"This is Derek, he owns this place, he's been kind enough to grant you an interview so let's go back to his office and you can show us how sorry you are for what you did to Lisa, shall we?"
Julie didn't like the sound of that but as Louise had alluded to, she had little or no say in the matter so she just got up and trailed behind the other two into a smoky office at the back of the club. As Derek closed the door behind them the banging music faded down to a much more pleasurable decibel and Derek sat behind a large wooden desk while Louise took the one seat across from him, leaving Julie standing awkwardly beside her.
It was Derek that spoke as he lit a cigar and puffed smoke into the air.
"Get a lot of girls in here I do, and you know what I tell all of them? No? Well I'll tell you. I tell them that the hardest punter they've got impress is me. They want to get up on one of my stages and strip for cash and they have to impress me first, so little lady, let's see what you've got, shall we?"
Julie had suspected as much, that Louise was setting her up to have to become a stripper. That was bad enough (though Julie was an exhibitionist by nature) but the prospect of stripping for this fat pervert certainly didn't amuse her. But yet again one glance at Louise reminded Julie of her penance and her guilt kicked in. Reluctantly Julie peeled off her shirt and her skirt and stood naked across the desk from Derek.
He stared at her intently. Which seemed to make the blonde uncomfortable, which he liked. She was a good looking young woman but by no means the sexiest bitch Derek had 'interviewed' in this office. But most of the others had been either eager or desperate and there was something infinitely more arousing to the old misogynist about someone standing before him that really didn't want to be there. He took a long, lingering puff on his cigar, blew the smoke across the desk at Julie and continued to appraise her body before finally speaking.
"Tell you what darling, my eye sights not what it used to be, must be too much playing with myself, eh? Ha! Why don't you come round here and I can better inspect the goods, eh? See if you cut the mustard."
He made Julie's skin crawl, he was such a creep. His voice dripped of insincerity and ill disguised menace. Julie felt like an animal at a cattle market or a slave in Roman days, but she guessed, that was what Louise had wanted her to feel. She had to force her feet to move to walk around slowly and stand beside Derek's leather back chair. He dropped his cigar into a large ashtray and got to his feet and started to slowly circle Julie, examining her closely, staring at her legs, peered at the tattoo stamped just above her ass crack, leering at her pussy and her tits. She flinched as he ran his fingers into her hair and smelled it.
"Yeah, you'll do. Still there's one other thing girls have to do to get a job here darling, know what that is?"
Julie could guess alright and she stared across the desk at Louise and tried to make one last appeal to the controlling blonde but could see it was hopeless. She did though manage to shake her head. Whether it was a no that she didn't know or a no she didn't want this to happen no one would ever know. Derek wrapped the rest of his fist into Julie's blonde hair and roughly pulled her near to his mouth and his foul breath invaded her senses as he hissed the answer.
"They bend over this desk and take it in the ass. So bend over girlie!"
Julie felt like she was in a trance as she allowed him to push her towards the large desk by her head and then bent her over it. He kicked her feet apart and spat on her ass crack and casually used his fingers to rub his saliva over her asshole. Julie moaned and again was stuck by the feeling that she deserved this horrible treatment for her infidelity but at the same time she did not want this, not from this disgusting specimen of a man. She jumped at the sudden, harsh sound of his zipper being jerked open and dropped her forehead to the cool wood of the top of the desk as she felt the slimy touch of his stiff cock press against her ass cheeks.
Derek looked over at Louise, who was coolly sipping her drink and viewing proceedings with detached disdain.
"Had one of them blue pills before you lot came, think the bitch will appreciate it?"
"Oh I'm sure she will Derek, I'm sure she will."
Julie felt his full weight press against her from behind, pining her to the desk and with some adjustment she had the tip of his fat cock lined up with her tight asshole. With a grunt and a shove he was sliding into her and once in he pulled back only to slam forward again. Then he reached over, picked up his cigar and began to fuck Julie while puffing contentedly on his Cuban. Julie had rarely welt so worthless and abused but when she lifted her head and stared at Louise she got no comfort. Her 'handler' was glaring at her with hatred and pleasure in her eyes, she was obviously enjoying Julie's humiliation.
