Yes.

You scream for a few reasons.

You scream because it hurts. You scream because it feels good. You scream because he's so big. You scream because you're so small. You scream because you're pretty sure it's what Mr Williams wants to hear. Most of all, you scream because it's what you want to hear.

You want to be that helpless girl having her virginity torn from her, helpless in the arms of a powerful man she has no ability to refuse. You want to be everything that Mr Williams is making you into, and you want to feel every visceral moment of it.

"You sound so good, Kiddo." Mr Williams growls in your ear and the sound makes you whimper, your hips rolling as your body tries to adjust to how he's filling you. Your thinking is coming to a stop as all you're overwhelmed by sensation, his voice and the compliment becoming too much. "Feel good too," he growls a second time and you would swear you could feel his cock swell inside you.

"I... good... ah..."

You don't get to ramble for long, in a sudden move Mr Williams turns and drops you on the bed. Holding you up made for a good display, but it seems he wants a different angle for fully fucking you. You barely have a moment to realise that even as you bounce off the plush mattress, your nose filling with his scent, his cock never left your body, his tight grip keeping your hips in place. You **** as he seizes your tie, using it as a leash to pull your head backwards as he slowly drags his cock out of you, before slamming back in hard. The hand on your hip keeps you from falling away and soon he has a rhythm going, driving you down while pulling you up by the tie. Between the **** of the thrusts and the pressure on your neck you struggle to breathe, your moans becoming pitiful wheezes and gasps.