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Jocelynne
“Is it my surname?” asked Peter as the gorgeous brunette on her knees swallowed his final load. “You can’t be fellating each and every customer, right?”
“Actually, I suck off most of them,” grinned the woman. She licked her glistening lips and stood up gracefully, deliberately grazing his body with her big tits in the most seductive way. “But they have to be good looking and interesting to move on to the next stage.” She smiled and turned around, walked over to her desk, pulled her dress up to reveal her perfect butt, and bent over with a feline arch. “I hope you don’t mind fucking me up the ass. You see, my pussy belongs to my fiance.”
“I didn’t know you were engaged, Ms Scatenato… Jo... Ah, it’s the guy from that boy-band, isn’t it? I think I saw that news article.”
“Yeah, one of those boys,” giggled Jocelynne, “I often forget which, actually. Not too important anyway. They all rape well.” She slapped her right buttock and moaned seductively. “I’m sure you do too. May I feel it in my ass? Pretty please?”
Peter didn’t need any more encouragement. He was still hard even after the devilish head she gave him. He usually preferred slow and soft blowjobs, and Jo’s style was a bit too loud and “hungry” for his taste, but her gorgeous eyes made up for it. She certainly was a master of the “eye contact.” No man could possibly find anything to complain about as long as she held their gaze with those pleading blue eyes. He was fully convinced that she was telling the truth about sucking off most of her clients. Practice made perfect, as they said.
He approached the woman and grabbed her round bottom, moved his palms around to feel the perfect shape. Her skin was smooth to the touch. No flaws, no marks or blemishes. She really looked and felt perfect. His erection reached full hardness as soon as he grabbed her ass-cheeks and pulled them apart to reveal her secondary orifice. Her pink slit and tight little butthole glistened with desire. Like under a spell, his fingers slipped into that magical valley between her buttocks and ended up on her anal opening. He massaged her ring for a few seconds and pushed his thumb inside. Her sphincter resisted for only a moment and welcomed the intruder with a warm hug.
He pushed his entire thumb in and grabbed her butt, then he pulled her up. She moaned and rose on her tiptoes to accommodate him. Encouraged by her compliance, he moved his other hand down and cupped her swollen pussy. She opened fully when his fingers pressed into her slit. Peter expected her to protest, but she only moaned louder.
He moved forward to push her further down. Her thighs hit the side and her elbows buckled. He let her pussy go for moment to grab the back of her neck. She let out a sexy whimper and immediately surrendered control of her head to him. He turned her head, pushed her down and pressed her cheek on the desk. Once again, she obediently assumed the position he wanted her in, with her arms resting on her sides, palms up. Then he brushed her long raven hair to the side to reveal her blushing cheek. She whimpered again.
Peter was enjoying this silent game of conquest a lot. He didn’t expect to find himself in this situation when he left the courtroom a couple hours ago. He wasn’t still entirely sure who was controlling whom at that very moment, but he didn’t care. She was hot as hell. He was going to fuck the shit out of this impossibly gorgeous thing before he left.
He put his palm on the small of her back and pushed down, while pulling her ass up. She arched her back obediently. Satisfied with her response, Peter grabbed her wrists and joined them at her back. Jo moaned like a whore in heat when he tightly held her slender wrists and pinned her down.
Everything was going perfectly so far. Without saying a word, he started to thumbfuck her in the ass. She started to breathe loudly. She was begging for it.
He pulled his thumb out, grabbed his penis, and pressed it against her anal opening. He hesitated for a moment. Jo moaned with desire and held her breath, getting ready for the assrape she begged for.
“Apologize to your fiance for me,” he said, and slid the head of his cock down her crack and into her slit, then thrust into her with full speed. His steely rod violently penetrated her pussy, which she said was reserved for the use of her future husband. “Don’t worry. I’ll fuck you in the ass too… After I’m done beating your cervix.”
“I don’t really have a fiancee,” moaned Jo. “I lied. Punish me! Rape me hard, please! Every hole! Everywhere!”
A series of smacks exploded on her asscheeks and her mind went blank with the heavy pounding that followed. Peter fucked her for several minutes and let her orgasm twice before switching to her asshole. She somehow managed to climax again as he assraped her violently. He then shoved it into her mouth for a quick cleaning and penetrated her pussy again. She came three more times before he finally took his cock out, grabbed her hair, and came all over her blushing angelic face.
Peter caught his breath with her hair still in his tight grip. Then he walked over to her chair, dragging her on her hands and knees, and collapsed on it. He pulled her between his legs and trapped her slender neck between them. He didn’t want her to have any doubt about who was in charge.
Jo was barely conscious anyway. She looked drained. As soon as Peter imprisoned her between his legs, her head dropped on his thigh in total surrender.
