She makes an indecent proposal

Vyki’s mind was running all over the place as she kept getting physically assaulted by a toy, her brain was barely able to process the potential words that seemed to be picked up with utterance after utterance from this man. Pictures of her night with Lou and times with Molly kept going through her mind, threats of being stuck on the side of the road turning tricks, the guy at the motel **** her, all sorts of things left her brain torn asunder. When the man was finally silent for a moment and Vyki had a chance to put two things together the absurd solution that crossed her brain, Vyki stared at the slut in the reflection of plexiglass across from her. She knew what she could make that girl do to get her out of this situation. Before she could even question her sanity of it the slut in the mirror actually spouted out of her girlish lips, “fine, I’ll blow you.”

The man was almost as surprised as Vyki to hear her actually say that, but he wasn’t going to look a gift whore in the mouth. At the same time, he wasn’t going to be a push over either. “What was that?”

Vyki wasn’t sure she should repeat it, but in her edging, lust filled mind, the idea made some twisted logical sense, and she couldn’t think for more than two seconds straight to come up with another idea. “I said I’d give you a blow job.” <BUZZ> she didn’t even let the girl in the mirror suppress the moan she knew was coming.

The guy waited for the other shoe to drop because he imagined this ditz didn’t just go around offering to give any guy she met a blow job, but then again there are some weird kinks in this world. “And what do you want in return for letting you suck my cock?” <BUZZ>

Vyki figured she had him on the hook, she just had to seal the nasty deal and get out of her & out of this mess. “Since I can’t use your phone, I give you a BJ and you give me gas for my car.”

“I feed you and feed your car? Doesn’t seem very fair on my side,” the man said seeing how far this lady.

“What the hell? You get your cock sucked.” <BUZZZ> Vyki cursed herself for using what she knew were trigger words, but the moan still made it out like a whine.

“Well, seems like you are into it, especially considering that shirt. Unless you’re going to make it really good for me, I doubt I should even risk it.”

Vyki was ready to get rid of this shirt and everything else and get away from this cretin, but she figured it was her only way out, so she made the girl in the mirror swallow her pride & dignity telling her to make it enticing, “oh, babe, I will make it so worth your while, drink all your cum <BUZZ> you’ll beg to have me come back every week.” She let the girly little moan out to emphasis her point.

“And if I were to let you handle my man meat, how much gas would you want for it?”

Vyki kicked herself, she couldn’t even think of how much gas her car took or what the current prices of gas were, “fill her up?” she had the girl say popping her lips and giggled trying to look cute.

“Well, I would be filling you up, slut, <BUZZ> but I meant your car, because I don’t know any lip service that would be worth that much.”

Vyki pouted at that but honestly had no clue how much a good blow job actually was worth as she’d never been to a prostitute, and still couldn’t believe she was here. Spouting off the only number she’d heard she referenced what the slime-ball said, “fine, $20 then.”

The man openly laughed at that, “hardly! $5 in gas; take it or leave it.” He knew it was only what the cheapest of whores would do, but figured this ditz was **** & kinky enough she might actually do it.

Vyki still hated this whole idea, but she knew she could easily at least get home on $5 worth of gas. She would never speak of this again, but at least it would be done and she could be at home safe. “fine,” she agreed spitefully.

“Alright, come on around, cumslut, <BUZZZZZ>” the man said unlocking the door to the clerk area.

After biting back another moan, Vyki looked around nervously at the open gas station and tried to figure out if the guy actually meant to get a blow job in the front of the store. “Don’t you have like a back room or something?”

“Ya, but I need to watch the till,” the guy said thinking it might just be an excuse to rob him still. “Besides, no one else has been here in hours and won’t be anyone for a while either. So just make it quick and you’ll be fine. Or else, we can sit here and talk until someone shows up.”

Vyki nervously looked at herself in the mirror trying to will her fogged brain to come up with something else, but in the end, she grunted in protest & stomped her foot as she walked around; the click of her heels retrigger the <BUZZ> of each step.

Getting around the back of the counter, she scans the area hasn’t been well swept or clean in ages, if ever.

