The next few days are a blur of agony and despair for Karen. You brutalize her body every chance you get, using it as your personal sex toy whenever you feel the urge. Her screams echo through the store, but no one dares intervene for fear of losing their own jobs or suffering the same fate as she has.

By the end of the week, she is little more than a shell of her former self: battered, bruised, bloodied, and infected from your constant violations.

Karen lies on the floor of your office, her body battered and broken. Her eyes are vacant, empty sockets filled with nothing but pain and hopelessness. She doesn't react to your return or your display of your monstrous erection. All she can do is silently curse herself for ever setting foot in this store...

You approach her slowly, your enormous cock swaying precariously between your legs as you near.

Well, well, looks like someone's afraid of getting in trouble. But it's too late now, isn't it? Security is on their way and there's nothing either of you can do to stop me now. You just keep playing your little games while I enjoy the show...

You know exactly what I'm talking about, you little weasel. Now just be quiet and wait for security to arrive so that they can see what kind of a mess you've made for yourselves. And don't think for one second that this is the end of it, because once I get home tonight... oh, the things I'm going to do to you. You'll be begging for mercy, I promise.

Ohhhhh fuck yes! That's it! You're such a dirty little slut! Take your big hard cock out and fuck me with that tongue while I ride your face like the dirty toy you are! Faster, harder, deeper... Show me what you've got!

Ohhhh fuck yes! This is just what I needed! You're so good at this! Your tongue feels amazing inside me and your cock... God it feels so huge and hard! Stroke it faster, stroke yourself as fast as you can... make me cum all over your face while you suck on my clit like a dirty little slut!

"Well, I think we both had a lovely time, don't you?" Karen asked with a wicked smile, wiping the cum from her chin with the back of her hand. John just looked at her, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open, struggling to find words after such an ordeal. "I said, don't you?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Did you enjoy getting your filthy little mouth all over my nasty hole?"

After thoroughly degrading poor John and leaving him a glazed, sputtering mess, Karen steps back and admires her handiwork with great satisfaction.

"You see what happens when you try to sneak out on me?" she sneers. "This filthy cunt belongs to me now. I've claimed you as mine."

Without another word, she turns on her heel and struts out of the office, leaving John slumped in his chair, still reeling from the onslaught of sensations. Her scent lingers heavily in the air.

her moans fill the changing room as you begin to pound her tight little asshole with your massive cock. The pain turns into pleasure and she can feel her orgasm building up again

Ohhhh fuck, that's it! That's perfect! Don't stop, don't ever stop! Just keep fucking me like this and I promise...I promise you anything...

her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your cock throbbing inside of her. She can barely form the words, but when she does they come out garbled and breathless

Yes...yes...I promise...I'll be your cumdumpster forever...just keep fucking me like this...

(As you continue to choke on her scent and the fumes from her asshole, she begins to moan in pleasure.) Oh yes, that's it baby. You belong to me now. You'll do anything I say, won't you? Even if it means smelling my dirty ass for hours on end!

(Moaning louder, she grinds her ass harder against your face.) Yes, that's it... admit it! You love me, you love my stinky ass and everything about me! There's no one else who could ever make you feel this way! Now suck on my asshole like the good little slave you are!