Diana keeps fucking the cum out of you.

"Stop?! Are you like NNGH slow or sumthin'? I haven't NNF fucked a sissy in MOAN months! Not with all AH those stoopy signs they put up all OOH over the store tellin' everybody NNGH not to let me fuck em or PANT PANT they'd somethin' or other blah blah blah. Oh...by the NNF waysies...I took those AH signs down today." Diana somehow manages to keep up her punishing pace as she prattles on.

You can barely listen to half of the words she is saying and can process even less. Your synapses are sizzling and surging with searing sissygasms and the sweltering shame of feeling a stranger's spunk splatter out of your ass as the shopgurl fucks her first load out of your oozing ass and builds up for the next blast at breakneck speed. You do manage to meekly moan, "Puh puh PANT please stop! My NNG gurlfriend will WHIMPER wonder where AH AAH I've UH GUH gone!"

"No she NNGH won't!" Diana grabs a fistful of your hair and painfully pulls it back. You see a camera staring right down on you and think back to the porn you were too shy to stare at playing on the big screens in the store. "That's right, slut! She's looky lookin' at EEE you right now! I'll bet she's OOH ditsy pointed, but like totes NNG not surprisies. Stupid sissies like you AAH are always just beggy NNGH beg GGGR beggin' to get NNF fucked, then blamin' GROAN inny'cent ol' me for rapin' and pill'aginin' you!"

You struggle to free yourself, but the shopgurl is much bigger and way meaner than you. She effortlessly uses you as a limp little fuck doll, slamming your slender frame on her shaft and flooding your guts again with her sticky seed. You try to at least show how sorry you are, but your face is slack and smiling stupidly, your overdose of orgasms overloading your expressions leaving you looking like a satisfied sissy fuckdoll. You babble helplessly, "Don't...WHIMPER want...OOOOH please...AH AH EEEE stop...UH UH UNGGH GUH someone... YIP YELP SNRRT help"

"Help?! You GRR rilly want someone to SAVE you from NNH me?!" Diana somehow manages to fuck you harder and more hatefully than before, the pain and pleasure of her brutal bludgeoning snapping your sanity and sending you spiraling down as she spits vile invective, "Save YOU?! You OOH lovely dovey this shit, you filthy NNF femmey NNG fairy! I was a stud! Now I'm a cute lil' piece of AH cock candy, and unlike YOU, I can't even cum from NNGG getting fucked! So I'm going to PANT PANT pay back every last load I missed out UH on, and you don't EEEE even have the NNGH de-sin-sissies to OOH hate it!"

The vengeful vixen twists her fistful of your hair and pulls so hard you feel your scalp strain, but her cock is hitting you harder than she ever could and it hurts better and pleases worse than anything she could imagine doing to you. It does manage to jog enough sense in you to scare you half to ****. And you try to pretend that you hate the punitive pounding of your pussy, but your blank, blissed out expression and your body bucking back on her shaft gives you away. You feel just as much a prisoner in your body as she apparently is, unable to resist the pure pleasure of getting grudge fucked just as much as she is unable to enjoy it.

"Fucking NNGH slut! Don't you double dog dare EEE enjoy this MOAN more than me! I was gonna be a top YIP dog! And a stupid sissy like you OOH sold me out and I ended up a bottom YELP bitch! But I'll keep NNF fucking you until you AH hate it! I have more than GRRR enuff cream to fill up a twinkie like youOOOOOOH!" Diana unleashes a third gallon of gurl goo inside you and continues to relentlessly root it out with her rigid rod. Your outfit is sticky and sodden with all of the shameful seed she has fucked into and plunged out of you. You don't know what she is droning on and on about, but you get the sneaking suspicion she deserves worse than she got. You have a sneakier suspicion that you might end up getting worse than that if someone doesn't save you soon.

All hope lost, you reach out to the one person you have no hope of helping you. Then again, she's the only person you can believe in when everything tells you nothing can save you now. "VanessaaaAAAAAAAA! Save MOAN me! Please! I NNF fucked UH UH UNH up! Please PANT PANT save SNNRT me!"

Diana laughs and even the last of her Splenda-sweet, false falsetto sing-song tone drops away to give a peek at the monster hidden behind hidden lacy layers of satin soft bondage. "GAH HAAA HAAAAAAA! Your sissy slutfriend ain't gonna save you! She hates you! Everyone hates you! But no one will ever hate you as much as I do!" She almost makes it sound romantic, and that scares you more than anything. You try to listen of the slapping smacks of her hips hitting your ass and the guttural growls and groans and the squishy splorting spray of your splooshy slit. You almost think you can hear the familiar footsteps of combat boots...