“Enough of the tour, lady, get to work or get out,” the man said motioning to his crotch and the area in front of her.

Wanting to get this over with, Vyki walked over in a huff and undid his belt in a hurry as she reached in.

“Ho ho hold up, honey,” the guy said pressing her back. “If you want to get paid for this, you gotta be nice. Smile and ask nicely.”

Vyki grunted and plastered a fake smile and said, “please? May I?”

“Oh no, baby, get down at the right height,” the guy instructed.

Vyki tentatively squatted down with her knees at her chest not interested in anything but her shoes touching this floor. Looking back up at him to make sure this works.

“Good, now ask nicely to do what we agreed on.”

Looked down and closed her eyes for a minute trying to psyche her self up. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a mirror under the counter point at her. Seeing the girl in the mirror she just told her what to do. Looking up at him with an earnest smile, she said “Please, Sir, <BUZZ> may I suck your cock? “ <BUZZZZ>

“Gotta fish it out first,” the man said undoing his pants and showing his boxers, “go ahead and pull him out.”

Reaching her manicured hand in to grasp the second man’s cock other than her own she’s touched and pulled it the rather erect member. Nothing massive, but not tiny; still, definitely not Daddy’s. She said cursing herself for even comparing it before she leaned forward to go ahead and get started.

“Uh uh uh,” he said placing his hand on her forehead to keep her back. “Look at me while you do this, and tell me how much we agreed to.”

Taking a deep, she looked up at him and said as cheery as she could, “I’m sucking your cock<BUZZ> for $5,” and let herself moan again for emphasis.

“Seems like you’re getting to do what you want for money, but go ahead and show me why in the world a guy would give you money for this.”

Taking a deep breath, Vyki looked at her reflection for guidance, then to his cock, then his face. Seeing his smug smirk, she was inspired to get this done, leaning forward, she wraps her lips around it, starts going up and down it. Watching his face, she could see his smirk leave to almost a questioning frown.

“Seems more like cold fish, than a cumslut <BUZZZ>. If you want to get paid, you’re going to have to be a better cocksucker <BUZZZ> than this.”

Vyki couldn’t stop the moan again, but at least felt his cock grow a bit more as she did.

“K, the enthusiasm helps, but try to think about a what a guy would like or you can hit the pavement.”

Vyki rolled her eyes at him. She tried to look at the mirror, but her wig's hair was in the way. Reaching up to put her hair behind her ear, she could see the girl in the mirror with her lips wrapped around a cock. She could make her perform properly.

The man glanced down as she drew her hair back. As she was looking to the side he glanced down and figured out she was looking at the mirror. “You like watching yourself, girl?”

Vyki quickly glanced up and blushed at being caught, and continued thrusting her head back and forth.

“Oh, it’s okay,” the man assured. “If you want to be a voyeur or an exhibitionist slut, <BUZZ> its okay with me.”

Still off kilter from earlier, Vyki couldn’t stop the moan.

“Hrmm… hit a nerve there,” the man identified. “Guess being an exhibitionist whore <BUZZZZ> explains the outfit.” The chuckled as he felt her moan again. “You like being called a… whore?” <BUZZZZ>

Vyki feel his cock twitch each time she moaned. She knew it was a good indication he liked it and meant she could get done faster. The last thing she wanted to do was to stay here worshiping his tool or have a parade of customers come through seeing her servicing this man. If her playing the part got it over with and out this trap faster, then that was the fastest way her fogged brain saw out of here.

“So, do you like being a whore, cumslut?” <BUZZZZZZ> he asked the lady again.

Playing her part, Vyki let the moan escape as she nodded her head around his cock.

“Or maybe you’re just one of those freaks <BUZZ> who liked to be called names?”

Vyki was surprised by that one and let out a yelp from it.

“Oh, it's alright slut <BUZZZ>, lots of girls have different kinks <BUZZ>.”

Vyki just let the moans happen naturally as she focused all her thoughts on getting him done rather than holding back things.

“You enjoy cock sucking <BUZZ> and being used like a fuck toy <BUZZ>,” the guy was having fun degrading this chick. While he normally would only insult a lady who wronged him, the fact this girl was getting off on it just seemed to make this whole situation hotter to him.

