Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2004 23:52:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Sean-y Boy <seanyboyboy2013@gmail.com>
Subject: Constant Service:   Part 4 - Doing Jimmy

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Constant Service
Part 4:  Doing Jimmy


The sting of his piss was nothing compared to how guilty I felt for not
being ready, especially since he reminded me a so many times to be ready.
He left the pool area, and I jumped out of the sauna, grabbing a towel, and
drying myself as fast I could as I couldn't run through the house soaking
wet.  I had exactly 15 minutes to go shower, clean myself up, prepare my
ass for Jimmy, and get dressed.

I rushed up to the small bedroom and bathroom that he had provided for me,
I wouldn't dare go use the master bathroom right now.  I quickly stripped
off my speedos, jumped into the still cold shower, and cleaned myself as
best and as fast I could.  I bent down and did my best to clean my ass out
as I didn't have time for a real enema.  I was out of the shower in 3
minutes, still soaking wet as I ran down to the master bedroom to get some
clothes.

I passed his spacious office to the left, the door was open and he was on
the phone.  I didn't have time to listen, and I made my way to my walk-in
closet at the back of the bedroom.  I rummaged through the drawers and
found a white jockstrap, and quickly put it on.  My cock was so sensitive
to the touch since I still hadn't gotten off.  I found a pair of light blue
jeans, threw them on, and quickly slipped into a pair of fabric sandals.  I
ran the towel through my tousled hair a couple more times, turned to the
mirror to see if I looked presentable.  My hair was still wet, my skin
still a bit moist from the shower and sauna, a few drops of water still
covered my smooth chest, but it would have to do.

I ran out of the closet, through the master bedroom and quickly down the
stairs.  I saw that he was waiting for me in the foyer, his keys swinging
in his hand.  He was still dressed in the dark blue polo shirt and light
jeans, and he had his sun glasses on.  He looked up at me with a rigid
face.

"Get down here, let me inspect your ass," he said.

I made my way down to him and stood facing him, my hands at my side.  This
was a routine, as he always made sure I was presentable for the men he had
me service.

"Your hair is still fucking wet, and you still smell like chlorine, boy.
Am I going to have to revoke pool privileges from you?  Its a good thing
you don't smell like piss, or I'd make sure you smell like it permanently."
he said circling me, looking me up and down.

I kept my eyes to the ground.

He stood behind me, reached around my waist and deftly unbuttoned my jeans.
He zipped them down, slightly brushing his thumb against my cock through
the jock, which sent an electric feeling through me.  My jeans dropped to
my ankles, and he pressed his palm into my back right below my shoulders,
and bent me over so my naked ass was exposed.

He crouched down behind me so his face was in front of my ass, and used
both hands to spread my cheeks apart.  I felt the cold metal of his keys in
his right hand grinding into my ass cheek.  He slipped his finger in
without so much as wetting it first, and it hurt like hell.  He pressed his
entire un-lubed finger into my asshole, and I let out a gasp.

"Quiet," he said, pressing his right hand with the keys into my ass cheek.
He fingered my asshole for another minute which hurt.  My ass was so
tender, and the no lube made his finger feel so raw.  I was squirming to
his touch.

"Stand up straight," he said as he stood up.  I stood up and he came around
in front of me, looking me up and down.  "You really fucked up, ya know
that?  You didn't clean your ass out well enough, its not even lubed.  What
happens if Jimmy doesn't have any lube?  Huh?  Do you have any lube in your
pockets?  I didn't think so.  You gonna let him fuck raw so you can come
back to me crying and bleeding?  Answer me, boy."

"I'm sorr-" I began to say.

"Look at me when you answer me, pussyboy," he said interrupting me.

"I'm sorry, Sir," I said.  I knew it best to leave it at that and not try
and offer an explanation.

"You're damn right you're sorry, you cum guzzling lazy shit," he said
talking down to me.  My gaze returned to the floor, I felt so humiliated.
I had really fucked up.

