Lisa fights

A deep part of Lisa's psyche screamed out from within, urging for her to resist and somehow through her drunken haze she heard it. Her virtue must not be lost to this foul man. This degenerate, lecherous monster would not claim her maidenhead.

"No!" She shouted with as much **** as she could muster as she tried to wriggle out from under Usher's heavy frame. "Get away from me you monster! I'm a virgin!"

A dark cloud seemed to settle over Usher's features briefly before he broke into a sinister grin, his hands shooting out to grab her wrists far too quickly for her to react. He leaned forward, pinning her hands above her head, pressing his cock against her harder in the process as an ominous laugh began to eminante from deep within him.

Lisa squirmed helplessly in his grasp, kicking feebly as she cursed and spat. "Let go of me you disgusting brute! I'll fucking kill you!" then after a moment's pause she asked angrily, "What's so fucking funny anyway!?"

Usher's laughter trailed off and he leaned in so his nose was almost touching hers, his foul breath, of which Lisa was now acutely aware, wafting directly into her nose and mouth, making her eyes water. "What's so funny, bitch?" he growled. "Let me show you." Usher shifted his weight slightly, moving his hips closer to hers and in doing so, pressing the tip of his fat, hard cock a little deeper into her folds. "What's so funny, my dear... is that you're not a virgin at all." His grin widened as Lisa furrowed her brow in confusion. "That's right little hen. I went and done plucked you earlier, when you was passed out. Left a whole load of me swimmers up in there too."

Lisa's eyes widened in horror before she quickly shook her head. "No... No! You're lying, you couldn't have..." she trailed off as she finally noticed feeling slightly different down there - but surely that was because his disgusting cock was pressing into her, wasnt it? Surely!

Usher took her moment of silence to cackle harshly in her face. "Y' can feel it can't ya?" He taunted. "That's right... not so high and mighty no more. Nuthin' special, just a slut like everyone else." He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malice as tobacco coloured spittle rained down on Lisa. She kept struggling beneath him to no avail, cursing and spitting out the word no repeatedly until Usher barked. "Don't believe it? Here, let me show you, pet."

Usher then slowly, forcefully pushed his hips forward, his rock hard member pressing in harder against the resistance at her opening before breaking through and continuing to fill her. Lisa's eyes went wide with horror, her mouth hanging agape at both the new sensation of being filled and the devastating realisation that this was indeed not her first time. The lack of pain was telling, the immediate pleasure more so, and fragments of dark, hazy memories of her deflowering began to return to her. Finally her voice returned, just as Usher bottomed out inside her, "Noooooooooooooo!" she wailed but it was no use. Even if it weren't true it wouldn't have mattered now, she realised. Usher had taken her flower. The foul, stinky old fuck had degraded her and now was doing it all over again. Tears leaked out of her eyes as she scrunched them shut tightly and she moaned at her loss.

"Oh yes, girlie." Usher cooed into her ear which made the hair on her neck stand up. "You see now, dontcha? Old Usher made a woman of ya and then some. Aww don't cry love..." he said in a tone of faux comfort. "It's not so bad, truly. I bet with a bit of practise and the right attitude you might even enjoy yourself."

With that he leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, which to Lisa's horror felt hard as a diamond. He sucked on it hungrily as he bucked his hips, fucking her in earnest now - wet slapping sounds echoing through the room each time their pelvises met. He soon fell into a steady rhythm of long, steady thrusts, bottoming out at the end of each with a thud that rocked Lisa's slender frame. To her shame she could feel her body responding, the intitial shock of her penetration long gone, replaced by a growing pleasure that seemed to pulse from deep within. She clenched her teeth and tried her best to fight it but soon her legs were shaking and she knew she couldn't hold back much longer.

Usher felt the cowgirl tremble beneath him and let out an amused snort. "Getting toey already love? See, told ya you're a slut."

"Fuck. You." Lisa managed to hiss between grunts only making her assailant laugh harder. "No sweetie..." he began, pulling out and pausing for a moment before assaulting her with a particularly violent thrust. "Fuck." He repeated the action, causing Lisa to arch her back. "You!" he spat, resuming his normal pace. It only took a few more seconds before Lisa cried out in anguish, her climax tearing through her as she moaned and wept. Spurred on by her orgasm, Usher fucked her hard throughout it, bringing himself to his own crescendo just as hers began to die down.

"Take it bitch!" he yelled, directly into her face. "Take it all you slut... if you're lucky you'll be growing my bastard soon." He quickly fell silent, panting to catch his breath as he began to come down from his euphoric high. Lisa lay beneath him, a quivering mess and as he pulled out she could feel his thick load begin to seep out of her now gaping cunt. Careful to keep her arms pinned, Usher moved out from between her legs, taking a good look at his handiwork as he did so. Her puffy folds were soaking wet and leaking his cum which was pooling beneath her on the bed. "Now ain't that a pretty sight for old eyes." he mused before reaching around under the bed and coming up with a short length of rope. He deftly bound Lisa's wrists above her head, looping the rope through the bed frame, then rose to stand over her, wheezing and panting all the while.

"Well missy... now that's out of the way I think you should get some rest." He reached over and covered her with the blanket, licking his wet lips as he took in a final gaze at her naked form. "You rest up and have a good think about what's gonna happen next, because while you might be angry now, you're all outta options in this here town."

"I'll fucking kill you." Lisa hissed through gritted teeth.

"Now now girlie, think about that. What will that get ya? Then you'll just be a murderer on the run. You know you won't last a week on the lam." Usher patted her on the shoulder. "Chin up girlie. You're a woman now, and there's always a place for a woman who knows her place." He winked at her then turned to leave. "Get some sleep and we'll natter in the morning. You never know, things might look diff'rent in the light of a new day."

With that Usher trudged away leaving Lisa alone to stew in her own thoughts and his foul fluids for the night.