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Sara was a modern princess by any definition. She was gorgeous, smart, a great athlete and beloved by most people that knew her. Sara had grown up in a upper middle class liberal family that had always treats her like a princess. Sara had always been a straight A student and a great athlete in college by lettering in both swimming and volley ball. Sara had been offered numerous scholarships for both academics and athletics and offered a modeling contract with fords modeling agency.

Sara however had decided to go to an elite private college that had the best biology and medical school in the nation. Sara stood 5'7 110 lbs 36c 22 34 with long blonde hair. Sara fit into her very liberal college perfectly. Both as a student and from a social scene the liberal feminist school and its curriculum were a perfect match. Sara joined the best sorority on campus (delta, delta, delta or the tri delts). The tri delts was the sorority with the best looking girls which made them the envy of everyone. Sara loved college but she wanted to be a doctor and took extra classes and went to summer school every years so that she graduated and was practicing in her specialty by 25. Sara had specialized and become a urologist.

Being a gorgeous lesbian, most of her friends thought she would specialize in only women patients but women had to deal with the indignity of male doctors being gynecologist for decades and Sara felt it was only fair that she also have male patients. To be honest sara loved the control over her male patients though she would never admit it publicly as it would be frowned upon for a doctor to take pleasure from the humiliation and control of one's patients. Sara loved telling men to strip and then commenting on the size of their manhood or lack there of. Sara would then share some of the most humiliating details with her lesbian lovers or friends about men and their insecurities. On occasion Sara had even taken liberties to abuse her patients especially in they had hurt a woman or a friend of Sara. In one extreme case one of Sara girlfirends was trying to get pregnant and her and her husband didn't have any luck but the husband didn't to blame his wife. Sara had helped them with in vitro but only so she had the opportunity to milk her friends husband using an electric probe up his ass causing him to ejaculate. Sara and her friend had laughed for months about it and Sara had helped her get pregnant.

today sara had a new male patient that she didn't know but he had reached out claiming he was concerned about the size of his cock. Sara laughed at the notes the nurse had taken over the phone as men were always worried about their penises being too small but she laughed even harder as this individual thought his cock was too big…….. what vanity! Sara smiled walking into the exam room wearing a black skirt and black heels with a white blouse and white doctors coat looking more like a runway model than a doctor as she met her new patient.

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Leon had always been physical. It's how he solved his problems and how he went through life. Tall but not very bulky, he had the aesthetics of something elegant rather than vulgar, even if his expressions begged to differ, on occasion. He'd grown into his own bones, but had always had an innate confidence, even when his gangly build hadn't been filled out. Track and field became a more versatile work-out schedule at any gym he could find. It could be hard fitting it in, but he always made time. After all, that's where he made some of his contacts. Maybe that's why he rotated gyms, too. Eventually, enough of the squat-rack bunnies knew him, and the parts of him that were huge without constant training. Not that it didn't get its share of recreational exercise too. It'd be a shame not to. Though lately he'd been worried. Performance was good, and there hadn't been any complaints, more than how he treated them afterward, but the guys in the lockerroom had joked about illnesses that could cause local giantism. At first he'd played along, but the thought stuck in his head when he'd never seen anyone of his own proportions. He liked bottoming out, but it was hard not to, these days. He'd had a growth spurt and knew he should be grateful, but he thought it was better to be safe than sorry.

Admittedly, when he was looking around, he'd felt silly. Geezers and scholars, all of them. He knew he shouldn't be picking a doctor based on look, but he was used enough to doing it in all other aspects of his life, so he ended up scrolling through the nearby clinics available. And to say Sara stood out was an understatement. He thought it was odd that a young woman like that should have her own clinic, but she seemed legit. Though, he did read a few worrying reviews. If it had been something more urgent he might have moved on from her, but what was the harm? It's not like she could keep her license and be horrible at her job, right? Besides, if it was a dud, then at least a hot chick had checked out his cock and given it a clean bill of health.

He wore a normal white t-shirt and a navy jacket in her office. The nurse on the phone had been polite enough, and somehow hinted that the doctor would be happy to see him. He understood this subject was rife for jokes, and wasn't against any harmless flirting, but it stuck in his head. He had friends that would have flown off their rocker for even the insinuation of insult, but Leon was the level headed one in his group of friends. He was the leader when Daryl didn't take lead. They kept themselves with fast money and mostly operated under the radar, but lately the dirt they did had become, well, dirtier. Paid well enough that he wouldn't even balk at the fee, here. Seemed people paid premium for this particular doc.

He was called into the room where the doctor would see him, and when she came he gave her a once over. She looked better in reality than in her professional, smiling photos. Maybe because he could see all of her now. He wondered what was under that skirt. "Hey, doc." he said and stood up from the chair and extended his hand. She was a small thing, and he was tall, it was a rather enticing contrast. "I suppose you have on file what I'm here for already." he started and coughed out a modest smile. "I bet you get these kind of things all time. Well, I'm just a bit worried, so I'd like for you to take a look and maybe just ease my mind?"

He was polite. Sometimes he was polite when he was kicking people's faces in. But out here in the real world, he kept the volatile energy inside himself, and tried to put her at ease, even though she had been through a lot of his, he'd reckon.
 
Doctor Sara Adams walked into the exam room smiling at Leon. “Leon it is a pleasure to meet you I am Doctor Adams”. Sara was warm and gracious as she was with all patients. She shook his hand and looked at his chart as she sized up her new patient. He was definitely a good look man, athletic, muscular and big. Sara had lots of girlfriends that would certainly be interested in dating Leon. “Yes Leon I do get these kind of appointments all the time So don’t worry about anything I am sure everything will be fine. Can you please strip for me.“. Sara smiled loving being in control and giving orders. “Yes that is correct I need to you to strip off all your clothes”. Sara smiled as she watched Leon strip down nude. Every time he seemed to slow down or ask if he needed to remove something. “Please strip“. As he slowly stripped and his penis was revealed sara had to cover her mouth to hid her initial smile. It was easily the largest cock she had ever seen. She had to admit she could understand his concern especially if he had seen other men‘s cocks. He was massive. “Well Leon I can certainly understand why you had some questions you are certainly well endowed.“ Sara being gorgeous and in a lesbian relationship could often be mean to men and while Leon had done nothing to her she could help but have a little fun at his expense.

sara put on a set of latex gloves and grabbed some cream. She poured a huge portion of the cream into her hands and began to run the cream all over his flaccid cock and balls. As she rubbed the cream all over his cock and balls she looked up at him. “This is a chemical depilatory cream to remove all the hair from your cock and balls. There will be some minor burning but I need to examine you completely clean.” Her comment wasn’t true but the cream would burn and Sara liked the control of having him completely hairless. After a few minutes she took a warm wash clothe and wiped away all the cream and the hair leaving his cock and balls hairless and completely visible. The burning of the cream caused him to slowly become erect and soon he was rock hard. “Wow not only are you extremely well endowed but you have a massive scrotum and ball sack. Have many of your lovers complained about excessive cum?” Sara smiled to herself thinking she could prescribe him some drug to increase his cum production and his next girlfirend would feel like she was hit with a small cum cannon. As he was now rock hard sara took her iPhone out and began to take a few pictures of his cock and of Leon. “Oh these are just for the files. Very standard I assure you”. Um hold on. “Jill can you come in here”. Sara called her assistant Jill into the exam room. Jill was a very cute girl in her late 20. No where as attractive as Sara but still a good looking woman. Jill reaction was complete shock. “Jesus Christ”. Sara looked at her smiling. “I know right” Sara replied As she held up a ruler to his cock so Jill could take a picture of his cock with the ruler against it. “Thank you Jill you can leave”. Sara had mostly called Jill in just to embarrass Leon but so he could see jill Reaction.

