LYNNE: CHAPTER 15. A NIGHT IN THE SHADOWS. PART 2
" I'm just a whore Miss." I said defiantly interrupting they're laughter as I
stood there still holding my nighty up to show her my shaved pussy.
" Yes. We know that bitch! And for now you're our little whore." Paul
said with an arrogant look on his face.
They made me lean against the wall and finger myself as David filmed
me with the video camera.
Rachael walked over and flopped on the bed and watched me perform
for the camera. She looked incredibly sexy lying on the bed, her nighty
riding up giving a glimpse of her blonde pubic hair.
She reached up under her nighty and started playing with herself as she
watched me finger myself. The room was filled with the sound of my
finger sliding in and out of my wet pussy.
I looked at the camera and then at Paul and then at Rachael as I
fingered myself. I needed to reach down and rub my clit with my
other hand but I knew I'd have to wait for Paul or Rachael to tell me to.
They didn't. I was working myself into a frenzy as I watched the little red
light on the video camera. Paul had the camera pointed right at my wet
cunt and Rachael was moaning loudly as she played with herself. It was
too much, I couldn't wait, I needed to rub my swollen clit.
" Do you want me to rub my clit for you? " I panted at Rachael and then
Paul. " Do you want me to rub my big swollen clit for the camera?"
" No we don't little whore." Rachael said, her face flushed with passion.
" Turn around and stick a finger up your arse !"
I'd managed not to make any noises when I was fingering myself for
them but I couldn't hold back the grunting sounds I made as I slid a
finger up my arse.
" You like that don't you little whore." Rachael said in a low breathless
voice as she slid off the bed and moved towards me.
" Yes...I love it..." I half panted half moaned as I saw her moving towards
me.
" Look at the camera slut !" Paul snapped as Rachael slowly moved
closer and closer to me. I turned my head and looked into the lens of
the camera as Paul had instructed me to. I thought my knees were
going to give way underneath me. If I didn't have the wall to lean against
I'm sure they would have.
" You like that don't you little whore." Rachael said again. She was
standing beside me now. I could smell her perfume, I could almost
feel her breath on my neck as she spoke.
" Oh God Yes....." I cried out as I felt our bodies almost touch.
" Look into the Camera little slut." Rachael whispered. " Finger your
whore arse hole for the camera."
They watched me and filmed me fingering myself up the arse for a
while. I was desperate to rub myself between the legs, desperate to
let loose the orgasm that teased me. I was so close.
" Do you want to cum for the camera little whore ?" Rachael said in
a mocking tone. I knew they weren't going to let me cum but I had to
ask them if I could anyway.
" Please let me cum for the camera Miss, please let me cum for you...
..........I'll do anything you want me to, please let me cum...."
Rachael's face was flushed with passion and her eyes almost wild with
excitement as she watched me fingering my arse hole for her and
listened to me beg her for permission to cum.
" You'll do whatever we tell you to anyway little whore ! Won't you !"
Rachael's face was only inches from mine and her voice barely more
than a whisper. I almost came when I saw the look in her eyes.
" Yes Miss." I answered softly, helplessly. " I'm your little whore and I'll do
whatever you want me to."
We stared into each others eyes for a few seconds. I could see the
pleasure my torment and submission gave her, and I knew she could
see how much pleasure it gave me.
Rachael slowly drew away and spread herself on the bed. She lay on
her back with her head resting on some pillows. I could see up her
nighty. Her beautiful blonde pussy glistened with her juices.
" Come here and do your stuff little slut." Rachael said breathlessly.
My arse hole didn't want to let go of my finger and my pussy ached to
be touched. But I was here for their pleasure not mine. I moaned loudly
and my head banged against the wall as I pulled my finger out.
I saw the camera follow me as I moved to the bed and crawled onto
it with her. I kissed Rachael tenderly on her foot and toes and gently
worked my way up her legs to the soft skin of her thighs. She moaned
softly as I kissed and licked my way up the inside of her thighs pushing
her nighty up as my tongue danced over her body.
My mouth was only inches away from her beautiful blonde pussy. I
looked up into her eyes as I moved my tongue closer and closer to
her wet and swollen pussy lips. I was just about to taste her for the first
time when she grabbed me by the hair and pushed me away.
" Not there little slut. I don't want your dirty whore tongue on my pussy.
I want it some where else."
She rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. I crawled over to
her again and started kissing and licking up the back of her thighs and
slowly pushed her nighty up over her back.
I kissed and licked the cheeks of her arse, slowly moving closer to where
she wanted my tongue.
" That's it little whore" She moaned quietly.
I ran my hands gently up her thighs and over her cheeks as I flicked her
arse hole with my tongue.
" Oh Fuck Yes !" She cried out. " Lick my arse little whore."
I could see Paul standing behind the video camera and the little red
light seemed to be glowing even brighter, he'd moved closer but I
hadn't noticed. He was only a few feet away now with the camera
pointed at Rachael's arse as I licked her eagerly.
" The camera's taping everything you do little whore." Rachael moaned.
" Lick my arse hole for the camera little whore......"
