Someone wakes you up.

You fitfully dream of home, constantly running from some unseen **** that seeks to tie you up and subdue you. It feels as though your house is half its normal size, you can only travel a few steps before you reach the end of any given hallway or room, and there is always something chasing you.

You wake up because of an odd sensation on your chest. Startled and groggy, you reel back and look around with sleepy eyes. You are laying on top of your arms, which are still secured behind your back. Another dick-girl is straddling your chest, obviously one of the staff for this infernal place, because she wears a familiar leather corset and nothing else. She looks down on you through long blonde hair and intense green eyes with a wicked smile that makes you very worried. You are thoroughly pinned underneath her, and because of your bindings you can barely move at all. Dammit, why did I have to fall asleep? I've got to keep my guard up! The woman has a raging hard-on that she nonchalantly waves in front of your lips. Her cock looks huge so up close. You try your best to turn your head and avoid it but it is no use, she can follow your every move easily.

"I heard a rumor during lunch today, 'We've got another fighter on our hands. This one will be tough to break!' Well I couldn't let Angelica have all the fun, now could I?"

She pushes her cock towards onto your lips, but you refuse to simply open wide. Instead, her cock mashes painfully into your upper lip and nose, though she seems entirely unphased. Growling like an animal, she continues to push against your lips.

"That's right! Fight me, ****!" She laughs menacingly.

Her hand grabs your nose and after a moment you have **** but to breath through your mouth. You part your lips over clenched teeth and seethe at the woman above you, furious that you are well and truly helpless in this situation. She takes this opportunity to slide her huge cock over your lips and teeth. She reaches a hand up and begins jerking her cock, her knuckles slapping your chin with every stroke. You try again to turn your body and your head away, flailing as best as you can to get this sadistic dick-girl off of you. She giggles happily as you struggle.

"Mmm. You are a stubborn one."

She stops jerking it to try and pry your clenched jaw open, but you hold fast, using all of your strength to keep your mouth closed. This only makes her smile wider. She strokes out a fresh bead of precum and quickly smears it onto your teeth and lips. You instantly try to spit it away, which is much less effective through clenched teeth. Continuing to masturbate on top of you, She enjoys every little squirm and resistance you make. You're caught in a catch 22; any time you refuse to comply it only seems to make her more aroused. Soon enough she has more precum to smear onto your lips, and now you begin to fear what's coming next.

"Since you won't cooperate, I think you need to be punished."

She begins slapping your cheek hard with her huge cock. Surprised by it's impact, you try your best to struggle away yet again. She slaps you over and over with her leaking cock while laughing joyfully, leaving little trails of precum across your cheek, face, and neck. She grabs you by your hair and smothers you with her cock, grinding it's length against your face. Her dick is longer than your head is tall. You have **** but to feel the warmth of this woman's cock as it dry-humps your face. You can deal with anything as long as you don't have cock in your mouth. Suddenly, she raises her hips and sets her large , smooth ball sack on your mouth. You groan and struggle, but she's got you in a thigh headlock. Now teabagged and thoroughly humiliated, you try to ignore the strong scent of her musk as she jerks her cock.

"I _do _wish that you would help me, but I think I need to help _you _instead." Her voice is muffled by her thighs, " I think you need to be taught you place, ****."

She strokes for a minute longer before sitting back onto your chest, apparently about to blow. You close your eyes and wait. Because you refuse to look, you only feel the warmth of her cum as it begins to coat your neck, face, and hair. She successfully douses both of your closed eyelids with jizz, much to your dismay. You shudder as the scent inevitably enters your nose. As she stands up, you notice how quickly her cum starts to cool on your face. You are left with a cold wet mess on your face, neck and hair, that you have no way of cleaning.

"I fear you may have lived up to your reputation, ****." she says mockingly, "I think I may have to pay you another visit."

By the time she leaves the room you are still hesitant to open your eyes, but you quickly roll over and try to get the copious amount of cum off of your face. You are **** to drag your face along the cold metal floor to get anything done. After a minute of cleaning, you try opening your eyes and are greeting with a terrible burning sensation. Now with watering eyes, you can see the volume of cum that you've removed and it is ridiculous. You roll away from the mess and try not to think about the cum in your hair that you cannot clean out.

Even though you just woke up, you are terribly tired once again from struggling against that damned woman. There's also no way of telling how long you were actually asleep. Instead of trying sleep where you are, you slide your way over to the bedroll and try to ignore the lingering smell of cum in your hair. You drift off to sleep rather easily.