Once again, having to masturbate to satisfy myself, I needed a good hard fucking. I need what I dreamt about in my fantasies. To be used hard and rough by a group of older men. There would be no one under the age of sixty, ready to fuck me, and make me do nasty things to them. They would manhandle me and practically rape me, but of course I love every minute of it. The humiliation, the use, the spankings, all of it was a big turn on for me. Being made to know that I am nothing more than a whore for cock is what turns me on the most.
I will explain my fantasy in more detail so you can get an idea of what a true whore needs and wants.
It would start out as simple conversation on the internet, turning into being completely controlled within two weeks. He says he wants to meet, and me being the true whore I am, readily agrees. Knowing he will use me when we meet, I still insist on meeting in a public place. I suggest a coffee shop not far from a hotel I know, so just in case things go as expected he will have an easy way to use me.
I walk into the coffee shop, and since he had sent me a picture online, I noticed him immediately. He stood up as I walked towards the table, and pulled out the chair for me to sit down. Definite brownie points for that slick move. We sat down and proceeded to order dinner and drinks.
As we waited for our food, we sipped our drinks and talked about everything from our favorite colors, to our favorite sexual positions. When the food we came, we sat and ate in silence. We both knew that after we were finished eating he would use me. No words had to be spoken at all. We both knew that I would submit to his every desire, no matter what it was. I was so attracted to this guy, it was amazing. My pussy was dripping wet as I finished up my food. I needed him to use me, rough and nasty, and I had hoped he felt the same way.
We finished up our dinner and when the waiter came to clear the dishes, he asked for the check. He looked at me, with passion and also threatening eyes and said "Let's go." I can't explain why, but I stood up and put on my jacket and stood waiting for him. He walked passed me and instructed me to follow him. I did as I was told and I followed him out to the parking lot and to his car. He opened the doors and ordered me inside his car. Now I was getting scared. I knew I shouldn't do this, and I should just run, but being the submissive whore I am I got into his car. Following a strong older man's orders is a huge turn on for me.
He started the car and began driving. I wanted to ask where we were going but thought better of it and kept quiet. He never spoke during the ride, and even as he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. I wondered how he knew about it since he wasn't from the same area as myself. I thought about that for a minute as he parked and told me to get out of the car and once again follow him. I did as I was told until he stopped short and I walked into him.
He turned around and said in a very forceful tone "Keep your head down and do not speak with anyone. Do you understand?"
"Yes I understand." I was trembling as we began walking again. I also noticed my pussy was dripping wet, and all I wanted at that moment was for this man to use me and fuck me, and make me his personal whore.
He went to the front desk to pay for the room, and kept me at his side with my head down. I am sure the people standing in the lobby, including the old overweight security guard knew exactly what was going on. I could feel there eyes staring at me, as my head pointed to the floor. I was so embarrassed, but also noticed my cunt was throbbing now, and my juices had begun to slide down my leg inside my jeans. I was ready to do anything for him as long as he made me his whore.
As he began to walk away I followed him down the long hallway to room 237, and he unlocked the door and I followed him in. He stopped and turned around and walked back to lock the door. He came back and looked me up and down. Examining me from head to toe. He grabbed my tits and roughly squeezed them and pinched my nipples making a moan escape my mouth.
"You will make a nice fuck toy for me, and whoever I choose."
"Thank you" was all I could think of to say.
"But first I will use you and see if you're worth sharing with my friends."
"Yes I understand."
"Right now you are nothing more then a cum slut for me."
"Is that understood?"
"Yes."
"And from now on you will call me Daddy."
"Yes Daddy."
"Good cunt."
"Take your clothes off."
"Yes Daddy." I was so excited as I pulled my shirt over my head, and then slid my jeans down and took them off. I stood there in my bra and panties, awaiting my next orders.
"Take everything off whore!"
"Yes Daddy." I reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra, and slid my panties of exposing my completely shaved pussy.
He walked over to me and began feeling all over me, touching me everywhere roughly and squeezing and pinching my nipples making them hard as a rock.
"Bend over cunt."
"Yes Daddy." I bent over the table that was in the hotel room, and gave him full access to my big fat ass.
He rubbed all over my ass as he told me how he was going own me and use me and make me his whore. He also talked about how he was going to share me with his male friends and sometimes their wives. He also said that in front of other people he would give me the utmost respect, but during play I was nothing more than a piece of fuck meat to him. I couldn't believe how wet I was. Of course I readily agreed to anything.
"Yes Daddy, I will do anything you want."
"That's a good girl."
"Tonight we will see if that's true."
I thought about what he could have meant by that statement. I couldn't help but wonder what he was planning. My thoughts were interrupted by his hand coming down hard on my ass.
"OOOhhhh Daddy!!"
"What cunt?"
"Tell me what you want."
"Oh Daddy yes please spank me more, harder please" I said through heavy panting and moaning.
Daddy continued his assault on my ass for about another fifteen smacks, alternating sides. My cunt was like a faucet now, and as he reached down to my pussy he could feel it too.
