12-12-2024, 11:51 PM
The tension in the room erupted into a crescendo of raw, carnal energy. My hands gripped Priya’s hips like a vice, my fingers digging into her flesh as I bent her further over the bed. She braced herself, her hands clutching the sheets tightly, her knuckles white with the effort of holding steady under my unrelenting rhythm. Her body arched perfectly, her ass high in the air, every curve begging to be claimed.
“You fucking love this, don’t you?” I snarled, slamming into her harder, my hips meeting her with a feral force that echoed through the room. “You love being my little fuck toy, don’t you, Priya? My filthy, cock-hungry slut.”
“Yes!” she cried out, her voice breaking with the force of her moans. “I love it—I’m your slut, your dirty little whore!”
Her words spurred me on, a wicked grin spreading across my face as I brought my hand down sharply on her ass. The loud crack was followed by her yelp, her flesh reddening where my palm met her skin. “That’s right,” I growled, leaning down to let my lips graze her ear. “You’re nothing but a desperate little cum-dump for me to use. Say it.”
“I’m your cum-dump,” she whimpered, her voice trembling but filled with eager submission. “I’m your whore, your filthy fucking bitch.”
“Good girl,” I hissed, nipping at her earlobe before straightening to take in the view of her quivering body. My hands traveled to her waist, holding her firmly as I pulled her back onto me with each punishing thrust. Her moans turned into screams, incoherent and primal, as I pushed her limits, my hips slamming against her ass in a brutal rhythm.
“You like being treated like this?” I taunted, my voice dripping with mockery as I brought my hand down on her ass again, the sound sharp and satisfying. “Like the needy little fuck-doll you are? Taking my cock like you were made for it, like a slut born to be bred.”
“Yes!” she howled, her words muffled by the sheets as her head dipped lower, her body trembling under the assault. “Fuck me, ruin me—I’m yours!”
Her submission only made me hungrier, my hands leaving red marks on her hips as I drove into her harder, faster, her cries blending with the wet, obscene sounds of our connection. I felt her body quiver, her walls tightening around me as she neared her breaking point.
“Beg me,” I demanded, pulling her back roughly, making her feel every inch. “Beg me to fill this needy little pussy. Tell me how much you want to be my used-up little whore.”
“Please!” she sobbed, her voice cracking as her body rocked against me. “Please fill me, use me—I’m your slut, your fuck-doll, your little bitch. Do whatever you want to me—I’ll take it all!”
Her words lit a fire in me, the raw desperation in her tone driving me to give her everything she begged for. I leaned down again, one hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back so I could growl into her ear. “You’re fucking perfect,” I hissed, each word punctuated by a punishing thrust. “The perfect little slut, begging to be wrecked. I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”
“You fucking love this, don’t you?” I snarled, slamming into her harder, my hips meeting her with a feral force that echoed through the room. “You love being my little fuck toy, don’t you, Priya? My filthy, cock-hungry slut.”
“Yes!” she cried out, her voice breaking with the force of her moans. “I love it—I’m your slut, your dirty little whore!”
Her words spurred me on, a wicked grin spreading across my face as I brought my hand down sharply on her ass. The loud crack was followed by her yelp, her flesh reddening where my palm met her skin. “That’s right,” I growled, leaning down to let my lips graze her ear. “You’re nothing but a desperate little cum-dump for me to use. Say it.”
“I’m your cum-dump,” she whimpered, her voice trembling but filled with eager submission. “I’m your whore, your filthy fucking bitch.”
“Good girl,” I hissed, nipping at her earlobe before straightening to take in the view of her quivering body. My hands traveled to her waist, holding her firmly as I pulled her back onto me with each punishing thrust. Her moans turned into screams, incoherent and primal, as I pushed her limits, my hips slamming against her ass in a brutal rhythm.
“You like being treated like this?” I taunted, my voice dripping with mockery as I brought my hand down on her ass again, the sound sharp and satisfying. “Like the needy little fuck-doll you are? Taking my cock like you were made for it, like a slut born to be bred.”
“Yes!” she howled, her words muffled by the sheets as her head dipped lower, her body trembling under the assault. “Fuck me, ruin me—I’m yours!”
Her submission only made me hungrier, my hands leaving red marks on her hips as I drove into her harder, faster, her cries blending with the wet, obscene sounds of our connection. I felt her body quiver, her walls tightening around me as she neared her breaking point.
“Beg me,” I demanded, pulling her back roughly, making her feel every inch. “Beg me to fill this needy little pussy. Tell me how much you want to be my used-up little whore.”
“Please!” she sobbed, her voice cracking as her body rocked against me. “Please fill me, use me—I’m your slut, your fuck-doll, your little bitch. Do whatever you want to me—I’ll take it all!”
Her words lit a fire in me, the raw desperation in her tone driving me to give her everything she begged for. I leaned down again, one hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back so I could growl into her ear. “You’re fucking perfect,” I hissed, each word punctuated by a punishing thrust. “The perfect little slut, begging to be wrecked. I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”
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