The Proposition Pt 4

I let the towel fall on the bathroom floor and follow him into the bedroom. My heart is still racing from the orgasm Mr. Alexander just gave me. He kept calling himself daddy in the bathroom so I decided to follow suit. "Where do you want me, daddy?" He turns around, his eyes are ablaze. I've got him interested, if not full out excited. He tugs at his swollen dick and motions me to the bed, "Over there, get on the bed. Let your head hang off." I do as I'm told and lay down on the bed and dangle my head over the edge. As I get into position I can see daddy's upside down figure getting undressed. When he is done he walks up to me and bends down, so that we are face to face. "I cannot fuck you like I want for another week, so I am going to have to put your mouth to work." I nod in agreement, but I have clearly done something wrong. "Excuse me?" He stares me down waiting for me to correct myself but I am unsure of what I did wrong. "What? I said ok, I will give you head until I'm good to fuck." Again, I am wrong, but this time I get punished. He whips me around onto my stomach and spanks me hard. I almost jump out of my skin but I am unable to move, he has a hand pressed into my back. "When you address me you will call me daddy or sir do you understand?" He waits for my response. "Yes, sir!" I shout. He rubs my ass where he had spanked me before returning to his original spot in front of me. I didn't know what to expect when I got here but I know now that I am not into being spanked like that. I will suck it up this time, but I make a mental note to bring it up again when I am fully clothed. He stands there straddling me, his giant cock on my face. I stare at it and can see it jump and twitch every so often. I begin to play with myself and like clockwork it begins twitching and jumping again. He is aroused, he wants me. I can feel it, just like I had with so many of my other Johns. He wants me to make the first move, to grab it and wrap my lips around it but I will not. I will make him wait, I will torture him the way he did me in the bathtub. I keep playing with myself with one hand and stimulating my nipples with the other. His dick starts to ooze pre-cum and I know I've got him. He can't take anymore. He reaches down and grabs a handful of my hair, keeping my head in place, he forces his cock into my hungry mouth. I take it willingly, relaxing my throat to let all of him in. I shield my teeth with my lips and begin sucking. His grip tightens on my hair. "Don't stop until I cum," he growls through gritted teeth. I keep my eyes on him and am able to manage a "yes daddy," between sucks. It drives him crazy. His hips start to thrust and I can feel his long, thick, cock push further and further down my throat. He starts pumping faster and I gag. I keep my throat relaxed so I don't throw up. I'm still playing with my nipples as he fucks my mouth when I look up at him. He's watching me closely and intently. His eyes dart back and forth between my hard, brown, nipples and my face. He sees me staring at him, wide-eyed, mouth as wide as I can open it and he likes what he sees. "I'm going to cum, I want you to swallow it." His eyes are closed as he manipulates his dick further down my throat. My eyes begin to water and I gag but I keep going, I'm actually anxious for him to shoot his load into my belly. I reach behind my head and cup his balls, his body tenses and he lets out an audible growl. "I'm going to cum!" My heart races and I tighten my grip. "Here. It. Comes." He is breathing hard now and I can start to taste the familiar thick, salty, taste of cum. It explodes in my mouth and trickles down my throat. It is so much, I start to choke but remember to relax and let it make its way down into my stomach. I keep sucking until he is dried out and finally pulls himself out of my mouth. "Open up your mouth," he demands. I do as I am told opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue to expose my teeth and confirming that I have swallowed every last drop. Not that I had a choice, he was so far down my throat there was no way I could have saved anything if I wanted to.

He pulls his pants back on without replacing his boxers and heads out of the room. He returns with a bottle of water that he tosses on the bed next to me. I thank him and pull off the cap almost too eager to get that taste out of my mouth. When I have had my fill I replace the cap and set the water on the nightstand next to the bed. "Should I get dressed now?" I ask. Usually, after I have done my job I am gone before the guy can get zip his pants back up but, I was driven here and I have no idea where my clothes are; I'm in unfamiliar territory. "You can, there are some spare clothes in the room across the hall. You can stay there tonight if you want. That will be your room when you choose to spend the night." He looks at me awaiting my response, I have learned my lesson from before so I politely answer, " yes sir." He seems to agree with my answer and steps aside from the door so I can get to the spare room. "I have business to take care of and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon so you are free to do as you wish until then. I will be leaving tonight. Cornelius will drop off some food and money for your services tonight and something extra to buy some more...appropriate clothing." Is this happening? Who leaves a random hooker in their home unattended, overnight? I don't have the strength to argue so I just shake my head, and respond "thank you, daddy," before disappearing into the room to get dressed. When I finish brushing my teeth and getting dressed I go out to the main room. Mr. Alexander is gone but Cornelius is there in the kitchen unpacking takeout boxes. I greet him and he directs me to an envelope on the kitchen counter. "Mr. Alexander left this for you. I will be in this back room if you need anything. I hope you like Chinese." He hands me a fork and makes a beeline to his room. I check the boxes and settle on some Lo Mein and General Tao's, I also grab a water from the fridge and my envelope and head to my room. I get comfy in the bed and turn on the TV I do not dare open the envelope just yet, I know once I see what's inside I will want to bolt. I need to keep this gig as long as I can no matter how weird it gets. Tomorrow is a new day and I will deal with it then.