”well Leon I have good news for you and bad new for you.“. She smiled watching his face with concern as she said there was bad news. “The good news is that you are going to be very popular if you decide to go into the gay porn business.” She teased him a bit. “You will make serious serious money in gay porn. Now in all seriousness your size is bigger than most men, in fact I will check with some of my other professionals have ever seen anything like it. You are certainly going to scare some women you saw Jill reaction and If you like hard aggressive sex you certainly may cause them pain at the same time as pleasure vut are you going to do damage to a woman…… No….. but you could certainly cause a few virgins to become lesbian. If you like anal sex your going to have to make sure you partners have had experience or used a butt plug and make sure you use lots of lube or they will walk funny for a week.”

sara could wait to show her girlfriend the pictures. “Any questions Leon. Oh dont worry about being hairless. If you prefer pubic hair it will grow back in a couple of months”. Sara smiled watching him get dressed and happy to answer any of his questions.
 
She was pretty. He liked her attire, and even though it drew to mind exactly the kind of scenario he'd chosen her for, it seemed a little ill advised in reality. She was a fucking doctor. Why did he think this was a good idea? Maybe it would have been better to ask a seasoned geezer. Older men liked him, anyway. Could this new graduate really offer him something? But her authoritative voice and confidence won him over quickly, at least as far as her competence went. That's why he did start to shed his clothes when she told him too, but he was a bit stunted by her wording. Surely it'd just be whipping it out, right? Stripping was just an expression in her line of work. But the way she looked at him, expectant, had him questioning her every part of the way. Eventually he did end up naked, cock out an all. A tall man with broad, gym-grown shoulders, he was otherwise slim, which was why his cock stood out so much from the rest. It'd seem a cruel twist of genetic fate against the other men, that the appendage that hung off Leon was disproportionately huge, even for his height. He was proud over this part of him, and the rest of his body as well, but felt off being on display now, all of a sudden, when the woman was fully dressed and also wearing layers of knowledge. He did hate her strange expression, almost a grin. But he couldn't help but do it himself, when her hand came up to hide her reaction at his cock. Well. Guess he'd made a cock doctor balk too, now. Maybe that should be a milestone in his life? He rested his hands on his narrow hips which he knew would emphasize his dangling cock more. The head was darker than the rest, and in dormancy, the length was larger toward the tip. It had the beginnings of veins already, but nothing too much, since it was sleeping. The balls were on par in their own size.

"It's a good party trick, but I wanted to get your professional opinion." he said when she complimented him. His voice was a bit unsure, since he didn't know how to continued this interaction. Usually with women this attractive, and obviously focused on his dick, he'd be at least half way inside them or bottoming out within minutes, but he was here for other things with Dr. Adams. He was going to protest when she was going with the glove and cream, but she didn't really give him a chance. His brows raised and then he hissed when she touched him without much of a warning. "What the..." he started but couldn't help liking the initial sensation. This really started feeling like the things he'd thought up, coming here. Her reason sounded good enough, but it was difficult reconciling with the reality of the doctor lubing him up. He didn't say anything though, and then pinched one eye half shut when the burning started. What if he hadn't wanted a completely clean look? He grit his teeth but also sighed with some relief when she started wiping him off.

He made a face at her when she asked about his partners. Was it appropriate that she used these normal terms for his genitalia? "Yeah. I cum a lot." he said, now with his cock fully filled with blood. The surprise had gotten to him, and he didn't know what the fuck had been in that cream, but here he was. Now the veins were plentiful, and the head was bulbous and redder. He frowned a bit when her phone came out. It did not seem like the kind you'd use to store medical photos. And he hadn't really consented to it and she hadn't asked him before taking it. Then he suddenly remembered the intrusive coupling app he had on his phone, right now in his pants on the bed where he'd left them. His friend had loaded it for him so he could copy the activity of someone elses phone, for their more elicit ways of making money. He wondered if it'd couple with the doc's. He forgot about that when the assistant came in. He'd seen her on the way in, and Jill's reaction was as satisfying as it was strange. His cock stood for any measure, it always had, dwarfing said ruler, and then he saw the girl leave and looked at the doctor for answer. She was being really fucking cavalier about all this.

He wasn't really happy with being nude infront of her anymore, and waited for his cock to soften before he put his clothes back on. "Well, I am not starting a gay porn empire anytime soon." he muttered and shook his head. He came to stand in front of her, and looked down at her. She may be powerful in her own office, but there'd always be the discrepancy of a lithe woman and a towering man. If he wanted to, he could do anything to her now. He let her know that without words. "I don't think I'll be coming back but I guess I got what I came here for." he muttered and bumped her shoulder when he left. His phone was dinging like crazy when he got in his car, and he was aghast when he looked up the traffic it had coupled from her phone.

"Fucking bitch..." he breathed to himself.
 
Sara giggled a little as Leon left and she felt a little bad that he was upset but she had enjoyed playing with hin a bit and she was already sending pictures of her girlfirends “look at this horse cock“ she was texting and have fun with her friends and it was clearly a Leon expense. She text with several friends and even joked around the money she could make off of him if she could talk him into gay porn and she texted how he seemed offended. Sara girlfriend Jill even chimed in about renting him out as a stud. Sara finished up the rest of her appointments and headed out of the office. She hand enjoyed playing with Leon and enjoyed putting A man in his place.

sara followed her usual routine of going to the gym and working out. She was dressed in a cute pair of short shorts and sports bra as she worked out at the gym checking her phone for new messages from her girlfriends and she of course responded back talking about the size of his cock, the size of his balls, how girls in high school must of been terrified of him. Sara openly laughed several times as she chatted with her girlfirends and worked out. Sara of course was getting all the attention at the gym as she always did. Her long toned legs were sculpted and gorgeous. She had a small and very tight ass. Her breast were large and perky on her small frame but not too big. Sara actually was worried if she ever got pregnant they would be too big and make her look slutty and she was quickly to tell previous lesbian lover she would not try any of the new European drugs to make them any bigger. She hated how slutty it could make her look. She found It almost as degrading as when men referred to the. As tits instead of breast.

as she worked out she had several girlfriends that wanted to see more of Leon but she told them that probably wasn’t going to happen as he had not enjoyed his exam. After Sara long work out she went and showed and changed and head to her car and drove downtown to get a drink at one of her favorite bars.
 
He followed the chat intently. He was frowning. Having relocated for the day, he still received everything she did. A few approvals in her phone, in her name, which he basically owned due to the digital coupling, and he'd be able to explain this information leaking without implementing himself as intruding on her privacy. It was the perfect crime. Usually they'd use this to get codes from guards so they could get into buildings, but it was useful for blackmail too, even if that was a thornier road than they liked to go down. For Sara Adam's, though, Leon would make an exception. She had played around with him and his now bald cock, and had not even shown any remorse. If she'd only knewn who she was fucking with.

He went through the history on her phone. There was a lot to show that she was dating Jill. He may use that later. But for now he readied himself for the night. The tech guy in his crew made the bed for him. It'd just take a few well placed photos and dumping the phone's content onto a server, available to the public but not entirely easy to get to, unless you knew what to look for. It wasn't unthinkable that Leon would search his own name, coupled with some of the private info he'd given, prior to the exam, and those specific terms would lead him to where her phone had been leaked. In the same place, there'd be more phones, hacked in their entirety. That took away suspicion from Leon. Leon made sure to understand as much of it as he had to, but had another role in their gang, so he kept to strongarming and giving orders. The crew was all too amused with what was happening, but they were more excited about what Leon might do about it, since they knew he was used to getting what he wanted, and being berated wasn't one of those things.

So, when the good doctor arrived at her favorite bar, identified through her GPS chip, Leon was there. He was dressed in a maroon shirt and black dress pants. Money brands since their last job had been plenty lucrative. She may not recognize him at first, when he took a seat beside the gorgeous woman, who had most other men at the bar looking, as well. "Another one for my good friend here." he said to the bartender. Leon sat down beside her, and even brushed her shoulders in doing so. It felt good to be in a position of power over the bitch who'd been so cocky before.

