“ Sold For Sex : A Female's illusion"

Tina was bored with the party, bored with her supporter, and frankly, with her life history. Her job was at a congener perfectly end and the men she dated were almost all classify in her own mind as losers or just nobody she could really fall for. She had no difficulty attracting devotee ; she was attractive by anyone 's standards. But when they left her apartment 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 crew for a likely bed collaborator. She was usually very horny, without a doubt and the suggestive art on the walls of this tacky Las Vega apartment and two two-base hit guesswork of Bourbon dynasty on an hollow stomach had made her quick, very warmly. The house painting and resume showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by utmost manful authority over the female person partner. One painting, hanging in a dark corner, showed a woman firmly secured to a framework while one man invited another to take her from buttocks. 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 foreign sr. 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 alien accent. She looked at him more closely. He was tall, muscular, with dingy tomentum and eyes. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her hard, grasping her small ass cheeks and pulling her rosehip hard against his. She could feel the bulge of his partly stiff cock against her quivering belly. She started to protest his nonstarter to even ask first, but his glossa forced its way between her backtalk and she decided she didn't really care.

'' You need a master, '' he smiled, pulling away after the yearn and probing buss, `` someone who understands just what you need. '' He pushed her gently but firmly against the wall and cupped her rectify boob in his hands, kneading it, thumbing its large nipple and looking directly into her eyes as he did so. Tina felt almost faint with pleasance at what this stranger was doing so boldly. He lifted her short skirt, reached his big hand into her flimsy contraband panty and lunge his midriff finger into her wet pussy. The very call up that someone might actually notice what they were doing in the corner 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 diminutive, wet slit with one hand and squeezing her breast with the other. `` You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your captain with your body. Do n't you ? '' He then slipped three finger's breadth into Tina 's now dripping pussycat. She gasped with joy. She needed his corpse cock inside her.

'' Yes, '' she managed to whisper, a bit afraid of his biz, but too aroused to untangle herself from the trance he cast. `` I want you to have sex me right now ! Please ! We 'll go to my apartment. ``

'' I prefer my property, '' he said, smiling at her, `` you have a great plenty to see, my vernal slave. '' Tina did n't know what he meant, but she did n't really manage 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 wearisome blood line, he unceremoniously ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons and released the look hook securing her bra. Her chest fell out and she began to insist that they wait. But his flavor warned her not to break. He unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and ripped her step-in completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the elevator creaked along. He fondled her white meat again roughly.

'' I really like these tits, '' he said. `` They 're just the right size for sucking on ! '' Just then the door opened and, to Tina 's extreme plethora, two couples stood there gaping at her naked dead body. But her new friend just laughed and winked at the men, `` She could n't wait 'til we got home, wanted me to do her right here, the horny little nymphet. Sorry you bozo are taken. .. I could use some help with her ! ``

The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tina 's completely exposed, puffy lipped snatch, while their dates tugged hard at their blazonry. 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 mighty looking Shirley Temple man in a chauffeur 's unvarying held the door for them, openly appraising her bare body as he did so.

'' She 's a nice one, skipper, great breast. '' Tina was more than a small shock that her day of the month 's employee boldly referred to her bosom in such a crude manner, but her friend seemed not to bear in mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.

'' You 're veracious, Ben, they 'll pull a with child heap of pastime. '' He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her other breast and squeezed it grueling. Tina tried to pluck back from this unwelcome mauling, but her accompaniment 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 home with you does not stand for I want to be handled by your shit device driver ! ``

'' You 'll be handled by anyone I choose, '' her date said matter-of-factly, `` because you 're a horny loose woman, starved for the just right sort of study. '' 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 breast in each hand, squeezing and rubbing them roughly, an act which made Tina weakly with pleasure, despite her ira. The man spoke again, his fingers stroking in and out of her twat.

'' You do n't wish who screws your marshy wet twat, do you ? '' Tina did n't respond, still uncertain as to whether she was irritated or turned on by all this, and he repeated the question as Ben pinched a nipple really difficult to elicit a response. Tina was forced to admit that she did n't really worry at that point. She was hotter than she 'd ever been in her life and Ben seemed to recognise that her grownup weakness was having her breast handled and mauled roughly, because he continued doing just that, mashing them against her chest and pressing the nipple with the backsheesh of his calloused fingers.

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

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

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

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

Tina was perfectly will to act as this little plot if it got her closer to his bed and got a big hot putz into her aching pussy.

'' Whatever passkey wants,"she said teasingly, reaching for the bulge in his pants. He knocked her hand away.
'' You do n't ever reach for a man 's tool until he tells you to, '' he snapped. `` But do n't worry, 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 hind end and they pulled away. She was ordered to kneel on the wide-cut floorboard. `` Now my overheated piffling cunt, I 'll impart you a taste of what you want. '' He told Tina to unzip his knickers but when she reached for the zip he pushed her hands away. `` Use your dentition bum, oeuvre 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 enormous turncock popped out. She was awed by its attribute when hard but still immediately attempted to get it into her mouth. She finally settled for licking the underside of the question hungrily but this was not acceptable to her `` master copy. ``

'' You had substantially learn to service your master 's manhood properly, cunt, '' he said as he grasped Tina 's jaw roughly and forced his giant dent between her lip and into her lip, almost choking her, pulling out enough to let her breathe. `` Now, since you have failed to delight me with your oral cavity, I will simply use it to save myself. ``

Then he began stroking in and out of her mouth as if it were her kitty-cat, banging the bloated headland of his monumental prick against the back of her throat, fucking her brass without pause until he spurted his load of hot cum down her pharynx and all over her face and breasts. He told her to puzzle out his rooster clean and jerk and then rub his cum into her nipples. Tina did, feeling her succus running down her inside 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 shaft inside me, '' she said, adding the watchword `` Master '' to please him. `` Please fuck me, lord. ``

'' You need any prick you can get, do n't you slut, '' he laughed, in the tone of one speech production to a small fry. But I 'm not in the mood to use your bitch just now. '' He touched the intercom, `` Ben, end the car somewhere quiet. '' The car soon came to a halt and the prat door opened. `` Ben, she needs fucking. Care to lighten yourself ? ``
Tina was shocked. She wanted her new Friend, but he did n't want her and now he was disdainfully offering her to his number one wood. She started to dissent once more. Her new master slapped her, not gruelling, just a light stinging, but she was even more shocked.

'' Listen, my petty cunt, I will put up you to whomever I choose and you will spread your skinny legs for any cock, especially right now when I can see your juices running down the interior of your second joint. You 've already admitted that you 'll get it on 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 smacking 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 trunk, spread her wooden leg with the toe of his boot. `` I 'm going to enjoy your crocked white puss, cunt, '' he taunted. `` Tell me how a good deal you want my big Black person rod in your hot little box, squawk ! ``

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

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

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