<h1>The Morning After</h1>
You wake up in a soft bed next to your drug dealer.
Your body is sore, the good kind that you get from having your lovers go harder & faster. It's like eating spicy food: it hurts, but the pain is mirthful, like entering nirvana & experiencing pleasurable annihilation for a few minutes.
At least that's what you tell yourself. Last night, you weren't in the mood to visit the ATM to get cash, so you decided to give him a blowjob. However, you surprised yourself: you liked it. After you got him to finish, you felt proud of making him come. He must have so many women come through, so getting hime to explode in your mouth in two minutes felt powerful. As soon as you saw that he gave you an extra baggie of coke for free, you took him to bed for more.
[[Next.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
You like his bed. For some reason he sleeps in silk sheets. Not the best for wicking away moisture (as you know too well), but in the morning they feel pleasant. It's a Saturday, so you don't have school today. You had a class, but that was cancelled since the professors' wife left him for his TA.
You look at his body laid out, the muscles in his arms at rest. When he's awake, his tight muscles look so hot. You notice that his cock is hard & at attention.
You eye it. It is still glistening wet from last night when he fucked you raw. You get some ideas that last week you would have never entertained.
[[You close your eyes & try to go back to sleep.]]
[[You grab it gently.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
You lie in bed, next to him, & you fall into light sleep. You dream of him. He dangles a baggie of molly in your face, & you sweetly ask him for it. He unzips his jean pants, signaling what you have to do to win your prize.
You love the game he plays, & you gladly become his drugged-up whore. By the end of the dream, your holes are all broken in, full of his fluids. You like being drugged up & used up. He takes good care of you, buys you luxury clothes & getaways to exotic locales. You're his whore, & it's great. You would still like to graduate from college, though. You wouldn't want your man to date someone with a university diploma.
You wake up, & you check your watch. It's only been fifteen minutes. It's pure fantasy at this point. You don't know him very well, but you want to see if you can realize a dream.
[[You start kissing his chest slowly, sucking on his nipple in between kisses.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
"Of course, baby. I'm your white bitch..I can't resist this brown cock, but you can't resist my tight little pussy & my little body...I'm gonna work to be your girl, get spoiled, & be drugged up while you use my body a thousand ways..."
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You deepthroat his cock as deep as possible (all the way), & you hold it there for almost a minute. You motion him to smack you around, & he obliges, enjoying every nanosecond of the thrill.
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"Ugh...I can't quit this. You got me right where you want me..."
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"I have a question," you say in a soft voice.
"yeah?" he answers.
"Do you like nipple piercings?"
He starts moaning & grabbing you with a strong grip.
"Yeaaaah...that'd be so hot...like a trashy slut...I'll pay for them."
You giggle. You're glad that your shot in the dark paid off.
"I guess you'd want me with tattoos, wearing fishnets & skimpy clothing around your apartment..."
He grabs your head, & he starts to push you down.
"i can't take this anymore. shut the fuck up & suck me off, you fuckin bitch."
You're surprised by how sudden & violent he got, but that's normal. You ARE his bitch, & he's gonna pay to doll you up. What surprises you even more is that he's awakened something inside of you. Even if you are ambitious & independent...it's not always a bad thing to be taken care of.
[[You get an idea on what to say...]]
[[You're too shocked & a little scared, so you comply & let him use your mouth.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
His cock throbs in your hand. You've always wondered about the specific mechanisms of morning wood. In the light of morning, you see just how thick he is. No wonder you're sore. You wonder to yourself if he has lube...
You're somewhat mesmerized even though he is asleep. You ask yourself if it's possible that a cock can have charisma.
<i>Ugh, that sounds stupid</i> you tell yourself. You feel too cerebral—yap, yap, & yap. You use mindfulness tehcniques to stay present.
[[You keep rubbing it with one arm.]]
