For an instant, the parts of Ashley that were weak protested what he was doing to her.  This made him furious.  He switched on a floodlight and turned it straight down on Chloe, then grabbed her by the hair and crushed his lips into hers, devouring her breath with a furious and commanding kiss.<br/><br/>Pulling her out of the kiss by the hair, he turned her to face his blackberry that he'd started recording the event mid-kiss and whispered into her ear, lips brushing teasingly against the delicate cartilage...  "I just want the whole school to see what a slut you are."  He set the blackberry down out of her reach, counting on it to auto focus as he pulled her back and turned her in his arms so that her back was against his powerful chest.  Reaching across and up, he caught her shirt above one breast and ripped down and across, shredding cotton and polyester like it was tissue paper.<br/><br/>He still had her by the hair so she could struggle, but not escape.  Maddened by lust and power, he popped off Chloe’s bra and filled one hand with her breast, rolling and massaging the silky white orb, pinching and tugging at the dusky pink nipple.<br/><br/>He nipped and sucked at her shoulder as his hands subjected her breasts and nipples to more tantalization than any rape victim should ever have to suffer.<br/><br/>Popping his lips free, he breathed over the wet hicky on her shoulder, “Look at these nips.  All rosy and stiff.  You must be really getting off.”<br/><br/>Tired by now of letting Chloe pound on his hips and sides at will, he grabbed a roll of duct tape and wrapped her wrists together behind her back.<br/><br/>Both hands free now, he popped her jeans open and pushed them down.  Nipping and sucking on the side of her neck, he caught the top of her panties with the other and pulled them up into her pussy, again, and again.<br/><br/>“Your panties are damp, Chloe,” he purred, then nipped at her neck again and ripped her panties off.  Sticking them in his pockets.<br/><br/>Two fingers forced between her legs now and stroked her petals quickly, forcing lubrication to gather for the eminent completing of her defilement.<br/><br/>He tickled and tortured her petals, trying to get her hips to buck, nipping at her neck, speaking vial words in a husky lover’s voice.  His thumb tiltilated her clitoris.<br/><br/>“Nice and slick now.  You’re ready for me, slut.”  He dropped his own pants, then forced her to stay standing, but bend a little at the waist as  his long, fat, round member probed it’s way into the depths of her channel, working slowly at first, but not slowing ‘til he was in to the sheath.  Had that been her cherry he’d pushed through?<br/><br/>“Mmmm…  Tight and wet, slut, you fit me like a glove.”<br/><br/>He started thrusting by drawing nearly all the way back out and slamming in so fast that the clothespins twisted on her nipples as her breasts shot up towards the camera.<br/><br/>“Wet and hot.”<br/><br/>The next thrust was just as long, just as hard.<br/><br/>“Like a glove.”<br/><br/>Then he got to work in earnest, and the only sounds from him in the next few minutes were grunts and wet squishes.  His thickness never flagged, but moved inside of her relentlessly, stroking her most secret spots.  His muscles bulged and ripples, sweat oiling them ‘til they shimmered in the half light that struck his body, though his face was fully in shadow now, leaving only his voice to torment her.<br/><br/>“Good, good…  That’s it, move with me.  You’re falling into the rythmn now.  Can you feel your blood boil?  Can you feel your body tingle?  Can you feel your nipples cut the chill air.  Can you feel the hot wind strike your wet clit, just before my balls.  Can you feel them swell with my seed?  Do you want it inside of you?  Do you need it?<br/><br/>“Here it is, slut.  Take it.”  He growled in triumph and in a final round of lightning fast thrusts gushed his seed deep down Chloe’s channel.