He had a glass of vodka in his hand and sipped it once before putting it down close to her. His elbow rested on the bar as he looked her over. "Hey doc. I think there's something else you need to look at for me." he said and put his phone down in front of her. A smattering of screenshots were shown as he scrolled, with the accompanying pictures of his own genitalia, in her office. "I was just wondering, what happens to a urologist that shares confidential information with her friends who aren't in the same business, and also berates him for his penis? Sounds like a career ender to me. What do you think?"

He grinned and had some more vodka, and leaned into her whisper in her ear. "You're fucking done, you prissy cunt." and the burn of his drink would transfer to the shell of her ear.
 
Sara enjoyed coming to the bar it was a mix of business professional and college kids with money. They played 50 s jazz and the waiters dressed up with vest and ties. It was a fun place to have a drink and unwind before either going home or going to a dance club or one of her lesbian bars. As she sipped her drink she felt someone bump into her and she heard Leon’s voice calling her Doc. She turned smiling at him “Leon it is good to see you have a seat”. He as clearly angry about today but Sara tried to stay calm. Leon was a massive man and and very muscular and an angry Leon was a bit scary.

As he hissed at her that she was through and showed pictures on his phone of her text she realized he had hacked her phone or copied it, she want sure but whatever he had done he knew she had shared personal medical information with her friends and done so it a way to disparage and humiliate him. “Drinks are on me Leon, please sit down” she repeated to him. It was Friday night and she had planned to go dancing at one of her favorite lesbian bars but at the moment she clearly had a problem.

“Leon I am not sure it is legal to hack someone phone, in fact it might be against the law but I think we have gotten off on the wrong foot and it’s my fault”. Sara was being pleasant even in the face of Leon threat. As she sat there looking like a model dresses in her business attire in her white blouse that hugged her body and showed off her curves in a classy professional way and her black skirt riding up just enough to show off her gorgeous legs.

“I apologize for today and I am sorry” she smiled sweetly and with an earnest voice trying to calm down the situation. Even as he called her a cunt and bitch which made her blush and was jarring to her as no one had ever spoken to her like that. As he called her cunt Sara looked around to make sure no one heard him. His anger was palpable and she felt her nipples go rock hard at being threatened and feeling humiliated by being called a cunt. Thank god she had on a bra holding in her natural 36 cc breast which she hopes his her nipples going hard.

Sara had always been a bit self conscious about her gorgeous natural breast on her very tiny frame and she had been pleased they didn’t get any bigger so she has some idea of what Leon felt being nervous about the size of his cock. “Leon let me buy you a few drinks to make up for today and maybe we can go out to dinner on me or anywhere you want to go. I have some idea how you feel. Women like me are alway being leered at over the size of our breast or being slit shamed if we dress a certain way. You and I are not all that different and I bet we could be friends”
 
She had the right idea to be a bit cautious when he showed up. Even though she was basically a goddess in her own practice, out here, for all her money and confidence, she was just another body in a place where bodies went missing, sometimes. Her academic brain gathered as much, and while he enjoyed her yielding nature, in inviting him to sit, he was sure that wouldn't get her anyway. Sometimes he was not aware of his own gait. He didn't want to spoil the surprise with his body language, but he wasn't used to bitches being bad in his direction. The ones who didn't get it, usually got dicked down so good they pussies at least understood where they sat in the hierarchy. He thought someone who dealt with dicks at work and vags on her free time should know.

"I'll have another one then." he said, since she was buying, and shook his glass at the 'tender. Though, he wasn't here because he was thirsty for a good, chilled vodka. Though it made a good snack while he served her up the very first part in her many courses of revenge. He had all intentions of being disproportionate with his payback. She tried to mitigate the situation, basically the only play she had, but she reacted pretty nicely when he started cussing at her. Someone in a position of power like her wasn't used to this kind of verbal abuse. It was pretty delicious to berate her, out in the open, even if it was currently staying between them.

It was pretty satisfying, and he grinned to show it, when she changed her tone and apologized. Of course it was illegal to intrude on her phone, but he had measures to prove it wasn't him. "Who's to say I didn't find it off some other place, and you accidentally leaked it yourself? I'm just the messenger here." he said, veiling the fact that he could come unscathed from this, while she would burn.

But he outright laughed when she tried to play the victim angle, and drag him down with it. He leaned in closer, this time resting his palm on her knee. "Listen here, you stupid bimbo with a degree." he started in her ear darkly. His breath was hot from the vodka and his innate anger. "You can try to get out of this however much you want, but this shit is your life now. You thought you could play around with my cock, and now you will." he said an squeezed inward on her leg, up her thigh a bit. "You're going to go into the bathroom, look yourself in the mirror, just so you know what a stupid cow you've been, and then you're going to take off your panties and come out here with them, and hand them to me."

There was very little in the intrusive way he touched her, or in his voice, that would suggest she had any leeway of negotiation or getting away. "And I want you to take an upskirt too. And not a stingy one. I want you to spread your pussy lips so I can see up your fucking womb if I zoom in." he continued. He gave her inner thigh a last squeeze before sitting back straight. "What are you waiting for?" he asked and had another drink. He swiped up the glass the bartender had come with. "Go you stupid bitch." he said and waved two fingers out of the four that secured the glass, like she was a dog.
 
Sara tried to stay calm while sipping her wine. Leon was furious and angry and now drinking and Sara had to stay calm and in control. As he implied that he had found the pictures some other way than hacking her phone she simply listened and she knew he was lying but it wouldn’t help to accuse him of anything and what would it get her. As he called her a bimbo and laid down his request she bit her lip trying not to get angry and say something she would regret. He demanded she remove her panties and give them to him. Sara always wore panties and a bra and didn’t love the idea of not wearing panties to please Leon. She sipped her drink and thought to herself at least he didn’t demand her bra too. Braless would have been visible to the patrons especially if she didn’t have Her jacket on but no one would know she wasn’t wearing panties. He continued to berate her and she calmly stayed in her seat until he told her to go. Thought she flinched a bit as he called her bitch

”Leon I can see your still upset and I do apologize again and to show you I can be a good sport sit here and I will be right back.“ Sara told the bartender to give him another drink. Sara stood up and walked across the room. As was usual for her me and women checked her out as she walked across the room. The tall gorgeous blonde with long legs and perfect body stood out wherever she went and life and she always attracted attention whether she wanted to or not. She walked into the bathroom and went to the back stall. She blushed a bit as she hiked up her skirt and slipped her French cut cache panties off, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them. They were black and silk and very cute and sexy but thankfully not g strings or some other slutty lingerie that might get Leon the wrong impression about Sara. She then took a picture of her pussy showing that her pussy was trimmed with blonde hair showing she was a natural blonde. Unlike strippers or porn stars she was not smooth but had a Brazilian bikini wax ready for bikini season. She blushed hard taking a couple of pictures but being careful to not show her face in the pictures. She looked at the pictures blushing hard. She then Walked out of the stall with the panties in her hand and looked in the mirror. “What have you gotten yourself into Sara…..l oh god you can do this …..”

she walked back to the bar stool and slid onto the seating crossing her legs and showing off her long legs. She ordered another Chardonnay and as the bartendar was gone getting her drink she handed him her panties discretel, “see I told you I was a good sport” as she slowly texted hin the pictures she had taken in the bathroom. “Leon I am sure we can be friends And look I know a lot of girls that would love to go out with you.“. Sara sipped her drink trying to remain calm.
 
