She reached back. Her chained hands found her own ass. Her fingers — delicate, trembling — gripped her thick cheeks. Pulled them apart. Spread herself. The anal, gaping, was presented. The pussy, hairy and swollen, was visible beneath. Her hands held herself open — the ultimate act of submission, the voluntary offering of her own body for use.
"I need it, Master," she repeated. Her voice cracked. "Please. Fuck me. Use me. I'm your slut. Your breeding cow. Your— Anhgh~!!"
He slammed.
PAAAH!
"AAAAAANGH~!!!"
He started to pound. His hips — divine, muscled, relentless — drove into her. The pace was brutal. Mechanical. The pace of a man who had been fucking for twenty hours and showed no sign of stopping.
Pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah!
"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!! NIEENGH~!! HAAIYAANGH~!!"
