Part Two

— — — You Deserve To Be Abused! — — —

She can hear that wonderful sound as she sleeps.

~Shlick shlick shlick shlick!~

It’s wet and even though she hasn’t fully regained consciousness yet, the sound makes her mouth water. Then, the smell hits her as well. That addictive scent of man musk and the promise of a salty and sticky reward.

“Wake uuuup…~”

The voice is familiar. It sounds more playful than what she’s used to though - for some reason, she associates the voice with anger, hate and sexual aggression. There’s something so sweet and loving about the voice now. She wants to wake up and see what kind of pathetic little cunt-munching bitch such a weak-sounding voice could belong to.

~Shlick shlick shlick shlick.~

“Mmmh…” Ibuki moans. The sound is louder now, as if whatever is making the sound is closer to her. Something dribbles onto her nose and leaks into her nostril. At first, the warm liquid offers a tickling sensation. But in her semi-conscious state, she breathes it in and she feels discomfort in her sinuses. She wants to punish whoever is causing her to **** on such a sour and bitter-tasting fluid. Who would dare to defile the great, intimidating Ibuki while she sleeps?!

~Shlick shlick shlick shlick!~

“Nnngggh, I know what will wake you up, fuckface…~” That sweet voice again. Why does it sound so kind, yet at the same time, promises something wonderful and painful?

“Nnnrrruuggh?!” Ibuki suddenly awakens as more of that hot liquid fills her nostrils. Now, she understands. It’s the Asian guy. He’s not looking at her with hate and animosity anymore - it seems more like a careless cruelty. The look in his eyes is full of amusement and coldness, and then she realises he’s cumming! He’s nutting hard, right into her nose. The sensation of hot cum blasting at full **** directly into her nostrils makes her breathe in instinctively, and she snorts it up.

“HHHRRRUUFGGGGH!”

As the man’s sperm floods into her sinuses and coats her lungs, the feeling of being so close to a mind-numbingly powerful orgasm also comes flooding back to her. She chokes on his jizz. She coughs it up through her sinuses and it comes out of her mouth. Despite her depraved masochistic desires, her fight for survival takes precedence, and she tries to move her head away to avoid further blockage in her airways.

“Hnnggh, no no no,” the guy laughs, holding on tight to one of her horns while his other hand continues jerking more jizz into the cum dumpster’s nose.

It’s that lack of empathy for her that brings back all the pleasure she had before she passed out. Ibuki’s whole body suddenly rocks as she humps the air, grinding her meaty cunt along the tiled, water-filled shower floor. Even without rubbing herself on the floor, she would have cum from the man’s ****. That stimulation just enhances her orgasm, further degrading her cock-obsessed brain cells

When the man finally steps off Ibuki’s massive breasts, there are bright red shoe prints in the spots he was standing on. The skin on her tits is somewhat discoloured and bruised because of the prolonged pressure he put on them. He admires his handiwork for a moment. Ibuki is quite a sight. She’s pulling the most genuine ahegao face he has ever seen. Eyes rolling, mouth agape, lips twitching, as his cum leaks from her nostrils and her mouth.

He grabs his dick again and shakes it to free some of the leftover cum off, the same way a guy would after taking a leak. .”What’s wrong?” He asked, using that sweet and condescending voice again. “Aren’t you gonna comment about how small my dick is? Or call me a little bitch? You’re so quiet now, cock-freak. Did I break you? Was my cock too much for you?”

Some focus returns to Ibuki’s eyes, and only now does she seem to remember where she is. Her eyes roll for a moment, looking around while not really seeing anything. And then they settle onto the man’s face. She begins coughing, reminded that her lungs are full of his cum and it takes an agonisingly long time before she can breathe properly again.

But the guy has no patience for that, and drags her by a firm grip on one of her nipples as he makes his way out of the beach public restroom. Her breast stretches between her chest and the guy’s hand and she whimpers from the discomfort and pain. Ibuki doesn’t move at first, but the way he’s squeezing her nipple between his finger and thumb urges her into action and he gives her no time to adjust. If she doesn’t crawl along with him, it feels like he’s more than willing to tear her nipple right off her enormous breast! So she has to follow behind him, match his pace, while on her hands and knees. She’s a very tall woman, though, and even on her hands and knees she almost comes up to his small stature.

