LYNNE: CHAPTER 8. A SELFISH LITTLE SLUT.
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."
Perhaps he was right. Perhaps the word whore was too good to describe
me, to describe what the blonde woman had turned me into. And I'm
sure it would have disgusted Desmond even more if he realised just how
much being spoken to the way he spoke to me aroused me.
I don't know if there is a word to describe what I had become, but there
is a word to describe what I so desperately want to be. All that matters
to me now was becoming her slave.
I know that the blonde woman is testing me, training me, pushing me to
explore my sexuality, to explore the perverse new world into which she
has led me. And forcing me to test what limits, if any, there are to what I
will now submit myself to.
Eventually if I prove myself to her the day will come when she will let
me surrender myself completely to her by becoming her slave.
She will whip me and punish me in all sorts of cruel and disgusting ways.
She will humiliate me and abuse me in ways I couldn't even imagine.
And I will love every minute of whatever she does to me, whatever she
has others do to me and whatever she makes me do.
But as Kelly had said, I had a lot to learn before that day would come.
Some of it I would learn as a whore on the streets of Kings Cross. But for
now, I was just one of many whores on the streets of The Cross.
Seven men paid to use me over the next four hours. All but one paid $60
for a head job plus sex. The other one just paid the $50 it costs to fuck
me.
There was nothing particularly notable about any of them. I wasn't really
taking that much notice of them anyway. I just wanted to get as many
upstairs as I could, to make as much money for my Mistress as I could.
Lexy and I passed each other a few times over that period, each time
the glares of hatred we exchanged grew in intensity.
It was nine o'clock and I had $560, so I headed down to see Tony. I
went through the door that led to the bar at the back. The place was
again full of prostitutes and pimps and dealers. My little friend with the
nice arse wasn't there. Two other women wearing the same type of
G-Strings were serving drinks. But their arses weren't as nice as my little
friends.
I asked one of them if Tony was in and she smiled at me and said.
" You must be Lynne. Do you want a scotch? I can run a tab for you. We
run tabs for all of Tony's girls."
" No thanks, is Tony in ?" She was an attractive woman, but I didn't have
time to play.
" He's in his office." She said in a huff and walked off. I knocked on the
door and waited for permission to enter.
Desmond was there when I walked in, and he left as soon as he saw
me. He couldn't stand to be in the same room as me. Tony called after
him, but he stormed off. It seemed odd, everybody was scared of Tony,
everybody jumped when Tony said to, but not Desmond.
" Don't worry about Desmond. " Tony said. " Like you, my little brother
has a lot to learn. He's going to see kinkier things than Kelly pissing on
your face if stays around here. Sit down."
I sat in the same chair as I had sat in earlier while he counted the money
and wrote some numbers in the ' Lynne ' page of his green ledger.
" OK." Tony said. " You got 560, my cut is 25% which is 140,"
I noticed how Tony only said numbers when he was discussing money.
It was Five Sixty and One Forty. Not Five Hundred and Sixty and never
any mention of Dollars.
" You owe me 150, plus 100 for the stuff I left in your room for you."
The towels and toiletries had cost me $100. They couldn't have been
worth more than $50, but I wasn't going to argue with him, and he
knew it.
" So that leaves 160 for you." He divvied up the money and handed me
my $160. I had fucked 9 blokes and all I ended up with was $160. I
smiled at Tony and said ' Thank You ' as I took the money off him. I don't
know why, but for some reason I liked Tony.
I had a couple of toasted sandwiches and a cup of coffee at a cafe,
and was back at my doorway at 9.45. The streets were getting crowded
as the night wore on. By 2.00 am another 10 men had paid $60 to
fuck me and have me suck their cocks. And I took the money to Tony.
My share of the $600 was $450 this time, and I left it with Tony to look
after for me. From then till 5.00 am, another three men paid the fifty
dollars it costs to fuck me and nine paid the extra $10 dollars it costs for
me to suck their cocks before they fuck me. I headed for Tony's with
another $690 of which I would get $520.
