The Cassandra Curse
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I sit in the booth. My clothes sit in a pile on the floor, I’m naked and I smell disgusting. I’m not sure what time it is, but I know it is really late. I sucked two guys off and then, because I was so desperate to orgasm, I unlocked the door and three more guys came in and fucked me. I feel the wet cool stickiness in my ass. When I get really horny like this, time just disappears and my mind becomes completely focused on fucking and sucking and being used. But then it stops and I’m aware, like now, of what is going on. I can’t believe that I’ve come to this, thoughtlessly being a fuck toy, no thought to safety. I’m completely ashamed. I feel fear well up in my belly. On the booth’s screen some ugly women screeches while she gets fucked. I can’t believe what I am doing. My dick is limp and I feel sweat and cum cooling on my chest.
The door opens and I immediately feel a flush on my body and I reach quickly for my clothes. The person at the door is a man, fairly short, big belly, jeans and western shirt.
“Damn…” he says quietly as I pull the clothes over my crotch, trying to hide.
“You’re just the most pathetic little faggot I’ve seen all week, ain’t ya?”
I’m terrified and stock still.
“Well, ain’t ya?” he asks again.
“Answer me, cunt” he says.
I nod.
“No, cunt, when I say answer me I mean use your fucking words!” he says with a harsh voice and then I feel a pain on my face and… he slapped me!
I stare up at him, dumbfounded.
He slaps me again.
“Open your little cunt mouth, use your fucking tongue and speak!”
My voice cracks as I say “yes”.
He turns and locks the booth door.
“Look at yourself, you little bitch, I’m just walkin’ around looking at porn, maybe thinking about buying something and what the fuck are you doing? You’re back here, completely naked, yeah naked, why don’t you put those clothes back down, so you were doing what, exactly, back here?”
I stare at him, to scared to speak, but I move the clothes away from my crotch.
“Well, go on, tell me what you were doing back here”
“I… uhh… I was… uhhh… sucking cock”
“Figures, what else you been doing back here?”
“uhmmm–”
He interrupts me “Not one more uhh or ahh or uhmm, I can see you’re scared and all, don’t worry, faggot, I’m here to give you what you need, so just tell me so I can hear it, what else you been doing back here?”
“I was sucking cock and I got fucked, too.”
“Did you suck their cum?”
“uhh–” and my face is slapped again “yes, I did, I took it up my ass, too” and the fear is transmuting and changing, I can feel a little blood begin to flow through my cock.
“How many?”
“four, no, five guys” I say and now my cock is starting to become erect.
He glances down, “and did you cum yourself?”
“Yes”
“Do you want to touch yourself now?”
I can feel my face redden, “Yes.”
“Well go on, then, play with your little faggot dick”
I wrap my hand around my cock and I feel a rush of excitement.
“When you came, how was it?”
“Uhh–” and he slaps me “what do you mean?”
“When you shot your load of jism, did feel the same to you?”
“Well… no, it was really, really fucking intense”
“Like, five minutes rolling on the floor intense?”
I look at him dumbly.
“I know what’s happenin’ to you, I know you need to get other fellows jism inside of you, I know each time you need more and more, otherwise you can’t cum and you jus’ get hornier and hornier.”
“Will it stop?”
“Nah, never, this is yer life now… you know, I can see you like sucking cock and you know if you’d just have accepted it when you were young, you coulda grown up normal, maybe had a wife and you two coulda sucked guys off together–there’s gals that like that sorta thing–but you, you dumb faggot, just kept it in, and now you’ve been cursed.”
My cock became fully erect while he talked and now I’m furiously jerking my cock off.
“Yep, seen it before, little closet bitches like you are the only ones who get this?”
“There’s been others?”
“Sure, you think you’re special or somethin’?” and his eyes run up and down my body.
“Stand up” he says.
I stand up, my cock still in hand.
“Go on, turn around for me”
I turn and my back faces him.
“I kin see that cum dripping out of your ass, you like that feelin’, and well, I guess you probably hate yourself a bit too, don’t ya”
I feel his hand grasp my buttock and it feels so warm and comforting.
