The pimp shook his head, rising from the bed.
"No way," he said with a twisted grin. "I can try her on for size right here and now. While you watch."
He walked to stand in front of the terrified girl. Mary shrank back away from him. "There, there, sweetheart," he said, taking her by the chin and lifting her face. "I won't hurt you. I want to be your friend. Just call me Perry."
Her eyes wide, Mary gazed at the man. His hair was black and slicked back. A scraggly beard and moustache framed his mouth. He was in his early or middle thirties, she decided. A weasel if she ever saw one.
"We're going to get along fine," he murmured. "You're a lovely girl. Why don't you just go ahead and suck my cock?"
Mary gasped.
"Now, wait a minute!" her uncle began.
"Shut up," Perry told him over his shoulder. "Just sit and enjoy the show." He chuckled obscenely.
His fingers had Mary's lower jaw in an unbreakable grip. She couldn't twist away. She felt her stomach turn as he reached down with his other hand and undid his fly.
"Now then, baby," Perry said, fishing inside his pants. "Let's you and me get one thing clear. You mustn't try to struggle. It won't do you any good. And it could get you hurt – do you understand?"
Wildly, Mary shook her head. Her blonde hair whipped from side to side as her face broke free of Perry's grasp. He grinned at her.
He pulled his erect, straining cock from his pants. Mary's eyes were screwed shut and she was tossing her head hysterically, but she could feel its heat. It was much too large for a little man like Perry the pimp. Eight inches long and two thick.
The cock wagged like a dog's tail as Perry grabbed the flying hair on either side of Mary's face. He held her head still, aiming the prick at her mouth. She opened her eyes to stare at him. She saw the cock, hard and poised. She opened her mouth involuntarily to scream.
With a shove of his hips Perry stuck his cock in Mary's mouth. Her scream came out as a muffled gurgle around the thick plug of cock. "Mmmmmmm," the pimp said, shutting his eyes.
Mary's stomach reeled. The rank meaty taste of cock was too strong for her. She pushed against the pimp's hips with her little fists. Her neck muscles stood out as she fought to escape. But Perry held on to his double handful of hair and pulled her face relentlessly onto his bar of prick.
The invading cock forced Mary's jaws apart till tears came to her eyes. The swollen red head began to push down her throat, and made her gag. It felt as if her hair was being torn out by the roots.
She bit.
With a cry Perry let go of Mary's hair. The next instant he stunned her with a resounding slap to the side of her head. Furiously he rained blows on her until she curled up in a ball and covered her head with her arms.
"Damn you!" yelled the pimp, stepping back. He looked down at his cock, feeling it gingerly with his hand. "My prick is okay. You better get down on your knees and thank God. Better yet, get down on your knees and thank me – by sucking me off! Do you hear me?"
Roughly the little pimp dragged the girl from her chair. Small strong fingers twined cruelly in her long hair and pushed Mary's head back.
"Now," Perry commanded, shoving the tip of his dick into her full lips, "suck me off. And don't try any shit, or I'll make you wish you'd never been born. I own you, bitch! I can do anything I want to you. Anything!"
He emphasized his words with a painful yank on the girl's hair. She opened her mouth.
As he fucked into Mary's face, a feeling of warmth flooded into Perry's belly. He was getting off on debasing this lovely cunt. And right in front of her uncle's eyes!
Perry face-fucked the adolescent with short, hard, powerful strokes. The pain from having her jaws forced far enough open to take in the enormous prick made Mary's head spin. Her throat muscles contracted, trying to reject the invader. Nausea rolled in her belly. The carpet was rubbing her knees raw.
The even teeth in the girl's mouth scraped like files along the top and bottom of Perry's cock. The underside of the burning-hot prick slid back and forth over Mary's wet tongue.
The rampant prick was like a firebrand in Mary's mouth. She could feel the pimp's racing heartbeat pulsing within her face. She was faint and dizzy.
The prick gave a throb. Mary could feel the pimp's whole body quiver. Oh God! He's going to come! She thought. He's going to come in my mouth!
The pimp did.
Mary felt him jump and shake. Her hands were pressed against his thighs as though to push him away, and she felt the muscles tighten. Then the cock surged and spat.
White jizz bounced off Mary's tonsils. Jism choked her in a pungent thick flood. Every spurt spewed acid-sweet cum over her tongue. Her stomach revolted, tried to retch. But all she could do was kneel and take in the steaming, reeking load!
Perry's cock pumped jizz into Mary's face till it backed up and got into her nose. She began to cough. The pimp pulled back as a stream of sperm dribbled out a nostril.
The coughing fit lasted a full minute. When it was over, Mary looked up again at her tormentor. His limp dong hung before her eyes like a red and brown firehose. It looked impossibly big.
Cum was smeared all around Mary's mouth. Her coughing had sprayed the stuff onto her blouse and short skirt, and white droplets glittered on her bare knees. She started to get up.
An arm on her shoulder held Mary down. "I'm not finished," Perry said. "Suck me some more. Suck me till I'm hard again. Make it good – you'll stay here and suck till my prick is as hard as cold-rolled steel!"
Reluctantly, Mary reached up and took the dangling cock in her fingers. It felt warm and slimy. With her heart sinking and her stomach still going like a washing machine, she lifted it to her lips.
She kissed the head of his cock. She felt life begin to stir in it. She glanced back over her shoulder, desperately hoping her uncle would come to his senses and save her.
What Mary saw killed all hope. Her uncle sat staring at her. His trousers were open and he held his stiff, long cock in his hand.
Mary's lips parted. The barely-hardened prick slid inside.
Though her whole system revolted against taking this evil man's disgusting cock into her mouth again, let alone giving him a blow-job, she knew she had no choice. If she tried to balk he would hurt her, and her uncle would not lift a finger to help her. No, the fact was, the sooner the pimp's prick was hard again, the sooner Mary could get it out of her mouth.
Tentatively, her tongue reached out to touch the tip of the cock. It was hot. A droplet of cum lingered at the opening, and tasted salty-sweet. Fighting down her nausea, Mary slid the cock into her mouth, sucking it in while her tongue played around and around it. Perry closed his eyes blissfully. He began to stroke her long golden hair.
Slowly, his cock began to swell again. Though unskilled, Mary learned the art of wrapping her tongue around the thick bar of cock meat, slipping and sliding, feeling erotic pleasure tingling in the massive prick.
Suddenly, Mary realized she was getting turned on! She recognized the sharp smell of her own cunt, watering with excitement. Her hot, sucking mouth and wet agile tongue were bringing Perry's big prick back to raging life. The idea that Mary could do that, could wield that much power over a man, made her pussy squirm with lust.
As Mary's excitement grew, it transmitted itself to the pimp. Half-opening his eyes, he watched her head bob and nod as she worked over his cock. A lock of her hair fell aside. Perry was treated to the spectacle of his hefty, hardening prick disappearing into the pink-lipped cavern of the girl's mouth.
He had never seen such a lovely image of innocence. And she was sucking his cock and liking it!