“ Sold For Sex : A female person's phantasy"

Tina was bored with the party, bored with her friends, and frankly, with her life sentence. Her job was at a relative deadened end and the men she dated were almost all classified in her own judgment as failure or just nobody she could really fall for. She had no difficulty attracting buff ; she was attractive by anyone 's standards. But when they left her flat after a night of post-dinner sex, she was always relieved to see them go since their pitiful attempts to please her sexually only left her aching for more.

'' So who will it be tonight, '' she wondered, casting about the crowd for a probable bed partner. She was usually very horny, without a doubt and the indicatory art on the walls of this tacky Las Lope de Vega apartment and two two-baser shots of bourbon on an empty venter had made her warmly, very fond. The paintings and sketches showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by extreme point male ascendancy over the female spouse. One painting, hanging in a dark corner, showed a woman firmly secured to a framework while one man invited another to take her from behind. Looking at it, she felt herself growing wet. Tina spun around as a sudden voice startled her.

'' You like that one, do n't you ? '' The strange aged guy said.

'' Yes, '' she admitted, somewhat reluctantly. `` It sort of makes you .... ''

'' Horny ? '' he asked. Tina nodded, a bit embarrassed that he had noticed her fascination with the picture.

'' It 's because they 're taking exactly what they want and she 's getting exactly what she needs, '' he said in a vaguely foreign accent. She looked at him more closely. He was marvellous, mesomorphic, with dark hair and eyes. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her severely, grasping her belittled ass cheeks and pulling her hip hard against his. She could palpate the excrescence of his partly stiff cock against her quivering belly. She started to protest his failure to even ask first, but his tongue forced its way between her sassing and she decided she didn't really care.

'' You need a headmaster, '' he smiled, pulling away after the long and probing kiss, `` person who understands just what you need. '' He pushed her gently but firmly against the bulwark and cupped her right field breast in his paw, kneading it, thumbing its tumid tit and looking directly into her heart as he did so. Tina felt almost deliquium with pleasance at what this stranger was doing so boldly. He lifted her unawares wench, reached his big hand into her onionskin ignominious panties and thrust his heart finger into her wet pussy. The very believe that someone might actually notice what they were doing in the box of the room made his invasion of her body even more arousing for Tina. She knew she wanted this man.

'' You need to be taken, '' he continued, stroking her tiny, wet cunt with one hand and squeezing her boob with the other. `` You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your master with your torso. Do n't you ? '' He then slipped three fingers into Tina 's now dripping puss. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his stiff cock inside her.

'' Yes, '' she managed to whisper, a bit afraid of his game, but too aroused to extricate herself from the turn he cast. `` I want you to fuck me right now ! Please ! We 'll go to my apartment. ``

'' I prefer my place, '' he said, smiling at her, `` you have a heavy deal to read, my Cy Young slave. '' Tina did n't screw what he meant, but she did n't really care about the subtlety of role-playing. She just knew that this powerful, big man, who took what he wanted instead of asking, excited her more than any man she 'd ever met before. She followed him to the rickety elevator in a daze.

When the threshold closed, and they started the sluggish declension, he unceremoniously ripped open her blouse, popping the button and released the front hook securing her bra. Her breasts fell out and she began to insist that they wait. But his looking at warned her not to interrupt. He unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and ripped her panty completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the elevator creaked along. He fondled her titty again roughly.

'' I really like these bosom, '' he said. `` They 're just the right size for sucking on ! '' Just then the door opened and, to Tina 's extremum embarrassment, two distich stood there gaping at her au naturel body. But her new ally just laughed and winked at the men, `` She could n't wait 'til we got home, wanted me to do her rightfield here, the horny picayune nymphet. Sorry you guys are taken. .. I could use some assistance with her ! ``

The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tina 's completely exposed, puffy lipped slit, while their dates tugged hard at their arms. Tina was very aroused and was blushing as he led her from the elevator and out to the deserted street where a limousine waited. An even taller and more potent looking calamitous man in a chauffeur 's consistent held the threshold for them, openly appraising her nude painting body as he did so.

'' She 's a nice one, Captain, great nipple. '' Tina was More than a short offended that her day of the month 's employee boldly referred to her bosom in such a crude oil manner, but her champion seemed not to mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.

'' You 're flop, Ben, they 'll attract a great mountain of interest. '' He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her former breast and squeezed it hard. Tina tried to pull back from this unwished-for mauling, but her escort merely held her in place.

