Phoebe shrieked as Kael jerked back on her hair, forcing her head up from the floor and turning her around. She found herself back on her hands and knees, Kael's swollen cock pushing impatiently against her lips. Phoebe reached up with one hand and tried to break the grip of the hand on her hair. With her other hand she struggled to keep his dick out of her mouth. She clamped her lips tightly shut, refusing to open them. They struggled like this for a minute or two, Phoebe refusing to open her mouth, and Kael refusing to stop trying to fill it.
With a growl of rage Kael reached back to her butt and gave her a vicious slap on the rump. Phoebe's cry of pain was muffled by Kael's cock as it thrust upwards into her mouth. Phoebe squealed and struggled, trying to pull her head out of his lap. Kael's grip was like iron as he continued thrusting roughly into her mouth. He forced her head down all the way onto his cock. Phoebe choked as she felt the tip of his dick brush against the back of her throat, his balls rubbed against her chin as he ground his groin against her face. He held her like that for a few moments, asserting his dominance over her.
"You will learn to obey," Kael panted, releasing his right hand from her head he reached down to her chest and ripped her shirt open, reaching inside her bra. He groped her breasts as he resumed fucking her face. Phoebe heard his satisfied groans mixed in with the wet choking sounds she made every time he forced his dick down her throat.
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