He reached out and grabbed my package in the jockstrap.  He grabbed it with
the same hand his keys were in, so that I felt the keys against my nuts.
It hurt, despite my cock growing hard to his touch.

"I wanted to come home and get some good head from you, and now we don't
have time," he said continuing to lecture me while his hand was still
pressing into my package through the jock.  "I told you to be ready by 5,
and it's already 5:30.  I guess my blowjob will have to wait while you go
suck some trick's nasty cock.  What're you, bored with my dick?  After last
night, and now you're fucking late.  If you don't want to stay, boy, I can
bring someone else here to help me out.  You keep fucking up, and I'll make
sure you end up with some fat slob who'll shit all over your prettyboy
face, you got me?  Now go get some lube...you can get your loose cunt ready
in car," he finished saying, lightly squeezing my nuts through the jock one
final time so that it hurt, but didn't make me wince.

I quickly ran to the downstairs bathroom, and pulled out a bottle of lube.
I slid it in my pocket, and quickly made my way back to him in the foyer.

He gave me a quick look, and turned to exit the front door.  I walked
behind him to the car, and he stepped into the driver's seat.  I made my to
the passengers seat, when he said no, get in the back.  He was so pissed he
didn't even want to look at me.

As we made it up to Jimmy's mansion, I tried my best to lube up my ass
without messing up the back seat of his luxury Jeep.  When we got to
Jimmy's place, it was about five minutes to 6 o'clock.  I was so relieved
we made it on time, and I almost think he drove fast so that we did.  Deep
down he knew how much I hated doing Jimmy, so I was glad about that.  He
really was good to me.

"There'll be a car here at 10 to get you," he said, not even looking at me
through the rear-view mirror.

I opened the door to the Jeep, got out, and made my way to Jimmy's front
door.  Jimmy's mansion was also really nice, not as nice as the Danes'
Estate, but still nice.  I rang the doorbell, and one of Jimmy's maids
answered the door.  She didn't speak any English, and didn't even bother to
look at me.

"I have a 6 o'clock appointment with Jimmy," I said to her.  She just
nodded, and I walked in.  She directed me to the living room, where Jimmy
was sprawled out on the couch with a beer watching the evening news.  I
turned to say thank you to the maid, but she was gone.  Jimmy let out burp,
and took notice of me.  He was only wearing a bathrobe, his hair was buzzed
on the sides different than last time, and his legs were spread as he
leaned back in on the sofa.  The room was somewhat dark, all the shades had
been drawn closed, so the setting sunlight was barely visible.  Jimmy was
bathed in the fluorescent light of the tv.  He nodded in my direction,
letting out another burp, indicating to me to come over to him.  Here we go
I thought.  With a deep breath a walked into the living to Jimmy, feeling
the lube squish between my ass cheeks.

Jimmy made no indication that I had even come over to him, he just took
another sip of his bottle of beer.

"Tongue my ass," he said as he continued to stare at the tv.

I got down on my knees, and made my way over to him.  His robe was still
tied, so I reached up and undid it, spreading both sides open.  A waft of
his stench filled my nose as I opened his robe, and his crotch smell was
more pungent than last time.  It must have been the July heat.  I reached
in with my face, and put nose to his balls, and my tongue to his slightly
hairy crack.  I flicked out my tongue and got my first taste of his rank
crotch.  It wasn't unpleasant, but very ripe.  I continued to lean and
flick my tongue in and out of his crack as he still made no indication that
I was even there.  He just sat there watching the local news, drinking his
beer, as my tongue dashed in and out of his stinking ass crack, feeling the
hairs along my tongue and the sides of my mouth.  My nose was pressed right
underneath his balls, and all my senses were of Jimmy's musky crotch.  This
went on for a good 15 minutes, and my knees were starting to get sore on
his hardwood floor. I kept pushing my tongue into his crack, trying to keep
it wet.

He had finished his beer, and placed it on the table next the couch.  He
wrapped the sides of his robe around him again, my face still buried in his
ass and crotch.  I couldn't see anything cause the robe was covering him,
and I was still down there repeatedly fucking my tongue into his ass crack.

