Robert corners her

Jessica’s teeth clenched and she felt rage boiling up in her stomach when she saw in the mirror’s reflection who had followed her. Her eyes blazed as she twirled around to face Robert, who leaned nonchalantly against the ladies’ room’s door frame, watching her with a smirk.

“You fucking bastard!” she hissed, seething, but keeping her voice low so she wouldn’t alert the other two men sitting at the bar.

“You fucking slut!” the old man gave back with an amused chuckle, demonstratively bringing his fingers up to his nose to sniff at them. The lewd action made Jessica’s face flush even more and in her anger she struggled for words, irritated that she was obviously not taken serious.

“How… how dare you?!” she finally managed to bring out, disgusted with him as well as with herself. Her fists clenched and she felt tears of anger and shame well up in her eyes. Why did her body react this way?

“You loved it! Your pussy is creaming!” he lifted his fingers with that dirty grin on his face that drove her mad with fury. He pushed himself off the door frame and nonchalantly walked towards her, his eyes on her, almost stalking her.

Jessica's face was a mask of indignant rage, her eyes blazing with angry tears, her teeth almost bared in a snarl at the older man, who, to her utter irritation, was not the least bit put off. While she did not consider herself a diva she was used to getting her way, was used to people hurrying to make amends as soon as her mood darkened. To see this man seemingly unfazed by her fury threw her off.

“I...” she started.

SMACK!

“AAAH!” Jessica cried out in surprise. The hard, openhanded slap surprised her, hitting her left cheek and sending her head flying. Wide-eyed with shock she turned back. All of a sudden all that powerful fury was gone and she felt her lower lip quiver, the harsh smack immediately reducing her from angry woman to scared girl. She felt a sob well up in her throat.

SMACK!

“AAAAAAH!” she screamed as Robert's backhand impacted with her right cheek, sending her head into the other direction. She had never been bitchslapped before. In fact, she had not been disciplined since she had been a little girl and Robert's treatment now sent her back to her childhood days.

Robert's cock was rock hard inside his pants. In his younger days he had worked in the red-light-district and he still enjoyed setting a mouthy woman straight. His eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as he reached down and grabbed Jessica by the throat, yanking her back up into a standing position. She gargled helplessly at the tight grip and instinctively her hands came up to his wrist, trying to pry his fingers away.

An amusing attempt. All it took to stop it was a threatening look. The girl's beautiful brown eyes, a moment ago filled with fury, were now brimming with tears, begging him for mercy.

When he spoke his voice was both calm and dangerous. “Listen to me, you little bitch! I know this is hard for you because you little girls are completely spoiled these days. Think you are oh so powerful and a pretty thing like you has men kissing her fucking feet anyway! Made you forget your place, huh?!”

Jessica tried to say something, but his fingers tightened, closing her throat and stopping her.

“You're wrong, slut, if you think you can treat an old dog like me that way. You are just a pretty cunt, thinking you intimidate people. You don't intimidate me! Do you get that?”

Jessica nodded quickly, causing Robert to smile. He let go of her throat and stepped back, allowing her to gasp for breath.

When he stepped closer she did not protest. When he grabbed the hem of her top she did not resist, she just lifted her arms and let the old cab driver pull it over her head. When he unzipped her skirt she just sobbed, but allowed it to happen, allowed him to push her skirt down, making it pool around her feet.

Jessica Alba stood in the ladies' room. Naked except for her boots. Sobbing and scared. Her cunt was dripping wet.

“Turn around!” Robert ordered, his voice not betraying an iota of compassion.

She complied without questioning him, facing away from him. Seeing herself in the mirror caused her heart to sink. Naked. Tears running down her cheeks, which were colored bright red from the slaps she had received. Her lips quivering. Behind her, she could see the old man's leering eyes taking in her naked back and her ass, inspecting her.

“Bend over!”

Closing her eyes Jessica had to bite her lips to stop herself from sobbing too loud as she shamefully followed his order. Bracing both her hands against the cold porcelain of the sink she leaned forward, feeling her dirty tormentor's eyes on her bare butt.

“Lower!”

He could see her shoulders tremble as the girl obeyed. He had been right about her. She had never been treated this way and did not know how to handle it. Now she was crying profusely, her brief vigor with which she had stood up to him smashed to bits, bending over to present her gorgeous ass to him. A defeated, submissive female offering herself to be mounted. He loved it!

Just to drive his dominance home even more he roughly planted a hand between the young woman's shoulder blades and **** her down all the way. The slut gasped and sobbed as her bare breasts were **** against the cold sink, but she stayed in position, bent at full ninety degrees as he stepped back to relish the view.

“You're so wet it is almost obscene!” Robert chuckled, causing a whimper, but she said nothing as Robert roughly cupped her bare pussy from behind, squeezing the sleek, hairless mound between his fingers.

As he let go the girl's juices were sticking to his palm and, grinning, he made eye contact with the terrified slut and licked them off.

