He takes her

Serrano pulled out, leaving her coughing and gasping for air. Her eyes were red and watery, and her throat burned. He smirked at her, and slapped his cock against her cheek.

"That was a nice start. Be a good little slut and clean my cock, and maybe I'll be gentle when I **** your pussy."

Isabella did as she was told, her tongue lapping at his shaft, tasting her own spit.

"That's a good whore."

He stood up, his cock still fully erect but now wet and glistening. He grabbed her and brought her to the mirror, forcing her to look at herself again.

"Look at yourself. This is who you are now. This is what you've become."

Isabella stared at her reflection, her eyes wide and fearful. Her mascara was running down her cheeks, and her lipstick was smeared across her mouth. Her hair was disheveled, and her skin was flushed. Her breasts were red from his frenzied mauling, her nipples raw.

She looked conquered.

"Now, take off your skirt and panties. I'm going to claim your virginity, and you're going to enjoy it."

Isabella swallowed and slowly unzipped her skirt, sliding it down her legs. Her panties followed, revealing her clean shaven mound, with her labia glistening from her own arousal.

Now she stood completely naked before him. Her body was toned and muscular, but her hips curved outwards, betraying her femininity, her thighs toned and her calves firm.

She looked like a goddess, but she was his plaything now.

"Good girl. Now, spread your legs and bend over. "

She did as she was told, bending over and bracing herself against the mirror. He lined up behind her and rubbed his cock along her slit.

"Oh, I can't wait to ruin you."

He pushed forward, his cock penetrating her with a single thrust.

Isabella screamed, the sudden pain making her head spin. Her virginity was gone, and she was his now.

He began thrusting, his cock slamming further into her with every stroke. She moaned and whimpered, her body shaking with each thrust.

"Please, please stop. It hurts, it's too big."

"Look into the fucking mirror, whore."

He continued pounding her, his cock tearing her apart. Her pussy was on fire, the friction and pressure overwhelming. She could feel his balls slapping against her clit, and she could hear his heavy grunting as he used her like a toy.

She could see her own reflection, and the sight filled her with shame. Her eyes were rolling back in her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She looked like a bitch in heat, and she knew that was exactly what he wanted.

"Take it. Take it all, bitch. I'm going to breed you, mark you as mine. You'll never be rid of me, and you'll never forget this."

She could feel her body tensing, the pressure building inside her. Her vision was starting to go dark, and her ears were ringing. She couldn't breathe, and she could barely think. She was on the verge of passing out, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

He pulled out suddenly, leaving her empty and aching. She slumped to the floor, gasping for air.