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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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“DAVE”

Last night had been pretty rough living with Sue. She had pestered me all night to tell her what had happened when I went with Carlos and his driver to go to the safe house. In the back of her head, she already knew. She really wanted to know more about why I willingly decided to go with them. Sue was going nuts trying to figure me out, and I wasn’t about to help her. I think she also got pretty pissed at me for not asking about what she and Heather had done after I left.

As I sat at the kitchen table, I realized that I had started every one of my days here in Florida sitting at this table wondering what the day would hold for us. Now I was wondering how I had been driven, or as Sue would look at it, trained, into accepting other men’s cocks into my mouth. And even as disgusting as it was to swallow cum, I had come to terms with getting it done. I had found that when it was evident that cum was going to be finding its way down my throat, it was best to just give up and concentrate on getting it down.

I heard Sue rustling in the bedroom, and the phone rang at the same time. It was Carlos and he wanted to know how his sissy was doing. The pause he heard from me told him I wasn’t pleased being greeted that way, but that certainly wasn’t going to bother him. I asked him what he wanted. He told me he was coming by late today, and that we should be ready for him by four in the afternoon. Carlos said I would probably have it easy this time, because he really wanted to fuck the hell out of my girl. I was to be relegated to washing his balls as they fucked.

Carlos heard her say good morning to me in the background, so he wanted to talk to her. I hated the way she would flirt with him to get me pissed, but this time I had her on the ropes and pretended that it didn’t bother me in the slightest. When she hung up, I even asked her if she wanted me to take a long walk so she could enjoy her fuck. As if we were continuing our fight from the day before, she said, “Oh, you won’t be going far. Carlos has enough cock for the both of us. I’ll make sure he feeds you while he’s here. Then it turned into another fight over why I didn’t care. I sure wasn’t going to tell her the truth. I did give her the second best excuse though. I told her it was because she had succeeded in breaking my spirit as a male.

I turned away so she could reflect on my statement without having me know how she felt about losing her boyfriend all the way. I wanted her to know that she had destroyed the Dave she once knew. It would become evident by the end of the day that she did still care, at least to some point. We went back and forth at each other for the rest of the day. I would say something to try to show her I didn’t care in the least that she was waiting for Carlos to come over to fuck her, and she would fire back how she was so happy that I had no choice in the matter. It turned out that neither of us was going to have a choice today.

When Carlos got there in the afternoon, he made a huge thing out of messing with Sue in front of me. Then he pulled away from kissing her long enough to tell me that John was waiting for me in the car. I was going to be taken over to the other house so he could enjoy my mouth for a good long time. I took one last parting shot at Sue as I left to meet him. I told Sue to have a good time; I didn’t want to be the only one having a good time. The second the door closed, my mood changed to the fear that was hiding in the back of my mind.

As I approached the car, John had a huge smile for me. That made me very uneasy because he rarely smiled like that at me. The moment I got into the car he started to take advantage of me by having me sit right next to him with my right hand on his crotch to get him enticed. He asked me if I was excited to be going with him by myself and if I was going to like having him all to myself. I essentially told him I had no choice in the matter, but that I would do as I knew I was supposed to for him. That seemed to make him rather happy that he knew I was going to do as told. However, he did say that he liked the fight I put up because it heightened his pleasure to see me squirm. I felt him push his hardon up into my hand as he asked me, “You will fight a little, won’t you.” I responded with, “That comes naturally.”

When we got to the house, he pulled me out of his side of the car and held my arm all the way to the house. Since it had to be clear I wasn’t going to risk running, I took it this was the fight he was talking about. Even though no one could see us behind all the hedges, I still didn’t feel comfortable fighting him in the outdoors. I would soon be getting my chance.

When we went into the house, I was ordered to make four drinks for us. I could feel the last pill kicking in and thought how a drink would make becoming a cocksucker so much easier right now. Even though I had given two blowjobs to John, I still had no desire to do it on my own. When I had the four drinks, I brought them back to the couch and sat them on the table in front of us. John took a drink for himself and gave me one. He told me to chug it down, for my own sake. I took that to mean that he was going to be especially rough with my mouth this time.

I chugged the drink and sat the glass down. He then lit up a joint and passed it to me. Though our world evolved around pot, I had never seen John around smoke and wasn’t even aware he was a toker. But as I took a long drag, I got rather nervous. What was he preparing me for? He picked up the last two drinks and handed me mine. Again I wondered what his hurry was and tried to see it in his face. He told me that he wanted me to talk about his cock and how I liked it. I felt really strange at his request, but his demeanor scared me past my own point of embarrassment.

I started with, “I really don’t like sucking pricks at all, but you know why I can’t say no. And you can be a scary guy. Especially when you think about how you made me do it for you that first time. You said you were going to rape my ass.” I saw him waiting for more, so I guessed he meant his cock directly. “Your cock is weird. It’s thin, yet really wide. But I guess the shape doesn’t matter too much. I really don’t like the way you push it so hard; that hurts my throat.” He must have gotten rather hard for me, because he ordered me to chug the drink in my hand, as he did to his.

John said, “Well, I guess you’re not going to like this session so much then, because Carlos told me I could break in your ass today, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Now get over here and get me ready.” I really didn’t like hearing him say that he was going to rape me, but I knew he was bluffing to get me ready for his blowjob. I knew Sue had a deal with Carlos to protect my ass. So, I sat my glass down and leaned over his lap to open his pants. When I had him exposed and sucked him into my mouth, he leaned over my head to feel my ass. I tried moving away a little, but I couldn’t move far enough without dropping his prick from my mouth. I figured that he was just teasing me, so I stopped moving.