“Yep, feel that? That’s my hand on your ass, cause I’m gonna own it, I’m gonna get that hate fucked right out you so you can jes’ enjoy what time you have left?”
My hand stops on my cock, “time left?”
“Well, faggot, what you think is gonna happen in a couple of years when you know it’s gonna take you 85 cocks to get off just the once? I seen it happen, some fellows just give up, I give you 4-5 years and you’ll off yourself”
He squeezes my asscheek, “but don’t you worry about that right now, you got lots of time left and lots ta learn”
His hand releases my ass and trails up my spine. His fingers run through the hair on the back of my head.
“You been countin’, I’m sure, so how many till you can cum again?”
“Uhh–” my face stings from the slap and I count on my fingers “3 more?”
I’m getting nervous again, what the hell is happening here? I stop playing with myself and I’m trying to think, just think…
“I know what’s goin’ through yer mind, and don’t you worry, I’m in control here” and his hand goes back to my ass cheek and squeezes and the moment he does I feel the tension release and I’m horny again. Hand still on my ass, he leans in and whispers in my ear.
“You got to stop worryin’, jes leave your old life behind, I bet the past couple of weeks have been real rough, because you won’t accept what’s happened, so let me tell ya something, rule #1, Be Here Now, this shit has indeed happened to you, so just accept it. Accept that you are a horny little fucking bitch, that the only thing that will do anything for you is drinking cum, jes accept that even if you try to stop, you will jes be consumed by lust and you won’t be able to think of anything else, so just accept it, accept that you’re a dick sucking faggot whore that will do anything for cum, you hear me, boy, just accept it, accept that your life now is just to be in the service of cock and cum and piss and shit and being the nastiest, dirtiest, skankiest little fuck toy you can be.”
He squeezes my ass firmly and his words, quiet and kind and nasty, are rolling through my skull, bouncing hither and thither, echoing and I feel a huge relief, all the other failures in my life fall away, they don’t matter now, they don’t matter, because the only thing I ever really failed at was being a cocksucker and that’s something I can fix. I moan and push my ass into his hand.
“That’s it, cunt, you like this, don’t ya”
“Yes, mmmm” I say luxuriating in the feeling of my cock in hand and his hand on my ass.
“Let me show you something, first, follow me” and he turns and unlocks the door. I reach down for my clothes but he interrupts me “you don’t need those no more” and I just obey him. It is so fucking simple this way, no thought, just action. I follow him out into aisle and there are booths lining both sides of it. There are lights above each, indicating that someone is in the booth, and none are lit.
“Secret is, cunt, that the cum you need, don’t need to be fresh, so I want you to take a look in these booths here and see if some fellow has jizzed on the wall or bench or floor and I want you to lick it up.”
I turn to look at him and my mouth begins to open with a question.
“Oh, it’s fucking fine, go on then” and he lightly slaps my ass.
I turn to the left and open the booth door. It is a small cubicle, there is a single plastic chair and a trash can filled to the brim with tissues and condom packages. On the wall is a recessed space with a tv showing porn previews. There is a plexiglass cover over this and I can see a long string of white cum stretched across it. I grip my cock firmly and open my mouth.
“Go on, then, go on you dirty little faggot bitch, lick up that old cum” he says just above a whisper and my tongues touches the plastic and I taste the jizz on the tip and I move the tongue across the screen.
“Yeah, you fucking pussyboy, oh yeah, you’re a dirtly little fucker, ain’t ya, just a dumb, horny cuntface, lick up that cum, you don’t even know the fellow who shot it, but you love it, don’t ya?” he says as my tongue reaches the end of the strand. I turn, my face still next to the screen and with my eyes half open I say “Yes, I’m a dirty little pussyboy, I just love cum, any cum, I’ll take it from anywhere…”
“Why dontcha root around in that trash pile and see if there is a condom in there, maybe one gots some jism in it.”
