I'm in no mood for games tonight. I'm horny, and I want to fuck you hard, Kyleen, and make you scream and cry. I yank your shirt over your head and pull your pants off, leaving you wearing just your red silky girly G-string. I kick off my pants, and then I step behind you, pull my cock out of the slot in the front of my boxer shorts, and start rubbing my dick against your silk-covered ass while reaching around and stroking your stiffening cock. Reaching inside, I smear some of your precum over your velvety cockhead, and growl in your ear, "You ready to take it, bitch?"
You wiggle your ass against my cockhead in assent. I thrust my pole against the fabric covering the cleft of your cheeks, seeking the hole that I've fucked so often. You moan. I bite your neck and say, "You ready to drop to your knees and suck my hard cock, slut? You ready to please your man, you fucking pussyboy?"
I slap your ass when you don't answer immediately. "Answer me, bitch. Are you turned on by my roughness? Are you ready to take my hard cock deep inside your throat and plead with me to fuck you?"
You immediately turn around and drop to your knees. Wasting no time you open your mouth just moments before my hands take your head and push your bitch mouth onto my rigid cock. During the respites between being gagged by my dick you manage to meekly spit out, "I know where this mean dick has to go, sir, but it's going to hurt."
I force your head down on my shaft for a few more bobs before throwing you backwards onto the floor. You're sprawled out before me with your abused mouth in a bit of a pout. You're barely looking up at me, timidly waiting for what I'm going to say and do to you.
I grab a tube of lube and say, "Why should I care if it hurts you? It won't hurt me, slut. You're going to let me fuck you hard and fast." I get between your sprawled legs and lift one leg over my shoulder to gain leverage and open your ass wider to take my aching prick. "Now you're helpless, bitch," I say. "You can't stop me. Not that a cumslut like you would resist."
You take the hint and start to weakly struggle, pushing against my chest with your hands, knowing that turns me on. I grab your hands and lift them over your head, holding them down roughly with one hand. I smear lube on my cock, pull your G-string to the side and push at your hole. You struggle, which makes your ass wiggle against my hard cock, increasing the friction. I lean in and my cockhead slips inside your hot, tight tunnel. You start to cry a little with the pain and humiliation, knowing I love that, and I pull out and put more lube onto the tip of my cockhead, then slide back inside my sweet bitch's butt. You clench your cheeks in resistance, heightening the friction and pleasure, and I punish you by slapping your face lightly, not enough to leave a mark or hurt too much.
Your pupils are wide open with excitement as your mouth says, "Oh, please don't," but your hips are calling you a liar, wiggling and bucking and drawing me in deeper. I pull out one last time, and let go of your hands and the leg that I had slung over my shoulder. "You fight me, bitch, and I'll slap you hard this time."
You blink back tears and nod, submitting. I squirt more lube, and then you acquiesce to my dominance by wrapping your legs around my back and pressing your heels in, urging me in all the way. My cockhead disappears in your waiting hole, and then the shaft slowly sinks in to the hilt. My balls touch yours, and I feel a shudder of pleasure run through you. I start to fuck you in earnest, slowly picking up the pace until my cock is pistoning in and out, while your legs grip my back and encourage me to bottom out in your receptive ass.
"How do you want it now, my sweet bitch?" I say. "Do you want me to take you from the front like a woman, or do you want me to spin you around on your belly and fuck you like a dog and slap your ass?"