Cassie's weekend

"Oh, you piece a shit!  Don’t stop now."  Cassie yelled at nobody as she pounded her hands on the steering wheel.  The car was slowing down, smoke was pouring out of the hood.  She needed to get over and quickly. 

As she maneuvered the car off to the side of the road, Cassie’s nerves were just about shot.

This can’t be happening she thought to herself.  She had just had a wonderful weekend with Michael.  And even as she thought about him a small smile did cross her face.

Michael was one of her current boyfriends.  He was tall, 6’1”, the most beautiful strawberry blonde hair, but his most striking feature was his pale green eyes.  They melted Cassie every time she looked at him.  Michael could get her to do anything with just one look.  His jaw line was strong.  A thin body, but what he could do with the snake between his legs made Cassie all juicy just thinking about it.  The boy could fuck, that’s for sure.  His only draw back was his immaturity.  Michael may have been 27 but he acted like a teenager sometimes.  It was hard for Cassie to keep him focused on certain tasks at certain times. 

As she turned off the car and was gathering her things, her thoughts turned to a few hours ago.  They said their goodbyes but Michael seemed preoccupied.  The kiss was not the normal.  The sex all weekend long was wonderful.  The boy could please her.  But when they parted something was wrong.  She could sense it in him.  Little did she know she would find out soon enough.

Dammit!  It’s 10 o’clock at night.  What the hell am I supposed to do?

Cassie looked at her cell phone.  She didn’t have much power left.  She would have to make the most of her calls.  Especially being on this highway. 

Cassie met Michael about a year ago.  It was lust at first sight.  Cassie was at the bar with her girlfriends, playing pool, drinking beer, and hustling all the hunters coming into the bar.  Cassie made good money.  She always went home with more than she came with.  And the men never seemed to even know they were being hustled by a woman.  That was the part she liked best.  Taking there money, satisfying her desires, and they were more than willing to let it happen. 

But one night, Cassie was doing her thing, having a blast when all of a sudden she felt her arm being tugged on, and she whips around to see him standing right in front of her.  Without warning and before she could say a word, this guy leans her back and kisses her for what seemed like an eternity.  The kiss was powerful, passionate, perfect.  She’s been sleeping with Michael ever since.

But here she was.  Stranded in Canada at night with a pocket full of cash and no vehicle to get her to Scott.  Shit, she thought.  He’ll be calling too.  Wondering where she is.  She can’t think about that now.  She has got to get to a service station.

But here she was on highway 401.  This is one of the least traveled roads in Canada at night.

I guess I’ll just wait and see if anyone comes by.

As she sat on the trunk of her car, waiting for someone to come by, thoughts began to wonder through her head.

Michael.  The immature fuck.  Michael was always the rough one.  His sex was always hard and painful.  Michael introduced Cassie to the secret world of bondage.
Scott.  Mmm, she thought.  Now here’s a man that you marry.  Successful, Jewish, and always took his time in the bedroom.  Scott was not freaky either.  He liked his sex only certain ways.  Cassie tried to get him to be a little bit more adventurous but he wasn’t that kind of guy.  The only reason she stayed with him was because he was soft and sensuous, and yes he had a way of satisfying her.

Cassie’s thoughts were interrupted when she heard her cell phone ring.

Hello?

Hi Penny.  What are you doing calling me so late?

As Penny continued to talk, Cassie just listened.  She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

Yes, I’m here.  Penny, I’ll call you back later, tomorrow.  Thanks for the heads up.  I’ll take care of it.  I gotta go.  I’ll talk to you tomorrow.  Bye.

Cassie hung up the phone.  Her heart sank.  Her heart sank so far, it never regained its proper position ever again.  She was devastated.  She knew her and Michael would never last, but she never saw this coming.  She never thought it would end like this.  Cassie immediately started planning for next weekend.  He will never be the same.  And neither will Cassie.

She had to get out of here.

DAMMIT!  Cassie was yelling.  She was pacing around the vehicle. 
Son of a bitch!  Oh, you stupid mutherfucker!  Cassie’s anger started to get to her.  Without warning, she screamed at the top of her lungs.  And immediately afterward, started crying, sobbing.  She couldn’t stop.  She also didn’t notice the vehicle pulling behind her car.

Cassie was sitting on the ground, her knees up, her head touching her knees, crying when she heard the voice.

Ma’am?  You ok?

