Fuck Her

Your mind is practically screaming for you to turn, run, hide somewhere else. Even if you don't fuck her, her cries will quickly give you away, but that voice gets quieter with each passing moment. You grasp her ass firmly, and follow it up with a sharp smack, eliciting a **** whine from the chained girl.

"What are you waiting for?" She practically pleads.

You unbutton your trousers, and unzip the crotch, and immediately the girl gasps, "Yes! Yes!" A finger goes to her pussy and she jerks needily, causing her whole body to sway within the contraption. She's already dripping, there will be no need for foreplay. That's for the best as your own lust finally overcomes your conscious mind and compels you to drive your cock deep within her. She swings at the perfect height, as if the device were prepared for your coupling. You grunt as you smack against her body, causing her whole form to quiver, then draw back and thrust again, beginning the rhythm to satisfy the feral lust welling up within you.

The swinging woman is unashamed of her pleasure, and cries out with total abandon. Her moans and squeals echo throughout the laboratory. She seems almost tearful at the depths of her satisfaction. The only words that escape her lips through her animalistic need is grunts of "Harder!" "God Yes!" "Don't stop!"

The swinging of the device, is too slow. You want to claim her whole body as your own, and so you grab her thighs and begin pushing and pulling her back onto your cock, using her like an oversized tool for your self-gratification. Every pull is a little harder, every thrust drives a little deeper. Her slit seems impossibly tight, and through the fervor of your passion, you're astounded at your own endurance. A satisfied snarl comes to your lips as you hear her cries climbing in pitch.

In that rapturous moment, the pair of you cum together. Your seed spills into her belly even as she cries out her peak satisfaction. Just as swiftly as you climax, you pass out, descending into a helpless disorientation...