Whore in the Closet

I hear him coming home... I nearly freak out when he comes into the room. I hear his boots drop to the floor and i hear his pants and shirt land in the laundry basket. He doesn't even turn on the lights... but for the first time in a long time he does go into the shower. I relax for a moment as he pays no attention to me, but the sounds of the shower was nice... because if he does anything to me, at least he will be clean. From the boredom, hunger, and lack of movement... I nod off into a strange sleep like i had been doing for days and i notice the shower stopping. He gets out and i hear him taking a phone call... Has nothing to do with me... just some girl that is about to come over. The door opens and he stands there with a hard cock pushing out through his boxers.

"I got a real whore coming over to fuck me in a few minutes. Make one noise... it'll end badly for both of you. Keep quiet... ill feed you and you'll go home sooner than i planned. Your choice."

I wasn't even given a chance to respond. He shuts the door and the doorbell rings. He walks away and i keep quiet for the most part until i hear her come in and she starts making out with the guy. He turns on some music that is pretty loud and he starts making her suck his cock just like he does me... i can hear her tell him to take it easy, but he doesn't... he harms her just like me. He finally gets frustrated and fucks her like crazy. She moans so loud and even thought for a second that she liked the ****. He reminded her that he paid for the hour, and she was to take it. I was **** to listen to it for the entire time... i remained quiet even after the threat. He sounded like he got his nut, and they were done... I didn't realize a whole hour went by that fast... or that long. I could hear her kinda whimpering after it all. I could see him through the slots of the closet putting on his boxers and the girl pulling down her skirt and finding her panties ripped on the floor.

"Oh, whatcha crying for? That is what you are paid to do... fuck and leave. Now take your money and get out... I'll see you in a few weeks and hopefully you got that crying shit out of your system by then."

The door slams shut and i hear him come back into the room. He turns the video game system on and then he opens the door.

"You had a chance for freedom, and you didn't take it.... Good girl. I guess you get to go home earlier now. Now crawl out of that shit hole of yours and suck my cock while i play this game."

I hesitate and then he grabs the leather strap and pulls me to him. Yanking me hard from the closet as he sat down. He pulls his cock out and positions me to where i have to suck it. So, i do... I could taste the prostitute's pussy juices still on his cock... I hate it and i pull back... he quickly grabs me and forces me back on it and forces it down my throat... he holds me in place by crossing his legs... i am powerless to free myself... i slobber and gasp for air... i start to lose consciousness... I see his eyes as mine begin to fade ever so slightly.... he finally lets me go.

"Learn this whore.... When i tell you to suck my cock... I don't care what's on it... another girl's cum, shit, or dirt.... You will suck it clean.... DO you Understand?"

I gag on the floor... i can't answer him.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND!!!"

I utter the words yes... from what i could drum up from my lungs. HE brings me back up by my hair and i go back to sucking. I get comfortable on my knees and bob my head up and down. I know i am not allowed to use my hands, so i just do what i can... The taste of the prostitute is gone, only because i swallowed her juices. I do what i can and i feel his cock get thicker from it and while he is playing his video game, he does hold me down to **** fuck my mouth. He lets me go and i take a moment to take in air. So, i go back... he is moving around a lot while he fights with his game... he finally wins and takes a minute to **** guide my head up and down until he finally cums in my mouth.

"Ah yeah.... that's a good slut. Been needing to do that since i got off work. Ok... Back in the closet."

"You said i get to go home."

"Yeah.... You will... you earned good time for good behavior. Now get back in the closet before you piss me off."

I do as he says i crawl back into the closet... I watch as he goes to the bathroom and flushes. He sees me and throws a bottle of water at me and then slams the door. I start to cry...

"Crying puts you at another week... ruin my game and you'll really regret it."

I shut my tears up and cry quietly.... Another day or night in here. I think he is fucking with me. Why don't he just **** me and get it over with... all i have been doing is sucking his nasty dick. Then again... I guess i should be happy that he hasn't... from the sounds of that one girl... She seemed to learn her lesson from just a few hours ago. Jaws hurt. I crawl back into my corner and i fall asleep.

I don't know how long it's been, but i wake up to him staring at me. I say nothing but shake in fear. He takes a set of markers and writes on me. I can't see what he is writing, but he is writing all over me. He flips me over and writes on my back, ass, and legs. He tells me to hold still and i see a flash go off... Constant pictures of me. He turns me over and rips my top and pulls my shorts down slightly. He takes more pictures and it's the one time that i couldn't hold my tears.... He lets me cry at this point. He smiles as he takes pictures.... one of them his phone.... the other mine. I know what time it is now.... he wants me to play with myself like i do every night. He stands there and watches me.... I perform for him and no matter how long it takes, i have to do this for him. I tell him i am getting close as i read what he wrote on me today. I turn in shame, but i keep going... he grabs my thigh so he can feel my muscles clench when i do... he says he would beat me if i fake it, so i do it for real. I have to think of something just to get me to cum.... Took me so long, but i finally did.

"Shameful girl.... come here.... get locked in a closet and you still masturbate to this... fucking whore. Good night. You are almost there.... you'll be free soon."

I didn't know whether he was lying at this point, but either way i curl back up and cry some more. The light goes out and he locks not only the closet door, but the room door as well. I see the small distant light of the PlayStation and nothing else.... I can hear him starting to snore as i know it's time for me to get some sleep before his pre work blow job.