Unusual Nightlife((casting call))

Not realizing that his little show of anger would have such an effect on Bianca, he was in no rush to return to her side. Not even that mad himself, it was a sort of misplaced set of feelings caused by his own stress over the night's events. After a while, along while, Alex returns from the back room, wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms, a tshirt, and socks. Seeing that Bianca has left herself on the floor he stands just beside the couch and commands.

"Put your bowl in the kitchen sink and then come back and kneel beside me and we'll talk things out." A renewed sort of softness in his voice as he issues this command.
 
Bianca

Bianca too, was over-emotional from the nights events and the outburst had caused her to react more emotionally than she usually would have. Her tears had stopped by the time You returned and she looked at You with a tear streaked face. She whispered softly,

"Yes Sir," as she rose to bring her bowl to the kitchen. She then returned to the living room and knelt beside You, waiting for You to speak first, her eyes cast down.
 
As she obliges him on both counts, Alex finds only more and more reason to find this girl irresistable. In spite of what has happened to them, as he reaches out his hand cautiously to pet the top of her head, he's happy to be in a mess like this with such an oddly cooperative and submissive girl.

As Alex drew his hand over the hanging mass of Bianca's long black hair. Stopping at the base of her neck he directs her body closer to his, his right knee serving as a hopeful and logical resting spot for Bianca's head, Alex gently guides her body to pose the way he would like, wanting control her even the smallest moments.

"We've managed to stumble onto quite a bit of trouble." Alex lays out his softly put understatement. "It's obvious that the police had the club staked out which means they must've gotten pictures of every member and every guest that entered the club."

"That means..." Bianca starts but is interrupted.

"That means that you and I are going to have to let go of everything we have." Pausing to think. "What is it you do for a job, Bianca? I don't believe I've ever asked you that."

Waiting for her answer he continues, "we're going to have to make our way out of town, I don't think we'll need to leave the country who knows if the mayor will even want this story to get any press. It would be a pretty big shock to the city to know that we got away with this for almost 20 years..."

Still gently petting the top of Bianca's head, this one little act serving as a means to calm both of them down.
 
Bianca

Bianca leaned her head into Your hand as you gently petted her head. She felt relaxed by it somehow and willingly moved as You posed her how you liked, her head on Your knee. She looked up at Your question,

"I am....was...attending school still, doing my undergrad degree. I worked as a waitress in a high end restaurant in the city, but I've never had a problem with money, my parents spoiled me from a very young age, gave me anything I wanted. They still do. They don't intrude in my life and will lend me money whenever I need it....if we were to need it..."

She hinted that money would not be an issue for her, that she could easily help out in this situation, as her whole life, money had been an answer to problems, at least for her parents.

"Where will we go?" she asked softly, making a gently purring noise as you continued to pet her head.

She didn't seem overly upset about the thought of leaving. Her life in the city had not been an overly enjoyable one. Sure she could buy anything she wanted, but she had focused so much on school & work that she had built very few friendships or relationships.
 
"That's a good question..." Alex replied, letting up on his petting gesture, he returns his hands to his knees. Glancing up at the clock to read 3:19am, he continues,

"...but not something I want to deal with tonight. I don't know about you but I'm still pretty horny over that whole business in the club, not to mention danger has always been a turn on for me."

Looking down over Bianca's unprotected chest, he reaches down into the gaping front of her shirt and takes gentle hold of one of her breasts, kneading the soft skin and fondling her nipples in a way that seems very openly possessive, not interested in asking her permission. Without discontinuing his very deliberate show of affection he issues his next command.

"I want you to strip down and hand me your clothing, we'll depart for your parents house after we get a few hours sleep but before we rest you're going to service me sexually, is that clear?" Holding back a very bright grin as his excitement threatens to overtake his normally cool attitude.
 
Bianca

Bianca blushed softly as you mentioned how very horny you were and nodded in agreement. As soft gasp escaped her lips as Your hands found their way into her torn shirt, possessively pinching and twisting causing her to moan and writhe in pleasure. It was the perfect mixture of stinging pain and divine pleasure.

She replied with a soft,

"Yes Sir..." as you commanded her to strip. It was the sexually servicing you that made her eyes widen. She herself was a virgin, with very little sexual experience, was he expecting her to sleep with him? or simply pleasure him with her mouth? Either way, there was this feeling, this sensation deep inside her than compelled her to obey.

She slowly slid the remnants of her shirt from her body, fully exposing her breasts, which you were still fondling so nicely, as well as her smooth, flat toned tummy She reached her arms around behind her to unzip her skirt, intentionally jutting her chest out father, into Your hands.

