her to strip

Her hands push against your chest, trying to shove you away from her but you keep your grasp on her, not willing to let Carrie wiggle free. By now, her face is a mess of running tears, shame and anger. She just wants to get as far away from you as she can.

"Let go of me!" She cries before a sharp yell comes as you grab hold of her long dark brown hair and yank her brutally to the floor. She falls head first, spinning towards the ground as you snap her body in the air.

Your girlfriend makes quite a loud crash when she crashes into the floor. You hear something crack after the thudding noise, and then hear Carrie screaming, sobbing her eyes out as she clutches her arm.

"Why? Why did you do that?" She askes, not being able to understand how you could be recklessly throwing her around like a rag doll.

Her inquiries are cut short when your foot catches her flat stomach, knocking out every ounce of breath from her lungs. She curves around your foot, her body folding in half from the **** of your punt, giving way as if you'd stabbed her.

"I said to take your clothes off, you stupid bitch!"

Each word is followed by another hard kick as she curls on the ground, doing what little she can to cover herself from your blows. Grunts comef out from both of you and her's are filled with nothing but breathless pain.

"Okay!" She screams, rushing to undress, scared shitless that you might beat her to ****. Your sadistic outburst catches her completely off guard, leaving her unprepared for a monster that she never saw inside of you.

Carrie takes off her clothes, thrembling in fear whilst crying her eyes out. Pained sobs come as she realises that's she stripping for you to viciously **** her.