Sore Loser

His hands squeezed at her hips. The feeling of just that head forcing her asshole open was delightful, the promise of more to come.

The mystery man pushed, more inches slipping through the ring of flesh. She groaned, hard meat steadily packing her bowels. There was strength and power behind the intent, her asshole spreading wide to take what he gave her, her cunt clutching again and again as its neighbor was claimed. Sarah groaned again, a pressure rising deep in her belly as those thick inches stimulated her guts, forcing her to focus on its presence.

"Oh god," she mewled, quivering with need.

After maybe a minute, she had taken almost all of him. A few inches remained outside, still glistening with her juices.

His hands snaked up from her hips to her shoulders, squeezing just as hard, denting the soft flesh.

A sudden thrust caught her by surprise. Sarah squealed, her body jostled as he thrust again. A third shove hilted his cock, every last inch buried inside her ass, dominating her focus. Her sex was streaming juices, slicking the desk and both of their thighs.

"Fuck me," she begged breathlessly.

Instead of thrusting, he began to rotate his hips, stirring up her guts. Her mouth dropped open, tongue running over her lips, her helpless sputtering making him chuckle. That fat cock put her anus to the test, stretching it with incessant movement. The sensations scrambled her brain; Sarah panted mindlessly, drool puddling underneath her chin. An orgasm quickly overcame her, her sex caught up in spasms from the thick meat currently taking up residence in her belly. The rotation of that formidable length felt like torturous ecstasy, an uncomfortable sensation underlying a thorough pleasure.

After several minutes of agonizing delight, of that fat prick mixing up her insides, he pulled back. Sarah had gone through countless climaxes, her eyes fluttering, her mouth wide open, letting out pitiful grunts at each peak. There was a veritable waterfall of fragrant juices trickling down from her slit.

When she registered his member retreating, she whimpered, wanting every inch back inside her.

Thankfully, he was in a gracious mood, or at least wanted his pleasure quickly.

He thrust hard, sinking his entire shaft back into her guts. The length of veined flesh squished through her bowels, packing them full. Sarah cried out, the tremulous sound replaced by another scream at another thrust.

And then he was off, fucking hard into her ass. His grip was painfully tight on her shoulders, using it as leverage to ram himself deep on every thrust. Sarah loved it, squalling and squealing, her womanhood quickly seizing, issuing streams of sticky fluid. Her body juddered and shuddered, her cheek sliding slightly, leaving a residue of his cum on the desk.

"Oh god yes, fuck my ass, fuck it hard, please, babe, please, oh fuck yes..."

He grunted and growled, the force of his impacts rocking the desk, several items clattering off. Her orgasms came harder and fiercer, burning through her body; her ecstatic cries went unheeded by him. All he cared about was wrecking her, breaking her with his carnal fury, leaving her a quivering mess in her own home office.

"Fuck, babe, yes, fuck, fuck, yes, oh fuck yes!"

His cock mastered her, driving easily through her abused anus again and again. The weight of his thrusts forced her body tight against the desk, leaving her already sensitive slit squashed into the edge. When he threw his leg up on the desk, increasing his pace and force with more leverage, it made her scream, eyes rolling back in their sockets, her orgasm spiking agonizingly high.

Her loud squalling only served to annoy him.

She barely registered his movement behind her. A moment or so later, something wet was pressed to her lips. With no conscious thought, she opened her mouth. As the fabric slid over her tongue, she realized that her panties had been turned into a makeshift gag. She mewled, sucking eagerly, tasting her own juices on the gusset. His pace did not diminish, the hard whap of his balls on her mound incessant, the rough screwing of his prick exquisite in its brutality.

With her cries muffled, the office was quieter. The sounds still were prevalent, a lewd symphony to proclaim her whorishness. She sucked still at her panties, loving how drenched they were, how the liquid trickled across her tongue. Her body bucked and bounced from his fierce pace, helpless under the onslaught, more orgasms erupting over her.

His hands slid from her shoulders. One took a firm hold of her hair; he yanked back, her cry muffled by the panties hanging from her mouth. The other hand alighted on her hip, squeezing hard as he fucked still, ramming mercilessly into her insides, delighting viciously in the tightness and warmth there, in how her sphincter clenched around him, broken to his sexual will, much as she herself was.

