College Job

I endured Psymon’s torture for two months. It was harder for me to go every week, suffering the pain and pleaser that he inflicted on me. He always used the dildo machine on me every time I came, I think he like seeing my face as the speed picked up and I would yell out as I couldn’t come for my cock and balls were tied together. A few times he led me up on stage for one of his shows, but he only brought me on stage when Ace wasn’t around. He also used me as a genie pig in the new toys that he had ordered online. Once he even ordered a big water tank and he placed me in it, along with freezing cold ice water and dunked my head in minutes at a time and way over the two minute limit that humans can hold their breath.

Summer had ended and a new fall term had started at school. I wasn’t too happy with my grades and nether were my parents. I had gotten in a fight with my mom about how she didn’t understand that I was putting in 100% of my own effort in my school work, but she thought I was only giving 30%. That made me so pissed off and I hung up on her while she was in mid sentence. I was so pissed that I had myself a good cry about it and ran out to get one of those big party tubs of Neapolitan ice cream and pigged out on that as I watched Troy’s entire DVD’s of Queer as Folk. I was just finishing up the second season when my roommates came in and saw me all depress.

“Whoa, what happen to you?” Troy asked, joining me in watching his DVD’s, a spoon in his hand and dug into my ice cream.

“I had a fight with my mom.” I sulked, taking a big bit out of a mixture of chocolate and strawberry.

“Over what?” Bradley asked, joining us and had his eyes glued on the screen as Brain and Justin shared a passionate kiss between them.

“Grades.” and the two laughed, switching the show off and cleaned up the ice cream. “Yeah!” I yelled and tried to grab the remote from Troy but he was too fast and pulled it away from me. “Come on!”

“Sorry Sky,” Bradley said, coming over to me and pushed a few strands of hair out of my face, “But arguing with your mother over grades is something so little that you can easily make with. Call her and apologize.” He handed me the phone for me to call my mom.

I was able to get a hold of my mom after a half an hour, she was mad at me for hanging up on her but she forgave me and I was happy about it and I went for a two mile run to run off all the ice cream that I wolf down. When I got back home from my run I had to quickly shower to get to the club, not to dance for my education, but for another session of pain and pleaser put upon by Psymon and his toys. I didn’t have time to blow dry my hair and I rushed over to the club; Psymon didn’t like it when I was late. I only showed up only twice but and he put me over his knee and spanked my till my ass had bloody and red. I partially ran into the club, almost knocking over Sam and a few dancers as I race over to Psymon’s room and bust into the room.

“You’re late.” Psymon sighed and I knew the routine by now to drop my pants and bent over his knee.

I exited the club thirty minutes after the club had closed up for the night. Psymon was the only one who was allowed to stay after closing because he also had a key to lock up for the night and his tortures would sometimes last hours on end, sometimes he would spend the whole night with his bitches. Psymon was having the time of his life when he was torturing me, I could tell my pain that he was inflecting on me and I somewhat loved the pain. By the end of the two months, he ended the pain and told me that that was enough pain to forget about the baseball torture I endured.

I was happy and kind of sad that the pain had to end and I couldn’t find anything to do on my Thursdays. Two weeks had passed since Psymon let me go and I found myself sitting on the living room couch, staring out the window, eating my left over ice cream and watching the rain fall over the window. I didn’t have the TV on and I let my mind wonder. I found mind racing with wild ideas, new dance moves to put on at the club and I soon found that I was thinking about Psymon. I licked my lips of the ice cream that escaped my mouth and as I thought more and more about Ace’s bitch, the more I yearned for him. I wanted him so badly, his hard core body, his chap lips, and his pain he gave me. I moaned as I imagined myself kissing him, taking a big whiff of his sweet sent and running my hands though his platinum blond hair and allowing him to inflect more pain on me as he pound into me. I wanted the pain, I wanted the pleaser…I wanted him and I got the boner to prove it. Groaning out as I felt my erection press up against my pants, I dropped the spoon and raced out of apartment. The only thing that I could think of was Psymon, and how I wanted to see him so badly.

Running down the street, I race over towards Ace’s house. I needed to see him, and since that was the only thing that I had in my mind, I forgot that I had a car. It was a two and a half hour run from my house to Ace’s home. When I finally arrived at my destination, I was soaked from head to toe. I didn’t know what I was going to say, but I knocked on the door and held my breath as I heard footsteps. I was worried that Ace might open the door, so I scrambled to find an excuse for why I was here. He didn’t really care for me and he didn’t like talking to people that much so I couldn’t say that I wanted to talk about my rape. As I saw the front door slowly open, my heart stopped beating for a moment and I thought that I was dead, but I had died a long time ago when Psymon first raped me. My heart sank and lifted at the same time when I saw Psymon open the door. He was wet and had a towel wrapped around his waist, from the looks of it he just came out of the shower.

“What do you want?” he spat, seeing me all soaked to the bone. I didn’t answer him at first, I was working up enough courage to do something, but I didn’t know what. After a minute of saying nothing, Psymon scuffed and started to close the door. I stopped him in mid-shut and pushed it open, stepping close to him and planting a forceful kiss over his lips.

