A "Home Alone" Type of Night [Hapto x Full~Pride]

[Full~Pride]

Ah... I detect the hint of a female nearby, I'd better scale the home... a lingering entity thought, only thinking because it had no true vocal chords. It's wet, thick 'hands' had helped it scale the home, peeking in every window carefully, trying to locate it's target. Wait... I also smell a male... and a female? Interesting catch... The being further thought, being a true pervert. It's true form yet unknown to anyone, it continued up on the walls of the home's exterior, nearing closer and closer to it's target.

(It can't talk, so only telepathy type stuff can let you communicate with it, but it won't be very useful, since it's mind is sex-driven, lol)

 

[Hapto]

The bathroom door opens as Allmy enters.

The bath waits ready before her, the taps turning off as her gaze falls on them. Her silk nightgown falls off her pale skin, past her shoulders and slender arms, brushing over the gentle curve of her breasts and caressing the line of her back before falling around her long legs, revealing a male organ hanging before her female one. She often wonders if she should be ashamed of her body, if it was something she was born with or just another effect of the tests she escaped from so long ago. She draws her mind from dark memories, unclasping her black hair to let it fall down her back as she steps into the steaming warm water, sliding her body down into it's embrace.

She eases her head back, her eyes closed as she relaxes into it, her full lips smiling at the sensation. At this time of night the thoughts and emotions of the people nearby are all hushed by sleep, allowing her a moment to her own thoughtlessness. She tilts her head towards the door, it slowly easing shut, the light switch turning off as the candles around the tub flicker to life. She snuggles back into the blissful peace.

Then she feels something. Incredibly strong, a mind without real thought, just desire. Desire for sex, for a victim to hold and to have and to please intensely and endlessly. And as it smells her - desire for her. To find her female scent and male scent. To make her feel good. All these desires she feels, all spreading throughout her own body, her heart thumping and breaths gasping, her nipples and pussy tingling beneath the water's surface as her cock starts to rise upwards. Is this a dream? Can such a mind really exist. Either way, she feels the sensations grow stronger, as the creature draws closer.

 

[Full~Pride]

The creature moves closer, opening the window a small crack to creep in. What a magnificent cock! Ripe for the taking! The creature thought to itself, climbing itself into the bath. It was blue, and compacted into the shape of tentacles without the suction cups, bearing the appearance of cocks on some, and mouths on the others. The creature was fascinated by her cock, and body structure, ready to let itself go on her body.

The mouths surrounded her cock, most of them licking the shaft and balls, some of them sucking on the balls. The other mouth took the futa's cock deep in their mouth, their seemingly endless tongue taking it deep in, stopping at a certain point to give the futa's shaft enough space to be licked at. What a tasty cock she has... so healthy, and delicious... The creature thought as it's many mouths dominated the female's cock. As the mouth sucked on the cock, the ones licking the shaft moved to allow that mouth to suck farther on the cock, moving towards the breasts. The mouths sucked on her nipples, licking all over her breasts, trying to really settle this lust. This was only the beginning.

The tentacles shaped like cocks awaited orders from the creature's sex-driven mind, positioning themselves near her ass, pussy, and mouth, possibly putting more than one in each hole. It hadn't decided yet. It was going to feed this futa all of it's seeds, and make it feel like it never felt before.

 

[Hapto]

Before anything even happens she's left gasping desperately in the bath, her wet breasts rising out of the water with each sharp breath as her back arches her upwards. What is this feeling? It must be a dream for her to feel a mind of so much lust and desire, all washing over her, sending waves of lust all over her wet and sensitive skin.

Suddenly she feels it see her cock, admiring it, its desire's focusing on it. She falls back into the bath panting, her cock only semi-erect but already so sensitive, just the feeling of the water's flow brushing around her foreskin making her feel good, want more. Her eyes are still closed, so all she hears is a quiet splash.

She feels her own hands on herself, surrounding her cock, her fingers feeling like warm wet tongues under the water as they brush along her semi-hard shaft, lick her balls, cupping them and feeling like sucking. Her entire back arches against the intense sensation, raising her out of the water again, feeling the incredible pleasure of her balls being licked and tugged and sucked, making her cock grow fully erect, the skin tightening and becoming more responsive as she feels the length of her shaft being licked up and down and all along it's sensitive underside to make her want to cum badly. She can't believe how good it feels, so much better than when she usually touches herself, as she drowns in desire for her own body.

