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Chapter 17: Angela’s Anal AdventureAngie’s father had been absent the whole evening, which Angela figured was not a rare occurrence. The fact that Dale was some high-profile researcher over here was, in some ways, even weirder than the fact that she was a whore. She wanted to know more, but she certainly couldn’t ask him. It was not like Angie to care what her father did, as long as he provided her with money and a place to sleep. If she was going to get her hands on anything useful, she’d need to find out for herself.Today, though, she had her own situation to deal with. She drove Angie’s car, a cute little thing, the maker of which she had never heard of, on the wrong side of the street. The first time she’d done it, the previous evening, hadn’t been easy but she’d managed. Today it was a bit more familiar, but still felt wrong. The GPS on her WozPad directed her toward the outskirts of downtown, where her first of Angie’s clients waited.Skipping school to whore seemed like both what Angie would do, and also was something of a necessity. She had to work fast to get her shifts up long enough to be useful, and that meant maximizing her time as Angie. More time in the day meant more clients serviced, and more time added to the length of the shifts. Today was going to be a tough one, though. She’d already arranged three clients for her morning and early afternoon. And she wasn’t going to take it easy. No simple suckoffs today.Her brief journey took her to a home similar to Mike’s, where a client named Jerry waited to slam her pussy full of dick while his girlfriend watched (and possibly joined in). Angela walked up to the door, smoothing her tiny skirt down, and then knocked. The door was opened by a short girl with a ring in her nose and black, lanky hair, who was topless and not at all shy about displaying her small, pierced breasts. She smacked a piece of gum loudly in her mouth as she invited Angela in with a quick nod of the head and not a single word.Angela followed her inside and down a dimly lit hallway, toward the sound of a horrible racket that sounded like some form of speed metal. There, she met Jerry. From what Angela had seen of Angie’s clients so far, none of them were unattractive. If nothing else, at least Angie didn’t want to debase herself so much that she was into gross, fat guys. Jerry looked a bit like a nerd, if she had to be truthful, with big round glasses perched on a beak of a nose, and a button-down shirt tucked into his khaki pants.“Your whore’s here,” the girl yelled over the music, and Jerry turned it down to a conversational level.“At last,” Jerry said, looking at the topless girl with disgust, “some good pussy worth fucking.”Angie’s sheet had referred to Jerry’s usual service as “fucking/Cuckquean”. Angela had never heard the term before but found out on Alta Vista that it was a woman who got off on watching her significant other with other women, usually while being demeaned and humiliated. Using Angie’s porn license, she was able to find a few licensed videos to get an idea of what she was supposed to do. Unfortunately, Angie hadn’t filmed herself with this particular client, so she’d have to wing it.Angela put her arms around Jerry and stuck her tongue into his mouth. He tasted of spearmint. She spent a couple of minutes making out with the guy as his topless girlfriend sat on the couch and watched, her face red and legs tightly pressed together. Angela kept her eyes open, watching the girl fidget. She figured that was more humiliating than simply closing her eyes and kissing the guy.Jerry’s hands wandered over her body as they kissed, and he made little appreciative grunts into her mouth. Finally, she pulled away and rubbed his cock through the khakis.“Haven’t been getting satisfied by tiny tits?” Angela asked, injecting as much vitriol into her voice as she could manage.Jerry laughed, and looked at the girl, “Satisfied? I think not. Have you been satisfying my cock, babe?”The girl looked down at the floor and shook her head.“She loves this shit,” Jerry said, “You love this shit, don’t you, babe? You wanna see your man get some big tits in his face and a nice, tight pussy around his dick, huh?”The girl visibly shook with arousal at the dirty words and nodded. Jerry reached on top of his TV and handed Angela a folded wad of bills. Based on Angie’s sheet, this was $600, the going rate for a fuck with two people, even though she would actually only fuck one. She wondered again where Angie kept her money. As active as she was, she must have a nice little stash somewhere.Angela dropped to her knees and worked Jerry’s khaki pants down his legs, then looked up at his half-hard prick. No underwear for Jerry, she noted.“Can I suck it for you, baby?” Angela asked, stroking it.“Hell yes! Teach that bitch how a real woman does it. She still doesn’t get it right.” Jerry answered.Angela threw herself into her task like an eager slut who only cares about money and fucking, slipping her wet lips over Jerry’s cockhead and swallowing his penis, holding it in her mouth as her tongue swirled around it and brought it to life. Jerry groaned his appreciation and watched his weird girlfriend as Angela sucked him.