https://www.literotica.com/s/my-wife-takes-a-pimp My wife is 40 year old executive at a major corporation. She is in a high powered field and earns a great income. She also has had an overwhelming fantasy to be a whore to a black pimp. During our love making we would tell each other fantasies. That led to me buying her hooker outfits, which led to me videoing her walking down the street pretending to look for johns. One day we were out walking around and she saw a bar. it was a rough bar on the edge of a bad section of town. Before I could stop her she strolled in and when she walked in wearing her super tight shorts, a see through tank top and 6 inch hooker heels all eyes turned towards her. My wife is 5'8 145 pounds with medium length blonde hair and 38DDs that she loves showing off. She also has a great ass that her tight shorts show off. She sashayed up to the bar and before she could order a young thug of about 22 approached her. He bought her a drink, lit her cigarette and they moved off to a booth. I joined them a few minutes later and was introduced to James. James kind of sneered at me. He and my wife were sitting at one side of the booth and I was on the other. James had one arm around her and I could see that my wife had her hand with her long red nails in his lap. She was running one nail up and down what must have been a giant cock. 2 "Honey- James is just what I've been looking for!" 3 I remained silent. 4 "James said I can hang with him next weekend and he will watch me as I walk the street." 5 James took a swig of his drink. He was enjoying having his cock stroked. 6 "If your wife wants to learn the business she gonna need protection. That's me. With me she won't get rapped or robbed." 7 "WHat do you charge?" I asked. 8 James smiled. "My offer is to teach her and protect her. I get the money my ho's make. What I choose to spend on them is between me and my woman." James pulled her closer to him and let his arm hang down so his hand was stroking the outside of her left tit. My wife just sat there has her new pimp explored her body. Slowly but surely this pimp who was half her age was starting to show her he was going to own her. She looked up at him and his kissed her. I could see his tongue go into her willing mouth. "I want to become his woman" my wife said as she pulled her mouth away. But James put his hand behind her head and pulled her back. In between letting his tongue play with hers I heard him softly telling her "you will be my woman and I will be your man. I will protect you and make you my ho." My wife willingly kissed him back with a smile. Her eyes were staring deeply into his. She was intoxicated with the thought of becoming his whore. 9 "Honey- James is going to take me to his crib. I want you to pick me up when I call you." 10 "I'm not sure about this." 11 My wife glared at me: "I am. Now go." 12 "Yeah get" James said and laughed. I watched as they walked out of the bar. I saw James stop and say something to my wife. Then he stood there as she walked to his car, but now she was swaying her ass from side to side in an exaggerated manner. 13 "Lesson number one" James said. "Always walk like a whore when you wit your man." 14 My wife got into the car and they drove off. About two hours later she texted me the address of a motel nearby and I went and picked her up. She was glowing. All she could talk about what James and his big cock and how great a lover he was and how she wanted to be his whore. 15 When we got home I spoke with her to make sure she wanted to do this. Picking up a thug and fucking him was one thing, becoming a whore to a pimp was another. 16 "This is my fantasy" she said. "It's not enough to fuck him. I need to become his ho. He needs to become my man and own me and take my pussy and pimp out my ass. Then I will feel fulfilled." 17 "I don't understand how fucking other guys will make him more sexy to you." I said. 18 "That's right. You'll never know. I'm the whore." 19 Next Friday rolled around and she got dressed in her standard hooker outfit that I had bought for her for out fun- tight shorts, tight see through tank top with spaghetti straps, and six inch red heels. I drove her to the bar and James was waiting outside. My wife ran from the car and into his arms. The kissed deeply for a few minutes and then my wife got into his car and waved goodbye. I drove home not sure what to make of all of it. 20 My wife texted me around midnight saturday morning to come get her, which i wasn't expecting. I drove to the motel where she was "working" and saw her thug bf sitting in a car with the seat pushed back. A second later my wife's head popped up. It had been in his lap. They both got out of the car and she walked toward me with her head down. She was wearing the super tight shorts and her high heels and a tank top shirt that had been ripped so she had to hold one side to keep it up. She didn't look happy. I asked what happened but she just stared at the ground. 21 "Tell him bitch" her thug pimp bf said. 22 "I mouthed off." I asked what that meant. My wife continued to look at the ground. "I didn't do exactly what he said and then I spoke back to him. I disrespected my man." 23 Her thug said "tell him what else bitch". 24 My wife took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. I'm his ho and I got to do what I'm told." 25 I asked what happened. 26 "She was fuckin my friend and she didn't want to suck his dick." James said. 27 My wife was just staring at the ground. James continued: "And then when i told her to suck it she said no and then cursed at me." 28 "So what happened then?" I asked. 29 "I told her- bitch don't make me come over there. But she didn't start sucking so I go up and walked over to her and then she got scared and started crying and I told her she wasn't my whore no more and to call you. So she started saying sorry and begged to suck his cock and he finally let her do it but first he made her follow him out to the street on her knees and then she sucked his cock outside where everyone could see it." 30 "So now she need to decide if she want to stay my ho or go back home." 31 My wife was staring at the ground. "I want to stay." 32 "And do what?" James said. 33 "Be your whore." My wife mumbled. 34 "And?" 35 "And I'll do whatever you say. Fuck or suck whenever you want me to." 36 "WHo you want to be with bitch me or him?' James pointed at me. 37 My wife was staring at the ground and she mumbled "you." 38 "Say it loud to his face bitch." 39 My wife looked up at me and seemed a bit sad. "I want to stay with James and be his whore....I don't want to go home with you now." 40 "You my bitch?" 41 "Yes." 42 "Yes what?" 43 My wife took a deep breath and sighed. "Yes I'm your bitch and I'm your ho." 44 "Show him." 45 We were standing on a street that had several cars driving by and some people walking down the other side of the street. My wife went to her knees and reached for his zipper. Her hand holding up part of her shirt went to his cock and her left tit popped out of the shirt. Her pimp slapped her hand away. On her knees my wife looked up at him. "please." 46 "What?" 47 My wife started to sob. "Please let me suck your cock and be your ho this weekend.Please...I need it....I really need to be a whore for you." 48 "Ok show him." 49 The pimp took three steps back and she followed him on his knees reaching for his cock with one tit swaying as she walked on her knees. Eventually he let her suck his cock and he pulled her hair so she was looking at me. "She my bitch for the weekend and if I feel like I let her call you Sunday to come get her, got it?" He sneered at me. I stood watching for a moment longer because I wasn't sure what to do. The pimp pulled my wife's hair and took his cock out of her mouth. 50 "Tell him." he said. 51 My wife looked at me from her knees while she was stroking his cock with one hand: "Honey go, I'm ok here. He will protect me and i will listen to him." 52 "WHat are you?" He asked her. 53 She dropped her head and looked down: "I'm a whore." 54 "What am I?" He asked. My wife reached for his cock and kissed it and look up at him with loving eyes and said "you my man." She then started sucking his cock again. The pimp reached down and plucked her ripe red nipple which are the sizes of erasers and was already engorged. She loves having her nipples pulled and she immediately moaned in a way where I knew she was turned on and getting wet. 55 "Who's he?" James sneered. 56 "My husband" 57 "You want me or him to fuck you?" 58 My wife took his cock out of her mouth and her eyes were big: "OMG i want you." 59 "Why?" 60 My wife looked at his cock: "it's so much bigger and better I love it." 61 "what you love bitch?" 62 "I love your cock so much. I want it please." She then kissed it again as He was tugging on her exposed nipple and flicking it and rubbing it between two of his fingers and it was driving her wild. 63 "You gonna fuck your husband when you get home? the pimp asked. 64 " My wife took his cock out of her mouth and looked up at her pimp from her knees. "Only if you let me." 65 The pimp pushed her head down on his cock and stroked the back of her head. "Ok bitch. we'll see. You work hard for me and I'll be happy and in a good mood." She nodded her head in agreement while still sucking his cock on the street beside his cadillac where this was all happening. 66 James pulled his cock out of her mouth and she stood up and they started walking back to the motel. I could see she was swaying her ass as hard as she could back and forth as she walked on her high heels. It was the way her pimp wanted her to walk when she was with him. Her tit was still out of her shirt and he put his arm around her back and grabbed an ass cheek as she lay her head on his shoulder and they walked towards the motel room. I could see she was happy and this is what she wanted and this is what satisfied her in a way I never could. Abandoning all of her high powered status from the business world and being subservient to some street thug who was 20 years younger than her and was pimping her ass out for money made her feel totally powerless and like a slut and it was what always turned her on the most. I knew I had to let her go. I hoped I could get her back. 67 I turned away and walked to the car. "You can have this ho back Sunday if I'm in a good mood and she makes me enough money" I heard the pimp say as I got into my car and drove away. 68 I drove by the motel the next morning and saw my wife walking slowly down the street still shaking her ass from side to side in an exaggerated manner. I beeped and she walked over and sat in the car. She looked beat. She smelled of liquor and cigarettes. 69 She said she had been on her feet most of the night and her feet were killing her in the 6 inch heels. Then she smiled and said she had been on her knees a lot as well. But she hadn't made enough for her pimp yet. She then looked over her shoulder and said "uhho". 70 A really big guy opened her door. "Why ain't you walkin or suckin?" 71 My wife looked at the guy. "Rick- This is my husband" 72 Rick looked angry: "I don't give a shit, get to work." 73 My wife looked at me. "I can handle this" she said. "He is Rick, Jame's partner. He watches me when James sleeps. He used to play football in college." 74 Rick was big, about 280 pounds, solid as a rock, enormous arm muscles. My wife got out. She walked right up to rick and ran her hand down his large chest. I could see her wedding ring on her finger as she put her hand inside his shirt and stroked his massive chest. 75 "Chill Rick. You look tense. You want this white ho to wrap her lips around your big cock? That always settles you down baby." 76 I could see my wife take her other hand and start fumbling with his zipper. The guy smirked at me. "This your husband?" 77 My wife continued rubbing his chest and trying to take out his cock. "Don't worry about him baby. Lets you and I go spend some private time." 78 Rick pointed at me: "He let you do this?" 79 My wife smiled and went up on her toes to kiss Rick. "He lets me do what I want baby. Come get tap some of this white ass you love so much." My wife had her hand down his pants. She motioned for me to drive away. I saw her put her tongue in her pimpÕs mouth. They kissed for a minute and then she broke away. "Come on baby. I really need your cock in me. Come get some. You own this pussy. Come take what's yours. Lets go get a drink and get comfortable together and then I'll take care of my man" Rick was smiling and running his finger over my wifeÕs nipple through her shirt. Her nipple was rock hard and she let out a small moan. She steered her pimp towards the motel and motioned me to drive away. 80 I started to drive away and watched my wife walk back to the motel with her other pimp her ass shaking from side to side. She truly looked like the whore she had become. 81 About an hour later she called me to tell me she was ok. Both pimps were sleeping and she was about to go to sleep. "That Rick is like an animal. He's big and in shape and he's not that smart. He just fucks and fucks and wears me out. I came about three times before he shot his load. The only way I can keep him under control is to fuck him. HeÕs an animal and this is the only way I can control him." 82 My wife has a masters in business administration. And yet she put herself in a situation where the only way she can control it is to use her body to satisfy some big dumb football player who just fucks and fucks her until she is ready to pass out. 83 "Are you ok?" I asked. 84 I her her let out a small laugh. "I'm fine. Just tired. I can quit whenever I want. But this is my fantasy I am living. I love playing the whore. And I am so turned on by these young thugs. and their cocks are just so big." 85 "What about the guys you pick up? I asked. 86 "Im in control. James and Rick watch over me. If I don't like the john , I just give them a hand job for 20 and let them play with my tits. If they're clean I will blow them for 50, and if they turn me on i will try and sell them on an hour fuck and suck for a hundred or a hundred and twenty." 87 "So how many? so far" I asked. 88 "Oh geeze, about 20 hand jobs, 5 or 6 blow jobs, and one fuck of two college white boys who were scared out of their mind by rick who got them to pay 200 each and waited outside the door." Once I made them a thousand they said I could sleep. I want to get out there early today so I can get them another thousand and then spend the night with James." 89 James was her main thug pimp. My wife continued: "His cock is so big. You saw it. I just love it. It completely fills me up. I just come and come and come and my pussy just quivers on its own. He really owns it. It responds to him. I love just lying in his arms after he fucks me. I feel so owned. So dominated. And he's a very considerate lover. He calls me names like whore and bitch, but when he fucks me he knows all the right moves to make me come. I've never had a lover like him." 90 I heard real pleasure in my wife's voice. "I know this is hard for you honey. and I'm sure I will get this whore stuff out of my system. and then we can go back to as it was before. But for now I need to do this. I'm 40 and still have a decent body. All the boys want milfs so I'm in demand. She giggled and I could tell she had been drinking. 91 "You coming home Sunday night?" I asked. 92 "Off course sill. I need to be at work Monday." 93 "And next weekend?' 94 "Back on the streets with Rick and James. This is what makes me happy for now." 95 We said goodbye and hung up. For now I had to live with the fact that my wife was becoming a streetwalking whore who had to satisfy every sexual whim of her two young black pimps. 96 https://www.literotica.com/s/my-wife-takes-a-pimp-ch-02 This is a prequel to the story where my wife gets a pimp. It documents the fantasy play that my wife and I engaged in as she moved closer and closer to her ultimate fantasy of being a street whore. 98 I was sitting in my car watching my wife walk down the street swaying her ass from side to side. She was wearing a pair of ripped jeans shorts that were two sizes too small for her and a pair of six inch red hooker heels. Her shirt was a sheer red tub top in which her 36 C breasts could be seen swaying side to side. Her ass cheeks hung out of the shorts. 99 This was our game. Shortly after we were married my wife had confided in me that she loved being a slut and had a fantasy of being a common whore. Although she was 40 and a newly minted vice president at the largest corporation in our town, she was wildly turned on by the prospect of being a street whore. Michelle was 5 foot 7 with shoulder length blond hair. Her large breasts were complimented by her long legs and a sweet round ass that had just the right amount of jiggle in it that made men go crazy when she wore tight short skirts or tight pants. 100 A few weeks after she told me about her fantasy I had ordered a set of slutty whore clothes from an on line retailer. When the box arrived and she opened it she promptly put on her whore clothes and we had great sex. Later that night she told me that the wanted to wear them in public. A few days later we picked an industrial area in the next town over and rented a motel room. Michele put on her clothes and I went out first in our car with a video camera and stationed myself down the block. I took several minutes of film as she sashayed up and down the street waving at cars and trucks that honked at her. 101 A few minutes later a car stopped and Michele walked over to the passenger's side. She leaned in with her ass in her tight jeans shorts sticking out. I couldn't make out exactly what was going on by several minutes later I saw her stand up and her tube top was down and her tits were hanging out. She waved at the car as it drove away and trotted over to my car as she pulled up her tube top. 102 "Honey, that was a group of college boys and look!" My wife held up a twenty dollar bill. 103 "They paid me to let them play with my tits. My first money as a whore." My wife was beaming. "Now take me back to the motel and fuck me because I am so damn horny." 104 We went back to the motel and during sex my wife was telling me that the boys in the car were making fun of her and telling her that she was too old to be a whore and then one of them said he always wanted to fuck a milf and he gave her his number. The one in the passenger seat who had been playing with her tits and who gave her the money had taken a sharpie marker and written "slut" on her left tit. My wife said it turned her on to be marked and written on by a college age boy half her age. I could tell she was thinking about calling the guy who had given her his number. While we had always fantasized about her having sex with other men, we had kept our fantasies to her dressing slutty and going out to bars and flirting with other men. On several occasions she had made out with men she had picked up- usually while slow dancing while I watched from the bar. On one occasion I sat in my car and watched as she made out with a young man she picked up at a dance club. When she left his car and he drove away she told me that she had jerked him off while he was kissing her and playing with her tits. But now it seemed we were headed to a different and much darker place. 105 During the next week my wife was insatiable in bed, and all of her fantasies revolved around her going back to the motel and calling the guy from the car and having him pay to fuck her. Just calling my wife a whore during sex caused her to go crazy with lust. 106 On Thursday my wife greeted me when I came home from work in a new whore outfit. It was a sheer white mini skirt, with five inch black leather heels that had straps that wound up her calf and a tight black tank top that came down to just above her belly button. When she walked her large breasts swayed side to side because her skirt was so tight and her heels were so high that she had to walk in a manner that accentuated her ass and her tits. Her hair had been pulled back into a short pony tail and she had bright red lipstick on. 107 "You like" she said as she turned around. "This is for us this weekend." 108 "Are we going back to the motel? I asked, already knowing the answer. 109 My wife giggled "yup, and I already have some customers lined up." 110 The next day I picked my wife up from work. She had packed a bag with her street walker clothes and I had put it in my car. She got into the car breathless- "I have been wet all day thinking of this." 111 "Listen" I said. "How far are you going to take this?" 112 "What do you mean?" 113 "Are you going to just pick up guys and fuck them? How about getting into a stranger's car. There's a lot of danger here." 114 "I know" she sighed. "I need to find a pimp."