Rachael cried out again as I stabbed her arse hole with my tongue. I
pulled her cheeks apart and slid my tongue as far up her arse as I
could. Rachael buried her face in the pillows.
" Stick your tongue up her arse slut !" Her husband yelled loudly. Rachael
was saying things too but I couldn't understand her.
I felt Rachael's body grow tense as I fucked her up the arse with my
tongue. " Yes....Yes....Yes...." She started chanting and suddenly she was
thrashing around on the bed as she came.
The pillows muffled the grunting noises Rachael made as waves of
pleasure seared through her body. Several times I thought her orgasm
had peaked and was letting go of her, but each time she'd cry out
again as she came again.
I don't know how many times Rachael came, but eventually she
collapsed on the bed in exhaustion and Paul pushed me away from her.
" Get off the fucking bed bitch !" He snarled at me.
I slid off the bed and fell onto the floor. I tried to stand up but my
legs were shaking and my head was spinning. I couldn't stand up. I
just lay on the floor as I watched Paul and Rachael kiss and caress
each other tenderly.
Rachael started to undress her husband and I watched as they made
love. It was so gentle, so tender. They looked into each others eyes
as Paul lay on top of his wife and slowly slid himself inside her. She
wrapped her legs and arms around him and they made slow
passionate love. I wanted so much to be made love to like that.
Slowly the intensity of their lovemaking grew and I heard Paul whisper to
his wife that he was going to cum.
" Come for me sweetheart." Rachael panted.
Paul took his cock out of her and Rachael and I watched as he covered
her stomach with his cum and then collapsed on top of her.
They lay together like that for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow of
their love and lust for each other. Then Rachael kissed her husband
gently on his lips one more time before he slid off the bed.
They looked at each other, their faces glowing with the love and passion
they felt for each other. But their expressions were very different when
they looked down at me.
" Get up here and clean this up whore !"
I dragged myself up onto the bed and crawled over to Rachael. Paul
moved the camera into a better position to film me licking his cum off
his wife's stomach.
" Every drop slut !" She demanded, and I obeyed her willingly.
I thought they'd want to film me getting myself off in some humiliating or
disgusting way. I'd heard a dog barking in the backyard and I could
see myself tied up on the floor as their dog licked my wet cunt. I could
see Rachael looking down at me in contempt as Paul video taped me
telling their dog how good his tongue felt, telling their dog to lick me
faster.
I could see the look of disgust on their faces as I told their dog he was
going to make me cum. And I could see the red light on the video camera
as I came on their dog's big drooling tongue.
But they'd gotten what they wanted. They weren't interested in seeing
the whore cum. They'd got what they paid for and they just wanted the
whore out of their house as soon as possible.
Before I knew it I was dressed and standing on a corner with Lexy a few
blocks from Paul and Rachael's place. They didn't want their neighbours
to see two whores waiting for a taxi near their house.
My wet cunt still ached to be touched. I was still incredibly aroused and
desperate for some relief, but the cool night air cleared my head a
little and a sense of shame and disgust ran through me. How could I
have thought what I did about them using their dog to get me off ?
How could I have fantasised about it as I licked her husbands cum off
Rachael's stomach ? I couldn't look at Lexy. No one knew about the
sick disgusting fantasy I'd had. But it felt like Lexy knew. The guilt I
felt for even thinking about doing that made me ashamed of what I
was, whatever it was I had become.
Lexy and I rode in silence in the taxi as we travelled up through The
Cross and down Oxford St. Lexy had told me to sit in the front. She
couldn't stand the thought of me sitting in the back with her. What would
she have thought of me if she really did know what I'd fantasised about ?
By the time the taxi pulled up in front of the apartment block in Oxford
Street the guilt and shame had gone. It was only a fantasy I kept
telling myself. A sick strange fantasy but that is all it was. I hadn't
actually done it and I never would do anything like that.
I tried to convince myself of that, but I knew I would do it if my Mistress
told me to. There was no point trying to deny it. And there were no
feelings of guilt this time as flashes of the fantasy danced through my
mind again.
I followed Lexy up the steps of the building.
" Is this where you live ?" I asked without thinking.
" It's none of your fucking business bitch !" Lexy snarled.
" I'm sorry.....I know that.....I'm really sorry..... "
Lexy ignored my apology and pushed the door open. We walked up one
flight of stairs and towards a door with loud music coming from behind
it.
Lexy opened the door with her key and the noise and smells of the
party spilled out into the hallway.
" What have you got there Lex ?" A tall unattractive woman with short
dark hair said as she walked over to us. I looked around the room and
knew how I must have looked to all the faces staring back at me.
There were 15 or 20 people looking at me. They were all women I think.
Mostly dressed in jeans and T-shits, a lot with nose rings or tattoo's.
I'd always assumed Lexy was a lesbian for some reason, she just didn't
seem like a woman who liked men at all. But I thought of her as the
"Butch" one. Those thoughts changed when Lexy and the tall woman
locked their mouths together in a deep passionate kiss.
Someone turned the music off and another voice said:
" Well come Lex. Who's the little Princess ?"
Lexy's friend grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face away from
hers. " Come on Lex, who is she ?"