“Shit yeah, baby!” Jerry said, “That’s how you do it. Take notes, babe. You’re still using too much teeth when I fuck your mouth. This little slut’s a pro. You see that? All lips and tongue.”Angela let herself feel pride at being a pro slut who sucked this man’s cock better than his girlfriend, and even went so far as to choke herself trying to deepthroat him. She ignored the girl on the couch and looked up at Jerry, trying to play her role as best she could. After a minute of working his shaft over with her tongue, she jerked it with her hand and pulled her top down to show him her tits.“Give them a squeeze, baby,” she said, “I know how much you love having a real pair of tits to play with. I’m sure you’ve been missing these.”Jerry nodded, and groped her breasts roughly, squeezing them in his hands and making her nipples erect.“You’re so hard,” she said breathily, “You really need good pussy, don’t you?”Jerry nodded again and pulled her up. Angela slipped off her panties and skirt before she followed him to the couch, where he sat next to his girlfriend, his wet cock sticking up. Now, she was ready for a new experience. Angela sat on Jerry’s lap, but trapped his penis beneath her, spreading her legs Manisa Escort and arching her back against his chest. Jerry reached around and played with her tits.“Why don’t you get me ready for him?” Angela said to the girl with a cruel smile, “You might as well be useful for something.”The girl immediately dropped to her knees and crawled between Angela’s legs. She licked the head of Jerry’s trapped penis, and then happily went to work eating Angela’s moist pussy. Within seconds, Angela realized that the girl was damn good at it. She’d probably done this for Angie several times and knew just what she liked.“Fuck, you’re a hot little dyke.” Angela said, and the girl cooed into her cunt, “get my twat nice and wet for your boyfriend. That’s a good little lesbo. Right there! Yes!”Angela shook with pleasure as the girl lapped and sucked at her clit, Jerry groping her breasts and tugging at her nipples. She had to give it to Angie on this one. The feeling of power over this girl, watching her please another woman in front of her boyfriend, was getting her hot. She mentally pushed away the rational part of her mind that drew comparisons between her and Angie and focused back on being a bitchy slut.“Put that dick in for me,” Angela ordered the girl and lifted her hips.She turned her face to Jerry and found his mouth, awkwardly side-kissing him as the girl took hold of his hard cock and put it against the opening of her pussy. Angela lowered herself back down, taking this stranger’s cock deep into her as she moaned into his mouth. Jerry’s full length filled her up, and she began to gently rock her hips back and forth in his lap, sucking at his tongue as he pawed her tits.As Jerry’s penis rubbed her insides pleasurably, her excitement increased. Maybe there was something to this whole slut business. Despite the fact that she didn’t know shit about him, or maybe because of it, she was really enjoying the feel of his hard tool sliding back and forth inside of her. Shouldn’t she feel disgusted at letting some guy she’d known for 15 minutes bury his dick in her? Then, the girl between her legs began to tongue her clit as Jerry fucked her and Angela broke their kiss to turn her attention to this latest pleasure.“Fuck yes!” she exclaimed, “Lick it!”The girl flicked her tongue up and down on Angela’s clit. Jerry’s hands slid from her tits to her hips, and then he began to fuck his tool into her harder with short, quick thrusts that had her bouncing in his lap and the girl struggling to maintain her tongue work. Angela figured her pussy must be really good, because she could feel the pulsing head of Jerry’s cock expanding in her after only a few minutes of hard thrusting, and just before she was able to climax, Jerry gasped and yanked his cock from her, grasping it with his hand and aiming it toward his girlfriend. The girl squeaked as a hot spurt of semen hit her in the face, followed immediately by a second that landed in her open mouth“Fuck yeah! Take that cum, bitch. You see how fast good pussy does it for me? Take that cum!”The girl smeared his jizz into her face, her hand between her legs frigging her clit furiously beneath her skirt. Angela quickly stood and stepped just to the side of the couch, and then she shifted and counted the time. The room around her changed, became dark and filthy, like it hadn’t been touched in years. Right as she counted two seconds, the shift ended, and she was back. Jerry’s girlfriend was licking the head of his penis clean, and his head was back against the couch, eyes shut. It didn’t appear that either of them had noticed her brief absence. Angela smiled, a wave of relief washing over her as she clutched the stone around her neck.Jerry allowed Angela the use of his shower before she left, and after thoroughly soaping down her pussy, she inserted the small butt plug into her ass in preparation for her next client. Jerry and his girlfriend didn’t