[Sam260]

Carter cried out when Hector thrust into him properly - it was a heady mix of pleasure and pain, but definitely more pain than pleasure. His anus felt like it was being split right down the middle and he wished that he had told Hector to stop, to not do this... It was too much, but in the back of his mind, he still knew that the pain wouldn't last very long - he just wished it would stop now, instead of later.

His fingernails completely pierced Hectors' skin this time, drawing up a bit of blood from each half-mooned shape mark now in Hector's shoulders.

Carter tried breathing like Hector had continually instructed, but it was impossible to even try. Every time he took a breath in, it was shaky, and every time he let that breath out, it escaped in a sob. He didn't think he would ever get used to this feeling - this fullness. It hurt terribly.

Carter was wriggling and trying to escape, but Hector had a good hold on him and it was impossible to move "Hec...hec... please..." it was broken and pained sounding, he had no idea how any of this could be considered pleasurable or how it could get better. He wanted it to end.