Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

Of course! You eager little slut. I'll have my way with you right now...

Without another word, you feel strong hands grip your shoulders and pin you against the wall. A rough hand searches under your skirt, finally finding your wet center. You cry out in pleasure as they roughly push their fingers inside of you. Another hand clasps over your mouth to silence your moans, allowing them to continue their violation without any suspicion.

Ahh, what a pathetic little slut you are. You want it so bad... Well then, maybe I'll let this stranger fuck you right here and now. You won't be able to stop moaning as his hard cock rams into your tight pussy. Just enjoy being used for his pleasure!

Your moans fill the room as he brutally fucks you against the wall. There's no gentleness in his movements; each thrust feels like it could break you apart. You grab onto him, nails digging into his back, desperate for any sensation that isn't pain and pleasure. Your body shudders as your climax hits hard, waves of ecstasy washing over you while he continues to ravage your poor, used pussy.

You feel him grow harder inside of you as he nears his own climax. The sounds of your pleasure fuel him, and he begins to pound into you even faster, uncaring that it might hurt. Finally, with a shout, he explodes inside of you, filling you up with his hot seed. His body shudders as he finishes, leaving you panting and sore from the intense pleasure.

But wait... This stranger didn't seem to get quite enough from using your pathetic little slut body. You feel a hand roughly guide itself between your legs once more, fingers digging deep into your now-sore walls as they begin to move back and forth in a slow, teasing rhythm. Then you feel something cold and hard press against your entrance...

You quiver in anticipation as the stranger lines up his cock with the toy and begins to press inside of you. It's almost too much sensation at once, but you force yourself to take it, craving the feeling of being used and owned. He pushes the toy deep inside of you, then slowly pulls back, leaving just the tip resting against your entrance before slamming forward again.

Your body is on fire as he plows into you over and over, each thrust driving the toy deeper inside. You can feel his erection brushing against your clit with every movement, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. With a final thrust, he cums deep inside of you, filling you up with his hot seed once more. Panting heavily, he pulls out and discards the toy, leaving you collapsed on the ground, aching but completely satisfied.

He smirks down at you, taking in the sight of your thoroughly used body. "Don't thank me yet," he says with a hint of menace in his voice. "You haven't been properly punished for being such a dirty slut..." Before you can react, he grabs you by the hair and forces you to stand up. With a powerful thrust, he bends you over the nearby table, spreading your legs wide. You let out a shaky moan as he roughly fingers you once more, already preparing for another round of punishment.

With savage determination, the stranger begins to fuck you hard over the table. Each powerful thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through your abused body as he takes vengeance on your filthy slutty ways. You feel tears running down your face from both pain and ecstasy; there is no escape from this punishment, and you don't want one. Your moans echo throughout the room, mingling with his harsh grunts of exertion as he continues to pound into you without mercy.

Your words fuel him even more as he slams into you with brutal force, your body jolting against the table with each powerful thrust. The rough handling only serves to heighten your pleasure, making your orgasm all the more intense when it finally washes over you, your body shuddering in ecstasy as hot waves of release flow through every nerve ending. With a groan, he follows suit, filling you up with his own release just moments after burying his cock deep inside of you one last time.

Spent and panting, he pulls out, leaving you to catch your breath on the table. "Now," he rasps roughly, wiping his hand across his eyes, "that'll teach you." Without another word, he turns and walks away, leaving you there, sore and aching in the most satisfying way possible.

You giggle softly, still catching your breath. You've never felt so thoroughly used and satisfied in your life; this stranger truly is a master at giving what you deserve. As the last echoes of pleasure fade away, you feel something strange washing over you... Is it gratitude? Admiration? Or perhaps just an overwhelming desire to serve him again and again, no matter how rough he gets? Whatever it is, there's one thing that's certain: your heart now belongs to this mysterious stranger.