He rapes her

He rips her top off from her with no effort, then her hot pants. She’s lying under him with just her boots, gloves and mask. Tears flow openly, she knows what’s going to happen. “..nnoooo..” it hurts to protest with her broken jaw. He kneels down, grinning. He slams a fist into her large right breast. She flings her head back, gritting her teeth through the pain. He leans over, taking the same breast, and bites. The bite draws blood. He swings a fist into her other breast. She can barely make a noise. She is breathless from the pain.

He stands up momentarily. She winces, trying to prepare herself for what other **** he can inflict on her – but she realizes he’s standing just to show her something. He removes his trousers and there between his legs is a monstrous 15 inch monster dick – its girth 3 inches wide. It looks like veiny arm.

He kneels down again, positioning himself between her legs. She attempts to feebly scramble away but even her body can’t withstand the beating she took – she has no energy left to escape.

She can feel it between her legs, then she can feel the head at her pussy lips. Oh God... no... I can’t die like this...

He doesn’t do anything slowly, or gently. He doesn’t try to slide it in bit by bit, or to create lubricant. He simply forces himself in...like a car through a wall... like a bullet into a chest. He pounds into her like a hammer and now she can scream when only moments before she couldn't find the strength. She can scream.

I am barefoot, walking lightly along the grass, across a hilltop...

He breaks straight through her hymen, the large cock filling up, pushing her pussy walls outwards. The cock breaks through her cervix, and in a million years she would never in words be able to describe her pain.

I come to a meadow with sun beams coming through the leaves of the trees. I walk behind one of the trees, like I’m hiding. But I’m not scared – it’s a fun game, and I’m laughing...

The cock is actually inside her uterus. From the outside, blood is leaking around, a circle of blood around his cock, dripping to the floor. His cock is visible inside her belly, a large inhuman looking indentation showing where it is inside her. He thrusts and bangs against her like an animal. Like a dog. The harsh rain pours over them both, soaking them to the core. Her pretty face is covered with muck and scrapes, her curves and breasts are covered with cuts and bruises, and she has never felt more ashamed.

It begins raining lightly, a spring shower, the nightie clings to my skin, my curves and breasts are visible through the material, my long hair is wet and clings to my face and back, and I have never felt more sexy...

With each thrust he bangs against her internal organs. As if that isn’t enough, he jabs a fist into her sides, then straight into the centre of her waist... her internal body is more and more of a train wreck.

He finds me, chasing me from behind the tree. When he catches up with me, we’re both laughing, and we kiss – I drape my arms around his head, running my hands through his soft curly hair, he clings my waist, bringing me closer to him...

She tries in vein to scratch and claw at his back, its clearly not having the slightest effect. She pounds her fists into his back, again in vein. She can hear him clearing his throat, and then he spits on her face. She whimpers pathetically in protest.

He picks her up, standing with her, cock still inside her. He clings her body to him, raising her up and down on his cock. The blood is now lubricant, making each slide into her easier and easier. She yelps in pain with each thrust into her.

We fall on the grass, rolling and laughing again, then I bring him in for another kiss, biting his lower lip softly. I remove his clothes and I was right – his perfectly formed athletic body lies on top of mine. He is some years older than me. A handsome older man. He takes me – we have sex. In the spring rain on the grass. He whispers gently in my ear – “I love you”...

His disgusting face sneers at her, she looks away. The area is rotting like a corpse, the rain pools up into large dirt filled puddles, the abandoned factory looking like some giant decrepit witch in the darkness. “How’s it feel to have your dignity **** from you??” he yells gleefully. “How’s it feel to be a broken down little whore, fucked in the dirt like a dog??”

His cruel words couldn’t come close to how she feels. She feels mentally and physically trashed. “You’re my **** meat”, he says. “My new favourite bitch – the only bitch in the world I can fuck without killing her”. _But you are killing me... _she thinks meekly, her pain wracked body would surely just give up.

If my first time could be like that dream, I don’t think I would ever feel as content...

He throws her to the floor. He begins to cum. It squirts out in litres... gallons... covering the broken girl from head to toe. It sticks to her like glue. Her tear covered face is now covered with thick, inhuman cum. His large balls deplete. Even the hard rain isn’t enough to wash off the cum, her own blood, or her shame.