It took several minutes to catch my breath. The very thought of what just happened to me, it was overwhelming. I knew I had an inner slut that could propel me to do some unimaginable things, like when my master, before he was my master and just my boyfriend, sodomized me in the parking garage stairwell to the Towson Movie Theatre when I was only 20. Or when I sucked his cock behind a refreshment stand at Busch Gardens in Virginia. Or when I masturbated with a friend's contact lenses solution bottle (unknown to her!) at the library where I work while Master listened on his cell phone. But this was beyond my wildest imaginings.
I had just been raped by a monster of a black man, in a seedy, filthy little peep show on Rt. 40, and even more amazing, I was PROUD OF IT! Master said no sex, but it's not like I had any choice in it. I was proud of the fact that I put myself out there, for my master, for his honor, and his trust. I took the chance, and in my mind, proved my worth. I wanted to call him right then and there, but knew he wouldn't take my call. He was insistent: don't bother contacting him until I had sucked and swallowed the cum of ten cocks, PERIOD.
So back to work it was. I had done two, and had eight more to go. My mouth wasn't even tired yet by any means, although the cock that just fucked me clearly left some damage to my pussy. It ached like hell. I was loving it! Master once called me a pain slut. I didn't know what that meant until he threatened to fuck me without slapping my face or tits. Then I understood! The pain was as necessary to me being fucked as an orgasm. In fact, I'm not sure I could have a vaginal orgasm if not being hit while being fucked. That's probably why I prefer anal sex, the pain is automatic!
But I digress. Collecting myself, smoothing my long skirt down, straightening my blouse, teasing my hair back to style, I was ready. Standing up, I slowly unlocked the door, inching it open and looking out. There were five guys crowded around my door, clearly waiting for whatever this woman invading their private space did next. I assumed the two lucky guys, #1 and walrus man, had informed the other patrons of me and my mouth, but who really knew what they were thinking.
I excused myself, pushing past them. At least three guys took a cheap feel of my ass cheeks, and I prayed no one would ask me a question, as the only answer I could give would lead to who-knows-what right there in the hallway. I'm a mom, and a professional librarian, I couldn't risk getting arrested. My life would be over. Well, my normal "vanilla" life anyway. I was lucky, not a word was uttered. I'm not sure what I was planning on doing, but I wanted to look around and see what the rest of the video arcade had to offer. What I really wanted was a glory hole. I figured with a GH, I could control the situation much better. No chance of being raped again. My cunt couldn't have handled it!
About half or so of the little booths had their doors shut, but even most of those didn't have the little indicator light on above the door. I glanced in two or three of them, and saw no hole. But I couldn't see around the door. I wasn't quite so brazen as to actually look around the ajar door, as I could feel a dozen pairs of eyes burning my clothes off as it was. Finally, I found what I was looking for! A glory hole! It was on the far wall of a booth that was showing a gay film. Normally, guys having sex with each other isn't all that much of a turn on to me. Men are made to use and abuse women, not each other. But whatever. Not like I was watching much of the films anyway.
So I entered, quickly looking the door, and taking a seat. I fumbled in my purse for a couple of tokens, dropped them in the slot, and was treated to a scene of two guys 69ing each other. It was kind of cool, so I watched it a moment or two, keeping an eye on the glory hole. Sure enough, within seconds, light began to pierce the hole, indicating someone had just started the film next door. I bent over, and angled my head enough to see my neighbor's screen. Two girls pretty much doing what the fellows on my screen was doing. Much better! I watched a second, until I was suddenly face to face with another eye ball. Literally.
The guy next store took his time taking a peek. He just kept looking at me. I could not tell anything about the guy other than he was white. Well, maybe young, hard to tell with just an eyeball! So I sat back, thinking what to do. My mission objective was clear, but my tactics sadly lacking in planning. Fortunately, I didn't have to do much planning. The eyeball withdrew, and a few seconds later, I was treated to the third cock I got to see that day. This one a little short, about 4 inches or so, and thin. Poor pathetic guy. No wonder he was here! Not that it mattered to me, I'm not normally a size whore, walrus man notwithstanding.
So I got right to work. I was not allowed to use my hands, even though in this setting, they would have helped. So I knelt down on the sticky floor, and just engulfed the little guy. Not difficult with his shortness, I immediately deep throated him, per my usual MO, and held it there. As this cock was so little, I could stay like that for hours. It was easy to breath around this little member. I swirled my tongue on the cock for what seemed like minutes, and was treated pretty quickly to my third taste of cum. Not to much, and sweet tasting, confirming suspicions this was a younger man, not to mention the speed of his getting off. If memory serves, younger men have fresher cum, and it usually tastes less, well, let's say "bleachy". More salty. I had only, before today, sucked nine other cocks, and in the last 15 years, only 2, my master's and my ex-husband's. Both of them are over 40, and my ex over 50, so it's been a while since I drank fresh cream. But this cum was tasty. I remember wishing there was more! I swallowed, licking my lips in a real bold slutty way, but I don't think he was watching as I could hear him zip up. Not even a thank you, ass hole!
I listened as his door opened. But I kid you not, immediately, it shut again. I was getting horny again, and hoped that the next guy would be a better recipient. I was hoping to have an orgasm myself sucking this next cock. Kiddo #3 left me wanting! I fed the slot a few more tokens, and watched as the two guys stopped sucking each other, and moved on to rimming each other's asshole. OK, I'll admit, that was hot! I was enthralled enough that I missed the next guy, #4, talking to me.
"Hi ya!" he said. What, did he think this was a pick up bar? "Hi", he says again.
"I am a cum starved, cock sucking slut", I reply softly.
