Laney Bensons Desperate Night: A Tale of Sex, Money, and Unfulfilled Desires Lars lead Laney back to his room. It was time to collect. He watched her walk around as men stared at her. Knowing she was naked beneath the short dress drove him insane. Several times tonight, he’d reached beneath the short skirt and cupped her pussy. She was hot. He was certain he was not the only man to touch her; he noticed many men crowding her at times. Not to mention, he get a chance to fuck the one woman he despised. He’d humiliate her. But there wasn’t too much he could do to her. She was a whore, and apparently a very popular one. Lars chuckled to himself, “The way she acts, you’d never think she spreads her legs for money.” Laney entered his room. Hating herself, but knowing she had to see this job through. “Undress” he demanded. She complied, removing her short dress slowly, exposing her neatly-trimmed pussy to his view. She enjoyed the attention at the party. So many men fingered her, and made her cum. However, Lars wasn’t one of them. He was a slow learner. He wanted her to know it was him using her. The next week in class, when they talked to the professor, she’d know that for tonight, he owned her ass. Laney stood before him naked, but she was too proud, He wanted her broken, humiliated. “I’ve paid for the whole night. Tonight, you are my bitch. I will fuck you, spank you, do any and everything I want to you. You can’t say no. If you refuse, I am not paying. Understand, Bitch.” He hissed. Laney nodded. “Answer me, whore.” He demanded. “Yes sir.” She answered assuming the submissive roll. Lars laughed, “Crawl for me. Beg to suck my cock.” He demanded. Laney went down on her hands and knees. She crawled over to Lars. “Please, Sir, let me suck your cock.” She asked sweetly. He laughed, “No bitch. I don’t like the way you asked. His stomach grumbled, “Man, I have to shit. Come bitch. I need you to clean me.”He stood and Laney crawled and followed him to the toilet. …the next moment changed everything