The insults hit, but she had a mind to try and stay calm through it. It was a good poise, but he knew what hid underneath her carefully assembled surface. Knew she was all poison, when her layers came off. But he also knew what would get to her. She'd been forced to be nice now. Someone as supposedly superior as her would never. She played for the other team, quite adamantly, and what could she hate more than a man having any kind of power over her? Let alone one that would use it sexually. But she had done this to herself. He had no regrets for what he was about to drag her through. He liked the way the word bitch hit her. She sat for all of it, and her calm demeanor didn't lead to some great plan of smart manipulation. Maybe this was her only way of steeling herself for a hard situation. That was getting more and more absurd. He listened to her and nodded like she was stupid but had finally understood a very simple predicament. Her body at least got that it needed to do his bidding. It seemed their minds and hearts always took longer. But as a soon as he controlled their flesh, the rest would come along, eventually. He was looking forward to her obedience, but he also like that he already could tell her what to do. Her words were just her trying to delay the inevitable. He wasn't budging on it, and was eager to see her demean herself. Letting her go to do as she was told also meant he had a leash on her that extended beyond his physical reach, which was good and useful.

He was also looking when she went away, though he was wearing a smug expression, unlike the other gawkers. His phone alerted him when she used hers, and he sucked his lip when he got the pictures of her snatch in real time. His eyebrows raised at the hair, which made it all better. She was a real woman, not just some doll in a porno. He forgot to have her show her face, but he would correct that mistake soon. He had his elbow on the bar, cupping his cheek while she walked back. It was quite fun knowing her pussy was free, underneath that skirt. When she sat down he had another sip, and then he took the panties when she gave them. They were still warm when he put them in his pocket. She was measured, but there was a blush on her face. So she was warm blooded, after all. He was sure he could make that blush run even hotter. Who knows, maybe they could have been on a date or two and she'd really gotten to exam his cock, if she hadn't been such a bitch.

He leaned in and stroked her hair and then her ear. Now that she'd texted him, he would have even more incriminating evidence against her. His thumb rested on her lower lip as he looked her over, like he owned her. Though he looked more pleased now than before. "Oh we'll be friends." he assured her, but it wasn't in a tone she liked. When the bartender was otherwise busy, Leon leaned back and held up his phone. "Now I want you to part your legs and tell me you like cock much more than pussy, and that all your lesbo friends should just give in to getting fucked the real way." he said. And then he pressed record.
 
Sara never went anywhere without her panties and bra on and now for the first time she was wearing no panties. She blushed as she could feel the lack of panties as she sat at the bar stool sipping her drink. She didn’t like his smug smile and she was made at herself for letting her phone being hacked and being blackmailed by a…. Man. God how could she be so stupid. As she sipped her drink she was shocked as he was forward enough to reach out and stroke her hair and her neck and use his thumb to play with her lower lip as if she was his pet to be played with. She blushed hard as she had never had a man touch her and as she felt his touch she wanted to slap him but she didn’t. As he made his demand that she spread her legs and talk dirty to him her face went red. “You can’t be serious.” She was furious that he would even make such a Suggestion. She was furious and sat there for a long time as he smirked at her knowing that he could blackmail her.

she wanted to scream but she didn’t dare and if she called the cops and it became public record she could lose her doctor license. Sara looked around to make sure no one was watching her as she slid Her skirt up until her bareass was sitting on the leather stool. She could feel the cool leather pressing against her skin reminding her that she was bare ass nude under her skirt. She spread her legs facing Leon and with her skirt hiked up and her legs spread her pussy was on full display showing off her Brazilian trimmed pussy. Sara preferred her girlfirend waxed smooth but Sara preferred a more classic look for herself. With her legs spread and showing off her pussy. “Leon you stud…… you know I prefer your cock to pussy. All my lesbian friends should try your cock….. god it is an amazing and I love your cock”. She blushed hard quickly crossing her legs and letting her skirt slide down as she was mortified that he had asked her to that.

”there are you happy…..” sipping her drink trying to stay calm.
 
She was keeping herself together rather well. She had made a career out of steeling herself and making serious faces when she had all these superior thoughts inside. He had pretty good picture of who she was now, when he'd rummaged through the secrets on her phone. It was easy enough approving of a listening app, and to turn on and off the two cameras. He could even go into her biometric data, as it was read by her phone, if he wanted.

Touching her face flushed her. Such a pretty red color on her face. So the stone cold doctor could be feminine, too? She was almost a wilting lily in his hands now. How unusual it must be for her. She was angry, seething, but it was fetching rather than commanding. Maybe he was just finally turning her into the submissive woman she'd been born to be. He wondered what Dr. Sara Adams would think about that. At least she listened well when he spoke now. Yeah. he had her attention because she'd be lost without a means to please him. He was enjoying this closeness right out here in the open. But, as he stated, that's not all that she owed him. Her punishment wouldn't be over for quite some time.

She thought about it, and the trepidation was lovely on her face. She could be so beautiful when she was obedient. He liked her much more than this. THIS was her potential, not all those unnecessary accolades with her degree and her clinic and getting the position in society she thought she should have. No. This. Here, pleasing him after thinking herself above him. He saw the exact moment she realized she had to do this, and he made sure to steady his hand by leaning his elbow on the bar, the high definition camera still pointed at her her, excited to eat up every action.

It was indescribable, seeing the formerly elegant and unflappable woman now shamed, but still pulling her skirt and showing up her cunt to the camera. That pussy he already had a gallery of, from the bathroom. Even though she hadn't shown her face in the former pictures, it'd be easy to pair them with the movie, now. Her ass on the public bar stool was mashed under that fertile doctor's cunt.

He dropped his jaw when she performed rather well on camera, and said all the things he wanted and more. The light was flattering on her, and somehow the settings adjusted to make her pussy the focus, and it recognized her face and made sure details of her features showed so she could be recognized easily. He nodded at her question when she finally covered herself again. He put the camera away.

And he leaned in again, stroking her back as he scooted his chair closer to hers. "Not bad." he rewarded her and took away her drink and had a taste of it himself, because everything that was hers was his now. "I didn't even tell you to say that about me." he reminded her. That had come out of her own head. His hand slid up behind her neck and massaged her firmly there. There was a little pressure of a threat in the touch. "Now, get up, pay. And follow me to my car. We are going to make you a real woman tonight, so we can continue your training to be a good girl when all this is finished." he said and then stood up himself, taking the freedom to slap her twice on her upper thigh and leaving.

He'd be waiting in his car for her, in the backseat. It was a roomy vehicle for that reason.
 
Sara watched him record her and she was furious but she stayed calm for the moment as she needed to get the pictures off his phone and delete them and the recording. She couldn‘t let those pictures get out or even worse onto the internet where anyone could see them. If her lesbian lover saw then she would be mortified and she would never hear the end of it from her girlfriends. As she watched him and sipped her drink she knew she was in trouble but she had confidence in her ability to our wit a man and figure out how to get out of this situation. As she sat there calming trying to evaluate how to get out of this mess. As she sat there keeping her legs crossed she watched him reach over and grabbed her glass of wine and slowly sipped it. She doubted he was an aficionado on French white or even liked it. More likely he just wanted to show her he was in control in every way and could take anything that was hers. “The fussey is a good year don’t you think” she said pretending he was actually curious about the French white wine and she treated it casually as if sharing a drink with a friend. He was trying to dominate her in every way and she was trying to show she was unfazed by his conduct. She had been a bitch to hin in her office and he was getting revenge. She could Respect that but she didnt like it. As he told her it was time for them to go And time for her to pay the bill. She was less irritated by his direction than the fact he grabbed her by the neck.

as he stood up he slapped her inner thigh twice hard. Sara was In perfect shape and a great athlete but his slaps hurt and he was clearly much stronger and more physical than any man Sara had ever know. Sara took her time getting the bill as if to almost ignore his command. Sara smiled at the bartender and and payed the bill. She then sat back in the chair sipping the last remnants of her wine. She didn’t need anyone in the bar thinking she was leaving with him. He had slapped her leg loud enough for anyone to hear and she wanted to give it enough time for it to look as if he left without her and Sara was simply enjoying her evening as a single woman. Finally she slowly stood up fixing her skirt and trying to forget he had her panties in his pocket. She walked slowly towards the door swinging her ass from side to side and walking in her usual sexy but in control style. She walked out the door and saw his suv. She walked over to the vehicle and saw he was in the backseat. She opened the door and had to step up to get into the vehicle with her skirt sliding up showing off her long legs. She slid into the car and shut the door. “Okay don’t you think this has gone far enough.”
 
