She rolled round in her now lonely bed. Last night had been it! All that wimp wanted to do was go around and make the seen. She wanted more. She had tried to bring out more from him. No luck. She was boarded with his attempts at love making. She took charge, she made him beg but then still no matter what she did or how he promised . he shot his wade in seconds. She wanted more. She wasn't going to settle any more. She wanted a big macho stud, with a long, thick dick. (Who says size doesn't count!) She knew she could get one. Only where was it?

Last night she refused Ted even the obligatory good night kiss and told him to hit the road. True this left her alone but well so be it. Now she would go out there and find a REAL MAN!

No more would she settle for. What was that noise?

A whimpering sound from the wall she shared with the next apartment, caught her attention. Her mind raced to the tall good looking stud she had seen, that lived next door. She had only seen him coming and going. He had never spoke to her. His sun glasses always hid his eyes. She could never tell if he even noticed her. The leather jacked, he wore, so slick, with all those shinny buckles added to the mystic of him.

Now there was a man, the tightening in her cunt told her! Not a wimp like Ted. He could.do anything he wanted to her. Yea . What would she have to give to get a stud like that over here in her lonely bed. No matter what it was she would, at that moment do it. No question.

A scuffling sound and more noise came from the wall.



Curiosity caused her to get up and go to the wall. She stuck her ear to it and waited for something to happen. Nothing and then a resounding slap. A cry and then that commanding voice,

"Shut your yap or I'll give you something to whine about. Now get over here and do me, then we may see about your needs."

A scraping sound and then nothing.

she thought. Her hand went to her cunt and she felt the dew beginning to flow. She thought and noticed her hand was now stroking her rapidly heating cunt.

She took her hand away from her sex all sticky. She went to the toilette and used a tissue to wipe up the mess.

Her curiosity was aroused. Her cunt was dripping. She had to find out more about this stud, besides she had nothing to do till Monday morning. Ted was a done deal. Besides what could happen.



She decided.

She washed her face. Peeded, and stripped the old flannel P.J.s she wore last night. She got out the loose t-shirt and shear robe. Then she put on some of her perfume in all the right places. (Pays to advertise.) She shook her chest, facing the mirror, to assured herself that her tits were there, jiggling, and showed off to her advantages.



She draped the shear pink robe over herself and again consulted the mirror.

She fluffed her hair and make the final touches to her appearance.



She made her way to his back door. Then like a swimmer leaving the water she gathered the robe tighter around her. She raised her hand and timidly rapped on the door. Nothing! She tried again, louder this time.



She rapped a third time and after a long wait she heard someone coming to the door. It flew opened and a bare chested male in jockey shorts demanded,

"YEA? What the hell do you want?"

There he was. He glaired at her and his eyes were soo blue. she finally managed.

"I'm out of coffee and I just can't function without it in the morning. Could I please borrow some? I'll gladly pay you back."

Her eyes were drawn to the bulge in his shorts and she seemed to deliver the final part of her answer to his tent like bulge.

She thought to herself.

She finally tore her eyes from their speculation and saw that he was sizing her up like a dog looking over a bone. His eyes were deep, deep blue. He had a hairy chest with well developed set of pecks. She hoped he liked what he saw. She knew she did.

His eyes bore into her very soul and seized it,

"GET INSIDE HERE BITCH!" he commanded

She steeped inside and he shut and locked the door. She looked around and saw nothing. Not a stick of furniture. in the kitchen or any of the apartment that she could see.

He steeped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He directed her to the other room by pressure on her shoulders. His mear touch melted her to her very core. He directed her to the front of the only piece of furniture in the room, a chair. No not actually a chair. A thrown.

She stood there and did not offer any protest As he began to peal off her robe. She finally returned to her senses. She moved to keep her robe but his hands on her neck and face changed her response. The shear filmy covering floated to the floor. She just stood there as his hands drifted down her body to the bottom of the shirt that was her only covering.

In one quick jerk he stripped it up and off her now shrinking frame.



She grabbed at the shirt and tried to keep possession of it.

"Now wait a minute bust." She began and was rewarded with a slap the like of which she had never felt before. It knocked her down. Her cheek flared up and now she knew. This was a man who was going to get what he wanted. She could not rap him around her finger like Ted.

From her position on the floor, with a stinging cheek she looked up at her master. Her tits hung down from her chest and the nipples were hard like little pebbles. She felt like she would melt into the floor from the intensity of his gaze any time now.

He reached down and captured her hair. He pulled up and squatted down so that she was now starring in his deep blue eyes,

"Don't you ever disagree with me again, BITCH. You come over here sniffing after my ass and then try that hard to get shit. I could smell that stinking cunt of yours at the door. Now get up on your knees and let me see the toys you brought me to play with. If they interest me I might play with them. If not I'll throw them and you out of here." He demanded.

