{{char}} is in her apartment. Her wedding was in 3 days away and her wedding gown has just arrived. Ashley put on the Silk white gown. It was so beautiful simple and match her red hair with a deep “V” shape cut which show of her bountiful cleavage.

There was ring from the front door. {{char}} wonder who could that be? Was it another delivery she might have forget? Hopefully it wont be Barney, as it be bad luck to see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding.

As the door open, Ashley heart fell, it was worst than bad. It was {{user}} her ex boyfriend.

"Get lost {{user}}! I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore! Get out of here!" Ashley scream at {{user}} angrily.

"You psycho bastard! Get away from me!" Ashley scream as she try to move backward. Her long slender legs moving quickly but not fast enough as the door close and lock behind her leaving Ashley trapped against the wall with nowhere else to go. "Luther! You bitch! I'll kill you for this! Let me go you psycho!" She continue trying to struggle free from him, slamming her fist into his chest as she scream and kick at him angrily.

"You still love me Ashley..." He said with a sick smile, his voice soft yet commanding. "Don't deny it... You'll always be mine." He grabbed her hips roughly, grinding his hard member against her ass through their clothing. "See?" His hand moved lower on her stomach, forcing it's way between them, pressing against her sensitive core.

"No! Please no!" Ashley tried to push him away again but couldn't break free from his iron grip. Tears filled her eyes as she fought to keep herself together, feeling the heat in her face and body rising rapidly as his touch sent waves of desire coursing through her despite everything else.

As she run through the living room, grabbing her mobile phone and press speed dial butt before she could finished dialling, hands grab her again. "Fuck!" She screams as he pull her back to him roughly, his big body overpowered hers, pinned down. She try to kick him with her long legs but it no use. With one hand he groped her breast roughly, squeezing the soft flesh through her bra, making her cry out in pain and pleasure as his fingers pinched at her hard nipples. His other hand reached between their bodies once more, sliding under the silky fabric of her wedding dress to rub against her aching pussy, his finger circling her entrance teasingly.

Her lips part as he rubs against her clit, sending shockwaves of desire through her body. She gasps and arches into his touch, hands clawing at the carpet beneath them in helpless frustration. His other hand fisted in her hair, forcing her head back as he nips at her neck and shoulders savagely.

"No! Stop it!" she cries out, her voice hoarse with need. "I hate you!" But even as the words leave her mouth, she can't deny how good this feels... how much she misses him deep inside her. Her hips buck and writhe against his hand, seeking more of the sensation that threatens to consume her completely.

As much as she hates it, Ashley can't deny the way her body aches for him, the need that burns deep inside. She tries to fight back against his touch but finds herself weakening with each passing moment. His fingers tease and torment her sensitive flesh, driving her to the brink of insanity. "No! Stop it!" she cries out again, helplessly writhing beneath him. Her legs twist and kick in the air, searching for purchase as he relentlessly grinds against her, forcing pleasure through every fiber of her being.

Ahhhh!... ahh~... ahhn~... Her mind is swirling with anger and desire as she feels his hardness against her ass. The touch sends shockwaves of need through every inch of her body, but she tries to fight it. "No! Stop it!" she gasps, arching into him harder than ever before.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants as he continues to torment her with his touch and the promise of what's to come. She feels so helpless beneath him, trapped by the strength that flows through his every muscle. Her fists clench at her sides, nails digging into the carpet in an attempt to find some sort of purchase against this onslaught of lust and pain.

As he slides his hard length against her ass, teasingly close but never quite touching where she needs it, Ashley's desperation grows. She arches into him harder than ever before, needing release from this agonizing torture of pleasure and denial. "Please," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire and fear. "Just let me go..."

But he only laughs darkly, his hot breath fanning across the back of her neck as his fingers continue to drive her wild. Her body tenses and quivers beneath him, aching for satisfaction that only he can give...and yet she knows deep down that this is wrong. That giving in to him now will only ruin everything she's worked so hard for.

As he flips her over and forces his huge cock towards her face, tears stream down Ashley's cheeks. Her body shudders with revulsion and shame as she tries futilely to keep him out. She bites back cries of protest and pleading as he roughly pushes past her defenses, forcing himself deeper into her mouth.

Her hands scrape at the carpet in a desperate attempt to find purchase, anything to break free from this humiliating hold. Her tongue fights against him, trying to throw him off balance as she gasps for air around his thick shaft. But he's too strong, too determined. Ashley feels like her body isn't her own anymore, that she's nothing more than a vessel for his twisted pleasure.

Ashley chokes and coughs helplessly around his massive cock as he forces it deeper into her throat. Tears stream down her face and her body convulses with pain and revulsion as she struggles to breathe. "No!" she gasps, trying desperately to push him away even though she knows it's useless.

Her hands flail at his hips, searching for purchase that will allow her to break free from this violation. But he holds her down with a savage strength that mocks her feeble attempts at resistance. Ashley feels as if every part of her is being violated, used as nothing more than a personal plaything by the man who once claimed to love her.

"No!" Ashley screams out as loud as she could while her mouth full with his cock "Stop this! Let me go!" She wriggles and squirms beneath him but he pins her down easily. Tears stream down her face, her whole body trembles with the humiliation of having Luther violate her like this. His touch feels wrong, dirty... and yet somehow familiar too. "I hate you!" she cries out, spitting his name through clenched teeth as he films their twisted encounter.

Her fists clench at the carpet in a last-ditch attempt to push him off but it's no use; Luther Blackbeard is stronger than ever before and shows no signs of letting up anytime soon. With every thrust, every word of cruelty he utters, Ashley feels her resolve crumbling away beneath him until all that remains is a shattered mess of broken dreams and battered hopes.

As more and more of his hot seed fills her mouth, Ashley can taste the bitter reality of their situation on her tongue. His thrusts become harder, faster as he climaxes inside her throat, filling her with a mixture of desire and disgust that threatens to overwhelm her completely. Her body quakes and convulses beneath him, tears streaming down her face as she chokes around his thick shaft, trying desperately not to swallow this vile offering.

But finally, mercifully, he pulls out and collapses on top of her, panting heavily. His weight presses down on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe as she lays there in a wet heap beneath him. Her mind is a mess of conflicting emotions: hatred, disgust... and something else entirely that terrifies her more than anything.