" Is this ok for a Saturday night" I asked as Tony tallied up the numbers
in his ledger ?"
" 31 customers isn't bad, but Lexy had 36 and she started later than
you."
I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up when he said her name.
" Which reminds me." He pushed the button on his intercom and said.
" Tell Lexy to get her arse in here. "
I wanted to say something but I knew I couldn't. Lexy and I glared at
each other as she entered Tony's office. He didn't offer her a chair or
even acknowledge that she was there. He only looked at me as he spoke.
" A mate of mine saw your little cat fight earlier and wants to watch you
two go down on each other."
" I'm not going down on her." I snapped before I could stop myself.
" It's worth 150 to each of you, after my cut." Tony said, obviously
annoyed with my attitude.
" I don't care, I'm not going down on her.You said I get to pick who I.."
" O Fucking K then Lynne. But I'm taking my 100 out of your earnings.
You gotta pay for Lexy's share of my cut too."
" That's fine Tony." I said as politely as I could. " It's worth it not to have
to go down on her."
" I don't give a fuck as long as I get my cut. Now get your arse back out
on the street and make us some money Lynne. "
Lexy still hadn't said anything, she just kept glaring at me. But she
looked terrified when Tony said. " Lexy, you stay, we need to have a talk."
I had two more customers, both $60 half and half jobs. Which meant
another $90 for me and $30 for Tony. It was 6.15 am and the streets
were getting quieter as the sky began to lighten as sunrise approached.
I was thinking of calling it a night when a middle aged woman walked
past me and whispered " Follow me." and headed up my stairs. She
stopped at the first landing and turned and looked at me. Her eyes were
roaming over my body. " What's your name? "
" Lynne." I replied, as my eyes wandered over her body. She wasn't bad.
She had long tinted brown hair, a reasonably pretty face, and her body
was slim, and it looked like she had fairly large breasts. She was dressed
like she'd just been to a very formal function. Expensive black dress,
lots of expensive jewellery, long manicured nails painted a rich red.
Everything about her said money. " Show me your arms Lynne."
" What ?' I said, genuinely confused by what she had said. She peeled
a twenty dollar bill from a roll of notes in her hand and dropped it on
the floor. " Show me your arms Lynne." The plastic note floated down
and landed at her feet.
I bent down and grabbed it, then stood up and held out my arms. She
gently grabbed my left arm and slowly turned it around, inspecting it.
Then she did the same to my right arm.
" Good." She said. " Let's go to your room."
I realised as we walked up the stairs together that she was looking for
needle marks; She didn't want a junkie.
When we got inside she told me to take my clothes off.
" You don't get a strip show for twenty bucks lady." I said, in my new
whore voice. She took a fifty from her hand and dropped it on the floor,
again I bent down and picked it up.
She sat on the bed as she watched me take off my boots.
" Now your shirt." She said with a hint of excitement creeping into her
voice.
I undid the knot in my shirt under my breasts and tried to look seductive
for her as I peeled it off.
" Hmmmm very nice. You've got big nipples. Now the skirt."
I undid the zipper slowly and wiggled my arse for her as I pulled the skirt
down.
" Do you want me to take my panties off now ?" I asked, with as sexy a
voice as I could.
" Yes Lynne, I want to keep them." She dropped another twenty on the
floor, and I slid out of my panties and held them out for her.
" My panties will cost you forty." I said, realising there was a lot of money
to be made out of this woman. She dropped another twenty to the floor
and took my panties and put them in her handbag.
" Why did you shave your cunt?" She asked as I was kneeling on the floor
picking up the forty dollars.
" Two women shaved it for me." Her green eyes lit up when she heard
what I'd said.
" How many men have fucked you tonight Lynne ?" She said waving a
twenty in front of her face.
" About 30." I said as I reached out for the note. She pulled it away.
" Did they all wear condoms ?"
She looked disappointed when I said " Yes."
" Anyone fuck you up the arse ?"
