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This is you: What is your name?
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What is your sirname?
<<textbox "$lane" "Lane">>
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This is your friend: What is her name?
<<textbox "$ang" "Angelina">>
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This is your boss: What is his name?
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<<textbox "$sBoss" "Yahshua">>
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<<nm "Ray" "Good evening Ms. $lane. I'm detective Ray Porter, I'll be conducting your interview today.">>
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Your court-appointed lawyer clears her throat and addresses the detective.
<<nm "Nat" "Detective, my client has been through a lot in the last several days. Is this really necessary?">>
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<<nm "Ray" "I'm afraid it is. I know that your client is the one that informed us of the auction but we have multiple witnesses saying that before tonight, she was a willing participant in the actions of one $boss $sBoss.">>
You desperately want to disagree, to tell him that you had no idea what was going on in that place. You think of $ang and feel your throat close up.
<<nm "Ang" "Please! Please I'm sorry $name! Help me! Please!">>
You wipe a tear from your eye at the pain and shame of that memory.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Intro 3">><</click>></span> <<nm "Ray" "Your client could be in a lot of trouble here, and not just with us. She was seen at the auction by one of the staff as she called 911, we have him confined on his own for now but we can't keep him isolated forever. It's only a matter of time until everyone at that auction knows who's to blame for their current legal issues.">>
<<nm "Nat" "Are you threatening my client deceptive!?">>
He sighs and rubs his eyes with the heel of his hands.
<<nm "Ray" "I'm not threatening anybody. I'm explaining the situation to you. <br><br>The way I see it your client has 2 options in front of her, go to jail for her part in this, with a whole bunch of people that are very angry with her. Or turn states evidence and hope she has enough to get herself into witsce.">>
You feel a quiet tension in the room as the detective and your lawyer stare off.
After a few long moments, the detective clears his throat and stands up.
<<nm "Ray" "I'll give you a moment to talk it over with your client.">>
Once the detective is gone she waits for a beat before turning to face you.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Intro 4">><</click>></span> <<nm "Nat" "Do you think you have enough to put these bastards away?">>
<<nm "You" "You think I should do what he said?">>
<<nm "Nat" "I think he was right. I looked at what they have on you before I came in. They may go easy on you for what you did tonight but you're looking at 3 years minimum. That's if you get lucky with the judge. Given the kinds of people you pissed off tonight that might as well be a death sentence.">>
She pauses on that to let the weight of her words sink in. You feel like you might be sick.
<<nm "Nat" ". . .Do you have enough?">>
<<nm "You" "I-I don't know, maybe?">>
<<nm "Nat" "Ms. $lane, this really isn’t the time for maybe.">>
<<nm "You" "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be difficult I genuinely don't know. I saw a lot of crazy shit in this past year but I don't know how much of it's useful.">>
<<nm "Nat" "OK, that's OK, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to tell the cops that you intend to cooperate but that you need the night to recover. They'll put you in a private cell and I'll give you a pen and a legal pad. <br><br>You need to write down everything that happened from the start.">>
<<nm "You" "Everything?">>
<<nm "Nat" "Everything, if they catch you in even one lie that's it, so even if you have to admit to crimes that you've committed, do it. They don't care about you, you're just bait. I'll come back first thing tomorrow and look it over before we hand it to the cops">>
You feel tears begin to sting at the corners of your eyes just at the thought of having to relive this last year. You know you have no other options, and if there's one thing this year has proven it's that you're a survivor. You nod.
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30 minutes later you find yourself in a small one-person cell with a bed, a toilet, a small desk and the promised pen and paper.
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You sit on the bed and lean over the desk, your hand trembles when you pick up the pen and you have to fight back a spike of panic and revulsion as you start to recount your story.
[[Continue|]]<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 1">><</click>></span> My mom died 4 months before my 18th birthday. It was a bitter-sweet day for me. I loved my mom of course but the last 2 years of her life had been hard on both of us.
Mom was in a lot of pain and was so doped up for the last 6 months of her life that she might as well have been dead already.
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And for me, as much as I hate to admit it I had grown to resent my mom by the end.
You see I was talented (really I was a naive little bitch, I was a big deal in a shitty little mud hole and I thought that made me special), far too talented to be stuck in that dying little town. I wanted to be an actress and a model. Everyone agreed I had what it took to make it but that couldn't happen for me while I needed to stay in my little town taking care of my mom.
But then I was free.
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Over the next couple of months, I buried mom and once the medical expenses were taken care of I had almost 30 grand to start my dream (God it seemed like all the money in the world at the time).
I decided I would move to New York, all my friends thought I'd go to LA to make it big but everyone knows that New York is where the real talented people go. I wasn’t going to be one of those LA posers, I was going to be a real actress.
So I packed up my things and set off in search of fame and fortune.
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My first month in New Your was hard, I didn't get discovered in my first week the way I'd expected to but of course, I knew it was just a matter of time before someone saw me for the star I was.
On all the auditions I went to, they kept asking me about previous experience. Like I was applying for some office job. How could they not see it? I didn't need experience I was already a star they just needed to realize that!
Getting frustrated with the casting director's foolishness I decided to wait on becoming a famous actor and decided that I'd start out with the easier of my two dreams and become a famous model.
By the end of my second month, I somehow hadn't been offered a single modeling job. I couldn't believe it. They had all said that I wasn't tall enough to be a runway model and that I didn't have the curves needed to be a glamour model (I genuinely couldn’t believe it, it was like people telling me I was from Mars, I couldn’t understand how they didn't see how amazing I was.).
I looked at my slowly dwindling stack of cash.
<<nm "You" "Well I can't make myself taller but, I can get those curves they were talking about?">>
I chewed my lip and wondered about this being a good idea for a good week. This was all the money I had in the world after all I might need to make it last for a while.
Then one day I shook my head and slapped myself on the wrist.
<<nm "You" "No! You can't start thinking like that. This is an investment in your future! If you spend this money now you can make ten times as much!">>
That same day I started calling around local clinics until I found one I liked and within the week I was going under the knife.
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I loved my new boobs. I had always been most popular with the boys back home for my tight ass but if they could see me now they'd be drooling over every inch of me.
I laughed thinking that with a body like this I was going to be running this town in a week (God I was a cunt).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 4">><</click>></span> It all started to turn at my first modeling audition after my surgery.
It was at this shitty little office on the East side. You might think that would have given me pause but you'd be surprised by the kind of crappy offices you go to as an auditioning model.
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In the waiting room I look around, almost all the other girls there had big fake tits like me but I smiled to myself just knowing that none of them had the it factor like I did.
It was almost an hour of excitedly waiting for my big break before finally, the door opens and they call my name.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 5">><</click>></span>I was so pissed off at that bastard laughing at my dream that I took the last of my money and paid for real professional headshots.
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I even enrolled in a local acting school. I was so determined that I paid for the full year in advance.
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After I paid that month's rent, that was it. All the money I got after my mom died was gone.
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<<nm "Saul" "$name $lane?">>
I smiled at him, despite what he looked like I just knew that he was the one that was going to give my first big break.(If I only fucking knew).
<<nm "You" "That's me!">>
<<nm "Saul" "Well I gotta say $name, you are the finest piece of ass I've seen all day.">>
<<nm "You" "Haha! I know.">>
<<nm "Saul" "Haha! And she's confident, I like that. <br><br>Listen $name, the contract we're offering today doesn’t fit you. They're looking for more of the girl next door type and you don't look like a good girl to me. I do have another gig I think you'd be perfect for if you're interested?">>
I could just feel it in my bones, this was it. Years from now when I'm on the late show I'd be telling them about how I got my big break in a dingy little office "Haha! We all have to get our start somewhere right?".
<<nm "You" "I'm very interested.">>
<<nm "Saul" "Great! I'll just need to see you topless first.">>
<<nm "You" "What?">>
<<nm "Saul" "The other gig is as topless waitress for a client of mine. Like I said I'm sure you fit the bill but I just need to make sure that your nipples aren’t pointing off in opposite directions or anything haha!">>
<<nm "You" "What? No! I can't do that! I'm going to be a famous actress as soon as this stupid fucking town realizes who I am. I can't have stories of me doing things like that going around!">>
<<nm "Saul" "Haha! Famous actress huh? That's cute. Look girl, this gig pays 400 dollars for a day's work. Don't be stupid.">>
I could feel my blood boiling. Well, we'd see who'd be laughing when he's looking up at me on the big screen.
<<nm "You" "I don't need to earn my money like that!">>
<<nm "Saul" "Really? How else have you been earning money?">>
<<nm "You" "...I- Fuck you! I don't need your disgusting job!">>
<<nm "Saul" "Fine! Then get out of my office you stuck up little bitch!">>
I wanted to say something back but I was too shocked at being spoken to like that to find words so I just stormed out.
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I was left standing for about 15 minutes before the door opened. No one stepped out but one of the guards beckoned me inside.
Inside there was a woman waiting for me. She was wearing a thin red dress and with all the work she had obviously had done she could have been anything from 25 to 50, I couldn’t tell.
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<<nm "Ang" "My name is $ang, you must be the new girl that Saul sent over?">>
<<nm "You" "I'm $name.">>
She stepped away from the wall and paced a circuit around me looking over my body and face.
<<nm "Ang" "You're here to work on the top floor?">>
<<nm "You" "Um, I guess. I'm here for the, the waitress job.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Great, follow me to the top floor.">>
She didn't even look back to see if I was keeping up, she just walked off and expected me to follow her. I was very intimidated and more than a little impressed by $ang. They did not make women like her where I was from.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 12">><</click>></span>She must have been in there with him for a while before I came because it was only a few seconds after I closed the door that I heard a loud groan from inside. Seconds after that Mr big spender walked right past me.
I looked around the door frame and saw $ang fixing her makeup in the mirror. She spotted me in the doorway and laughed.
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<<nm "Ang" "Haha! No need to be so shy. Come on in, I'm sure you want to get back into your own clothes.">>
She was right, it had been a long time since I had worn heels for so long and I was desperate to get them off. So I went in and started to get changed.
Once I was naked, and in retrospect I don't think that was an accident. $ang turned away from the mirror and looked at me.
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<<nm "Ang" "You mind stopping for a sce, we need to talk?">>
I felt uncomfortable being naked with her being fully dressed, again not an accident I'm sure.
<<nm "Ang" "Normally we don't let new girls in on this on the first night, but since you caught me I guess I'd may as well put all the cards on the table.<br><br>This floor of the building is, as you've seen, pretty tame, boobs and booze nothing too crazy. Normally I don't work on this floor but I was requested by the guest that just left. He has a thing for big blowjob lips, and mine are the biggest and blojob-est around.<br><br>We typically reserve those kinds of extras for the lower floors.">>
My head was spinning, this is exactly the kind of thing I was afraid of when I took the job.
<<nm "You" ". . .So this is a brothel?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Gentlemen's club.">>
<<nm "You" ". . .And you're a hooker?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Escort.">>
I felt sick. Those men earlier that were eye fucking me, they weren’t keeping their hands to themselves and being respectful because they were good man. They were just keeping their hands to themselves because they we're planning to come back some day and fuck me for real.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 17">><</click>></span> What could I say? He was right, I owed him money and I didn't have it.
<<nm "Land" "So you thought that if you came to the door in your slutty little outfit and showed me them new tittys, I'd get so hard that I'd forget all bout my money.">>
<<nm "You" "No I-">>
<<nm "Land" "Shut up bitch! I'm talk'n now!">>
I was scared now. No one had ever spoken to me like that in my whole life.
<<nm "Land" "You thought all you had to do was shake your tittys for me and you could get away with not pay'n me my money. Well, that ain't gonna happen. . .But, I'll make you a deal. How bout that?">>
I knew I wasn’t going to like the answer but I had to ask.
<<nm "You" "What kind of deal.">>
<<nm "Land" "Time. You say you got this new job and you can get me my money, great. But while I'm wait'n I'm gonna need something from you too, make it worth my while. Cause I could have you out on your ass before supper, and a new bitch in here by end of the day tomorrow, all I gotta do is call up the sheriff.<br><br>But maybe if I'm gonna do you a favor, you might wanna do me one in return?">>
I made up my mind then, that if he asked for sex I would call the sheriff myself. To hell with the consequences.
<<nm "You" "And what kind of a favor would you be asking for?">>
<<nm "Land" "Nothing too onerous just a little old blowjob and I'll be on my way till next week.">>
(The sickest part of it all? I was relieved. Relieved that this pervert who was twice my age only wanted a blowjob, only a blowjob. What kind of fucked up is that huh?)
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 22">><</click>></span> Anyway, Con came in one night and ordered a fourth glass of scotch, which was odd. I could usually set my witch by Con.
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<<nm "You" "A fourth glass? Are you celebrating a win or commiserating a loss?">>
<<nm "Con" "It's funny you should ask, both I guess. My divorce finally went through today.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that Con.">>
<<nm "Con" "Ah, don't be. She had been cheating on me for over a year I'm better off without her.">>
<<nm "You" "Well in that case, congratulations!">>
<<nm "Con" "Haha! Thanks. I was actually planning on celebrating by heading downstairs but I chickened out.">>
<<nm "You" "Well you should! I'm sure that there are plenty of girls down there that would love to show you a good time, make you forget all about that wife of yours.">>
I didn't really want Con to go downstairs. He was a good customer and a good tipper, but we were told to always try to get as many men as possible downstairs when we could.
<<nm "Con" "I don't know, I haven’t been with anyone but my wife for 9 years. Unless?">>
<<nm "You" "Unless what?">>
<<nm "Con" "Unless, maybe, do you work downstairs?">>
I had been asked that question a hundred times by that point by a hundred different guys. I don't know why Con was different? Maybe because I felt like I kinda knew him, or maybe it's just that he was cute and vulnerable? Considering that the last guy to touch me was my landlord and he had treated me like a blow-up doll cute and vulnerable was the right kinda guy for me just then.
<<nm "You" "I don't normally but, I could make an exception? Do you know the rules of the building?">>
In my time there I'd found out that the building actually had 3 floors. The top floor was the titty bar. The ground floor had a lot of little rooms for the girls to give blowjobs to the guests in, and a basement which is where the actual sex went down.
<<nm "Con" "Oh yeah, the ground floor is fine with me. I don't think I'm ready for the basement yet.">>
<<nm "You" "That's OK. Why don't you wait here for a second and I'll just grab one of the other girls to cover my section.">>
It wasn’t a big deal to get someone to cover for me, a lot of the top floor girls would go downstairs with guests they liked every now and then so we were all used to covering for each other. I asked Jill who had been working on the top floor for 10 years, she just gave me a look but told me to go ahead.
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When I got back to Con his glass was empty and was standing by his table waiting for me.
I took a deep breath and grabbed his hand to lead him down.
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By the end of the night my jaw was aching and the muscles in my neck had gone stiff.
<<nm "Ang" "Seems like you had a good night?">>
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<<nm "You" "I made more money tonight than I did in the whole month I was here.">>
<<nm "Ang" "You actually made more money than you think. Ground floor girls get 250 a night. Judging by the smile I saw on your face, for the brief times you were out of the booths, I'm guessing that you're a ground floor girl now?">>
I paused like I was thinking about it, but I'm pretty sure I made up my mind somewhere between the second and third guy I'd sucked off.
<<nm "You" "I think I might give it a try for a while.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Yeah! I knew the second I met you that you were going to be one of my favorites!">>
She pulled me into a hug and squealed with delight. Seeing $ang that happy made me feel even better than I did when I had all those men at my mercy in the booths.
<<nm "Ang" "Alright, just one last thing to do. You gotta drop off the bosses cut to him before you can call it a night. Then you come straight back here. We're getting drunk tonight!">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 32">><</click>></span> I guess the next big thing that happened to me was about 5 weeks after I moved to the first floor. I got a call to be at work half an hour early one Saturday.
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When I got in, $boss made me and all the other girls sign a thing called a non-disclosure agreement.
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Apparently, there was going to be some big-time politician coming in and he insisted on having these contracts signed by all the staff. I thought it was odd because he had booked a private room in the basement, which meant that none of the girls on my floor would even see him, but I signed and went to get changed.
About an hour in, just as I was leaving one of the booths with some old business guy $ang approached me with an Indian girl named Avi in tow.
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<<nm "Ang" "$name there you are. I have a big favor to ask. <br><br>Do you mind covering the box tonight? That politician that we have visiting saw Avi on his way in and he just offered her big bucks to join him and his party in the basement.">>
The box was a small room at the back of the ground floor. Every night one of the girls would be tapped to be in there for the night. The box had a couple of holes in it for men to stick their dicks in and the girl would suck them off.
Normally only the more experienced girls got to work the box. The men didn't have to pay as much to get a blowjob from the box girl, but it wasn’t unusual for the box girl to suck 30 or 40 cocks on a busy night so the money was really good.
<<nm "You" "Oh wow Avi. I didn't know you worked the basement?">>
Avi was a nervous girl, she did well with a certain kind of guy but most men like their whores to be a little less shy than Avi. She had told me a few weeks before that she was a virgin so I was pretty shocked that she would agree to fuck some stranger out of the blue.
<<nm "Cece" "I don't but, it's a lot of money. Like I can cover my whole last year of college in one night.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh my God that's great! Of course, I'll cover the box for the night! Good luck!">>
Avi smiled nervously at me.
<<nm "Cece" "Thanks, I'm so nervous.">>
<<nm "Ang" "You're a lifesaver $name.">>
$ang handed me the key to the box and rushed Avi into the elevator.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 37">><</click>></span> As I was walking out the door I spotted Avi sitting on a couch outside the boss's office. She had already changed out of her work clothes, she looked like she was in pain and I could tell from her makeup that she'd been crying.
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<<nm "You" "Oh my God Avi are you OK!?">>
<<nm "Ang" "She's fine, it's been a long night for the poor thing. I'm just taking her into $boss to give him his cut, then I'm going to put her in a cab home.">>
<<nm "You" "Are you sure? Avi do you need anything.">>
Before she could answer $ang cut in.
<<nm "Ang" "$name, what she needs is to get home and into a nice warm bath.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh right of course sorry.">>
I hopped out of the way of the door and let them pass. I felt bad for Avi but just figured that she wasn’t used to sex yet. I'd heard that the first time can be really painful for some girls. I was sure that whoever bought her virginity wasn’t exactly gentle with it.
