Fuck her mouth

“No, stop,” Alison gurgles as I pull my semi-hard cock out of her mouth long enough to untie her and let her catch her breath. With her hands free she once again tries to cover herself. “I'm not this kind of girl!” With a cruel chuckle I push away her hands and put my cock right back into her protesting mouth.

“You're a ****, that's what kind of girl you are.” I keep my voice coarse and low, “Got that? A ****.” I don't give her another chance to speak for a while as I fuck her mouth trying to revive my slowly reviving erection. This is a new experience for both of us, face fucking a woman just isn't something I've ever even contemplated - until now. I hold her down and push my cock even deeper into her mouth until her eyes roll back and she gags, coughing up saliva that dribbles down her chin.

This time when I pull out enough to let her gasp for breath there's no more nonsense about her being a 'good girl'.

“I'm sorry, Master.” Alison looks fully immersed in the role of **** new to her collar, “forgive this foolish ****, Sir ... please, don't whip me.” Once again, I wonder about this poor sheltered young woman who grew up indoctrinated by her fundamentalist church and her excitement when reading about women captured and tortured by merciless men.

“Use your mouth for something useful, ****.” I growl, and sure enough she obediently opens her mouth and allows me to feed my meat back into her. “That's a good Earthslut. Mistress wants you to understand this is what your life is going to like from now on.” I tell her as she gags once again, “Any time a man comes to visit this estate, she's going to offer him use of your mouth and pussy for his pleasure.” Her moan is easily as sexy as any words she could have spoken and finally my erection is as close to its original size as it's going to get. With a flurry of motion, I pull out of her and lift her onto her bed with her ass up high, forcing her face down onto the bedding.

“If you're a good ****, Mistress might even breed your slutty Earth genes,” Alison moans softly into the mattress and encouraged by her wanton reaction I take it up one more step. “Would you like that, ****. Do you want your womb filled by one of her well-hung studs?” Again, her response is a loud moan, but when I press the head of my cock against her pussy, her legs spread even wider and she instinctively tilts her pelvis to the perfect angle for my entry.

I'd like to say how big and hard my cock was as I pounded her, but the sad fact of the matter is that I could already feel some of the vigor slipping away and I'm not even sure that I'll be able to finish what I start.