Molly's face twisted in horror, her voice shaking. "No, stop, pull it out! You can't, you can't do this!" Her eyes filled with tears, her innocence shattered. She had planned to save herself for her boyfriend, Sam, but now, in a cold hospital room, David was taking that from her.
David felt something extraordinary. Her pussy was tight, so tight it almost hurt. The slick, wrinkled walls of her vagina mixed with the gripping pressure of her body, making it feel like a perfect fit.
As he pushed in, her body began to adjust, her pussy growing wetter, easing the friction around his thick dick. He leaned down, sucking on Molly's soft, pale breast, his hands roaming her body, teasing her sensitive spots.
He knew how to work a woman's body, hitting the places that made her squirm. Every woman had her unique triggers, but most responded to the same touches. Slowly, Molly's tense muscles relaxed under his careful moves.
To his shock, David realized Molly was a virgin. * A virgin at her age? Unbelievable! * he thought. * This is a rare find. * Her body softened more, and he felt the thin barrier of her hymen, proof of her purity, meant for her future husband. But now, David claimed that role.
Molly sensed it too. She thrashed, begging, "Please, don't ruin me! Don't take my virginity!" But her pleas fell on deaf ears. No man, David thought, would stop now.
"I'm taking your virginity," David growled, kissing her lips hard. With a wicked grin, he thrust forward.
A wet, popping sound echoed, like a cork pulled from a wine bottle. His dick broke through her tight, pink pussy lips, tearing her hymen. Molly groaned in pain, her body stiffening as she felt her virginity slip away.
David paused, stroking her sensitive spots, kissing her cheeks and lips. Their tongues tangled wildly, easing her pain. * She's mine now, * he thought. He wanted her to feel good, so he took his time, not rushing like he might with others.
Soon, Molly's pussy began to move, tightening and pulsing around him. David started thrusting, slow at first, then harder. Her tight, warm pussy gripped him like a vice, each thrust sending shivers up his spine.
The sensation was overwhelming, like sinking into a warm, sucking marsh. Her pussy seemed to pull at him, like a fish sipping water. Molly let out a cry, her heart breaking, but David's relentless rhythm broke through her resistance.
A tingling pleasure spread through her, replacing the pain. Her body betrayed her, craving more. She gasped, her mouth opening, and David's tongue invaded, their saliva mixing as the pleasure grew.
A strange urge hit her, like she needed to pee, but it was something deeper. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Molly's legs, pale and smooth, wrapped around David's hips without her realizing.
Her tight pussy sucked at his dick, pulling him in deeper with every thrust. David pounded her like a machine, his dick sliding in and out of her slick hole. A virgin's pussy was different, tighter than anything he'd felt before. * Nothing beats this, * he thought.
Compared to experienced women, who knew how to please without him moving much, a virgin's tightness was a rare thrill. "Molly, I'm your husband now. You're mine," David said, his voice firm.
With a fragile woman like her, he knew being dominant would seal his control. The pleasure hit like electricity, making his scalp tingle. Her pussy was so good, he could barely breathe.
The sound of his hips smacking her ass rang out, his dick slamming into her swollen core. Molly gasped, her body arching, legs trembling. Her eyes rolled back as her pussy clenched, spraying juices around his dick.
She clung to him, desperate for more, her body chasing the high. Her pussy squeezed so hard it nearly crushed him, the friction pushing him to the edge. After her climax, Molly's eyes were hazy, lost in pleasure.
* This is what sex feels like, * she thought, understanding now why others craved it. Her body still shook, every nerve alive with bliss.
David grinned, lifting her legs onto his shoulders. Molly yelped as the new angle made her pussy grind against him harder. "You're mine, Molly. I'm your husband, and I'll fuck you every day," he said, sucking her painted toes, thrusting even deeper.
Her heart raced, his words and touch burning into her mind. The sound of their bodies echoed, his dark dick sliding in and out of her pale pussy, coated in her thick, white juices. The contrast was stark, her pink lips gripping him tightly, frothy cream pooling around her pussy from the intense fucking.
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Molly lay trembling, her body overwhelmed by pleasure and pain. "I'll take responsibility," David said, his voice thick with excitement. * A virgin is a prize, * he thought. Age didn't matter to him; beauty did, and Molly was stunning.
He moved slowly, letting her feel every inch of his dick stretching her pussy. * Patience with a virgin is key, * he thought. He kissed her lips softly, squeezing her full breasts, their weight perfect in his hands.
Molly shook her head, tears streaking her face. "No, you monster, you ruined me," she sobbed. "It hurts, stop, it's too deep!" But her body betrayed her, her hips twitching, her pussy tightening around him, chasing the pleasure despite her words.
"Stop lying. Your hips are moving," David teased, smirking as he kept thrusting. Her pussy was so tight, every push felt like breaking new ground. The friction was intense, almost too much.
He focused on the feeling, the slick walls of her pussy gripping him. * Fucking a virgin is perfection, * he thought. He needed to mark her, to fill her womb with his seed.
Their bodies slapped together, her pale skin glowing against his. Each thrust made her tremble, her pleasure drowning out her protests. Her scent filled the air, sweat and arousal mixing as her pussy leaked more juices, stained with traces of her virgin blood.
David grabbed her bouncing breasts, squeezing hard, almost bruising them. Molly cried out, "No, stop, I can't take it!" Her head snapped back, veins bulging in her neck as her body shook violently.
Her pussy clamped down, spraying hot juices over his dick, her eyes unfocused, drool slipping from her lips. * She's coming so hard, * David thought, amazed at her reaction. He pushed harder, his own climax building.
He used a mental technique, channeling energy to keep going, sharing it with Molly to heighten her pleasure. "I'm gonna come!" he growled, thrusting faster. His dick swelled, ready to burst.