They passed me in and I tried to give Avi a reassuring smile. (That was the last time I ever saw Avi. $ang told me that since she now had enough money to cover college that she'd quit. I know better now, but God I wish I didn't).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 42">><</click>></span> Eventually, I couldn’t take the suspense anymore and I asked $boss.
<<nm "You" "Alright so what the hell is this? What am I doing here?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Haha!">>
He looked down at his watch.
<<nm "Boss" "I'm impressed, I had expected you to ask me that within 20 minutes of us getting here.">>
<<nm "You" "I'd thought I figured it out. Given that we've been here for almost 3 hours and no one has tried to fuck me yet I'm starting to get confused.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! I can see why you would be. Let me put your mind at ease, no one here is going to lay a finger on you tonight. This is, at least ostensibly, a dining club for the elite.">>
<<nm "You" "OK but what is it really?">>
<<nm "Boss" "It's a club of a different kind. I'm afraid I can't say too much more than that. We meet up twice a month to eat whatever rare delicacy these rich assholes can dream up. Then we go into a room in the back and hold a meeting for a couple of hours.">>
I thought I understood it then. I figured this was all some elaborate business meeting for high-ranking criminals to talk about their plans for world domination or whatever.
<<nm "You" "Alright, I guess that makes sense but why am I here?">>
<<nm "Boss" "2 reasons. Firstly, eye candy, makes me look good to have a girl like you on my arm. Secondly, I want to fuck you again.">>
Just hearing him say that was enough to dampen my panties.
<<nm "You" "Why me though? I thought $ang was your top girl?">>
He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
<<nm "Boss" "She was, but that last round of surgeries she got made shit of her. Have you seen her tits? They're fucking hideous now. <br><br>Requests for her have cut in half. The only guys that are interested in her anymore are ones that have a fucked up bimbo fetish. You should have seen her in her prime $name, hottest piece of ass in New York.">>
I felt worried for my friend.
<<nm "You" "So wants going to happen? Are you going to fire her?">>
His eyes drifted off to a big ornate door at the back of the room.
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<<nm "Boss" "No, not yet at least. She still has a lot of loyal customers that would be disappointed to lose her, and she's good with the less experienced girls.">>
<<nm "You" "Yeah, she's great. I don't know if I would have even come back at all after my first night if it wasn’t for $ang. So maybe you could keep her on as just a manager?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Maybe, she has been a loyal worker.">>
I felt so relieved (Stupid right, I just saved the job of a woman that was going to have me raped soon).
Suddenly a man at the front jingled a little bell and the room started to bustle.
<<nm "Boss" "Time for the meeting to begin. Leo here will watch over you until I get back.">>
He waved over his driver to come stand with me and joined the procession leaving the room.
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By the time I got home, it was past midnight and my buzz was starting to turn into a hangover while I was still awake.
I got two steps into my apartment when I suddenly tripped and fell, at least that's what I thought had happened at first. I felt the throbbing in the back of my head and wondered why the back of my head would hurt if I tripped forward?
I got an answer quickly when I felt a hand tangle in my hair and start dragging me across the floor into my bedroom.
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It was my landlord he had let himself into my apartment. When I got home he hit me over the head with something (A baseball bat I would find out later.).
I think I blacked out then because the next thing I remember I was on my bed and he was already on top of me.
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I swatted at him weakly trying to push him off but he just laughed.
<<nm "Land" "Lookie who decided to join the party. I was startn' to think I might have killed ya. I already fucked ya twice and you didn't move a hair. Haha!">>
Knowing that I was now awake to endure his torture seemed to spur him on because he started to pound into me even harder.
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<<nm "You" "Help!">>
My voice came out as a croak and the ripping pain in my throat told me that my pussy wasn’t the only hole he had been assaulting while I was unconscious.
I tried screaming again but no one could have heard me in the next room let alone the next apartment.
He laughed again seeing me struggle.
<<nm "Land" "Haha! What's the matter bitch I thought you didn't want to fuck me? Why aren’t you screaming for help huh?">>
All I could do was cry. I was weak as a kitten and couldn’t even call out to anybody for help.
He laughed again as tears streamed down my face and he thrust harder into my abused pussy.
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He suddenly stiffened and I felt his warm cum splash against the walls of my pussy.
<<nm "You" "NO! PLEASE NO!">>
It came out as barely a whisper and he laughed again as he crushed his hips against mine and dumped the last of the load into me.
Then I passed out again.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 52">><</click>></span> Once we were done he was relaxed on the couch.
<<nm "Boss" "If you're feeling ready to work again I have another one of those meetings tomorrow?">>
<<nm "You" "Will you be giving me another new dress?">>
<<nm "Boss" "I can't have you wearing anything you've worn before. What will all the rich cunts think?">>
<<nm "You" "Deal.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 57">><</click>></span> I tried to shove him back on the couch but he stopped me. He grabbed and pulled me into a deep kiss then he spun me around and shoved me hard over his desk.
<<nm "Boss" "Not tonight $name, tonight I'm taking charge.">>
And boy did he.
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He fucked me so hard that the couch got shoved most of the way back against the wall.
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He fucked me so hard that when other girls came to give over $boss's cut for the night I could hear them giggling outside at how loud we were being.
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And when he was finally done fucking me he pushed my face down on the glass table and marked me as his.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 61a">><</click>></span> I got the bath going and hopped in so I would be all soapy and glistening when my new guest arrived.
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I knew something was wrong immediately when 2 guys walked into the room instead of just one.
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One looked to be in his late forties and the other was probably in his early thirties. They were both smiling at me like wolves.
<<nm "RapO" "God damn! She's all wet and ready for us.">>
<<nm "RapY" "Hey babe you ready to play?">>
<<nm "You" "Who are you? I was told that there would only be one of you?">>
The older one started to undress and the younger one followed his lead.
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<<nm "You" "Hey! Wait! What are you doing! This isn’t what I agreed to. Put your clothes back on and get the fuck out of here!">>
I was shaking all over but I wanted to project an air of strength so they would listen to me, it didn't work. The older one stepped into the bath with me, his cock was already hard and bounced as he got in.
<<nm "RapO" "Listen bitch we paid a lot of money for you. I know you're supposed to make us work for it at the start but I told $ang I wanted you to play submissive. Are you fucking stupid! This isn’t submissive!">>
I was shaking hard now. What is happening? Did $ang do this on purpose? Why?
The other young guy stepped into the bath on my other side and placed a hand on my tit. I instinctively slapped his hand away.
<<nm "RapO" "Jesus fucking Christ!">>
The old one grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled me over face to face with him.
<<nm "RapO" "I'm not going to fucking tell you again! Submissive you dumb fucking whore! The last girl was screaming and begging the whole time it was a real turn off.">>
<<nm "RapY" "Haha! You can't have been that turned off you fucked her 3 times.">>
<<nm "RapO" "Well I had to try out all three holes didn't I?">>
He shoved me away and I lost my footing, crashing into the water. I panicked as I hit and swallowed a mouthful of soapy water.
In that moment of panic and shock I realized that I had no choice but to go along with what they wanted, that "all 3 holes" comment had me scared.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 67">><</click>></span> My asshole recovered quickly after that and work became less of a nightmare.
It was a little less than 2 weeks after my second rape that I was ready to set my plan in motion. A box arrived at my door around 9 PM with another exquisite dress for me to wear to that day's dinner party.
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I took a few minutes to rehearse what I was going to say and practice putting the right amount of pain in my voice to sound scared but not weak, $boss understood pain but respected strength.
The phone rang only twice before he picked up.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 72">><</click>></span> There was no fun or flirtation this time like there had been before.
He spat on my asshole a couple of times and stuck his cock in my ass without ceremony.
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I hissed through my teeth and tried to stand but he put a hand on my back and shoved me roughly back down.
<<nm "Boss" "I'll tell you if I want you to move.">>
This was somehow even more painful than when I was raped. $boss was so much bigger than those guys that my asshole had to stretch way wider for him.
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I wanted to scream and beg him to stop but I knew he wouldn’t and as rough as he was being with me, I knew it could get worse. So I just took it as best I could until he finally came.
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At the next dinner party when the bell rang and all the rich people started to file out of the room $boss held out a hand to me.
<<nm "You" "Really? You want me at the meeting?">>
I felt so flattered, like I was being let into the inner circle. (which I was I guess, but God I wish I hadn’t been).
<<nm "Boss" "You can go wherever I go, you're my top girl. Besides, there's something I think you'll enjoy at today's meeting.">>
I took his arm and joined him through the big doors.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 82">><</click>></span> $boss was thrilled with my performance. So thrilled in fact that he dragged me off into an empty room as soon as the auction was done and fucked the shit out of me.
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I made all the sounds and said all the things but honestly, I didn't even feel it, I couldn't feel anything just then.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 87">><</click>></span> The next day started early. My wake-up call was Duke stuffing his cock up my ass.
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Despite the pain of getting fucked in my unlubed ass I moaned like a bitch in heat the whole time. Once Duke got his rocks off he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me naked and leaking cum into the fun room. (Yes it literally had a sign that said thaThe next day started early. My wake-up call was Duke stuffing his cock up my ass.
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Despite the pain of getting fucked in my unlubed ass I moaned like a bitch in heat the whole time. Once Duke got his rocks off he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me naked and leaking cum into the fun room. (Yes it literally had a sign that said that).
Inside I was held tight and presented to a room of what must have been 30 guys, all of which I recognized. The two men I met by the back door on my first day. The security guard from the staff door that would call me a cab at the end of the night. Andy, Leo, and over a dozen men that I had come to know to one extent or another over the last year. (A part of me, the vain girl that dreamed of fame I guess, wondered if every girl that gets sent here has such a turnout.)
All these men were here to take turns raping me, and boy did they.
As soon as Duke left and closed the door the longest few days of my life got started.
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They fucked me.
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And fucked me.
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 92">><</click>></span> t).
Inside I was held tight and presented to a room of what must have been 30 guys, all of which I recognized. The two men I met by the back door on my first day. The security guard from the staff door that would call me a cab at the end of the night, Andy, Leo, and over a dozen men that I had come to know to one extent or another through over the last year. (A part of me, the vain girl that dreamed of fame I guess, wondered if every girl that gets sent here has such a turn out.)
All these men were here to take turns raping me, and boy did they.
As soon as Duke left and closed the door the longest few days of my life got started.
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They fucked me.
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And fucked me.
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
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And fucked me
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 92">><</click>></span> Only 15 minutes later I heard whispers outside my door.
I had the sudden worry over what would happen if I puked while wearing a ball gag. Drowning in my own puke did not seem like a good way to go.
Then the door creaked open and in walked Darcy with a young-looking fat man I figured must be her brother Albert.
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Albert looked comical next to Darcy. Darcy looked like a model, Albert was fat as fuck and had a mess of dark curly hair.
<<nm "Darcy" "Shush! If mom finds out we're doing this she'll shit a brick.">>
<<nm "Albert" "Sorry the door is creaky I couldn’t help it.">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Whatever, so what do you think?">>
Darcy gestured to me and Albert took a step closer. Unlike Darcy, his eyes didn't look at me like a math equation. This boy wanted pussy.
<<nm "Albert" "I can fuck her? Really?">>
<<nm "Darcy" "I told you I'd find you a good one to lose your cherry to. She has big fake tits just like you like.">>
<<nm "Albert" "Can I touch them?">>
He asked Darcy, not me.
<<nm "Darcy" "Haha! Of course, you can, you can do anything you want to her. I told mom not to put her on till last so you should have over an hour to play with her.">>
Albert heeded no further prompting and started to grope my tits.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 97">><</click>></span> The interior of the building was remarkably unpopulated, I made my way back to the dining room without seeing another person.
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Instead of going in I followed the hall around the outside and made my way to the front door. I stopped and pressed myself against the wall. $boss's car was right outside the door and Leo was leaning against it smoking a cigarette and talking to another security guard.
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I realized I was fucked. Every door out of here would have people guarding it and I was all out of heavy lamps.
I stayed like that for a long time, frozen. I was so close to getting out. But then what? Even if I did get out, I didn't have any way to get far enough away that I wouldn't just get caught again. This place was in the middle of nowhere what was I going to do run back to the city?
I started to feel my heart racing in my chest and my vision started to swim. I was fucked, no wonder the inside of the building wasn’t secured well, anyone that got to the doors was screwed anyway.
I turned around and walked back inside away from the front door looking for something that might help me. I must have wandered the house for a good 20 minutes as the panic grew more and more.
It was only a matter of minutes now before someone went to get me ready for the auction and found Darcy and Albert. I needed to do something!
I found an empty room and just stood there for a minute thinking and breathing.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 102">><</click>></span> <<nm "Ray" "Very well. In another part of your story you mention that a local politician was a client, you also mention that you didn't know who he was at the time. Did you ever find out after the fact?">>
<<nm "You" "No, I never saw who it was. If you can find Avi she might tell you but I'm pretty sure that she was so traumatized by being gang-raped by him and 15 of his friends that $boss had her sold. So I wouldn’t hold my breath on that one.">>
<<nm "Ray" "Jesus . . .O-OK. One last question and I'll go get started on that paperwork. <br><br> Near the end of your story you talk about a young woman named Darcy. In the story you don't go into great detail on her description could you give me one now?">>
<<nm "You" "Um, about 19 or 20 years old, 5 foot 4, 120-ish pounds, long brown hair, brown eyes, small tits 36-B's at a guess.">>
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The detective rubs his temples.
<<nm "Nat" "Problem?">>
<<nm "Ray" "When we opened the room you were being held in we found a young woman being assaulted, raped, by a large overweight man. By the looks of her, they had been at it for a while.">>
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<<nm "Ray" "We assumed she was one of the girls being auctioned off so we brought her to the hospital for treatment. Where she escaped.">>
<<nm "You" "And her brother?">>
<<nm "Ray" "Put 4 bullets in him myself mam, he's dead.">>
<<nm "You" "Well, that's a start I guess.">>
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That's when things started to really get hard. My landlord was pressuring me for rent money I didn't have and I still hadn’t booked a single gig.
I was so desperate that I went to an interview at a temp agency I found. I could at least start bringing in some money while I waited for fame.
I explained to the guy that I was an actress and a model. That I need to organize any work I did around my acting classes and auditions.
He said he'd be happy to work around my schedule. I felt such a wave of relief wash over me I nearly started to cry, then he pulled his cock out.
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I think about that day a lot. What if I had done it? If I sucked that one cock that day how many other cocks would I have been able to avoid having to suck later?
Well, I'll never know. I was far too good to do something like sucking a cock to get ahead back then (How things fucking change huh?).
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One morning I woke up to my landlord banging on my door. I stayed quiet and pretended I wasn’t home but he knew I was. He yelled through the door that if I didn't have his money by Friday that he was going to call the sheriffs and have me evicted.
I just lay in bed for most of that day crying. I couldn’t understand why this was happening. Everyone had said that I was going to make it, that I was special, why couldn’t anyone here see it?
Eventually, I cried myself out and just lay in bed staring at the ceiling and thinking.
<<nm "You" "What am I going to do? I haven’t booked a job since I've been here, where am I going to get the money for rent?">>
Then I remembered that I had actually been offered one job. The guy in that crappy little office said he'd pay me 400 for a topless waitress job.
I found more tears to cry when I felt sudden hope rise in my chest. A job that made my stomach turn not so long ago was now actually filling me with hope. It felt disgusting.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 9">><</click>></span> I called up the guy's office and asked him if the job was still available. He gloated like a cat over the phone for a good 10 minutes and even made me take the subway all the way down to his office so he could "make sure your tits aren’t some botched mess".
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After just sitting there staring at me for what felt like forever he scribbled down an address on a piece of paper and threw it at the floor at my feet.
<<nm "Saul" "Be there by 9. Now get out of my office, I have work to do.">>
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I looked at the building and felt my heart drop. I was sure that the bastard had sent me to a fake address. That he'd tricked me into letting him see my tits just to humiliate me.
I turned around and started to walk back to the train station when I noticed a couple of huge men standing by a door.
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They were dressed normally but I saw one of them pull a walkie-talkie off his belt and fiddle with it.
<<nm "MiscM" "The hell you doing?! Put that thing away!">>
<<nm "MiscM1" "I'm getting static on the line, I think my mic cable is loose.">>
I realized that they must be security guards so I walked up to them.
<<nm "You" "Excuse me?">>
Both men pivoted to look at me and I froze.
<<nm "MiscM" "Can I do something for you?">>
<<nm "You" "Um, yeah, I-I was told to come here for a job?">>
They looked me up and down.
<<nm "MiscM" "One moment.">>
He turns to the side and says something into the collar of his shirt.
<<nm "MiscM" "Your name $name?">>
<<nm "You" "Yes.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "You got some ID on you $name?">>
With shaking hands I went into my bag and pulled out my ID. He looked at it for a few seconds then talked quietly into his collar again.
<<nm "MiscM" "Alright $name, the boss is expecting you. There'll be someone down to escort you up in a moment.">>
He handed me my ID back and returned to his position by the door (That was the last time I saw those guys until months later when they would be fucking me like an animal).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 11">><</click>></span> After 3 minutes of walking behind $ang in total silence we reached an elevator bank and step inside. $ang pressed the button for the second floor and places her thumb against a fingerprint reader.
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In retrospect that should have probably been my first hint that this place was not what it seemed.
<<nm "Ang" "In future, staff is supposed to enter from the north side of the building. This side of the building is reserved for other business.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh sorry, I didn't know.">>
<<nm "Ang" "That's OK, we were all new once.">>
For some reason I found $ang's presence reassuring. She was so confidant and strong, I felt like if I listened to her that I could becoming more like her (I ended up being right about that but God I wish I hadn’t been).
<<nm "Ang" "Have you worked as a waitress before?">>
<<nm "You" "No, but I'm a fast learner.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Haha! You're cute, I like you. Its fine all you really have to do on the top floor is carry bottles to the tables, a monkey could do it. As long as you have those lovely tits of your out for the boys to enjoy you'll do great.">>
When the elevator door opened I felt like I had suddenly been transported to another place.
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I stepped out and looked around at the room. I couldn’t believe that all this was hidden away inside that ugly grey warehouse.
