That's all you get !

Part 4

As ashamed as I am to admit it, I did indeed orally service Ambers' precious pussy as per her command, lapping and sucking until all of Josh's copious come had been cleaned from her creamy cunny and into my gagging gullet.  Finally, with their co-mingled sex juices licked clean and swallowed, I tried to make some moves to work my way up Ambers' body.  I felt I was due a reward for all my dedicated service, and was ready to ask Amber if I could go wash my face so we could enjoy some time together when her palm suddenly slapped down on top of my head to keep me at the level of her waist.

"Whoa there Johnny boy, where do you think you're going?"  When I explained my hopes for some intimate time together with her, Amber laughed as she looked down at my glistening face before she spoke: "Listen up, douche bag, you just fulfilled your function, and that's the closest you'll be getting to any kind of intimacy with me, ha ha ha!  I get my lovin' from a real man like Josh, a douche bag like you should be grateful to perform the function your nickname implies, and thank me for the privilege because that's all you'll get!"

Just then the phone rang, and as she answered it I reflected on the sad reality reflected in Ambers' comments, wallowing in self-pity as I mentally moaned that things couldn't get any worse for me.  As if to prove me wrong, I became aware from Amber's side of the phone conversation that it was Josh calling to say he had left his travel pouch that had some stuff in it he needed.  "No prob honey, I'll send the wimp over to your place with it on the double.  He just finished eatin' out all of your super spunk from my cunny anyway so he should be all charged up and raring to go, ha ha!"

After Amber hung up I remembered that my car was in the shop and when she mentioned that Josh lived across town I explained that my lack of transportation meant that he'd have to wait until the next day when I picked up my car from the shop.  "No way, loser, he said he needs it for the morning so I told Josh I'm sending you over with his travel bag, and you're going!  I'd make you walk but that'd take too long and Josh said he's going to bed soon, so you can use my bike, it's in the hallway.  Now move!" she said as she gave me a slip of paper with Josh's address along with the travel pouch, and a shove.

My past experience with Amber taught me well enough to recognize that when she got assertive like this I knew better than to try to argue with her, so just I rushed to put my jacket on and hustled out the door.  When I got in the hall, however, my heart sank as I saw her bright pink woman's bike with frilly tassles coming from the handlebars.  Realizing my embarrassment wouldn't matter to Amber, I hoped that it was late enough that no one would see me riding this effeminate bicycle as I wheeled it out the door.

Pedaling as fast as I could, I was relieved when I finally got to the address on the paper Amber had given me and rang the house bell.  When no one came to the door after a minute or so I rang the bell again as I started to panic.  I knew I had the right address, I even saw the Joshua first name on the mailbox nameplate, and I shuddered in fear as I feared he might have already gone to sleep.  I knew that he would have heard the bell the previous times I rang it if he were awake, and I didn't doubt for a minute that Josh would really kick my ass if I kept ringing the bell until I woke him up.  Amber had said that Josh mentioned he needed something from his forgotten bag for the morning, so with a sad sense of resignation I got down on my hands and knees and laid down on his front doorstep.

With a sad sense of self-deprecation I reflected on how appropriate my position was as I curled up on the front doormat to await Master Josh's departure so that I could fulfill my mission and give him his travel pouch, wondering what valuable thing could be inside that was so important to Josh that he needed it brought right over like this.  I got practically no sleep in the cold night air, and it was just after daylight when the door suddenly swung open and I looked up at Joshs' angry face.

"Heh!  Good thing you're here, wimp, but you should'a been here last night before I went to bed, jackass!" Josh said as he reached down and snatched his overnight pouch from me.  Opening it, he reached in and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter.  "Yeah, call me superstitious but I always think it's good luck to use my souvenir lighter to light my first cigarette of the day!" he said as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.  Well!  I wouldn't call him superstitious, but I could think of numerous other things I could call the inconsiderate, selfish, conceited, self-centered, thoughtless jerk that he was!

