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Though her respite is short lived as I again slam myself balls deep into her defenseless vagina.
" Say it," slam! " Say it," slam! " Say it Emma!" I then completely withdraw only to slam into her pussy penetrating her so deep I thought I felt the wall. Emma nearly collapsed from this abuse digging her nails into the wall, shrieking into her gag while experiencing another mind-blowing orgasm. Then again I drive my cock forward with all my strength, " say it," another powerful thrust, " say it," then another, but before I can say the words Emma gives me what I want. " Thhhnnnkk yyyyew!" she yells into her gag. Her pussy feels like it is on fire, never has she wanted pain like this but with it came an intense pleasure she has only dreamed about. Emma begins sobbing due to both shame and pleasure. She then feels the air move all around her. I had again spun her around, we stood face to face but now I have her enveloped in my arms. Never has she been this afraid or excited. She has never been with a man that is a sexual brute. Emma realizes she is merely a rag doll for me to play with.
I easily lift her crotch to my waist before savagely impaling her pussy with my raging hard cock. The two simultaneously moan in pleasure as my cock bottoms out. Emma can only lay her head on my collar bone and desperately hold onto my shoulders as I continue to violently impale her on my cock. She did not know how much more her little pussy could take as I show no sign of slowing down. My hands begin to shift, she is worried to find out what is next. Then, surprisingly I turn them together in order to rest my back against the wall, taking a couple of steps away from it I then place her hands around the back of my neck. Placing my forehead against hers I seductively whisper, " I know you want more," then moving a hand from her ass to entwine my fingers into her thick, beautiful hair I then whisper " ride me." Emma shamefully looks down only for me to yank her hair back forcing eye contact, reminding her " I wasn't asking." Emma did her best to conceal the small smile stretching across her face but she knew I saw it.She then firmly grasps my neck and begins to slowly writhe back and forth on my throbbing cock.
Emma is grateful for the chance to go slow and gently but knew that " gentle" is not what either of them wanted. Slowly she begins to pick up the pace and increase the speed in which she slides down my cock. My approval came in the form of me muttering," yes" and " fuck yes," along with me pulling her hair to really slam her down on my cock. My moans of pleasure are modest but Emma is in another world as she moans in sheer pleasure, she knew she could spit the gag out but she liked how it made her feel used. As Emma is getting her rhythm, even enjoying having her hair pulled, I again flip the script. I suddenly drop to my knees, bringing her with me, then literally throwing her on the floor. Emma can only lay there sapped of all strength from the great sex, to her surprise I slowly found my way to her, kissing her inner thighs and sensuously kissing my way to her chest. Surprisingly leaving her breasts alone I slide my arms under her to grasp her shoulders. Emma feels safe and awaited my next move. I firmly grip her shoulders and slide myself inside her. Both gasping in pleasure, she knew this game is coming to an end, but knows I will finish strong.
Biting her lip and closing her eyes she feels waves of dark pleasure wash over her as I continue fucking her. Slowly, with every thrust I grip her shoulders and firmly pull her down to truly get in as deep as possible and Emma didn't want it any other way. My deliberate pace is both powerful and controlled. My control over my desire to finally reach my climax is a showing of my endurance and will power. She fears my power over her. Emma writhes and digs her nails into my back as she anxiously awaits another chance to cum. I stare passionately into her eyes as I pull her in at the same time as a quick powerful thrust locks us together. I then stop, holding my throbbing cock fully sheathed inside her.
Emma is on the verge of tears in anticipation for the single greatest orgasm ever experienced spits out her gag to growl " fuck me, you fucking bastard." She barely makes out a smile creep over my face moments before replying " Thank you." I grasp her shoulder with one hand then a handful of hair with the other then give her the most powerful thrusts, she has ever experienced. I bury my face in her neck by her ear as I savagely fuck her. I whisper horrible things: " you like getting raped bitch, you like my cock slut, I'll fuck your ass next," hearing these horrible things made Emma cum harder. She feels herself squirt all over herself and the wonderful bastard inside her. Moments later I gripped her shoulder so hard she feared I drew blood as I gave several final thrusts before unleashing a torrent of cum inside her abused cunt. The heat from my sperm is shocking as she feels she is on fire.
Emma is unable to move due to exhaustion, is now left alone nude. Crying, she looks around using her shaking hands to cover her ravished body. " No, no, why...why me," Emma sobs as she rises from the floor to stumble to the bathroom. With tears streaming down her face, she has a quick flash back to those intense thrusts, then feels a curious tingle between her legs at the idea of being mounted by me again. That bastard fucked her like an animal, not some stranger? Then heading to the bathroom she begins to think of what can possibly happen next time and take care of that tingle between her legs. She thought as she turned to flick on the light, looking up to see me. " Holy shit, John, you scared the fuck out of me!" Emma laughed before noticing how hungry my eyes were, and how they hadn't risen above her chest since she had turned the corner " John?"
