LYNNE: CHAPTER 7. TOO GOOD FOR YOU.
He got up, got dressed and left. I was back on the street a few minutes
later. The whole thing with Ray had taken less than fifteen minutes.
But I had fucked my first customer.
It wasn't that I didn't trust Tony, but I wanted to keep a record for myself
of my first stint at prostitution. I ran across the road to the newsagency
and bought a small exercise book,a pen and a ruler which wiped out my
$1.25. I wasn't going to spend any of my $50 whore money I got off
Ray. I didn't know whether Tony would approve, and I wasn't going to
find out the hard way.
I went back up to my room and quickly ruled up a few pages.
Day_ Name_Sex/Age__$____Comments__________________________
Sun Ray M40? $50 Prick ! Little dick,15min,Clothes on. !1st
I made my first entry and went back downstairs. It was 4.00 o'clock and
there was still a steady flow of people up and down the street. I was
comfortable with my line. " Do you want a girl ?" And I must have used
it thirty times over the next twenty minutes with a variety of responses.
Some men smiled nervously and politely said " No thanks." Others just
ignored me. Some would look at me and say nothing, others would look
at me and say things like.
" You would have to pay me." and " You're a fucking dog." But the most
common reply I got when I said " Do you want a girl ? " was.
" Yeah, do you know where I can find one ?" It wasn't funny the first time,
and it grew less amusing as the night wore on.
The first few insults got at me a bit, especially being called a dog. But
I got used to it surprisingly quickly. The other thing I noticed were the
number of women who seemed to be checking me out. I'd never really
taken a lot of notice of other women before, but over the last week I had
come to realise that I was more attracted to other women now than I was
to men. I'd discovered how much more interesting women's bodies are
than men's.
I hadn't had any sexual contact with another woman in my entire 32
years. And then in the space of one week, I'd become bi-sexual with a
preference for women. I guess I always was, I just didn't know until the
blonde woman came into my life.
I was lost in thought about her, about my Mistress, and the ultimate
point of all that I was doing when I heard the voice.
" How much ?" He was hiding behind a pair of dark sunglasses and
looking around nervously. Early twenties, and he had a gold wedding
ring on his finger that he played with nervously. I guess I was getting
a feel for the whore business, because I looked at him and said.
" We'll talk about it upstairs. " Then I took his arm and walked up the
stairs with him. I just about knew his life story by the time we got to my
door. His name was David, he was 23, and had been married for over
four years. The lovely Mrs David was 7 months pregnant, and not
remotely interested in sex.
A picture of her pretty face smiled out at me from his wallet when he
gave me the hundred dollars I asked for. He got even more nervous as
we got undressed and got on the bed together. There was no need to
get him hard, his cock was sticking up at me from under his shirt when
he took his pants off.
I put a condom on him, and some lube in me, and he got on and shoved
it in. I don't know how long poor David gone without, but he fucked me
at a hundred miles an hour as soon as he was inside me.
I moaned a couple of times and he came. I thought the whole of the
Eastern Suburbs would have heard him. ' God you needed that.' I
thought to myself.
He said " Thank you." about five times as he got dressed quickly and left.
'What sort of a women ignores her husbands sexual needs just because
she doesn't have any ?'I wondered to myself about the stupid bitch with
his baby in her stomach. He obviously didn't want to cheat on his wife,
but what's a bloke like him suppose to do. " Stupid Bitch !" I muttered
as I pulled the zipper up on my boots.
We'd gone into the room at 4.24. I was back out on the street at 4.36.
If my first two customers were any indication, 10 to 15 minutes was all
it took.
I looked at the people walking up the street, saw an older guy that looked
a likely taker and said. " Do you want a girl ?"
I heard the voice screaming at me as he got closer.
" What the fuck do you think you're doing bitch."
I didn't see where the impact came from, but with the heals that were on
my big leather boots I lost my balance and ended up on the dirty
footpath with the cigarette butts and food wrappers and all the other
rubbish that littered the street.
I looked up and saw her. She was obviously a prostitute, and she was
screaming at me. " Fuck off out of here you fucking little mole....."
Then she went suddenly quiet. Desmond's big hand struck her across
the cheek and she fell onto the footpath beside me, a trickle of blood
coming from the corner of her mouth.
I could feel every eye in the street on us. It was as if the whole street had
stopped and was silent. Everybody was looking at the two whores
lying on the dirty footpath.
