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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“SUE”

I woke up with a huge smile on my face this morning. I was going to do something I never imagined I would ever do for any boyfriend. I was going to work my ass off to get the hottest girl I could find and get my guy laid in style. After this past week, he deserved it, if for no other reason than what I had personally put him through.

I already decided that after I got it set up, I was going to leave them alone so that Dave could feel manly, without wondering what I was thinking off to the side. I really wanted the hot girl from the pizza place at the mall, but she never called back. But I figured the mall was still the best hunting ground for a real cute girl. So, since Dave was still sleeping, I left him a note reminding him what he had to do for his pill today, told him to stay put for Carlos, and I’d be back later. The Carlos thing was a tease. I knew he wasn’t suppose to come by today so as to give Dave a break. But I couldn’t help but tease him and make him worry a little.

I figured the best way to get a girl, from my view point, was to look really hot myself. So I put on a skin tight top, and a pleated micro skirt, and sandals. That was it! I headed down the road and found it a bit hard to get there. Three different cars stopped so the guys in them could hit on me. I already had two boyfriends and certainly didn’t need any more. That got me to thinking about what was going to happen to Dave and me tomorrow. I still hadn’t talked to Carlos about protecting Dave’s backside, and knew I had to get to that soon. My mind was torn between the grossness of the men I knew I should expect, the number of them, what they were going to put me through, and worse, what they were going to put Dave through. I really enjoyed tormenting him for my own pleasure, but if he had to go through what I did the other day, I felt horrible for him. He would be so humiliated and emasculated. But I knew I couldn’t stop whatever Carlos had in mind. So all I could do was resign myself to give him the best little fuck I could possibly find for him today.

It must have been Hot Chick day at the mall; it was loaded with dozens of girls that Dave would love to tongue away at for hours. There were a couple that might have been suitable for me to learn on. Damn, there was some fine meat out on display today. But first I just had to go back and check on the pizza girl. At first, I couldn’t see her. Just as I was sure she wasn’t in the back of the place, I turned and ran right into her. It turns out she was just getting to work. She looked every bit as pretty as I remembered. I knew she was the girl for my guy. She would make him drool in the nude, I bet. So I waited for her to clock in and then she came back out front.

I stepped up to the counter and she asked what I wanted, prepared for a pizza order. I just smiled at her and said, “I don’t see what I want on the menu. What’s your name?” She said it was Heather. I said, “Well, I came for some takeout for my boyfriend, but I don’t see any Heather up there on the menu.” Her mouth dropped open until she remembered me from the day before. She asked, “You were here yesterday, right?” I said ‘yes’, and asked why she hadn’t called. She smiled so wickedly, and said, “You know, I was going to after I talked to one of my girlfriends, but I left your number here. So… what’s up with that?”

I gave her a brief story I had ready, and that basically, she was a gift for my boyfriend. She wasn’t allowed to ask why, just please the hell out of herself with him… if she wanted too. She asked what the catch was and I started telling her that all she had to do was promise to stay away from him afterwards. I let her know that he was one hell of a fuck, but had some fantastic sidelines that put other men to shame. But then I thought for a second, looked around, and took a step back from the counter so she could see me. I said, “But, you would have to look like this.” I lifted just the front of my skirt so she could see I was bald. She blushed so badly, and I told her not to worry about it. I said, “He loves giving a hot looking girl head, and the fuzz just gets in his way.” She giggled and said that was a problem, she still had some ‘cover’ down there. I said, “Nothing five minutes and a razor can’t take care of, right?”

Heather told me she was going to have to think a little about it, and asked if I could come back in an hour. But I really wanted her answer right then, so I asked her, “Should I really wait around for an hour, or will I just be wasting my time?” She batted her eyes towards the floor and said, “I’ll probably say yes, but I gotta think about it a least a little.” I said that that sounded worth waiting around for and that I would go buy a razor. Again she blushed so badly that her bright little smile looked on fire. So, off I went to browse the mall. I guess my quest for girls had stuck in my head, because I found myself continuing to check them out. I told myself that it was just in case Heather decided not to play.

I set up all the plans for Dave to get to bed Heather. We were going to have to get her shaved smooth first, give her a very good story as to why I wanted her to fuck my boyfriend, and prep Dave to take her in the way I knew he was capable of, under the right circumstances. There were many reasons why he might not be up to snuff with her, despite how she was so fucking hot. As I walked through the mall, I stopped by the pizza place. Heather said I was early, and I told her I was still waiting, but I thought it might help to drop off a picture of Dave for her. When she looked at it, her grin said it all; I found Dave a girlfriend.

