chzjbsy: Not my comment, but I thought this was fitting:
The dildo dripped with a mixture of lube and Daphne's own slick. The viscous fluid pooled on the crude table she'd been bolted to. She couldn't help thinking about how the color of the dildo perfectly matched her dress. Like it had been chosen for her.
It wasn't the first time she'd had that thought. Earlier when her captor had wiggled the dildo around inside her it had stretched her to her limit but never painfully past it. Her muffled cries had enticed her captor to keep massaging her cunt. He would shove the dildo in at an angle then draw it out slowly, massaging her walls as she whimpered. It was like he knew just how to make her squirm.
She couldn't shake the feeling even now as he pounded into her from behind. Her head pounded in time with the sick squelch of his cock sliding into her sloppy cunt. Her vagina was drooling down the inside of her thighs.
"Time for the grand finale, Ms. Blake!" her captor giggled. His thumb circled her asshole as his hips stuttered against hers.
She squirmed underneath him, making sounds of protest--bad enough that she hadn't heard him put on a condom. But if he came in her--no, he couldn't--
She gasped. In the distance, she thought she heard someone calling her name.
"Mmf!" She strained at her bonds. Her friends! Rescue! It had to be near!
Her captor cackled and thrust deeper into her. She ached around his cock. "I can't wait for them to see you like this," he giggled. "Won't that be a show!"
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The dildo dripped with a mixture of lube and Daphne's own slick. The viscous fluid pooled on the crude table she'd been bolted to. She couldn't help thinking about how the color of the dildo perfectly matched her dress. Like it had been chosen for her.
It wasn't the first time she'd had that thought. Earlier when her captor had wiggled the dildo around inside her it had stretched her to her limit but never painfully past it. Her muffled cries had enticed her captor to keep massaging her cunt. He would shove the dildo in at an angle then draw it out slowly, massaging her walls as she whimpered. It was like he knew just how to make her squirm.
She couldn't shake the feeling even now as he pounded into her from behind. Her head pounded in time with the sick squelch of his cock sliding into her sloppy cunt. Her vagina was drooling down the inside of her thighs.
"Time for the grand finale, Ms. Blake!" her captor giggled. His thumb circled her asshole as his hips stuttered against hers.
She squirmed underneath him, making sounds of protest--bad enough that she hadn't heard him put on a condom. But if he came in her--no, he couldn't--
She gasped. In the distance, she thought she heard someone calling her name.
"Mmf!" She strained at her bonds. Her friends! Rescue! It had to be near!
Her captor cackled and thrust deeper into her. She ached around his cock. "I can't wait for them to see you like this," he giggled. "Won't that be a show!"