But, when I stopped moving, he pushed his hand under my pants and into my underwear. It didn’t stop until he grabbed a cheek in his hand and squeezed it roughly in his fingers. I concentrated on his cock to keep from getting psyched out. But then I felt one finger rubbing my hole and lost my faith that he didn’t really want to rape me. I struggled to move my butt from his grip, even taking my mouth away from his cock. He was smiling at my panic and said, “I guess you figured it out, huh? Why do you think Carlos wanted me to bring you over here while he fucked your girlfriend? He would rather you be sucking his balls as he fucked her, but instead you’re here with me. He had made bring you over here to break you in. Surprise!”

I could see in his face that he meant it this time. I knew it was his intent to rape my ass, whether it was okayed by Carlos or not. I sat up and finally squirmed my ass out of his hand. I immediately tried bargaining with him. I had absolutely no protection from this huge guy here by myself. I told him I’d give him the best cocksucking he ever had and would do whatever he said, but I wasn’t going to let him do that to me. He smiled again and said, “Good, there’s the fight I like to see. Now, let’s get you ready for a good ass fucking, huh.” He got up off the couch and held my arm in an unyielding fashion. I was walked toward the bedroom and pushed onto the bed face down. John pounced on top of me to hold me down, felt underneath of me for my pants snap, and undid it and my zipper. I struggled to keep him from stripping me. I knew that with the size he had over me that I wouldn’t be able to keep him from raping me if I was opened up for his advance.

I kept trying to beg him off me, and wiggled under him trying to keep him from getting my pants off. But as he sat back, I felt him jerk my pants down past my hips in one swift motion. I rolled myself over and he quickly pushed my arms over my head to hold me still as he spoke to me. He said, “I guess you know its for real now. And I see you like the idea of getting your cherry popped.” John was staring at my crotch and I knew I was hard. I couldn’t believe that I would be hard while I was so frightened of his impending assault on me. He let go of one of my arms and grabbed my balls in his hand. As he squeezed them hard, he backed off me and finished pulling my pants, shorts, and shoes off. I couldn’t move, because any slight movement caused him to squeeze harder. Finally, he let go of me and stood up.

John told me to flip over so he could fuck me, and I bolted across the bed. He came after me and I ran around the bed and headed for the front room. I suddenly realized that without pants, I couldn’t run far. It felt so damned awkward running away from him with a boner flopping around in front of me. As he stood on one side of the couch and I was on the other, he said, “You don’t really think you’re going to get away from me do you?”

I tried making a break for the bedroom to grab my pants, but he grabbed me, and spun me back to the couch. He held me tight against his chest, and then bent the both of us over the back of the couch. He made a show of humping away at me in that position despite still being fully dressed. Then he walked me around the house; first to the kitchen, bending me over the counter. He taunted me with saying how he couldn’t decide where he wanted to take my ass for the first time. Then he walked me to the laundry area just off the kitchen and again humped my backside as he held me over the washing machine. I kept trying to bargain my way out of this until he pushed me against the laundry room wall and said, “Okay then, make this easy on yourself. Take my clothes off.”

I didn’t know what exactly he meant by making it easier on me, but I knew I had to blow him at the very least, so I meekly went to him and started to unsnap his pants. It felt so damn strange that despite all the cock I had sucked on lately, that pulling a man’s pants off seemed even more humiliating to me. I was preparing this guy to service him like I was a common street whore. As I pushed his pants and underwear to the floor, his cock just about hit my face as I freed it. I smelled his muskiness and became even more humiliated wondering if I was actually making it easier for him to rape me instead. I felt myself shaking under his demands.

When I finally had his shoes off, I felt him grab my long hair in his hand as he pulled my mouth towards his erection. It was clear that he wanted me sucking on it as I finished getting his pants off. It wasn’t such an easy thing to do, but when he was nude from the waste down, he pulled me directly onto him and pumped at me several times. Unfortunately, he then pulled me to my feet and told me I wasn’t done. So I started unbuttoning his shirt. My hands were trembling like crazy and I was having such a tough time getting them undone. I felt mortified by my own feelings as I pushed his shirt open, and then back across his chest and shoulders. He offered me no help in getting it off of him and I was so embarrassed knowing that I had stripped this man entirely. Here I was standing face to face totally nude with a guy nearly twice my size, and with a fucking hardon pointing at him. Why wouldn’t that fucking thing go away? I was scared shitless over what he said he was going to do to me, so why was it staying so fucking hard.

He held me tight to his chest and I was ordered to rub his ass and crotch until he was ready to fuck me. My mind wasn’t nearly as wasted as it ought to be for what he was telling me I was about to go through. He tormented me further by letting me know that later that night, Carlos was taking me back to the club to earn that two hundred dollars I had promised him the day I sold myself to him. Feeling his cock lay up against my belly was doing something to me. It felt so warm, and knowing that it was soon going to be in my mouth, rubbing it even harder wasn’t so hard. If I had to suck cock, I would rather it be a hard one instead of like a couple I had to suck on the day before for those migrants.

