A few days later

Nancy gave a throaty gasp, her world spinning with wild, primal pleasure. The thick, hot cock spread her folds wide, stretching her delicate pussy open and plundering her hole. She was just a fuck toy right now, everything else relegated to the background.

A hand grabbed her scalp. Hard, calloused fingers dug into her silky hair, taking a firm hold before roughly, decisively pulling her head back forcing her to arch her back and expose her throat, eliciting another feminine whimper. Instinctively, her pussy pushed back, towards the rough man behind her, offering herself up for him to fuck her even deeper. Her voice was feverish, moaning and whimpering, as she felt the smooth, rounded tip of his cock deep inside her, filling her so well.

A smacking sound filled the air, harsh and loud like the crack of a whip and Nancy let out a shriek as intense, stinging pain spread out from her raised butt where she had been hit. The cry quickly turned into a moan as the pain turned into pleasure, her lips quivering with pleasure. She almost expected a second spank, braced for it even, but instead the man’s free hand came up to her throat. She shivered as the rugged, strong digits slid across her soft, warm skin, the feeling of submissiveness as he toyed with her **** area gave her a heady rush. His fingers strayed for a second, almost gently sliding back and forth before he tightened his grip. Flinching, Nancy heard herself give a gargling sound as her windpipe was slightly compressed, hindering her breathing as the man’s finger tips dug into the sides of her petite neck. Finding her carotid arteries with ease, he applied pressure. She felt the impact immediately as the bloodflow to her brain was reduced, the rush hitting her mind with a ferocity that played deliciously into the concert of sensations she was currently experiencing.

A growl from behind her and the man increased his pace, pounding her harder, mercilessly. A hand in her hair, a hand around her throat he was in complete control, holding her in position as he fucked her from behind. Like a slut.

Her screams were hoarse. Distorted by the strong grip at her neck, her cries of pleasure took on a feverish quality as she was ridden hard, basking in the glory of the rough sex. Her eyes closed, squeezing shut as her face turned into a mask of pleasure, sensing what was about to come, what was building inside her body. She was incredibly wet, her womanly essence allowing this man’s fat prick to slide easily in and out, the heavy balls swinging and smacking her sensitive clit with every thrust, steadily driving her closer to her release.

The loud smacking sounds of his hips against her ass became deafening, supplemented by his primal groans and her increasingly high-pitched yelps. Her entire world was shaking. Her eyes rolled back into her skull, lips deforming to a cry of ecstasy…