Escort Service by Falceros--Chapter Three

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TONIGHT'S EPISODE  "Do you like when I say your name Bill?"


Tara brought my head back with her soft hand so that I was looking at her face to face. “Don’t worry about Jim, Bill. You will soon know what she is saying to him. She is going to act out what she is telling him. But don’t worry about him, Jim is Beth’s, and you are mine. I’m going to have my way with you.” Tara said.

“What are you going to do to me?”

“I’m going to xxxk you Bill. I’m going to make you mine. I’m going to make you wish that you could have me forever. It’s not just your body I want Bill, it’s your mind. I can see it in your eyes, Bill, you want me to xxxk you don’t you.” Tara seductively said with a soft voice.

I couldn’t believe it. Instantly I was hard. I wanted her like no man ever wanted a woman. It’s like I wanted to be inside her, a part of her, somehow. She had me hypnotized. I wanted her to have her way with me. I didn’t want to admit it, I couldn’t admit it. If I did, I don’t know what would happen. My mind was fluttering with so many thoughts. What if it was these girls who got Mr. Thompson? What if these girls had someone sucked the life out of him like I had originally thought? Mr. Thompson was suffocated. Would I end up the same way? How did these girls suffocate him? What was happening to Jim? Was he ok? Is Beth doing similar things to Jim as Tara is with me? But look at her. Tara is so unbelievably beautiful. I haven’t seen Beth yet. But her voice sounded similar. What was she going to do to me? I just had to know, I had to….or maybe I just had to get out. Maybe I don’t want to. I began to speak quickly, “Um…yes, I want you to xxxk me.” I can’t believe I just said that. What have I done? Why is my xxxk always thinking for me? I can’t let it win this time, I just can’t.

“Good Boy Bill. Just like I said before, I knew you were a good boy. How did you like the water Bill? Did it make you weak in the knees?” Tara asked.

She must have drugged me. That’s what she was saying. “What was in the water? What did you do to me?”

“It’s all over now Bill. It was just my way of telling you to xxx here and join our party. I couldn’t have you leaving without xxxxing you could I Bill?”
She liked the word “xxxx” I could tell. Truthfully, I did too…there was something very sexy about a girl using that word, not in a cursing way, but in a way that says, “I want you.” She wanted me, but I don’t know what she meant. I would have gladly been with her willingly. Why did she have to tie me up? “Um…no, I guess you couldn’t let me leave.” I said. Why did I say that? What is wrong with me?

Tara gently brought her face down close to mine. Her lips were full and moist. She must have had on some sort of lip gloss or lip stick. She brushed her lips against mine keeping her eyes open. As I began to bring my head up to kiss her, her tongue came out and she licked my lips and then began to gently lick up my face onto my forehead. I could feel her knee massaging my xxxxx as I could tell she repositioned herself. I didn’t know what to do, I was helpless. I couldn’t resist, I didn’t want to resist. It didn’t seem like this girl wanted to hurt me, but I was tied up, I didn’t know what to think. She kissed her way down to my neck and then she started nibbling. She was starting to get rougher. “Ow.” She had bit me hard.

“You like that Bill?” Tara said aggressively.

She didn’t stop. She got up. I watched her as she began to remove her tank top. She was wearing a black satin see through bra, and then off it went. Her xxxs were firm and held their own. Gravity was not taking it’s affect like it would on many other girls. But even so, they looked real, there was no evidence of them being fake. Then she began to take off her jeans. She was perfect, a true work of art. She was so curvy and shapely. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. For a moment, I almost forgot about Jim…JIM, I forgot! “Jim, are you over there?” I yelled.

“MMMM…MMMMM…..” I heard from the other end of the room.

What was happening to him? “Tara, what is happening to him?” I asked demandingly.

“Don’t command me Bill. I might just get mad. Besides, isn’t that a nice sound? It’s the sound of a man having trouble breathing. Beth is smothering him Bill. Jim is being smothered.”

Tara put her hand over my mouth and nose and straddled my chest. “You are mine Bill. Remember? I am going to xxxk you Bill. I am going to xxxk your face and make you mine.” With that, she shifted her weight from my stomach to my chest, then to my neck.

I was frightened. I began to struggle, try to get away. “HELP!” I screamed.

“There is no use screaming Bill…no-one will hear you. Do you like when I say your name Bill? Do you want me to use you as my sex toy Bill? Do you want to be smothered by my sweet xxxxy Bill?”

I didn’t, but I did. No, I mean, wait…I can’t think. I want out…but I just can’t handle it. I want this girl. I want her to do whatever she wants to me. “Yes Tara, please smother me with your xxxxy.”

That was it. There was no going back now. I don’t know what I just asked her to do, but I know I was in for a ride.


TO BE CONTINUED