Derek pumped her like that, across his desk for nearly twenty minutes. He was slow but hard in his thrusts into her and every so often he would grunt or make some derogatory, sexist comment across to Louise. But as it became obvious he was nearing the point of climax he suddenly pulled out of Julie's arsehole and waddled around his desk and thrust his dick into the surprised Julie's mouth. The smell and taste were awful and he held her head so that the full length of his dick was jammed in the blonde's throat before it started to throb and spasm and then began to spray wave after wave of watery cum deep into Julie's throat.
When he was done he wiped the last of his cum on her red lips and quickly zipped up his trousers and walked back around the desk and resumed his cigar.
"Yeah babe, the bitch can have the gig, she's got a decent enough body that the punters will like. Her tits are a bit girl next door but we can pair her with one of our livelier girls for a show so we can make use of her. Bring her back this time next week, make sure her hairs been dyed and her tan is full by then, OK?"
Louise listened and nodded and waited as a subdued and degraded Julie got dressed again. They exited through the Club and as it was a bit busier they stopped to watch some of the dancers in various states of undress. Louise stopped and pointed to a couple of blondes putting on a naked lesbian show and said.
"Just think, that'll be you this time next week. And guess what as a surprise I'm going to be contacting a few old friends through Facebook just so you'll have plenty of familiar faces to see your debut. I might even convince your sister to come along, think that would help your case with her?"
The End.
Caught Short In The Rain
The bus stopped for what seemed like the fiftieth time in the last hour. The driver was yelling something over the incessant racket of horns beeping and police cars wailing. I glanced down at my iPhone apparently a lorry had crunched into a black cab and there was at least one fatality. Sigh. It was going to be a long journey home.
I looked out the window to see rain starting to fall. Great. That was all I needed. Well this bus wasn't going anywhere so might as well walk. I trudged off the bus with the shouts of pissed off passengers raining down on the driver. It wasn't his fault but I couldn't be asked to get involved. It had been a long day and all I wanted was to lie down and watch some crappy Seagal movie on Channel Five.
I bowed my head as the rain became heavier, driving into my face. The roads were mayhem, screeching tyres and a cacophony of angry horns. I turned off the main road and quickened my pace. It would take at least an hour. Fuck! Why did everything have to fuck up when it was raining? Always after a shit day at work the bus would stuff up. I was so busy cursing my luck I didn't even see the woman calling me from across the road.
"Hello Bastian! Bastian!"
I registered. I turned squinting through the torrential sheets of rain and made out a vaguely recognisable face. I jogged over the street.
"Oh hey Kate how are you?"
"I'm ok. I didn't know you lived around here?"
"I don't the bus broke down"
"Oh that's terrible."
We hovered for a few more moments getting wetter and wetter.
"Well I should be going nice to see you Kate"
"Yes. Ok. Well."
I tur
ned away and began to walk.
"Bastian!"
I turned back.
"Yes?"
"It's horrendous out here would you like to come in and wait for it calm down?"
"Really? That would be great"
I hurried over and followed her into a whitewashed three floor house with large windows. Kate closed the door behind her and stamped her feet. I ran my hand through my dripping brown hair letting water gush down my face.
"It's mad out there!"
"Here let me help you with that"
Kate grabbed my coat and shoes and shook them.
"Here come with me it's warmer in the lounge"
I followed her into a spacious lounge that consisted of a small sofa and little else. Baffling. People with space never know how to use it. She placed my coat and shoes next to the radiator. It didn't seem to be on though because the room was freezing.
"Is it turned on?"
She crouched down and flicked a switch.
"I thought it was on"
Well it clearly wasn't.
"Could we go somewhere a little warmer?"
"Oh. Yes. Of course."