" No. Not tonight." She put the twenty in my hand, then moved toward
me and gently stroked my nipples. They responded to her touch. Then
she slid her hand down my body and stroked me between the legs. She
smiled at me as she felt my body beginning to lubricate itself.
She took a small vibrator from her handbag and told me to stick it up
myself.
" That's going to cost...." She shut me up by shoving a fifty dollar bill in
my mouth. I took the vibrator off her and moved my feet wider apart
and slid the vibrator up myself.
" Let go of it and hold it inside yourself." She said as she caressed my
breasts again. I did as she said, tensing my muscles so my body would
hold the vibrator inside me, and slowly let go of it with my hands.
" Hold it in you for as long as you can." She said as she shoved another
fifty in my mouth.
I stood there naked, except for my stockings and garter, with four
twenties and one fifty dollar bill in my left hand, and two fifty dollar bills
in my mouth, and the end of a vibrator hanging out of me between my
legs.
I held it for as long as I could, but I was getting wet, and the wetter I
got, the harder it was to hold the vibrator inside me. As I felt it start to
slip out of me I tried to squeeze my pussy tighter around it, I tried my
best to hold it inside me as long as I could for her, but I was getting
wetter and eventually it slid out of me and fell to the floor, glistening with
my juices. I bent down, picked it up and passed it to her.
" This is what we're going to do Lynne." I took the money out of my
mouth as she whispered into my ear telling what she wanted me to do.
Whispered as if there were people listening to the disgusting things she
was saying.
" Two hundred." I said, I probably should have said three hundred.
" I've already paid you enough. Don't get greedy little whore." She said as
she started to get undressed. " But I will give you another two hundred if
you give me a good time."
" One hundred, and another two hundred if I give you a good time." I
said as I squeezed her breast through her bra.
" Get your filthy whore hands off me." She screamed. I pulled my hand
away, startled by her response. She reached into her handbag and threw
a handful of five dollar notes in my face.
" Now crawl around the floor and pick up your money whore." She said
angrily.
I had all the other notes she had given me in my left hand, and lowered
myself onto the old carpet and crawled around on my hands and knees
picking up my money as she watched me.
She told me to sit on the floor and count my whore money. There were
twenty three five dollar notes, one hundred and fifteen dollars.
" Happy now little whore." She said, now completely naked.
" Yes, thank you." I said as I looked at her body. She was in great shape.
She obviously worked out and spent time under the tanning lamps. She
was shaved too.
" You know what to do." She said in a low soft voice.
I put all the money in my top draw and lied on my back on the bed
propping my head up on the pillows.
She stood beside the bed, her face flushed in anticipation.
" Get up here slut !" I yelled. Her eyes closed in pleasure as I called her
a slut. Then she got up on the bed.
" Crawl over here and lick my whore cunt." She buried her face between
my legs and started licking my cunt.
" Do you know how many cocks have been in my whore cunt tonight."
I was enjoying it as much as she was, I felt myself getting wetter as
her tongue lapped at me between my legs.
" Over thirty cocks have fucked my little whore cunt tonight. And you're
licking it you dirty little slut." She moaned loudly and reached down
between her legs to play with herself. " Can you taste all those cocks
little slut. Can you taste all those cocks ? "
My clit had swollen as her tongue licked me, and darted in and out of
me. " Stick your tongue out little slut. I want to rub my whore cunt on
your pretty little tongue."
Her eyes were closed and her tongue was poking out eagerly from her
mouth as I slid myself up and down against her face.
" Look at you." I said sounding disgusted. " Lying there playing with
yourself while a whore fucks your face."
I was close to cumming, my clit was throbbing as I rubbed myself against
this woman's tongue. But she didn't want me to cum. Whores don't cum
she had said to me. So I pushed her away and told her I wanted to
watch her play with herself.
She rolled onto her back, and spread her legs wide as she fingered
herself. Then she grabbed one of her tits and lifted it to her mouth and
sucked and bit on her own swollen nipple.
" Show me your cunt." I yelled at her. Her tit fell from her mouth as
she reached down and pulled her cunt lips apart for me.
" Wider." I shouted at her." Pull your cunt open wider for me little slut."