John ordered me to turn around and ‘present’ my ass for him. I feared him even more than what might happen if I opened myself up for a raping, so I slowly turned around in his arms. I felt him reach down and rub the head of his cock over my crack. When it hit my hole, I tightened my ass muscles to keep him from pushing it into me, but he was only toying with me right now. For the first time since I had become a cocksucker, a man grabbed my cock in his hand and stroked me slowly. I felt so feminized as he started groping away at me, and whispered in my ear how much he was going to enjoy fucking me. He told me how he knew how much I wanted it because of my own hardness. I tried to tell him I wasn’t hard for that reason, but he just continued fondling me as if to get me relaxed just as I had done to so many girls myself.

He started to jack me off as he continued telling me how much I was going to appreciate how good of a fuck he was and that I would be begging for more. I found my own hands were on his, but I wasn’t pushing him away as much as I was holding them in place. It actually felt good to have one of these men I had to suck off doing something for my benefit for a change. Even though I knew he was preparing me to get fucked, it felt so damn good getting touched. I knew if he kept wooing me the way he was, that I could cum. But then I realized he had lulled me into taking the part of a girl, and it pissed me off. I was pissed that he had de-sexed me and made me hold still for his molestation. Despite how wonderful it felt getting jerked off, I pushed his hands down and away from me.

I wrestled my way from his grip and as I turned, he had a grin on his face that told me that whether or not I was ready, he was. Despite knowing how fruitless it was to run from him, I took off again. He quickly caught me and taunted me again with where he was going to fuck me. He walked me back to the couch and I was bent over the back of it again. But this time as he held me in place with his own chest, and he spread my legs with his. I was bent over the couch so my head was on the seat cushions and I heard him spit on his hand. He rubbed the wetness across the crack of my ass and over my hole. I felt him try to push a finger into me, but then he aimed his cock there instead. I could barely twist under his weight, and he pushed his cock against me. I was torn between tightening my muscles to keep him out, or to relax so he wouldn’t rip me apart. I wondered if I could keep him out, or if he would tear my muscles if I fought him.

I finally tried to give up, at least until I felt the head of his cock making headway into me. I jerked away enough to make him slip from me. But I was held back in place and he started pushing it into me again. I felt my sphincter being forced open and cried out in pain. He pulled back, but started applying himself to me again. And just as he was in place to ram it home and I wouldn’t have been able to stop him, he let go of me and stood straight up. I twisted off the little bit of his cock that he had in me, and ran back towards the laundry room. He caught me again and I was bent over the machines. He started to assault my ass again and I tried my best to relax, but I was way too scared of how much this was all going to hurt.

My sphincter muscles started to yield to him, but not without a lot of pain. Again he got the head to go in and this time I felt the head nestle its way past the ring of muscles that had been restricting him. I knew that the rest of his cock was going to be the really painful part; mostly because of its width. But then he released me again and stood up. It was clear he was basking in my fear and humility. Not knowing what to do and being out of my mind in fear, I pulled from his cock head and ran again. I looked around, but not so much for an escape, but for anything that might make this go easier. I thought about the couch having opened me up easier than the half prone position I had just been in, but I really had no real idea what I was looking for in the first place.

I looked behind me and he was almost to me, so I ran back to the bedroom. He caught up to me and pushed me towards the bureau. He pinned me against it, bent me flat to the top of it, and then lifted my right leg up until it rested on the top of the bureau as well. I realized I was as opened for him as I was going to get, so I gave up trying to run, and decided this was probably the best place and way to get raped. It must have been enough running around for him as well, because I could tell he wasn’t going to back off this time. He smashed my face sideways into the dresser top and held me pinned like that as he placed his cock to penetrate me.

The feel of the head of his cock going back into me hurt, but when he started pushing the wide shaft of it into me, I screamed from the pain. That only seemed to turn him on. He pierced me with half of his cock, and taunted me with his words of making me his bitch. And he was right! I was his for the taking now, and I could do nothing more to keep it from happening. He started thrusting roughly against me as if to show me I had nothing left to say about it. I gasped every time he was successful in getting a little more of himself into my ass. I finally felt that my own prick had gone limp under him, and I felt tears running from my eyes from the pain.

As he started to ram at me really hard, I knew he was going to tear me open, so I begged him to go easier. I started bargaining with him to keep from getting torn up. And knowing that dirty talk always gets a guy to listen, I told him I knew I was his bitch now and I wouldn’t fight it. I told him I would let him fuck me whenever Carlos said it was okay. I offered him Sue, blowjobs on demand, and anything else my tormented mind could spit out. He went a little easier, but it was still hurting like hell. I finally got the idea to take my mind off of it, and took my hand from the arm that was holding my head against the dresser, and felt my prick. I rubbed myself, trying to get my cock hard. I saw that redirecting my thoughts were helping me relax my ass, so I went to work on rubbing myself.

John saw what I was doing and told me to enjoy myself, because he sure was going to. It felt like he was splitting my cheeks apart, and I felt like such a whore under his thrusts while I played with myself. And then I felt his intensity heighten and knew his was ready to get off. I knew it was going to get worse, so I dropped my cock and placed both hands on the dresser top to control my pain. His final thrusts lifted me off the floor, and I felt so much like a girl hanging off his cock in midair. And he held me in the air as he thrust his last few times into me.

