Chapter 289

Five rooms down the hall, a similar scene was playing out between Charles and Dominique. Charles took the time to bend Dominique over the side of his bed, tying her ankles down to the legs so that she'd be spread open for him and then tying her arms behind her back. Then he booted up his laptop, instantly connecting to the mansion's mainframe, and showed her the trial in which she was arraigned, tried, convicted, and sentenced in a matter of minutes. While she was watching with tears in her eyes, he proceeded to whip her ass until she was crying from the pain as well.
Then he grabbed her hips and thrust his hard cock deep into her, making her cry out in pain as he penetrated her tight pussy. It was a bit of a conflict of sensations for her. Her body, for all intents and purposes, look and felt like she was nine months pregnant. Her pussy felt like she was a teenager again as it gripped his cock like a vice. What fucked up world was this now?
Charles wrapped his hand in her long, black hair, wrenching her head back so that she'd lift up off of the bed. His other hand found her huge, plump, left breast that he squeezed roughly while he fucked her hard from behind.