He grabbed her breast.
Milk sprayed the wall.
His cock — 'again', she thought, 'how is it again already' — pressed between her ass cheeks, nudging against the tight ring that had never been touched, and the part of her that had been managing, surviving, processing, finally broke into a single clean cry.
"No— stop— please— not there— I've never—!"
"Don't whine like a woman."
His voice was so calm.
"Now you are just a slave."
PAAAH!
"AAAAAHHH—!!"
Nine inches. One thrust. Virgin ring splitting open around a girth that had no business being there and was there anyway — and her whole body seized, back arching off the wall, the golden hook on her clit swaying and 'tugging' with the arch, compounding the sensation into something that had no clean category between pain and its opposite.
PAH! PAH! PAH!
"HNN~!! AAANGH~!! NOOOO—!!"
He fucked her against the wet wall until the sobs blurred together.
'I don't know him. I don't know this man. This is a stranger's cock in my—'