 115 "Are you crazy?" I shouted. 116 "Calm down. I think if I approached the right guy and told him I was just doing this for fun he would he watch out for me, I think it would work. Plus I could make him some good money shaking this ass." 117 "What about this weekend?" I didn't even begin to know what to think about the pimp. 118 "Gerry. That's the kid who is in college who was in the car the other day, will be driving by at 7:30. He's bringing some friends with him and it's going to be a party. But he wants to pick me up walking down the street. So we're going to go to the motel and get the room and then at about 7:20 you will stay in the room and I will go for a stroll. For this weekend we can tell the guys that you work for my pimp. Just stay in the corner, get the money and look tough." 119 Before I could say anything my wife pulled out a large box of condoms. "And everybody has to wear one of these so we stay safe." My wife smiled and leaned over and kissed me while I drove. She took her hand and squeezed my crotch. "And when the boys are done fucking your whore, you'll get a turn, ok?" 120 I nodded my head. I was turned on, but this was going way too fast for me. 121 We got to the motel and unloaded our luggage and my wife dressed in her whore outfit. The white skirt was way to small and she really had to struggle to close it. The white fabric clung to her ass and her ass checks were visible through the material. From the front I could see the outlines of her dark triangle. 122 She was walking around in her high heels that had straps going up mid calf and her skirt but with no shirt and I was turned on. My wife came over to me and grabbed my cock. 123 "Oh my. I see someone is excited." Her sheer red lipstick glistened right next to my mouth. She leaned over and whispered in my ear: "Do you like your whore wife?" 124 I nodded. My mouth was dry. She ran her tongue into my ear. "Your whore wife is about to go out on the street and shake her ass and tits for everyone to see. Do you want to stop me?" 125 I was silent and she squeezed my cock harder. 126 "No" I croaked. 127 "Your slut wife is bringing some college boys back her to fuck her. Is that what you want?" 128 "Yes." 129 "Say it." 130 "I want to watch my slut wife fuck a bunch of college boys." 131 My wife ran a long red nail down the front of my cock through my jeans. I was rock hard. 132 I went to cup one of her tits but she grabbed my hand. "No way. Those are for the customers." My wife wiggled away and put on her shirt. Her nipple were rock hard and were visible through the sheer material of the shirt. 133 "If you're good I'll jerk you off later." 134 My wife wiggled out the door and started walking down the street. 135 She had a small red silver purse on a strap. There was a big black guy standing on the street corner. She walked over to him. I could see him eyeing her tits. She said something and they laughed and she reached into the purse and pulled out a cigarette. 136 "When did she start smoking" I thought to myself. She stood up on her tip toes because he had to be at least 6'5. The guy lit her cigarette and she smiled and blew smoke at him and stumbled a bit. He put large hand around her waist to steady her and I could see him slide it down to her ass once she didn't fall. He gave her ass a quick squeeze and she started to walk away, her ass swaying from side to side. She looked over her shoulder to give the guy a smile as she walked away on her high heels. 137 A few cars beeped as they went by and one stopped and she walked up and put her head and chest in the window. They spoke for a few minutes and I guessed she was letting the driver play with her tits for 20 bucks. A car pulled up behind the one she was at and beeped and Michelle stood up and looked and then smiled and waved. Sure enough one of her tits had been pulled out of the side of her tank top. She put her tit back in her shirt and walked over to the car. Her college boy customers were here for their whore. 138 My wife went over to the car and got in. Already she was breaking one of the rules we had agreed upon- no getting into cars. 139 About twenty minutes later the car pulled into the lot. My wife came into our room with her customers. 140 There were three guys: Gerry- the guy who picked her up last time, Tad, and a very tall guy who she said was J. All of them smelled of marijuana and my wife's eyes were glazed. She introduced me and said I was there to make sure she was ok. 141 Gerry grabbed her and pulled her into his arms: "So he's your pimp?" 142 My wife laughed. "No way. He works for my pimp. If there's any problems he calls him. Ignore him. As long as you play nice he won't get in the way. Give him the money." Gerry walked over and handed me three hundred dollar bills. 143 Michelle walked over and grabbed Gerry right in front of me. I saw her putting her hand into Gerry's shorts. She was playing with his cock while he kissed her. His hand went up to her shirt and with one tug he pulled her tube top down and grabbed one of her tits. He rolled a nipple between two fingers and I heard my wife moan as I saw her sucking on his tongue. She loved having her nipples pulled. 144 Gerry took Michelle over to the bed and bent her over the bed. She turned around and dropped to her knees and began to suck on his cock. Then she put a condom on him and stood up. He spun her around and pushed her face first on on to the bed. Her ass was sticking in the air. He lifted up the back of her skirt and positioned himself behind her. She must have been very wet because he slipped right in. I saw his hand reach around and cup her tit, and for the first time in our marriage my wife was fucking another guy. 145 "She's good guys. Great tits." His rhythm was quick and he finished with a few hard jerks. 146 Tad walked over and gave Gerry a high five. My wife was laying where Gerry had left her with her skirt pulled up over her ass. Tad put on a condom and took over right where Gerry had left off. Tad's cock was a bit bigger than Gerry's and I heard my wife moan. 147 "She's some good piece of ass" Tad said to J who was waiting his turn. 148 "yeah" My wife moaned. "I'm some good piece of ass." 149 Tad slapped my wife on the ass. "Shut up whore and fuck. I'll tell you when to talk." 150 My wife moaned and Tad pulled her hair and her head arched back as he continued to pound her from behind. 151 "You're just a whore and do what I tell you to. OK?" Tad slapped her ass again and she moaned. Tad pulled her hair again and roughly thrust his cock in her a few times. "I said OK whore." With that he reached around and pinched her nipple. 152 "Ohhhhhhh....." My wife moaned. I could tell she was close to cumming. Tad slapped her ass again. 153 My wife reacted: "Ok. Ok. Just fuck your whore. Oohhhhhh just fuck this piece of ass." 154 Tad quickened his stroke and my wife had an orgasm. She began to jerk and buck and Tad laughed as he used both hands to grab her tits. "Whoa this little philly has some life in her." He quickened his stroke again and pinched her nipples and she let out a low scream and I new she was having a second orgasm. "I'm cumming don't...uhghh....stop....ugh...keep....fucking ....me...." 155 Tad was having a good time and despite my wife's orgasms he was not close to cumming. He kept pumping her from behind and slowly my wife began to wilt under his assault. She had been on her hands and knees but now she slumped down with her head and chest on the bed. Her ass was sticking up in the air and Tad kept a steady pumping rhythm. 156 My wife was moaning and I could see sweat beading up on her back and rolling off to the side. 157 Tad kept his rhythm up for another few minutes and then he came. He slumped off to the side and the two of them lay there for a few minutes catching their breath. Tad got up and got a beer from the refrigerator in the room and J, who must have been 6'5 walked over and sat down on the bed. 158 My wife sat up and reached for a cigarette but J pulled out one and said "Here, try this." 159 Gerry walked by and whispered to me "That's some good shit laced with X. We gave her some in the car. It drives her wild. When i was fucking her I could feel her pussy throbbing." 160 My wife took a few puffs and then J told her to go to the bathroom and wash up and brush her teeth. As she walked away J stood up and got undressed. As I mentioned he was tall, and dark skinned, probably one of his parents was black. "I'm gonna pound that ho like she never been fucked before." 161 J took off his pants and it looked like his cock was half way down his leg. I had never seen one that big before. Gerry had sat down beside me and took out a video camera. 162 "She has no idea what she's in for. He's not gonna hurt her. He's just gonna fuck her till she's crazy. I sell these videos on campus. Make a few grand each." 163 My wife came back and sat down on the bed beside J. She saw his flaccid cock which was still twice the size of mine and he wasn't even hard. "Oh my, this is a treat." 164 J took a hit off of his joint and then kissed my wife. I could see their tongues intertwine and he passed the smoke into her mouth. They did this back and forth a few times . My wife's hand had gone down to J's cock and she was running one long red nail up and down it's length while J has one of her tits in his hand and he was gently massaging it. He squeezed her nipple and my wife moaned. 165 They kissed again as Gerry was filming the whole scene. 166 My wife broke the kiss as J's cock began to harden. "Wow. This is getting big." She had a smile on her face. J leaned over and began to bite her ear and neck and I heard him say "Once you've had me, no other man will ever satisfy you again." 167 My wife had a smirk on her face. J at up and they were staring into each others eye. J continued to massage her tit and my wife continued to rub his cock which was now hard and was at least 12 inches long and very thick. 168 They kissed lightly a few times and my wife murmured "You gonna fuck this whore good?" 169 "Oh yeah baby. You have no idea." J pushed my wife down and got on top of her in the missionary position. Michelle moaned as J's cock passed the entrance to her pussy. 170 She thrust her hips up forward to get more and J backed out. 171 "No no sweetie. You need to beg." 172 My wife moaned. "Oh please....give me more....I need your cock." 173 J pushed back and about half of him was inside her. 174 Michelle arched her back and dug her nails into J's back. 175 "I'm cumming.!!!! She bucked her hips wildly but J stayed in control and only kept half his cock in her. 176 J pushed her back down and pulled both her hands over her head. He slowly lowered himself into her and I walked to the side with Gerry who was filming all of it. I could see my wife's face. She was in total lust. J lowered his face down to hers. 177 "I haven't even begun to fuck you bitch." He flicked out his tongue and my wife greedily sucked it into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his ass and began to beg "fuck me....fuck this ho. Fuck me hard." 178 J began a rhythm and my wife began to squirm. She couldn't move much because she was pinned under J's weight and he was still holding both her hands down and flicking his tongue in and out of her mouth as his cock went in and out of her cunt. 179 I could tell my wife was having her third or fourth orgasm. It seemed like she couldn't stop. "That's the X taking control" said Gerry. 180 About five minutes of this and J stopped and pulled out. My wife laid there in a daze not moving. 181 J reached down and grabbed her hair. "OK bitch on your knees." 182 My wife rolled over to present her ass to J but he slapped her ass. "I said on your knees bitch. On the floor." 183 My wife went on to the floor and was between J's legs. She reached for his cock. J grabbed her hair again and pulled her back. "You want to suck my cock ho, you gotta beg. Start at my feet." 184 My wife slumped to the floor. I had never seen her so submissive. She began to kiss the feet of this guy who was half her age who had been fucking her like she had never been fucked before. 185 "Oh please. Please. Please let me suck that beautiful cock. My wife kissed both of his feet. And then moved up to his ankles, and then his thighs. She was giving small kisses and begging "I really want to suck your cock. Please." 186 She reached for his cock put J held her back. "You my ho? 187 "Yes" 188 "You belong to me now." 189 "Yes. I'm yours." 190 "You have a husband bitch?" 191 "yes." 192 "But who's your man." 193 "Oh...you are. Please let me suck your cock." 194 "look at me with your whore eyes while you suck." 195 I had never seen this look before on my wife. She looked slutty. Submissive. As she put his cock in her mouth her eyes locked into his. She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and began to suck. J pulled out his cock. 196 "Talk to that cock. Tell it how much you love it." 197 My wife began to give it small kisses. "I love you. I love this cock so much." 198 She ran her tongue up and down the length of the cock. Then, while on her knees and holding her head down submissively she raised her eyes to meet J's: "Please let me be your whore. Please let me suck your cock." 199 J nodded and my wife took his cock in her mouth and slowly sucked it. After several minutes J moaned and he came in Michelle's mouth. She swallowed every bit of it while remaining on her knees submissively. 200 Gerry turned off the camera. "That was amazing. The best ever." 201 J reached out and touched Michelle's head- "Go clean up and then come back here to me." 202 J looked at me. "Go call your man and tell her she's got a new man." 203 I didn't know what to do. Michelle came back from the bathroom. 204 "J wants me to leave and tell your pimp you belong to him now." 205 I looked at her with questioning eyes but she didn't see it. She only saw J. 206 She walked right past me and cuddled up next to J. J reached around and cupped one of her tits and began to flick her nipple. I heard my wife sigh contentedly. 207 "All right you guys. Shows over. The ho belongs to me. Git out." 208 I looked back at Michelle because I thought it had gone far enough. 209 She nodded at me. "Go." Her eyes were glazed over from the sex and the drugs. I wasn't sure what to do. She laid her head on J's chest and took her manicured nails and ran them over his chest. 210 "I'm fine here with my man. Go." She reached up and pulled his head to her and they kissed. J continued to massage her tit. 211 Gerry and Tad and I walked out the door, The two guys got into their car and I got into mine and drove home without my wife. 212 https://www.literotica.com/s/my-wife-becomes-whore-to-a-gang My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed the part of a slut, wearing a short skirt and high heels and a tight top. She insisted in going into the office to get the key, shaking her ass the whole way in and out and drawing some leers from a few guys who were hanging around outside. Once in the room she confided in me that for the last few years she was having a reoccurring fantasy of becoming a whore. 214 Michelle is a blonde of medium height. She has fantastic natural 36 DDs and beautiful wide areolas with sexy little bumps surrounding her nipples which get very hard when she is aroused. She also has a great ass which got a little bigger when she turned 40, but which looks great in sexy tight shorts or skirts. 215 A few months ago Michelle found a local college bar in the small town next to ours. She wanted to dress up as a slut and go in the bar and flirt with the college guys. I asked her how far she wanted to go? 216 "I don't know. Maybe let a few boys buy me drinks, rub my leg against them. Let them grab my ass when we dance. If I'm turned on maybe I'll grind the guy a bit. A little light making out and then we can go home and fuck like crazy." 217 I had to admit that the thought of seeing her be a slutty older tramp and get pawed by horny college guys turned me on a bit, as long as it didn't go too far. 218 On the night in question we drove to the bar and I dropped her off and watched her shake her ass in her 4 inch red heels as she swayed into the bar. She was wearing a small jean skirt and a black tube top that showed off her fantastic tits. 219 I walked in a few minutes later and grabbed a table by the bar with a good view. She was already talking to a few guys with a drink and cigarette in her hand. I watched her smile and laugh and rub her nails lightly over the arm of one of the college guys. A few minutes later they were on the dance floor as planned and when a slow dance started she snuggled into his arms and I watched his hand rub the small of her back for a few seconds before it disappeared beneath her skirt. Meanwhile she was staring intently into the eyes of her new friend before they kissed. First lightly and then more deeply. 220 The song ended and Michelle swayed back over to the table with her friend. The bartender walked over and asked me if I wanted another beer. 221 "I see you've been watching that slutty milf." 222 I nodded. 223 "Well see that mean looking dude over there?" The bartender pointed to a thuggish looking guy in the corner. He was about 19 and wearing a headband of a gang color. 224 "His name is Jose. He runs the working girls in this bar for the NorthSide Posse. NSP they call themselves. He's going to lay the law down to her in a few minutes." 225 I wondered what to do as I saw the guy get up and walk over to Michelle. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear and a few seconds later I saw her exchange phone numbers with the guy she was making out with and then walk behind Jose shaking her ass in an even more exaggerated manner. She glanced at me as she walked by and smiled, so I did nothing. Jose stopped at the end of the bar and sat on a stool. Michelle stood before him swaying slightly, one leg on the stool Jose was sitting on. 226 There was some quiet conversation and I saw Michelle laugh and shake her head. Jose reached up and put one finger in the center of her tube top and pulled her tube top. She stood without moving for a second giving Jose a good look down the front of her shirt, then she pushed his hand away. They talked for a few more minutes and I saw the bartender bring them two shots of Tequila. They downed their shots and Jose put his finger between her tits in her tube top and pulled her tube top down slightly and then towards him. Again Michelle held her ground giving Jose a good look at her tits. She went to push his finger away again but this time he caught her hand. They playfully wrestled for a moment and then I saw Michele allow herself to be pulled close to him. Jose kept his finger in her tube top, and I could see him run it down as he brushed her nipple and then ran it around her areola. His other hand let go of her hand and I saw him run it on the inside of her thigh up her skirt. Michelle stood there letting this gang member play with her tit and rub his finger near her pussy. She had a smile on her face and was staring into his eyes. There was some light making out and then I saw Jose take the bandanna off his head and give it to Michelle. She walked right past me without saying a word and went into the bathroom. A few moments later she came back wearing the bandana as a top. It barely covered her tits which were swaying. The weight of her 36DDs hung the top down and the side of her tits were clearly visible. The tube top she had been wearing was now her skirt. The tight spandex rode up her legs as she walked and it barely covered her ass. If she had look light a slut before, now she was clearly a whore looking for customers. Most eyes were on her as she came sashaying out of the bar and walked slowly over to Jose. Then she fell into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss. 227 A few minutes later Michelle and Jose walked over to me. Michelle was holding on to Jose's arm as he approached me. He other hand kept pulling down her skirt as it rode up her ass. 228 "You married to this ho?" 229 "Yes." 230 Jose seemed surprised. 231 "Well this bitch wants to come with me back to my boys bar. Ok?" 232 I looked at Michelle and she nodded. 233 "If that's what she wants" I said. 234 "Ok homey, lets get a few things straight. She may be your wife, but tonight she my ho. My bitch. For me and my boys. I don't want no trouble. But she's doing this because she wants to. So tonight she's ours. You down wit that?" 235 I looked at Michelle. "It's what I want honey. One night. Come watch. It will be fun." 236 I nodded. Jose turned and Michelle walked out with him and I followed. A cadillac pulled around and Michelle and Jose got into the back. I got into my car and followed. We drove for about twenty minutes to a bad part of town. There was a bar on a street corner and the Cadillac pulled up in front. I parked across the street. 237 I walked across the street and could see that the front passenger door of the Cadillac was open. Jose was in the back but I could not see Michelle. Smoke was coming out of the car. Jose was leaning back and caught my eye. He smirked. A few seconds later Michelle's head popped up. She had clearly been giving him a blow job. Then I saw someone hand her a joint. A few seconds later she got out of the car coughing and trying to re-tie on her top. 238 Jose walked up to me. "Your wife been smoking a joint laced with X. She's gonna get real horny soon and I'm gonna make some money. That top she's wearing signifies she with me and my boys. No one gonna bother her unless they talk to me first. She'll be safe, especially if she keeps sucking dick like she just did me." 239 Michelle stumbled on her high heels and had trouble keeping her skirt down over her ass. She pulled it down but it barely covered the top of her thighs. She was some sexy sight with her large breasts barely covering her tits, and trying to walk on her high heels while keeping her skirt covering her pussy, all while being a 40 year old slut on the arm of a 19 year old gang member who she had just blown. 