An Evening with Deja Ch. 02

It's another Saturday night, and, I'm once again at the bookstore café hoping to see my beautiful blonde goddess, Deja, again.

Before too long, I see her come walking in, she spots me and motions for me to come up to the counter.

"Hello, pervert!" She says with a devilish grin.

"Hi, Deja."

"Do you want another blow job, pervert?"

"Yeah, I'd love another one!"

"Well, go sit at your table, and, I'll be over later to tell you how you're gonna have to earn a blow job tonight, pervert."

I go and sit at my table, a few minutes later, Deja brings me a cup of coffee and slips a note in my hand, I open it up to read it.

"Drink your coffee, then, meet me outside!"

I finish my coffee and go walking outside, where I see Deja standing against the wall.

"Ok, Steve, here's the deal: You want a blow job? You're gonna have to earn it!"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well, first, you're gonna take me to a hotel, a nice hotel, and, you're going pay for the whole night, then, you're gonna eat my pretty, pink pussy, and, then, if you do a good job at that, and, I mean, I want to cum so hard, I squirt all over your face, then, I'll give you another blow job, and, after that, you're gonna go home, and I'll stay in the hotel room for the night. Am I being clear, pervert?"

"Yeah, you're clear."

"Say: 'Yes, Miss Deja!', pervert!"

"Yes, Miss Deja!"

"Good boy! Come on, let's go!"

We walk to my car, holding hands, and we drive to this really nice hotel only a few minutes away.

We get our room and head to the elevator, once inside, I grab Deja and just begin kissing her, deep, passionate kisses, sucking on her bottom lip.

"You've missed me, haven't you, pervert?"

"Yes, Miss Deja!"

"Good boy! Keep it in your pants till we get to the room, ok?"

I just nod my head yes just as the elevator doors open on our floor.

"Carry me, Steve!"

I pick her up, and, cradle her in my arms, kissing the entire way.

I put her down just long enough to unlock the door, and, she jumps on my back as we walk in the room.

Once inside, I can no longer control myself, and I pin her against the door, kissing her, roughly squeezing her tits.

"Ow! Steve, that hurts! Stop! OW! I SAID STOP, ASSHOLE!" She yells, slapping me across the face.

I react, and slap her, hard, with the back of my hand, knocking her back against the door, and, she slowly slides down to the floor.

"Don't tell me to stop, whore!" I say, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her back up.

"Please, please don't hurt me!" She says through her tears.

"Shut the fuck up, whore!" I say, throwing her down to the bed, and jumping on top of her, slapping her again.

"I'm gonna treat you like the trashy little cock tease you are!" I say, tearing her shirt open, exposing her teal satin & lace bra.

"Please, no, don't do this! I'm sorry I teased you, please, don't rape me!" She says, pleading with me.

"Shut the fuck up, whore!" I yell, slapping her again.

I unbutton her jeans, and slide them down, exposing her teal satin thong panties, just to add in a little more insult, I ball up my fist and punch her in the pussy.

"OWWWWWWW!" She screams.

She tries to curl into a ball, but, I stop her, tear her panties off, exposing her beautiful smooth, hairless pussy, I take her panties and jam them into her mouth to muffle her screams.

"Now, whore, you're gonna take my cock in that slutty cunt of yours, you do want my cock, don't you?"

She begins shaking her head 'no', as I unzip my pants and pull my cock out of my boxer shorts.

"Here it is whore!" I say as I begin to rub the had of my cock over her smooth pussy lips, and then, without warning, I violently ram my hard cock into her tight pussy.

Deja lets out a muffled scream, as I look down and see blood on my cock.

"I've torn your cunt open, slut." I say as I begin ramming myself in and out of her, deep and hard.

"You're gonna make me cum, whore, do you want my cum inside you?"

She again shakes her head 'no'

I feel the precum start to ooze out, I pull my cock out and finsh shooting my load on her stomach.

When I'm finished, Deja just curls into a ball and begins crying.

I grab a handful of her hair, pull her closer to me, and wipe my cock off in her hair.

"Please, you got what you want, now, leave me alone! I promise I won't tell anyone!" She says, puling her panties out of her mouth.

"This is just to make sure you don't." I say, taking out my camera phone, and taking a few pictures of her.

"What are you going to do with those?" She asks.

"Well, if you're not at the coffee house next week, I'll make sure that everyone in there sees these pics."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh, yes I would! We're going to do this again next week, Deja, whether you like it or not!"

She begins crying again.

"See you next week, whore!" I say, leaving the hotel room.

To be continued...

*Authors note: The following is a work of pure fiction, it's meant for entertainment purposes. The author doesn't condone this type of behavior. Those that do should seek serious help*