Second Act-Double Purpose

'What just happened?' I muttered, sitting on the cold ground, feeling dirty and embarrassed . 

I had been tricked, taken advantage of against my will. 

No, I was just joking. I enjoyed every bit of it.

That was one of the most intense experiences I've ever had, which says a lot given how twisted my past experiences have been—enough to become a hit among people with extreme and sick fantasies.

'Gods, they really do have their own standards. '

Unfortunately, she had severely underestimated me, and now she lay on the ground, completely exhausted. 

My libido was off the charts—I could go for years without stopping if I really wanted to, and she ended up thoroughly satisfied. 

Thankfully, she was really durable because what I did to her felt like ramming a bullet train into a wall with every thrust. I'm not exaggerating; the tunnel trembled with each movement.