Adultery Vishal's Whore

[RoughGuy]

Normally men buy you drinks or take you out to dinner before fucking you. I'm simply paying you for your services in cash." His calm statements humiliate me and I feel my face getting hot. "You're a piece of cunt I used for my satisfaction," he continues. "And make no mistake, you satisfied me completely.

You're a hot bitch, there's no doubt about that. I just don't believe in cuddling and all that shit afterwards. I'm honest with my needs and I take care of them as and when I please." He bends over and flicks a finger on my erect nipple. "And I will use your services again. Definitely," he says before moving away. Shamefully, his words and manner make me hot and I feel myself open up again, wetness seeping out of me. I scramble to pick up my clothes from around the room and dress without washing the fluids off my body. I smell of sex and I feel different places on my abused body throb and hurt as I move, putting my clothes on. Then I bend and take his money off the bed and tuck it into my clutch. He eyes me appreciatively and a lazy smile curls around his lips. "You'll do very nicely," he murmurs. "I will call you when I next need you." With that I'm dismissed. And I turn and walk away, wishing and praying that it won't be long until the next time he calls on me to service him.