My mom left for her job around 2:30 on Saturday. I had 30 minutes until Mr. Kane would pick me up and I paced around the house nervously. When I woke that morning, my body was sore. My pussy was painful to touch. I didn't think I would be useful at all to him. As soon as he would try anything, I knew that I would just wince in pain. I couldn't cancel with him because I never got his number and was terrified to tell him to his face how I felt. I got dressed, put my hair in twin braids, and waited for his arrival.
I heard him beep with his horn a little after three. I grabbed my things and headed out the door. When I opened the door to his truck, Mr. Kane was on his cell. He looked at me and put his finger to his lips, urging me to be quiet. I was guessing on the other end was his wife. When he finished the call, he put his phone in his pocket and looked me up and down.
"How are you feeling today, Kitten?"
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, not knowing what to say. When I looked into his eyes, I could tell that he already knew.
"Feeling a little sore?" I nodded and he chuckled. "You're not exactly my first virgin, you know." He handed me a bottle of water and a pill. "Take this. In about a half an hour, you'll feel much better."
I grabbed the water and the pill. The pill didn't look like an ordinary pain killer. It was blue and the logo looked like a Toyota symbol. When I put it in my mouth it tasted a lot more bitter than most as well. I swallowed it down and took a big gulp of the water to wash it down.
"Finish the bottle, Kitten" he said. "You're going to need every drop." I began drinking the rest and heard him unzip his pants. When the bottle was empty, I looked over to him and his cock was out.
"How much have you eaten so far?"
"Not much" I replied. "A bowl of cereal and an orange for breakfast."
"Good" he said smiling. "The less in your stomach the better." He began stoking his cock with one hand and placed the other behind my neck. "Is your throat sore?" I shook my head. He smirked, then pulled my head down. "Let's put it to use then."
I bent down into his lap and slowly sucked on the head, with my hand stoking his shaft slowly. He backed out of the driveway and we made our descent. This angle was a little more difficult for me, but I didn't want to disappoint him. I bobbed up and down as we made our way down the windy hill. His house wasn't too far from mine, but the drive this time felt much longer. I figured he was just driving around to let me finish before we got out of the car so I tried to speed things up. I bobbed faster and faster until I felt his hands pull my braids back.
"Take your time, Kitten" he said between grunts. "We have a long way to go."
What did he mean by that, I wondered? Where is he taking me?
I continued giving him road head and he kept driving on. When I felt his cock start to swell, he held my head and started guiding my movements. He kept pushing farther and farther down.
"Get ready to swallow, Kitten" he moaned and pushed my head as far down as it could go. Burst after burst of hot cum shot down my throat with force. I sucked and swallowed, not letting a single drop escape my lips. He hissed and panted though his orgasm and I slowly brought my head up to new surroundings.
We were definitely out of our small town. The shopping center to the left had stores I could recognize. I saw a Walmart, a Lowes and other big name companies not seen in Ozian Creek. We made a right into a small street encompassed by large, expensive homes. He pulled into a driveway of one of them and I fidgeted my hands and feet. I figured we would have gone to his place and because of that, I dressed accordingly. I was wearing a pink tank top with spaghetti straps and a short black and a white plaid skirt that barely covered my ass. Just like the night before; no panties and no bra. I looked at him nervously and he laughed.
"I thought we were going back to your house" I said between nervous breaths. "Do I look okay?" He smiled and nodded.
"You look beautiful, Kitten" he replied smiling. "I want you to meet a few friends of mine. You did so well last night so I want to see how far you can go today." He got out of his truck and walked around, opening the car door for me. He looked into my eyes and held out for my hand. "Do you trust me?" I nodded and took his hand. We walked up to the door and he opened it without knocking.
I followed him through the door and took my sandals off in the entrance where all the owners shoes were kept. My heart was beating through my chest and my feet were leaving their marks on the marble floor beneath. He led me into the living room and when my eyes hit the couch, I stumbled backwards, not believing what I saw.
On the couch, a middle aged man, I'm guessing in his late forties, was leaning back, holding the hair of a naked, young Asian woman who was kneeling between his legs, sucking his cock with great enthusiasm. The air in my lungs was knocked out and I tried to back away. Mr. Kane was behind me and he held my arms close to my body, making my escape from this situation impossible. The man looked up to us with a shit eating grin.
"Oh hey, Rick" he said. "Didn't hear you come in. Doll will finish in about a few more minutes. Why don't you get yourself a drink?"
"Will do" he replied. He turned around and I tried to follow him. He stopped me. "Stay here" he ordered. "I want you to watch her. She's much better at sucking cock than you are." With that, he turned around and left, leaving me alone with a stranger and his happy little cock sucker.
I shifted uncomfortably, moving my weight from one foot to another while the strange man looked me up and down. What did he mean by that, I wondered? Am I really that bad? The woman also never acknowledged our presence. Did she really not notice or is she so well trained, that no matter what circumstance, she will do what she's told?