"No..." Theo whimpered behind his arms, his voice muffled and broken. "No, this isn't real... Diana isn't this person..."
"The Diana I know would never... she would never say these things... she wouldn't..." His breathing became shallow and panicked as he tried to cling to the ghost of the girl from his childhood.
Rex slowed his pace slightly, not to be gentle, but to savor the moment of Theo's complete psychological collapse. He leaned closer to the trembling heap that was Theo, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Aww... look at that, Diana."
"The little brat is still in denial." He rolled his eyes with theatrical boredom. "He thinks he's still in some fairy tale where you're the innocent princess."
"How pathetic."
Rex suddenly picked up the tempo again, the wet sounds of Diana's cunt taking over the room as he slammed back into her.
Slap, squelch, slap, squelch!
