As I sat on the bed, waiting for the first piece of shit to come in and fuck me, I had time to think about all the crap that had happened in the last two days.
Fuck, it's only been two days
, I thought, dropping my head into my hands as I felt new tears falling.
Pull yourself together
, I told myself, stifling the tears and sobs.
I realized that a big part of me was numb.
I stood and walked around the room, looking for anything to distract myself from my thoughts.
I found two different cameras. One was very obvious, a camera attached to the wall. The other was a plug-in air freshener. But, based on what I picked up from Rob, there may be more I hadn't found.
I sighed and sat back down. Outside the room, I could hear numbers being called.
The raffle must have started. Only a matter of time now
, I thought.
I was jolted from my thoughts by the door opening. An older guy walked into the room. He was tall, maybe six and a half feet, balding, and very thin.
"I hope you are fucking worth what I paid for you," he said, handing me a red ticket.
I stood and took his ticket, giving him a nice view of my naked body as I turned and put it into the box.
Remembering what Pop said, I grabbed a condom and walked back to him.
"Hi, handsome. You got a nice hard cock for me?" I asked, laying it on thick.
"Knock the shit off whore and suck my dick," he growled.
I bit back my response and kept the fake smile plastered on my face as I dropped to the floor in front of him, undid the belt, and pulled his pants and underwear down all at once.
His flaccid cock was only a couple of inches long. I ignored the smell and sucked the entire thing into my mouth to get him hard. Once his dick was hard, I pulled it out of my mouth and rolled on a condom.
"What the fuck is that for?" he asked, clearly affronted that I was making him use a condom.
"Pop's rules. He said if you have a problem, go take it up with him."
I watched several emotions go across his face. Annoyed, mad, afraid, and finally resigned.
"Whatever whore, just suck my cock."
I chuckled inside.
Pop must be someone you didn't fuck with
, I thought as I filed the information away for later.
I used my mouth to put the condom on him, sucking his small cock easily into my mouth.
"Oh fuck," he moaned, putting his hands on the back of my head and pulling me hard into his public hair. He held my head as he roughly fucked my face.
I could feel his cock swell as I sucked, shooting cum into the condom in less than a minute.
I feel sorry for the woman that got stuck with him
, I thought as I tied the condom off and threw it into the trash bag as instructed.
The man pulled up his pants and walked out without another word.
I didn't have to wait long as the next guy came in.
A series of men followed, each with small to medium cocks, all carrying red tickets. I sucked each one off. Fortunately, none lasted more than a few minutes before filling the condom.
My mouth was tired, and a part of me was hoping for something different. But, unlike Beca, I had never had a whore fantasy, and being a receptacle for small-minded assholes with little cocks to get off in wasn't turning me on.
That changed with the next guy. He was around 6ft tall, with broad shoulders and bulging muscles. He also came across as shy. I might have been more interested in him under different circumstances. Now, I wanted this over with.
"Can I have your ticket, please?" I asked, giving him a fake smile.
He fumbled around in his pockets before he pulled out a blue one.
At least it wasn't another blow job
, I thought as I took his ticket and dropped it into the box. I grabbed a condom and turned back to him. Walking up to him, I put a hand on his chest. "Want me to undress you?"
"No, ma'am, I got it," he said as he kicked off his shoes and awkwardly unbuttoned his shirt. I watched, part wanting it over and part curious about how big his cock was. He looked very nervous as he unbuttoned his pants, turning away from me to set them on top of his other clothes.
Still facing away from me, he pulled down his underwear, exposing his tight ass before he turned to face me.
I was a little stunned at what I saw. He wasn't hard yet; his cock was at least 7 inches long and three inches in diameter.
"You don't like it. It's ok. None of my girlfriends like it either. They all say it's too big," he said, disappointed as he bent to pick up his underwear.
Oh my God
, I thought as I stepped up to his side and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Honey, there is nothing wrong with you. I am so sorry someone made you think there was."
He stopped dressing and turned back to me, his enormous cock slapping his thigh.
"You like it?" his simile almost lit up the room.
"You have a very nice cock," I assured him as I took it into my hand and started stroking it gently. It quickly grew until it was as long as my forearm as I stroked it while I ran my hand across his chest, teasing his nipples.
He shuddered as I dropped to my knees and licked the head of his cock. Then, looking him in the eyes, I licked the shaft to his balls before sliding back up and taking the head into my mouth.
"Oh, fuck, that feels good."
I popped his cock out of my mouth. "Glad you like it," I told him before taking a couple of inches of cock into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around the head before pushing forward, taking more in until I felt him hit the back of my throat. I backed off and breathed, going forward and swallowing, taking about half of him into my mouth and throat.
I kept going back and forth until I could take the whole thing.
"Oh fuck! You fucking swallowed the whole thing," he said in amazement as he ran his fingers through his hair.
We developed a rhythm as I sucked his magnificent cock, and he gently fucked my face. After a few minutes of this and he grabbed my head in both of his massive hands and started fucking my face hard.
I tried to slow down his thrusts by pushing back on his thighs, but I realized it was useless.
I kept beating his thighs until he seemed to return to himself. He looked ashamed as he released me and stepped away from me.
"I'm so sorry. I am such a fucking idiot," he mumbled as he bent to grab his clothes.
It took me a few seconds to catch my breath. By the time I did, he had his underwear on.
"Hey, it's ok," I told him, standing behind him and wrapping my arms around him.
"It's not ok. I hurt you. I am so fucking stupid," he said, slapping his forehead.
"You just got carried away. You didn't hurt me, just scared me a little," I told him, dropping my hands to his waist and slipping them inside his boxers.
His dick was still semi-hard as I started stroking it. He stood there for a second before he turned around.
"I'm real sorry, Ma'am," he said, looking down at my hands again, stroking his massive cock.
"You just need to be careful. I know it feels good, but you want me to enjoy it too."
We stood like that for a few minutes until he regained confidence.
"Can we fuck now?" He asked me shyly.
