You stay where you are.

Bent over with your juicy pussy starting to trickle its juices down your thighs... you decide you have ****. And as you hear his clothes rustle as he frees his cock, you bite your lip and prepare to be fucked like the whore you've let yourself become. Why did you go to those shady gangsters in the first place?

"I asked you out all those times last year nicely," Sean says, and you flinch and yelp as the hot, hard head of his prick starts to nudge at the soft, ready opening to your body. "If you'd said yes then, I would have taken you out to the nicest restaurants, would have treated you well... I would've fucked you like a lady. Now I'm gonna fuck you like a whore. Coz that's what you are isn't it?"

You don't answer, don't realize he's waiting for an answer, and so the slap catches you by surprise. Hard enough to make your full ass jiggle.

"Answer me! Tell me you're a whore!"

You sniff back tears. "O-Ok, I'm a whore," you sob helplessly.

"Fucking to pay back a measly five grand..." he mutters, and then squeezes the head of his prick between your tight, wet pussy lips.

"Aaah!" You cry out, fearing a savage thrust, but Sean is still taking it slow and steady. He eases his cock into you bit by bit, taking his time and savoring how your tight hole grips his shaft.

"I'm glad we got all this sorted out on the first morning," he says as you feel his prick - average sized, not too big or too wide or too small - drive all the way up inside you. He grinds his hips against your ass a little, then groans with pleasure as he pulls it back out. "Yeah, now this is all understood, you can spend the rest of the week working off your debt on your back, on your front... anywhere I want you!" You can't control the sob that escapes as he says that. "Don't worry," he adds, "it'll still be better than you'd have gotten with those other goons. But I am paying you a grand a day basically. You're gonna have to be a very dirty whore for me for that money." Your sloppy hole slurps on his dick as he slides it back in, and you blink back tears. You're already the dirtiest whore you can imagine for not running out of the door already.

And with that he starts to fuck you in earnest. He grabs onto your hips and starts to thrust into you with smooth, steady, firm strokes that make you pant and gasp, and that rattle the shelves you're holding onto. Your pussy makes disgusting, pornographic noises as he fucks you, and... in spite of yourself you start to forget your position. His fingers were so clever that he really did turn you on, and it really does feel good to have that cock sliding inside you and filling you like you haven't been filled in so long.

"Ahn!" you moan in pleasure without thinking, and he laughs.

But he's not fucking you for your pleasure. He's fucking you like a whore, paying no attention to your clit and making no attempt to get you off. Instead he fucks you harder and faster, building his own rhythm and skillfully working his hips to get himself off inside you. Fuck, that's what he's going to do isn't it? Just shoot inside you! Thank God you're still on the pill, but still... God, how low will you have to sink this week?

Oh God, and... will he actually make you cum? Against your will?

Not this time, it seems. Sean just grabs onto your hips and builds his speed to a blur of rutting, his hips slapping off your firm ass until he suddenly gives one mighty thrust into you, and you feel the final humiliation of the heat of his seed spreading inside you. He jerks again and again, pumping every last kick of his cum into your soft, wet interior then pulls his cock out with a sigh of satisfaction.

"I knew I wouldn't regret helping you out, Holly." He laughs as your knees, tired and trembling, sag and you slump to the floor. You kneel, looking up at him with your eyes red and teary and your thighs wet with your own guilty juices. "Now, I really got to get to class. Do a good job cleaning this place up." And with that he laughs, tucks his messy cock back in his jeans and walks out.

You stare after him, panting and shaking. And then you feel his thick spunk start to ooze from your body and you quickly move your hands to catch it as it drips from your well-fucked cunt. You'd only have to clean it up anyway.