“Spread your legs”. He ordered and Angela hesitated. “Can you give me some time to prepare myself mentally”. “Stop acting like a sixteen-year-old virgin and spread your damn legs! I paid for this!” He snapped. Angela slowly parted her legs, her heart was racing, she had to cover her face in shame. “Please be easy on me, please”. she sobbed. Suddenly she felt a hot lap of his tongue on her lace thong, causing it to wet and sending chills down her spine, it wasn't anything she expected. She opened her eyes widely in shock. “You don't smell bad at all here”. He sniffed her and brushed his nose continuously against her feminine lips. Angela covered her face in shame and embarrassment. Then he slid the thong down her hips slowly. He wasn't rough, could it be he considered her? She opened her eyes and saw him grinning at her open feminine heat. This is so embarrassing, I am exposed to this pervert. He looked up and met her eyes, Angela's heart skipped, she looked away, her face flustered. “Your lucky day huh?” He went in with his tongue and pinched her pubic hair, pulling the tiny hair painfully. Angela cried, it was a mixture of pain and a feeling she can't describe. “No…ahhhhh…noooo..please it hurts”. He pulled back. “Tell me Freckles…has any other tongue been here before me”. “Yes…”. Her voice trembled. Anthonio felt a nerve kicked off in him, he licked his lips in anger and looked away. Angela continued. “You… suck at this…possibly your first time, I don't feel anything at all..maybe you should…stop.” That moment he rose up to her and grabbed her neck, tightening it, his eyes darkened and mind blank. “Who dared!? Answer me!” His question made Angela confused, he never owned her, how could he get upset if she had someone before knowing him, what is this monster thinking or is he looking for an excuse to hurt her? She blamed herself for lying, she should have said no, now she will be strangled to death. “I…can't…” She wheezed and grabbed his arm, trying to signify that she can't breathe nor talk but he wasn't even listening to her body language but his own emotions, if he had one. “We made the deal, you belong to me now!” His voice came harsh and rough. Angela's eyes were rolling backwards when he released her. She drew a deep ragging breath and burst into tears. “It was before the contract!” She cried loudly. “I don't care, it's driving me crazy! I don't usually own a personal toy, but I own you now. I won't permit you to talk about other men in front of me, or let other men touch you”. Angela was still crying. “Understand?!” He grabbed her neck again. “Ye..yes …please …it's hurting!” “As it should! Slut! You hate me don't you?” He grinned, his eyes wide and vicious. Angela nodded. “Good, I will enjoy it more, I love this side of me you see, I can't help it, now moan”. “Wh…whaa ..” He tightened his hand on her neck. “You heard me loud and clear, bitch moan!” Angela faked a moan but cried instead. “That is preferable, I love to see you cry…I love to make you cry.. now louder! Moan!” Angela moaned loudly again. “Spread your legs and I want to hear you moan to my tongue” She obeyed, and he went in again with his tongue. It felt so good a loud moan escaped from her lips, she hated it and covered her mouth with her hands, crying silently. Trying to escape, she arched her hips but his hands trapped them and glued them to his face as he continued tongue fucking her deep and hard into her heat. Angela wasn't able to conclude if it was so good for his first time or it felt this good because it was her first time. However she hated the feeling of this disgusting feeling of arousal, she was being abused yet her body was betraying her so fast. “Bitch you are fucking my face”. “I…I am sorry my waist is moving by.. it…self”. She stuttered and threw her head backwards. Anthonio felt a spark of excitement seeing he was able to arouse her. He went back in and moved according to her rhythm. “No…if you keep doing that ..I will lose my mind!” Angela cried. Anthonio played deaf. “Oh no I think something is coming out ..I…I…”.. She squirted hot fluid, and Anthonio had the hint to move away before it came. He stood up and glanced down at her, catching her breath, legs spread apart like turkey, little squirts still coming out as her hips shook convulsively, thrusting by itself. He was suddenly pressed at the sight and went to have a piss. He came back only to realize that Angela was gone.