I turn and kneel. The smell of sperm is really strong here. I reach in and feel around, some of the tissues fall out. Eventually I find the bottom where there are two used rubbers and one looks like it has a load inside of it. I reach down and pull it out.
“Yeah… you’re a fuckin’ pig, ain’t ya, you’ll take any hoss’s cum, won’t ya?” he says just a bit louder and I can see he is rubbing his crotch through his pants.
I take the rubber to my mouth and start massaging the load of cum towards my mouth, squeezing it like a tube of toothpaste. I look him in the eye as the load drips
down onto my tongue.
“Goddamn, you *are* fuckin’ pathetic, never had one of you turn so quickly” he says as I swallow the load, my eyes still locked on his.
“Open yer mouth” he says. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a red ball gag. He steps close to me and I feel warm just to have him near and he places the gag in my mouth and fastens it. “That’s so you don’t fucking wake the neighbors when I jizz inside ya’”
“On your fuckin’ knees” he says roughly and loudly and suddenly. I turn and get on my knees, but not quick enough, because he pushes my back down. I hear him unzip, his pants hit the floor and within 30 seconds his cock is deep inside of me. It isn’t a particularly large cock, but as he fucks me I can feel him moving and aiming his cock first at my prostate, then away from it.
He grunts “yeah, take my cock like a little bitch, yeah, you’re fuckin’ mine now, you’re my toy, you’re all fuckin’ mine” and his rhythym increases and I feel him slamming into me. I grunt and moan with each stroke. “You fuckin’ feel that, bitch, you feelin’ it going out of ya, you feel like a good little bitch now, don’t ya, well you’re gonna feel just as good when I finish with ya” and he grunts and slams into me and I feel the first jet of cum hit deep inside of me and then I’m awash in orgasm.
5 minutes later I’m conscious of my surroundings again. I see where I am, laid out on the floor of a gloryhole booth. He is standing above me with a smile on his face. I feel a complete mix of emotions: absolute shame, excitement, exhaustion, horniness. But as I look at him, I smile back.
“Tell me the truth, anyone going to miss ya?”
I think of my life and how I’ve pushed everyone away. “No” I say.
“Well, come on then”
I get up and try to walk, but my legs are shaky. I grab the wall for support. I move towards the original booth, where my clothes are, but he interrupts, “You ain’t gonna need any of that anymore”
“But, my cloth–” I begin to say.
“Look, you fuckin’ cunt, you need to fuckin’ accept that you are just a fuck hole now, you don’t need no clothes or anything–I’ll make sure your fed”
“But, but, where will I go?”
“You’re comin’ with me, I’ll take care of ya” he says and he reaches out and grasps my ass cheek. The anxiety I was feeling became to subside. I look at him in the eyes, then cast my eyes downward and breathe through my mouth.
“That’s right, just you start acceptin’ your position in life”
“Ok, whatever you say” I reply.
“That’s goddamn right, ‘whatever I say’, you gonna start obeying me, ok, cunt?”
“Yes”
“Make that yessir, you little piece of shit”
My eyes still down I reply “yes, sir”.
“Good, now follow me.”
We walk down the aisle toward the “exit” sign. We push the door open. Outside it is dark, but I can see just a bit of the… sunrise? I hadn’t realized it was so late. The door opens onto a parking lot in the back of the bookstore. There are several cars parked there and one large van.
He walks out through the door and I can feel the cool night air coming in. It raises goosebumps all over my naked flesh. My ass feels open and slimy, I can feel cum drying along my inner thighs. I know that I still have some dried cum on my chest. I stop at the door watching him walk.
He stops and looks back
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
“I… uhh..” and the moment I say “uhh” he starts walking back towards me, “but I’m naked… sir” I finish lamely.
He gets right in front of me, raises his hand and slaps my face, he grabs my arm and pulls me forward, the door slams shut behind me. I look back and there is no handle on door, no way back in.
“That’s right cunt, now look here, you can either fucking obey me or ya can stay here, I don’t fucking give two shits either way, but if your gonna come with me, you need to do what I fuckin’ say, alright, cunt?”