"WingNa, get me another beer," Jimmy yelled out to his maid.  Fuck, I
thought, that maid is gonna see me down here, how fucking embarrassing.  I
felt footsteps around me, and as fast as they came, they went, and I heard
Jimmy twist open another beer bottle.  I lost track of time for how long I
had been buried in his stinking crotch, resigning myself to it.

He suddenly let out a huge fart, the smell filling my nose, it stunk so
badly.  I felt the warm air around me, and I couldn't believe what was
happening.  It was so nasty, it smelled awful, but what could I do?  I
still had my tongue in his ass crack, my nose pressing into the underside
of his smelly nuts.  I felt him shift above, and he slumped further into
the couch so his ass was half hanging off the seat.

"Tongue my asshole," I heard him say above, which was punctuated by a long
burp.  What a fucking pig, I thought.

I slid off my knees and onto my back so that I could reach my face
underneath his ass.  I lifted myself up into his stinking ass so that I was
in a sit-up position, and I used my hands to spread his cheeks apart.  The
smell of his ass made me hesitate for a moment it was so strong and rank,
but I knew better than to keep him waiting.  If Jimmy got bad service from
me, he'd call and tell Him, and I'd be really in dog house.

I lifted my head into his crack, and stuck my tongue to his hairy asshole.
The taste was even worse then the smell, but I slipped my tongue in.  My
stomach and legs were getting sore from this position, but I persisted.  I
french kissed his asshole the best I could, despite the awful taste and
smell.  The more I did the more it stunk, and the more I hated it.  He
farted again, this time as my tongue up his chute.  It was so fucking awful
and intense, I was holding back from gagging.  He let out a few more wet
stinking farts, and I still held my tongue in his asshole, flicking it in
and out.  I had made an O with my mouth so that it covered Jimmy's asshole,
and I sucked with my lips as my tongue dashed in and out, so all his farts
were directly in my mouth.  I was so sick by this point, I was hoping he
would get tired of this soon.

He didn't.  He continued to fart in my face, as he sat there watching the
news.  I heard the news wrapping up, so it must have been about 6:30 - only
3 and half hours to go I thought.

He got up off of me, and I was so relieved to be out of his stinking ass.

He stood above me, facing away from the tv, and undid his robe.  I got a
good look at his hairy crotch, and a good wiff as well.  My head was
leaning against the sofa, and he stepped forward presenting his crotch to
my face.  His legs were on either side of me, and shifted so my back was
against the couch, and my face was directly in front his cock.  His cock
stood at attention, hard and glowing a bit with his pre-cum in the
fluorescent TV light. It hung slightly down and curved a bit to left.  It
had a thick shaft and pointed head.

He moved his crotch forward so his cock was at my lips, and I parted them
to let it in.  His cock slipped into my mouth, and from the awful taste of
his ass, this was a welcomed change.  I tasted his pre-cum, and it was very
salty but not bad.  He continued to slide his 8 inch dick into my mouth so
that it hit the back of my throat and pushed its way in.  After having
taken Him for countless times, Jimmy's cock was nothing.  Jimmy pressed his
cock into the back of my throat so finally his tight balls hit my bottom
lip, and my nose was lost in his pubes.  His manly stench filled my noise,
but it wasn't unpleasant.

He began to fuck my mouth in an easy steady rhythm, and I did my best to
give him some good head.  I swirled my tongue across the head when his cock
was almost out, and sucked in my cheeks when he was in, darting my tongue
along the shaft.  He would stop and pause when he cock was all the way in
my mouth, and grind his crotch against my face so that the back of my head
pressed against the couch behind me.

I heard him softly moaning above me, barely audible.  He continued fucking
my face harder and harder for a while, and I lost track of how long.  He
began to really slam his cock into my mouth, cramming his crotch into my
face as much as he could.  I gagged a few times cause he kept entering my
mouth so quickly.  His breathing was quickening, and his thrusts into my
mouth were becoming more persistent.