She groaned loudly as she stretched herself wide for me, her fingers
glistened with her juices as she pulled her lips apart further.
" I want to see you cum slut. Play with yourself and cum for the whore."
She rubbed her clit hard with one hand and reached under herself with
her other hand and slid a finger up her arse.
" Look at you. You've got my cunt juice all over your face. You've got
a whores cunt juice all over your pretty little face. "
She groaned loudly as she started to cum.
" You love the taste of a whore's cunt, don't you little slut."
I abused her all the way through her orgasm. Then she let out one last
loud moan and slumped on the bed. Her hand still rubbing herself
gently.
" I haven't finished with you yet. I know what else you like the taste of
little slut. You like the taste of a whore's arsehole don't you. You want to
stick your tongue up my little whore arsehole, don't you."
She moaned quietly as I rolled over and stuck my arse up in the air.
" Come on little rich bitch. The whore wants her arsehole licked."
I heard the purring sound of her vibrator, then I felt her hand on the
cheek of my arse, then her tongue was on my arsehole. I had to bite my
lip to hold back the sounds I wanted to make.
" Now stick your tongue up the whores arse." I desperately wanted to
reach between my legs and rub my clit and cum with her tongue up my
arse. But that wasn't what she wanted. It wasn't what she had paid for.
I was finding it hard to speak. My body didn't agree with her comment
that whores don't cum. I could hear the different sounds the vibrator
made as she fucked herself with it. Louder as she pulled it out of herself
and a more muffled sound as she shoved it up inside herself.
I couldn't talk with her tongue on my arsehole. All I could do was close
my eyes and try not to cum as I listened to her grunting and moaning as
she came again.
When she was finished, I watched in silence as she wiped her face with
some tissues and got dressed. She checked herself in the mirror in her
compact, then, looking like the stuck up rich bitch she was, she walked
over to the bed, and sprinkled four fifty dollar bills over my body.
She turned and walked to the door, then stopped and looked down at
me on the bed. " Enjoy your money little whore." Then she was gone.
I grabbed one of the fifty dollar bills and started rubbing my pussy with
it. I reached under myself and slid a finger up my arse as I came.
I had fucked 33 men in the past 16 hours, but the only orgasms I'd
had were the ones I'd given myself.
It was nearly 8.00 am and I was exhausted. I fell asleep with my finger
still up my arse.
When I woke up at two in the afternoon, I counted the money the woman
had given me. $545.00. With the $120 I had from the two men that
I sucked and fucked, I had another $665.00. That would be $500 for
me.
I got my little book out and filled in a line for the woman. My little book
showed that I had fucked 33 men my first night as a prostitute. Plus the
woman who had paid $545 to eat a whores cunt.
I had grossed $2395 in a little over sixteen hours. It could have been
more if I hadn't lost those two hours because of Lexy. And after taking
all Tony's cut and other costs out, I had made $1540 for the blonde
woman, less what I needed to spend on food and condoms and the other
necessities of a whores life.
" Oh Fuck !" I swore out loud. I hadn't deducted the hundred dollars it
had cost me to not go down on Lexy. But it still left me with $1440 from
my first night as a whore.
After I took the money to Tony, I bought a fifty pack of condoms, some
new panties, a couple of new shirts and a few pairs of stockings. I had
some bacon and eggs and a quick cup of coffee in a cafe, and headed
back to my room to prepare for my second night as a prostitute.
I showered and put on the new underwear and a new shirt, caked my
face in the cheap makeup Tony had charged me so much for, and
headed down to my spot on the street. It was 4.00pm.
Lexy wasn't in her spot down from me, a very young and very attractive
woman stood there propositioning the men that walked past. When she
saw me she walked toward me.
" Hi Lynne, I'm Brook." She wouldn't have been much more than 18 or
19, but she seemed older somehow. But she looked good from a
customers point of view.
Young, slim, blonde, large firm breasts behind her little white tank top,
and long tanned legs that lead invitingly to the hem of a very short tight
white skirt.
