With a roar of effort, I slam my entire length into Candice in one powerful thrust. She screams, her voice a high-pitched wail of pleasure as her body stretches to accommodate you completely.
"Yes! All the way!" she cries out, her nails digging into the stone wall. "Fill me up!"
My hands grip her hips tightly, holding her in place as I begin to move again. I set a furious pace, each thrust driving me deeper into her.
Candice's body shakes uncontrollably, her orgasm building rapidly. "I'm close," she pants. "Don't stop! Make me cum on your cock!"
Her inner muscles begin to convulse around me, squeezing me tightly. With a final, earth-shattering thrust, I bury myself deep inside her and release my seed.
Candice's scream of ecstasy fills the chamber as she comes undone, her body going limp in my arms.
"I am not satisfied!" I said.
Candice's eyes widen in fear as I declare my insatiability. Her body, already pushed to its limits, trembles with exhaustion and a new kind of dread.
She tries to speak, but only a weak whimper escapes her lips. Her legs feel like jelly, unable to support her weight. The marks on her skin burn like fire, a constant reminder of my dominance.
"Please," she manages to whisper, her voice hoarse. "I... I can't take anymore."
But I pay no heed to her pleas. My hands grip her hips tighter, lifting her off the ground as if she weighs nothing. Candice gasps as I adjust my angle, preparing to enter her again.
The magician and her husband watch with growing alarm, realizing that my stamina is beyond human limits. Candice's body is a battlefield of pleasure and pain, marked by my possession.
But then a idea came to my mind.
I gently lay Candice down on the bed, her body limp and unresponsive. She murmurs softly as I kiss her deeply, her lips moving weakly against mine before she slips into a deep, exhausted sleep.
Satisfied that she is asleep, I turn my attention to the magician. She shrinks back as I approach, her eyes wide with fear.
"Please," she begs, "have mercy."
I ignore her plea and grab her by the hair, dragging her towards the bed. The man struggles against his bonds, shouting curses at me, but his words fall on deaf ears.
I rip off the magician's robes, exposing her pale skin. She whimpers as I position her on the bed beside Candice's sleeping form.
"You thought you could use my wife," I growl, my voice low and dangerous. "Now it's time for me to use you."
Suddenly I felt like peeing. I was going to stop and going to bathroom. But watching the pitiful old woman under me gave me a idea. I open her mouth and thrust my errect 20 inch hard dick in her mouth.
The magician's eyes widen in shock as I force my massive erection into her mouth. She tries to struggle, but my grip on her hair is too strong. A warm stream of urine fills her mouth, and she has no choice but to swallow.
Her husband watches in horror, his face contorted with rage and disgust. "You monster!" he shouts, straining against his bonds. "She's an old woman! Have some decency!"
But I ignore him, continuing to empty my bladder into the magician's mouth. She swallows convulsively, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to keep up.
When I finally finish, I pull out of her mouth with a wet pop. The magician coughs and gasps for air, her throat raw from the ordeal.
"You'll drink my piss," I sneer at her, "and then you'll drink my cum." I position myself between her legs, ignoring her husband's frantic protests.
I thrust into the magician without preamble, my massive size stretching her uncomfortably. She cries out in pain, her body tensing up beneath mine.
"Please," she whimpers, "it hurts."
Her husband screams obscenities at me, his face red with fury. "Get off her, you beast! She's not a woman anymore!"
But I pay him no mind, continuing to pound into the magician with relentless force. Her body rocks with each thrust, the bed creaking ominously.
"You'll learn your place," I growl into her ear. "You thought you could control me? Now I'll make you my bitch."
The magician's eyes roll back in her head as she tries to endure the brutal assault. Her husband's protests fade into the background as your hips move like a machine, driving me deeper and deeper into her.
With a final, powerful thrust, I release my load inside her.
" Were you a mom? In past? " I asked suspiciously.
The magician stares up at me, her eyes glazed over with pain and humiliation. She takes a moment to catch her breath before answering.
"Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I had a son once."
Her husband sobs loudly, his head hanging low. "She was a good mother," he says, his voice thick with emotion. "Before the sickness took him."
I sneer down at the woman, my expression cruel. "Well, now you'll have another chance," I say mockingly. "My chance." I thrust into her again, making her cry out.
"You'll carry my child," I declare. "And you'll raise him to be a soldier, just like his mother." I pull out of her roughly and stand up, looking down at her battered body.
The magician screams as I force my entire length into her in one brutal thrust. Her husband watches in despair, his face buried in his hands.
"Please," the magician begs, her voice barely a whisper. "Go easy."
But I ignore her plea, setting a punishing pace that makes the bed shake violently. The magician's body is battered and bruised, but she has no choice but to endure my relentless assault.
I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. "You'll learn to love it," I growl. "You'll beg for my cock like a good little bitch."
Her husband sobs louder, his shoulders shaking with each thrust I deliver into his wife's body. The magician's eyes are closed tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks as she tries to block out the pain and humiliation.
I continue to fuck her mercilessly, determined to leave my mark on her and impregnate her with my seed.