Troy tortures her

Troy stopped. Buried to the hilt, he stopped his movements, leaving Carrie stranded in her sea of torturous, painful pleasure. That heat was unbearable. The dam was so close to being broken, but Troy just refused to give her that amazing sweet relief.

Carrie whined. “I’m so close baby, MAKE ME CUM MY BRAINS OUT! PLEASE!” She tried to move up and down on his dick on her own, but Troy’s strength far outstripped hers, and she found herself unable to move.

Troy flipped her around, his hands going underneath her legs and linking together over Carrie’s neck. Facing the camera, Carrie in all her naked glory was shown to the camera stuck in a standing full nelson, folded in half by the built man. Her red-faced **** expression was captured clearly on the screen, as she pleaded with Troy to give her the satisfaction.

“Please please please pleaseeeeeeee…” Carrie begged.

“Okay, I will, but you have to do one thing for me first.” Troy said.

“Please! I’ll do anything!”

“Become my slut. Anytime I call you, come running. I’ll give you this cock that you want. Tell me that you’re my slut and your boyfriend is so pathetic and not a match for me. So what’s it gonna be?”

A part of Carrie’s mind realized the implications of the situation. If she gave into his demands, this would no longer be a one-time thing. She’d be locked into her verbal promise, captured clearly on video. Yet… she wanted to cum. So, so badly. It was unbearable.

And it got worse. Troy started rubbing her pussy with his dick, right before insertion. Carrie howled in delirium. It felt so painfully good, but that would never be enough to get anyone off. She needed his raging cock inside her. But to do that, she’d have to compromise her future with you.

In the end…