even acknowledge her as she left, as they were consumed by Jerry’s slapping his wet dick against the girl’s forehead and berating her for being a useless cunt. Though it had been a more exciting experience than she’d thought, she was glad to leave the odd couple behind.As she drove to her next client, the familiar fear returned. This would be her first real anal experience. Angie’s spreadsheet called this service ass play, which she assumed meant she was going to take her first cock up the butt. Would he be rough, like Arnold fucking her mouth? Would he shove it inside her hard and fast, delighting in the way it hurt? The fifteen-minute drive brought her to an aging manor-style home. In her world, the style would be called Victorian. Here, she had no idea. Whatever it was called, the maintenance of the place must have been a struggle. Overgrown hedges lined the walk from the streetside, encroaching on the concrete, the roots cracking the stone. The once white paint was now yellowed and cracking, and one window was covered by a plywood board.Angela pushed down her unease at the sight of the place. Angie serviced this guy pretty regularly, according to her records, so she hoped she’d be safe enough. She raised an old bronze knocker in the shape of an elephant’s head, and it boomed against the backplate. The door opened moments later, and she was met by a man named Rolando. The swarthy, brown-skinned man gave a lopsided grin, beneath a curled mustachio at the sight of her.“Good morning, princessa,” he said with a slight trace of an accent, “You are just the companion I am waiting for. Come in.”Angela crossed the threshold into the dim interior, and Rolando’s hand immediately went to her ass and kneaded it playfully.“Someone’s ready for some sexy teen booty!” Angela quipped, and leaned back against his chest, extending one arm behind his neck in what she thought was a very seductive pose.“I would have it every day, amor, could I only afford you.”“A girl can’t do everything she loves just for fun, now, can she?”“This is true,” Rolando nodded, molesting her ass.He guided her, his hand on her rump, down the hall, and through a dusty sitting room. Angela imagined that 100 years ago, debutantes might have gathered in it for tea while discussing which horses they’d ride that afternoon. Rolando’s hand left her bottom as they climbed the ancient, creaking staircase to the second floor, and then to a large master bedroom. This room, unlike the Manisa Escort Bayan rest of the place, was well taken care of, even immaculate. She supposed this was where Rolando spent the bulk of his time.Since she was just behind the man, he did not catch the brief flicker of surprise on her face when she took in the… decor. Above the large bed was a framed photograph that had to be at least 6 feet wide. The photo showed a naked woman on all fours, her face covered by a horse-head mask. A big, bushy tail draped from her ass. Arranged on hooks on the wall to her right were a wide variety of, what she believed, were Rolando’s toys. Most of the things she didn’t recognize, but many of them looked quite nasty. Crops and whips of varying sizes hung in a neat row. Below them were coils of thin rope, cuffs, chains, and padded manacles. On small shelves built into the wall below these were butt plugs, ranging in size from tiny to ridiculous. Beyond them, dildos of varying proportions, some double-headed, while others were covered in protrusions, which she assumed were supposed to make them more pleasurable.Not for the first time, she cursed Angie for being such a kinky bitch, but then shooed that thought away. She was the kinky bitch now. Whatever this guy was into, she’d take it, and she was going to get off on it like the sexy little whore she needed to be. At least the numerous bottles of lubes and creams on the bedside table looked like they were going to make this easier.Rolando handed her $400, Angie’s butt-fuck rate, which she slipped into her purse. The grinning man turned her around and Angela gasped as he tied a blindfold around her eyes. She bit her lip as his hands slid over her shoulders, then over her breasts, until they reached the hem of her top and pulled it up and over her head. He stripped off her skirt and with a hand on her back, bent her slightly forward. His hands gripped her ass and parted her cheeks.“Mmmm. I see you have been preparing for me. I like this about you, my little whore,” Rolando said at the sight of her plugged ass.He gripped the base of the plug and carefully worked it out of her hole, sending a pleasant feeling through her lower body as it popped free. She heard him put the plug into his mouth and suck, and she was thankful he didn’t see the small look of disgust on her face. Was that also in her near future?Rolando helped her to his bed, where he tilted her head back and kissed her neck.