Hobson's Choice
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Dee looked around the booth to see Gina and Frannie and Bill all smiling at her.
"Well, little missy," scolded Gina. "It looks like someone has been sucking up all the sperm for herself! You're such a selfish cock-hungry slut! What am I to do with you?"
Frannie laughed. "I know! Let's put her in the movies!"
Bill nodded, and helped Dee to her feet.
"You were really something tonight, Dee. I could never have done that," he said.
"I don't think that any of us could," added Frannie.
Gina just smiled at her proudly.
"That's my girl," she whispered.
As Dee got her legs under her, they were shaking violently. Bill helped her to stand until the shaking slowed. Then Gina handed Dee her purse. Looking inside, Dee gasped to see that there were only feminine clothes in it.
"Better get dressed, love, or more guys will start lining up at the door for your hot little ass."
Dee looked at her wide-eyed for a split second before pulling out the tiny little black spandex miniskirt and cropped pink satin top. She looked to Gina, who smiled mischievously.
"Your make up is in there, love. You'll have to make it to the rest room to put on your face. We'll be out in the car waiting for you."
With that, the three of them left her with her face and ass covered in cum. Gina poked her head back into the room, and gave Dee one final task.
"Honey," she said, "be a dear and get me one of those big double headed dildos. You know the ones. There's some money in your purse."
With that, she disappeared into the hall.
Dee carefully tip-toed out of the little booth, made her way around all the men standing in the narrow halls as they brushed up against her, groped her chest, her ass, until she thought she'd go mad. She opened the door to the rest room, and looked at her face to see it covered in drying cum. She washed her face in the little sink, and applied her make up as a river of cream dripped out of her stretched out asshole, dripped onto her thighs, and oozed down her fishnet stockings. Dee grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself dry as best as she could. She then quickly applied a light coat of make up, not too slutty. That would encourage the men waiting outside, and she was way too tired to handle any more sex tonight!
No matter what she did, though, her belly ring told everyone that she was a SLUT. And her heels, and stockings, and cropped top did nothing to dissuade that statement. She was stuck. Gina always knew what would get her blood boiling. She put on her big hooped earrings, brushed out her hair, and checked herself over one last time before exitting the small unisex rest room. She still had to maneuver herself past the grabby men in the halls before she made it to the storefront.
Hustling along as best she could in her heels, on her tired legs, Dee wiggled her ass on through. She still had one more task to fulfill before she could leave this place. She walked over to the big glass case, right in the middle of the store, and leaned over to look at the dildos.
As the clerk came from around the counter to assist her, keys to the case in hand, Dee felt it. A huge glob of cum oozed out of her bottom, and drizzled a long sticky trail down her left thigh. Her face burning in shame, Dee looked up to see the woman's grin.
"Well, someone sure has had a busy night in the back rooms! Tell me, how many got into that hot little ass of yours?"
"Seven," Dee whispered.
"Seven! Wow! I'll bet that's some sort of record, even for this place," the clerk chuckled, leaning in closer. "And tell me, little slut ass, how many did you suck off through the glory holes?"
"I don't know," Dee whispered. " Maybe eight or nine."
"A regular party girl, aren't you? Well, now what can I help you with that all those men couldn't do for you?"
Dee looked up into her evil grin, and felt her heart fill with sadness toward this poor bigoted woman. Did she realize how mean she looked? Did she even care?
Still, she had to get out of here. She would never be able to change this woman's feelings for Dee and for everyone like her.
"I'd like to have that," she said loudly, pointing to the eighteen inch double dong. Then, seeing another one that caught her eye, "I'd like that one, as well."
It was another double dong. but this one was bent at the center. Two cocks poking out of a single set of balls. The overall shape was like a "V." Dee imagined Gina wearing that, with nine solid inches inside herself as she fucked Dee with nine more. Yes, she had to have it. She only hoped that Gina had left her either enough money in her purse, or that her wallet was in there, and she could use her credit card.
"Party's not over for you yet, love? You take too much too often, and you'll shit yourself every day," she guffawed at her own joke.
"Please, ma'am," Dee whispered softly, trying not to attract too much attention in her state, with cum running down her thighs. "How much is it?"