She tried to stay collected, and he didn't answer her comment about the wine with more than a dismissive Tsk, as though she was the one who was stupid for even talking about wine. But he liked that she was trying to be amicable and put out this dumpster fire she had started on her own life. He felt the tension when he grabbed her neck and that pleased him. It was better that she stayed reactive to all the things he was going to do to her, or he'd have to change his approach until he found things that did. There is no point in rattling someone who doesn't give you what you want in return. Dr. Adams was going to learn her life now revolved around the whims of her patient, and her penance for being an unprofessional bitch. He was excited to see this develop.

Her thigh made good sound for his slap and he knew she didn't like it. He waited in the car, and was a bit annoyed by the time it took until he could see her leave the building, swaying like nothing was the matter. He frowned at that, but thought it also would make it more fun to teach her a lesson. The leash worked. She had come and she understood how dire her situation was. He licked the corner of his mouth when she came to the car. He certainly wouldn't open the door for her. He had a good glimpse of her legs and perhaps more, when she lifted them to put herself on the seat next to him. Leather, of course.

He let her ask her question, another try at getting a hold of her spiraling situation. He ignored her at first, and flipped through some of the pictures he now had on his phone, that belonged to her. Some of it was everyday things, and some of it was exactly what she'd done to him, with smaller cock patients being berated in chat. Eventually, when she'd stewed for long enough in the silence he'd made for her, he simply placed the phone up there on the dashboard. And then he turned to her, looking her up and down like she was a nuisance to him.

And then he suddenly short forward. His hand easily grabbed her throat. He was larger than her by many measures, and the truth of the matter was that just being male he had droves of physical advantages, and that was before being a particularly fit person. So he'd have no trouble choking her, pushing her head into the corner while he made sure her legs were around his waist, which hiked up her skirt and exposed her cunt again. He held her there silently, stealing her oxygen and cutting off blood supply for her brain. For all she knew, he was killing her with how he dunked her head back.

"How about this? Is this too far?" he asked, whispered but violent, before one last crack of the back of her head against the interior of the car and he let go. He sat back and leaned into the seat like nothing had just happened, even though she'd been a second or two from passing out. He was showing her how much in his mercy she was.

"Now, I am going to need a sign of good faith from you, and since I can't trust your lying whore mouth to speak the truth, it's going to have to give me other reassurances instead." he said and spread his legs a bit where he sat, so her attention would be drawn to his pants, and the natural bulge there, because of that they both knew was hidden beneath. The behemoth of flesh and veins that had put her in this trouble to begin. "And no fucking copout blowjob. You better give the best fucking head, worthy of saving your career." he said. She may or may not know that the phone was recording. "I mean, you already told our friends they should have a go at my cock. Shouldn't you have a try first, you little hypocrite?" After all, when a dyke wronged a man this badly, there was no way she wasn't going to suck his cock.
 
As Sara sat in the car trying to explain that there little banter in the bar had gone far enough and while Sara had been a good sport this had gone far enough. Sara crossed her legs in the suv showing off her lovely long legs. Sara was in shock as he moved quickly across the back seat and grabbed her by the neck. She tried to loosen his grip but he was far too strong as he held her asking if this was too far. She tried to respond but with his Vice like grip she couldn’t speak until he finally let go telling her what he expected. Gasping for air Sara couldn’t believe he wanted a blow job. She blushed hard. “You can’t be serious”. She said in a raspy voice still trying to recover from being choked. As her breast heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath she looked at him. He was dead serious and strong enough that he could grab her before she got out of the car. Sara had no idea he was recording it or she might have tried to fight her way out of the car. She tried to stay calm telling herself no one would ever know about this and it was a one time thing. She looked around to make sure no one was around and thankfull in an SUV she would not be visible from the street if she was careful. She slid into the floor of the backseat and slowly undid his pants. “This is a one time thing…..”. She undid his pants until his enormous cock was free and slowly she stroked it with her hands. His cock was massive and now in the car it seemed even bigger than in her examining room. “Ohhhh god I can’t believe I am doing this”. His cock was now hairless as well as his ball sack and his balls were heavy and hug down. She stroked his cock until he was rock hard and then she slowly slipped the head of his cock past her mouth.

with her hands she stroked his ball sack and slowly worked up and down on his cock. His cock was massive and now in her mouth felt even bigger as drool poured down her neck and chin as she tried to take his cock in her mouth. She slowly worked it up and down feeling like a school girl feeling so degraded such her boyfriends cock and hoping not to get caught. She worked his cock down of the back of her throat and would gag a bit and the pull back working his cock harder and harder trying to please him and amazed at the size of his cock and how she was gagging on it. This was so degrading with a cock this size. Drool poured out of her mouth and down her neck between her tits as the suv filled with sounds of her gagging and slurping on his cock trying to get him to cum. Occasionally she would pull back off his cock gasping for air and stroking it furious with her hands. “Ohhhhhh god please cum….” She blushed hard thinking if she could only make him cum he would let her go and she could get out of here. She went back down on his cock taking it down the back of her throat realizing she was deep throating and cock for the first time as she continued to try and please hin. Her nipples went rock hard as she had to deal with the humiliation of sucking his cock like a good little whore.

she stayed low in the floor of the car so hopefully no one would see her and she ignore her phone when it buzzed in her purse knowing it would be some of her friends. She was completely focused on sucking his cock and hopefully pleasing him.
 
It felt good when she struggled against him, while he choked her. Her head was right there, over his squeezing hands, a pretty face in full distress. His own head tilted with some emotionless warning, and reassurance that he could wring the life out of her right there. Sara didn't want to believe it, but here it was, clear as day. She didn't have anything if he pushed his physicality on her, and she'd also proven she liked to act smart, but she didn't really have even the intellectual high ground now, anymore, did she? But stepping up robbery, stealing and selling drugs to murder was more heat than he planned to deal with. Besides, she was worth more to him alive. It'd be more fun seeing her degrade herself and go against everything she liked to say in the chat with her girlfriends. He discarded her like she was nothing, dunking her head, but at least that meant she got to breathe.

Her voice was pretty sexy like that, especially when he knew he had done it to her. He looked at her like she was stupid. "You want me to be more serious than that?" he offered with a real tone to his words. He would have liked to do this with a little more finesse than beating her up and raping her, but if she was too dumb to realize what blackmail was, then he supposed it was better than letting this bitch get away with it. Though, she'd shown to be a pretty good follower, so far. In not too much time, he'd gotten to see her pussy, claim her panties, have her pay for drinks, and now even choke her. Not bad for a second date. He let her think about it, and it was pretty gratifying seeing her expression turn from disbelief, to deliberation, to a decision that was obviously in his favor.

She looked really good on the floor. He could have stared at the pretty, formerly proud woman like this all day like an ornament, a testament to what he'd done to her. He hissed with some excitement when she undid his pants, and was more than happy to air his cock out. She seemed more impressed now. And then he leaned back, comfortable while she got to work. He groaned when her hands jerked him. She was a lot gentler now than last time, more focused to stimulate him the right way. She wasn't as good as she thought. "Looks like you found some respect for my cock, Dr. Sara Adams." he said to let her name be caught on the recording. He bit his lip when she finally took the head in her mouth. She looked pretty good like that.

