Master pulled down an alley and past a garish neon sign that said MIKE'S VIDEOS: $1 PREVIEW BOOTHS. PARKING IN THE BACK. He pulled into a half-empty parking lot and parked near a blackened glass door that read ADULTS ONLY.
Gina squirmed in the passenger's seat. Except for black boots, she was naked beneath her trench coat. It was how He had instructed her to dress; He liked her naked in boots.
He'd told her that when He informed her that tonight would be Slut Training, and training required punishment. She was being punished, He told her, for being twenty-six and only having sucked eight cocks.
"It'll be twice that by midnight," He'd said gruffly into the phone, and she'd gone wet to the knees the second she'd heard it. She'd expected Him to take her to a fetish club, or a private party. But Master knew her too well. Just the sight of the neon signs made her pussy throb.
Gina took deep breaths as she buttoned her coat, got out of the car and walked with Master. The smell assaulted her as He held the door for her: bleach, male sweat, and come.
A half-dozen men were scattered about the store. All eyes were on her the second they entered. A few then looked down, but most kept staring. He led her through long rows of gaudy porn videos, past the entrance to a dark corridor lined with doors. "Wait here," He instructed her. She stood reddening under the gaze of the men in the store as He went to the front counter. A bearded clerk in a flannel shirt looked her up and down as He handed over a $50 bill.
"I'd like some tokens," He said.
"I don't have much change," said the clerk, glancing briefly at the bill and then returning His eyes to her.
"All of it," He said, and her heart pounded. Men were looking at her hungrily. The clerk counted out fifty tokens and He deposited them in His suit jacket. They jangled as He returned to her, putting His arm around her and grasping her shoulder firmly as He led her down the corridor to the very last booth. He opened the door, held it for her, and she went into the dark stink of sweat and come and sex.
He came in behind her, closed the door, and reached around her. There was no light in the booth. His body pressed against her in the darkness and she could feel His cock hard against her ass. He untied and unbuttoned her coat with the practiced hand of the expert. He bundled it and dropped it on the floor in front of her. His hand snaked into her hair and His leg pushed at the backs of her knees. She went down and He guided her until her hands were pressed up against the duct-taped hole in the wall. Light poured through it as a patron opened the door to the next booth.
Master sat on the plastic seat with His hand still pulling her hair. He fished in His pocket for a handful of tokens and began pumping them into the slot. She could hear tokens clanking in the other booth, too. The booth went bright with the glow of the video screen, and the discordant sounds of female moaning filled her ears as some woman she could not see was pitilessly fucked.
He bent down low, gripping her hair, and spoke softly to her so that His warm breath tickled her ear.
"This starts as punishment," He growled. "But soon it'll be reward.”
She heard herself saying it rapturously, though the words seemed to have bypassed her mind and come directly from some deep, submissive part of her. "Yes, Sir," she said.
Gripping her hair, He held her face near the glory hole. She didn't know if He understood just how profoundly she needed that; she would not have pulled away from the punishment He'd dictated for her -- but knowing she couldn’t pull away made her hungry for it, sent pleasure coursing through her, and made it infinitely easier to do.
Her hands planted flat on either side of the glory hole, she waited for her first cock.
When it didn't arrive immediately, He pushed her face-first against the opening so the boy next door could see her mouth, her full lips, her pretty face. She had her eyes closed tight, as if she could not watch it happen to her. She opened her mouth when she heard the creaking of the partition. Then the stranger's cock slid easily between her lips and deep into her mouth.
She began to suck automatically, like she was born for it. She closed her lips around his shaft and pressed her tongue flat against his head, and began gliding up and down easily, almost unaware that His hand had gone gentle in her hair and almost let go of it -- but not quite. He held her head softly enough to let her do the work but firmly enough to let her know that she was not going to escape. She began to suck cock hungrily, and her pussy went wet in a flood as she gave herself over to it.
She had already pulled the stranger's cock through the opening and began to suck in earnest when it really dawned on her what she was doing. "Stranger," she thought. "I'm sucking a stranger's cock." She didn't stop, just backed off a little and didn't deep throat him, even though some deep part of her wanted to. She felt ashamed and hungry and humiliated all at once, and desperately wanted more. She heard the guy moaning and felt the thrust of his hips as she sucked him.
She came off the stranger's cock breathing hard. "Should I swallow or spit, Sir?" she asked, with a whimper that made her sound either slutty or pathetic, she couldn't decide.
"That's not part of the punishment," Master said. "You get to decide."
She began to stroke the stranger's cock with her hand as she bobbed up and down, her lips around his head. When she felt him about to come, she pulled back and closed her lips tightly; the first hot stream hit her face, and she felt a wave of nausea that spelled both intense satisfaction and embarrassment that she had made this happen. Another stream followed, and another, and another, the come dripping down her chin and dribbling across her breasts, running down to join the other cumshots on the floor. She felt dizzy.
The cock in her face went soft; the guy pulled back; the door opened. She heard footsteps, a groaning in the partition as the new man leaned against it and unfastened his pants.
"Good girl," Master said behind her. "Take your punishment." It thrilled her to hear the satisfaction in His voice.
She knew she must not stop or she'd think about what she was doing. Her lips circled the head of the new cock, and she licked at the pre-come. She slid down halfway and began to work up and down, using one hand to reach through the opening and caress his balls while with her other she worked the base of it, stroking his cock up and down and sliding it back and forth against her tongue as she sucked.
She heard the guy moaning.
He was already leaking pre-come, as if he'd been stroking off in an adjacent stall and was almost there. She felt the spurt of his semen on her tongue. She pulled out and let him come on her face, his warm semen dribbling down her chin and onto her bare breasts.
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Master regarded her with a wicked grin as the stranger withdrew and another man entered the adjacent stall, thrusting his cock through the opening.