Oh!  You startled me.  I didn’t see you pull in.  Cassie immediately stopped crying.  She jumped to her feet.  She tried to fix her self up a little.  Wipe her tears.

Whatever it is, ma’am, I’m sure it’s not that bad.  We’ll get you taken care of.  No need to cry.

No, no, oh, you think I was crying over the car, oh, no.  It’s ok.  I need to get to a service station so they can come tow my car and fix it.  Can you take me to one?

Ma’am, there are no service stations open on this highway anymore.  Can we take you someplace else?

Oh shit, Cassie thought to her self, here it comes.  Don’t you mean can we take you someplace warm, fuck you, and then drop you back off, she thought in her head.  Cassie’s been on the streets too long not to know how this plays out.

I have no money with me, so I need a hotel or something that will take credit cards.  Preferably close to a service station.  Cassie knew to hide her money well, especially traveling through Canada.  She hoped this was enough to get them to back off.  Oh, shit, she thought, as she looked at the car.  There were more than two of them.  Oh jeezus, I’m really not in the mood for this shit right now, she thought.

That’s ok Ma’am, we live just up the road.  The service station is a little beyond that.  They open at 8 in the morning.  We’ll take you to the house, get you something to eat, a warm bed, and take you to Gus in the morning. 

Oh great.  There it is.  I told you!

Oh, thank you sir, that would be wonderful.  I am a little hungry.  Let me gather my things.

As Cassie went back to the car, she realized no one knew where she was.  Well, it’s not like this is the first time!  For a moment, Cassie thought about her options.  Sit in the car, locked, freezing or go with these gabronie’s and see what happens.  They seem nice enough.  And for the most part, as long as you don’t hurt them, let them have a little fun, they are harmless.

Cassie grabbed the rest of her things and headed to the other car.  Three guys in the back, and two guys in the front.  She was escorted to sit in the front seat.  Right between the two men.

As they started off, Cassie was introduced to everyone.

My name’s John, next to you there is Mikey, and in the back is Hotdog, Jake and Charlie.

Cassie looked at each one and said hello.  My name’s Cassie.  I really appreciate this very much.  If there is anyway I can repay you…  Oh Christ, girl, what the hell did you say that for? 

The boys in the back made there sounds and comments.  John remained quiet.

It’s ok Ma’am, you don’t want to be on that highway at night.

Within 5 minutes we were turning off the highway.

So why do you call him Hotdog?

The boys started laughing.  One of them said, Go ahead, paw, tell her.

Charlie, mind your manners.

Cassie really hadn’t gotten a good look at any of them.  But apparently John was the father?  Of all of them?

Very shortly, they were pulling into a long driveway, with a huge house at the end.  Oh great, Cassie thought, another house in the middle of nowhere.

Ok, well, whatever happens, happens.  Just stay alive woman!

Hotdog started making sounds and clapping his hands.  John announced that we had arrived.

Cassie knew the routine.  She had put herself in these positions many times.  As she was escorted out of the driver side, she finally got a closer look at the one they called Paw.  She also saw what the other men looked like.  They were no different in age, other than Hotdog.  He was definitely a few years younger.  He looked like he could have been John’s son.  As she was looking at them, measuring up the scenario, they went to the trunk to pull her things out.  Cassie was escorted the whole way by John.  Which she thought quite odd.

They reached the house.  Cassie was let in.  John showed her to her room upstairs.  He carried her things the whole way.

Here ya go, Ms. Cassie.  If you’d like to freshen up, the bathroom’s over there.  We’ll be down in the kitchen russlin up some food.  Come on down and join us, if you’d like.

Thank you John.  Cassie felt like she was in a different time era.  He talked a little funny, Canadian and all, but it was more than that.  She felt so out of place, but still on her toes.

Cassie did need to freshen up.  She had almost forgotten about Michael.  And Scott.  Oh shit, she needed to call Scott.

Voicemail.  Great!
Hey baby, it’s me.  Listen, the car broke down.  I’m safe.  But I won’t get back to town till tomorrow afternoon.  I’ll call you in the morning. Luv ya!

Ok, that one’s done. 

Cassie got cleaned up and changed.  As she was undressing, there was a knock on the door.

Ms. Cassie, its Jake.  John wanted me to let you know there is food ready for you.

Thank you, Jake, I’ll be down in a moment.

I swear, girlfriend, you get yourself into more pickles than the pickle factory!