Ibuki is so out of it, that she only just realised now that the guy is fully dressed. He likely put some clothes back on while she was passed out - he’s wearing a silver and red pair of surfer shorts and a sleeveless white shirt. The masochistic bitch almost wishes there were people around to see her. She’s fully naked now - being dragged along by her tit like a dog being yanked by its impatient master. That alone hurts a lot, but her hands and knees are also digging into the asphalt.

“H-how much farther?” She asks him, and he stops. He looks at her, then slaps her hard in the face. She tries to thank him for the ****, but the moment she goes to speak, she’s rewarded with a thick wad of spit straight from his mouth.

“Shut the fuck up, cum dumpster. This is what you wanted, right?” He looks at her again, and double takes in disbelief. “Seriously? Even after all this, you still look like this is the best day of your life?!” The guy apparently can’t help but laugh, and he yanks on Ibuki’s tit even harder, making her squeal as he pulls her towards his car. “Heh. Yeah, yeah. Just be quiet and be happy. This is what trash like you is born for. Right? You agree, don’t you?”

“Y-yes, Sir,” Ibuki whines, as tears stream down her cheeks. Her expression borders somewhere between joyful masochism and genuine discomfort and pain. But considering how good it feels each time her thighs grind together with every movement forward, the giant ****-seeking woman only furthers her own torment.

Finally, they reach the car. Ibuki has several scratches on her knees and the palms of her hands. The guy releases her nipple and the first thought that pops into her mind is grabbing a frozen bag of peas or dousing her nipple in some kind of ointment or cream. She goes to massage her sore breast, but then the guy slaps her in the face again, and even worse, punches her in the centre of her abused breast.

“HHFFFUUUHHGHK!” Ibuki shrieks, hugging her chest with her arms.

“Please, you fucking love it, bully-bait. Get up here,” he pats the hood of his car three times, making a loud thump, thump, thump

Unsure what his intentions are, Ibuki stands up and sits down on the hood of the car. She imagines he’s letting her take a break, so she uses this time to soothe her sore spots. Her hands and knees feel particularly scathed, but it’s her throat and breast that demand the most tenderness. Just as she starts rubbing her sore neck and tortured nipple, the guy slaps her hard in the face again..

“The fuck are you doing? Get in position!”

Ibuki isn’t sure what he means, so in a sudden state of confusion and panic, she lays back on the hood and spreads her legs for him - thinking he wants to fuck her.

Now it’s his turn to look confused. “I have absolutely no fucking idea what you’re thinking. I mean, you’re certainly not thinking I wanna fuck you, right?”

Ibuki stammers. “Um, uh, you don’t? I don’t kn-”

The guy reaches for her nipple again and Ibuki immediately flinches to protect the sore spot. As if angered by the idea that she considers any part of her body something worth protecting, he yanks her wrist with one hand, then gives her the most fiercest and destructive nipple twist she’s ever had. And Ibuki’s had a lot of them!

“HHWWWUUGGH! NN- SORRY! SORRY! PLEASEEE!”

Her apology doesn’t persuade him to stop, the guy instead laughs and twists harder while slapping her wrists away any time she tries to defend herself. Then, he yanks and twists some more, making her scream even louder, before spitting in her face and letting go.

Ibuki is too focused on her own pain and misery to realise that the guy’s cock is rock hard. She cries and whimpers and once again goes to try and soothe her nipple, not that a simple rub on her breast would accomplish anything. But it’s the only thing she can think of. And then, she’s slapped again.

“Don’t touch them. From now on, your tits are always out. Thank me for hurting you. Thank me for abusing your slutbags.”

Ibuki sniffles, moans in pain, and wipes a tear away. Only now does she see the man’s erection. It’s so hard that it twitches, bobs, rises and falls, and leaks precum. She’s reminded of her place. That this is what she wanted. And suddenly, she’s hit by a wave of arousal that almost makes her double over and robs her of oxygen. “Hhhgggnn… Nnungggh… Thank you for treating me like garbage! Thank you for abusing me! Thank you for hurting me!”

The guy grins at her, but it’s a grin full of sadistic pleasure and desire to torment, rather than mirth and joy. “Much better… Now, I was saying something before you decided to interrupt me. What was it?”