I was so sure that Heather was going to do it, that when I went back for her answer, I gave her a thong that I had bought for her. I calmed all her fears over why I would want her to fuck my guy, and let her know that I was going to leave them alone after I introduced them. So we set it up for three o’clock since she was only filling in for a girl today. She really didn’t want to go home though, so I told her she could change, and alter herself down there, at our ’safe house’ on the way. Naturally, I told her the safe house just belonged to a friend.

I went home to prepare Dave for the hottest little fuck he could expect for some time. I knew I was his favorite girl, and Heather wasn’t going to change that, so I just reveled in the fact that I was the soul purpose for my guy getting laid. As I finished the walk home, I got so fucking hot and knew I was going to make him give me all the details after fucking his hottie. At one point I wondered if I was going to make it home when I thought about his cock actually being inside that tight little bitch.

Dave was watching TV and had been going nuts waiting for his dose of morphine. He tried so hard to wait for me to bring it up, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. I had told him last night what I expected, and I wouldn’t be in control of him if I went back on my word. So after I teased him with Heather coming over, he finally said he would need his pill to be able to cheat on me. I loved the fact that he considered it cheating, considering how many times I had been fucked by Carlos. When I wouldn’t give him the pill, he finally broke down and said, “Okay, I’ll suck cock whenever you want me to do it.” I responded that that was far from begging. He looked so upset with me, but went on, “Okay, I know you have me hooked. I need the pills babe. Please, you know I have to do whatever you say, stop teasing me.”

I told him it still wasn’t good enough, I wanted the ‘words’. He knew what I meant and made another attempt to get his pill for the morning. “Please, I need it. You can call Carlos over and I’ll suck him off if you give it to me.” I still wasn’t convinced, so he said, “Please, I’ll do it for whoever you want; I feel so sick and need it, please. I’ll do whatever you want, just give me my pill.” I asked, “So when the two guys I just met at the mall stop by, you’ll go right to town on them and ask to suck them off like a good little boy?” His eyes grew with hatred, but he finally said, “Yes!” So, I produced his pill and he downed it as I hoped he would Heather, and then I told him I lied about the boys coming over. He felt very relieved, but I reminded him how it should be very clear to him now that he was my property.

We sat on the couch and I told him all about Heather, and what I was expecting him to do. The only order I really had was to sex her up real well, and have a fucking blast with her. I did suggest many things that I knew would drive her up the wall, especially giving her one of his expert tongue lashings. I complimented his ability at giving a girl head, and that perhaps he was even better at sucking cunt than he was cock. I told him I was going back to pick her up in a little while, so he should spiff himself up some. I got the feeling that he wanted to know where I was going to be, so I just had to tease him. I said, “I can’t wait to watch you put your moves onto her. Seeing you fuck another girl is going to be so wild. Are you excited?” But when I saw he was losing his desire to get a fresh piece of ass if it had to be in front of me, I gave him a big kiss and let him off the hook. I told him, “I’m just kidding! I’m going to leave you two sweethearts together and go over to the safe house. You think a couple of hours will be enough to thoroughly fuck the poor girl?” He didn’t want to really admit how much time he wanted, but was very curious what I was going to be doing while at the safe house. “Oh,” I said, “you mean is Carlos going to be there. Normally I would tease the hell out of you, but no. I’m going to be alone.” But, I had to think about that. Why shouldn’t I get a good fucking while Dave got one?

After making sure Dave understood I just wanted him to have a great time on his ’date’, and get his manhood back a little, I headed out for his girl. I was having such a thrill out of helping him out like this. When Heather saw me there to pick her up, she was all smiles. She couldn’t believe she was really going to fuck another girls’ boyfriend, with her being some kind of a gift. And she added that since the boyfriend was rather hot looking, that made it all the more worthwhile.