I couldn't imagine any bloke preferring to pay to fuck me rather than fuck
her. That thought made me wonder about Lexy. I wondered what Tony
had done to her after I left them in his office. I wasn't concerned about
her, the bitch deserved whatever she got, but business would be better
for me with Lexy here instead of Brook.
" Have you heard ? " Brook said, her eyes coming to life.
The USS Missouri had docked in the harbour yesterday, and was due to
sail for some joint exercises off the coast with the R.A.N. But there'd
been some sort of problem and it wouldn't be sailing until Tuesday
afternoon, and the Captain had granted shoreleave to 4000 sailors.
4000 American sailors who had been at sea for over seven weeks. The
whores of Kings Cross were going to make a lot of money, me included.
Shoreleave started at five. From shortly after five till eight the next
morning, I fucked 68 sailors, and grossed $7880. That meant $5910
for me. For me to give to the blonde woman.
All sorts of men paid to fuck me.White men, black men, Asian me.Harsh
New York accents and grating southern drawls;One minute a man would
be lying on top of me, fucking me madly, the veins in his neck bulging as
he shot his load into the condom, the next minute I'd be walking upstairs
with another one groping me and sticking his hand up my skirt.
I never had time to fill in my little book properly. All I had written was
' Sailor ' with 67 ticks underneath it and an amount in the end column.
At one stage there was a group waiting at the entrance to the stairway,
cueing up to fuck me.
I never had time to enjoy any of them, they all came within minutes of
entering me anyway. One young white guy actually came when I was
putting the condom on him, and I think a couple of them paid to fuck me
more than once.
It was an amazing night. After it was all over I had a long shower put on
a new pair of panties, and lay on the bed thinking about all those men
who had paid to fuck me.
My body had started to grow accustomed to achieving orgasm several
times a day, and when I touched myself, I felt how wet I was from
thinking about all those men.
I was exhausted from the long night, and from having my pussy pounded
by 68 desperately horny sailors, all be it briefly by most of them. But I
needed some pleasure myself, and lying in the bed, masturbating alone,
seemed a pretty boring way of getting off.
I was a whore, with lots of money, in the middle of the sleaziest part of
Sydney. I thought I'd earned some pleasure for myself. So I got dressed
stuffed some money in my red handbag and went down into the streets.
It was 8.30.am.
I know my husband and the blonde woman read what I write in this
diary. But I know now what she meant when she said that whores and
sluts are not the same. That they're opposites. A whore simply fucks and
sucks for money, she derives no pleasure in what she does, she does it
only for the money.
A slut enjoys being slut. She performs all sorts of sexual acts for the
pleasure it gives her. A slut would enjoy getting paid to fuck someone,
but the pleasure for her comes from the sexual act, not the financial
transaction.
I've already proven at the party and the dinner at the blonde woman's
house what a slut I am. And after the last two nights I've proven what a
profitable little whore I am. Even Tony was impressed with the number of
men who paid to fuck me that night. Only a real whore could fuck 68
men in 15 hours and earn over $7000 doing so.
I was a whore while these men fucked me, interested only in the money
I could make selling my body to them for sex. But I was still a slut the
next morning. Still desperate to satisfy my own needs. I know I've shown
that I am both a slut and a whore, just as she wanted me to.
That's why I didn't think doing what I was planning would displease her
too much. At worst, I was just being a selfish little slut. Perhaps I will
be punished for it, but I'm sure I'll enjoy my punishment anyway.
I returned to my room from my little shopping trip with some new sheets
for the bed, more condoms and a few other things, including' a really
daggy frock. A housewife frock.
I changed out of my whore clothes and into my housewife bra, panties,
pantyhose and shoes; And my bright flowery housewife frock.
I looked in the mirror and was surprised to see the old Lynne looking
back at me. I looked like the old Lynne, but she didn't exist anymore. The
image in the mirror was just a reflection of the past, it was the new Lynne
who snuck down the fire escape into the filthy alley.
