He pushed.
And her thoughts suddenly stopped.
Had she been struggling?
Protesting? Squirming? Mewling?
It didn’t matter cause her brain halted.
She might have shivered a bit.
The molten feeling skewering her.
A paralyzing line drawn from cunt to brain.
She felt filled. Helpless. Hollow. Full.
And then fullness receded as she drooled.
There was a brief moment to maybe think.
To wonder why she was fighting at all.
Why she had tried to run or make it stop.
It was hard to even grasp at those threads.
For a split second her dazed brain groped…
She had a glimmer of why…
And then he pushed again.