"To begin with, what are you looking at?" he asked me as he saw I was looking at his crotch "At your crotch" I answered softly. With that he sent one ...wift hard slap to my face that sent my head off to one side, "No you're not" he then said as he slapped me again. Looking down at me, "What's your name?" he asked "Carmen" I replied and again he slapped my face "No it's not" he then said "Now what's your name?" he asked again and I figured I better answer better "Carmen master" I replied.. ..no....not that!" hebreathed. His voice was barely a whisper. Fright and constantscreaming had robbed him of the ability to speak coherently. It didn'tmatter. Nothing he did mattered; the end was inevitable. He couldn'tstop it. He was impotent. He was powerless. He was beaten.The cock plunged into him easily; his sessions with Harley had preparedhim well. But where Harley had been gentle, almost caring, his hook-nosed rapist was violent and rough. It wasn't about sex. It was. ...our relationship changed. we were asleep in bed and i was woken up by her phone ringing. i didnt wake all the way up, just enough to see her get up to the bathroom. i fell back asleep and was woken back up when she came out and instead of coming to bed, she left the room. i got up to and stuck my head around the door to see what she was doing. i got an instant hard on when i saw her going to the door dressed in some sexy lingerie. when she opened the door, her boyfriend came in and closed. He started biting my nipples fondling my balls my dick was filled with cum due to rain and heat. he jerked it off with force and my load shot on the bed. he said, you better be ready for two-three more. I said I am on fire. it pulled his denim and saw a clean size three dick. i started from the navel and continued down kissing everywhere and teasing him. he was so thin, i could hold his both arms in one hand and took control. i bit his toe nails for which he was moaning. i sucked his cock as it.