13 Valeria Gray Redux

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Valerie Gray knows how she must look, at the moment. Her eyes are rolled back in her head, and her tongue is lolling out of her mouth in a most obscene manner as the Phantom's cock thrusts into her from behind, his crotch smacking up against her fat, dark-skinned derriere again and again. He's split her costume in twain back there in order to get at her from behind, but Valerie doesn't care. All she cares about is the pleasure. All that matters is how GOOD it feels to get fucked by the Phantom.

They're both standing up, with Valerie bent forward a little bit, her knees knocking together and her ass jutting out in the direction of the Phantom's cock. Meanwhile, his hands are gripping the inside of her elbows, pulling her arms back behind her body and in turn forcing her torso and head forward at an obtuse angle. It's not the first time he's taken her like this, in the past few months. Not the first time that her attempt to capture the Phantom ended with him simply turning the tables on her and fucking her from behind, standing up, as if to get it over with faster.

Sometimes he spent a little more time on her. Sometimes he made her take up some slutty position for him or made her strip out of her ghost-hunting jumpsuit altogether before he would finally fuck her. He'd have her do a striptease to music that she'd be forced to play on her phone, and then he'd force her to her knees and make her suck his cock before spinning her around and pushing her face first into the dirt to fuck her from above.

But truth be told, moments like these where he didn't even bother putting that much effort into her humiliation and defeat were the best. When he didn't even treat her like she was worth his time, when he just rolled his eyes at her admittedly pitiful attempts at capturing him and then spun her about and took her in a split second… that was a glorious sensation, being so trivial. Being so inconsequential.

They both knew that Valerie Gray was not one of the Phantom's actual enemies. She certainly wasn't a threat to him. In the last few months, her research and her hunting had led her to this irrevocable fact. But not just because he'd never once lost to her, not just because every single battle between the two of them ended in rough sex and humiliating defeat for her. It was also because Valerie now knew what the Phantom did with his real enemies.

He removed them, permanently. It was probably for the best that Valerie Gray had never even come close to defeating the ghost, because at the end of the day, he could be positively vicious to those he deemed legitimate threats. At the end of the day, she was nothing but his fuck toy, and they both knew that. But then, why keep up the charade?

The Phantom begins to cum, and Valerie cries out, tossing her head back and arching her back as she orgasms explosively from the feel of his seed painting the inside of her womb. She's not pregnant, yet anyways. But then, she's left wondering if he can even get her pregnant. He's certainly creampied her cunt enough times for it to likely take if it was possible by now. Though he's filled her throat and asshole with his seed in equal measure, to be fair.

Regardless, he lets go of her arms, and Valerie falls forward onto her face with an 'ooph!', ending up face down, ass up in the air on the ground, just like she always did. The Phantom, finished with her for now, delivers a harsh slap to her big, beautiful ass, currently exposed from the cut he'd made in her suit. Then, he begins to walk past her. Normally, Valerie would just watch him go, already longing both mentally and physically for the next time. This go around, however, the would-be ghost hunter reaches up and grabs the Phantom by his suit near the ankle.

"W-Wait…"

She knows he can just ghost out of her grip, and acting on instinct, that's exactly what the Phantom does. However, he also turns back to her and stops where he is, regarding her with a lifted eyebrow and an amused, curious expression. Slowly, on shaky arms, Valerie forces herself up onto her hands and knees, and then back onto her knees altogether. She looks up at the Phantom then, panting heavily, her breasts heaving all the while.

"I can't… I can't keep doing this…"

That gets her a look of incredulity. The Phantom snorts as he steps up to her, his cock still out. He slaps her across the face with it so nonchalantly that she doesn't even see it coming. Letting out a light gasp, Valerie shivers as she very nearly orgasms from the casual abuse, right there on the spot.

"You think you get a choice, slut? As long as you insist on trying and failing to hunt me, I'll do whatever the fuck I want with your naughty, sexy body. Got it?"

Even when he's talking down to her, he's complimenting her. It's an interesting combination that leaves Valerie feeling incredibly tingly. This… reaching out, she grabs hold of his cock with one hand, while the other buries itself betwixt her thighs. She takes the Phantom's member into her mouth then and there and suckles at the head of his cock for a few moments pointedly, looking up into his green gaze as he in turn stares back down at her.

He watches her do this, a curious expression on his face as she slurps and sucks and laps. After a brief time, Valerie pulls her lips back, though she keeps jerking his growing length off with her hand.

"Y-You misunderstand me. I… I don't want to keep hunting you. But that doesn't mean I want you to stop fucking me."

