Degrade her further

You pull out of her arse slowly, the thick length leaving her with a wet, filthy sound. It is still rigid and heavy, glistening with the thick load you just pumped into her and streaked from the hole you decided she still deserved. Natasha remains on her back, soft body shaking, legs still open, the unrelieved ache clear in the way her hips keep making small, aborted movements.

You look down at her and give the order without any softness.

“Clean it.”

She stares at the mess for a long second, breathing hard, brunette hair tangled across the pillow.

“No, please…”

“Clean it, whore.”

The same mouth that spent six months saying no now has to deal with the evidence of what just happened. She shifts, rises onto her elbows, and leans forward. Tears streak her face. Her soft lips part. She takes the cum-slick, shit-flecked cock onto her tongue and begins to work.

The first long lick runs from the base all the way to the head, collecting the thick residue. She doesn’t pull away from the taste. She simply keeps going, tongue flattening against the underside, cleaning every streak and drop with deliberate, thorough strokes. Soft lips stretch around the shaft as she sinks lower, taking more of the thick length into her mouth, the wet sound of it filling the quiet bedroom. Her free hand comes up to hold the base she can’t fully fit, stroking in time with the motion of her head while she strips the mess from every inch.

“Now you can make yourself cum, slut.”

You keep one hand in her brunette hair, not forcing, just guiding the pace so she stays focused on the task. Natasha’s soft curvy body is bent to it, full breasts hanging, soft stomach tight with residual tension from the denied orgasm. She works the full 8.5 inches with growing concentration, cheeks hollowing, tongue swirling under the head on every upward pass, cleaning the cock that just finished inside her arse until the streaks are gone and only the residual shine of spit and the last traces of cum remain.

Her free hand moves to clit, and after only a few seconds you watch as she quivers and moans around your girth. You hear her wetness as you force her head down further for just a few seconds on your cock. She gags. Phlegm bubbles explode around her mouth and she wretches.

“You’ve a lot of work to do, cunt.”

She sobs, but doesn’t stop until the length is clean. Only then does she pull back, lips swollen, eyes lowered, waiting for whatever comes next in the quiet aftermath of the punishment.