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"You did beautifully, my sweet. It was wonderful, truly. You are going to be such a good little slut for me." It was true, he thought, as he fell back heavily onto the little sofa in her small living room. She was an amazing find. He let out a huge sigh of pleasure, and leaned down to kiss her softly, tasting his cum on her lips. He grinned. A girl like her should always have a little cum on her lips.

"You are learning so quickly, my sweet. You make me so proud, I hardly know what to do." He looked her over, loving the shape of the body that he could see, but frustrated by her clothing. As he gazed at her, his face a portrait of bliss in the wake of a truly spectacular blowjob, he thought. There was so much that he wanted to teach her, and he knew he had to be careful. She was so perfect, but she had so much to learn. The trick was to teach her without damaging the perfect devotion and unquestioning submission she had for him.

"You are so beautiful, my sweet angel," he said. The first thing was to make her what he wanted her to be, he decided. She seemed ecstatic at the idea of pleasing him. Later, he would teach her about pleasure she could feel. If it became necessary. "I would like to take you shopping, my beauty. I would like to show my beautiful girl off, you know. But to do that, you must dress the way I like, so I can be proud, so everyone who sees us will know you are my sweet cumslut. You are not in Texas, now, you see? So you must learn to dress like a city girl. Like Al's girl."

Taking a deep breath, he stood up, tucking his cock into his jeans and zipping up. He lifted her onto her feet and hugged her close, feeling her soft little body, so warm and vulnerable. He kissed her gently and smiled, patting her ass. "You're a good girl, my pretty Ella.
 
Ella basked in the glow of his praise, feeling proud of what she had done. He had taught her what he liked and she had managed to deliver. She had satisfied him, SHE had made him cum for her!!

She rebelled in his embrace, drank up his kisses, and she could no have been happier!! He spoke of taking her shopping! He wanted to buy her stuff, to show her off, he said. City clothes. Now that he mentioned it, she realised that she had not seen one person who dressed like her. She blushed, thinking that Al, being as kind as he was, wanted to show her how she ought to dress, so she didn't look like some country hick.

"Oh Al! Thank you! I don't know what else to say! I'd be so grateful if you would help me, guide me, well, you k ow what girls wear, what looks good, fashionable.... I really appreciate you hosing my clothes for me! That will help me blend in, and I REALLY want everyone to know that I'm your little...." she couldn't say it!!!! So, she finished lamely..."....little girl!"

She smiled up at him, her eyes shining with excitement, brimming with love! She couldn't wait!!
 
"Go ahead," he said, stroking her cheek. "You can say it. You want everyone to know you're my little cumslut, don't you? Say it for me, my angel, so I know that you are truly mine."

As he led her out the door, he let his hand cup her ass, squeezing it roughly, getting a feel for her body. Soon he would know it much, much better, but for now, it was enough to remind himself that this perfect, innocent beauty, was his. As they went down the stairs, he made a list in his head. She was going to need everything, he thought. It would be a big expense, but he was sure it would pay off, and soon, if he just played his cards right.

At the bottom of the stairs, before they went out, he stopped her. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, letting his tongue explore her mouth. She was so eager, so open, so ready for him that he thought he might want to take her back upstairs, and use her again. Not only would that delay his plans, but it would make him seem uncertain, and at this point, she must not even suspect that there was ever any doubt about anything. He broke off the kiss, breathing hard, and smiled at her. "Give me a moment, my pretty slut. I have to make a call."

He held her close with an arm around her waist and his hand massaging her ass while he called his cousin. They spoke rapidly, in Persian, so Ella would not understand. It only took a minute, and when he was done, he kissed her again. "I am going to take you to my cousin," he told her. "She has a business as a hair-stylist, and she will fix you up. Don't be shy with her. She knows what I want."

His cousin would fix Ella's hair. It was beautiful already, but it needed a little style to make her truly sexy. She would have her make up done, dramatic and dark, like a Persian Princess. Most important, her pussy would be waxed smooth, so that Al would never have to see her with hair around it. He didn't worry about leaving Ella there for a while. None of the women who worked there spoke much English. All she would hear from them was "Alamut is a good man. You are a lucky girl."

While she was there, he would pick up a couple of outfits and some lingerie from a store he knew that catered mostly to strippers and sex workers, or amateurs who wanted to entertain their boyfriends. As he opened the car door for her, he kissed her again. Then he got in and began to drive, his hand fondling her thigh as he wove through the traffic. "There is a pen and paper in the glove compartment. Write down for me your sizes, and I will get you some things when you are at the salon. I will need your shoe, dress, bra size, then I can take care of everything for you."

It was tempting to slip his hand up her skirt, but he resisted the impulse. He grinned at her, thinking that it was better to wait til she had been cleaned up. He would always remember her as perfect, the first time he saw her naked. He leaned over to kiss her at a red light, not moving until the car behind him honked loudly, then laughing as they rolled on.

At the salon, he double parked, leading her in and making sure she was with his cousin. Then he kissed her and promised he'd be back in an hour. He had to run home and get his video camera before he went to the shop, but that was ok, he had time. As he left, he felt a little pang of worry. He realized he was going to miss her. She would be so happy when he told her, and he began to think of ways he could use that happiness.
 
You want everyone to know you're my little cumslut, don't you? Say it for me, my angel, so I know that you are truly mine."


Blushing deeply, Ella managed to comply. "I want everyone......... everyone to know that I am your ....... your little cumslut" she finished in a rush, embarrassed, but pleased with herself.

As they left, he squeezed her ass, making her yelp in suprise, but she could not deny that she enjoyed the feel of his hands on her, him demonstrating his ownership of her.

He pulled out his phone, and pulled her to him.

"Give me a moment, my pretty slut. I have to make a call."

Mentally, she recoiled at his term, but he had prefaced it with 'pretty'. She was confused, but she knew he loved her, and she knew she was being silly and unsophisticated. She smiled back, repeating in her head "I'm his pretty slut!" so that she would get used to the term, and sure enough, it began to sound better to her.

As they drove to the salon, she wrote down her sizes for him:

Shoes - 5
panties - XS
Jeans / Pants - 6
Bra - 34DD
Tops - 10/12 depending on stretchiness.

She was thrilled that he would pick out some new clothes for her. She wanted to blend in, to look good. She didn't want to look like some hick up for the day. She even began to wonder if she had been attached, soley because she looked like such an easy mark.

He droped her to the salon, and she very quickly had her eyebrows plucked and shaped, and was delighted with the result. Next her hair was cut and styled, still leaving it long, but looking as though it was a style, rather than just there! Then she was taken into a room at the back, and told to remove her clothes and put on a little paper gown.

Ella wondered what was going on, but when Al's cousin said "remove hair" pointing at her lower half, she realised that it must be the intention to wax her legs.