Before long, he tore the panties from her mouth, apparently missing the auditory evidence of her complete submission.

"Fuck, babe, you fuck me so good, so good, do me harder, please, harder, please!"

He growled, tugging harshly on her hair. The roughness made her gasp, made her womanhood clutch desirously, made her proclaim his dominance yet again.

"Yes, babe, you own me, you own my ass, fuck it harder, please, please, make me scream, fuck, please!"

His fingers curled in her hair, and he shoved her back down, her cum-coated face smearing along the tabletop. The other hand moved from her hip to her handcuffed wrists, squeezing hard. The smack of his flesh on hers was constant.

"Fuck, babe, yes, yes, wreck my slutty ass, it's all fucking yours babe, please, wreck me, please!"

Her throat was hoarse, and her body ached all over, but the pleasure still reigned supreme, mingling with the pain to make it minute. She squirmed, taking his fucking with glee, panting breathlessly.

"Fuck me harder, please, harder, I need it, please, please!"

Yet another peak washed over her subjugated body. Her exultantly submissive cries quieted to a pitiful whimper, her body trembling uncontrollably, her womanly nectar gushing out. Through this delirious tumult, he refused to stop, seeking his own pleasure with a savage fury. His cock pounded relentlessly, driving deep into her belly, her asshole clenching around him, massaging his shaft.

He yanked back again, snarling in her ear, the animalistic sound drawing a soft mewl from her, like a bitch responding to its alpha. Her thighs and his were by now drenched in her orgasmic juices. She was helpless, completely under his control, her body trapped between him and the desk. His pace had not slowed in a while; her smooth skin rippled from the constant impacts, her round breasts bouncing to the beat. The hand on her handcuffed wrists snuck around to those breasts, cruelly crushing the soft flesh of one. Sarah gasped, the sudden pain easily outmatched by the swell of pleasure, by the way shivers broke up and down her spine, by the way her cunt bathed his balls in her juices, from the feeling of his mauling hands assaulting her tender chest.

Several more orgasms rolled over her. Through them, he continued to fuck her, and continued to squeeze at her breasts, roughly massaging the pert flesh. Her gasps came shallower, breath hard to come by, sweat trickling down her body.

"I'm close," he grunted, tearing her from an ecstatic fog, those words heralding further debasement.

"Oh god," she moaned shamelessly, "do it, babe, blow your load in my ass, do it, please, please, oh please, do it, fucking fill me with your cum, please..."

He shoved her back down on the desk again. His thrusts upped in savagery, her body barely able to take it; he grunted harshly, throwing his leg up on the desk again, hammering into her ass, desperate to finally find his peak.

Sarah was just as desperate as he was; as he huffed and panted towards his finish, she urged him on, begging and pleading, craving his hot seed, needing it deep inside her.

The thrusts quickly got more frantic, the previously smooth rhythm breaking down into erratic pumping.

"Fuck!" she screamed, "do it, please, fucking cum in me, please!"

Those screams quickly became wordless cries, her throat aching and burning.

Finally, his thrusts stopped, one last shove sending his length deep inside her, his balls twitching against her pussy as a hot load raced along towards its destination. She gasped, knowing that her desire was so close, seconds from arriving.

The first spurt sent her headlong into an orgasm. She moaned whorishly, squirming on the desk as jet after jet fired out, quickly clogging her guts, painting them white with copious cream. His cock pulsed in her ass as it unloaded more thick semen, turning her bowels into his personal dumping ground for fresh cum. She could feel a mounting warmth in her belly from his payload, the waves of spunk sloshing through her insides. The heated blasts trailed off, slowly but surely; by the last one, her ass was overflowing, trickles of wasted seed streaming down her trembling thighs. She gasped and groaned, twitching from her own climaxes, her cunt gushing out onto his balls again.

With a grunt, he tore himself from her ass, stepping back. She mewled softly, feeling all too acutely his rapid departure, her asshole clutching fruitlessly to keep it inside her.

His footsteps trailed away, deeper into her apartment. The office was left silent, save for her own breathing. The furious ecstasy had become a pleasant afterglow; her body unwound slowly, leaving her slumped on the desk, the coolness of the wood a soothing sensation.