Heather had a car, so we drove to the house so she could get ready. She must have been a little more than willing to do this, because it turned out she went and bought a couple of new things to wear after I had left her the first time. I showed her where the shower was, and told her to yell if she needed any help. And just as I was ready to leave her alone, she asked, “Why did you flash me in the mall earlier?” I giggled a little and told her I really wanted her to understand I was for real. Plus, showing her was actually a little easier for me than telling her. Then she wanted to know if I was still without panties and I got her drift. I turned towards her and lifted my skirt. I played with the hem a little so she had time to get a good look at me. Then I had to ask, “You like girls too?” She said she never gave it all that much thought, but I had turned her on a tad bit when I flashed her at the mall… and now here. I told her, “Maybe we’ll check out that road later, but today, you’re all Dave’s.”

I walked out of the bathroom so totally amazed. ‘Damn’, I thought, ‘I could have that girl for myself if I wanted’. I never had given too much thought of doing a girl myself, but flashing her my puss had given me a thrill both times as well. About a half hour later she appeared in the living room, with the thong I had bought her in her hand. I asked her if it hadn’t fit, and she said, “No, I just wanted to make sure I was… well.” I was puzzled as to what she was trying to tell me, and then she lifted her skirt to show me her shaving job. I got so turned on by that, I decided to inspect close up. I walked over to her, and ran the palm of my hand over her vulva and lips to feel her. Damn, she was so smooth and warm to the touch. I had never felt a girl there before, but I saw now why guys like feeling our pussies so much. She hadn’t jumped at my first touch of her, so I figured I was welcomed to a closer inspection. I bent over a little for a better look, and ran just a couple of fingers so ever slightly through her lips and felt that she was just slightly moist there. I took one last swipe with a single finger, this time deeper between her lips. She sighed so softly, I just had to do my next move. I faced her, took my hand away, and kissed her right on the lips. She didn’t pull away at all. Damn, I wish I had more time to explore this situation. But I told her as I stared into her eyes, “We’re going to have to talk later, but for right now, we’re serving you up to Dave.” While she was hoisting her sweet bottom around the thong, I found myself sniffing, and then tasting my fingers. It was amazing to me that I had gotten that much scent from her with just a couple of wipes through her slit.

Well, Dave was feeling much better when he saw the two of us come through the door. Heather went right over to him and flirted him up as I had asked her to do. And when I saw her hand go down the front of him, I swear I saw him getting fully erect by the time her hand covered his prick. I went over to him and rubbed his cock myself, and proclaimed, “Well, that didn’t take long. You two have fun now, hope she’s a good lay.” But I just had to give him that one send off punch. On the way over I even told Heather what I was going to do. With the both of us just inches in front of his face. I planted a wet, passionate kiss on her and told her to, “Fuck his brains out… and make sure he gives you a little head.” I caught a glance of his priceless expression as I went out the door. All the way to the other house, I was literally creaming myself. I knew if I didn’t get to the house quick, my legs were going to be glistening to the public. I never had to frig myself so bad in my life.

Right after I quenched my immediate thirst, I made a horrible mistake. I was still horny and called Carlos to see if he wanted to drop by for a solo with me. He wanted to know why I was there all by myself, so I told him the whole story. When I finished bringing him up to speed, he simply told me I would have to wait until tomorrow morning. That brought to mind what he told me was going to happen to the both of us. I asked him if that was still going to happen, and he said he couldn’t break a promise to his workers. But at least I got him to promise that none of the guys would be allowed to grab for Dave’s ass.

Two hours was such a long time to imagine just what kind of stuff your boyfriend was doing with his new girl. I realized I was even a little bit jealous. I wanted at that sweet young thing myself, but I just kept telling myself that Dave’s ego needed a boost much more than I wanted to try my first lesbian affair. But I wound up leaving a bit early anyways. I was hoping to get into the last bit of action… maybe.

But when I got there, John was waiting outside in the car. His smile told me something bad was going on in the house. I ran to the front door as Carlos was just coming out. I asked him what he was doing there, and he said I had gotten him all horny and he needed some relief. My jaw dropped understanding what he had done. I had tried so hard to do something nice for Dave, and I fucked it all up and made everything so much worse for him. All because I just had to get laid. As Carlos drove off, I plopped down on the steps and wondered what I should do. He must be such a wreck inside that door. Broken, totally emasculated, and absolutely hating me. I was sure Carlos would have told him that I was the one that told him about what was going on over here. How could things have fucked up so badly?

I had a habit through the years of giving people three strikes. Only one person ever reached that point with me before, and it hadn’t turned out well for her. Carlos just took his first strike.