To the right, the parking lot empties onto a street. A car’s headlights pass. I know how exposed I am. I feel anxious, but… but… I look back towards him and as I think about what I’m about to do, I start to get a little bit stiff.
“There it is, listen to yer cock, good boy, come on then” he says and I follow him willingly across the lot into his van, naked and smeared with cum.
The door opens and I immediately feel a flush on my body and I reach quickly for my clothes. The person at the door is a man, fairly short, big belly, jeans and western shirt.
“Damn…” he says quietly as I pull the clothes over my crotch, trying to hide.
“You’re just the most pathetic little faggot I’ve seen all week, ain’t ya?”
I’m terrified and stock still.
“Well, ain’t ya?” he asks again.
“Answer me, cunt” he says.
I nod.
“No, cunt, when I say answer me I mean use your fucking words!” he says with a harsh voice and then I feel a pain on my face and… he slapped me!
I stare up at him, dumbfounded.
He slaps me again.
“Open your little cunt mouth, use your fucking tongue and speak!”
My voice cracks as I say “yes”.
He turns and locks the booth door.
“Look at yourself, you little bitch, I’m just walkin’ around looking at porn, maybe thinking about buying something and what the fuck are you doing? You’re back here, completely naked, yeah naked, why don’t you put those clothes back down, so you were doing what, exactly, back here?”
I stare at him, to scared to speak, but I move the clothes away from my crotch.
“Well, go on, tell me what you were doing back here”
“I… uhh… I was… uhhh… sucking cock”
“Figures, what else you been doing back here?”
“uhmmm–”
He interrupts me “Not one more uhh or ahh or uhmm, I can see you’re scared and all, don’t worry, faggot, I’m here to give you what you need, so just tell me so I can hear it, what else you been doing back here?”
“I was sucking cock and I got fucked, too.”
“Did you suck their cum?”
“uhh–” and my face is slapped again “yes, I did, I took it up my ass, too” and the fear is transmuting and changing, I can feel a little blood begin to flow through my cock.
“How many?”
“four, no, five guys” I say and now my cock is starting to become erect.
He glances down, “and did you cum yourself?”
“Yes”
“Do you want to touch yourself now?”
I can feel my face redden, “Yes.”
“Well go on, then, play with your little faggot dick”
I wrap my hand around my cock and I feel a rush of excitement.
“When you came, how was it?”
“Uhh–” and he slaps me “what do you mean?”
“When you shot your load of jism, did feel the same to you?”
“Well… no, it was really, really fucking intense”
“Like, five minutes rolling on the floor intense?”
I look at him dumbly.
“I know what’s happenin’ to you, I know you need to get other fellows jism inside of you, I know each time you need more and more, otherwise you can’t cum and you jus’ get hornier and hornier.”
“Will it stop?”
“Nah, never, this is yer life now… you know, I can see you like sucking cock and you know if you’d just have accepted it when you were young, you coulda grown up normal, maybe had a wife and you two coulda sucked guys off together–there’s gals that like that sorta thing–but you, you dumb faggot, just kept it in, and now you’ve been cursed.”
My cock became fully erect while he talked and now I’m furiously jerking my cock off.
“Yep, seen it before, little closet bitches like you are the only ones who get this?”
“There’s been others?”
“Sure, you think you’re special or somethin’?” and his eyes run up and down my body.
“Stand up” he says.
I stand up, my cock still in hand.
“Go on, turn around for me”
I turn and my back faces him.
“I kin see that cum dripping out of your ass, you like that feelin’, and well, I guess you probably hate yourself a bit too, don’t ya”
I feel his hand grasp my buttock and it feels so warm and comforting.
“Yep, feel that? That’s my hand on your ass, cause I’m gonna own it, I’m gonna get that hate fucked right out you so you can jes’ enjoy what time you have left?”
My hand stops on my cock, “time left?”
