Attentive Audience

You were so cute.  Following after me like a little puppy.  You hung on my every word.  I didn’t have to lift a finger to do anything.  I could just tell you to do it and you would, no matter how humiliating it was for you.  Do you remember when I asked you to go up to that one older woman and tell her that you could see her nipples through her bra?  You got your face slapped hard and yelled at.  My friends and I were laughing so hard.  You came running back though, grinning.

You would do anything just to be in our presence, so when Angelina wanted a special favor, I knew just whom I could get to do it.  Not only for her but for me as well.  I didn’t want her to have all the fun.  You see her guy always wanted to have his own little bitch boy who he could abuse.  Not hit, but verbally and emotionally abuse.  He told her that one night when he was high.  She wanted to give this to him so I volunteered you.

When you walked in and saw the four of us already making out you almost walked out.  I had to run over and grab your hand.  Angelina and I introduced you to the two guys that were there and they immediately started to berate you.  The look on your face was priceless.  Standing there, holding my hand as they let those hurtful words fly.  You just took it all, why? Because I told you that you had to stay no matter what, and you did.

You watched as we fucked them, sucked their cock only to spit their loads of cum out of our mouth into your own.  You stripped down so they could take your ass for however long they wanted, you never said no, you did cry and tell us how painful it was, but you didn’t dare complain because you knew if you did your ass would be out that door and you would never get to hang out with us again.  Plus, I think you kinda got off having Angelina and I as your attentive audience. 

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