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

Tina was bored with the party, bored with her friends, and frankly, with her life. Her job was at a congeneric idle end and the men she dated were almost all classified in her own mind as also-ran or just nobody she could really fall for. She had no difficulty attracting lovers ; she was attractive by anyone 's banner. But when they left her apartment after a night of post-dinner sex, she was always relieved to see them go since their sorry 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 likely bed spouse. She was usually very horny, without a dubiety and the suggestive art on the walls of this tacky Las Vegas flat and two two-baser dig of bourbon on an empty tum had made her warm, very affectionate. The paintings and sketches showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by uttermost manful ascendency over the female partner. One painting, hanging in a dark corner, showed a adult female firmly secured to a framework while one man invited another to read 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 unusual older guy said.

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

'' Horny ? '' he asked. Tina nodded, a bit embarrassed that he had noticed her enthrallment 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 strange accent. She looked at him more closely. He was tall, muscular, with darkness hair and oculus. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her difficult, grasping her humble ass cheeks and pulling her pelvic girdle hard against his. She could palpate the swelling of his partly soaked cock against her quivering belly. She started to protest his nonstarter to even ask first, but his tongue forced its way between her backtalk and she decided she didn't really care.

'' You need a lord, '' he smiled, pulling away after the long and probing buss, `` mortal who understands just what you need. '' He pushed her gently but firmly against the wall and cupped her ripe breast in his deal, kneading it, thumbing its large tit and looking directly into her eyes as he did so. Tina felt almost syncope with pleasance at what this unknown was doing so boldly. He lifted her short dame, reached his big hand into her tenuous bootleg panties and force his midriff digit into her wet pussycat. The very thought that mortal might actually notice what they were doing in the quoin 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 tiny, wet slit with one hand and squeezing her knocker with the early. `` You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your master key with your body. Do n't you ? '' He then slipped three digit into Tina 's now dripping cunt. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his sloshed cock inside her.

'' Yes, '' she managed to whisper, a bit afraid of his secret plan, but too energize to extricate herself from the spell he cast. `` I want you to jazz me right now ! Please ! We 'll go to my flat. ``

'' I prefer my place, '' he said, smiling at her, `` you have a great mountain to learn, my young slave. '' Tina did n't know what he meant, but she did n't really like about the nicety 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 decelerate ancestry, he unceremoniously ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons and released the movement hook securing her bra. Her chest fell out and she began to assert that they wait. But his look warned her not to disrupt. He unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the story and ripped her scanty completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the elevator creaked along. He fondled her knocker again roughly.

'' I really like these teat, '' he said. `` They 're just the right size of it for sucking on ! '' Just then the door opened and, to Tina 's extreme embarrassment, two mates stood there gaping at her naked consistency. 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 rightfield here, the horny little nymphet. Sorry you guys are taken. .. I could use some assistant with her ! ``

The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tina 's completely exposed, puffy lipped pussy, while their escort tugged hard at their arms. Tina was very aroused and was blushing as he led her from the lift and out to the deserted street where a limo waited. An even taller and more hefty looking black man in a chauffeur 's consistent held the doorway for them, openly appraising her nude eubstance as he did so.

'' She 's a prissy one, Captain, smashing breast. '' Tina was more than a petty offended that her date 's employee boldly referred to her boob in such a oil style, but her friend seemed not to mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.

'' You 're rightfield, Ben, they 'll attract a enceinte heap of interest. '' He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her other titty and squeezed it heavy. Tina tried to pull back from this unwelcome mauling, but her accompaniment merely held her in place.

'' Tell him to break 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 have in mind I want to be handled by your damn driver ! ``

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

'' You do n't care who screws your sloppy wet cunt, do you ? '' Tina did n't suffice, 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 toilsome to draw out a response. Tina was forced to admit 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 biggest weakness was having her breasts handled and mauled roughly, because he continued doing just that, mashing them against her chest and pressing the mamilla with the steer 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 leave to fuck 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 kind of X-rated plastic 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 question. Do you understand ? ``

Tina was perfectly willing to play this little game if it got her stuffy to his bed and got a big hot rooster into her aching pussy.

'' Whatever Master wants,"she said teasingly, reaching for the bulge in his pant. He knocked her helping hand away.
'' You do n't ever gain for a man 's cock 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 extensive floorboard. `` Now my overheated picayune bitch, I 'll hold you a preference of what you want. '' He told Tina to unzip his drawers but when she reached for the zipper he pushed her hands away. `` Use your tooth hiker, workplace for it ! ``

So Tina did, struggling with the zip fastener until it was all the way down and then pulling his jockey shorts 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 heading hungrily but this was not satisfactory to her `` victor. ``

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

Then he began stroking in and out of her mouth as if it were her pussy, banging the bloated head of his massive cock against the spine of her pharynx, fucking her face without pause until he spurted his warhead of hot cum down her throat and all over her look and breasts. He told her to lick his hammer clean and jerk and then rub his cum into her tit. Tina did, feeling her juices running down her inner second joint, so large was her arousal.

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

'' Now, what ? he asked.

Tina was cook to beg him. `` I need your big cock inside me, '' she said, adding the Son `` master key '' to please him. `` Please screw me, Master. ``

'' You need any whoreson you can get, do n't you slut, '' he laughed, in the tone of one speaking to a minor. But I 'm not in the humor to use your cunt just now. '' He touched the intercommunication system, `` Ben, stop the car somewhere placidity. '' The car soon came to a hitch and the rearward doorway opened. `` Ben, she needs fucking. Care to exempt yourself ? ``
Tina was shocked. She wanted her new friend, but he did n't need her and now he was cavalierly oblation her to his driver. She started to dissent once more. Her new lord slapped her, not hard, just a light stinging, but she was even more shocked.

'' Listen, my little pussy, I will provide you to whomever I choose and you will spread your penny-pinching branch for any cock, especially right now when I can see your juice running down the inside of your second joint. You 've already admitted that you 'll fuck anything to satisfy yourself, and even if you did n't, if Ben wants to use you, he is quite welcome. '' Tina could only gaze 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 legs with the toe of his bang. `` I 'm going to enjoy your loaded white snatch, cunt, '' he taunted. `` Tell me how a lot you want my big pitch blackness rod in your hot little box, beef ! ``

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

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

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