Sir offers Celine a tough job, not knowing that he is fulfilling her dream. And he wants to pay a lot.
................................still in Sir's living room.
“I would like to hire you as the main attraction at one of my parties.
I rarely give them, which is why they are all the more popular and sought-after. They are sex parties, and even if someone once called them orgies, they are not.
My parties follow very specific rules, and the guests are carefully ***********ed by me. Only people who always follow the rules without reservation are invited to a party like the one I want to hire you for.
There are only 3 hard and fast rules: no drugs, no skin damage of any form whatsoever, and immediate reaction to my orders.
Every party can have a thousand more little things to follow, but that is of secondary importance now. Are you basically interested before I get to the attractive details?”
“Yes,” I say only because I am very curious about the attractive details.
“You'll receive this amount for successfully attending the party.” He tells me an amount, and I'm happy to be sitting already so I don't fall over in astonishment. It's a fortune.
"It's a large sum, and I'd like to ask you to keep it for yourself. But the height of the ledge has a reason that only you and I will know.”
“You will wear a face mask the entire time. You won't be able to see anything, and the guests will only be able to take away the memory of your body after the party. There will be no filming and no photography. The experience is unique."
“Sounds interesting.”
“Yes, I can see that.”
He's right.
Just the idea of being fucked by strangers without even knowing if I'll meet them at church the next day turns me on beyond belief.
The idea that I only know their voices, but they know my whole body is hot.
Having cocks in my mouth whose owners I would never recognize even though I know the taste of their cum is more appealing than being fucked by a dog.
"Don't get me wrong. You'll be the toy at the party, not an invited guest.
You'll be fucked by whoever wants to and however they want.
And they will all want it.
They will use you for their entertainment, and the only thing you have to do is obey.
The good Simon always treats you like a princess.
At the party, you'll be a paid whore or, more likely, a will-less slave.
You will have to endure everything that is done to you.
Will it be painful? Probably.
Will it be unpleasant? Possibly.
If there is anything you are absolutely not able to do, then tell me now, and I will decide if I accept it as an exception.
Otherwise, you'll show my guests what an obedient slave and depraved little whore you are."
I nod because my pussy is almost overflowing with juice and my body is already quivering with excitement and anticipation.
He wants to pay me to fulfil my most ardent wish?
Men who fuck me, use me, humiliate me, and force me to do things I would never do with a man I know?
My face covered, my body at the mercy of their desires?
My breath is already quickening.
Yes! Yes! Yes! I want to gasp, but I muster all my self-control and keep quiet.
I squeeze my trembling thighs together, which have started to open up.
Fantastic images and thoughts run through my head.
No judging the next day, no questions about what it was like for me, and no apologies for the pain that was inflicted on me.
No questions about whether it would be possible to repeat it, and what I liked and didn't like.
I ask as calmly as I can in my agitated state.
"And the catch to the whole thing? Where's the catch?"
Sir smiles, and I see the demon he definitely has in his eyes.
I'm about to hear the most important thing he'll try to sell me in a nice package.
"At every party, things can happen that are too much for the toy. Things you don't want to do or can't stand.
That's what the safe word is for.
Everyone at the party will know it and will react immediately and without fail when you say it. That's one of the most important rules my guests have to follow.”
"So?" I say, because I don't understand what the catch is. It's very nice to include a safe word for my safety.
“Everyone at the party will know it—except of you.”
His grin is devilish, and I can hardly believe my luck.
All in with no limit.
Now I know the reason for the exorbitant payment. I hope Sir never finds out what a wonderful gift he's trying to give me here.
I must look thoughtful because Sir asks something I don't realize in the confusion of my thoughts the first time.
“Do you want to watch Doro train her dog while you think?” He asks again.
I'm just too horny to understand him, so I nod.
As we walk through the house, I think about how everything Antonio didn't want me to do is suddenly coming true.
The whore in me is finally allowed to wake up and do what she is meant to do.
In the small courtyard of the house, I can see what Doro's belt is used for.
The paws of the dog that mounts her can't hurt her this way.
Beth leads a large German shepherd dog up to Doro, who sniffs and licks her ass like crazy.
"He smells his rival. She's just been fucked by another dog; that's why he's so wild. He wants to fuck his own cum into her."
Beth has to hold the dog so that he doesn't bury the petite Doro under him.
"Let him mount me. Let him mount me." Doro shouts.
"I have to have him inside. Fuck boy, fuck." Doro cheers the dog on and sticks her little butt into its snout.
Beth lets the huge animal clutch Doro's waist and make the first attempts at a target. She pushes the dog closer and cheers him on too.
"Fuck, boy, fuck. The little cunt hasn't had enough yet."
Then she reaches under the dog and helps him find Doro's hole.
Doro screams and moans, and the dog's ass fucks more and more wildly.
I am fascinated by the sight and am already getting jealous.
Nevertheless, my thoughts are still partly elsewhere.
“Has the little cunt never had enough?”
Beth's sentence echoes in my head.
I want to hear it. Referring to me, at the party, and from the mouth of someone I don't know.
"My dogs are well-trained and train often. Maybe you should get one. You can definitely afford it after the party. You like what you see there, don't you?"
“Yes,” I say truthfully, even if a little absent-mindedly, because Sir has just pulled me out of my gangbang fantasy.
Doro is screaming with pleasure and seems to be cumming.
I get my fill of the hot sight, and all I want to do now is go home and fuck myself.
I want to ram my fingers into my wet pussy and think about men using my body in every imaginable way.
We're standing in the doorway to the courtyard less than ten feet from the fucking dog and the screaming Doro.
Beth is so horny her face has turned red.
"Suck my cock. Now!" says Sir.
It's exactly what I need right now. A little taste of what is expecting me at the party.
I get down on my knees and undo his zipper.
His cock is already hard, and I suck it greedily into my mouth.
It still tastes like me as I suck and suck on it like crazy.
But maybe I'm just imagining my own scent on his cock.
Not important.
I want to swallow his cum before I swallow other men's cum over and over again. Sir holds my head and fucks into my mouth.
“Good, yes, that's good,” he moans and leans against the doorframe.
I'm sucking so hard that his first load almost takes me by surprise.
I swallow hastily and keep sucking like crazy when I realize that Beth is standing over me.
Sir holds me by the hair and lets his cock slide out of my mouth.
“Clean it,” he says to Beth, who pushes me aside and takes over.
She sucks him devotedly while I get to my feet and fix my appearance.
"Thanks, girls. That was a nice visit. Sir says with a smile and takes his soft cock out of Beth's sucking mouth.
“We're on the phone about the party, Celine?” I wipe my mouth and nod.