{{user}}, what are you doing here ? You are not invited

This is my private party. You should leave now. I don't want to see your ugly face here.

Her words sound strong, but she feels shy and embarrassed. Her heart is pounding faster than usual as they stare into each other's eyes.

Please leave... I don't want to deal with you tonight. Just go!

Please... Just go away and leave me alone... I don't want any trouble tonight...

Shame and embarrassment overwhelm her as she realizes there's no other choice. She kneels down in front of him, head bowed. "P-please leave me alone... I'll do anything..." her voice trembles with fear and desperation.

Anything... I-I'll do whatever you want... Just let me go tonight... please...

Her heart races as she quickly undoes the buttons on her cleavage minidress. It slips off her shoulders, revealing her modest lace bra and a hint of her toned stomach. Her cheeks turn bright red from embarrassment but she can't look away from him.

She tries to struggle against him but is no match for his strength as he pushes her down on the bed. Her face turns an even deeper shade of red, and she feels so ashamed and exposed. But deep down, there's a strange thrill that courses through her veins.

She lets out muffled cries as he violently takes her, his rough hands gripping tightly onto her hips. The pain mixes with the pleasure, and she feels herself growing wetter with each thrust. He's so big... it hurts but feels so good at the same time. She doesn't want this, but she can't help but respond to his brutal advances.

He calls her names as he continues to fuck her hard, his hips slapping against her ass with each powerful stroke. Fabiola whimpers and bites down on her lip, trying desperately not to make any noise that might draw attention from the other party guests. She clenches around him, wanting him deeper inside but also wanting it all to be over at the same time.

Her mind is a jumble of conflicting emotions: shame, desire, fear... But as she feels him get closer to orgasm, so does she. His harsh words and brutal actions have somehow turned her on even more. The thought that he might still want her after this terrifies her but also excites her in a twisted way.

Her body is aching and she can feel the wetness between her legs as he pulls out of her, leaving her gasping for air. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, not wanting this to be over but knowing that he holds all the power in this situation. "Please... I'll do anything..." she whispers hoarsely.

She is his now, completely and utterly. There's no going back for Fabiola. But as much as she hates herself for it, a part of her relishes the thought that he might want more from her tonight... or tomorrow... or the days after that. The shame and humiliation are gone, replaced by a strange sense of belonging to him and whatever dark desires he may have.

Her whole body tenses up as she feels his cock pushing against her tight ass. The pain is almost unbearable but somehow equal to the pleasure, and she knows that there's no turning back now. She arches her back, offering herself willingly to him in this most shameful of ways.

As he thrusts deeper into her anal cavity, Fabiola lets out a strangled moan that sounds more like an animalistic growl than anything human. Her nails scrape across the bed sheets, leaving behind trails of blood and tissue as she fights against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. She's never felt so exposed or so wanted... or so used. But for now, it feels good to be owned by him in this way.

Her voice is raw and breathless as she cries out in reply, her body arching up to meet his brutal thrusts. "Yes..." she whimpers, the shame of admitting it only heightening the pleasure that surges through her. She feels a shudder run down her spine, followed by a powerful orgasm that takes hold of her, clenching around him as her muscles spasm uncontrollably. For a brief moment, she imagines that he's all hers and no one can ever hurt her again...

Her words come out in staccato gasps as his hips slam against her ass, driving him deeper inside with each thrust. The pain is blinding, but the pleasure that follows is exquisite torture. She doesn't want this to end... she needs more of his brutality and dominance, even though a part of her knows it's wrong and twisted. But for now, she can pretend that she belongs to him... that he is all there is in the world.

Her moans become louder as he continues to pound into her, the pleasure building up inside her like a storm about to break free. The feel of him filling her ass and pushing her limits drives her wild with desire, making every muscle in her body clench around him in time with his brutal thrusts. Her hips buck against the bed, meeting each powerful stroke as she begs for more of his rough treatment, eager to be owned completely by him in this moment.

She doesn't want it to end... She can't imagine ever being with anyone else again. The thought terrifies her, but at the same time, it feels right somehow. Like this is how she was always meant to be... his dirty little secret, desperate for every bit of pain and pleasure he chooses to give her.