She gasps as she feels her fingers lick the very end of her foreskin, her breath shaking with delight as she feels wet skin slowly cupping around her covered glans, pressing in, sucking on her skin and tugging it over her cock's sensitive head. What feels like a tongue starts rolling over her sucked on skin, making her cringe through a shaking gasp every time it brushes over the most sensitive top of her head, round and round and round, becoming even more intense as her covered glans grow larger, the ridge of their base flaring outwards through her skin. Her whole body tenses with her sharp cry as she feels its wet sucking lips pop over the ridge of her covered glans, her body shaking and moaning as the tip of it's tongue presses her wet foreskin round and round the sensitive base and as the rest of it circles around her entire sucked head.

It all feels so amazing, the sensations on her cock's head sending waves of pleasure down the length of her shaft growing harder and harder as it's licked and stroked and throbbing with every suck on her balls. She wishes she had more fingers to spare, her pussy lips and clitoris and anus all yearning for the same licking and sucking that's melting her cock in pleasure. She relaxes a little, pouting slightly as her cock's shaft gets a momentary reprieve before she feels one hand glide up to her breasts, licking all over them, squeezing them, licking and sucking on her nipples as they rise and fall with her hot labored breaths. She feels so good, her own hands gripping her head through her wet hair as her whole body is licked and sucked and warm, smooth, firm tips prod against her holes and mouth.

Her eyes fly open, solid black with glowing yellow irises now fixed in a sudden fear as she looks down, seeing the blue creature working on her and reaching tentacles out to her. Her mind reacts instinctively, a wave crashing through the water as the creature is sent flying back off her and into the wall, falling away from a small splatter of dark blue blood. That's the last she sees, left half standing above the bath recoiled against the opposite wall, the water and force wave blowing out all the candles, leaving her in darkness.

She should still be able to see it with her mind, or relight the candles to find and end it, but she can't focus. Her raging hard-on and pulsing pussy drawing her mind to them, her own desire mixed with the creature's incredible want for her body continuing to cloud her mind, denying her the control she needs to defend herself. She tries to concentrate, draw her mind away from her own sensitive and yearning body. But it's already too late.

 

[Full~Pride]

The creature was cut off by some sort of telepathic wave, appearing to be badly hurt even in the darkness that the telepath had caused on her own. However, if she could see it, she would notice it's body automatically healing itself, every single tentacle seeming to instantly heal from it's wounds. It's scent could tell as soon as it arrived, this woman has been in the heat likely a lowly female dog, the creature grinning on the inside as it snapped it's tentacles back at her. Several wrapped around her legs, the ends being mouths that licked at her wet, sweaty body, taking in all of the intoxicating, yet adoring aromas. More went at her arms, doing the same thing as with the legs, licking and sucking on her sweaty skin that hasn't been fully taken care of in the bath.

The other tentacles stuck near her pussy, cock, ass, and mouth, wanting to hear her pleasure-filled sounds before going in. The creature was very mean, and wanted to make her become slutty; it wanted her to beg, and admit she was a slut, screaming to put the cocks in. If not, it would simply start going slowly against her genitals, putting a cock(s) in her mouth when her moans became too loud.

 

[Hapto]

She's still half standing when the tentacles strike, snapping around her wrists and ankles and driving them back into the wall. Her arms are stretched out behind her sides, her legs bent but spread apart as she'd forced to stay half squatting, leaning forward, her entire wet and sensitive body left exposed.

She's panting so hard, unable to focus on anything but herself, the warm air brushing against her skin, kissing her hard nipples, her wet anus, her throbbing pussy and balls and her painfully hard and constantly twitching cock. But she has to try, her yellow eyes flashing in the darkness as she sends a wave of force down the bath, nowhere near as strong as before as it crashes past the secured tentacles harmlessly. She focuses hard, the three tentacles around each of her limbs forced to uncoil slightly, shaking with their own strength as they hover a centimetre away from her skin. It's working, just a little more. She feels their wet tongues on her skin, brushing against her wrists and calves. Her focus shatters, her skin jolting with pleasure as the tentacles coil around her tighter, the spots where their tongues rest sending jolts of pleasure down her shaking arms and legs. They start to advance.

