She screamed in true misery until her voice went hoarse, and then she simply whimpered as tears flowed down her face and onto the floor. Her body trembled and shook with every thrust, and she could feel the blood lubricating his member. She didn't try to speak anymore, as she had lost her voice by this time.<br/><br/>At his words, she glared, but quickly winced and yelped as he tore into her deflowered body again and again, making her hate him more with every move he made. He was a sadistic bastard, and she could have gladly watched him die without feeling a bit of sadness.<br/><br/>Her body rubbed against the fancy carpet, making rug burns on her smooth back.