Lexy smiled in a way I'd never seen her smile before. She was enjoying
showing me off to her butch Dyke friends.
" She's my little bitch for the night. And she does whatever I tell her to."
There was a mixture of cheers and laughter and applause. Hands groped
me and grabbed at me as Lexy led me to the middle of the crowded
room.
They passed me around the room taking it in turns to dance with me.
They groped me and tongue kissed me and rubbed themselves
against me while we danced. Most of the women weren't all that
unattractive up close. Just hard faced and butch.
I was dancing with a reasonably attractive woman with short reddish
hair. I think her name was Karen. She had quite a pretty face and wasn't
as rough and crude as the other women who had had a turn with me. It
was a slow dance, our bodies were close together, our crotches rubbing
against each others, our lips and tongues locked together.
I didn't want it to happen like this but I couldn't stop it. My body had
been desperate for some relief since Paul and Rachael had left me
so agonisingly close an hour or so earlier. And after being past around
the room from woman to woman the way I had been I couldn't hold it
back any longer.
I started kissing her more passionately and thrusting myself against
her harder and faster. " I'm going to cum." I whispered into her ear
as I buried my face in her neck and braced myself for it.
I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me away from her and spin me
around. " We all want to see you cum Lynne." Lexy said with her tall
masculine girlfriend standing next to her with her arm around her.
" Fuck you Lexy !" Karen yelled out. " It was my turn with her."
" Yeah Fuck you too Karen !"
I whimpered softly from frustration as they argued about whose turn it
was with me. I was so close I could almost taste the orgasm I nearly had
with Karen. I felt weak and light headed, I had to cum.
Lexy and Karen and some of the other women argued and swore at each
other about whose turn it was with me. I didn't care whose turn it was
I just wanted to wrap myself around one of them and rub myself against
them and enjoy the orgasm that I so desperately needed.
More voices joined in the argument. I was in a bit of a daze and I didn't
hear or understand much of what was being said about me. Suddenly
there were hands all over me. The zipper on my dress was undone and
my dress was pulled off me. Then hands were grabbing at the clips of my
bra and my bra was undone and ripped off me.
Before I knew it I was just standing there naked as the women circled
around me. They were saying all sorts of things about my shaved wet
cunt and my big tits and what a hot and horny little bitch I was.
I nearly came just listening to them talk about me. Then there were
hands and fingers grabbing at me again. One of the women touched
me between the legs and I moaned loudly and threw my head back
jolted from the pleasure.
" Lie on the floor Lynne." I heard Lexy say. And I obeyed her immediately
and flopped onto the thick carpet on the floor. I looked up and saw
the women gathered around me looking down at me. Some had drinks
or cigarettes in their hands, and they all had lustful and excited looks
on their faces.
I reached down between my legs and slid a finger inside myself groaning
loudly as I did. Someone pulled my hand away. I reached back down to
touch myself again, but again someone pulled my hand away. I
whimpered loudly as I realised they weren't going to let me cum yet.
Then I saw Lexy's friend. The tall dark haired woman with the hard
almost cruel face. She had a big black strap on dildo in her hands.
" Do you want me to fuck you with this Lynne ?" She said in a voice
that was deeper than a womans voice should be.
" Oh God Yes Please." I panted.
" Come on Cindy." Lexy said." I brought her home for you, fuck her."
As heated and worked up as I was I found myself thinking that Cindy was
such a feminine name for such a masculine woman. But those thoughts
were fleeting as I watched Cindy step into the straps and tie the dildo
around herself. She didn't even bother to take off her jeans.
She got on her knees between my legs and held the tip of the dildo
against the opening of my wet cunt.
" Do you want me to fuck you Lynne?" She asked in a teasing tone
as the other women looked down at us.
" Oh God Yes Please ! Fuck me with it please !"
I heard a jumble of voices saying " Fuck the bitch" and " Stick it in her!"
and " Shove it up her !"
" Make her beg for it ! " Lexy said as the tip of the dildo touched my clit
making me arch my back and moan loudly.
" Beg for it bitch !" Cindy said as she teased me with the dildo.
" I'll get on my hands and knees and beg you to fuck me with it if you
want me to." I panted in desperation." I'll do anything you want me to
just please fuck me with it please....."
Cindy smiled and pushed it hard between my swollen lips and deep up
inside me. I screamed out as I felt it almost tear me open.
" Oh god yes !" I panted. " Fuck me with it."
I groaned loudly as I felt it sliding slowly out of me. It was so long and so
far up inside me and felt so good as it slowly slid out of me. When it was
nearly all the way out she quickly and roughly shoved it all the way back
up me again and then slowly slid it out of me again.
" Maybe I should fuck you up the arse with it." Cindy said as she started
fucking me faster.
" Oh god yes !" I moaned. " Fuck me up the arse with your big dildo."
I looked up at the faces of the women looking down at me one more time
and then closed my eyes as my orgasm erupted inside me. Cindy's
body slapped against mine as she pounded the dildo in and out of me.
I thrashed around on the floor and screamed out from the intensity of an
orgasm that felt like it would never end.