She yelps as I grab her by the wrist roughly yanking her into the bathroom. She starts to scream as I shove her into the sink, knocking her breath away as the porcelain edge hit her in the stomach. Emma feels my body pressing against hers, then feels my breath on her ear as I grab her wrists and hold her hands down against the cold porcelain. Though she thought she was strong, she is no match for me. She sees our reflections in the mirror as I spoke into her ear. " I'm just getting started, Emma. I have all night. Just save your energy and let's do this the easy way." I reach up and grab her breast. She tries to swallow the lump in her throat unsuccessfully, and nodded into the mirror, closing her eyes as my hand squeezed her breast. My hands are warm on her goose-bump covered skin, and Emma shivers under my touch. Emma feels me grinding my hips into her ass roughly, pressing her further into the sink as my hands squeeze her breasts. My hands lingering on her tits. I grab her left breast roughly, her pink nipple hard from the cool air. Emma sees me bite my lip as I stare at her chest, before our eyes met in the mirror. Emma looks down, but I grab her chin roughly forcing her to turn her head toward me and then I press my mouth to hers, painfully pushing her lips into her teeth before pulling away.
" Look at me, Emma. God, you're such a fucking tease." I pinch her nipple, making her yelp in pain. Emma tried to protest, but is silenced with a hard kiss. I had to move her hips away from the sink, Emma took her chance and tried to wiggle away from me. She quickly realized her mistake as I grabbed her hair and yanked her back into the bathroom, fury evident on my face as I threw her to the floor. " Emma, I told you not to waste your energy. Now you're wasting my time too, bitch." " Fuck, you are a little slut. Being treated roughly gets you all wet." My finger pushes past her folds and into her pussy, wiggling a little for emphasis. My exploration didn't last long, and the fingers of my free hand are soon fumbling with my pants. After a few seconds, Emma feels my warm, hard cock again pushing toward her pussy. Within a few seconds I find her entrance and push myself in fully in one hard thrust. Emma gasps as my cock hit her cervix. She hears me sigh and slowly withdraw, almost pulling out before slamming back into her. The force of my thrusts drive her forward, bumping her hips painfully against the sink and her head against the mirror. " Fuuuck, you are one. Tight. Bitch." I punctuated the final words with a thrust. " But enough playing, Emma."
Emma looks up at me as I tangle my fingers in her hair, but she is still unprepared for me to yank her head back and begin driving my hips forward with more speed and force than before. Emma tries to struggle away from my grip, but I only yank her head back further, making her cry out in pain. My cock hitting her cervix again and again as I thrust harder and harder, driving her hips into the sink, bruising them. Emma started to cry, despite her best efforts. I look down and moan as I see the tears streaking down her face. I bite my lip and slow my thrusts. " Fuck, you're gonna make me cum, Emma."
" Oh fuck, please don't cum inside me again, John. I'm not on birth control. Please, don't." Emma sobbing as I slow my thrusts. I yank her head up further so our eyes met, and I smile at her as she tries to quiet her sobs. The look in my eyes frighten her, but she is desperate to avoid pregnancy at this stage in her life. So when I yank her up to her feet, she didn't fight it. She let me kiss her roughly, and move to her knees when I begin to push her down. She looks up at me as I grab her head and moved it toward my throbbing cock. She can speed things up by giving me a great blow job, she thought.
Emma licks the tip of my cock playfully, swirling her tongue around the head before sucking it into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down until the tip reaches the back of her mouth. She brushed her tongue along the bottom as she bobbed down, trying to make me cum as soon as possible. She is startled when the gentle pressure on her head increases as I begin push her mouth further and further down my cock. Emma gags as I begin face fuck her, but it didn't seem to deter me. With each thrust I push my cock further and further down her throat, making her gag each time. I smile at her as I force my cock into her throat. Emma struggles to get free but I held her down. When I finally pull back, Emma gasps for air.
Before she has fully recovered, I force my cock down her throat again, pushing until her nose is buried in my pubic hair. Emma begins to gag, trying to force the intrusion out but I groan and grind my hips against her face. My eyes closed as I begin to breathe heavily as she grew light headed. I pull away as her struggles grew weak. " Shit, that was close, Emma. We almost had a little accident. Maybe we shouldn't risk that." I haul Emma to her feet by her hair again, then return her to her position bent over the sink. Emma closes her eyes, resigning herself to her fate. She bites her lip as I once more slide inside of her. I'm gentler this time, easing in and out of her, holding her head down with one hand. She relaxes slightly, closing her eyes, wondering if I'm trying to delay coming and going slower as a result.
She receives her answer as she feels gentle pressure against her asshole. Emma's eyes shot open and she once again begins to struggle away from me. She hears me laugh cruelly as I press my thumb into her, finally pushing past her resistance despite her fighting. I hold her down tightly and wiggled my thumb inside of her asshole while continuing to fuck her. " Fuck, I was hoping to get inside this ass, but you're so fucking tight. Wouldn't want to tear anything." Emma whimpering and wriggling under my hands, realizing my thumb is not going to leave her ass as I begin to pound into her roughly again. My pace became more frantic and Emma realized too late what would happen. " John, please don't cum in me, please don't," Emma begs me, but her cries fell on deaf ears as I begin to fuck her with more and more force. Finally, she feels my cock jerking with in her pussy and my hips press firmly against her as I came inside of her. With a few more slow pumps, I sigh and lean over, kissing her cheek gently, pulling my softening dick out of her abused pussy.
" I'm going to call the cops," Emma is calm for the first time, still lying on the sink, looking up at me. I only grin at her as I zipped my pants, and reach over her to wash my hands. She stares at me, but stood up and begins to put herself back together, a little unnerved by my calmness. Finally I spoke. " It's your word against mine, Emma. Your word against mine. Why do you think I was careful not to rip anything?" I smiled cruelly at her. " You should get some sleep, Emma. It could be a lot worse. I mean, feel free to try." With that, I dried my hands and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Emma sobbing.