I moaned as I grabbed his face and ran my tongue across Psymon’s close lips, begging for access. A few seconds went by and he didn’t open, so I slid my tongue across his lips again-still nothing. I didn’t try for a third time, I could tell that Psymon didn’t want me and I let go of him. I gave him a puppy dog look and I was going to apologize to him for my actions but he backed hand me across the face.

“What the fuck was that for?” he yelled, his face narrowed and filled with blood as it turned bright red in range.

“I’m sorry.” I softly said, lowing my head and holding my cheek were Psymon bitched slapped me. “I acted without knowing the consequence of my actions. I just wanted to see you.”

“Why?” Psymon asked, demanding to know now why I was standing in his pimp’s doorway.

I looked up and saw that I could only see the outline of the man I loved as my tears blurred my vision. “I wanted to see you, because I wanted to tell you something…”

“What?" I blinked and the tears started to stream down my face and my mouth quivered as I tried to speck. “Well?”

“I love you, Psymon.” I finally blurted out and I wrapped my arms around his waist and cried softly into her naked chest. “I’m sorry Psymon, but it’s true…I love you with all my heart. I love the pain you give me, and the pleaser too. I love everything about you.”

Psymon didn’t respond to anything I said, he didn’t even wrap his arms around me. I clang to him for a few moments and I could tell he was in shock from what I just told him. After a few more minutes of hanging onto him, I heard a voice from inside of the house and I quickly peeled myself off Psymon before Ace could see me confessing my love to his bitch.

“Who’s that?” Ace shouted.

“No one!” Psymon replied, and he started to shut the door. “See you around.” he told me before he closed and locked the door, leaving me out in the rain.

I stood on the porch for another fifteen minutes, letting the rain drip down over me and drenching my soaked body. I had a slight hope that Psymon would recognize my feelings and would come out and kiss me, telling me that he loved me to. But he never came and I hung my head as I slowly walked away from the house and back to my apartment. I walked slowly back to my apartment across town, taking my time. I mostly had to walk on the street, since there was no sidewalk and I didn’t move out of the way as cars splashed water on me as they passed. I was half way home when I heard a car horn and I turned to see a one headlight car coming up behind me. I moved over towards the side so he could pass, but he pulled up by my side. I stopped and the car stopped to, but when it got closer I saw it was a motorcycle. I gulped as the rider handed me a helmet and motion for me to get on. I hesitated but I put on the helmet and jumped on the backseat and hugged my wet body around the stranger. Once I was on he sped off. I didn’t know where I was going, but I felt like I could trust this guy and nuzzled my head against his shoulder.

We pulled into a Motel 6 and he parked outside the main office and motion for me stay outside as he went in and got a room for us. Before we headed to the room, he grabbed his backpack from the back of his bike. I was happy that our room was on the first floor and at the end of the hall; if this guy wanted to fuck me then we wouldn’t disturb the people next door or below us. I didn’t know what this guy wanted, but if he did want to fuck me, I would allow him to use me in any way. When we entered the room I placed my helmet on the desk and I turned to see who the guy was. He still had his helmet on and his visor down but when we entered the room, he threw the bag on the bed that I sat on and pulled his mask off.

“Hello there, Sky.” Psymon said, running his fingers though his hair, ruffling it up a bit so he didn’t have helmet hair. I licked my lips and bowed my head; I was ashamed by what I said to him earlier that I didn’t want to look at him. We were silent for about thirty minutes, getting settled in to the room before Psymon spoke to me again. “Here.” and he threw the bag he brought to me. I opened the bag to see a fresh pile of cloths lying on the bottom. “Make sure you take a shower first though, and blow dry your hair.” I nodded and went to the bathroom, turning on the hot water and stripping off my soaked cloths.

I sighed and allowed the hot water to drip over me. I was happy, yet slightly confuse about Psymon’s actions. I couldn’t find a method to why he was doing this and I continued on with my shower, lathering my hair with shampoo and then washing it out. When I came out of the shower, I saw Psymon by the microwave. It was on and had a bowl rotating in it. I sat on the bed and turned on the TV and waited for Psymon to say something to me. When the timer went off, Psymon took the bowl out and place a spoon inside the hot substance.

“Here you go, Sky. Eat up.” he handed me the hot bowl and I saw that it contained chicken noodle soup. I smiled and thank him before he went into the bathroom. A short time later, I heard the shower water running. As I ate and watched Weeds, I thought about what Psymon might look liked under the showerhead. I moaned as I felt an erection start to form and I started thinking of things that might help get rid of my problem. Psymon came out of the bathroom a short time later in his boxers and a towel draped around his shoulders.

“I thought you just took a shower?”

“I did, but sometimes I need to find ways to help me relax. Smoking just doesn’t it cut it sometimes.” he jumped onto the bed and lay down beside me, joining me in the program that I was watching. “You didn’t blow dry your hair.” Psymon said, looking up at my wet hair.

“I don’t blow dry my hair.” I told him, “I like to have it naturally dry.”