Seeing my disheveled condition, I thought Josh would at least have the decency to let me come in to wash up after spending the night on his doorstep, but with his typical thoughtless arrogance he simply told me to get lost without even a thank you.  As I pedaled back to Ambers' place I became a rolling joke for all the school kids on their way to school, and I just lowered my head and rode on as I tried to block out the jeers and insults.  Suddenly SPLAT! I felt an explosion on my thigh and looking down I realized I had been hit with an egg!  As another hit my side I redoubled my pedaling effort and  thought, is there no bottom to my degradation?

As I hunkered down over the handlebars and pedaled as fast as I could while the taunts from the school kids alternated with the thrown eggs that splattered against my body and Ambers' bike, my biggest concern was how angry Amber would be when I  made it back to her.  Sure enough, when I finally got back to Ambers' place and pulled into her driveway she strode out the front door looking really steamed.  "About time you got back, douche bag, and look at what you did to my bike!"  I Started to explain but was cut short by a powerful slap that almost knocked me off the bike - WHAP!

Blubbering my apologies, Amber interrupted me impatiently and ordered me to get a bucket and some cleaning supplies from her garage to clean the egg splatters off her bike.  "And while you're at it shine up the chrome fenders and use the leather treatment on the seat, and so on.  In short, that bike better look brand new when you're finished or I'll tell Josh to kick your ass, understand?"  This was outrageous!  Here I had gone off on an errand to satisfy her stud boyfriend's petty whim, ended up camping out on his doorstep out of consideration so as not to disturb him (without even getting a thank you!) and to show my devotion to her, ridiculing myself and ruining my clothes from an egg pelting on her feminine bike in the process, only to be treated like I did something wrong on my return and threatened with a beating from the big lover lummox!  Yet when I spoke, my familiar compliant attitude towards Amber surfaced again: "su...sure, Amber, I understand and I'm really sorry, I'll do it, I will, right away...." as I rode over to the garage, still wearing my ruined clothes, to start cleaning the bike.

Working diligently to get all the egg and other dirt off the bike, I reflected on how my situation with Amber had changed since we met.  Sure, I was eager to please her and very obedient to do whatever she wanted from the beginning, but I had thought that in time we would become more intimate and develop a mutually caring relationship.  Instead Amber seemed to see me more and more as a servant and less and less as a boyfriend, cutting off my appeals for better options in our encounters with her cursed phrase: "That's all you get!"  And yet I remained committed to our relationship, seeing my poor treatment by her and her stupid stud as an ordeal that I needed to weather to get to the other side where Josh the jerk jilts her and Amber finally sees me for the caring, loving partner she really wants!

I ended up calling in sick to work because I had to spend so much time on cleaning her bike, and when Amber found this out she simply took it for granted that I would now be able to spend my day off serving her desires.  "Alright, the bike looks good, now get home and clean yourself up and get right back here.  I wanna give Josh a surprise gift for all the pleasure he's been giving me with the heavy duty loving, so since you've got the day off I'm gonna take you to his place and you're gonna clean it up real nice, k?"  I had my own things I'd planned to do once I realized I'd be late for work and decided to take the day off, and I hesitantly told Amber.  "What?  I thought you were devoted to me and all that kinda stuff you're always saying.  So, you won't help me prepare this surprise for Josh, ok fine, I'll do it myself.  Get lost, douche bag, and don't expect to be living up to that name again!"

Oh no, Amber was angry with me!  I quickly apologized, assuring Amber that I could put off my other obligations and chores, that she truly was the most important thing in my life and that I'd be honored to serve her desires in any way I could.  Seeing her angry expression fade and her smile slowly broaden made my spirits soar, and I raced home to get cleaned up and change clothes so that I could return and be available for Ambers' benefit.  Thoughts kept popping up in my head about how Amber was just using me and how I would be supporting a relationship Amber was having with another guy which was in direct competition with mine, and that I was reduced to only serving Amber as her human douche bag with no promise of anything more, but I pushed them all aside.  My only thought was pleasing Amber, and I had to admit that her conceited, selfish attitude was kind of a turn on to me.  In time, I hoped that  Amber and I could develop a deep level of intimacy and caring that would allow me to be candid about my arousal at her self centered behaviors so that we could work it into a wonderful, if not exactly standard, sexually sweet connection!  Sure, I just had to bide my time, and accept that for now this was "all I would get!"