John laid on top of me as we both tried catching our breaths. The pain was quickly subsiding for me and he was telling me just how good of a fuck I had been. I became more humiliated by that than anything else so far because I took some satisfaction at hearing that I had been so good for him. Why the fuck did I care if he liked it or not? It was over and I could go free finally, so why did I care if he had a good time with me or not?

I felt wide open when he pulled free of me, and I felt some of his cum running down my leg as I stood. He told me if I hurried that I might get back in time to help Sue fuck my boss. All I knew was that I wanted to get out of there, so I threw on my clothes and sat back to see that John hadn’t dressed at all. He didn’t have to say a word, his body language was saying it all to me. He wanted me to dress him for a final humiliation. I just wanted to leave, so I didn’t hesitate to go over to him with his underwear in hand. I got them over his legs and felt so fucking feminine as I cupped his balls into place as I would my own. When he was dressed again, he warned me that I wasn’t supposed to tell Sue about getting fucked. Carlos wanted to surprise her someday with that information. The way I was walking, I figured she would probably figure it out.

When we got back to the house, Carlos was waiting to leave. Sue looked quite happy with herself, and taunted me with, “Did you have a good meal, my little cocksucker?” I lied and let her believe that I had so I wouldn’t get dragged into telling her the truth. I grabbed a beer and sat at the table, and she fell all over herself telling me all about her fucking her ‘boyfriend’. She went into great detail. So to shut her up, I asked her if she had cum. I smirked when she was unable to lie about that, and thought to myself that I just about had from my first fuck. I went on to wonder what was in store for me now that I had been ‘broken in’. All I could think about was how badly my ass hurt.

So, as if to get even with me, Sue told me that I better not have filled up on John’s cum, because I was going to get turned out tonight to earn that two hundred dollars I had promised Carlos. I even took away a lot of the power that had for her by telling her I already knew.

It was eight o’clock when Carlos came to pick us up. I had been on pins and needles for several hours wondering what I was going to have to endure tonight. Sue was still pissed at me for not talking to her, but she was the one to blame for all this and I wanted her to have some repercussions for her actions. She was even going to withhold my fix until I pointed out to her that Carlos wouldn’t like to see me in a sickly state.

While we were getting into the car, John asked me how I was feeling. I tried not to look at him, but he tilted the inside mirror so he could see me. I noticed Sue picked up her eyes and saw that there was something going on between the two of us. We ended up at a different club than the last time. It was swanky, and mostly filled with young Latino guys and girls. I got the feeling that it was sort of a high end drug lord hang out. John had come in to act as a body guard but seemed lost as he went around the bar floor talking with several men.

Carlos kept busy feeling up ‘our’ girl and feeding us drinks. He finally got around to telling me that before we left tonight that I was to find a way to earn the two hundred dollars that I promised to get for him. None of this was new to me, but I stared at Sue in disgust so she would know how much I hated her for doing this to me. She was even grinning a little at what was happening to me. All of her taunting and teasing just helped to push me into getting started. But as much as she thought that she would be the beneficiary of my humiliation, she was actually just pushing me away from her. I had decided that after getting raped by John earlier in the day, that I had nothing left to lose. Tonight I was going to find the information to break the hold she had on me and head for the west coast.

I asked Carlos that since he knew the place, where should I go when I did get a guy interested. He told me that we were going to move into an upstairs room that overlooked the main floor. And since I had brought it up, he took that as a sign that I was ready. So, we all moved upstairs to the room he had mentioned. As I looked around, I noticed that there wasn’t anything but this fairly large room we were standing in. I asked Carlos where I would be going, and he pointed to the couch on the opposite wall from us. I told him I didn’t think that any guy would want an audience. He pointed out that it would be up to me to overcome that problem.

Sue was just so pleased with herself. We had been fighting so much lately that she considered this as a way to get even for not having won every fight. The more she smiled at my expense, the more she was pushing me away from her. And she got a good taste of that, because she called me over to ‘wish me luck’ and wanted to kiss me. I was right next to her by the time I knew what she wanted, but when she leaned over to me to give me a kiss, I backed away from her. Carlos looked amused, but she wasn’t and laid into me. She said, “I was going to kiss you for good luck, because as you know, I’m not about to kiss a mouth after it’s been filled with cum. So fuck you, go get to work; I’m bored!”

That did it! If the poor bitch was bored, then I was going to give her a real show, and it would be the start of the end for us. I asked Carlos if there were any rules I should know about, and he just said, “As long as it’s men, I don’t care what you do to earn my money.” As I left the room, I decided that I was going to get to Sue the next day in a way she wouldn’t be able to get past. I was going to hit on Carlos so hard she would have to wonder if even as cute as she might be, would he pick her over me. I tried to stay in the hallway and think about what I had to do. The only experience I had in the past at hitting on a guy was at the last club, and that nearly got my ass kicked.

I wandered around the floor a little, and it must have been my attitude or the way I was dressed, because I got a lot of looks that made me believe this was going to go easier than I thought. The only thing that I saw as a problem was that most of the men didn’t look like they spoke English. After at least twenty minutes and a half dozen stares at the window that overlooked the floor, I decided to sit at the bar. In a regular bar, I considered sitting at the bar as the spot to announce you wanted to hook up.

It wasn’t long before I saw the rule was similar in this club. Right off the bat I got hit on by a woman that seemed like a drunken whore. I finally got her to leave by coming right out and telling her I was gay. I laughed at how fast that had shut her up and got her to run away. And it had a good side effect as well. The guy two stools down had heard me say that to her, and he got closer to me. He asked me if I was looking for a date, and I told him I needed a bit more than that. I told him I was pledging a fraternity and had to accomplish a certain task. When I told him about the money I needed to earn, he smiled broadly and told me he could certainly help me out. He told me his name was Pedro, and that he knew everyone in the club.

