It felt powerful, but it felt... cheap. This Hollywood hotshot monster I had become was not the person I thought I'd grow up to be.I lay nude on the t...ble, staring at the ceiling, strangely contemplative in my post-ejaculate state. I longed for the idealistic days when Andrea and I cuddled in bed, dreaming of plays and stories with substance. We were going to live our dream with no compromises. But we weren't those people anymore.She was an A-lister smack dab in the middle of Hollywood. I opened my mouth, sticked my tongue out and sucked it. A nice deep moan came out of coach as I sucked on it. It was warm and nasty. His cock tasted bitter and gross. I still kept sucking it for my satisfaction. I liked sucking dick, but not for the taste.After sucking it while jerking my pole too, I took out a condom from Victor’s locker and gave it to Mr. Walsh. Mr. Walsh laughed and took the condom and threw it behind him. He grabbed me and picked me up and threw me into a locker and kissed. I tossed the first one when she had our baby and it turned out to be black. I met Pam at a party and we clicked. Hell, from my standpoint we did a whole lot more than click. I wanted her from the very first second that I saw her and she did seem to be interested in me, but having been involved with one cheating whore I was all that keen on becoming involved with another.I had no reason to believe that Pam was that kind of woman, but two ex-husbands did make me curious. Did they kick her out or. Then he began to touch me between the legs, and soon I was reduced to a quivering mass of flesh on the platform's surface, my knees pressed tightly together. I could not help it if my body behaved that way! But the audience had apparently like what it had seen. Amid the laughter I heard more bids being called. The auctioneer ordered me to kneel and lift my head, forcing me to look into the eyes of the people who had just witnessed my utter humiliation.I knew now that I was a slave - just a.