Her entire body feels stretched and sore as the stray dogs continue to take their turns with her. Every muscle in her abdomen tightens and releases with each powerful thrust, and every time she comes, it's like a wave of pleasure washing over her again. The air around them fills with the sounds of snarling and growling as the animals fight for dominance, their bodies slippery with sweat and saliva.

Time seems to lose all meaning in this haze of lust and desire;

Her body is stretched to its limits as she's penetrated over and over again by the stray dogs, their rough cocks filling her up until it feels like she might explode. Her mind reels with pleasure and pain, each sensation amplifying the next in a never-ending cycle of ecstasy. The air is thick with the smell of sex and sweat as the animals lose themselves in their primal desires, taking what they want without remorse or restraint.

Her heart raced as the villain sliced through her costume, exposing her chest. She felt completely vulnerable now, and every instinct screamed at her to hide, to disappear. But she knew that wouldn't help; it would only make things worse. With a shaking hand, she tried to reach for her powers, to make herself invisible again.

Her eyes widened as the villain continued to fondle her invisible breasts, shoving his cock between them and using them to stimulate himself. It was disgusting, degrading...but she couldn't help but feel a stab of shame course through her veins. She wanted nothing more than to disappear completely, to make this all go away.

Her eyes widen in surprise when she sees his erection. She's never been this close to a man before, let alone one who is so clearly aroused by her. Her body tenses and releases in rhythm with the slapping of his hand against her sensitive folds, and the rough caress of his finger against her asshole only heightens the sensations coursing through her.

"Please," she whispers again, her voice hoarse from earlier pleas and moans. "I need you to fuck me now."

Her voice drops to a whisper as she looks up at him, her eyes blazing with desperation. "Oh, God... please..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing in a trembling tone. "I'm begging you, take me. Fill me. Make me yours." Her words spill out in a desperate rush, barely intelligible beneath the ragged breathing.

Violet glanced nervously at Abhi before answering, "This is... um..." She hesitated, not sure how to explain the situation or introduce him properly. Her mother's expression grew even more suspicious as she waited for an explanation. Finally, Violet forced out a breath and blurted, "Mom, this is Abhi. We met while we were both captured by that villain."

Her mother raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Really?" she said skeptically. "And what exactly were the two of you doing all this time?" She gestured towards Violet's disheveled appearance and Abhi's own rumpled state.

Violet looked down at her clothes, feeling even more self-conscious than before. "Well... we were just talking," she said lamely. "He wasn't hurting me or anything."