I told him more about what I had to do, and that it would have to be in front of an audience. He actually seemed like a pretty descent guy and as if he wanted to help me out. I had several guys pointed out to me as potential ‘customers’ and he even steered me clear of a few men; especially two guys sitting at a booth near the back door. Pedro got right on board at wanting to help me, but wanted to know what was in it for potentially embarrassing himself. I knew he wanted a cut of the money I would be making, so I told him he could keep whatever he could make, but I expected fifty dollars for every guy I sucked off. He was more than fine with that, probably because as I would find out by the end of the night, most of these guys were rather wealthy. I could have gotten the two hundred from one guy if I had of known better.

Pedro and I set it up that he would send someone to me starting at the top of the hour and every fifteen minutes after that, and I would be done in an hour. We walked around the floor and he introduced me to several of the men and women he knew, and I was impressed that he could do as we had talked about. I had about five minutes until ten o’clock, so I told Pedro to start anytime. I told him I was headed to the private room and that I would see him after I was done. I even thanked him for his help. It felt really strange thanking him, but he was saving me from what I actually considered the most embarrassing part of the task; asking men to pay me for blowjobs.

When Carlos and Sue saw me come back alone, there was a flurry of questions thrown my way. I told them both that I had it under control and went to sit on the couch, well away from them. They kept wanting to know details, but I just told them that I was accomplishing the goal and to wait. And just as the clock hit ten straight up, there was a weak knock at the door. I got up to let the guy in and locked the door behind us. He asked me if I was the ‘boy’ Pedro had told him about, and I said, “Yes! And I take it I know what you want from me?” I didn’t wait for his answer; instead I grabbed his hand, lead him to the couch and told him to get comfortable. We both looked towards our spectators. The man was a bit embarrassed, however I was quite amused as I got on my knees. I stared at Sue all the time as I took the man’s pants down and got him ready for his blowjob. As humiliated as I was at doing all this stuff, I made sure to keep a smile and even a look of lust on my face, just to let Sue know she couldn’t do much to hurt me anymore.

As I leaned in to suck my first cock, my ass hurt from what had happened earlier that day. It only served to spur me on. The guy was very nervous as he was the subject of two voyeurs, so I had to get him hard. It was weird sucking a cock that was so soft and flaccid. I hadn’t had one yet that was so totally uninterested, so I had to work at getting him interested. I rubbed his legs and thighs, and even had to work his balls over to get him worked up. Finally, I told him to just lay back and forget about them, and simply enjoy what I was doing for him. That worked well, and he was hard for me in thirty seconds.

I realized that I hadn’t gotten any money yet, so I put my hand out as I bobbed my head up and down on him. I don’t know where the money came from, but I checked for the right amount and put it in my pocket. I was working him over really well, and then I felt his hands on the back of my head. I looked up at him and he took them away. I slurped my way off his hardon and took a quick look at Sue’s face, and told him, “Hey, it’s your blowjob, help out if you want.” I took his cock back into my mouth and placed his hands back on my head. He got my message loud and clear. And that was good, because I could tell that when he got into it, it wasn’t going to take much cocksucking to get him off.

I came to the realization that I couldn’t do as I had planned on all day. I had planned on being alone and simply spitting out the cum I was sure to get in my mouth. Now I had to think about what would ultimately piss Sue off the most. It was rather ironic, I thought, that the very thing she wanted to see me do, was also the thing that would bother her the most; all I had to do was to appear to enjoy it. I felt him growing extremely hard and got as lustfully minded as I could muster. I pulled from his prick for only a moment to tell him I wanted him to feed me. Then I went back to work and grabbed the hands he put back on my head. I made motions with my own hands to inspire him to go at me more aggressively, and he did just that.

My ‘John’ was having a great time now, and the voyeurs that had made him nervous before were now more of a benefit as he showed off his prowess at dominating the cocksucker attached to his prick. I moaned loud enough so they could hear me enjoying my face fucking even over the music filling the main floor of the club. And when he dumped his load into my mouth, he lifted his hips right off the cushions and held my head in place until he was all done with me. I swallowed without even thinking much about it. His prick hadn’t been very big next to Carlos’ and John’s, so it was pretty easy to breathe even as the guy was emptying his balls.

I helped him get his pants back within his reach and we stood up. I thanked the man for his money and escorted him to the door. Carlos put his hand out immediately for the money, and I said, “See, I have everything under control.” Sue raised her eyebrows when she saw I had made the first fifty. And just to turn the tables a little more, I went to kiss her. I knew what her reaction was going to be, but I had my own come back ready. As she pushed my mouth away in disgust, I said, “Cum tastes pretty good actually, try some.” Her face contorted in further disgust, and she started hating me as I added, “I think it’s about time Carlos gave you a taste of his.” She got visibly pissed that I would suggest that, and Carlos now raised his eyebrows. Sue stammered out, “Don’t you have more cocks to suck?”

