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"No. Lick my balls, hole." Yes, anything so long as he stopped hitting her and yelling at her. She could never stand people yelling at her. Her father used to... "That's good. That's a good little bitch. Oh yeah." Someone guided her hand to a another hard cock. Then her other hand. Someone was reaching around to finger her pussy. Hands pawed her breasts. Mr. Balls was pushed out of the way and replaced by a cock. She sucked this until Mr. Right Hand shoved this guy away, and stepped up. Smack! "Open your fuckin' eyes, bitch, and look at me". Her last refuge gone, she looked up through bleary eyes at a laughing, mocking face. Then another cock, and another. New ones? Repeats? Just an endless procession of cocks which she sucked as best she could, which was never good enough.
Smack! "Watch your fuckin' teeth". Smack! "Deeper". Smack! "Harder" Smack! "Not so hard." Smack! Smack! "Stop crying". Smack! "Your too ugly". Smack! "Open your God (Smack!) damned (Smack!) eyes! (Smack!)" They made her kneel so they could fuck her while she sucked. Lenin’s sperm greased her pussy, and without having to look at her rapist’s taunting face made it less humiliating. It was more like just another bad fuck; she'd had had a few of those before this! One sawed away in her womb, while another fucked her face. She was just expected to kneel with her head back and let them use her. Being used like this was still horrible, but it was better than when they were hitting her and yelling at her.