"We don't want Mr. White to complain now do we?" he asked rhetorically.

She was given some awful smelling stuff to eat for breakfast, and oddly, a brush for her hair. Then she was sent back to the little room.

A few minutes later the blonde man came in and sat down in a ratty looking little chair.

"Come here." he ordered.

She slowly moved over next to him. His hand came around her and cupped her buttocks firmly. His mouth was at chest level and he licked and sucked on one of her breasts for several seconds as his hand kneaded the flesh of her ass cheeks.

He pulled back suddenly.

"All right, get aboard." he ordered. She looked at him hesitantly.

"Come on sweety, you're not stupid. You know what I mean."

He patted his lap.

She moved over him and he pulled her down so she was straddling his lap facing him. His hands cupped her buttocks again, and his mouth returned to her breasts, sucking one and then the other. "Undo my pants." he commanded.

Listlessly, she moved her hands down and unsnapped the top of his pants and unzipped it. "Now pull my pants down." he said.

She fought to pull them down, and had to get up before he would move his ass up a little and let her jerk them loos. She sat down again on his naked thighs, waiting.

"Now put it in and start fucking." he said.

He gripped her hair fiercely and twisted her head sideways.

"And you better be good baby!" he scowled. Amy sat up and grabbed his cock, placing it at the entrance to her sore pussy slit. He glared at her until she finally sank down onto it, enveloping the fat white prick in her hot pink cunthole.

She began fucking him, herself onto his rigid penis up into her.

"Good girl. Now suck directed.

She tiredly bent her head and licked it off until it shone with spit. He pulled his pants up, then and dragged her out of the room.