I am sixteen years old, my father is keen that I earn some money of my own, I'm not. I do get an allowance but it's a bit pathetic, especially when I find out what my girlfriends are getting. To start with I put up the objection that I don't know how to do anything and I'm not working in a shop as a Saturday girl and having to serve my friends. How embarrassing would that be? In the end my father says, you're going to baby sit for the people we know, goodness knows there are enough of them, your mother can speak to people and make it known. I'm annoyed but there isn't much choice.

My fantasy.

My mother tells me that I have to babysit for Mrs. Abbot on Friday night, sigh. I know them of course, Mr. Abbot is a friend of my father, they do business together, play golf sometimes etc. It's annoying because they have a son my age, a daughter a little younger and then there's the toddler, but why aren't they looking after her? I have to go and do it.

Friday comes round and I get ready. I'm wearing a knee length pleated, blue skirt, a white blouse, white cotton panties, no nylons and flat, ballerina style shoes. I have just a very light touch of pale pink lipstick and some mascara. My mother drops me off at the house and says that the Abbots will make sure I get home alright. Mrs. Abbot shows me everything I need to know, the house is going to be empty except for me and my charge. They're all enjoying themselves while I have to work. Mr. Abbot says hello, but otherwise he's silent. If he smiled a bit he might be quite handsome in an older man kind of way, but he looks rather grim, a bit forbidding. He must be about 45, while his wife has to be 10 years younger.

The time passes and nothing happens, it's boring but at least my charge isn't a nuisance. They return and Mrs. Abbot pays me, she says Mr. Abbot will drive me home, I don't mind, either that or a cab, it doesn't make any difference to me. We get into their car, he's silent which is a little intimidating, he's not very friendly. We turn into my road, about halfway to my house is a very large oak tree, it overhangs the road. For some reason Mr. Abbot parked the car right under the tree, I thought, that's a little odd, but never mind, it's not far.

I started to say goodnight when he suddenly grabbed me by the hair, I flinched and tried to pull away but he was far too strong. He pulled my head down towards him, pulling my face down towards his trousers. At the same time I could see him fiddling with the front of them, I protested, he said, shut the fuck up bitch. I was in shock, I didn't know what was happening. Then I saw his cock in his hand, it was hard. He pulled my face down and rubbed his hard cock over it. He kept a very firm grip on my hair, I couldn't move away. I was saying, please don't, please don't, but his cock seemed to get even harder. He shouted very gruffly, open your fucking mouth, when I didn't, he shouted it again, open your fucking mouth bitch. He pulled even harder on my hair and I opened my mouth, he pushed his cock into it. Then he growled at me, suck it bitch. I was shocked, Mr. Abbot, the middle aged friend of my father, shoving his hard cock in my mouth, calling me a bitch. Because I didn't automatically obey him he started to raise his hips, fucking my mouth with his hard cock. He shouted again for me to suck it, I was frightened, so I started to suck.

I worked my mouth up and down his cock, I didn't lick, I just sucked and moved a couple of inches of his cock in and out of my mouth as I did so. He grunted and said, that's it bitch, good little bitch. I just worked on his cock like that, after a while I could taste something, there was some liquid coating the head of his cock and my tongue. There wasn't very much of it but it tasted....nice. I could feel myself blushing, I was being forced to suck cock and I was starting to like this taste, it was sweet. I couldn't help it, I wanted more, I noticed that concentrating on the head of his cock, running my lips over it, lapping at it with my little pink tongue brought out more of this sweet liquid. I swallowed it, it made me feel good. Then the taste, texture and quantity changed, spurts of thick, salty, almost chemical tasting sperm, I got a strong, heady, aroma of, almost bleach. He grunted really loudly while he was spurting into my teen mouth, he shouted, swallow it you young bitch. I did as he ordered me, swallowing this thick, salty, lumpy, creamy liquid. There was a lot of it. I kept working my mouth and tongue while I swallowed, I wanted to stop him from being angry. The spurts died down and stopped, I still nursed on his cock, it was important to please him.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me back into my seat, he put his cock away and got out his wallet. He got a twenty pound note out and rolled it tightly. He made me flinch again as he wrenched up my pleated skirt and pulled my white cotton panties out and down at the front. He could see my young cunt, he pushed the rolled note into the groove of my cunt, I could feel it stroke my clit as he put it in place, then he let my panties back with a snap. He didn't even look at me, he said, next time, a shorter skirt, high heels and some makeup, bitch.

I got out of the car and walked home, I could feel the note moving against my little clit as I walked, I was being masturbated by his money and I was getting wet. I went up to my room, I thought about how this older, powerful man had just assumed he could shove his cock into my young mouth and cum in it. That he could call me a bitch, threaten me, rape my mouth and push money almost into my cunt. I realised how powerful men are because he had done all that and I had sucked the sperm out of his cock and swallowed it, he'd paid me, turned me into his whore and I had just accepted that treatment. Not just that but my cunt was wet, my mouth tasted of his sperm and.....I liked it.