My First Time Out Part 3

"Listen you little bitch, without me you would be stuck in your hotel," argued Sir Dom.

"AnnnnnD, you are trying to fabricaTe me into a COKE-WHORE," she said in a bitchy tone.

"How funny, you think I am trying to buy you, he asked?"

"It seems that way," she said.

"Shayna, let me spell it out for you. I have so much money I can buy anything I want. And you……well you are so impeccably beautiful, you can HAVE anyone you want. The way I see it, it's a perfect match. My money and your appearance," explained Sir Dom.

"Then why do you want me to use drugs, she asked?"

"Cocaine prohibits your girl cock from swelling. It also prevents you from having an orgasm too quickly. I want you to feel like a real lady! Plus using cocaine will freeze your brain and put it in a hypnotic state," he said.

"Hypnotic state of mind, she asked?"

"Yes, I like control over my ladies," he required.

"I couldn't tell," she replied sarcastically.

"By the way, you look magnificent. Even better than I imagined," he cheered.

"Thank you, but there's one thing that's bothering me. I've had cum running down my legs since I left the hotel," she moaned.

Sir Dom grabbed Shayna's petite hand and led her over to the miniature bar. He pulled out a large paper bindle and dumped out a heaping pile of powder.

"That's half of a gram Shayna. I want to watch you snort the whole thing. Then tell me if your "clit" is still dripping," he instructed.

Shayna picked up the gold plated snort tube and bent over the white pile. After she took of sniff in each nostril there was a scorching sensation in her nose membranes.

"This gives me a neurotic sense. I can't do this without having a cigarette," she appealed.

Sir Dom helped light her long thin cigarette. Shayna had the cigarette in one hand and the snorting tube in the other.