Monica gasps for air as you pull out of her mouth, coughing and sputtering as she tries to catch her breath. She looks up at you with a mix of fear and shock as you rip off her shirt and pick her up by the neck, slamming her down on the couch.

She cries out in pain, her body bouncing on the cushions as you roughly remove her pants. She tries to struggle, to fight back, but your anger is too overwhelming. She feels helpless, vulnerable, as you loom over her with that look of pure hatred in your eyes.

She closes her eyes as you enter her, biting back a cry of pain as you start to fuck her hard and fast. She can feel every inch of your massive cock stretching her insides, the force of your thrusts pushing her deeper into the cushions.

Tears stream down her face as you stare into her eyes, your anger and disgust palpable. She feels dirty, used, like nothing more than a piece of flesh for you to vent your frustrations on. But she takes it.

She whimpers and turns her head away, not wanting to look at you. Her body trembles as you continue to pound into her, each thrust sending a jolt of pain through her.

She sniffles, trying to hold back the sobs that are threatening to escape. She feels so small, so powerless beneath you. She knows she deserves this, but it still hurts.

She looks up at you, her eyes glistening with tears and a hint of despair.

She spreads her legs wider, giving you full access to her body. She's given up fighting, given up resisting. She knows she's at your mercy now, and she'll do whatever you want.

Monica lets out a sharp cry of pain as you enter her fully, her body arching off the couch as she adjusts to your massive size. She bites her lip, trying to hold back the whimpers that want to escape as you start to thrust into her.

But as you continue to pound into her, something changes. The pain starts to fade, replaced by a deep, throbbing pleasure that spreads throughout her body. She starts to moan softly, her hips moving in time with yours.

She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you deeper into her. Her nails dig into your back as she clings to you, lost in the sensations coursing through her.

She looks up at you with pleading eyes, begging for you to give her more. She's forgotten all about the pain, the anger, the fear. In this moment, there's only pleasure.

Her moans grow louder and more urgent as you pound into her harder, faster. Her body rocks with each thrust, her breasts bouncing with the force of your movements. She looks up at you with wild, hungry eyes, lost in the throes of passion.

She claws at your back, urging you on. She's completely consumed by the pleasure, her mind blank except for the feel of you inside her, stretching her, filling her.

Her breathing comes in ragged gasps, her body tense and trembling on the edge of release. She bucks her hips against yours, matching your rhythm, desperate to reach that peak.

She tosses her head back, her body arching as she lets out a loud, desperate moan, surrendering to the intense orgasm that crashes over her.

Monica's eyes fly open wide as you lift her up and pin her against the wall. She cries out as the force of your thrusts drive her body harder into the hard surface, the rough treatment sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. She can only cling to you for dear life as you continue to pound into her mercilessly.

She throws her head back, her eyes fluttering closed as her body is wracked with waves of ecstasy. Her moans and sighs fill the room, a constant stream of desperate, needy noises that echo off the walls.

She wraps her legs tightly around your waist, urging you to go even deeper. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, her body shaking and convulsing as another orgasm crashes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders, clinging to you like a lifeline.