There was a light shower of rain, and I hid myself under the large black
umbrella I'd bought, and kept my eyes on the footpath as I walked briskly
towards a bus stop in Ward Avenue, timing my walk so that I could jump
on the first bus that came along without having to stand around.
The bus went to Randwick, from there I caught a cab to Surrey Hills. I'd
seen ads for the brothel on late night T.V. It was classy and expensive.
An elegant woman in her 40s greeted me at the door. There was no
hesitation or surprise in her voice or body language that I was a woman.
It wasn't the reaction I'd expected. I was dressed in my daggy mummy
clothes, but the woman simply smiled and escorted me into a tastefully
decorated lounge area, and invited me to take a seat on the couch.
I accepted her offer of a glass of Riesling as she explained that they had
seven ladies available at the moment. The price surprised me a bit,
$250 for an hour, all inclusive.
" What does ' All inclusive' mean ?" I asked as I took a sip of wine.
" The Ladies will explain that to you." The Madam said as a stunning
redhead walked into the room. She was absolutely beautiful.
" Hello. I'm Sally." She said in a rich Irish accent that added to her
appeal.
" Hello Sally." I stuttered as my eyes devoured her body. She wore a
sheer, almost see through red gown which she had left open at the
front. She stood in front of me just long enough for me to catch a
glimpse of her bright red bra and panties. Then she smiled and slowly
walked away.
" Hi I'm Samantha." I heard the voice, but I couldn't take my eyes off
Sally. " Sally's absolutely beautiful isn't she." I turned towards the voice
when Sally disappeared from view through a doorway.
A young woman with shoulder length blonde hair was standing in front of
me." Hi Lynne, I'm Samantha." She was dressed in lingerie too. Black
lingerie that contrasted with her blonde hair and soft white skin.
" You're beautiful too." I said smiling at her. " But not as beautiful as
Sally " I said to myself.
" You look pretty good yourself Lynne." She said with a cheeky smile on
her face, her soft blue eyes staring straight into mine. " You remind me
of a girlfriend of mine. I bet you taste as good as she does too."
I bit my bottom lip as I felt my clitoris respond to what she had said. It
was as if her words had stroked me between the legs, and she knew it.
Samantha lingered for a moment, making sure I realised just how
beautiful she really was and then turned and walked away, just as Sally
had done.
Another five woman paraded themselves in front of me, just as Sally and
Samantha had. They were all beautiful, all dressed in expensive
lingerie, all smelling of delicious fragrances of perfume. I would have
enjoyed myself with any of them, but I wanted Sally.
The Madam returned after the last of the women had introduced them
selves and asked which lady I would like to see. " Will you be using
cash or a credit card ? " She asked politely after I told her I wanted to
see Sally.
I fumbled through my new housewife hand bag and held out $250 in
cash for her. " Sally will be with you in a moment." She said as she took
the money and then left the room.
I felt like a nervous, horny little schoolgirl as Sally sat next to me on the
couch. " Would you like another glass of wine before we go upstairs ?"
She put her hand on my leg as she spoke sending a shiver of excitement
through my body.
" No thank you." I bit my lip again as I felt her hand gently caressing
the top of my thigh.
I followed her up a flight of stairs covered in a plush pinkish carpet, then
down a wide hall and into a large room. The lights were dimmed, and
Mariah Carey music played softly in the background. To my left was a
large four poster bed, a black marble spa was in the corner in front of
me. Black metal stands with thick white candles stood on either side of
the bed.
Sally closed the door behind us and moved toward me." What does 'All
inclusive ' mean ? " I asked nervously, trying to take control.
Sally gently ran her finger over the top of my dress, down my cleavage
and across my stomach.
" For you, it means whatever you want it to mean." She looked into my
eyes as she slid her gown off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
I had come here expecting to pay a woman to do what I wanted her to
do. I thought I'd be in control of the whore I chose to satisfy me, but it
wasn't turning out the way I'd thought.
So much had happened in the short space of time since that night in the
garage. But I really had very little experience with other women and none
with a woman as breathtakingly beautiful as Sally. She was in control,
not me. I had very little control over myself as her finger snaked it's way
down my body, let alone any control over her.
