A Curse

"Ah...ah...ah..."

The sound of moaning could still be heard from inside the General's room. Who knows what time it is? Maybe it's almost dawn, Annica thought as she gripped the sheet tighter.

Her whole body was trembling. Her legs and arms seemed to have run out of energy. She couldn't even feel her limbs except for the tightness in her stomach that seemed about to explode again. She wanted to stop. She wanted him to stop.

She climaxes so many times, that she can't feel anything except the general's big thing that continues to slide in and out of her body. 

Who knows how long Daemond had used her body to satisfy himself?

Annica screamed and began to squirm when the explosion finally arrived. She could feel the tightness gripping her stomach and making her womb squeeze Daemond's manhood.

"S-stop!" Annica groaned when the wave subsided. Cold sweat broke out all over her limp body. "Do you intend to kill me? Is that what you are doing?"