"Ah ah ahhhh ah ahhh, uuuh, ahhh, oh yeah," I heard him whispering above
me.  I looked up at him and saw him standing there fucking my mouth, one
hand was pinching his hairy nipple, his head was back staring up at the
ceiling.  "Oh yeah, yeah yeah, aha ah ah ahhhh." With one final thrust into
my mouth, he buried his cock into the back of my throat, and began to dump
his load.  I opened my eyes, my nose once again buried in his pubes, I saw
his slightly hairy stomach contract as I felt his warm cum coat my throat.
He pulled back a bit so that the last two shots filled my mouth, and I
tasted his thick stringy cum.  It was pretty foul tasting, strong like
bleach.  He kept his cock in my mouth for a brief moment, then pulled it
out and wiped it a couple times on my cheeks, covering them with saliva and
cum.

"Hmmmmmm," he moaned a bit above me, his hand slowly sliding up and down
his taut stomach.  His cock began to soften in front of my face, and I was
staring directly at his crotch.  I could smell his crotch very distinctly,
his cum stank like bleach, and the after sex-smell filled the air.  His
legs were and chest were sweaty from fucking my mouth, and my legs and
knees were really sore from straining them for so long.

"Upstairs," he finally said.

Now the real fucking was about to begin.  I still had about 3 hours to go
with Jimmy, and I was dreading every minute of it.  The first hour was bad
enough, and I knew the worst was to come.  Taking Jimmy's cock up my ass
was never pleasant.  He'd contort me in the most awkward positions, never
stopping to lube up, just jamming his cock up my anyway he could.  I waited
till he left the room, and picked myself up off the ground and made my way
to the stairs.  His maid was standing there, waiting to escort me to his
room.  My face was still wet from saliva and cum, and I'm sure I turned a
few shades of red from embarrassment.

We made our way up the stairs, past the mirror filled hallway.  I took a
quick glance at myself, and my lips were a bit swollen and red, my face
glistened with saliva and cum.  We made it to the master bedroom, and his
maid motioned for me to enter.  Jimmy wasn't in there when I walked in, so
I took the opportunity to reapply some lube to my ass, as I knew he
wouldn't do it, and I could use all the help I could get.  The sun had gone
down, and the evening light filled the room.  The whole room was dark and
unwelcoming, unlike at the Danes' estate where every room was warm and
vibrant.

I heard the toilet flush from the bathroom, and Jimmy finally entered.  I
just stood there, staring at the ground as he approach me.  He stood right
next to me, I could see his bare hairy feet, and he was still wearing his
robe.  I breathed him in, his pungent scent ever-present.  He smelled like
bad BO, and I wondered when was the last time he showered.  Plus, he had
worked up a good sweat fucking my mouth.

He grabbed the back of my head with his right hand and forced my lips to
his left nipple.  I darted out my tongue, flicking his nipple with it,
feeling the coarse hairs surrounding it.  He had a firm grasp at the back
of my hand, his fist holding onto a chunk of my hair.  He held me at his
left nipple for a moment, then forced my head down to his crotch.  I
dropped to my knees, and began licking all around his musky hairy crotch.

"Get it hard," he said, as he grabbed his soft cock in between his fingers
presenting it to me.  I stuck out my tongue and licked the head of it until
it started to get hard.

"Balls," he said to me still clutching the back of my head.  He forcibly
moved my head down to his balls, and I began lapping them up.  His balls
were bare and sweaty, and I tried to take them into my mouth.  I got a
swift slap at the back of my head,

"Watch your damn teeth," he said in disdain.  His cock was now hard.  It
was resting on my face and forehead as I continued to tongue his sweaty
nutsack.

"Strip," he commanded.  I hated being with Jimmy so much.  His whole tone
and demeanor was so arrogant, as if he didn't even want to be fucking me.

I took off my jeans, leaving on my jockstrap.  This was what Jimmy always
wanted.  He always fucked me with my jock on so as not to deal with my cock
flopping about.  Plus, he always used the strap for leverage.  One time, he
was fucking me so hard holding on to the strap, it broke and my jock came
undone.  Jimmy smacked my ass so hard after, I made sure to get better
quality ones.

