It soon becomes clear it's the only way

Suzanne looks up at the penis, small amounts of fear and confusion building inside of her. But her main emotion is still, by far, desperately horny.

"A b-blowjob?! But I need to cum!"

"I know all about slutty whores like you. I watch them all the time in porn." George says confidently. "You need to earn your orgasms."

"W-what?" It's so difficult to think clearly through the haze of arousal.

"A normal woman who was **** to cum and didn't want to work for it would just rub one out on her own." George points out.

Suzanne is compelled to reply with the truth. "That's true, but I can't cum on my own!"

George nods. "Exactly. It feels better when you have to earn it, doesn't it?"

Suzanne hesitates... Technically he's right, orgasms that take a while to build do tend to feel even better.

"Yes..." She admits.

"Well then, worship my cock with your mouth and beg for your cummies."

Even in her super-horny state, Suzanne can't help but cringe at the out-loud use of the word 'cummies'.

But still, she does need to cum. And she does need a partner for that. And... Well... This isn't her first time interacting with a penis. It's happened a number of times before, where this overpowering arousal has hit her in a situation where the only willing companion around was a man.

Maybe she should at least try a blowjob. Just to prove to herself that she really does hate it, and she's not really bisexual.

She gulps, having made up her mind. If she's going to do it, she might as well do it properly, to make sure that she does indeed get rewarded with a hard cock inside her.

That doesn't feel like a very lesbian thing to think. She awkwardly ponders to herself as she moves her mouth towards the waiting penis.

"Beg for permission to taste my glorious cock." George demands, moments before her lips make contact.

This motherfucker is really pushing it.

But now that she's gone so far, it seems pointless to argue. She's already at rock bottom, as far as she's concerned, and has little self-respect to cling onto at this point.

"Please Sir." She tries to make it sound sarcastic, at least, but because she's so horny and ****, it comes out all shaky, and actually ends up sounding rather sincere. "Please let me sample the flavours of your magnificent manhood with my mouth."

"Permission granted." George says with an air of dominance.

And then he shoves the head of his penis deep into her mouth, bashing against her gullet.

"HURK!"

Suzanne makes an ungodly noise as George's cockhead punches the back of her throat. Instantly, and instinctively, she pushes against George's thighs, and tries to escape. But he's got a strong grip on the back of her head, and is able to hold her in place as he begins to skullfuck this oral virgin.

"Yeah bitch, how do you like that?!" He croons as he abuses her mouth and throat. She feels like she's going to be sick.

Her mouth makes disgusting, unholy 'GLURK' noises as the tip of his penis bounces again and again against her tonsils. Spit and phlegm quickly begin to build and trickle down her chin, splashing down onto her heavy breasts.

Even in horny mode, Suzanne finds nothing enjoyable about this experience. As her lungs start to burn with a **** need for oxygen, she just starts pounding in panic against the young man's legs.

And then just as she thinks she's about to white out, her airway is cleared, the grip on her head is removed, and she is able to collapse to the floor while taking short but large gasping breaths.

"That doesn't feel as good as I'd expected." George muses. "I wonder why they do it so much in porn." He seems completely oblivious or uncaring about Suzanne's state.

"Oh well." George says to himself out loud, while Suzanne is still recovering from the oral ordeal. "I'm sure anal will feel amazing."

"Anal?!" Suzanne chokes out in outrage. She would have followed with 'There's no fucking chance in hell you're ever touching me again, never mind going anywhere near my butt', but she doesn't have the breath yet.

"Yeah, anal. You must be relatively experienced, right? With 'BUTT SLUT' written on your cheeks and all that."

"No, I've never had anal sex in my life." Suzanne answers truthfully.

"Pfft, yeah right. Well, whatever, it doesn't really matter either way, does it? Your slutty asshole clearly needs a good hard seeing to, and I've come to make it happen."

While Suzanne is trying to find the words to tell this awful man what she thinks of him, a final new sensation comes over her. One that has only happened twice before.

Both times before had been awful. She'd ended up sleeping with men that she had zero intention of becoming intimate with. But compared to George, those men were saints who just wanted pretty bog standard sex.

This time, as the aura of complete submissive obedience comes over her, it's a weirdo nerd hell-bent on re-enacting the nastiest pornos ever made who stands between her and the door.

"Now turn around, bend over, spread your cheeks, and beg me to ruin your ass." The instructions come quickly, sealing her fate.

Despite the sensible part of her mind's objections, the weird super-horny, totally-honest and fully-obedient part is in control right now.

While still recovering her breath from nearly being asphyxiated, she turns around, bends over, and spreads her cheeks.

"P-please ruin my slutty ass, Sir." She hears herself say.

A real lesbian should definitely never be heard saying those words.