I had gotten to her, so I went to sit back down on the couch. I figured I had a few minutes to wait, and I thought about how else I might piss her off. Every now and then I would glimpse her way. I could see she was trying to make sense out of why I was being so belligerent towards her. Perhaps if she could feel how much my ass hurt and the actual horror I had gone through earlier in the day as I got raped, she might understand. But I couldn’t even tell her that, so I vented my anger towards her in any other way I could.

There came another knock at the door. I went to let the man in and went through about the same steps as the last guy. This time I made sure to get the money up front, and even walked it over to Carlos. The guy got a little fidgety and I told him to hang on, he was going to get the best blowjob of his life. Sue’s face was now turning towards showing a little more dismay than contempt, and I had a little hint of swagger in my steps as I went back to take care of my second John.

This guy was much more enthusiastic and was already opening his pants for me. His cock wasn’t very long, but the fattest one I had in my face since becoming a cocksucker. The head stretched my mouth rather wide, but I still worked to make it look like I wanted to swallow the whole thing. I made sure to moan loudly as if I was a sex starved whore, and it was plain to see the effect it was having on the bitch overlooking me. This guy was very aggressive and knew exactly what he wanted from me. It was hard to breathe because of his forceful pushing on my head, and when he gagged me really bad at one point, Sue took the liberty to ask for more of that. She said, “I want to hear him gurgling from over here.” When the guy saw she was the most interested person in the room, he invited her over closer to see better. She went for that in a second, and he started to put on quite a show of choking me with his fat cock. And as hard as he was already going at me, she encouraged him to fuck me harder.

Okay, so that part was a whole lot harder to take, but I held on. I wasn’t about to give Sue the satisfaction of gloating over her use of me. But the hardest part of the night was when he got off. I was already out of breath when he started, but he wouldn’t let go of my head until he was done. I struggled to get free of him, but he was a lot stronger than me. I fainted from lack of air just as I felt my body flop to the floor. Sue said I was only out for a few seconds, but that was finally something that got her worried about what she was letting be done to me. As I came to, my mouth still had a lot of cum in it, and the guy was just going out the door. Sue looked like she was about to cry, so I looked at her and between gasps at trying to get my breath back, swallowed it purposefully. I actually saw her produce a single tear.

Carlos got mad at her for doting on me, and she went back to sit on his lap. I guess a line was forming for me now, because there was a knock at the door much sooner than it was time for, so I opened it. Pedro was standing there with another guy and asked to speak to me. I closed the door behind me and he asked how things were going. I told him well and asked if he had a problem. His answer rather surprised me. He said that word about me had spread like wildfire and several men had approached him about my services, and even a young woman and her boyfriend. I thought about it for a moment and told him to make as much money as he wanted. But I told him I was raising my price to one hundred a guy.

Pedro told the man standing next to him, and he quickly agreed to it. So Pedro went off to get rich at pimping me off, and I lead the other man in to the room for his blowjob. I gave Sue a long, hard look to show her this was all for spite. I got the hundred from the guy and carried it to Carlos. When Sue saw this guy was paying a hundred instead, she wanted to know what was going on. I refused to answer her, and I saw Carlos telling her to forget her question. He was amused by what he was seeing.

I ended up doing three more Latinos in a row. It only took twenty minutes at the most. Carlos had made more than twice the money he had asked for, and I was relishing the pained look on Sue’s face. I seemed to momentarily lose my fear, or humiliation, at swallowing cum. It seemed to be going down easily, but then again, I was rather wasted from my fix and all the drinks Carlos kept feeding me.

I let the next man in and got a surprise. He was about six inches taller than me and built like all hell. It was obvious to me that this was one guy that was going to get exactly what he wanted. He didn’t particularly like the audience, but said he’d have a go at me anyway. I started to take his pants down and he got right into it. I went for his underwear and was amazed at his size. He was probably eight inches long and hard as a rock, but somewhat skinny. It was straight up against his body and I couldn’t remember a guy being so hard before. The guy asked me if I liked to deep throat and I told him I never did that before. Just the thought of it scared the hell out of me. But his response was that for a hundred bucks, he was going to get me his way. With that he held out his money. I hoped that I could control him.

I brought the money to Carlos and he told me to go ahead and deep throat the guy. I told him I couldn’t, but he insisted. Sue picked up at seeing me getting scared about something for a change and chimed in that she wanted to see me do it too. She went over to sit next to the guy to talk him into being the first guy to do my throat, and then gave me a sinister look when he agreed. I had already been choked unconscious once tonight, and wasn’t into the idea of having my entire airway blocked. Besides, I worried greatly about getting my throat torn up. I tried to beg Carlos not to make me do this, especially since I had already more than doubled the money due him. All he did was push me towards the man.

The guy started out by telling me that I was going to enjoy this, but that I had to get at a friendlier angle than between his legs. He told me to get beside him on the couch and lean over for my ‘meal’. Then I was instructed to get started on him. I had to pull his cock from his stomach because it was so hard. I was really glad that he was skinny, but the length of his prick meant a serious assault on my throat. I started going down on him in slow bobs of my head, and then I felt his hands twist in my hair. He asked me if I was ready for my first real face fuck and I murmured something to him. It didn’t really matter at this point what I wanted. With Sue sitting right next to him, egging him on, I knew I was about to feel what a cock going into my throat felt like.

At first having Sue there was to my benefit. The man was going slowly to allow her to get the most delight at my predicament. They were talking about me being her toy and boyfriend, and how I had been a snotty bitch to her lately. She expressed her desire that this should be sort of a punishment for me. He agreed to help her in that respect, and he told her, “Watch closely then.”