As Cassie approached the kitchen, she could hear talking.  It sounded like they were all riled up.  She heard John’s voice.

I’m telling you, boys, you all stay away from that young lady!  Ya hear me?

Cassie entered the kitchen.  Everyone stopped talking.  The moment of silence was awkward.

John was the first to speak.

Ma’am, there’s plenty of fixin’s for a sandwich, grab a plate and help yourself.

Thank you.

Cassie sat down.  She felt very uneasy.  But started eating her sandwich.

John sat next to her on the left side.  Jake sat on her right.  Hotdog, Charlie and Mikey sat at the other side.  Conversation was light.  Where are you from, what are you doing here, how did you get stuck.  Cassie answered their questions, without giving too much detail.

Now it was Cassie’s turn.

So are you guys family?

The boys laughed and snickered.

John answered the question.

No Ma’am.  Ya see, my wife passed away a few years back.  Jake and Charlie are brothers, but they just work for me.  So does Mike.  And well, Hotdog here, well, he just happened upon us one day.  So we took him in.

Cassie started cleaning up the kitchen and the food, listening to John tell his story.  Cassie was fascinated with him.  There was something about him that intrigued her.  But she remained cautious.

Thank you very much all of you for your hospitality.  I’m going to go to bed.  What time shall we leave in the morning to get my car to the service station?  I need to get going as soon as possible.  I am going to be missing class tomorrow.

Well, Ms. Cassie, we are up bright and early taking care of things around here, so whenever you are ready I’ll take you to go see Gus.

Ok, thank you.  Good night guys.




As Cassie lay in bed, her thoughts started drifting.  First it was John.  To be so good looking and not have a woman in your life.  What a shame?  Then she remembered Michael.  She started thinking about how to get even with him.  See, Cassie is not a woman you want to piss off like that.  Michael knows better.  He’s seen that side of her, once.  Michael had never seen Cassie so angry before. 

They were at the bar on a Friday night.  Cassie was doing her thing with the out of towners.  Her and Michael would split whatever she made.  A group of white collars from Buffalo showed up one day.  They were drinking and having fun.  Michael would challenge them first, lose the game, and then Cassie would play.  She’d lose the first one, ask them to play again, and then lose the second game.  Cassie would flirt and then ask them to play again, one more time.  Only this time, she’d put a 20 on the table.  They suckered up every time.  And everytime she played that man a third time, she’d be 20 dollars richer.  And one by one, they would challenge her.

This one night, she was doing good, had already made over 100 bucks.  Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the local tramp messin with her man.  She could tell Michael was telling her no, but she wasn’t listening.  Cassie took a shot of her vodka, went over to the man she was playing with, handed him her stick, kissed him on the mouth and said, “I’ll be right back, sugar.”

She went right over to that tramp, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her right outside!  One punch from Cassie and the bitch went down, and down hard!  What Cassie did next so was vulgar, that everyone inside did nothing to stop, they couldn’t.  They stopped right in their tracks.  Cassie put her knees right on top of that tramps arms, held her down.  Cassie pulled up her skirt, pulled her panties aside, and pissed right in her face!  The patrons couldn’t believe their eyes.  When Cassie was done, she got up, pulled the tramp up and said to her, “Next time you wanna mess with my man, I strongly suggest you think twice.  And if I ever see you in MY bar again, I will kill you.  Do you understand?”  Cassie didn’t give her time to answer.  She pushed that tramp so hard, she fell back down in the snow.  Face first.  Cassie turned and headed back to the bar.  She walked right up to Michael, grabbed his crotch, enough to feel the pain, and said, “Baby, the next time you need help, you just let me know.”  And kissed him.  When she let go, Michael had a hard time catching his breath.


Cassie was drifting off to sleep when she heard a knock on the door.  Was she dreaming?  They knocked again. 

Ms. Cassie, its John, are you awake?  Cassie looked at the clock on the dresser.  It’s after midnight.  Don’t these boys sleep?

I’m awake John.  Is something wrong?

Uh, no ma’am.  The guys wanted me to ask you if you wanted to play a game of poker with us.

Cassie got up and answered the door.  The look on John’s face was priceless. 

All right, John, if we’re gonna do this, let’s get it over and done with.  Cassie opened the door wearing only her underwear.  John immediately looked away, blushing nonetheless.  Cassie saw the bulge in his jeans though.  He wasn’t hiding that.