“Ya, that’s it, slut, <BUZZZ> suck that cock <BUZZ> like the cum hungry whore <BUZZZZ> that you are.”

Vyki could feel her breathing quicken trying to breathe through her nose. She could smell his musky, sourness as she delved closer to him as his pubic hair tickled her nose and she tried to block it out as she tried to remember doing this Lou as her pulse accelerated.

“There is that eager whore <BUZZZZ> earning her pay. Showing her man how she wishes it was pussy <BUZZZ> he was filling.”

Vyki was trying to envision it was Lou talking dirty to her. She was trying to deny she wasn’t enjoying the name language but the activity of the appliance she was stuck in definitely couldn’t be denied. She just told herself it was her playing the part of the slut while she started licking the thick tool.

“Oh ya, that’s it, slut <BUZZZ> lick my cock <BUZZ> worship the man before you.” The man couldn’t help but reach down and caress the emphatic bimbo enjoying herself.

Feeling his tender touch as the vibrations continued to **** her drover her closer and closer to the edge and Vyki was actively trying to get him to the end.

The man felt her tongue tickle the tip of the glands under his cock and he knew it was imminent, but didn’t think she was smart enough to realize it or push him to the end. He needed to show the airhead how to finish this right. Grabbing a fist full of hair, he pulled her head back to her lips around the tip before shoving her face back down. He stood up off his stool, holding her close to him and proceeded to rapidly move the whore’s head while rambling at her. “That’s it, cunt, <BUZZZZZ> take my whole cock <BUZZZ>, eat all my baby paste, drink it all up, cumslut, <BUZZZZ> be a good little whore <BUZZZZ>”

Vyki felt him grip the wig but her brain didn’t register anything fast enough as she felt her skull pulled back before being shoved into his crotch as she felt him shift. She tried to say something and move her arms up but he quickly moved her head again and she felt the fog thicken over her head and the barrage of vibrations of her cock were driving her to madness as the world blurred around her with her head moving quickly under his **** as he skull fucked her.

The man felt the first explosion out of himself as he hit the back of her tongue and pulled back emptying into her mouth “that’s it, you air headed bimbo <BUZZZ> take all my cum, you cunt <BUZZZZZ>.”

Feeling the world suddenly stop moving Vyki’s brain finally slowly slid back into reality as she mindless moaned from the **** below her while she tasted a tangy substance in her mouth. Her brain was briefly shifted out of reality again as her head was pulled back and she gasped for air as his cock moved out of her mouth. Panting from her heightened and lust filled state, the cum stayed pooled on her tongue.

“Your choice slut, <BUZZZ> spit or swallow <BUZZ>,” the man asked her as he held her head back to look up at him.

'A good cum slut consumes all her partner's cum,’ flashed through Vyki’s addled brain and she swallowed just long enough to pause her moan that couldn’t stop with her lust filled mind.

The man was surprised to see this slut just sit there showing her proof of swallowing while she moaned like a... well, a cheap whore.

“Well, you really pulled it out there, cumslut,” <BUZZZZ> the man said as put his cock back in his pants and plopped back on his stool. “Go ahead around the counter; you earned your fuel.”

Vyki’s brain was quickly dropping as she realized her prone position while he moved away and dismissed her. “K,” was all she said as she stood up on shaky legs fixing her minuscule skirt as she waddled out from behind the counter; the shame crashing down on her of the realization of what she just did as she continued to get buzzed with each clicking step of her heels.

As she stepped in front of his checkout stand, he said, “alright, miss, that was $5 gas on #2.” He made a point of sliding a $5 bill out of his wallet into the register.

Vyki paused walking out while he was talking to her.

Handing the receipt to the spaced-out lady, the guy said, “just flash your ass when you’re ready and I’ll turn the pump on.”

The crass attitude the guy took at her even now seemed to be rubbing salt in the wound. It seemed to crash her further back to reality clearing the lust fog of her head. With a modicum of normalcy to her, she snatched the receipt glaring at him, and turned to strut out flipping him the bird with her manicured finger cursing her heels as the bells on the door chimed announcing her exit.