Somewhere and somehow the night had escaped her.  She couldn’t remember the date at all, the conversation, the dinner, none of it.  But there she was, pinned up against his bedroom wall.

He held both of her arms up by the wrists and with his free hand he ripped all of her clothes off.  She moaned in delight… she’d never felt so hopeless, yet so excited that they were finally going to do it.

“Be quiet, slut,” he said as he pushed her body against the wall.  She loved this Mr. Hyde character that had come out to play.  Blake had always been a little too soft for her, but this Blake was stealing her heart again.

She kept her mouth closed as he took her panties off.  He got lost his patience, and broke the g string around her body.  It stung, but nothing had felt so good.

“Come here, bitch,” he said angrily and he threw her on the bed.  Again he pinned her down and started fucking her with his fingers.  She cried out – she wasn’t ready for his hand.  He didn’t care.  “How many times do I have to tell you?  Shut the hell up, girl.”  He stood up, and walked away from her.  She wondered what was going on until he grabbed her arms and pulled her to the other end of the bed, her head just off of the bed.  “If you wont shut yourself up, I will.”

With that he jammed his cock down her throat.  Without the air she was gasping, her body shaking and twitching.  He took his hard dick out of her mouth so she could breathe, “What the hell is your problem, slut?”  He jammed it back in her mouth.  Because of her gagging and the air deprivation, tears swelled at her eyes.  She loved being used.  Her face was his fuck-toy, and frankly, she had never been so happy.

He continued to gag her, and let her come up for air, gag, up for air, until he felt his climax coming on.  He grabbed her breasts, and put his cock on her face.  He pulled her breasts hard, mean, she felt like electricity was shooting through her body.  “Come here, come here, bitch.”  He sat down on the bed, pulling her over his lap.

Mmm, a spanking, she thought.  With her thought, he slapped her ass hard.  “Yow!”  She cried.

“Do I need to gag you again, slut?  Huh?”  He said in a condescending voice.  She shook her head ‘no’ and he slapped her again, this time, she kept silent.

He tossed one of her legs over his shoulder, leaving her ass and her pussy open and his to play with.  She felt so vulnerable, he had access to all of her.  He continued to spank her ass, squeeze it, and abuse it.  Then, without warning, he jammed four fingers up her pussy.  Tears ran down her face.  He took his fingers out of her, and squeezed her clit between two of his fingers.  She was so sensitive and with that searing pain, she moaned very softly into the bed.  He spanked her ass some more until it was a bright red.  Then, to amuse himself, he grabbed her ass hard and watched as her skin turned white.  Her ass was so warm.

He laid her down on the bed, and in the silvery moonlight through the bedroom window, he could see juice running down her gorgeous tender lips.  She kept her legs wide open, not for him, but because it hurt so bad to close them.  “Mmm, hmmm…”  He said, enjoying the view.

“What,