Jodi felt a sincere sense of relief as she sat on the back of Rodney's Harley on the trip back to Tulsa. So much had happened in the last few days and the culmination was her decision to stay with Rodney and forever leave her family and town. He offered her freedom. Strangely enough or maybe perversely enough, it was freedom based on her continued servitude. It was what she wanted. Jodi was content with her choice to remain with the gang. She knew why. She craved Rodney's power and his brutal domination of her more than she could ever acknowledge. She needed the gang and all those big hard black men who owned her beautiful white body as much as Rodney did. She would never deny any of their desires. She was there for them to use as they pleased. She reveled in this feeling of being taken and used by them at any time. Her mind was thinking of all these things as the wind refreshed her during the evening ride to Tulsa. She was looking forward to the future; her new future.
Yet there was one nagging thought that kept coming back. She heard the talk about this sexy young girl that the gang had recently taken in. They all wanted a piece of her. She heard then talk about having a shot at her when they returned. Even Rodney seemed anxious to have this new girl. This was the very first time that Jodi felt competitive for attention and the thought was disturbing to her. She knew she was good and knew how incredibly aroused she became from sex with the gang members. They all seemed to seek her out because of how responsive she was and how obviously addicted she was to their black cocks. But this new girl worried her.
Jodi felt that with her current age at just over 40, she would find it hard to compete with a young sexy girl. She always knew that although she was still sexy and attractive, her age would play against her down the road. Was this the time when it would happen? The thought wouldn't leave her mind as they approached the city limits and headed to the hotel where she worked for them as a high classed call girl. They had a big investment in her. They gave her breast surgery and she was now a blonde instead of a red head. Her clothes were expensive. The hotel suite she lived in was definitely a luxury accommodation. Her life was exactly as she wanted it. It fulfilled every desire she had. She loved this lifestyle and the daily parade of hard cocks and sexual demands. She even loved the daily unnamed men who spent hundreds of dollars for a chance to fuck her.
"Get upstairs and dressed up. You have a client coming by in one hour and he wants you for 4 hours tonight," Rodney told her as she slid off the back of the bike and walked through the front door of the hotel. The doorman greeted her by name and she walked to the elevator. Her thoughts were fixed on where Rodney was going and if this was the time for him to break in the new girl. She had hoped he would have fucked her before she had to go to work. But the Harley roared off and she knew Rodney had other plans. She hit the up button.
Jodi showered and dressed and waited the last few minutes until the front desk called and told her a guest was on his way to her suite. The knock came quickly and she answered it to find that she was looking up at the tallest man she had ever seen. He was black and powerfully built and his smile seemed to come from a level so far above her that her neck hurt as she looked up.
As they came into the living room, she made him a drink as he explained that he was a professional basketball player with the Oklahoma City Thunder. They had a few days off and he needed to relax and get away from home. Jodi handed the drink to him and began to sit down next to him.
"Stand up in front of me," he told her.
She was surprised that he had immediately taken control. She did as she was told. Most of the men she entertained needed her to take the lead but this man was different. He obviously knew what he wanted. She liked that.
Tonight she wore a very short red dress that exposed a good amount of leg. Her black thigh high stockings hugged her nicely formed legs and the four inch red stiletto heels made her look very sexy. The top was scooped low to reveal her nice full breasts and a generous cleavage. Her dyed blonde hair was shoulder length and her lips had a nice red gloss.
"Since I paid for you for the next four hours, I own that sexy body of yours, don't I bitch?"
She looked down at him as she stood there and was surprised by his statement. She didn't answer right away.
"Did I ask you a question, bitch?"
"Yes, Sir," she answered, "you own me for the next four hours."
Jodi began a slight tremble as she uttered these words and felt herself become aroused by the way he spoke to her.
"Tell me whore, are you wearing a bra?"
"No, Sir."
"I can see how hard your nipples are through the dress. Are you excited bitch," he asked her as his eyes seemed to penetrate her.
"Yes, Sir, I am," she confessed as her cunt seemed to quiver.
"Take off the dress and show me your body."
Jodi reached behind her and took the zipper and pulled it all the way down. The fabric peeled away from her and then dropped at her feet. Her firm breasts stood out and her nipples seemed long and hard. She stood there with just her red thong, thigh high black stockings and red heels.
"Turn around so I can see your ass, slut," he demanded.
Jodi spun around and then on her own, she bent at the waist so he could see her ass so close to his face. She put her hands on her knees and began to slowly move her ass for him. Then she felt his hand on her, pulling aside the thin stripe of the thong and exposing her cleanly shaved brown ass star and her moist cunt. He placed a finger between her cunt lips and ran it up and down the juicy slit. He slipped one and then two huge long fingers inside her and began to move them in and out.
"Oh yes, baby," she groaned as he took control of her arousal.
"Is this the wet cunt I own for the next four hours, whore," he asked her.
"Oh baby, you own it. Whatever you want, baby" she moaned.
Suddenly she felt the sharp pain of a hard slap across her ass as his other hand continued to work on her needy cunt. Her arousal increased and spread even as the slaps continued to redden her butt. Then, suddenly, he removed his fingers and stopped the spanking. But Jodi did not move. She felt so empty and wanting. She almost begged him to hit her some more or to just fuck her. But she remained silent.
