Fingering

One of his fingers enters you. You writhe on the floor half trying to escape his grasp and half trying to fuck yourself with his hand. He curls his finger inside you and you nearly see stars. He chuckles as he teases your g-spot.

“You gave up too quickly. I wanted to have my fun with you.”

You open your mouth to say something but only a moan escapes. As he fingers you his thumb brushes against your clit and the pleasure intensifies inside you. You put your hands up, hoping to push him off you, but your feeble attempt fails on his hard, strong chest.

“That’s it. Fight me.”

You try to kick your legs but only succeed in getting his fingers deeper inside you. One of his hands grabs you around your neck and you feel him tighten his grip.

“You know what comes next, little one. You lose.”

He withdraws his fingers from your pussy and your hips subconsciously follow them, presenting yourself to your assailant. He shifts his grip on your throat and you feel something new at your entrance.