The first time being humiliated in compensated dating

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Dorm. It was midnight. Not wanting to go back to the dorm and argue with my boyfriend again, and not wanting my friends to know about us, I went alone to an internet cafe near the school, intending to spend the night there. Sitting in front of the computer, I used an unfamiliar ID to log into my usual BBS. As usual, a flood of messages appeared. The messages were the same as always: asking where I lived…want ONS…want escort services… a bunch of lustful men. But, for some reason, those messages that I usually found offensive and dismissive didn't seem so bothersome tonight. Thinking about my boyfriend, I grew angrier and angrier…Fine, if you don't cherish me, I'll debase myself even more for you. I casually replied to one of the messages... The other person seemed startled by my sudden reaction... I replied, "Are you really looking for escort services? How much?" Unexpectedly, this was a reply to a message about seeking escort services. Thinking to myself, I'm going crazy anyway, so what's the big deal... I replied, "I've never tried it before, you name your price." We agreed on a price and arranged to meet. I waited alone on the street for him to drive me to a hotel. The wait felt long, and the location wasn't far from my dorm. I thought to myself, "If my boyfriend comes out to apologize, I'll definitely stand him up immediately." But my boyfriend didn't show up; instead, the man I was supposed to meet showed up in his car. Unlike the heroines in novels who always meet tall, handsome men, this guy was a middle-aged man around 40 years old, covered in fat, about 170 cm tall, but probably weighing over 90 kg. But since I was already in the car, there was no going back. Consider him lucky. I'm 165cm, 45kg, 32C, 24, 34—a beautiful woman with a great figure—and he got his way with me so easily tonight. When we got to the hotel, he seemed to have been craving me for a long time, or maybe he just couldn't resist seeing me. As soon as we entered the room, without even showering, his mouth, reeking of cigarette smoke and betel nut, started kissing me on the face. Unlike my boyfriend, who's always very proper when we're having sex, he was noticeably more intense, even a bit violent, perhaps because he thought the one paying was in charge. He roughly ripped off my clothes… even tearing my underwear… but I kind of enjoyed the stimulation… being scolded and angry by my boyfriend… being violently violated by a strange middle-aged man… actually made my vagina overflow with fluid… His rough hands roamed freely over my delicate body, his teeth, stained red with betel nut juice, biting and kissing my chest and nipples wantonly. It hurt, but there was also a strange pleasure… my libido was completely aroused. But then he suddenly stopped, saying in a somewhat commanding tone, "Help me take off my clothes, and then kneel down and give me oral sex." If my boyfriend had stopped and said something like that when I was aroused, I would have slapped him. But... now I'm an escort... the one who pays is the boss... so I suppressed my desire... and kissed him with my full lips while helping him take off his clothes. Like teasing a lover, I gently blew on his ear... licked his neck... kissed his body... and then helped him take off his pants. His body smelled of a middle-aged man, and the stench of unwashed sweat... After taking off his pants, a penis much larger than my boyfriend's was revealed. Naked, I knelt on the ground, holding his penis in my hands, a little hesitant... because I could tolerate the body odor and sweat before. But... his penis felt like it hadn't been washed in a hundred years... full of white urine stains and the smell of urine. He seemed to sense my hesitation and slapped me hard across the face, saying, "You stinky chicken... What are you pretending to be so reserved for? Just eat what I tell you to eat..." The slap brought tears to my eyes, but I also felt a masochistic pleasure. I thrust my tongue into his crotch and started licking... The taste was really awful... very salty and fishy... But I still tried my best to lick him, letting him thrust in and out of my mouth. I closed my eyes, not wanting my rekindled desire to be diluted by the several rolls of fat on the man's belly, and tried to use the techniques I used on my boyfriend to serve him. He seemed to really want to receive my oral sex, moaning and groaning as he thrust even harder into my mouth. Moreover, I started to think this man might have some sadistic tendencies, because his hands started pressing down on my head... pulling my hair... Finally, I started to feel the penis in my mouth throbbing... Based on my experience, this is when a man is about to ejaculate... So I started sucking and holding it even harder, hoping to make him ejaculate in my mouth quickly... Sure enough, he couldn't stand my technique anymore... I could feel his semen starting to rush into my mouth... But just as it was about to spurt out... he suddenly pulled his penis forcefully out of my mouth. It happened so fast, I didn't have time to react, and my face was covered in a hot, sticky feeling. He had so much semen, it kept spraying, all of it hitting my face... my hair... I remained kneeling on the ground, my face tilted back, eyes slightly open, enduring the nauseating, sticky feeling on my face, waiting for my "guest" to give another command. He seemed quite pleased with the work done on my face, leering at me for a while before finally saying, "You go in and take a shower first... I'll rest for a bit, we'll continue later." I went into the bathroom alone and started showering... thinking about my boyfriend... and the scene from earlier, my still unsatisfied vagina began to flow with lust again... After showering, I came out... and saw that he seemed to have rested enough... his crotch was hard again... lecherously admiring my beautiful body, which no other man had ever seen besides my boyfriend... saying, "Not bad, pretty and with a great figure, why would you sell yourself? I'm in for a treat tonight." Then he gave another order, "Come here and lie on the bed like a dog..." For some reason, the once arrogant me was completely unconcerned about his humiliation and domination tonight... obediently lying on the bed, spreading my long, beautiful legs, and sticking out my plump buttocks... He... didn't know how to be gentle with a woman at all... He placed his hands on my waist... and immediately thrust his lower body into my uterus... Perhaps it was because his penis was really too big, not only did I feel my vagina being completely filled by him... but no matter how he thrust in and out of my vagina from behind, each thrust still reached the deepest part of my uterus. This kind of stimulation was something my boyfriend had never given me (and probably never will)... after all, the size difference was significant... This was also the first time tonight, from arguing with my boyfriend to agreeing to the escort service, that I felt any guilt. Originally, I just wanted to use sex with a stranger to get revenge on my boyfriend for not appreciating me, but unexpectedly, I began to enjoy the almost abusive sex from this strange middle-aged man. While I was still immersed in my thoughts, a burning pain rose in my buttocks, accompanied by the sound of a slap, pulling me back to reality. My guest was still thrusting into me... his left hand was still holding my waist... but his right hand started slapping my buttocks hard, while he began to utter vulgarities, "Damn it... you slut... I'll fuck you to death... you bitch... scream louder... say some lewd things to make me hear... I'll beat you to death, you bitch." To be honest, I was already experiencing waves of pleasure from the thrusting of his huge penis... now, with his verbal humiliation and the stimulation of my buttocks being slapped... the pleasure that felt like it was about to explode inside me could only be released through sharp moans and gasps. Some lewd words that I usually wouldn't say during sex with my boyfriend now came out of my mouth one after another, "Please... harder... fuck me... harder... I... can't take it anymore... please have mercy on me..." He seemed very satisfied with these lewd words I said, and with each one... he thrust even deeper into me, and the speed was so fast that it felt like he was a motor... Towards the end, there are only four words to describe it—"ecstasy." His stamina was also really good. He played with me like a storm for more than ten minutes before he ejaculated inside me. As soon as he finished, I immediately collapsed onto the bed, completely exhausted.

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