240 We walked into the bar. Loud music was playing and thick smoke hung in the air. There were dozens of women of all different races in various stages of undress, but none of them appeared to be as blonde or as old as Michelle. A few woman were straddling guys giving them lap dances while a few others walked around the bar dressed more or less like Michelle was. 241 Jose greeted a few of his friends and Michelle was seated at a table. I could see she was nervous because she clung tightly to Jose. A few minutes later a tall black man came over. I recognized him as a local basketball player on the college team. I saw him speak to Jose and then hand him some cash. Jose said something to Michelle and then she got up and greeted the guy. They spoke for a few minutes and then he walked her over to a pool table with his hand around her waist. They shot pool for a while and Michelle made a big deal of leaning over and shaking her ass while trying to line up a shot. Eventually another two people came over and they played two against two. While they were waiting their turn Michelle sat on the basketball player's lap and he was nuzzling her ear. She was grinding her ass as she sat on him. Then it was his turn and he got up and sank several balls and when he finally missed and came back Michelle got up and threw herself into his arms and they kissed passionately. Then she sat on his lap and allowed his hand to slip underneath the small bandana covering her tits. I could see his massive hand playing with her left tit as he ran his finger around her nipple and finally pinched it, all while kissing and nuzzling her ear. This- her fantasy being played out- along with the X the gang had given her was too much for her- as she stood up turned around and then straddled her new friend. They kissed passionately and I could see her hand struggling with his cock between his legs. She broke their kiss for a second and then whispered something into his ear. I saw him reach into his pocket and give her some more money. Then with basically one tit hanging out Michelle walked back across the bar to Jose and gave him the money. 242 Her fantasy was now a reality. This high powered sexy 40 year old lawyer was being pimped out by a 19 year old thug. He owned her. She was his property and was having sex with who ever he told her to. Jose gave her a small packet which I realized was a condom. Michelle sashayed back across the bar to her basketball player and moved him over to a small couch in the corner. They kissed for a few minutes and then I saw her head go between his legs and then she put the condom on him. Then she straddled him and fucked him right there, in a darkened corner of a gang bar. I know my wife and I can tell when she fakes it and when she has an orgasm. She rode his cock for 10 minutes and as they quickened their strokes she began to arch her back and put her hands up in the air. The basketball player had free reign over her tits and he pulled her close and began sucking a nipple. She loved getting her nipple sucked while getting fucked and I could see her body quiver. She was coming. A few minutes later her new lover came and she collapsed into his arms. They cuddled for a few minutes and then she got up and walked back to Jose, her pimp. 243 This went on a few more times. Guys would come over asking for the white milf, and a few minutes later they would pay Jose and she would either go on the dance floor with them or play some pool or just have a quick drink before going to a dark corner or a couch and blowing them or letting them fuck her. 244 It was after 2am and I was wondering how much longer this would go on. Michelle had broken our agreement and gone further than we ever agreed to. She put us in a situation where we were at the mercy of thugs. 245 Michelle came over and sat down. "Honey, I am so turned on. I love being a whore. This is totally fulfilling all my fantasies." 246 "Can we go?" I pleaded. 247 "Not until Jose says I can go." 248 Jose came over. "Come on, you earned your stripes." 249 Michelle got up and followed Jose and I followed her. We walked outside the bar and Michelle was busy fixing her top to keep her tits inside the bandana. Her skirt was riding up her ass as she walked on the sidewalk, swaying her ass, just like a streetwalker. A few doors down the next block was a tattoo parlor and we walked inside. 250 There was a young black man who greeted Jose and then eyed Michelle. "Damn this Ho is hot." 251 "She gets a silver NSP." The guy nodded and we walked into the back. 252 My mind was whirling. A tattoo was out of the question, but Michelle was holding tight to her pimp. They sat down at a table and the guy walked over and tugged at Michelle's top. It didn't take much and it came off. "Mmmmm I love my job sometimes" he laughed. 253 Michelle was put into a chair. The guy reached into a table and pulled up a small sliver charm attached to a thin bar. 254 "I only get a silver one" Michelle whined. 255 "You gotta do a lot more than shake yo ass for me one night ho" said Jose "before you get a gold one." 256 Michelle pouted and Jose walked over to her and leaned over to her. 257 "You my bitch?" Michelle nodded. "You my ho." Michelle nodded again. Jose put his finger under her chin and she looked up at him as he kissed her deeply. I could see Michelle take her tongue and pull Jose's tongue into her mouth. 258 Jose broke the kiss. "Say it." Michelle looked down. "I'm your bitch." 259 "Louder." Michelle looked up and into her pimp's eyes. "I'm your bitch. I'm your ho. I only fuck who you tell me to." 260 "Ok lets do this." 261 "The guy walked over and pulled up a chair and sat down. He reached out and grabbed Michelle's right tit and cupped it. Then he stroked it and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned. Then he did the same thing with her left tit and she moaned even louder. 262 "The left nipple is bigger " he said. He took out some sterilizing fluids and sterilized her left nipple continuing to rub it and tug on it. Michelle squirmed in her seat, crossing one leg over the other. The man let his other hand fall to her thigh and I saw him push between her thighs. Michelle opened her eyes and looked at her pimp. He nodded and just like that she spread her legs giving him access to her pussy. He fingered her for a few minutes, all the time tugging and pulling on her left nipple. 263 "Ok. It's time." He numbed her nipple and then pierced it and then placed a thin silver bar with a NSP charm dangling from a small ring attached through a hole in the bar. There were two small bars that snapped into place on either end of the small bar that had pierced her nipple and just like that Michelle was branded with the gang's symbol. 264 Michelle looked down at her pierced nipple and then stood up. She was woozy. She put her arms around her pimp. 265 "This mean you our ho. No other gang can touch you. You can walk anywhere in town in your slutty little outfits and no one will bother you without my ok." 266 Michelle kissed her pimp deeply again. "I am all yours." She glanced at me for a second and then kissed Jose again. 267 "And you never take this off without my permission Ho, OK?" Michelle nodded. "If I call your ho ass at work you take your phone and take a picture of you wearing our sign and send it to me right away so I know my ho is listening to me." Michelle nodded. 268 "OK," said Jose "pay the guy." 269 Jose turned and walked away. Michelle looked at me. "I don't have any money" she said. The guy laughed. "You think I want money over this fine pussy. Come here." 270 He pulled her close and Michelle started making out with a 22 year old tattoo artist. He pulled her back into a back room where there was a couch. A few minutes later I could hear him fucking her. "You like black cock" he was saying as he fucked her from behind. 271 "Oh jeeze I love it. I love black cock. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big black cock." 

I looked into the back room and saw the guy hold her hair like a set of reins as he pounded her. She arched her back and came. The guy kept on fucking her. She was on her hands and knees and then collapsed down on the couch. The guy slapped her ass and she raised it and moaned as he kept fucking her. A few minutes later I saw her grip the edges of the couch and moan "I'm cumming again" and she did, shaking her body as the guy who was fucking her came and then collapsed on her as she came one last time. Michelle stood up and saw me and put her arms over her breasts. "Please wait outside." I then saw her sit down and cuddle next to the guy who had just given her three orgasms. They kissed as I walked out. 272 A few minutes later Michelle walked out. We walked outside the store. Our car was two blocks away. We started walking as Michelle did her best to keep her skirt below her ass. Twice on the way to her car gang members of Jose's gang stopped her. Each time she was obliged to flirt with the gang member, kiss him and let him play with her tits. We got to the car with one gang member following us. Michelle took the keys. "Wait here for a few minutes." The gang member pushed her up against the car and they began to kiss. He was big, about 6'5 and Michelle was running her hands over his chest and arms. "I want some of your white milf ass." 273 "Honey, you boys wore my pussy out. It's sore. Come on, let me suck you." 274 The gang member pushed her back against the car. "I want some pussy." 275 Michelle kissed him deeply as he put his hand between her legs. 276 "Baby" Michelle whispered as I saw her hands grope his cock through his pants "You're just too big. I've been fucked so much tonight. Come on baby, let this whore suck you good. I'll swallow every bit. Then tomorrow you call this ho and I'll come and fuck you good. Ok,?" 277 The gang member nodded. He put his hands on her bandana and pulled it off. There was Michelle standing on a street corner next to a car in a tight spandex skirt with her tits out while making out with a gang member 20 years younger than she was. Michelle allowed the gang member to play with her tits. "Say you want it bitch." 278 Michelle smiled. Her hand was groping his cock through his pants. "Oh I want it. I've been staring at your cock all night. I want it bad." 279 "Beg." 280 Michelle sunk to her knees right there in the street. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock. Then she looked up at him as she was on her knees with her tits hanging out. 281 "Please baby. Please let me suck your big beautiful cock." She reached for it but he pulled it away. "Kiss it." He was humiliating her. Michelle began to give his cock small kisses up and down the shaft murmuring "please baby, let me suck that cock. Oh please I need to suck that cock." 282 Finally he was satisfied. "OK get in the car ho." 283 They got into the back seat and a few minutes after making out I saw Michelle go down on the gang member. About five minutes later the door opened and he got out. 284 "She gives a great blow job. She's all yours." He laughed. 285 I got into the car. I drove a few blocks in silence and then when we got into a better neighborhood I stopped the car and was prepared to yell at her, but she cut me off. 286 "I know what you're going to say but don't say it. This is what I want. I want to be a whore. I am Jose's whore. He has marked me. He has claimed me. He has taken me in front of you and pimped me in front of you. This is the sexiest thing a man could have done to me. Make me a whore. You had your chance but Jose took it from you. He took it from you when he played with my tits at the first bar and you let him. So this is how it's going to be. I am his whore when I want to be. I don't want you coming here anymore with me. When he calls me I will come and be his whore and walk the streets or work the bar or do anything he wants." 287 I wasn't sure how to handle this or what I was going to do. 288 It was a month since my wife Michelle had asked me to allow her to play out her fantasy and become a whore. It had started out innocently enough with some flirting with a college guy in a bar. But she had been approached by a pimp that night and after a little romancing and sweet talk he had taken her back to his own gang's bar where she was quickly turned into a whore. As many pimps seem to have, Jose exerted some spell over her. I had asked Michelle about it and she said simply that he had the best cock she had ever experienced. He could give her an orgasm just by kissing her and whispering sweet nothings in her ear while rubbing her between her legs. Certainly Jose was lucky enough to find himself in the situation where he was fulfilling her fantasy. She had always wanted to be turned out, and he had done it to her. 289 My phone buzzed at 5am Saturday morning. "Come get me." I knew where she was, probably somewhere on the street near the bar that the gang operated out of. I got in my car to go get her. There had been changes in her over the last month. Her calfs had gotten stronger and more pronounced, mostly from spending so much time on her feet walking up and down the street in her six inch hooker heels. Her ass had gotten tighter and more round, also from the walking in the high heels. Overall she had lost about seven pounds from her frame, and was down to about 130. The weight loss was mostly in her face and legs. She already had a nice stomach and there was no losing any weight from her 34-36 DDs. She also stopped doing anything to her hair other than putting it into a simple pony tail or letting her long blonde hair fall to just above her waist. The effect was to turn this 40 year old milf from a really good looking woman into a stop traffic head turner. She was not built for sex and sex is what she was getting and giving. Lots of it. I had seen some phone videos over the past month of guys fucking her doggy style and pulling on her pony tail which seemed to drive her crazy with lust. 290 The other change beside her appearance was in how she was living her life. In the course of one night she went from convincing me she was going to fulfill her fantasy by flirting with a guy while dressed like a hooker, to actually becoming a hooker and fucking and sucking off numerous guys, including the guy who pierced her tit and a few of the gang's thugs who watched over her as she walked the streets, all the while trying to get a piece of her ass for themselves. 291 Since that night she continued to wear the gang emblem in her pierced tit, including when she went to work. She also continued to be at Jose's beck and call, getting off work and coming home at 7pm only to be called out to meet an important client or to walk the streets in front of the bar or to work in the bar and get fucked by whomever had the cash to pay for her ass. She was often tired and had a bit of a haggard look to her. She was working hard. When she came home from a night out of being a whore she was often hung over, having been drinking or given some X or smoking a laced joint. She also smelled from cigarettes although in our real life she didn't smoke, she often played with a cigarette, sitting at a bus stop or leaning against a lamp post swaying her ass and smoking as guys walked by. 292 I drove about a half a block away from the front of the bar and parked our car. I saw her stagger out of the bar drunk. A big guy, probably no more than 20 had his arm around her waist and was squeezing her ass. As always she was wearing a tight sheer black skirt with no underwear that she continually had to struggle to pull down so that her ass didn't show as she swayed on her high heels. She was also wearing a tight sheer red tank top and her breasts jiggled as she walked. You could see her gang pendant hanging from her pierced nipple through the shirt. She had confided in me that the pendant constantly kept her nipple aroused at work and a few times she had to go into the bathroom and play with herself to relieve the sexual tension. As always she sent a few pictures of her tits or her pussy to her pimp throughout the day to let him know she was thinking of him. 293 Michelle walked a few steps away from the guy, seductively swaying her ass as she walked and then stopping and looking over her shoulder with her hands on her hips as she wiggled her ass even more. She was pretending to pout because he didn't come after her. The guy high fived his friend who was with him, and then walked after her, he pulled her back to him and I saw her sink into his arms as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. She ground her ass into his crouch and I could see both his hands feel her up over her tank top as he nuzzled her ear. I could see that her knees were dirty. She had obviously spent a lot of time on them that night. 294 As she had sometimes done in the past few weeks, Michelle reached into her small silver hooker's purse that she carried and pressed the button on her phone to call my phone so I could hear what was going on. I watched them walk over to a new Cadillac Escalade and they both got into the back. 295 There was some fumbling and then I heard Michelle: "Oh baby, I been looking at you all night." 296 "You want it?"" 297 "Yes." 298 "Beg, ho." 299 "Mmmmm let me get it out. Ohh baby, it's big. Wow. I'm a lucky ho." 300 I could see Michelle bend her head down but then her head came back up. 301 "I said beg." 302 "I want it. Your cock is so beautiful. Can I kiss it? Please. Please let this whore kiss your cock. Mmmmm there....oh it tastes so good. Let me suck it. Please please? 303 I could here some more fumbling. "Oh you want some tit first? Take it baby. Take the tits. You paid for them. Take this ho any way you want. I'm yours." 304 It turned me on to hear my wife beg to suck some stranger's cock just like it turned me on to see her shake her ass as she walked up and down the street. What worried me was that she had taken this whole thing way too far. 305 I could hear the guy sucking on her tits and I knew this turned her on. 306 "Baby. Let me suck it. I need it." 307 I saw Michelle bend her head down and for the next ten minutes I could see the back of her head bob up and down as they guy leaned back and enjoyed his blowjob. Then I saw her head pop up. 308 "You want to fuck your ho baby?" 309 "Maybe, lets talk a bit. You seem a bit old to be a street walker." 310 Michelle laughed. "Actually I do it part time. I have a separate life. I do this for the sex not the money." 311 "Really?" 312 "Yeah sugar, but come on you're my last for the night. Lets have some fun. Tap this whore's ass." 313 It was strange for me to hear Michelle talk like a common street slut but she had picked up all the lingo in the last few weeks and seemed to effortlessly shift from lawyer to street whore and back again. 314 "Wait a second. Tell me more. If you don't need the money, what do you do." 315 "I work in an office." 316 "How old are you?" 317 "How old are you sugar?" 318 "20 Tell me how old you are." 319 "How old do I look?" 320 "About 30." 321 "Well sweetie, I'm 40. I turn 41 in two months. Now you wanna fuck this cougar or can I finish sucking that beautiful cock of yours." 322 "I love older woman. I'd love to take you to some fuck motel and have some real fun with you." 323 "Baby. I'm getting off from a long night. Jose had me walking the street for hours until I made him three grand. Then I've been in the bar and you saw what was going on. I had to fuck two of Jose's homies for free and then there was that party and the three guys. I was lap dancing them for about an hour before I blew two of them. The third guy paid to fuck me and I rode his cock. I'm tired. I'd love to go to a motel with you, but not now." 324 "Will you give me your number." 325 "Hmmm...you gonna treat me nice?" 326 "Yeah. " 327 "Will you romance me a bit buy me some sexy clothes and perfume?" 328 "Sure. " 329 "So you want this 40 year old ho to be your girlfriend?" 330 The guy laughed. "I don't about that. Maybe we could start as friends with benefits." 331 "I want a guy to be my boyfriend." I could hear Michelle pouting. But what was she doing? She was already on call to her pimp 24 hours a day, and now she was trying to set up a relationship? 332 "Well, you suck my cock real good and then make a date with me at the motel and show me how good a fuck you are and we'll see." 333 I could hear Michelle murmur as her head went down on her guy. "I'm good baby. I'm a great fuck. I will make you fall for this slut milf. And then when I'm not working I can be in your arms sucking your cock and fucking you when ever you want. Do it baby. Cum for me. Ummmmmm...." 334 After the guy came I heard Michelle give him her phone number. "Whatever you do don't tell Jose. He'll beat my ass if I go behind his back." 335 A few moments later I saw Michelle get out of the car and light a cigarette. She turned her phone off and started walking her slutty walk towards me, shaking her ass as she walked. A car drove by and beeped and I saw Michelle stop and walk over and lean in the passenger's window. A few minutes later she stood up and put her tits which she had let the guy in the car take out back into her shirt. I also saw her put a 20 into her purse. 336 She got into the car. "Boy am I beat. Drive me to the bar baby, I got to give Jose this 20 then we can go home." 337 I drove up to the bar and Michelle got out. She turned on her phone. I heard her ask a few people where Jose was and then all I could hear was some loud music. Then I heard some doors open and the music died and she must have gone into a back room. It was quieter and I could hear her heels clicking across the floor. 338 "Watcha doin here ho? I heard Jose ask. 339 "I got stopped baby after I took care of that guy in his car." 340 "And whatca got for me?" 341 "Jus 20 baby. The guy just wanted to play with my tits." 342 "And you came back to give me my 20?" 343 "yes baby. You my man." 344 "Bitch, I told you, if they stop you gotta close the deal. Get them to agree to a blow job. Stop putting your tits in the window. I know it turns you on but you my bitch and I need you makin me money." 345 "I'm sorry baby. I won't let it happen again." 346 "Give me 80." 347 "What?" 348 "You owe me 80 ho. You got it on you?" 349 "No baby I don carry no money. You told me not to." 350 "Ok ho. You owe me 80 out of your own money when you see me next." 351 I heard Michelle walk away and then I heard Jose call her back. 352 "Bitch, DJ here says you owe him some pussy." I knew DJ. He was a large teenage gang member. He had to be 6'7 and 300 pounds. I had seen him stop Michelle on the street the first night she was out and she promised to let him fuck her the next day before she took him into a car and blew him. She confided in me she was afraid of him. Not that he would intentionally hurt her, but he wasn't that smart and he had a huge cock and he was an animal when she was blowing him. Pulling her hair, pawing at her tits and his cock was so wide it stretched her mouth. She worried he would stretch her out if he got a chance to fuck her. Plus he was heavily muscled and she thought he would be able to go a long time. 353 I heard Michelle's heels click over the floor. "He DJ baby. I did promise you some pussy. I'm sorry baby. Let me take you in the back and give you some relief." 354 "No way. You promised me pussy. You gonna fuck me ho?" 355 Michelle spoke to Jose. "Baby I'm done worn out. My pussy, she's sore. Let me blow DJ and we'll work it out later." I heard Jose laugh. "Convince him yourself. You owe him." 356 I could hear Michelle walking and then I heard her say "let me in you lap baby. There. Here. Give me your hand, take some tit. Oh yeah baby I love it when you pull my nipple. Baby, here's the thing. My pussy is sore. And your cock is so big. I can't fuck you, but I will suck you dry." 357 "No way ho. You lied to me before. I want your pussy or your ass." 358 I heard Michelle putting small kisses on DJ. "Come on baby. One more time. You know I sucked you dry." 359 "No." 360 "Please baby. Then you can tap this ass twice. It's all yours. Just let me rest tonight." 361 "Come home with me."

