He could see the greenish tint to her features, the way that she was reacting. The angle shifted and the sensation of him plowing such that her guts, her breathing was impeded and it almost felt like she was getting fuller and then less so between his thrusts. He sneered when she said that, reaching up to fondle her breast once more while he stared down and into her eyes, the dildo inside of her buzzing now, a lewd addition.

"You say that like you almost don't expect to survive tonight...," he hinted, his lips pulled back into a wicked sneer. "Like you almost crave to die such a horrid death that they all stare aghast at your body. No open caskets for you, eh my pretty little strumpet?"