But slowly the waves of ecstasy did become gentler and less frequent. I
was able to open my eyes and look up at the women's faces as the last
few spasms of pleasure jolted my body. When it was finally over I just lay
on the floor exhausted from what my body had been through.
I never felt Cindy pull the dildo out of me. All of a sudden I just noticed
her standing over me with the dildo still strapped around her and
covered in my juices.
The show was over and the women quickly lost interest and dispersed.
The music was put back on again and the party continued while I lay
exhausted on the floor.
Lexy didn't let me lie there for long though. I was soon back up dancing
with her friends. They wouldn't let me get dressed so I had to dance
naked with whoever wanted to dance with me.
Most of the women took me into a bedroom and made me go down on
them and I enjoyed going down on most of them. I enjoyed watching and
listening to them come on my tongue, but I enjoyed going down on Karen
the most. She had a really nice pussy which was dripping wet before I
even touched her and she was so loud when she came.
All the women called me slut or whore when I licked them and when
they came, all the women except Karen. She called me Lynne. She said
" I'm cumming Lynne." As I slid my tongue deep inside her.
I was on my knees on the floor in the bathroom with my face buried
between the legs of a young woman called Michelle when I heard Lexy
calling out for me.
Michelle had very short blonde hair a good figure and a tight pussy. I
was enjoying making her squirm, hearing her breathing getting heavier
and watching her face contort as I licked her clit and lips.
She was leaning up against the bathroom wall with her jeans and
panties around her ankles. " I'll have to go." I said looking up at her.
" Not yet slut I'm nearly there !" She snapped at me and pushed my head
back into her wet cunt. " In here Lex."
I heard the bathroom door open and could sense Lexy standing there
looking at me. " Hurry up and do your stuff Lynne, we've got to go."
I reached up and spread Michelle's lips apart with my thumbs so I could
get at her clit better. " Oh yeah that's it slut." She moaned.
I stuck my tongue deep inside her and felt her body respond.
" Lick my clit." She panted quickly. " Lick it....Lick it...."
I slid my tongue out of her and stabbed her clit hard and then licked it
the way she wanted me to. She was grinding herself into my face and
I knew she was going to cum.
" Faster......Lick me Faster...."
She grabbed my hair and let out a long low groan as she came.
When Michelle was finished Lexy threw my dress and bra at me and
told me to get dressed. It was only then that I realised I still had my
shoes on.
I was no sooner dressed and we were back on Oxford Street getting into
a taxi. Again Lexy told me to sit in the front. It was then that I realised
that I'd done nothing to pleasure Lexy at all so far. I'd gone down on
everyone of her friends, including Cindy, but not Lexy. Maybe she didn't
want to use me in that way for herself. Did I disgust her that much that
she didn't want me to pleasure her at all ?
I caught a glimpse of a clock on the dash. It was 5.00 am. It would be
light soon and she'd have to take me back to the Blonde Woman's
house. The people of the world Lexy lived in were nocturnal. They lived
in the shadows through the day and came out to play of a night.
The taxi dropped us off in Bayswater Road. Lexy paid the driver and
headed down into Kellet St. A dark dingy lane littered with rubbish and
used needles and cheap brothels. Lexy walked into one of the brothels
and I followed in behind her.
There was a dimly lit waiting room with three worn and grotty couches
and a TV. Three ugly whore's sat waiting for their next customer.
" It could be a long wait." I thought to myself.
" What the fuck do you want bitch ?" A voice said from behind us. It
belonged to a tall thin man of Asian appearance. He thought he looked
good in his expensive trousers and blazer, but he was a very unattractive
man.
" One shift. 6 to 6 on a Saturday night....."
" We've been through this before bitch. If you wanna work here then
that's fine but it's the same deal as the other bitches. 50/50 split and
when I tell you to, not a once off when it suits you." He lit a cigarette
with what looked like a gold lighter as he spoke.
" I work for myself H.J. I don't want to work here full time just a
few shifts, you know that."
" Why are you here wasting my time bitch. We been through this. I
don't employ no casual whores. You either work for me or out on the
streets. I don't give a fuck either way."
" But I got a different deal for you this time H.J. The rest is the same
the 6 to 6 on a Saturday night with a 70/30 split my way, but......"
Lexy grabbed my arm and stood me in front of H.J.. He'd noticed me
but he hadn't taken any notice of me.
" But...." Lexy continued. " You get a head job off The Princess here
as well. No condom. You can add her to your collection......"
H.J. noticed me now. I found out later that his nick name, H.J. was
short for Head Job. The walls in his office were covered with Polaroid's of
women with their mouths full of his cum. The women signed the photo's
and H.J. wrote the date and photo number under their signature. His
brothel was a sleazy little dump, but everybody in the Cross knew H.J.
and had seen the walls in his office.
He boasted that he had pictures of 311 women who had sucked him off,
I could see in his eyes that he saw an opportunity to make it 312.
" You're a clever bitch for a whore Lexy." H.J. said with a smile on his
face. " Who is this mummy looking bitch anyway ?" He said looking
me up and down. " Bitch looks like she's on her way to a Tupperware
Party. You got a thing for plastic bitch ?"