A minute later, he came back in. His hand squeezed at her ass, and the other pushed something at her gaping asshole. It slid inside easily, locking in the rest of his load; she cooed softly, clenching her anus around the butt plug. Some of the load had already trickled forth, but she could still feel the majority of it sloshing gently in her belly.

He left her again. After a few minutes, she heard the fizzle of an opened beer and the crackling of her television.

This part of the process was just as important as the dominant debasement that he had so savagely unleashed. He would fuck her roughly, and then go off to watch television and have a beer, before coming back soon after for one more round. It was meant to impress upon her both how helpless she was, still handcuffed and bent over her desk, and how disposable she was, that he could just fuck her and then leave her to her own devices. The knowledge of those two facts made the fucking retroactively hotter.

Earlier in the day, in the courtroom, the second the verdict had been handed down, Sarah had known that it would lead to this. She had smiled, those around her thinking it was entirely because of her victory; in fact, her mind had immediately fast-forwarded to what he would do to her later.

On a normal day, Drew could be dismissively dominant, eager to debase her, energetically putting her through her paces.

But losing a case, and to her to boot, had brought out a vicious passion, a desire to lower her even further, to degrade her even more. That vicious passion only made it more pleasurable for her, only made her body burn hotter, only made her cunt gush more.

Perhaps because of that desire to debase her, he came back sooner than usual.

She heard him walk into the office, but he did not move for a few moments, probably appreciating how she looked, still bent over the desk.

His hand curled into her hair, and he yanked her roughly off the desk, dumping her onto her knees.

Before her was his cock, back to full erectness, demanding her attention.

She leaned forward, pressing her tongue to the broad head, sliding it down along the length towards the base. Once that journey was completed, she slid her tongue back up, starting a languid rhythm, lapping in long, wet strokes. It was certainly not lost on her that she was tasting herself on his cock. The mix of his flesh and her insides provided a scandalously delicious flavor, one that made her lap harder, cleaning it off just as she gorged. His intense gaze was fixed on her; she looked back up at him as she switched up her tactics, sucking the head into her mouth, slurping on it like candy, to get to the flavor of the deepest part of her, where that broad weapon had pierced. That flavor made her womanhood seize, made her ass clench around the butt plug.

Her mouth dropped deeper onto his shaft. He grunted at the feeling of her soft lips suckling obediently, wrapped tightly around him. His hand tightened in her hair.

Still meeting his gaze, she pushed forward, slowly but surely swallowing every inch that he had to offer. The thick meat slid over her tongue, that inimitable flavor making her cunt twitch, wetness already gathering. He gritted his teeth, a low growl spilling forth as she impaled her own throat on his pulsing length.

Before long, her chin was pressed into his balls, a stream of saliva dripping past the swollen orbs. His thickness twitched in her throat, the sensation provoking a muffled moan from her. Her tongue peeked from her mouth to run along the underside of his balls, collecting a divine flavor that was his sweat mixed with her own nectar.

His cock began to withdraw. She mewled, appealing with wild eyes for him to stay lodged in her throat, but he did not show mercy. The departure was torturously slow, each inch teasing her.

Once the last inch left, she sucked down a large breath. There were strands of saliva connecting her lips to his length and testicles, strands that broke when he brought that length down onto her face, a wet splat ringing out in the office. The corners of his mouth quirked into a slight smile at her needy groan, how she tilted her face back, expecting and wanting more of that treatment.

Instead of debasing her face again, he lifted his shaft, showing off his testicles. Sarah whimpered as she opened her mouth, waiting for him to place them there.

He took a moment to chuckle at her lustfulness, before dropping the cum-laden sacks into her mouth. Her lips closed around them, her tongue writhing wildly on the crinkled flesh, her eyes fluttering as she tasted more of that heavenly mixture that coated him. The office was filled with the lewd noises of her obeisance, the slick sound of her eager slurping, her lips and tongue worshipping those fat sacks that provided her with so much cum.

Once again, he deprived her of indulgence, slipping his testicles back out. They shone with her spit, a trickle of it running down the cleft between them.

With his grip in her hair, he yanked her back to her feet, and shoved her back down onto the desk.

But instead of fucking her like that again, he shoved her further onto the desk, and then spun her around, until her head was dangling off the edge.