"What?"

"Come home to my crib and blow me and I'll let you sleep, and then in the morning your pussy and ass are mine." There was a pause. "For as much as I want. All weekend." 362 Michelle spoke to Jose. "Jose, I really need a break." I heard Jose laugh. "You got yourself into this ho, now get yourself out. Fuck my big guy now or he gets your ass all weekend." 363 "Ok." I heard Michelle sigh. "I'll go home with you." 364 "Blow me now first. And beg me to fuck you." 365 I heard Michelle get to her knees and I heard her pull his zipper down. 366 "Oh my baby. What a big cock. I'm gonna suck you dry and then you're gonna fuck me all weekend." 367 "Beg me ho." 368 "Please baby. Please take your ho home and tap this ass." 369 "Whose ass?" 370 "My ass?" 371 "Wrong answer ho." 372 "Your ass baby. This ho's ass is yours. This bitch's pussy is yours. You the man. You own it. You got yourself a private ho all weekend." 373 "Ok ho. Now suck." 374 About twenty minutes later I saw Michelle sashay out of the bar and she walked over to my car. "You heard what happened?" 375 "Yeah" I said. "I don't like it." 376 "I'm stuck honey. This guy is so big. You can't stop him. I have to go." 377 "Call me if you need me to call the police." 378 "I'll be ok honey. I think I can control him if I keep him satisfied. Want me to send you some videos on the phone?" I looked down and felt embarrassed. "Yeah." 379 "Tell me again" I said. "You want to be like this?" 380 "For a while sweetie. Until I get it out of my system. I will be home Sunday night and I'll call when I can." 381 I watched her sashay off, still shaking her ass as she walked to DJ's car. But her head was hanging down and she look worried. For the first time I saw indecision in her face. She had just given her body to a 6'7 heavily muscled 19 year old with raging hormones, he now had his own 40 year old whore, and a desire to live out his fantasies. I wondered if she would be ok. 382 I saw her get into the car and in a few moments I saw her head go down. She had just blown him 20 minutes earlier and he was hard again. She was in for a long weekend. 383 My phone buzzed the next afternoon. It had been over ten hours since I had last heard from Michelle. "Check ur emai. I am ok" said the text. 384 I went to the email and saw several emails from a strange address. It had to be DJ's. There were several videos. I started with the first. 385 Michelle was lying naked on a big bed. It had to have been a custom made bed. The sheets were purple and looked silk. Michelle looked tired. 386 "Hey. We just woke up. Thought you might...." Her sentence was cut off as a massive hand grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her head down to his crotch. 387 "No more talkin bitch." I saw Michelle take a massive cock in her mouth. Just as she had described it, the width of it stretched her mouth. After a few moments she pulled it out. Her mouth was sore from being stretched. She began to kiss it and lick it. I saw another massive hand reach around and grab her tit and begin to flick her nipple. She began to kiss and lick the massive shaft and moan. 388 She was between his massive rock hard legs and her face was turned to the side so it faced the camera. 389 "You're so big baby. I love this cock so much." A few small kisses and then a long lick and then he put the tip into her mouth and pushed, stretching her mouth as I saw her lips lock around the cock and her cheeks inhale as she sucked. 390 After a few minutes he pulled his cock out. 391 It's time. I get my pussy." 392 Michelle gave the cock one long slobbering lick and then climbed on top of DJ straddling his massive cock. I heard her moan and the saw her begin to bob up and down as DJ had each of her tits in one hand. Then the screen went blank. 393 The next video was 20 minutes of her from the back, sitting on his cock, bobbing up and down. Twice she had an orgasm arching her back and stretching her arms high in the air as DJ pulled and tweaked her nipples which I knew increased her orgasm. Eventually she slumped forward on to DJ and he began to buck his hips and I could see he was close to cumming. I saw some beads of sweat run down her back and then the screen went blank. 394 The next video was the worst or the best depending on how you view it. 395 The time frame showed that it was 75 minutes after she had ridden his cock. 396 Michelle was on her hands and knees. Her ass was in the air. She was wearing her 6 inch whore heels and nothing else. DJ was a massive presence behind her. He had a big hand on her tit that had been pierced and he was alternating between squeezing her tit and pulling on the medallion hanging from the silver bar in her pierced nipple. 397 Michelle looked like a wreck. Her hair was matted in sweat. Makeup was running down her face. 398 Behind her DJ rhythmically pumped her, smacking her ass every few minutes and pulling her hair. 399 "Oh...uhh...he's....uhh..been fucking me....uh ....for the last forty minutes....uhhh...uhh...ahhh....and he won't stop....uhhh....he's rock hard....and uhh...uhh... he won't stop....I keep....uhh...cumming and he just won't stop.....uhh...ahhh..... 400 Sweat was running down off her face. The tension of being fucked so hard could be seen in the lines on her face. Her face was flushed red from her orgasms, and there were veins throbbing in the side of her neck. Behind her I could see sweat run from DJs massive chest down on her back. Still he kept up the rhythm. 401 "Oh I can't take it. He has to stop. Not again. Uhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh." 402 I saw her arch her back as DJ pulled her hair pulling her head back. 403 "You cumming ho?"
 404 "Oh yes. Fuck yes. Oh fuck. I can't take it. I'm cumming again. Oh please stop." 405 DJ smacked her ass. 406 "Don't tell me to stop whore. I'll fuck you all day like this." 407 "Oh I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You my man. Take this whore and fuck her. Just please cum. Please baby. I need to rest." 408 "I fuckin own you bitch." 409 "Oh you do you do. I am owned by you." 410 "Anybody ever fuck you this good?" 411 "No. Never."

"If I buy you from Jose you be my bitch?" 412 "Yes. Buy me. Make me your private whore. I fuck and suck only you. You will own me." 413 My wife was giving her self to a 19 year old thug. I couldn't stand the thought of it. 414 "You want me to cum ho?" 415 "Oh yes baby. Please cum for your whore. Please please." 416 "Then give me your ass ho." 417 Slowly DJ pulled out his massive cock. Michelle slumped to the bed lying on her stomach and face. Her stringy, sweaty blonde hair hanging down over her shoulder and down her back. He ass was raised in the air and it was quivering. Her hands were stretched out in front of her gripping the sheets. I could see her long red nails pushing into the sheets and mattress. 418 "Ask me to fuck your ass whore." 419 "I've never...no one's ever....taken me there." 420 DJ smacked her ass and she raised it higher. 421 He put his cock in the crack and rubbed it back and forth. I saw Michelle raise her ass and begin to meet his thrusts. 422 "Please" she whispered. "Please fuck your whore's ass. Take this ass and make it your ass DJ. You will own this ass. Tap this ass. Make me your whore." 423 Michelle reached around and guided his massive cock into her ass slowly. DJ was being kind. He was not pushing hard and not tearing her apart. Michelle bucked her ass to meet his thrusts and the two soon established a rhythm. And with each thrust more of his cock disappeared. Michelle moaned softly. A few times she had DJ stop and he did, waiting until she was ready to go again. At one point he put a hand around to her face and out out a finger and she sucked on it. He pulled his finger in and out as he began his slow thrusts into her ass. And then he was all the way in. Michelle looked at the camera struggling to her knees. Her tits hung down and slowly swayed as she was fucked. 424 "My ass is being taken...uhh...uhh...ahh...ah....ahhhhhhhhhhhh" She came again. Her face flushed red and her eyes rolled briefly back into her head. 425 DJ kept up a steady rhythm but he was gentle and she bucked her ass back to meet each soft stroke. WIth a small moan and several grunts DJ came. He bucked hard and Michelle took it, grunting as well. And then he collapsed on top of her. 426 All told she had been fucked for well over an hour and close to an hour and a half, including the last twenty minutes in which she had been fucked in her ass for the very first time. 427 DJ rolled off Michelle and put his head at the top of the bed. Michelle got up and stared at the camera for a minute. Her eyes looked glassy. She was dazed. But she also seem satisfied. She went up to DJ and he pulled her into his arms. She curled up in his arms. I could see his hand sneak up between her arm and cup a tit. He slowly stoked her tit. WIth his other hand he ran a finger over her face. 428 Michelle looked up into her suddenly gentle lover's eyes. She reached up and kissed him softly on the lips. He murmured something to her. She smiled and then she kissed him again, this time with more passion. I saw her tongue go into his mouth and he sucked on it. This slow make out session went on for 20 minutes or so and then I saw her move her hand down to his cock. She ran a red long nail along his cock and it sprang back up. Her young lover was ready for more. 429 She moaned and pulled him towards her, her hand guiding his cock between her thighs. 430 "Oh baby I need you" she murmured. 431 "You're so wet" he said. 432 They were facing each other, kissing and intertwining their legs around each other as she pulled him into her. 433 "Baby I need you to make love to me. Can you do that?" 434 "Yes." 435 "Be my lover baby please?" 436 "Yes, I'm you're lover." 437 "Oh I so need you DJ to make love to me. It's been so long since I've been made love to." 438 Their bodies began to move in rhythm again as my 40 year old wife made love to her 19 year old massive lover. Michelle whispered something to DJ and he got up and I could see his hand reach for the camera. Then the screen went dark. 439 She didn't mind if I saw him fucking her. But when they were making love she didn't want me to see it. It was private between her and her young lover. 440 This bothered me. It was well beyond our original agreement. I thought back to the guy she had picked up while I was waiting to pick her up. She had asked him to be her boyfriend and to romance her when he took her to a motel. 441 Her need to be a whore was slowly evolving into something more deep and complex. No longer did she just want to be fucked and called a HO and forced to blow guys in the street on her knees. Somehow I realized that with everything we had been through, this was the greatest threat yet to our marriage. 442 https://www.literotica.com/s/michelle-gets-discovered-at-work My wife Michelle had come home from her work at her law firm at about 7pm. It was Monday. All weekend starting on Friday night she had either been at the bar or walking the street in front of the bar as a whore for a gang. This had been her choice, to become a whore and experience the thrill that the sexual depravation gave her. In the months that followed she had willing become a street walker and had her nipples pierced and a gang emblem hanging from one. She was 42 years old with long blond hair and 36 inch breasts. The endless hours of walking the street in her six inch whore's high heels had strengthened and toned her legs and tightened her ass. Although I was worried about what she was doing, I could see that sexually she was satisfied in a way I never could and she actually looked better although she was often very tired and had developed some lines in her face. 444 "I have a problem...a big problem" she said. 445 I looked at her and didn't say anything as she went into the kitchen and poured herself a drink and returned. 446 "Some kid from the mail room was at the club this weekend. He has some videos and ...." her voice trailed off. "Here" she said, turning on her phone and handing it to me, "look at the videos he sent me." 447 In the first video Michelle was walking through the club in her high heels in a super tight jeans shorts that were ripped and up the crack of her ass. As she walked she swayed her ass in an exaggerated manner while purposely shaking her breasts which were hanging out of her tube top. It was her whore stroll and her pimp made her walk like that at all times she was working. As she walked through the club going up to men I could see every man she approached grab one of her tits and play with a nipple or squeeze a handful of tit while she flirted with them and rubbed her hands on their crotches. Every few men she would approach would nod an agreement and she would lead them off to a couch in the back were she gave them a lap dance or more, depending on how much she was paid. 448 In the last video Michelle was outside the club talking to a large gang member who was squeezing her ass in one hand as they talked. She looked tired and a bit drunk as she talked. The big gang member was telling her that he wanted to fuck her. "I want some pussy bitch. You owe me." 449 Michelle shook her tits at him and took her hand and was rubbing her crotch. "Come on baby, let this ho suck you good. You need a good blow job baby. Then tomorrow you can have some pussy. I am just so worn out baby. Come on..." 450 The big gang member pulled her closer. He couldn't have been much older than 19 and yet he pulled one of her tits out of her shirt like he owned her, which in a way he did. The gang member flicked the nipple a few times. "I want some of that sweet ho pussy. I wannna tap that ass and you owe me. A blow job ain't enough. Come on bitch, give me the pussy." 451 Michelle ran her fingernail down his large arm as she let his hands wander all over her body. "You know you're the man baby. And I so love your cock. But your ho is just so tired. How about I suck you real nice and slow here and then tomorrow I'll come over your crib and fuck you all afternoon before I go to work?" 452 Before the gang member could say anything Michelle dropped to her knees and un-zipped his fly." 453 The videos were devastating and would ruin her if they were shown at her work. There was no doubt she was a street walking whore from what could been seen in the video. 454 "How could you let some guy video you?" I asked. 455 "Oh come on. You know guys are videoing me all the time with their phone cameras. There's nothing I can do about it. I guess it was a matter of time before this happened." 456 "What does the guy want?" I asked. 457 "Don't be so stupid" she sneered. "What do you think he wants? He fucked me bent over my desk this afternoon and videoed some of that on his phone. He pulled my hair and made me turn my head so I was visible in the camera. Here , its the next one on my phone. He's going to make it very difficult for me at work." 458 In the video Michelle is bent over her desk and the guy - Tony- a 19 year old black intern who is famous in the office because he has a basketball scholarship at a big college in the fall- is fucking her hard from behind. 459 Tony pulls Michelle's hair and makes her turn her head so his phone which he is holding and taping the fucking gets a clear shot of her face. 460 Michelle is moaning as her skirt is pulled up and Tony has one of her tits out. 461 "What are you?" Tony demands. "A slut" Michelle says quietly. Tony smacks her ass hard and Michelle squeals. "Don't make me expose you bitch. Now tell me what you are." 462 "I am a whore" Michelle says as Tony continues pumping her. Tony pulls her hair and Michelle moans and faces the camera again over her shoulder. "Say it again" Tony commands as his other hand reaches around and pinches her nipple. 463 "Oh shit" Michelle moans. "I'm a slut and a whore. I walk the streets on the weekends shaking my ass and whoring myself out." 464 "Very good" Tony says as he increases his rhythm. He pulls the camera back and I can see Michelle's ass and high heels and hear her moan. 465 "New rules whore." Tony says as Michelle just moans. 466 "You're now an office whore too. And I own your ass." Michelle moans again. 467 "Say it bitch." Michelle hesitates and Tony smacks her ass hard and she moans. "I'm an office whore and you own me." 468 "Good bitch. More rules. You will never wear a bra at work." 469 "Tony I can't..." Michelle barely gets the words out as Tony pulls her hair hard and Michelle raises her head as Tony viciously pumps her even harder." 

"Don't make me angry slut." 470 "Ok ok. No bra." 471 "And no panties." 472 "No panties" Michelle agrees. 473 "There are four other interns in the office. By the end of next week you will come on to each of them and fuck and suck them and let them know you are a slut. You will tell them your husband doesn't satisfy you and they can have you whenever they want. You understand me whore?" 474 "Oh jeesus" Michelle moaned as Tony fucked her even harder. I could tell she was starting to cum. "Oh I'm cumming." 475 Tony smacked her ass. "You dumb ho. Did I tell you it was ok to cum?" 476 Michelle moaned "No." 477 "Who owns your whore ass at work?" 478 "You do Tony" 479 Tony smacked her ass again. "Don't you ever cum again without my permission." 480 "You're right Tony. I'm sorry. I'm just a dumb slut." 481 "And what are you going to do?" Tony asked?

"I'm going to fuck and suck every intern and let them know I'm a slut and they can have me whenever they want....oh Tony can I please cum again?" 482 Tony fucked her hard in silence for a few more moments. 483 "Tony please...I need to cum." 484 "You my ho?"

