Written by: menosuno
903 words
Listening to: Vicious - Lou Reed - 1972
- "Well, bitches, now us men need to talk business, so you all go take a walk around" - said Mr. Roberto, always impatient. - "But before, Conchita, you know what you have to do". Conchita approached her master, who slapped her in the face and turned around, sticking out her butt and holding her cheeks to give his hole for the dog's licks. Xumina and I weren't going to be left behind, we approached our owners sticking out our tongues to offer the same service. Don Carlos leaned back in his armchair, placing his butt on the edge and, lifting his legs with his arms, showed me his little hole. - "Get your snout in there good, Chocho, give me pleasure!". That's what I did for quite a while. Don Carlos' hole was tight and hairy, with an intense male smell, but clean and pleasant to the taste.
We could have stayed like that for hours, but that was just another display of submission, a short trailer of what was expected of these bitches. Don Roberto broke the spell: he pushed Conchita away, slapped her again and said - "Open wide!!". The mustachioed dog opened her jaw to the maximum and her master put a ball gag on her, tightening it at the back of her head. - "You have to be careful with this bitch, she bites sometimes!!". With that said, they unfastened the leashes of our collars and smacked us on the butt. - "Go on, bitches, go for a walk!!".
We walked out into the hallway, crawling on all fours. Conchita was in front, drooling abundantly from her gag. Xumina came up to my side and started a conversation. - "Let's take a walk to the main lounge, there's always entertaining things to see there" - she said in a friendly tone. He was actually a pretty handsome guy, in his early twenties, with full lips, curly black hair, and very expressive eyes, although his extreme thinness caught the attention. - "Have you been here many times?" - I asked, just to say something.
- "A few times; since I belong to Mr. Andrés. He is one of the owners of the club".
- "Mr. Andrés seems nice."
- "He is. I'm very much in love with him, but sometimes he's a tyrant. I used to be a chubby boy until he started controlling my entire life. And he's very vice-ridden, not just about sex, you understand me...".
- "Coke?".
- "And other things. He gets really horny and I have to pay for it with my own flesh. You're lucky with Mr. Carlos, he has a reputation for taking good care of his little whores".
We followed the trail of drool left by Conchita, one of my mittens slipped and I fell face-first into the pool. - "Mr. Roberto does seem brusque, doesn't he?".
- "Actually, he's a goof. And it's Conchita who dominates him with her manipulations, constantly provoking him to hit her, because she's very masochistic. Then, at home, she's the one in charge".
- "And how do you know that?".
- "Andrés tells me things".
I didn't ask anymore...