Sarah panted loudly, her mouth wide open, tongue waggling; his cock was inches away from her, teasing her.

One rough shove, and his balls were suddenly resting on the bridge of her nose. She squealed, quivering, her cunt clutching at air.

He gave her no time to adjust, quickly drawing halfway back and plunging back to the hilt. Another thrust was followed by another, and he was off, fucking hard into her mouth, his surging cock driving deep into her gullet. She moaned around the oral onslaught, her tongue going wild, doing its best to lap at the pumping length. The force behind his thrusts increased, his ferocity unleashed again; her body bounced and rippled, her breasts attracting his attention, his hands reaching down to squeeze at them, using them like handholds with which to better fuck her face. Grunting harshly, he threw a leg up onto the desk, upping the pace again, pounding steadily into her mouth. She sputtered loudly, trickles of saliva and pre-cum streaming sluggishly down her face.

Her head spun from the vicious treatment. It made her body sing, an orgasm quickly washing over her, trickles of ambrosia flowing from her slit, streaming down along her taint, coating the butt plug and her thighs below. She kept her eyes closed, his balls constantly whapping against her nose, sending splatters of bodily fluids over her eyelids and forehead, adding to the mess already there.

His cock stilled, deep in her gullet. He let out a low growl as he began to lazily grind his hips against her mouth. That fat length of flesh pulsed as it filled out her throat. She groaned, the sound muffled, her cunt letting loose with more trickles of nectar as another orgasm overwhelmed her. As always, he was taking liberties with her body, taking pleasure from her without a thought to hers. And as always, she was loving it, sparks of ecstasy blinding her to rationality and logic.

After a few minutes, he returned to his fierce pace, pumping roughly into her throat. Sarah squealed loudly, choking wetly around the fat shaft. His grip had not let up on her breasts, still holding onto them, his cruel fingers digging into the soft flesh, that sweet pain only making the pleasure rise.

His animalistic growls sounded in her ears, accompanied by the wet slap of his balls against her face, and her own pathetic mewling. There was by now a sloppy residue along her eyelids and forehead, thick trickles of mixed saliva and pre-cum reaching down into her dark hair. The combination of bodily fluids produced quite the scent, one that helped to hammer home her whorishness and submissiveness, one that delighted her to no end. She squealed and moaned as he continued to sloppily fuck her throat. Her back arched unconsciously as her cunt gushed out juices again, another furious climax tearing through her, leaving her body wracked with tremors, her legs kicking up frantically at the surging sensations.

Sarah gurgled helplessly, lost in the swirling storm of sensations and stimulations. Halfway through yet another harsh climax, she registered another pause in his thrusting, his cock again buried down her throat. He growled, the sound low and extended, the slightest twitch in his balls alerting her to the oncoming load. That promise made her mewl around the mass of meat filling her gullet.

That length of flesh swelled imperceptibly as the load raced along towards its target.

Another grunt sounded from above when his orgasm struck. The first thick spurt blasted into her stomach, making her squeal and squirm, her cunt gushing, another peak reached thanks just to the knowledge that her body was being put to good use in taking his cum. More of it fired out, flowing down her throat to fill her belly. She choked loudly around his fat shaft, massaging it with wetness and warmth, milking yet more spurts out. He squeezed harder at her sore breasts as he dumped more hot seed into her.

For the last few blasts, he pulled back quickly, leaving her sputtering and gasping, gazing at his cock just in time for the next jet to splatter against her face. She moaned, loving how it settled on her cheek, staining the flesh, adding to the coating of cum still glazing her face from before. Another jet arced onto her chin, the next rocketing onto her other cheek, the penultimate splashing onto her forehead, the last dribbling onto the bridge of her nose as he shook out the dregs of his load, the slick shaft slapping loudly onto her flesh.

Sarah quivered, cooing softly.

His footsteps sounded, headed back into the living room. She shivered, the afterglow settling over her, accompanied by an exhaustion, one that was usually brought on by these sessions.

He walked back in a few minutes later, now dressed. His hands alighted on her sides, and he turned her over onto her stomach. A jangling sound reached her ears as he unlocked the handcuffs, letting her stretch her arms out. Her eyes drooped, but she managed to push herself to her feet, swaying shakily before padding out into the expanse of her apartment.