You beg

Your pussy aches to be fucked simultaneously your ass is demanding to be emptied. “Fucking hell. Don’t make me beg. Fuck my pussy already. I need it.”

He laughs. “I should probably go.” He stands up, his cock slowly sliding out of your ass with a slurping noise. As it slips out fully, your ass pulses, almost as if it was catching a breath, not ready to fully close. “Damn your ass gapes real nice. You don’t mind?” You hear him snap a picture with his phone.

You roll over, pulling your foot up onto the edge of the desk. “You’re not seriously leaving me like this.” You are panting.

“And send. Heh, I bet your dad $50 that I could get you to let me wreck your ass while I was in town. I win. Later cunt.” The words slap you in the face. All traces of desire are washed away. He snaps another picture of you. “Heh. Your dad says hi.” He picks up your clothes and uses them to clean off his cock, then tosses them at you. You don’t even have the will to block them. Your eyes burn. Tears stream down your face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Your voice is cracking.

He shows you the screen on his phone, a man you assume is Sarah’s dad is on the screen laughing and the bottom of the screen indicates he indeed received his $50. The man on the screen sees you crying, “Awe, don’t be like that sweetie, you know I like Jake more than you, that’s why I want you two back together. I miss hanging out with him. You knew that already, right? Sure I love your mom, but we both know you are a bitch. Right? You do know you’re a stupid little bitch, right?” He laughs as Jake pulls the phone away.

He takes it off speaker and walks away, “Sure, nah, hell ya I’ll take the bet. Yup double or nothing this dumb cunt fucks me again next time… Ya, I’ll be back in town for Christmas…”. The door closes. You are again alone in the storeroom. Your bowels make a gurgling noise.