Ibuki is sitting forward now, submissively looking down at the man’s feet. Because of her own size, she still comes up to almost two feet taller than the man even while she’s sitting on the edge of his car. “You got mad at me because I thought you wanted to fuck me…”

“That’s right. Why do you think that is?” He asks, gently caressing her thighs - rubbing his fingers just inches away from her pussy lips. She’s so wet that he can feel the sticky slime of her pleasure all over her crotch. He never actually touches her pussy, but Ibuki is sensitive and shivers in anticipation and desperation. He smiles in amusement.

“Because I’m worthless trash and I don’t deserve to feel any pleasure…” Ibuki’s cheeks burn fiercely saying this, and she shivers again.

“Exactly. ♥ You’re a cum dump, aren’t you? Sure, you have a nice body. Your ass was wiggling the whole time you were crawling along the road. These tits…” He slaps them both again, being particularly harsh with the one with a sore nipple. Ibuki whines. “They’re so big and bouncy. There’s no way you could possibly ever be satisfied living a normal life, when you’ve got a body that is perfect for making men cum. I don’t care how smart you are or who you know, whether you’ve got friends in high places or whatever. Some women are born to be used as cocksleeves.”

Ibuki realises he’s using that affectionate, soothing voice again. The one that made her want to bully him. But now, the way he’s looking at her, she wants to be **** and cry. It’s manipulation. She knows, because she’s used the same tactics on many men before. Her form of manipulation is different to her abuser’s, however. She manipulates weak men into treating her like garbage just so she can get that high only masochists are familiar with.

She intended to do the same with this man, but he has far exceeded her expectations. Not only is he cruel and sadistic, knows when to switch out the hardcore physical abusive dom side with the affectionate and coercive side. The thing is, though, Ibuki is normally turned off by the soft dom aspect. She likes men who are genuinely turned on by the idea of hurting her. There’s nothing more intoxicating to her than being the punching bag of a genuine psychopath.

Is this guy a psychopath? She’s not sure yet. But it comes down to that affectionate and coercive side of him - it doesn’t come from a place of care. It’s pure manipulation. He’s just trying to guide her to the emotional and mental space he wants her to be in, for his own pleasure. And that true sense of selfishness is so incredibly hot to her.

She understands what he wants. The only thing he wants from Ibuki is her mouth. She starts repositioning herself, so that her head is hanging off the edge of the hood. Her considerable weight causes the car to sink lower, and she feels a sense of elation when the guy looks down at her with a smile.

He gently cups her cheek and his smile grows wider. “See? I knew you were smart. You figured it out.” He steps forward, causing his cock to rub along Ibuki’s face. His nuts hover over her mouth and he lets them sink between her lips. His thighs hug her cheeks. “You’re such a smart girl, aren’t you?” He asks, while Ibuki makes out with his nutsack. His dick throbs and pulses, leaking precum down his shaft.

“Mmmfffh… Mmmrrfffhnn… Ssshhhrrffpt. Ssshhhrrrk!”

They stay like that for a while. Ibuki happily sucks his balls, and the man is content in enjoying the power he has over her. But then, he rests his hands on her breasts and squeezes. Her nipple is still sensitive and her body reacts with a flinch, but she keeps her hands by her side. “Good, you remember the lesson!” He says, patting her tits as if he’s petting a dog, then resumes groping them. “Now, the best reward for a cum dump, is to fuck her throat with such reckless abandon that she has to fight the urge to panic. Are you ready? Doesn’t that sound so good to you?” He pulls her nuts out of her mouth and lets them rest on her nostrils, blocking them.

“Uugggh.. Nnnggh… Y-yessss. Please fuck my throat!” Ibuki gasps. Her words come out in a nasally hymn because of her obstructed nostrils and she feels that itch in her throat and is about to break into another coughing fit. She never gets the chance to do that, though, because the guy rams his cock down her throat as she inhales in preparation for a big, satisfying cough that likely would have **** a good amount of gunk out.

“Could have smacked you and told you, ‘don’t tell me what to do’ but I could see how much you were struggling. You need my cock so badly that even your lungs are begging to be ruined and tortured by it, huh?”

“GGGHHRRHK! GGGUUGGHK!”

