'I like to think of her as some pretty woman,' He said, 'who has never dared tell anyone of her wild fantasies of rape and domination and gang fucks, whom everyone sees as a paragon of virtue, who reads you and sees herself chained, on her knees, having her mouth dragged by a collar to a thrusting hot anonymous cock... and almost not being able to breathe with lust at the thought.'

'I like to think of them wanting to be women, and not wives or mothers. Wanting to be used and fucked, again and again, desired for sex and nothing else, just for a while. Like you desire.' He said.


She walked into the bar dressed like a cheap whore. High heels, torn fishnets, a skirt that barely covered her crotch, a top tight enough for her nipples to stand out. Her nails and her lips both painted bright red. Her aim was to attract the males and be used by any man whose cock throbbed for her. Perhaps, just perhaps, she wanted the other women to hate her as well.

She sat by herself for a while, unconcerned. She knew everyone was watching her. She was aware of the lust in the room and knew it was for her. She had all night to wait, but she knew it wouldn't take that long. She sipped her drink, savouring the taste on her tongue.

The first one approached her quietly and took the seat beside her. She smiled at him and he blushed.

'How much?' he whispered quietly and she threw back her head and laughed.
'Today is your lucky day,' she said. 'Today, I am free. But we have to do it here.'
He looked at her incredulously. She knew he was about to run. She slid off her chair and stroked the bulge in his pants.
'I want to suck your cock,' she said. 'Please?'

And soon hot horny cocks surrounded her, all pulsing just to get at her. She let herself fill with lust. She groaned and moaned and grunted as she sucked and licked and jerked, greedy for all of them. She loved it. She loved them. Her ass and pussy started to feel hot from use and from the semen that was spurted into her time after time.

She was sitting on a table when another man approached her, another stranger with his cock huge and glistening. As the head touched her hot pussy, she wound her legs around him and pulled him into her. She grunted as she sucked on his tongue. Her muscles contracted around his thick cock and all she wanted was to feel him shudder and spurt into her. He was the seventh or eighth, she had lost count but there were more jostling, more throbbing, more waiting to use her and she wanted them all.

Yet another stood before her, this one rough and unshaven. She smiled as the semen leaked from her pussy, her breasts bared and marked, her lipstick smeared. He reached out a hand and slapped her hard. Her breath caught in her throat. He watched her to see what she would do and she saw all he is in that look, surly, demanding contemptuous. This could be the one she wanted.

He slapped her again.

'Turn over whore. I am going to fuck your ass.'

She scurried to comply. She wanted to please him even more than the others.

When he mounted her, he reached under and as she felt his cock push in her ass and his rough face on her neck, as he growled at her 'you like being ass fucked in public, whore, huh?' he caressed her cunt, gently, knowing what he was doing. She came and his mouth was near her ear.

'See whore?' he whispered. 'I know how to make you come, just when I want.'

She turned her head to the side and sucked his tongue into her mouth. She knew she would leave with this one. She knew she would follow him anywhere. As long as he let her please him, she would be his.

He finished inside her and pushed away, leaving her lying across the table, her feet on the floor. He tucked his cock away and zipped up his pants and still she was too scared to move. The next guy positioned himself behind her, ready to make use of her too, but the man that had just finished moved him away.

'No, enough.' He said. 'She is mine now.' He looked at her. 'I am leaving. So are you. Get your things, whore.' He turned away and walked out the door.

She watched him leave. He never turned back. She scrabbled across the bar for her purse. All the men were watching her and she stopped for just a moment to smile. Her hand came up to tidy the smeared lipstick. A car door opened in the car park and she hurried to grab her coat, not bothering to put it on. She dashed into the night.

'She is mine now' he had said and all she wanted was for it to be true.


'That girl in the fantasy I just told you, is so you' Mac said.
'That man is so you' I said.

He looked at the time and sighed.

'I have to be gone in 20 minutes, I cant be late and my cock is throbbing. I don't have time for this.' He rolled out of bed and plodded off towards the shower. I waited until the water was running and the shower door was closed before I went and invited myself to join Him.

'I don't have time.' He said
'I will have your breakfast ready before You get out of the shower.' I said.
'Toast?' He asked as I slid my arms around His shoulders.
'If You want.' I said and sucked the water off His neck.
'Marmite?' He said as I dropped my hands to His erection.
'Yes.' I said and stood on tiptoe to guide His cock between my legs.
'Tea?' He asked as I tried to slide my tongue into His mouth.
'Shut up and fuck me.' I demanded as I leaned back against the tiles.

He laughed and lifted me onto His cock.

And I tossed Him out the door with two pieces of toast in His hand and 30 seconds to spare. (I know because He was standing at the door counting down.)

It was a yummy start to my day.