“Open,” he said, and Angela opened her mouth, expecting him to shove his cock into it. Instead, something hard and rubbery was placed between her teeth, and then strapped behind her head. She couldn’t close her mouth. Rolando laid her on her chest, her breasts pressed against the mattress, then lifted her hips and inserted a round, firm cushion between her stomach and the bed. This left her exposed ass and pussy in the air. He took each of her hands, and she felt panic start to well up inside of her as he secured each of them with a padded cuff on her wrists. He followed this by doing the same to her legs.She’d never felt so completely helpless in her life. This strange man had her naked, blind, gagged, and tied to his bed. He could do anything he pleased with her now, and if his collection of toys were any indication, he had a pretty vivid imagination. She fought the surge of panic down. Nothing she’d seen in Angie’s videos indicated that she was into being physically harmed, outside the normal pains of rough and rigorous sex. This guy was also using her a couple of times a week, so she assumed they had some kind of arrangement.Rolando was not a very vocal client. Unlike the others she’d serviced so far, who did love to talk dirty to her, Rolando was not much of one for conversation. So far, he seemed to be more interested in treating her like another toy in his collection, something he could maneuver around and play with, like a living sex doll. Her pussy felt slightly warm as she thought about it, the feeling of surrender something wholly new, frightening, but strangely arousing.A sudden thought about her precarious predicament struck her. When this was over, and she shifted, it could create a complication. Suppose there was no bed on the other side. She was going to fall flat on her face, gagged, naked, and blindfolded into someone else’s bedroom. Suppose the house itself didn’t even exist! Where was she going to end up? Furthermore, how was Rolando going to react to her vanishing before his eyes and then reappearing stuck under his bed?A sharp, stinging slap on her ass broke her train of thought and made her squeal into the gag. She breathed in through her nose. Just a hand, not one of the more devious instruments.“Your ass is perfection, little whore,” Rolando said.Something warm and wet dripped into her exposed anus, and then she felt Rolando’s finger at her back door smearing slick lube across her opening, but not inside. Then, she heard the hum of a vibrator, and something else strapped on each of her ankles. Then, the vibrator was placed against her pussy, humming away happily as though it had just come home. Angela moaned into her gag at the sensation. Rolando returned his attention to her ass, and now the tip of his finger slowly pushed into her asshole, pressing the lube inside. He added a couple more drops and repeated the process several times, slowly working a bit more of his thick finger into her each time.The vibrator against her cunt sent pleasurable waves through her pussy as he took his time playing with her butt, seemingly in no rush to fuck it. Angela was silently grateful. Ass play, she realized, was not just another word for butt-fucking. He really was enjoying just playing with her backdoor. She had her first orgasm when the whole of his finger sank into her ass and gently wiggled about. He held it inside of her as her ass contracted around it and she moaned around the gag ball.Rolando withdrew his finger, added another few drops of lube, and then something slightly bigger and rounded pressed at her ass. One of the dildos, she imagined, as he pushed the tip of the thing into her. Angela wasn’t sure exactly how much time had passed, but he’d spent several minutes at least just opening her up with his finger, and that had relaxed her. The toy was not much bigger, and he was slow with it as well, feeding inch after inch of it into her bottom. Fuck! Escort Manisa It wasn’t half bad, she thought, and certainly much better than her clumsy anal masturbation the previous night. Then, this seemed to be Rolando’s kink, so he must be pretty experienced at making girls like it.Angela was liking it, too. There must be about four inches of the toy in her now, and the combination of the vibrator and the penetration made her pant heavily as she felt another orgasm working its way into her brain. Rolando pulled the toy out a couple of inches, added more lube, then worked it deeper. He carefully fucked it in and out of her anus, and Angela’s legs began to shake each time he pushed it back in. She wasn’t sure how long the thing was, but she could feel it practically in her gut now. Then she screamed into the ball gag as the thing suddenly began to vibrate inside of her and she came on it, her legs quaking as she struggled against the restraints.Rolando chuckled and held the toy in her bottom as she began to fuck herself with it, trying to get more of that incredible feeling. She felt his warm hands stroking her back and neck as she huffed into the gag.“I love this about you,” Rolando said, “You are able to cum for me so well from your sexy bottom. You want some more, yes?”Angela nodded, her head in a pleasant fog of lust. Yes, she absolutely wanted more! Rolando chuckled again.“Tell me you are an ass whore, and I will give you more.”“Mm am aff hmm!” Angela said with no hesitation.