Desmond stepped over me and stood over the other woman.
" Lexy, this is Lynne. Say hello to Lynne Lexy."
She lifted her face toward me and said " Hello Lynne." I've never had
someone look at me with such hatred as she had in her eyes.
" Say hello to Lexy Lynne." Desmond said as he grabbed me by the arm
and pulled me to my feet. " Hello Lexy." I muttered, still stunned from
the impact with the concrete.
" Get up Lexy." Desmond said in a cold voice, and she dragged herself to
her feet. " Tony isn't going to like this Lexy. Tony isn't going to like this
at all."
" I'm sorry Desmond, I didn't know.....Please...Don't tell Tony....."
Desmond wasn't listening, he just turned and walked away. The hate
in her eyes had turned to sheer terror.
" Oh Fuck !" She shouted as she rummaged through her handbag and
pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The street suddenly seemed to come
to life again. The noise, the movement of people on the footpath, the
traffic passing by. The incident with the two whores was over.
" I'll get you, you fucking bitch." Lexy said, smoke coming out of her
mouth as she spoke, the hatred back in her eyes, as she ran up my
stairs, our stairs.
I ran up the stairs behind her. Not to catch up with her, but to run to
my room. I slammed the door shut behind me and fell onto the bed.
I laid there for a while, curled up into a little ball, like a scarred little
girl. This had gone too far. What did I think I was doing ? This wasn't
a game any more. Why was I here selling myself for sex? How did I ever
agree to go along with this? How did I get myself into this?
There was a knock at the door. " Who is it ?" I sobbed like a frightened,
angry child " It's Kelly Lynne. I've got your things."
I ran to the door and burst into tears again as soon as I saw her. She
walked in and hugged me. Patting me on the back like a mother
comforting her daughter.
" The Mistress knew you wouldn't be able to handle it. I've got your
things. It's all over Lynne. "
" What do you mean it's all over ?" I sobbed as I squeezed her tighter.
She pulled away from me and held up the bag I'd given to Daniel, and
my handbag I'd left on the steps at the blonde woman's house.
" Get changed, I'll fix Tony up with what you owe him, I'll get you a taxi,
and you can go back to your old life, to the way things were."
I ran my hands through my hair and sniffled a few times. I didn't want
to go back to my old life. I couldn't. I just wanted to be with the blonde
women. I wanted to call her Mistress, I just wanted to beher slave.
Kelly seemed to know what I was thinking.
" It doesn't work like that Lynne. You don't get to pick and choose. You
just do as you're told. The Mistress won't waste her time on women
who can't handle it, women who don't really need to be what she wants
them to be. Now get changed and we'll get you home."
" But I am home." I heard myself say. " All I want is to be her slave. I
have to see this through Kelly. You can't send me back to that other
life now......please."
I hadn't realised that there was still a part of me that didn't accept what I
had become. A part of me that didn't want to be a slut and a whore
and ultimately a slave. But the sudden prospect of being sent back to
live out my life as the other Lynne made everything very clear.
Even that part of me that had still had doubts was terrified at the
prospect of going back to the life of the other Lynne. " Please Kelly, I'm
sorry."
" It's over Lynne." Kelly said softly. " You can't handle it."
" I can Kelly...Please..... just give me one more chance. I'll do anything
she wants me to do.......anything. Tell her. Please tell her Kelly." I was
beginning to lose it. There was no way I could go back now. I was furious
with myself for carrying on the way I did. Whores fight on the streets of
Kings Cross all the time. It was no big deal. But it had cost me everything
I needed. Everything I wanted to be.
Kelly had pulled a mobile out of her handbag and I could hear the
ringing tone. " She says she's sorry, that it won't happen again. She
wants another chance to show you that she can be whatever you want
her to be."
I watched as Kelly listened to the Mistress. Kelly's face was blank,
expressionless. I was desperately trying to think of a way of proving I
meant what I said. And I did mean what I said. Every part of me meant
it this time. There was no longer any part of me that didn't want to be a
slut and a whore and a slave. There was no part of me that didn't need
to be all that and more. There was no doubt at all anymore.
" Tell her to punish me." I said desperately. " Tell her to punish me the
way she said she would. I deserve it. Tell her I know I deserve it. Please."
Kelly turned her back to me and whispered into the phone so I couldn't
hear. She only spoke for a few minutes, but it seemed an eternity. It
was like waiting for a doctor to tell me if I was going to live or die.