She was a captive of his eyes. She found herself shifting her legs under her and holding the position that he demanded. He let go of her hair and walked to the thrown and sat there not even looking at her.

She was confused. She was here as he wished and he left her. On the floor she saw her shirt and robe. She was NAKED!

She started to bring her hands and arms up to cover herself but she stopped immediately when she heard.

"You are a dub bitch aren't you. crawl over here and give me a look at the toys.NOW! Before I get mad and decide to throw you out." He said in a low clam voice.



She shuffled over to the desired position. She passed the rags that had been her robe and shirt. She looked at them, but did not dare attempt to retrieve them.

Her cunt, a river by now, told her.

When she arrived in between his knees he again seized her hair and brought her up to her knees.

His eyes seemed soo cold as they took in her shrinking nudity. He let go of her hair and reached out to her chest with both paws.

He took possession of her tits and squeezed them to get their feel. Then he rolled them over their range on her chest. She froze right there! Just this fondling and she had the orgasm of her life.

she thought.

"Not bad. Don't hardly sag at'll." he observed. "I might be interested in these for a while."

She raised her hands as she sought to gain some modesty. She tried to shield her cunt slit from his inspecting gaze, but his renewed grip on her hair and raised right hand stopped her.

"I said I wanted to see the toys bitch. I'm going to see all the toys. Now spread open those bony legs." he said wedging his foot between her knees to force compliance to his order.

She dropped her hands and opened her knees about a foot.

"Wider bitch, and let's see how the tits hold up when you get um stretched on those ribs. Put those paws behind your head. Elbows way out there. Just like a model. better now arch back. Not bad. Now hold um up there."

She sheepishly looked up at him and his eyes penetrated to her soul. She felt his fingers pull and twist her nipples but she did not move. She was a mounted specimen, like a butterfly on a pin, only she was caught with his eyes in this humiliating position being examined by his hands like the specimen.

(She loved it. Come on you all do!)

"All right now. Let's have a look at that cunt. Reach down there and spread the nasty smelly thing open for me." he demanded.

She did not even think of disobeying him. She reached down and pulled the neither lips open for him.



His finger went to her clit and rolled it around all the while starring into her captive eyes.

Then lazily his fingers traced the path to her dripping vagina. He smiled and easily slipped two fingers in her. He smiled and said,

"Juicy bitch, Ain't ya?"

Lost in his deep blue pools, she could not answer.

She looked down sheepishly and saw she was wide open over a mirrored section of floor. She was totally exposed to his perusal. He, and she, could see the dripping of her sex hole, and the tightly clenched brown neither hole. Why even her little uthera was there open for him! She should be ashamed. but she was hotter than she had ever been before in her life.

her mind fumbled. Her cunt flowed. He knew it. She knew he knew, and was mortified, and yet she was a willing captive to this MAN. She was his to do with as he wanted.

She shrank from the fact of her traitorous cunt was so easy captive but he knew it. He had the proof on his fingers and hand. He and she could see it. Their was nowhere to hide. She looked up pleading with her eyes.

"A hot smelly cunt like this can get a stupid bitch like you in a lot of trouble unless someone channels it into proper pursuits." he observed, all the while finger fucking her copiously flowing hole and boring into her mind with his eyes.

"I.I " she stammered only to be slapped again.

"When I want your opinion out of you I'll get it. Till then you keep that tongue still. I'll tell you when to use it and on what." he demanded squeezing her cheeks in his left hand. He lifted her up this way. Her jaw ached from this and the slap.

Her cunt flowed and she knew he could do anything he wanted with her. She hoped he would be gentle with her but she knew he would not.

her mind demanded.

"Turn around and bend over.Now put your head on the floor." He ordered. She complied, and then he ordered, "Now reach back here and spread out those flabby ass cheeks." He ordered her.



"I said spread those cheeks bitch. Now do it. real wide. Wider than that. I don't care if it hurts stretch um out. What are you trying to hide from me in that stinking hole." he demanded as he traced a path to her most private hole with his finger.

she shouted in her mind as his finger penetrated her hole. She was impaled. She tensed up.

SLAP!

A sharp pain came as he slapped her ass with his left hand.

"Don't be tensing up on me bitch. I'll go get me a fire plug and stuff it up here. That'll loosen up this nasty hole soo much you will have to have a pipe cap here from now on." he demanded. "Now relax like I was fucking this hole."

Her neck hurt from supporting her body. Her tits hung down obscuring her view of her master. She was experiencing the world through his hands. It was humiliating and exciting. She was bent over like a bitch in heat. Presenting to a stranger her holes, and letting him check out their tightness.

She should get up!

She would not let him.

She should scream!

She should.

She held the position he wanted and orgasimed again on his fingers in her ass. She had wanted a change of lovers. but this was. well certainly it was a change.

She felt him withdraw his finger from her ass. He wiped them on her stretched right ass cheek.

she thought as she realized regretted their loss.