I look around to find a room, a big room, two beds, a huge wardrobe behind me, in front of me a big desk, with many girlie things on that and a mirror... Now is time to face the fear, I stand up noticing my really tiny feet, and how different is the sensation of this body, if I have to describe with one word, this word is soft, I am extremely soft.I walk to the mirror, and yes, I am the blond hooker. I am a girl with maybe 20 years, with a messy hair, a beautiful face that looks at the same time. ..can't go to jail. The....the people Iowe money to will kill me. Please forgive me, please, I'll pay backevery penny. Please don't fire me, please, I'll do anything," I begged."Anything?" the boss asked quizically, raising an eyebrow."Anything, anything you want," I replied, "just please, please let mekeep my job."The boss pondered for a few second before replying."All right. I'll offer you a choice. I have, emm, shall we say, certainneeds. Needs that my partner won't indulge. If you cater. I wanted more. I wanted his dick. I wanted his seed. I needed him inside of me. By then, wetness was nearly pouring out of my swollen pussy, ready to be teased and tortured by my one and only master. I was owned, and I loved it. I loved every single minute of it. Leaning over to prop himself at my entrance, James took his head and swirled his wet tip around my clit, making the throbbing all the more torturous for me as I cried out in need. Happy at my greed, he smiled at me and pulled away.. He was sliding his cock back and forth in my mouth and when I relaxed my throat and allowed his cock to go in deeper, He was extremely turned on and shot a big load in my throat. I felt it going down and wanted to taste some of it, but as I began to slide off his cock he grabbed my head and slid his cock back in. I was well aware of him now being awake and I shoved my finger in his ass as he rammed his cock in and out of my throat while holding my head to his groin. I had one finger in to the.