Bartender comes in

Just then, the bartender comes in, his eyes widening in shock as he takes in the sight of you lying on the bathroom floor, your clothes torn and your body bruised. "What the hell happened to you?" he asks, rushing over to your side.

You try to speak, but your voice is hoarse, and you can only manage a whimper. The bartender's face brightens seeing his luck. "Can you move," he asks. He chcukles and starts to strip down, revealing his muscular build. You watch him with a mix of fear and confusion.

"What are you doing?" you manage to croak out.

"Just relax, sweetheart," he says, his voice dripping with a false sense of comfort. "I'm going to take care of you."

He approaches you, his cock already hard and ready. You try to push him away, but your body is still weak and unresponsive. He grabs your arms, holding you down as he thrusts himself inside of you. You cry out in pain, but the bartender doesn't seem to care.

Instead, he becomes more aggressive, his movements becoming more forceful and erratic.

"Stop, please stop!" you scream, but your voice is barely audible. Your throat is sore from the earlier ****, and your body feels like it's been put through a meat grinder.

But the bartender doesn't listen. He continues to thrust himself inside of you, his grunts and moans echoing through the bathroom. You feel like you're going to be sick, but you can't move. Your body feels like it's been paralyzed, and you're trapped beneath him.

You scream out again, and he smacks you.

The pain from the slap radiates through your face, making your eyes water. You try to turn your head, but he holds your face firm, his grip like a vice. He laughs, enjoying your pain, and the sound sends shivers down your spine. His thrusts become more aggressive, and you feel like you're being ripped apart. You try to push him away, but your arms are weak and unresponsive. He's too strong, and you're trapped beneath him.

The bartender's face is twisted in a mixture of pleasure and cruelty, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic intensity. He's enjoying your suffering, and it's clear that he's not going to stop until he's satisfied.

You try to push him away, but your arms are weak and unresponsive. He's too strong, and you're trapped beneath him.

As he continues to thrust himself inside of you, you feel a wave of nausea wash over you. Your body is screaming in agony, and your mind is numb with shock. You're not sure how much more you can take.

Suddenly, the bartender's movements become more frantic, his breathing quickening as he approaches climax. You feel a surge of horror as you realize what's about to happen.

With a final, brutal thrust, the bartender cums inside you, his hot semen flooding your battered body.

He lays on top of you, panting heavily, and says with a twisted smile, "This will be a fun night for me at least." You feel his weight on top of you, suffocating you, and your body aches with pain. Your mind is in a daze, and you can't believe what just happened.

The bartender's body is still pressed against yours, and you can feel his hot breath on your neck. You want to push him away, but your arms are still weak and unresponsive. You try to scream, but your voice is barely audible.