She lay down, and gritted her teeth, as first one, and then the second leg was waxed, removing every single hair. However, when the girl moved toward her mound, she jumped off the couch. "What are you doing??" she asked in a high pitched voice.

The girl tried to explain. "It is Alamut's wish!"

Ella was unsure, surely he hadn't made suggestions about .... that!!

Finally, the gir called out ,and three other stylists at the salon entered. She said something, and each pulled up their skirt, and pulled down their panties, showing their denuded mounds.

Ella blushed crimson. Obviously, here in the city having all hair removed from,, there was on a par with shaving armpits. She felt like such a fool. Thank God for Al's cousin. She would have been so embarrassed had he recoiled in horror!! She remembered his words:

"She will fix you up. Don't be shy with her. She knows what I want."

She lay back down, squeezing her eyes shut and she felt fingers on her, pulling her pussy lips taut, as the wax was aplied and then removed, taking all traces of hair with it. She refused to look when the beautician held a mirror to show off her handiwork.

Then it was time for makeup. She sat and watched amazed as first foundation, then powder was applied in a manner that seemed to her to be quite heavy, but then, as she never wore make up, she didnt really know, but she trusted the girl. kohl pencil outlined her eyes heavily, and mascara emphasised them more. Red lipstick made her mouth look sinful, and blusher highlighted her high cheekbones. When it was done, she looked in the mirror, thinking she looked very different. She looked pretty, but...... was it her imagination... but did she look....a little cheap????

"Alamut iwill be very pleased! He is a good man. You are a lucky girl."

She hoped so, and she had to resist the urge to worry her lip, as it would ruin her lipstick. Then the door opened, and she turned, and instantly her worries disolved, as she saw the delight on his face.
 
Of course, Alamut had known exactly what to expect from his cousin's salon. They had a good eye and a heavy hand, and they knew how to make a woman look beautiful, if a little - or a lot - slutty by the middle-American standards. Even knowing, he was still stunned when he saw her. If it hadn't been for her frumpy clothes, he wouldn't have believed this was the same woman. He stared for just a moment, and then grinned.

"You look amazing, my sweet girl. You are even more perfect than I could ever have hoped." He took her hands and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply. When he pulled back, his cousin and the salon girls were giggling, and he went around and kissed each of them, thanking them in Persian and laughing as they told him about her reluctance to be waxed. After he made the round, he turned back to Ella, looking her over carefully. She was perfect.

Almost.

He picked up the shopping bag and handed it to her, putting his hand on her ass, and pushing her gently towards the back of the salon, where she had been waxed. "I was going to take you home to let you change, but you are so incredible, I cannot wait to see the full effect. Use the back room to change for me, my pretty little cocksucker."

He had only brought one outfit in, the rest of the things were in the car. It was enough for her to see what he expected of her, and he would set up accounts at online stores for her once she was making money for him. While he waited for her to change, he chatted with his cousin and the other girls, who all wanted to know why he was wasting time on a white girl. He grinned at them, and they rolled their eyes.

In the bag he had brought her was a black lacy shelf bra and g string and a tiny scarlet dress with a deeply scooped neckline and a skirt that would just barely cover her ass. The boots he thought were exceptionally nice, over the knee lace-up-the-backs with 5" heels. There was a knee length coat he had gotten from a friend, that might have been mink, but was definitely stolen. He knew his girl would be shocked, but he was confident that his generosity and his pleasure would calm her doubts.

When he heard her coming to the door, he turned, the rest of the world forgotten as he waited to see her.
 
Ella smiled at Al's obvious approval, delighted, and reassured.

"You look amazing, my sweet girl. You are even more perfect than I could ever have hoped."

He handed her a bag as he spoke, and indicated that she should change.

"I was going to take you home to let you change, but you are so incredible, I cannot wait to see the full effect. Use the back room to change for me, my pretty little cocksucker."

She had taken the bag, and was walking toward the back room when she heard the last word, and is seemed even more humiliating when he said it in front of the others. She wondered if they understood, but glancing in the mirror, she saw them all smiling and laughing, and she smiled herself. Clearly it did not mean anything as derogatory here as it did at home, and besides, he said it like a term of endearment!

She got into the little room, and emptied the contents of the bag. She undressed, and folded her clothes neatly. She took looked for panties, but couldnt find any. She was about to get dressed again in her own clothing, when she saw the tiny g string. God! it was tiny, would it even cover her mound??

She fiddled with it, trying to figure out how to put it on, finally working it out. Then she put on the bra. Unlike her ususal bras which were designed to minimise her more than ample assests, this one lifted and shaped, but covered only part of her nipple. She felt extremely exposed, and her boobs looked enormous!! She picked up the scarlet coloured top, and pulled it on, looking around for some pants. It was some moments before she realised that this was not a long top, but an extremely short dress. Surely Al didn't expect her to wear this??? She checked the bag again, and found that it was indeed empty.

Resigned, she pulled on the boots, and did them up, and then tried to stand. There was no mirror in which she could see herself, and she would have collapsed if she had seen her reflection!! She had huge difficulty walking in the boots, and she practised up and down the tiny room. She was able to walk, just about, but only going very slowly, and in keeping her balance, she rocked her hips profoundly from side to side, having to keep her back straight, and her tits thrust out.

Finally, she opened the door, and began to walk back out, the tiny dress stopping where her ass met her thighs, and barely covering her in front. She slowly made her way out, smiling shyly, as she looked at the women, their jaws hanging open in surprise, and Al, his eyes positively sparkled.

"Al?" she asked uncertainly, " do I look alright? I think it might be a little .... too small? what do you think??"
 
Too small, he let himself chuckle. She would learn soon enough that there was no such thing, when it came to her dresses. His desire flared up, almost blinding him as he looked at her long, slender legs, her cute little ass barely covered by the dress, and her tits all but spilling out the top. She stood hesitating in the doorway, and he could see how uncertain she was on her heels.

"I have never seen anything so beautiful in all my life, my angel. You look absolutely like a whore. I could not ask for a more perfect girl to call my own." He grinned at her, seeing her shock at the degrading term swept away by his flattery. Not that what he was saying was untrue. She excited him more than any of the other women he had known. He found himself craving her body in a way he had never imagined before. It was a sort of love, he admitted to himself, just not quite what she imagined it to be.

He forced himself to walk slowly, crossing the room to stand in front of her. This close, he could see the tops of the dark circles around her nipples. He slipped his arms around her, pulled her close to him, lifting her off her feet so his cock, standing up hard and tenting his jeans, pressed between her thighs. He kissed her fiercely, burying his tongue in her mouth.