"Depends, love," the woman's piggish little eyes roamed over Dee lewdly. "I'll give you this one free if you can take more than half that double dong into your throat, right here, right now." She grinned at Dee. "It's eighteen inches long. Just leave your lipstick mark wherever you can, and I'll measure it." She held up a tape measure, grinning at Dee's humiliation in the brightly lit shop.
Looking the nasty woman straight in her eye, Dee never hesitated. She grasped the toy, tilted her head back, held the dong high above her head. Then she slid the thick latex phallus into her lips, keeping her eyes on the clerk. She pulled it out of her mouth, and licked the tip, then sucked it back in. Gagging a bit when it hit the back of her throat, Dee closed her eyes for a moment to collect her will. She stood like that, her head back, the dildo held up high from her lips stretched around its girth, for nearly a minute. Then she slowly took a deep breath, held it, and started to swallow. To her amazement, the weight of the heavy tandem toy, combined with her swallowing action, helped her to open her throat so that it could slide into her gullet almost effortlessly. She let her fingers drop it, and it slid even further into her face, until it stopped, sticking straight up like she'd had a five foot cock rammed all the way into her ass, and its head and a bit of the shaft were sticking out of her mouth. She looked at the clerk with a bored expression as she closed her lips tightly around the dildo, and slowly pulled it out. She couldn't hide the tears in her eyes from her efforts, but the woman was so flustered by her performance that she probably didn't notice anything but the ungodly length sliding out of Dee's throat.
Dee laid the thing on the counter, her drool leaving streaks on the glass.
"Well," she whispered hoarsely. "Are you going to measure it?"
The woman sneered at her, turned to the register and rang up $67.50, the amount of the one she'd swallowed. Then she put both toys in a bag.
"Get out of here, you fucking freak!" she hissed.
"No," Dee said loudly. "I insist that you measure it! You aren't going to call the cops on me for stealing this. We had a deal. I did my part. Now," she leaned in close enough to see the woman's open pores on her nose,"you get that tape, and you check it out. If it isn't at least nine inches, I'll pay full price for both."
Other people were watching this action, now. There was no way for the clerk to back out of the deal, and if she called the police after Dee left, these guys would surely back Dee's story rather than hers. Most of them had been embarassed or abused by her at one time or another, since she started here three months ago. A few beads of sweat gathered on her upper lip.
"You're sweating, dear," Dee, cooed. "It isn't very attractive on a lady, you know. Not unless she's getting fucked."
The clerk whipped the dong out of the bag, looked at the lipstick ring, and took out her tape measure. Stretching it out, both of them, and most of the store's customers, were amazed when she announced that it was thirteen and 3/4 inches from the tip to the red marks.
"Thank you," Dee said, her confidence in full bloom. "My mistress will be very proud. Thank you for this, m'lady."
She shook the free toy at the woman's face, then she gathered both toys and stuffed them in her bag. As she reached into her purse to pay, she felt a hand on her arm. It was Mr. Jenkins! Dee blushed blood red again at his smile.
"That's okay, Dee," he said loudly. "I've got this. Consider it an engagement gift."
"Thank you, sir," Dee whispered. She glared at the clerk as she took his money. It wasn't until the transaction was complete that she allowed herself to sway out the door, her heels clicking on the floor.
As she let the door go to swing shut, she heard Mr. Jenkins tell the clerk that he would be complaining to the management, that he knew the owners well, and would make sure she was prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law if she walked out and left the store unattended, or if she tried to claim that the dildo she'd given to Dee was stolen, so she'd better pay for it before she left this evening.
Dee actually whistled on her way to the car, swinging her prize in the bag.
"Where's Bill and Frannie?" she asked as she got in the car.
"They went home, love," Gina answered as she started the car and put it in gear.
As they went down the road, Dee told her story about the clerk and held up her prize. She also held up the double dong, and showed Gina the lipstick mark at her deepest point.
"Oh my goodness! I wish I had that on tape," Gina exclaimed.
They giggled all the way to the hotel. Dee didn't think twice about her clothes, her jewelry, or the cum on her thighs as they walked through the lobby, checked in, and rode the elevator with the bellboy. As they entered thier room, Gina gave him a hefty tip and sent him on his way quickly, noticing that Dee hadn't been aware of his eyes on her body at all.
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