He barely spoke to me, even at the bar; i was clearly just a hole to Him, just one more desperate fag He would conquer. The power and control He had over me was undeniable so it was no surprise that when He bent me over and spit on my hole that i didn’t say a word. i barely had time to consider my fleeting chance to object and resist before He lunged forward and opened my tender, raw hole with His hard, dripping cock. I gasped loudly in surprise and cried out in pain just as He pushed my head down and started fucking me. i was instantly overcome by the intense realization of what He was doing to me and how powerless i was to stop Him. i was being bred by a stranger, a Man who had picked me out at a bar, looked me in the eyes and told me He was going to fuck me. When He ground that first load of cum deep inside me i instantly came without touching myself and started to whimper and moan in helpless surrender to this Man’s touch and use of my body as His hole. The second load would take longer but would be equally as thick and potent. But the third was absolute agony; my pussy lips were swollen and red, cum chapped my tender balls and my body was red hot from being man-handled and fucked.