"Do you feel how hard I am, my sweet girl?" As he spoke, he set her back on her feet. His hand slipped down over her ass, fingers curling under her cheeks, under the skirt, pressing against the bare soft skin under. "That is what you do to me, dressed this way. You must always dress like this from now on, do you understand? Everyone who see's us will know that you are my slut. You must practice walking in your shoes, until you are comfortable in them."

Still holding his hand on her ass, his fingers pushing between her round cheeks, he turned and led her to the door, steadying her as she walked awkwardly on the tall boots. He had intended to show her off at one or two places before he took her home, but felt himself in such a rage of lust for her that he didn't think he could wait. She wouldn't know the difference, he thought to himself.

The car was parked a block away, across a busy avenue, and he saw the stares they got. She got, really. Unabashed lust from the men that they passed, and jealous spite from the women. He paused on the corner after they crossed the street and covered her mouth with his again, dipping her back, deeply, with an arm around her waist, and his free hand massaging her beautiful breast through her dress. His fingers pinched her nipple through the fabric as he kissed her. He leaned down and whispered. "Do you see all these women? They all wish they were half as beautiful as you, my wonderful little slut. All these men wish they had you. Do you see? You make me so proud of you, I may even let you suck my cock in the car."

At that moment, they reached the car, and he opened the door for her gallantly.
 
"I have never seen anything so beautiful in all my life, my angel. You look absolutely like a whore. I could not ask for a more perfect girl to call my own."

She went so quickly from delight, to shock and back to delight agiant, at his comments, that the horror she felt at being called a whore was washed so quickly away by the following compliment, that she felt his entire statement had been a positive one.

He crossed to her, smiling, and kissed her deeply, and she started, when she felt his hand against her bare as cheek, the tiny g string mostly buried in her ass crack.

She wondered what his cousin must think of them - she would be shocked no doubt, but then, they were young and in love, and Ella knew that,as passionate as he was for her, as difficult as he found it to resist her charms, they would, no doubt be happily married in no time at all!!!

"Do you feel how hard I am, my sweet girl?"


She could indeed feel something hard pressing between her thighs. It felt even bigger than before, and she had been unsure if it was actually him, of if perhaps he had something large pushed into the pocket of his pants. His whisper answered that question, and she was proud that she excited him so.

"That is what you do to me, dressed this way. You must always dress like this from now on, do you understand? Everyone who see's us will know that you are my slut."

Again, the flattery peppered with the word slut, but now she was getting used to it. It was obviously a good thing to be here in the city, as he said that smiling, and in front of his cousin. She grinned back at him, delighted and filled with joy. Her discomfort in her current state of dress abated somewhat, with Al's obvious delight with her.


She felt so self conscious as they left the salon. The walked what seemed like miles, but could only have been about a block, but it took her so long as she struggled to walk in the exceptionally high heels. The states they got made the journey seem even longer. Everyone stared at them, and she blushed for the entire duration. She felt naked - more than naked, somehow, but then, she saw plenty of other women in short skirts and dresses, some with tall boots like hers, and she saw others with revealing tops, granted, none as short or revealing as hers, but she could see the delight on Al's face, and she smiled proudly, though it wavered at hims.

The women in the city seemed so hostile, bu the men seemed friendly enough, almost all smiled at her, big shit-eating grins.

"Do you see all these women? They all wish they were half as beautiful as you, my wonderful little slut. All these men wish they had you. Do you see? You make me so proud of you, I may even let you suck my cock in the car."

She blushed deeper at his statement. Surely she wasn't that beautiful? was she?? Did the men all desire her?? She felt a funny little throb inside of her at that thought, and then, they were at the car. Al was proud of her!! He might even let her suck his cock. The way he said it, made it a reward for her, something she got for pleasing him.

She waited while he sat in, looking around out the windows. There weren't exactly lots of people going by, but it was by no means private, either. Surely he wouldn't want something so special, so private here, in a semi-public setting.

She glanced at his pants, and they were tented with his hard on. She tentatively reached across, expecting all the time to be denied, and she undid his pants, and freed his hard, and swollen manhood. Eyes big, and looking around, she still wasn't sure he wanted it here.

"May I?" she asked quietly, hopefully, "is it okay, for me to suck you here?" and at his smile, she lowered her head, squeezing awkwardly between his torso and the steering wheel. At one point her head bumped the horn, and she jumped with surprise.

She was struggling to bend, it was so awkward, so eventually, she came up on her knees on her seat, her ass toward the window, and in this position, she was able to work him properly, taking almost his full length into her mouth. She sucked hard, not wanting any saliva to escape, and mark his pants. She was bobbing her head, using her tongue, tasting his precum and making little moaning noises, when suddenly, and belatedly it occurred to her, that her nether end was probably no longer covered by the miniscule dress.
 
"Is it okay, for me to suck you here?" she asked.
He slid foreward in his seat to let her get his cock out more easily. She slid him down her throat almost immediately, her head bobbing up and down quickly, eager and excited to suck her man's cock. He groaned with pleasure, and grinned as she climbed up on her knees on the seat beside him, her tight little ass pointed towards the window.

"That feels so good, my sweet. Such a good little cocksucker you are turning out to be. You are a natural, my beauty, a natural little whore, aren't you?" He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her head down, making sure she kept her mouth on his cock and her face in his lap. A couple passing by had stopped to stare at her ass and her head bobbing up and down.

"You're going to make me cum so hard, angel. Al's going to give you a nice big drink of his cum, because you're being such a good girl. i need you to relax, though. This might feel a little strange at first." He had let his other hand slide down over her ass, pulling her skirt all the way up around her waist. He pulled her g string aside, exposing her pussy and her asshole to the people outside. Then he sucked his finger, wetting it with his spit, and began to press it against her asshole, slowly working the tiny little pucker open, andn then slowly fingering her.

"Don't worry if this feels uncomfortable at first. This is to prepare you for something very special that we will do later, something only the very best girls do, because it is an aquired taste. You are mine, though, and you are my natural little slut, and i know you will make me proud." He pushed a second finger up hr ass as he spoke, pumping them slowly in and out. He timed his fingering along with the pace she sucked his cock at, feeling precum starting to leak into her mouth as his balls began to tighten. Behind her, a few others had joined the first couple, watching his fingers sliding in and out of her ass. He grinned at them, as an idea came to him.

"Get ready for my love juice, sweet girl, but you mustn't swallow it right away. When I cum, I want you to hold it in your mouth and show the people watching before you swallow it, so they can see what a good girl you are, and they will know how much I love my precious little cumdump." He added a third finger then, her ass so tight he thought they might break off. He pushed his hips up, shoving his cock in her throat, and then pulling back as the first thick wad of cum erupted out of the tip.
 
