Skanky Town
Chapter 21 — Meeting the Psycho Bitch
“You’re lucky.”
Those were the words that greeted Robin as her mind finally became became conscious again, but ... her eyes opened wide.
Who the hell was talking to her?
It didn’t take much effort to find the woman sitting at the foot of her bed. “Who the hell are you?”
“Easy there,” the woman said in a tone that was unnervingly casual. “We don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Me,” Robin squawked. “Who’d hurt me?”
The woman at the foot of the bed produced a gun. “As a matter of fact,” she said, “that would be me.”
“But why?”
“Aw, honey, it’s nothing personal but it would be because you’re messing around in things that shouldn’t concern you.”
Robin’s eyes narrowed as the cobwebs of sleep finally disappeared from her head. “Who are you?”
“My name’s Angela,” the woman said. “I work here.”
Robin sat up in bed and she pulled the covers up around her. “Is that supposed to mean something to me?”
“Probably not. I’m a maid here in this hotel but I’m not the maid on your floor, so you may not have seen me before.”
“Okay, so why are you here?”
“I wanted to talk to you.”
“So talk.”
“Don’t get snippy with me, honey. I’m not dumb.”
Yeah right, Robin thought. When I get done with you, you’re going to wish you hadn’t ever done this. “Okay,” Robin said. “You’re not dumb. So talk.”
“And just in case you’re wondering, I wouldn’t be relying on that wake-up call to get you out of this.”
“What wake-up call?”
“I told you I’m not dumb. The wake-up call you left last night. I wouldn’t be relying on that to get you out of here.”
“Why?”
“Because, silly, I canceled it, and just so you know, I hung a Do Not Disturb sign outside your door, just to make sure we wouldn’t be interrupted.”
Robin looked at the other woman. “Okay,” she said cautiously. “You said I was lucky. Why?”
“Because you were alone.”
“Why’s that make me lucky?”
“Because if you were with him, I’d have to hurt you.”
“Him who?”
“Don’t play dumb with me. I’m talking about him. I’m talking about Jake.”
Robin nodded. Okay, so the bitch knew about her and Jake. “What’s your interest in him?” she asked.
“That’s none of your business,” Angela said. “Let’s just say that no one says no to me and gets away with it.”
“Okay fine. So what do you want with me?”
“You’re in my way,” Angela said. “I can’t have that so I’m going to have to make sure you’re not in my way.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“You sound a little worried.”
“Why shouldn’t I be? You’re the one holding the gun.”
Angela looked at the gun. “What you mean this? I don’t really need it, you know. Your body will make sure it takes care of that.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“What are you wearing?”
“What?”
“I asked you what you’re wearing. It’s a simple enough question. What are you wearing?”
“None of your business.”
“Come on. Don’t be like that. I’ll bet I can guess anyway. I just wanted to hear you say it.”
“Say what?”
“I wanted to hear you say that you were a naked and horny little fuck slut.”
“Fuck you.”
“Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you.”
“Like what?”
“You’d like to fuck right now, wouldn’t you?”
“No,” Robin moaned although now that the thought was there, she couldn’t help but feel a little turned on.
“What’s the matter?” the other woman taunted her. “Your pussy starting to feel a wee bit wet?”
“No.”
“Sure it is. A little slut like you, you just can’t help it.”
“I already told you. I’m not a slut.”
“Sure you are. You’re a slut, just like she was.”
“Just like who was?”
“The other one. The other slut.”
“What other slut?”
Angela waved the gun at the other woman. “Take down those covers,” she said. “Let me see your little slutty body.”
For a moment, Robin thought she would resist, but really, what was the point. Her body was naked, just like the other woman had said and the other woman had a gun. What could she do? After a moment of hesitation, she lowered the covers and let the other woman see her body.
“There now. That wasn’t so hard, was it? And I’ll bet it makes your pussy wet showing yourself to me like this, doesn’t it?”
“No.”
“Liar.”
Robin said nothing.
“Pull your legs out from under those covers,” the other woman ordered. “Let me see it all.”
Again, Robin hesitated but again in the end, she relented and she pulled her legs out from under the covers.
“See. I told you you were naked.”
“So what?”
“So you lied to me and that’s got me wondering just what else you might be lying about.”
Robin said nothing.
“You said you weren’t a slut but I have to wonder about that.”
Again, Robin said nothing.
“I’ll bet it makes you horny when I call you slut, doesn’t it, slut?”
Still, Robin said nothing.
“Get up on your hands and knees, slut.”
Robin did as she was told.
“Other way around, slut. Let me see that pussy of yours.”
Again, Robin did as she was told to do.
“Does this excite you, slut? Does it excite you showing your pussy off like this?”
“No.”
“You know I don’t believe you, slut.”
Robin didn’t care whether the other woman believed her or not. What she cared about was how hot her pussy was.
