A Cold-Hearted Bitch Gets Turned Out

Hillary couldn’t help it. She just felt so unsure of herself.

There had been a time not all that long ago when she had been confident in her decisions, but all that had changed. Over the past few days, she had done things she had never thought she’d do. At the time, her actions had seemed reasonable, but in retrospect, she couldn’t figure out shy she had done those things.

And now she was doing something else she hadn’t thought she’d do.

There was this guy, William, who she had been stringing along. As long as he gave her pretty gifts, she was perfectly willing to keep him around, but in her mind, it was nothing serious. He was just someone she knew.

But now she was sitting there in the bar having a drink with him. There was no promise of a gift and she didn’t even expect one. So unsure of herself had she become that when William had just come by and had told her that they should go out for some drinks and Hillary had meekly acquiesced.

That was what Hillary was thinking as she sat there with her white wine. Why am I here, she wondered. What has happened to me? And most importantly, what will happen next?

“Hillary? Hillary?”

The girl looked up subconsciously. She had been so lost in her own thoughts that she hadn’t even realized that William was speaking. She took another sip as she finished off her glass of wine. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “I guess I’ve got a lot on my mind. What were you saying?”

William grinned at her. He could tell that the woman was lost in her own thoughts but that really didn’t matter. With the drug that he had slipped into Hillary’s wine, he had a way to get her full and undivided attention. “Don’t worry about anything. I want you to give me your full and undivided attention.”

Hillary’s concerns quickly faded to insignificance as she listened intently for whatever it was that William wanted to say. She needd to listen to him. She needed to hear what he said. That was the effect that the drug had on her body. When she was under the control of that drug, she was unable to resist anything she was told to do. William had told her not to worry, so she didn’t worry, and William had told her to listen, so she did.

“Listen,” said William, “you really are just a slut–“

Hillary could feel the change coming upon her. She really was a slut. That’s all she was.

“And all you really want to do is fuck,” William continued.

He was right, she realized. She really did need to fuck. She needed it so bad.

“So here’s what you’re going to do now,” William told her. “We’re going to go back to your place and you’re going to get dressed in your sluttiest clothes, and then you’re going to go back out and you’re golng to sell your body for money and then you’re going to come back and give the money you make to me.”

That seemed like a good idea, Hillary thought, and the more she thought about it, the better it seemed. She was a slut and she wanted to dress like one. In fact, she knew what she wanted to wear, and the idea of going out and selling herself for money, well it was weird, but she didn’t know why it hadn’t occurred to her before. It was such an obvious thing. Of course she wanted to go out and get herself fucked for money. It was such an obvious thing.

The idea of giving the money she made to William also made sense, too. She had already decided that her decision making processes were compromised so if she kept the money, she’d probably just do something stupid with it. No, the only sensible thing was to give the money to William. He would know better what should be done with it.

“Come on, let’s go,” William told her and Hillary readily agreed.

They went back to Hillary’s place and along the way, William kept telling the woman that she was a dirty, little slut, that all she was good for was fucking, that she should be out there selling herself for money and giving it all to him. Some part of Hillary’s mind wanted to disagree and reassert itself but every time William said something, it just sounded so right. She was a slut. She wanted to get fucked. She wanted to sell herself for money, and she wanted to give that money to William. It all sounded so right.

When they got back to Hillary’s place, she immediately went to her closet and pulled out the sluttiest clothes that she could find. She wavered momentarily not because she was uncertain as to what she was about to do, but because she was wondering if she were slutty enough.

She came out of her bedroom and she pranced around in front of William. “How do I look,” she gushed. “Am I slutty enough?”

William gaped at the woman and then he started to grin. “I think you could say that,” he told the girl. “Now, you know what you need to do.”

“I need to go out and fuck,” she answered him.

“You need to do more than that,” the man reminded her. “You need to sell yourself for money.”

“I need to sell myself for money,” Hillary repeated.

“And then you need to come back here and give me all the money you earned.”

“I need to come back and give you the money I earn,” Hillary repeated.

“Then go,” the man told her. “Go out and sell yourself like the little whore you are.”

If she’d thought about it, she would have wondered why she was doing what she was doing but the truth was Hillary never gave it a second thought. All she knew was that she needed to go out and get fucked. She needed to sell herself for money.

She had no idea where to go because William hadn’t told her where to go so she headed to a bar. She figured that if there were men in looking for a good time, then that was as good a place as any to start.

The first man she approached turned her away. It turned out the second one had a girlfriend. The third and fourth ones seemed more interested in their beers and the fifth one was interested right up until she mentioned her price and then he snorted and he turned her away.

Hillary was beginning to think this wasn’t such a good idea even as she approached the next guy. “Hi ya,” she told the man, “you looking for a friend?”

The man was sitting on a bar stool as Hillary pressed her body up against him and she could see his eyes light up as he surveyed her body. “You’re serious,” he asked.

Hillary pressed her body against the man’s. “Absolutely,” she told him even as she nuzzled herself against him. She pressed her mouth against his ear and then she kissed him there before she let her tongue nestle there.

She could feel the man shudder as her tongue worked his ear. “Come on,” she moaned, “I need it and I need it bad, and all it will cost is just a hundred bucks.”

“You want me to pay you,” the man asked.

“What,” Hillary asked even as she grabbed the man’s hand. She pulled his hand against her breast. “Don’t you think I’m worth it?”

