The one-thrust-bust is a must!

"No, no! Fuck, please, no!"

You feel him line himself up against your hole as he continues to jack off. "Fuck baby, gonna count down. Five..."

You squirm with everything you have, desperately trying to escape your compulsive bindings. Your legs flat-out refuse to co-operate. You can move your arms, but only in directions which don't obstruct his view of your body, so you can't reach him to push him away.

"Four..."

All you can do is clutch tightly at the sofa, shake your head, and wriggle your torso, making your boobs bounce and jiggle appealingly.

"Three..."

He leans forward, bringing his face up close to yours. He looks like he wants to kiss you, but thinks better of it when you flash your teeth at him menacingly.

"Two..." he's whispering now, between his quickening pants and moans. He places his forehead against yours, and looks you deep in the eye. You can't look away, no matter how much you want to.

"Please," you whisper desperately, "please don't. I'll do anything you want, literally anything, I promise! Just don't do this..."

"O-one..." he continues, his eyes losing focus as he teeters on the brink of his orgasm.

You feel the head start to push inside you. Thick, hot, throbbing, and ready to burst.

Your heartbeat spikes higher than ever. You can barely breathe. You can't let this happen!

"Please, Adrian, stop! I'm begging you, don't do this! You can't! Please, I-"