War

She coiled her arms and legs around his body preventing him from escaping, but he had no desire to escape. All you could hear was the rhythmic impact of now wet flesh struggling to gain an upper hand. Every time he felt like he was gaining an advantage she would wiggle her hips or move ever so slightly to instantly place him on the defensive. She began loosening her grip and he started noticing a hint of a smirk. "What's wrong bitch? Can't keep up? I'm going to ruin you.". She smiled a crazed toothy grin, "I cannot believe you are still making threats knowing your situation. If I were you I would at least try to run. We both know you cannot keep up with me. Enjoy your last few moments in power because very shortly my turn begins.".

Norton knew she was right, his legs burned, his breathing was labored, and whatever boost of energy he had from his anger has now disappeared. He was now just barely gaining the energy to move his hips. He gritted his teeth, "Fuck you bitch," before his legs finally gave out and he was now just laying on top of her gyrating his hips. She sighed, "awe poor baby, you know if you had not have called me so many terrible names and took such reckless disregard for my body I would not have had to do this, but you did, and I cannot forgive you so easily.". He began to feel a familiar poke pushing his stomach back and slowly headed towards his ribs. It was her penis, he had forgotten about it and now it is growing. He went to push off of her but as soon as he did the penis proceeded to coil around his body then his neck before he was finally able to grab it by the head. Since he was wrapped up in the embrace of her penis and both his hands were holding on for dear life trying to prevent it from going anywhere else he couldn't stop her from rolling them both over and sitting on top. "AHH," She said in an exasperated sigh, "this is where we both belong. Me on top of my new toy. I guess it is my turn now.". She began to slowly grind her hips each time squeezing her inner walls just to show him her real abilities. His words were still angry but also held a bit of fear in them. "What is this bitch, let me go,". He was barely able to get his words out, between her pace, his struggle against her penis, and his already **** exhaustion he was already past his limit. She smirked, and then leaned in looking directly into his eyes. "You will beg for forgiveness, you will hope for me to show restraint, you will cry for me to stop, and you will not receive a sympathetic ear. I am going to grind you over and over. You will be my victim, my ****, and then finally an after thought.". With that she started slamming her body harder and harder while her penis pushed through his hands and straight into his mouth. There was nothing he could do anymore but lie there and take it. His hands left her penis and grabbed her waist trying to hold some glimmer of hope, but it was gone. She was **** him and there was nothing he could do to stop her...