I finish my day exhausted, having not slept in over 24 hours. The thought of my couch crosses my mind as the realization hits me about where I have to go now. Matthew had told me to walk the dog day and night, and that there would be lots to do outside tonight. As I left, I passed through the gate and Ashley ran out to stop me.
"Hey little bitch" she says out loud as I am approaching. "Matt says that you will give me a lift to his place. Pull over ahead and wait a few minutes, I will be right out" Without even waiting for a response, she walks back to her booth, looking at her phone, waving at the cars as they exit. It strikes me as how beautiful this girl is, how I would have loved to have a girlfriend like her when I was younger. I await patiently as the last of the cars leave and she locks the gate.
The ride over, I am treated to complete silence from Ashley. I attempt to break the silence with a "How was your day?" She is texting on her phone and completely ignores me. I am amazed but she doesn't even flinch when I am talking, almost like I am not even there. When we arrive, she hops out and runs in the house ahead of me.
When I enter, I find Matthew in the kitchen, talking with Ashley. Then they are making out, and I stand off in the corner watching. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, and I turn to see the woman from the beach. The statuesque woman brushes past me and towards where Matt is kissing Ashley. My instinct tells me that there would be some kind of confrontation here, but that is not what happens. The woman stands patiently as Ashley breaks off the embrace. Matthew whispers something in Ashley's ear, and she heads over to the couch, texting away. The woman then embraces Matthew and now they are making out. I watch for several minutes until goodbyes are said, and the woman heads out the door.
Matthew turns his gaze to me.
"Why are you your clothes still on, Simone?" He asks coldly. I start removing my clothes and he continues.
"Go and walk the dog, then all the stuff you need is outside in the yard shed." He notices my pink panties that I am wearing but doesn't acknowledge them. He walks over to the couch and gets comfortable with Ashley. Within moments they are going at it on the couch. I exit through the garage with the dog.
The walk is gruelling, as I am passed by a group of high school kids who are jeering and laughing at me as I pass. The comments are all nasty, but I find this sense of humiliation making me overwhelmingly horny, to the point where I can't control it. My cock rises to full hardness, only prompting more comments coming from the rowdy teens.
The rest of the night is even more gruelling. The yard is expansive, and without the use of a lawnmower, the work is tedious. When I am done, I look at the time and it is 3 am.
I walk inside quietly and find Ashley asleep on the couch. Matthew is nowhere in sight. I walk in silence for a few minutes, and without a sound anywhere, I creep upstairs. I find Matthew's bedroom open, and no one in it. For some reason I find myself inching my way inside. It is the size of my whole main floor, with mirrored ceilings and a fountain. I look around a bit more and see the large walk in closet, loaded with expensive suits and clothes. I feel tired and go to turn around to go back downstairs but get stopped at the door by Matthew, standing naked in all his glory. He is looking me up and down, leaned up against the door frame. I am utterly entranced by the sight of his body and his cock, my mouth hung open.
"What is little bitch doing here?" He asks in a tough but calm tone. "Looking for some cock?" He asks, a large grin creeping across his face.
"I...uh...um, was hoping...um, that I, uh, I mean..." My words are not coming out, I am struggling away to explain myself as he interrupts.
He reached out and grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me towards the bed. His strength is evident, I feel my body seem to buckle as he holds me, his large hands like a vice on my shoulders. He throws me on the bed and climbs up. As I try to turn over I feel him grab my panties and rip them off of me. His hand grasps the side of my throat, and he turns me over with ease. I am on my back now and my instinct tells me to fight back. I try to get up but he holds me down. I flail my arms around but he manages to grab both of my wrists with one hand. I feel his weight crushing my thighs as his leg crosses over to strattle me. Then...helpless. As my attempts to escape trail off and I become motionless, he uses his free hand to position his cock against my ass. I feel the enormous head of it pressing up on me. I try to struggle one last time but am rendered helpless.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He asks grinning from ear to ear. "Tell me it is what you wanted or I won't give it to you." He whispers in my ear with his deepest, sexiest voice. I feel my eyes rolling in the back of my head. I am bombarded by a feeling of utter torment, and the only way out is for him to fuck me"
