He pushes into my tight, unstretched, dry arse. The skin burns around the punctured fucking wound. He begins to move his cock back and forth. Abandoned. Using me. I hold still and try to stifle my stupid bleating little sobs. There is no let up, there is no end.
"Please Sir cant we use some lubricant?"
He spits on me.
"Lube is a privilege not a fucking right."
I bite my lip. Stupid bitch.
He keeps fucking my hole until he gets bored and then he pulls out and lays on his back.
"Suck me"
"You're filthy though"
He grabs the back of my neck and shoves me down on his cock. His voice is full of poison and desire.
"You've done worse".
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