"No, don't come inside!" Molly begged, shaking her head. "I'll get pregnant, please, not inside!" But David ignored her, slamming into her womb. His dick erupted, hot cum flooding her, hitting her walls with force.
Molly shuddered, her legs locking around him, pulling him deeper as her pussy milked every drop. Her body shook, overwhelmed by the heat of his cum. "Oh, it's so hot!" she gasped, her pussy tightening, her legs wrapping tighter around him.
She passed out, her body still twitching, her pussy pulsing like it wanted more. David closed his eyes, savoring the release. * My power's growing, * he thought, feeling a surge of energy ripple through him, strong enough to crack the walls.
He started thrusting again, determined to reshape her body to fit his. The room filled with the sound of their bodies colliding. Nearby, Olivia snored loudly on another bed, exhausted from her own encounter with David. * She's out cold, * he thought, grinning.
"You're such a slut," David muttered, his body stronger after his breakthrough. His dick churned her pussy, mixing cum and juices into a frothy mess that dripped down to her asshole.
Seeing her tight, pink asshole, David pulled out and pressed his dick against it. Molly woke with a scream, shaking her head. "No, David, not there! That's my asshole!"
"I'm fucking it too," he said, grinning. "Your pussy's mine, and so is your ass. Let's break it in tonight." He pushed, her tight asshole slowly swallowing his dick. The warm, gripping heat was unreal, making his scalp tingle. * Fucking her ass is insane, * he thought, thrusting harder.
Her asshole stretched, the pink ring gripping him tightly, pulsing as he drove deeper. Molly screamed, her voice raw with pain. "It hurts! Oh!" Her slender, swan-like neck arched back, her perfect white teeth biting her red lips.
Her hands gripped David's arms tightly, nails digging into his skin, unable to bear the sensation. The strange feeling of her asshole being stretched by his massive dick made her feel like she needed to shit. A tingling, intense pleasure mixed with pain made her groan, her delicate toes curling, the big toe bending like a crescent moon.
Her asshole was forced open, the tight ring stretched wide, the pink folds smoothed out. David's dick was wrapped in the warm, soft walls of her rectum, slick with natural lubrication. He gasped, the sensation overwhelming. * This is fucking incredible, * he thought.
Molly whimpered, her asshole's violation strange and uncomfortable, yet tinged with pleasure. It wasn't as good as her pussy being fucked, but it was intense in its own way. David sucked on her soft, pale toes, each one perfect and unpainted, a work of art.
He loved her neat, curved toes, clean and tender, driving him wild. "Feels good, doesn't it, you little slut?" David hissed, grinning. "I've already come inside you. Call me husband, or I'll fuck you to death!"
"Oh, husband, please, I can't take it!" Molly sobbed, helpless. "I feel like I'm going to shit! It hurts, husband!" She cried, torn apart by shame and pleasure.
Her body had betrayed her, the earlier orgasm sending her soul soaring. She hated David for raping her, yet felt gratitude for him saving her life, her emotions a tangled mess. David thrust faster, waves of pleasure drowning out the pain in her ass.
His relentless rhythm overwhelmed her. Her pussy dripped, her ass cheeks rippled under his slaps, and her face flushed red, eyes sparkling with delirium. David's steel-hard body had conquered her newly broken-in form.
He lifted Molly, fucking her as he walked through the hospital room. The depraved atmosphere tightened her nerves. His teeth on her toes sent itchy thrills through her, making her wiggle her ass to ease the sensation.
* I'm going to come again, * she thought, panicked. "Husband, I'm coming! Oh, I can't, I'll shit!" she cried. David carried her to the bathroom, pinning her against the wall. He pounded her ass a dozen more times, then pulled out.
Molly's body shook, her pale face glowing with a drunken blush. Her bitten toes curled tight, and a mix of filth and cum sprayed from her ass. Her pussy quivered, squirting a crescent of juice. She'd climaxed so hard she'd lost control.
* Only the wildest women squirt like that, * David thought. * She's perfect for this. * Molly was thrilled and humiliated. The orgasm had been earth-shattering, draining her strength, but shitting and pissing in front of a stranger filled her with unbearable shame.
She couldn't meet David's smug grin. He turned on the shower, washing away the mess. Taking body wash, he cleaned them both, nibbling her earlobe. "Like that? Want me to fuck you again, slut? Call me husband!"
He slapped her ass, leaving red handprints on her pale cheeks, marking her as his. Molly lowered her head, shy. "Yes, husband, it felt good," she whispered.
"Good. Will you let me fuck you again? Be my woman!" David pressed her against the wall, kissing her under the shower's spray, like lovers in the rain. Molly rested her head on his shoulder, her voice soft. "I'll be your woman, husband. I love you."
She kissed him passionately. Once her shame broke, nothing held her back. "Now swear you'll be my sex slave," David said, smirking. "Kneel, look at me, swear, and kiss my toes."
He pinched her chin, pushing her to the floor. The position humiliated her, but Molly didn't care. Losing control earlier had already crushed her pride.
David's mix of gentleness, dominance, and the fact he'd saved her life twisted her feelings. * He's strong. He'll protect me, * she thought. Safety and pleasure were worth submitting to.
Naked, water streaming over her, Molly knelt. Her blonde hair clung to her face, her blue eyes locked on David. Raising her right hand, she spoke solemnly. "I, Molly Harper, swear to be David's sex slave, to serve him as my master, to please him with my body, never to resist or betray him."
She didn't know why she said it. In that moment, under the shower, it felt right, like a spell cast in her weakest moment. If she'd had time to think, her shame might have stopped her. But David had timed it perfectly, catching her when her defenses were down.
[Alert: You have tamed Molly Harper as your sex slave. Sex slaves can provide support but cannot assist in combat.]