A Toy for the Bikers: A Collection by Pope Willa

Author:Pope, Willa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“It’s okay. That’s not what I need.” I rush through the words as he turns us into a private room. Except it’s not so private. All the same men as yesterday are here. Plus more. My head swims and my body hums. I’ve never been so acutely aware of men’s presence around me, and now I feel like the air is thick with it.

“What do you need then?” Doc closes the door behind us and I turn to look at him, still completely disheveled. “Because you’re leaking down your legs.”

I look down at myself and see that he’s not wrong. And then I look behind myself and see the predatory gazes of the other men wearing their black leather vests. My heart thunders against my ribs.

“I…” What’s the point in denying it? I’ve made it this far down this road, and I really want this job.

“You what, honey?” His lips curl cruelly and I roll my shoulder back. Willing myself to be brave.

“I want…” I opt to tell him the truth. “I want your cock.” Good lord, my parents would wash my mouth out with soap if they heard their sweet little girl taking like that.

The biker just laughs. “Obviously not. Or I wouldn’t have found you fucking a bottle of Bud in the middle of my club. You had my cock, and you still wanted more. So that’s what I’m going to give you.”

My pulse quickens and a look of confusion spreads across my face. What is that supposed to mean?

He nods his head towards the small circular stage with a pole in the middle of it. It’s entirely mirrored. Presumably so that you’d be able to see up a skirt, or up between bare legs.

“Get on it. On your knees. Both hands on the pole.”

I stare at him blankly.

“Or you leave,” he continues. “You’re always welcome to leave. A girl who isn’t a whore, would leave. But I think we both know what you are.”

My tongue darts out over my lips. I should be offended.

But instead I walk over to the stage and arrange myself the way he asked. I can feel my pussy throb when he tells me to widen my knees. And when I look down at the mirrored surface, I catch sight of my perfectly smooth pussy. Bright pink and swollen with the blood rushing there, glistening with my own arousal.

It looks… it looks good, actually. I can’t look away from it. I can’t believe this is me. Even when Doc shouts, “Line up, men!” Line up? Why? I don’t look up. “Mute. You first. Vice Pres and then officers. Then the rest. If little Clara wants more, that’s what she’s gonna get. Let’s send her home walking bow-legged.”

He can’t possibly mean…

There are chuckles and feet shuffling, and I think I just try to block it all out. It’s like I’m having an out-of-body experience.

I look over my shoulder only briefly when I feel a body looming behind me. Mute. The big, silent biker with long hair is undoing his dirty jeans and pulling out his monster cock.

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