In a way it was a matter of life and death. I couldn't live the way the
other Lynne used to live. Not now, not after all that had happened.
The mobile bipped as Kelly pushed a button to hang up. She took her
time putting the phone back in her bag, and then turned and looked
at me. But she didn't say anything. I couldn't take.
" What did she say Kelly.....Do I get...."
" She's very disappointed with you. She likes you, but she has had her
doubts about you all along.......But......." The room was silent.
" But what Kelly ? Please, what did she say ?"
" She could hear you begging to get punished in that way, and that
pleased her."
" I meant it Kelly. I should be punished. I want to be punished. I..."
" Do you understand what punishment you're suggesting I inflict on you
Lynne. Do you really understand ?"
" Yes Kelly." I said eagerly, grasping at the glimmer of hope I saw in her
words. I understood what would happen to me when I suggested it. It
was the only way I could think of to prove myself. And I knew deserved it.
" Very well Lynne." Kelly said staring at me coldly. " The Mistress
has instructed me to punish you in that way. If you take your punishment
well, you get one more chance. But it will only be ONE more chance"
" It won't happen again Kelly I promise. And I want you to punish me.
I want to show her....."
" Shut up Lynne. You talk too much. That is going to have to change too."
I nodded meekly at her, and waited for her to continue.
" You know what's involved in this punishment, take your clothes off."
As I undid the zipper on my boots the door opened and the huge dark
frame of Desmond entered the room. He was carrying a six pack of
Mineral Springs Water. He took a bottle out and swept his huge arm
across the top of my bedside knocking my tissues and lube and condoms
onto the floor, and put the pack of bottled water on the table.
Desmond And Kelly exchanged more than friendly smiles as he opened
a bottle for her and passed it to her. Kelly took a long drink, half
emptying the bottle.
" Hurry up little whore." Kelly snapped at me.
I had my boots off and was undoing the zipper on my skirt as she yelled
at me. Desmond circled me as I removed my whore clothes, and
eventually stood there completely naked, as Desmond continued to
circle me, looking at my body. He didn't look particularly impressed.
Doubtless he had seen far better bodies than mine. Far more attractive
women than me. He made me feel inferior, not up to the required
standard.
Kelly had finished the first bottle of water and Desmond opened her
another, again they exchanged that look and smile as he passed it to
her. Then he started walking around me again. He stopped behind me
where I couldn't see him, but I could still feel his eyes on my body.
No one had said anything since Kelly ordered me to get undressed. The
silence was so intense I could almost feel it on my skin.
" Is she worth all the trouble ?" Desmond's deep voice said finally
breaking the agonising silence. " She doesn't look like she's worth all
the trouble to me. She's a bit old isn't she ?"
I was glad I couldn't see him as I listened to what he had to say about
me.
" She was 32 a few weeks ago. " Kelly said, then she took another long
drink from the bottled water. " I think she's worth it."
As stupid as it sounds, Kelly had just given, what was to me , the biggest
compliment I've ever had. I realised then that the feelings I had for Kelly
were more than sexual.
" Each to his own." Desmond said dismissively. " She has got nice tits
though."
I wanted to show Desmond that I was much more than just a nice set
of tits. I wanted to show him how much pleasure I could give a man given
the chance. I wanted to show him how obedient I knew I now was.
" But she's got a fat arse." His words stung me again.
" She hasn't really." Kelly said. " She's just....big hipped. She could have
looked after her body better, but I still like what I see."
They spent some time discussing my body as Kelly drank the water.
Desmond found all sorts of faults with what he saw, and Kelly defended
me. Then they talked about the punishment I was waiting to receive.
They discussed every disgusting detail of what was going to happen to
me. But I had no second thoughts, no nervous reservations. I knew now
what I was and what I wanted to be. I'd take whatever punishment they
chose to give me. In my own mind, I was already the blonde woman's
slave. Then suddenly Kelly said.
" She knows how to suck cock don't you Lynne. Why don't you show
Desmond what a good little slut you can be. You haven't thanked him
yet for helping you with Ray."
" Only if she cleans her teeth and does something with her face first."
His voice said behind me.
Kelly nodded her approval and I turned to go to the bathroom and
bumped straight into the huge man standing close behind me. He
pushed me away with a look of loathing on his face. I fell to the floor
at his feet like a rag doll.
" Stupid fucking whore." He swore at me as he brushed the areas of
his jacket I had touched.