“Should we put it to the test?”
“Put what to the test?” Robin asked.
“Should we put it to the test to see just how much of a slut you really are?”
“H-how are you going to do that?”
Something was tossed onto the bed. “Put that inside you.”
Robin looked down to see the biggest dildo she’d ever seen. She’d never seen a cock that big before and she had seen one, she had the feeling that cock would tear her up, and the psycho bitch wanted her to put that inside her. The bitch was crazy.
“Do it,” the other woman said. “You know you want to.”
And that, Robin had to admit, that was a problem. There was a part of her that wanted to do exactly that.
“Do it,” the other woman said again.
Robin wrapped her hand around the synthetic cock. Oh geez, it was so fucking big. There was no way it was going to fit, and yet she wanted to try.
“That’s it, slut. You know what to do.”
Robin spread her legs wider even as she brought the cock up and then she was pressing the head of it against her opening and she couldn’t help but moan. It was so big and yet ... and yet there was a part of her that wanted to see if she could take it.
“That’s it, slut. Fuck yourself.”
“Oh yeah,” Robin moaned as she finally took the head of the synthetic cock. “Oh yeah.”
“That’s it, slut. That’s it. Do it.”
She really didn’t need to keep telling her that, Robin said to herself. Once she’d gotten the toy inside her, she already knew she was going to fuck herself as good as she could.
“Look at you go. You really are a super slut, aren’t you?”
Robin couldn’t help herself. She didn’t care anymore. The other woman could say whatever she wanted but she really needed to get her pussy fucked. No, that wasn’t it. She didn’t just need to get her pussy fucked. She needed to make her pussy cum.
“That’s it, slut. Fuck yourself.”
She wished she’d stop saying that, Robin thought. She knew what she was doing and she didn’t need the other woman to tell her. Besides, mmm, besides, she didn’t really have to listen to a word she said. She was doing just fine on her own.
“Look at you,” the other woman said. “Only a fucking slut would show off her pussy as brazenly as you.”
Only a fucking slut, Robin thought.
“Only a fucking slut would fuck her pussy on a giant fucking dildo without a care in the world as to who saw it.”
Only a fucking slut, Robin thought. No wait ...
“Only a fucking slut is going to let her pussy cum without a care in the world about who sees it.”
She was going to cum, Robin told herself. She was going to cum and she didn’t care who saw it.
“Only you, you fucking slut.”
Robin couldn’t help but gasp as her pussy succumbed to what that giant cock was doing to her. Oh geez. She was cumming. She was cumming so fucking hard, and she didn’t care who saw her do it.
“I’ll just leave you here, slut. I’ll leave you here to think about what you are.”
“Wait a minute.”
“Yes, slut?”
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I’m going back to my job, slut. Some of us have work to do, but don’t you worry. You and I will be getting together again real soon.”
“But you can’t just waltz in here and stick a gun in my face and then waltz back out again like nothing’s happened. You can’t do that.”
“What this, slut?” Angela said with a wave of the pistol in her hand. “I think you got me wrong, slut.” She aimed the gun at Robin and she pulled the trigger, but all that came out was a stream of water. “No one would believe I was able to hold you prisoner with just a squirt gun.”
Robin stared at her adversary.
“But keep this in mind, slut. We’ll be talking again real soon,” and with that, the maid turned and left the room.
Was it even worth it to report it?
Of course it was. The bitch had as much said she’d be back again but the problem was who’d believe her. After all, she had no proof. Oh sure, she had the plastic dong, but that was hardly proof of anything ... except maybe that she was a slut.
And besides, there was something else the woman had said, something that perhaps needed a little more attention.
She took her time with the shower that morning. Perhaps she shouldn’t have, she told herself. If she was going to go to the police ... but she’d already decided she wasn’t going to do that ... and besides, her body was hot and sticky, and she needed a shower.
It was weird, she thought. Not that many days before, she’d been on her way to an interview. Now, that seemed so far away but when she looked in her suitcase, the clothes she’d brought only seemed to remind her that there had been another purpose for this trip.
She dressed herself in a short skirt and a light top. It was hardly interview material but it had been something for her to wear after the interview was over. For now though, it suited her just fine.
She took the elevator down to the second floor and she peered out of the elevator. It wouldn’t do to run into the psyscho bitch again although now that she knew the bitch was more bark and less bite, maybe she could show the bitch a thing or two. Still, she thought, why push it? But she didn’t see a maid’s cart or anything else that might indicate that the psycho bitch was around and that was probably a good thing. She walked over to Jake’s room and she knocked on his door.
There was no answer.
She knocked again and again, she got the same result.
Damn. She hadn’t expected that.
She knocked again.
Again. the result was the same. No answer.