The noise of it was amazing. He rolled his eyes at the sensation and reached to pet her head. "That's a good dyke. Eat your meal." he hadn't even told her to go so hard at it, but he liked that's where her mind went. She was going kind of wild on it, abusing her own throat and making it bulge to fit him. "Who would have thought you had some talent for this." he mumbled, pleasure running through his shaft and up the low of his stomach at her sloppy treatment. She had those alert eyes up at him, obviously wanting him to approve.

Even though she was doing a great job, especially for it being her first time, he shoved her forehead eventually, bumping her head against the back of the driver's seat. "You're horrible at that." he lied. "So how about you show me your cunt?" with her head having bounced back, his cock slathered in her thick saliva, the cockhead was now painting the rest of her face with it, when it wasn't in her mouth. "I'm sure you're fucking soaked." he said. "And maybe it will let me get off. You did beg me to cum, didn't you?" that would look bad for such a lesbian. If she protested, he'd just backhand her soiled face.
 
Sara hated how humiliated and degraded she felt. Sucking his cock like a high school girl on a date. The size of his cock was truly amazing and Sara blushed as she gagged hard on his cock trying to please him going up and down bobbing on his python sized manhood while drool purée out of her mouth and ran down her neck and between her gorgeous natural breast. She told herself no one would ever know about this. Oh god if her girlfriends found out she would never hear the end of this.

When she went down on this cock she gagged hard but she tries to keep his cock deep in her mouth hoping he would cum hard. She had no desire to taste his cum but being in the back of his car cleaning up was going to be an issue and her only hope she thought was to swallow his load. The humiliation of the idea made her so wet but she didn’t want to risk him cuming on her face. No matter what she would be experiencing cum for the first time. As she worked his cock she tries to think of a way to escape, this was firmly out of hand. As she sucked his cock with her gorgeous face cover in drool and she could taste his precum with her nipples now rock hard. All of this was so humiliating but what made it worse was him degrading her verbally

Calling her a dyke and telling her she had some talent a cock sucker, god she wanted to die as she kept her eyes down not wanting to see his floating face when suddenly he slammed her head into the back of the headrest.

The force reminded how physically dominant he was and as looked at him humiliated, face covered in drool and her blouse beginning to get wet with her rock hard nipples visible through her bra and blouse she looked sexy as hell. As he asked to see her cunt and maybe it would get him off, she was shocked and furious……..

“Boo I can’t do that oh god you can’t be serious….. look you fucking…….” As she admonishes him for even thinking about it she felt her cheek explode in pain. He had back handed her so hard her ears were ringing. A few tears rolled down her face. Oh god he has actually his her. No one has dare ever touch her like that. Sara being vain about her body couldn’t believe she had been struck but she didn’t want to risk another slap. She slowly slid her skirt up until it was like a belt with her trimmed blonde pussy on display as she was bare ass.

She slowly got on his lap facing him and strokes his cock as she lowered herself down onto the head of his cock feeling him slowly enter her very tight wet pussy

“Ohhhhhh god…… Jesus Christ”. A man was entering her for the first time and he didn’t even have a condom on. His size and girth felt even bigger gliding into her soaking pussy and the only saving grace was she was on top and could hopefully control pace and how deep and this would be only once she told herself.
 
Her blush was almost crimson on her face. It was a very becoming expression on her, while her face was forced to gape around him. His cock pulsated to breaking new ground in a throat formerly used only to swallow cunt juices. He was eager to christen her insides with their first flavor of man. He could already see in her sloppy face and the wet trail leading down to her pretty tits that she was surprised by how her body reacted to him. If she'd truly been against it, in her lesbian heart, then she would have fought more, or cried. But this type of behavior was her subconsciously wanting more of what he was doing. He'd had enough hesitant bitches on his cock to tell Sara's type, even though she didn't know it, herself. "Did you ever have dildos this big?" he asked, but judging by her struggle to take him, he would bet against it.

When he threw her off his cock she had an ever better look on her. She was slathered. Her clothes were good brands and elegant once. He liked them more like this because they'd never meant to be treated this way. It felt good to be able to throw her around like she was nothing. And she knew to go with it. It was doubtful whether she was coming along for his blackmail or the physical force, at this point. But her anger flickered when he gave her the next order. He knew what would come next and already flexed his hand. It came careening toward her, faster than a woman like her could comprehend. Real male strength.

It felt good to assault her cheek like that. Actually hurt her. His cock twitched in delight at the delicious sensation of her face. Her tears were a good bonus and he grinned at her like 'what', are you gonna cry little girl?' to taunt her. Her chock was delectable but he liked it more when something in her brain connected, and she rolled her skirt up. She was so vulnerable, with her pussy out for him to see.

"Guess I'm the doctor now." he muttered, amused. Her cunt did look better in person. He looked at her and tried to get eyecontact when she obeyed him. Just her subjugation was the best. He could fuck whenever he wanted, but getting to humiliate and tame this boss bitch was well worth his time. He groaned when she grabbed his cock for the act, and then hissed when his cockhead touched her slippery, woman-loving pussy.

"Shit. You're soaked." he said and stroked her pussy lips before she could do any more, parting his fingers to look at the strings connecting them as she impaled herself on his cock. The camera caught the glint of light between his fingers, forever proving the proud lesbian to be a slut for cock.

Once she had aligned herself on him, and started threading her tight, technically virgin sex over his, he grabbed her hips and made her stay at the level of his cockhead. He leaned back and kept her in place with his hands on her, fingers digging in. And the he planted his feet on the floor and thrust up suddenly. He wanted to see if he could get it all in in one go, or even if he'd bottom out.

Either way he'd keep her there, bouncing her on his lap and thrusting up hard in a rapid rhythm, respectless and furious. "How do you like that, you dyke cunt?" he asked. "Your girlfriends ever fuck you like that?" he asked and then let his hands give a little, which meant he fucked her head right up into the ceiling of the car. "You can be honest. You ever been gouged out like this in your snatch?"
 
As he teased her about whether she was going to cry she bit her lip trying to stop herself from crying. This was so degrading and she couldn’t stop him. As he asked her if she had ever played with a dildo as big as his cock she answered him honestly. “No of course not. Look I was honest with you that any girlfriend you have wouldn’t be damaged by a cock your size but that does mean it wouldn’t hurt and any girlfriend or wife you have is going to have to be a size queen. I mean some lesbians enjoy the pain of being fisted but that is the only thing comparable to the size of your cock.”



As Sara slid into position feeling like a whore she couldn’t believe she was doing this. Her lesbian lover would be crushed that she cheated on her with a man and Sara was determined to never tell her. Even worse Sara was thinking this had to be a one time thing. A month or two of being fucked by his horse cock oh god what would it do to Sara pussy or her ability to enjoy a small vibrator or her lesbian lovers tongue or light touch.

As Sara slowly moves into play with the head of his coco enter her pussy she hates that she was soaking wet and he knew it. “Oh god” she moaned out when he said she was soaking and then she felt his hand on her hips and in one quick thrust he forced her down on his cock until she bottomed out. “Awwwwwwwe fuck nonohhhhh god. OH GOD NOOOOOO” Sara screamed out loud so anyone outside of the car would easily hear her. Pain, humiliation and feelings of degradation washes over her body. She had never felt anything the size of his cock in her and it felt like her was tearing her in two.

As he asked her if she had ever been fucked like this calling her a dyke and calling her pretty little pussy a snatch, tears streamed down her face telling him the truth.

“No oh god no I have never done anything like this ohhhhh god ohhhh god I can’t do this” he was holding her down on his entire Vick stretching her pussy

“Please tell it out please I can’t So thisi can’t your too big. Please I am begging you””. Even worse as much as it hurt she felt herself dripping wet. God was she actually turned in my the humiliation and pain.

