Jack watched in horror as there was nothing he could do. The extreme chains restricting his movement.

Sark returned her gag as he pulled her trousers off. Tears streamed down her face and she could do nothing but let him ravish her. Feeling as helpless as Constance looked, Jack turned his head away trying to think of something he could do to escape and shoot that son of a bitch in the head.

Constance lay on the cold stone in only her underwear and chains as Sark ripped her panties off. This was such a different experience compared to the soft touch of Jack whom she wished was not able to see this monster violate her.

Jack watched as Sark ripped Constance's under garments and began to undress himself. He pulled and yanked at the chains attached to the wall. He could feel the metal cutting into his skin and the warm trickle of blood running down his arms wincing as the pain increased with every pull. He knew it was no good, the chains were too strong. But he had to do something.

Constance cried out as a now completely naked Sark tore her legs apart and nudged his hard penis inside her. He thrust so hard that she hit her head off the wall with every pump. She cried out wishing it was over. Jack now exhausted from trying to escape watched the scene silently weeping for his poor darling Constance.

Sark had now worked up a rhythm and unclipped her bra leaving her bouncing around with his deep ramming. He kneaded into her breasts with every stroke. She knew he would leave bruises and reminders of this terrible deed. He stroked her as he banged into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her as he did so. His hands wandered down and rubbed in small circles attempting to arouse her. She felt herself silently wanting Sark. She knew it was wrong but she wanted to feel him come inside her. Sark was getting close to his climax and ground at her now instead of the rhythmic ramming he had done before. He was having sex with her now rather than just fucking her. He grunted and groaned as her insides became slippery with juices. Sark looked into her eyes knowing that she was enjoying it. The pleasure became unbearable as the feeling grew. The softness of her pussy titillating his penis until Constance felt Sark shudder above her and finally, come deep inside her. He groaned tetchily and collapsed on top of her heaving and sweating with pleasure. Still inside her, Sark lay there feeling her body jerk as she wept at the violation he had just committed. He felt her jump as he pulled out and got up pulling her gag back on. Still naked, he walked over to Jack his penis dripping with his own juices mixed with hers.