Another Big Mean Man

(You can find the first three parts using the tags in the posts)​

Part four – The Naughty Girl Answer continued

I stared down at the sweet little cum coated girl on her knees next to the bed, and smiled. “Come here and lie down, Marie,” I told her, and patted the bed next to where I was lounging.

“Am I still a naughty girl, Santa? Isn’t it time you delivered your presents to other people now?” she purred as I watched her lying next to me.

I laughed quietly. “Oh, silly. You have no idea – you still have a lot to learn about what happens to naughty girls. Your lesson is nowhere near done.” In a flash, I started to grab her little girl big boobs through the flimsy top, causing her to moan and squirm.

“Santaaaa…” she whined, “P-p-p-please stop now. I’ll be a good girl next year, I promise.”

“I’ll stop when I finish with you, Marie,” I told her as I pulled her top up to expose her beautiful big tits to me. “You told me that you wanted to be Santa’s little bitch and that’s exactly what you’re going to be, dummy.”

I moved quickly, putting one hand to her throat to hold her down while my other dived between her legs as she tried to close them. I pressed against her drippy little fuckhole with my fingers as she squirmed to try and stop what was going to happen, but it was no use. I brushed my fingertips up and down her wet little slit and she involuntarily moaned at my touch, and stopped moving so much.

I moved my body so that I could keep her legs apart with my knees, my hand closing tightly around her throat as she tried to hit my chest. “No! SANTA! Please stop!” she cried, her hands thrashing wildly against me. With one hand I grabbed both wrists, pinning them above her head, my body on top of hers, the tip of my cock brushing against her cunt.

“Please, Santa,” she begged, “Please don’t rape me. I can’t take your cock in my little parts, please don’t.”

My cock was right at the entrance to her hot tight pussy, ready to enter whenever I wanted to. I looked down at her, locking my eyes on her sweet baby blue ones. Her mouth was open, panting with the struggle to stop me. No longer saying anything. Just waiting to see whether her pleas had melted me in any way.

 I let go of her hands and looked tenderly at her sweet body. “You’re so pretty, Marie,” I told her. My hands moved over her body, gently caressing her tits, teasing her nipples, feeling her respond to my touch. “Do you think Santa should stop now, sweetie?” I asked her tenderly.

“Yes please,” she replied,” I’ll be a good girl, I pwomise.”

“But you’ve been a very naughty girl, haven’t you? You showed off your body to Santa, you made me spank you, you made me fuck your mouth, you made me cum on your face. You’re a disgusting little girl who needs to be taught lessons, aren’t you?”

“B-b-but you made me do those things, Santa!” she whined, “I didn’t want to do them, you made me.”

I smiled at her again, and before she could react I grabbed hold of her again, placed the tip of my cock against her pussy and pushed inside her. “This is what you deserve, bitch,” I growled in her ear as she sobbed.

“Oh no! Stop! Please!” she moaned. “Santa it’s too big! Please! Please stop!” I pushed in further, spurred on by her cries. Her little hands pushed against me, trying to make me stop. My weight pressed down on her, her legs spread wide beneath me, there was nothing that she could do.

“That’s my naughty little bitch. You need Santa cock in your tight little cunt, don’t you?” I whispered in her ear as I pushed all my cock inside her tight, wet cunt.

“Oh God no Santa! Stop, I am virgin. Oh p-please. That's so BIG! So fucking BIG!!! It's splitting me Santa, your big cock is splitting your little girl... Please, please stop...”

There was no way that I was going to stop though. It was going to be a struggle, she was so tight, but I knew that I was going to get my cock buried inside her sweet little body. And once I had my cock buried to the hilt, I stopped moving and looked down at her..

“Santa, it hurts! It hurts! So deep, so deep..." She moved one of her hands, which was still on my chest trying to push me off her and placed it on her tummy. "Oh my god, Santa, you shouldn't be doing this..."”

“You need to be fucked Marie, you need to be fucked hard by Santa so that you learn your lesson. You can handle it. You can handle Santa’s cock. There, take that!" 

“Ouch!!! Oh God, you are raping me, Santa! You are raping my teenage pussy,” she babbled in my ear. “Santa, stop, p-please stop! Oh! Oh! Oh!” The fact that she was crying out rape, only spurred me on further and I fucked her drippy pussy even harder, maintaining a steady rhythm of long, deep thrusts.

I was increasing the pace and power of each thrust, making her big tits shook up and down in response. “God you’re fucking tight, Marie. You love my cock, don't you? Tell me how much you love being raped by me...” I grunted. She could only reply “Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!” as every push shook her fragile body.

“Come on bitch, tell me that you love to be raped, that you need my cock!” I ordered her

“Oh! Oh! Oh! So big! So big! Your cock feels so big in my tiny little pussy! No, no this is wrong. You, you shouldn't be raping my pussy. Oh God! So big! Oh! Oh! Oh!” she babbled ever more incoherently as I felt her getting wetter and wetter as I fucked her harder and harder. “That's it bitch, take my cock. Take it all like the naughty disgusting cunt that you are.”

“Oh! Ohhhhhh! P-please be gentle. Please don’t, Santa. Please. You’re raping my pussy. You’re raping my pussy. You’re raping my pussy... Oh! Goddddd! Oh!”

I continued fucking her like this for a couple of minutes when nothing was said other than me telling her that she was disgusting and naughty for getting wet as I raped her virginity away. All she managed to do was to pant and moan out loud as her body became overwhelmed by the attack. Her pussy was leaking juices, lubricating my cock which just made it so much easier to fuck her. She looked up at me, and saw the look of pure determination as I continued to use her hole. It must have been clear to her that I had no feelings for her. This was only about my pleasure. She was just a hole for me to use and get off with. I looked down on her as she looked at me, her mouth wide open as she panted and moaned over and over again. Her little body was starting to shake as she neared orgasm. Her cunt tightened, starting to spasm as my thrusts got harder, faster and deeper. Just as her shakes started to intensify, I stared at her wide open mouth, her face covered in my cum still, and spit in her mouth.

