She endures four men fucking her hard only be allowed to swallow his cum after.
The heavy body of the man behind me moves rhythmically as he rams his cock into my already straining pussy.
He's big and overweight, but the other whores love him because he fucks like a god.
His cock is thick and hard and fills me up completely. He would love to fuck my ass, but he's not allowed to.
The boss has forbidden it, and everyone loves the boss and obeys him unconditionally.
The whores love him, the bodyguards, the workers. He is the master of their life and death.
I kneel on the dirty mattress and endure the fourth fuck of the day.
The man behind me grunts and grips my hips tighter. He fucks me wonderfully hard and fast, and I have to control myself very well not to come.
I'm not allowed to come and I don't want to, but my body betrays me and tries to give itself the satisfaction I gave the three men who came before the fat one. He slaps my ass, and everything in my body screams for release.
My pussy has already had 3 cocks today and is both aroused and sore.
A wonderful combination to explode at the right touch.
I love being fucked like this, but I'm not allowed to show it. It's supposed to be a punishment.
I love the boss like everyone loves him, but punishing a whore by having her fucked over and over again doesn't make much sense to me.
But maybe nothing else works for me.
I am special. Particularly stubborn, particularly rebellious, and particularly desirable.
The boss loves and hates it at the same time. Just like I do him.
My pussy is burning to come when the fat one starts to moan loudly and slaps me on the ass, which makes me even hotter.
I don't move a muscle in my face and look at the boss impassively.
He knows what I want, and if I take my punishment, I'll get it.
The fat one pumps and shoots his sperm into me, moaning loudly and making me move like a toy on his cock.
It's good, very good.
I concentrate on the patterns on the mattress.
Then his thick cock flows out of me, and his hot sperm drips down from my sore pussy.
The boss stands up and grabs me by the arm.
“We'll wash you first before we go continue,” he says and drags me into the bathroom. My legs don't want to carry me properly after kneeling for so long, but I hurry to go with him.
He pushes me under the shower and turns on the water.
“What are you?” he asks, and when I don't answer quickly enough that I'm a whore and his property, his open hand lands hard on my cheek.
My legs give way, and I fall to the floor against the wall of the shower.
I feel the burning in my face after his slap and want to kill him, but my body doesn't obey me.
The water from the shower rushes around me, and the blood in my ears roars louder and louder.
I lift myself to my hands and knees to reach him. I know how hot he has to be by watching the four men fucking me.
I kiss his balls, his cock, and can't stop wanting him.
I suck his dick deep into my mouth until I can't breathe. I open my mouth to lick his balls, which are swollen hard with what I want to taste.
It has to flow into me, fill my mouth, suffocate me. Only then can I come after such a long dry spell.
My body eats itself up from the inside with the desire for it.
I know why I'm here and what he wanted to do with me.
Humiliate me and show me how little I mean to him and that he doesn't want to fuck me at all.
But that's a lie.
He can fuck as many whores in front of my eyes as he wants.
Only one can satisfy him so much that he loses control, and that's me.
My orgasm is close, but it only clouds my senses even more. At the same time, it intensifies my physical sensations.
My bones seem to want to break with pleasure when he calls me a whore again. The words are like a kiss when they come out of his mouth.
I press his balls into my mouth so that I can suck and lick him at the same time. I don't want to miss the moment when they explode and squeeze the creamy contents into his pumping cock to be caught and devoured by me.
“Swallow my cock, whore, swallow it!” he says and presses my head against his balls. I change my position a little so that I can take all of him inside me.
Then I feel the taste of his sperm on my larynx almost before a hot gush shoots down my throat. My orgasm shakes my body, and I swallow as best I can with his cock deep in my throat.
I open my mouth, and my hand closes around his cock and balls, pumping in as much of the creamy fluid into my mouth as I can.
His next load fills my mouth, and I close my lips around his tip without swallowing. I want to feel his cum flowing against my lips, covering all the space in my mouth, flowing into the wounds left by my teeth as I bite my lips in pleasure.
My pussy opens and closes greedily as if it wants his cock inside it too. As if he were pumping into it. I want to touch me, push my fingers into me and move them like the fat man moved his cock, but I can't.
I have to swallow, or I lose the precious liquid, but some flows out of my mouth as he moves a cock.
I swallow hastily.
If we were outside, I could have licked it up from the floor afterwards, but here it is washed away by the water. I can't let it happen.
I stick my tongue out to lick him clean and feel my nipples burn.
He ordered me to pinch my own nipples while I had to watch him fuck another whore. Week after week he fucked other whores and let them satisfy him, and he let me starve. He knows that's the only way he can break me. To punish me for disobeying him.
I lick, swallow, and suck on him, careful not to hurt him with my sharp teeth. They are now pointed, sharp, and cut into my tongue as I run it over the edge.
His cum in my system is starting to work.
He said that I belonged right there, under him, the worthless whore I am, and I wonder inside if he can see it.
The change in my body.
My shoulders hunching as if the bones are trying to break and form something new.
My claws become too long, and I let go of his pumping balls. My vision disappears, and I know that my eyes have changed.
Animal eyes, wild and with vertical slits, look coldly out of my still almost human face.
If I turn my face to him now, he will only see a grimace of sharp teeth and a tongue still greedily licking his cum from my torn lips.
I hope he leaves the shower before he sees what has sucked his cock.
Leave the whore you used here and don't look into the predatory eyes of the creature you woke with your slap.