"notice how you really can't escape," adrianus said, his voice still smooth and even, as he pinned them down. "don't hold back..."

shark squirmed and struggled, their movements starting sluggish and uncertain before gradually becoming stronger, more frantic.

"that's it... just like that... struggle against me..." he murmured, putting more of his weight on top of them. "you're strong, aren't you? shouldn't you be able to escape, if you really try?"

they really didn't feel like they were limiting themself, like they were trying to lose. their full strength in that moment was just so weak.

"what's wrong?" he said softly. "have you already given up?"

"i really am trying," they said, almost whimpering. "i really am..."

"i really couldn't tell," he said, his tone genuine, intimate. "is that really it?"

the question went right to their t-dick. their heart pounded. "man, i just... i really am trying... i really can't..."

"that's alright... you can just feel that weakness... that helplessness... spreading through your mind and body... so weak... even weaker than i'd anticipated... it's so hard to struggle, isn't it? it's so easy to give in..."

they felt so pathetic. they couldn't even put up a fight when he was asking them to. they were just that weak to him.

"you're so cute..." he whispered, pressing up against them, speaking into their ear. "you really can't resist it, can you? you really can't resist me... even if you try..."

they were already panting, their body still squirming weakly, but not out of any real attempt to get away.

"i really can't..." they muttered.

"you're even admitting it? didn't you want this to be about resistance?"

"man, i just, like..."

his hands wandered along their body, groping them, his tongue running along their ear.

they couldn't hold back a moan.

"don't worry about it," he cooed. "you're mine, either way..."

his touches managed to feel violating, in a scene like this. there really was nothing they could do about it, nothing they could even pretend to do about it.

his fingers slid under their waistband, running along their wetness.

even the sounds they were making sounded helpless.

"you sound so good like that..." he purred, his fingers slipping in. he was escalating things so much faster than usual. "how does it feel?"

"fuck, it feels..." their voice was higher than normal. "i don't know, it feels... it feels like i'm just..."

"like you're being overpowered?" he asked. "like you're being molested?"

"yeah," they panted. hearing the word just made the feeling stronger.

his fingers curled inside of them, rubbing, the touches a little more firm than they were used to from him. "that's because you are," he murmured. "aren't you?"

that weak, tense, prey animal feeling shot through them, every touch becoming unbearably intense and overwhelming.

his mouth was on their neck, his lips pressing against it, his tongue crawling along their skin, making their whole body shudder.

"so sensitive..."

it really was almost too much. it was crazy. they'd had sex with him a million times before, but just being put in this mindset was enough for them to shiver and squirm and whimper just at the feeling of his fingers inside of them, touching, rubbing, massaging. it was enough to make it feel invasive and violating.

"you're taking it so well..." he cooed. "just let me touch you... just stay like this... just feel every moment of it... every touch... feel how helpless you are... just keep shuddering underneath me..."

his thumb rubbed against their t-dick as he fingered them, his other hand pinching and rolling their nipple, groping their chest.

their hands moved to his arms, holding them, as if they were trying to hold him back. but they couldn't.

"mm, is that too much?" he murmured, his words dripping with false sympathy and condescension, as he continued touching them.

they were already close. they didn't really want to cum so quickly, but he just seemed to keep increasing the intensity, touching them in all the ways that they were sensitive to.

"please," they panted.

"i know that you can't resist," he said softly. "i'm going to do what i want, alright?"

his voice was still so soft, and gentle, and sweet. it made them feel dizzy, hearing something like that from him, in that tone. like they could feel their mind just buckling under him, giving in, surrendering.

it was enough to send them over the edge, whimpering and moaning and squirming through their orgasm, their hands squeezing desperately around his arms as he just continued to overstimulate them. it almost scared them how intense it was, but there was a strange comfort in the helplessness, in the knowledge that they just had to take it for him.

"i know..." he cooed. "i know, it's so much, isn't it? but you can take just a bit more..."

he did let up after a few moments, his movements slowing.

"how are you feeling now?" he asked, his voice especially gentle.

"that was really good..."

"can you take just a bit more?"

he was already sliding their underwear down.

it felt like too much, but they kind of wanted it to be too much.

his cock rubbed against their entrance. "are you just going to let me use you?"

they only moaned and panted in response. they knew it was just going to slide right in, with how wet they were after cumming.

"i don't even need to ask, do i?"

he rubbed their t-dick as he pushed it in, almost shoving it, kissing their neck as he steadily thrusted into them.

his thrusts were harder than usual, hitting deep inside of them, pounding them, shaking their body.

it really was like he was using them. even though it was overwhelming, they felt themself going limp, just taking it. they were completely overpowered.

"that's it... just a bit more..."

they were completely his. they wanted his cum deep inside of them, they wanted him to just use them whenever he wanted. all of their tension was already gone, replaced with complete submission.

he held his cock deep inside, and they felt it throbbing against their walls as he pumped his cum into them, filling them up, each shot of warm, sticky semen spreading more pleasure through their body, until they came again, squeezing and pulsing around him.

he was rubbing their t-dick through their orgasm again, and their body squirmed and spasmed even more than it had when they'd actually tried to struggle against him, until finally, they collapsed again, going limp, a trail of drool leaking onto the pillow.

"are you alright?" he asked, after they had a chance to catch their breath and come down from their orgasm.

"it was good," they mumbled. "it was a lot, but..."

his hand stroked their back lovingly. "you did very well."

as good as it had felt, they were definitely ready to be spoiled through the aftercare. and they definitely needed lots of water, after that.