Oh yes, yes I'm your slut whore ho." 485 Tony nodded. "OK ho, cum." 486 Michelle let loose and her body shook and she moaned and grabbed the corner of her desk as she came and Tony came as well. Then the video ended. 487 I Michelle finished her drink. "He's going to make into a slut at work. No bra. No panties. I have to slut myself out to some interns and let them think I need them to fuck me whenever they want. This is not going to be easy and it's not what I wanted. 488 "What can you do?" I asked. 489 Michelle shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure yet." 490 https://www.literotica.com/s/michelle-fucks-an-intern Michelle's problem at work was only getting worse. For months she had willingly allowed herself to be pimped out as a whore and walked the streets or worked in a bar while her pimped either collected her money or pimped her out to a gang member which then had her work for him for the weekend. This had gone on for a few months with no problems at her work at a large law firm 40 miles away from the area where she was working as a whore. 492 But all of that changed when a mailroom intern had gone to the bar for an evening out and recognized Michelle and taped her strolling as a whore and soliciting customers for lap dances in the bar. Tony had confronted Michelle with the videos at work on the following Monday and had fucked her on her desk and told her she was now his whore at the office. His new rules for Michelle included her not wearing a bar or panties and he had given her two weeks to seduce all the other interns at the office or he would expose her. 493 Michelle had managed to comply with Tony's dress demands without drawing too much attention by always wearing a suit jacket over her blouse. But according to her Tony was relentless, constantly finding a reason to slip behind her in a hallway or a secluded room and run a hand up her skirt or inside her jacket brazenly cupping her tit while she just stood there. 494 It was the Friday of the first week Tony had discovered her and she realized it was time to start fulfilling Tony's other demands. As the day ended she asked one of the other interns in the mail room, a large 18 year old boy named Roy to come up to her office to help her move some furniture. When Roy arrived Michelle was waiting for him without wearing her jacket. Her large breasts were pressing against her blouse and her nipples and areola were visible under the sheer material. 495 Michelle started to walk as her pimp had taught her, swaying her ass and thrusting out her breasts. As she had Roy move a large leather chair she came up behind him and pressed her breasts into his back as she leaned over him pretending to help him place the chair. 496 Roy finished moving the chair and turned around quickly and he and Michele were in very close contact. Michelle looked at the clock on the wall. In the center of the clock was a small camera. Tony had installed the clock telling her he wanted video evidence that she was complying with his demands. Michelle could just imagine him watching her now. She knew that eventually that tape would be emailed to her and her husband would view it. Michelle asked Roy to sit on the couch. She turned her back to him and asked him to rub her shoulder. "It hurts so much." Roy began to gently massage the 42 year old lawyer's shoulders and Michelle leaned back into him. She grabbed his hand and pulled it around to the front. Roy did not have to be told twice as he hand immediately went to a large tit and he tweaked her nipple through her blouse. Michelle moaned. 497 "So it's true" Roy said. "Tony said you were having troubles at home and were very horny." 498 Michelle leaned back as Roy kissed her neck. "I am a horny slut. You want me?" 499 Roy bit her ear lobe has his hands fumbled with her blouse. When he had it off Michelle got up and walked over to the door to lock it, sticking out her tits and shaking her ass on her high heels as she went. 500 Michelle walked back over to the couch and sat on Roy's lap. He had to be over six foot and had long dark hair. He was a rock and roll type guy and that turned Michelle on s she ran her hands under his shirt and over the muscles on his arm. Roy kissed her and Michelle started making out with him. Roy's hands cupped her tits, alternately pulling on her nipples and gently stroking her tits. 501 "I love Milfs" Roy whispered to her. "Mmmmmm" Michelle said as her hands fumbled at his pants. After some more making out Michelle realized that Roy was pushing her down to the floor. Michelle went to her knees and reached for Roy's cock. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth Roy pulled it away. "Beg slut" he said. 502 Michelle looked down for a minute and then while on her knees she looked up at Roy and made eye contact with him. "Please let me suck your cock." 503 She reached for his cock but Roy pushed her away. "Does your husband know you suck cocks?" 504 Michelle reached for Roy's cock again. "Yeah he knows. Nothing he can do about it." She began to suck his cock in long deep strokes. Roy pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Kiss it. Tell the cock that you want it." 505 Michelle began to place small kisses up and down the 18 year old's cock. "I want you. This slut wants you." 506 Roy let Michelle suck his cock some more. "Tony says you are a real whore and guys can buy you on the weekends. Is that true?" 507 Michelle nodded as she sucked Roy's cock until he pulled it out. Then she stared down at the floor. "Yeah it's true. I like to play as a whore sometimes." 508 Roy reached down and pulled Michelle up and had her straddle him. His cock went into her smooth wet pussy and he bounced her up and down on it a few times and watched her tits bounce. 509 "Tell me more about what you do as a whore." 510 Michelle closed her eyes as she rode his cock. "I dress up in slutty outfits and go to a bad area of town and walk around. It's not long before I get attention." 511 Roy continued fucking her. "Do you have a pimp?" 512 "Yeah" 513 "Does your husband know?" 514 "Yeah." 515 "What goes on in the bar?" 516 Michelle leaned back as Roy's cock was bringing her to an orgasm. 517 "I walk around in slutty outfits and let guys play with my ass and tits and try to get them to buy a lap dance or take me to champagne room." 518 "Do you suck their cock in the champagne room?" 519 "Oh yeah I do" Michelle moaned as she realized she was about to cum. 520 "And can they fuck you too?" 521 Michelle started to cum. "Yes. Yes they can fuck me or I suck them or whatever they want. I am a slut and a whore and I love it. I love it." Michelle started to cum and she wrapped her legs tightly around Roy who continued fucking her. When she was done cumming Roy pulled out and turned her around on the couch and started fucking her doggy style. "Tell me more slut." 522 Michelle bit her lower lip as Roy's cock was hitting a spot deep inside her and she realized she would cum again. 523 "Well, I walk up and down the street in high heels and shake my ass and sometimes I let one of my tits hang out. Then guys stop their cars and I walk up to the window and let them play with my tits while I try to get them to pull over so I can suck them or fuck them." 524 Roy started pumping her harder. "You are a dirty little slut aren't you?" As he said this he reached around and pulled on her erect nipple. 525 Michelle started to cum again as Roy pulled her hair. She arched her back and lifted her head up. "Oh I am a slut. A dirty slut an common street whore. And now you know my secret." 526 "So I can fuck you whenever I want slut?" 527 Michelle was cumming again. "Yes. Just come up here and close the door and bend me over and fuck me. I'm your whore." 528 Michelle had an orgasm and a few moments later so did Roy. After they had finished and she had cleaned up and headed home her phone buzzed. It was an email from Tony. "Very nice slut. Tomorrow I want you to meet me at this address. It is a gym." 529 Michelle got home exhausted and took a bath and then went to bed. Her husband didn't even try and talk with her. As she lay down in her bed Michele wondered what Tony had in store for her tomorrow. 530 https://www.literotica.com/s/michelle-gets-pimped-by-tony Thursday morning my wife Michelle was up early for work. I saw her spending time in her closet examining outfits. In her hand she had a tube top that really didn't fit her. The word SLUT was across the front. This was one of the tops she wore when she became a whore on the weekends for the gang in the next town that had been pimping her out. She had picked up an additional pimp at work- Tony an intern in the mail room who was a black teen who was on his way to college on a basketball scholarship. Tony had seen Michelle working in the gang's bar and had taken videos of her on his phone and used those to blackmail Michelle at work. He had taken her several times, pimped her out to his friends in the mail room, and told her not to wear a bra or panties at work. As tough as it had been Michelle, who was a lawyer at a mid sized firm downtown had managed to satisfy Tony's demands while not revealing anything else to the staff or co-workers. She had gotten around the no bra requirement by wearing her jacket at all times, although Tony always found a way to maneuver her into a corner and slip his hand inside the jacket and play with her 36D tits. 532 Michelle picked out a skirt and jacket suit in which she had the skirt taken in a bit. It was a bit shorter and tighter than her conservative job called for but she had been able to pull it off. She put on highest high heel shoes that she had for work and then squeezed into the slut tube top before putting on a silk black blouse and then her jacket. 533 I asked her what was going on. 534 "Tony has something planned. I'm not sure what. Until he leaves for college after the summer I am kind of stuck with his demands." 535 Michelle left for work and I was worried what her pimp had in store for her. 536 I was working out of the house and checked my email around 1pm. There were three emails from Michelle with videos attached. 537 In the first video Michelle was walking down the street in her tight skirt, high heels and her slut tube top. They were in the city but on the west side down by the water where there was a lot of new construction going on. Tony was walking five paces behind her and someone was videoing it with her phone behind Tony. 538 "You better shake that ass like a Ho bitch and make me some money" Tony yelled and Michelle responded by looking over her shoulder and swaying her ass in an exaggerated manner as she strolled down the street. A few cars beeped and Michelle waved seductively at them but none stopped. Michelle walked to a bus stop and stood with her skirt hiked up high and her large tits spilling out of her SLUT tube top. Tony was talking to Michelle and I could make out that Roy, one of the interns Tony had pimped Michelle out to was videoing the whole thing. 539 Tony walked up and smacked her ass. 540 "Unless you want me to make you walk like that at work bitch you need to make me some money." 541 Michelle wiggled her ass and tits at Tony. "Baby I'm trying." I saw her hand go down to his crotch. "WHy don't you take your ho to that fuck motel we went to yesterday for lunch and I'll take care of you." 542 She had fucked Tony over lunch yesterday. That was news to me. 543 Tony smacked her ass again. "Get walking ho. I want to see you sell that whore ass for me." 544 Michelle started walking and shaking her ass and tits as she walked. The video ended. 545 In the next video Michelle was walking up to a construction site. Several guys were sitting down and watching her. As she walked and shaked her ass and tits and a large black construction worker called her over. Michelle walked over. She put a red finger nail on the young man's heavy muscled chest. "You got a light baby?" She asked. 546 "I don't see no cigarette" the guy said. 547 Michelle pulled open the top of her tube top. The guy looked down and then put two fingers down inside her tube top. I could see him run his fingers down over one nipple and then he pulled out a cigarette. Michelle took it and put it in her lips and then blew smoke out at him as he gave her a light. 548 "What's the deal bitch?" he said. Michelle shook her head at Tony who walked up. 549 "$200 for you, or $800 and all your friends get a piece." 550 The guy looked at Michelle up and down. He ran one hand over her ass in her tight skirt and then pulled the tube top towards him and he looked down at her tits. He couldn't have been more than 25. Michelle was 42 with long blonde hair. Her working on the weekends had caused her to lose about ten pounds. He legs and ass had gotten tight and toned from walking endless hours in high heels. And the constant fucking and walking in the street or the club had given her little time for food or rest. 551 "Fuck those guys. I'll give you $150 but I get her for an hour." Tony nodded and the guy counted out the money and Michelle snuggled up to him and ran her hand down the front of her pants. 552 This video ended and I went to the next one. This was a new phase for Michelle. Tony was now making her work as a whore on her lunch hour. The question I had was whether she would be able to work after getting fucked for an hour. 553 In the next video they were in a small room in the back of the construction site. There were a lot of boxes around and a small bed with a plain light hanging next to it. 554 Michelle was standing on her toes as the large black construction worker was kissing her. A few of his friends were watching and making comments and I could hear Tony offering them prices for a blow job or a fuck. 555 The guy looked at Michelle as he pulled off her tube top. SLUT the top said and the guy read it out loud. "That you bitch? A SLUT?" 556 Michelle shook her free tits at him as he pulled her to the bed. 557 "Uh huh. I am a slut and your ho for the next hour." 558 I saw Michelle pull off his pants and begin to suck his cock. Then the guy pushed her on the bed and got behind her. Michelle still had on her tight skirt and black high heels and the construction worker mounted her from behind. 559 Michelle moaned. "It is so big." 560 "Bigger than your husband's?" I heard Tony ask. 561 "mmmmm much bigger" Michelle said as she began to push her ass back into his cock matching his rhythm. 562 The construction worker pulled at Michelle's long blonde hair. That caused her to lean back and jut her tits out. WIth his other hand he reached around and grabbed her tit and tugged on her nipple. "This HO is married?" he asked incredulously. 563 "Yeah she's married, but her ass belongs to me." Tony said. 564 The guy kept fucking her. "That true bitch?"

"Yes ...." Michelle bit her lower lip. The guy smacked her ass. "Oh yes I'm married but Tony pimps my married ass out. I'm a slut and a whore." 565 The guy started fucking her even harder and her tits were shaking. Her eyes were closed and I could see her face begin to flush. 566 Michelle looked at Tony. "Can I come Tony? Please?" 567 Tony snickered. One of his rules was that she could not cum unless he agreed. 568 "She's not just a married ho. She works as a lawyer during the week." 569 The guy fucking her slowed down and now was making long slow deep strokes. Michelle leaned over and thrust her ass high in the air and her hands gripped the bed. 570 The guy fucking her pulled her hair and made her turn around. 571 "No shit. This ho a lawyer too?" 572 The guy let go of her hair and Michelle moaned and hung her head. The guy slapped her ass hard. "Answer me ho. You a lawyer?" 573 "Yes. Yes. I am a lawyer. But I'm just a dumb ho." Sweat ran down Michelle's face. She turned and looked at Tony. 574 "Oh shit. Please Tony. I need to cum. I neeeeed it now. Please." 575 "You a whore?" Tony asked. 576 "Oh yes. I am a whore. I am your whore being fucked by a guy you pimped me out to. Please Tony let your whore cum. Please. I'm begging." 577 "If I let you cum then you come home with me tonight?"
 578 "Oh yes...I'll come home with you and fuck and suck you all night. Just let your whore cum now. I'm begging you." 579 The guy increased his pace. He was now slamming his large cock into Michelle. She was wiggling her ass wildly and gripping the bed until her fingers were white from tension. 580 "You want me or your husband tonight?" Tony asked. 581 Michelle was bucking wildly. "I want you. I want to be your whore. Let your whore cum please now....." 582 Tony said "OK" and Michelle shouted and bucked her ass wildly into the guy who was fucking her. He had grabbed her ass and was pumping her as hard as he could. 583 Michelle started to cum and pushed hard against the cock three times, then she collapsed and started to whimper. The guy fucking her smacked her ass. "Get your whore ass in the air, I ain't done yet." 584 Sweat was running down the guy and staining her skirt with his sweat as he pumped her. Michelle raised her ass and wiggled it. "Fuck this ho baby. Fuck me hard." 585 The guy reached around with both hands and grabbed her tits as he thrust inside her as hard as he could. Then he shook and grunted and fell on top of her as he came deep inside her. Michelle began to moan. "Oh you are cumming on my g spot. Oh jeeze, I'm cumming again." She moaned two more times and then the video ended. 586 There was so much to think about and digest. For one thing Michelle would not be coming home tonight. This was the first night she would stay out during the week. She never came home during the weekend any more, she was too busy working or taking care of a gang member who bought her for the night. But during the week we had managed to keep a semblance of a normal life going. 587 About 5:30 my phone rang and it was Michelle. "Did you see the videos?" she asked. 588 "Yes." 589 "So you know I promised Tony..."her voice trailed off. 590 "Yeah I heard it." 591 "I'm sorry. I was over come. I needed to cum so bad." 592 "Ok." I said simply." 593 "I'll try and call later and be home early tomorrow." She hung up the phone. 594 Around 10:30 I checked my email. There was a video from Michelle's phone. 595 She was on her knees and holding Tony's cock and giving it small kisses. 596 "It turns me on you are 19 years old and pimping my 42 year old ass out" Michelle said as she kissed her young pimp's cock. 597 "You just a dumb ho ain't you?" Tony sneered. Michelle moaned. She liked being humiliated. 598 "Yes. I'm just a dumb ho. But I'm your dumb ho baby." Michelle put his cock in her mouth and I could see her tongue running underneath it as her bee stung lips sucked his cock. 599 Tony pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed her mouth to his balls. Michelle started kissing his balls. "I love being your whore. I love it that you pimp my dumb ho ass out to who ever you want. I loved walking down the street today shaking my ass and tits as your whore." 600 Tony stroked her hair. 601 "Those guys want you there every day for blow jobs. It's going to make me some decent money." 602 "Whatever you say Tony. I'm your whore. Pimp my dumb whore ass out." 603 Michelle went to put his cock back in her mouth but Tony pulled it away and stood up. Michelle stood up and shook her ass which was in a tight whore's lycra skirt. One tit was hanging out of her SLUT tube top. Tony bent her over a chair and started fucking her from behind. In a few minutes Michelle started to moan. "I want to cum Tony. Let your ho cum please." 604 Tony concentrated on his stokes and he quickened his pace. Michelle began to squirm underneath the assault. 605 "Please baby. Let your whore cum." 606 "What kind of whore?" Tony asked. 607 "Oh I am a dumb stupid whore baby. I love it when you pimp me." 608 Tony quickened his pace and grabbed her one tit that was hanging free. He pulled at her nipple and Michelle gasped. "I can't hold out much more baby. Let this dumb ho cum. Please baby." 609 Tony ignored her pleas and pushed her down and began plowing her hard from behind. Michelle screamed and moaned and her face was flush and red. "I...uhhh...I can't wait baby. I need to cum now...." 610 "Who you gonna fuck?" Tony asked. 611 "Only the guys you pimp me to" Michelle gasped. 612 Tony pulled back and stopped. Michelle was quivering, bent over a chair, wiggling her ass in the air. Tony pulled her hair back and Michelle turned her face and Tony kissed her hard. Then he put his cock back in her and pushed her head down. He smacked her on her ass hard twice. 613 "I need you to be more of a slut at work."

"OK" Michelle gasped. "Anything. I just need to cum." 614 "Wear sluttier clothes. Flirt more. Shake your tits more."