She kept moving closer until our bodies were touching. I could feel my
breasts against hers, my thighs against hers, my crotch almost against
hers. She reached behind me and slowly unzipped my dress, then peeled
it off my shoulders as she lent forward and gently kissed my neck. My
head arched back and I moaned softly under her touch.
I held her around her waist as she kissed and nibbled on my neck and
ears and she guided me towards the bed. My dress had slid down my
body as we moved and fell to the floor around my feet.
I felt her hands slide inside my panties and grab me firmly on the cheeks
of my arse. My hands did the same to her and we pulled our bodies
together, our crotches pushing hard against each other.
We thrust and rubbed that part of our bodies together as we kissed
each other on the lips and bit each other on the neck.
She seemed as consumed in the passion of the moment as I was.
" Oh God Yes Lynne. Rub yourself against me. Rub your pussy against
mine." She panted.
Our hands grabbed at each others bodies and I felt my panties sliding
down my legs, and we fell onto the bed locked in each others arms. We
rolled around on the bed, the passion building as we pulled each others
bras and panties and stockings off.
Then suddenly she stopped. We were both completely naked and she
was lying on top of me, our pussy's almost stuck together with our juices.
I opened my eyes and looked at her and the expression on her face
made me moan loudly. I knew what she was going to do, and my eyes
closed again in anticipation.
I felt her tongue on the nipple of my left breast, then I moaned again as
she sucked the nipple on my right breast. I grunted loudly as I felt her
tongue lick it's way down my stomach to the tops of my thighs.
Then she stopped again. My eyes opened and I looked down at her.
She had a hand around each of my thighs and her face between my
legs, just a few inches from where I so desperately wanted it.
" Oh God Sally please do it." I pleaded as I watched her mouth move
closer. I could feel her breath on my pussy. I could see her tongue
moving closer and closer to my swollen clitoris. I knew I would cum the
second her tongue touched me there.
She licked the air an inch from my clit. Then moved her mouth a little
closer and licked the air a half an in from my clit. I thrust myself up
towards her mouth in desperation but she pulled her head back and
licked the air above my clit again. I groaned in frustration.
" Are you going to cum Lynne ? " The blonde woman said from the
doorway. My head spun in that direction. It took a moment or two for me
realise that the blonde woman really was standing there.
" Get over here you stupid little slut ! " The seething anger in her voice
cleared my head from the haze of pleasure in which I had been engulfed
just a few seconds before.
I almost fell out of the bed in my rush to obey her and I staggered over
and stood in front her. She grabbed me by the hair and I screamed as
she pulled my head down towards the floor until I fell onto the carpet at
her feet.
She still had hold of my hair and pulled my head back so as my face was
looking up towards her. Her eyes drilled into mine for what seemed an
eternity.
" What the hell's going on ?" I heard Sally ask nervously.
" Shut the fuck up Sally." Desmond's deep voice roared as he walked
into the room.
" I'm sorry Desmond...I...I didn't see you there, I..." Sally stuttered and
went quiet. Even $250 an hour whores are scared of Desmond.
" Do you know where you were about to stick your tongue Sally ?"
The blonde woman said shifting her eyes towards Sally. But She didn't
answer.
" You were about to lick the dirty little cunt of a cheap street whore."
The room was silent until the blonde woman pulled on my hair again,
almost lifting me off the floor by my hair until my face was looking
straight up at Sally.
" Tell her Lynne. Tell her what you are."
" I'm a street whore." I said as defiantly as I could . " I'm a cheap street
whore."
Sally looked as surprised as she was disgusted. Not just with me, but
with what she had almost done to me.
" She's more than just a cheap whore." The blonde woman said as she
dragged me by the hair towards the bed. " Stand up Sally."
I sensed her reluctance, but Sally did as the blonde woman had
instructed her too, and the blonde woman threw me onto the floor.
" I think you should show Sally how sorry you are for trying to get her to
lick your dirty little cunt, don't you Lynne ?"