This is certainly a first for Ibuki. Not the throat fucking, of course - she’s enjoyed plenty of that, although this Asian’ guy’s cock is really thick, which makes the experience more memorable and painful than all the other facefucking sessions. Being fucked on the bonet of a car, though? She has never done that before. It’s uncomfortable. Her back keeps rubbing on the cold surface and she can hear the squeaking sound of skin on metal. Her massive breasts slap against one another as they heave back and forth due to the tenacity of the guy’s oral invasion.

“These things have a mind of their own, damn!” He laughs, roughly groping her breasts for a better grip, and also because they’re so heavy that it feels like their weight will make Ibuki slide off the hood and fall on top of him. Probably wouldn’t happen, but why take the chance.

“In and out, just like before! Stay still like a good cum dump and just… take it!” He grunts, thrusting hard and fast into the giant whore’s mouth. The way her lips purse around the base of his dick makes the guy groan in anticipation of another powerful orgasm. All the ****, the power he exerts over her has the man close to the edge already. He can feel her warm spittle gushing around his cock, leaking onto his nuts and dripping down his thighs. And the most intoxicating boost to the power he feels over her is that she is loving every second of it!

He doesn’t bother warning her about the orgasm. He just keeps fucking her throat with the same intensity and regard he’d have for a fleshlight. His balls tighten and clench, and then he’s nutting hard directly down her throat.

“BBRRUUSSFFHK! FFSSSHHRRUUFFSSSHK!”

His thrusts slow down and become jerky and janky, his lips purse with pleasure as he rides the wave of his climax. Bubbles and frothy jizz soup burst around his thighs and nuts as the sperm overflowed from Ibuki’s oesophagus and throat all over his crotch. And then, it’s over, and he slowly pulls his cock out from between the giant whore’s plump, abused lips and smacks his softening length along her face.

“PHWWWUUUFFGGGH! WWWUUURRFFFUUGGGHK!”

Ibuki breaks into a severe fit of coughing and sputtering, awkwardly trying to turn herself onto her side to clear her cum-drenched throat and lungs. Her considerable weight is causing the man’s car to dip forward, and her sweat-glistened body begins to slide off the bonet. She tries to stop herself, but she’s so busy coughing that she can’t put enough energy into bracing herself for the fall.

“Whhooa,” the guy laughs, stepping aside as Ibuki falls forward off the vehicle, only just managing to brace herself with her hands and prevent a face-first plunge.

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— — — Perfect For Each Other! — — —

“Hhhhffffh, hhhhfffuuffh, hhhuhhhfffh,” Ibuki rubs her throat, doing her best to gather her bearings. She looks up at the man, an exhausted smile on her face. “Nnngggh, that was amazzziinnggggg!”

“Mmmh, yeah, satisfied, fuckface?” The man laughs, stepping closer to her, so his cock is inches away from her face.

“Nnn… Can you keep going?” Ibuki reaches for his cock, wrapping a hand around it to slowly jerk him off. His dick isn’t fully soft yet, it’s chubby and flexes at her touch. It’s slimy from all her throat gunk and smells of fresh sex and ****.

Having already cum three or four times in the last hour, the guy’s stamina is reaching its limit. But there’s something so erotic and debaucherous about the skanky woman desperately pleading for more ****. It makes his cock feel good and feeds his ego like nothing else. His cock flexes in her hand, leaking left over sperm that runs along the giant bitch’s wrist.

“Not done, huh?” He asks, smirking with a sense of superiority down at her. “How about this? Beg me to fuck you up. To fuck your life up.”

She jerks him off faster, moaning in excitement. “Nnnggh, fuck my life up? How?”

~Shlick shlick shlick~

The sound of foreskin slopping around his wet, thick cock head keeps Ibuki dumb and horny, eager to work another orgasm out of the Asian stranger.

“Mmmfh, fuck yeah. Keep going slow, like that. If you need my cock that badly, you need to be willing to suffer for it, right? So, I’m gonna take you somewhere special and show all my friends what a **** little jizz junkie you are.”

“Nnnggh, that sounds so fucking hotttt! Yesss, please do it! Please turn me into a laughing stock for your buddies!”