She slid the skirt down, raising up just a bit to remove it completely leaving her clad in only her knee high leather boots and her black string thong. She pulled off the boots, careful not to move out of your reach and finaaly removed the skimy underwear that barely covered her.

She blushed at the realization of how very exposed she was, her shaven pussy complete bared, kneeling there naked as the day she was born.

She folded her clothes and handed them to You, a rosy blush still covering her cheeks.
 
He takes her clothing happily and stops his caressing as he, with her garmets in hand, casually leaves the room. Without Bianca knowing where her clothes are being put (other than the fact that they're somewhere in the bedroom) gives her yet another reason to believe that she's becoming gradually and willingly trapped.

Alex returns a few minutes later, leaning in the bedroom doorway. "Are you coming?" He asks with a smirk, beconing her to come with.
 
Bianca

For the first time since they arrived at the apartment Bianca giggles, her smile glowing and a cute almost twinkle in her eye as he bounds into the room, her lil butt wiggling from side to side and her breasts bouncging softly as she hops onto the bed.

"And how do You propose i service you Sir?" she asked with a coy tone to her voice and a bright smile. It was obvious this girl liked to tease when she was in a good mood, and the thought of finally getting the chance to become a submissive made her practically giddy.
 
Happy himself, both for Bianca's sake and her bright little smile, and because he's found himself so incredibly horny, the naked woman laying across his bed doesn't do anything to quench this latter happiness. Standing beisde the bed, Alex removes his shirt and replies with, "Well...have you ever sucked a cock before?" Looking down at her in all seriousness. Receiving her reply, he then sits down on the edge of the big kingsized darkblue bed with a few rays of moonlight peaking through the window of the otherwise unlit room.

"I'd like to have a little demonstration of what you're capable of orally and then I'll finish up with simple missionary...you're quite wet." Alex thinks outloud. "Is that left over from earlier tonight or freshly dispensed?" Smiling wryly as he scoots to over to the woman on the bed.
 
Bianca

Bianca blushed softly, she'd only sucked a cock once and from what she could tell the guy had little self control. He came in her mouth very quickly with little effort on her part.

"Once Sir...but it wasn't a good experience, the guy had no self control so I didn't have to do much..." she added with a stiffled giggle, "and Sir....well....I'm....a virgin..." she said, a deep blush crossing her cheeks

She giggled at his comment,

"A combination of both I would think Sir..." she whispered, her voice having a somewhat lustier tone to it.
 
"Alright, then I'll try and guide you through it. Lay down on your belly and prop yourself up on your elbows." Deciding to step of the bed entirely in order to undress, he quickly completes his task, slipping off his socks, sweats, and shirt to reaveal a slim and attractive yet untoned body, he wasn't a fitness buff but he exercised occationally and managed to eat right. climbing back onto the bed, he opens his legs to Bianca, sitting down with her elbows between his thighs.

Confidently and without explanation (as he's found works so well with little Bianca) he takes a handful of her long black hair in his left hand, wrapping the long black fop into a makeshift ponytail (or a handle if you look at it another way) he guides her forward, holding his currently growing manhood upright in his right hand, he directs the girl down onto it, finding no need for verbal guidance at the moment.

"I want to see what you think you should be doing down there, I'll make corrections as I see fit."
 
Bianca

Bianca grinned and licked her lips, flashing a sexy little wink at You before darting her tongue out to lick the head of Your growing cock. Her tongue circled and swirled round and round teasingly before she engulfed the head into her hot little mouth.

She sucked gently, massaging the sensitive underside of Your shaft with her tongue and gradually drawing more and more of You into her mouth. Her eyes would flash up to meet Your occassionaly to ensure she was doing okay and pleasing You.
 
Breathing deeply, Alex sighs and moans softly to express his approval of her work so far. Impressed by her level natural ability thus far, his only addition to her work is a very slow forced movement of her head on his cock. Keeping her head bobbing as he always maintains a firm grip on the majority of her hair, all that which he doesn't catch rests like feather-down on the sides of her head and the back of her neck.

As his moaning increases in frequency and individual length, his forced manipulation of Bianca's head becomes more insistant causing his cock to pry deeper and deeper into her mouth, testing the young woman's gag reflex.
 
Bianca

Bianca feels her heart soar as she hears your moans, knowing that she is indeed pleasing You. As your forceful actions become increased Biaca;s eyes widen slightly. She feels the head of Your cock entering her throat and resists her urge to gag, instead she swallows, her velvety walls of her throat contracting around Your cock...massaging and caressing it.