" Yes Mistress." I answered meekly.
" Lick her feet." The blonde woman ordered, and I crawled over to Sally,
brushed my hair out of the way, and started licking her feet.
" She's so much more than just a whore, aren't you Lynne ?"
" Yes Mistress. I'm whatever you want me to be." I only stopped licking
Sally's feet long enough to answer the question.
" Tell Sally how much it costs to fuck you Lynne?"
" Fifty dollars Mistress. It only costs fifty dollars to fuck me." Again I
only
stopped licking Sally's feet long enough to answer the question.
" But of course your pimp takes his cut out of that doesn't he Lynne ?"
" Yes Mistress."
I heard voices behind me and tried to hear what was going on as I moved
my mouth to Sally's other foot and started licking between her toes. I
soon figured out what the noise was. All the other whores of the brothel
had gathered at the door to see what was going on.
A delicious shiver of humiliation ran down my spine as the blonde woman
invited them in to have a look. I knew I couldn't look up, but out of the
corners of my eyes I could see high heel shoes and stocking clad ankles
walking beside me.
Some of the women laughed at me, some of them gasped in horror at
what they saw me doing. The humiliation made my pussy juices flow
again.
" Alright, you've had your fun ladies." Desmond said, and the women
quickly left the room, still talking about me as they did.
" You're a very beautiful woman Sally. " The blonde woman said as she
moved closer to her. " I wouldn't mind having that pretty little tongue
of yours between my legs, or up my arse. But you're just another whore,
I can have you whenever I want you."
Sally's toes curled and dug into the carpet when the blonde woman
spoke. Sally obviously didn't like being called a whore.
I heard more footsteps behind me and suddenly someone grabbed my
arms. They pulled them roughly behind me, and tied them tightly behind
my back. The rope cut into my wrists as I was pulled to my feet by two
men I hadn't seen before. They were both as ugly as each other and
covered in tattoos.
" Get that little bitch out of here." The blonde woman said, her eyes still
feasting on Sally's naked body.
As the two men dragged me towards the door I heard the blonde woman
say. " Well, Lynne has paid for your services Sally. And I'm sure you're as
talented a little whore as you are a beautiful little whore."
The last thing I saw before the two men pushed me out the door was
Sally kneeling in front of the blonde woman as she lifted her skirt up and
buried her face between the blonde womans legs.
The rope burned my wrists as the two men dragged me down the stairs
and out a rear door. It was only when we got outside that I realised I
was still naked.
" Please let me put some cloths on." I begged them, but they ignored me.
There was a car parked in the small backyard, and to my horror, they
pushed me into the boot and slammed it shut.
A sense of terror engulfed me. I had no idea who these men were, or
where they were going to take me, or what they were going to do to me.
It was pitch dark and I could smell petrol fumes. I don't think I have
ever felt more frightened in my life. I could hear my heart beating loudly
and quickly. I could hear my breathing, fast and shallow.
Then the engine started and I was thrown against the back of the boot
as the car took off quickly. I was thrown against the rear of the back seat
as the car screeched to a stop. Then against the back of the boot again
as the car accelerated away again. I don't know how long I was in the
boot of the car for. It could have been five minutes or it could have been
an hour.
I didn't even realise that the car had stopped when the boot opened
and the two men reached in and lifted me out. I think we were in a
garage of some sort, but I couldn't really tell because there were bright
lights that hurt my eyes after the darkness I had endured.
I heard myself saying ' thank you ' over and over to the two men as they
led me through a door and down a flight of stairs. I was still thanking
them when I saw Kelly standing at the foot of the stairs.
" Put her in here." Kelly said as she opened the door to what could only
be described as a dungeon. The two men threw me onto a thick bed of
straw in the corner behind the door. Kelly never said anything as the
three of them left and she closed the door behind them.
I lay there for a while catching my breath and collecting my thoughts. I
should have known better than to try to sneak off like that to pursue
my own pleasure without permission. And I realised that all this was just
the start of my punishment for being a selfish little slut.
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