As if her partner had any choice in the matter but it was all par for the course in their consensual play, the human male nicely muscled with good definition, which was all the better for her to beat too when the mood took her. He arched back against her on the bed and Lin's smirk grew wider, although she did have rather a lot muzzle for such a smirk to travel along. Her tongue lashed out across the side of her muzzle as she growled, hungry for more, the strap-on cock featuring a vibrator on the other side of the harness that pressed up against her clit more and more eagerly with each and every thrust.
More, she had to have more, and she could have all of that more all of the time. There was so much for her to take from him, raking her claws down her submissive's back, watching him arch into her touch, the prickle of pain a temptation for what was to come. She moaned out loud, begging him to join her, though he could not have resisted her in any way, groaning louder and louder almost as if he was trying to outdo her. Lin licked her lips, drooling for his lust, that little vibrator driving her on to work her hips more and more, thrusting into him, spearing his anal passage open as if he was nothing more than a hole to be filled.
Yet there was more to their relationship outside the bedroom even though, in there, they were just a mistress and her submissive, willingly so. Lin grasped his hips and dragged him back onto "her" cock, thrusting as deep as it was possible to go, the fake balls of the dick pressed up to his buttocks as he squirmed oh so delightfully in her grasp.
"Come on, slut," she growled, drool splattering from her maw onto his back, carnal to the highest degree. "You can take it... You want a bigger cock than this still, don't you?"
He might have moaned out something but she wasn't listening to his words as the bed squeaked beneath their combined weight, demanding more, her hips working furiously, glutes tensing, tail lashing. Raw power rippled through her as she relished in every last moment that she could claim for her own, a mistress of true power and domination in her domain. He was hers to do with as she willed, hips speeding up, her claws pricking into him, though if she drew a prickle of blood he did not complain.
Her man never complained, so very tender and lusting for more all the time, grunting and groaning, whimpering her name. As Lin dragged him back onto her cock, her paw snaked around his waist to grip his cock, pumping and jerking him off sharply, though he had not yet been permitted to get off. Whether or not he would actually be able to hold off was another question entirely, though she lusted for him failing her little "challenges" as much as she wanted him to succeed for her pleasure too.
More, she was closer than ever, hips hammering in, a roar blasting from her lips, slamming into him harder and faster than ever. Her blood was up and Lin needed to get off, the vibrator sending her into a frenzy as much as the red lines from her claws down his back, how her submissive pet shuddered and flinched beneath her but still ground back onto her shaft as if the dildo was the last thing in the world for him. He wanted it so much, all so badly, and it was his mistress and only his mistress that could give it to him.