"Prove you're worth fucking." Tom stuck the head of his cock against her nose, working his piss slit back and forth across her nostrils.
She felt the stickiness of his excitement and smelled the scents of raw dirty sex. She almost swooned.
"You said you'd do all kinds of shit for me. Now I want you to prove it."
"No!" she whined, thrashing her legs wildly across the floor.
He pressed his cock across the bridge of her nose, and all that Donna could see was his long thick prick. More drool slipped from her lips.
"I'll leave you here for a long time if you don't suck me," Tom told her, matter-of-factly.
He swung around so he was sitting on her forehead, the wrinkled pulsing sac of his balls covering her eyes and his cock stretching down the center of her face. He reached down the length of her squirming torso to drum his fingers impatiently against the swollen, slick lips of her cunt.
Donna's head came up off the floor, actually lifting Tom into the air for an instant as she tried for his cock. He yanked his prick up and away from her immediately, and he laughed. He squirmed his ass around, crushing her head deeper into the carpet and moving down so his balls hung over the tip of her nose and his asshole winked right above her eyes.
He wondered what the icy teen queen bitch was thinking now. He knew she had never stared up into a man's asshole before. He wondered what was flitting through her little mind.
Donna cried out as he jerked his cock beyond her reach, and her feet drummed the floor in frustration. He was driving her insane. Each time she let him drive her further into the muck, he set a new goal. He wanted to debase her completely, and the most tragic thing of all was that he had practically turned her into his willing accomplice. She never wanted to suck any man's cock, but now she was crying over the denied opportunity to suck his.
Tom slid back slowly. His cock once again loomed over Donna's wide-open mouth. He held his cock up over her, waving his prick slowly from one side to the other.
"Your mouth's got more than just lips," he said. "And you've got to suck before I'll take care of that nasty little pussy of yours."
Donna's tongue came out from between her lush pink lips before Tom had even finished talking. She touched the underside of his massive cock, hesitantly at first, then started a determined licking as far as she could reach in every direction. Soon Tom's cock was leaking back down in her face, but she still didn't stop, even though her tongue ached so badly that it felt like it was on fire.
Tom kept her licking his cock like that for five minutes, even though by now, controlling himself was getting a little difficult. He wanted to drive her to the absolute limit, because she had to see herself as she truly was. When he finally moved away from her, he knew she was very close to that limit.
"Fuck me now," she gurgled, her tongue not seeming to work quite right for talking. Her whole body was heaving up off the floor. "I sucked you, now please fuck me."
"First of all," Tom corrected, "You didn't suck me. You licked me. Second of all, I am going to fuck you." He swung up over her head and pointed his cock down at her pouting, pink-lipped mouth. "Fuck your throat, that is."
Donna didn't resist as he grabbed a handful of lush blonde hair in both hands and urged his bloated cock between her parted lips. There was no use trying to resist. He would do anything he wanted to her, and the fire that was devouring her body made any resistance impossible anyway. As long as he held out the promise of eventual relief to her, she would do anything he wanted. She was lower than the lowest two-dollar whore on the dirtiest street in the world. She was the sex slave of a man she hated.
The huge girth of Tom's cock stretched Donna's lips wide, and just the huge bulbous prickhead seemed to fill her whole mouth. Donna lay passively beneath him, her pretty blue eyes crossing as she stared down the impressive length of his cock. She wondered what he was going to do to her next.
Tom hated to admit it, but he had worked himself up to almost as great a state of excitement as he had worked Donna. Just the feel of her soft wet tongue and the moist, satiny cushions of her cheeks almost made him lose control. Taking a deep breath, he held himself steady, just the head of his cock inside her mouth until he regained his composure.
"Okay, bitch," he told her at last. "When you're sucking a man's cock, you don't just let it sit there in your mouth. You lick it and suck on it and do everything you can think of doing with that slutty mouth of yours to make him excited."
Donna set to work immediately, hoping that she would do a good enough job so that he would let her go. She began running her tongue all around the big head of his cock, and her cheeks hollowed as she applied suction. Tom groaned, because, for a rookie, Donna seemed to have a real knack for this kind of thing.
Donna worked feverishly, thinking only of getting some relief, thinking only of pleasing the man who had mastered her so completely. She shook her head, masturbating his cock with her lips, and then she pushed her head forward, taking more until it made her gag. She backed off.
Donna came forward again, sweat dripping from her face, and, when she did, Tom held her in place with his hands and fucked forward. Donna's eyes flew wide open, and she began to struggle, but she was no match for Tom. He fucked his cock forward into her throat, grinning more broadly with each inch he force-fed her. Her throat gripped his prick even more tightly than her cunt had, and he pushed forward into it until he'd buried his cock completely into her.
Donna couldn't breathe, and her head was pounding. There was pain in her throat and panic in her heart from the thought that he might be doing her some real harm. Certainly a woman wasn't supposed to have ten inches of cock forced down her throat. She prayed that Tom would pull his cock out, and she prayed she wouldn't be too badly hurt when he did.
Tom did pull out. Donna caught a few quick breaths, but, an instant later, he was fucking forward again, filling her throat once more with his hot hard prick. He jerked her head back and forth using her hair as handles, keeping the promise he'd made her to fuck her throat. The sensations for him were wild.
Donna had been put through more in the last few moments of her life than she had during all the rest of it combined. She'd been beaten, fucked, and driven to heights of lust that she'd never even known existed. Now she was being assaulted again, having her throat filled with a fat tube of hot flesh and her nose buried in the scratchy hair at the base of a man's cock. She was in pain, but at the same time all of her senses were filled with the scents, sounds and feelings of raw animal sex. As Tom buried his cock deep in her throat once more, Donna went over the edge.
Even Tom was surprised that she could scream around the mouthful of meat he was feeding her. He had to ride her bucking form like a cowboy as the first throes of her mad orgasm crashed through her superheated body. Her cunt was convulsing wildly, squeezing out fat dollops of thick white cream, wrenching on nothing but air. And Donna was suffering a seizure, her whole body quaking with the intensity of what she was feeling. Her lean stomach rippled and her tits were so hard and hot that they were burning. Her ass chute was contracting almost as wildly as her cunt, and her thighs were vibrating with the contortions she was being put through.
Seeing all this, Tom could control himself no longer. In the middle of another throat-plunging thrust into her mouth, he felt his balls contract and his cock go stiffer than ever before. His first jet of cum went straight down Donna's throat, choking her. Then he pulled back, his hard cock throbbing out of control while Donna coughed up his gooey white sperm.
Tom pulled his cock out until only the prickhead rested on her tongue. He fired volley after volley of hot white cum into her open mouth.