Huck and he has places to be, but first...

In the shower, Nicole was momentarily thankful it was Saturday. She'd been hoping to get a break from her whirlwind week of being used and fucked. She cursed herself for not blocking the morning off on the calendar, but she also felt like that would have been cheating. She followed up that cursing at herself by cursing at herself for taking all of this so seriously. For the billionth time this week, she muttered, "why am I like this?"

Nicole was pretty sure the mystery person coming had to be Huck. Ana Marie and Vincent didn't have the calendar link yet so they couldn't claim...time? Claim her? That thought sent a bolt of arousal through the free use slut. It was frustrating to continue losing freedom but it was also incredibly hot. Her thoughts drift to last night and then to going up to see Aflie. Except Ana Marie is there and they have a sexy threesome. Limbs and torsos rubbing together. Nicole grinds down on the sponge between her legs. "Why am I like this," she whispers "because I like it. " In her fantasy, Ana Marie's face is between her legs working on her pussy. Alfie kneels over Nicole's face and she licks his balls as he strokes his cock.

"KNOCK KNOCK!" Huck's voice bellows into the bathroom with three loud bangs on the open door. Nicole, startled, practically slips and falls. She turns off the water and grabs the towel hanging on the shower rod. Nicole realizes she was so distracted by her fantasy that she hadn't gotten around to scrubbing off the word "GOON" on her chest.

"What the fuck, girl," he says, "it's after 10 a.m. and you're only now showering?"

"It's Saturday," she says, clutching the towel tight.

"Your generation is so lazy. Anyway, we need to hit the road, so..." he grabs the towel and yanks "let's get you dressed." It comes free and Nicole is left naked. Normally, she wouldn't have cared. She was used to being exposed in front of Huck, but it was the word on her chest. Huck clearly sees it and starts laughing. "Why'd you go an do that to yourself?"

"It was...nothing..." she tries to push past him, but he grabs her wet arm.

"Is this one of your Internet dare things? What's a goon? Like a thug?"

"Yeah, I was, um roleplaying a gangster."

He raises an eyebrow. "Bullshit, come on," he drags her to her computer and sits her dripping body down. "Knowing you this is a sex thing. Google 'goon' and 'sex" and...well...'girl'"

There were many things Nicole didn't want Huck to know and the meaning of 'goon' was definitely on the list. To her horror the first entry to come up was the Urban Dictionary definition of "Goon Girl."

"The female version of the male "Goon", in the sexual subculture of chronic and compulsive masturbators. A pornsexual woman who is a bit of a shut-in, and enjoys having sex with other male goons for their edging potential. Typically pornographic content is displayed while the goon girl has sex with her partner...."

Huck starts laughing uncontrollably. "You're like a damn onion, honey. So many perverted layers. Is this what you want, baby? To ride my cock, but not orgasm?"

It really wasn't. Nicole hated edging. She preferred the opposite **** of having as many orgasms as possible until she was ready to pass out. "No, Huck, it was just..."

"Ah. Not my name. Honey, sweetie, Daddy, never my name on your slut lips."

She wasn't about to call him 'Daddy.' "Honey, I'm sorry. No, I prefer orgasms. This was just a dare. From my Internet friends. Write this on myself and see how long I could go without having an orgasm." She didn't want Huck to know about her agreement with Ana Marie.

"So you've been teasing yourself all night and morning and haven't had an orgasm yet?"

Nicole, in fact, had four orgasms since arriving home from Ana Marie and Alfie's last night, but she had a terrible habit of piling lies upon lies. "Yeah, it's been, um, well since Vincent."

Huck puts his hands up. "I don't want to hear anything about what happened with Vincent. I just want to know he isn't a virgin no more. Sounds like mission accomplished, great, but you must have a pretty needy cunt right now."

That was usually the case but right now wasn't anymore so than an average day. However, she needed to continue the narrative. "Oh yes, so needy."

Huck starts unbuckling his pants. "Bed, hands and knees. Your 'internet friends don't get to control when my libtard bitch gets off. I do."

Her breath catches in her throat. She wasn't needy, but after the frustration with Alfie last night she still could use a good fuck. "Yes, honey," she nods and hops on the bed assuming the position. She feels the bed sink as Huck climbs on behind her.

"There it is. The prettiest thing about you. Your pussy and ass." His hands grip her hips. "Tell me you need it."

"Please," Nicole says, wiggling her butt. "Please, honey, fuck my needy cunt."

She felt that familiar thick knob on the end of his short cock pressing at her folds. Easily sliding her open. Yeah, she needed this. That one thrust from Alfie last night was hardly enough. "Are you my Goon?" Huck grunted as his meat started sliding inside her.

Nicole whimpered. She hated the word "goon." She was willing to accept it from Ana Marie because she loved the way it made her feel so small compared to the hot, powerful woman, but she didn't want Huck calling her that, too. Instead of answering, she starts moving on his cock and moaning loudly.

"I asked you a question," he says, slapping her ass. Nicole squeals. "Are you my ****, libtard Goon?" He starts fucking her harder. His giant beer belly smacked against the top of her butt.

She knows she doesn't have a choice. She never has a choice. For the next two weeks she is Huck's libtard...whatever he wants. "Y-yes h-honey, oh fuck me. God, I love your cock," Nicole says and is surprised to hear herself, but it was true. Although disgusted at first she was starting to get used to the feel of Huck's cock.

"Of course you do, but say it. Tell me what you are."

Nicole starts fucking back against Huck. His cock slipped out and slid back in. Over and over. "I'm your...your....****...lib...unf...libtard....g-goon. Ohhhh..." Nicole's arms collapse and she's facedown in her pillow. Biting it. Her body shudders and an orgasm rocks her body.

"That's right. And your orgasms belong to...gahhhh..." Nicole feels Huck's cock flexing inside her. His hot load filling her insides just like Alfie's last night and Vincent's before that. She shuddered and released a happy squeal. So much cum. She felt like a proper free use slut.

Nicole rolls over and smiles up at the burly man. She reminded herself that she hated him. Thankfully for her, Huck helps out by picking up the expensive, dry-clean-only dress Ana Marie purchased for her and using it to clean the cum off his cock. The positive feelings she had mostly left her body. Huck curses, "dammit, you distracted me and now we're going to be late." He yanks his pants up. Once his belt is buckled, he goes into the bathroom and grabs a bathrobe. "Here, put this on and let's go."

"Wh-what?"

"Downstairs. Now."

Nicole climbs off the bed, cum running down her thighs. She follows him downstairs where he's heading straight for the front door. "Um, I'm not going outside like this."

Huck crosses his arms and stares her down. "The rules your buddies sent me were clear. I can tell you how to dress as long as it's within reason for the occasion and won't get you arrested. We don't have time for you to choose an outfit. Tie that robe and let's go. You'll be fine. We're only seeing one person."

That wasn't comforting.