Robert Jenkins - Tied up and teased

"All set, toots, tomorrow you can work in the massage parlor awhile, to see if you like it. If it seems okay, maybe you and I can work out a little business deal."

Ellen smiled and rubbed her body against the fat man. He turned over, and Ellen held onto his thick cock. She was still holding it when she fell asleep, tired out from her long day.

Martin grunted in satisfaction, and then he too fell asleep.

The next day Martin escorted Ellen to the HoneyBee, one of his massage joints. Ellen was shocked at the sleaziness of the place, in stark contrast to Martin's elegant house.

"This place is a dump," she said nervously.

"It's supposed to look this way," said Martin.

The girl was dressed in a tight pair of denim jeans, a tight sweater, high platform shoes. She looked very sexy. Martin kept his fingers pressed firmly against her hot little ass. He felt her muscles ripple as he walked her inside the place.

Larry was waiting for her at his desk in the front office, Larry was middle-aged, and wearing a cheap suit. He wore a pair of wrap-around shades, and he looked altogether untrustworthy.

"This is Larry. He'll tell you what to do," said Martin.

Martin pushed the girl forward and left her with the man. Then he pretended to leave. He slipped into an adjoining room and seated himself in front of a two-way mirror. He could comfortably watch Ellen then, while she fucked and sucked the customers.

Ellen stood nervously while Larry explained her chores. He handed her a baby-doll nightie that was almost transparent. She stripped and pulled it over her lithe body, and it showed every delicious curve. Larry looked at her approvingly.

"You look damn good, honey. Where'd Martin pick you up?"

"I'm not supposed to say," she answered.

"Okay, have it your way," he said moodily.

"All right, now listen good. The customers will come in, and then one will pick you out. I'm sure a lot of them will like you. Then you take him into a back room, and you rub his shoulders for a little bit, then you ask him if he wants anything extra."

"I understand," said Ellen.

"Good. Then you tell him it's ten bucks for a blow-job, and twenty for a fuck. He'll do the rest. You just make sure that you get the money before you do anything and if you get into any trouble just open your mouth and yell. We'll send someone running to help you. Is there anything you don't get?" he asked.

"No, I think it's all pretty clear," she said.

"Good."

He handed her the bottle of oil that she was to massage the customers with and then be showed her to the cubicle where she would work. It was a sleazy little hole in the wall, but it looked all right to her. There was a cheap cot, some gaudy drapes and a stool.

Then he led her back out to the front of the place, to await the first customer. In a few moments, a nervous-looking businessman walked into the place. His eyes almost popped when he caught sight of the luscious young girl, and he pointed her out to Larry.

"I'll take her," be said.

Larry winked at Ellen, and she smiled. She got up and took the man by the hand, trying to look as sexy as possible. She could tell that he had an enormous hard-on. It was bulging clearly in the front of his tight pants. She led him down the hall toward her small booth.

He looked at her, and he "accidentally" brushed his hard cock with the back of her hand, licking her lips at this time. She hoped he had a huge wallet full of money. She intended to give him the best fucking and sucking that he had ever gotten in his whole life.

She led him to the table in the back room, and then she sat down on the stool. The man took his clothes off as if he had been there before, and Ellen turned off the light, but left on a small red lamp. Ellen noticed that there were a few vibrators and other implements in a box near the table. She licked her lips, and then she slowly pulled off her flimsy garment. The man was lying flat on his back, and his thick cock stood up in the air like a telephone pole.

Ellen stood next to him and poured a little oil on her hands and began to nib them on the man's shoulders. He reached out at the same time and began to firmly massage her big tits. His cock got bigger and thicker than it had been before. Ellen almost gasped. He really had a gigantic cock.

She let her hand lightly brush his cock, then she grasped it a little more firmly, and squeezed it tightly. The man arched his back and groaned with pleasure. Ellen felt a little chill go up her spine, and she closed her eyes and felt the huge cock throb in her grasp.

"How would you like a little extra?" she asked.

"Sure, baby, what you got?" he said.

"I suck the best cock on earth," she said.

"I'll give you five bucks to suck mine," said the man. Little beads of sweat were forming on his face. Ellen held his cock tightly, and then she rubbed it up and down, waiting for the man to offer her a better price.

"All right, honey, ten," he said finally.

Ellen nodded her head in affirmation, then she waited while the man reached into his wallet and produced the required money. She took the money and tucked it away, then she opened her mouth wide and dove for his straining cock.

Ellen was not in the least bit nervous. She could do one thing well, and that was suck cock. She let the bulb of the big organ slide into her mouth, then she wet it with her warm saliva. The man began to strain and moan, and her eyes gleamed with pleasure. She intended to give him a real work-out.

She let the cock slide deep into her throat, and then she swallowed deeply, using the sides of her mouth, and fucking her warm tongue.

"Ummmm," moaned the man.

Ellen sucked harder, using every trick she could think of. The man was a bit startled. He had no idea what a treat he was in for. It would have made him even more excited if he had known it was Ellen's first job, but that was something she would keep to herself.

"I can tell you're an expert," he moaned.

"I am an expert," she said.

"Hey, put it back in," he said.

Ellen had taken his cock out of her mouth in order to talk to him.

"I can be better for a few more bucks," said Ellen.

"Sure, anything, only put it back in your mouth," he moaned.

"Give me another twenty, and I'll fuck your eyes out later," she told him.

The man fumbled with his wallet, and pulled out the bills. Ellen took them, and then she began to blow him even more intensely than before. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he grabbed the sides of the cot from the slicer pleasure of her moist and active lips on his cock. She lapped and sucked, taking every last drop of the sticky fluid that was oozing from his big cock.

With her free hand, she gripped his balls and squeezed them ever so slightly, as if she were milking him. He was moaning and writhing, and she loved the feel of control. She was programming his responses with her moist lips, and her eyes with gleaming with lust and power.

She began to feel the heat in her pussy, and she almost couldn't wait for the moment when she would take the hard cock out of her mouth and jam it inside her tight, dripping cunt.

"Shit, bitch, you're the best sucker I ever met!" he gasped.

Ellen took a deep breath, and then she jammed the cock all the way down her throat. All eight inches of the throbbing pecker slid easily into her gullet, and before she knew it her nose was in his bristly pubic hair. The man grunted and twisted, not believing the pleasure he was getting.

"Shit! What a little cocksucker!" he groaned loudly.

She felt his balls contract, and she knew he was on the brink of orgasm. Quickly she pulled the cock out of her mouth and, keeping up the pressure with her hot little hands, she jumped astride him.