"That feels so good, my sweet. Such a good little cocksucker you are turning out to be. You are a natural, my beauty, a natural little whore, aren't you?"

She revelled in his praise. She was making him feel good, and that made her feel good. The words cocksucker, and whore, didn't make her bristle so much anymore, as she knew he intended them as compliments. She worked his cock with enthusiasm.

"You're going to make me cum so hard, angel. Al's going to give you a nice big drink of his cum, because you're being such a good girl."

She beamed again. She was pleasuring him a lot, she was going to make him cum, not just cum, but cum hard, and she was so very pleased with herself!

"I need you to relax, though. This might feel a little strange at first."

Relax? Okay, she could do that. She felt him pulling the thong partially down her thighs, and she had to admit, that despite being a virgin, she was feeling very tingly. Was he going to touch her there???? She felt that little spot near the front start to throb, and she seemed to be getting very wet. Then she started with shocked surprise. He was pressing his finger to her ... well, not where she had expected it!! He pressed against her ass!! Slowly, but firmlly, he pressed inward, until his finger, which felt masive, was inside of her.

He couldn't see her face, but if he had, he would have seen that she was scarlet. He pressed her head more firmly down on his cock, while a second, and then a third finger pumped her ass, stretching her open. She was worrying that perhaps she was made differently to other girls??!


"Don't worry if this feels uncomfortable at first. This is to prepare you for something very special that we will do later, something only the very best girls do, because it is an aquired taste. You are mine, though, and you are my natural little slut, and i know you will make me proud."


She was very uncertain about what was happening. Very confused. But, she was certain about one thing. She wanted to make him proud of her - he had done so much for her, and she loved him, and she was certain that she wanted to be one of the "very best girls" in fact, she wanted to be the best girl of all.

The burning that came from the stretching of her asshole seemed to change, and become heat, and she began to feel good, in a strange way, and just as he began to lift his hips, thrusting harder into her mouth, she began to thrust her ass back agianst him, helping him to drive them deeper into her.

He told her he was about to cum, but she was not to swallow, and she concentrated on that. She felt the first gush and managed to hold it in her mouth, as he filled her mouth full, and then some!! Some trickled down her chin, and a little drizzled down her cleavage. It was only then that the final part of his statement sank in!!

"show the people watching before you swallow it, so they can see what a good girl you are, and they will know how much I love my precious little cumdump."


There were people watching???? She was horrified, but she was also feeling very funny, like she wanted to be naughty, and she thrust her ass hard on his fingers, sitting up once more, and turned to face the window, were almost a dozen people stood, watching her. Blushing deeply, she opened her mouth, showing them the cum, and then looking to Al for his nod, she swallowed it, and then opened her mouth once more, showing she had swallowed it all.

She was still bouncing on his fingers inside her ass, and she felt a funny quiver passing over her.

As she licked up the cum on her chin, and the cum on her breasts, she continued to drive her ass onto his fingers.

"Oh Al, what's happening ? I feel funny! Ooohhhhhhh!" and with a scream, she came, for the first time in her life!!!! With an audience of a dozen!!
 
Al winced, clenching his teeth as she came. Her asshole clenched so tight, he was afraid his fingers were going to break, but the gush of honey from her pussy told him that she wasn't faking it. Not only wasn't she faking it, but she didn't seem to really know what was happening. It was better that way, he thought, the less she knew, the more he could explain things to her, in a way that was best for both of them. She turned to him with her eyes wide and her tits hanging out of her dress.

"You see, my beautiful angel? Even your body knows you are my little cock-hungry whore. When you are a good girl and you make me proud, your body will give you a treat." He pulled her to him to kiss her, and to gingerly pull his fingers loose from the vise-like grip of her asshole. As he tongue-fucked her mouth, he wiggled his fingers, relieved to find that they seemed to be unharmed. "Tonight, perhaps, I will let you take my cock in your ass. I think you will like that, my love."

He reached over the steering wheel with his left hand to put the car in gear, and pulled away, waving to the small knot of spectators who had watched the whole scene. As he drove, he glanced at her and grinned. He had never imagined that she would take to this quite so eagerly, but he wasn't going to complain. Whatever they taught them down in Texas, he thought, it worked. He gave her ass a pat as they came to a red light, and reached up to cup her breast, fondling it softly, just to pass the time.

He had been heading back to her apartment, but having taken the edge off his desire for the moment, his other appetites began to kick in, and he smiled as he looked at her, in her whore's dress and heels. She seemed so eager to please him, but she had been a little shy about walking around dressed as she was. He pulled over, across the avenue from a small deli. It was almost noon, and he knew in a few minutes, it would start to fill up with people coming for lunch. He pointed to the door.

"Go in there and order me a roast beef sandwich, my princess. Get whatever you want for yourself, also. I will be there in just a few minutes." He leaned over and kissed her, giving her nipple a little pinch. "But straighten your dress first, hm?""

He got out and went to the trunk of the car. Pushed in the back behind some of the other things he had bought were a few toys. His new camcorder was there, with the extended memory attachment and the battery charged. He knew it would be good for at least a couple of hours worth of HD recording. He would get her used to the idea of him having the camera before he took her to his apartment and the little studio he had set up there, just for a girl like her.
 
"You see, my beautiful angel? Even your body knows you are my little cock-hungry whore. When you are a good girl and you make me proud, your body will give you a treat."

Ella smiled at him, tugging her dress slightly, blushing from what had just happened. She felt like she had been very naughty, like she should repent what she had done, but she was also basking in his prais. It was so confusing!!

"Tonight, perhaps, I will let you take my cock in your ass. I think you will like that, my love."

She flooded with heat, and with shock! Surely people didn't do that, did they??? It was like something from Sodom and Gomorrah!! She was shocked. Utterly so, but she didn't want to let him down, or to dissappoint him in any way, and she didn't want to spoil things..... perhaps.. perhaps, she was being silly, but that seemed so wrong.

She was still thinking on what she would do, how she would manage later - could she... could she allow him to do that sinful thing to her???

"Go in there and order me a roast beef sandwich, my princess. Get whatever you want for yourself, also. I will be there in just a few minutes."


Until he spoke, she had been unaware that the car had come to a stop, and looking around she saw the deli. She nodded and smiled, and she opened the door, preparing to get out, taking the twenty dollar bill from him.

"But straighten your dress first, hm?"
Only when he said that, did she look down at herself, totally shocked, realising how she looked.

She quickly got bakc into the cab, and fiddled with the neckline of the dress, trying to arrange it in a manner that kept her decent. Then, climbing out, she tugged the hem line down, realsing that the further she pulled it down, the more of her breasts were displayed. The dress was of the devil's own making.

Tugging constantly at the hem, and constantly readjusting the neckline, she went into the deli, and went to the counter.