The guy started to manipulate my head the way he wanted me to respond. He exercised me into a pattern of bobbing up and down on him so that I was getting him to the back of my mouth on every thrust. Then on one of the thrusts down, he held me longer, and just as I thought he was about to let me up, he pushed my head down and thrust up into me. He didn’t get his cock into my throat, but came very close to it. I started to freak out, but instead of trying to calm me down, he kept telling Sue that this was the way it was done. He told her how it was a slow lesson teaching a boy how to give deep head, but that you just had to keep at it until the boy learned not to fight it.

I was forced hard against the head of his cock several more times, with each time seeming to be a little more forceful. The man got tired of waiting me out, so he told Sue it would take a little more encouragement than normal, and said, “Watch this, it’ll make him flail around a bit.” With that he pushed my head as low as it would go, and then started to hump up into me in hard slow thrusts without ever backing off. Finally, I felt the muscles in my throat that had been holding him off so well, relax for him. His cock slid into my throat only an inch, but I felt so impaled as he held the both of us joined like that for several moments. I was pushing against his legs to free myself, but he just told me not to struggle.

I tried to relax the best I could, but the fullness in my throat was scaring me. Finally, he let me off his cock for a moment and asked me, “How you like that boy? Was that good? Let’s get back to work.” With that he pulled me back to his prick and I went back to sucking him off. But he wrapped his hands in my hair again and took back control of my head. Sue was whimpering in delight as she saw me lose control of my own face for this guy’s desires.

I felt him press against my throat again and knew he was going to succeed at penetrating me. I went as limp as I could, and then felt his shaft pop through the muscles again, and slide slowly into my throat. I twisted under his invasion of my throat, and tried hard to keep from choking. It seemed like he had at least three inches of his cock in my throat. My nose was tickled by his pubic hair and his balls were in my eyes, and then I heard him tell Sue to feel it. I felt her wrap her hand around my throat just as he pulled out. She squealed as she felt him pull his prick from my cavity. But I got no break this time, and he inserted himself into me again, and Sue exclaimed that she could feel his incursion into me. I had all I could do now to keep from choking, and couldn’t move my head at all. I had become an instrument for his cock’s benefit. I wondered just how long this would continue and what he was going to do when he came. It was my hope that he would withdraw so I could breathe, but I heard Sue asking how long before he shot his load.

The guy said he would be ready in a moment and asked if he could unload in my throat. She said, “It’s your blowjob, cum where you want. I would prefer you feed him for me.” As she said that, she got close to my face so I could see her pleasured smile at having taken a swipe at me yet again. That got him to the point of cumming, and he took one last thrust into my throat. It was the deepest it had been yet, and I could feel his warm cum pumping into me, and Sue giggled as she felt him pulsing through my throat. I felt like such a receptacle at that point. He finally pulled out of my throat and lingered in my mouth so I would clean him off. I couldn’t believe that he had just fucked me that way and was still scared at what he had done. He had had complete control of my head for several minutes, and I couldn’t have stopped anything he did to me if I wanted too.

Pedro had two more guys for me to do and after that deep throating, they were rather easy to take. Carlos had made eight hundred dollars off me and I was ready to leave. But he followed the last guy out the door and was gone for ten minutes. While he was gone, Sue asked me if I was through with being so cocky. I told her I had a right to be pissed off. She slapped my ass, and I jolted forward from the internal pain she stirred up. She wanted to know why I had jumped so badly and I told her it was none of her business. Sue demanded to know what had happened to me earlier when I had gone with John. She obviously had a good idea what had happened or she wouldn’t have immediately thought of John. She knew that was when my mood towards her had changed, but must have thought I probably just had a rough blowjob. I told her to fuck off, that she knew what had happened to me.

When Carlos came through the door, she attacked him verbally about what had been done to me earlier. He asked if I had told her anything, and she said ‘no’, but that she wanted to know why I had jumped so badly when she slapped my ass. Carlos smiled and walked her back to the table. I guessed that we would be leaving shortly, but Carlos told her it was time for him to have a fuck from her. He quieted her down and started making out with her.

When there was another knock at the door, she turned and looked at me almost in pity. Now she was sorry that some of this stuff had happened, and was just starting to feel guilty for her role in it. When I opened the door, I was going to tell the guy that I was done, but there were two broad shouldered Latinos there. They were the ones Pedro had pointed out and had told me to stay away from. I started to say something, but they pushed me back, shut the door and forced me to the couch. I figured I was in for a couple of very rough blowjobs. When I looked Sue’s way, Carlos was positioning her facing away from him, and towards me, as they sat in a chair. She willingly lifted her skirt, then herself to position her pussy so she could mount him as she watched what was happening to me. Then as I was getting worried about how the guys were holding me, I saw Carlos grab her waist almost as if to hold her in place.

That’s when all hell broke out. I put my hand out for money and it was knocked away. Carlos told me this was a freebie for them and that they were going to show Sue what had happened to me earlier. I knew what that meant and tried to break free from them. One of them grabbed me from behind and held me locked in his arms as the other guy pulled my pants off me. I protested loudly that they weren’t going to do that to me again and I even heard Sue fighting with Carlos. I was forced to the end of the couch, pushed over the arm, and held in place. I saw Sue trying to get off Carlos, but he held her in place and told her to watch my humiliation. She kept crying to him that he had promised not to make me do this.