All the while the moisture crows between her legs and she squims as she continues to suck You. She loves the feeling that You are still in control, as you grip her hair, firmly but still gently.
 
Almost unable to resist the urge to just fuck her mouth rather than her pussy, he lets up on the exquisitly warm and wet hole he's been rhythmically penetrating for the last 5 minutes or so, pulling the skillful woman off of his cock entirely and lays her head to rest on his thigh. Alex keeps the tight hold on her hair protruding in a large burst now from the back of her head, all the hair from the sides and top are pulled tightly to meet the needs of his clenched fist. He breathes very heavilly, sweat glistenes his body and as Alex composes himself, he chooses not to speak to Bianca. His cock throbs in the open air only inches away from her face, slick with a generous coat of her own saliva.

After taking a good amount of time to rest and sit quietly, Alex lets go of the tight hold he's kept on Bianca's hair. Pointing to a spot on the bed closer to the pillows (they being at the very foot of the bed right now) he commands simply, "On your back...bring your knees to your chest and spread your legs..."
 
Bianca

Bianca rests er head gently on Your thigh seeing Your fully erect cock and her eyes widening, it felt large in her mouth and indeed it was. She shivered at the thought of what was to happen, of lsing her virginity. She once again felt what she had felt at the club. She was afraid, nervous and most of all, excited.

She looked into Your eyes, letting you see all her emotions as she obeyed and moved to the spot indicated. She lay on her back and slowly drew her knees to her chest, sperating her legs and taking deep breaths to try and calm herself. She was trembling slightly...
 
Crawling up on the bed, placing his hands on the bed on either side of her shoulders, studying her body with the slightest smile and a feeling of total want and arousal. "I really liked the way your ass felt when you pressed it to my crotch in the club, you have a nice trim little body."

Lowering himself down on top of her, he turns her head sharply to the left, placing his nose in the tuck of her neck, below her jaw. "Will this be a superficial virginity I'll be taking? or can I expect a total defloration?" Adding, "I didn't think those even existed in this day and age."

The shaft of his cock, warm and soft, presses lengthwise against Bianca's upturned pussy. Settling on her pursed lips as they talk, her grinds his hips against her and lays his broad hands upon her resting shoulders.
 
Bianca

Bianca moaned as you made your sweet compliment and whispered a lusty,

"Thank you Sir..." as her body began to writhe beneath You.

She blushed, she did masturbate often and had a dildo, but it was much much smaller and narrower than your cock.

"I think somewhere between Sir....I'm sure that my...um...cherry..." she said with a wink, "is mostly intact...so please....be gentle" she cooed softly in his ear, licking and nibbling on it teasingly and moaning as Your hard cock slides along her wet pussy lips.
 
Rocks back and forth slowly in Bianca's arms, lowering his right hand to aide in directing his cock. He connects squarely with her pussy lips and works the head of his member up inside of her before letting go of his own body and placing his left hand on her knee to ensure that her legs stay open. Hearing her reaction cast out over his shoulder he confidently packs in the extent of his stiff and considerably warm (some might consider average) six inches. Feeling a bit of resistance upon insertion, it dies out as he forces himself in, not incredibly interested with being "gentle."

After locking his body tightly with hers, he begins a subtle upward thrust, returning his hands to her shoulders to enable himself to force Bianca down onto his crotch. His insistant pelvic jabbing and his deep drawn out moaning become more fervent as time begins to pass.
 
Bianca

Bianca whimpers and cries out softly as You just thrust into her, careless to the sensations she is feeling. Her eyes lock with Yours and you see a considerable amount of pain in them. not so much from the thrust itself but from the lack of consideration.

She feels the hurt slowly fade and the full sensation feeling bettr, she bucks under you, writhing and whimpering as she experiences her very first fuck....
 
Alex takes a little less than another five minutes to finish his business atop the noisy Bianca. The bed rocks slowly back and forth as her pumps his body against hers. Holding his head up resilliantly, the muscles pulled tensely in the bottom part of his neck, his rearing upward in this way allows him plenty of leverage for his lower half. Grunting at the height of each successful forward thrust, he holds Bianca's smooth slim hips, pulling her body down to meet his incessant grinding.

His jaw clenches for an orgasm and his eyes close tightly, turning his head down into her damp shoulder and chest as his own body discharges a wad of cum into the woman's clenched vaginal cavity. Alex holds Bianca to the bed as he regains his breath, stopping his movement entirely, his breath warm and quick on her soft skin.