As she begged him to take it out she felt him hold her in place. “Okay okay but slow and easy please”. She slowly began to rise his cock the stress of taking his clock made her glisten with sweat and her blouse was soon even wetter from sweat making her gorgeous natural breast slight visible through her white blouse and bra. As she tries to ride him slow he would pull her down hard making tears stream down her face as she felt the humiliation and pain of his cock.
 
He listened when she laid out her professional thoughts of his cock's size. She was serious, and there was a kind of calm in her eyes through the tumult he was making her feel, that suggested she wasn't just being honest with the facts, but she was being sincere with her emotion. Maybe her deliberation about his cock was the most real thing he'd get out of Dr. Sara Adams. Though the large man with the even larger appendage would certainly try for more. The pretty body had a lot left to be squeezed out, and he wouldn't miss any opportunity to wring her. He tilted his head about the fisting and liked the dirty things out of the formerly elegant woman's mouth. "Hey, save something for out third date." he mocked. "So which one of your girlfriends should I convert, then?" he asked at the tail end of her ramblings. "I could turn them into size queens."

He felt the heat from her pussy, and even a slight hot humid aura around it as it neared, before it inevitably kisses the slid and head of his dick. She looked just right, over his cock. He looked at her with some thinly veiled insults, up and down, like she was indeed a whore that he didn't even intend to pay. And also judging her, a known lesbian, for being soaked for nothing more than having been choked, sucking a man's cock, and harshly insulted, over and over. Neither of those were things someone who had sworn off men should allow, let alone be aroused by. He liked her degeneration into this.

Her reaction when he pushed her down was amazing. The camera would have really good footage of a dyke being converted. He grunted out a short laugh at her words. "That's fucking right Sara." he breathed, the sensation of her cervix hammering on his cockhead inside her very gratifying. He had filled up all of the good doctors tunnel. She was coming fucking undone on the cock she'd mocked. Filthy words, a very primal and rushed confession came out of her. He always like talkative women on his cock. He didn't heed any of it, though, but her begging was at least good for his arousal and the clip.

"The fuck are you talking about?" he asked her and slammed her down real hard once to make a point before he continued to give the latent slut the best fucking of her life. He looked down between them at the glistening, telling coat of her arousal on his cock, everytime he lifted her up.

But he played along when she wanted to slow down the pace. But the camera would catch his grin when she got to decide their speed for a short moment. It was lovely to her trembling hips try to lift. Really, if he'd let her, she'd probably try to get off him. But the pretend didn't last for long. When he tired of her non-movement, he continued with the assault her on her vag, thrusting hard into her and thumping her head against the car's ceiling.

"How's this for slow and easy?" he asked and grabbed her by one arm, and threw her to the side. She'd land on the seat, of course, cock slipping out of her. He'd made sure she was on her hands and knees on her seat, ass up. He put his own knee on the seat too, behind her and grabbed her waist from the side furthest from the camera on the dashboard, so everything could be caught when he slid into her again, doggy style. His other hand reached to pull at her hair, twisting it so her face could be seen by the lens she had yet to discover as he brutally continued to feed her inner his cock, finding her bottom and battering it with his bulbous head.

"You're completely drowning my cock in your juices and you're getting more stupid by the thrust. By the time I make you cum you won't even have braincells to do your secretary's job." he said and twisted her hair to give her more stimulation and pain, all the while wrecking her stomach with his cock, his strong build lending itself to spearing her over and over with the large flesh.
 
Sara couldn’t believe the size of his cock and it felt like losing her virginity was happening as he stretched her in a way she didn’t think possible and had never considered. She tried to make the penetration slow and steady but every time she slowed up he grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard while thrusting upwards. “Ohhh fuck…… ohhhh god”. As he asked which one of her girlfriends he should convert first she blushed hard. And as he kept calling her a dyke she felt so slutty as he fucked her.

Sara tried to stay calm telling herself this was a one time thing and no one would ever know. As she tried to maintain her calmness she felt him throw her down on the back seat and his cock briefly slipped out. “Ohhh god”. As he commanded her “Ass Up” she felt him behind her and sliding back deep into her. He was going to take her doggiestyle.

“No no not doggie style please….awwwww ohhhhh fuck” as his cock slid back into her she felt him go even deeper and now he was in complete control of speed and pace of their fucking. Sara had never fucked doggie style but several of her girlfriends had talked about it and they either loved it or found it degrading. Sara immediately understood both view points. He was now pounding into her so hard which was quickly becoming an amazing sensation of pain and pleasure but it also felt like she was simply there for his pleasure.

“Awwwwww ohhhh fuck oh god”. Sara was now breathing hard and dripping wet from both her pussy and her body covered in sweat as this was become an athletic event of fucking. Thump thump thump…. He was pounding into her so hard and she was pushing back on his cock. Her hands gripped the seat and she screamed out “ohhhhh god I am going to cum. Ohhhhhhh fuck”. As she began to squirt so hard as he pounded through her first orgasm as she screamed out in a wave of orgasms as he fucked her”
 
He sensed the resistance in her hips when she tried to lower the pace, but she wasn't fooling anyone with how sloppy her cunt was getting around his cock. Everytime he insulted her she reacted better. He could feel it because they were literally connected, but also by the noises she was making. "I'm telling you, you started into the pink too early. You have to try real cock before you make life decisions like that." he said. "Look at you now, thinking you can own a clinic and tell others what to do with their bodies, when you don't even know how your own body works yet. I am fucking teaching you something you should have learned years ago."

He still threw her and it was as easy to manipulate her body as he had expected. He outright laughed when she protested, like she got a say in which position he fucked her in. He even looked at the camera to roll his eyes at her as he slipped into place again. She took to the position right away, which meant she had no choice. "Yes, doggystyle you stupid cunt." he muttered, rather calm for someone who was driving relentlessly into another person. It was a very user friendly pose, and he could do whatever he wanted, and had a good view over it all.

He pointed at her hips for the camera when they started pushing back, and on several occasions, to show what a slut she was, he made sure just to stay there, without thrusting, while she fucked herself on the meat rod. He did however seek her orgasm out when he saw the signs of haste and greediness in her motions. "I can't believe you're such a whore." he breathed like she was the worst thing he'd ever seen. And then he gasped when she squirted, and unquestionable orgasm from a man as she made a fool of herself on the seat. "Oh, you fucking dirty slut. I knew you liked cock, but did you have to be this much of a whore about it?" he berated.

And then he grabbed the back of her head by her hair and slid back a little, to make sure her face hovered over the puddle of female liquids she'd pushed out when she came. He slammed her face into the wetness and continued to fuck her brutally. His other hand even grabbed her ass and then slid toward the middle, forcing his longest finger into her pucker ass he ravaged her pussy. "Now that you've revealed yourself that even the queen dyke is nothing more than the lowliest bitch for a big enough cock, what have you got to say for yourself, Dr. Adams? Are you a complete hypocrite and a true representative for women in power everywhere?" He wouldn't be giving her many braincells to answer with, since her blood and attention would still be centered around the inflamed hole he was stretching and pounding away on.

He'd let her attempt an answer though, or cum again, or whatever her body in turmoil could do, and then, when he'd chased his own orgasm for long enough, he'd pull out of her and drag her down infront of the seat again, holding her hair and propping her head so she'd be facing the camera. He thrusted his hips close to her face and came hard on her, droves of cum covering her for the final shot, hopefully with a fucked up soundbite to go with it. And, he'd splash her mask of seed by whacking his cock a couple of times against her coated cheek. "Isn't this much better? Isn't this close to the real you, Sara?" he asked mockingly. "Isn't this really what all lesbos want?"
 