Both eyebrows lift at that confession, and Valerie, blushing up a storm, hurries to elaborate.

"I-I want to be your t-toy from now on… whenever you want to use me, whenever you want to make me your bitch… At any time of any day, you should just be allowed to walk up and bend me over and fuck me. No matter who I'm with, no matter where I am. I won't… I won't try to catch you anymore. S-So please, make me your slave."

It feels so good, to finally let go. Feels so good, to just give in to the desire that's been building within her all this time. Valerie looks up into the Phantom's eyes to find him assessing her in silence for several long moments. When he doesn't immediately reply to her, the dark-skinned beauty leans forward and takes his cock back into her mouth, never breaking eye contact as she begins to bob up and down on his member.

Eventually, his hands close in her hair, and he begins to fuck her face, as he loves to do. A slow smile spreads across his lips as she chokes and gags and gurgles all too willingly on his cock.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

"Well now, Valerie Gray… I think perhaps we can work something out."

One of his hands remains in her hair, fisting it as he forces her to deep throat his cock. The other slides down her cheek, across her jawline, and to her chin. The Phantom's green eyes glow, but for a moment, Valerie doesn't feel anything. Then, she does… a weight, coming to rest around her neck. Something slides along her throat and the nape of her neck, and then solidifies a moment later, before tightening up.

It's a collar. Has to be, even if she can't quite look at it at the moment. More than that though, as the Phantom pulls his hand away from her neck, and with it comes a leash, unfurling from the collar he's gifted her with. He's marking her as his own, identifying her as his property… treating her like the fuck toy pet that she so desperately wants to be.

Shuddering in orgasmic bliss, Valerie Gray climaxes on the spot as he continues to use her throat most brutally, happy to leave the life of a ghost hunter behind in favor of being the Phantom's loyal, willing slave.

It's not long before he cums after that, spilling his seed down her throat and causing her to choke on his ghost jizz. He leaves her with his ejaculate exploded out of her nostrils and covering most of her face as he pulls back and lets out a chuckle, nodding in approval down at her.

"That's better. You look good, cunt. I'll come by real soon to… make use of my new pet."

With a shiver, her eyelids fluttering Valerie lets out a soft bubbly moan.

"Yes… Master…"

-x-X-x-

It's later that night when he makes good on his promise. After her encounter and subsequent confession with the Phantom, Valerie headed home. She took all of her ghost hunting equipment, from the latest ripped costume to the gear that had never ever allowed her to so much as get one-up on the Phantom, and she packs it all away. She doesn't toss it out, only because she figures there's always a chance that he might ask her to roleplay for him once or twice down the road. If he wants her to play at being the hapless, idiotic ghost hunter who gets captured and plowed by her quarry, like she has so many times before, Valerie will be happy to do so.

After packing all of that away and sticking it in her closet, Valerie takes a shower, and then spends a long time looking at herself in the mirror. Completely naked… save for the collar around her neck. The leash, it seems, is retractable, slipping back up into the collar itself when it's not needed. The collar, meanwhile, is more of a choker, tight around her throat, shimmering ever so slightly with her Master's power.

This was the proof that the Phantom had claimed her. This was the evidence that he'd marked her as his property and turned her into little more than a pet for his insatiable lusts. Needless to say, when Valerie finally gets in bed, she falls asleep quite quickly, and it's hands down the best slumber that she's ever had. Until she's woken up, anyways.

With a low moan, Valerie's eyes flutter open as she finds herself prone on her bed, hugging her pillow to her face, a familiar, thick cock pushing into her cunt again and again from above her.

"You sleep in the nude, pet? Or did you just do that for me, knowing you would need to make yourself… accessible?"

Valerie pants and mewls as his cock spreads her pussy lips open, as his hands grip and squeeze at her fat ass. The former ghost hunter shudders in orgasmic bliss at how casually he's decided to make use of her body, not giving her so much as a by-your-leave. Not that she wanted one. She had been telling the truth when she'd said that she wanted him to make use of her, anywhere and everywhere. She was already fantasizing about him coming for her at school and other public places, in fact.

"F-For you… Master…"

The Phantom chuckles and picks up the pace a bit. Valerie just buries her face in her pillow, using it to contain her mewling and moaning, and eventually to contain her orgasmic cries as he pounds her through climax after climax. This was exactly where she belonged, at the end of the day. Beneath her better, beneath her Master, satisfying his lusts.

Completely and utterly addled by lust and desire and arousal, the human woman can only submit happily to the ghost who's so easily made her into his toy.

-x-X-x-

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