"One roast beef sandwich and one chicken sandwich please, on white bread." she asked with a smile. She caught sight of her reflection in the glass counter, and blushed, frantically pulling the dress front up again, inadvertantly exposing part of her butt cheeks.

She could feel all eyes on her, and she felt suddenly extremely self conscious. She looked around, noticing all the leering from the men. Where was Al?? She shuffled from side to side nervously, while she waited for the sandwiches.
 
Al waited a good five minutes, hiding behind the open trunk of his car. He watched people going into the deli, hungry, ready to eat. They did good sandwiches. He imagined the visual treat they were getting from the girl in the tiny red dress and thigh high boots as she waited and the counter. He grinned, and then he closed the trunk. Five minutes was long enough to let her off the leash now. Once she knew what was expected of her and had had time to get used to things, he could give her more freedom.

He came in, the camera in his pocket. He slipped through the men standing around. Some were eyeing Ella slyly, some were openly staring, and she was obviously flustered and uncomfortable. He went to her and slipped his arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet and kissing her hard.

"Oh, my sweet girl, Every time I see you, I am amazed at how sexy you are" he said. He spun her around and then set her down, holding her steady til she got her feet. "I hope you did not mind waiting, I had some things." He waved a hand, dismissing the imaginary things from the conversation, and returned his focus to her. He relaxed his hug to let a hand slip down to cup an asscheek. He turned so her back was to the counter, and glanced at the two guys working. They seemed to be able to do their jobs just fine with both eyes on his girl's ass, and one of them gave him a nod. He squeezed her cheek and then gave it a little spank, relaxing his grip further so it was just the hand on her ass that held her close to him.

He leaned down and whispered low. "You see how pretty you are, all these men can not take their eyes off you. You were so turned on showing off your body in the car earlier, have you shown off here? I am sure you must have at least thought of it, my pretty little cocktease?"
 
Her nerves were stretched tight, as she waited on the two sandwiches. What was taking so long?? Several others had been served and had left, and the crowd had swelled behind her.

Had she misunderstood about Al coming in? She kept glancing to the door, but everytime she turned around, she met the stares of the many men in the store, who stared at her openly, making her self conscious.

"Oh, my sweet girl, Every time I see you, I am amazed at how sexy you are"

Al! He was here!! She was delighted to see him, relieved, and no longer feeling selfconscious.


She kissed him. "not at all! Our sandwiches should be ready soon. I dont know what could be keeping them!!"

He kissed her, and she blushed, knowing all the eyes were on them, but she was also pleased that he demonstrated to all the women, that he belonged to her, enthusiastically so!!

She yelped as he spanked her ass, and then smiled, mirroring his grin.

"You see how pretty you are, all these men can not take their eyes off you. You were so turned on showing off your body in the car earlier, have you shown off here? I am sure you must have at least thought of it, my pretty little cocktease?"


His words brought to mind the little rush she had felt, as all the male eyes in the deli, focussed on her. Had it been shame.... or something else. She felt a fluttering in her stomach, and she blushed.

She clung to Al, pleased to be seen with her handsome boyfriend, and she met the hostile stares of the women, knowing that they were jealous that she had Al.

She shuffled from foot to foot, unused to the high heels, unaware that her shuffling was making her ass wriggle, and her miniscule dress, was getting progressively shorter!
 
He liked the way she brightened when he walked in, and the way she clung to him. He gave her another deep kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth for a few long seconds as he held her tight against him. The amazing thing was that he was starting to get hard again. His appetite for this little slut seemed to have no limits. He grinned as he looked at her, wiping a little saliva off her lip, and then pulling her back, just enough for him to reach into his pocket.

He pulled out the camcorder and smiled at her, turning it on and pointing it at her face. "Smile, my beauty," he said, teasing her. Then he was more serious. "I hope you do not mind this. I know that I will never forget this day, my pretty whore, but this way, I will be able to remember it so much better. Even getting sandwiches, you are such a wonder that I want to remember."

He leaned in to kiss her then, lowering the camcorder to get a good long sweep of her figure. He kissed her mouth, not quite as fiercely as before, and her cheeks and her forehead. Then he opened his eyes wide for a moment and stepped back.

"I almost forgot. I have something for you." He had to let go of her entirely, one hand holding the camcorder to watch her reaction, while the other reached into his pocket. He looked her over and shook his head in disbelief. He might not deserve this luck, but he certainly wasn't going to turn away from it. "I have had this in my car for weeks. It is nothing valuable, just a little memory of my family in Persia, but I would love for you to wear it." It was true that he had it in his car for a few weeks, and that it was nothing valuable. In fact, it was a cheap ring he had grabbed from a street vendor, that had a vaguely west Asian look to it.

As he pulled it out of his pocket, he fumbled with his keys. He made a grab for the ring, but only ended up batting it down one of the narrow little aisles of groceries, where it slid under a table with jars of imported olives and such things. He scowled and shoved his keys back in his pocket. "I am so sorry for my clumsiness, my sweet. Go and get that for me, will you? Well, for you, really."

He flashed his grin at her and pointed to where the ring had rolled.
 
Ella returned his kiss, feeling much more secure now that he was there, to take care of her.

"Smile, my beauty"

A camcorder!! She couldnt believe it. She smiled, a little self consciously, embarassed that he was filming her, but also, pleased that he wanted to record her image.

"I hope you do not mind this. I know that I will never forget this day, my pretty whore, but this way, I will be able to remember it so much better. Even getting sandwiches, you are such a wonder that I want to remember."

He was such a sweetheart, and her heart swelled with love for him. He was a true romantic, wanting to be with her, holding her, photographing her, to record this moment. It was especially important to her that this was not some big event, but something totally mundane, and the important thing he wanted to preserve was her!! Blushing, she smiled sweetly for him, batting her eye lashes in what she imagined to be a coy manner.

It didn't get much better than this, she thought happily. She glanced back at the counter, getting their sandwiches, and then his voice called her attention back to him.

"I almost forgot. I have something for you."


She looked, and almost fainted. He had a present for her???? She beamed, a smile splitting her face from side to side, as he fumbled in his pocked, and took out a ring.

"I have had this in my car for weeks. It is nothing valuable, just a little memory of my family in Persia, but I would love for you to wear it."

It was almost slow motion as he lifted it high, and then it slipped from his fingers. She followed it with her eyes, as it went down an aisle adjacent to the shop counter, and slid under a display unit.

She would have happily climbed into a volcano crater to get that ring, so precious to her, because Al had given it to her! She hurried the few feet down the aisle, and, forgetting all about decorum, went to her hands and knees, her shoulders almost on the ground as she angled, trying to reach under the bottom shelf to reach. She wiggled her ass, maneuvering, trying to see underneath the display. She put her head to the ground, trying to see under the shelf, her ass now raised well in the air, the dress had lifted, and she was putting on an unintentional display of her ass cheeks, and her thong covered pussy!!

