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The Beast awoke with a start. Its first reaction was a violent shiver. It had been sleeping in a cold shower for hours. But that had done nothing to slake its lust. It looks down eager to renew its assault on the beautiful Ms. Dodge, but she was gone. Sometime while It slept, she had pulled herself out from under It and snuck away. It was long ago though, as The Beast could still smell her fear.

Creeping slowly to the door, It peered into the main office. There she was, halfway between the bathroom and her desk. The showers water had plastered her hair to her back, and her skin was smooth and glistening. She had not bothered to replace any of her clothes, she was still dressed only in the tattered remains of her blouse. Wanting to get the drop on her, The Beast crept into the room. When she reached for the phone, It pounced.

As Dodge felt Its weight slam her into the desk, she screamed “No, not again.” The Beast smiles a wicked smile, and picks up the phone. It slowly slides into her, causing Dodge to weep in frustration. Then It wraps the cord around her neck. As It thrusts harder, It wraps the cord tighter around her neck.

Thrusting hard into her pussy the Beast slides the desk towards the wall. Dodge is thrashing from the strengths of the thrusts, and her lack of air. Her thrashing almost matches the thrusts of the Beast. It enjoys this and begins to thrust even harder, while grabbing her hair. It wrenches her into a painful ‘S’ shape.

Shifting the cord to one hand, It reaches around and begins to fondle her breast, while thrusting harder. Finally it bends towards her ear and licks the side of her face. The taste of her fear and sweat drive it wild. Thrusting with vigor It slams as far as it will reach, causing her body to jiggle with the violence of the attacks. Her face is turning blue. Finally, The Beast climaxes, deep inside her. It releases the cord, causing Dodge to collapse onto the desk, gasping for air.

As her body slowly regains normal color The Beast wonders what to do next. There is only one hole it has left to explore. It grabs her legs and yanks her off the desk. She slams her head into the floor. The jarring blow rattles her teeth, she spits a little blood.

The Beast rolls Dodge onto her back. It runs Its hand over her cheek towards her hair. Grabbing a fistful, It yanks her head back, to open her mouth. It jams Its cock into her mouth, instantly deep throating her. It starts pumping Its cock back and forth in her mouth. Her tongue slides up and down the length of It, increasing the pleasure. It reaches a faster speed, and Dodges head slams into the floor with each thrust.

For minutes the only sounds are its grunts of pleasure, and a dull crack of her skull on marble. Her eyes tear up in pain, and begin to lose focus from the assault. With one last thrust, The Beast pushes itself as deep into her throat as possible. With a roar, It releases a stream of cum down her throat. A few more pumps, smacking her head on the floor It makes sure the last of its cum goes down her throat. Dodge, the princess, the heiress has no choice but to swallow. It makes her sick, and when The Beast stands up she curls into the fetal position and begin to weep.

As It stands there, watching her wet form curl up, and shake with sobs, The Beast decides it is not done. It rolls her onto her chest, and yanks her hips into the air. With one thrust, it pounds balls deeps into her ass. While slightly less painful than the last time, Dodge still screams in pain.

Pumping quickly, The Beast pummels her ass. The thrusts rock her, causing her tits to sway, and her to moan in pain. Reaching around it roughly grabs both her tits. Using them as a handle It pulls her back when It thrusts. The deeper penetration makes her tighter around its cock. While thrusts in twists her nipples painfully. She screams in pain and begins to buck, trying anew to get away.

With long, primal thrusts, the Beast builds towards orgasm. With a final pump it pulls out, and cums on the back of her head, fully marking its territory. It is time to rest, but not wanting a repeat of last time, The Beast ties her hands around the leg of her desk. Then It walks over to the couch to sleep. It needs Its rest, after all it has a whole other day of this to come.