It only excites her more

The words rang through her head, echoing through her brain that felt swept empty by what was happening to her. She wanted to scream, the shock of the revelation hitting her like a cold shower, but her body didn’t respond. Instead, a powerful shudder surged through her frame, uncontrollably shaking her as bliss fired through her veins.

“Gaaargh!” she gasped breathlessly, unable to get any air into her lungs due to her strained position and the contractions of her body. Kateshi continued to use her pussy, pounding her deeper and deeper into the clouds of pleasure, his hold of her ass and hair keeping her helplessly in position. She was his to use, in front of all these people…

A whimper escaped her lips as the thought only poisoned her brain even further. It mixed with the raw pleasure of the fuck and made it all more intense. They all saw her, knew who she was! This was the biggest humiliation she could ever think of! A violent tremor shook her body as her situation sank in further. Her asshole gripped on to Kateshi’s thumb, milking it.

“Fuuuuuuuck, bitch!” the rapper groaned, finally halting his **** to catch a breath and just enjoying the massage of this slut’s divine pussy around his cock. Gasping, he slowly pulled his finger from her ass, using both hands to spread her cheeks and admire the small gape of her tight sphincter, unknowingly presenting it perfectly to their internet viewership. “You’re fucking shameless!”

Nancy whimpered in response. Without Kateshi’s hand pulling her hair her face was half-buried in the sheets, but she was too blown away by pleasure to do anything about it. Her entire body felt delightfully numb. As she came down from her orgasm she felt utterly smashed, fucked out, but satisfied. With endorphins marinating her brain, she couldn’t even find the strength to worry about being publicly humiliated.

“Ohgoood…” she whined as Kateshi lowered her back to the bed, allowing her to lift her head enough to breathe freely. She needed some rest.

The rapper had other plans, however.

Nancy whimpered as she was grabbed by the throat and then pulled back and upwards, so her back was pressed against Kateshi’s chest. “Nnooo!” she moaned tiredly as he reached below her knees and pulled her legs up. She gasped out as her weight shifted and her own body weight drove her deeper on his thick, tattooed cock, penetrating her deeper than ever. Her eyes opened, automatically finding the lens of the laptop as Kateshi lifted her up, dragging her legs up until her petite body was folded in half with her knees pressing against her tits.

“What are you…?!” she moaned, feeling the thick, round head of his cock press up against her cervix. She reached for his arms, but her fingers lacked any strength and he just ignored her. Her eyes widened as his hand wormed their way out below her knees and reached for her throat, but instead of **** her like she had initially expected, he reached around and linked his fingers behind her neck.

“Urrgh!” she grunted as she was **** into this uncomfortable position, legs framing her tits with her feet pointing at the ceiling, **** to look down by his strong grip.

“Full nelson, nice!” she heard Fletcher, “Great way to finish off a nasty little cumslut like you!”

Nancy stared at the laptop, feeling utterly helpless. She wasn’t quite sure what was happening, but it would likely be degrading. People all over the world would see her humiliated even more. She let out a whining moan at the thought of that.

“Sing for me, you filthy cum dumpster!” she heard Kateshi hiss, right beside her ear.

“Aaaaaaah,” she squeaked, surprised when he stepped back. With how little control she had right now, being carried backwards actually felt terrifying, but he only took a couple of steps before he turned around to face the turned off smart tv. For a second, Nancy was confused before she realized that the dark screen was reflective, working almost like a mirror with the way light fell into the room. She could see herself, the pathetic mess she was turned into. Face smeared with spit, snot, cum and tears, hair a mess, lips swollen and agape. Her tits completely exposed, showing the marks of rough handling with her nipples erect and her pussy was stretched wide on Kateshi’s tattooed cock.

“Fuck…” she whispered as the debauched excitement returned. The internet could see her like this. If she squinted, she could make out the lens behind the darkened glass at the top of the screen. Thousands of people watched her right now, knew who she was… A shudder ran through her body.

