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I rubbed my eyes, not really believing this slut was sucking my cock, and suck she did. I let out a deep breath as her mouth encircled me, the tongue sliding along the underside as she took it deep into her throat. I let the chain relax so she could take a breath. My eyes went wide when she speared her own throat back onto me. She was swaying slightly as she sucked me, her eyes looking up expectantly for me to correct her. When she saw I hadn't really caught on, she rocked back onto her heels and crossed her arms.

"Nevermind." she said, wiping her lips while my cock twitched. I furrowed my brow, trying to fight through half a bottle of whiskey clouding my brain. "I guess you are just a pathetic loser after all." she said in a bitchy cheerleader voice with a smug look on her face. My lip curled.

"Fuck you, you crazy little bitch!" I slurred, tossing the leash handle back to her. "I don' need this shit. I've got the hottest fuckin' girl in town any time I want." I spat on the concrete next to her, and turned to walk away. The glare that met me could melt granite. Holly, the cardio bunny, was standing there with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. I stood there, cock glistening in the streetlights reflecting on the puddles in the alleyway, and couldn't do more than shrug in defeat.

"I can't fucking believe you, Ollie. We are fucking DONE!" she said, stamping her heel as she turned. I glared back at the brunette, still on her knees. She smiled condescendingly at me as she stood up.

"FUCK!" I yelled, slapping my face to try and **** the booze from my brain. "Holly! Wait! I'm fuckin' drunk!" I said, awkwardly stuffing my cock back into my trousers as I followed her to the parking lot. She ignored me as she unlocked her car door. I grabbed her by the arm and spun her around, forgetting momentarily that I was a stumbling drunken idiot and she had been training in kickboxing since junior high. The momentum of me spinning her and her torquing her hips was enough to make what should have been hard but firm slap on my drooping face into a stunning closed fist hook. I stumbled back, my chest heaving as I tasted blood from my split lip. I watched as she slid her tight little body into her Acura and slammed the door. "Holly! For fuck's sake, where are you going?!" I asked, pulling on the now locked door handle.

"Maybe I'll go congratulate Sven for his win today. It wouldn't be the first time he finished a job you couldn't." she said, flooring the gas. I watched as she peeled out of the parking lot. This was the worst day of my life. I had no real job, no chance in the strongman's circuit, no girl, blue balls, bad credit, and no future.

"Ahem." I heard from behind me. I stood there for a moment before I turned to look the brunette. She was standing there with a wry smile, the end of the leash still dangling from her hand. "Do you want this back?" she asked. I glared at her as I wiped the blood from my lip, hearing Holly's car squeal away. I stood there, a rage building up inside me.

"You know what? Fuck it. Let's go." I said drunkenly, pointing to my beat up old Dodge Charger. I opened the door, hearing her heels click on the concrete. She started to walk around, a smile on her face. "No, bitch. Its going to be hard enough driving drunk. I don't need you trying to suck my dick on the road. Get in the back." I commanded.

I slammed the door on her after she was in. I slid into the driver's seat, turned the ignition, and listened to the powerful old muscle car roar to life. I caught her glance in the rearview mirror, scoffed, and flipped it up. Thankfully, the drive was short and I could use the side streets. I was staying in a cheap motel, the kind of place you sleep on top of the covers. When we arrived, I opened the passenger door and leaned in. She was looking up at me with that same smile, but something else was there. Lust? Expectation? A little fear perhaps? I didn't give a damn.

I reached in, grabbed the leash close to the collar, and pulled her out. She gasped at just how much power a Division II wrestler could generate as she stumbled to keep her balance. I slammed the door and pointed to the room. She glanced back at me, her eyes developing a dreamy glaze as she saw just how worked up I was. I walked passed her and pulled on the leash. Thankfully, this was a keycard lock. I slid it, shouldered the door open, and pushed her inside.

"Alright. Some ground rules. First, my safeword is..." was all she got out before my hand was at her throat. She quivered in my grip as the muscles on my forearm filled with blood. I unclipped the leash and collar, and tossed them aside.

"I don't need a fucking leash to control a little slut like you." I said, ripping the front of her shirt open to reveal her exposed breasts. She immediately whimpered as she bit her lip while I yanked her panties off from under her skirt with one hand.

It only took me a second to get my cock out. She barely had time to breath before I slid my cock into her mouth, hard. As she sucked and gasped, I ripped my shirt off as she pulled down my trousers. The sight of her desperately fucking her own mouth on my cock was amazing.

