I find trapped as i sell myself to help keep the family business afloat...and wow the business I get into!
Veronica had wanted me to come to her house, and she let me right in. Rather than loving though, she was, if anything, cold. It was making me start to see her as she really was. “Billy, yes, right this way.” She said, as she led me through the house. “we’re heading to my office in the back. When you get there, be a good man and strip.”
“Veronica, I’m not sure if I want to.” I replied. Veronica was a gorgeous woman to be sure, but I didn’t care for being treated like an object. I was torn though, because Veronica was wearing a single piece dress that while intended for work, hugged her curves and stopped not very far below her hips.
“Look Billy,” Veronica said, as we entered the office, “It’s time you came to some hard realities. You started with me to help your mom, and you are doing great. My understanding is that her sales are holding but not doing better. Conversely, the ladies that you have ‘visited’ are enjoying you very much. So as long as you keep my clientele satisfied, I see no reason to reinstate rent on your mother’s business.” As she said this, Veronica began unbuttoning my shirt.
“So I’m selling myself, to help my mom.” I said as I took hold of her hands.
“Exactly.” She replied. “Billy you can stop right now, & I’ll reinstate rent, and the business will fold.” Veronica said it coldly and matter-of-factly, “But let’s not do that. That’s cruel, and I don’t want to be cruel and watch your family lose everything.” Veronica gave my cock a squeeze thru my pants and said, “Come on Billy, just go with the flow. Michelle Hwa asked me to give you double your cut. Now be a dear and get undressed. I have a virtual meeting & I need you in position first, and my patience is waning.”
She was right. That good looking bitch had me, so I did the only thing I could do at the moment; I undressed, though I kept my underwear. Veronica had me lay on my back on what amounted to a long ottoman. It seemed almost purpose-built. “Now Billy, you are to remain quiet during this zoom meeting, I have some business to discuss.”
As she said that, Veronica began pulling up her form-fitting dress, to reveal she had no panties. “I hate these things, and that’s why you’re here, you’re going to be my distraction.” The dress was such that you really couldn’t tell Veronica was naked from the waist down. Inserting her earpiece while holding her tablet, she straddled me, said “Shhh….” And as she signed into her zoom meeting, Veronica Sams groaned quietly as she sat on my face.
The ottoman’s padding was such that my head presented at just the right angle for Veronica to sit on her knees and in turn ride my face. With her thighs clamped around me, I was not able to hear everything, but she was discussing income in areas like rent, sales, etc. It was hard to concentrate too because Veronica Sam’s pussy tasted exceptionally good! She was moving on me in a slow rhythm, but they apparently took a break or something, because she set the tablet down and said “Crap Billy, you’re incredible!” and her things began moving faster, then she shuddered hard, and stopped, stepping off of me.
“Yes, Mmm-Hmm...I’m here, just stepped out for a brisk walk.” She said. Crouching beside me, she gave me a quick peck on my juice covered lips, mouthed the word ‘Quiet’, and Veronica mounted me again, this time facing my feet. This time, I could hear her again discussing various incomes, but now she began to fondle my cock. “Yes, I – (She started to again move her hips on my face) I’m thinking that we can just go with this in c-closing – (She continued to jack my dick) I think that’s going to…umm. Work. Yeah….”
The MOMENT Veronica was off the meeting she began riding my face vigorously. She was bowing her back now and rubbing her pussy on my face very fast, and she took my cock full into her mouth. I could feel her trying to deep throat me, but it didn’t work too well with her hip thrusting. She hummed out “MMMPH!”, her hips bean jerking as she spat out my cock and yelled “Dammit Billy…she began pumping her hips furiously…DAMMIT - AHHH!” then she shook and convulsed on top of me for a solid 10 seconds, before climbing off, panting heavily. Oddly, she then acted as though nothing had happened.
We both got dressed, and Veronica handed me more than $500 in cash, and an envelope. “The envelope Is for a client. For this person we must remain very discreet, and again is something, shall we say, ‘special.’ Some details are there. The cash is both a tip from Mrs. Hwa, and me for what you just did. Keep up the good work Billy. Now go home and shower, because that envelope is for tonight.” At the door she gave my tush a squeeze and said, “You just remember, keep those clients happy, and you need not worry about mother’s business. OK?” and with a peck on the cheek, she ushered me out the door. I felt totally used.
