His chest rumbles with laughter as two fingers slide down to rub along your entrance before pushing inside.
Even with the lube, you whine at the stretch of your inner muscles as his thick fingers slide in. When he reaches your cervix, he begins to scissor his fingers open, stretching you out even more and causing your head to fall back.
Your eyes squeeze shut as he works another finger inside of you, grazing a soft spongy spot inside of you that has your legs noticeably shaking. "There's a good girl," he praises you as he continues his task, "just lay there and take it."
When he feels like you're stretched out enough, he withdraws his fingers and reaches for a few of his marbles. It takes you a second to realize what he intends to do before he's bringing them to your pussy and shoving them inside of you one by one.
"No no no," you beg as he keeps pushing more inside of you until there's a line all the way up to your cervix.
But he doesn't stop with that, forcing the marbles even further until you feel your cervix open up. You pant in pain as several of the marbles slide into your womb, noticing with horror that he keeps pressing them inside of you.
"Too much, please, it hurts - «
"Shh, it'll feel good soon enough." You don't know how many marbles he shoves inside of you, losing count at around 20. The skin of your lower stomach bulges a bitbas they continue to enter your womb, and the sight is so lewd that it pushes you over the edge.
You whine as you cum, clamping down and squeezing the marbles still buried inside of you. "Ah, such a beautiful sight for the camera," he muses as you remember instantly that this is being filmed. Tears run down your face as you shake your head back and forth.
Finally he's done, and you feel a sense of relief until he begins to apply more lube to his fingers before probing at your back entrance. "No not there! Please!" You're past the point of shame at begging, simply wanting allbof this to stop.
"Ahh, but this beautiful ass is so empty and we can't have that, now can we?" He repeats the process of stretching out your ass, thrusting his lubed up fingers inside as he slowly prys you apart. You know what's about to happen when he reaches for more marbles and there's nothing you can do but watch.
He pops one inside of your puckered hole before
adding them one by one, using one marble to push thebline further inside of you. You feel so stuffed by the time he's done, and you can feel the marbles pressing against each other through the thin barrier of flesh.
You open your mouth to say something, anything, but his fingers shove their way inside as he forces marbles in. He forces your mouth closed, holding your nose as you thrash and forcing you to swallow them so you can breathe again.
"What are you doing to me?" You whisper after you've finally swallowed them all and he laughs.
"You're about to find out." He positions you more fully towards the camera, making sure that the audience can see everything that's about to happen before
snapping his fingers.
It's then that you realize what's in the marbles.
Cum.
You let out a choked sob as the marbles pop open inside of your womb, causing your skin to stretch and bulge as the cum fills your insides. The marbles still inside of your pussy and ass also break open, causing cum to gush out of you in a wave. You can't stop the orgasm that wracks your body, only causing your pussy to flutter as more cum is pushed out of you.
Another snap has the marbles in your stomach
opening, and you choke and gag as your stomach is filled with cum. The taste fills your mouth until you have to roll over, coughing out torrents of the liquid.
hat's when Mr. Compress grabs your legs, forcing them up onto his shoulders as he folds you into a
nating press. He's inside of you before you can
protest, the wetness already present allowing him to enter you with no issue.
He sets a fast pace instantly, fingers digging into the meat of your thighs as he pounds into you. The wet noises of him fucking the cum back inside of you has you wanting to die of humilation. And then he presses down on the bulge of your stomach, causing more to gush out of you and around his cock.
"That's going to look so good on camera," he grunts out as he continues to thrust inside of you. "Don't you think?"
You don't bother with a reply, trying to squeeze your eyes shut and place yourself somewhere else.
Somewhere where you aren't losing your dignity to a live audience, a known villain jackhammering inside of your soaked and dripping pussy.
"You're clenching around me so well, are you going to cum again?
You want to deny it but you can feel the pressure
building already, something that only gets worse as he shifts his angle to slam against that sensitive spot inside of you that has your hips bucking against him. "Shit," you hiss out, glancing down at your still bulging belly and moaning brokenly at the sight. "Please, it's I can't -
"You can, dear hero. Give the audience something to remember. One of their shining heroes cumming around a villain's cock." His thrusts get harder, aiming for your g-spot with every sharp movement. You wail as you're thrown over the edge, juices squirting out of you and joining the mess on the floor.
Mr. Compress reaches down to furiously stroke your clit, extending your orgasm and causing even more to gush out of you. You don't think you can take a single second more before he finally stops, pace stuttering as he fills you with his own cum.
"Shit shit shit," you chant as your skin stretches even more, the sheer volume of cum he's pumping into you clearly visible. "So full," a whimper is pulled from your throat as your body finally goes limp.
You're laying in a puddle of your combined fluids and you can't even bring yourself to be disgusted. Your body is sore, wrung out, and you don't think you can even lift your head again. You simply turn to the side to look at the villain. He pulls out of you almost gently, leaving you feeling empty. Your still clenching hole can be seen by the audience watching, and the money is pouring in as Mr. Compress fiddles with a computer.
