Pierre definitely isn't done with her

“Fucking cum-rag…” he muttered as he pushed himself back up to his feet. Knees feeling a bit shaky, he had to take a moment to gather himself and overcome a rush of light-headedness before he began walking across the room to where he had left his clothes in a neatly folded stack. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial. Uncapping it, he let a few small pills of different shapes and colors drop into his hand and quickly put them in his mouth. It was an assortment of a couple different enhancers, most of them hard to come by. He immediately felt his tiredness subside and his strength return, his heart-rate slowing to normal. He straightened, a wide grin spreading across his face as he felt more energy, ready to go again as his cock stiffened again. The small, blue pill in the mix did its job, leaving the middle-aged man rejuvenated for another few rounds.

Glancing over, he realized that the actress had watched him “re-erect” himself and had a look of both amazement and horror on her face. She looked ready to drop, like a boxer in the twelfth round of a loosing fight. He had just utterly wrecked her, dominated her, sodomized her and ****-fed her his cum, yet she now realized her night was far from over.

“Let’s go again, bitch!” His tone was entirely different now, far less jovial and more commanding. He was in charge and they both knew it as he confidently strode towards where Jessica still sat on the floor.

“Pierre…” she began, but didn’t get much further when her brunette hair was grabbed tightly and she was pulled upright. She winced as he grasped his cock around the base and firmly smacked her across the face with it, repeatedly, yet she did nothing to stop him, only squinted against the demeaning treatment.

“Open your slut mouth!”

She swallowed, her throat feeling raw from when he had **** her to swallow his cum, but obeyed without protest. Opening her mouth wide, she even stuck her tongue out in the way she had seen the women in porn movies do, figuring that it was what he wanted. Albeit humiliating, she realized that the idea turned her on still. He had made her his slut, was now fully in charge until he said they were done. It was exciting…

Pierre acknowledged her whorish display with a chuckle, registering her silent consent to their dynamic. He rewarded her by wiping the length of his cock across the flat of her tongue a few times, then tapping the spongy head against it. She gagged and flinched a little, but obediently remained in position as he mistreated her.

“Little cheater slut!” he hissed, “What would your husband say…”

The mention of her family had the desired effect in rousing her and she opened her eyes to glare at him, yet when she wanted to speak he used that exact moment to plunge his cock into her mouth.

“Grrrrrrkh!” Jessica retched violently as he once again took her by surprise and pressed the tip of his dick against the entrance of her throat. Her body bucked violently and she reached for his hips, yet she stopped herself from actually pushing him off as Pierre began facefucking her.

“Oui! Fucking Hollywood cunt! Salope!” Pierre hissed, as he thrust into her mouth, utterly overwhelming her and triggering her gag reflex every time. She wasn’t a porn star, wasn’t used to this kind of treatment and it showed as she coughed and spluttered, utterly overwhelmed by the onslaught. Thick, syrupy saliva began to leak from the corners of her mouth, running down her chin to messily splatter on her breasts and the floor and while she didn’t push him away, her neatly manicured fingernails dug into his fleshy hips. “Fucking let me in, you dumb bitch!”

”Grrrkh! Grrrkh! Grrrkh!” It wasn’t that she didn’t want to relax her throat and allow his cock to slide inside, the problem was far more that her body didn’t comply. While Pierre had been extraordinarily careful and gentle when going for her ass, her throat seemed to receive no such consideration as Jessica felt like a ragdoll, being yanked back and forth by her hair while being **** to **** on the Frenchman’s girthy cock. Tears, snot and saliva ran from her orifices, making an absolute mess of the gorgeous woman, who hardly understood what was happening. Suddenly, Pierre’s cock was pulled from her mouth and as she gasped for air, she suddenly received two loud, stinging open-palm slaps across her face, making her head fly. She cried out in shock, but before she knew it that thick slab of man-meat was crammed back between her jaws, battering the entrance to her throat.

“Grosse pute! Allez!” Pierre shouted at her, only increasing the stress she now experienced, feeling more than a little stupid right now. Things had changed a lot over the last hour. He had started by listening to her problems, massaging her sore shoulders and eating her pussy, charming and seducing her. Now that she had given in, her defenses lowered, she was getting fucked in the ass, called a bitch and a slut and slapped around for not complying fast enough. He had tricked her, was taking advantage of her, there was little doubt about that. Yet at this point, she felt like there was nothing to do but ride it out. She had been duped and her petite holes were now paying the price.

She retched when Pierre stopped his onslaught, but instead he now pressed the tip of his cock against the entrance to her throat, demanding entry. She bucked, but his grip on the back of her head was too strong and he held her in place, making her gag.

“Stick your tongue out, bitch! All the way out!”

The command felt cruel, her gaping mouth already stuffed completely full and Jessica didn’t believe she could comply, but she tried nonetheless. To her own surprise, she managed to push forward, feeling him shudder as the wet, spongy flat of her appendage slid along the underside of his sensitive cock. She **** it past her teeth, gagging and grimacing as she finally managed to poke the very tip of her tongue out past her lips. She gave a muffled moan, signaling her success and as she did, she understood why he had made her do it. Pushing her tongue out had changed the opening to her pharynx a bit, creating a little more space. The actress retched violently as Pierre pushed into that space, pressing ahead, but was easily held in position.

Just as she hoped for a moment of reprieve, thinking he had filled the newly-created room and was going to give her a break, she was caught completely off guard when Pierre suddenly slapped the back of her head hard. She would have cried out, but the smack **** her head forward, which in turn drove his cock into her throat. Her tired, overworked muscles finally relented, giving way to allow the triumphant Frenchman to slide himself into her gullet. She could hear him groan with pleasure as he was engulfed by the liquid heat of her warm, wet throat.

“Aaaah! Oui, bitch! Suck my dick, you dumb cunt!” Pierre tossed his head back, eyes closed in bliss as he basked in the glory of the moment. He absolutely loved getting his dick sucked by a pretty woman. On one side, it felt fantastic of course, to have a silky, hot mouth wrapped around his dick, pleasuring him, but it was made even better by what the act signified. It was domination, her working to please him while getting nothing in return. Good-looking women often were worshipped these days, were pampered and got their way and this certainly applied to Jessica, who had made millions in several industries, using her assets to her advantage.

Well, he was using her assets now, and he loved it. Having the stunning actress kneel on the floor in front of him, wearing nothing but those incredibly slutty boots as he got her face used like some disposable sextoy… it was a thrill. She would certainly remember this for the rest of her life, how she had been absolutely dominated, her dignity taken away as she broke her marriage vows. Every demeaning act he put her through made her comeuppance sweeter and the fact that she was a willing participant was the cherry on top.