“Fuck me!” she hissed, gritting her teeth at the camera, “Fill my little whore twat with your cum! Give it to me!” She let out a groan, a powerful shudder running through her folded body as Kateshi lifted her up, then dropped her back down on his cock. The thug’s fat prick stretched her deeply and she was utterly helpless, a pure masturbatory aid for him as he bounced her on his shaft. Staring into the camera, knowing what the world was seeing right now, she felt a rush of endorphins wash through her body. “Use me like the little slut I am! Fuck my stupid brains out, you bastard! I am just fucking fuckmeat!”

Kateshi growled in raw, wild pleasure. Bouncing the Latina beauty on his cock, he couldn’t help but be amazed how utterly her demeanor had changed. He had turned her into a proper fucktoy, just how a pretty thing like her was supposed to be. Now cooing and moaning she resembled less a person and more a sex-crazed fantasy, making an utter slut out of herself. The idea that she would live with this memory of utter slutty submission, the knowledge that deep within she was just a stupid cumslut, was a huge turn-on for him.

“Yeah! Give me your cum! Make me your little Latina cum dumpster!” Nancy rambled, her eyes rolling deliriously in their sockets. Never in her life had she felt this deliberated. Her entire world was just sex… pure, unadulterated, raw pleasure! In her lust-riddled brain the idea that thousands of people watched her, documented her debauchery, just made her feel even more free! Reaching down, she once more grabbed her thick butt cheeks with both hands and spread them, allowing Kateshi’s dick to penetrate a bit deeper with each rough thrust.

“It feels sooo good!” the pleasure-obsessed detective whined. Blinking, she had to actually concentrate to focus her vision, but she really wanted to watch herself. Her wrecked, destroyed reflection stared back at her via the reflection in the dark screen. Face and hair a mess, eyes half lidded, mouth hanging open, her tits bouncing wildly with each hard thrust up her twat. With her feet high in the air she looked like the bimbo she felt, like a brainless sextoy. Her eyes met the rappers and despite everything she felt herself blush even more. The way he looked at her, with lustful contempt, was how the world was thinking about her after this and she let out a long, drawn-out whimper at the thought. Pleasure and humiliation.

“Dumb bitch!” Kateshi hissed, sweat on his face. He could feel that pulling need building up inside his balls, knowing he was edging closer to the inevitable. Eager to leave her with one more memory, he grunted with exertion as he lifted the woman’s petite frame clean off his cock and held her up in the air.

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“Aaaaah!” Nancy’s shrill moan rang through the microphone as she stared at her own reflection, seeing what the thousands of viewers saw at this moment. Folded in half, she was shown off completely to the camera. Her utterly-used, pink twat gaped open, showing the rough fuck it had endured while she also still spread her cheeks as if presenting her holes to her audience with her wrinkled asshole spread and exposed. She really was the epitome of a dumb slut with her bewildered, gasping face only drawing the point home further.

“Very nice!” Fletcher nodded as Kateshi held the pose for a few seconds more before he dropped Nancy back on his dick. The shameless skank helped by reaching below herself, grabbing the fat cock around the base and aiming it at her cunt as she was lowered before she went right back to spreading her ass as she was pounded, screaming out immediately as Kateshi gave her all he had now, clearly intent on cumming.

Seeing the fruits of his own work, Fletcher couldn’t help but chuckle. Nancy was definitely going to kill him… The internet in its usual cruelty had done its job as not only had the perverts taken a ton of screenshots of the action, but they had actually tagged Nancy’s personal account in them. Instead of the usual mix of empowering feminist messages, documentation of her professional successes and happy pictures with her friends and family, her timeline was now flooded with gifs of her pleasure-twisted orgasm face, short video clips of her screaming her head off and moaning self-depreciating insults as well as close-up pictures of the puckered iris of her asshole. All this was peppered by all kinds of snide, cruel insults. Her reputation was irreparably altered.

On the bed beside him, Nancy’s phone was vibrating furiously as it had been for the last five minutes as Syd and other friends of hers had unsuccessfully attempted to reach her, their persistence giving a firm indication for their reason.

“She’s definitely going to kill me…” Fletcher laughed as Nancy’s eyes rolled once more, the gorgeous detective getting cross-eyed at the sensations as she wailed herself into another orgasm.