“You know how to rape a woman, young Stevenson,” she moaned. “Thank you for treating me like a cheap whore. I’m a cheap whore, I know that. It’s my true nature. I learned that about myself long time ago.”
“You’re certainly not cheap,” wheezed Peter. “You are one gorgeous fuckmeat.”
“Thank you,” she smiled.
“Back to my original question,” said Peter, “am I getting a special treatment because I’m a Stevenson?”
“Did I agree to meet you in person because you’re a Stevenson? Yes. Did I fuck you for that reason?” She pouted mischievously. “Well, yes to that again, I guess.”
“Ah? I was hoping you’d lie again in order not to hurt my feelings,” snickered Peter.
“Don’t be like that,” she chuckled. “I was telling the truth before. You rape well. I’m glad I tried to beguile you with tactical sluttery.”
“Tactical sluttery, eh? Ah-hah! I like it. Something you picked up at the fancy business school daddy paid for?”
“Ah! now you’re trying to hurt me back, aren’t you?” She tried to turn her trapped head to face the boy. “Would you please release me now? I’ll give you the best post-rape blowjob you ever had if you let me go.”
“Fine.” He opened his legs. Jocelynne cleared her throat and thanked him, then knelt before him to lick his shaft. “You have nice cock. A real girlchoker.”
“More tactical sluttery?”
“Sure, but I mean it. It is beautiful and strong. Your cunts are very lucky. You’re married, aren’t you?”
Peter nodded. Jo smiled and continued to lick and suck his cock. He was delighted. A particularly embarrassing groan of pleasure he let out made Jo chuckle. “My father did pay for the business school I went to,” she said. “But I didn’t hone my skills there.”
“Ah? Where then?”
She stopped sucking for a moment, apparently unsure if she should continue or not. “After my graduation,” she started after a long pause, “the very next day, I was kidnapped.”
“Kidnapped?”
“Yes, kidnapped… as in grabbed, thrown into the trunk of a car, taken to an unknown location.”
Peter looked on puzzled.
“I ended up in a secluded farm. Spent a year there.”
“A whole year? What did they-“
“Oh, they made me their rapetoy, of course. What else? I was trained as a petgirl, actually.” She gestured towards the training floor outside teeming with puppyslaves being trained and fucked. “Irony, you say? Not really. It wasn’t a random kidnapping. They were ex-Cummypaws trainers, and I was taken because of that very reason. They were merciless, unforgiving, and brutal. You would’t believe how they…” She swallowed. “Anyway. At the end, I was totally broken as a pet. They turned me into a woofer. Been years, but I’m a still ‘fluent’ woofer to this day, actually. I knew all the verbal and gesture commands, obeyed them fully, without hesitation, served them twenty-four-seven with full devotion as if they were gods. I fully expected to be snuffed in the end. I was ready for it… Hoped for it, actually.”
Peter didn’t know what to say. Was the woman lying again? She seemed genuine enough, but it was difficult to be sure. Jocelynne stopped talking for a while and continued to suck his cock as if nothing happened. She, of course, was fully aware of the effect of her story had on the boy.
“How did you… escape?” asked Peter when she didn’t follow up for a long time. “You escaped, right? Or maybe they-”
“They let me go,” interrupted the girl. “I passed out during a particularly brutal gangrape one day, and woke up in an hospital much later. They later informed me that I was dumped in the hospital parking lot. ” She continued to give his shaft quick kisses and licks. “You see, that was the worst year of my life. I was destroyed and remade. It took me a while to become ‘human’ again.”
“Is that why you are living the way you do? Those crazy parties, the-”
“I guess.” She took his cock in her mouth again and served him eagerly for a long while. Then she stopped and stood up, turned around and sat on his revitalized cock. “You liked what you heard, I see,” she said as she started to fuck him. “Does it make me a better fuckmeat, the backstory?”
“Ah! You made all that up?”
“No,” Jo smiled bitterly. “Just changed a few details. The men who kidnapped me were not ex-Cummypaws trainers. They were my father’s men, acting on his orders. My dear father… he had me kidnapped, he had me trained as a petgirl, he had me raped and beaten for a year. You know why? To see if I was a survivor or not. That’s what he said. To toughen me up for the job. This very job.”
“Holy shit!” exclaimed the boy.
“Holy shit indeed. You see, I cannot wait for him to die. That fucking monster! The way he eats, he’s bound to have a heart attack soon, anyway. I try to accelerate it by embarrassing him whenever and however I can, fucking everyone and everything that moves in broad daylight, especially in front of the paparazzi.” She sped up until another climax hit her. She continued to fuck him slowly after her convulsions ended. He leaned back and let her fuck him for a while.
“The funny thing is,” she restarted after another climax, “I think it worked. I hate to admit it, but I feel that it actually made me a better woman. I don’t know if I could do this job if I wasn’t mercilessly trained like those poor bitches down there.”