He thought he was good looking and he thought he was funny. But he
was neither. I knew Lexy would be pissed off if he didn't agree to what
she wanted. I knew she expected me to help her " Sell Me " to him.
" No, but I've got a thing for big hard cocks H.J." I said in as sexy a voice
as I could muster talking to this creepy man.
" You wanna suck H.J.'s cock bitch ?" He said as he ran his fingers over
my lips. I gently grabbed his hand and started sucking on his middle
finger.
" I'd love to suck your cock H.J. but I'm Lexy's bitch, and she won't let me
do it if you don't agree to what she wants." I licked his finger and then
slowly pushed his hand away. I saw Lexy out of the corner of my eye.
I could tell she was pleased with me.
" OK Lexy. One shift. 6 to 6 like you said, but 60 / 40 your way. I can't
do 70 /30. I got overheads bitch."
" It's a deal H.J." Lexy said quickly while his cock and ego were doing the
negotiating for him.
" Come with H.J. Bitch." He said as he took my hand and led me down a
hall and into his office.
" See Bitch." He said pointing at all the pictures on the walls. " 311."
It was a strange room with 311 pictures of women with cum in their
mouths covering the walls. H.J. was going to need a bigger office soon.
There was hardly a space on the four walls that didn't have a picture
on it.
Most of the women I saw in the photo's were unattractive or outright
ugly. And I assumed that most of them if not all of them were whores.
" See. Here's Lexy." H.J. said proudly walking over to one of the pictures.
She looked different in the photo. A lot younger, a lot softer in the face.
She'd signed the bottom right hand corner and it was dated just over a
year ago. I couldn't believe how much she'd aged in that time. And there
was something else different about her in the photo. It took me a while
to realise what it was. She was smiling. She had a mouth full of
H.J.'s cum but she looked happy. I hadn't seen Lexy look happy before.
I guess a year or so on the streets of The Cross doesn't leave you a lot
to be happy about.
I hadn't noticed H.J. walk around and sit behind his desk.
" Come on bitch." he said impatiently.
I walked around behind the desk and kneeled on the floor at his feet
and undid the zipper on his trousers.
" Now you get H.J. nice and hard and when I blow in your mouth don't
swallow until I've taken your picture. Do you understand bitch ?" He
picked up a Polaroid camera off his desk as he spoke and showed it
to Me. He was obviously very proud of that camera.
" Yes H.J. I understand." I said as I pulled his cock out of his pants. He
was soft but his cock was fairly big. Long but thin.
I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it
and licking it.
" Oh that's it bitch. Get H.J. nice and hard." I felt his cock start to grow
stiff in my mouth. I took it out and licked along the shaft up to the head.
He sort of growled and said. " Oh yeah that's a good little bitch."
Then he suddenly pushed me away and stood up to take off his trousers
and underpants so I could get at him better. His cock looked good
sticking up in the air glistening with my saliva. It was still long and thin,
just as it was when it was soft. He was not an attractive man but he
had a nice cock.
When he sat down in his high back swivel chair again I held his cock
in my hand and ran my tongue over his balls and then slowly up the
long shaft again.
" Put it in your mouth and suck bitch !" He said looking down at me
on the floor at his feet. I did what he wanted. I wrapped my lips around it
and slid it into my mouth as far as I could. He grabbed me by the hair
and started pulling my head up and down making his cock slide in and
out of my mouth as I sucked on it.
" Remember not to swallow until I've taken your picture bitch." He
panted as he pulled my head up and down faster and faster. I thought
he must have been going to cum but he didn't, he just kept fucking
my face.
My head was bobbing up and down on his cock for what seemed a
long time before he started telling me he was going to cum. He let go
of my hair and I slid his cock in and out of my mouth as fast as I could.
" That's it bitch. Faster....Do it faster....."
He let out a long loud groan and I felt his hot cum filling my mouth. I tried
not to swallow any, but there was so much some slid down my throat and
out the sides of my mouth.
Gradually his cock stopped pumping my mouth full of his cum and he
let out one last groan and pulled it out of my mouth.
" Don't swallow yet bitch." He said angrily as he reached for his Polaroid
camera on the desk in front of him. I was still on my knees on the floor
trying to stop anymore of his cum from sliding down my throat or seeping
out through my lips when he stood up and pointed the camera
at me.
" Ok, now tilt your head back and open up and show H.J what you've got
in your mouth. I lent my head back and opened my mouth as he had said
to. Some of his cum started to run out of the sides of my mouth as soon
as I opened it. I could feel it as it ran over my cheeks and dripped onto
my shoulders.
" Look at the camera bitch." He said and my eyes stung from the flash.
" Stay like that." he said as he took another two shots, the flash making
everything go black for a second or two each time.
" OK Bitch. You can swallow now."
I left my mouth open so he could see his cum disappear down my throat
as I swallowed it. Then I licked up what had escaped onto my lips and
cheeks.
" There's some on your shoulder bitch."
I looked down and there was a little puddle of his cum on the right
shoulder of my little house wife dress. I lifted the material to my mouth
and sucked it clean. But it left a dark damp stain on my dress.
