upper hand again. Brooke panicked and swept her arm across the marble counter, grabbing at objects to launch at his head, desperate to ward him off. Easily dodging the flying electric razor and bottles of cologne, he grabbed her wrists, twisting them painfully.
“You don’t want to suck it, bitch? That’s fine. I have other ideas for you.” He tossed her to the cold, tiled floor and held her there while she struggled. Removing his belt, he wound one end around his hand slowly.
Forcing Brooke onto all fours, he once again ran his hands over her smooth, soft ass. Raising the belt, he brought it down over her cheeks with punishing force. Brooke screamed at the impact, biting down on her lip. Tasting the blood there, she twisted her head back.
“Please, Milo, stop. I—ahhh!” Milo brought the belt down again on her ass, harder. Enthralled with the red welts raising on her creamy white skin, he continued beating her with the belt until he was breathing heavy from the exertion. Brooke’s screams had dulled to whimpers, tears and snot covering her face.
Letting his pants fall to the floor, Milo grabbed Brooke’s hips and pulled her back up onto her knees. She had slid down onto the floor in a slump sometime during the beating.
“I’m not done with that ass yet, whore.” Stroking his cock a few times, he spit on it and rubbed the tip. Lining it up with her ass, he began to push inside.
Brooke was dazed after the beating, she had lost all sense of where she was and what was happening. Floating up and out of her body seemed to help her cope through the brutal torture, helped to ignore the searing pain of Milo’s belt cutting into her skin. She started to come around when she felt something probing her ass once again, although it wasn’t the belt this time.
Realizing too late what was about to happen, she tried to crawl away, but Milo had her held firmly in place. His sinister laugh made her blood run cold, there was no humanity in him at all. He was worse than Marcus.
“Please—don’t,” her whispered plea went unnoticed as Milo drove his thick cock into her ass with one push. Brooke’s back arched as she screamed from the pain of being torn open. Milo took advantage of her position and buried his hands in her hair, yanking her head back further as he pulled out to drive back in again.
“Fuck your ass is so tight. So warm,” he mumbled as he continued his assault on her. Reaching around, he grabbed one of her nipples, pinching hard.
Brooke wheezed and gasped as she fought to breathe. The pain was excruciating. His balls were slapping against her pussy, adding insult in a depraved situation. The fresh welts were further irritated by his skin rubbing hers as he pounded into her ass. The burn of fire and the feel of him all the way into her stomach was too much. Heaving, she vomited all over the floor in front of her, unable to hold it in.
Milo didn’t stop or care about her pitiful condition. He was lost, heading towards his release. Pulling out of her ass with a small pop , he flipped her onto her back, ignoring the fact that she was now laying in her own vomit. “Gonna fill you with my cum, whore.” His words terrified Brooke. Dear God, no.
Fisting his cock once again, he kneeled between her legs, spreading them when she slammed her knees shut tight. “Let me in, bitch.” Losing his temper he backhanded her across the face, leaving her dazed once again. Covering her body with his, he dragged his tongue along her ear. “I like you compliant like this, girl. It’s such a fucking turn on, knowing you want to fight me.” He sucked on her earlobe and then bit down viciously. “You’re no match for us, though. You’ll never escape.”
Feeling his cock rubbing back and forth along her pussy, Brooke let out a scream. Trying to wiggle to the side, she managed to half roll over before Milo slammed her back down onto the floor.
“Knock it off, girl,” he ordered, as he once again got his cock into
“You don’t want to suck it, bitch? That’s fine. I have other ideas for you.” He tossed her to the cold, tiled floor and held her there while she struggled. Removing his belt, he wound one end around his hand slowly.
Forcing Brooke onto all fours, he once again ran his hands over her smooth, soft ass. Raising the belt, he brought it down over her cheeks with punishing force. Brooke screamed at the impact, biting down on her lip. Tasting the blood there, she twisted her head back.
“Please, Milo, stop. I—ahhh!” Milo brought the belt down again on her ass, harder. Enthralled with the red welts raising on her creamy white skin, he continued beating her with the belt until he was breathing heavy from the exertion. Brooke’s screams had dulled to whimpers, tears and snot covering her face.
Letting his pants fall to the floor, Milo grabbed Brooke’s hips and pulled her back up onto her knees. She had slid down onto the floor in a slump sometime during the beating.
“I’m not done with that ass yet, whore.” Stroking his cock a few times, he spit on it and rubbed the tip. Lining it up with her ass, he began to push inside.
Brooke was dazed after the beating, she had lost all sense of where she was and what was happening. Floating up and out of her body seemed to help her cope through the brutal torture, helped to ignore the searing pain of Milo’s belt cutting into her skin. She started to come around when she felt something probing her ass once again, although it wasn’t the belt this time.
Realizing too late what was about to happen, she tried to crawl away, but Milo had her held firmly in place. His sinister laugh made her blood run cold, there was no humanity in him at all. He was worse than Marcus.
“Please—don’t,” her whispered plea went unnoticed as Milo drove his thick cock into her ass with one push. Brooke’s back arched as she screamed from the pain of being torn open. Milo took advantage of her position and buried his hands in her hair, yanking her head back further as he pulled out to drive back in again.
“Fuck your ass is so tight. So warm,” he mumbled as he continued his assault on her. Reaching around, he grabbed one of her nipples, pinching hard.
Brooke wheezed and gasped as she fought to breathe. The pain was excruciating. His balls were slapping against her pussy, adding insult in a depraved situation. The fresh welts were further irritated by his skin rubbing hers as he pounded into her ass. The burn of fire and the feel of him all the way into her stomach was too much. Heaving, she vomited all over the floor in front of her, unable to hold it in.
Milo didn’t stop or care about her pitiful condition. He was lost, heading towards his release. Pulling out of her ass with a small pop , he flipped her onto her back, ignoring the fact that she was now laying in her own vomit. “Gonna fill you with my cum, whore.” His words terrified Brooke. Dear God, no.
Fisting his cock once again, he kneeled between her legs, spreading them when she slammed her knees shut tight. “Let me in, bitch.” Losing his temper he backhanded her across the face, leaving her dazed once again. Covering her body with his, he dragged his tongue along her ear. “I like you compliant like this, girl. It’s such a fucking turn on, knowing you want to fight me.” He sucked on her earlobe and then bit down viciously. “You’re no match for us, though. You’ll never escape.”
Feeling his cock rubbing back and forth along her pussy, Brooke let out a scream. Trying to wiggle to the side, she managed to half roll over before Milo slammed her back down onto the floor.
“Knock it off, girl,” he ordered, as he once again got his cock into
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