My Goth Pimp justinnewjersey94@yahoo.com Night Two
Noah sat, awake, in the uncomfortable black wooden chair for an hour. Try as he might the restraints were tied too tightly. The smell from his wet crotch and the embarrassment of it were bad enough- watching the silent, endless loop of him being mouth fucked last night was too much to bear. Eventually he closed his eyes and dozed off again.
By early afternoon, a girl entered the apartment. Noah seemed to vaguely recognize her as the Goth girl from the bar last night. She was wearing the same kind of outfit he remembered from the brief encounter last night, boots, fishnets, and a really short mini skirt. She stood before him, head cocked, a small smile on her face- her arms crossed. She snapped off the flat screen.
Finally she spoke. "So you're the boy I had to leave Xanthos for last night. Hope you two had a good time. Usually he gags his prey after he's done. He must have figured you were too much of a pussy to put up a fuss. Anyway, I'm Winter. I'm a dominatrix. Know what that is?"
"Can you untie me?" Noah asked, his voice husky and dry.
"Sure. If I want to. I asked you if you were a sissy."
"I'm not sure who you are or where I am. I'm really thirsty and hungry. Could you help me? Please?"
Winter bent over and started to untie Noah's restraints. Her tits were inches from his mouth. His cock started to grow. "I'll help you if you let me fuck you later. I have a strap on."
Noah just stammered "Sure" and pretty soon he was free. He wasn't sure what a strap on was.
"This is Xanthos's place. Why don't you go in the bathroom and get cleaned up, take a shower. I washed all of your dirty clothes from your back pack. Get dressed and I'll make you something to eat. I'd take you to the deli across the street, but you're not allowed to leave the apartment except when Xanthos says so.
You're kind of cute, you know, for a normal boy. We call girls who aren't Goth, pink girls. Maybe I'll call you my pink boy!"
Noah lurched towards the bathroom and muttered "Do you always talk so much?"
"Fuck you pink boy!" Winter shouted. _____________________________________________________________________________________
Noah used the toilet and then had a long hot shower, and brushed his teeth. He came out with his long blond hair wet but clean, and wore skinny jeans over his favorite American Eagle color block trunk boxer briefs. One side red, the other yellow, the pouch blue. He pulled a good sag. He rocked a firefly green ringer tank, wishing again that he had some ink on his arms.
"That looks better. You're a hot boy for a normal" Winter said as she reached for his crotch, giving it a good squeeze.
"Here's some pancakes and sausage. Want OJ?" Noah nodded and fell to his first good meal in over twenty four hours. Jinx sat across from him while he ate, playing with her tits. Occasionally she'd pull one or both out of her spiked bra and try to get a rise out of him.
As Noah finished, he finally asked "So who are you? Where am I? What do you mean I can't leave?"
"Well, technically I suppose you can. But you told Xanthos that you wanted to make money. He's a pimp. He'll pimp you out and keep his share of the money in return for finding you dates and for protecting you. If you play your cards right, he might let you live here for a while. You could fuck me when he's not around, and blow him when he wants it.
I'm his girlfriend, so we have to keep what you and I do a secret from him, but if you want to be his boyfriend, you'll have to learn how to suck his cock real, real good, like I do."
"I ain't suckin' nobody's cock." Noah said, pushing his plate away.
"That's a shame for you" Winter replied. "Xanthos can be real mean when he's disrespected. He told me you asked him for help. In his eyes that means he owns you for as long as he wants you.
Anyway, he already lined up a date for you. Give me your phone and I'll put in the address. This is an easy one. Some faggot just wants to watch you jerk off. Two hundred bucks for fifteen minutes! Wish I could make that kind of money. It's an easy date and Xanthos will be pleased."
Noah just looked at his phone and got up and left. He noted the address of Xanthos's apartment as he left the place, and reminded himself he had Xanthos's phone number from the night before. The girl was a pyscho nymph but she was hot and a good cook. She had washed his clothes and apparently he could stay at this dude's place for a while anyway.
As he walked the fresh air cleared his head. His cock grew as he thought about Winter, and before he knew it he was headed towards the address. Fuck it! he thought. Two hundred to bust a nut. Why not?
It was four in the afternoon when he arrived at the high rise. Modern and tall. Rich fag, he thought. He adjusted his cock in his briefs and approached the desk. "I'm supposed to go to apartment 2804" he told the guy at the counter.
He was expected and signed the ledger and then was waved through to the elevator.
He arrived at the apartment and when he went to knock he found the door ajar. It was dark inside and Blakopz played at mid-level. "Hey it's me, Noah" he called out.
"Back here" said a male voice. Noah walked down the hall. A red light shown over an open doorway, leading to a bedroom. Noah entered the dark room and saw a guy about thirty, sitting in a black leather chair, legs spread wide. He wore high black boots, a studded cod piece, and a black fishnet shirt. Huge rings pierced his nipples and his tattoos were visible through the shirt as well.
"Come in. Don't be afraid. Xanthos said that you were new and still learning. I asked him for a newbie. I promise I won't bite. Much."
"Uh, do you have the money?" Noah asked.
"That's impolite" the customer said. "You ask for it after you're done. You are new to this."
"S, sorry." Noah responded. With that the customer snapped his fingers, and a pit bull that had apparently been lurking in the corner, stood up, took a few steps towards Noah and growled softly.
"Drop to your knees in front of me bitch. You can start by licking my cod piece. Lick it and then lick all around it. Then you can start to stick your tongue inside of it. When I'm ready you can suck the main event. I won't take long with a pretty blond bitch like you doing your handiwork."
When Noah didn't immediately get between the man's legs the dog growled again. "You better get down and get started or Maladict might get hungry for some teen cock."
Noah finally acquiesced, kneeled, and began putting his mouth on his second cock in a little over twelve hours. Fear of the dog, and the man, was a powerful thing. He tried his best to stick his tongue in the sides of the cod piece, nudging up against the shaft and balls with the tip of his tongue.
Finally the black clad man unsheathed his equipment and it was big. Bigger than Noah's for sure. Noah used his mouth to run up and down the shaft. Finally the man grabbed Noah's long hair and yanked him down on the wet cock. Noah choked at first and the dog growled again.
He found a way to get most of it in his nearly virgin mouth, and within two minutes the man rocked and moaned as he shot his seed into Noah's throat. The smell of leather and cum was strong as Noah swallowed it and cleaned up the cock and its slit under the malevolent direction of the dark, mysterious customer. It seemed best just to go along.
Moments later Noah was whisked out of the apartment, as the man stuffed the money in the front pocket of the boy's skinny jeans, intentionally copping a feel of the teen's cock. Noah quickly took the elevator down and exited the dreaded building. Outside he noted a trace of the man's cum on his upper lip and pulled it inside his mouth with his tongue.
Thanks for all the great messages guys! Really glad you are liking this. It's a new angle for me but seems to have a bigger following than my previous stuff. Trying to incorporate your suggestions and avoid your dislikes. Always welcome your feedback. Peace, Justin
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