" I'm sorry." I whimpered from the floor. I dragged myself to my feet and
staggered to the bathroom. I looked at my face in the mirror. My eyes
were a bit puffed from crying, but they were filled with passion. I loved
being treated the way they were treating me. I loved being treated like a
slut and a whore, and I craved to be treated like a slave.
I washed my face and redid my makeup. I made myself look as good as
I could, but I was still filled with feelings of inferiority. I had always
thought I was a reasonably attractive woman, but that's not what I
saw as I looked in the mirror.
I went back out to the bedroom, determined to show Desmond what
a useful little slut I am. Kelly was lying on the bed, drinking from the
third bottle of water. I hadn't noticed before, but she was wearing cut off
denim jeans and a white shirt tied in a knot under her breasts. The
Mistress had dressed Kelly the way I had dressed for her.
Desmond was standing near the bedside table, opening the fourth bottle
of water for Kelly. I looked at Kelly not sure what to do next.
" Go on Lynne. Show him that you are good for something."
I knelt at his feet and undid his belt and zipper. Kelly moved towards us
on the bed. My face was level with Desmond's crotch, and Kelly moved
so as her face was level with mine from where she lay on the bed. She
leaned on one elbow and rested her head against her hand, and drank
from the new bottle of water in her other hand.
" Go on Lynne, do your stuff."
I reached into his trousers, pulled his jocks to one side, and took his
penis out. It wasn't as large as Tony's, but it wasn't much smaller.
" Come on Lynne, get him hard, show him what you can do."
Her face was only a foot or so from mine as I took Desmond's huge soft
cock in my hand. Kelly laughed as it flopped around in my hands as I
tried to wrap my lips around the large circumcised head.
I was able to get a few inches of it in my mouth and I sucked and licked
it like only a slut can. Then I buried my face in his open zipper and licked
his balls while I massaged his soft cock in my hand.
His body wasn't responding to what I was doing to him. I put his cock
back in my mouth and swallowed as much of it as I could and tried to
slide it in and out of my mouth, but it was too soft. I heard him breath
out hard in boredom.
" Come on Lynne, this is one of the few things you're any good for."
I held his cock up by the head and licked the sensitive underside below
the head, but still his cock didn't respond to me. I sucked on it again,
licked his balls again then put it back in my mouth and sucked on it
and licked it frantically.
He pushed me away and I fell to the floor beside the bed. His huge soft
cock hung down between his legs. I hadn't aroused him at all. He looked
down at me with contempt.
" Why don't you show her what a real woman can do to a man Kelly."
Desmond said as he looked down at the beautiful young woman lying
on the bed.
" Sure Desmond." Kelly said with a mischievous smile on her face.
I just laid on the floor where I had landed as I watched Kelly reach
out and gently stroke his penis. They both smiled at each other as his
cock responded to her touch. I watched it grow and swell as Kelly just
stroked it with her hand.
Then she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. Her head moved up
and down a couple of times as she slid it in and out of her mouth. Then
she slid it all the way out and it stood up at her stiff and hard from being
in her mouth.
" See what I mean Kelly. I don't know why you're wasting your time with
her." He said in a voice that made me feel even more pathetic than I
already felt. " She's not getting too many second looks down on the
street. Ray only fucked her because he's already fucked every other
whore in the Eastern Suburbs a dozen times. And he won't be back. He
told me she was a dud fuck."
" What about the young bloke with the wedding ring." Kelly said as she
rubbed her hand up and down his huge erect cock.
" He was that horny he didn't care what he fucked." Desmond said, a
breathlessness beginning to change the way he spoke.
" I still like her." Kelly said. " If she takes her punishment well, and the
Mistress decides to give her another chance, I'm sure she'll make a
good whore." They talked about me as if I wasn't there.
Kelly wrapped her hand around his cock and began to jerk him off,
slowly at first, then faster and faster. She knew when he was about to
cum and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock just his balls
started to pump his cum up the shaft of his cock.
I watched the contortions on his face as his cum squirted into Kellys
mouth. When he was finished, he gently pulled his cock from between
Kelly's lips. She opened her mouth to show him how full it was with his
white cum. She kept her mouth open so he could watch his cum slide
down her throat till her mouth was empty. Then she licked a few drops
off her lips, and washed down what was left of his cum with the bottle of
water she still held in her left hand.
His body didn't even respond to anything I had done to him. But Kelly
had been able to get the big man hard and get him off in a matter of
minutes.
