‘Hey, you know how the game is played, Courtney. A whore is totally submissive and she feels useless unless she has a big cock to please with her li...s and body. I think you’ll make a good little whore boy. It pays one hundred and fifty dollars an hour, one hundred for you and fifty for the agency.’ ‘Wow!’ I said gleefully. ‘A hundred dollars an hour for me for doing what I love to do for as many men as I can already? That sounds wonderful, Ron.’ I jumped up in his arms and kissed him like I saw. She yelped in surprise then lowered her head on her crossed arms and sighed contentedly. In the light of day, Rachael was astounded and embarrassed that she would let, much less want, a man to have his way with her like this. But Johnny made it all right to relinquish control and just enjoy the moment.Rachael knew she had control issues because of the high expectations she set for herself. She believed that she could best achieve the results she wanted by having complete control of her. No no no no no...."My dad just laughed at me. I watched in horror as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It was inches from my face. I felt a shiver of fear run through my body.His cock was about 6 inches, which is fairly standard I guess. I'm not the kind of guy to go online and look at cocks or try and figure out how big other guys are. I'd rather see as few other dicks in my life as possible, I certainly never dreamed I would be forced to service my fathers.His cock was insanely. You gag a little, but nothing more. Once more. This time you swallow the mouthful of once hot, but now warm fluid. It is a challenge, but one you knew you would have to complete. The very second you open your mouth to breathe, another throbbing rod is jammed into your mouth. It is different than the last. Longer, hotter, and more passionate. With intentional recklessness, it too thrusts into your throat…You are to be shared…Like a whore. Just like a whore, you do what you’re told. You do it.