“DAVE”

I woke up late today and everything was so quiet. When I went into the kitchen, I found Sue’s note. I got pissed! She wasn’t around to give me my pill, and what did she mean about doing something for it. Then I remembered the last stuff we had talked about last night. She left on purpose to see how long I could go without them. Well, that was easy, I’d just quit them right now.

But, as it turns out, she was right. After the first half hour, I was feeling so sick that I started to look for her hiding spot. I had to be careful though, because if she caught me looking for them, I knew she would have some form of humiliation for me. I spent the second half hour looking for them, being careful to not disturb too many things. The third half hour I couldn’t think of anything but where she could be. I wanted to hunt her down and get my fix, no matter what I had to do to get it.

She finally showed up when I was just about to go look for something on the street. I knew I had to do something, I was watching a fucking soap opera on TV. I’ve never watched that female porn shit in my life. I was waiting for her to give me it, but she just wanted to talk about me getting together with some girl, while all I wanted was my hit. Finally I used her friend as a way of asking for it. But she was being such a bitch. She wanted me to beg for it as she had said I would last night. I tried doing it without losing all my dignity, like I had some left. I finally had to break down and say the words just as she wanted to hear them. I swear I could feel the stuff hitting me in minutes. That awful sick feeling was going away, and as it did, I could concentrate on what she was telling me. The girl we had met the other day was going to be coming over… for a fuck.

I decided that fucking her would be at least a slight bit of satisfaction at getting even with Sue for tormenting me so. Plus, from what I could remember, she was quite a hot little package. Sue even added to my pain by saying that she had met a couple of guys and that I was going to have to give them both blowjobs. She was having way too much fun at my expense, but luckily she was lying about the two guys. I wished she knew how often I had been thinking of offing myself lately. If it wasn’t for the pills keeping the psychological crap I was going through in check, I’d be dead already.

Sue told me that she was going to watch me with the girl, and at first I thought that would be great to make her jealous, but then I realized what she might say and I wasn’t so happy. But when she said she was really going to go to the other house, I realized she was going to meet Carlos there. She said she wasn’t, but I knew the new Sue better than she thought. I was told to clean up and she went to get her.

When she was gone, I was feeling a lot better, and even had a lust for some sex with this new girl. I started to make plans on how to go about slapping the make on her. I figured that I was going to have to make all the moves, so I had to remember what it had been like to get a girl in bed before I met Sue. I was so embarrassed the day I had seen her at the mall, that all I could remember was she had a cute bod, and was petite. I liked them that way. The one thing I knew for sure was that I was going to kiss her right in front of Sue to make her jealous.

The girls came back about an hour later, and was I ever happy to have accepted her as my gift. Sue may have been meant for me and had a great body to boot, but this girl was going to be a very hot challenge. I was about to go over and give her a kiss, but she beat me to the punch and even grabbed my balls as she did it. Sue pissed me off when she didn’t seem the least bit jealous, and even came over to give me a kiss goodbye herself. But I nearly fainted when I saw her plant one on Heather as well. I never would have thought she would touch another girl, but that was hot. For a brief second, I almost asked her to stay.

As soon as Sue left, Heather was all over me. And did she ever have one tight little body. She was just a little bit smaller and shorter than Sue, but all the right curves. As I led her to the bedroom, I caught a most heavenly scent from her. I hadn’t had this much lust for a girl since I lived with Sue in the north, before all my present torment. Her ass looked so perfectly edible under her short skirt. I swear it was like watching a Thanksgiving feast walking in front of me.

I asked her what she liked to do and she replied, “Surprise me! I hear you have some specialties.” She pounced onto the bed, rolled over onto her back, and lifted one knee, revealing a very skimpy black thong. I had such a raging hardon. I laid down on top of her and we made out for a good ten minutes, getting to know each other. I hadn’t been kissed as ravenously as she was to me in so very long. I still didn’t know exactly how this had all come about, but I had stopped asking for explanations days ago; I just went with the flow. Up till this point, I had just been copping a feel of her fabulously warm tits under her top. As I pulled off the top, I saw some of the most perfect nipples, and they were very ready for action.

After bathing her nipples for a little while, I started kissing my way down her front until I got to her navel. While I tongued her there, I put my hand under her skirt and felt her crotch some. She felt like she was steaming that thong. I wanted to see that thong from the back, so I pulled her skirt off her, flipped her over, and nibbled on her ass cheeks. Her moans made it clear she was enjoying my taking control of all the actions. I flipped her back over and saw the smallest piece of cloth ever to cover a pair of lips. I grabbed onto the side strings of the thong and pulled them down to reveal a perfectly smooth cunt. Lips that were tight to the pussy, and not grotesquely sticking out like some girls. Her clit was rather small, but I knew how to handle even the tiniest ones of those; they all worked the same way.

