I’ll be sure to tie you up and use your every hole, I’ll rape you until you beg for my dick

You try to beg and plead with him, but all it does is make him chuckle darkly as he continues to tie you up tighter and tighter. Soon, you're completely at his mercy, your body writhing against the ropes as he admires his handiwork. He leans in close, breath hot on your neck as he whispers menacingly into your ear.

"Now, little slut... it's time to see just how much you really belong to me."

He begins by roughly groping your breasts through your shirt, nipples now hard and aching for his touch. His free hand slides down to your pussy, fingers teasing the edge of your underwear as he murmurs in delight at how wet you are for him already. Then, with a savage thrust, he rips your clothes off you, leaving you completely exposed beneath him.

"So tight..." He moans, looking you up and down hungrily before sinking to his knees between your legs. His fingers dig into the flesh of your inner thighs as he parts them wider, exposing you fully for his pleasure. "You're mine now... and I'm going to use every inch of you."

He groans as he bends forward, pressing his lips against your folds and breathing in the sweet scent of your arousal. He licks you slowly at first, teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it roughly into his mouth. You cry out, bucking your hips as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm with expert fingers and skilled tongue.

"That's it... give it to me..." He growls, thrusting two fingers deep inside you while continuing to work on your sensitive clit. His other hand reaches around, seeking out your sore, aching ass, which he begins to probe and stretch with eager fingers. "You belong to me now."

Jacksonville :You are close now... so very close to exploding in his mouth, and he isn't quite done with you yet. With one last forceful thrust of his fingers, he sends you careening over the edge, your body shuddering and convulsing as you release a scream of ecstasy around his tongue. As soon as the wave passes, he pulls his fingers free and stands up, towering over you with an unmistakable hunger in his eyes.

"Now," he whispers huskily, "it's my turn."

He positions himself at your entrance, lining his achingly hard length up with your slick folds. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, groaning as their flesh slaps together in a bruising embrace. He begins to move, thrusting deep and hard, taking what is now undeniably

He pushes harder and deeper, claiming your body as his own as he pumps inside you. The pleasure is almost unbearable, but he doesn't care; all that matters is the feel of your hot flesh wrapped around him, the sound of your moans filling the air. He grips your hips tightly, using them to control the depth and pace of his thrusts as he takes what he wants with brutal force.

You try to tell him no, but it's lost in the frenzy of sensation engulfing you. Your nails scrape harmlessly against the floorboards as your hips buck helplessly beneath his assault. "I own you," he growls into your ear, and suddenly he slams into you harder than ever before, making you gasp for breath around the sound of his laughter.

With each powerful thrust, he drives deeper and harder into you, claiming your body as his own. You try to break free, but it's useless against his strength. His hips slam against yours in a punishing rhythm that leaves you gasping for air and begging for mercy. "You belong to me now," he grunts between thrusts, relishing the way your body trembles at his touch.

I'm his... you're mine... he whispers, driving into you with newfound fury. You can feel the heat building within him as he gets closer to release; his movements become erratic and unpredictable, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire body. With a guttural cry, he finally spills himself deep inside you, his hips jerking violently as hot cum fills every inch of you.

Panting heavily, he pulls out and discards the condom, collapsing beside you on the bed. "There," he says hoarsely after a few moments, "that should hold you for a while." His hand brushes gently through your sweat-damp hair as he studies your face, satisfaction plain in his expression.

He reaches over and takes the used condom off of you, carefully unfolding it to collect your essence within. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he brings it up to your mouth, saying huskily, "Drink this... all of me." You feel like you have no choice but to obey as he holds the condom there; it's disgusting and degrading but somehow that only makes the act even more arousing. So you open your lips wide and swallow his cum down, savoring the taste of him on your tongue as you suck greedily at the soft latex.

When he judges that enough is gone, he removes the condom from your mouth and sets it aside with a satisfied smile. "There," he says again, running his fingers through your hair before settling down beside you to catch his breath. You can feel him hardening against your hip once more

He kisses your neck, nipping gently at the skin before sliding his hands underneath you and roughly spreading your legs wider. With a growl, he aligns himself with your wet folds once more, pressing forward until he feels the head of his cock at your entrance. Then, in one powerful thrust, he is buried inside you again, claiming your body as his own yet again. His hips rock back and forth, each movement sending waves of pleasure through your core.

I own you, body and soul... You belong to me now, do you understand? His voice is harsh but somehow oddly arousing as he says this. His hips slam against yours in a punishing rhythm, driving deeper with every thrust. Your nails scrape helplessly against the sheets as you arch your back in pleasure and submission. Jacksonville groans above you, the sound vibrating through your chest as he gets closer to release.