You learn to lap dance

To your surprise Tony leans forward and grabs your ponytails, pulling your mouth off his cock. You gasp in surprise and disappointment, your mouth wet and open and hungry.

"You get into it, sweetheart, I'll give you that," he growls at you, looking into your submissive face and letting one hand roam over your flesh while you holds your ponytails in the other. You moan when he squeezes your breasts, rubbing his hard thumbs over your stiff pierced nipples, looking up at him as you kneel between his legs, wriggling in your need.

And you do need him, you realize. You need to be commanded, to be possessed, to be owned. You quiver with acceptance of the knowledge, your pussy glowing hotter with it, your belly fluttering with fierce excitement. You want him to take you, not just because you need this job, but because you want him to use you, use you hard, use you like a piece of fuck meat. Like the fuck meat you are.

"Stand up and turn around," he orders you, letting go of your hair and sitting back. You expect that he'll push you forward onto the stage and fuck you doggy style, but he surprises you.

"Straddle my legs and dance a little, twitch that rump. Show me what you'd do in a lap dance." Obediently you do as you're told, swaying and arching your body, looking down over your shoulder at him as your roll your ass, flexing it in front of him. You push it near to his face, knowing that he must be able to see how drenched your pussy is, smell the hot aroma of your arousal, feel the trembling, urgent need of your body. He looks at you with the same dispassionate expression, no hint of his feelings besides the hard fat cock beneath you.

Biting your lip, still writhing to the music you imagine, you lower yourself, your ass rolling and grinding close to him, moving your flowering cunt ever closer to that hard, thick, delicious cock you need so badly. With a frantic whimper, you rub your wet folds against the hot shaft, teasing yourself mad with desire, then impaling yourself with a sudden movement that spears his thick meat deep inside you.

"Oh God! That's what I Need!" you groan as you grind yourself down on him, twitching and rolling your ass. You feel your heat building, growing into an unstoppable fire as you drive your body up and down on his fat cock, pushing yourself down to take every bit of it inside your greedy grasping pussy.

"Your cock is so good! So Good! So Good!" you whimper, looking over your shoulder at him as you ride him hard, driving him deep within you. Your firm, ripe tits are bouncing as you fuck him, and you fondle them with one hand, rubbing your hard pierced nipples, while your other hand supports your urgent, pumping body.

"God I'm Going To Come! Gonna Come On Your Cock! Oh God! Oh My Fucking God!" you squeal as your spasms start, your cunt convulsing and squeezing his cock, trying to milk it. You writhe and buck, **** to feel his hot seed spurting inside you, filling you, marking you.

"I'm Coming! I'm Coming! Oh Fuck I'm Coming!" Your wails seem to fill the room as orgasms ripple through your straining, frantic body.

Suddenly, he grabs your hips, squeezing your flesh, driving his hips upward, somehow filling you even more completely with hot meat. One thrust, two thrusts, three... and you feel the hot spurt of cream inside you, feel his pulsing cock empty itself, hear him grunt with animal satisfaction as he fills you with come. Whining with your own frantic need, you grind yourself against him, wringing the last tremors of your own orgasm out of your convulsing pussy, looking back over your shoulder as you do, **** to see approval on his stony face.