She moved around, trying to reach under, and finally, after shuffling her shoulder right under, her fingers closed around the ring, and giving a triumphant whoop of joy. She pulled herself back up onto her hands and knees, her tits falling out of her balcony bra, but she didn't notice anything except the ring in her hand, as she jumped up and down enthuastically, before running the few steps to Al, and throwing her arms around him.

"Oh Thank you! thank you, thank you! I shall treasure it always!" She kissed him, then jumped up and down some more. "This means so much to me, so very much!!" she beamed, still blissfully unaware of the display she was making of herself!!
 
He grinned as he watched her crawl on the floor, her ass up in the air, the skimpy thong he had chosen plainly exposed over her pussy as her dress rode up. By the time she found the ring, it looked like about half the men in the place were making calls, or taking their own pics, but he felt sure he had the best shot. When she straightened up, her beautiful breasts had slipped out of the top of her dress again, and he got a great shot of them bouncing as she ran to him.

He grinned at her as she babbled cheerfully about the ring, and then he stopped her. He kissed her deeply, pushing her back against the soda cooler, pushing his thigh between her legs. He could feel the heat of her pussy burning his leg through his pants, and he pressed harder against it. He tried to keep the camcorder pointed in their general direction, but he couldn't see the display while he was kissing her. He cupped one of her breasts with his free hand, squeezing it roughly and pinching her nipple.

"You dirty little slut" he whispered in her ear. "You are so turned on by attention that you just had to show off your breasts in here, huh? I can't tell you how exciting that is to me. I am so proud of what a good little slut you're turning into, my love. Since you wanted to show everyone your tits, you can keep them out while you pay for the sandwiches."

He lifted her breast up and flicked his tongue at the nipple, and then turned to look around at the lust in the eyes of the men watching. He gave them a grin and then gave her nipple another pinch.

"Go on, my pretty whore. Pay for the sandwiches. You still have the money I gave you, don't you, my sweet?"
 
She was so pleased with the gift of the ring, that she was almost unaware of his hand on her nipple in a public place - almost. Blushing, she tugged at her neckline, trying to cover herself.

He kissed her hard, pressing her agianst the cooler, and she felt so loved, so desired, that her heart swelled. His hot breath in her ear, excited her almost as much as his words.

"You dirty little slut "You are so turned on by attention that you just had to show off your breasts in here, huh? I can't tell you how exciting that is to me. I am so proud of what a good little slut you're turning into, my love. Since you wanted to show everyone your tits, you can keep them out while you pay for the sandwiches."

She was feeling very aroused, and on a high, delighted with his gift, with his public display of affection, showing any and all, how much he wanted her.

She grinned at him.

"Dont be silly!!" she said with a laugh, knowing that he was teasing her, there was no way he wanted her to do something so shocking!! Did he?? She dismissed it, but the idea was lodged. She was feeling very ...... funny. Her private womanly parts were throbbing, and she suddenly pictured herself doing precisely what he had asked her to do, and she blushed to the roots of her hair, but her body quivered, and pulsed excitedly.

"Go on, my pretty whore. Pay for the sandwiches. You still have the money I gave you, don't you, my sweet?"

She went to get the sandwiches, and realised that she had dropped the note he had given her. It must have been all the excitement, the search for her ring. Turning to Al, she said "think I must have dropped the money, what with all the excitement", and she turned and began to look around, and then she felt it.... it had dropped down the neck line of her dress, and was now lodged just below her navel. She jumped up and down, trying to loosen it, but the dress was so fitted across her midrift that teh note did not budge and knew she could not get it unless she either went down her neckline, or up under her dress.

"Al! The money!! It fell down my dress, and its stuck!!" she went to him, wondering if he had any more, and perhaps she could get it later.
 
The trick was not to blink, he thought to himself. As long as she believed that he was treating her normally, she wouldn't doubt him. He smiled at her, shaking his head indulgently, and reached down. He let his fingers stroke across her pussy through her thong, as they curled around the hem of her dress. Her heat was burning, and he could feel the dampness. It would be tempting to take her immediately when they got back to her apartment, but he reminded himself of the bigger picture, and settled for giving her pussy a quick stroke with his fingers.

"My sweet, silly girl, if the money's fallen down your dress, we just have to get it out." With that, he pulled the front of her dress up. Then he reached behind and slid the back up. Of course, the money slid up too, so he pulled it up until it was around her ribcage before he reached under and pulled the money out.

Before she could make any noise of protest, he kissed her. He pulled her body against his, pressing his hard cock through his pants against her bare belly. She looked incredible, bare from the waist down except her g string and her boots. He ran his hands over her bare asscheeks, squeezing them tight. It was amazing how sexy she was, and so perfectly innocent that she ate everything he fed her. Her religious parents would be proud of the depth of her faith, though they might think it misplaced. He thought he might have to thank them for it sometime.

For now, his girl still had much to learn, and he turned away from the kiss and whispered in her ear. "Tell me the truth, now, my sweet little cocktease. You did that on purpose so you'd have an excuse to show off a little more, didn't you, my dirty little angel?" He nipped playfully at her earlobe, and tucked the two twenties into the waist of her g string. "When you're in the city, you keep your cash here. That way if anyone tries to rob you again, you still have some cash. You do not worry about loosing it, and you can get it whenever you need it just by going up your skirt."

He gave her ass a gentle pat, and gave her a smile. "I do not know how they do things in Texas, my love, but I hate to think what could have happened to you if I had not found you. People can take terrible advantage of a girl on her own. Now go pay the man, and after lunch I would like to make a little movie so we will always remember this day, when it all began."
 
She kissed him hard, enjoying the passion that burned within her. Breaking the kiss, he smiled at her.

"My sweet, silly girl, if the money's fallen down your dress, we just have to get it out."

He tugged up her dress, front and back, and she blushed deeply, glancing frantically around - but many were simply ordering their sandwiches, paying her no heed at all, others were smiling at them, probably joyous to see a couple so in love, she thought. Had this happened at home, the deli would have been filled with shocked gasps, perhaps some name calling, but EVERYTHING would have come to a halt to see the hussey with her dress hitched up. Clearly things were very different here in New York, and, while still terribly embarrassed, she realised that Al was trying to teach her something about the city.

He kissed her hard again, squeezing her butt, and for a moment she forgot all about her semi nude state.


"Tell me the truth, now, my sweet little cocktease. You did that on purpose so you'd have an excuse to show off a little more, didn't you, my dirty little angel?"

