Robotic Bond (4)

Bruno went to her right leg next, then the left, and finally her left wrist, and Bianca drew her knees up to her chin, trembling as she held herself and wondered whether it was finally over. But it wasn't. Bruno climbed onto the bed again, his phallus still thick and erect and gleaming with the fluids of her body, and that of a stranger's. 'Bruno, please,' Bianca whimpered as he took her bruised wrists in his hands again. This time he forced her onto her back, holding her wrists spread above her head. 'I want to feel you fight me as I breed you,' he told her. 'Struggle, struggle with all your might.' She did. She battled with what strength remained to her, but could not budge the solid weight of him. His fingers pressed cruelly around her wrists, pressing her down hard, and she squeezed her legs together even as she felt him slide his knee between her own. His strength overwhelmed her. Her legs parted and he shoved them apart, settling his weight between her thighs. Bianca looked into