𝐆𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐒𝐬𝐭

𝔄 β„Œπ”’π”―π”¬β€™π”° 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔀𝔀𝔩𝔒, π”ž π”™π”¦π”©π”©π”žπ”¦π”«β€™π”° β„œπ”’π”‘π”’π”ͺ𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫.

The camera shakes in his hand, but only a little.

β—¦

π“π‘πž π‘πžπ π‹πžππ πžπ« ~ π–˜π–†π–ž π–ˆπ–π–Šπ–Šπ–˜π–Š, π–‡π–†π–‡π–ž

The camera shakes in his hand, but only a little. The blue light of his phone screen casts sharp shadows over your trembling thighs, your ruined panties tangled around your ankles.

β€œYou’re gonna wanna see this later, princess,” he murmurs, breathless, adjusting the focus.

You’re sobbing. Your fingers claw at the leather seats, curling, twisting, legs shaking as your hole flutters helplessly around his cock. You can barely keep your knees apart, but every time they tremble too close together, he slaps them back open, making you jolt.

β€œThere we go. Look at her. Look at this messy fucking cunt.”

His friends laugh from the front seats.

β€œDamn, Gojo, you weren’t lying.”

β€œThat’s the same girl who called you a loser in the debate finals?”

Gojo clicks his tongue, angling the camera lower.

β€œDoes she look like a winner to you?”

You choke on your sobs. Your walls spasm around him as his thumb presses down on your clit, rolling in lazy circles.

β€œBetter answer, baby.” He grips your chin, forcing your tear-soaked gaze up to the lens. β€œC’mon. You’re so fucking smart, right? You’re always running that bitchy mouth in class. What happens when I do this?”

He slams his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper, making sure the camera catches the way your whole body lurches, mouth dropping open in a soundless cry.

His friends groan, laughing at your reaction.

β€œHoly fuck, she’s tight—”

β€œNo wonder he never shuts up about her.”

Your nails dig into the seat, struggling to pull away, but it’s useless. The whole car shakes from how hard he’s fucking you.

β€œShe’s perfect, isn’t she?” His voice is sweet, sing-songy. β€œMy perfect little bitch.”

You sob, barely able to breathe between the brutal thrusts. You can’t get away from him, from the camera recording every humiliating inch of you, from his friends watching.

His fingers dig into your jaw.

β€œHey. Eyes on me, baby.”

You don’t listen. Your head rolls back against the seat, mouth opening in ragged gasps as he bullies his cock deeper, the thick weight of him stretching your insides raw.

He laughs.

β€œFine.”

The camera moves, the view shifting as he angles it down.

β€œGuess I’ll just film your slutty little pussy instead.”

Your walls squeeze down in horror, and he groans, fucking into you harder.

β€œOh?” He grins. β€œYou like that? You like knowing I’m gonna watch this later and jerk off to it?”

You shake your head violently, whining into the gag, but he just shushes you, kissing your temple mockingly.

β€œS’okay, baby. I’ll send you a copy.”

He laughs.

β€œGotta make sure you never forget who you fucking belong to.”

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