Suddenly I was jolted back into reality as I felt a strong hand gently shake my shoulder. I’d fallen asleep and had been daydreaming without even realizing it.
“Hey babe, can I get another one of these?”
Oh shit, it was my first day and already I’d fallen asleep. I looked at who was speaking to me and groaned silently. Of course it was the hot guy who’d seen me sleeping on the job.
I shifted on my bar stool, my eyes meeting his, his warm hand still touching my bare shoulder. His warmth seemed to spread all over my body. Now would be the perfect chance to ask him out!
I tried to get the words out, but they wouldn’t come. What the hell was wrong with me?
“S-sorry what was it you wanted?” I mumbled instead, embarrassed.
“I’d like another beer,” he repeated, giving me a strange look. His eyes traveled down until they reached my tits. It took me a full minute to realize he was staring at my tits. Blushing, I turned by back on him and got him the beer.
“Thanks,” he said, but he didn’t leave.
I tried to move to another spot in the bar, but he just kept staring at me.
“You know, you look pretty hot. How old are you, honey?” he asked me suddenly. I looked around. The other bartender was on the other side, chatting it up with some other guy. I blushed. He could only be talking to me.
“Uh, 19.”
He gave me a wicked grin.
“That’s perfect. Say, honey, you got time to help me out with something? I’ll pay you if you want.”
I wanted to say no, but this guy knew how to get what he wanted. He put just the right amount of sexiness in his voice so that I couldn’t refuse him.
“Sure,” I found myself saying.
“Perfect. Is there a place we can go in private?”
I felt my heart racing.
“Um, there’s a room in the back I think.”
“That’ll work. Let’s go.”
I got out from behind the bar and led him to the back room, hoping the other bartender would cover for me. I was so flustered I forgot to ask her. I opened the door and led him inside.
It was a small room with a few big chairs in the center. I think it was a room for employees to hang out or something. I had done my interview in here, and the boss told me everyone was always working so no one ever came in here. But if I was right about my hunches with this guy, then this would be a perfect room to be alone in.
I turned to him and sat down in one of the chairs.
“S-so what is it you needed help with?”
That wicked grin was still on his face. His muscles shone in the dim light of the room. I wanted nothing more than to fuck him right then and there.
“You are going to take your clothes off and you are going to get down on your knees and suck me off. You have to prove yourself to me before we take this further. If you prove yourself to me, there is a whole bunch of possibilities I can explore with you.”
I was shocked. I figured I needed to make the first move. But he wanted to dive in headfirst.
“Excuse me?”
“You are going to suck my cock.”
He tore his clothes off in two swift movements, revealing one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen.
“What are you waiting for? Get down on your knees,” he commanded. He didn’t wait for me to respond. He took me by the shoulders and forced me down to my knees as I opened my mouth. I grinned. I loved a man in control.
I was ready to suck. I’d never seen a cock this big before on any guy. It was at least eight inches long and still growing. I felt my mouth water as he moved it closer to my mouth.
I was nervous, but excited. I’d only sucked one or two cocks, and was still a virgin. Hopefully he’d be able to teach me. I knew at once this would be the start of something really amazing.
For some reason, not many guys would let me suck their cocks. I figured it was because they were so nervous they didn’t want to cum too early when I was sucking them dry, they wanted a chance to get in my pussy. Unfortunately they didn’t last long anyway, and I needed some practice sucking cock. What better way to get some practice than sucking the giant cock of a gorgeous guy like this?
I decided to tease him a little. I kissed his cock a few times, letting him feel my soft lips on his rock hard rod. I started slowly, just kissing the head, before moving all the way up and down, showering his cock with kisses. Even though I’d only sucked a few cocks, I knew when a guy liked to be teased and this sexy biker was no exception.
I hadn’t even licked him yet and already he was gripping the chair hard, trying to stay in control. I smiled to myself. Maybe he wasn’t as experienced as I thought. It didn’t matter. That cock inside of me was all I cared about and this was the first step.
I decided to give him a little more, licking the head and rubbing my tongue up and down his long shaft. He gave a small groan as I worked my tongue around him, refusing to give him what he wanted.
His cock was so big I could easily wrap both hands around it. I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed his cock with both hands and started jerking him off, making him moan even louder. Up and down my hands moved, smearing the pre come all over his head and working him over nice and good.
Finally, I gave in and began to suck him. I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked, trying to get him all the way to the back of my throat. There was still a few inches left when I felt his cock reach the back of my tonsils. I smiled, pulled it out slowly, and shoved it to the back of my throat again, enjoying the feel of him inside my mouth. I’d never deep throated a cock before, but goddamn did I love it.