The guy chuckles. “Real nasty fucking freak, aren’t you, fuckface? Alright, let’s go then. But I want you even dumber than you are now. It’s about a fifteen minute drive back to my frat, and I want you snorting my cock for that whole drive, okay? You better be a fucking brain dead cunt by the time we get there.”

Loving the idea of being a brain dead jizz rag, Ibuki jerks the man’s cock faster and presses her nose firmly up against the tip. His foreskin folds up against her upper lip and nostrils, and left over cum gushes into her sinuses as she snorts deeply. “Hhhnngggghhhhhh!”

“Ahaha! Just like that, good bitch!” The guy laughs, patting Ibuki on the head.

A few minutes later, Ibuki is in the passenger’s seat while the guy pulls out of the parking lot and gets his car back on the road. His idea about making Ibuki snort his cock for the whole drive doesn’t exactly go as planned, due to her considerable size. Even seated, she has to hunch forward because there’s so little room for her.

He has to pull his seat back a bit to give Ibuki enough room to fit her head between his torso and the steering wheel, but it all works out how he planned in the end. It feels great - that constant sensation of a vacuum snorting on his cock, urging more precum out of his throbbing meat that goes straight into Ibuki’s nostrils instead of leaking all over him.

“Hnnnfffh, nnnfffh, can I suck it for a bit,” Ibuki asks, her voice nasally and high-pitched. “My nostrils are burning!”

“Nope, keep snorting. Good, I want it to hurt. You want to suffer for my dick, don’t you? Wouldn’t it be so hot if you can’t think straight anymore because you love my dick that much? Just imagine it - I could make you do anything because you can’t think straight, all my precum fogging up your brain, making you dumb and eager to please. Oh, and finger yourself as well. That should help fuck your sense of judgment up!”

Ibuki can hear the arousal in the guy’s voice, although it’s clear he’s doing his best to keep a level head. Her sinuses are burning and each snortful of his precum stings her nostrils. Eager to be the **** whore he wants her to be, though, she keeps sucking up his precum through her nose. It’s like she’s overdosing on his nut, and tears stream down her cheeks. She has to breathe through her mouth, because her nostrils are drenched in his salty, creamy pre-nut.

A few more minutes pass. The drive is mostly along a straight road, but sometimes he makes a turn here and there, and then it's back onto another long road.

“How are you feeling, fuckface? Think you’d do anything I tell you to yet?” The guy asks, grinning as he listens to Ibuki **** as her sinuses are filled with his precum again and again.

“Hnnnggghhh…” Ibuki whimpers, her eyes are burning and her mouth hangs agape. It’s like she can’t focus on three things at once - snorting the guy’s cock, fingering herself, and answering him at the same time is way too much brain power right now! So, she thinks for a moment.

“Mmm, nope! The fact you can still think means you aren’t snorting hard enough. Go on, breathe my dick harder. Hurt yourself with it. Get your fingers nice and fucking deep, make yourself fucking stupid snorting my cock!”

“Mmmf fffuuccck!” Ibuki whines, but continues snorting.

A few more minutes pass, and the man asks the question again.

“Hnnfffh, anythingggg! Anything for your coccckkk, uuggghhh!”

That answer makes the man’s cock throb hard, rewarding Ibuki with more precum that she gratefully snorts and as a result of the discomfort in her sinuses, she groans.

The man has to slow down a bit because his cock feels so good, his nuts are constantly pumping out more nut that the whore eagerly snorts up. He can tell how uncomfortable she is, but the sound of her pussy lips sloshing around her fingers is a sign that she can’t help but crave more of his ****.

“Alright,” he sighs the word out, grinding his hips to make his cock rub against the whore’s nose. “What’s your address?”

Ibuki feels caution in answering the question, but she’s curious where the guy is going with this. So, she answers him. “I’m Room Five, second floor at the Coastal Apartments…”

“Cool, so now I’m gonna come over to your place whenever I want. Also, I want you to copy a key for me.”

“Hnnffh… Unngggh… Okay…”

“More snorting! Deeper! Harder!”

“Uuugggh! Yes, Sir!” Ibuki groans, jerks his cock a bit, and squeezes some more precum out to snort up.

“Nnnfh, fuck. I’m gonna cum soon. Stop stroking me for a bit, I don’t wanna nut yet!”