"Anything you say Tony. You the man I'm just a dumb ho.Please Tony, let me cum." 615 Tony laughed and said "OK Ho, you can cum." 616 Michelle took in a deep breath and then started to shake. "Oh yes, baby, your ho is cumming." 617 Her body quivered for a few moments and then she collapsed and then the video ended. 618 I couldn't help thinking that she sounded so fulfilled sexually with Tony. She loved being his whore. I wondered how long this would continue before something happened at work. 619 https://www.literotica.com/s/michelles-slow-descent The following chapter is what Michelle related to me, well after these events had exploded across our lives. I have written the episode in the third person, reconstructing what was said and what she told me she felt. Michelle's fantasy was about to get more real than she had ever dreamed. 621 Michelle was sitting in her office early on Thursday morning when Tony walked in. She was tired. She had been to the construction site early that morning, serviced three workers who were waiting for her and had an envelope of cash for Tony. Tony walked in and Michelle handed him the cash. He patted her on the head and sat on her desk. He reached down and played with a button on her dress. Michelle had put on a tight black knit dress with buttons over the chest. When she had left for work in the morning she had slipped the dress over a lycra mini skirt and tight tube top. She had sashayed into the construction site with just her whore's outfit on and her work high heels. After the three workers were finished with her she slipped her knit dress over her outfit and came to work. Once in her office she pulled off her whore's clothes and stuffed them into her brief case. 622 "I have good news for you baby," Tony said. 623 Michelle looked up at him and then at his crotch which was eye level. She was sure he would want a morning blow job before leaving. 624 "No more working on the weekends. You're all mine." 625 Michelle was not sure Tony was telling the truth. "You...you spoke with the gang? How...I mean what did you..." Michelle's voice trailed off. She was not sure how she felt although she had to admit the weekends were becoming more work and less fantasy/pleasure then they first had when she lived out her fantasy of being a common whore and stripper in a bar. 626 "Don't you never mind baby girl," Tony purred as he stroked her face. "You're my girl now." 627 "I don't know what to say." Michelle was confused and unsteady. She wasn't sure Tony was telling the truth. 628 "You can start by thanking me," Tony said as he pulled Michelle's hand to his crotch. Michelle knew what to do. She reached to unzip Tony's fly but he surprised her and stood up. "Later baby. I have a few surprises." Then Tony got up and walked out. 629 The rest of the day went by uneventfully although one of the interns she had seduced and fucked when Tony had ordered her to came by and groped her for a few minutes while she tried to work on her computer. She eventually went over and locked her office door and gave him a quick blow job and sent him on his way. He tried to schedule a lunch at a downtown fuck motel but Michelle put him off. She wanted to see what Tony was up to first, although she liked the attention from the 20 year old intern and told him to come back in a few days and she would spend more time with him. 630 There was an office meeting at 3:30. At 3:15 Tony showed up in Michelle's office. Michelle thought he was ready for his blow job. To her surprise Tony came over and started massaging her shoulders. Then he gave her a soft kiss. Then another. Michelle melted in his arms. Tony was an athlete with a basketball scholarship and the fact that he was 19 years old and had managed to take control of her was something she found incredibly sexy. At 42 years old Michelle had still kept her great figure although her 36 breasts were sagging a bit more then she would have liked, she found that most men enjoyed them more then the fake tits that were all the rage. And while working as whore for the gang Michelle had refused all attempts the gang had made to get her to get breast implants and ass implants, she had agreed to get collagen injections in her lips, giving her lips a sensual bee-sting like appearance. 631 Michelle tried to push Tony away. "No time now baby. I have a meeting. But then afterwards...." Michelle seductively rubbed Tony's crotch. She had no idea that Tony was three steps ahead of her. Tony turned Michelle around and nibbled at her ear. Then he kissed her neck. Michelle moaned. Tony's hands rubbed over her breasts and then down by her ass. He slipped his hand under the hem of her dress and squeezed her ass. Michelle found herself drifting away. Tony could fuck her if he wanted. She was helpless to resist and she loved that feeling. Suddenly she felt some pressure and Tony was leaning on her. He had something in his hand and he was inserting it in both her pussy and her ass. It was a small shaped two pronged dildo. Before she knew it Tony had it inserted in her and then he took two steps back and held up a small control. He turned the button and Michelle felt it vibrate in her ass and pussy. 632 "Tony, no...please." She moved her hands to take it out. 633 "Don't even think of taking it out," Tony warned. 634 Michelle quickly moved her hands away not wanting to disobey Tony. 635 "Lets go slut. To the meeting." Michelle stood up and walked to Tony and tried to get him to change his mind. 636 "You can't do this to me. I have a reputation." Michelle was scared. 637 Tony suddenly turned cold."You do what I tell you and you will keep your reputation. You resist me in any manner and I will run this dildo at high speed on and off during the whole meeting. " 638 Tony took Michelle out of the office and watched her walk down the hallway. For fun he gave the remote a quick jolt and saw Michelle jump and then turn around and look at him. A few other lawyers were near her so she didn't say anything. 639 Michelle walked into the conference room and saw her boss and then frowned. Sitting next to him was his son, Derek, back from his first year of law school. Ever since he had been in high school and started coming to work with his father Derek had been hitting on Michelle. Not only did he flirt with her but he often ran his hands over her ass or used his elbow to brush her tits. He would say crude remarks to her when she walked by, and he was incredibly arrogant. Michelle couldn't stand him. 640 Michelle sat down at her chair and opened her file to take notes. The meeting began and then the door opened and Tony and two other interns walked in. Tony took a seat across the room from Michelle where she could see him. 641 Michelle's phone buzzed. Tony had sent her a text message. "Undo the button on your dress." 642 Michelle put her phone down and looked back at her file. Then she felt a jolt in her pussy and ass. Tony was sending her a message. She quickly unbuttoned the top button and the buzzing stopped. 643 Then her phone buzzed again. "Welcome to your new life slut. Start flirting with Derek." 644 Michelle closed her phone quickly and looked down. So this was Tony's plan. Did he have any idea how much she despised Derek? Actually Tony did. He had spoken with Derek a few times and once when Michelle had sauntered by, Derek had told Tony how much he had lusted after Michelle. "She is some hot MILF. And I know if I could ever get the chance I would fuck her so damn hard just to teach her a lesson for ignoring me all these years." 645 Tony had decided that while pimping Michelle out was fun and lucrative as well as something that turned him on, controlling her life was something that interested him a great deal more. 646 Michelle's phone buzzed. "Unbutton a second button and shake your tits at Derek and smile at him. Flirt like the slut you are." 647 Michelle didn't wait for Tony to buzz her dildo, she did as she was told. When she undid the second button she looked up and Derek was already staring at her tits. She shook them slightly and smiled at Derek and licked her lips. 648 Her phone buzzed again. "You will go home and change. You will wear a tight pair of jeans, high heels and a belly shirt that shows off your tits. Derek and I will come by. You will tell your husband you have a date with Derek. Derek will be there and you will flirt with him and pick him up." 649 Michelle typed a message back to Tony. Her heart was pounding and her head was swimming. "WHY? I'd rather be with you." 650 She felt the vibrator begin to buzz and she gasped and squirmed. Tony didn't turn it off. She could see his hand in his pocket. He was smiling at her and she could feel the vibrator going from low to medium intensity. Michelle picked up her phone. She was on the verge of having an orgasm in this meeting. He face was flushed and she was sopping wet between her legs. 651 Michelle tried to concentrate on her phone as she typed her message to Tony. "I will do what you say. Please stop." 652 Tony texted her back. "What are you?" 653 The intensity between her legs increased as Michelle tried to stop her head from swimming. She was having trouble focusing her eyes as she texted back "Your dumb slut." Tony got the message and smiled and turned the vibrator off. 654 Then he sent her one last message. "Your days of being a whore are over. Your days of being my slut have begun. You will tell your husband that you have a date tonight and you will not tell him anything else." 655 Michelle got the message and nodded. Tony got up and left the room. 656 That night when she got home Michelle took a shower and put on her tightest jeans. She then picked out a black vest that left her tanned mid drift bare. She was admiring herself in the mirror when I walked in the room. 657 "I have something to tell you," Michelle said. "I will not be walking the streets or working in a club anymore on the weekends." 658 I was happy about that. "What caused this decision?" I asked. 659 "Tony told me he didn't want me to do that anymore. He worked it out with the gang," she said. Michelle paused a minute and bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes. "But he wants me to date. And he and my date are coming over tonight. I'm going to tell them we're having a trial separation." 660 My heart sank. "Are we....separating?" I asked. 661 "No," Michelle said quickly. "But please, let me play this out till the end with Tony. Then I'm done." She looked at me with pleading eyes and briefly smiled and then walked out of the room. 662 Michelle's phone buzzed with a text from Tony. "Five minutes away. I want to see you really go for Derek. Or else." Michelle's was not pleased. Derek was a jerk. She would do her best but even if and when it came to sex she resolved not to have an orgasm with Derek. 663 The doorbell rang and Michelle sauntered up to the door in her tight jeans and slutty high heels smoking a cigarette and let both men in. I was standing in the kitchen observing the situation. Michelle came in and glanced at me and grabbed two beers and a glass of wine and walked out and handed each guy a beer and then sat next to Derek who had been leering at her ass as she walked. 664 Derek took the beer while his eyes were glued to her chest. This was a dream come true to him. Michelle took a drag of her cigarette and then a sip of wine and ran her tongue over her lips lightly and gave her tits a little shake. "You like?" 665 Derek leered at Michelle. "I like a lot. What's the story with your husband?" 666 Michelle waived her hand dismissively. "Oh him. Don't worry. We've had some problems. We agreed to a trial separation and that I could date." Michelle grabbed Derek's arm and leaned into him, rubbing her left tit against his arm. "I'm glad Tony had the idea of fixing us up." 667 Derek had his arm around Michelle and was rubbing her bare back all the way down to where her jeans were. Despite her best efforts, Michelle had to admit she was getting aroused. 668 Derek was an obnoxious asshole and he made some stupid comments. He was again curious about what her husband thought of her going out dressed like she was. 669 Michelle took another drag of her cigarette. "He really has no say in the matter." She rubbed up against Derek some more. 670 "I never knew you smoked," Derek said. 671 "Does it bother you?" Michelle asked. 672 Derek leered at Michelle and ran his finger down the side of one of her breasts. "No, actually it makes you look sexy. Your lips are so damn sexy." 673 Michelle smiled. "I'm glad you think so. So what are we doing tonight?" 674 "I know a bar I'd like to show you off at. And then from there, who knows?" Derek laughed at his joke. Michelle really didn't like him. He had been a leering jerk to her from the time he got out of high school and started showing up at his father's law firm, and it galled her to have to date him. Now he was going to parade her around in her sexy outfit to all his friends. She wanted a way out. 675 Derek finished his beer and went to use the bathroom. Michelle ran over to Tony who had been sitting on a chair opposite the two of them enjoying Michelle's discomfort. 676 "Baby, please. I hate him. Lets you and I go out. I'll buy you dinner and then you can take me home and have me all night. Anything but this." 677 Tony smirked. "You really are such a dumb whore. I know what you want. And what I want is to make you into a cheating slut. You will date who I tell you to date. You will fuck who I tell you to fuck. Your excuse to your husband before was that being a whore was a fantasy. Well my fantasy is to take a whore and make her into a semi respectable cheating slut. And your first assignment is to start a relationship with Derek. Don't just flirt with him. Pick him up. Make out with him in public and then take him back to your little slut hotel room and let him have his way with you." 678 Michelle was stunned. Tony had taken control of her life and moved it into an entirely different direction. It was natural to Michelle that he would want to fuck her and pimp her out. She expected that from every man she fucked. But what Tony was saying he was going to do was unexpected and very unsettling. He was reaching deep into her life and manipulating every aspect of it. From her marriage to her wardrobe to who she dated. 679 Michelle made one more effort to have Tony change his mind. She shook her tits at Tony as she had learned how to do when she was a whore. "You don't want a night sucking on these babies?" she cooed as she reached for Tony. 680 Tony was smiling but he was cold. "Bitch I can have that whenever I want. This is so much more entertaining.You will date Derek for the next two weeks and during that time, as he is fucking you as much as he wants I want you to meet a friend of his and fuck him behind Derek's back." 681 Michelle couldn't believe what Tony was doing. In one move Tony had turned her into a cheating slut on her husband and then was ordering her to cheat on her boyfriend. Before she could say anything Derek walked back into the room dangling his car keys. 682 Michelle got up and walked over to Derek who slid an arm around her and grabbed some of her ass. It was something he had always wanted to do. As they walked to the door he reached out and high-fived Tony. "Thanks bro. I owe you." 683 Derek had a new Corvette convertible that his father had bought him. Michelle hopped in and they drove to the bar as Derek made some lewd suggestions about whether her head could fit between his crotch and the steering wheel. Michelle knew she would end up blowing him that night, but she didn't want to do it while he was driving. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction. 684 Michelle could feel every eye in the bar on her as she walked in. Tony was there and she was not surprised about that. He was watching from the other end of the bar. Michelle realized she was getting wet. Tony was forcing her to humiliate herself in public in way that exceeded being a whore and walking down the street shaking her ass and tits at cars. Tony had found one arrogant guy she despised and now he was making her pretend to be in to him. She was angry and humiliated and turned on all at the same time. 685 Michelle forced a smile and rubbed up against Derek. Some music started and they went out to the small dance floor in the bar. Michelle danced a bit and shook her tits and then smiled as she moved close to Derek and put her arms around him. Derek immediately slid one hand down to her ass as they swayed together. They danced a bit and when things slowed down Michelle moved even closer to Derek and he nuzzled her ear and neck and soon they started making out in public, just as Tony had ordered her too. 686 
 687 "You know I have dreamed of this for years," Derek whispered into her ear as he squeezed her ass with one hand and massaged her left tit with his other hand. 688 Michelle had both of her arms wrapped around his neck and she made herself kiss Derek again. "Well tonight's your lucky night. I have a hotel room. You game?" Michelle slid her hand down between the two of them where Derek had been grinding his crotch into hers and she squeezed his cock through his jeans. 689 Derek kissed Michelle's bee stung lips again. "Your lips are so sensuous. I have stared at your tits and ass for years but your lips seem bigger and more sexy then I remember." Derek had pulled part of her top down and her left tit was now in his hand. Michelle couldn't break their embrace without exposing herself. 690 "I got my lips done with collagen." She wiggled her ass as he squeezed it. "If you like kissing them...." Michelle swallowed hard. She really thought he was an arrogant spoiled jerk. "Imagine them wrapped around your cock. Now put my tit back in my top and lets get to my hotel room." 691 On the way over to the hotel Derek drove and did his best to get Michelle to blow him as he drove. She resisted. There was just something about sucking his cock as he drove that she didn't want to do. When they got to the hotel room however, it was different. Derek sat on the bed and pulled Michelle on to his lap and they made out Derek was taking his time with the sexy MILF. He wanted to enjoy all of her and he was doing it slowly. Michelle had thought that Derek would move quickly to wanting a blow job and then a fuck but she was surprised at his patience. And despite her strong desire to not get turned on she found herself getting aroused. Derek was kissing her and lightly tracing her nipples through the material of her top and Michelle's nipples stiffened. Before she realized it she was rubbing his cock through his pants. 692 "You're horny aren't you?" Derek asked. 693 "Hmmm hmmm," Michelle purred in his ear. 694 Derek open Michelle's vest and pulled her towards his crotch. Michelle smiled and stretched out and prepared to suck his cock. Derek ran his hand inside the back of her jeans and realized she wasn't wearing any panties. Before Michelle knew it Derek had her pants pulled down her legs and her ass were sticking up in the air as she laid across his lap. 695 Michelle was not comfortable with the situation and she struggled to move but Derek held her in her place. "Hold on baby, I have a surprise for you." He reached behind her into a small gym bag he had brought with him. 696 Michelle began to struggle. "No Derek let me down." Derek brought the ping pong paddle down hard on her naked ass. 697 Michelle cursed. "Shit Derek. What the fuck? Stop that. It hurts. Let me down." 698 Derek was holding her tight and as she struggled her tits which were hanging flopped back and forth. Derek brought the paddle down on her other ass cheek and the noise sounded to Michelle as if a firecracker had gone off as she felt her ass cheek immediately turn red. She was angry. "Damn it Derek. That's enough. Stop." 699 Derek smacked her ass again. "You are a bad girl and need to be punished." Michelle squirmed and was frustrated she couldn't move. The pain in her ass was bad and she suppressed a sob. 700 She felt Derek move again to hit her ass. "Please no Derek" she whined. Derek hit her again but not as hard. 701 "You're changing your tune bad girl aren't you?" 702 Michelle was angry, in pain, and humiliated. Of all the people in the world to punish her she really didn't want Derek to do it. And yet the humiliation was stimulating. She felt herself get wet which made her angry. She struggled again and Derek smacked her ass again with the paddle and Michelle wailed. "Ow!! Please stop." She started to cry and tears ran down her face. She didn't want Derek to see her cry. She felt so helpless with her ass, bright red, sticking up in the air. She hated the fact that Derek could smack her ass whenever he wanted and she couldn't stop him. 703 Chapter 1.2 "You were a cock tease to me all those years and now this is your punishment." 705 Derek went to hit her ass again. "No Please!" Michelle shouted and Derek stopped, holding the paddle near her ass. 706 Derek waited. He lightly tapped the paddle on her ass. 707 Michelle sniffled and tried to stop her tears. "You're hurting me." 708 "Not what I wanted to hear baby" and he smacked her ass again. Michelle wailed as she felt herself go wet. She was so ashamed. She wiggled her ass to try and alleviate the pain as Derek laughed. 709 "I'm sorry Derek. I'm sorry...." Michelle paused and sniffled and Derek held the paddle near her ass. He tapped her ass gently and she jumped, fearful he would spank her again. 710 "I'm sorry I was such a cock tease. I'm sorry. I was bad." Michelle sniffled. 711 "Go on" said Derek. 712 Michelle took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I didn't let you fuck me before. But I'm here now." 713 Derek let Michelle wiggle off his lap. She stood up facing him. Her tits hanging out. Her ass bright red. Derek pulled Michelle to sit on his lap. She was so humiliated. He didn't deserve an apology. For years he had harassed her and grabbed her ass and tits, even when he was interning in his father's office just after he graduated high school. He was an arrogant jerk and it shamed her to have to apologize. As she sat on her lap she let Derek wipe her tears away. Now it bothered her that he was being nice to her. She was angry and confused and started to cry. Derek kissed her softly and to her amazement she was kissing him back. 714 "It's OK now baby. You were a bad girl and needed to be punished." 