Madeleine struggled but he easily pressed her with him toward the bed. It was almost as if they were one individual, his great body seeming to move with her, rather than opposing her frantic efforts, leaving her nothing absolute to fight against. A frenzied panic seized at her belly and she felt herself beginning to tremble uncontrollably; the room carrouseled before her and all of a sudden she was staring upward at the ceiling… and it was coming down to meet her, his wicked, lust-filled eyes joining it fiendishly. She fought him, turning her face away, her strength quickly ebbing in futile desperation. His tremendous weight poured over her amorphously and her remaining clothes were being stripped away, while the huge, shapeless bulk crushing the breath from her emitted strange animal-like noises, until at last, she was completely naked.

He raised up off her then, having securely wedged himself between her forced-apart thighs and she saw him kneeling erect, his face twisted in a lewd, almost brutal grin. He said something that didn't register in her fear-stricken brain, as her eyes trailed down his repulsive torso to the ugly, long, thick penis jutting forth angrily from his hair-covered loins. She saw the heavy, wrinkled sac hanging beneath it and further repugnance gripped at her belly.

"Now… I'm going to fuck the livin' shit out of you, baby… just the way you led me to believe you wanted it," he hissed down at her.

Madeleine couldn't speak… could barely breathe in her horror and shame; instead, she gaped up at him, too awe stricken to cry, engulfed suddenly by an overpowering sense of miserable degradation, the sight of her own naked young body spread obscenely beneath him filling her with a debasement that would live with her forever, and the helplessness of her situation screamed in her wine-fogged mind as she realized he was actually enjoying this wicked defilement he was subjecting her helpless body to, the cruel gleam ever-growing in his eyes bordering on sadism.