And she came. She came like the icky little girl that she was, cumming as I took her virginity in the harshest way.

“Oh! Goddddd, so big, so big... It feels so good! Oh God, I am cumming! Oh Santa rape me harder I am cumming Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

“Yes, bitch!! I knew you’d loved being raped! I knew you would love my cock!” I told her as I continued to pound away at her pussy, occasionally molesting her shaking tits, flicking the nipples or slapping them.

“Oh god, Santa! I am your naughty bitch. Oh Santa, fuck me harder. Fuck your little whore harder. Oh! Oh! Oh! That’s it Santa, rape me Santa! Rape me... Oh Santa, is my pussy tight enough for you? Is it tight enough for your big cock?”

I chuckled at how quickly she had adapted to being the bitch that I knew she really wanted to be all along. I slowed down my fucking and she moaned softly as I did. “Why are you stopping, Santa?” she asked in a sweet little girl voice.

“Get on your knees like a proper little bitch,” I told her as I pulled out. My cock was drenched with her wetness and she eagerly flipped over and climbed onto all fours. Without even being prompted, her hand went between her legs and she spread her pussy lips apart for me and showed off her glistening fuckhole.

“Use me, Santa,” she begged, and I moved against her. I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her lips as she sighed and waited to get fucked again. And then without warning I pushed the tip of my cock inside her tiny virgin arsehole.

“Oh Santa!” she squealed “Oh Ouch!!! Take it out, take it out, take it out, it is too big, not there Santa, it is too big. Oweeeeeewwwwwwweeeeeech! Santa, p-please take it out, this is not right. I don't want to be fucked there. Oh god Santa, please, don’t rape my bottom...”

I grabbed hold of her hair and yanked her head back. “You don’t get to tell me how to fuck you, you stupid little cunt!” I snarled at her, and forced half my cock up her virgin arse. “Yes, bitch, you are going to will learn to take my fucking cock in your arse!”

"No, please, don't, it hurts! Take it out! Oh this is not right...."

“This is exactly right, Marie. You’re my bitch. I’ll use you like a bitch. And I’ll use any and every hole you have however I want to,” I told her as I fucked my cock in and out of her tightest hole.

“Oh God! No, take it out! It is too big, take it out, pleeeeeease,” she whined and begged. I pulled her hair back so that she could look in her bedroom mirror and see what I could see. “No! No! No!” she squealed again and again.

Our eyes locked again in the mirror, and she could see the look of cold determination in them. The look of someone who would take whatever I wanted regardless of the feelings of my victim and she knew that nothing she could say or do could stop me. And that’s when she realised that everything that I’d said about her was 100% true – she was my bitch. She was a disgusting little girl. She needed to be treated the way I was treating her so that she could learn her place in the world.

And even through the pain, realising that everything was true, she still continued to ask me to stop. “P-please, you are raping my bottom. You are raping my tight little virgin bottom! It is too big, Santa. Please stop!”

As she continued to complain and moan, I continued to pound her harder and harder. Deeper and deeper inside her tight bottom, and with my free hand I started to smack her arse again to show her just who she belonged to now. She looked in the mirror again, seeing the small, sweet little tease that she had been some time before now turned into a cock hungry bitch who was letting an old man rape her in every hole over the course of the night. The sight should have made her plead for me to stop. It should never have been a turn on. She should have needed it to end there.

But it didn’t. As I continued to pump her tight arse hard, beating her with one hand, her big tits swinging beneath her, swaying back and forth with every smack and thrust, her protests started to change and the words babbling from her mouth took on new meaning.

“Oh yes Santa, rape me harder. Rape my bottom! Your cock is so big, it feels so good in my little arse! Oh Santa! Yes! Yes! Yes! Please!”

“You are my good little bitch now aren’t you? You’re a disgusting anal whore. You need this don’t you, cunt?”

“Oh yes, Santa! I’m your bitch. I’m a disgusting whore. I need to be raped. You can fuck me however you want, Santa. Oh yes Santa, fuck me in my bottom, that feels so goooood! I’ll be your little cunt whenever you need to use me!”

It was time to complete Marie’s final lesson. Her pleading was starting to get me closer and closer to the edge. I pulled out of her arse and told her to get on her knees. Where moments ago there would have been reluctance, now there was only obedience.

“Open wide, dumb cunt,” I ordered, and without a word she did. Grinning at her, I pushed six inches of cock into her waiting mouth and into her throat. “Suck me off, dummy. Make Santa cum now. Taste the icky whore arse in your mouth, you disgusting little bitch,” I told her. She started to play with my balls as she sucked my cock and let me ram it in her face. Squeezing my balls just right, looking up at me with devotion, and tipping me over the edge.

I came again, pumping hot cum straight into her waiting mouth and down her throat. She spluttered but didn’t dare move away. Watching her struggling with it all, desperately trying to show me that she was good at something, taking cum from the cock that had brutally used her cunt and arse, and swallowing like a well-trained bitch.

I took my cock from her mouth and wiped it across her face, before drying it in her hair. “Go to sleep now, Marie. I hope you’ve learned to be a good girl, or Santa’s going to be back to rape you again and again and again.”

She grinned tiredly as she climbed into bed. “You know I’m your bitch, Santa, so you can’t rape me. I’m yours now for whatever you want me to do.”

I got dressed quickly, knowing that I’d be back well before the next Christmas…