715 "I was bad" Michelle whimpered as she lightly kissed Derek. 716 "But now it's time for some pleasure," Derek said. Michelle allowed him to lay her down on the bed. Derek lay next to her and began lightly kissing her tanned stomach. Michelle moaned as Derek lowered her kisses down to her waist line. She clenched her fists on the bed sheets. This was something her Husband never did and she knew that he would be able to make her orgasm. She had promised herself that she would not orgasm with Derek but he had surprised her with the punishment which, she hated to admit to herself, had made her wet. 717 Derek was between her legs, nibbling on her inner thighs and teasing her with his tongue and Michelle was moaning uncontrollably. He ran his tongue lightly over her pussy and she exploded, clenching her thighs and gripping the bed and shaking and bucking her ass high in the air. 718 Derek surprised her by increasing his assault on her pussy with his tongue. No matter how much Michelle bucked and squirmed and moaned Derek kept pushing deeper with her tongue. Finally Michelle exploded a second time and she screamed. Derek looked up from between her thighs and smiled. Then he moved himself up and Michelle reached around him and pulled him to her. 719 "Oh fuck me. Oh just fuck me please." 720 She opened her legs and in a moment Derek was between them and he was inside her. He kissed her and she greedily sucked his tongue into her mouth and he matched her rhythm. Michelle and Derek kept the rhythm going for several minutes and Michelle felt another large orgasm building when Derek pulled out and flipped her over. With her ass in the air Michelle waited as Derek mounted her. She was as wet as she had ever been and she was desperate for another orgasm. She knew she would hate herself in the morning but now she needed to be fucked. 721 Derek began fucking her from behind and immediately Michelle could sense his rhythm and movement was different. It as harder and more intense. He was less concerned with her pleasure as he reached around with both hands and roughly grabbed her tits. Michelle winced as Derek squeezed her tits hard as he plunged in and out of her. 722 "Easy baby. Don't be too rough," Michelle gasped. Then she gasped louder as Derek smacked her ass hard. "Pleasure time is over. Time for more punishment. This is a revenge fuck. I am fucking you hard to get revenge for the way you treated me and ignored me in the past." 723 Michelle's head began to swim. She was being revenged fucked! The thought made her nipples stiffen and she began to moan. "Oh Derek I was bad. I am sorry. I am just a slut and now you have me. Please baby. Be nice. I'm your girlfriend now." 724 Derek laughed. "I have a girlfriend. You're a fuck. A fuck buddy. That's all." 725 Derek kept fucking her. He had waited years for this and he wanted to enjoy every moment. He was fucking the hottest MILF he had ever seen. She was all his. Her tits were swaying to the rhythm of his strokes fucking her. He ass- red from his abuse- was raised in the air as she arched her back to meet his cock which was plunging deep inside her. He had waited so long for this moment and he was determined to enjoy it as much as he could. Derek pulled her hair and Michelle moaned and her head reared back as she felt herself lose control. 726 "Oh yes. I'm just a fuck buddy. Fuck me whenever you want." Michelle began to cum again and this time Derek let loose and came hard inside her. Together the both of them collapsed on the bed and Michelle felt Derek nuzzle her neck. She recoiled. He was an arrogant jerk and he had been treating her badly. She had no reason to apologize to him. And yet he had broken her and that turned her on. 727 Derek laid back on the bed and pulled Michelle close to him. He kissed her. As much as it bothered her she kissed him back and then put her head on his chest and sighed. She had never had such intense orgasms as she had after he had punished her by spanking her and as he was revenge fucking her. She was spent and satisfied and she drifted off to sleep. Twice in the next few hours Derek had awakened her for sex. Once he had fucked her as she let him between her legs and felt like she was in a dream state. A few hours later she was more awake and readily went between his legs and gave him a slow sexy blow job, stopping every few minutes to put small kisses on his cock. She was submitting fully to Derek and that turned her on. 728 As morning came Derek took her once more in bed and then once in the shower as he mounted her from behind. As they were dressing Michelle had on her jeans and her shoes but Derek was twirling her vest. 729 "Come on Derek I need my top." Derek kept the top out of reach. 730 "You know I always keep a trophy when I fuck a girl. And I think this top is my trophy." 731 Michelle sighed. Then she grabbed for her top but Derek was too quick and he laughed at her as her tits bounced uncontrollably. 732 "The room is on the first floor. You can dash out to your car. I want the top." 733 Michelle put her hands on her hips. Derek admired the Milf he had just used all night. She looked so sexy in her jeans and high heels and her tits swinging free. That's how he wanted to send her home to her husband. 734 Derek spun the top at Michelle and then stood up. "I will be calling soon baby. See ya." And then he walked out the door laughing. 735 Michelle cursed and went to her purse. She pulled out a cigarette and her car keys and wrapped a towel around her chest. She started to smoke and went outside to find her car. She had looked around and no one was in the parking lot. It was still too early. As she was walking quickly in her high heels Michelle suddenly realized she had driven with Derek to the motel. Her car was back at the bar. Damn she thought and then a car pulled up next to her. Two large black guys got out. They couldn't have been more than 19 years old. 736 "Look what we got here," one teen said to the other. 737 Michelle took a deep breath. Tony had taken her off the streets but that didn't mean she didn't know how to be a whore. Michelle blew smoke at the teens and she started to walk her whore walk, shaking her ass and her tits. She let her towel drop to the ground. 738 "Hey boys. This ho needs a shirt " She walked up to the larger one and shook her tits at him and ran her hand over his tank top. "Can I have your shirt baby?" Michelle cooed. The guy reached out and stroked her tit. "It's gonna cost you." 739 Michelle smiled. "I don't have much money but I have a room." 740 "Lets go" the other guy said. Michelle smiled and turned around and began to stroll back to her room. She was shaking her ass and her tits were swaying as she walked. She had just spent the night as a slut to an arrogant jerk who had doled out punishment and pleasure and made her cry. It was unfamiliar to her and she was shaken by it. 741 But this. Being a whore. Picking up a few guys for a fuck in a hotel room. This she knew how to do. Michelle paused at the door and finished her cigarette. "Here's the deal guys. I get your shirt. You each get me for a ten minute fuck and then you give me a ride back to my car." 742 The larger guy nodded but the smaller one said "no deal." Michelle was surprised. "20 minutes each and you suck my dick in the back of the car as we ride back," the smaller guy said. 743 Michelle was ready to cut the deal but the guy continued. "And, since you a ho, we get to peddle your ass to two of our friends for money. You do them. We get the money and you get to your car ho. Ok?" 744 Michelle smiled to herself. She might be in unfamiliar territory with Tony and Derek, but being a slut and a whore and being pimped out was something she knew very well. It felt good to be back to something familiar. Michelle smiled as she turned and in her best whore stroll she shook her ass and tits and walked into the hotel room. 745 Michelle woke up feeling hazy. She was laying in the arms of a large black man. They were both naked and he had an arm across her chest and he was cupping her breast. She tried to focus. The two guys who had taken her back to her hotel room promising to give her a ride to her car after she took care of them had obviously lied. Once in the room they had given her a cigarette that was obviously spiked. She vaguely remembered feeling like they had drugged her as she became woozy. She knew that they had been making phone calls and that after each of them had had her there was a steady stream of men she had serviced throughout the rest of the day. At some point she had felt herself regain her senses and she had asked for her phone. Instead they had given her some juice to drink and it had set her body on fire. She became passionate and crazed for sex. She had heard them laughing about the white Ho on X but she was powerless to do anything about it. She wanted to make out with and fuck every guy they had sold her pussy to. Eventually she had passed out again and now she was waking up with this stranger and a headache. 746 Michelle started to climb out of the bed when the hand clamped down on her tit and pulled her back. 747 "Where do you think you're going honey?" asked the guy. Michelle allowed herself to be pulled back on to his chest. 748 "I need to use the bathroom." 749 The man put Michelle's hand down to his groin. "First take care of your man." 750 Michelle wrapped her hand around a large cock and felt it stiffen. 751 She sat up and looked down at his cock and then she looked at his face. 752 Suddenly a chill went through her. The man laughed as Michelle's eyes widened. 753 It was one of the janitor's from her law firm. His name was James. He was about 27 years old and Michelle recalled that one of the interns had told her that he was working as part of a project to rehabilitate recently released prison inmates. 754 "Well well well look who we have here" laughed James as he pushed her head down towards his cock. 755 Michelle allowed herself to be pushed down and began to slowly lick James' cock. Then she looked up at him. "What day is it?" 756 "Tuesday." 757 Michelle moaned. "I have to get to work." 758 James wrapped his hands in Michelle's blond hair. "You are at work bitch. Now take care of your man." 759 Michelle began to suck James cock. She figured she would get him to come quickly and then get out of the room and call her husband. She hadn't yet figured out how she would deal with the fact another person at work had discovered her. 760 James played with her tits as he laid back and let the 42 year old attorney suck his cock. "Yeah. I was cleaning your office last week Ho. And look how times have changed. I am a lucky man. High class attorney now some cheap ass whore sucking cock for a living" 761 Michelle didn't say anything. She didn't want to admit who she was. She was hopeful she could bluff her way out of it. 762 "The balls bitch. Suck em." Michelle did as she was told. 763 "Now kiss it. Tell it you love it." 764 Michelle began kissing the janitor's cock and repeating the words James had ordered her to repeat. "I love this cock. It's so big and hard. I love it." 765 "Now look at me with those whore eyes as you suck me off" James ordered. 766 Michelle looked up and tried her best to look subservient to James as she wrapped her bee sting collagen enhanced lips around the tip of his cock and slid her lips up and down his cock. She cupped his balls as she felt him moisten and then closed her eyes as he pulled out at the last minute and shot his load all over her face. 767 Michelle got up and started to go to the bathroom but James grabbed her. 768 "Where you going ho?" 769 "The bathroom." 770 "Ask your man permission." 771 Michelle didn't like the way James used the term "your man". She had learned from her time being pimped out by the gang and then Tony that the term signified a whore's submission to her pimp and she certainly did not want that to happen with James. But for the moment she was desperate to use the bathroom and clean up. 772 "Can I go to the bathroom?" 773 "What's that all over your face ho?" 774 "Your cum." 775 "Whose cum?" James raised his voice in a threatening manner. 776 Michelle lowered her eyes. 777 "My man's cum." 778 James softened his voice. "Go get cleaned up baby girl. We have work to do." 779 Michelle shuffled off to the bathroom wondering just what James thought he was going to do. 780 When she came back James was dressed and was looking at her cell phone. 781 Michelle reached for it but James pushed her away. 782 "Man, I'm looking through your emails. You been one busy slut. These videos are great." 783 "Gimme my phone James." 784 James put down the phone and stared at Michelle. "Don't you ever tell me what to do." 785 Michelle was wearing her jeans. She was looking for the tank top she had given a blow job for. She reached for her phone. 786 James slapped her hard. Michelle was more surprised than hurt although the slap stung and brought tears to her eyes. 787 The phone remained on the table. James stared at Michelle daring her to reach for the phone. Michelle put out her hand again. James slapped her even harder causing her to fall. Michelle started to cry as James stood over her. He took a boot he was wearing and pushed it in her face. 788 "My Ho needs to learn some manners. Shine my boot with your tongue ho." 789 Michelle looked up at James. "Please. I need to get to work. I won't tell anyone." 790 James remained impassive. "Don't make me ask twice bitch." 791 "James. I have money I can give you if you'll..." Michelle didn't get to finish the sentence. James grabbed her hair and dragged her across the room. Michelle tried to get up but stumbled and fell, knocking over a chair. "Get up," James ordered and Michelle staggered to her feet. James slapped her even harder, knocking her back to the ground. Michelle tasted blood in her mouth. When she opened her eyes and focused, there was James' brown boot. 792 "Shine my boot Ho." 793 Michelle was crying. She knew she was in real trouble. WIth all the things she did on the street and in the club for the gang, it was always understood she was there voluntarily. Sure they called her names and ordered her around, but they realized deep down she was living a fantasy and they were happy to make money and let her shake her ass on their turf. But she always showed up voluntarily and could leave when she wanted, although they hassled her about it. 794 This was different. No one had ever struck her before. 795 Michelle lifted up her head and looked at James. James grabbed her hair. Michelle moved her hand up and slowly took James hand out of her hair. Then she hung her head and stuck out her tongue and slowly licked his boot. James watched her. Michelle licked it three more times before James lifted the sole. Michelle put out her tongue and licked the bottom of his boot once and then went to do it again as James walked away. 796 "Get up Ho. We got to get to work." 797 Michelle got up and walked to the bathroom and washed her face. Then she came out. 798 "We going to walk to club Diamonds. It's bout twenty blocks from here. You gonna shake your ass and tits and make me some money bitch. When we get to the club you gonna work the rest of the day and tonight until you made me enough money. Then we gonna walk back to my crib and you gonna shake your ass and tits all the way back. Then you gonna clean my crib, make me some dinner and then take care of me. Got it?" 799 Michelle nodded. Then she looked up. "If you want money I make more as a lawyer. I can go to my bank..." James slapped Michelle again and she tumbled over backwards and crashed to the floor." 800 "When I give you orders the only thing I want from your dumb ho ass is to nod your dumb cunt head. Got it?" James was shouting at her. 801 Michelle stood up crying. She nodded her head. 802 "What are you?" 803 Michelle sniffled. "A dumb ho." 804 "You gonna speak back to your man?" 805 Michelle shook her head no. 806 "Come here." 807 Michelle walked over to James and he kissed her. "You my baby girl. I need to teach you how to respect and treat your man. Once you learn, you gonna be fine. It's not like before when you were a lawyer and I cleaned your office. Now your my ho." 808 Michelle nodded and let James kiss her again. She was ashamed and confused and scared. She needed to get away from James but he had her phone and wallet and car keys. She was trapped. 809 They walked down the street towards the club. James stayed ten or twelve feet behind Michelle so she could walk and shake her ass and pick up guys while James watched. 810 They walked past a group of men hanging outside of a bodega drinking beer. Michelle heard James tell her to stop so she did. One of the guys got up and high fived James. 811 "What you got here my man?" he said looking Michelle up and down and leering. 812 "Your boy back in the game with one fine bitch" said James proudly. "This ho used to work as a lawyer at that shit place I was cleaning up at. But now she mine and I'm back in the game. You want a taste?" 813 The guy looked at Michelle and reached out and rubbed her tit. "How much?" 814 "20 for a blow job, 50 for a fuck." The guy nodded. "How about ten for a quick one?" James nodded to Michelle and she and the guy walked around the corner to an alley and Michelle dropped to her knees and quickly sucked him off. 815 She got up, adjusted her top and walked back to James and handed him the money. James petted her head. "That's the first money my baby girl gave her man. Won't be the last though." James laughed and smacked her ass and they walked off towards the club. 816 Twice more Michelle was stopped and James negotiated a quick deal for her and both times Michelle did as she was told. 817 When they got to the club Michelle could feel everyone looking at her as she walked in. She was the only white woman in the place. She stood quietly and smoked a cigarette James had given her- he had even taken charge of when she could smoke- while James talked with the club owner. Twice strippers had walked by and called her names under their breath. They didn't want her working at the club and taking business from them. 818 James and the club owner walked over and James introduced Michelle to JJ, who was actually about the age of James and the son of the man who owned the club. 819 "Here's the deal. It's five dollars a lap dance during the day, price goes up to ten after 7pm. Club gets twenty dollars an hour from you plus half your dances. When the customers want more, you take them in the back. Club gets half of that plus you need to negotiate payment with Big John who runs the back room. Got it?" 820 Chapter 1.3 Michelle nodded. She looked at James. James let out a low whistle. "20 an hour. That's high. Come on ho, negotiate a little. You a lawyer." 822 Michelle looked at JJ. "Can you lower that a bit?" 823 JJ laughed. "Or what? What you gonna do bitch? Your man told you to work this club and make him money. You got no choice. Unless..." 824 Michelle already knew what he wanted. She shook her tits a bit and walked up to JJ. "I can offer you some of these." 825 JJ reached inside and pulled out her tit. "No bad for a MILF. But I can get all the tit I want." 826 "Whatch you want baby?" Michelle said, trying to talk like the black strippers did. "You want some white pussy?" 827 "Now you're talking," said JJ. "OK. When you ready for a break in a few hours, let me know and I'll take you in the back and we'll see how much you can make me lower the hourly rate. Man that pussy better be sweet." 828 Michelle shook her ass. "It is baby. You'll love tapping this ho's ass." Then she walked away sashaying her ass as she went, knowing JJ was already dreaming about fucking her. 829 Michelle came back and told James. "I need some club clothes." She was still wearing her jeans and a vest. 830 "Shit," said James. "I should strip your dumb ho ass naked and make you work like that." James looked at JJ. "What kind of dumb ass white ho comes to work without her work clothes?" Both men laughed. 831 JJ pointed to a door in the back. "Go back there. It's the locker room. See what you can find." Michelle started to walk off and James smacked her ass. "Fast bitch. You on the clock. Twenty an hour." 832 Michelle moved quickly to the back room. She used to charge $295.00 an hour as an attorney. Now she was hustling five dollar lap dances for a violent pimp who beat her. She started to cry. It had all gone horribly wrong. She wanted her life back. It was Tuesday. On Tuesdays she had a yoga class she liked after work and then she and her husband usually met for a nice dinner out. Now she was stuck with James in some trashy ghetto club and she didn't want to be there. He whored her ass out on the way to the club and she was sure he would do the same on the way back. 833 There were three dancers in the small dressing room. One ignored her and one called her a slut as she walked in. 834 "I need some clothes, " Michelle said as she tried to stop her tears. 835 "And I need your whore ass out of my job, bitch," one dancer sneered at her. 836 Michelle looked down and saw some clothes in the corner. She picked up a few when one of the dancers came over and slapped her. "That shit ain't yours bitch. Who raised you? You want to borrow something, you ask." 837 The slap stung. Michelle had been hit more today than she had been the rest of her life. She looked at the ground and fought to hold back her tears. "I'm sorry. May I please borrow some clothes?" 838 "I'll sell you some bitch," the dancer said. 839 "I...I don't have any money," Michelle said. She felt like crying. She had nothing. What little she had James had. She was dependent upon him for anything and everything. 840 The dancer held out a small skirt and a torn and dirty bra. "You take this and give me 20 when you make it before you leave today. Plus a dance" 841 All of a sudden $20.00 dollars seemed like so much money to a woman who used to tip that much without thinking. But Michelle realized she had no choice. 842 "You want me to dance? For you?" Michelle was not sure what the dancer was up to. 843 "Yeah, ho. I could use me a dance." The stripper sat down and Michelle walked over. She began to try and sway her body to the music. She took off her top and her large breasts swayed as the stripper reached up an plucked a red, swollen nipple. 