Her whole body tenses and writhes as the tentacles slowly coil down her limbs, licking as they go. She gasps every time they lick past the undersides of her forearms, crying sharply as the inside of her elbows explode with pleasure. They stay on the erogenous zone as on each arm a second and third tentacle advances, spiralling as they lick around her upperarm, closer and closer to her armpits, her shoulders rising higher and higher as if trying to escape her own tightly bound arms as the tentacles get closer and closer. Just before they reach they stop, hovering over her hot scent a moment, then strike. She screams, throwing her shoulders back, bucking up against the overwhelming sensation of the tongues licking around her armpits and elbows as her bound arms spasm against her firmly arched back. She feels no lessening of the pleasure drowning her arms as the third tentacles keep going, licking down her sides, over her ribs, carefully licking around the edges of her breasts, over the soft firm skin rising and falling with her quick heavy breaths. Their tongues spiral over her breasts, drenching her smooth skin with pleasure as they get closer and closer to her aching nipples. She clenches her teeth, trying to brace herself... but they don’t attack, instead licking around just past her areola, the tentacles softly squeezing her breasts, making everything feel good except the most sensitive parts, just making them ache more and more as the rest of her breasts are teased. What was it doing?

Her entire body starts to rise against the tentacles licking around her calves, spiralling up her legs, her calves spasming her upwards as two tongues sink into the back of her knees, the rest continuing on, one pair very slowly spiralling around the ends of her thighs, leaving enough room for the other pair to lick underneath them. On both legs a set of tentacles go to work, one slowly licking around and around her thigh as it advances higher, the other licking the most sensitive skin of her inner thigh higher and higher with the other, up and down, inching closer and closer to her groin every time, every thrust sending a wave of pleasure and anticipation up and into her hot centre, every peak stronger than the last as the tongues thrust closer and closer. By the time their thrusts reach an inch from the base of her thighs, the spiralling tongues join in, licking up and down her whole inner thighs in tandem with the others to send redoubled waves of pleasure into her tensing groin and bucking hips. Her head is thrust back, lips gasping as she feels it get worse, more tongues appearing near her groin, licking down the sensitive crease at the base of her thighs, still others licking up and down the skin on the sides of her pussy, brushing the skin around her clitoris, around the edges of her balls, the base of her cock, down the small of her back and between her cheeks right up to beside her anus, another reaching it from the other side before licking up to just below her pussy, never touching either. None of them were touching her properly, getting closer, mere millimetres away, making her even more sensitive, her anus and pussy and cock all throbbing madly as the tongues lick all around them, the mere brush of the air as her hips buck into it almost enough to be a sensation. But not enough, the secondary sensations of the tongues tugging on the skin around her wet pink pussy lips to open them up again and again and tugging the skin over her clitoris up and down all just making it worse, making her desperate to feel more.

So can’t believe how much she wants it, her eyes closed as her head is thrust back moaning in each gasp of air. But she doesn’t dare admit it, even if her entire body is desperate to have it. She desperately tries to hold onto her pride, determined not to give in to the incredible teasing this creature is forcing on her, her entire arms drenched in pleasure, her breasts squeezed and wet around her aching nipples, her legs tensing with the sensations and her hips bucking with each thrust of the tongues down her inner thigh as the tongues lick all around her groin and surround all her most sensitive spot in wet warm pleasure, everything feeling so good, but still not enough, her bucking hips almost trying to fuck the air as the continually mounting pleasure and desire of all the tongues licking all around her everything drives her mad with desperation.

 

[Full~Pride]

The creature was positively overjoyed by her reaction, and kept it's tight hold on her. The girl was broken now, and could not fight it efficiently to escape it's power. It would chain her down, and keep her barely sane thanks to the tongues. The sensitivity was the main weapon, as it clouded her mind, and kept her trapped in her own pleasure. Now, it was the creature's turn to act.

A tentacle with a mouth want to the head of the futa's cock, licking it slowly like it was some sort of lollipop. It kept itself at a steady, slow pace as ordered by it's main-brain. It went slow to try and build the girl's pleasure, wanting her to demand it, her desires to lurk in her head for minutes on end until she flailed for the cocks to penetrate her to the deepest of her holes. It only licked the head, sometimes licking inside the hole of the cock, trying to send mixed pleasures from having that area licked.

