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She was getting the fucking I had earned, the one I deserved. I hated her. "Tight... fucking... cunt," he grunted. They started moving on the couch and the motion of her leg against my head picked up a rhythm as he fucked her. I could smell her pussy and her sweat. I wondered where the belt had migrated to as they fucked nearly on top of me. Her moans and groans became louder as the tempo increased until she was begging him between inarticulate sounds. "Oh, yes! Mmmmmmmm, fuck me! Un huh, un huh, un huh! Harder baby, fuck me really hard! Yes! Ooooohhhh, mmmmmmm, OOOOOOWWWWWW!!! I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming! Harder! MMMMMMM!!" She made a high-pitched, squealing sound and I could picture her, legs wide, his cock a piston in and out of her wet hole, her head thrown back in orgasm as he pounded in and out of her. Then I heard his deeper gasp and, of course, I recognized the sound. The weight on the couch shifted and her leg was yanked off my head. In a second wet drops hit my cheek and as the drops became thick spatters I realized he was ejaculating on my face and hair. "Wicked," she said, glee in her voice, trying to catch her breath. He chuckled, "she's a whore, isn't she?" Eventually he was done with her so he let her get dressed. Then pulled her around behind me to inspect the damage the belt had done to my ass. "It must hurt so much," she said, but she didn't sound like she cared too much. "She likes it." "I could tell." "Get dressed, Molly," he ordered me. I pulled my underwear and pants up and glared at him, his cum still dripping from my hair. He knew why I was staring hate daggers at him. He'd given away my fucking. He owed me one. Then the son of a bitch drove me home. I masturbated all fucking night with a vibrator and you know, it didn't help one bit. Robert's next session was not planned which is a very stupid thing. I was with him at a restaurant where we were waiting for Tara. It was a month after we'd done the blond at the apartment and he and Tara were still an item. I still hated her guts, too, after she'd participated in my humiliation the last time. She acted like she was superior to me in every way. Tara showed up about the same time this little oriental girl came in alone. I saw Robert staring at her and I could sense his hunger for her. He kept checking her out as he hurried us through the lunch. We were in the parking lot having eaten a quick meal when the oriental chick came out of the restaurant. She was short, black hair, tiny little tits dressed in white Capri pants and a blue silk top. She had to be in her late twenties and she was skinny as a rail. I hoped she knew karate or something but I didn't think it would matter if she did. "Do you have your gun?" "Yes," I answered him. "Put her car behind the building. We'll use the van." I approached her on foot as she made for her car, appropriately a black Nissan, in the lot. I caught up to her at her car door just as she opened it. I was pretending to be digging in my purse. "Do you have a light?" "I don't smoke," she said. She said it kind of forcefully and I didn't like that. I didn't actually smoke, after all, and who was she to judge me? I showed her the gun. "Lean in across the seat and don't make a sound." "How do you mean?" "Lean in or I'll kill you right here, right now." She leaned into the car and I pulled the back seat forward to pin her against the wheel as I climbed into the backseat. Then I made her get in and drive us behind the restaurant. I hooked an arm over her eyes so she wouldn't see the van turn the corner and come up behind the Nissan. Tara appeared a moment later and helped me blindfold her. We shoved her into the van and took off. On the drive she kept trying to talk to us and plead with us to let her go. I finally found a rag and stuffed it in her mouth.

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