***
The card had the address of a lady named Marlena. She was in her late 30’s, & a noted realtor in the area. Marlena’s house was tucked off the main highway that led thru this area. It was a nice spacious place. When Marlena came to the door she was blushing and already looked embarrassed. I smiled and walked into her living room. Marlena was a very attractive Hispanic lady. The card had said Marlena had a bit of a fetish where she likes to be dominated by a man, and she was apparently feeling intimidated, looking at the floor and barely speaking loud enough for me to hear her. So I told her in a strong commanding voice, “You know why I’m here?”
In a quiet almost meek manner, “yes”
“So go upstairs and change into something sexier, what you’re wearing does not suit me.” She just stood there not moving. “I know you heard me. Now move unless you want punishment.”
This got her attention. She looked at me and started to smile before rushing upstairs. I waited in her living room for a few minutes for her to return. She came back down in black lingerie; she had a black lacy bra with matching thong panties, black stockings, a garter and high heels. She looked like a porn star. She was about my same height but her heels made her tower over me, they also made her large ass sit perfectly on her legs and jiggle when she walked. I could not wait to make that ass jiggle from humping. Her breasts were large and her body curvaceous, and it made my dick super-hard.
“Now don’t you feel more comfortable in that outfit?”
“Yes. Yes-Sir” she said.
“I’m here because you hired me, but now that I am here, I am in complete control. Say it”
“Y-you are in complete control.” Marlena answered in a sultry voice.
“You are my sex slave and as thus will obey me completely without question. I am your Master. Say it”
“Yes M-Master.” She kind of mumbled
“Yes what!?”
“Yes Master.” This time it was louder, and there was a gleam in her eye.
I had never been called master by a woman before, but I liked it. It made me feel in control. I wondered what it would feel like to really control her. “Slave come here, and kneel.” She obeyed every command and her shy little smile was now a huge grin. “Do you want to make your Master happy?”
“Yes master, I want to make you happy.”
“Good, now take out my dick and suck it.”
Without missing a beat she unzipped my fly and produced my rock-hard cock. The moment she freed it she opened her mouth and swallowed almost half of it instantly. Sad to say she was not that great of a cocksucker. But she loved it when I gave her commands on how I wanted it. ‘Take it deeper,’ ‘jack it off,’ ‘lick my balls.’ Once I gave her a command she obeyed it. After a few minutes I got tired of her sloppy BJ and told her to stop. “Face down, & stick your ass in the air.”
Once more she obeyed without question or delay. I rubbed her ass and said “This is how a good slave presents herself. You remember that.” She looked back at me, smiling, and nodded. In a harder voice “Marlena, Did you pay for sex?” she looked over her shoulder scared at what I asked. I didn’t like the delay in answering so I gave her ass a good SMACK! She jumped with surprise, not pain, when my hand made contact. Her smile reappeared , along with a red hand print on her ass.
“You didn’t answer my question.” SMACK!, a little harder, but this one she was expecting. “Did you pay for sex?”
“Yes.” Another, this one harder – SMACK!. “Yes Master!”
“That’s right. You did pay.” SMACK. “That makes you a bad girl. Do you know what I do to bad girls?” SMACK!
Marlena made grunts at each hit, so she surely felt them. Now she shook her head at the question. - SMACK! “They get punished.” SMACK!, again, and she winced this time, and held the emotion for a moment
“Thank you master, I need to be punished.” SMACK!, “Ah! She called out. Master…it hurts.” She said meekly
Marlena gasped as I drew my hand back sharply…but then I took my nails and scratched from her thighs up her ass, leaving four red lines up her curvaceous ass. Her mouth just opened as if she was either taking in a deep breath or screaming. Not knowing which way the air should go she just had her mouth open not breathing. “Do you like that?”
Marlena shuddered, then found her breath again, “Oh God yes master.” So I did it again, and again she loved it. One more much less intense Smack on her ass, just for good measure.
I was really enjoying the role; I had seen this in porn, but wow was it fun. My dick was pure steel and itching to be used. “Has this slave been punished enough or should I give it more?”
“I always want to please my Master.” Marlena replied.
“Good. I really think you deserve much more, but my dick wants to feel some pleasure. I think I’ll use my slave now.”
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