**Chapter 7: Descent into Depravity**

As the frenzy of their encounter showed no signs of abating, Daveed's gaze locked onto Jasmine's trembling form, his eyes burning with a hunger that seemed to know no bounds. His fingers, still embedded in her hips, tightened, his grip a gentle warning of what was to come. With a subtle shift in his position, Daveed's attention turned to Jasmine's most forbidden orifice, her tight asshole that had been quietly begging for attention. Jasmine's eyes widened in a mixture of fear and anticipation as she felt Daveed's fingers brush against her anus, the gentle touch sending shivers coursing through her frame. "Daddy," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper, as Daveed's fingers began to circle her tight opening. "Come on, you little slut," Daveed growled, his voice dripping with malice. "Take my big black cock in your nasty asshole. You know you want it, don't you?" His words were a jumbled mix of praise and insult, designed to drive Jasmine to new heights of arousal. With a deft motion, Daveed inserted a single finger into Jasmine's asshole, the tight muscles clenching around him like a vice. Jasmine's response was immediate, her body trembling on the edge of collapse as she screamed "Daddy" at the top of her lungs. "Take it, my little slut," Daveed panted, his eyes locked onto Jasmine's as he continued to claim her most forbidden orifice. "You're going to take it all, every last inch of my cock. You're going to be my little fuck toy, my plaything, my everything." As Daveed continued to stretch Jasmine's asshole with his fingers, her screams grew louder, more urgent. Her body was a well-oiled machine, designed to take the punishment, and yet she seemed to beg for more, her hips driving back to meet Daveed's thrusts with a ferocity that left him gasping. The air was thick with tension as Daveed slowly added a second finger, Jasmine's asshole stretching to accommodate the invasion. Her response was a raw, husky whisper, a siren's call that seemed to draw Daveed deeper into the abyss of their passion. "You're so tight, so perfect," Daveed panted, his eyes burning with a hunger that seemed to know no bounds. "You're my little slut, my fuck toy, my everything." His words were a jumbled mix of praise and insult, designed to drive Jasmine to new heights of arousal. As Jasmine's screams grew hoarse, her body surrendering to the primal force that drove them both, Daveed knew that he was on the precipice of claiming her most forbidden orifice. With a growl of anticipation, he began to withdraw his fingers, preparing to unleash the full fury of his cock into her trembling form.