Some texts, and farewell to Danni

Frank pulled out of Danni, leaving her asshole oozing hot cream. Her eyes were glazed and her body still trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasms, looking every bit the fucked out slut she was. He had a quick shower and dressed before sitting down to check his phone.

There were several messages, most with pictures, and he smiled as he scrolled through them.

"Missing you already! Love you so much!" from Brittany.

"You didn't fuck me at the party....Are you mad at me? Because I let other men do me? I'm sorry I was a slut! Let me be a good little girl for you....Please Signore...Put me in a cage again!" from Megan.

"I bought these and I can't wait to show them to you! And give myself to you again! I saw you watching me at the party! I love cocks so much! But I love yours most of all!" from Jane.

"Don't I look cute? Would you like to rip it off me and fuck me til my tits explode? That's what I want!" from Vanessa.

"This ass is so ready for you Mr. Frank!" from Lisa.

"Drop by for a drink after work today if you have time. I think we have a lot in common." From David Scott.

Frank guessed that sharing Millicent was one of the things they had in common, and he wondered if dropping by for a drink was an invitation to share her again.

On the couch, Danni stirred groggily. Frank gathered up her discarded uniform and dumped it on the floor beside her.

"Wha...." she murmured groggily, looking up at him with cloudy eyes.

"Get dressed and go home," he growled. "I'm done with you."

"Wha...what? Let me...let me rest...please..." she whimpered pathetically, lifting a hand to him in supplication.

"You've been resting. Time to go. Put some clothes on or I'll toss you out bare assed."

"You're...you're so mean..." she pouted, sitting up and trying to glare at him.

"Yeah, and you like it mean. That's why you're here, to get treated like a fucking slut."

"I hate you...." she snuffled, starting to reach for her clothes.

"I'll show you how much you hate me," Frank snarled as he stood up and dropped his pants.

"What...what...no...you..." she babbled, looking up at him with mixed emotions as he strode towards her, his cock bobbing. Before she could react further he grabbed a handful of her hair and forced his cock into her gasping mouth, pressing it past the entrance to her throat until her nose was buried against his pubic hair.

She looked up at him with angry, frightened eyes, but Frank could see she had one hand buried in her cunt, frigging herself.

"Yeah you hate me alright...you like to get hate fucked...used hard...treated like the fucking worthless tramp you are...swallow it you fucking cunt, I don't care if you can't breathe...fuckin' dumb bitch..."

He started to face fuck her hard and deep, ignoring the mewling cries of discomfort from the kneeling blonde, caring only to empty his balls in her again, his pleasure magnified by the scorn and disdain he felt for her.

Grunting as he came, he dumped half his load down her throat then sprayed the rest on her upturned face, sneering down at her degradation.

"Now get out of here, you fuckin' pig," he snarled. "And don't come back til I call you."

He ignored her broken sobbing as she picked up her clothes and slowly dressed, her eyes looking at him with a mixture of resentment and twisted adoration. When she had her maid costume back on he pushed her outside, ignoring her pleading looks for mercy, and shut the door on her, smiling as he did so.