<<nm "Ang" "Haha! Come on, that's enough gawking, I need to introduce you to $boss and get you changed before the guests start to arrive.">>
I was so embarrassed, I made myself look like a total rube in front of this powerful woman.
I put my chin up and followed after her ignoring the beautiful surroundings.
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<<nm "Ang" "Hey $boss, this is the new girl $name. I thought you should meet her before I take her off to get changed.">>
He looked at me over his desk and smiled. I actually felt butterflies in my stomach when he did (naive little idiot I was.)
<<nm "You" "Hi, it's nice to meet you sir.">>
He stood up from his chair and walked over to me still smiling.
<<nm "Boss" "Looks like Saul got us a good one this time. My name is $boss I don't really do the whole sir thing.">>
I couldn’t help but smile back at him despite how nervous I was (what can I say, he's charming for a criminal).
<<nm "Boss" "Alright, let's see them then?">>
I was so taken in by the look of the place that I had totally forgotten why I was there. I almost asked him "see what?" before I remembered that I was there to let myself be gawked at by men.
I looked over at $ang and she raised her eyebrows as if to say "problem?".
My hands started to shake as I grabbed the hem of my top but I thought to myself, you're an actor damn it, act!
So I smiled up at $boss and peeled my top off over my head.
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<<nm "Boss" "God damn! Your kinda young to have implants aren't you? Not that I'm complaining, with a rack like that you're going to be one of our most popular girls in no time.">>
Despite how embarrassed I was to be topless in front of two people I just met I also felt something else, something new. I've always felt sexy (obviously) but this was the first time in my life I ever felt slutty, and I was shocked to find that I liked it.
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<<nm "Ang" "Here, this should fit.">>
I took the clothes she gave me and stripped off.
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$ang whistles.
<<nm "Ang" "Damn girl, if I had a body like that at 18 I wouldn’t have needed to spend all that money to look like this.">>
I'm pretty sure I blushed then, getting a compliment from $ang always meant more to me than it did coming from any man. (Looking back on it now I think I can admit that I had a little crush on her. Which just makes the things we did to each other all the more tragic I guess).
As I got dressed I looked around and noticed that there was nobody else here yet. No clients but also no staff.
<<nm "You" "Where is everyone else?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Just you and me up here tonight. The bartender should be in soon and the guests will start arriving at 10, the rest of the girls are working the lower floors.">>
<<nm "You" "Just us!? To cover this whole place?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Haha! Relax it'll be a quiet night. One of our big spenders booked out the whole floor for his father's 84th birthday. Its only 30 people, we'll probably spend most of the night just standing around being eye candy.">>
She was right. That first night was the easiest 400 bucks I ever made. All I had to do was walk up to and from the bar carrying bottles and glasses.
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I got hit on a bunch of course, but everyone was real respectful. I had been worried that guys would be groping my tits and pinching my ass all night but other than getting eye fucked by every man in the building no one did anything to me.
It was so surreal being in that place. No one form back home would have believed it. Sweet little $name, the girl who gave up what were meant to be the best years of her life to watch over her sick mom, walking around with her new tits out for the world to see.
The most shameful part of it all is that I liked it. The way those men looked at me, even the 84 year old, they all wanted me. For the first time since I moved here I finally had all eyes on me just like I'd dreamed.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 15">><</click>></span> I felt great as the guests left. I practically skipped back to the changing room.
Then I opened the door and got my first look at what that place really was.
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$ang casually took Mr. Big spender's cock out of her mouth and turned to me.
<<nm "Ang" "I thought I told you to stay out there until all the guests were gone?">>
<<nm "You" "Th-they are gone. Well, except for him I guess.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Oh, wait outside for a minute while I finish up here OK?">>
<<nm "You" ". . .O-OK.">>
I shut the door and just stood there staring at the wall. My mind was having trouble understanding what I just saw, and even more baffling was how casual $ang had been. I walked in on her sucking off a guest and all she did was ask me to wait outside like it wasn’t a big deal.
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<<nm "Ang" "You seem to be handling this well. Most new girls freak out. Haha! I had this one girl literally piss her pants, I was like "well shit if I knew you were going to do that I could have gotten someone to pay you for it." Haha!">>
<<nm "You" "I'm an actor.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Really? Well, that must explain why you did so well tonight.">>
<<nm "You" "I-I did?">>
Even then, right after finding out that she was a literal whore it still felt nice to hear her compliment me(fucked up I know).
<<nm "Ang" "Are you kidding me? You did great! Most new girls are all nervous and jittery. You were calm, confident, and charming the whole night. I was very impressed and now I know why, you are quite the actress $name.">>
<<nm "You" "Thanks, you're the first person that's said that to me since I got here.">>
She sat next to me and put an arm on my shoulder.
<<nm "Ang" "Well I'm sure I won't be the last. Look, I know that was a lot to take in but don't worry it's not as crazy as it might seem at first. We have a lot of girls that come to work here and never go below this floor. We have one girl that's been here for 10 years and as far as I know, she's a gold star lesbian. Never even touched a cock.">>
<<nm "You" "Really? So I could work here without having to do . . . that?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Of course! We have a lot of turnover on the top floor because girls end up wanting to move down and make more money. We'd love to have another reliable girl up here.">>
<<nm "You" "Really? And I'd still get paid 400 every night.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Haha! Well no, the 400 is just for first-timers, a way of convincing girls to come by and give the place a chance. The normal rate is 150 a night for 3 nights a week.">>
<<nm "You" "3 nights? Not 5?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Haha! Aren't you an eager little rabbit. No, we only have each girl pull 3 shifts a week. That way clients that come by often don't get bored of seeing the same faces, or tits as the case may be.">>
<<nm "You" "450 a week is a lot more than the nothing I'm making now. My shitty one-bed apartment is 360 a week.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Woof! It must be shitty if that's all you're paying. I have a place near here that's almost 5 grand a month, and that's with sucking my landlord off twice a week haha!<br><br> But hey, how much did you make in tips tonight?">>
I pulled the scrunched-up notes out of my bag and looked at them.
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<<nm "You" "Looks like . . . wow, almost 300 bucks!">>
<<nm "Ang" "Ha! You're so cute. 300 bucks is nothing, I just got 5 for getting to suck a nice juicy cock.">>
<<nm "You" "Really!?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Yeah, normally a blowjob is only a hundred, half of which goes to the house, but I'm 3 hundred, the extra 2 was just because he likes me.<br><br> So, I'll give $boss his 50, and the rest goes into my purse.">>
I couldn’t believe it, she had made almost 5 hundred dollars on top of whatever she got paid for the night, which I was pretty sure was a lot more than the 150 I was being offered, in like 10 minutes.
I felt her hand tighten on my shoulder in a comforting way.
<<nm "Ang" "Come on, it's getting late, get dressed. I'll give you some time to think about what you want to do and I'll call tomorrow evening. <br><br>Remember to go out through the staff door this time OK. Ask one of the guards there to call you a cab, don't worry we have a company account it won't cost you anything.">>
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On one hand the money was good and the hours would allow me to keep perusing my dream, but the idea of working in a brothel, even if it's just upstairs from one made me feel sick. I mean what if it got out? What if a year from now I'm on the red carpet and some reporter asks me about it?
I don't remember when I fell asleep that night but I do remember what happened when I woke up the next morning. I believe it would be referred to as breaking the seal.
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*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
I was so groggy from my late night that my landlord was practically breaking down my door before I heard him.
As quickly as I could I gathered up the $700 I had made the night before and ran over to the door.
As soon as I opened the door he started yelling at me.
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<<nm "Land" "I knew you was in there! You been dodging me for weeks, well I've had it! I want my money or I want you gone!">>
I held up the money to him and he snatched it roughly out of my hand.
<<nm "Land" "The hell is this! You owe me for 8 weeks!">>
<<nm "You" "I know, I'm sorry but I just got a new job. I promise if you give me time I can pay you what I owe.">>
When I looked up at him I noticed that his eyes were fixed on my chest. I looked down and I saw that the top I was sleeping in was totally see-through.
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I shrieked and ran back into my room to get properly dressed.
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By the time I came back out, he was sitting on my couch waiting for me.
I felt uncomfortable having him relaxing in my home but what was I going to say, he literally owned the place?
<<nm "You" "I-I'm sorry about that, I was sleeping when you knocked.">>
He smiled a lecherous smile at me.
<<nm "Land" "Oh no need to pologise. I know exactly what you was doing.">>
<<nm "You" "What I was doing?">>
<<nm "Land" "Come now girly, I been in this game a long time you think I ain't had more than a couple of your type in my places before?">>
I wrapped the robe even tighter around myself.
<<nm "You" "My type? I'm very sure you've never had anyone like me staying here before. I'm going to be a famous actress.">>
<<nm "Land" "Haha! Course you is. Is that what them new tittys is for, to make you better at actn'?">>
I both felt like I wanted to cry and scream at him all at once.
<<nm "You" "Look if you give me some time I'll get you your-">>
<<nm "Land" "No bitch, you look! I gave you till today to get me my money. You don't got my money do you?">>
<<nm "You" "I gave you 700!?">>
<<nm "Land" "So that would be a no then?">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 21">><</click>></span> I didn't say a word to him, I'm pretty sure that if I tried I'd have just started crying again. I stripped off my robe, not in a sexy way, just in a "let's get this over with" kinda way.
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Then when I stepped up to him he pulled it out.
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I had to use all my training as an actor to hold back the tears. It was huge! At least to my eyes, it was, I've since gotten some perspective on what huge really looks like.
Up to that point, I had only seen 2 hard cocks in my whole life. My high school boyfriend, he was 2 years older than me and the school quarterback. What was I going to do, not let him fuck me and lose him to one of those cheer sluts?
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The second was actually my high school boyfriend's dad. We all went together to Ohio to visit my boyfriend's grandma once and I caught his dad in my room jerking off while sniffing my panties.
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Let's just say that like father like son in the little dick department. Probably explains why a 16-year-old quarterback starts dating a 14-year-old huh? If he had shown that thing to a girl who knew what a real dick looked like she'd have laughed at him.
So, there I was looking down the barrel of what to my eyes was the biggest dick in the world and what else was there to do?
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 23">><</click>></span> I could tell by the way he was treating me that if I tried to go slow and gently he'd get pissed off. That would only make things worse for me so despite having never even seen a cock like that before, I did my best to suck as much of it as I could all at once.
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Obviously I was naive. I was taking as much of him into my mouth as I could but it wasn’t good enough for him.
One time when I went down he put his hand on my head and pushed hard. I immediately started to gag and choke. Every time I would try to come up for air he pushed harder. I had to turn my head to the side and let his cock fill my cheek to keep from being choked.
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He didn't like that very much. He got off the couch and pushed me onto my stomach. In one sudden hard thrust, something in my mouth gave and stretched. Suddenly his cock was through my mouth and in my throat.
He held my head and started fucking me in my throat. It hurt so bad I just couldn’t take it. I gagged and coughed until eventually, my throat forced his cock back out.
I very nearly puked all over him.
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I crawled off the couch to catch my breath but he wouldn’t let me rest. He pulled me to my knees by my hair and put it back in my mouth.
For the next few minutes, I had to keep wrestling with him to keep his cock out of my throat. Every time I took it into my mouth he would push me to go deeper, it went on like that for what felt like a lifetime.
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Finally, he pulled it out of my mouth.
<<nm "Land" "Open your mouth whore!">>
I wanted to argue and tell him that I didn't like the taste of cum but I knew he wouldn’t listen. I just opened my mouth and waited for the inevitable.
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I wanted to run to the bathroom but he pushed me back to my knees hard.
<<nm "Land" "Swallow it whore!">>
I could feel it as it slid down my bruised throat and landed in my stomach.
Once he left I just, sat there. I don't know how long for but by the time I noticed I was getting cold all the drool and cum on my chin had dried up.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 24">><</click>></span> After all that I took a shower, a long thorough one.
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It was about 5 in the afternoon when $ang eventually called me.
<<nm "Ang" "Hey girl! How are you feeling after your first night?">>
I thought about the morning I just had and needed to restrain myself from gagging.
<<nm "Ang" "Had a long morning I bet huh?">>
I froze, how did she know?
<<nm "Ang" "I remember my first night. All those eyes on me, all those rich guys wanting me. God! I gave my poor dildo a hell of a workout that morning haha!">>
<<nm "You" "Oh! Haha yeah, it does feel kinda nice doesn’t it?">>
<<nm "Ang" "That's what I like to hear! So does that mean I can expect to see you again soon?">>
I looked at the couch that my landlord had been throat fucking me on just a few hours earlier. I mean what other options did I have?
<<nm "You" ". . .Yeah. I'll work at . . . what's the place even called?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Technically it doesn’t really have a name, off the books gentleman's club and all. Most people just call it the building.">>
<<nm "You" "Really?">>
<<nm "Ang" "I know right, sounds like something a bunch of 12-year-old boys would call their clubhouse haha!">>
<<nm "You" "Ha! It totally does.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Boys right? <br><br>Well I'm so glad that I'm going to be getting to see more of you! We probably won't be working together much unless you decide to move down to the lower floors but I'm sure we can get together for a drink after work sometime.<br><br>Oh speaking of work I should ask, what days are good for you? I don't want to get in the way of your budding acting carrier too much.">>
She could always do that. Even on a day like that, after I'd been basically mouth raped she somehow made me feel better. Like if I just followed her lead everything would work out.
<<nm "You" "Well I mostly do auditions during the day and my classes usually finish by 6 so I'm pretty much good for whenever you need me.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Perfect! Let's call it Monday, that's an easy night to get you started. Wednesday for the business boys, they're going to love you and their great tippers! And let's see? Maybe Saturday why not, I think you can handle the deep end huh?">>
<<nm "You" "Yeah sure, that sounds great.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Alright! Well, that was easy. I'm in most nights so don't hesitate to come to find me if you need help with anything OK?">>
<<nm "You" "Thanks $ang, you're the best.">>
<<nm "Ang" "I know babe.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 25">><</click>></span> The rest of the week went pretty smoothly. A few new girl hiccups but for the most part, work went well. The other girls were sweet and helped me out a lot.
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I had a few guys ask me if I ever work on the other floors but I always smiled and said no.
I didn't see $ang or $boss at all that week and when my landlord came by for my rent I was able to pay him the rest of what I owed, to his disappointment. Money was still tight but with the tips I was making, I was doing OK.
I guess the next thing of note that happened was after I'd been there for nearly a month. By that time I had a few regulars that liked to come by and sit in my section. Some of them were nice some of them were creeps but there was this one guy called Con, short for something but I don't know what.
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He would come in every Wednesday and sit in my section alone. He would drink 3 glasses of some foul-smelling scotch. After about 2 hours, he would leave. He always tipped well and was the only guest that ever asked me real questions about myself.
I gave him all fake answers to those questions of course, by this point, I had my part down. I was $name, the flirty but reserved sex kitten from Denver. It made it all easier, thinking of the whole thing as playing a part. It wasn’t me that was showing my tits and flirting with all these strange men, it was just the part I was playing that night.
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I'd been on the ground floor before, it's where all the girls would meet up for a drink after work. This however, was the first time I had been on the ground floor while there were guests. I guess I had expected it to be more different, wilder, but it was mostly the same as the top floor except for all the small booths that lined the walls.
Oh and the fact that all the women down here had tops on!
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Despite the fact that I had spent the last month flashing every guy I passed at work, I suddenly felt very self-conscious about having my tits exposed.
As I walked through the room to an empty booth I spotted on the other side of the large room, I heard a shriek from beside me.
<<nm "Ang" "$name! Oh my God!">>
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$ang barreled into me with surprising force.
<<nm "Ang" "So you finally decided to come down and visit us! I'm so excited for you! Who's the lucky guy?">>
I could feel myself going red in the face. No amount of acting training could prepare me to deal with $ang announcing to a whole room that I'm about to go suck my first dick for money, while I had my tits out!
<<nm "Con" "Uh, Con, I'm Con.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Well Con, you must be quite the guy. I've had men telling me that they've been trying to get $name down here for weeks without any luck. I hope you know that you're a very lucky man.">>
The smile that bursts across Con's face was heartwarming, weird given the circumstances I know, but it really was.
<<nm "Con" "I am?">>
He turned his big smiling face to me.
<<nm "Con" "I am?">>
I could feel myself going red again so I just tugged him by the hand.
<<nm "You" "Just, come on already. I don't want to leave my friend covering me for too long.">>
As I was dragging Con through the room the men and other girls around me started to clap and cheer.
I was practically running when I finally pulled Con into the booth and shut the door. I was surprised at how big it was inside, and once the door was closed I couldn’t hear the cheering anymore.
When I turned to look at Con and he still had that big dopy grin on his face. I couldn’t help it, I just started to laugh.
<<nm "You" "Haha! Stop grinning at me like an idiot. Come on, are we going to do this thing or not?">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 28">><</click>></span> Con just stood there grinning, so I dropped to my knees and pulled down his pants. Again I was surprised by his size, he wasn’t as big as my landlord, but I think it was at this point that I realized my high school boyfriend was hung like a second-grader.
I looked up into his smiling face.
<<nm "You" "Nice cock Con.">>
If it was possible his grin got even wider.
I started by licking his cock from shaft to tip.
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Then once he was nice and wet I took his cock in my mouth. As I was sucking him I felt the tip of his cock slip into my throat. I panicked a little and pulled back, but the shake that went through Con and the loud moan made me smile.
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I felt his hand on my cheek and looked up into his eyes. The grin was gone and his eyes were hungry now.
<<nm "Con" "I can't believe you can deep throat me. That felt like heaven. Please, do it again.">>
I was about to pull away and say no, but he was so gentle and kind with me, and that look. It wasn’t just lust in his eyes, it was need, in that moment he needed me more than he needed air.
So I did it. Carefully at first, but once he was in I realized that whatever my landlord had stretched in my throat now actually made it pretty easy for me to take a cock comfortably.
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<<nm "Con" "Oh my God $name! You're fucking incredible!">>
Hearing him say that made me so horny. Not that I was turning him on, it was the need in his voice.
I grabbed his hand and placed it on the back of my head.
<<nm "Con" "Really?">>
With his cock still in my mouth all I could use to communicate was my eyes but that was enough. He knew what to do.
