Fight

The musk of his manhood filled my lungs as I couldn't help but feel my pussy ache with a throbbing need. I tried desperately to fight every urge to stick out my tongue and take his gorgeous fat cock into my hungry mouth. I instead closed my mouth and tried to pull away.

"That's okay, Lisa… I wanted to break you anyway." Dexter said as he slapped my face. The room spun as I tried to regain focus. I was shocked that he slapped me but before I could even protest he backhanded me again. My cheeks were bright red from the stinging pain. Tears swelled up in my eyes as a few slaps would have never of fazed me before. Yet I started to whimper and plead for him to stop as he slapped me again. This time I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to show my obedience.

"Good slut." Dex said as I felt his warm fat cock slam deep into my throat. My eyes widened with fear as I couldn't breathe. I looked up at Dex with big innocent eyes as he smiled down at me. I could only swallow his thick cock as he began fucking my throat.

"That's right, bitch… take Daddy's fat cock deep down your sluty throat…" Dex said taunting me. I blushed and gagged as my wet moans filled the dirty hotel room. I pulled desperately at my binds yet could only take his cock like an obedient little girl. My aching pussy was leaking my arousal as I hoped to God that he couldn't tell.

He continued to slide his fat cock deep down my throat as his heavy balls slapped against my chin. I gagged and moaned around his fat cock **** my mouth. I hated myself for enjoying this. I loved the taste of his manly cock. The power of it fucking my throat as I could do nothing to stop him. What was wrong with me? Why did I love this so much?