Ibuki’s nose and mouth are dripping with the man’s precum, and due to the bumpiness of their journey, his cock sometimes rubs against her cheeks or jabs into her eyes. There’s cold sliminess all over her face.

They will arrive soon, but the guy wants to ask her a few more questions. It’s late, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping traffic behind him, and he continues to drive slowly.

“Mmmh… Nice and gentle, like that. Keep sniffing. No, don’t jerk it. Just keep the head right against your nose, don’t stop filling your nostrils with my dick for even a second. My cock will be your life. You like the sound of that, right?”

“Hhhffffh, Y-yessss…”

“Mmm, yeah? You like the idea of asking my cock permission for everything you do in your life? Even the most mundane human rights of life, you have to ask my cock and hope it responds positively. You better get used to the idea of living as my personal pornpig.”

“Hhhggh you’re perfect for meee,” Ibuki groans, taking another deep whiff that burns her nostrils as a rope of precum gushes into her nostrils.

“Uggh, you’re so fucking gross. You’re just a dick rag for me, I don’t ever want you thinking you’re anything more than that, understood?”

“Nnffh, yes Sir! I’m just a dick rag, a cum dumpster!”

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— — — Perfect Cum Dumpster! — — —

“Fucking - ughh, damn it. I need to cum. Alright, we’re pretty much here.”

He pulls his car onto the curb outside of a large frat house. Even though it won’t be long before it’s morning, the lights are on and there are people outside. They’re laughing, holding drinks in their hands, and having a great time. Some of them are probably on **** as well.

“Crawl behind me, hands and knees,” he orders, reaching down to grab one of Ibuki’s tits once she’s out of the car. Much like how he dragged her along by the tit from the public restroom to his car, he does the same now, towards the front door of the frat house. When people notice them, their eyes are drawn towards Ibuki. Understandably, they’re taken aback by the freakish, inhuman appearance she has, and her incredible body mass.

She’s not fat by any means, but her proportions are much larger than a regular woman’s. Those huge breasts, firm and busty, captivate the attention of men and women from outside, and inside once they pass the threshold of the door.

Some of the people the man knows want to make small talk with him, including his friends. He gives them friendly but brief responses, mostly ending the conversation with something like “Watch this!”

And then, Ibuki is dragged into the centre of the living room, which is the life of the party. There were already a lot of students and party goers in the living room, and several more people begin filing in once they’re told about the spectacle, and the strange, giant naked woman covered in sperm and reeking of cock.

Ibuki, on her knees, is dazzled by dozens of flashing phone lights as people take pictures of her. Some of them begin recording, and her heart races knowing how popular she is going to become after tonight - and not in a good way!

The guy’s standing over her again seconds later, cock in hand, sneering down at her while encouraged by laughter and jeering from his friends. She can just barely hear the sound of his cock being stroked, foreskin slipping back and forth around the pre-soaked crown, before she’s rewarded for her pathetic desperation with a heavy load of jizz that splatters all over her face. There’s so much of it due to the long build up of edging and cock worship in the car minutes prior.

She hears cheering and more flashing lights go off around her as people capture the cum shot. But the only thing she’s focused on is the look of pleasure on the man’s face as he reaches another orgasm with her as the centre of his attention.

The night for Ibuki doesn’t end there, though. Moments later, she is tightly crammed under a desk, surrounded by chairs with butts seated in them. The guy whose cock she has been obsessively worshipping and getting ruined by all night has his thighs spread in front of her face. And she’s eagerly licking his balls while he drinks with his friends, smokes cigarettes and joints, and plays Poker.

After nutting on her face, the guy hasn’t acknowledged her at all, even though the sun has since come up. She feels like nothing more than an object, a toy that he just drags along around the party and shows off to his friends. And she encourages him by showering his cock and balls with oral affection, making sure his crotch is rarely without her eager mouth.

In the end, she never did learn his name. He never gave it to her, and Ibuki never even thought to ask. She doesn’t really need to know it, and she’s sure that he has the same line of thinking. After all, she is nothing but a cum dumpster for him - an easily accessible dick rag for him to use until he’s bored, dumps her, and then uses her again when he feels like it. Excited by what the future holds for them, Ibuki eagerly sucks his balls deeper into her mouth, sucking noisily.