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We continued like that for a few minutes. Me periodically taking his cock down my throat and him showering me with praise and compliments.
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<<nm "Con" "Oh fuck! I can't hold on any longer! Can I, Can I cum in your throat?">>
I paused for a second.
<<nm "Con" "I'll pay you double!">>
That did it. Seconds later I felt his cock grow in my throat as I tried not to cough. A sudden pulse and there was cum hitting against my insides and sliding down into my stomach.
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I took all I could until my gag reflex got the better of me and I fell back coughing and gulping in the air.
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<<nm "Con" "Are you OK? I'm sorry. Was I too rough?">>
The concern in his voice was comforting.
<<nm "You" "No, it's Ok I should have expected such a big cock to blow a big load.">>
That returned the dopy grin to his face.
<<nm "Con" "$name, you might be my favorite person in this whole city. I'll definitely pay you a visit again next week.">>
(And he did. Con continued to be a man I could set my watch by. Every Wednesday, 3 glasses of scotch upstairs then he would come visit me for a blowjob. Even after I started doing a lot more than that.)
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Once we were finished Con handed me double the usual rate for a blowjob and thanked me before leaving. I took a couple of minutes to get myself put together before I follow him out.
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As soon as I walked outside $ang stepped up beside me and took me by the arm.
<<nm "Ang" "So, how was it?">>
I smiled all embarrassed, I don't know why? $ang must have sucked a thousand cocks by that point in her life and she made no secret that enjoyed it. It's not like she was going to judge me.
<<nm "You" "It was, yeah it was fine.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Pft! Fine, come on, you can tell me. You liked it didn't you? A big powerful man like him moaning and squirming in your mouth. There's nothing quite like it, something about having their cock between your teeth I think. <br><br>That's the sense of power you feel knowing that at that moment you could make him give you anything. I once had a guy offer to give me his boat if I let him fuck my ass!">>
<<nm "You" "Haha! What did you say?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Please, what the fuck am I going to do with a boat? I made him give me his car instead.">>
<<nm "You" "Really?">>
<<nm "Ang" "It's a sexy little convertible. I have no idea what kind but I know it's fast as fuck . . . so was he now that I think about it haha!">>
<<nm "You" "Hey, why do the girls here not have their tits out like they do upstairs?">>
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<<nm "Ang" "Oh that? I'm surprised you didn't already get spoiled on that, you've been here for a while now. <br><br>Upstairs is for getting them horny, this floor is for making them pay. Now, don't you go telling any other new girls about that though? It's a fun little rite of passage for new girls when they finally come down here.">>
Suddenly a man you remember from upstairs walks up to you.
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<<nm "MiscM" "Excuse me ladies. $name I couldn’t help but notice that you've finally joined us down here. Could I trouble you for some private time?">>
<<nm "You" "Oh, um well. . .">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 30">><</click>></span> I looked over at $ang, she had a knowing little smirk on her face.
<<nm "You" "Sure, I'd love to.">>
Within 10 minutes I was back on my knees in another booth with another rich and powerful man squirming and moaning in my mouth.
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As soon as I finished with him I was approached by another guy.
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And another after him.
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And one more after that.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 31">><</click>></span> I knocked and cracked open the door.
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<<nm "You" "Hey $boss, are you busy?">>
<<nm "Boss" "I'm just counting up the haul for the night, come on in.">>
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I couldn’t believe the amount of money that was on his desk, stacks and stacks of bills. More than I'd ever seen in one place before.
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<<nm "You" "Wow! Is that all from tonight?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! Yeah, Wednesday gets a lot of the finance guys in and those assholes like to spend.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh here, I have some more for you.">>
I pulled out the small wad of 50's and placed it on the desk. He picked it up and thumbed through it.
<<nm "Boss" "Wow! This is really good for your first night. Most girls only do one or two the first time.">>
I felt embarrassed by that, like he was calling me a slut or something.
<<nm "Boss" "Well done. $ang told me that you'd be one to watch out for, it seems she was right.">>
<<nm "You" "Thanks. I guess I'd better get back, $ang wants to have a few drinks to celebrate me moving to the ground floor.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Wait on a second $name.">>
He stood up from his desk and came around to stand next to me.
<<nm "Boss" "I have a little tradition of my own with the new girls.">>
He put his hand on my hip and gently pulled me against his body. I giggled when I felt his cock, hard against my hip.
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So, I was doing my acting classes and going on auditions during the day, and I was sucking 5 to 10 cocks a night 3 nights a week.
Then one day my landlord came by and knocked on my door. I was worried the second I saw him through the peephole. I was all caught up on my rent, there was no reason he should be coming to see me. I thought about what he did to me when I agreed to give him a blow job.
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I stepped back from the door and hoped that he'd just go away.
<<nm "Land" "Come on now girl I saw you look'n through the peephole, open up now.">>
I sagged but there was no point in pretending so I opened the door a crack.
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<<nm "You" "Is there something you need?">>
<<nm "Land" "Well actually I got a little proposition for ya, ya wanna open up and let me in?">>
<<nm "You" "I'd prefer not to.">>
I could see his jaw muscles clench in anger at not getting his way.
<<nm "Land" "Fine. I was thinkn' bout you this morning and how you been havn' a hard time with money. I thought I'd come by and make you an offer to help you out a little.">>
I knew what he was going to offer before he even said it. There was no way in hell I was going to put myself through getting mouth raped by that bastard again. So I slapped on a smile.
<<nm "You" "Oh wow that's so nice of you to think of me, but I'm actually doing pretty well now. Remember that job I told you about? I recently got a promotion so you don't need to worry about me.">>
He put his hand on the door and I worried he was going to try to force his way in to just take what he wanted.
<<nm "Land" "Well, that's mighty good to hear. I'm sure that you could always be doing better right? I'm sure being able to save some money on rent every week would make life a little less stressful for ya huh? ">>
My heart was racing and I planted my foot behind the door in case he suddenly pushed it in.
<<nm "You" "Oh you're sweet but honestly, I'm fine. The promotion I got at work is more than enough to cover everything I need.">>
I saw his hand tighten on the door. My mind started to think of what I had close to hand that I could use to fight him off long enough that I would have time to run. I didn't want to actually take my eyes off him in case he saw that as a chance to attack. I remembered that I had a large umbrella near the door reached down and found the handle.
<<nm "MiscM" "Hey I heard you were in the building! I've been trying to get a hold of you for weeks! The heat in my apartment has been out for almost a month!">>
<<nm "Land" "Oh, uh yeah I was going to come visit you next. I was just checking in with this young lady first. If you wouldn’t mind waitn' for a min-">>
<<nm "You" "Oh no. That's fine, like I said I'm all good over here. You don't need to worry about me anymore.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Great. In that case, you can come with me now right?">>
My landlord looked frustrated but he didn't really have any way out of it at that point. So he released his grip on my door and turned to face the man in the hall.
<<nm "Land" "So you say your heat's been out?">>
I quickly closed the door and watched through the peephole until he was gone. Once he was out of sight I grabbed my stuff and left for the day in case he decided to try again once he was finished with the other guy.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 34">><</click>></span> The next few weeks were pretty uneventful. I sucked a bunch of dicks and did my acting thing. I even booked a small modeling gig. A real one this time, not in a brothel.
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Honestly, it was a bit of a letdown. I got paid even less for the day than I did working on the top floor, but it was a foot in the door and I was happy about that.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 36">><</click>></span> The box was . . . fuck it! The box was amazing! It took all of the embarrassment and awkward small talk out of the job and rendered it down to the bare essentials. Sucking cocks and getting paid.
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I lost count of how many cocks I'd sucked after the first dozen or so.
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More than one of the guys complimented me on how much better I had gotten at sucking cock. Which I thought was odd until I realized that they probably all thought I was Avi.
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That knowledge is probably what pushed me over the edge. Knowing that I was anonymous, that I could do anything I wanted and no one would know it was me.
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Now it's worth saying that I had spent the last two months solid sucking a dozen cocks a night 3 times a week. I hadn’t gotten fucked since I was 16 and my high school boyfriend dumped me before he left for college.
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I was horny! And as much fun as a dildo can be there, is no replacement for cock.
So, after over 4 hours of sucking cock after cock after cock I was half-crazed with lust. In between guys I had fingered myself to four or five orgasms but as soon as my tongue touched a fresh cock I was back to being horny.
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So at around 2:30 when this absolute prince amongst cocks slid through the hole it didn't take me long to make up my mind.
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I think probably to this day I have never been so thoroughly destroyed by an orgasm. After over 2 years without and after 4+ hours of sucking, I was as primed as I have ever been. One more cock came through the hole after that but I was too fucked up to get to my feet.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 38">><</click>></span> By the time I recovered my strength and opened the door to the box, the last of the guests had left and the other girls were sitting at the bar and having a drink.
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A couple of them smiled and raised their glasses with a smile. They were obviously familiar with the crazy lust that builds up over a night for a girl in the box.
I smiled back and fixed myself up to go to the office to hand $boss his cut for the night.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 39">><</click>></span> When I got into the office $boss was smiling ear to ear.
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<<nm "Boss" "Fun first night in the box?">>
<<nm "You" "I-it was fine.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! Shut the door.">>
I sighed and closed the door behind me. I wasn’t interested in giving any more blow jobs, once the lust had worn off I noticed my jaw was fucking aching! But he was the boss, and he wanted his dick sucked, what was I going to say?
He stood up, and without a word I felt him slip a note into my panties again.
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Only this time he didn't stop there. He kept going until I felt one and then two of his fingers slip into my wet pussy.
I moaned and my eyes rolled back, my pussy was still sensitive from the huge orgasm I'd earlier.
<<nm "Boss" "You remember what I told you before about a little tradition I have with all my girls? Well, I think you graduated to a new floor tonight didn't you?">>
I could barely even think. All my willpower was going into keeping my knees from giving out. Then something pinged in the back of my mind. How did he know?
<<nm "Boss" "So I think that means that it's time for you to give me some private time doesn’t it?">>
As he slowly fingered me I had to fight to get control of my mind.
<<nm "You" "You, know what I did in the box, how?">>
He smiled and with the hand that wasn’t currently inside me he turned and picked up the remote from his desk. He turned on the TV on his wall.
It flicked on and my heart started pounding even harder. It was me! I was in the box eagerly sucking one of the many cocks I'd had that night. Between seeing that and the slow gentle fingering, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed cock and I needed it that very fucking second.
I don't know which one of us was more shocked when I pushed him roughly onto the couch and started stripping.
<<nm "You" "Get undressed!">>
Fortunately he was more amused than annoyed by my tone and seemed more than happy to follow my commands.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 40">><</click>></span> To start with I sucked him deeply to get his cock good and slick. My pussy was still wet as hell from earlier but $boss size worried me.
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Once I felt like his cock was coated enough in my drool I climbed onto him and let his cock sink in as far as I could take it. As I started riding him I looked over and saw myself on the screen bucking furiously on some strangers cock in the box only minutes ago.
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Seeing what a fucking slut I had become up there on the screen drove me crazy! I started to ride on $boss's cock so hard that he couldn’t help but moan loudly under me.
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I continued to ride his thick shaft for another minute then I tore my eyes from the screen and looked at him.
<<nm "You" "Come on boss give it to me! Are you going to make me do all the work here?">>
He smiled up at me and I smiled back.
<<nm "Boss" "Oh, it's like that now is it?">>
Before I could respond he picked me up in his strong arms and positioned me face down. He held my hips so my open pussy was presented to him and slid most of his huge cock into my tight little pussy.
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<<nm "You" "Oh God! All of it! Give me the whole fucking thing!">>
He wasted no time in fully sheathing his big black cock deeper in me than I knew a cock could go.
It hurt but knowing that I had his whole cock in me as his balls slapped against me was such a turn-on. I moaned like the whore I was.
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Before I knew it he took a firm grip on my shoulders and buried his cock as deep into my pussy as he could. I felt ropes and ropes of his cum painted all over my insides and that was enough to tip me over into another eye-rolling orgasm.
He just lay on top of me breathing when I came back to earth for what must have been my 7th or 8th orgasm of the night. Then I felt his cock pull free of me and a river of cum spilling out of my unplugged pussy.
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<<nm "Boss" "$ang keeps a stash of pills in the changing rooms. Make sure you get some off her before you leave.">>
I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled.
<<nm "You" "Yes boss.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 41">><</click>></span> The Sunday after that I had a knock at my door. I looked out to see that there was a delivery guy standing there.
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I told him that I didn't order anything and he said it was special order care of $boss. I was surprised and a little worried, it's not every day that you get sent a mysterious box by your pimp after all.
When I opened the box I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
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It was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen in my life! I could tell from looking at it that it must have cost more than I made in a month. In the box, there was a note that said.
"Be outside your building at 4 pm. Wear the dress."
I'm embarrassed to say it now but I was so excited. He could have had anyone he wanted. None of the girls would have said no to him, and he was picking me.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 43">><</click>></span> By 4 I had gotten my hair done and was waiting by the corner of my building in my new dress. I had no idea where I was going, but judging by the dress I knew it was going to be somewhere fancy. (I was right, but boy was I also wrong).
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When the car pulled up, it was only one of $boss's goons that were inside. He told me that $boss would be meeting me there. I did my best to get him to tell me where we were going but he had been told to keep it secret.
I didn't get to go to my own prom because of my mom being sick but I imagine that was how it would have felt. Dressed like a princess being whisked away to a night of adventure (I think that may have been the happiest moment of my life. Sad huh?).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 44">><</click>></span> We drove for about an hour until we pulled up to this incredible mansion.
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As soon as we stopped, the door opened and a hand came in to help me out. It was $boss and when he saw me in the dress he smiled ear to ear.
<<nm "Boss" "Wow, I knew it would look good on you but damn! I'm half tempted to skip all this and roll you back into the car and ravage you.">>
I giggled like a fucking schoolgirl at the way his eyes devoured me.
<<nm "You" "I've got the time if you've got the cash?">>
I had realized by now that $boss liked his girls to make him work for it a little. I guess a guy that can have a tight teen on his cock at the snap of his fingers likes a girl that isn’t so docile.
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! Always on the hustle, that's what I like about you $name. Come on, let's show these rich fucks how to look good.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 45">><</click>></span> Inside the doors was the craziest most fancy place I've ever seen. There was marble and gold and a fucking chandelier the size of a car! The people were just as fancy as the surroundings. I had expected to see at least some faces from work but I could tell instantly that these people were a cut above even the New York business elite.
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Wherever we walked people wanted to talk to $boss. In a room filled with people that looked like they could buy and sell countries he, and by extension I, were the center of attention. It felt amazing!
These people were old money rich and every guy I walked past followed me with his eyes. I was in a room with what must have been some of the richest mother fuckers in the world and in that moment I was the only thing they all wanted.
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At first, I thought that was the point. That this wasn’t a date as I'd first thought, but some kind of super-exclusive brothel $boss ran. (I turned out to not be entirely wrong on that as you know).
I kept waiting for $boss to say something or for one of the men to approach me and ask for some private time but despite the fact that they obviously wanted to fuck me, no one tried to.
We drank and danced and ate the most incredible meal. It was like something out of one of those movies about old timey England.
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Leo, was fucking boring! I'd been a whore for a while at this point, I'd gotten pretty good at drawing conversation out of people but Leo was a brick wall.
I tried to chat with some of the other women that had been left in the room but they were all really distant.
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None of them told me expressly to fuck off, but I could tell they didn't like being around me. At the time it made me feel kinda good. I thought they were all just jealous that I was there with $boss. (Looking back I think they were probably just afraid of getting themselves on $boss's radar, and who could blame them. If I knew what was happening back there I probably would've been afraid of me too).
So, with nothing else to do, I decided to get a nice buzz on with my good buddy Leo.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 48">><</click>></span> By the time $boss came back out, I was pleasantly buzzed.
<<nm "Boss" "Well, now that the boring part of the night is done, what's say we go and get you good and fucked.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh I dunno boss. Once we leave here I feel like I'll be off the clock. After hour's calls cost extra.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! Don't worry, I'm good for it.">>
He quickly bundled me into his car and off we went.
I was expecting him to fuck me in the car or at least ask for a blowjob but instead, we just made out the whole way back to his place (I don't know when was the last time you had a 20 minute make-out session? It's a damn good way to slick a pair of panties as it turns out).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 49">><</click>></span> We pulled up outside his place, which unsurprisingly was right across the street from the building.
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As soon as we were in the door we attacked each other. We didn't even make it past his living room.
As buzzed as I still was I almost forgot that I needed to make him work for it at least a little, so I pushed him away.
<<nm "You" "Sit.">>
He gave me a toothy smile and did as I said.
Then I stepped up to him and pulled his mouth against my pussy.
<<nm "You" "Eat.">>
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Boy did he! After only a minute or two I came so hard that my legs gave out and I collapsed onto the couch next to him.
He didn't waste a second and was on top of and inside of me in no time.
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He fucked me so hard that I was scrunched up into a ball against the back of his couch. He fucked me like I wasn’t a person. Like I was just a thing, a doll that he didn't care if he broke or not.
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I don't know if it was the booze or if the fucking was just that good but I lost count of the number of times he made me cum. Then suddenly he was dragging me around by the hair and blowing a huge load in my face.
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He came back from the bathroom with a towel and handed it to me so I could clean up.
<<nm "Boss" "You can take a shower here if you want, then Leo will drop you home. I need to head over to the building, the Sunday shift has already started and I'm late.">>
<<nm "You" "Sure.">>
As he was walking out he stopped. He pulled out his wallet and left a couple of bills on the stand there for me. Then he winked at me and left.
I was pretty tempted to poke around his place while he was gone but I'm sure that $boss is the type of guy that has cameras everywhere. Instead, I just took my shower and went out to meet Leo.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 51">><</click>></span> When I came to again it was morning and my whole world was pain.
My throat was on fire and my pussy felt like it had been ripped in half. I reached down to rub my raw pussy and felt something hard.
I couldn’t understand what it was until I looked down. My eyes filled with tears as I looked down and saw that the bastard had stuffed his fucking baseball bat into my pussy and left me passed out like that.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 53">><</click>></span> It took me almost 20 minutes to slowly work the bat out of my dry pussy and crawl my way to the shower.
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I don't know how long I stayed in there crying and holding myself. It had started to get dark again by the time I left the bathroom.
