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By:Natalie Deschain


“You’re still wet, slut,” she said, breaking from the not-kiss.

I whimpered.

“I own you now, understand? I have a whole album of you sucking my worthless husband’s shriveled dick.”

“It’s not-“

“Don’t correct me. I’m going to tell you what you’re going to do, and you will do exactly as I say, is that clear?”

I weighed my options. “Yes,” I said, looking down.

“When you go back there you’re going to go on like we never met. He eats you out, you suck him off, use your hands, whatever, but you do not have permission to fuck my husband. Understand?”

I didn’t understand, but I nodded anyway.

“What is this?”

“This is revenge, and you’re going to help me. Have you ever been fucked before?”

I shook my head.

“You’re not the first, you know that. The others have all gone. He likes to get his dick wet in virgins. I guess I’m not good enough for him anymore.” There was an edge in her voice that made my heart twist.

“I”m sorry,” I whimpered.

“You? You don’t need to be sorry. You don’t know what you’re doing. Sex is just a thing to you little sluts, you don’t appreciate what it means. I’m going to teach you. Like I said, you’re going to do exactly what I say.”

She put her hand between my legs again and rubbed me hard through my pants.

“Exactly what I say.”

She told me her plan.





***





I was scheduled to close with him. That meant an hour alone. Brad came up behind me as I shut down the drive-thru window and slid his hands up under me, rubbing my ass. I pushed back against him. He didn’t ask me any questions and I didn’t volunteer any information. I just sucked his dick the last two nights, like I had all week. Tonight would be different. Tonight we could carry out the plan. He started to push my pants down and I stopped him, catching his wrists.

“Brad,” I whimpered, as seductively as I could. “I can’t wait anymore. I need you so bad.”

“I thought you’d say that,” he said.

He ground against me, nudging his hardon into my ass. I could feel him through his pants. I still felt a thrill shoot up my legs, but it was different now. I rocked back against him and ground his cock into my butt. He slapped my ass with both hands.

“You have the best ass,” he said.

“Tell me,” I said. I wriggled my hips.

“I want to fuck you so bad. I want you on top so I can watch your ass cheeks clap while you bounce up and down.”

“Bounce? I’m not sure…” I trailed off. “Won’t it hurt? I’ve never done it before.”

He slid his arms around me and pinched my nipples through my shirt. I let out a little squeak. He nipped at my earlobe with his teeth and I felt a stir of heat between my legs. I still wanted him, but I wanted what was coming almost as much.

“Hey,” I whispered, grasping his hands. I rubbed them on my chest. “I got us a hotel room.”

He pulled back. “What?”

I had to reel him in. “Your wife is out of town, right?”

“Yeah, business trip. How did you know?”

“You told Tom about it.” Tom was the day manager.

“Oh, right. Yeah. You sure about this?”

“Yeah. I was thinking…” I trailed off and bit my lip for a second. “I got some stuff so maybe you could, um, in my butt.”

“You want me to fuck your big ass, huh? Say it.”

“I want you to fuck my ass.”

“Let’s go. We’ll take my car. Come on, get this shithole cleaned up.”

He slapped me on the rump and, of course, left me to do all the work. I realized what a louse he was, now. I did all the work and then blew him for the privilege. Not to say I didn’t want to, but he was taking advantage of me. His wife was right. Once I had everything put away and cleaned up and he finished his paperwork, I stepped outside and he locked up. He pulled his car around and I got in. I didn’t have to act the part of the nervous virgin, it was genuine. I was going to lose my virginity tonight, that I knew. I kept quiet and gave him simple directions as we drove, until we pulled up to the motel. I had the key in my pocket and I went to the door. I motioned for him to go inside first, then pulled the door shut behind us. He reached for the light.

“No,” I whispered, “leave it off.”

“Oh. Okay, then.”

He turned around and started feeling me up over my clothes. I let his hands roam as I undid his belt. I saw his wife coming up behind him. Vera had the handcuffs, like she said she would. She waited, and then I slipped out of his grasp and she shoved him into the door. I threw my weight on him too and helped hold him as she got the cuffs on him. We dragged him back through the room and into the arm chair by the bed and Vera shoved a balled up pair of underwear in his mouth. Then I clicked on the light.