“ Sold For Sex : A Female's Fantasy"

Tina was bored with the party, bored with her friend, and frankly, with her life story. Her job was at a congenator stagnant end and the men she dated were almost all class in her own mind as losers or just cypher she could really settle for. She had no difficultness attracting lovers ; she was attractive by anyone 's measure. But when they left her apartment after a Night of post-dinner sex, she was always relieved to see them go since their pitiful effort to delight her sexually only left her aching for more.

'' So who will it be tonight, '' she wondered, casting about the crew for a likely bed spouse. She was usually very horny, without a doubt and the indicative art on the walls of this meretricious Las Vegas flat and two double shots of Bourbon on an empty stomach had made her warm, very warm. The paintings and sketches showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by uttermost male authorisation over the female cooperator. One painting, hanging in a nighttime corner, showed a fair sex firmly secured to a fabric while one man invited another to take her from behind. Looking at it, she felt herself growing wet. Tina spun around as a sudden vocalisation startled her.

'' You like that one, do n't you ? '' The foreign older 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 captivation 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 tall, muscular, with dark haircloth and oculus. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her surd, grasping her small ass cheeks and pulling her hip hard against his. She could feel the bulge of his partly stiff pecker against her quivering belly. She started to protest his failure to even ask first, but his knife forced its way between her back talk and she decided she didn't really care.

'' You need a victor, '' he smiled, pulling away after the yearn and probing kiss, `` somebody who understands just what you need. '' He pushed her gently but firmly against the wall and cupped her right wing boob in his hands, kneading it, thumbing its large nipple and looking directly into her heart as he did so. Tina felt almost faint with pleasure at what this stranger was doing so boldly. He lifted her little skirt, reached his big hand into her flimsy black pantie and thrust his middle fingerbreadth into her wet kitty-cat. The very thought that soul might actually notice what they were doing in the niche of the elbow 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 bantam, wet snatch with one paw and squeezing her chest with the early. `` You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your master with your body. Do n't you ? '' He then slipped three finger into Tina 's now dripping slit. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his plastered rooster inside her.

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

'' I prefer my office, '' he said, smiling at her, `` you have a great tidy sum to learn, my young slave. '' Tina did n't know what he meant, but she did n't really care about the nuances of role-playing. She just knew that this powerful, handsome 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 door closed, and they started the slow descent, he unceremoniously ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons and released the front crotchet securing her bra. Her knocker fell out and she began to insist that they wait. But his look warned her not to interrupt. He unfastened her annulus, letting it go down to the floor and ripped her panties completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the elevator creaked along. He fondled her breasts again roughly.

'' I really like these mammilla, '' he said. `` They 're just the right size for sucking on ! '' Just then the threshold opened and, to Tina 's extremum embarrassment, two couples stood there gaping at her naked torso. But her new acquaintance just laughed and winked at the men, `` She could n't wait 'til we got home, wanted me to do her right hand here, the horny small nymphet. Sorry you guy rope are taken. .. I could use some aid with her ! ``

The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tina 's completely exposed, puffy lipped pussy, while their appointment tugged hard at their arms. Tina was very come alive and was blushing as he led her from the lift and out to the deserted street where a limousine waited. An even taller and more powerful looking blackamoor man in a chauffeur 's undifferentiated held the door for them, openly appraising her nude body as he did so.

'' She 's a nice one, Captain, great tits. '' Tina was Thomas More than a petty offended that her particular date 's employee boldly referred to her breasts in such a crude style, but her booster seemed not to mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.

'' You 're right on, Ben, they 'll pull in a great good deal of interest. '' He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her other breast and squeezed it hard. Tina tried to pull back from this unwished-for mauling, but her date merely held her in place.

'' Tell him to stop this ! '' Tina said, indignant now and starting to clamber against the hands that grasped her.
'' Just because I wanted to go home with you does not stand for I want to be handled by your damn driver ! ``

'' You 'll be handled by anyone I choose, '' her date said matter-of-factly, `` because you 're a horny slut, starved for the just ripe kind of subject. '' He turned her around facing him and forcing her thighs apart, rammed three fingers quickly into her dripping kitty. The chauffeur was behind her now and he quickly stepped behind her and grabbed a tit in each handwriting, squeezing and rubbing them roughly, an act which made Tina washy with pleasure, despite her anger. The man spoke again, his finger stroking in and out of her twat.

'' You do n't care who screws your soggy wet kitty-cat, 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 motion as Ben pinched a mammilla really grueling to elicit a response. Tina was forced to admit that she did n't really manage at that power point. She was hotter than she 'd ever been in her life and Ben seemed to jazz that her biggest failing was having her breasts 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 care what ? '' he asked.

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

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

Tina was perfectly volition to play this petty secret plan if it got her nearer to his bed and got a big hot cock into her aching pussy.

'' Whatever master wants,"she said teasingly, reaching for the bulge in his pants. He knocked her hired hand away.
'' You do n't ever reach for a man 's cock until he tells you to, '' he snapped. `` But do n't occupy, you 'll get what you need very soon. '' And he pushed her into the car, getting in beside her. The chauffeur got into the driver 's seat and they pulled away. She was ordered to kneel on the wide floorboard. `` Now my overheated little twat, I 'll pass on you a sense of taste of what you want. '' He told Tina to unzip his pants but when she reached for the zipper he pushed her hands away. `` Use your teeth bum, work for it ! ``

So Tina did, struggling with the zipper until it was all the way down and then pulling his jockey shortstop aside until his enormous cock popped out. She was awed by its dimensions when hard but still immediately attempted to get it into her mouth. She finally settled for licking the underside of the head word hungrily but this was not acceptable to her `` maestro. ``

'' You had better learn to serve your victor 's manhood properly, cunt, '' he said as he grasped Tina 's jaw roughly and forced his giant prick between her lips and into her mouth, almost choking her, pulling out enough to let her breathe. `` Now, since you have failed to please me with your mouth, I will simply use it to save myself. ``

Then he began stroking in and out of her mouth as if it were her kitty, banging the bloated drumhead of his massive prick against the back of her throat, fucking her typeface without intermission until he spurted his load of hot cum down her throat and all over her face and chest. He told her to lick his cock clean and then rub his cum into her tit. Tina did, feeling her succus 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 password `` Master '' to please him. `` Please bonk me, overlord. ``

'' You need any prick you can get, do n't you slut, '' he laughed, in the tone of one speaking to a child. But I 'm not in the mood to use your twat just now. '' He touched the intercommunication system, `` Ben, stop the car somewhere quiet. '' The car soon came to a halt and the rear door opened. `` Ben, she needs fucking. caution to palliate yourself ? ``
Tina was shocked. She wanted her new supporter, but he did n't want her and now he was disdainfully offering her to his driver. She started to dissent once more. Her new master slapped her, not backbreaking, just a light stinging, but she was even Thomas More shocked.

'' Listen, my niggling cunt, I will offer you to whomever I choose and you will circulate your skinny legs for any stopcock, especially right now when I can see your juices running down the interior of your thighs. You 've already admitted that you 'll fuck anything to fulfil 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, master, '' she whimpered. Then Ben was ordering her out of the car and without any preface, he pushed her face down over the tree trunk, spread her wooden leg with the toe of his boot. `` I 'm going to enjoy your tight whitened bitch, bitch, '' he taunted. `` Tell me how much you want my big sinister rod in your hot trivial box, bitch ! ``

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

'' You want me to what ? '' he pressed her, spreading her legs even father apart while unzipping his gasp. `` Tell me what you want, slut ! ``

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