Hmm. What now? The psycho bitch had mentioned Jake by name. Robin had almost thought she needed to come down here just to see if Jake was okay but now another thought crept into her mind. What if Jake was actually with the psycho bitch?
Robin shook her head. No. That was just wrong, but now that the thought was in her head, she couldn’t get it out of her mind. She had to find Jake. She had to know for sure.
It was late enough in the morning. Maybe he’d gone down for breakfast. That had to be it, she told herself. She’d just go down and see for herself.
But when she got down to the restaurant, she saw Karyn but she didn’t see Jake. “Was Jake here?” she asked.
“Jake? No, I haven’t seen him. Why?”
“I’m looking for him.”
“If I see him, you want me to tell him you’re looking for him?”
Did she want Karyn to tell him that? Maybe, but then she didn’t want to seem to eager, and really, all Robin wanted to do was to make sure he wasn’t with that psycho bitch. She shook her head. “No, don’t worry about it. I’m sure he’s around. I’ll find him.”
“It’s not a problem,” Karyn said. “I can tell him if you want.”
“I said no,” Robin said testily and then she pulled herself back. It wasn’t Karyn’s fault. She was just trying to help. “I said no,” she said again more softly. “I was just looking for him.”
Karyn gave Robin a knowing look. “If I were in your shoes, I’d probably be looking for him, too.”
I’m not looking for him that way, Robin wanted to say, but now that the waitress had put the thought in her head, she couldn’t help thinking about that. Damn it. She needed to find Jake even more.
She walked across the hotel lobby and she poked her head into the gift shop. Sara was there with a customer. A man customer, and Robin couldn’t help but smile to herself. Even without the clerk saying anything, Robin was sure she knew what the girl wanted to do.
“I was looking for Jake,” Robin said when the man finally left the shop. “You seen him?”
Sara shook her head. “You tried out by the pool. Sometimes the guys like to hang out out there.”
I’ll bet, Robin thought. Guys and girls in bikinis who wanted to get fucked. She decided right then and there that she’d better not find Jake out by the pool. She looked at Sara. “You okay?”
“You mean other than the fact that I wish that guy would come back in here so I could rip my clothes off and let him bend me over the counter and let him fuck my brains out?”
“Yeah. I mean other than that.”
“Well, if you mean other than that, yeah, I guess I’m okay.”
“You hang in there, okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m hanging in there but it’s hard.”
“Maybe if I can find him, maybe I’ll introduce you to my boyfriend.”
“I wouldn’t want to be in the way.”
“Don’t be silly. I don’t mind sharing, just so long as you don’t try to hog him all for yourself.”
“I’d never do that.”
Robin knew better than to say anything but she knew what Sara was capable of when her pussy was in full control of her. She didn’t mind sharing but there was no way she was going to leave Jake alone with the girl for too long.
But still, that left the question. Just where in the hell was Jake?
Robin went out to the pool area. He’d better not be out here, she thought to herself, and fortunately for him, or for her depending on one’s perspective, he wasn’t there.
So where the hell was he and for that matter, just where the hell was the psycho bitch and now that she was thinking that way, she started to wonder. Sure it had been a toy gun that the bitch had pulled on her but she hadn’t known it at the time. What if she’d done the same to Jake. Dammit. Maybe she should have reported it to the authorities.
She strode back into the lobby with every intention of telling what she knew when lo and behold, in walked Jake through the main doors of the lobby. “Jake,” she called out as she hurried up to him. “Jake, where were you?”
“I was just out for a walk.”
“A walk?” Robin couldn’t seem to keep her hands off of the man. “But I was so worried about you. You didn’t tell me where you’d gone.”
The man shrugged it off. “I didn’t think I needed to tell you.”
“But I was worried about you,” and then something else occurred to Robin. A walk. What an arbitrarily vague excuse. It wasn’t like you could check it out or anything like that, and Jake was such a hottie. He’d be quite a catch for any of the local sluts who wanted to get their hands on him. “Are you sure a walk was all you were doing?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. Why?”
Why indeed? Why couldn’t she believe him? Why did she feel like she had to make sure everyone knew that he was with her. Maybe it was just the psycho bitch. Maybe that was the reason. On the other hand ...
She snuggled close. “I missed you,” she said.
“Yeah? I missed you, too.”
That would have been nice, Robin thought. That would have been nice if that was a real ‘I missed you’ and not something that sounded like okay, you said it to me, so I’ll say it back to you kind of thing, and unfortunately, that was exactly the way it sounded, but Robin had a way to show her man exactly what she meant. She pressed closer. “No,” she said. “I missed you.”
“I ... whoa.”
That last had come after Robin had started to stroke his cock right through his pants and right there in the lobby of the hotel.
“I really missed you,” she said.
“Okay, I get it. I get it.”
“No, I don’t think you do. I really missed you. In fact, I could suck your cock right here in the lobby if you wanted me to.”