Multiple Cock Tentacles surrounded her body, raising their cocks in angles at the futa like a firing squad in a cemetary. They willingly released shoots of semen on her body, marking it, hoping it would increase her desire with all this semen of the tentacles' on her body. However, this was only the beginning of the amount of semen that would be in and on the futa, as much more would be put in the futa's pussy and asshole. How long can you resist what you know you want? It asked the telepath through it's thoughts, which it knew could be read by now.

 

[Hapto]

She's still bucking and thrusting against the full body teasing as she feels it, like an electric jolt on the end of her penis. Her lungs shake as she recoils back, and again as she feels it twice, an explosion of pleasure on the end of her foreskin sending waves of it into her body as she feels a tongue lick only the very tip of her skin, sliding just onto the underside of her covered head. As soon as she realizes it her body thrusts forward against her will, trying to sink into more pleasure, but the tongue moves back with her, her whole body shaking as despite it the tongue very slowly slides onto the underside of just her head.

She throws herself into a long, screaming moan as it starts dragging it's tongue around her covered head, punctuated by her whole body spasming every other second as it licks over the top, even the sensation of her skin being very slowly licked and slid around her pre-soaked and throbing head feeling so good, but still not enough.

Her moans peak as it licks just inside, a wave of pleasure pulsing down her head and shaft with each tiny lick of only her cumslit, the wet tongue slowly prodding at it, opening it ever so slightly, each time reminding her how empty her pussy and arse feel as the tongues continue to lick all around them, yet more tongues appearing to wetly pull and tug around the edges of her skin. She feels her wet anus popping open and closed and open while the sensitive skin itself remains as unlicked as her entire drenched pussy, the lips sliding over themselves as her pussy opens and closes and opens, her pussy and anus continually opened to let in nothing, endlessly penetrated by nothing at all, every empty thrust reminding her how hollow she feels.

The tongue returns to slowly circling round her cock's head, and no matter how hard and suddenly her body thrusts towards it or how hard her whole cock twitches and throbs with the desire to cum, the tongue stays perfectly in place, slowly licking around and around, refusing even to peel her foreskin and drown her in more unsatisfying pleasure and utterly refusing to touch any part of her shaft all begging for the attention that would make her cum. Just licking around and around and around, never stopping, never getting faster, her whole body moaning in pleasure that isn't enough.

Suddenly she feels warm liquid splashing all over her. She realizes what it is, writhing against it, feeling disgusted, her mind having barely the strength left to repel just the liquid off her skin. But not all of it. A few drops remain between the coiled tentacles squeezing breasts, the liquid turning transparent, making her skin start aching beneath them, feeling even more, starting to feel as sensitive as the skin of her pussy. The tentacles massaging her breasts suddenly move, spreading the drops over her entire soft skin. Her back is nearly thrown out as she arches higher against it, as if trying to lift her own breasts off her as they're massaged and squeezed and licked mercilessly, feeling like someone is giving her head over her entire skin except her throbbing nipples.

Then the worst happens. It's not her hearing it's voice in her mind, mocking her, insisting it's won - it's the connection the voice creates, leaving her suddenly feeling not just the creature's desire, but the creature, her tongue feeling the sensation of licking her own skin, her soft breasts, her thighs, around her groin, licking slowly around her own wet head. Her tongue is spiraling into the air unconsciously, until the connection ends with it's words, leaving her hating herself for giving in even for a moment.

But the creature's words still echo in her mind, mocking her. She tries to shield her own mind against fully connecting as she thinks: You... won't... win, her thoughts punctuating by the tongue rolling over the top of her head. You... won't... last... More... impatient... than...... me... she screams, falling forward as it massages her breasts harder, as if to disprove the falsity of her thoughts. She musters every last shred of her dignity into the tought: I won't beg! The last word cracks as the tongue prods her cumslit again, sending another wave through her pleasure drowned and wanting body.

 

[Full~Pride]

The tentacle creature exited from the radius of the area of the circle which covered the girl, ceasing the licking of the cock. It perked itself, still binding her, but leaving her untouched otherwise. It wanted to make her scream, moan, and yell out in insanity for it to fuck her till her heart died out of stamina and energy. If she didn't act soon, it considered possibly killing her, or other things. She was too weak to defend herself, so this task would be very easy if it choosed to do so. Do you know what I'm planning to do to you? The creature asked the futanari telepathically.

With every passing second, the tentacles inched closer to her, the mouths closed, and the cocks hardened in their tentacle state that they rarely seemed to be without.