[[You put your mouth on it.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
You sense that there's some friction, so you think about spitting on your hand. However, you remember seeing lube in his nightstand drawer. You stop for a second, grab the bottle, & squirt a bit on your hand. You rub him again... it feels so good. He starts moaning, quietly. He's still half asleep.
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"This is the life," he says in a tone too raspy to be a whisper.
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Well, you heard your orders. You keep sucking his right nipple while you stroke his cock, stiff as fuck. You feel the pre-cum on your hand, which reduces the friction. He's moaning softly. You feel accomplished, knowing you're doing your duty of pleasuring your new owner. You'll earn his loyalty at this point.
You want him all for yourself. You fantasize about being his only slut, high on drugs while he steals you for the week to use you. You want all your holes to be for his pleasure. You'll wear whatever skimpy outfit he requests. Hell, you'll get plastic surgery if he wants or a tattoo. You wonder if he wants your nipples pierced.
[[You get the nerve to ask him about the piercings.]]
[[You put your mouth on his cock & start sucking it up.]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
You don't really give head, but you wanna be a good girl. Perhaps you're still in the afterglow of the coke you snorted last night, but you can't help but anticipate his needs. You can tell he has a strong desire to dominate yet also be affectionate. You surrendered yourself to him for this reason after you got here last night.
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He remains asleep, but you can sense his muscles move ever so slightly. You keep sucking, finding joy in this simple motion. You recall what your best friend from high school told you at drinks last week about how she loves giving head. You understand that the effort you put in pays off. This rock hard cock, his muscles moving involuntarily while he starts to slowly wake up--all of it.
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You realize there's power in this movement of the neck & head bobbing up & down. He couldn't move if he wanted to: his body wants the pleasure of a cute little white girl getting sloppy on his cock. That wetness? No one could resist it, not even the most disciplined of Roman legionaries.</p><h1>By His Side</h1>
As you lick the tip of his cock, you begin to wonder if you had ever done this before. <i>No</i>, you tell yourself. You were never really big on giving a blowjob before, but he's different. This time it feels like you're worshipping a warlord that protects you & treats you like his most prized possession.
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In a way, you feel that he's earned your submission.
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You're quite daring today, aren't you?
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"Mmh...you down for that?"
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"Yeah...I got a friend who's very free-spirited. I kinda feel bad because I blow her off a lot..."
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"Do you think she'll vibe with us? not concerned about her attractiveness. i don't want drama."
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"Oh, trust me. she'll do whatever you want if you dispense her daily ration of coke."
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Mark laughed at this. "Baby..."
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"Yes, my man?"
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"You're roping in your friend for me...you don't have to..."
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"You're right. i like it, though...i want you as satisfied as possible. ok, my lord?"
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"Ok, if you insist. suck me off then, bitch."
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[["On one condition..."]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
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"Hmm?"
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"I wanna be your only girl. You can fuck other girls, but I'm your main one. I want all the spoils: the drugs, gifts, everything. I'm in charge of your sexual pleasure, & I'll make sure your girls get trained."
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You suck him off real good, the drool from your dribbling down your chin proof of your devotion.
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"I can't say no to that...I love spoiling you. I never felt that way before..."
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You're not entirely sure why you're sucking his nipple. You don't even know if a man's nipple is sensitive like a woman's. However, you're experimenting a bit. You want to surprise him.
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blah blah blah
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he starts to shift in bed & he strokes your hair.
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"do you want me to stop sucking your nip?"
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"Not at all...it feels so nice & soothing...if only you could do the other..."
[[You keep sucking the nipple like a good girl.]]
[[You say, "if only I had a little helper with me..."]]<h1>By His Side</h1>
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After a minute of having your mouth fucked, you push him away.
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"What's wrong, baby?"
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"That was a little scary."
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He purses his lips & starts to stroke your hair. "I'm sorry, baby. You wanna stop?"
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You feel comfortable again. He knows how to remind you that he likes you. "Mmmh...nah. I need to know my place..." You start licking the head, hungry to make him moan again & be his loyal slut.
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