The next morning, Ella awoke blinking blearily in the artificial light of the closet. She heard a bang on the door, and panicked. Harry's cock was in the glory hole awaiting his morning suck. The adrenaline rousing her, she scrambled on her knees across the mattress over to his expectant erection.
As Ella sucked and worked his cock in her mouth, tears welled in her eyes remembering the night before. She kept seeing flashbacks of Willie the homeless man above her having his way with her. Harry's muffled moans brought her back to the present.
It was almost like she was watching herself suck Harry through the hole in the door. She saw herself deep throat his cock, eating it hungrily, smacking and sucking the head, and then pressing her mouth to the base of his cock and wiggling. As she worked her mouth up and down on his member, she felt a shot of liquid hit the back of her throat, and she slowed her sucks, pressing his cock deep in her throat as Harry came.
After a moment of flexing the last spurts of cum in her mouth, Harry withdrew his cock, and it disappeared back through the hole in the door. The closet light immediately shut off. She lay back down on the mattress. She hardly noticed Harry moving about the room, and leaving for work as she lay almost dazed.
She was still in a daze when Mike came down to have her empty her bucket. Mike followed her over to the shower, and before allowing her to turn the water on, he demanded that she kneel facing him in the tub. She kneeled obediently, and he unzipped his fly. Pulling out his flaccid penis, he started to urinate on her. First on her breasts, and then on her face. Ella was humiliated as the hot urine beat against her skin and the acrid smell hung over her. Mike let out a few final last sprays of urine, before shaking his cock, stray droplets landing on her skin.
"Now, suck it," he demanded.
Ella took his soft penis into her mouth. Her tongue curled around the head of his soft cock, which tasted salty. She sucked gently on him. She felt him grow in her mouth as her sucking hardened him. His cock was now slippery in her hand, she massaged him with her salvia until he was rigid. Taking him again in her mouth, she started bobbing her head up and down. Mike started to gently fuck her mouth.
As Ella sucked him off, Mike started talking, "I'm having a few guys over to watch the game today. I let them know that I'm going to have drinks, snacks and pussy available to them when they are here."
Mike put his hand on Ella's head and started fucking her mouth a little faster.
"When they are here, you are to service their every need. If they need a drink, you will fetch it. If they want food, you will get it for them. If they want a blow job, or if they want to fuck, you will service them."
Mike started rapidly fucking Ella's mouth, she gagged, and her face reddened as he choked her with his cock. Gripping her hair, he exploded inside her mouth, pressing his cock as far as it would go and grunting as he came. Ella's face was red and tear stained when he pulled out.
"Clean yourself up," Mike ordered as he turned the shower water onto Ella's dishelved form. She stayed for a moment, kneeling spaced out on the bottom of the tub. The water brought her too, and she turned her face up closing her eyes as it ran over her.
After Mike had allowed her to wash herself, he again made her take birth control and fed her before he locked her back in the closet.
Ella heard lots of movement upstairs. She assumed Mike was busying himself, getting ready for his friends to come over.
The shower and meal had reinvigorated Ella. She was feeling alert and calm enough to be bored of being locked in the closet again. She lifted the corner of the mattress where she had hidden the nipple tassels and black thong from the night before. She didn't know why she had hid them here. But she had a feeling she should hold onto everything that wasn't taken away from her.
Ella reddened in shame getting a flash back of Willie's cock inside her, and put down the end of the mattress quickly. She was filled with intense disgust that made her heart pound. She was also filled with shame, as her pussy opened and moistened at the memory of Willie's ecstasy as he came inside her. She shook her head and tried to put it out of her mind and turn her mind to what Mike had planned for his friends today.
Ella spied through the glory holes. There was nothing to look at besides Harry's dresser which was directly across from the closet. She lay back down on the mattress.
Ella had overheard Harry telling Mike that he was finishing his last two weeks at the Salvation Army. He must be serious about prostituting her full time. Though, since the party, they seemed to have been using her just for their personal needs. Ella was a little curious about the men coming over today. She decided this would be a perfect opportunity to show Mike, that is was completely unnecessary to keep her under lock and key, that she would obey him and Harry.
When Mike finally came down for her, he presented her with an outfit and commanded her to put it on. It was a novelty sexy cheerleading outfit. As he watched, standing slightly too close, she pulled on the knee high socks and stepped into the pleated skirt. As Ella slipped on the high heels, she noticed there were no panties and no top and blushed. Mike noticed and smirked.
"That's for the boys!" He said pressing against her from behind and fondling her breasts.
Ella got goosebumps as he cupped her breasts and rubbed each nipple between his finger and thumb. Mike then proceeded to tie her hair into two pigtails.
"There, perfect!" He said, pleased with himself, admiring his work. "Come upstairs, before the boys arrive."
Mike made her walk in front of him up the steps, Ella felt her skin prickle, realizing he was looking up her skirt as she walked.
Once upstairs, Ella heard the sounds of pre-game broadcasters coming from the living room. There was food spread out on the kitchen table, bowls of chips and salsa and uncooked hotdogs and burgers. In the living room, there was a drink table set up and a cooler of beer.
"Go in the living room and wait there." Mike commanded as he heard a knock on the back door.
Ella went in and sat down on the couch. She was a little nervous. She was sober this time. She glanced over at the drink table, but she was too petrified of incurring Mike's wrath to help herself to some alcohol. Mike opened the back door and greeted his guest.
"Welcome! Welcome, come on it, I'll take that. Go right on in!"
Looking up, Ella saw a husky man walk in. He was fairly tall and wore a baseball cap and jersey emblazoned with his team's logos. He wore what Ella would describe as "dad jeans" and sneakers. He had a happy, pleasant looking face, though it was rather average looking.
"Hello little lady," he smiled at Ella.
Ella felt a wave of embarrassment. She felt a little ridiculous and vulnerable topless, in the middle of the day, in front of this stranger. Her shoulders hunched, her breasts pressing together, and her nipples hardening at their forced exhibition.
"I'm Randy." He said warmly, "I heard you're gonna watch the game with us today," he put out a hand. Ella felt that he was using cordiality as an excuse to oogle her, and his eyes fixated on her breasts as she took his hand.
Mike came back in from putting Randy's coat in the bedroom.
"Randy, you don't need to talk to her unless it's a command. Ella, get off the couch, go on all fours facing the T.V. and lift up your skirt."
Ella got on all fours facing the T.V., her knees on the hardwood. She pulled her skirt back so her bare ass and pussy were facing Mike and Randy. She was physically looking at the T.V. but she was filled with shame, knowing that Randy was now looking at her pussy in full view.
"Wow, that's amazing." Randy said to Mike impressed, as they sat down on the couch behind Ella.
Ella's face was hot with embarrassment.
"Let me get you a beer!" Mike said getting up. "How's the wife and kids?"
"Oh, you know, the same!" Randy said, tilting his head back towards Mike, but never taking his eyes off Ella, "Wife's on my case about Julie's braces, but I'm tryin' to convince her to wait until next year. She's the one who insisted we do the roof this year. It's just nice to get outta the house!"
"Glad to be of service!" Mike said as he handed Randy the open bottle.
The door rang again, and Mike excused himself to get it. As soon as he had left the room, Ella heard Randy move to the edge of the couch. She felt him touch her ass, and slip his hand between her legs.