She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in, locking the door behind him. 

Ms. Cassie, please! 

Oh don’t Ms. Cassie me.  Don’t you think I’m sexy?  She made him look at her, standing there.  His bulge was getting bigger, certainly making him uncomfortable.

Quite the opposite.  I think you are absolutely beautiful!

Then what’s the problem?  Don’t you want me?

Cassie, you’re so young.  I can’t.

With that Cassie kissed him.  He was a little reluctant, but eventually he gave in.  With her playing with his privates, it made it easier.  Cassie maneuvered him to the bed.  She pushed him down.  He may have been her senior, but she certainly was more experienced. 

Little by little he loosened up.  He was still shy, but she knew what to do.

Cassie straddled his hips, leaned down and kissed him again.  This time he kissed back.  The passion was building.  She could tell.  Cassie started unbuttoning his shirt. One button at a time.  Little by little revealing his chest.  When all the buttons were done, she peeled back his shirt.  She started kissing him, testing him, seeing how far she could go.  Would he stop her or let her continue.  Cassie continued.  She could feel the movement in his pants.  She kissed his nipple.  He shuddered.  And more movement in his pants.  Mmm, Cassie thought.  This one will explode quickly.  She teased each nipple, kissing, sucking, arousing.  He was ready.  She moved down to his pants.  Undid the buckle.  Opened the button, and slowly pulled down his zipper.  He was mesmerized.  Watching her every move.  He lifted his hips, she removed only the jeans.  Oh baby!  She was pleasantly pleased with the size of his tool.  His boxer’s were still on, but she bent down closer.  She could smell him.  He smelled wonderful.  She teased him and all he could do was watch.  Watch this beautiful woman tease and smell and flirt and taste him.  His boxer’s were getting wet from her tongue.  Soon.  She teased some more.  When she was ready, she removed his boxers.  Oh my god!  This guy was going to hurt her to be sure, but at this point she didn’t care.  She wanted him as much as he wanted her.  She could feel his hips moving, little thrusts up to meet her.  Slowly she placed her mouth at his tip.  He jumped.  How long has it been?  Just her lips touched him.  Soft, teasing.  He was so hard.  He had to be hurting.  Little by little, she went down on him.  She could hear the sounds he was making.  She glanced up.  His eyes were closed.  He was hers now!  It didn’t take long from here.  Cassie was certainly experienced enough to know how to tease, how to please, when to be gentle, when to be rough.  Within moments he came.  He came so hard, she cold barely swallow all of him.  If she’s lucky he’ll stay hard.  Cum was dripping from her chin.  His orgasm was intense, to say the least.  And she was right, he stayed hard.  He tried to recover quicker than he should have, but she pushed him back down.  She wanted him inside her and he was not leaving till he felt her insides.  He tried to get up again, she pushed him back down.

John, let me please you.  Let me show you what I can do.

Cassie, no, this is wrong.  There are things you don’t know. 

Cassie was not taking no for an answer.  She removed her panties and positioned herself on him.  She rubbed her pussy up and down on his cock.  He was still hard.  With one quick movement, Cassie was now on her back and looking into the eyes of a man she had just met.  The look on his face frightened her.

He went from being this gentle man to the look of a monster.  Cassie, you have to stop!  You don’t know what you are doing. 

Oh, I think I know what I’m doing.  Fuck me, John.  Fuck me hard.  Fuck me till I cum.

His lust and greed gave in.  With one movement he entered her and entered hard.  Cassie gasped for a breath.  He was fucking her.  His hips were fast.  He was building again.  And she was in pain.  With every thrust forward, she gasped.  He was so deep in her and she loved it.  He was fucking her with all his body.  He could feel her tightening and knew she was close.  Their bodies were moving as one.  It was time.  With one last thrust, harder than all the rest, she screamed, he stopped moving and stayed inside her.  She burst, pulling him closer.  Don’t move.  The two of them stayed that way for what seemed like forever.  He felt her wetness all over his groin.  He looked at her.  He had lust and hatred for her all at the same time.  She looked at him.  She was satisfied, but saw the look in his eyes.  She knew.  She had seen that look before.  She smiled at him, neither one moving yet.  He loosened his grip.  He relaxed and did a small smile back at her. 

There was a pounding on the door.

Get dressed! Now!

Cassie knew the voice.  She had heard it before.  She did as she was told.