 

[Hapto]

Her entire body collapses in the tentacle's hold. Everything stops, her every muscle stopping tensing, leaving her again half standing, bound arms behind her, leaning forward, everything tired and aching.

Her cock is still so hard, her entire body so wet and sensitive. And now there's nothing, no touching, no teasing, just an unbearable nothing.

She hear's it's voice in her head, it's thoughts of every way it's wants to fuck her filling her completely.

Yes, she answers, I know, but -. She doesn't even have the energy to think fained defiance anymore.

She can feel the tentacles and tongues near her body, tongues licking the air around her cock and breast, their cocks inching closer to her pussy and ass both so unbearable empty, achingly sensitive on the outside and unbearably hollow on the inside. And she doesn't have the energy to move towards them. She can't do anything but feel the orgasms trapped so expertly trapped deep inside her, now left to consumer her.

A tear escapes her, as she thinks, barely a whisper: please.

 

[Full~Pride]

The creature smirked, glad that she finally broke down into the common slut she was. It's mouth went deep down with her cock, sucking roughly on it, however, at the expense of another cock keeping itself knotted on the shaft, near her testicles, preventing her orgasm. The pussy went untouched, but mouths went to suck on her nipples, biting on them to instill pleasure. Now, leaving her unable to have an orgasm, it would smile to itself - if it had a face - and hovered over her ass and pussy. It would eventually go rougher, but that was all for now. It simply wanted to let it build, and deny her the orgasm she badly wants to let out.

 

[Hapto]

A desperate scream grips her whole tensed body as the mouth finally envelops her cock. Her entire sensitive length is suddenly thrust into the tight wet tentacle all the way to the base in one incredible moment, feeling so good she could cum right then, her cock's head twitching against the tight wet skin with the orgasm she can't have. The cock wrapped tightly around the base of hers makes it impossible. But it's over now, she pants, her body relaxing, the impossible pleasure of the thrust over.

Her back is suddenly full arched, thrusting her cock into the tentacle's embrace as it starts sucking on her. Her lungs are frozen in her fully tensed body, it feels so incredible, the flesh stretching with the suction, it's soft, warm wet skin tightening around hers as it slides over her length without letting go of even a millimeter of her. She feels like her whole cock is completely trapped inside the slowly moving skin of a pussy that keeps getting tighter and tighter, as it brushes and sucks the pleasure over her tensing head. She can feel the suction strongest on her glans, pulling on her cumslit, the pleasure stronger every moment the moving skin tightens even more around her, making her head feel incredible as if the orgasm is being sucked right down her tightly gripped length to be left pulsing inside her head without end. Through the stretched tentacle her head is clearly visible, every twitch sending waves of pleasure through her whole body, as the cock wrapped around the base of hers keeps a tight hold, making sure she can't cum. Then the suctions is released, leaving her caught in another desperate scream as the stretching skin all rushes back over hers again, as if she was forced to thrust into it all over again.

It's way too much. She's just experienced three waves of pleasure, each of which should have made her cum, instead just forcing her into pleasure so incredible and intense it leaves her barely able to breath as she's left desperately panting, praying for it to be over now. She doesn't think she can take any more.

The tentacle starts to work. She's left shaking with each long tightening suck pulling the pleasure to her head, screaming with each release as if thrusting onto her again and driving the pleasure into her whole body, then shaking with the suck, screaming with the thrust, shaking and screaming, over and over, every single time enough to make her cum but for the cock tightening around hers, making her harder and harder and so much more sensitive with every suck and thrust and suck and thrust of pleasure blasting over her shaking and screaming body. She can't take it, she can't cum, but it's owning her cock, using it to suck and drive impossible pleasure into her again and again without end, so much more than she can take but she can't make it stop, she can't cum, she can't, she can't...

Her nipples explode in pleasure, the liquid from before making them as sensitive as her swollen clitoris as they're sucked on and licked and mercilessly fucked by the wet sucking mouths, making her breasts drown in spasms of pleasure and feeling ready to orgasm with no way to do so as the tentacle keeps sucking and thrusting over her constrained cock, building and building the orgasm trapped behind the other tentacle as it drowns her in unbearable pleasure without end or release.