The photo's rolled out of the bottom of the camera and HJ laid them on
his desk and watched excitedly as the images of me with my mouth full
of his cum slowly appeared.
" Now....Which one goes on the wall ?" He mumbled to himself.
I stood up and saw the images of myself. It was me in the photo's but
I didn't recognise myself. I'd changed so much in the past few weeks.
It seemed now that I was even starting to look different.
" This one." HJ said as he picked one up off the table and admired it.
It was a clear shot with no "red eye" and I had a hint of a smile on my
face. My mouth was wide open, and full of his creamy cum that had
started to dribble out of the corners of my mouth.
HJ shook the photo a few times to make sure it was dry and then passed
it to me and told me to sign it. I put the photo on the desk in front of
me and signed " Lynne " in flowing running writing on the bottom right
hand corner with the blue felt pen H.J. had handed to me.
He grabbed the pen and the photo off me, wrote the date and the
number 312 underneath my signature and moved over to the wall to his
right and pinned the photo to the wall with a thumb tack, right next to
311.
311 was a very young looking woman with sandy blonde hair. She was
quite pretty. She'd signed hers Sarah and it was dated about a week
ago. I wondered why Sarah had lowered herself to do it.
I looked around the room at all the photo's of women with their
mouths open, full of H.J.'s cum. There were 312 now, but somehow
the photo of me seemed to stand out from the others. I know it wouldn't
to anybody else. I was just one of the 312 dirty sluts with their picture on
the wall.
H.J. called Lexy and his whores into his office to show them my photo.
His whores didn't look particularly interested but Lexy looked as happy
as I'd seen her when she saw the photo of me on H.J.'s. wall.
We were soon back outside walking down the dingy little Laneway called
Kellet Street. Lexy stopped in front of an old run down townhouse that
I assumed was just another cheap brothel. There were no streetlights
just the glow from a red bulb above the door.
" Wait here." Lexy said without looking at me as she opened the door.
Light spilled out onto the footpath for the few seconds the door was open
but disappeared with Lexy as she went inside and closed the door
behind her.
I felt my pulse quicken as I looked up and down the dark deserted
Laneway. The morning fog glowed red around the door from the bulb
above it. It was an eerie feeling.
The Mistress had told me to trust her, that she would never put a slave
in any real danger. But she had no control over what could happen to
me here. This was not the sort of place a woman, even the sort of
woman I had become should be.
The crime rate in the inner city was out of control. Rapes, stabbings,
murders. They happened regularly in well lit busy city streets let alone
a dark deserted Laneway in a backstreet of Kings Cross like this.
A sense of panic had started to take hold of me. I wanted to go inside
but I knew I couldn't until Lexy told me to. I was staring at the door
willing it to open.
" You're a hot looking piece of pussy."
I jumped in fright and my head spun towards the voice.
" She's got fucking big tits." Another voice said as I felt a hand grab my
arm. I hadn't heard them approach it was like they just appeared out of
the shadows.
There were 5 of them and they were moving closer to me, touching me.
They were all young, 16 or 17, but their faces looked almost depraved in
the glow of the red light in the morning fog.
I screamed out as one of them reached up under my dress and grabbed
me between the legs.
" She's got no cunt hair." The young voice said.
" Please don't...."
" Please don't what ?" Another one of them said as he grabbed my
tits in his hands and squeezed them roughly.
I wanted to push him away and scream but I couldn't move I couldn't
speak. I just stood there frozen in fear as they grabbed at me and ran
their hands over me and made jokes about what they were going to
do with me.
" Shouldn't you boys be at home in bed cuddling your Teddy Bears."
The familiar low deep voice said. The boys all turned towards the voice
and their faces became very pale very quickly when they saw Desmond.
His huge frame stood over them menacingly. It was as if Desmond had
appeared out of the shadows too.
One of the boys reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out
a flick knife and pointed it at Desmond. The silver blade reflected the red
light from the bulb above the door as it shook in the boys hand.
" You're a dumb fuck kid." Desmond said as someone grabbed the
boy from behind and threw him up against the wall.
" Don't ever pull a knife on one of us you piece of shit!" The man was
big and dark skinned like Desmond.
The boys quickly took off in both directions but they all stopped as
suddenly as they had started.
Two big dark skinned men walked casually but threateningly from both
ends of the Laneway. The boys had nowhere to run. Their faces showed
the fear that ran through their bodies.
" Shit !" One of them said as he stopped and watched the men
approach. But it was all any of them said. It was their turn to be frozen
with fear.
Had Desmond and his mates been watching over me all night ? Is that
what The Mistress meant when she said to trust her, that she would
never put a slave in any real danger.
" So you were going to take it in turns to fuck her." Desmond said as
the boys looked up at him with panic on their faces and in their eyes.
" Did you think to ask her if she wanted to fuck you ?"
" She's just a whore." One of them said nervously.
Desmond slowly walked over to the one that spoke and stood over him.
" How much did they offer to pay you Lynne ?" Desmond said to me
while he stared angrily at the boy.
