<strong>Victor Orestes, ravaging Beatrice upon the table</strong><br/><br/>Victor was about to lose himself in the primal urges of his body, a groan of pleasure rolling off his parted lips. His eyes had closed in the sweet bless of fucking this little whore against the table. Damn it felt good to be pounding a tight little cunt and making the girl moan like the whore she was. Every time he felt her little cunt getting tighter he only fucked her harder, the toned muscled of his body driving into her without signs of tiring any time soon. He was determined that she was going to be sore when all was said and done.<br/><br/>The words she muttered brought a smile to his face and he opened his eyes, fires burning in his real eye. Suddenly his right hand, the one that had been squeezing her fine ass, lifted and came down hard against her jiggling flesh, the smack filling the room. The feel of her flesh under his hard hands was even more blissful that he had suspected and he knew that one would just not be enough. Slamming into her tight cunt, he brought his hand down against her ass again and again, feeling the flesh welt and burn with the sting of his heavy hand against her pale skin.<br/><br/>Her orgasm didn’t make him relent in the least. Victor could honestly confess that he really didn’t care about her pleasure at the moment. She was his and he had control. The grip of his hand in her hair proved it, keeping her head pulled back so that he could hear every pleasured scream that came from those lips, wanting to make sure that she broadcast to all what a wanton whore she was. When he felt her push on the table to try and move back against him he grabbed her ass and shoved her against it again, demand silently that she submit to him and take his cock willingly. He didn’t need her to move, he didn’t want to her to move. He was going to pound that little pussy until she either collapsed or he finished.<br/><br/>Once he had her back into the position he desired he resumed his spanking, his hand landing heavily upon her ass once again, the reasons a mixture of enjoyment and punishing her for trying to make this about her. A deep growl rolled through him as he looked down at her bouncing form, his smile only growing as he fucked her. He was going to make sure that she never forgot what it was like to be under his control…<br/>