Heather had a major smile on her face that told me Sue had told her just how good I was between a girls legs. When I went to lick at her pussy, she spread her legs rather wide, making herself fully available to me. I would always start on a pussy by licking between the lips and the fold of the leg. The girl would hate that, wanting instead to have me get right to work on their more vital areas. But I was hooked on torturing others myself, I guess. By the time I actually did lick her lips, she had to buck her hips in response. She had her legs so wide, I could tilt my head to the side and chew on each lip and lick her hole in between. She was already so wet she felt like she had to apologize. When I saw her losing her breath, and her head fall back, I started working for her first orgasm.

I worked the inside of her cunt with two fingers, crooking them upwards to feel her clit from the inside. And on the outside, I chewed gently at first, that sweet tiny clit of hers. Few girls her age have ever experienced a real cunt munch before, maybe at best they had some guy lick their pussy a little. But few guys ever take the time to really make a girl get her freak on. There is nothing like driving a nice tight little body like this into totally uncontrolled spasms, where they would push on your head to get away, and jerk their pussies violently, experiencing mind blowing orgasms. And from my experience, I know that if I keep going just a few seconds after their first major orgasm subsides, that I can make them cum. I could never figure out why so few girls were actually aware that they could cum, just like guys, almost. And that was where Heather was now; on the verge of a total, first time ever, cum.

As much as she tried to buck her pussy away from me, it automatically kept coming right back for more, until I felt those special moves that all girls cumming seemed to emulate; the involuntary hard thrusts at my face, a second apart from each other as they squirted their juice at me. And I would work at the clit alone at that point; a hard frigging motion, while holding their ass in place so they couldn’t back away anymore, and just push it side-to-side until they would actually let their hands push on mine hard enough to get me away from it. And as her eyes were opened farther than they probably had ever been, and her hips fell back to the bed, I sat back on my knees and watched as she tried to catch her breath.

She panted through gasps that she had never done that before, and I scooped some of the milky fluid off the bed under her onto my fingers to show her. I hadn’t had that much reaction from a girl since I first met Sue. It was so nice for my ego to know that I still had it. It was nice feeling like a man again. Heather saw I still had a major hardon for her, so she wanted me to get my fill now, and pulled me down onto her. She bounced around as I slid my cock into her; as she was still quite sensitive down there now. So I went slow on her, but didn’t know how long I could hold back on her. She was so warm and tight. I had to wonder just how much experience she had before today, because of her tightness. I showed her I had some moves in this position as well. I would make sure to aim my cock in different directions to make sure I hit every nook within her cunt so as to keep her excited. I just couldn’t last any longer, and started fucking her hard and deep. Now it was my turn to hit her with several hard, deep thrusts into the back of her canal.

When I was totally spent, I just lay there on her, and still in her, panting from my efforts. Then the world came crashing in. I heard Carlos saying, “Well, well, getting a little on the side, huh?” I pulled away from her and she started for her clothes. Carlos barked so commandingly at her not to dress, that she just stood by the side of the bed. I started pleading with him not to do this, I knew what he was like, and that meant he was here to humiliate me. I’d never felt so much fear in my life of embarrassment. Carlos ordered the girl to sit in the chair by the bed, and she did. She had no idea who he was, or what he was doing, but she was smart enough to fear him.

Carlos looked at her legs and saw my cum leaking from her cunt. He told me I was a bad boy for doing that to her. I tried to explain to him that Sue knew all about it. He told me he knew; that it was Sue that sent him over here to correct my behavior. I couldn’t believe she had become that much of a bitch to do that to me; to set me up like this. Then my absolute worst fear came true as the bastard started to undo his belt. I just lowered my head and said over and over, “Please, don’t do this to me, please, don’t…”

Carlos demanded me to show the girl how I earned my home, my food, everything that he bought for us. He even told her of the bill of sale I had signed, turning myself over to his hands. He stopped short of telling her why I was enslaved to him, but it didn’t seem to matter much anymore. He came over to me, pushed me to my knees in front of him, and told me to get to work. I couldn’t bear to look at Heather; I was hoping I would never have to look at her ever again. As I took Carlos’ pants down and revealed his cock, it was already extremely hard. He was getting off on this humiliation of me so much. I wanted to kill him right now. But he had control of my entire life.

