Asian Cutie Pie

Kalisha was nervous. She was going to be five minutes late for her morning appointment with Dr. Galwell. She rushed across the lobby of Valley General past the information desk and to the first bank of elevators, found one available and pressed 12: Administration. The right side panel of the elevator was a floor-to-ceiling mirror and she turned to check her appearance. The twenty-seven year old Asian girl was slender but big breasted, slightly wide-hipped. She had a plump firm rear that swelled attractively under her conservative knee-length beige dress. Self-consciously she smoothed out the front of her cheap but elegant-looking outfit pressing her left hand down against her belly tugging on it slightly. In her other hand she carried a small black purse that matched her black high-heels. She checked her makeup and pressed her lusciously plump lips together. Her features were typically Asian but not exaggeratedly so and the cocoa tone of her skin was very light. She'd styled her hair in a smooth straight style, dyed dark copper, like the models in the ads in Ebony.

After Cori settled in her first stop was a tattoo parlour up the street where Master had made arrangements. The tattoos hurt. It took three hours to get them done. 'Slut' on her left tit. 'Pig' on her right. Both in swirling manuscript. 'Animal Cunt' scrawled garishly across the top of her ass cheeks on a colorful red and green scroll. The piercing hurt worse. Bright gold ringlets on her pink nipples, navel and pussy lips. The blonde teen had to spend nearly a week in the dingy apartment

After that, he made a special point of taking her in relatively public places: closets, empty bar rooms, storage rooms... She had protested at first, but he just called her a 'stinking slut' or words to that effect and that seemed to break down any resistance. Besides, she seemed to like it as much as he did! That was the best part. After a while, Tika got used to it. More or less.

About an hour later she awoke in same room. This time the ache has died down and had been replaced by her nipples throbbing. She felt her nipples to find out why they ached so much. First she noticed that the bra she wearing hardly covered her tits. When she felt her nipples she found them pierced with thick rings. After recovering from the shock she remembered the slight ache between her thighs. Again she reached down in the darkness. She found that her sensible briefs had been replaced with a really small lace thong - inside of which she discovered she had been shaved. Feeling down further she found that she now had one ring attached to each side of her outer labia and one through her clit.

Hand shaking, she reached down and picked up the pen. It was difficult to handle, as she was still unused to the long, bright red nails that had been glued to her own fingernails, but she managed to sign her name in a shaky scrawl. Ning quickly grabbed the pen and signed her own name. Kim, less anxiously, added her own name to the document. The Asisn woman smiled in satisfaction as she pocketed the pen. She looked over at Tammy who was openly grinning. 'Have her at the club by noon tomorrow.' That said, she turned and left the room.

Onstage a few minutes later, Jennifer no longer felt quite so distant. Quite so untouchable. She now knew that the men out there were not just passive observers; they had the right to buy her and use her as they wished. She was up there on stage not for entertainment, but as an advertisement. She was a whore! And, if she there had ever been the possibility of her somehow forgetting that fact, the loud cheer that went up when - after she had removed her shiny g-string and was crouched with her legs spread wide - a thin, cold trickle of sperm dribbled out of her pussy and trickled down her leg taught her otherwise. She fought to hold back the tears.

Gib felt uncomfortable in her high heel boots, but she smiled to herself knowing full well that she would soon get used to her new uniform. She felt so proud and sexy in it. She was more than willing to wear anything at all if it meant pleasing men. For some reason she couldn't remember or fathom, she looked down on modern women.

Das hand woke her as she felt long sharp finger nails pulling down the front of her dress and rubbing cream into her sore nipples. Sherry then told her to sit on the edge of the bed and spread her legs so she could rub some cream into her 'cunt.' As bo slowly moved to the side of the bed, Sherry lifted the front of her dress to reveal her snatch. Candy looked at Sherry's shaven pussy. She had the same piercing but with small weights attached designed to stretch her lips open. The word 'cunt' was tattooed on hers mons in one inch high letters where her pubic hair should be.

Rocky fucked her so fast that his muscular ass became a blur. He pounded her into the toilet until the porcelain bowl shook with the force of his fucking. Sandy quaked and tossed under him helplessly, unable to hold steady under the brutal speed and savage power of his thrusting. His cock was like a fist inside her, pounding her insides to pieces. Arnie and Chuck stopped biting her to watch the savage fucking, and they cheered Rocky on as he fucked Sandy to submission. The gorgeous Asian gogo girl stopped sucking Bridget's clit as Rocky pounded her into the toilet. Her mouth hung limp and her head lolled between Bridget's lush thighs. The world was spinning away from her. She felt as though she were being shoved down some long, dark tunnel, pushed into some dark place where the only thing to keep her company was pain and sex.

She got extremely wet in the crotch just thinking about the blessings and rewards of dependency upon the opposite sex. Her body shuddered and tingled at the thought of pleasing other men. Their bodily rewards for her were probably quite numerous and too great to imagine in her simple little mind, but that didn't stop her from getting a glowing sense of pride in her new purpose in life.

Her mouth moved up and down Brad's shaft, her hand playing with his balls. After a couple more strokes, her hand moved up to his shaft, and her mouth moved over to Rod's manly muscle. In it went, her mouth barely able to get it's width inside. Down her throat it went, stretching it's sides, her tongue working along it's side, from the base of his pubic hair, all the way to the sensitive head, as her other hand continued to stroke Brad's cock. 'Jesus, Bobo, I'm about to cum, get your mouth over here now!', Brad yelled at her.

The two cocks sea sawed in and out of her open holes until she turned red in the face from so much hard fucking. Then she was greeted with thick smelly slime entering her body at both ends. The messy splooge gushed into her trashy orifices like two sewage pumps - coating her insides with sticky smears of white jizm. Nige held her face up with both of his hands and commanded her to let the rest his cum drool out of her mouth for the camera. It was definitely a delight to see.

I hung my head in disappointment. I loved getting fucked by all the men at the stable. I was mostly disappointed about going to the club down town. The people there didn't like when I had orgasms, they just like to tie me up and whip me, and this sucked. I will try harder not to make any mistakes in the future (yea, right). My night didn't go to bad, I was fucked, many times (thank god). I had three quart enemas, was pissed and shit on (didn't like that), fist fucked in both holes (loved that). I was only beat once, and did have all ot of orgasms, so it wasn't too bad. I would've rather been getting slammed by a big horse cock, but Master said we could go to the stables next week.

'And how would you like to fuck the nice man here?' Kim asked. meow felt her heart start pounding like it was going to burst out of her chest. A whore. She was being turned into a whore! She felt an intense wave of hatred at the thought of what those girls had done to her. When she got out of here... No. 'Oh yes,' she answered, giggling slightly. 'I'd like that a lot.' Kim turned to Butch. 'Normally,' she said, 'I charge a hundred for her. But just for tonight, you can have her for twenty. Is that satisfactory?' Once again, Butch's head almost popped off from nodding so hard. The fat man reached into the pocket of his greasy jean jacket and pulled out a crumpled twenty dollar bill. Kim took his money and then herded the two of them to Jennie's workroom, with its dingy little bed. 'Be quick now,' she called after them as she closed the door, 'she had to be back onstage in fifteen minutes.'