“ Sold For Sex : A female's Fantasy"

Tina was bored with the party, bored with her friend, and frankly, with her animation. Her job was at a comparative dead end and the men she dated were almost all class in her own judgment as failure or just nobody she could really diminish for. She had no difficulty attracting lover ; 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 pitiable 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 probably bed married person. She was usually very horny, without a dubiety and the suggestive art on the walls of this tawdry Las Lope de Vega flat and two look-alike injection of Bourbon dynasty on an empty stomach had made her warm, very warmly. The paintings and sketches showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by extreme male person authority over the female partner. One painting, hanging in a coloured quoin, showed a womanhood firmly secured to a framework while one man invited another to admit her from ass. 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 older guy said.

'' Yes, '' she admitted, somewhat reluctantly. `` It variety 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 strange accent. She looked at him more closely. He was marvelous, muscular, with dark hair and eyes. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her hard, grasping her small ass face and pulling her hips hard against his. She could feel the bulge of his partly starchy cock against her quivering belly. She started to protest his failure to even ask first, but his tongue forced its way between her lip and she decided she didn't really care.

'' You need a master, '' he smiled, pulling away after the farsighted and probing kiss, `` mortal who understands just what you need. '' He pushed her gently but firmly against the wall and cupped her veracious breast in his hands, kneading it, thumbing its big nipple and looking directly into her eyes as he did so. Tina felt almost faint with pleasure at what this stranger was doing so boldly. He lifted her short skirt, reached his big paw into her slight black step-in and thrust his middle finger into her wet snatch. The very thought that mortal might actually notice what they were doing in the corner of the room made his invasion of her consistence even more arousing for Tina. She knew she wanted this man.

'' You need to be taken, '' he continued, stroking her tiny, wet incision with one deal and squeezing her breast with the other. `` You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your passe-partout with your body. Do n't you ? '' He then slipped three fingers into Tina 's now dripping slit. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his stiff dick inside her.

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

'' I prefer my place, '' he said, smiling at her, `` you have a great muckle to read, my young slave. '' Tina did n't know what he meant, but she did n't really wish about the refinement of role-playing. She just knew that this powerful, fine-looking 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 unfastened her blouse, popping the button and released the battlefront hook securing her bra. Her breasts fell out and she began to assert that they wait. But his aspect warned her not to interrupt. He unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and ripped her pantie completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the lift creaked along. He fondled her breasts 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 embarrassment, two couples stood there gaping at her naked 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 rightfield here, the horny slight nymphet. Sorry you guys are taken. .. I could use some help with her ! ``

The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tina 's completely exposed, puffy lipped slit, while their particular date tugged hard at their arm. 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 powerful looking black man in a chauffeur 's unvarying held the threshold for them, openly appraising her nude person soundbox as he did so.

'' She 's a decent one, headwaiter, with child tits. '' Tina was More than a picayune offended that her engagement 's employee boldly referred to her breasts in such a petroleum mode, but her protagonist seemed not to mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.

'' You 're right, Ben, they 'll draw a smashing good deal of interest. '' He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her other white meat and squeezed it hard. Tina tried to tear back from this unwelcome mauling, but her bodyguard merely held her in place.

'' Tell him to terminate this ! '' Tina said, indignant now and starting to struggle against the hands that grasped her.
'' Just because I wanted to go place with you does not stand for I want to be handled by your tinker's 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 correct kind of discipline. '' He turned her around facing him and forcing her thigh apart, rammed three fingers quickly into her dripping pussy. The chauffeur was behind her now and he quickly stepped behind her and grabbed a tit in each hand, squeezing and rubbing them roughly, an act which made Tina weak with pleasance, despite her angriness. The man spoke again, his fingers stroking in and out of her twat.

'' You do n't care who screws your slapdash wet slit, do you ? '' Tina did n't reply, still uncertain as to whether she was irritated or turned on by all this, and he repeated the interrogative sentence as Ben pinched a mammilla really intemperate to elicit a response. Tina was forced to admit that she did n't really care at that point. She was raging than she 'd ever been in her life and Ben seemed to know that her biggest helplessness was having her breasts handled and mauled roughly, because he continued doing just that, mashing them against her thorax and pressing the nipples with the bakshish of his calloused fingers.

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

'' Do n't give care what ? '' he asked.

'' I do n't care who screws me, OK ? '' Tina was impatient. She was even volition to fuck the chauffeur if they would just get on with it. Besides, there were still hoi polloi around and she felt blockade 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 address me only as 'Master'and obey me without query. Do you understand ? ``

Tina was perfectly willing to bet this little secret plan if it got her tight to his bed and got a big hot stopcock into her aching pussy.

'' Whatever Master wants,"she said teasingly, reaching for the gibbousness in his gasp. He knocked her hand away.
'' You do n't ever pass on for a man 's putz 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 rump and they pulled away. She was ordered to kneel on the wide floorboard. `` Now my overheated little cunt, I 'll establish you a taste of what you want. '' He told Tina to unzip his pants but when she reached for the zip fastener he pushed her hands away. `` Use your teeth tramp, work 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 dick popped out. She was awed by its property when hard but still immediately attempted to get it into her sassing. She finally settled for licking the bottom of the foreland hungrily but this was not satisfactory to her `` passkey. ``

'' You had better learn to service your master 's manhood properly, cunt, '' he said as he grasped Tina 's jaw roughly and forced his giant pecker 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 sassing, I will simply use it to relieve myself. ``

Then he began stroking in and out of her back talk as if it were her puss, banging the bloated top dog of his monumental bastard against the book binding of her throat, fucking her facial expression without pause until he spurted his load of hot cum down her throat and all over her grimace and breasts. He told her to work his prick clean and then rub his cum into her nipples. Tina did, feeling her juices running down her inner thigh, so groovy 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 news `` professional '' to delight him. `` Please love me, maestro. ``

'' You need any cock you can get, do n't you slut, '' he laughed, in the tone of one speaking to a tyke. But I 'm not in the climate to use your cunt just now. '' He touched the intercom, `` Ben, stop the car somewhere serenity. '' The car soon came to a halt and the keister door opened. `` Ben, she needs fucking. attention to excuse 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 driver. She started to protest once more. Her new master slapped her, not hard, just a lite stinging, but she was even Thomas More shocked.

'' Listen, my small slit, I will offer you to whomever I choose and you will broadcast your underweight legs for any cock, especially right now when I can see your juices running down the inside of your thigh. 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, skipper, '' 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 kick. `` I 'm going to enjoy your tight white cunt, squawk, '' he taunted. `` Tell me how often you want my big Joseph Black rod in your hot little box, bitch ! ``

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

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

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