" They weren't going to pay me they were going to rape me." I said
angrily.
" It's not rape when it's a whore..." The boy said with growing desperation
in his voice. " It's not rape it's just fucking her without paying...."
" Like shop lifting ?" Desmond said laughing.
" Yeah yeah like shop lifting." The boy said laughing nervously with
Desmond.
" Do you know what we do to people who shop lift off one of our friends?"
Desmond said softly, the smile gone from his face.
" We weren't going to hurt her we were just going to fuck her....."
" Do you want to fuck them Lynne ?" Desmond said cutting off the
boys shaky voice.
" No. They're all ugly. Look at the pimples on that ones face...Yuk! I
couldn't fuck that. Even if they paid me."
I really enjoyed humiliating the little turds. I kept saying how ugly
they all were and how little their dicks would be.
" Do you want us to teach them how to treat a whore properly Lynne?"
I looked at each one of them. Their eyes were pleading with me to say
no.
" Yes ! "
I looked at the fear on their faces. I enjoyed watching the little bastards
shit themselves.
" We'll get you Bitch !" One of them said.
" I don't think so little boy." I said smugly.
Suddenly light spilled out onto the street as Lexy opened the door and
stepped out into the red glow and fog that surrounded us. " I think she
does want to fuck them."
A cold shiver ran down my spine as everybody looked at Lexy with
confused and suspicious expressions.
" Please Lexy, I've done everything you've told me to, please don't do
this to me....."
" Why shouldn't I ?" She said in a cold voice. She must have hated me so
much.
I walked over to her, my heart thumping in my chest, a cold sweat
breaking out over my skin.
" Please Lexy. Don't do this to me." I begged her in a whispered voice.
" Let me do something for you. I'll do anything you want me to...."
" You have got a nice tongue Lynne." Lexy whispered back. " Maybe I'll
get you to stick that nice tongue of yours up my arse."
" I'd love to lick your arse for you Lexy. I'd love to stick my tongue up
your arse...."
" I'd enjoy that Lynne." Lexy whispered with a smile on her face. " But
I'd enjoy making you fuck these little brats even more."
Lexy and I stood there glaring at each other for a few seconds. But
she'd already won and we both knew it.
" OK Lexy." I said in submission. " You know I'll do whatever you want."
" How much money have you boys got?"
The boys started searching their pockets hurriedly. But they were
obviously still suspicious of what was going on. After a few minutes
they'd come up with Eleven Dollars and Eighty cents in notes and coins
between the five of them.
It was a humiliating experience standing there watching the boys
nervously count the coins and pass the money to Lexy.
" Eleven Dollars and Eighty cents. "Lexy said loudly. " You'll fuck five
young men for Eleven Dollars and Eighty cents won't you Lynne ?"
I didn't answer I just nodded meekly.
" Are you sure about this Lynne ?" Desmond asked in a confused but
genuine voice.
" Yes I am." I said as defiantly as I could. Desmond looked at me with
the same confused and disgusted look he'd given me in the past. He
looked up at the boys and then walked off.
" Thanks Desmond..." I called out after him.
He looked back at me and I thought I saw a hint of a smile, then he
disappeared into the shadows and the morning fog with the others.
" Bring her down here." one of the boys said and two of them grabbed
me by the arms and half dragged half carried me down a narrow lane
way between two buildings which opened up into a small rectangular
area surrounded by high brick walls. A fluorescent street light that
flickered on and off hung off the back wall.
" Stand her under the light so we can get a better look at her."
The two boys who had hold of my arms pushed me up against the wall
under the light and then stood back with the other three to see what
it was they were going to fuck.
" She's not bad." One of them said. " Bit old." Another added.
" We told you we'd get you bitch." The one that had talked to Desmond
said angrily as he moved towards me. " What are you going to do now
.....Hey Bitch ?"
" Whatever you want me to do."
The light above me would come on for a few seconds and then go
off for an instant plunging us into darkness and then come back on
again. It was an eerie atmosphere.
I was terrified when they dragged me down the lane way. But as they
stood there looking at me, making comments about me and what they
were going to do to me, I also got the chance for a better look at them.
They were all young, 16 or 17 like I'd thought when they first jumped
me up on Kellet Street, but they weren't junkies. They all wore expensive
jeans and jackets and Nike or Reebock joggers, and they all had styled
haircuts. They weren't the tough doped out street kids I'd thought they
were. They were just teenage boys out looking for some fun.
I was sure none of them expected they would have as much fun as they
were going to when they snuck out of their houses.
The one that had talked to Desmond seemed to be the leader of the
little group and he told the others to make a mattress for " The Lady"
out of some cardboard boxes that were stacked beside a dumpster
near the back wall.
I watched the boys hurriedly tear the boxes open and make a mattress
for me out of view behind the dumpster. I could tell how excited they
were thinking about what they were going to do with me. I could see
the outline of their hard young cocks in their tight jeans.
I felt strangely calm as I lifted my dress up and lied on the cardboard
when they told me to. I looked up at their young faces as they looked
down at me. They weren't angels but they weren't punks either. They
weren't going to hurt me, like all teenage boys they just wanted someone
to fuck. And in a way I was happy to be that someone for them.
