"Descent into Darkness"

As Hayley's fingers continued to tease him, Steve felt her own body begin to respond to the tension in the air. Her breathing grew heavier, her touch more aggressive, and her eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity. She was getting horny, and Steve could sense it. With a sly smile, Hayley leaned in close, her voice husky with desire. "I think it's time I took what I want," she whispered, her eyes flashing with a mischievous glint. "I'm going to ride you, Steve. Just for me." Steve's eyes widened in shock as Hayley began to undress, her movements swift and efficient. She shed her clothes with a careless abandon, revealing a body that was both beautiful and intimidating. Steve felt a shiver run down his spine as she approached him, her eyes burning with a fierce desire. But just as Steve thought he was about to get some relief, Hayley reached out and pulled out a strange object from her dresser drawer. It was a fake cock, and Steve's eyes widened in horror as Hayley slipped it over his real one. "You're not going to get any pleasure from this, Steve," Hayley whispered, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "This is just for me. You're going to have to endure this, and you won't even get to enjoy it." Steve felt a wave of despair wash over him as Hayley began to lower herself onto him. The fake cock felt strange and heavy, and Steve knew he was in for a long and agonizing ride. He was trapped, unable to move or escape, as Hayley began to ride him with a fierce intensity. The sensation was both pleasurable and painful, and Steve felt himself being pulled down into a world of pure sensation. He was at Hayley's mercy, and he knew it. The question was, how long could he endure this before he lost his mind completely? As Hayley began to move up and down, Steve felt his body responding despite the fake cock. He was trapped in a world of pure sensation, unable to think or reason. All he could do was feel, and the sensations were both intense and unbearable. Hayley's laughter echoed through the room, a cold and mirthless sound that sent shivers down Steve's spine. She was enjoying this, and Steve knew he was just a plaything for her. He was trapped in a living nightmare, and he didn't know if he would ever escape.