The jagged pain of him taking her from behind left her a breathless, weakly writhing mess and she bit harder onto the blanket to stifle her shrieks of pain. The worst of it was actually not the feeling of his girthy shaft forcing her wider open than she thought she could go, it was when his hips slammed against her raw bottom. She squealed and shook, trying to simply endure even as hot tears soaked the blanket she had buried her face in. It was a new hell and she thought she might actually die if he did not stop. The sensation of both her snug tunnels wrapped around the two shafts and the smack of his hips against her discolored ass was unbearable.<br/><br/>Just when she thought she could take no more, she felt heat and a slimy wetness flood into her and she knew that he had defiled her body again. Her eyes squeezed shut and sobs rocked her body as the new form of lubrication seemed to only increase his speed as her stretched bottom was made to accept more of his gift. Then he was gone. The closeness of him and the small comfort she had drawn from it taken as well. She felt alone and sullied, especially when the awareness that his seed was dripping from her slightly gaping backside. It was a new humiliation and she sniffled and sobbed.<br/><br/>Zoey let out a small squeak of surprise at the feel of his hand and was shocked more when he simply stroked the length of her spine. It almost forced a moan from her but she stubbornly refused to let it loose. The squeal that echoed in the room when he forcefully drug her forward was not so easily silenced. His praise was genuine and part of her felt happy to receive it but the larger part was focused on the sharp ache in her ass. He had left his mark and she blushed at the thought.<span style="color: indigo">"y-yes Master,"</span>She croaked hoarsely,<span style="color: indigo">"I am glad that I could assist you, even though it hurt." </span>Hurt was a vast understatement but she did not elaborate.<span style="color: indigo">"M-may I remove the toy as well Sir... it hurts?"</span>The words seemed hollow like she did not have much hope that her request would be granted but maybe his mood had improved with his violent use of her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>