11. The bathroom scene

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Don't get me wrong, Tom was hot as fuck, I would miss an opportunity to have him ravage me, if he could. But I was really not experienced with anything, I guess lying about my sexual experiences were haunting me now.

I wasn't going give up my virgin hole, just because a white gorgeous man asked me to.

Though my sex life was dry as fuck and I had a needed to release every now and then... It's wasn't going to be carelessly. I said that in my heard.

The moment became so awkward in the room, I could sense that William and had looks of discomfort on their face. Tom laughed it off like nothing had happened.

The game was now done because William and Trent were no longer interested in playing. They kept saying that the game was going completely wrong and they didn't want to get fired or arrested the following day, for molesting their manager's assistant (me). It was weird that Tom's actions could cause such a spectacle in a matter of seconds.

Tom was explaining how fun it was to sleep your way to the top. He was explaining how important it was to keep all of his stepping stones happy. I really thought that he was bluffing and that he didn't mean that literally, that was until I had decided to go to the bathroom, because I felt nauseous. That was then that I realised that he was on to something.

He followed me, I thought he wanted to ask me something in private, as soon as he entered after me, on the public bathroom.
He swiftly closed the door and then he started saying that he wanted to test my gag reflex? He pulled me down on the floor and he was being aggressive with it. I felt too drunk and shocked to protest, The next thing I knew, my mouth had his man meat on it.

I had never gave another man a head before and he was intruding my mouth without learning about this.
As his dick was growing, while he thrusted it harder, inside my mouth. The next thing I knew, I was vomiting.

"Bitch! I thought you knew how to do this?!" He was yelling, glaring at me, "What the fuck is this?!" He asked me and I could not answer him because I started running to the toilet seat and heaved letting it all out.

"I'm sorry." I stated, thinking that he was going to understand me or that I didn't mean all of what had happened to happen.

"Clean this dick and don't bring this shit up to the other guys." He said.

Oh, he wanted me to be his little secret? I thought to myself... I didn't know why that made me feel so offended, just moments earlier, he wanted to pump me in front of them. I took some paper towels and went to clean him up.

"We're going to your place after this, you will sleep in the bathtub, bitch! I don't need your vomit smelling mouth near me! Me and the boys will use your bed." He removed his dick from my grasp and put it inside his underwear, "You will wash these for me, when we get there."

I really didn't know how to react to that. I felt violated and embarrassed at the same time. I know I might have not met aggressive guys like this one, but I liked to think that I liked things a little romantic.

He took one of paper towels and used it to cover himself. When I followed him, going back to the booth... I noticed that the other boys had left. They left some liquor and the other cups on the floor.

Tom collected them and then he threw them on the trashcan. I really felt like teaching him a lesson for trying to get his way with me. I felt like putting a bleach on his clothes, when we got to my place, but I thought quickly that maybe he was dangerous. It would be better to not have him sleep inside my house, than for him to bully me inside of it. He was a complete trash!

We left to go to my apartment, I think he was going and looking for Trent and William, but then I decided to run in my drunken state, going to my own apartment... He chased after me and he grabbed me before I fell on the floor.

"Don't ever do anything like that ever again, show me where the fuck you live hoe?!" I started crying and asking him to let go of me, but he didn't oblige. It was the first time in my life I felt threatened in any situation, whereas no one was there to save me.



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