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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

With each passing minute, more feeling returned to her body, making it hard for Rachel to stay unresponsive to the large man above her who has been raping her and inseminating her for the last hour or so.

The man had an enormous penis that was not only very long, but extremely thick. Rachel thought it might be barrel shaped, the point of the glans widening in the middle of his very veiny shaft to an impossible girth that tapered down to about the width of his tip at the base.

Each pass of that barrel shaped middle gave her pain. The man was also so long that the tip of his penis smashed into her cervix each time he pushed into her all the way… he pulled out until only the tip was inside her, then pushed back into her hard until the tip of his penis pummeled her cervix. It didn’t feel right inside her belly; her cervix and uterus felt like they were bruised.

She couldn’t help herself and let out an involuntary moan this last time his penis pushed into her and attacked her weakened cervix again. Not entirely out of pain… which Rachel fought and resisted. She shouldn’t enjoy any of this she thought…

Rachel was so confused at how her body seemed to be betraying her with each pass of the evil man’s giant penis. The pain in her vagina was reducing and being replaced by… pleasure?

The man responded to her moan.

“Oh yeah bitch… I know my big black cock makes you feel soooo good… take that cock my blonde haired, blued eyed babymaker!” Joe said knowing he would have to tie her up sometime soon if he wanted keep enjoying this pristine white woman’s amazingly tight pussy.

Joe told himself he still had some time and envisioned the woman waking out of her drug induced stupor to embrace him and his “magical” cock, telling him how much she wanted him to take her over and over again, making her the mother of his black babies.

Joe started telling her this.

“Oh you like this big black cock deep inside your pussy don’t you? Tell me you love my cock bitch… tell me how much you love my cum deep inside your belly… tell me how much you want to keep being my breeding bitch, pushing out black babies through that little blonde pussy of yours again and again”

For some reason Rachel found her body reacting to this even though what he said disgusted her to no end. Rachel felt ashamed at feeling her vagina produce moisture at the rapist’s solicitation and suggestion that she become a constant vessel for making black babies. But her body seemed to want him to make this happen. She felt her abused and bruised vagina betraying her and all that was good as it began coming to life to squeeze and pulse on his invading penis as if she liked it.

“Oh yeah… you do want to be my little breeder… your little pussy loves this big black cock… yeah… keep squeezing it just like that my little blonde whore…” Joe said, liking how this little white whore was making him feel.

It was repulsive to Rachel how this man was talking to her as if she was a sow to be bred as he saw fit… but she discovered each time the man talked about how much he was going to keep her and use his gigantic big black cock to fill her little white pussy with his black babies, her body responded as if she wanted that to happen very much.

“Oh fuck your little white pussy is so damn tight… you’re gonna pull another load outta Joe and deep into your belly my little breeder!” Joe said gleefully. He was starting to think he might want to keep this little white woman and her tight pussy wrapped around his cock to fuck everyday… then he emptied his churning balls into her depths.

Joe found it amazing that the woman, who was clearly coming out of her chloroform induced haze was starting to respond to his cock by orgasming around it… hard! Her kissy squeezed and pulsed around his shaft inside her, her other body parts tensing from the massive surge of endorphins.

Rachel tensed in disbelief at how good she felt as a massive orgasm washed over body like an irresistible force, a tidal wave of pleasure that washed away all fear, anger, anxiety, and pain… to be replaced by an intense desire to keep that feeling going… this is how junkies strung out on crack must feel, Rachel thought as she gasped for breath.

The man chuckled at her condition and leaned down to suck on her breastmilk leaking boobs. His big black lips latched onto her and sucked on her left side with such powerful suction it propelled her waning orgasm into another equally powerful one.

Then her body betrayed her again as her bruised and abused legs wrapped themselves around the man’s butt, locking ankles, and her arms reaching up to wrap themselves around his broad shoulders and caress the rough, bumpy skin of his muscular back instead of bringing the stashed knife and jamming it into him.

The man seemed spurred on by her coming alive and becoming a willing participant of her own defilement and switched boobs once he felt her milk dry up on the first. It felt heavenly as his lips latched onto the other one which had activated and become very full while he sucked in the first.

Incredibly, Rachel felt her body nearing orgasm for a third time in less than ten minutes and heard herself speak, “Oh my God… yes! Yes! Yes! As one of her hands reached up and caressed the back of the smooth shaven head of her abductor.