Just then I felt the first man lie over my back and could feel he was nude from at least the waist down. I felt his cock rubbing at me and knew I was in for a double raping. I struggled as much as their grips would let me, but I was powerless against them. I was probably just turning them on more. And then it happened. My mouth fell opened, and I couldn’t utter a sound because of the pain. He had jammed himself into me without any hesitation. My upper body jolted upward from his invasion into me, and I fell somewhat limp back to the couch. I went into shock at the brazen assault I just endured and could only lay there like a doll as he fucked my ass roughly. Almost as if to get what was happening to me out of my mind, I watched as Carlos fucked Sue across the room. She was crying nonstop but I could see she was still moving herself in rhythm to his thrusts.

I tried to blank out my mind so these two could just rape my ass and leave. I heard Carlos tell Sue that I had fought throughout the fucking that John had given me and he was a little disappointed that I wasn’t fighting now. I heard the guy fucking me grunting away in an intense manner and knew the first guy was about done with me. I felt my body banged forward with his humping and then as he came in my ass, he just about laid on top of me as I was pushed almost to a laying position on the couch. When he pulled out of me, I was pulled back over the arm by the second guy, and felt my legs being spread for him. I couldn’t look at Sue anymore, and buried my head in the cushions as I felt the guy lining himself up for me. He slid right into me and I was surprised that it didn’t hurt nearly as much as the first guy. I was very thankful for that. But I was still raw from the two others that had been there earlier, so I tried to stay relaxed and let the guy do as he wanted.

When I heard Sue moaning from her fucking, I looked to see her tears had ended and she was watching me get fucked. The look on her face would not soon be forgotten. She was amazed at the sight of her boyfriend getting his ass used as a cunt, and was fucking herself on Carlos’ cock for her own orgasm. I couldn’t believe that she was getting herself off on watching me getting raped. How had this all happened? We use to have such a great sex life, half of which I had taught her that she hadn’t known a thing about. Now she was getting off on watching a man pumping his cock into my ass. It pissed me off that she was using me as her real life fantasy while she fucked another man’s dick.

I had to show some sign of willing submission to get even with her, so I lifted myself up enough to look at her square in the eye. The guy fucking me thought I was trying to get away, and I pushed his hand off my arm and told him to, “Just fuck me.” As he pumped away at me, I could feel that I was as soft as I’d ever been and getting mashed into the arm of the couch. It had come to the point that I was so feminized, that as I watched my girl fucking Carlos, I actually started to get off on the feel of the cock sliding into me. When the guy grunted, “Who’s your daddy?” I found myself responding with, “Just fuck me, you sick bastard.”

Sue saw me participating now, and went nuts bouncing on Carlos. I had often wondered what a girl felt like as I fucked her, and now I knew. The guy fucking me started pumping at me really hard and it was hard for me to take. But I kept thinking about the wild feeling of his prick slamming into me, and as he stiffened to dump his load, I felt the oddest thing in my life happening to me; I felt myself coming. I wasn’t even slightly hard, but I could clearly feel myself shuddering and leaking cum from my cock. It wasn’t squirting, because I didn’t have the hardness to make it pump out that way; it was just sort of leaking from my flaccid prick.

I heard Sue screaming through her own orgasm at the table, but Carlos clearly wasn’t through with her yet, and she remained sitting on him to allow him time to finish. Sue and my eyes melted into each others for the first time in weeks. Something had just happened that we hated the idea of talking about. But we were going to have to do just that in the coming days. We had both just crossed a threshold that neither of us could have ever dreamed of happening.

The guy lifted me into a standing position and Sue seemed surprised to see me so limp, and then puzzled. I looked down and saw that it was plain to see that I had just cum by the messy state of my prick. After we got ourselves together, and the men had left, she came over to look at the arm of the couch. She saw what was left of my cum on the arm and gave me a really weird look. I felt rather ashamed that getting my ass fucked had caused me to get off. What had happened to me?

“SUE”

That fucking Carlos! We had a deal and there was my boyfriend only feet away getting violently raped by two men. And then the fucker even had the nerve to tell me that that was why Dave was so sore; that John had ‘broken him in’ earlier that day as we fucked at our place.

But as pissed as I was at Carlos, I couldn’t help feeling awful about Dave getting taken that way. I never meant for that to happen to him. But, as I watched him going through it all, I felt disgusted with myself for letting it get me turned on. I never saw a guy get fucked before, and it was oddly erotic for me to watch. Knowing that he had no choice in the matter tore my loyalties apart. I hurt for him, yet I fucked the hell out of myself on Carlos’ cock. I even had about the best orgasm I had had with Carlos so far. I never considered Carlos a great fuck, but he sure had the right equipment for any girl that knew what to do with it.

And as I rode my instrument to a wild finish, I saw Dave was loosening up. It almost looked like he was getting into it some, but his face showed how much it hurt. Just before the second guy was finished with him, it looked like he got off himself. After they were done raping his ass, I was still stuck where I was waiting for Carlos to get his rocks off and saw Dave get stood up by his attacker. It was very obvious to me that the matted cum all over his cock and pubes was from him. The bashful look he shot me told me I was right in that assumption. We were going to have to find a way to talk about this later.

As I wiped the cum from my legs and crotch that Carlos finally deposited in me, and had started to leak out, one thing stood out in my mind; this was strike two for Carlos.

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