I picked up the phone and called into work.
Eventually, a woman I didn't know answered and I asked her to put $ang on. She was a bit snippy about it but did as I asked.
<<nm "Ang" "Hey babe! What's up.">>
<<nm "You" "I- ahem! I can't come to work tonight. In fact, I might not be able to come in for a while.">>
<<nm "Ang" "What? Why?">>
<<nm "You" "I-I. *Sniff* My landlord he- he-">>
I couldn’t get anything else out. I broke and started bawling down the phone.
<<nm "Ang" "Oh Jesus. . .">>
I could tell from her tone that she knew exactly what happened without me needing to say anything.
<<nm "Ang" "I'll be right over.">>
She hung up the phone curled into a ball and continued to cry.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 54">><</click>></span> I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know there is a knock at my door.
I gingerly walked over and opened it.
$ang rushed through the door and grabbed me into a hug which just started me off crying again.
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I was surprised to see $boss and Leo standing behind her in the doorway. Surprising even myself, my first thought on seeing $boss was "No I don't want him seeing me like this."
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He stepped into the room and placed his arms around me and $ang.
We started like that for a few seconds before $boss turned to Leo.
<<nm "Boss" "Head into her room and start packing up her stuff.">>
I hadn’t noticed it before but Leo had a couple of huge duffle bags with him.
Leo shot me a look as if to ask if I was OK with that.
<<nm "Boss" "Get to it Leo. She can hardly stay here after what happened.">>
He put a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eye.
<<nm "Boss" "$ang and I are going to take you to a doctor we know to have a look at you. Then we're going to put you in a nicer place than this shithole for a few weeks until you're back on your feet OK?">>
I remember that he was talking to me like he thought I had brain damage. I wanted to shout at him that I was a rape victim not a retard but I knew that he was trying to help so I held my tongue.
<<nm "Ang" "Come on babe. There's a car waiting down stairs to bring us to the doctor.">>
She started to lead me out the door. When I looked back I saw Leo holding the bat that was smeared with my dry blood and my landlord's dry cum. I almost puked just looking at it. He was showing it to $boss and I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me.
$boss turned to look at me, his face was fury but when he spoke his voice was calm.
<<nm "Boss" "$name, when you came to work for me you placed yourself under my protection. This man insulted my ability to protect my girls when he did this to you. When I find him. Do you want him dead, or just to wish he was?">>
<<nm "You" "I want him to live to be a very old man.">>
(And I truly mean that officers, even now I pray that he's still breathing, wherever he may be, and whoever he may be with.)
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 55">><</click>></span> A month later I was feeling better.
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I was living in a nice apartment not far from work and I had a nurse that would come by twice a week to check up on me.
Once I was feeling up to it I called $boss and told him I was ready to get back to work. About an hour later he was knocking at my door.
<<nm "You" "Hey, you didn't have to come over, like I said I'm feeling much better. I could have just met you at work.">>
<<nm "Boss" "I wanted to come by and see you with my own eyes before you come back.">>
I struck a sexy pose and smiled.
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<<nm "You" "Don't I look alright to you?">>
You might be wondering why I was so eager to get back to work? Honestly, I'm not sure myself. I think it was as much out of anger as anything. I was finally making something of myself, yes that something was a whore, but I was a damn good whore.
I had come to New York with dreams of being somebody and this was the only road left open to me in achieving that goal. I had given up on being anything but a whore at this point and I'd be damned if I'd let that rapist piece of shit take that away from me too.
$boss looked me over and smiled.
<<nm "Boss" "I don't know, you're clearly up for it but are you sure that your pussy is ready to get back to work?">>
In truth I wasn’t, my pussy had been painful for a couple of weeks. It was only in the last few days that I had started to feel normal down there again.
<<nm "You" "Oh, you might be right. Hang on.">>
I ran into my room and grabbed my purse. When I came back into the room I handed $boss a small stack of bills. He looked at them confused.
<<nm "Boss" "What's this for?">>
<<nm "You" "I'm paying you for sex, to test out if my pussy is back in fighting shape.">>
I think that was the only time I ever saw him really laugh, you know that kind of laugh someone does when they are really caught off guard?
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At this second meeting, I really leaned into the whole arm candy thing. I flirted with any guy that came close to us and made sure that before I left every guy there was desperate to fuck me.
$boss was so impressed that after, her took me to a jeweler's store and bought me a diamond necklace for making him look so good. Then he took me back to his place and fucked me.
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Only this time when he was done he asked me if I wanted to stay the night. I told him an all-nighter would be price and he literally took out a fistful of money from under his bed and made it rain hundred dollar bills all over me. I decided to stay.
I also decided one more thing that night. If $ang was on the way out anyway, than I was going to be the next top girl.
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My first night back was pretty uneventful all the other girls were happy to see me and gave me a lot of hugs and words of support. It was that night that I realized my landlord forced me to join a club that has far, far more members than most people realize.
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That night I fucked 2 young guys that thought they had big dicks but really didn't.
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At the end of the night, I was approached by a man in his fifties that I didn't recognize but that $ang told me was a big spender.
Apparently, he likes to fuck girls and film it. A few months ago I would have said no fucking way. I couldn’t have something like that floating around when I was all big and famous. Now? Triple the normal rate seemed like a fair price to put the final nail in that particular coffin.
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<<nm "Ang" "Take him downstairs to room 14.">>
<<nm "You" "Downstairs? We're already in the basement.">>
<<nm "Ang" "We're in basement 1. On basement 2 we have a bunch of our specialty rooms.">>
<<nm "You" "Like what?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Well there's the camera room for guys that like to film themselves. There's the rope room for guys that like to tie girls up or be tied up. Oh there's one that's just filled with balloons for this strange guy that gets off on naked girls popping balloons in high heels.">>
<<nm "You" "Haha! You made that last one up.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Swear to God! His name is Harry and he comes in on the first Sunday of every month. I can introduce you to him if you want to come in on a Sunday and work.">>
<<nm "You" "No, I think I'm good thanks. Is there anything I need to know about how the camera room works?">>
<<nm "Ang" "No, it's always recording in there. You just need to write down when you start and when you finish. $boss will have someone clip it out and send it to the guest. Here's the key, bring it back to me when you're done.">>
<<nm "You" "Thanks $ang.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 59">><</click>></span> After all my years of dreaming, my first time being on cameras was . . . well it was shit!
To start with he wanted me to finger myself as he filmed on one of the smaller cameras.
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Which, to be fair was pretty nice. No one knows how to work a girl's pussy better than the girl herself.
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Once he could see that I was slick enough, he told me to go into one of the drawers and pull out a big black dildo that was in there.
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He directed me to suck it and kept asking me if I liked big cocks.
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Eventually, he told me to put it in my pussy. As I said before a dildo is no replacement for a cock but I still enjoyed myself thoroughly.
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That's when things turned to shit. I set the nice dildo aside and he finally put the camera down and pulled out his own cock. At first, I was quite pleased, he had a nice fat one.
We moved over to the couch and I sucked him off for a good five minutes but the fucking thing never got properly hard! I took him into my throat, I licked his balls, everything I could think of but it just flopped around like a dead animal.
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Then we got to the actual fucking. Once he managed to thumb it into me he kept telling me to moan louder or to contort myself into some weird position for the camera.
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All the while he was worming his way in and out of me with his old half-hard cock (That's no comment on old cock. Some of the best cocks I've had were older guys but this bastard was damn basicly fucking me with a rope).
At one point I had to start playing with myself again because the old dipshit was literally making my pussy go dry.
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The only thing that made it bearable was the fact that I knew the video would be playing on one of the many TV's in $boss's office. So I played to the camera like I was having the best fuck of my life knowing that $boss's curiosity would make him want to at least have a peek.
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Eventually, he pulled my head back and started asking if I was close. (no buddy, no I was not). But, I'm ever the actor so I thought of $boss watching and I pulled out a masterful fake orgasm, the trick is to make your pussy muscles contract so they think it's real.
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When the old fuck finally came I was just grateful that I didn't have to feel his gross limp cock inside me anymore. It was a damn shame too, he was pretty big. I bet he could fuck a girl right when he was young.
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At the end of the night when I went into the office $boss smiled at me.
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<<nm "Boss" "You really are an actress huh?">>
I played dumb and cocked my head.
<<nm "You" "Why whatever do you mean $boss?">>
He stood up from his desk and walked past me, he quietly closed the door and I heard the lock click closed.
He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips.
<<nm "Boss" "You knew I was watching didn't you?">>
I could feel his breath on my neck.
<<nm "Boss" "That old fuck thought it was for him but that little show of yours was for me wasn’t it?">>
I leaned back into him and felt his hard cock press into the meat of my ass.
<<nm "You" "Awe, were you feeling jealous? Did you not enjoy watching me fuck that old loser?">>
His hands slid around to my front and started to lift my top off over my head. I raised my hands and let him take it off without issue.
He started to massage my tits and roughly pinch my nipples.
<<nm "Boss" "Is that what you wanted? To make me jealous?">>
I let my head fall back onto his shoulder and released out a small moan.
<<nm "You" "Of course not, I was just making sure that our guest was happy. Knowing that you were watching was just an added bonus.">>
He pinched my nipples hard and spun me around to face him.
<<nm "Boss" "If you really want to make me jealous than you should have found someone better than an old man that can't even get hard anymore. I don't care if you take a hundred cocks a night as long as mine is one of them.">>
We held each other's eyes for a second. Then on some unheard signal we both started ripping our clothes off.
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A couple of weeks after that when I got to work $ang come up to me with a big smile.
<<nm "Ang" "Hey babe, you remember Mr. Big Spender from your first night here?">>
<<nm "You" "The guy I walked in on you blowing in the dressing room?">>
<<nm "Ang" "That's the one. Well, it's his birthday and he has decided to treat himself to a threesome, and guess who he picked to join us?">>
I had done a couple of girl-girl dates and threesomes at this point but I'd never gotten to do one with $ang. I actually had butterflies in my stomach.
<<nm "You" "Oh my God! That sounds so fun!">>
<<nm "Ang" "Well come on then, he's waiting.">>
She took me by the hand and lead me down to the second basement.
<<nm "You" "He's in one of these rooms? What kind of play is he into.">>
She hands me a lab coat and a stethoscope.
<<nm "You" "Doctors and nurses?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Not exactly, he and I are a married couple with a shit sex life and you are a sex doctor that's going to teach us about how to fuck.">>
I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
<<nm "You" "You sure you can play the part of a bored housewife?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Please, after working here for so long I've got more acting experience that most Oscar winners. Come on I don't want to keep him waiting.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 62a">><</click>></span> A couple of weeks after that I got a call from $boss asking me to come in to work an hour early. I was excited and nervous all at once. On one hand, getting called in early could mean that I fucked up somehow and he wanted to chew me out, but on the other hand, it could mean that he is finally ready to make me the top girl and move $ang over to just being a manager like we talked about.
It turned out to be none of those things. It was $boss's birthday and he decided that as a little treat to himself he wanted me and $ang to service him together.
I had done a couple of girl-girl shows and threesomes at this point but I'd never gotten to do one with $ang before and I was really excited when I found out.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 64">><</click>></span> Once we were done and John paid us, me and $ang went off to take a moment and relax.
In the dressing room, $ang turned to me with a serious look.
<<nm "Ang" "$name, can I ask you something?">>
<<nm "You" "After what we just did? Anything">>
<<nm "Ang" "Has $boss been taking you anywhere lately? Outside of work hours I mean.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh you mean those rich people dinner parties? Yeah, he has taken me to a few, why?">>
She was quiet for a long time and it made me start to worry that she was pissed off at me. (It was hard to tell with $ang on account of her face not being able to move).
<<nm "You" "Is, is that OK? I mean I didn't ask him to bring me, it's not like I can say no when he asks right?">>
<<nm "Ang" "No of course not, he's the boss if he wants you he wants you and that's it.<br><br> I guess that's it then, I'm out.">>
<<nm "You" "What? What does that mean?">>
<<nm "Ang" "He has replaced me. I don't know if you've noticed but I have far fewer clients these days. If I'm not bringing in the money and now I'm not even his top girl. It's only a matter of time before he's done with me entirely.">>
I walked over to her and put my arm across her shoulder.
<<nm "You" "No that's not true. Look don't tell him I said this but he talked to me about you.">>
I could feel her tighten up.
<<nm "Ang" "And?">>
<<nm "You" "Well, you're right. He was thinking about firing you.">>
She went limp again and sagged.
<<nm "You" "But I talked him out of it. I even came up with an idea that I think will make us all happy. He knows that you're really good with the girls and that we all love you. I was like, why not make that her job. <br><br>Wouldn't that be great? You as the manager for the girls and me as the top girl. We could run this city together you and I.">>
She held my eye for a long time and again I couldn’t read any real emotion on her paralyzed face.
<<nm "Ang" "That, that does sound great.">>
<<nm "You" "Really!? You're into the idea?">>
She pulled me into a hug.
<<nm "Ang" "Well I don't know that I have any other options. He has already picked my replacement for the top girl. I guess I'll have to take whatever crumbs you leave for me huh?">>
(Dear past me. THIS WAS A HUGE RED FLAG YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!!)
But dumb fuck that I was I was just glad that she seemed to be on board with my idea. I squealed and pulled her tighter into the hug.
<<nm "You" "This is going to be great $ang, you and I are going to make the best team!">>
<<nm "Ang" "Oh yes babe. I have a lot to teach you.">>
(RED. FLAG. YOU. DUMB. BITCH!!!)
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 65">><</click>></span> When I arrive for my next shift $ang was waiting for me outside the dressing room.
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<<nm "You" "Hey $ang, what's up?">>
She smiled and pulled me into a hug.
<<nm "Ang" "I did it! I talked to $boss before we started tonight. You're looking at your official madam.">>
I hugged her back, genuinely happy for her.
<<nm "You" "Oh my God $ang that's so great! I'm so happy for you!">>
<<nm "Ang" "For us both, now that I'm moving up in the world that leaves the top girl slot open.">>
I felt butterflies in my stomach.
<<nm "You" "Did he tell you when he was going to announce the other girls about you being promoted?">>
<<nm "Ang" "He agreed to give me a week before he told anyone, so keep this between us for now OK? I'm going to spend the week handing off the hand full of regular guests I have left to some of the other girls. <br><br>Speaking of which one of my favorite guests is in tonight and to thank you for all you've done I wanted to give him to you.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh $ang you don't have to do that I have plenty of regulars, why don't you give him to one of the other girls?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Because he's a tits guy and no one in this place has better tits than you, after me of course haha!">>
<<nm "You" "Well OK then. What's he like?">>
<<nm "Ang" "Easiest job of the week. He comes in every week at the same time, he tips well, and he has a pretty nice cock. He likes to use the bath on B2 and get me all soaped up before he fucks me.">>
<<nm "You" "Oh sounds fun.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Great! I'll go and let him know that you're going to be taking over for me. Why don't you head down, here take the key it's room number 19, get the bath going. I'll send him down to you once I let him know that I'm retiring.">>
I was so glad that things had worked out for my friend and that I was getting a new easy client. I was practically skipping as I made my way downstairs to get raped for the second time in my life.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 66">><</click>></span> As I came back up out of the water I reached for their hard cocks.
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I resolved to get them off as fast as I could.
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<<nm "RapO" "That's right whore, that's more like it. Come on my turn.">>
He twisted my head around painfully and jammed his cock into my throat at an awkward angle. It hurt like hell and my eyes watered but I knew there was so much point in complaining.
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I was hoping to get them off with just my mouth so that "all three holes" comment wouldn’t come to pass. As the younger guy was throat fucking me the older one moved behind me.
<<nm "RapO" "Gat your pussy up here slut.">>
I hesitated and he reached down and stuck two fingers into me lifting my ass out of the water.
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I was so relieved when he stuck his cock in my pussy that I could feel tears stinging in my eyes.
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<<nm "RapO" "Augh man! You gotta get some of this pussy, she's so fucking tight.">>
<<nm "RapY" "Really? That last girl we had was super tight too. Where the hell are they getting these whores that still have tight pussys?">>
<<nm "RapO" "Haha! That last girl was a "virgin" remember, she kept screaming it over and over.">>
Suddenly it hit me who they were talking about. Avi, they were talking about raping Avi. They must have been here with the Politian on Avi's last night.
<<nm "RapY" "They must send these bitches to acting class or something. It really feels like you're raping them. Come on whore, turn around I want to check out that pussy.">>
I felt numb, imagining poor virgin Avi at the hands of these monsters, and a room full of other men that were just as bad.
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 67a">><</click>></span> Once they left I stayed there on the floor not wanting to move. Every time I did there was a shooting pain in my battered asshole.
The door opened and I looked up to see $ang walking in.
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I started to cry when I noticed the smile on her face.
<<nm "You" "Why? I was your friend.">>
She knelt and pulled me up to my knees by my hair.
<<nm "Ang" "I was never your friend. I was just doing my job and making sure that you did your fucking job. Then you decided you wanted to take my fucking spot, the spot that I worked years to make mine. You haven’t even been here for a year and you think you can dethrone me you stupid little cunt?<br><br> I own this place, it would be nothing without me, he would be nothing without me.">>
I started to cry harder. I really thought she had been my friend.
<<nm "Ang" "Awe, boohoo. I got raped again, do you have any idea how many times I've been raped in my life? Hundreds, my own dad started selling me to his buddies at the bar when I was 12, I had my ass raped by a 400-pound trucker at 14 so my dad could score a case of expensive whiskey. ">>
She tightened her grip on my hair.
<<nm "Ang" "And you waltz in here with your new tits and your stupid dreams of acting and you think you can take what I've worked for? <br><br>This was a warning shot $name, back the fuck off or they'll find you in the river with all your holes so stretched out they won't even be sure your human.">>
She let go of my hair and I fell back to the ground with a wet slap.
I stayed there for a long time crying on the floor, but what was I going to do stay there the whole night? Eventually, someone would come looking for me, and then what? Am I going to tell them that $ang had me raped, would they believe me if I did? Everyone loved $ang.
I pulled myself together. I got up off the floor, got dressed, and reapplied my makeup.
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There was a brief moment as I was looking in the mirror that I thought about just leaving and never coming back, then I thought about those dinner parties that $boss had been taking me to. The way I felt when I was the center of attention in a room full of the most powerful men in the city.
