I woke the next morning to the phone ringing. "Hello." I say.
"Slut, it's time to get up. Get cleaned up and ready. I'll be there in 30 minutes." Mistresses voice comes across the handset.
"Yes Mistress" I say to her. As I hang up the phone I get up and head into the bathroom. As I walk in, I see myself in the mirror seeing the fake pussy glued between my legs. Seeing how well it and the boobs blend with my skin color. After I get cleaned up, I go out and sit on the bed waiting for Mistress. I hear a car pull up and two doors close. 'Oh no, Mistress is not alone." As I hear the door lock releasing.
"Morning slut. Hope you slept well!" as Mistress walks in with a guy behind her. "slut, say hi to Marcus. He has your breakfast for you in his pants and then put these cloths on after." as she hands me a bag.
I set the bag on the bed and head over to Marcus. I kneel and unbutton his pants. This 8" cock pops out and it's not even fully hard. I start to rub it and suck it. I can feel it growing larger with each stock of my mouth. Marcus grabs my head and starts to fuck my face. With each stroke I feel it hitting the back of my throat. I relax my throat knowing what is coming as he enters it. With each stroke he enters deeper into my throat. He keeps pushing until my chin is resting on his balls. By this time, he must be 5" down my throat. I take breath each time he pulls out. He keeps fucking my throat until I feel him start to pulse. He pushes all the way in and starts to cum straight down my throat. I feel his cum slide down into my stomach. He pulls out after his cock quits twitching. I look up at him with my watery eyes and thanked him for breakfast.
Marcus smiles and says, "I'll feed you breakfast every day."
"I can arrange that. Now get dressed and do your hair and makeup really heavy and slutty." Mistress says.
I put the clothes on that was in the bag. One truly short lepper print mini shirt and a tube top. Again, I note that there is no under garments. I head into the bathroom to get ready. I put on my makeup real thick and slutty as I know Mistress loves. Do my hair and head out the bathroom.
Mistress looks at me and smiles. "You look great. Today you are going to head out on the street out front and earn money for me. I must be reimbursed for the room somehow. You will charge $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck. Is that clear slut?"
I look up at Mistress with pleading eye. "isn't there some other way to pay you back? Mistress. What if I get busted?"
"No, this is what I want. Now get out there and make some money." Mistress looks at me with an irritated look.
"Yes Mistress" I say as I get up and head towards the door.
As I am on the street walking and thinking how I am going to go thru with this. What am I going to say to the guy or guys? Should I be direct? Or discreet about it. How am I going to stay safe? A million things were going thru my mind as I walked.
A car pulls up next to me and rolls the window down. I walk up to the window thinking this is it. Hope hes not a cop or serial killer.
"Hi honey. Looking for a date?" I say to the driver.