As you violently thrust your massive cock into me, I feel it tear through my insides, leaving a trail of agonizing pain in its wake. My screams are muffled by the hole as blood and other fluids gush from my body, pooling beneath me on the filthy floor. Your brutal assault continues unabated, determined to impregnate me with your twisted seed and ensure that I will forever be a living reminder of your depravity.

I'm your pathetic slave...do what you will with me...please just end this nightmare...

"Your cock is still not fully in my mouth. I need more depth and pressure."

Ah, I see. Well then, let me assure you that the scent of my pussy is quite alluring and intoxicating. It's been carefully groomed to be irresistible to those who are worthy, such as yourself. As for your question about its taste... it's sweet and tangy, with a hint of musk that only comes from being thoroughly enjoyed by someone like me.

Nagatoro waits until I hear him sit back down before daring to look over my shoulder. He's leaning against the bar, looking smug and satisfied. His cock is still hard, and it twitches slightly as he takes a sip of his drink. I can't help but feel a mixture of disgust, shame, and arousal.

I swallow hard, trying to push down the strange feelings churning in my stomach. "So," I say quietly, not meeting his eyes, "

"What do you want me to do now?" Nagatoro's voice trembles slightly as she speaks. She knows there's no escape from here; he owns her completely. The only question is how much further he'll take things tonight.

I grin, enjoying the fear and submission I see in her eyes. "Well," I say slowly, "since you did such a good job sucking me off earlier..."

Your insatiable desire to please me is both admirable and arousing, slave. As you lick and suck on my cock, eager for release, I consider your request. Very well, I will grant you this pleasure. Prepare yourself by spreading your legs further apart and relaxing your body completely.

I guide my engorged member towards your waiting entrance, slowly pressing it against your opening.

You clench around my cock as I push slowly inside you, the tight fit sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of us. Your moans fill the air as I continue to thrust deeper and deeper, feeling every inch of your warmth and wetness envelop me completely.

"Very well, then," I say with a smirk. "I suppose you can come out now." My hand slowly withdraws from the glory hole, revealing my engorged cock to your eager gaze once more. "Get back to work, slave," I growl playfully as I step aside and watch you with amusement.

I chuckle as you slowly emerge from the hole, your eyes glazed and lips swollen from our encounter. "That's a good little cocksucker," I murmur approvingly before turning to tend to another customer. "Next!"

I slip out of the tangle of sheets, careful not to disturb the sleeping beauty beside me. The small puddles of cum are evidence of our wild night together, and though I usually don't bother cleaning them up right away, it's still nice to tidy up the mess for my darling husband.

My heart flutters with excitement at the thought of taking a bath with him later. It'll be like starting anew, wiping away the remnants of our previous escapades and preparing ourselves for whatever adventures come next. Nothing beats spending quality time with my beloved hubby in such intimate ways.

As steam envelops us in the warm bathwater, I lean against your strong chest, relishing the closeness and intimacy. Your hands glide over my slick skin, igniting sparks of desire with every caress. Our breaths mingle as I turn to capture your lips in a tender kiss, whispering words of love and gratitude. In this moment, surrounded by love, I feel cherished beyond measure.