If I don't give she is dislocating my shoulder

"Jeez ehi...stooop!", you beg her in fear, "Grace...let...me..go! You are dislo...dislocating my shoulder!". She doesn't react to your painful outcry and keeps your arm up, starting to rub her wet pussy against your aching shoulder. You keep moaning in pain, whilst she carries on masturbating on your sweaty and trounced body. The experience that you are getting trough is simply upsetting. You have never begged anyone for anything, but now you are ready to do or say whatever she wants to stop that ****. Thankfully, she comes soon enough, thrusting wilding her crotch on you one last time. As soon as she frees your arm, you drag it close, hoping that it is not injured. "Don't worry, it's not even strained", she tells you like reading your mind, "I cannot harm my toy, I need you intact for the rest of the night". "Oh no, Grace...listen, I was wrong, you have overpowered me completely. I give up! I give!", you try to implore, but it's too little and too late. She ignores your pathetic words and holds her legs stiffly around your upper-chest, rending you powerless. From that position, she is free to grope her hands all over your body; pinching and squeezing your balls; spanking your ass, and even popping her nails into your deep hole. The only thing that you can do is whining like a baby as she forces you to admit that you are her whore and that you have no dignity as a man at all. She plays with your mind along with your body, making you feel as a loser dumbass, who has been completely wrecked by a smaller female. "How can a woman fuck with a man like you?", she keeps asking, viciously subjugating your will. This torment lasts for two hours, the longest of your life. This experience will shape your insecurities for the years to come.