He does.

The clerk get's out of your car and you're compelled to follow him, together you ride the elevator up to the floor your apartment is on. Feeling ever more nervous as you approach your home you silently follow the clerk to your door. He unlocks it and you follow him inside.

Even though you knew and dreaded what he meant to do to you, the speed with which he acts once the apartment door is closed behind you takes you by complete surprise. As soon as the door is shut he grabs a bunch of hair round the back of your head and drags you across the room. He pushes you up against the back of your big black leather sofa and bends you forward over it.

"I wish you could talk again." The clerk snarls. "I like my bitches to make some noise when they're getting fucked."

"Please don't do this to me." You beg, scrambling to get a grip and squirm away from the man. "Whatever I've done, I'm sorry. Please, I won't tell anyone just don't do this."

Though you're struggling, the grip he has of your long blonde hair is too firm to break. He forces you over the backrest and pushes himself between your flailing legs. You hear the ominous sound of a zipper and realise that he's getting his cock out. You wail piteously and grab at the sofa and try unsuccessfully to pull yourself over the back and away from him. The tiny skirt offers no protection to you. Bent over as you are it's ridden high leaving your squirming ass and pussy open to ****.

"Oh god nooo. This can't be happening." You screech in panic. "Stop, don't do this I'm a guy for fucks sake."

Something incredible hot nudges between your thighs and jabs against your pussylips. You wriggle desperately and several times the hot blunt tip of his cock misses it's target and thrusts up against your labia. He pauses and times his next thrust. The head of his cock hits your damp slit and forces itself into you. You feel an incredible heat sliding into your body, forcing your pussy open as it slides in.

"Ohhh nooo." you cry in horror as you feel yourself invaded.

"Ohh yess." The clerk hisses triumphant. "Hows that feel bitch? You're just a hot tight cunt for me to fuck now."

His hips start to pump and the hot flesh inside you pistons in and out. You go rigid with shock and hear the wet sound of his cock thrusting into you. He hammers you remorselessly, the hot shaft ramming into you with short savage strokes. You moan despairingly with each inward thrust of his cock as he fucks you selfishly, not giving a damn about the sense of violation you feel.

"Feel that slut? Feel my cock fucking your tight wet cunt." He growls. "That's all you are now. A fucking cunt to be fucked. Nobody gives a fuck what you think or what you want. They'll just take one look and want to fuck you like this."

Tears are streaming down your face and you sob loudly, spurring him on to fuck you harder. Abruptly his rythem of thrusts changes becomes more erratic and deeper. You understand at once what he's about to do.

"No please. Not inside me." You plead. "Pull out for christ's sake."

He ignores you and you feel the sickening flood of hot cum squirting into your abused pussy.

"Oh fuck yeah." He gloats. "i'm cumming. How do like that you little cunt?"