“Well, faggot, what you think is gonna happen in a couple of years when you know it’s gonna take you 85 cocks to get off just the once? I seen it happen, some fellows just give up, I give you 4-5 years and you’ll off yourself”
He squeezes my asscheek, “but don’t you worry about that right now, you got lots of time left and lots ta learn”
His hand releases my ass and trails up my spine. His fingers run through the hair on the back of my head.
“You been countin’, I’m sure, so how many till you can cum again?”
“Uhh–” my face stings from the slap and I count on my fingers “3 more?”
I’m getting nervous again, what the hell is happening here? I stop playing with myself and I’m trying to think, just think…
“I know what’s goin’ through yer mind, and don’t you worry, I’m in control here” and his hand goes back to my ass cheek and squeezes and the moment he does I feel the tension release and I’m horny again. Hand still on my ass, he leans in and whispers in my ear.
“You got to stop worryin’, jes leave your old life behind, I bet the past couple of weeks have been real rough, because you won’t accept what’s happened, so let me tell ya something, rule #1, Be Here Now, this shit has indeed happened to you, so just accept it. Accept that you are a horny little fucking bitch, that the only thing that will do anything for you is drinking cum, jes accept that even if you try to stop, you will jes be consumed by lust and you won’t be able to think of anything else, so just accept it, accept that you’re a dick sucking faggot whore that will do anything for cum, you hear me, boy, just accept it, accept that your life now is just to be in the service of cock and cum and piss and shit and being the nastiest, dirtiest, skankiest little fuck toy you can be.”
He squeezes my ass firmly and his words, quiet and kind and nasty, are rolling through my skull, bouncing hither and thither, echoing and I feel a huge relief, all the other failures in my life fall away, they don’t matter now, they don’t matter, because the only thing I ever really failed at was being a cocksucker and that’s something I can fix. I moan and push my ass into his hand.
“That’s it, cunt, you like this, don’t ya”
“Yes, mmmm” I say luxuriating in the feeling of my cock in hand and his hand on my ass.
“Let me show you something, first, follow me” and he turns and unlocks the door. I reach down for my clothes but he interrupts me “you don’t need those no more” and I just obey him. It is so fucking simple this way, no thought, just action. I follow him out into aisle and there are booths lining both sides of it. There are lights above each, indicating that someone is in the booth, and none are lit.
“Secret is, cunt, that the cum you need, don’t need to be fresh, so I want you to take a look in these booths here and see if some fellow has jizzed on the wall or bench or floor and I want you to lick it up.”
I turn to look at him and my mouth begins to open with a question.
“Oh, it’s fucking fine, go on then” and he lightly slaps my ass.
I turn to the left and open the booth door. It is a small cubicle, there is a single plastic chair and a trash can filled to the brim with tissues and condom packages. On the wall is a recessed space with a tv showing porn previews. There is a plexiglass cover over this and I can see a long string of white cum stretched across it. I grip my cock firmly and open my mouth.
“Go on, then, go on you dirty little faggot bitch, lick up that old cum” he says just above a whisper and my tongues touches the plastic and I taste the jizz on the tip and I move the tongue across the screen.
“Yeah, you fucking pussyboy, oh yeah, you’re a dirtly little fucker, ain’t ya, just a dumb, horny cuntface, lick up that cum, you don’t even know the fellow who shot it, but you love it, don’t ya?” he says as my tongue reaches the end of the strand. I turn, my face still next to the screen and with my eyes half open I say “Yes, I’m a dirty little pussyboy, I just love cum, any cum, I’ll take it from anywhere…”
“Why dontcha root around in that trash pile and see if there is a condom in there, maybe one gots some jism in it.”
I turn and kneel. The smell of sperm is really strong here. I reach in and feel around, some of the tissues fall out. Eventually I find the bottom where there are two used rubbers and one looks like it has a load inside of it. I reach down and pull it out.
“Yeah… you’re a fuckin’ pig, ain’t ya, you’ll take any hoss’s cum, won’t ya?” he says just a bit louder and I can see he is rubbing his crotch through his pants.
