The neon lights of the seedy bar flickered in the darkness, casting long shadows across the room. Amber walked in, her stiletto heels clicking against the sticky floor. She scanned the room, her eyes landing on a group of rough-looking men in the corner. A slow, playful smirk spread across her face as she sauntered over to their table.
“Hey there, boys,” she said, leaning against the table. “Fancy a good time?”
The men leered at her, their eyes roving over her tight leather skirt and low-cut top. One of them reached out to touch her, but Amber batted his hand away.
“Not so fast. I’ve got some rules. First, no names. I don’t want to know who you are, and I don’t want you to know who I am. Second, you do what I say, when I say it. And third, you cum when I say you can cum.”
The men grumbled in agreement, but Amber could see the excitement in their eyes. She was in control.
She led them to a back room, pushing Shaun up against the wall as they passed. “You be a good boy and wait here,” she said, patting his head. “I’ll be back for you later.”
Shaun nodded, his eyes glazed over with adoration as he watched her disappear into the back room.
In the back room, Amber got down to business. She ordered the men to strip, and they complied, their cocks springing free. Amber surveyed the goods, a wicked gleam in her eye.
“Not bad,” she said, nodding in approval. “But I’ve had bigger.”
The men bristled at her insult, but Amber just laughed. “Relax, boys. I’m just having a bit of fun. Now, who’s going to fuck me first?”
One of the men stepped forward, his cock hard and ready. Amber grinned, grabbing him by the hips and pulling him close.
“Fuck me hard, baby,” she moaned, guiding him inside her. The man thrust roughly, and Amber cried out in pleasure.
The other men watched, their cocks growing harder by the second. Amber beckoned them over, and they eagerly complied, taking turns fucking her from behind.
Amber was in her element, moaning and groaning as the men filled her up. She felt their cum spilling inside her, and she loved it.
After what felt like an eternity, Amber was spent. She collapsed on the floor, her body covered in sweat and cum. The men stood over her, panting and exhausted.
“Good boys,” Amber said, grinning up at them. “Now, clean me up.”
The men looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Amber gestured to her pussy, still dripping with cum. “Come on, boys. Lick it up. Every last drop.”
The men hesitated, but Amber’s commanding gaze left them no choice. They knelt down and began licking and sucking at her pussy. Amber moaned in pleasure, feeling their tongues on her sensitive skin.
When they were finished, Amber stood up, wiping the remaining cum from her thighs. “Good job, boys,” she said, patting them on the head. “Now, get out of here. I’ve got some business to attend to.”
The men left, looking dazed and confused. Amber smiled to herself, feeling satisfied and fulfilled. She made her way back to Shaun, who was still waiting patiently against the wall.
“Good boy,” she said, ruffling his hair. “Now, come with me. I’ve got a special treat for you.”
Shaun followed her to the bathroom, where Amber took a seat on the toilet. “Eat,” she commanded, pushing her shit towards his mouth.
Shaun eagerly complied, licking and sucking at her shit. Amber moaned in pleasure, feeling his tongue on her.
When they were finished, Amber stood up, flushing the toilet. “Good boy,” she said, patting Shaun on the head. “Now, let’s go home. I’m tired.”
Shaun nodded, following Amber out of the bar. He felt happy and content, knowing that he had pleased his mistress. Amber walked out of the bar, her head held high, knowing that she had once again proven herself to be a strong, controlling, and direct woman.
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