She felt the man’s hand squeeze her tits. “I … I … I guess,” he stammered.

“You guess? Honey, this is just the beginning. If you take me and if you fuck me, you don’t just get my tits, you get all of me. I’ll suck your cock and I’ll let you fuck my pussy. So what do you say? Do you want it or not?”

The man licked his lips. “I don’t know.”

“Come on,” Hillary moaned, “it’ll be good. Do it. Take me.”

She knew the man was wavering. It wasn’t all that long before Hillary had the man leaving with her and then they were going to a motel.

She made the man pay her before they went any further but as soon as the transaction was done, she was ready to get on with it. She wasn’t sure why but she knew she was going to let herself get fucked for money.

Hillary found herself pulling the man onto the bed and then she was pulling his pants down. She wrapped a hand around the man’s cock and she looked at the man and smiled and then she was letting her face drift lower still until she was only i
nches away from the man’s cock. She looked up at the man again, and then she slipped her mouth down on top of that rock hard cock.

She took that cock deep in her mouth
only to pull her mouth back and to plunge her mouth down deep on that cock yet again.

Her head kept bobbing up and down on that cock and she loved it. She couldn’t help herself. She just kept sucking on that cock. She couldn’t get enought of that cock.

She pulled her mouth up off that cock and then she stroked that cock as she looked up at the man. “You like this, don’t you.”

“Oh yeah,” the man groaned.

That was all that Hillary needed to hear because she just went back to sucking on that cock. She wanted to make the man cum. She wanted him to cum in her mouth.

“Oh fuck,” the man groaned, “that’s good. Come on,” he told her, “I want you to let me fuck your tits.”

Hillary groaned as she pulled the man’s cock from her mouth and then she was pressing his member between her tits. She rubbed her tits against the man’s cock and she liked it. She pushed her tits together as she continued to stroke that cock between her tits.

“Fuck,” the man groaned, “that’s good.” and as soon as he said it, Hillary was sure he was right.

She just kept rubbing his cock against her tits and the man just kept moaning. She knew the man was going to cum. He was going to cum so hard.

The man groaned again and then he was cumming. Hillary loved it. She loved the feel of his cum on her tits and the more he kept cumming, the more she loved it.

The man groaned as the woman’s hand stroked his slippery shaft. “Oh geez,” he moaned, “that’s good. That’s good. Oh geez, I want to feel it. I want to feel my cock in your cunt.”

As soon as he said it, Hillary realized that that was what she wanted too. “I want you to do it,” she moaned. “I want you to cum in my cunt.”

The man didn’t wait around for Hillary to change her mind. He pushed her down on the bed and then he pulled his shirt up and over his head. His hand stroked his cock as he watched Hillary spread her legs and then he watched the girl fondle her sloppy wet tits.

Hillary moaned again as she felt the man slide between her thighs. What was happening to her, she wondered as she felt the man’s cock touch her cunt. She shouldn’t be liking this, she thought and yet, she knew she did.

She felt the man push his way past her pussy lips and the girl moaned again. She could feel the cum under her fingers as her hands fondled her tits and she moaned yet again. There was no doubt about it. She did like it.

She felt even more of that cock push its way into her cunt and she moaned again. She did like it. She liked it a lot. This man could do whatever she wanted with her as long as he kept sticking his cock in her pussy and as long as he paid her for it.

The man groaned as he buried his cock deep in the slut’s cunt. He’d never met Hillary before, but somehow, he knew that this wasn’t her regular personna, but he didn’t care. All he wanted to do was fuck that tight, little pussy.

Hillary moaned as she felt that cock fuck her even harder and she liked it. She liked it a lot. She was going to cum. She knew it. This man was going to make her cum.

Hillary heard the man grunt even as her pussy closed in around the cock inside her. The man was holding himself inside her and then she felt it, the surge of cum as it flowed from that cock, and even as she felt it, she felt her pussy cum, too. She was cumming so hard.

Hillary half-sobbed and half-moaned as her pussy took more and more of that cum. All she knew was this man was cumming in her pussy and she loved it. She was getting paid to have a man cum in her cunt and she absolutely loved it.

The man was still cumming as he pulled his cock from Hillary’s pussy. The man fisted away at his cock, spewing still more of his jizz on her taut, little tummy.

Finally, his cock had nothing more to give.

The man gathered up his clothes and then he redressed himself. Hillary was still lying there on the bed and watching him. The man pulled out his wallet and tossed a couple more twenties onto her cum-covered stomach. “There you go,” he told her. “A little bonus. You’re one hell of a fuck.”

Hillary closed a hand around the sticky bills. She knew she was going to have to give this to William but she’d actually done it. She’d gone out and gotten herself fucked for money.

He wasn’t the first man she fucked that night. By the time Hillary returned home, she had a purse full of bills and a cunt awash in cum.

William was waiting for her when she got there. “So how’d you like that,” he taunted her. “How’d you like going around and selling yourself for cash. I’ll bet you loved it.”

She had been about to tell him just how despicable she felt but as soon as he added that last part, her outlook changed. “I loved it,” she told him.

“Good,” the man told her. “Very good. Now give me your cash and get your ass there in the bedroom because I need to fuck you and I know you want it, too.”

Hillary moaned as she let the man lead her into the bedroom. He was right. She was a slut and she really did want him to fuck her.