“Yes, you are,” he agreed, and slowly pulled the long toy from her bottom.The thing came free with a wet smack, and then she heard him putting it into his mouth. That part was pretty disgusting, but she wasn’t one to judge. She was the one who’d just admitted to being an ass whore just so he’d shove another sex toy into her bottom, after all. A moment later, a larger toy began to open her wider. This time, there was a slight initial pain as it pressed through her anal ring, but once the head of it was in her and burrowing deeper, inch by agonizing inch, the pain was gone. A feeling of fullness replaced it, and then pleasure as it began to vibrate in pulsing waves that came a second apart.Angela bucked her hips up and down as the vibrator against her clit kept her constantly on edge, and the new toy sent pulses of pleasure through her rectum and up her back. The new toy hit bottom and Rolando held it in her, letting the gentle pulses work her toward another orgasm. An unexpected sensation joined in, and Angela groaned loudly as Rolando began to push another toy into her very wet and excited pussy. Oh fuck! Fuck! She was going to split in half! The thing pushing into her cunt was smaller than the one in her ass but getting them both in her at the same time was driving her crazy.She breathed heavily through her nose, spit soaking the bed around her gag ball as she groaned in pleasant agony. Rolando began to work the two toys in and out of her holes, alternating so that she was never empty. As one pulled out, the other pushed in, rubbing against each other through the thin membrane in her body. The ass toy continued its pulses, while the vibrator on her clit kept her stimulated, and the dildo in her cunt rubbed that special spot inside of her that she knew would make her cum hard.Her entire world became sensation after sensation assaulting her brain. The sound of the vibrators, the wet squish of the toys pushing in and withdrawing, the smell of her own sweat and cunt, the occasional chuckle from the man manipulating her orgasm, and the deprivation of her sight, restriction of her ability to move, all of it combining into an erotic cocktail of carnality that set off the longest, most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced.Angela wasn’t sure that the things coming from her mouth were even words at this point. She grunted and groaned, moaned and cooed as her body shook and bucked. Her ass and hips wiggled from side to side, and her legs shook as if she were trapped naked in a snowstorm. Holy fuck she’d never cum so hard! She’d never even imagined a person could cum like this. The feeling was so intense she thought she might pass out, but then Rolando extracted the toy from her cunt, and removed the vibrator at her clit.Angela lay panting into the ball gag, her sweaty hair plastered to her forehead, and the toy still deep in her ass. After a moment, that too withdrew, and she felt very empty. As she lay huffing into the gag ball, she heard the wet sound of Rolando stroking his cock over her ass, and then a moment later a hot spray of semen washed across her butthole. A follow-up spray he directed into her gaping ass, which was a weirdly erotic feeling. All that, she thought, and he didn’t fuck her? Oh God! She was actually disappointed!She felt Rolando get off of the bed and heard the creak of the springs as his weight withdrew. She heard, somewhere, a door open, and then shifted. Her limbs were suddenly free of the restraints, and then she was falling. The sudden jolt of adrenaline made time seem to slow. She had a fraction of a second to turn her face to the side, before it smacked against the cold wood floor. The hard crack of the pendant around her neck hit her ears as it, too, struck the wood. Then, she was rolling to the side, tearing the blindfold off as she counted, and just after her second breath she shifted back and lay on the floor, on her back, the big bed just to her side.Shit! Angela rubbed at her cheek with a numb hand, hoping it wasn’t bruised. Her legs barely supported her as she rose and climbed back onto the bed, sticky cum coating her ass and a thick sheen of lube smearing her entire lower body. She checked the pendant over. It struck the wood floor pretty hard but seemed to be perfectly intact. She frowned, again wondering just how hard it was to break.A moment later, Rolando emerged from what Angela assumed was a bathroom. The man was naked, his flaccid cock swinging in front of him. His face showed surprise at seeing her unbound.“Maybe you should tie me tighter next time,” Angela said and winked.The man grinned and shot back, “Perhaps the stocks next time.”Angela gulped, an odd feeling of excitement making her warm at the thought of a next time. She made use of Rolando’s shower, cleaning herself for the third time that day, then left the house behind. Despite the long and intense anal session she’d just experienced, she was surprised that her ravaged butthole didn’t hurt as much as she’d believed. That was likely due to Rolando’s very generous and lengthy lead-up to her eventual, incredible analgasms. As she drove to a nearby cafe for a much-needed lunch, Angela pondered this most recent development.
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