"Fuck her" I thought. I wanted us to share the spotlight together, but now I'm going to take it all from her.
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The rest of the night was torture. I managed to spend most of it in the common area chatting people up and flirting but eventually a whore has to get fucked.
I only had 2 more guests fuck me that night but as battered as my pussy was it felt like getting fucked by a burning poker. Not that they noticed of course. A screaming whore is a screaming whore. The stupid cunts thought I was screaming because of how good their cocks were.
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Finally, when the night was over I had one of the other girls drop my money into $boss and said I wasn’t feeling well so I could leave immediately.
As I was leaving I caught $ang's eye and she smiled at me. I looked at the floor to make her feel like she had won but inside I was seething. "just you wait you cunt. I'm going to make you regret this" (And boy did I. I made her regret it so much that I still have nightmares about her.)
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I was barely able to sleep at all that night, between reliving it in my nightmares and the searing pain in my ass I was awake and tossing for most of the night.
The next day I went to the doctor and she gave me some cream to help with the swelling.
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She knew what happened to me as soon as she saw my battered hole and tried to convince me to report it but I kept insisting that I was fine and all I needed was the cream.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 71">><</click>></span> <<nm "You" "$boss hi it's me $name.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Hey what's up, why are you calling?">>
<<nm "You" "Um, it's about the dinner party today.">>
<<nm "Boss" ". . .What about it?">>
He was already sounding annoyed.
<<nm "You" "I think you should take $ang instead of me.">>
<<nm "Boss" "You do? And what exactly makes you think that you're the one that gets to decide?">>
Yep, he was definitely annoyed.
<<nm "You" "Sorry $boss. I just think that she would be better than me. She's been doing that kind of stuff so much longer than I have, I'm sure you'd be happier having her.">>
<<nm "Boss" ". . .Leo will be picking you up at 4. Wear the dress.">>
Then the line went dead.
I was worried that I might have fucked up but I wanted $boss angry. Ideally, I wanted him angry at $ang but if I could play it right I would turn his anger at me onto her before it bit me on the tit.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 73">><</click>></span> When I arrived at the party $boss was there to open the door of the car as always. He was obviously still annoyed and didn't really talk to me.
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I stayed quiet too, but whenever someone approached us I would paint on a smile and charm the pants of them. Despite what I said on the phone I wanted to make sure that $boss knew damn well that I was ten times better as arm candy than that bitch.
Other than the stony silence between $boss and me the dinner part of the day went well. I had a bunch of men sniffing around me and $boss received a ton of compliments about his "lovely companion".
When the meeting part of the dinner was over $boss walked out and waved me to follow him to the car. As soon as we got underway he turned to me.
<<nm "Boss" "Alright, what the hell is going on with you?">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 74">><</click>></span> <<nm "You" "Nothing. What makes you think there's anything going on?">>
<<nm "Boss" "You can say whatever you want but I know you love being at those parties. I could see it in you the first time I brought you. Being the center of attention is what drives you. This is exactly what I need from the props I bring to these things. So quit the bullshit, what's the real reason you wanted me to bring $ang?">>
I took a deep breath and let my lip quiver a little.
<<nm "You" "I-I just think that $ang would do a better job-">>
<<nm "Boss" "Bullshit.">>
<<nm "You" "No really $ang is, is great-">>
He slapped me across the face, hard.
<<nm "You" "Ou! I'm sorry please, just, please I don't want any more trouble OK?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Trouble? What trouble?<br><br>The truth now $name. If you fucking lie to me anymore. . .!">>
I took a second to steady myself. This was the moment of truth, this is where he would decide who the real top girl was going to be.
I let out a dramatic sigh and look resigned.
<<nm "You" "OK the truth. $ang has it in her head that you're going to replace her with me. She doesn’t want to let you do that so she had me . . . had me raped by two guys to get me to back off.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Where?">>
<<nm "You" "Where what?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Where did she have you raped?">>
<<nm "You" "At work, in one of the second basement rooms so no one could hear me calling for help. It was the night I had Shelly drop my money into you. <br><br>Look, I just don't want any more trouble.">>
<<nm "Boss" "Well that's not up to you! And it sure as shit isn’t up to that old busted ass whore! Not in my fucking building! It's up to me! I decide who's the top girl, not her! And if she doesn’t like my decision, well there are ways of dealing with old used-up whores.">>
He turned to Leo.
<<nm "Boss" "Leo, take us to the building.">>
$boss didn't speak again for the rest of the car ride but I could tell by his body language that he was pissed! I was just hoping most of that anger would land on $ang and not me.
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It was still early when we arrived at the building and other than the plainclothes security around the outside the place was empty.
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$boss lead me to his office and started scrubbing through footage on one of his many screens. I felt sick as I realized that I was looking at the room I had been raped in not so long ago.
Then I watched in stunned disgust as I walked into the room and happily began to wash in the bath.
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It was all happening fast forward so it was only seconds later that the men came into the room and within seconds of that they had me bent over and were pushing their cocks into my virgin asshole as I screamed.
I couldn’t look away, I watched myself getting raped.
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Finally, the video sped past my rape and for a good minute all that could be seen on the screen was me laying on the cold floor.
Then the door opened and $ang walked in.
$boss watched everything that was done to me with a level of calm that was frightening. But when $ang says.
<<nm "Ang" "I own this place, it would be nothing without me, he would be nothing without me.">>
$boss's face contorted to a mask of rage.
<<nm "Boss" "Is that so bitch? Leo, go get her and bring her here.">>
When the door closed he turned to me.
<<nm "Boss" "So you finally got fucked in the ass? Bend over. I think I need to make sure that you know your place too.">>
I wanted to say no, I wanted to run, but where? The look in $boss's eyes wasn’t new to me, it was the same look those men in the video had given me. He was going to take what he wanted from me and it didn't matter what I had to say about it.
So I did what he said. I figured if it was going to happen anyway I may as well go along.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 76">><</click>></span> Once he was done he let me go into the changing room to fix myself up.
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My ass was killing me but it was the right decision to go along with it. If he had forced that thing into me I would have been crippled.
It wasn’t long after that before Leo arrived with $ang.
When she walked into the office she saw me sitting on the couch and the boss behind his desk. It looked like Leo had rushed her out before she could put on her makeup, which I knew she must hate. I could tell in her eyes that she knew she was in trouble.
When Leo closed the door behind her she nearly jumped out of her skin.
She quickly composed herself though. After all, this was her place, right?
She walked over to the desk and sat in the chair in front of $boss.
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<<nm "Boss" "Did I tell you that you could sit?">>
She looked around.
<<nm "Ang" "$boss what's all this abo-">>
<<nm "Boss" "Did I tell you that you could sit!?">>
$ang slowly got to her feet.
<<nm "Ang" "Honestly $boss what's up with all the theatrics, what's going on?">>
Without turning around $boss clicked play on the remote.
<<nm "Ang" "I own this place, it would be nothing without me, he would be nothing without me.">>
$ang went pale and I could see her wobble on her feet.
<<nm "Ang" "N-no, it's not what it looks like! It was her! It was this lying little bitch! <br><br>Come on $boss, you know me I've worked for you for years. You know I didn't mean any of that. I was just so mad at this cunt for trying to steal my spot. I didn't mean it.">>
The room went quiet again as $ang ran out of words.
<<nm "Boss" "Steal your spot? $ang, you never owned the top girl spot. I gave it to you just like I gave you everything else you have. If I hadn’t found you, you'd still be sucking cock at a truck stop for 5 dollars a load. You are nothing!<br><br>Even so, I always had a soft spot for you, even after you fucked yourself up with all those surgeries and the guests didn't want you anymore I still let you keep my, top girl spot!<br><br> And as for the "little bitch" that is replacing you, it was her that gave me the idea of keeping you as a manager-">>
<<nm "Ang" "O-OK, I-I'll do it. I'll give up the top girl spot and just be a manager I can-">>
<<nm "Boss" "Leo, if this whore interrupts me again me again hit her.">>
Leo stepped up next to $ang and she cowered away from him.
<<nm "Boss" "As I was saying. I was going to keep you as a manager, but that's off the table now. After seeing this video I started thinking back over the years and I realized, this isn’t the first time you've done this is it?<br><br>The girl from Dallas a few years back that suddenly decided to move home, that redhead with the huge tits that killed herself in 2016 . . . Shannon.">>
That last one made $ang wobble on her feet again and even Leo seemed to flinch. I never found out who Shannon was but whatever happened to her must have been bad judging by the reaction in the room.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 78">><</click>></span> <<nm "Ang" "I-I-I'm sorry!">>
$ang just stood there and cried.
<<nm "Boss" "Leo, get her out of here, she's done. Once you drop her o-">>
<<nm "Ang" "No please $boss-">>
Faster than I could see Leo's fist connected with the with $ang's jaw and she fell limp onto the floor.
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<<nm "Boss" "Never could keep any of her holes shut for long. Leo . . . take her to Duke.">>
This seemed to surprise Leo. He stood there looking at $boss for a second, then he scooped $ang up like she was a child and walked out the door with her (I didn't know who Duke was at the time, but he and I would become intimately acquainted in the not too distant future).
<<nm "Boss" "Let the girls know that you're the top girl now once they get in. Here.">>
He held out a ring of keys that I recognized as being the keys to the various second basement rooms along with a few others.
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My hands were shaking but I got up and went to take it. He held onto the ring of keys and looked at me.
<<nm "Boss" "I will expect you to do a better job than the last girl.">>
<<nm "You" "I promise not to have any of the girls under my care raped haha.">>
He held my eyes for a moment longer before letting go of the keys.
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When I told the other girls that $ang had "retired" and that I was the top girl now there was a clear divide in the response. The younger girls like me were sad to see $ang go but the girls that had been there longer seemed thrilled that she was gone.
That reaction confirmed to me that $boss was right. I was far from the only girl that she had pulled some shit with over the years.
I settled into my new role quickly, all of the girls already knew me and it turned out that I actually really enjoyed being the mother hen to my coup of whores. Especially after what had been done to me. I was determined to look after them and they appreciated having me looking out for them.
Being the top girl came with an added benefit, top price. I spent less time on my knees or back than ever but I was still earning way more than I ever had.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 80">><</click>></span> Things went well for the next couple of months. I found my own place and it was amazing.
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It cost more than I would have dreamed of paying even 6 months ago, but I was making so much money now that I didn't even care.
At the dinner parties, I started making friends with all the movers and shakers of the old money world, a couple of them even lowered themselves to come to see me at work.
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One guy gave me 10 grand to cancel an appointment with another guest because he wanted me to have a threesome with him and his wife!
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Things were good . . . then they weren’t.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 81">><</click>></span> We traveled down a short hallway and into a room about the size of my school gym. It was dark but I figured it was some kind of grand ballroom or something.
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There were a bunch of comfortable chairs arranged in a half-circle all pointing at an empty space in the middle.
Everyone moved to take up their seats, I followed behind $boss and sat on the folding chair to his right.
Once everyone was seated, the man from earlier who rang the bell to let everyone know it was time for the meeting walked into the empty space in the middle.
<<nm "MiscM" "Tonight we have 16 lots, as always bidding will begin at 10 thousand and increase in 5 thousand dollar increments. You have a paddle on the table beside you. All winning bids must be paid off in cash before departing with the acquired goods.">>
Once he was done the man stepped to the side and signaled to someone I couldn’t see.
The first "lot" was a girl of about 20.
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I felt my stomach drop when I realized what was happening. They were selling girls.
<<nm "MiscM" "This first lot is named Taylor, she's from Little Rock Arkansas, and was acquired 3 weeks ago while hitchhiking to New York to become a model.">>
Everyone laughed at that.
<<nm "MiscM" "She is 5 foot 4 inches. She weighs 121 pounds. She has 34 C breasts and is an anal virgin.">>
After that, he waited for a couple of minutes for people to get a good look at her.
<<nm "MiscM" "Who wishes to start the bidding?">>
I looked out the corner of my eye and noticed that $boss wasn’t even looking at the naked and frightened girl in the centre. He as looking at me.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 83">><</click>></span> My heart was pounding in my chest and started to focus on my breathing to try and calm down. I put myself somewhere else. One of the first things they teach you as an actor is to be able to conjure a memory in your head to help you find any emotion you might need.
I focused on my breathing and led my mind back to a happy memory. I was in high school, my boyfriend and I were dancing at the winter ball after being named the king and queen. All eyes were on us and he was telling me how beautiful I was.
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<<nm "MiscM" "Sold! To number 26 for 185,000.">>
The next "lot" was trotted out. She looked more like a soccer mom than a whore.
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I briefly wondered how the hell she ended up here before my emotions started to overwhelm me and I had to retreat again.
It went on like that for almost an hour. They would drag some poor girl out on stage, there would be five minutes or so where the man that was running things would read off a list of her attributes. Then she was just held there to be evaluated for another few minutes before the bidding would start.
I remember being surprised by how docile they all were. You'd think that anyone in that situation would be kicking and screaming. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t be long before I found out exactly what it took to break a person like that.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 84">><</click>></span> <<nm "MiscM" "And for the final lot of the night, we have a very special entry.">>
Again he signaled to the side.
There was the obvious click-clack of high heels but there was also another sound.
I realized what it was when I watched $ang step into the light locked in chains. I was shocked and disgusted but also a little part of me felt proud of her. All the other girls that I saw that night had been so thoroughly broken that they just stood there quietly as they were sold to the highest bidder. Not $ang though, she was a fighter till the end.
For all the makeup they had put on her she still looked terrible though, her eyes were barely open I couldn’t tell if it was drugs or if she just hadn’t slept in days but as soon as the person holding her chain released her she stumbled to her knees.
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I had to dig my nails hard into my palms to keep from crying at the sight of her, especially as $boss was still watching me like a hawk.
The man stepped up next to $ang and just before he could start reading off his notes about her $ang's eyes sprung open. She was looking directly at us.
With surprising quickness, she dashed across 15 feet of open ground until her handler had a chance to grab the chain and hold her in place. She was only a couple of feet away from me now and I could see the fear in her eyes.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 85">><</click>></span> <<nm "Ang" "$boss! $name! Please! Help me! Please don't let them do this to me! Please! I'm sorry! I'll go away, you'll never have to see me again! Please don't do this $boss!!">>
I looked over at $boss and he seemed to have not even looked up at $ang's outburst. He was still just watching me, waiting to see what I was going to do.
I looked back at $ang and her eyes were begging me to save her. I looked at her and thought. "I'm sorry $ang, but if it's not you, it's going to be me."
I sprung up from my chair and punched her as hard as I could in the gut.
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With that, the last of her strength went out of her and she folded into a heap on the floor.
I summoned all the anger and hatred I could and directed it at her. She'd had me raped, she'd had poor Avi gang-raped even though she was a virgin, who knows how many other girls she had ruined before us.
I grabbed a fist full of her hair and dragged her back into the center dropping her at the feet of her handler.
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Then I turned to the room and in my best stage voice, I started.
<<nm "You" "Ladies and gentlemen! <br><br>Our last lot of the night is the most well-used set of holes in all of New York City. First fucked for money at the ripe old age of 12 by her dads drinking buddies for the price of a pack of cigarettes. She then went on to give up her asshole for the first time to a 400 pound trucker for the king's ransom of a bottle of whisky at only 14.">>
The people in the room started to laugh and I could feel bile climbing up my throat.
<<nm "You" "A true cock hungry whore down to her marrow ladies and gentlemen! Who will start the bidding at 5 dollars?">>
Again everybody laughed but this time they also looked over to $boss to gauge his reaction.
$boss smiled and gave a hearty chuckle. He flicked his finger giving permission and the bids started coming in along with more and more waves of laughter.
I could vaguely make out the sounds of sobbing from the floor behind me but I couldn’t bring myself to look down and see her again. So I stood there and smiled as my soul shriveled up and died inside me.
In the end I helped sell my former friend to an old Arab man so fat he can't have seen his cock, let alone used it, in decades. She sold for 115 dollars.
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Once he was done with me, we walked outside and he stopped me as I went to get into his car.
<<nm "Boss" "Hang on, not that car. As a reward for your performance I had a little something prepared for you.">>
He pointed behind his car to another car with a huge black man standing next to it?
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<<nm "You" "I-I don't drive though?">>
<<nm "Boss" "And you won't have to. That's what Andy here is for. He'll be to you, what Leo is to me.">>
I was about to point out that $ang didn't have a bodyguard, then I remembered that she had been working for the boss for years. I'd bet dollars to donuts that after he let her in on what goes on in that back room she was given a babysitter for a couple of years too. Just in case she grew a conscience.
So, I acted.
<<nm "You" "Oh my God $boss! That's so sweet of you!">>
I pulled him into a kiss.
<<nm "You" "How fast does it go?">>
<<nm "Boss" "Why don't you go find out?">>
I giggled and ran over to my new car.
<<nm "You" "Come on Andy, let's see what you got!">>
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As soon as I got home I started planning how I was going to run. If $boss was willing to do that to $ang it was only a matter of time before it was my turn.
I kept alternating between feeling sick and bouts of uncontrollable crying every time I thought of what I'd done in that place. $ang was a cunt but she didn't deserve that, no one does.
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My biggest problem was Andy. He was parked in front of the only way out of my building at all times. I could try the fire escape but I would have to come out of the ally right in front of him because I just had to get a fucking apartment on the river! So unless I was going to become an Olympic swimmer I needed to get past him somehow.
Obvious answer right? Just fuck him until he falls asleep. I'm a whore, do you really think that didn't occur to me? $boss has a hard rule against anyone other than him sampling the merchandise.
Once every few years, one of the security guys turns up beat to shit as a reminder to the rest. The smart ones keep their cocks to themselves and Andy was one of the smart ones.
Now that I was the top girl I was expected to be at work 7 days a week, which also meant that once I was gone I would have at most half a day head start.
So, the plan.
Over the next two weeks, I stole small amounts of drugs from various clients. We were strictly forbidden from using, any girl caught using would be fired on the spot or, I guess, sold.
That didn't stop the guests from using every night. So little by little a stocked up on ketamine and pinched a needle from the first aid kit.
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Then one night I brought my big purse to work filled with all the things I'd need to run.