She led the way upstairs and took her in for the first time. I knew Kate from the gym. We occasionally chatted but I knew very little about her. She was in her mid forties but she was always at the gym so she was in great shape. She was small (5ft 3" or so) and kept her reddish hair loose down to her neck. Her face was a little squashed, a flattish nose and a cute heart shaped mouth.
As we stepped into another room - thankfully it was warm - I noticed her nipples were showing through her rain soaked black sleeveless top. It hung a little off her skin revealing the top of her breasts. She hadn't noticed me staring. I watched her as she fretted nervously around the room rearranging cushions and chairs. I enjoyed watching her bend over though, her red skirt rising slightly to reveal a glimpse of her toned thigh. I leant down pretending to pick something up off the floor and curved my head, I gasped she was wearing nothing underneath: she had a lovely tight ass. She turned around and I quickly stood up.
"Could I use the bathroom just to dry off a bit?"
"Sure. It's down the hallway."
I tousled my hair and unbuttoned my shirt placing it on the heated rail. The whole bathroom was marble with a massive mirror located above a substantial ivory surface. In the corner was on of those power showers. The room stank of money. I unbuckled my trousers and put them on top of my shirt leaving me in a pair of tight Calvin Klein boxers. I noticed a slight raise in the mirror reflection. Kate wearing no underwear and clearly no bra and she invited me in to her house when she was home alone.
After such a shit day why not? Fuck it. Sometimes you just get an opportunity and you fucking take it. I felt my boxers expand in appreciation.
"Hello Bastian do you need any towels in there?"
"Yeah that would be great actually Kate"
She twisted the knob and walked in. She jumped a little in shock.
"Oh sorry Kate I was just trying to get my clothes dry I should have warned you, sorry"
"No don't apologise I should have asked before I came in"
She moved over to the cupboard and reached for the towels that lay on the top shelf. As she strained to reach, her skirt rose up revealing the perfect curve of ass cheek. My boxers stretched in anticipation. I moved over to her and extended my arm to help her carefully making sure to let my boxers grind up against her ass.
"Thanks Bastian I don't know why my husband always puts them so high - - Oh!"
She had noticed my cock pressing into her firm ass. I grinded up closer lifting her skirt as I did so.
"Oh! Bastian what are - -"
I jammed my fingers underneath her skirt and sank them into her moist pussy. Her hand dropped from the cupboard in surprise and crashed against the heated rail.
"I – What - -"
Her eyes bulged in shock as I ripped her top off grasping her firm tits in my mouth. I flickered my tongue over the hardening nipples and jammed my finger further up her pussy. Her shock had turned into stutters of ecstasy her nails driving so deep into my flesh they drew blood.
I picked her up and mounted her onto the marble surface driving her legs apart and dove into ravish her gloriously soaking pussy. I thought she was having heart palpitations because she kept yelping, her breath was irregular and her nails were bloody painful but I kept ravishing every last drop of juice leaking from her ridiculously gorgeous pussy. At the same time my hands squeezed her breasts exerting more pressure every time she yelped.
"Ooohhhhh!"
Her husband was going to get quite a welcome from his wife tonight. She was squirting out fountains into my face now, she had been in dire need of a good seeing too by the looks of it. Well it wasn't over yet. I lifted her off the surface and pushed her into the shower ripping my boxers and her skirt off. She slipped onto the floor as she kicked her skirt off.
She quickly sat up and turned round, her mouth open in shock. My rock hard cock plunged straight in taking her completely unawares. She fell backward, I grabbed her head before it hit the wall.
"Careful Kate! Don't conk out on me now"
She didn't have time to respond. My cock pushed her cheeks wide exploring every crevice of her mouth. She takes a few seconds to react but finally starts to move onto it sucking me deep into her throat. I pushed her head deeper and deeper until I heard her gag and let go. She dived back on taking me back so far I saw her eyes water. She was fucking great at sucking cock. I was stunned. Appearances were certainly deceiving. I imagined she had waited for this for some time and I was the lucky bastard. She gagged again coughing a little but kept on going slurping my hot dripping pipe.
