Side chapter: What happened after you left?

The sound of footsteps scurrying away from the door was faint, but Abigail heard it. A triumphant, predatory smirk spread across her face, a flash of pure, unadulterated power in her eyes. But just as quickly, Darnell’s next hard thrust stole her breath and sent her spiraling back into the deep abyss of pleasure.

Darnell, lost in his own primal rhythm, didn’t notice the audience the two of them had. He just felt her tighten around him, heard her cries become more frantic, and it drove him wild. “That’s it, my little snow bunny! Scream for me! Let everyone in this fucking house know who owns this fucking ass pussy!”

He released her hair, his massive hands gripping her waist to leverage an even deeper, more punishing series of strokes. The new angle made Abigail see stars. Her body went limp in his grip, her face pressing into the mattress as she surrendered completely to the overwhelming sensation of being dominated by such a man. Her moans were now muffled by the bedding, constant and animalistic.

“Fuuuck... you take it so god damn good,” Darnell growled, his voice a low rumble of pure satisfaction. He watched his thick, dark cock disappear into her pale, stretched hole, a sight that never failed to fill him with a sense of righteous ownership. “God I love how this pussy was made for me. And that fucking ass was built for Big Black Cock. I know that you will never want anything else.”

Abigail managed to make a small sound of agreement, her hands clawing uselessly at the sheets. She tried to form words, but all that came out was a series of high-pitched, broken whimpers. Her own useless white cocklet, locked away in its tiny, flat cage, was leaking steadily, a pathetic testament to the pleasure ripping through her body. It was the only part of her that was truly hers, and it was a source of constant, delicious humiliation. She loved it.

Darnell leaned over her, his massive dark chest covering her back, his hot breath on her ear. “I’m gonna fill you up, baby. I’m gonna pump this tight white ass so full of my cum, you’ll be dripping for a week. You want that, don’t you? You want my potent Black seed?”

“Yes! Yes! Please, Daddy! Fill me up! Breed me!” she sobbed, the words torn from her throat. “Mark me as yours forever! God I wish I could get pregnant!”

With a final, brutal roar, Darnell slammed into her one last time, his body going rigid as he erupted. Abigail felt the hot, powerful spurts deep inside her, and it triggered her own shattering orgasm. Her entire body convulsed, a wave of ecstasy so intense it was almost painful, washing over her and leaving her a trembling, spent mess on the bed.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was their combined, ragged breathing. Darnell stayed inside her, his weight a comforting, possessive blanket. He slowly softened, and with a wet, sucking sound, he finally pulled out.

He looked down at her, a smug, satisfied grin on his face. His cum was already starting to leak from her gaping, well-fucked hole, trickling down her thigh. “Look at that,” he rumbled, reaching down to scoop some up with his finger. He brought it to her lips. “Clean it off.”

Abigail eagerly opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick his finger clean, her eyes locked on his, full of adoration and utter devotion. She was his. Completely.

“Good girl,” Darnell said, his voice softening. He picked up Abigail's butt plug from the side of the bed and pushed it back into her still gaping and leaking hole, making sure that most of his big load stays inside of her. She let out a small moan as she felt it slide into her and her asshole closed around the intruder, sealing it.

He lay down beside her, pulling her trembling body into his arms. He kissed her forehead softly, a surprisingly tender gesture after the brutal fucking session. “My perfect snow bunny...”