The lump on the floor is barely human anymore, just a sexual animal devoid of any rational thought. It's primeval instincts tell it to thrash, scream, beg, yell, but it does not comprehend it's actions, not in the way you or I would. It mutters a language no one understands. We witness one brutal orgasm after another, squirting, finger banging, vibrating.
Rain is gone, what has replaced her is unknown. We continue the orgasm Armageddon on her helpless body. Liquid is now pouring out of every orifice she has. She is doing everything in her power to get away, somewhere deep in her mind her natural defense mechanisms are kicking in, trying to save her, trying and failing.
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