Oh Yes!

"Please..." Charlotte breathed the word softly into Mr. Fuller's ear as she felt him press into her. She didn't knew what she wanted, but Mr. Fuller had no doubts. He pressed forward firmly and Charlotte felt her slick gates open as his head pushed its way into her.

Charlotte could not help but remember how she had laid on this bed less than an hour before and fingered herself imagining exactly this. A man claiming her as his captive ****, a woman to be used for his male pleasure whenever he felt the need to sinful release. Feeling his shaft filling her virgin sex was so much better than anything she had ever been able to achieve on her own - God she wanted this!

With his next thrust she felt the stretch of her hymen and moaned a little louder in a mixture of discomfort and anticipation. Mr. Fuller's most forceful thrust yet breached her gate and **** another two or three inches of his hardness into her tight passage. He was impossibly large, so hard so deep ... Charlotte felt her maidenhead torn away by the invading flesh.

Charlotte cried out as Black Brand took her. She tried not to, but he was so big he filled her completely; tearing her delicate flesh and claiming her in a way that no man would ever be able to replicate. After the initial stabbing jolt Charlotte ignored the pain and focused instead on the pleasure that radiated in waves from her core as he pressed deeper and deeper into her. It was hard to imagine that her body could accommodate something the size of his organ, but to her surprise he seemed to fit perfectly. Her legs locked around his back urging him deeper and his unreigned response delighted her in a way that she could not begin to understand.

This blond giant of a man was her family's sworn enemy! He had **** and assaulted her without mercy, binding her and stripping her as she swung helplessly from his dark cavern and then chaining her to his bed so he could take her at his leisure. She knew she should be ashamed of how her weak body had betrayed her, but none of those things mattered anymore. Not even the fading discomfort of his powerful thrusts sliding repeatedly into her tightness mattered, all she cared about was the pleasure she felt building uncontrollably between her opened thighs.

She couldn't stop the mini climaxes that began rocking her body one after the other, each one stronger than the previous orgasm until finally with a primal grunt her captor stiffened and she felt a sudden warmth flooding her core. If there was any justice in the world, Mr. Fuller's life **** would take root in her belly and just as Mary had been publicly shamed by the swelling of her belly everyone who saw her would know that she had been defiled by this passionate highwayman.

"Ooohhh YEEEESSSSSS!" Miss Marlton's final scream jolted Randy from his dreamlike reverie. Her body stiffened under his like an oak timber, but a timber wrapped in the softest and warmest skin he had ever felt and as she came slowly down from her climax he could feel her soften in complete surrender.