His weight presses against me. Huge and terrifying. Large fingers dig into my hair, pressing my face in the sheet. Grip so powerful, to keep my back arched, legs apart, and ready for penetration.
I'm terrified. I want to bolt out of the room, but I can't move. I’m trapped. Head dizzy with many questions running through.
Then I feel it. Something hard, veiny, and warm pressing against my slick, dripping entrance.
His manh00d.
Oh God.
I grip the sheet hard. Pain shooting through my spine and spreading to my nerves. It's so big. It feels like I'm stretching with no end. A cry leaves me.
“I can't… stop.”
He didn't. Instead he thrûst in fully. Once. Powerful. And hard.
Pain shoots hard into my system.
For a second, I see darkness. I can't hear my voice, but I know I did scream so l
