Bad Interview - Sex Stories

Bad Interview

... superstars, all of who gave her a knowing look. Which was all incredibly embarrassing, but Cathy would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it. Hell, she was kind of hoping that one of the women would stop her, and demand her attention. Which of course, would give Mistress Rhea an excused to really punish her.

For better or worse, that didn't happen. No, instead Cathy returned to Mistress Rhea, who stood up expectantly, obviously waiting for her slut of the night to equip her with her bitch tamer. Something that Cathy had plenty of practice with, and she had no problem doing it now. Oh yes, she quickly attached the strap-on to the superior woman, and then took it into her mouth.

Knowing from previous experience she needed to do this, the interviewer only spent a few short minutes working on the head, before she took the dildo deep into her mouth, and eventually down her throat. She didn't take it all the way in one go, but it wasn't that far off because of that because sure enough, Mistress Rhea did not have the patience for a long blow job.

"Bend over." Rhea growled, "Show me that pathetic little fuck hole you call a butt hole."

"Yes, Mistress Rhea." Cathy quickly replied, unable to hide her excitement.

"Good girl." Rhea chuckled, getting behind Cathy and spreading her cheeks, at which point she pretended to only just noticed something, "What, no butt-plug? Very disappointing. I know I trained you better than that. Everyone did. Oooooooooh yeahhhhhhh, we ...

... told you that this was a slutty little fuck hole, meant to be available for real women to use for their pleasure 24 fucking 7.

And this is how you repay us? Shit, I should definitely give you another spanking, just for that. But luckily for you, I'm in a good mood. Hell, I'll even eat this scrumptious booty of yours. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, gonna spoil you rotten tonight, so you never, ever leave again. Ohhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, I am. Well? Thank me, you ungrateful fuck hole. Oh yessssssss, show me your fucking gratitude."

"Thank you, Mistress Rhea, thank you." Cathy obediently said, and then moaned, "Thankkkkkkkkk yooooooouuuuuuuuu, oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooooddddddddddd!"

Rhea new this was completely unnecessary, but she just couldn't help herself. That ass was just too yummy to resist. She needed to eat it. And that was exactly what she did, burying her face in between the cheeks, and frantically lapping away at that slutty little back door. Hell, it was difficult enough to prevent herself from rubbing her face in those cheeks, or even kiss them.

But that would totally send the wrong message. Also, just thinking of it brought back memories of Charlotte, and others, which in turn made her quiver with fear, disgust, and something she didn't want to admit too. Luckily, she had a scrumptious piece of butt meat in front of her to distract her.

Truth be told, even if Cathy had been thoroughly plugged up, Rhea would have still greedily munched this booty. Again, ...