Well, long story short, I'm not exactly fucking James Bond and ketamine does not kick in as fast as it does in the movies. So when I drove a full syringe of it into Andy's neck he had plenty of time to kick the shit out of me and tie me up before he passed out.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 89">><</click>></span> Next time I woke up I was tied naked to a chair.
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I looked up and saw a wiry middle-aged man standing in front of me holding a belt.
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<<nm "Duke" "Oh, you're awake. No need for this then.">>
<<nm "You" "Where am-">>
*Crack*
He slapped me so hard across the face that my head snapped back and hit against the chair I was tied to.
When he spoke again his voice was still totally calm.
<<nm "Duke" "$name, my name is Duke and for as long as you're in my care there are a couple of rules you're going to need to follow. Rule one, only speak when you're asked a direct question. Rule two, do what I say, when I say it. Do you understand?">>
Somewhere in the back of my mind the name Duke rang a bell but I couldn’t place it just then.
I nodded at his question.
*Crack*
Another slap from the belt, harder this time.
<<nm "Duke" "That was a question. Remember rule 1?">>
<<nm "You" "Yes, sorry. I understand.">>
<<nm "Duke" "Great. To start with I'm going untie you and fuck you a couple of times in all your holes. Then tomorrow, once I've had my time, I'm going to put you in the fun room and let a bunch of my friends come by and make some sport of you. Do you understand?">>
I started to cry as I realized where I knew the name Duke from. He was the man that $boss sent $ang to. He was the one charged with breaking her before she went to be sold.
<<nm "You" "P-P-Please.">>
*Crack*
I was rocked back in my chair again and tasted blood in my mouth.
Again with no deviation in his inflection he said.
<<nm "Duke" "So to start with I'm going untie you and fuck you a couple of times in all your holes. Then tomorrow, once I've had my time, I'm going to put you in the fun room and let a bunch of my friends come by and make some sport of you. Do you understand?">>
I felt my anger rising along with my fear and sorrow. I was not going to let this happen to me! He may have been charged with breaking $ang but I saw the strength she was able to summon at the auction. I know that he failed, and he was going to fail again now.
<<nm "You" "Well alright then big boy! Let's see what kind of cock you've got for me to play with!?">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 90">><</click>></span> This was the first time I got a reaction out of the fucker.
<<nm "Duke" "What?">>
I opened my legs as far as my bindings would allow.
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<<nm "You" "Come on, you said we were going to have some fun right?! Well, let's get to it! I haven’t had a good fuck in hours!">>
<<nm "Duke" "Haha! Oh, I see what you're playing at. Gotta say that's a new one on me, but hell, I always like a girl that makes it interesting.">>
He pulled a lever and my bindings became loose enough for me to shake free of them. Then he was on me, and a second later he was in me.
We fucked for hours on and off as he needed time to recover between orgasms.
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I vaguely wondered as he came in my pussy for the 3rd time if he was going to give me the pill (no by the way), but frankly, having to go get an abortion later was the least of my worries just then.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 91">><</click>></span> I did my best to keep playing like I loved every second of it but after a couple of days, I was so exhausted that all I could do was get limply passed around between them.
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Sometimes I would pass out while getting fucked. When I woke up I couldn’t tell if it was the same gangrape or if that group had finished while I was out and another had come in and started a fresh session.
I'm pretty sure I remember eating about 30 or so meals but I have no idea if that was one meal a day for 30 days or 2 meals for a 15, hell if you told me I was in there for a year I'd believe you.
All I really remember is cocks and pain.
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Cocks and pain.
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Cocks and pain
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<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 93">><</click>></span> Then one day Duke and two women in rags came by. They were beautiful but their eyes were hollow. I can only imagine the things those two girls have seen.
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They took me for a bath. I was so out of it that I almost slipped under the water a couple of times and one of the women had to hold my head above the water as the other did her best to clean all the dried cum out of my pussy and asshole.
They spoon-fed me a big bowl of soup and tied me down in a large comfortable bed.
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I kept waiting for someone to come along and fuck me some more but no one did and I eventually fell asleep like that.
I'm not sure how long I was asleep for, again if you told me it was a month I'd believe you.
At some point, the women came back. They helped me out of the bed, fed me again, and did my makeup.
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For a second I was confused by that but then it hit me. Today was the day, I was going to be sold.
I wanted to cry but for some reason, I didn't want to ruin the makeup that the two women had done for me (odd huh? I guess I figured that their lives were hard enough already.)
Then I was gagged and shoved naked into a van and driven off down a bouncy country road (before anyone asks, I couldn’t see out of the van, I have no idea where it was).
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When we arrived at the mansion about an hour later I was taken out of the van. I noticed that there were already a lot of cars parked outside meaning that the dinner party must have been underway. I was shuttled through a back entrance and placed in a small room alone. The room was nice and had comfortable places to sit but I noticed that the windows had bars on them.
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After about half an hour the door opened and in walked the auctioneer, a couple of well-dressed women and a large bodyguard.
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The older of the two women came close to me and inspected my naked body.
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<<nm "Mom" "This is her? She doesn’t look like much, after what you said I was expecting more.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "I assure you, mam, after the show she put on last month with $boss's other girl, the buyers will be crawling over one another to procure her.">>
<<nm "Mom" "What do you think Darcy?">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Mom, you know I hate being here, can't we just go watch from the balcony like always?">>
<<nm "Mom" ". . .Darcy, how many times have I told you? This is the family business, I don't care how distasteful you find it. Get over here and give me your opinion.">>
Darcy took a couple of steps forward and looked me over. Ever since I first started to look like a woman instead of a girl I've had eyes roving my body, this girl though. The disinterested way she assessed my naked body made me shiver.
<<nm "Darcy" "I guess she's pretty good. Girls with big tits, even fake ones sell well. She's young, she has experience as a whore so she'll probably become docile quickly and I'm sure she knows a thousand ways to use her body in order to keep her new owner happy. <br><br>We should put her in last, we don't want anyone blowing all their cash on her and then underpaying for the rest of the lots.">>
I wanted to scream at her, to tell her that I was a fucking human being, not a dairy cow being sent for slaughter but the gag kept me quiet. Oddly even though I wasn’t shackled in any way, it never occurred to me to strike out at her. Maybe it was the huge bodyguard behind her or maybe Duke had broken me more than I realized (As Darcy said, whores become docile quickly).
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 95">><</click>></span> <<nm "Mom" "Very good Darcy, see I knew you had the mind for this if you chose to apply yourself.">>
The mom seemed genuinely proud of her daughter for being so good at breaking down the worth of another human being.
<<nm "MiscM" "Ladies if that's all? I should go and inform the guests that we're ready to begin the auction.">>
<<nm "Mom" "Of course, let's head up to the balcony Darcy.">>
Darcy looked me over and smiled for the first time.
<<nm "Darcy" "Actually I think I would like to watch the auction from the floor today. Like you said this is the family business I should see it from all sides. In fact, I'll bring Albert down with me I think. He turned 18 last week and he is going to be the man of the house someday, I think it's time he learned too, don't you?">>
The mom beamed.
<<nm "Mom" "That's my girl! Albert may be the one that inherits the business when I and your father are gone but I think we both know who the brains of the operation will be.">>
She pulled her daughter into a joyful hug that under other circumstances would have been heartwarming. As it was, seeing them having this family bonding moment in front of the naked whore they were about to sell into sex slavery turned it into a stomach-turning moment of callus horror.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 96">><</click>></span> <<nm "Albert" "Look Darcy, they're getting hard, that means she likes it.">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Of course she does, she's a whore.">>
<<nm "Albert" "Can I take this off her? I want her to give me a blowjob before I fuck her.">>
Darcy stepped over to me and gripped my jaw painfully in her hand.
<<nm "Darcy" "I'm going to take this off of you. When I do you will keep your mouth closed unless my brother's cock is in it. Do you understand whore?">>
I nodded (what was one more cock at this point?).
Darcy pulled out a small key, undid the lock and the gag fell free.
<<nm "Darcy" "Ok Albert, you take off your clothes and lie down on the couch. Let the whore do all the work.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 98">><</click>></span> Albert quickly stripped out of his clothes. He was fat and hairy but that wasn’t anything new to me. He had a small dick but again, nothing new. When you're a whore you get to suck and fuck all types of guys.
The one thing I will say for my usual guests was that they were at least clean. As soon as Albert got close I could smell his ball sweat and want I was pretty sure was powdered sugar that has somehow gotten under his clothes?
His sister directed him to sit down and shoved me between his legs.
<<nm "Darcy" "Alright whore, start sucking. I don't want to be here all day.">>
I thought the smell was bad, but the taste.
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I did my best to ignore the smell and get this fat fuck off as quick as I could.
<<nm "Albert" "Oh! Oh! Oh!">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Do you like that Albert? Is the whore doing a good job with your big strong wiener?">>
Even in my mentally wrecked state that almost made me laugh. The guy was smaller than my High school boyfriend, and that's saying something.
Darcy shot me a look and I focused on sucking.
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<<nm "Albert" "Oh! It's so good Darcy! It's so good! I love it!">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Haha! You think that's good? Whore! Get up and give my brother some of your used-up pussy.">>
Honestly, at that point, I was happy to. If I'd had to deal with that taste much longer I would have puked.
After all the fucking I'd received recently I could barely even feel him inside me.
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<<nm "Albert" "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes! That's so good! It's even better than her mouth!">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Of course it is! That's what a whores pussy is for, pleasing cock.">>
<<nm "Albert" "Oh! Oh! Does your pussy feel like this Darcy?">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Of course not! I'm not a fucking whore! My pussy will only be for the man I marry, and even then he's going to have to earn it.">>
<<nm "Albert" "I'll marry you Darcy if it means I can fuck your pussy.">>
This seemed to understandably, freak Darcy out a little.
<<nm "Darcy" "No Albert! My pussy is to be saved.<br><br> But don't worry, as long as you do as I say I'll be able to get you all the whores you want. Now, don't just let her do all the work. Get on top of the bitch and fuck her with that great big cock of yours.">>
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Darcy looked at me as if to say "do you have anything to say about my brother's tiny cock."
I didn't want any more trouble than I was already in so I made the noises and moved my hips like I was fucking a real cock instead of a little happy meal toy.
It didn't take long after that for the fat fuck to finish all over my face and tits, (Surprisingly big load for such a small cock.)
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He collapse on the couch breathing like he had just run a marathon.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 99">><</click>></span> As Albert was recovering from his orgasm Darcy stepped past me.
<<nm "Darcy" "Did you have fun Albert?">>
<<nm "Albert" "Haha! Yeah, that was the best, thanks Darcy.">>
<<nm "Darcy" "Of course Albert, I'm your sister. As long as you keep listening to me and doing what I say I'll make sure that you have all the whores you want.">>
I looked over to the side table and noticed a heavy-looking lamp.
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Before I even finished thinking "huh, I bet you could knock someone out with that" it was already in my hand.
I stepped up behind Darcy and lifted it over my head. I could see Albert's eyes go wide over her shoulder but he was too slow to warn her. I hit the base of her skull and she collapsed limply onto the floor.
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<<nm "Albert" "Hey! Mom said we aren’t allowed to hit!">>
The next hit landed as he was trying to roll to his side to get up from the couch. It took 4 or 5 hits to his skull to get Albert to stop moving but eventually, he did.
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Then (get this) I just sat down to wait for someone to come find me. Even after bludgeoning those two cunts unconscious I didn't have any plan to actually escape. I really only did it out of spite.
I must have sat there for a good 10 minutes before my brain kicked in and said "hey, maybe you can get away?"
As soon as that thought hit me I was kicked out of my stupor and shot to my feet. I went through Darcy's purse until I found the key to the door and slipped out.
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Then I remembered that most people wear clothes, so I spent a tense 15 minutes stripping Darcy naked and putting on her dress.
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It was a little tight around the chest but I buy everything a size small to make my tits pop so it didn't look too odd on me.
I went back into the hall and locked the door behind me.
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I needed a phone.
My only hope was the cops, but what if the cops were bought off? They almost certainly were (no offense). I needed to make this too big to be kept quiet. I needed to get so many people out there that even the paid-off cops would be forced to do their jobs properly.
I couldn’t just set fire to the place because I would still have the problem of needing to get back to New York without being snatched up.
I started moving as soon as the first part of my plan came together and hoped I would have the rest by the time I needed it.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 103">><</click>></span> I walked into the dining room from the auction room side. I casually strolled up to the bar like I owned the place. The guy behind the bar was the same guy as always and he recognized me.
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<<nm "MiscM" "Vodka cranberry mam?">>
<<nm "You" "No, well, maybe later haha!<br><br> For right now I need a phone. $boss is spending up a storm in there and I need to make a call to get some more cash-driven over before the meeting finishes. As you can see I don't have pockets on this dress.">>
The barman looks unsure.
<<nm "MiscM" "$boss is buying? I thought he only sold?">>
Shit! Shit! Shit!
<<nm "You" ". . .Usually that's true but I've been trying to convince him for months to open up a secondary location for guests with, "unique" tastes and needs. Obviously, we can't use any of our own girls for that kind of thing so we're picking some up here.<br><br>I told him that we didn't need to go to all this trouble, we should just keep the ones we procure for the next couple of months but he insisted on bringing them here and being "fair" about it.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Oh I see. . . When were you thinking about opening this second location for "unique" needs?">>
<<nm "You" "Haha! It looks like we already have our first guest huh? We plan to open just as soon as we have the girls. Speaking of which . . . phone?">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Oh right of course. We have to lock away our cell phones when we arrive, same as you do, but there's a landline in the office behind me. I can show you through if you like.">>
<<nm "You" "Thank you.">>
He lifted the hatch of the bar and guided me through to the back room. I thanked him and he left.
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I sat there for a long moment willing the rest of a plan to form in my head but nothing came for what felt like a long time.
Then the idea finally sparked. Terrorism, everybody is crazy when it comes to terrorism! So I called the cops and told them that I was at a meeting with a lot of rich businessmen and that there was a man here with a bomb demanding that they give him money to fund his terror group.
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I contacted the operator and called 7 different newsgroups to make sure they would be on the scene to keep the cops honest.
With that done all I had to do now was hide and wait for the cavalry to arrive.
As I walked out I thanked the barman and told him that I'd give him a good price if he decided to visit our new spot once it was open.
I hurried out the door towards the auction and once I was out of sight I started to run.
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When I was a kid I was the undisputed champion for hide and seek in my neighborhood. You see I had a tactic they either meant that I won every time or that I was the first one found.
The trick is to hide near the room that the person who's "it" is counting in. Then when they leave you sneak in and hide where they started. No one ever thinks to look there.
By the time the voice came over the bullhorn I was already hidden in a small room right next to the auction room.
Things quickly descended into panic with people running back and forth.
I heard the woman that ran things shouting in the halls.
<<nm "Mom" "My babies! Where are my babies?!">>
That was a big relief for me because it meant that they didn't even know I was missing yet.
Once the halls were empty I cracked the door and snuck into the auction room.
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I took off Darcy's dress so I wouldn’t be confused for one of the people running things and tucked myself away in a corner behind a couple of chairs.
That's about when the shooting started. I have no idea how long I was left waiting there, I know that by the time one of your officers found me it was pitch black night outside.
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The rest you know. I was brought here, you interviewed me and put me in this little room to write my story.
Now I'm going to sleep.
Don't wake me till late if you can help it, writing this took most of the night and I'm tired from crying.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 105">><</click>></span> You were woken up the next morning around noon, despite asking to be left to sleep, and brought back into the interrogation room.
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When you get there your lawyer is waiting with a photocopy of your story. Her demeanor has changed from what it was last night and she is much softer with you.
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Even the detective when he arrives seems to have a hard time holding your eye.
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<<nm "Nat" "So, you've read what she wrote? What do you think?">>
<<nm "Ray" "I'd say your chances of making witsce are good. Very good if you think you can identify the people you met at those dinner parties from our databases.">>
<<nm "You" "I can do that. I'm good with faces.">>
<<nm "Ray" "Great. In that case, I just have a few points I need to clarify with you and we can get the ball rolling.">>
He pulls out his notepad and flicks through a few pages.
<<nm "Ray" "Your former landlord Johnny "Alabama" Cole.">>
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<<nm "Ray" "You wrote that after he assaulted you-">>
<<nm "You" "Raped detective, he raped me. Do me the dignity of using the right word at least.">>
The detective shuffles uncomfortably.
<<nm "Ray" "Right, raped you. Afterward your boss-">>
<<nm "You" "Pimp, he was my pimp. What happened to him by the way?">>
<<nm "Ray" "He's currently in the hospital. We had to shoot him twice to bring him down, he's expected to make a full recovery.">>
<<nm "You" "Shame, anyway, about my landlord?">>
<<nm "Ray" "Right of course. Your pimp offered to "make him wish he was dead". Mr. Cole hasn’t been seen since, do you have any idea where he was sent?">>
<<nm "You" "No and I don't care. Like I said, he raped me.">>
<<nm "Ray" "Well, yes. I just had to ask, you understand?">>
<<nm "Nat" "I think it might be best to move on from that line of questioning Detective.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 106">><</click>></span> After that things got busy for a while.
You were shuffled from safe house to safe house so no one would find you. Over the next 6 months, you helped the cops and the FBI shut down 3 more human trafficking operations in 3 other states. Your help resulted in hundreds of predators being arrested.
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One of the marshals that were watching over you even told you that they found Avi in one of the many raids they did. You never heard anything about $ang and figured that you never would. She was probably in some Arab country right now having a train run on her by camels for that fat fucks amusement.
About 2 months into all of this you realized that you were pregnant. Obviously, you had no idea whose it was, but you decided to keep it.
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You were starting a new life and the idea of having a little boy or girl to dedicate yourself to seemed better than wallowing in your nightmare past every day.
As a result of your pregnancy, they offered to get you situated early instead of waiting for all the court cases to conclude.
So there you were 7 months pregnant in the back of an unmarked car driving towards some nowhere little college town in California.
One of the marshals in the front started to chuckle.
