Ben's cock was pulling at his pants to come out. "Kathy, what's it going to be?" I couldn't think of a way out of it. I couldn't lose my job. I had no husband to support me and teaching was what I had always wanted to do. I wasn't about to give it all up so I did what had to be done. I unzipped his pants. Ben knew he had won. He smiled like a Cheshire cat. "Not here slut," he said. I was about to get to know the real Ben in all his crudeness.
"Suck me from under the table." He moved behind his desk and turned his chair. He wanted to ensure that I could suck him sight unseen, from anyone who should happen to look into the window of his office. "Pull out my dick, whore and give me a great blowjob." I did as he ordered. His puny prick was a far cry from Ted's huge instrument and it was almost as ugly to me as Ben's face.
"Look up at me as you wrap your lips around my cock," he dictated and I obeyed. Looking at his face, added to the displeasure of putting his prick in my mouth. "Tell me how much you like sucking it Kathy." I didn't say a word. "Tell me you love sucking it, bitch."
"I love sucking your cock," I spat out. I managed to lie through my teeth and finished doing the task at hand. Ben's load of cum was the last thing I wanted to taste but Ben had other ideas.
"Swallow every drop of my seed, you cunt," and so I did. I thought I was going to throw up. "From now on Kathy, Tuesday and Thursday nights are reserved for me. Got it?" I nodded. "We'll meet up at my office at 6pm sharp on those nights. Don't keep me waiting." He knew I wouldn't be late. I wouldn't take the chance.
We met for a few months every Tuesday and Thursday at 6pm, like clockwork. Ben usually rented a hotel room and once inside he treated my body as if he owned it. In many ways, he did. Several times he brought cuffs and a blindfold and did whatever he wanted to me, including golden showers. Feeling his hot urine drip down my body sickened me. He didn't care. It had no bearing on him whatsoever. He paddled my ass, put clothespins on my nipples and abused me. The more I screamed out in pain, the wilder he became. I learned to stifle my outbursts so as not to elicit more of what he considered foreplay.
Sucking his cock was a ritual I dreaded performing but it was pleasurable compared to having him fuck me. At first, his favorite position was ramming his cock in my tight asshole without lubrication. I guess he loved it the most since it made me scream out more than when he shoved his prick in my pussy. As my ass was fucked regularly, it slowly opened up, which lost some of its appeal for Ben. I just wasn't screaming anymore and that didn't turn him on. He was always rough and grunted like an animal when he came. I despised him.
Ben often talked about how he wanted me gangbanged but never arranged one. I was relieved and surprised he hadn't done so. One Thursday night I found out why. We headed out to his car and he drove outside of city limits. He had never done that before. Stopping at a truck stop along the road, he got out of the car and went to his trunk. He handed me a package that was there and told me to go to the washroom and change clothes. "DON'T wear any panties or bra," he bellowed.
I looked at the mirror and saw my reflection when I was done. I looked like a first class slut. My long shapely legs had fishnet thigh highs on it. I was wearing a red mini skirt that didn't do much to hide my pussy. The black see-through blouse was low cut and without my bra on, I might as well have wore nothing. The 6-inch high heels were black with lace. Nothing was left to the imagination in this outfit.
I returned to the car where Ben was waiting. "That's it my slut," Ben said. "Now you are ready for our big night out." He added, "I couldn't do this in town since too many people know me. I couldn't risk my wife finding out." I could feel my tension rising. "Get into the car and suck my dick until we get to the pool hall," he commanded. I did as I was told, as always. He pulled out his dick and drove while I bent over and sucked his cock. When he shot his load in my mouth, some of it dripped down my chin. I was about to wipe it off when Ben said, "Don't take that cum off. I want everyone to see what a whore you are." The sperm remained on my chin.
When we arrived at the dingy establishment, we went inside. Rowdy men and women were drinking and shouting and playing pool. I thought we were going to go sit down but that wasn't what Ben had in mind. Lifting me on the one unused pool table, he lifted my skirt. My smooth shaved cunt was exposed to the crowd. "Who wants a hole in one?" Ben said, with obvious pride at his feeble attempt at a joke. With all the noise in the room there were no takers. I was relieved but then Ben repeated the question, louder this time. Those in the room took notice.
Before I knew it, there were at least 15 men and even a few women, ready to accept that offer. I knew that no matter how humiliating, I still had no choice. If I didn't go through with this, my career would be over. "Smile bitch," Ben said to me. "A donation would be welcome, he hinted to the crowd. Donate what you feel she's worth." I smiled the best I could.
I could see Ben taking out his cell phone and he began taping the event. I had nothing more to lose so I didn't dare fight him on it. The first guy in line handed Ben a $10 bill and pulled out his dick. "If you want your prick sucked, that's another donation," Ben shouted. Another $10 was given. Ben was going to enjoy this evening and make a bundle on it to boot. "Take care of your first customer, whore. Give him what he paid for."
I closed my eyes and sucked cock after cock. Some men shot in my mouth. Some men came all over my face or tits. Others waited for my cunt or ass. I could feel each prick enter my pussy or when requested, I bent over and they fucked my ass. I heard the moans and felt hot cum fill me up. Double or triple penetration was available for a larger "donation" Ben advised. All 3 holes were filled up at once, many times over.
Women had me lick their cunts out. I had never been with a woman before and tasting the cum they shot in my mouth both disgusted and excited me. My pussy was licked that night by all takers who wanted to. God help me but I even came several times myself. I hated my body for letting this experience arouse it.
Ben came over to me when he finished raking in the loot for the evening. "Did you like those 18 cocks inside you slut?" Ben asked, obviously keeping count. I was covered in cum and nodded. I felt sick inside. "It's my turn now whore," and with that Ben ended the night with another bang. He shot his sperm inside me. Ben lifted me from the pool table and we left that wretched place. He took me back to the school and as always, we parted ways for the evening.
The following Tuesday I reported to Ben's office at 6pm, as usual. His door was locked so I knocked. I didn't want him to say I was late. Instead of being ready to leave, he was drinking some whiskey and was on the verge of being drunk. Disheveled he came and opened it up and I walked in. "We won't be having any more meetings," he told me.
"I did everything you asked of me. You can't go public. You just can't," I pleaded. Ben's words were partially slurred but he managed to convey what had happened.
"My wife knows everything. She... she...had a private investigator follow me. He was there the night at the pool hall. He even fucked you, the bastard. My wife searched my belongings," Ben continued. "She found the copies I made of the videos of you having sex that night on the stage and the one I took at the pool hall. She figured everything out. Could you believe it? The bitch is blackmailing ME. She said she'd ruin me at work and show our kids the videos if I don't grant her a divorce. I am being forced into giving her the house and car, all our savings and YOU a raise. I am ruined... ruined."
Tears of joy ran down my face. My nightmare was finally over. I guess it's really true what they say, I thought to myself. What goes around comes around.
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