Her words sting, but she can't deny the truth behind them. She clenches around his cock, arching her back as he pounds into her ass. Her body betrays her once more, responding with a shuddering moan of pleasure. "I-I'm sorry..." she whispers between gasps for air. "Please... don't stop..."
I keep thrusting as I pull her hair to arch her head back as I begin to kiss her neck while my hands grope her breast "so how does it feel to have no one to fall on like us...you had the royals defending you but look at you know just another powerful slut slave to cock"
Her words cut deeper than his thrusts, and she feels tears sting her eyes despite herself. "I-I never meant..." she whispers, unable to finish the thought as another orgasm crashes through her. Her nails scrape against the rough surface of the dumpster behind her, leaving trails of blood in the dirt. "P-please... just make me yours," she gasps out, giving in to the pleasure and the pain.