I did this to him a few more times. Meanwhile his groans were getting louder and louder as he gripped the back of my head, shoving his cock deep inside my mouth over and over again. I could just imagine how amazing my pussy would feel if he fucked it this good.
I felt myself reaching down my skirt, rubbing my small nub as he face-fucked me. I was surprised to feel myself slowly building an orgasm as he slid his cock in and out of my mouth quicker and quicker. I’d never gotten an orgasm from being with another guy before and already he was making me sopping wet.
The biker completely lost control. He gripped the back of my head as he came, sending load after load into my gaping mouth. I took it all, enjoying the smoky, salty taste on my tongue. I made a soft popping sound as I took my lips off his cock and swallowed his giant load.
He grinned and leaned back on the desk.
“I think you are definitely ready. What was your name again?”
“I’m Shonda,” I said, grinning.
“I’m Rust. We have a lot of work to do, Shonda. I need to get you prepared. If you want to keep this going, you’ll have to come by my place tomorrow night.”
He scribbled down an address as I got my clothes back on.
“What time tomorrow night?” I asked, smiling.
“Around eight. If you really impress me, we’ll have regular appointments. And if you truly prove yourself… well, we’ll go over everything tomorrow. Good bye, Shonda.”
I walked out of the school and into my car, grinning from ear to ear. I couldn’t believe I’d found a hot guy like that on my first day of work! I’d just sucked him off and everything! I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
Work went by in a blur the next day. I felt as though I was in a daze. I couldn’t wait to get home and see what Rust had planned for me. All that day I spent daydreaming about things he could do to me, whether or not he’d handcuff me or gag me or spank me.
Finally when the day was over I raced back to my hotel (I hadn’t found a place yet) to pick out an appropriate outfit. I wanted it to be revealing, but I didn’t want it to be too ridiculous looking. After a half hour I finally decided on a low cut top and some tight jean-shorts.
I hopped into my car and followed the directions to his address, heart pounding in my chest. This time I was excited. It would be my first time ever fucking a guy.
I pulled into to his house a
nd looked up. Wow. I wondered if he gave me the right address. This place was gigantic. It looked like a mansion. Rust must have been really rich. I walked across granite stepping stones to his front door, nervous all over again. What if I didn’t perform well in the bedroom? What if my inexperience fucked me up? What if he decided not to be with me again? I just hoped I would be able to please him.
I rang the doorbell, heart thudding in my chest. I only had to wait a few seconds before it swung open. There he was, completely shirtless with a pair of workout shorts on. Muscles lined his body, rippling across his torso as he beckoned me inside. I found it really, really hard to take my eyes off him.
“Hey, Shonda. I’ve just finished working out,” he said as he noticed me staring. I didn’t care though, I was too entranced with him.
“Come on in and sit down,” he said, gesturing me to follow.
I followed him into a huge living room with a giant TV and what looked like paintings all across the walls. I sat down on a couch that was at least half as big as my hotel room and tried to take everything in, still in shock that this biker lived here.
He sat down next to me with a piece of paper in his hand.
“Now, I’m sure you have a lot of questions. I’ll let you ask them all now, because after you sign this, you won’t be allowed to ask,” he said, shaking the piece of paper.
That made me nervous but excited.
“Okay. Are you really a biker? I mean this place is huge and you seem to live here all alone.”
He chuckled.
“Yeah I am a biker. Me and my buddies live here. It belonged to one of their grandparents or something and when they died, it went to my guy. We’ve been using it as living space ever since.”
“More people live here?”
He nodded.
“You’ll meet them soon enough. This place is huge.”
“When can we fuck?” I blurted out, eager to lose my virginity.
“All in good time,” he said with a grin. “Now, are you all done with the questions?”
I nodded.
“Okay then. You need to read this now. It’s a contract. It also has a couple questions on it so I can get to know you better, just to make sure you are the right woman for the job. Tonight was just a quick meeting. You need to give that to me tomorrow night. Once you sign it, you’re mine until I say otherwise. Do you understand me?”
I nodded.
“Okay. Here you go. And make sure you read it very carefully, that’s important.” he said, handing the paper to me.
“So no fucking tonight?” I asked, somewhat disappointed.
He shook his head.
“No. I need you to read and fill that out for me first. Once I’ve determined you are the proper woman for the job, we can begin training. I’ll explain more once you’ve handed me that contract. Until then, good luck and see you tomorrow.”
I glanced at his bare chest one last time before heading out the door and into my car. I felt as though I was in a daze as I drove home. Fortunately he didn’t live that far away from my hotel. I just couldn’t get the sight of his bare chest out of my head.