Once my jeans were off, he grabbed my waist and pushed me onto the bed.  I
was bent over on the bed so my legs were still on the ground and my face
was buried in the mattress.  He kicked opened my legs, grabbing my ass, and
hoisting my left leg on the bed so it was straight, and my asshole was
exposed.  My right leg was still on the ground, so it was very
uncomfortable to be in this position.

He held onto my left leg, holding it on the bed so my legs were spread, and
stepped forward.  I felt his cock at my asshole, and he didn't hesitate to
push in.  I was grateful I had time to reapply some lube, as he just pushed
his dick in all the way.  I could feel his crotch hair on my soft ass
cheeks, as he pushed into me with his cock all the way up me.  He repeated
this motion a few times, trying to jam into me as much as he could.  I felt
so full, he was pressing against my guts so hard inside of me.

He lifted his left leg up over my left leg, so that his foot was firmly
planted on the bed.  His cock still buried all the way up my asshole, I
felt his weight shift as he gained more leverage.  My body was twisted in
such an awkward way, but my asshole was much more exposed for him.  He was
bent over me with his left leg on the bed above mine, his right leg still
on the ground, and I felt him begin to slide in out of my asshole as if he
was testing the position.

I guess he liked it, cause all of a sudden he pulled out almost all the
way, then slammed into me so hard, the bed shook, and it felt like he was
ripping my asshole apart.  His cock wasn't going straight up my asshole
now, it was angled to the side so it stretched my hole open.  I screamed
out when he plowed into me which prompted him to grab the back of my head
by the hair, and push my face into the bedspread.

He started fucking me deep and hard, with each thrust I felt his crotch and
pelvic bone hit the back of my ass hard.  The only sounds in the room were
of me gasping into the bedspread, and of his sweaty skin slapping against
mine as he drilled his cock in and out of me.  'Squish squish squish slop
slop slop'.  The bed was creaking as he kept fucking me harder and harder,
in and out.  I can just imagine how obscene it must have looked.

I cried into the mattress I was in so much pain, as his cock was jabbing in
and out of me, pushing into different places in my ass.  It'd hit one spot,
then he'd pull out, and hit another.  I felt tears at the corner of my
eyes, I couldn't take his fucking me like this.  It didn't stop him, he was
lasting a long time as he had just dumped a load down my throat...a load I
could still taste.

He got more rough with me, as he kept one hand clutching the back of my
head pushing my face into the mattress, then he pressed his left leg down
on mine to keep me in position, and he used his free hand to start slapping
my ass.  He kept up his fast-paced fuck in and out, in and out, of my ass
and he kept slapping my left ass cheek over and over again.  With each
slap, I felt his cock inside me even more, ravaging my entire ass.

I have no idea how long he kept this up for, but it felt like hours.  I was
in so much pain from the weird position, my sides were hurting, and I could
barely breathe cause my face was being held into the bed.  My ass started
to get numb from all the pain.  I tried to trick my mind into being
anywhere but here, but he kept finding new spots in my ass to exploit for
his pleasure.

It was never like this with Sir as even when he was being rough with me, it
was never this cold and detached.  Jimmy just kept fucking me like I was
some rag doll, never talking to me, never even acknowledging I was there.
I continued gasping and lightly screaming into the mattress as his cock
kept drilling into me back and forth, in and out, fucking me so hard.

I heard the bed creaking, I heard his crotch slamming into my ass, I heard
my gasps, I heard his cock slopping its way in and out of my now twitching
asshole, and I heard him above me somewhere, breathing heavily as he
continued to slam me harder and harder.  I felt his cock claw its way down
into me, I felt full, violated by this cold heartless bastard.  I could
smell his stench in the room, and I felt his sweat on back, his sweaty leg
enclosed around mine.  I thought I was gonna be sick from his smell.  I
felt him fuck into me hard a few more times, holding each thrust fully, his
free hand grabbing my ass cheek, his other hand forcing my face down into
the mattress even harder.  On the final thrust, he screamed out above,
"AHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSS," pumping his cum into my twitching ass.  His cock
spurted a few times, pulsing into my tender hole, as his cum filled me up.
I felt it squish around in me, every nerve in my ass was on fire, so every
movement inside was magnified as he dumped his load into me.

