More humiliation... Now you'll feel it physically to the fullest...

Your knees are painfully bruised...

The strength of your tormentor's arms is so great that you have practically no chance of successfully resisting...

His physical superiority over your weak body is compounded by your mental unpreparedness for a fight – you're simply... broken...

Tears flow unceasingly from your beautiful, large blue eyes...

Your smooth skin feels a cool breath of air, causing you to shudder slightly, already on your knees.

"Please... have mercy..." - you begin to beg again.

However, your words are cut off – the next second, Gruff Mike squeezes your head with his fingers, painfully tugging at your hair.

He lowers his jeans, and you see a large cock swinging in front of your face.

A big dick, one you've seen before...

"Familiar meat rod"...

A thick, long, smelly, and dirty dick of a vile hobo...

The cock that mercilessly fucked you in the mouth and throat a few days ago when you got a little lost on the city streets and wandered into a "disadvantaged" neighborhood.

"Ladies and gentlemen! It's crucial you know one more fun fact about this sissy-slut Billy! The thing is, Billy Atkins is a cocksucker! And that's not a metaphor! He diligently sucked my dick just a few days ago and happily swallowed my cum! Yes, yes! I was the one who took that bitch's oral virginity! My dick was the first to fuck her depraved mouth and throat! Ha! Ha!" - loud, mocking voice of Gruff Mike echoes throughout the mall.

The crowd of spectators laughs, making obscene remarks and ridicule at you.

"Of course, she's just a lustful, passive sissy-whore, not a boy at all..." - your ears catch the words of one of the older women, who looks at you with disdain.

Your humiliated image is now the focus of hundreds of gazes...

Because of the extreme shame and fear, you wish you could just disappear right now...

But beyond shame, this attention has another effect...

A strange effect...

Your tiny penis, locked in a flat metal chastity cage, begins to stir slightly, expressing an inexplicable buildup of arousal.

"See, ladies and gentlemen! This little lying bitch is enjoying this! Billy is nothing but a perverted, submissive, masochistic sissy-whore! Now you'll see further proof that this slut has no dignity whatsoever..." - these words are accompanied by the smack of a large, stinking cock head right on your cheek.

Another smack!

The head of the cock, dripping with precum, left a wet, sticky mark on your forehead...

Smack... Smack... Smack...

Gruff Mike holds your head with one hand, not allowing you to move away even a little.

At the same time, he continues to spank your face with his long, sinewy, stinking cock.

You're in a kind of stupor from the pain and humiliation...

The smack of a hot cock on your lips...

"You know what to do, perverted bitch!" - man's rough voice sounds commanding.

The crowd of spectators is only amused, watching your pain and humiliation...

After another painful slap of his cock across your face, you reflexively open your mouth wider.

The male's lust-heated flesh immediately penetrates the wet depths of your mouth...

"That's better! I think now you'll do what you were born to do, Billy! Your mouth is much better suited for this than for stupid chatter! Ha! Ha! Ha!" - your rapist continues to verbally abuse you as his erect, hard, and hot cock mercilessly penetrates deeper into your mouth and throat.

The head of his large cock quickly presses against the back of your throat...

A painful sensation...

However, this isn't the first time this has happened...

Now you're forced to breathe only through your nose.

Your face is now getting wetter: tears, saliva, precum...

Gruff Mike continues to hold your head and rhythmically move his hips.

He's simply fucking your mouth...

It's a repeat of what happened during your first encounter with this bastard...

Alas, now hundreds of strangers are witnessing this shameful "performance"...

And you can't do anything; a feeling of helplessness and weakness completely overwhelms your body and mind.

Now you kneel and submissively accept your fate as a sissy-cocksucker.

"Gllpp... Sllurpp... Gllrrhhh... Sllluuuppp..." - these are the sounds you're making now (worthy of a cheap whore).

Realizing that Gruff Mike could easily and sadistically inflict even more brutal violence on you, you try to please him and avoid risky situations. Your plump lips press tightly against the man's lust-heated flesh...

You try not to touch his cock with your teeth...

Your tender pink tongue carefully caresses the head of his cock and the hard shaft.

The hot flesh of his cock slides again and again deep into your wet oral hole...

Even though it's not easy, you make an effort to minimize your gag reflex.

With every movement, the head of this large, stinking cock roughly pounds the depths of your tender throat...

The brutal sexual assault goes on and on...

And the greatest shame for you isn't even that hundreds of strangers are witnessing this debauchery: the most terrifying thing is that during this mouth-and-throat fucking, you clearly feel your tiny wee wee wee wee wee wee trying unsuccessfully to harden in the "metal captivity" of your flat chastity cage, and for some reason, your sphincter begins to throb.

"Bitch... Weak, submissive bitch... Just a sissy-bitch... Not a boy..." - phrases like these echo through the crowd...

"This is a dream... Just a dream! Why are the sensations so vivid?!" - panicked thoughts race through your head.