"So you like that? Huh, little slut? You like that!? Well, you're gonna love this!" I said, grabbing a handful of her hair as I sat in the motel chair. "Fucking suck it, then!" I growled as her eyes went wide.

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The feeling was amazing. Her throat was so wet and tight that her pleading eyes didn't move me to sympathy for a second. This little slut obviously wanted this. After all, she'd picked me, remember? So I was just drunk enough and just mad enough to give it to her. I slammed her mouth onto my cock again and again as she desperately gasped for air. It was nice, but I had other things in mind for the evening.

I stood, my cock still in her mouth. With my right hand, I reached down and grabbed her by the neck, feeling my cock make her throat bulge. I held my grip for a second before pulling her head off of me. She gasped and tried to pull away. She was so light it was almost sad. I lifted her with one hand and tossed her onto the bed. She scrambled toward the headboard, her legs shaking as she whimpered in anticipation. I ripped her dress open and tossed it behind me before kneeling on the bed. Forcing her knees open was effortless as I loomed over her.

"Please..." she begged, wiping her eyes. My hand found her soaking wet sex quickly. No need for easing her into it. What had already happened was all the foreplay she needed.

"Please what?" I snarled, my hand back at her throat as the other mauled her pert breasts. She squirmed beneath me, her legs hinging open.

"Please fuck me. Pleasepleasepleaseplease...!" she said in a ****, choppy voice. I lined my cock up with her smooth pussy, watching her hips rotate in anticipation. I couldn't help myself. I slid the tip up and down her lips to coat in with lubrication; but then I paused.

"Beg for it!" I said, threatening her yearning sex with my cock. She moaned at the command.

"Please fuck me daddy!" she cried. I tightened my grip on her throat, and drove all the way into her with a single thrust. She shuddered and moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as my cock **** the walls of pubic muscle to bulge beneath her pale skin. This was going to be one helluva night.

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The night was a drunken blur. I remember bits and pieces from there. At some point, I pulled out the last of the coke that was meant to be for the afterparty celebration for my win. I wouldn't be needing it now. The fever pitch of debauchery that followed as we flailed around the motel room, fucking on every surface, came back to me in bits and pieces.

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The ending though, I remember well. We ended up back on the bed, my cock hammering into her as blood raged from the coke. My cock was raw from fucking her. I could only imagine what she felt like. The haze began to lift, and my heart stopped thundering. I realized where I was and what I was doing, and my head was throbbing. I needed to end this soon. I was about to be thrown into a nightmare reality of a bender gone too far. How long had I been doing this? A day? There was an empty pizza box tossed in the corner. The water was running in the bathroom sink. It was time.

I put my hand against the side of her face tenderly. Her eyes fluttered open as I penetrated her, and she kissed my palm with a smile. "You ready?" I asked in a whisper. She bit her lip and nodded. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you cum inside of me, daddy..." she said dreamily as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I couldn't tell you why, but I kissed her. It was a deep, passionate kiss on the lips that sent a wave of sensations through her quivering body, ending with her pussy clamping down on my slowly thrusting cock. That did it.

I reared back and hooked her legs beneath the knees, driving them up with my powerful arms. With an agonizingly slow deliberation I drew my cock out until only the tip remained. I paused there to look at her lovely face, her involuntary anticipatory chuckle, and her brilliant eyes. And then I fucked her like I was trying to stake a vampire inside of her pussy with my cock. I hammered in again and again, the wet liquid slapping sounds of raw lust coupled with her unbridled moans filled the motel room. Again and again I slammed into her, her pussy spasming as her body was racked by climax after climax. I closed my eyes and drove forward faster and faster. My breathing became a rumbling roar as I felt my cock swell and balls clench. With one last powerful thrust, I came.

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I drove in with two more powerful thrusts before drawing my hips back. She was already overflowing. I leaned back and took my cock in my hand, stroking the last drops from my throbbing rod onto her stomach as she exhaled with trembling breaths.

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Finally, I collapsed. I was spent. I was done. I'd pumped all my frustrations, all my anger; everything into that woman; and I was tired. Too tired to move. She lay there beside me, swirling my cum on her smooth pale skin as my eyes drifted shut. "Oh, you'll do alright..." she said as I drifted off to sleep.

I had no idea what she was talking about, but I was sure I'd find out soon enough.