“Nice and tasty!” he winked at her before reaching for his belt. Holding the actress down easily with one hand between her shoulder blades he nimbly unbuckled his pants and shoved them down to his knees, his thick, old cock bouncing free.

“You ain't never been fucked like this, little slut!” Robert promised as he shuffled closer, placing the head of his dick against the entrance of her petite pussy.

-

“AAII! AAH! AAH! AAH! AII! AAH AAH! AAH!”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Sitting at the bar and sipping his beer, Arne couldn't help but grin widely at the sounds coming out of the bathroom. Shaking his head incredulously he chuckled, looking over at Gert, who wiped down the counter.

“Damn!” he said in Dutch to the fat barkeeper, “The old man really can go!”

Gert laughed, winking at his younger friend before moving to pull himself and his friend another beer. “That he can!” he nodded, smirking at the cries and sobs that even downed out the rock music he had put on, “Robert used to be THE guy to break in the little follies. Back in the day he had quite the reputation! Could take the bite out of any girl you gave him. That Yankee slut is in for an experience... The man is a fucking legend!”

The men laughed as more loud slapping sounds filtered out of the bathroom, followed by more squeals.

-

“AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH!”

Jessica yelped at the top of her lungs as her tight, pretty little pussy was all but destroyed, plowed by a man about forty years her senior. He fucked her so hard! When he had first roughly impaled her twat she had squeaked, surprised by the **** and had tried to wriggle away, flee from the man. That had been a mistake.

Hissing Dutch expletives Robert had grabbed her by her ponytail and had yanked so hard she had seen stars, forcing her back to bend to the point of pain while his thrusts trapped her hips against the sink. Not only stuck now, she was also made to look at herself in the mirror as she was ridden in full gallop from behind.

Her breasts bounced wildly on her chest, jumping up and down with every thrust she received, while the old man reached around her and roughly squeezed them from time to time. Her face... she almost did not recognize herself! Her eyes were wide, filled with a mix of pain and embarrassment, staring back at her with shock rather than the youthful confidence she usually exuded. Her mouth hung open wide, causing all those embarrassing squeals and cries to pour out that she couldn't hold back, especially when he slapped her.

Because he held her hair with his left hand he smacked her with his right. He slapped her right ass-cheek with vicious ****, delivering blow after blow all in the same spot, which was soon sore, making it all even worse. She had never felt so used before!

“Sletje! Yeah!” the old cabbie hissed as he drank in the expression in Jessica's eyes, knowing he was giving her a fucking that she'd remember for a long, long time. Looking down to where her ass jiggled enticingly with every impact he saw that her right butt-cheek was a deep red by now. The little slut would surely have trouble sitting down for quite a while.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Another series of harsh spanks deepened that effect, causing the cum rag to squeal miserably.

“What are you?!” he roared in a voice that demanded reply.

“AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH!” she was unable to reply, a **** look on her tear-streaked face as she kept squealing like the little slut she was. Her failure earned her another couple of spanks.

“PLEASE, I- OOWW!” Jessica wailed with shock when the next, hard slap hit her in the face instead of the buttock, which would have sent her head flying with the **** of the blow, had it not been for Robert’s cruel grip on her hair.

“Little bitch!” the old man hissed and yanked Jessica back into an almost upright position before wrapping his arm around her throat and pulling it tight in a chokehold. Jessica gargled, hypnotized by the look of her own reflection. Flushed face, swollen lips, tear-streaked eyes, her firm, golden tits bouncing wildly… her heart sank as she saw how pathetic she looked.

“You tell me what you are right now!” Robert hissed into her ear, a cruel glint in his eyes as he choked her, “Or I swear to God I will fuck you in that pretty, little ass of yours here and now!” His hammering cock never missed a single beat, roughly plowing Jessica’s wet twat, making her sore buttocks ripple.

Jessica let out a sob as he finally relaxed his grip of her throat. She was absolutely terrified, not only by the cruel man whose mercy she was at, but also at the fact that her body responded in this way to this treatment.

“I’M A SLUT! I’M A SLUT!” she cried desperately before she let out a scream as his strong fingers dug into her hips and he held her in place as he jackhammered his cock into her pussy. His big, hairy balls smacking against her clit.

-

Arne frowned and shook his head as PSV wrapped up a quick counter attack by securing a 2-0 lead over Ajax, once more making the Amsterdam defense look like fools.

“Fucking idiots…” he muttered in frustration at the television, shaking his head. Plucking out a half-empty pack of cigarettes he quickly lit one before offering Robert, who sat on the stool next to him, the pack.

“Same old story!” the old cabbie shrugged, taking one from the pack and lighting it. “Hey, Gert, another beer!”

“Grab your own damn beer!” the fat barman hissed, his face wet with sweat as he leaned back against the counter. Both hands buried in Jessica’s hair he guided the actress’ movements as she bobbed her head in his lap.

Jessica let out a moan as she could sense another orgasm, wondering if she would receive another load across her face, adding to the loads the men had already deposited there, or if she would be made to swallow. Kneeling naked on the floor of the dirty bar she just hoped the men would be done with her before other patrons arrived.