I bent forward and just wanted to end this all, and I knew that as soon as he got off, he would leave with his lust for control filled. Just before starting, I asked him to let Heather leave. He turned to her and asked her if she wanted to leave in such a manner, that she knew he wanted her to watch. I took his cock into my mouth and worked on getting him to cum for me. I’d given up on praying for any relief from his humiliation, so I knew he was going to make me swallow his cum in front of her. And sadly, as I was about half way through, she had decided that she liked what she was seeing and came closer to watch. All I could do was wince in pain and continue doing what I knew I was supposed to. The two of them were conversing almost as if I had no ears. She was becoming fascinated watching a guy sucking off another guy. At one point she wanted to know if I was going to have to eat his cum, and Carlos made me tell her, “Yes!”

I had to hand it to her; at least she showed me a slight bit of compassion as she rubbed my back and told me not to worry about her being there. I started to wonder if she was in on the setup, but she seemed genuinely pained that I was having to do this, yet still quite fascinated. At one point she held my hand and rubbed my forearm to calm me down. I knew she could see the tears in my eyes from my degradation. And then the finish was at hand. I had both my hands on my knees, and Carlos was holding my head so tight, I knew he wasn’t going to let me go. He was giving Heather a play-by-play at what was happening. She was staring so intently at my denigration as he took his final thrust at me, and started filling my mouth with his cum. He jerked back some so that all of it wouldn’t get swallowed right off, and then pushed back deep to finish relieving himself.

When he pulled out of my mouth, his cock still had cum on it and I was made to lick it off. Then he grabbed my head and turned it to face Heather. A slap on the back of my head told me I was expected to swallow, and I did. Once again, Heather’s eyes lit up with fascination at what she was seeing before her. And as expected, Carlos was finished with me, so he pulled his pants up and headed off. But as he was pulling himself together, he taunted me several times by what he was saying to Heather. The two things that bothered me most was, ‘did you enjoy the show’ and ‘we should do this again sometime’. They bothered me because she said ‘yes’ to both things.

Heather came over to me but didn’t seem to want to touch me now. She said, “I don’t know what, but obviously he has something on you. But you aren’t gay, are you?” I shook my head ‘no’. She said she was sorry about that all happening to me, but at least she had been very happy with what we had done before it. I looked her in the eyes, because I knew there was more she wanted to say, so I dared her with my look. She got up and started to dress, asking if I had to go through that a lot. I guess my silence was good enough of an answer. And then the final torment that she wouldn’t even understand; “You know, I always wanted to see something like that. I’m just sorry it had to be to you.”

She kissed my cheek as she headed for the door, and that’s when Sue came back. They just exchanged glances as Heather left and Sue started begging for my forgiveness, and repeating how sorry she was that Carlos had come by. How dare she say she was sorry for that? I told her how he had told me that she had set me up and told him when to come by. She tried to deny it, but everything was just too smooth for it to have been any other way. Sue kept trying to hug me, and I would pull away. I didn’t want her touching me; I didn’t even want her talking to me. When I was finished dressing, I pushed my way through her, and when she tried to follow me, I made it very clear that she didn’t want to be around me without witnesses.

I had no place to go, but I knew I had no place to stay either. She must have called Carlos, because within a half hour I was picked up by some of the cops on Carlos’ payroll, and thoroughly threatened to get back in line. I also received several hard punches to the gut and kidneys to induce compliance. Then I was brought back to the apartment and crawled inside. Sue just wanted to ‘talk’ about everything, I just wanted to crawl away and die. To get my message across to her, I showed her how little choice I had left. I yelled at her, “Where’s the line? Is it at the front door, or down at the street? That would be better, wouldn‘t it? All the more humiliation to put me through. Okay, you’ve won! I haven’t got a shred of dignity left. Now, unless your line of cocks are waiting for me, I’m going to sleep.”

Sue came into the bedroom a few minutes later and it was obvious that she had been crying. She had a glass of water and a pill, naturally. I was going to refuse the pill at first, but then I had a better idea so I could get to bitch some more. I took them from her and said, “Gotta make sure I stay hooked, right?” She started to say I had it all wrong, but I rolled over and dismissed her feelings.

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