I take the rubber to my mouth and start massaging the load of cum towards my mouth, squeezing it like a tube of toothpaste. I look him in the eye as the load drips
down onto my tongue.
“Goddamn, you *are* fuckin’ pathetic, never had one of you turn so quickly” he says as I swallow the load, my eyes still locked on his.
“Open yer mouth” he says. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a red ball gag. He steps close to me and I feel warm just to have him near and he places the gag in my mouth and fastens it. “That’s so you don’t fucking wake the neighbors when I jizz inside ya’”
“On your fuckin’ knees” he says roughly and loudly and suddenly. I turn and get on my knees, but not quick enough, because he pushes my back down. I hear him unzip, his pants hit the floor and within 30 seconds his cock is deep inside of me. It isn’t a particularly large cock, but as he fucks me I can feel him moving and aiming his cock first at my prostate, then away from it.
He grunts “yeah, take my cock like a little bitch, yeah, you’re fuckin’ mine now, you’re my toy, you’re all fuckin’ mine” and his rhythym increases and I feel him slamming into me. I grunt and moan with each stroke. “You fuckin’ feel that, bitch, you feelin’ it going out of ya, you feel like a good little bitch now, don’t ya, well you’re gonna feel just as good when I finish with ya” and he grunts and slams into me and I feel the first jet of cum hit deep inside of me and then I’m awash in orgasm.
5 minutes later I’m conscious of my surroundings again. I see where I am, laid out on the floor of a gloryhole booth. He is standing above me with a smile on his face. I feel a complete mix of emotions: absolute shame, excitement, exhaustion, horniness. But as I look at him, I smile back.
“Tell me the truth, anyone going to miss ya?”
I think of my life and how I’ve pushed everyone away. “No” I say.
“Well, come on then”
I get up and try to walk, but my legs are shaky. I grab the wall for support. I move towards the original booth, where my clothes are, but he interrupts, “You ain’t gonna need any of that anymore”
“But, my cloth–” I begin to say.
“Look, you fuckin’ cunt, you need to fuckin’ accept that you are just a fuck hole now, you don’t need no clothes or anything–I’ll make sure your fed”
“But, but, where will I go?”
“You’re comin’ with me, I’ll take care of ya” he says and he reaches out and grasps my ass cheek. The anxiety I was feeling became to subside. I look at him in the eyes, then cast my eyes downward and breathe through my mouth.
“That’s right, just you start acceptin’ your position in life”
“Ok, whatever you say” I reply.
“That’s goddamn right, ‘whatever I say’, you gonna start obeying me, ok, cunt?”
“Yes”
“Make that yessir, you little piece of shit”
My eyes still down I reply “yes, sir”.
“Good, now follow me.”
We walk down the aisle toward the “exit” sign. We push the door open. Outside it is dark, but I can see just a bit of the… sunrise? I hadn’t realized it was so late. The door opens onto a parking lot in the back of the bookstore. There are several cars parked there and one large van.
He walks out through the door and I can feel the cool night air coming in. It raises goosebumps all over my naked flesh. My ass feels open and slimy, I can feel cum drying along my inner thighs. I know that I still have some dried cum on my chest. I stop at the door watching him walk.
He stops and looks back
“Well, what are you waiting for?”
“I… uhh..” and the moment I say “uhh” he starts walking back towards me, “but I’m naked… sir” I finish lamely.
He gets right in front of me, raises his hand and slaps my face, he grabs my arm and pulls me forward, the door slams shut behind me. I look back and there is no handle on door, no way back in.
“That’s right cunt, now look here, you can either fucking obey me or ya can stay here, I don’t fucking give two shits either way, but if your gonna come with me, you need to do what I fuckin’ say, alright, cunt?”
To the right, the parking lot empties onto a street. A car’s headlights pass. I know how exposed I am. I feel anxious, but… but… I look back towards him and as I think about what I’m about to do, I start to get a little bit stiff.
“There it is, listen to yer cock, good boy, come on then” he says and I follow him willingly across the lot into his van, naked and smeared with cum.
Marisol
- 04.06.2020
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