This one was a bit smaller than the last guy and Gina felt a sudden thrill, an urge to deep-throat him, because she knew she could.
She resisted. He was a stranger.
Instead, she serviced the new man's cock efficiently, quickly taking on exactly the rhythm she knew would make him come. She could tell he was close by the way he surged against the partition and the way his moans grew in volume to mingle with the sounds from both his video screen and her Master's. When he was just about to come, she felt a sudden hungry desire to swallow this one, to taste and savor and swallow him; she suppressed it, and drew back, breathing hard, spittle running down her chin as she stroked his cock off on her face.
Unable to keep her mouth closed tight, she tasted the sharp salty tang of his come, and it made her hungry for more, desperate for it. She breathed hard and smelled him, getting dizzy with the aroma of come. She looked back at her Master and saw His smile. She understood that her punishment was about to turn into reward.
When the next guy slid his big, dark cock smoothly through the glory hole, she knew she was going to swallow his come.
That knowledge made her slide her mouth onto his cock with a need that seemed at once frightening and soothing. As she worked her tongue up and down, she turned to the side so she could see Him watching her, meet His eyes and let him know just how she had been changed by Him.
Master had His cock out and was jacking off.
Her head spun as the intense arousal overtook her. She had pleased Him. Without thinking, she reached out and put her hand on His hard cock; He chuckled and took her hand away, guided it to the stranger's cock. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and repositioned herself so she could open her throat and swallow it.
His cock was slightly bigger than Master's -- long, with a thick head and a wide shaft. She took him down smoothly, swallowing until her lips were wrapped around the base of his cock. He groaned through the partition. She came up with her spittle flowing and her clit throbbing. She knew she was going to swallow his come, so she began to service him eagerly, as if begging for it. She settled into an easy rhythm, pumping her mouth and hand together to bring him off as quickly as possible.
When his come spurted onto the back of her tongue, she heard her Master murmuring encouragement to her, and she felt a warm glow of pleasure. She swallowed every drop of the stranger's come.
The next man's cock was longer, but narrower; he was particularly easy to deep throat. Once she'd felt his cock thrust deep into her two or three times, she knew it wouldn't be long. She rubbed him over her face to tease him and prolong the blowjob, then put her mouth to work along with both hands. She knew she was going to swallow his come, as well. She knew he was her fifth. She deep throated him once, sucked him efficiently and received his come with ease. He withdrew.
She was on her sixth cock when she felt Master's arm curving around her torso. His hand went between her naked thighs and she didn't dare hope for what was about to happen. The pressure of His fingers on her clit made it more awkward to suck cock, because she couldn't concentrate; when His fingers traveled down to her pussy and entered her, thrusting deep, she was hopeless. She panted desperately and trembled as she serviced the cock in her face.
His other arm went around her, He leaned in close, and He fingerfucked her while working her clit. As she mounted toward orgasm, the man in her mouth finished and she obediently received his come, and swallowed. Master knew she was close. He pulled back and would not move His fingers, holding her on the brink as she showed what a slut she was.
When He sat back on the groaning plastic chair and reached under her to lift her by the hips, she knew what was coming. She was a small woman, but it was a very small booth. It was almost like the time He had fucked her in an airplane restroom.
She felt the pressure of His cockhead against her entrance; she was tight, swollen from the arousal, but so wet that He went in easily. Her cunt fit Him like a glove. He lowered her back to the floor, driving so deep inside her that she was pinned against the wall. She opened her mouth wide and let out a cry as His cock reached its deepest point within her, His hand still working her clit and His cockhead pressing deep into her. She tried to surge back against His body, to fuck herself onto Him, but every time she did He pinned her tighter. He forced her to let Him fuck her at His pace -- keeping her climbing toward orgasm, but not yet reaching it.
The man in the next booth reached down and shook his cock impatiently, slapping her slightly in the face. She felt a wave of pleasure as she took his cock in her mouth and began servicing as she was fucked. Master used her cunt slowly, savored it, as she worked the seventh stranger's cock eagerly, tasting his come and swallowing some, letting the rest run down her chin. Master held her pinned against the wall and fucked her with excruciating slowness as a new cock slid through the glory hole.
She was sucking her eighth cock eagerly when Master finally let her come, working her clit rapidly while He held His cock deep inside her. Pleasure coursed from her filled cunt and her exquisitely sensitive clit. She kept stroking the stranger's cock with her hands, and felt his warm semen spurting on her neck and breasts as she opened her eyes, recovering just quickly enough to plant her mouth on his cockhead and swallow most of his come. The sensations flowed through her as Master began to fuck her faster, rising toward His own orgasm. He came deep inside her and the sensation of His slick come shooting into her caused a warm glow through her body. She received it eagerly until Master had finished fucking her and remained, half-hard, deep inside her.
The softening cock withdrew from the glory hole. Master bent His face close to her. She could feel His breath on her ear. "That's eight," He growled. "Your punishment's finished."
Still pinned hard against the wall, she felt Master's cock deep inside her. He had not gone all the way soft; He never did until He was entirely finished with her, and He often came two or three times. She looked over her shoulder at Him, her eyes rich with love and surrender.
Then she felt another naked cock sliding against her face, as another man took position on the other side of the glory hole.
Still watching Master, her eyes locked in His, Gina opened her mouth and began to lick up and down the underside of the ninth stranger's cock. When Master grinned, she slid her mouth to the glistening tip and hungrily slid it over the hard cock, her head bobbing up and down, sucking as Master began to swell inside her.
"And now it's your reward," said Master, and started fucking her again as she opened her throat and swallowed the new man's cock.
N.T. Morley is the author of more than fifteen novels of erotic dominance and submission, including The Office, the Nightclub, and The Castle, as well as many published erotic short stories.