<<nm "You" "What's funny?">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Haha! Looks like some local kids were having a little fun with the town sign.">>
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<<nm "You" "Huh. Maybe I'll fit in here after all?">>
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<<elseif $args[0] is "MiscM1">>
<div class="MiscM1">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\MiscM1.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Guy 2<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "MiscM2">>
<div class="MiscM2">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\MiscM2.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Guy 3<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Albert">>
<div class="MiscM2">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\Albert.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Albert<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "MiscW">>
<div class="MiscW">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\MiscW.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Woman<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "MiscW1">>
<div class="MiscW1">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\MiscW1.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Woman 1<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Mom">>
<div class="MiscW">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\Mom.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Older Woman<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "MiscW2">>
<div class="MiscW2">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\MiscW2.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Woman 2<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Darcy">>
<div class="MiscW2">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\Darcy.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Darcy<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Cece">>
<div class="Cece">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\Cece.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Cece<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Leo">>
<div class="Leo">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\Leo.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
Leo<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<<elseif $args[0] is "AO">>
<div class="Leo">
<img class="head" src="Images\Icon\AO.jpg" style="max-width: 7vw;"/>
AmusingOddity<hr> $args[1]
</div>
<</if>>
<</widget>>
<<widget "addPic">>
<<if $args[0] && $args[1]>>
<<if $args[1].includes(".webm")>>
<<print '<video src="Images/Scenes/'+$args[0]+'/'+$args[1]+'" autoplay loop muted height="400px"></video>'>>
<<elseif $args[1].includes(".gif")>>
<<print '<img src="Images/Scenes/'+$args[0]+'/'+$args[1]+'" style="max-width: 50vw; max-height: 30vw; min-height: 30vw;"/>'>>
<<else>>
<<print '<img src="Images/Scenes/'+$args[0]+'/'+$args[1]+'" style="max-width: 50vw; max-height: 30vw; min-height: 40vw;"/>'>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</widget>>
<<widget "addMiscPic">>
<<if $args[0]>>
<<if $args[0].includes(".webm")>>
<<print '<video src="Images/Misc/'+$args[0]+'" autoplay loop muted height="450px"></video>'>>
<<elseif $args[0].includes(".webm")>>
<<print '<video src="Images/Misc/'+$args[0]+'" autoplay loop muted height="450px"></video>'>>
<<elseif $args[0].includes(".gif")>>
<<print '<img src="Images/Misc/'+$args[0]+'" style="max-width: 60vw; min-height: 30vw;"/>'>>
<<else>>
<<print '<img src="Images/Misc/'+$args[0]+'" style="max-width: 45vw; min-height: 25vw;"/>'>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</widget>>By Amusing Oddity
<<set $passage to passage()>>
Passage is $passage <br><<nm "Boss" "When one of the girl's graduates to a new floor $ang celebrates with a few drinks. Me, I like to celebrate with some private time.">>
As he said that he reached behind me and pushed his office door closed.
My heart was racing, his hands were so strong on my body. I'd never even seen a black guy's cock before, but I knew they were supposed to be bigger. But this was my job now, I didn't want him thinking that I was just some horny slut that he could use whenever he wanted.
<<nm "You" "Well, are you willing to pay like the rest?">>
He boomed out a generous laugh.
<<nm "Boss" "Haha! A woman after my own heart!">>
He reached back onto the desk and picked up a 50 from the table. He turned to me and while looking me dead in the eye reached down and tucked into my panties.
Like I said, my jaw was pretty sore from all the dicks I'd already sucked that night but with no further preamble, I took his hand off my hip and slid down onto my knees.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 32b">><</click>></span> I was so horny and eager to show him what I could do I didn't waste a second. Once his cock was out, I was on it, and let me just say, black guys are as big as they say.
<<addMiscPic "BossBJ1.webm">>
<<nm "Boss" "God damn girl! You are a hell of a fast learner!">>
Hearing that made me feel so fucking good! $boss must have had more girls suck his cock than any other 50 men put together. It made me desperate to prove to him that I could be the best.
Neck aching, jaw screaming, I took him into my mouth as deep as I could and I sucked him like only a whore can.
<<addMiscPic "BossBJ2.webm">>
When he finally came he filled my mouth completely.
<<nm "Boss" "Fuck! That was a big load. Let me see it in your mouth.">>
It was a struggle to hold it all in my mouth without it spilling out. I cupped my tongue around his huge load and presented it to him.
<<nm "Boss" "Yeah, that's right baby. A good cock sucker deserves a good load. Now swallow that down for me girl.">>
There was so much cum that when I closed my mouth some spilled over my lip and onto my chin. There on my knees in front of him, I did what my boss wanted and swallowed his cum.
<<addMiscPic "BossBJ3.webm">>
(It tasted like shit, but it always does. Any girl that tells you otherwise is full of shit. I've swallowed hundreds of loads by now and they were all gross, the life of a whore does have its drawbacks.)
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 33">><</click>></span> I leaned over him and whispered in his ear.
<<nm "You" "Are you ready to help train my pussy back into shape?">>
He smiled and pulled out his cock, that was all the answer I needed.
<<addMiscPic "Test1.webm">>
I rolled off the couch and waited on my knees for him to finish undressing. He took his time and made me wait for it but once his cock was standing tall in front of me I dived for it.
<<addMiscPic "Test2.webm">>
He grabbed my hair and turned my face up to his.
<<nm "Boss" "That pussy ready for some cock?">>
I stood up and directed him to sit.
I straddled him so he could have a good view of my tight ass bouncing as we fucked and started to guide him inside.
When the tip of his cock touched my pussy my heart started beating faster. As I slid him in I could feel tears welling in my eyes. The feeling of a cock inside me was bringing back the memories of the last cock that I had.
<<addMiscPic "LandR4.webm">>
Thankfully I had spent months training how to cover my emotions. First thing you need to know as both an actor and a whore "be who they want you to be."
So I ignored my feelings and stuffed the rest of that huge cock into my pussy.
<<nm "You" "Oh fuck yes! My pussy has missed your cock!">>
<<addMiscPic "Test3.webm">>
I bounced hard on his cock and felt my lips quiver like I was about to cry. I gritted my teeth.
<<nm "You" "Fuck that's good cock! Yeah! Give it to me! Fuck that tight little pussy!">>
<<addMiscPic "Test4.webm">>
The more he fucked me the better I became at mastering my emotions.
<<nm "You" "Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Take that pussy! Make that pussy yours!">>
<<addMiscPic "Test5.webm">>
Then came the turn. Any actor will tell you that they have at times gotten lost in a role. I got lost in mine then, all the fear and pain was gone and it was just me and that big fat cock making me feel good.
<<addMiscPic "Test6.webm">>
I rode him like that for a long time. Once or twice he tried to take charge and bend me over but I kept him on his back the whole time.
<<nm "You" "I paid for this cock. I'm taking it how I want!">>
Oddly, being talked to like that really did it for him because it was only a few seconds later that he announced he was going to cum.
<<nm "You" "Fuck yes paint my face like a good whore!">>
<<addMiscPic "Test7.webm">>
Needless to say my pussy got the seal of approval from $boss that day, twice actually.
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 56">><</click>></span> Once inside $ang switched personas into that of a shy housewife.
<<nm "Ang" "Hey baby I found the doctor, she's ready to see us about our . . . problem now.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Hello doctor my name is John. My wife and I have been married for over a year now and she is having trouble with her pussy, it just doesn’t get wet like it used to. We were hoping that you could help us out?">>
<<nm "You" "Of course John why don't you take a seat and I'll inspect your wife's pussy.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three1.webm">>
I reached under $ang's dress and peeled off her panties.
<<nm "Ang" "Oh! Um, um, John I don't know about this?">>
<<nm "You" "Don't you worry mam, I'm a professional. You have nothing under here I haven’t seen before.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three2.webm">>
<<nm "You" "OK so to start with I'm just going to check and see how your pussy responds to being stimulated.">>
<<nm "Ang" "OK, how are you going to doooOOO!">>
She trailed off and looked shocked as I slid a finger into her pussy.
<<addMiscPic "Three3.webm">>
<<nm "Ang" "Oh my God! What are you- oh! Oh!">>
<<nm "You" "Hum? Her pussy seems to be responding normally to stimulation. John, come here and look at this. I think the problem may be as simple as you needing to learn the proper way to play with your wife's pussy.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three4.webm">>
<<nm "You" "You see, once you have your finger inside her you just need to curl them up to rub against her g-spot. Watch her moan, like this.">>
<<nm "Ang" "Oh jeez, oh gosh! Honey, I don't know if I like this!">>
<<nm "You" "Oh shut up. Of course, you like it. Your pussy is dripping on my fingers. ">>
<<addMiscPic "Three5.webm">>
<<nm "You" "Come on John, your turn.">>
<<nm "MiscM" "Like this?">>
<<addMiscPic "Three6.webm">>
<<nm "You" "No no! Not like that, she isn’t 14 she's a grown woman. You're not going to break her pussy with a little force. Let me show you one more time.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three7.webm">>
Almost as soon as I got my finger back inside her I felt her pussy start to clamp down.
<<nm "Ang" "Oh God! Oh fuuuuuuu!">>
<<nm "You" "See John, she loves it. The secret is that, whatever she may say, in the bedroom every woman wants to be fucked like a whore.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 62b">><</click>></span> I gave $ang a chance to come down from her orgasm and I looked over at Jon to see what he wanted next. That's when I noticed that he was looking at me. Oh right, I'm the doctor in this game, I guess I should lead things.
<<nm "You" "Alright John that's the basics out of the way. Should we strip this slut and move on to the fun stuff?">>
He smiled and licked his lips.
<<nm "MiscM" "If that's what you think Doctor.">>
<<nm "You" "Alright slut, let's get these useless clothes off you.">>
(I don't know if you can tell but I was really into it at this point. Even with everything that happened after this, it's still one of my go-to memories when I'm playing with one of my didlos at home.)
<<addMiscPic "Three8.webm">>
<<nm "You" "Alright, to start with I'll show you the proper way to suck a cock. Does your wife know how to deep throat you John?">>
<<nm "MiscM" "No doctor.">>
<<nm "You" "Tisk tisk. You lazy little bitch. Don't worry John, I won't let her leave this office without being properly trained. Watch me slut, you will be doing this next.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three10.webm">>
<<nm "You" "OK slut, your turn. Now to start with you need your mouth to be good and wet.">>
I lifted $ang's chin and spat in her mouth. She looked shocked for a second but quickly fell back into character.
<<nm "You" "This is probably going to hurt at first. Your husband has a very fat cock, but don't worry I'll help you take it properly.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three12.webm">>
<<nm "You" "Very good slut. You are a fast learner. John, please lie down. Slut, you need to get his cock good and wet for this next part. I want to see that cock deep in your throat OK?">>
<<addMiscPic "Three13.webm">>
<<nm "You" "Oh come on now, don't neglect the balls.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three14.webm">>
I was so wet and horny at this point I just couldn’t resist getting on his fat cock.
<<nm "You" "Alright now slut you watch me closely, I'm going to show you the right way to ride a big beautiful cock like this.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three18.webm">>
<<nm "You" "Oh fuck yes! Fuck that's a nice cock! I can't believe you've been wasting this thing on a bitch that can't even suck you off right.">>
I grabbed $ang by the hair and pulled her in close. Then I lifted up off that lovely thick cock.
<<nm "You" "Suck it slut. Get a taste of what a real woman's pussy tastes like on your man's cock.">>
Watching $ang suck that cock that was slick with my pussy juice set me over the edge and I fingered myself to a mind-blowing orgasm.
<<addMiscPic "Three19.webm">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 62c">><</click>></span> I recovered fast, knowing that I still needed to be the one directing the play.
On shaking legs, I got off John and spun $ang around.
<<nm "You" "Alright slut, now that I've shown you how it's done. Let's see what you've got.">>
As $ang started to slowly ride his cock I looked down at John and gave him a wink.
<<nm "You" "Excellent, excellent, now it looks like we just have one last hole on you that needs training.">>
With that, I licked my finger and slowly slid it up $ang's ass. $ang to her credit played her part beautifully. If I didn't know better I never would have guessed that her ass had been fucked a thousand times over the years.
<<nm "Ang" "Oh no! What!? My ass, John I don't like this anymore.">>
<<addMiscPic "Three20.webm">>
<<nm "You" "What do you think John? Should we train her ass?">>
John was smiling like a mad man.
<<nm "MiscM" "Yes Doctor I think we should.">>
$ang jumped to her feet.
<<nm "Ang" "No! I'm not doing that! I'm not some whore for you to fuck in the ass John! I'm your wife.">>
I looked over to John and smiled. Without a word, we both pounced for $ang and held her down on the doctor's bed. She pretended to struggle but judging by the stream of pussy juice running down her leg I could tell that $ang was enjoying this as much as I was.
<<nm "You" "Alright now John, this first time is going to hurt for her but don't let that stop you. She's never going to be a good wife unless she learns how to please her man's cock right?">>
<<addMiscPic "Three21.webm">>
$ang kicked and squirmed a little but eventually gave in to the fucking.
<<nm "Ang" "Oh my god John! Your cock always feels big, but my God! In my ass, it feels fucking huge! I love it!!">>
<<nm "You" "See, I knew she was a real slut deep down. Come on John fuck that tight little ass!">>
I slipped a finger under $ang and started to play with her clit as he fucked her ass.
We stayed like that for a while all moaning and sweating together.
<<addMiscPic "Three22.webm">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 62d">><</click>></span> Eventually, $ang came loudly and I pulled John out of her and stuffed his cock into my dripping pussy. $ang lay down in front of me and roughly pulled my face into her pussy.
I ate her happily as John fucked me with his rock-hard cock, heaven!
<<addMiscPic "Three24.webm">>
Eventually, John ruined it all by nutting in my pussy without announcing it, bringing one of the best fuck sessions of my life to a sudden close. Although he did have one last little treat for me.
As he pulled out of me he grabbed $ang by the hair and shoved her under my pussy.
<<nm "MiscM" "Eat my cum out of her baby!">>
I couldn’t see $ang's face but I think she might have hesitated because there was a short but noticeable pause before I felt her tongue hit my lips as she sucked John's load out of me.
<<addMiscPic "Three25.webm">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 64">><</click>></span> <<addMiscPic "BarAfter.jpg">>
I got some catcalls and wolf whistles from the other girls when I left his office but it was all in good humor. There wasn’t a girl in the place at this point that hadn't at least sampled his cock.
I looked over at them all and smiled. Then I noticed $ang, she wasn’t joining in on the merriment if anything she looked pissed off (I probably should have paid more attention to that look).
<<addMiscPic "AngFace.jpg">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 62">><</click>></span> I felt a slap suddenly shock me out of my stupor.
<<nm "RapO" "My friend said he wants some pussy. Are you going to make this difficult?">>
Without a word, I turned in the bath and the younger man roughly jammed his cock into my pussy as the older guy replaced him in my mouth.
<<addMiscPic "Rape8.webm">>
<<nm "RapO" "Come on bitch you can suck it better than that!">>
He took a hand full of my hair and face fucked me harder.
<<addMiscPic "Rape9.webm">>
<<nm "RapO" "Whoa! Fuck I almost slipped!">>
<<nm "RapY" "Careful there old man don't want to break a hip.">>
<<nm "RapO" "Fuck you. Let's get her out of this thing, it's too fucking slippery.">>
<<nm "RapY" "OK.">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 67b">><</click>></span> The younger one sat on the edge of the bath and pulled me back onto his cock.
<<addMiscPic "Rape12.webm">>
<<nm "RapO" "Hey! Haha! Don't be greedy.">>
<<nm "RapY" "She's got plenty more holes, just pick one.">>
<<nm "RapO" "Don't mind if I do.">>
I felt my heart rate jump. He was going to fuck my ass I knew it.
<<nm "You" "Wait! No! Just the mouth and pussy. I don't do anal!">>
<<nm "RapO" "Haha! Yeah, that's what the last girl said but she still got fucked in the ass by like 16 guys. I think you'll be OK with 2.">>
<<nm "You" "No hey, I'm serious I don't do anal!">>
I tried to stand up but the guy in my pussy pulled me hard against her chest.
<<nm "RapY" "I've got her man, go for it!">>
<<nm "You" "No! No! Please! I don't do anal! I don't do anal! I don't do AAAAAAAAH!">>
<<addMiscPic "Rape14.webm">>
Realizing that it was too late to stop them I remembered what he said earlier about being submissive.
<<nm "You" "OK, I won't fight. Just go slow please.">>
I kept repeating that over and over through gritted teeth as he pushed his cock into my virgin asshole over and over.
<<nm "You" "Please go slow, Please go slow, Please go slow.">>
They didn't.
<<addMiscPic "Rape15.webm">>
<<nm "RapO" "God damn this is the best fucking whore house in the city. This asshole really feels like she could be a virgin. I don't know how they keep their bitches so tight but God bless them! Come on man let's switch. You gotta feel this. ">>
The feeling of relief when the old guy remove himself from my ass was short-lived. He lay on the floor and the young guy shoved me roughly back down onto him. Before I could even think about fighting back the old guy wrapped me in his arms.
<<nm "RapO" "I got her, get in there.">>
I felt the young guy place his foot on the back of my head and push my cheek down against the cold floor as he entered my ass.
<<addMiscPic "Rape19.webm">>
It went on like that for another 15 minutes or so. They would swap holes and keep me pinned between them so I couldn’t fight back. Not that I would have at that point, they had already fucked my ass it seemed a little late to do anything about it.
Eventually, blessedly the old guy stood up.
<<nm "RapO" "Open your mouth whore, it's time for your reward.">>
The young guy joined him and they both jerked off into my open mouth.
<<addMiscPic "Rape23.webm">>
The old guy took a thick wad of bills from his pants pocket as they got dressed and dropped in on the floor next to me as I was recovering.
<<nm "RapO" "That was fun. I might be back some other time with more friends to pay you a visit. Haha!">>
<span class="textenter"><<click "Continue">><<goto "Story 68">><</click>></span> Double-click this passage to edit it.<<nm "AO" "Th-th-th-th-th-that's all folks.<br><br>Hope you all enjoyed the game. If you did consider supporting me over on [[Subscribestar.|https://subscribestar.adult/amusing-oddity]] <br><br>If you do it will give you access to my ongoing game Sluttown U.S.A . . .You might even get to see further adventures with some of these characters in future updates.">>
Special thanks to phupdup and UnwrappedGodiva for help with proofreading.Double-click this passage to edit it.