“Does she ever stop?” One of the man’s friends asks, hearing her loud ballsucking.

“Only if I tell her,” the Asian laughs.

“What is her name?” Another at the table asks.

The man thinks on that for a moment. “Hmm… I like the name ‘Fuck Face’,” he says, reaching down for Ibuki’s hair. He yanks it backwards, and feeds his cock into her mouth again. “Cause that’s the only thing she’s good for!”

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Those dreams where you can’t breathe are the worst. You can feel your body jerking and going stiff and the only thing you can think about is how sweet the first breath of air will be when you suddenly wake up and gasp, because you know you’re in a dream, and you’re waiting for your brain to **** you to awaken.

When Ibuki does wake up, though, she isn’t able to take that satisfying first breath.

“GGGGLUURRGGHK! GGGUUGGRGGHK! GGGLLRGGHK!”

All she can see in her sleep-deprived vision is the familiar, fat set of nuts bouncing back and forth before her eyes, smacking her forehead again and again. The Asian man is pounding her throat, and she’s upside down and disoriented. Her head is hanging off the table she spent most of the later hours of the night under with his balls in her mouth. Due to her confusion, Ibuki starts fighting, nudging the man’s thighs with her hands, balling fists which she awkwardly smacks into his hips.

“Finally awake, fuckface?” The man laughs, snatching her wrists with both hands to hold her down, only to start fucking her mouth with more vigour. His breathing is heavy and his cock is throbbing in her throat. He pins her wrists by her thighs, bending over her, squeezing her skull with his upper thighs and half-sitting on her face with his cock unbearably deep inside her oesophagus. Small, but powerful thrusts, enjoying the whole length of her throat and relishing in the power that comes with dominating someone almost twice his size.

Ibuki stops struggling once she comes to terms with what’s happening. Her lungs burn and her throat aches, but her Master is using her as his cum dumpster. She’s grateful to be useful to him - grateful that her sex-goddess of a body can inspire such arousal from him. So, she completely submits, putting his pleasure before her own discomfort and growing desperation to breathe.

And then, her vision fades again. The lack of oxygen proves to be too much, and she passes out even while he brutally ruins her throat with his fat, sloppy throbbing dick. It felt much better fucking her throat while she was gagging and sputtering, because her throat muscles would tighten and contract the more **** she got to breathe. But, her throat loosened up when she passed out - fortunately, the guy was already so close to climaxing that he was able to finish with ball-clenching satisfaction. After one final thrust, the man sits more firmly on her forehead, forcing her head into an uncomfortable angle as his weight bears down on her. And cum begins to explode down her throat, right into her oesophagus and into her belly.

He pants as he pulls his cock out of her throat with wet suction, before letting it drape across her messy face. It twitches still, leaking sperm and spittle that dribbles onto her lips and runs down her upside-down cheeks.

One more picture, he thinks, and takes another photo of her with his friend’s camera. The photograph is produced from the device and falls onto the whore’s tits, where it joins several other similar pictures.

From his perspective, looking down at her ****, cum dumpster body, it’s like he’s viewing a slideshow of photographs. In some of them, Ibuki is on her knees with his cock draped on her face. In others, she is receiving a cum shot from several cocks all at once. Ibuki became the life of the party, and she ended up sucking the dick of at least half the guys at the frat house. There are pictures of her with many different cocks in her mouth, sometimes with two or three.

It was a fun night, but he knows Ibuki was pushed to her limit. Her throat was used so much that she probably won’t be able to speak properly for a few days. That thought makes the guy grin with cruelty, knowing that she will gladly accept more throat **** if he shows her his hard cock again later.

At some point during the night, some of his friends began pouring their drinks into Ibuki’s wide-open mouth while she was sucking dick, and eventually she got drunk. What followed was her calling the Asian guy Master, begging him to fuck her throat again in between each blow job she gave to his friends. There are so many pictures of her sucking dick, because one of his friends suggested if she can suck everyone off before the night ends, she will get to worship Master’s cock again. By the time she managed to do that, she was so drunk and exhausted that she passed out just as her new master made her lay on the table.

Ibuki awakens again when she is slapped repeatedly in the face, and looks up in confusion to see her master stroking his cock above her.

“Wake up, fuckface. You’re not done yet!~”

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