“Okay, okay. I believe you.”
“Are you sure?”
Normally, that by itself would have been enough to get his attention, but when Robin’s hand unzipped his zipper and when she pushed her hand inside his pants, that was more than enough to make sure she had his attention.
“I believe you,” the man said. “I believe you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
Robin’s hand was wrapped around the man’s cock and she was stroking him inside his underwear. “I hope you are sure,” she said. “I hope you know what I want, because if you aren’t, I’m ready to show you right now.”
“I know,” the man said. “I know.”
“What do you know?”
“You um, you said you missed me.”
“And what else?”
“And um, you said ... you said you wanted to suck my cock.”
“Where?”
“Huh?”
Robin’s hand pulled the man’s cock through his briefs so that he was only barely still inside his pants. “I asked you where. I told you where I wanted to suck your cock. I wanted to know if you knew where that was.”
“I ... um, in the lobby,” the man blurted out. “You said you wanted to suck my cock in the lobby.”
“Very good. But you know what I want?”
“What?”
“I want to do it,” she said with a gentle tug on his cock. “I want to do it right now.”
“No,” the man said in a panicky voice. “No. Don’t do it.”
“Relax,” the girl said. “We don’t have to do it here in the lobby. We can always head back to your room if you want to.”
“Yeah,” the man said hurriedly. “Yeah. Let’s do that.”
“Sure. We can do whatever you want but I’m still holding on to this because I don’t want you to get away again.”
“Come on, Robin. What’s gotten into you?”
“I’m horny. That’s what.”
“Yeah, but someone’s going to see.”
“Well yeah. If you keep whining about it like a little baby, yeah, you’re going to draw all sorts of attention to us and then yeah, someone’s going to see.”
“All right,” the man grumbled but as much as he tried to say he didn’t like it, his dick stayed nice and hard even as the two of them walked to the elevators.
The doors to the elevator opened and Jake and Robin stepped on board. For a moment, it looked as if someone else was going to join them but at the last moment, that person turned away and the doors closed.
“Why are you doing this?” Jake asked.
“I told you. I want to suck your cock.”
Jake shook his head. “No. There’s more to it than just that.”
Robin still had her hand on the man’s cock but with her other hand she hit the Emergency Stop button. As alarms started to sound, she turned to Jake. “Do you know the maid on your floor?”
“The what?”
“Do you know the maid on your floor? It’s not a hard question, Jake. Do you know her?”
“Not well. No.”
“Well she certainly seems to know you. Did you know she came to my room this morning and she held me hostage with a squirt gun?”
“She did what?”
“She held me hostage with a squirt gun, and for what it’s worth, she seemed to know you rather well.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“She’s fixated on you, Jake. She wants you. She wants you bad and she means to get you and I got the feeling that she’s not about to let anyone stand in her way.”
“I don’t understand.”
“After she was done with me, after I got my wits together, I called you and I couldn’t reach you.”
“I was out walking.”
“I know. You’ve already said that, but when I couldn’t reach you, I got to worrying, and the longer it took to find you, the more worried I got. I was starting to think that maybe that bitch had done something to you.”
“I told you. I was out walking.”
“That’s not the point. She’s a maid here in the hotel. She’s got a pass key. She can go wherever she wants to go.”
“So report her to the police.”
“I thought about that but I think I have a better idea.”
“Which is?”
“Best way to keep you safe is to make sure she has a new target to go after,” and with that, Robin dropped to her knees and she pulled Jake’s cock from his pants.
“Robin! What are you doing?”
“I’m giving her a new target. After she finds out what I’ve done, she’ll be all over me and I won’t have to worry about her harming you.”
“What are you going to do?”
“This,” and without another word, Robin pushed her mouth down over the man’s cock.
“Oh my God,” the man moaned as the woman sucked his cock. “Oh my God.”
Perhaps if she’d thought about it, perhaps she might have found a million reasons why this wasn’t a good idea but the truth was she hadn’t thought about it. She’d wanted to find Jake and when she had, she’d realized she’d wanted to fuck him. Sucking his cock was only a prelude to her getting what she really wanted.
“Oh my God,” the man groaned.
And besides, Robin thought. Sucking a cock just made her pussy so fucking wet so why shouldn’t she do it?
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
She wanted him to, Robin realized. She wanted him to. She wanted him to do it like they did it in an adult movie. She wanted him to cum all over her face.
“I’m going to cum,” the man said again.
Robin pulled her mouth back but her hand continued to stroke his cock. “I want you to. I want you to cum all over my face.”
The man groaned and then he groaned again. “Oh fuck,” he groaned.
He was cumming. He was cumming all over her face.
Ha, Robin thought. Let the psycho bitch deal with that. Jake belonged to her now and there was nothing that the psycho bitch could do about that.