"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" The relentless thudding and desperate moans of a young woman dragged Jenni from sleep.
Her head was still spinning, a foggy haze clouding her vision as she blinked herself awake. Slowly, her eyes began to focus, locking onto the source of the gut-wrenching noise.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" The girl screamed again, her voice trembling with fear. "I c-can't, p-please, n-no more." The poor thing was bent over, tied down tight, her body quivering. A jacked, masked dude was ramming his massive, inhuman cock balls-deep into her pussy, driving all his weight into every savage thrust. He pulled out slow, letting his monstrous length slide out, only to slam it back in.
"No, p-please, pretty p-please!" she begged, tears streaming down her swollen, red cheeks, the fingerprints on her face clear as day.
But the guy? Nah, he wasn't stopping. He got even more brutal. The girl could feel his cock swell inside her, stretching her even more, making the pain unbearable. It was like he was getting off on her suffering, drunk on some twisted, primal high from breaking her down.
As the nightmare played out in front of her, Jenni's mind started to clear. Panic set in as she realized she couldn't move--she was stuck, frozen in terror. Her heart pounded in her chest when she noticed she was tied up too, strapped to an incline table, legs forced apart, her pussy on full display. Some kind of muscle relaxer had her body limp and useless.
The bastard grabbed the girl's waist with his huge hands, almost wrapping around her entire stomach and lower back. It was like she was trapped in a death grip, slammed over and over onto that monster cock. He was fucking her like a madman, pulling all the way out with a slick, wet sound, his fat fingers digging into her gut, pushing her cervix right against his cockhead and flipping her G-spot inside out. Then, with a brutal shove, he drove his cock balls-deep again, ramming through everything, his base as thick as a damn Grey Goose bottle.
Every now and then, the girl's constant low-groan would be interrupted when his giant cock would hit one of her kidneys, making the girl scream in agony, her voice cracking before she broke down sobbing, mumbling shit that didn't even make sense. But the bastard didn't care--her begging just made him go harder.
Suddenly, Jenni noticed something that made her stomach turn--the girl was actually pushing herself against that brutal cock. Every time the guy yanked out, she pushed back as hard as she could, her pussy dripping wet, queefing, squirting juices and cum, even pissing herself on his dick sometimes. She was doing this to herself.
"Is she... enjoying this?" Jenni thought, horrified.