"Look at me Kate I want to see those eyes"
She raised those bulging eyes displaying a mixture of shock and delight. She moved slower now slurping the running fluids of my steaming cock. I touched her head and she removed my cock from her mouth strands of sticky fluid hanging from her lips. She waited for my instructions. I pulled her up and turned her to face the wall.
"Have you ever been fucked up the ass?"
"No of course not! I - - "
"There's always a first time for everything"
I gripped her ass cheeks and spread them her crack not much bigger than a plughole. It was time to be plugged hard. My cock was soaking no need for lube. I grasped her tits and bent her over. Her hands gripped the shower dial, she was scared shitless.
"Kate if you don't like it just shout out ok?"
"Ok" she whispered.
I manoeuvred my cock into position and plunged into her warm wonderfully tight ass. She let out a yelp of pain and her hand gripped the shower dial harder. I went in again and her hand relaxed a little.
"Is it ok Kate"
"Yes keep going! It's quite nice actually"
I smiled. Nice. She was begging for more. I drilled in and out faster her cheeks shuddering as my cock thundered in. I squeezed her trembling tits in my hands letting the warm flesh sink into my palms as I steered my vessel pounding into her cute body. This woman could take a cock that was for sure, I pounded away sending spasms down her back until she finally let out a wail and I exited as I had came in – sucking my plunger out with a pop.
She dug her nails into the wall and keeled over panting. I brought my right hand down and spanked her ass savouring her scream of pleasure.
"You like that don't you?"
She moaned in reply. I spanked her left cheek shuddering her body into more spasms. Her ass was red raw but she urged for more and more. The woman was fucking crazy. Hot urine was streaming down her thighs and her moans had turned into a crazed howl. I grabbed her hair and pushed her down to her knees. Her face was wet with tears.
"Hey Kate are you alright?"
"Come on! Please! I want you to cum all over my face!"
Well ok then honey! My cock responded by shooting a stream of spunk into her mouth, she swallowed greedily. I had created some kind of monster. I
fired off a canister of boiling cum into the air splattering her red hair.
"Condition me!"
What the fuck was wrong with this woman?! I flicked the shower on and drowned her in a plume of hot watery cum. She drank it in diving onto the linoleum to lick the drops she missed. She darted her upwards and gave me a demonic grin.
"I want more! Come on fuck my cunt make me scream! Fuck me in my ear, my mouth, my ass anywhere please!"
Shit! This was what happened when you starved people of what they needed. Well this wasn't my problem I needed to get out and quickly. I grabbed my trousers and shirt and rushed out the bathroom locking the screaming witch in her filth. I ran downstairs and hurled the front door open and smashed straight into a balding man holding a briefcase. Shit! It was her husband!
The End.
Thanksgiving Study Session
The week of Thanksgiving is often a stressful time for most college students. Often the library is filled with anxious students writing multiple page term papers or studying for pending finals. Such was the case for Nikki Randall. The five foot three inch, blue-eyed blonde had seven major papers due the week after Thanksgiving that she needed to finish and found the library to be more quiet and calm then at home, even though she lived alone. She found at home she'd be tempted to clean the house, wash the dishes, do the laundry, or anything else to keep her away from her laptop. Here, it was just hundreds of other college students frantically trying to finish papers on their laptops.
On Wednesday, her class let out early and she found her favorite cubicle on the fourth floor, hidden behind a stack of books. She set herself up with her laptop, her headphones plugged into her iPod, and papers scattered as she wrote up her reports and essays. At 8:30 p.m., she wandered downstairs and bought herself a candy bar and a soda. She ate the candy bar on the elevator and drank the soda as she typed. About 10:45 p.m., she fell asleep over her laptop keyboard.
Sometime after midnight, a small spacecraft landed on the roof of the library. The tentacle creature slithered out and through the roof access stairs, entered the library. It wandered the fifth floor, scanning the books for understanding of this world, when it picked up the presence of a life form on the floor below.
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