She blushed a deep crimson, and began to shake her head, but she was smiling, smiling at his little endearments. She liked being his angel - even being his dirty little angel and his sweet little cocktease made her excited!!


He explained to her to keep some of her money tucked into the top of her panties.

"When you're in the city, you keep your cash here. That way if anyone tries to rob you again, you still have some cash. You do not worry about loosing it, and you can get it whenever you need it just by going up your skirt."


She nodded. That made sense! She would have not lost all her money when she had been robbed, had she hidden some in that way.

" People can take terrible advantage of a girl on her own."


He was so right!

"Oh Al! I do so appreciate you telling me these things! God only know how long it would have taken me to work these things out for myself - its something that real New Yorkers know, and silly country girls like me dont, and then we get taken advantage of! Your the best!!" and she kissed him, before skipping happily to the counter to get their sandwiches.

She lifted her dress, smiling with a little residual embarassment, and pulled out a twenty, leaving the other tucked in her g string. She paid, and gave her server a big smile, and then, still tugging her dress back into place, she returned to Al.

She walked out of the deli, a step ahead of him, smiling, and unintentionally wiggling her ass as she walked in the impossibly high heels.

"A movie sounds wonderful! I love going! And dont worry about it being one that I've already seen - Mother and Father didn't approve of my going to the movies, so, other than some religious films, I haven't really seen anything. Did I tell you, I used to dream of being an actor, of starring in my own movie, but Father said it was sinful to be so vain. I'd love to see an adventure, you know, one of those exciting films, that makes your heart race! Can we go now, Al, can we??"

She was bobbing up and down with excitement, her dress showing her ass cheeks as she stood on the footpath beside the car, and her tits bobbing madly about, more or less on full display.

The sat into the cab, and ate their sandwiches, but she was only able to manage about half.

"Oh Al, that was way too much for me! Besides, I'm saving room for some popcorn. Can I have some popcorn at the cinema? Please? I'd be ever so grateful!" and she leaned over an gave him a kiss. She was sitting in the front seat, one leg hitched up, and turned toward him. Unused as she was to anything remotely short, she didn't realise that her barely covered pussy was on full display, both to Al, and to anyone walking by, who happened to glance thier way!
 
He couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm as he finished his sandwich. He knew he must have done something right to deserve this girl, and he was going to make sure he didn't waste the opportunity, so as he pulled out into traffic, he slid his hand across the seat. He pressed his finger gently against the front of her little thong, pushing it into her slit just a bit, so the shape of her pussy was outlined perfectly.

"You misunderstand me, my silly slut. I did not say I would take you to a movie today, but that we would make one." He nodded the camera sitting on the seat beside him, as his finger wandered up and down her slit through the skimpy underwear. "I could film it. You could be the star, and the best thing is that it would be a true story. Your story, my sweet love. Would you like to make a movie like that? The story of a pretty young girl from the country who comes to the city to be a dirty little whore?"

As he talked to her, he drove back towards her apartment. It would do, he thought, for now. It had a wholesome look that was in keeping with the person he had picked u at the airport, just the day before. He wondered if the slut sitting beside him would even recognize that girl. He pulled up in front of her building and smiled. He let her out and walked her to the door, taking her keys from her to open the door and slipping them into his own pocket.

"I don't want you to go out without me with you, my sweet. I hope you understand, I would worry so." As he followed her up the stairs, he kept the camera tight on her ass, almost entirely displayed for him from that angle. He reached up and ran his fingers along her pussy as they went up, and grinned to himself. When they reached her door, he unlocked it and let her into the apartment.

"Sit down, my beauty," He spoke kindly, as ever, but his tone was more serious than it had been before. He kept the camera pointed at her. "I must ask you some very important questions before we go on. You must not lie to me, my love, but do not let yourself feel afraid or ashamed. You see how proud I am of my sweet girl. You see how much love I have for you." He patted his cock, swollen hard again and tenting the front of his pants since her performance at the deli.

"I must ask you if you are a virgin, my love. Have you been with another man? Have you tasted another man? Have you touched your pussy before, to make yourself feel pleasure?"
 
They drove into the traffic, and she sat, her knees wide apart, as she sat on one bent leg under her,turned toward Al. He touched her frequently as she was flattered that he seemed to want to touch her all the time. He pressed her panties, what little was there, into her folds, clearly showing the full shape of her pussy. Also as he stroked her, her clit swelled, pressing visibly agaisnt the fabric too, clearly deliniated between her labia lips. She was aroused by his touch.

"You misunderstand me, my silly slut. I did not say I would take you to a movie today, but that we would make one."

She was getting used to his turn of phrase, and she grinned at him, blushing at her misconception.

He continued to stroke her, and she began to throb with a need she didn't fully understand.

"I could film it. You could be the star, and the best thing is that it would be a true story. Your story, my sweet love. Would you like to make a movie like that? The story of a pretty young girl from the country who comes to the city to be a dirty little whore?"


To Ella it sounded like he wanted to make a special movie of the two of them falling in love, how he saved her, and how she became his girl.

"Oh Al, that'd be lovely, a story of how we met and fell in love, and our life together! Wouldn't it be......" she trailed off. she had been going to say, wouldn't it be lovely to show to our children and grandchildren, but as innocent as she was, she knew it might scare him off, that she was thinking in those terms. He was her soul mate, she didn't want to spoil it.


"I don't want you to go out without me with you, my sweet. I hope you understand, I would worry so."

In all honesty, after the scare she had had,she didn't want to go out on her own either - no way! She smiled at him, delighted that he was such a gentleman, old school, who wanted to take care of her.

"Oh, I wont Al! I promise! Only with you. I dont want to go anywhere with out you. It was true, even her job in the bank, she no longer wanted to start work next week, she would rather stay with Al, but she knew she had to make a living, she could not expect him to support her,but ..... Oh, maybe God would provide her with the means to support herself, and stay all the time with Al. He was cleaver, he knew the city, maybe there was something she could do from home?? She would talk to him about it later.


They reached her apartment, and ever the gentleman, he unlocked the door, and ushered her in.

"Sit down, my beauty,
"

She sat down, smiling shyly at him, as he focussed the camera on her. She looked up. "Hi" she said, her accent making it a much longer word

"I must ask you some very important questions before we go on. You must not lie to me, my love, but do not let yourself feel afraid or ashamed. You see how proud I am of my sweet girl. You see how much love I have for you."

"I love you too, Al, I'd do anything for you, you know that!"

"I must ask you if you are a virgin, my love. Have you been with another man? Have you tasted another man? Have you touched your pussy before, to make yourself feel pleasure?"

She looked up quickly. He needed to know if she was still pure??

Blushing profusely, she looked up at him, at the camera.

