Viktor, Bedroom #6 [Viktor, Kara]<br/><br/>The whining and whimpering and tears was always the best part. He got off on using people, and humiliation was a sweet bonus. His cock hardened more with each noise the girl made, and as he pulled it out from his trousers, and begun stroking himself, he could think of nothing other than fucking this bitch until she lay there sobbing and broken.<br/><br/>He grabbed her by the hair again and pushed her head toward him, her lips touching the head of his prick. "Open your mouth," he ordered, and she reluctantly obeyed. The moment she opened her mouth, he was inside, firmly holding her head, and fucking her mouth. "Get it wet, whore... That's right," he said in a hoarse tone. A few minutes of that is all that was needed; that was only the appetizer, he didn't want to be done before the main course.<br/><br/>Viktor drug the girl over to the chair he had previously been sitting in, and bent her over the back side of it, tugging and tearing at her undergarments as he pulled them down and out of the way. His fingers again blazed a trail as the struggling girl lay there, helplessly. His cock soon replaced fingers, rubbing up and down her slit, then with one quick thrust, he was inside her. He stopped and waited for the inevitable gasp they all made when the length of him was fully inside. He covered her mouth, and she cried out into it, as he began to fuck her fast and hard, not giving her body any time at all to adjust to being violated. It didn't take much of this, however, to bring Viktor to orgasm; it had been too long since he was with a woman. With just a few more quick jerky thrusts, Viktor shuddered and stopped, slumping over Kara.<br/><br/>With a sigh, he said in a somewhat shaky voice, "Now. Get out."<br/><br/>