“You’re going to catch a cold.” he told me as he got up and went to the bathroom, grabbing the blow dryer. “Sit up, I am going to blow dry your hair.”

I didn’t want to have him dry my hair but I sat up and allowed Psymon to turn on the dryer and dry my hair off. He sat behind me as he got to work, taking the brush from the bag he began to style my hair as he dried it. The dryer was hot on my scalp and I moaned as it felt go. The dryer was too loud to hear anything so if Psymon could say anything about confessing his love, I wouldn’t hear it. It took twenty-five minutes for Psymon to dry my hair and he put the dryer away right after he was done. He joined me in watching TV again and we laid quietly on the single king bed. After the TV program ended, Psymon got up and stretched, I could tell he was getting tired and I watched as pulled the covers down and slipped into bed.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked Psymon, abruptly.

“About what?” Psymon replied, sitting up.

“About what I said to you tonight.”

Psymon sighed and pulled the blankets off him. I watched as he came around and sat beside me. “No I am not.”

“Really?” he smiled and caressed my cheek and nodded.

“Yeah. Actually, I was shocked that you told me your true feelings. That took a lot of courage.” I gave Psymon a shy smile and I hid my head, turning it away from him. “Don’t be embarrass.” he turned my head back and place he placed a hand over my cheek. He smiled. “But…did you mean it? Did you mean what you said? Do you really love me, even with everything that I’ve done to you?”

I nodded. “Yes, I do. I love you from the bottom of my heart and from the depth of my soul.”

“Then...in that case…” he leaned into me till our lips were centimeters apart and I tensed up as I felt his hot breath over my skin. He then surprised me with a kiss and I gasped out. I started to relax as Psymon roamed his tongue over my lips and he pushed me down onto the bed. I moaned and arch my back off the bed, loving the passionate kiss that we shared. I didn’t even want to battle for dominance and allowed Psymon to just take me. My breathing started to get short and I tried to push Psymon off me so I could breathe, but he just laid on top of me, suffocating me with his kiss. I was able to breathe again when we parted lips, and he rested his head against mine and gave me a half ass smirk. “I love you too.” he smiled brightly, and my smile got even bigger. I even giggled a bit as I wrapped my arms around Psymon’s neck and kissed him roughly on his lips. Psymon smiled into the kiss. Pulling me up, he laid me down onto the soft pillow and pulled the covers up over both of us for the night.

I woke around one in the afternoon the next day. I moaned out as I felt last night’s stupitity run though my body-we didn't use any protection. I turned over to see Psymon’s sleeping form next to me. I moaned again as I brought myself up onto my elbow, leaning down over him and planting a sweet kiss on his cheek. I watched as Psymon stirred and moan out softly. He turned towards me and I smiled as his eyes opened.

“Hi.” I whispered.

“Hi.” Psymon moaned, stretching as he pulled an arm around me. I smiled and leaned into him, resting my head against his broad chest. “Had a good sleep?”

“Yes, I did. And the fuck last night was wonderful.” I purred. He laughed and placed a kiss on my forehead.

We stayed like that for a while, not wanting to get up or dress or anything else for that matter. We were both naked under the sheets with our legs intertwine. I moaned as I felt an erection start to form and we both laughed as we both got an erection and we both sucked each other off in a 69.

“I got to tell you,” Psymon gasped out, finishing off my job and wiping my cum of his mouth. “Last night was the best night of my life. I haven’t felt like that before.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, finally deciding to get dress.

“Well…no one really loved me, so all the sex I had never had any passion behind it. I always knew that when men fucked me, I knew they were thinking about something else. Not me. Even Ace doesn’t show compassion when we fuck.”

“He doesn’t love you? But I thought…”

“I’m a Bitch, Sky. And Pimps can not fall in love with their Bitches, they only sell them out.”

“So no one really loved you…not even your family.”

“Yeah. Well, not really.” Psymon said, thinking about who might have loved him in the past. “I thought Ace loved me when we started chatting online. And he actually did love me, when I was young. But when I turned eighteen he fell out of love with me. That’s when Ace started to sell me out and he started his club. He kept me by his side because I was his number one slut.”

“I’m so sorry.” I breathed, wrapping my arms around his shoulders lightly. “So, no one never really has comfort you when you were hurt or in pain. No one kissed you goodnight?”

“Not a soul. Not even Ace, he just left me alone and gave me drugs to deal with the pain.”

“Oh…Psymon.” I gently laid a kiss over his collar bone and trailed my kisses up and down his body. Psymon moaned and pulled me down, taking my cloths off again for another round of fun.

I waited for Psymon to get dress. He took a little bit longer then I did. Once he was done, he gave me a peck on the lips as we left the Motel and he drove me back home. I was glad that neither Troy nor Bradley were at home when I arrived back with Psymon. I invited him in for the rest of the day to hang out, and to have a little more fun. I was so embarrasses when I saw I left the ice cream out last night, and I had to throw it away. Psymon laughed at how my face turned bright red when I showed him my dirty room. He didn’t really mind though and he lifted me up and threw me on the bed, tearing my cloths off for the third fuck today-he was a real animal…and I loved it!