When I got home, I sat down at my homework desk and prepared myself to read this paper. My heart pounded as I began to read. This man was not playing games. He was really serious about what he wanted. I started with the questions first:
1. Are you a virgin?
Yes.
That was easy enough. I just hoped my inexperience didn’t turn him off or anything. I’d have to hope he was the kind of guy who loved to pop cherries. I giggled and stuck a finger down the front of my pants. Just the thought of his shirtless chest was making me slick. I couldn’t wait to see him shirtless again. And maybe next time, he’d take his pants off again for me. And maybe bring out a whip… I shook my head and got back to the questions. Concentrate.
2. How old are you?
19.
I hoped he liked teenagers. I had turned 19 just a few months ago, so he’d be stuck with a teenager for a little while. He didn’t seem to mind when I told him. Maybe he preferred younger women?
3. Are you willing to become a member of Hell’s Titans?
Wow. I was being offered a chance to join an actual Motorcycle Club. I hesitated for only a second before writing my answer. Of course.
I needed to feel what it was like. I wanted to be a part of something incredible. I also wanted to fuck Rust. That was the main thing. I grinned as I bent down and read the contract part.
In signing this you essentially bind yourself to the Hell’s Titans Motorcycle Club. Anything you do will reflect on the Club. In return for binding yourself to the Club, you are invited to live in the mansion. Sign below if you understand and are ready to become the newest member of Hell’s Titans MC.
I grinned and signed my name. Holy shit I could live in a mansion! I wouldn’t have to worry about paying for rent or anything. I’d be living with and getting fucked by a gorgeous billionaire.
I almost felt light headed as I went to bed that night, thoughts of Rust running through my head. All that night I spent dreaming about Rust taking me away and fucking me. I got everything packed and ready to go before work the next day. I couldn’t wait to move in!
I practically raced to the mansion after I finished work. When I knocked on the door, I was greeted with two handsome, burly guys. Are all motorcycle gangs this hot? They looked me up and down.
“So you’re the new recruit, huh? Rust told us about you.”
I nodded nervously and they stepped aside. One took my bags and the other led me to the living room where Rust was.
He looked up and smiled as I walked in the room. “Give us a little bit guys. You can meet her later.” They nodded and left the room. It was just the two of us again.
“Have you signed the contract?” he asked.
I nodded and handed him the paper. I waited eagerly as his eyes scanned the page, reading my answers. Fortunately, he found them acceptable.
“A virgin, eh? I knew you were young, but I figured with your eagerness to fuck me, you had at least had some experience. But it’s okay, in two weeks’ time, you’ll be ready.”
He looked up at me and put the paper away.
“Shonda, from now on, you don’t have to go to work. In fact, I’d prefer if you didn’t. I want you riding with us. We’ll get you a bike and everything.”
“O-okay,” I said nervously.
He smiled.
“I can tell you’re a little freaked out. But after I’ve fucked you, you’ll definitely be more… relaxed.”
He stood up.
“I’ll have one of my guys give you a tour later. For now, let’s get down to business. Follow me to our Fuck Room.”
I followed him along a gigantic hallway. I looked around, drinking in the sight of my new home. Old paintings lined the walls and there seemed to be hundreds of doors. I felt bad for whoever had to clean this, imagining them having to clean all these rooms.
We got to a single red door at the end of the hallway. Before opening it, he turned to me.
“This is what I call our ‘Fuck Room.’ I’ll give you a brief rundown of what we’ll be using, how we’ll be using it, and what our schedule will be. We aren’t fucking just yet, that will come soon enough. I want to show you my equipment first. After that, my guy will settle you in.”
He opened the door and I stepped inside. I gasped. This room was huge. It was about the size of my entire hotel floor. Collections of whips and studded belts lined the walls. There was what looked like a closet in the far corner of the room filled with all kinds of outfits. On the other corner was a gigantic, king-sized bed, where I assumed we’d fuck.
He smiled, noticing my shock.
“Yes, it’s a big room isn’t it?” he said, walking to the bed. “As you can see, I’ve been collecting BDSM stuff for a few years now. That bed is where I test out all my female recruits,” he said, pointing to it.
“Y-you’re into BDSM?” I asked. I’d watched som
e porn with BDSM, but I’d never thought it would be something I’d try out.
He nodded.
“Oh yeah. You’ll have to take a little punishment before you can join us officially.”
He must have noticed the startled look on my face. He smiled.
“Don’t worry, I can tell whether or not a girl will like getting punished even if she can’t. And I know you’ll love it. The stuff on the walls is mainly for show. Very rarely will I use one of these,” he said taking a huge, thick cat o’ nine tails off one of the shelves.
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