Adam shut the door behind him. His eyes scanned the woman on the bed and he could smell the scent of sex that rolled in the air. He smirked and walked over to the hotel dresser, pulled off his belt and slipped his gun from the holster, checked the safety and then opened the drawer where he placed it. He'd also brought a small case, that too was placed on the dresser, its contents not needed yet. The young cunt was watching him, he knew it. She was hot, wet, and horny just like he'd told her to be. He turned back to her and smirked.
"Get off the bed and on your hands and knees," Adam Dixon commanded.
Katie's eyes grew wide with curiosity, but she slipped off the come-covered blankets and onto her hands and knees. He was a big man, she thought to herself as she looked up at him from this angle. Her eyes took in every inch of his frame and she found herself thankful he was willing to fuck her instead of sending her to the cops, where she'd probably be put in a cell overnight with a bunch of female chics that would screw her. She'd not played with women before and really had no desire to start.
Adam smirked and moved over to the bed. "You came hard didn't you slut?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said. She watched him sit down and she wondered what was next. He'd said something about her being his pet, and she had a vague idea what that meant, but something told her she wasn't going to have time to understand it all, not that it mattered to her. She was doing this only because of the shoplifting incident at the jewelers.
Without warning Adam was off the bed and her hair was in his hand; she was pulled back to the bed. He sat down and she was forced between his legs.
"What the fuck?" she hissed at him, the sting in her scalp brought tears to her eyes. Katie watched his face come closer to hers and she smelled the coffee and hint of brandy that he'd splashed in it. "Ow " she growled out, her hand came up to try and tug her hair free, but she could tell it wasn't happening.
"Sir. It's Yes, Sir... when Jill gets here its Yes, Mistress. Now take off my shoes and socks." He released her hair and watched her glare back at him.
"I didn't agree to fuck that bitch," she muttered.
"It doesn't matter. You stole from her store. You fucked up. You should have known better. You want to back out, go for it. I'll call my friend down at the station and let him know not only do I have a shoplifter, but a prostitute that solicited an officer." He cocked a brow at her and watched her slink back in submission.
Katie felt her rage boil and the thought of fucking the bitch from the jewelry store filled her with hate. "I don't mind playing your pet, but that other one. . ." she said nothing else. She'd deal with it when the time came. Right now she was a willing participate in the upcoming activities.
She moved her hands over his shoes, released the thin cords and untied them both. She slipped them free and then pulled off the black socks. Her fingers pushed the socks into the shoes and she moved them to the side of the bed. Katie then sat back on her knees and waited.
Adam stood up and looked down on her. She was a small thing. Her pussy was going to be tight and the thought only added to the pleasure that was filling his veins. "Undress me and be quick and then you need to relieve this tension."
Her pussy clenched tight with anticipation and she reached up to release the button on his pants and then the zipper. Her lips trembled in lust for the cock hidden from her. She'd tasted him earlier and the idea of tasting him again thrilled her. She pushed his pants down and when he stepped free of them, she was quickly removing his boxers. His cock jerked toward her and she grabbed it.
He watched her nuzzle his pubic hairs and then she stopped. "Come on slut, I know its not to big for you. You fucked it earlier."
"I washed it when I left, you jer," she stopped. "Sir. I washed it clean, but it smells like sex. You fucked that cunt after me, didn't you?" Katie hissed.
Adam laughed. "Yes and she cleaned me to, but before I left for the day I fucked her again, seems I need washed again." He said nothing else, just pushed his cock to her lips and waited patiently.
"Fuck it," she muttered. Katie opened her mouth and began to deep throat him quickly, not bothering to wait for his instructions. She pushed back the idea of him having that woman before he came to her, but she was with him now and that was what mattered. She'd show him she was more then enough to keep him busy, by the time the other slut showed up, she'd have him exhausted.
Adam grabbed her head with both hands and plowed into her. He guided her mouth up and down his cock and then he lifted her off and pushed her to his balls. He laid back on the bed and while she sucked his testicles, he stroked his cock. Together they worked his member. Eventually he released himself and ordered her to take his shaft again. She did.
Her tongue stroked up and down the heated flesh. She rolled her lips over the head and then back down again. Her juices flowed thick down her thighs and the room was freshened with the scent of arousal, this time male and female. "Ohhh, fuck..." Adam growled and sat up.
Katie was caught off guard by his movement, and fell back to her knees. She wasn't surprised for long though. She gazed up and saw that his cock was in his hand and was pointing right at her. Her mouth opened wide and as he shot his seed over her waiting mouth she pushed a finger into her pussy.
Adam grabbed her head and held her still as he covered her face and then her chest with his come. Once he was empty, he slapped her face with his softening member and then pulled her to her feet. "In the bathroom, slut," he moaned. His pulse was racing.
Katie licked her lips as she made her way to the bathroom. She paused when she heard the sound of Adam picking up his belt from the dresser. She shivered in excitement as his seeds ran down her face and dripped over her chest. Once in the bathroom, she waited for him.
It wasn't long and her hands were in the loop of the belt which was secured to the rod of the shower. Her legs were pressed to the side of the tub and when she looked up to Adam, she was breathing hard and fast. The come on her face was drying and she smiled up at him. "Now what?"
"I tell you the rules... then we see if you can follow them."
She smirked. "I've done good so far haven't I?" she asked.
He slapped her thigh. "Sir," he told her.
She glanced at him somewhat confused. "I've done good so far, haven't I, Sir?" she repeated as if questioning if she'd addressed him correctly.
Adam nodded his head and licked her pussy.
"Ohhh.." she moaned.
"Now, how old are you?" he asked.
"Twenty-two," she told him. He slapped her thigh and then quickly he followed it with a second smack. "What the fuck,"she hissed. The sting wasn't one she liked.
"The truth," he told her. "How old are you?"
"Twenty-two " she insisted, but she knew he was going to slap her again and he did. This time though he slapped her breast. "Eighteen " she yelled. "I'm Eighteen you ass." She was hit again, this time though she knew it was because she'd called him an ass. She felt the trickle of a tear, but refused to let it fall.
"The truth always or you'll be punished," Adam told her.
She nodded her head. "Yes, Sir."
