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The men embrace. Then Ramon turns his attention to me.
“So this one needs to be kept under lock and key. In denying her vaginal penetration she must suck very well indeed. Much practice.”
“She craves the male essence... it is all she is permitted to taste,” Senor Escobar proudly explains.
Ramon appears to shrug off the information as an exaggeration. If only he knew how true... my lifetime punishment. I will never again taste anything else, other than the equivalent saltiness of the sweaty flesh of the aroused male.
“There is so much territory. I began to realize on the cruise to your isla... why disagree on such petty matters, Pablo?”
“I have given orders... nothing to be distributed in Cali.”
Ramon smiles with the concession.
“I would like that Sangria,” reaching to tweak my left nipple. “This one truly serves?”
“Anything you’d like... any way you’d like her. She can offer her backside as well. The belt... it’s very well designed.” Senor Escobar grasping my shoulder to turn me.
I know to bend and spread, offering my sphincter as well. With the lubricant, the inside crease of my effeminate globes gleams in welcome. Such degradation... to be talked about as a side of beef.
“Tight?”
“I have a nurse tending to her every morning and every evening. Not only tight but well cleansed,” Senor Escobar explains. “She is kept supple there but in addition there is applied a special astringent cream which retains the tension a man desires.”
Senor Escobar places his arms about the shoulders of his new concubines, leading the group to the villa.
“Enough sun.”
***
There ensues within the vast reception room of the Islas Rosario compound a very business-like discussion over territorial matters. Senor Escobar directs me to the kitchen where a maid has prepared Sangria. I serve, tiptoeing about with a tray and glasses.
On occasion, Senor Escobar directs his attention to the two ‘gifts’, learning their names... Tia and Maria. And being the perverted lecher that he is, he unzips and directs the girls... alternating... to demonstrate their level of oral skill.
“Do avail yourself of my little Coca blossom, Ramon. You know how well I have my girls trained. How obedient they are...”
With the business discussion winding down, Ramon likewise unzips and I know to kneel and take him in my mouth.
“Show the man how skillful you are, Renee. And take your time,” Senor Escobar commands. “You’re hungry, but there is always a plentiful supply of tasty nutrition here for you.” With this ‘Ramon’ laughs with zeal in hearing the instructions.
And so I do, fully understanding that Senor Escobar’s ‘generosity’ in offering me to Ramon is nothing more than a ploy... to garner a hedge against the possible disclosure of that Waldorf video. I have fellated every one of his cohorts over the past weeks... and they thanked him for it. And so now we begin on his rivals. I suspect within months, this little ‘Coca blossom’ will have orally served the entire drug trade.
So who is to offer chiding ridicule when and if it is disclosed that the ‘girl’ fellating Senor Escobar on the web posting has a penis? If that brands Senor Escobar as a maricon... then what of his compatriots?
My head bobs energetically. I know precisely where and when to apply pressure, swish my tongue, teasingly draw with my mouth to suck and coax forth the only taste to be had. Finally I purse my lips, vigorously swirl at the underside of the penis tip and Senor Ramon explodes deeply into my gullet. I sometimes amaze myself with my gag reflex completely under control... no reaction to be felt or heard by Ramon. I have been trained to understand that such is a distraction to a man’s pleasure. So I not so much swallow as open my throat and let the hot ejaculate spurt directly into my stomach.
I lift my head, my tongue darting about to gently cleanse as trained. I note that Senor Escobar has Tia on his lap, the naked girl facing away her back arched most invitingly. After testing her oral prowess he buggers her. The girl winces, but Senor Escobar plunges, slowly opening her, ignoring her pleas. He thrusts, bringing tears. This seems to heighten his lust, for he begins fucking in earnest... jack hammering the cleft of her buttocks... grunting... gasping for breath... finally, in one last deep thrust, spending in complete satiation.
“Come here next, my little Coca blossom. I have a new source of sperm for that hungry tummy of yours. Henceforth, you’ll keep my two little girls nice and clean here,” patting Tia’s buttocks as she gingerly arises from the anal sodomy.
I note the cloudy white effluent streaming from her forcibly stretched portal. Yes, it is all I ever taste. I am sure if one could live on the male essence, Senor Pablo Escobar would deem such to be all I ever ingest, the nostril tube and Nurse Rita’s thick glop deemed superfluous.
Senor Escobar positions Tia on her knees pointing to his semi hard penis, evidence of anal coupling apparent. The girl, though bashful, knows to extend her tongue and begin cleansing, completing the demanded protocol and bringing a most degrading conclusion to anal penetration.
“Clean the girl, Renee. I left a nice wad of your favorite meal,” Senor Escobar’s fingers snapping then pointing to where his manhood assailed.
I obediently kneel behind Tia, in turn extending my tongue to lave between her cheeks, listening to the wicked laughter of Ramon. Senor Escobar joins in the expression of merriment, but the source of his glee different. Just as Pablo Escobar was entrapped in the Waldorf apartment, it is Ramon who has now been entrapped... I presume a camera and a video recorder documenting the unsuspected homophilic relations.
“Rest a bit, Ramon... then try her backside. You will find my little Coca blossom to be marvelously tight.”
