1. Giving a homeless man a job


    Date: 7/19/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Cock & ball torture, Domination / Submission, Drug, Humiliation, Masturbation, Reluctance, Written by women, Author: Lady Lis, Source: sexstories.com

    I walked into the bathroom of a McDonalds. It was a hot day and I hadn't bathed in a few days, so I just went in there to wash up a little. I turned on the tap on the sink and splashed water on my face as I heard the door open. A father walked in with his young son. "What is he doing, daddy?" said the boy. "Don't look at him, just go pee," the father said quickly as he urged the boy towards a urinal on the other side of the room. I pretended I didn't hear them and rubbed some of the hand soap on my growing stubble before washing it out. I knew the father was watching me as if I were some pedophile about to snatch his kid. I was used to it though to some degree. Regardless, it's never nice being viewed like that. I dried my face on a paper town and left the bathroom. I exited the McDonalds and returned to the warm outside. It was mid-July and roughly 85ºF outside. I didn't mind the warmth, just the humidity bothered me. I shrugged it off and wandered down the busy road a while. After about 20 minutes of walking, a car pulled up next to me. A women in the passenger seat, probably in her late 20s, rolled down the window. She called to me. "Sir, are you doing anything today?" she asked. "Nothing important," I answered. "Do you fancy doing a little job for me?" she had a light smirk on her face that she quickly tried to mask. "Sure," I shrugged. I assumed it was some manual labor like mowing a lawn or something. "Hop in back, we'll take you," she beckoned. I was a little ...
    hesitant. I didn't know these people and I didn't want to get caught in a bad situation. Then again, what did I really have to lose? I opened the back door on the passenger side and got in. The man in the driver's seat turned to me and held out his hand. "Hey, man, my name's Sean, nice to meet you," he said with a smile. "I'm James," I shook his hand. He turned back towards the road and began to drive, "Want to tell him a little about the job, Emily?" The woman giggled, "I suppose it's only fair. I just wanted to wait until we got back." Sean shrugged, "Either way..." "My name is Emily, in case you didn't notice, James," she said, "We wanted a little help putting a few things together and maybe testing them out." "What kind of things?" I asked. "Just a table and a few other things, nothing too complicated," she chuckled, "we have all the tools necessary so all we need is an extra pair of hands." I simply nodded and watched through the window to where we were going. We drove about 10 minutes before we pulled into the driveway of a small house in the better part of town. Emily got out, excited and smiled over at me as I exited the car. Now that she was out of the car, I could get a better view of her. She was short, probably about 5 foot tall. She had short, reddish brown hair that framed her pale face. She was curvy as well. Not chubby by any means, she just had nice curves in the right places. She was bubbly and smiled a lot. "This is going to be so much fun," she exclaimed. Fun? I ...
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