" You're incredible Kelly." Desmond said as he lent down and kissed her
on the top of the head.
" Go and lie on the bathroom floor Lynne. We'll be in shortly."
I didn't say anything. There wasn't anything to say. I just did as she had
ordered me to.
The tiles on the bathroom floor were cold as I lay there waiting for the
punishment I had suggested. They left me waiting for some time. They
probably thought I was lying there filled with fear at what was about to
happen. Waiting for me to change my mind as I laid there thinking about
what she was going to do to me.
But they were wrong. I couldn't wait for her to do it. I knew this would
show them I meant what I said. I wanted to show them that there would
be no more hesitation, no more emotional outbursts.
The thoughts that filled my mind were of the ugly whore Lexy, who had
caused all these problems for me. Of Desmond, and how I had been
unable to arouse him in any way, of how unattractive he must have
found me. And as always, thoughts of the blonde woman .
I just wished Kelly would hurry up and punish me so the blonde
womanwould be pleased with me. Pleased with the way I took my
punishment. Ijust wanted to do whatever it took to make the blonde
woman happy with me so that she would forgive me, and not send me
away.
I looked up at Kelly as she walked into the bathroom.
" You've been a stupid little whore, haven't you Lynne !" She said glaring[
down at me.
" Yes Miss I have, I'm sorry. It will never happen again I promise."
" Sorry isn't enough Lynne. You have to be punished."
" Yes Miss, I know, I deserve to be punished, please punish your stupid
little whore."
She looked down at me as she unzipped her shorts and stepped out of
them. Desmond was standing in the doorway leaning against the door
arch. He was going to watch Kelly punish me. She handed him her
shorts, and then slid out of her panties and Desmond held those for her
as well. He glared down at me with a look on his face beyond contempt.
Kelly stood over me with a leg either side of my head. My eyes were fixed
on the beautiful soft flesh between her legs. I felt myself getting wet
when I saw her beautiful bald pussy. I always got wet when I saw Kelly's
pussy.
" What are you Lynne. What do you want to be. ? " Kelly said softly.
" I'm a slut and a whore." I said as I moved my eyes to hers. " And I
want to be her slave, I need to be her slave."
" You have a lot to learn before you become anyones slave Lynne."
" I know Miss. I know I've disappointed her. But I will never disappoint
her again. And I know I must be punished for what I did."
" You know what I'm going to do to you, don't you Lynne."
" Yes Miss. I deserve it. Please punish me. Please do it to me."
" Don't ever disappoint her again you dirty little whore."
She squatted over me, her pussy was right above my face. Then she
looked down at me. I opened my mouth when I saw her stomach
muscles tighten as she pushed down to squeeze her urine out of her
body.
We looked into each others eyes the whole time.
When she was finished, she reached down between her legs and started
rubbing herself. Her pussy was only six inches from my mouth as she
masturbated.
She licked her finger and rubbed herself hard on her clit Punishing me
in that way had aroused her so much that she brought herself to the
brink of an orgasm very quickly. I could tell by the look on her face she
was about to cum, and she screamed out. " Lick me Lynne. Lick my cunt
you dirty little whore. "
I stabbed her clitoris with my tongue and she came. She fucked my
wet face as her orgasm ripped through her body. Then she pushed my
head away and masturbated through her final moments of pleasure.
She grabbed one of the towels Tony had left me and wiped herself
clean. I'd started masturbating when I saw her stomach muscles
tighten, I was still masturbating when she said.
" Hurry up and have a shower. We'll wait for you in the bedroom."
I was close to cumming, but I had been holding back thinking Kelly would
finish me off. She never took her eyes off me as she put her shorts on.
I could tell she liked the way I looked, lying on the floor playing with
myself after what she had just done to me.
Then I looked over at Desmond, Kelly brushed past him as she left the
bathroom, the disgust he felt for me was more intense than ever now.
But I loved the look on his face. I loved being thought of as a dirty
whore, as a disgusting pathetic little whore.
Watching him looking down at me like that pushed me over the edge and
I started to cum. He watched me through part of my orgasm but started
to leave before I was finished.
" Watch me Desmond." I begged through the spasms of pleasure that
shook my body. " Watch the dirty little whore fuck herself, look at the
little who covered in Kelly's P...." I couldn't say the word. Just thinking
it made me scream in ecstasy.