"I am a virgin. I have never been with another man, never, I swear it! I have tasted you, only you, and that was just this morning, remember, you had to teach me, show me what to do. I have never been with another. What was the last bit?
?" She blushed, as she recalled what his question was.

"I have never touched my.... myself"
she had turned crimson now, her face heated. She looked up at him, and knew what he needed her to say. She was his, she was with him, and she shouldn't be ashamed. "I have never pleasured myself............... is that possible?????? How would that work..... oh! I thin I know!!!! But no, I have never played with my pussy!"
 
As she answered him, Al nodded. He watched her image on the camera's tiny screen, zooming in a little to capture her blushing as she spoke, then looking her in the eye and smiling. He knew she was pure, she couldn't possibly be as gullible as she was if she'd had any experience at all, but hearing her say it made him sure. If any other girl in New York had told him she had never touched herself, he'd most likely have thought she was a liar, but Ella was different.

So different that these simple questions seemed to worry her a little. He thought for a moment. It wouldn't work if she were uncomfortable. She had to be the bright, bubbly, eager to please slut that he had been with all day. He switched the camera off and leaned down to kiss her. He was gentle with her at first, but he let his kiss grow harder, holding her head as he ravaged her mouth.

Then he stood up straight, gently pressing her cheek against the front of his pants, letting her feel how hard his cock was. He smiled down at her then, and ran his fingers through her pretty dark hair.

"Do not worry, my little angel. I am not asking these things because I doubt you are a good girl." He gently stroked her cheek. "It is only that this day has been so special, so beautiful, that I want to remember every detail. You understand? For the rest of my life I want to remember how you are, right now. So sweet and so beautiful. So pure. So do not be concerned, my love."

After that, he took her through the day. He asked her questions about where they had gone, and what they had done. He asked her about the lessons she had learned about being a good little slut and a cocksucker. He asked her about showing off in the deli, and last, he asked her about what had happened in the car.

"Do you remember where I put my fingers when you were sucking my cock, my little whore? Do you remember what happened when you showed the people outside the car? Do you remember how you felt when you saw them watching you? You are a virgin, still, but are you a little show off, as well, my sweet?" He grinned at her, keeping the camera tight on her face, to catch her reactions, then shooting her incredible figure in between.

"Do you remember in the car, that I told you I would let you do something very special? Do you think you are ready for that now, my beautiful cocksucker?" He stepped close, getting a shot of her breasts spilling out of the top of her dress, and her pretty face looking up at him.
 
"Do not worry, my little angel. I am not asking these things because I doubt you are a good girl, it is only that this day has been so special, so beautiful, that I want to remember every detail. You understand? For the rest of my life I want to remember how you are, right now. So sweet and so beautiful. So pure. So do not be concerned, my love."


His words soothed her, reassured her, and filled her with even more love for him. He was such a sweet guy, and she resolved that she would do anything to reassure him of her unconditional love for him. Anything that would make him happy, she would strive to do. She was so lucky to have met him!

When he was back behind the camera, she answered all his questions about their day, about all the things they had done. She went from embarassed, to acutely embarassed, and back again. She blushed the entire time, lowering her eyes demurely, and talking about such things as they had done, in graphic detail. It aroused her. She could not figure out why, but it did, and by the time he got to asking about the car, she was squeezing her thighs together, trying vainly to relieve a need.

"Do you remember where I put my fingers when you were sucking my cock, my little whore?

She looked up.

"I do Al! You put your fingers in my ......... my ass...... my asshole."


She turned crimson, but still looked at the camera, smiling.

"Do you remember what happened when you showed the people outside the car?"

"I do" she said with a shy smile "I showed them my mouthful of your seed, before I swallowed it! They cheered!!"

" Do you remember how you felt when you saw them watching you?

"I......... I was excited Al! I know its wrong, and I shouldn't be, but I was excited, and I was kinda proud to show them that I was yours, your special girl!"


"You are a virgin, still, but are you a little show off, as well, my sweet?"

"I... I.... dont know.... I guess.... maybe!"

"Do you remember in the car, that I told you I would let you do something very special? Do you think you are ready for that now, my beautiful cocksucker?"

"I think so." she said shyly. "You said you wanted to ..... to put your.... um.... er... penis" she turned crimson "in my...... where your fingers had been!!" she was pleased that she had managed to avoid saying any dirty words! She looked up at him, his smile warming her soul.

"I dont know if I'm ready or not Al, but its something you'd like to do, so I'd very much like to give it my best try! I cant imaging how it would fit though, your so big, massive, and I'm so tiny and tight..... but it an important part of our relationship, so I want, I really want to do this for you. I'm excited about it! You'll teach me Al, wont you??!" she looked up at him, excited, and full of adoration, an eager student.
 
He grinned at her, reaching out and caressing her cheek, running his thumb over her lips and then gently pushing it into her mouth. Her lips, so full and round naturally and painted a deep red at the salon, wrapped around it, looking so obscene he thought he could cum just from watching. When he pulled it out, he pulled it out slowly.

"Yes, my whore. I am going to put it where you put your fingers. I am going to fuck your asshole. Say that for me, my sweet slut. I am going to fuck your pretty little ass and make a movie of it." He zoomed the camera in on her face to catch her reaction, and spoke low, confidentially. "We will have a movie to show everyone exactly how I love you. To show what a wonderful, perfect slut you are turning into. You said you wanted to be in movies, so this will be fun. But it will be the end of the movie. The big finish, yes? Now, I want you to take off that pretty dress for me."

He stepped back to watch, his eyes glued to her incredible little body as she revealed herself to him. He felt his cock growing harder than ever, and he had to dig his nails into his palms to stop from launching herself immediately at this incredible, perfect beauty.

"That's good. Now turn for me. Slowly, whore. Bend down and let me see that ass. Now slide your little panties off for me. Good girl. Now look back at the camera and tell everyone how much you want to show off for them, and what a good little whore you're going to be."

He reached out, running his fingers along the backs of her thighs, squeezing her round little asscheeks and pulling them apart to reveal the tight little bud of her asshole, and the smooth waxed lips of her pussy. He ran a finger along her slit and found her already soaked. He spread the lips apart with two fingers, revealing the sopping inner folds of her groove.

"Now reach down here for me. Feel your pussy. Touch it for me." He guided her fingers as he showed her where her clit was, and where the entrance to her pussy was. "Now you must only touch yourself here if I tell you to, my pretty slut, but I want you to now, while I'm filming you. When you get a finger nice and wet, I want you to slide it into your asshole for me, understand, sweetness?"

Then he stepped back, getting a better angle on her as she rubbed herself for him. When she looked back, he nodded to her, giving her a thumbs up and then patting the huge tent in his pants, so she would see what a good job she was doing.

"You look so sexy, my sweet whore. Are you having fun?"
 
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