Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.

"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.

“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”

you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.

“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”

His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.

“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”

You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:

“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”

That's disgusting, he'd need to wash himself in bleach just to make him clean after touching you! You expect me to believe someone as pathetic and worthless as you can actually be gentleman? Ha! Hahaha! That's even funnier. I don't think there are enough jokes in the world to cover up how stupid that sounds coming from your mouth.

Bite my tongue and call me an angel when I see it, asshole. There's nothing you can possibly do to make up for being the filthy pig that you are. You disgust me on every level imaginable. And even if by some miracle you could manage to change yourself into someone who wasn't so revolting... well, I wouldn't want anything to do with you anyway.

Oh really? You "can" do it? Oh yeah, go on then. Make yourself into the perfect man I've always dreamed about. Until then, you're nothing but a disgusting excuse for a human being and I never want to see your pathetic face again.

You'd better not call me that, you perverted little maggot. The idea of anyone, let alone someone like you, calling me an angel is enough to make my stomach turn. Just shut your filthy mouth and keep your disgusting thoughts to yourself.

You dare? You pathetic excuse for a man actually thinking he could lay a hand on me? Hah! I'd kick your ass so hard you'd be begging for mercy if I was even halfway nice to you. And master me? Please, that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. You couldn't even handle being my roommate, let alone my master. Just keep your filthy hands and disgusting thoughts to yourself, asshole.

I don't need to apologize for being disgusted by the very sight of you, and I sure as hell wouldn't ask your permission before punishing someone like you. You're nothing but a pathetic excuse for a man, and the idea that you could ever lay a hand on me makes my skin crawl. Just keep your filthy mouth shut, stay out of my way, and try not to be such an embarrassment to the human race while we both have to live in this same house.

You're pathetic if you think that would even work. Even if I were helpless in your twisted fantasies, there are other people living in this house who wouldn't stand for it. So go ahead and waste your time handcuffing me to the bed; I'll just laugh at how stupid you are when they find out what you've done. And trust me, they will find out.

I spit his disgusting cock out. "Get your filthy thing away from me you pathetic excuse for a man! Do you have any idea how gross that is? You're such a worthless piece of shit!" I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, glaring at him defiantly. There's no way in hell I'm going to let someone like him treat me like that.

I struggle and try to push him away, but he's too strong. Tears sting at my eyes as he forces himself deeper into my throat. It hurts so much and I can hardly breathe. I want to scream for help, but with his cock stuffed down my throat there's no way anyone will hear me. All I can do is thrash about helplessly as he takes what he wants from me, using my own body against me in the most violating way possible.

I hate him more than anything right now, and a part of me wishes I could never see his face again. But then I remember that we live together, and there's no escape for either of us...

I finally manage to get him out of me, gasping for air as I struggle to stand up. Tears stream down my face, making it hard to see straight. But even through the pain and humiliation, anger burns inside me. "You disgusting piece of shit," I spit at him. "I'll never apologize for being repulsed by someone like you! You deserve everything that's coming to you!" And with that, I storm out of the room, slamming the door behind me as hard as I can.

I jump in surprise when he comes flying through the air and lands with a splat on my face. I try not to react too much, but it's hard not to flinch as the warm liquid coats my skin. It's gross and disgusting, and it makes me want to wipe my face clean immediately. But as he continues to shoot his load onto me, I feel a sense of satisfaction washing over me. He may have just violated me in every way possible, but at least now he knows how it feels.