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Master grinned and screamed.
"Now, cunt. Now, your virginity is gone. You shall bear the demon of my making."
With a vicious lunge, he drove forward. Nesta's shrill, ululating scream resonated through the house. The pain was sharp, frightening, but not as bad as she had expected. It was the situation that caused the merciless tone of her cry. It was the idea that a human monster was taking at a whim and destroying forever what she had treasured and guarded so painstakingly.
Blood gushed from between her legs for a few seconds and then began to trickle. Master paused and looked down. The blood covered his long cock, making its deep purple color blend with the scarlet blood.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" the frenzied crowd urged.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Master repeated as he lunged into Nesta's tight, warm, liquid box again and again. Each time he speared her, the grating pain grew less and less until finally she was numb. Now, there was only a growing sensation of fulfillment as Master's cock triggered a new and ecstatic response.
Nesta began to feel it and fear it. She felt her hands wriggle loose of Gertie's sudden limp hold. She felt her palms sneak up to hug Master's back and her legs reach to wrap their feet around one another over her lover's back.
She was crying and bucking into him. Her hips were thrashing against his, gyrating around the pole which delved so deeply into her cunt. Her lips sought out his and she nibbled on the rubber mask. She could hear him grunting and laughing and feel his long, hairy balls slapping against her hot ass as he raped her with a fury she had never experienced in her life.
Master grinned and screamed.
"Now, cunt. Now, your virginity is gone. You shall bear the demon of my making."
With a vicious lunge, he drove forward. Nesta's shrill, ululating scream resonated through the house. The pain was sharp, frightening, but not as bad as she had expected. It was the situation that caused the merciless tone of her cry. It was the idea that a human monster was taking at a whim and destroying forever what she had treasured and guarded so painstakingly.
Blood gushed from between her legs for a few seconds and then began to trickle. Master paused and looked down. The blood covered his long cock, making its deep purple color blend with the scarlet blood.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" the frenzied crowd urged.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Master repeated as he lunged into Nesta's tight, warm, liquid box again and again. Each time he speared her, the grating pain grew less and less until finally she was numb. Now, there was only a growing sensation of fulfillment as Master's cock triggered a new and ecstatic response.
Nesta began to feel it and fear it. She felt her hands wriggle loose of Gertie's sudden limp hold. She felt her palms sneak up to hug Master's back and her legs reach to wrap their feet around one another over her lover's back.
She was crying and bucking into him. Her hips were thrashing against his, gyrating around the pole which delved so deeply into her cunt. Her lips sought out his and she nibbled on the rubber mask. She could hear him grunting and laughing and feel his long, hairy balls slapping against her hot ass as he raped her with a fury she had never experienced in her life.