Big finale

"It's time, my little slut," I told her. I stood up, letting her legs drop to the floor. I manipulated her unresisting body to lean against a desk, facing away from me.

I pulled her legs apart and **** her to lean over. I casually flipped the skirt up to expose her perky butt. She had standard issue white panties under the skirt, and I yanked them down to her ankles in one motion.

There was almost no fight left in her. She simply whimpered "No, no, please god no."

With one hand on her hips I guided my shaft towards her entrance. Both of us moaned when I made contact. Perhaps there was a little part of her that wasn't wholly opposed to me, as I entered a partly lubricated tunnel that accepted my full length when I pushed inside.

I pulled almost all the way out and, with both hands firmly grasping her waist, drove myself all the way back in. I was rewarded with a gasp. Nessa shifted in my grip. It was a pleasant feeling, as her pussy gyrated around my cock briefly. She moaned and tried to move again. More pleasant sensations, more moans.

I smiled to myself. If she was going to get off on this, then I deserved to as well. I began to thrust regularly. She moaned. I let out my own pleasured grunt. I began to pick up my pace. The slapping noise of our clashing flesh grew louder.

"That's it, that's it. Fuck," I managed to get out, "You're one tight piece of ass."

There was a strangled sob from her that transitioned to a long moan as I sent a particularly deep thrust into her. I seized her long dark hair in my left hand and tanked her head back to look towards me. I saw loathing and fear still in those eyes, but there was more now. Maybe a little desire creeping in.

I wondered what would happen if I claimed here right then. It was hard to think how this sex could get better, but maybe I just wasn't imaginative enough.