 

[Full~Pride]

The creature decides to allow her to ejaculate, but immediately after which, it sucks her off once more, preventing orgasm with the same method as before. It began now to penetrate her asshole with multiple tentacles, slowly rising in acceleration, preparing to release lots of it's own variation of semen, as the creature isn't a natural thing, not to say futanari aren't the typical thing you see everyday.

It still hovered over her pussy, rubbing along the edges of her pussy as it sucked harder on the futanari's nipples, stroking with their tongues, covering the female's breasts in drool, as if preparing her for something. It wanted her to actually get turned on by this, presumably, as she was going to belong to it until it died, or simply got tired of her. It was a preparation. It also simply wanted to test her.

 

[Hapto]

Her orgasm is already well past the point of no return, her breaths short and hard as each shake of her hips as they keep bucking into the sucking tight tentacle despite her. It feels so good, so bad, the pressure building so feircly behind the held base of her cock, so painfully strong, until her breath is completely frozen inside her tensed and bucking body. She can't take any more, she's going to pass out, to die, anything to stop this. Then the tentacle holding her cock releases, and all the pressure explodes down her length. She breaths again and cums hard into the tentacle, her breaths exploding out of her in time with wave after wave of pleasure radiating throughout her entire body, the pressure and pleasure both rushing down her trapped length and out of her tensing head.

The release feel so impossibly good at first, her open mouth smiling with each hard breath and full body contraction. But the tight tentacle keeps sucking and thrusting over her, making her keep cumming into it. She's moaning so loudly, her cock feeling so sensitive after cumming but still drowned in so much bittersweet pleasure that she can't even tell when her orgasm ended, the pleasure so fiercely too strong. She has no control of her whole body shaking and spasming, trying to escape the pleasure on her too sensitive cock. But she can't stop it, and soon she's about to cum again. She's bucking into it, her breaths getting shorter and harder. She's going to, going to - the tentacle tightens around her base again. No - please no - anything but --

She cries as the tentacles redouble their assault on her glistening breasts, their drool making her feel more and more of the tentacles squeezing her sensitive breasts, sucking and licking her hard nipples in time with the thrusts of her cock. Her mouth is lolling open, her eyes closed, her head going blank, unable to focus on anything but - she screams as her back arches up, her breasts thrusting into the tentacles as pleasure shoots up from her from her pussy. Her legs desperately try to close, but their firmly held apart, leaving her kneeling on the tiles, shaking against them as the tentacles suck and lick on her sensitive folds, making her so incredibly wet. But they carefully avoid penetrating her, touching her clit, touching anything that will make her cum with anything other than her trapped and sucked on cock. Her eyes fly open, her head thrusting back almost to her arms still held straight behind her, her hips thrusting into the tentacle's passionate insides as she tries to recoil from something wet licking her anus, playing with it, stretching it. It's fluids make her skin feel so good, her insides so hollow, so empty. She grits her teeth, determined not to want it. But it's well beyond asking.

She screams as she feels something wet and firm starting to penetrate her, still screaming as it slowly eases deeper and deeper inside her. Her scream peaks as it smacks straight into her prostate, her whole cock tensing desperately, trying to cum, the pressure in her abdomen radiating throughout her whole body. Then the tentacle starts retracting in her arse, before thrusting into her again, smacking into her prostate. Her voice is going hoarse from her screams, her trapped and licked arms and legs struggling desperately to try and escape before tensing with each thrust straight into her prostate, again and again. The tentacle keeps fucking her body and mind, leaving her unable to think straight. She knows she has to escape, to stop this before she loses her mind completely, but the faster the tentacle thrusts into her prostate, making her whole body feel the pleasure of her cock stroked and sucked within the tightly passionate insides of the tentacle not letting her cum, her body trapped between the tentacles thrusting over her cock and into her arse as one, fucking her between them faster and faster, making her whole body feel them both faster and faster and oh gods she can't, she can't - the faster is goes, the less she can control anything at all. If it let up for a moment, just a moment, maybe she could --

She screams as another tentacle penetrates her arse and immediately starts thrusting in opposition to the other tentacle's furious thrusts, the two tentacles now pounding twice as fast into her prostate and her entire pleasure drowned body. She's screaming and crying, it all feeling so impossibly good, but it won't let her cum. She's so desperate to cum, for release, for it to stop, she'll do anything. But she doesn't have a voice to beg, just to hoarsely scream as it keeps thrusting more and more pleasure into her trapped orgasm.