I was dizzy, but still very aware of everything that was happening.  It
wasn't a good dizzy, I felt nauseous, so used.

Finally, he pulled out, cum dribbling out of my hole as he did, and stepped
off of me.  I had no clue what was next, but knowing Jimmy, there was
something.  He always got his money's worth.

I stayed lying on the bed, still bent in that awkward position.  He reached
over and grabbed my hair again, dragging me across the bed to the ground.
I swayed a bit when I got to my knees, and he stepped forward and put his
still hard, cum covered cock to my lips.  I opened my mouth and tasted his
second load of the night, and tasted my ass juices on his cock as well.  He
slid his cock in and out of my mouth, not even looking at me.  I was
dumbfounded, and just took his cock without any thought.  Finally, he
popped it out of mouth.

"Get clean," he said to me.

I stood up wobbly, his cum leaking out of my ass, and made my way to the
bathroom.  I looked in the the full length mirror, and my body was red,
flushed from the pounding I just received.  I went over to the sink to wash
off his cum from the first load earlier tonight.  I still felt unsteady,
and I leaned against the sink to help balance myself.  My ass was sore as
all hell, and I my hole never stopped spasming.  I washed my face, then
went and sat on the toilet, shitting out his cum.  It hurt just to sit down
since he had smacked my ass repeatedly.  I hated doing Jimmy so much.  The
only thing I was looking forward to was being back at home and sleeping
next to my Man, even if I knew he was gonna use me roughly tonight.  I felt
safe there, and I did not feel safe here in Jimmy's bathroom.  I finished
cleaning my ass as well as I could, applied some more lube and made my way
back to the bedroom.

Jimmy had sprawled out on the bed, legs spread and he was pinching his
nipples again.  I gave him a look over, and again I noticed he was a pretty
attractive man.  He chest was well defined, his stomach flat but meaty, his
legs were powerful.  Jimmy wasn't nearly as cut and built as my Man, but he
was in good shape.  Too bad Jimmy was such an asshole and treated me like
fuck-me-toy.

He had turned on the TV so the now completely dark room was filled with the
flickering light of the TV and sounds of two people fucking.  He was
watching one of his favorite porn tapes where this muscle bound football
jock was fucking the shit out of some dumb blond cheerleader.  Her whiny
screams filled the room.

He motioned for me to come over to the bed, and I crawled up on to it in
between his legs.  This was typical of his routine.  After fucking me hard,
he needed to get it up again, so he'd have me lick and suck around his
crotch while he watched some porn.  I leaned in to his rank crotch and
began to tongue his balls.  He never looked at me, he just kept his eyes on
the porn.  I heard the football jock on TV talking to the bitch
cheerleader, and it was kind of turning me on.  I realized my cock was hard
as I was orally servicing Jimmy, and it surprised me.  I hated servicing
Jimmy, but I guess it was the porn and the fact that I still hadn't shot a
load in over 3 days.

For the next couple of hours Jimmy used me anyway a bitch could be used.  I
was twisted and turned and fucked in almost every position possible except
face to face.  Jimmy never fucked me face to face.  I was fucked bent over
on the bed, up on all fours, on my side, on top while I rode his cock
facing the opposite direction, back down on all fours as he fucked me
holding on to my jockstrap for leverage, down flat on the floor, up against
the wall, always the with the same force and roughness.  My ass must have
been bright red from how often he slapped it, and my hole never stopped
spasming around his cock.  I felt tender down there, so every movement felt
so sensitive.  Jimmy grunted and groaned above me, and I stank of his
smell.  The whole room smelled like Jimmy.  At times my entire face was
buried in his crotch so all I could see was the his hairy rank crotch, then
he'd pull me up and fuck me over the bed, all the while watching his porn.

