She lay on her back, her body, beaten and bruised. He stood above her, his hand covered her mouth and squeezed her cheeks. He thrust his cock deep into her cunt and tears began to drip from her eyes.
He slapped her breast and watched it turn pink. He slapped it again, and then again. She closed her eyes and gripped his wrist, "Please don't stop," she begged.
He knew she battled with demons he would never truly understand. He knew that she would let him do anything he desired to her body. He knew that she could be dangerous for someone who had a sadistic streak like his. He struggled to remain in control of his faculties as he fucked her with everything he had.
"I'm going to cum." His words were ragged as he exhaled forcibly. For a moment he considered filling her womb with his seed, but he knew she had more depraved needs than this.
He held his cock over her navel and stroked it quickly. Her eyes were transfixed on his cock. He closed his eyes and cried out as his seed painted pearlescent stripes across her neck and breasts. He leaned down and kissed her hungrily as his throbbing cock rested against her belly. She cooed happily and rubbed his drying seed into her flesh, happy and content.