My orgasm quickly subsided as soon as there was no one left watching
me. I lay on the floor catching my breath, trying to bring the world back
into focus.
I mopped up the floor with Kelly's towel and some disinfectant I'd found
under the sink. I was glad Tony had left the toiletries . I scrubbed my face
and body in the shower and shampooed and conditioned my hair three
times.
Then I scrubbed my face again, and brushed my teeth twice. I didn't feel
dirty. I didn't feel that what I had done was dirty or wrong. How could it
be, we both had orgasms from doing it. All I had done was taken the
punishment I deserved. The fact was, I enjoyed my punishment, like a
good slave would. And I knew I could be a good slave for her.
I didn't care what Desmond or anybody thought about me, anybody
except the blonde woman. What she thought and what she wanted was
all that mattered to me.
But I wanted to be as good a whore as I could be for her. I wanted to
smell nice for the men who would pay to fuck me.
But I still didn't know for sure whether taking my punishment had given
me the second chance I had begged them for. I thought I had proven
myself to them. Surely I had after what I had just done. But I still didn't
understand this world of theirs.
I found a clean pair of panties in amongst what Tony had left for me.
and they were all I had on when I walked out into the bedroom combing
my long wet hair. Desmond was gone, Kelly was talking on her mobile.
" Yes, she even opened her mouth without having to be told to, the dirty
little whore. She wanted it.....Yes she did, she masturbated all the way
through it, and she had an orgasm on her own fingers, we didn't touch
her...........Yes Mistress."
Kelly sat on the bed looking at me. I waited as long as I could stand it.
" What did she say ?" I pleaded, no longer able to endure the wait.
" You get your second chance." Kelly said as she walked to the door.
Then she stopped and turned around and looked at me.
" Don't fuck up again Lynne. She won't give you any more chances. Just
do as you're told. I'll miss you if you fuck up again."
I collapsed on the bed in relief. I realised how close I had come to being
sent away without fulfilling my ultimate goal. And that was not going
to happen. There was no more doubt. There was no longer any part
of me that wasn't sure.
" I'm a slut. I'm a whore. And I am going to be her slave. There is no way I
am going to fuck up again."
If there had been anybody in the room to hear me, the determination in
my voice would have left them in no doubt that I meant what I said. I
wasn't going to give her an excuse to send me away.
I got dressed in my whore clothes, put on some makeup, and went back
down to get myself some customers.
They obviously had people watching me. I knew now just what sort of a
slut and a whore I was, and I was going to show them. I wanted them to
know what I now knew about myself.
It was 6.30 when I leant back against the wall. I'd wasted nearly
two hours of whore time with my little emotional outburst. But I was
learning more about myself all the time. Maybe I needed an incident like
that to finally let go of what ever was left of the other woman called
Lynne. But I knew she was gone now.
And perhaps I needed to show myself how far I was prepared to go to
become her slave. There was no doubt now how far I was prepared to
go. As disgusting as it sounds, thinking about what Kelly did to me in
the bathroom makes my bald little pussy drip.
I saw Lexy down the street approaching the men that walked past her.
She had nearly cost me everything, I don't think I have ever felt such
hatred for another person in my life than I did for that whore.
And I didn't think she was particularly attractive either. She was about
my height 5'2", but she looked like she was a bit podgy under her
whore clothes. She had a black dress on. Really low cut, her tits looked
fairly big, but nothing special. Her dress was too short, her thighs were
just a bit too big for a dress that short.
She was obviously trying to look a bit classier than the other girls on the
street with her black dress and black stockings and shoes. But I didn't
think there was anything classy about her. She was sort of pretty, with
long black curly hair. And although I was finding myself more and more
attracted to other women, Lexy didn't do anything for me. I wasn't
attracted to her at all. The more I looked at her the uglier she seemed
to look. I despised the ugly whore.
I was staring at Lexy, thinking how much I hated her when I heard
Desmond's deep threatening voice behind me. I turned to face him. I
knew what he thought of me. It was all over his face as it had been up
in my room. But I didn't flinch from his cold gaze. I was everything he
thought I was, and although it disgusted him, it thrilled every part of me.
His eyes said more about what he thought of me than his words as he
spoke in that deep voice of his.
" I've met some desperate pathetic women in my time on the streets
Lynne. But I've never met a woman who disgusts me the way you do.
I don't know what you are, I don't know what word to use to describe
you. I don't know if there is a word to describe what you are. But one
thing I do know, the word whore is too good for you.
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