I was flat on my stomach, staring up at the TV watching that same football
stud bang another chick.  Jimmy was on top of me, bent over and fucking me
so that my whole body was being pressed into the mattress.  I heard him
above me, moaning "Ah aha ah ah aha" and I heard his cock driving in and
out of my asshole, 'slop slop slop slop'.  I couldn't help but watch the
porn as well, and I realized again my cock was hard.  The football stud was
really hot, and he was fucking some bitch hard just like Jimmy was fucking
me.  My cock was pressed up against the mattress, and the head had slipped
out of the jockstrap so it was rubbing against the bedspread.  The motion
of Jimmy fucking was pressing my cock against the bedspread over and over
creating friction.  It was starting to feel really good, and I couldn't
help but imagine that football stud from the porn on top of me.  I heard
the football stud talking "Yeah, take it, take my cock," and I shut my eyes
and was reminded of my man fucking me like that.  I couldn't control
myself, the friction was too great and it felt too good, and I started
cumming all over Jimmy's bedspread.

This must have sent Jimmy over the edge since my asshole clamped down on
his cock as my orgasm happened.  I felt him plow into me one last time and
dump another load up my ass, I lost track of how many that was.  I was too
concerned about my load, and how Jimmy was going to reacted to it.  I had
never cum in the presence of Jimmy, in fact, I don't think I was ever even
hard because I hated servicing him so much.

He pulled out of me and I just laid there motionless, too afraid to move.
Jimmy went over and turned on the lights and turned off the TV.  This was
unusual, normally when it was time for me to go he'd just tell me to get
out.

"Get. Up." he said to me in an extremely harsh voice.  I got up, and the
pool of cum was obvious on the bedspread.

"What the fuck is this!?"  He yelled at me, "Your filthy cum is all over my
bed!"

I tried to respond, but I was too afraid to speak.

"You fucked up WHORE!" he continues yelling, "Who told you could cum all
over my sheets?  Damn pussy can't even control himself," he started
mumbling to himself as he pulled open a dresser drawer.

I just got up from the bed and tucked my cock back in the jock pouch.  I
wasn't sure what to do or what time it was, but Jimmy came over to me with
tape and the rolled up money.

"Spread your legs.  I aint paying full price tonight since you ruined my
sheets."  he said as I got on the bed and pulled my legs apart so my
asshole was exposed.  He slid the roll of money into me, and taped it up.
This was always so very humiliating, and I must have turned bright red.  I
couldn't believe I let myself cum in the presence of this twisted bastard.
I was more angry at myself for letting Jimmy think I actually enjoyed
myself.

"Now get the fuck out of my house and take that cum stained sheet with
you," he said as he finished taping the money in my ass.  I quickly grabbed
the sheet off the bed crumpling it up in my arms, and made my way over to
my jeans and just grabbed them without stopping to put them on.  I never
took my eyes off the ground, I was too afraid of pissing him off further.
I stepped out the bedroom and it was immediately shut behind me.

His maid was waiting a few feet away, and again I blushed a crimson red.  I
was so humiliated.  I'm sure she heard the whole thing, and here I was,
standing in my jock with a dirty sheet and a pair of jeans in my hand
reeking of Jimmy's sweat and sex.  She walked me downstairs, the house was
dark.  I found my sandals, and she opened the front door so I could leave.
The door, again, was shut immediately behind me.  I stood there in my
jockstrap, holding onto the cum-stained sheet, my jeans, and my sandals
shaking.  I felt so used.

I found the watch in my jeans pocket and it was already 10:15.  Jimmy
always got his money's worth.  I heard the limo pull up, and I took a deep
breathe, relieved that the night with Jimmy was over.  Now I had to go home
and face Him, knowing I had fucked up earlier today, then last night, and
now Jimmy not paying me enough.  I had no idea how He was gonna react, or
what he had in store for me now...


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