Get rid of her

She looks at you as she sits up, cupping her oozing pussy as she slides off the table and stands. Her eyes are smoky and excited, and you wonder if the horny bitch expects you to fuck her yet again. You stare at her, saying nothing as you tuck your cock away, watching uncertainty creep into her face. Her eyes never leave yours as her hand continues to examine her tenderised cunt.

"You used me so hard," she murmurs. "No one has ever....not ever..." She smooths her pleated skirt down, then fastens her bra, looking at you shyly as she buttons her blouse. "You made me come so hard...used me...I've never..." her voice trails off and she slowly sways towards you.

"You ruined me, ruined my poor little pussy, destroyed me, ripped me up." She rests her hands against your chest, looking up at your silent face with appealing eyes. "I want to feel like this again, to have you brutalise me..fuck me til I'm insane...breed me again."

"You're a filthy bitch," you tell her, seeing a tremor ripple through her. "A dirty little fuck pig."

"I am," she murmurs, stroking your chest and turning her face up. "I'm very nasty. A dirty little rich girl fuck pig. I need a strong male to use me. Take me and own me. Brutalise all my filthy holes. Make me scream and beg." She parts glistening lips, touching them with the tip of her pink tongue, obviously wanting to be kissed. You grasp her shoulders and hold her a few inches away, watching uncertainty in her face.

"I do not kiss fuckmeat," you say coldly, feeling her tremble and seeing excitement kindle in her eyes. "Kissing is for women, not for teen bitches in heat. You're just a life support system for your fuck holes."

"Oh God...." she murmurs, trembling in your grasp, her breathing deepening. "You're driving me mad..."

"You need to go," you say coldly. "I want no more of you today. Clean yourself and leave. The bathroom is upstairs."

She stares at you, her face hungry and wanton, her chin trembling. She gives a brief nod, and climbs the stairs, twitching her ass as she walks, obviously inviting you to follow. You stare at her coldly, watching her until she enters the bathroom and closes the door.

To your surprise she's only a few minutes in your bathroom, emerging looking fresh and unfucked, her hair brushed and tidy. She sways down the stairs, a teasing smile on her face.

"You used me so hard," she murmurs. "Took me like a man would take me, not like the boys I've had." She sways closer to you, her face and body an open invitation.

"I used you like the dirty little fuck bitch you are," you say coldly, freezing her in her tracks, and wiping the restored confidence off her face. "Used you like a hot wet hole. It's all you deserve."

"Oh God..." she murmurs, her voice almost a whimper. "You're so cruel...and you make me so wet and ready...just a bitch who needs a cock."

"That's all you are," you say with a sneer. "A filthy, horny, rich cock craving cunt."

"God...you talk to me like I'm not even human..." she moans.

"You're not, you're just a collection of fuck holes."

"Yes...just meat...just fuck meat...for the alpha dog to mount..." she's rubbing herself through her skirt, her body wriggling with excitement, her restored confidence gone, leaving only her sex-crazed frenzy behind.

"Time to go," you say firmly, grasping her shoulder and steering her towards the door.

"My panties," she says, squirming out of your grasp and picking them off the floor. With a grin she tucks them into your shirt pocket, looking up at you with open invitation. "You own my hot bitch cunt now. I'll bring you others...bring you Rose...so you can make her scream when you pound into her...bring that Tamara slut...anyone..."

"Get out, fuck meat," you sneer, pushing her towards the door. You're suddenly sick of the sight of her, wanting her out of your cottage. She goes without protest, her eyes wide and wanton as she steps outside, flicking her ass once at you as she walks up the path and away.