After a minute or so Alex pulls his softening manhood from her body and sits up, scooting to the side of the bed. Rubbing the back of his head and feeling sweat droplets run across the tops of his fingertips as they're shaken loose from his hair, he sighs. Quiet and distant once again, acting as he was no more than an hour ago on the couch. He faces the dark master bathroom with the spotless white tile floor and abstains, this time, from saying anything at all.
 
Bianca

Bianca recieves little or no pleasure from this. It was exactly as you said to her, sexual service. It made her feel like nothing but a whore, worse, a slut because she recieved no gratification from it.

She felt blank for a moment of two after you had slid from her and then her emotions overtook her once again. She curled up on the bed, drawing her knees into her chest and cried. This was not how she had imagined losing her virginity. Not in an emotionaless setting where there was no care, no gentleness, no words at all, no pleasure.

She lay, curled up in a fetal position facing the door and feeling tears stream down her face. She felt dirty and used. She stood from the bed and walked to the master bathroom, not saying a word, not asking permission, not caring. She enters the bathroom and slams the door behind her. She feels her legs give out underneath her, and sits there, on the bathmat on the floor, sobbing, wondering how someone could change so quickly.

He seemed so pleased with her, with her ability in pleasuring him and then he acts as though she is nothing. Doesn't even express his pleasure. Bianca wonders how she got herself into this mess and wondered why she had gone home with you in the first place.
 
Alex sits on the edge of the bed while all of this is happening, having been watching the bathroom until Bianca interrupted him, it wasn't until she slammed the door that he realized something was wrong. He decides not to worry himself with her current emotional state and try and get some rest. His nose is hot from holding back tears of his own (summoned on a private subject) and as he knocks on the bathroom door and goes on to speak, his voice gives away this nasal abberation. But only subtley.

"I'b going to set by alarb *sniff* to wake us up at 10 AM...that'll give us a few hours to sleep before we have to leave. I'd like it if you would sleep with me but if you wish to stay in the bathroom that's your own choice..." Pausing a moment to think, worried about what Bianca might try in her current state. "The cops have your picture on file now, if you run in the middle of the night you'll be as guilty as anyone else...I can keep you safe..."

And with that he returns to the big kingsized bed with nice puffy pillows with dark blue pillow cases to match the comforter. Within about 15 minutes Alex is sound asleep with or without Bianca.
 
Bianca

There was indeed a part of Bianca that had thought to run. She did not know why Alex was being so.....distant....it made him seem almost cruel.

She took some tissue to dry her tears and decided it would be a lot more comfortable to sleep in the bed then here in the bathroom.

She crawled back into the bed and looked at Alex, there was a single streak on his face, that had obviously been left by a tear. She was sure it wasn't for her but didn't know what his emotional problems were.

She lifted the covers and slid under them. She then turned over, and hovered over Alex a moment before softly and sweetly kissing his cheek. He had been horrible to her, yes, but he had also saved her neck from going to jail. She was grateful for that.

She rolled onto her side, her back facing Alex and drifted off to sleep, exhausted, physically, mentally and emotionally. There were no tears left in her to cry at that moment, no, there was nothing in her at that point. She felt empty and used. She didn't understand Alex and why he treated her like this. It disturbed her and therefore it took her a good half hour to drift to sleep, but once she did she slept soundly.
 
**Beep beep beep!**

The alarm clock sounds off at excatly 10 AM, the sun is up and shows through the nearby window, the heavy cloth curtains block out the light almost completely. Alex sits up suddenly as the alarm wakes him, snorting the end of what was initially a sigh of deep sleep.

"Sherry...Sherry wake up it's time to go." Rubbing the sleep from his left eye. Stepping out of the bed, still naked he notices and with a slight headache, it's not until he turns around to face his little slave that he remembers last night.

"Oh..." Looking blankly at Bianca, his brow furrowed intensely as his eyes work to accept natural light for the first time in more than 6 hours. Realizing his mistake from a moment before, rubbing his right eye, he wonders if she even wants to hear his excuse. A frown unmistakably settles over his face and yet it isn't for anything this girl did, she was a very good person and had been kind to him and quite obedient. It was the lack of existance in the bed that caused him to frown, the "lack" that was no doubt being pounded emotionally at this very moment in some innercity interrogation room. And at that moment, all of his emotions and feeling managed to culminate in the tremendous and earth-shaking, "you want some breakfast?"
 
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