Good Little Whore

“Get on your knees,” he ordered her.
And like any good slave she merely whispered, “yes Sir.”
She dropped quickly to the ground. Almost instinctively. Once down on her knees, on the filthy concrete floor she proceeded to quickly undoing his belt. His bulging cock starting to push through his jeans. She knew what he wanted from her. She knew what to doo without ever being told. Before she could unbutton his pants, his thick shaft sprung out. Slapping her in the face.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Open that pretty little mouth for me.”
With that, she opened her mouth wide taking his cock down her throat. He quietly stood there watching her as she devoured him. Sucking hard on his head and sliding it in and out of her lips. Jerking him off as she continued to lick up and down his shaft.
“Spit on it,” he demanded. “Don’t make me tell you. You know I like it when you get dirty with me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You’re such a good little girl,” he said mockingly. “Such a good little whore. That’s all you are, my filthy, fucking whore. That’s it, suck that cock.”
“I’m nothing but a fucking whore,” she repeated.
In just a few seconds she covered his cock with spit. Jerking him off as she sucked his balls in her pretty little mouth. Licking every thick inch of his cock.
SLAM!!!
The back of his hand landed perfectly across her cheek, leaving a warming stinging sensation over her face.
“Did I tell you to speak,” he yelled. “The only thing out of your mouth is ‘yes, Sir’ and spit. Do you fucking understand.”
“Yes, Sir,” she cried.
SLAM!!!
Again, backhanding her. This time rattling her jaws. Blood dripping from her lips. Yet, like a good little slave she continued sucking his cock. He looked down at her, laughing at the blood and spit mixture on his cock. Red stains starting to cover her massive titties and thick, pink nipple.
“That’s my girl,” he said. “Suck my fucking cock. Look up at me.”
Her pretty little face was smeared with blood and makeup. Her lips and cheek were swollen and pink from the slaps.
“You’re nothing but my little, fucking cum rag,” he said. “And I’m going to cover that pretty little face of your’s with cum. You’d like that wouldn’t you. You’re nothing but a fucking whore.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said proudly.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and started pumping hard as she waited to receive her master’s gift. His gift that would coat her face with a thick layer of milky white cum.
“Open your mouth,” he ordered. “Open your mouth wide.”
He jerked her head back as she opened her mouth. Without any hesitation he let go, covering his good little girl with his sticky juices. In her hair, over her eyes, down her pretty little throat. He squeezed out the last few drops of cum making sure to slap her mouth with his softened cock, slinging more cum in her mouth.
She reached up to wipe her face.
SLAM!!!
“Did I give you permission to clean up,” he snapped at her.
“I’m sorry, Sir,” she whimpered.
“Such a bad little girl,” he laughed. “So bad. You need to be punished for such an insult.”
SLAM!!! SLAM!!!
Again and again, he backhanded her until she could no longer sit up on her knees. Her face was red and swollen from the massive beating. Blood began to pour from her mouth and nose. Covering her beautiful titties and pregnant belly.
“That’s my girl, bleed for me,” he said as if ordering her to bleed.
“Thank you, Sir,” she managed to say from behind the blood.
“Get up,” he ordered. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
She did as she was told. Like always, such a good little girl. It was difficult for her to stand after her beating. She pulled herself up, blood still dripping from her pretty little face. As she stood, he threw a pair of clean, white knee high socks at her.
“Put these on. Then I want you to put your hair up in pig tails for me,” he ordered as he lit a cigarette.
Without a word, she did as he said. He stood there watching her, inhaling his poison and slowly exhaling. He enjoyed making her do things. The greatest part of their little games was watching. She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as she brushed her long, black hair out. Anxiously waiting to see what he had in store for her next. She never asked though. She merely did what he told her. A good slave will never question her master’s intentions.
He turned away from her as he searched through their little toy box. She continued putting her hair up in cute little pig tails. He puffed away at his cigarette, watching her prepare herself for him. Beautifully curved back, shapely hips, nicely rounded ass poking out. In the mirror, he could see her massive, blood stained titties and growing pregnant belly. So fucking hot! She was carrying his child and that was more of a turn on for him. Such a sweet piece of ass, his filthy little whore and now she was getting all dolled up for him.
He watched her sit back on the toilet, lifting her long, smooth legs and sexy little feet to the counter. He couldn’t help but laugh at her dirty knees. Finally, after several minutes, she emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but her socks and pig tails. So beautiful. He felt himself growing harder and harder. She noticed as well. Her eyes grew wide as she watched his jeans begin to bulge.
“Perfect,” he smirked. “So cute, just like a good little girl. Sweet little pig tails, clean white socks, even your dirty little knees.