'' Tell him to stop this ! '' Tina said, indignant now and starting to struggle against the hands that grasped her.
'' Just because I wanted to go abode with you does not mean I want to be handled by your shucks number one wood ! ``

'' You 'll be handled by anyone I choose, '' her date said matter-of-factly, `` because you 're a horny slut, starved for the just redress kind of correction. '' He turned her around facing him and forcing her second joint apart, rammed three fingers quickly into her dripping twat. The chauffeur was behind her now and he quickly stepped behind her and grabbed a breast in each hand, squeezing and rubbing them roughly, an act which made Tina weak with joy, despite her ira. The man spoke again, his fingers stroking in and out of her twat.

'' You do n't care who screws your overemotional wet slit, do you ? '' Tina did n't answer, still unsure as to whether she was irritated or turned on by all this, and he repeated the question as Ben pinched a nipple really concentrated to elicit a response. Tina was forced to acknowledge that she did n't really care at that point. She was hotter than she 'd ever been in her life and Ben seemed to know that her self-aggrandising weakness was having her breast handled and mauled roughly, because he continued doing just that, mashing them against her chest and pressing the nipples with the tips of his calloused fingers.

'' No, I guess I do n't care, '' she murmured.

'' Do n't wish what ? '' he asked.

'' I do n't care who screws me, OK ? '' Tina was impatient. She was even willing to have a go at it the chauffeur if they would just get on with it. Besides, there were still people around and she felt embarrassed standing there between the two men while they handled her like some variety of X-rated plastic toy.

'' That 's precisely what I thought, '' he said, `` but from now on you will call me only as 'Master'and obey me without enquiry. Do you understand ? ``

Tina was perfectly willing to play this short game if it got her tight to his bed and got a big hot tool into her aching pussy.

'' Whatever victor wants,"she said teasingly, reaching for the swelling in his pants. He knocked her hand away.
'' You do n't ever reach for a man 's cock until he tells you to, '' he snapped. `` But do n't concern, you 'll get what you need very soon. '' And he pushed her into the car, getting in beside her. The chauffeur got into the number one wood 's seat and they pulled away. She was ordered to kneel on the wide floor board. `` Now my overheated minuscule pussy, I 'll generate you a taste of what you want. '' He told Tina to unzip his pant but when she reached for the zipper he pushed her hands away. `` Use your teeth tramp, workplace for it ! ``

So Tina did, struggling with the zipper until it was all the way down and then pulling his jockey shorts aside until his tremendous cock popped out. She was awed by its proportion when hard but still immediately attempted to get it into her rima oris. She finally settled for licking the underside of the head word hungrily but this was not satisfactory to her `` master. ``

'' You had just learn to service your master 's manhood properly, puss, '' he said as he grasped Tina 's jaw roughly and forced his whale prick between her sass and into her back talk, almost choking her, pulling out enough to let her breathe. `` Now, since you have failed to please me with your sassing, I will simply use it to alleviate myself. ``

Then he began stroking in and out of her rima oris as if it were her kitty, banging the bloated point of his massive scratch against the back of her pharynx, fucking her face without interruption until he spurted his burden of hot cum down her throat and all over her face and breasts. He told her to lap up his shaft clean and then rub his cum into her nipples. Tina did, feeling her juices running down her inner second joint, so great was her arousal.

'' Now ? '' she said, looking up at him.

'' Now, what ? he asked.

Tina was ready to beg him. `` I need your big cock inside me, '' she said, adding the word `` passe-partout '' to please him. `` Please fuck me, master. ``

'' You need any shit you can get, do n't you slut, '' he laughed, in the tint of one speaking to a child. But I 'm not in the mood to use your slit just now. '' He touched the intercom, `` Ben, bar the car somewhere quiet. '' The car soon came to a halt and the seat door opened. `` Ben, she needs fucking. maintenance to relieve yourself ? ``
Tina was shocked. She wanted her new friend, but he did n't require her and now he was cavalierly offering her to his number one wood. She started to protest once more. Her new master slapped her, not intemperate, just a lightly sting, but she was even to a greater extent shocked.

'' Listen, my little bitch, I will pop the question you to whomever I choose and you will spread your skinny legs for any pecker, especially right now when I can see your juices running down the interior of your thigh. You 've already admitted that you 'll bonk anything to satisfy yourself, and even if you did n't, if Ben wants to use you, he is quite welcome. '' Tina could only stare at him until another slap made her realize that she was expected to respond.

'' Yes, passe-partout, '' she whimpered. Then Ben was ordering her out of the car and without any preface, he pushed her face down over the trunk, spread her legs with the toe of his boot. `` I 'm going to enjoy your taut white cunt, bitch, '' he taunted. `` tell me how much you want my big black rod in your hot piffling box, bitch ! ``

'' I want you, '' she stammered, quickly adding `` Master. ``

'' You want me to what ? '' he pressed her, spreading her leg even father apart while unzipping his pants. `` narrate me what you want, slut ! ``

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