Special Event: Humiliation Livestream , a Mr.Q special.

[MR. Q]

Without pausing to grant Kyra's desperate plea any heed, Ivan tightened his grip on her hip and thrust forward, burying his cock to the hilt in one brutal stroke.

Adjusting his angle, Ivan began pumping hard and fast into the yielding flesh, coaxing helpless moans and cries from Kyra' throat as he ravaged her defenses anew. He pounded into her wet heat relentlessly, grinding deep to abuse her tender cervix.

"I hope you're getting your money's worth, folks, cause I certainly do."

Cradling the back of Kyra's head in his large palm, Ivan tilted her chin up to seal his lips over hers in a deep, possessive kiss. She tasted of sex and tears, her flavors mingling enticingly on his tongue as he plundered her mouth ruthlessly.

Not breaking the kiss, he intensified the pace of his hips, thrusting into Kyra's stretched, dripping walls with unrelenting ferocity.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra moaned desperate as Ivans cock entered her womanhood and he forced his tongue into her mouth. Making clear that the helpless blonde was here to serve his whims and pleasure him in every way he wanted. The young blonde squirmed and arched her back as Ivans cock ploughed through her wet womanhood while the tips of the spectators massed the Accounts. While some of the more rotten Managers of LAW were already planning how to make more money out of the pervs watching Kyras abuse.*

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Breaking the bruising kiss, Ivan breathed hotly against Kyra's flushed lips, eyeing her tear-streaked face with malicious glee. He ground his pelvis against hers, reveling in how easily he could reduce this proud performer to a pliable, obedient plaything.

"Don't hold back now, scream for your audience," Ivan commanded, pounding into Kyra with renewed vigor designed to milk every shred of performance value from this pathetic display.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra moaned under Ivans torment while he basically made her his porn-toy and showed her to his audience while he had his fun with her.*
"i'm not your slave."
*She protested while tears started to flow over her face.*

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"Oh, isn't that cute?"

Snaking his hand up the back of Kyra's head, Ivan grasped her head, turning her head towards him. He slammed his cock into her, pummeling her already raw cunt like a jackhammer pounding concrete.

"Let me remind you who owns your tight little hole now!"

With each vicious thrust, Ivan made sure his harsh message rammed home again and again, driving home the message into the entrance of her womb, battering it up to oblivion.

[KyraAgmento]

Ah!
*The helpless blonde moaned as Ivans thrusts shook her body and made her breasts bounce. She was unable to think clear at the moment while the vicious man ravaged her body. Her submissive side was triggered by brutal force and the young blonde was unable to resist at her curent state, slipping deeper into her role as toy for Ivan.*

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Ivan released Kyra's head, gripping her hips once more to pound into her relentless. His strokes grew cruel, bordering on merciless. He reveled in her inability to protest properly under the onslaught. Each vicious plunge chipped away at what remained of her pride and resolve until all sense of agency drained from her battered form.

"That's right, just lay there and take it,"
Ivan sneered, his dominance absolute as he claimed Kyra's body, rendering her helpless against his will.

Leaning forward brutally shoved her face into the ring canvass, Ivan positioned himself behind her and rammed his thick manhood up and into her soaked feminine hole and thrusted his hips wildly as the spectators watched in awe to witness Ivan's display of unbridled lust and dominance.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra shivered weakly while she moaned and sobbed, the young blonde squirmed slightly as her body gave up and Kyra went limp on the canvas while Ivan poundet into her. Kyras eyes rolled back as she lost her consciousness.*

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With a guttural roar, Ivan drove into Kyra's limp form one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he erupted within her depths. He painted her insides with spurt after spurt of his thick, virile seed, pumping her full to overflowing.

The sensation of Ivan's cum flooding her womb caused Kyra to twitch and convulse weakly, her body's reflexive response to the sheer volume unleashed inside her. Exhausted and overwhelmed, she remained limp beneath him, completely spent from her thorough domination.

Panting heavily, Ivan reached over to the ring apron and pulled out the remote, clicking the button to cut the cameras. Then he scooped Kyra's limp body up into his arms, cradling her tenderly despite the cruel way he'd just used her.
As Ivan carried Kyra towards the locker room, his eyes roamed appreciatively over her curves, a possessive gleam in his gaze. He couldn't wait to get her cleaned up and recover his prize.

"Rest up, little dove. We're far from finished," Ivan murmured, pushing open the door with his foot.

As the sound of water filled the showers, it was soon followed by female moans

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