Chapter 13: Good Dumpster Whore (2)
On the floor next to Sir's chair at the head of the dining table, I melt into my position: sitting on my heels, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on display. My mind clears in situations like this and it feels a bit like cotton candy - soft, sweet and delicious. I don't overthink things, I just 'am'.
After some time, I hear, "dumpster whore, come." from another room.
Slowly, achingly, I move to my hands and knees, skirt around the chair and table and crawl out into the hallway, nipple jewels swinging from my clamps, pussy clamps in place and the sparking jewel in my ass glittering.
"Too slow whore. We have guests." I hear him from down the hallway - in the living room. Sir doesn't change his voice at all -- it's not louder, or higher in anger; he just expects me to hear and to hurry.
I enter the large room with vaulted ceilings. I see Sir, sitting back on the huge sectional that forms a 'u' shape in the center of the room, a large ottoman in the center. A soft rug covers most of the space and it's a welcome relief to the tile and hardwood of most of the house on my knees. As I round the corner of the sectional, I see out of the corner of my eye, two men who live in apartments in this building as well: Alexei and Sean, both of whom handle Sir's security. Keeping my eyes down, I crawl over to Sir and assume my position sitting on my heels, knees spread, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on display with all my jewels on view.
Sir ignores me, reaches out and picks up his scotch from the tray on the ottoman (the only thing he drinks in a crystal glass like that), and continues his discussion with the two men. I frankly, don't listen; that's not my job. My job is to be filled as a dumpster whore with cum or piss in all my holes or all over my body by whomever my Sir demands and as the situation presents.
Some time later, Sir starts flicking my jewels on my tits back and forth so they catch the light. It's almost an unconscious thing as he keeps talking, drinking out of his glass and flicking. My nipples are hard and hurt and my pussy is wet. I still haven't cum today. I wonder if he will allow it today?
He breaks me out of musings,
"Cunt, go sit that ass down on Alexei's dick."
"Yes, Sir," I reply immediately. I return to all fours, head facing down, and crawl over to the sofa Alexei is sitting on. He sets his crystal glass on the side and motions with his finger for me to turn around. I turn around so my ass is facing him. He flicks my red ass jewel a couple times, moves it around side to side and slowly in and out fucking my ass with it slowly; not saying a word the whole time. I try, honestly I try not to moan but it feels so fucking good in my ass hole I cant help myself:
"MMmmm-ungh"