She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. She had already cum several times and her tight little pussy was a sloppy mess. Her body was covered in her sweat and his and she had never been fucked like this in her life and if any of her girlfriends found out she would never hear the end of it. As he took her from behind her tight little ass pounding back into him as his massive cock continued to stretch her in ways she could believe. He kept calling her a dyke, a whore and slut, which only made the sex more degrading and primal. She told herself this was a one time thing and as she tried to ignore his comments or how her body betrayed her she suddenly felt his middle finger at her anus. Drool poured from her mouth and she was out of breath from fucking but she moaned out.

“No no no don’t your dare I don’t do anal at all.” But suddenly she felt a little pain and then the humiliation of his finger sliding two knuckles deep into her ass. Sure she had girlfriend that had suggested a vibratory or butt plug for anal sex but Sara had never considered such lewd games and now she had a man fingering her ass. “Ohhhh Jesus oh god you are in my ass”. Sara moaned out as he continues to fuck her making her cum again. The marathon seemed to go on for hours with Sara exhausted when suddenly he pulled out of her and holding a camera to her face his cock exploded with huge loads of cum shooting into her face, into her eyes and her blonde hair”. “You bastard ohhhhh god…….. oh my god”

He was pasting her face with warm cum sliding into her eyes and down her face making her feel like a whore. The warm cum all over her face. As much as she didn’t want him to cum in her pussy this was far more degrading with his warm thick sticky cum all over her face and she couldn’t believe she let this happen. Her face already pasted with cum she sucked his cock clean trying to please him thinking his revenge was over and she would never see him again after tonight.

“Jesus what a hot load of cum I can’t believe you did that. “. Bare ass with her skirt around her waist and her blouse several buttons open showing off her bra and clevage she should stunning……. Slutty but so hot.

“Oh my god look at me I am such a mess…. God I feel like an escort…. I can’t believe I let you use me like that but we are even”
 
He could see how she felt by looking at her face. Those pretty, formerly elegant features, known from her dignified infomercials about her clinic, and tasteful portraits on her walls. The very face of female academic and commercial success. Now she was smearing her own saliva on her cheek, glistening as he expression hollowed out, as though she was losing intelligence by the thrust inside her. He was quite proud his cock had such an effect on the respected and revered woman. She just took it all, all the insults and all the rough treatment. She thought he was overpowering her, but she was being rather complacent when she didn't really have to, not at every turn. This was the kind of behavior that be analyzed later, in the clip of Sara Adams being dismantled by a man and his giant cock.

Her pucker didn't tense up as much as he thought, but she reacted rather quickly to it. It was obviously a line to her, which he assumed was because she'd only been with women for quite a while. He laughed like she was stupid when she narrated the taking of her anus. Her pussy was fucking drenched. He was collecting orgasm from her. She was thoroughly destroyed when he gave her the moneyshot, and made sure she knew everything she'd done had been immortalized on the memory of the phone, and the account it uploaded to, for safekeeping. Sara looked perfectly fitting with the thick, well-earned jizz splattering her face, mingling with the saliva she'd already drooled on herself. His dick was dripping with her tell-tale juices. Even a still would reveal, not just by her brainless and submissive expression mapped out in sperm, but also his juicy cock, that she had enjoyed it.

He chuckled. She performed well. Primal and honest from having her cunt stretched and her asshole introduced, the truth just spilled out of her cum covered lips. He nodded as she spoke. "That's what you get when you're fucked by a real man. Can your inferior female parts sense that this is what you're born for?" he asked and looked at the wrecked and slathered woman while he was being cleaned by her. He hadn't even told her to do that, but she fell into it naturally. Good to know where her mind was at.

He grinned when she assumed this was the last of it. "What?" he asked, innocent as he whacked her face one last time with his cock. "Who said we'd be even after this?" he asked and took his cock back, satisfied with her tongue's good work, and put it back in his pants. He was not fully dressed while she was still a woman with expensive but thrashed clothes, with all her secret parts showing.

In a few moments they were driving. He was completely collected again, and he had forbidden her from correcting her own clothes. "How many times did you cum on my cock today?" he asked and started turning in toward her clinic. Once they parked he reached over her and opened the door for her. It would be the mother of all walks of shame. "I'll talk to you soon. You should have me over when you and your girlfriends get together."
 
Sara’s hands were shaking with adrenaline and she was in shock. She had never been fucked like that and had cum over and over. She had also never been so degraded she was ready to breakdown and start crying. As he made threats that this was just the beginning she tried to stay calm. Cum running down her face and between her breast and as he drove over to the parking lot commenting on having him over to meet Jill as she could feel his cum on her face she didn’t know how to respond. This was simply unreal. As he opened the door and told her to get out she slipped out of the suv with her bare ass and pussy showing as her skirt was still around her waist.

She quickly pulled her skirt down though he kept her panties. Her skirts stuck to her body from the sweat and her body floated as if she had just worked out. Cum all over her face and running down her body she grabbed her purse and walked down the street. She couldn’t be sure no one saw her get out of the car but several men and women checked her out walking across the parking lot looking slutty as hell and gorgeous.

She finally got to her car she broke down crying. She looked in the mirror and could see how slutty she looked. She couldn’t go home Jill might be waiting for her so Sara drove to her gym walking into the gym with several people checking her out. She went into the women locker room and showered and did her hair and makeup. Her clothes were still a wreck but at least going into the house she wouldn’t look like she just fucked. By the time Sara got home Jill was waiting for her and Sara was still so turned on she immediately kissed Jill deeply and stripped off her clothes fucking Jill in the living room. After several hours of fucking Jill completely spent asked what had gotten into Sara. Sara blushed hard at the phrase “what had gotten into”. The last thing she wanted to admit was dick.

The next morning Sara tried to forget the whole sordid day. Sara worked out for several hours at the gym and dressed in a sexy but professional suit with high heels hoping she could go back to her old life
 
She was quiet for the ride. He got to marinate in his triumph over the haughty bitch while she soaked in his cum. Instinctively she knew that's what she had to do. It was the first time she'd played with this amount of it. The cock she'd mocked had its revenge fully. Speechless and defeated, she didn't even protest when he sent her off, her clothes clear signs of her story, and she wasn't allowed to fix herself on the way. Watching her ass when she walked away made him a bit hard again. She sure took care of her body, didn't she? And that made it all the sweeter that he got to use like this. As though all her efforts with diet and training had just been for him to fuck her. As though her own plans for her physical health had been throwaway reasons. She certainly looked the part of a born whore when she left him.

He glimpsed what she did through her phone. It was easy to put together. But most of the remaining night he just went through the footage he'd taken of her. She performed well on camera. He jerked off twice to the material and created an account for her, under a different name. He blurred her face on the pictures he uploaded, and the attention was coming in in droves. He laughed at some of the enthusiastic but degrading comments. They thought she looked too sophisticated to be in porn, but they all asked for more. They also though the cock involved was fake. Already they were outbidding each other for the actual video. Leon would not give it to them yet.

But he did forward the link to the account to her, so she could see her new fanbase. "Not so professional now, are we?" he asked, knowing full well from her phone that she'd been turned on enough that she'd been fucking her girlfriend. He left her be for the night, though. He had other plans for her in the morning.

Leon slept well, and woke up rested. He sang in the shower.

In the afternoon Jill would announce to her boss that the patient from yesterday was back to see her, the one with the big cock. He was sure Sara would take the meeting, and Jill looked a bit surprised when she agreed.

He came into the office again, and saw it with new eyes when he hung his jacket on the rack, phone sticking out of the pocket to record, and he hand another one in his pantpocket too. Her professional suit was pretty, and he was going to enjoy making it hypocritical.

"So, Doctor, how was your day, yesterday?" he asked. He wore a blue t-shirt, and black slacks, a lot less casual and a bit more elegant than yesterday. "I thought, since you looked at my cock yesterday, in this office, I should return the favor and examine your pussy here, too. Do you mind showing me?" He was sure he wouldn't find a cunt in its normal state. He was sure she'd been affected enough by her first taste of cock that she'd be showing signs of arousal.
 
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