Lying on the cardboard was better than lying on the cold black tar, but
not much better. It was still hard against my back as the first of them
climbed on top of me and shoved his stiff young cock inside me. He
hadn't taken his jeans off, he'd just undone the belt and zipper and
pulled his jeans down far enough to get his cock out. His zipper hurt a bit
as it rubbed against the tender skin on the inside of my thighs, but he
didn't last long anyway. He came very quickly.
The next one got me to pull the top of my dress down and take my bra off
before he fucked me. He lasted a bit longer than the first one and really
enjoyed biting and sucking on my nipples.
The third one told me to get on my hands and knees so he could fuck
me doggy style. He lasted a lot longer and his young cock felt good
as he fucked me hard and fast with the enthusiasm that comes with
youth. The forth one fucked me doggy style too, but he came almost as
soon as he put his cock inside me.
Cum was running out of my pussy and dripping down my thighs when
the last of them walked up for his turn. It was the one that had done the
talking. Although he was obviously the leader of the little group he was
also the youngest. He wouldn't have been more than 16, but he was
a lot older than a normal 16 year old.
He told me to suck him off, so I got up on my knees and undid his belt
and zipper and reached in and pulled out his stiff young cock. The others
looked on in envy as I sucked and licked his throbbing rock hard cock.
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head towards him as he came
forcing his cock and his cum down my throat. When he'd finished he
wiped his cock with my hair and told me to lie down again.
I was lying on my back looking up at him when he said:
" I told you we'd get you Bitch !"
He pointed his now semi erect cock at me and the other boys cheered
as his hot urine hit the skin on my stomach and started snaking a trail
up towards my face.
" Piss on her face." One of them yelled out but he didn't need any
encouragement. I closed my mouth and eyes as I felt it on my tits and
then my neck and then on my face and in my hair. When he was finished
I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He shook his cock a few times
and the last few drops floated down and landed on my face and on the
cardboard I was lying on.
The sky had suddenly started to lighten and the boys quickly ran off.
They too were nocturnal, creatures of the night. I wondered what they
were like through the day when they were at home with their parents
or at school with their friends.
I heard Lexy's heels on the tar as the night suddenly became day. She
stood over me looking down at me as I picked my bra up off the
cardboard and wiped my face with it.
The expression on her face told me what she was thinking.
" You can go back to that woman now." She said contemptuously.
" Thank you Lexy. Are you sure there's nothing else you want me to
do ?"
Lexy didn't answer me, she looked at me one more time and just
turned and walked away. I watched her till she disappeared from
sight.
I dragged myself to my feet and fixed my dress up as best I could and
threw my bra into the dumpster. I was combing my hair with my fingers
when I heard footsteps and a strange squeaking sound coming down
the now brightly lit Laneway. The place didn't seem as intimidating in
daylight and I just kept tidying myself up as best I could but my dress
was dirty and stained with cum and urine.
I didn't know what my Mistress would say when she saw me. But it was
her that gave me to Lexy for the night. I'd only done as I had been told
to do. Like a good slave is suppose to do.
The sound I'd heard was an old woman dragging a shopping trolley full
of her "possessions." She was an old woman hunched over slightly as
she walked. But I noticed she had a watch on.
" Could you tell me what time it is please ?" I asked politely. As another
three old woman came down the Laneway.
" Shoes." She answered in a deep shaky voice. She'd tell me the time if I
gave her my shoes.
" Forget it." I said as I headed for the Laneway.
" Shoes." She called after me. I stopped and looked back at the pathetic
old woman. My old house wife shoes could probably buy her some food,
and I didn't need them anymore anyway.
" OK" I said as I took off my shoes and she snatched them from my
hands. " 7.32." The old woman said looking at her watch.
" Thank you." I'd been with Lexy for over 14 hours.
I walked up the Laneway and down Kellet Street. I didn't know the
backstreets the way Lexy did so I had to go down Victoria Street
which I knew would still be busy at this time of the morning as people
made their way home after big nights out and as others started the day.
Everybody I passed gave me strange looks and made sure they didn't
brush against me as we passed each other. I couldn't blame them, I'd
caught a glimpse of myself in a few shop windows.
I was physically and emotionally exhausted as I dragged myself up the
steps of the Mistress's house and rang the doorbell.
Kelly answered the door dressed in her little French Maid's outfit.
" Looks like you've had a big night." Kelly said sarcastically as she looked
me up and down. " Leave your shoes somewhere Lynne ?"
" Can I come inside please Miss ?"
" No ! Go around the back, I'll have to hose you off before you can come
inside."
" Yes Miss." I answered politely as I staggered down the steps and
headed for the Laneway behind the Mistress's house, my mind filled
with images of what I'd done that night.
People talk about the seedy side of Sydney or the dark side of society.
I never really knew just what they meant until that night. It was like
I'd had a glimpse of another world.
Maybe that's why The Mistress gave me to Lexy for the night. I didn't feel
that I was as weird or as strange as I had before. Not after what I saw
and experienced when I spent a night in the shadows with Lexy.
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