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Home Invasion

... crying out. This seems to bother him because he begins smacking my tits. He is hitting me as hard as he can, trying to get a response out of me. And he succeeds. I reach up to try and stop him and he effortlessly uses one hand to hold both of mine down. He then uses the other to choke me. The choking distracts me from the thrusting, and I begin to writhe below him. My body struggles below his weight as I struggle for breath. I’m about to pass out when I feel him ejaculate inside me. He releases me and gets up off me. I feel relief. “One hole left,” he says, eyeing me up. “N-no,” I object. “You said if I gave you a blowjob...” My pleas fall on deaf ears as he picks me up and carries me to my own bedroom. I don’t go quietly, but it only gets a chuckle out of him. He throws me down on the bed, and that’s when I see his bag is already in there because he reaches in to pull out some rope. I kick him and I actually make contact. “You’re going to regret that,” he promises reaching for my legs. When he’s finished, I’ve been tied spread eagle on the bed. I am face down, and my bottom has been propped up by pillows. Pulling as hard as I can doesn’t allow even an inch of movement. Until this point, I hadn’t cried really. That was before I felt the pain. The pain of the paddle on my ass caused me to scream out, tears immediately falling down my cheeks. He doesn’t hesitate before whacking me again. My leg muscles tremble as I try to get away. I am helpless, unable to move as he paddles ...

... me again. The impact is so hard, I can hear and feel a piece of the paddle break away. But even then he doesn’t stop. I am screaming, and he is laughing. Over, and over again. Paddle after paddle. That is until I pass out from the pain. I awaken moments later with a bucket of water to my face. He tuts at me, and resumes the paddling. Every time I begin to pass out, he dumps more on me. Then he stops. My sobbing has gotten so extreme I can hardly breathe. The bed shifts under his weight as he crawls up behind me. He touches my ass, and I flinch. It stings. I hear him spit again and then his cock is at the entrance to my ass, ready to fuck me yet again. He doesn’t give me the chance to catch my breath before he impales me on his cock. My virgin ass gives under the power of his thrust and he hits home. Nothing could have prepared me for the pain. My entire body clenches, but he just keeps thrusting. Merciless thrusts that leave me crying out. I wish he’d just killed me. Once again, the second my painful screams die out, he causes me more pain. He reaches underneath to pinch my clit. Apparently my painful yelp from that isn’t enough because he’s reached for the paddle again. It connects with my ass, and I am wailing. He goes in, and out. Paddle after paddle. When he finally pulls himself out, I cry in relief. He’s at the top of the bed, cock erect in front of my face. He grabs me by the hair and yanks me up. “Open wide, slut.” I do as I’m told and he face fucks me again. The taste ...