Ellen and Abbie arrived at the apartment at the appointed time and knocked on the door. To their surprise, it was answered by ... a black woman. It made no difference to Abbie, but Ellen was simultaneously shocked, frightened, relieved and turned on.
"Come in," said the woman. "Have a seat on the couch. My name's Ali, by the way."
Ellen and Abbie sat next to each other and Ali sat on a couch across from them.
"How much does she cost?" Ali asked.
"You're our first customer so there's no standard, but she's one of the most desired women at this university. Is $500 a fair price? No rules, no limits."
"How about $400?" Ali responded.
"Let's compromise at $450."
"Deal."
Ellen just sat and listened to these women bargain over buying and selling her as if she wasn't even there.
"I will insist on being in the room during," Abbie said.
Ellen's heart jumped.
"Not a problem at all," Ali said.
"Then she's all yours."
Ali dropped $450 on the coffee table, then popped a CD into her player and it began playing an R&B song. "OK bitch, get up and strip for me, and make it sexy."
Ellen had never done something like that before but she wanted to perform as much for Abbie as she did for Ali. So she stood up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse as she swayed to the music, then began removing her bra to expose her chest.
"Great tits," Ali said.
Ellen wiggled out of her jeans, then propped one leg up on the coffee table to show off her legs before removing her thong.
"Mmmm, you're delicious," Ali said as she removed her shirt and revealed she had no bra on. "Now get your slutty ass over here and pleasure me."
Ellen came to Ali on her knees and began to suck one tit, then the other. The black girl's tits were small but perky, and Ellen closed her eyes and pictured Abbie, who had a great view of Ellen's ass as she pleasured the stranger.
Ali moaned loudly as her hands entangled Ellen's hair and, best as she could with one hand, removed her pants and panties. She put both of her hands on top of Ellen's head and pushed down. Knowingly, Ellen descended until her face was between the girl's legs and right in front of her soaking black cunt. Ellen extended her tongue and started by slowly licking the girl's clit. She got gradually more vigorous, hoping as best as she could that Ali would make noise and show Abbie would a good little pussy eater she is. Much as Ellen had hoped, the black girl grew louder and louder and tightly locked her legs around Ellen's head, holding her there tensely as she came in a tremendous orgasm.
As she came down, she let Ellen's head loose, and the hooker, covered in pussy juice, fell to the ground panting.
"Anything else, Ali?" Abbie asked.
"I think I'm good."
"Pleasure doing business with you. Hope we hear from you again."
"Oh, you will," Ali said.
Ellen got dressed on Abbie's command and the two left. Back in the car, Abbie praised Ellen. "You didn't say a word in there. You're a good whore for only speaking when spoken to.
"Thank you, Pimptress," Ellen answered. Ellen swelled with pride, only to realize how humiliating it was that she was swelling with pride over being called good for passively fucking who she's told to fuck.
Abbie started the car. Ellen asked, "Are we headed home, Pimptress?" |