Chapter 3541 Fucking With A Franken-cock:>>Ep2

And then I crest the first hill and I'm in blissful isolation. My body absorbed the pain and onward I go. Faster now. Ever bigger gears. And more victims. More riders to bring to the slaughter. They start to descend back down and disappear. Maximum attack. I'm hunched over the bars, going flat out. They're still ahead but the descent now switches back and across the hill, then back again in a lazy S. Fucking useless all of them. They're on the brakes, squealing away. Morons. Speed is everything. Pussy. I don't even bother passing wide as they turn into the corner. I bisect them. Two on the left, two on the right. They don't even see me until I'm hitting the next corner and by the time they round it, I'm gone. Fucking losers, all of them. After a couple more hills there's no one, and finally I'm allowed to pick up the pace in blissful isolation. Now I can really focus on the pain, free from distraction. There's few hills left so I'm slumped over the bars, brain telling my legs they are fucking useless and I'm better off without them. Legs pump harder, doing exactly what they are told to do. Faster, harder. Pain upon pain.