“Yes sir.” Though her mind was still in a fog, Lindsay remembered where she was and what she was doing. Sammy was a paying customer, and it was her job to provide him a service. He wasn’t here to give her pleasure or offer a breather whenever she needed one. No, it was the other way around. Be a good whore and do what you’re told. Earn your money. Satisfy your customer.
Lindsay was already pumping Sammy’s erection with her right hand as he enveloped her mouth with another soulful, needy kiss. Her techniques were clunky and she lacked proper experience, but Sammy didn’t care. Her mouth tasted like bubblegum and flavored water. Desperate to please, she did her best to return the kiss with equal intensity and emotion.
“Take the condom off, honey, and give me a bareback handjob. You know you’re allowed to do that, right?” Lindsay nodded as he continued, “Yeah, we only need a condom for oral or vaginal sex. Oh, that feels divine. So, so divine. You like that massive dick in your hand, don’t you?” Sammy reached around with both arms and gripped her backside. “Man, I wish Colt allowed anal sex here. I’d blast your ass into next week if he did.”
Danger and desire pelted her in an unforgiving rain. Lindsay rocked against him as she snapped the condom from his dick. She took it back in hand and gave a brisk stroking, her fingers moist from his pre-cum. I need you in my mouth again.
And I’d give you my ass, too, if the house permitted it.
Sammy put his hand on the back of her skull and crushed their lips together. “How long are you going to work here? Is this a long-term thing?” He spoke but was also barraging her with excess kisses. “Oh, goodness gracious, you’re so sexy. Will you be here in September? I was planning on spending three or four days in town.”
“I hope so. I want to work here for as long as I can. I like it.” Lindsay had never been kissed and controlled like this before. I’m being dominated; used like a puppet, even. This is so lit. “And send me an e-mail on the website with your plans of when you’ll be here in September, so I know. Oh my God, that dick feels so huge!” She shuddered and tried to regain her faculties. “I’d love to see you again.”
“You’ll never forget me.” Something in Sammy’s chest twisted and roared. “I’ll always be your first client. And your best.” His eyes crawled into the back of his head. “I’m ready, honey. I wanna fuck you now.”
Without waiting for an acknowledgment, Sammy stood and pulled Lindsay from the bed. His hand drifted down to give her backside a fondling squeeze, followed by a swat. She leapt, her eyes widening all over again, but there was no protest. She must have liked it, right? He gave her another swat, same cheek, just a little sharper, which made her fall into line. “Follow me.” Being subservient and wanting to appease her customer, Lindsay allowed him to guide her elsewhere in the room as she reached back with one hand to caress where he had spanked her.
“Lean down and snag a condom from the box, sweetheart. You can put it on me this time.” He ran his fingers through her golden hair as she again dropped to her knees. “Can you do it with your mouth?”
“Yes sir.” Well, I think I can. Pamela showed me how to do this with a banana yesterday. Lindsay peeled the condom from its wrapper and placed it on the tip of his cock. She pursed her lips tight, lunged forward, and rolled its protective sheath down his length without issue.
“Oh, look at you! You’re a natural! You’ll be winning gold medals in the Hoelympics in no time flat.”
Lindsay giggled. Unable to resist, she dove to take his balls into her mouth. She was becoming lost in this man, this monger, a prisoner to the rush of electrodes that swirled in the pit of her stomach. Her fist stroked up and down beside her face.
“Darlin’, you’re remarkable with that mouth, but I want to fuck you now.” Sammy sounded menacing with a deep, demanding growl, and tossed his head back in an ardent response. “I’m the customer, remember? Do as I say.”
Ecstasy awaited, coiling.
Lindsay again stumbled over her feet as he helped her back up. He guided her to the study desk and knocked on the hard oakwood with his knuckles. “But first, I want to admire you. Can you bend over, put both hands there, and keep a grip for me? I want to have another look at your cunt and anus before I fuck you.”
A puppy-like whine emerged from deep within Lindsay’s chest. Overcome with horrible, shameful humiliation, she closed her eyes. No, this certainly wasn’t Tuesday night mass at Sacred Heart. He’s treating me like a porno slut! Regardless, Lindsay leaned over the desk and grasped its far edge with trembling hands.
Oh God. I feel so exposed. Countless reasons to refuse scrolled through her mind. My family. What would my family think if they knew what I was doing? Fucking… for money? What about poor old Grandma? Her chest heaved to the point that she groaned with each new breath. She’s sick! It would… it would…
Lindsay laid her cheek on the hard surface, jutted her ass high, kept her eyes closed, and staved off the tears.
Go on. Give it to me.
“Yeah, that’s a good girl. What a position for you, huh?” Sammy drew in a sharp breath as impatient need stabbed him and demanded he slam inside her. “Leaning over like a teenaged bitch in heat. Such a fine, fine cunt; pure perfection, and I know that ass of yours would be tighter than all Hell.”
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Ice crept up her spine.
“I’m gonna have to tip you once we’re done.” Sammy latched on to her hips and prepared his dick for entrance. “I’m certain I have a Visa gift card or two in my wallet.”
A hot flush stained Lindsay’s cheeks.
Bent over the desk, her body now quivered as she thrust her ass back into his pelvis. Sammy took another deep breath and Lindsay glanced back over her shoulder. Her expression tightened and she mewed once they were joined. Sammy spread Lindsay’s asscheeks and pushed harder. The eager well of her pussy gripped and accepted his cock with a delicious suction.
“Oh, baby. Oh, that’s so good.”
“Yes, yes, I agree.” Lindsay was squealing, her face showing how intent she was to satisfy him. That gargantuan dick feels like it’s going to rip me in two!
His strokes were gentle to start. Sammy luxuriated in the feel of her cervix before pulling back for another thrust. The sight of her bare, defenseless body had him in seventh heaven. Lindsay continued to glance over her shoulder and their eyes stayed connected as she gasped for oxygen. Tears broke through, anyway, and trickled down her cheeks. “Sir! Oh God, sir. Oh God. That… it feels so good.”
Sammy’s fingers dug deeper into her delicate flesh. “Here we go, darlin’. I hope you’re ready.” Her breasts jiggled and swayed as he increased the rhythm.
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