844 Michelle winced but continued dancing as the stripper played with her tit. The music stopped and Michelle stood up. 845 "Where you going ho? You ain't stripped for me. If you want your clothes, keep going." 846 Another song came on and Michelle danced for a moment and then stopped and took off her high heels and then her pants. Then she started to dance again naked except for her high heels as the the stripper smiled and pulled her close and the other dancers in the small back room watched. 847 Michelle straddled the stripper and closed her eyes as the dancer put hands on each of her breasts. Michelle allowed the stripper to put one of her breasts in her mouth. The stripper sucked at the nipple and then flicked it a few times with her tongue causing Michelle to gasp. 848 "You like that baby?" the stripper cooed. Michelle nodded. The stripper pulled Michelle close and gave her a soft kiss and then another. Michelle kept her mouth closed as the black woman tried to pry it open with her tongue. 849 "Come on baby. Give me some of your sweet white mouth." 850 The stripper kissed Michelle on her neck and then softly bit her ear and Michelle moaned. She could feel herself get wet. The stripper went back and kissed her again and Michelle allowed herself to be taken. The stripper invaded Michelle's mouth with her tongue. One hand lightly tickled one of Michelle's tits as her other hand began to rub between Michelle's thighs. 851 Michelle moaned and the stripper increased her pressure between Michelle's legs. Michelle briefly wondered what the dancers would say if they saw her have an orgasm, but then she stopped caring. 852 The orgasm came a few seconds later and it came in waves. Michelle kissed the dancer passionately and opened her legs a bit allowing the dancer's hand free access to her. 853 Michelle collapsed and the stripper was petting her head and cooing in her ear. "You my baby. You watch me and I'll take care of you. Just give me some pussy now and then." 854 Michelle struggled off the stripper and bent down and picked up her dirty stripper skirt and the torn bra. She put them on as the other girls watched silently. Then she gathered up her other clothes and started to walk out. 855 She stopped for a moment and looked back. "Thank you for the clothes. I'll pay you before my shift ends tonight." Then she tottered out of the back room on impossibly high heels with a skirt way to short to cover her ass. She was wobbly on her heels and lightheaded from her orgasm. She looked around the club and saw James siting by the bar. She guessed he would sit there for her entire shift. She was his whore as long as he didn't let her out of his sight. She guessed she was going to be working at the club and getting pimped out by James for a while. 856 James looked at her up and down. "You got to be kidding me. That the best you can do?" 857 Michelle nodded miserably. She had a closet full of clothes at home. But then she realized home was not home anymore for her and it was all her fault. She had wanted to play at being a whore and ended up trapped and pimped out against her will. Her job was gone, her husband wouldn't forgive her for this. All seemed lost. 858 James lightly tapped Michelle on the face. "Answer me ho." 859 "Yes this was the best I could do. And I had to promise to pay $20 dollars." Michelle unconsciously pulled at the dirty short skirt that showed her pussy in almost any position she was in. 860 "Sheeet," James laughed. "Them hos in the back done took advantage of your dumb ass. I thought you was a good lawyer. I guess you ain't is you?" 861 Michelle hung her head. "I'm just your dumb ho. But I will get better." 862 James took Michelle's clothes and stuffed them under the stool he was sitting on. 863 "Ok bitch. Go make me some money. You got a lot of bills all of the sudden. Ten dollars for the club every hour, 20 for clothes, and you ain't made me shit yet." 864 Michelle walked off in her high heels and started strolling around the mostly empty club. It wasn't long before she was sitting on some guy's lap and swaying to the music as she allowed him to paw her body for five dollars that she would not be even allowed to keep. 865 She wondered how things could get any worse. 866 https://www.literotica.com/s/barbara-gets-a-job-at-a-strip-club Things were bad for Barbara Blaine. Her husband Hal had been indicted by the feds a month ago for stock fraud. What funds the couple had access to was used to hire a lawyer who was unable to get Hal out on bond. Then the feds froze the couple's remaining assets when Hal refused to cooperate with them. With no money coming in, no way to pay bills, and both of her children in college with financial needs of their own, Barbara was desperate. 868 The mortgage was due in two weeks and that was Barbara's first concern. After she met with her husband at the downtown federal detention center, she drove over to the area by the airport and into the parking lot of the Mint Lounge, a local strip club. Hal had helped finance the purchase of the club for a buddy, and he assured her that Skip, the owner, would help. 869 Skip was sympathetic to Barbara's problems. "I can loan you a thousand dollars, but that will go quick. And then what?" Barbara knew he was right. 870 "I can give you a job as a hostess. If you work it right you can make upwards of five hundred to a thousand a night." Barbara sat back and thought about the offer for a moment. 871 "What exactly do I have to do?" 872 Skip leaned forward eyeing Barbara. "How old are you?" 873 "Forty four," she said. 874 Skip nodded. "You need to wear a revealing dress, High heels, makeup, do up your hair nice. You look to be in great shape, so no problem there. Men will come into the club. You show them to a table, make sure the girls they express an interest in come over, and make sure the waitresses take their drink orders. Some of the men will want to reserve a champagne room. You make sure they know to do it through you and you take the cash or the credit card. You do it, not the dancer. That is important. As for pay, well you get two points on money from your tables plus the girls you set up for dances tip you a dollar as well per dance. I can give you ten tables to start. Some tables spend a few hundred on drinks alone, and we've had guys use their Amex Black to drop ten grand in champagne room charges and girls. You get them to spend, you make money." 875 Barbara nodded. "Let me try it for a few nights. I can't commit beyond that. Lets see how i do." 876 Skip chuckled. "No worries there. If you can't sell, I can't carry you." He reached into his pocket. "Can I give you an advance on your work money?" 877 Barbara declined. She didn't want to get any further in debt. She did however agree to start work that night. 7:00 pm till closing at 4:00 am. 878 Barbara went home and took a nap. At 44 she had rigorously worked out and kept in shape. She had a nice body with a large set of 36 natural breasts that never failed to turn men's eyes and auburn-reddish hair that she wore long below her shoulders. She was 5'9 and her spin class had kept her legs and butt in shape although she often had to wear a sports bra and a regular bra to keep her tits from swaying as she rode her spin bike. 879 Barbara got up at 5:00 PM, had a quick bite to eat but found that she was nervous and did not have much appetite. She put on a black cocktail dress and a pair of black high heels along with stockings. She didn't put on a bra. She put a pair of jeans and a t-shirt in a gym bag so that she could change before she went home, and at the last minute for reasons she wasn't really sure about, she threw a tiny black leather skirt and matching black leather vest into her bag. The vest was laced up the front and was the sexiest top she owned. She and Hal sometimes rode Hal's motorcycle and she pretended to be his "old lady" and dressed the part as they drove out of town on weekends and stopped to have lunch at a bar where neither of them were known. 880 Before she left for work she removed all of her jewelry, including her wedding ring. She reminded herself she was doing this to avoid having to pawn her ring. Plus, Hal had suggested she go there, he must have known she would be asked to work doing something in the strip club. 881 Barbara arrived at 6:30 and Skip approved of her short cocktail dress and high heels. He quickly introduced her to the wait staff and a team of bouncers who Skip instructed her to call for immediately if there were any problems with customers. At least one bouncer, who was a large ex-college football player more than 20 years younger than her, flirted with her and made suggestions about them getting together after work. 882 The first night went well, and Barbara made over $800.00 dollars. She was thrilled, and even more happy when the rest of the employees complained that it was a slow night. A couple of the customers had flirted with her, and at least two had run their hands over her ass as she came by the table to check on them and make sure they were having a good time. Considering what she had seen the dancers allow at the tables and in the back during lap dances, she realized she had little to complain about. A few gropes were well worth eight hundred bucks in her opinion. 883 The next night Barbara came back to the club wearing a mini skirt and tight lycra blouse, again with no bra. She was worried she had gone a bit over board until she saw the other hostess wearing a short skirt and blouse tied off at the waist. "The more skin the better" Skip had said to her, and Barbara nodded enthusiastically. 884 It was about 11:30 at night and the club was hopping. In fact it was so busy that Tommy, the assistant manager, had told her that he might need her to fill in for some dances, as the club was jammed and a few dancers had called in unexpectedly sick. 885 "I...I can't dance. I didn't agree to that," Barbara stammered. 886 Tommy pulled her aside and Barbara could see he was angry. "Listen lady. I don't know you. Skip hired you. We all work our ass off here. If we are short dancers and you can make money dancing, you damn well better dance you ass off, as we all depend on each other to make money. Go in the back, get some stripper clothes and get back out here. I got guys who will pay for a MILF." 887 Barbara walked away in a daze. She went into the back to her gym bag and put on her mini leather skirt and laced up her black vest. Even fully laced, the vest showed off her ample breasts. She pulled out the leather laces tying the vest and realized she could get in and out of the vest quickly. Then, strutting on her high heels, she walked out into the club, excessively wiggling her ass in the short skirt, as she had seen the other dancers do. 888 Tommy directed her over to a table and she was immediately asked to do a lap dance for $20.00 dollars. She gyrated before the middle age business man for a few seconds while she slipped off her skirt and then undid her top. Then she crawled on the man's lap and wiggled a bit while facing him, her large breasts swaying back and forth before she turned around and sat on his lap reverse cowgirl and bounced up and down. Her first dance was not great and the man paid his money but waived her away. He was clearly looking for girls much younger than her. 889 For the next hour Barbara walked though the club and every few minutes she was waived over to a table by one of the bouncers who had now taken over her hosting job while she was dancing. A few of the younger guys used their hands a bit more and one guy about twenty took Barbara to the back room where he paid $125.00 for four dances. Barbara had to to tip one of the bouncers $20 dollars for the cubicle, and then she settled down on the guy's lap, wiggling and trying to move to the music as the guy massaged her breasts and whispered in her ear how much older women turned him on. 890 He was heavily muscled and he told her he played football for the local college. Barbara ran her hands over his chest and she was impressed how muscular he was. She turned and gyrated and her large breasts swayed back and forth to the delight of her customer. 891 "Baby girl I want your number." 892 Barbara smiled and shook her head. 893 The guy pulled her close and nuzzled her neck and ear as he cupped her breast. "I can make you in two or three hours what you make here in a night." 894 Barbara pulled back. "How?" she asked. 895 The guy laughed and squeezed her ample breast. "You really have no idea about the world do you? How long you been dancing baby? 896 Barbara was uncomfortable with his question so she just wiggled and pushed her other tit in his face. The guy greedily sucked on her tit and she realized she was getting turned on. Here she was, a month ago a respectable urban soccer mom, now dancing as a stripper to pay her bills. She was a slut she thought to herself, and then another thought flashed through her mind: even all those years she was faithful to her husband, hadn't she always fantasized about being a slut? Didn't she like dressing a bit sexy and seeing men react? Hadn't she at times shaken her breasts or undid an extra button on her shirt to get a salesman to lower the price or give her a good delivery date? She came to the conclusion that what she was doing now was just something she had always wanted to do, although she wished she didn't have to do it. 897 Barbara pulled her tit out of the guy's mouth and he pulled her close to him, one hand squeezing her ass. "Baby girl, I would take you to my favorite motel and give you two hours of pleasure like you've never had. I would pay you a couple of hundred. Then I would line up a dozen of my friends or teammates who love MILFS. We could charge $300 an hour, you keep $200. Two hours a night, four nights a week, that's $1,600 and we ain't even really trying. Find a high roller or two and we could double that." 898 Barbara pulled back. He wanted her to be a whore! He wanted to pimp her out. She had gone from being a hostess to being a stripper in one night, and now she was being offered the chance to go all the way and be a whore. 899 Barbara smiled at her customer. The songs were over. She bent down and put on her skirt as her tits hung free. She picked up her vest but before she could put it on the guy pulled her on his lap. "Come on baby girl, you and me. Lets go somewhere and have some real fun. I got your money." 900 Barbara let the guy squeeze her tit as she ran a long finger nail down his muscular arm. "I can't baby. I promised the club. I gotta stay here and work. If I leave, they fire me." 901 "Can I have your number?" 902 Barbara shook her head no. "Can't do that baby. But give me your number, and when I'm horny I will call." 903 She smiled seductively at the guy as he let go of her tit and reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper. They walked out of the cubicle and Barbara stopped a passing cocktail waitress and borrowed a pen. The waitress stood with her hands on her hips, as she had put down her tray. She let out a sigh. She had seen this all before. The guy wrote his number and Barbara took it and kissed his cheek and walked off, shaking her ass as much as she could as she knew the guy was watching. "Damn I want that MILF ass," she heard her customer say and she laughed to herself. She was doing ok as as stripper she thought to herself. She had handled her first serious proposition and she really didn't mind the close contact with guys as long as most of them were as sexy as her last customer. 904 It was about 12:30 AM and Barbara was standing by the bar taking a break and smoking a cigarette and thinking about her life. She had given the habit up several years ago at the insistence of her husband, but since it seemed every dancer in the club smoked, she realized she wouldn't be able to resist. She was trying to calculate her take home for the night so far. Based on what she had already done, she was sure it would be almost $1,500 and that added to what she had made the night before and what she still had in her checking account would be enough for the mortgage. As few more nights of dancing or hostessing and she would have her bills covered for the rest of the month. A few months of this and she could get caught up in everything and start saving some money as well. "I can do this," Barbara thought to herself. "It's not ideal, but I can do this. I can survive." The thought pleased her. 905 A young man came by and stopped and did a double take and Barbara's heart jumped. 906 "Mrs. Blaine? Is that you?" It was Jared Mason, the son of her next door neighbor. She had recently been at his high school graduation party that his parents had thrown for Jared at their house, and she knew he was working for his father and making a lot of money in the pawn shop business. 907 Barbara shook her head. In the club she had chosen the name "Cheryl" and she calmly took a drag on her cigarette and told Jared he was mistaken. 908 "Well I'll be damned. You could be her twin. Hey, at least let me buy you a drink. I'm here with some friends." Barbara knew the rule. No dancer could refuse a drink at the club, especially since no matter what she ordered she would be served plain soda or water while the customer would be charged as if she was given alcohol. 909 Barbara tottered over to the table with Jared and his friends and quickly tugged at the laces on her top, trying to tighten her vest and stop her tits from swaying so much. Barbara sat down on a love seat sofa next to Jared who immediately put his arm around her and began to lightly stroke her bare shoulder. 910 Barbara had a few "drinks" and was dreading Jared asking her for a lap dance. Jared got up to go to the men's room and a few minutes later Tommy came by and waived her over. "That guy you were with just paid for an hour in the champagne room and a $650.00 dollar of Crystal. Have you been back there yet?" 911 Barbara shook her head no. 912 "Ok. Here's the deal," Tommy whispered to her quickly. "Your first job is to try an get him to order a second bottle. So drink the first as quickly as you can and lead him on." 913 "Lead him on?" Barbara asked. 914 Tommy made a face and cursed. "Don't play dumb. Make him think that if he orders a second bottle he will get to fuck you. Now go get it done." 915 Barbara walked off to the champagne room which was more secluded than the cubicle she had been in before. Jared was sitting on a small couch and Barbara walked over and sat down. Meanwhile a waitress was setting up the champagne bottle and flutes of champagne. There was a flat screen plasma TV hanging on the wall playing some porno, but they could change the channel to ESPN or something else if they wanted and the waitress gave them the remote. Then the waitress brought in some strawberries and some whipped creme. "Have fun you two" she said suggestively and winked at Jared as she walked out and closed the door. 916 Barbara was nervous. She had an hour to kill with the son of her next door neighbor and she was far from certain that he had believed her name was Cheryl. 917 Jared took a sip of the Champagne and then handed Barbara her flute. She took a drink as Jared positioned himself so that they were facing each other. 918 "So tell me about yourself Cheryl." 919 Barbara reached out and put her hand on Jared's arm which was muscular. In response Jared put his hand on her side under her arm and slowly started stroking the side of her left breast with his thumb while staring into Barbara's eyes. 920 Barbara began to speak and then stopped. "Ok Jared. You're right. You know who I am." 921 Jared kept stroking her left tit and ran his thumb from the side of her breast to over her nipple which immediately stiffened under her leather vest. He laughed. "I knew it all along. The whole neighborhood knows about your husband getting arrested and being in jail. I guess you needed some money?" 922 Barbara nodded and took a deep drink from her champagne flute and then poured herself another as she felt Jared's thumb wander all over her tit. She began to talk about what her husband was accused of and how shocked they all were at his arrest. About five minutes into their conversation she felt Jared's other hand rest on her right knee and his fingers began stroking her inner thigh underneath her skirt. 923 Barbara tried to ignore his advances as she spoke more about her husband, but every few minutes Jared got bolder with his hands, as if he was daring her to make him stop. Barbara turned in her seat a bit and then poured Jared some more champagne. She then went to light a cigarette and as she did so she felt Jared tug at the laces on her vest and then pull them off. Immediately her large breasts sagged down as the laces of her vest were not holding them up. She shook her head a bit and her hair spilled down over her front. Barbara and blew out some smoke as Jared took his index finger and began running it up and down in the valley between her tits. From there he took his finger and rubbed it under her vest and over the areola of her right tit and Barbara squirmed a bit. He had not asked her for a lap dance and yet he was slowly undressing her at his own pace. As she moved she felt his hand tighten on her right thigh as his fingers wandered up to her panties. With his left thumb making small circles on her pubis, Jared took his right hand and pulled out her left tit from her vest. 924 Barbara Blaine sat there in the champagne room, her tit exposed as her neighbor's son slowly explored her body while she smoked. To Jared, the money he had paid for the champagne room was worth every penny. 925 With her tit out and Jared's thumb making small pressing circles over her pussy, Barbara felt herself involuntarily shudder. There was no doubt she was getting turned on. They talked for a few more minutes and then very casually Jared took her exposed left tit in his right hand and after brushing her hair aside, gently squeezed it. 926 Barbara did nothing and Jared knew he had her. As he massaged her l tit in his hand he found the nipple and gently rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger. Jared smiled as Barbara gasped as her nipple quickly stiffened and he leaned forward and lightly kissed her. 927 Barbara remembered her manager Terry's rules: her first job was to lead Jared on and get him to order a second bottle of champagne. She kissed Jared back and then broke the kiss and rested her forehead on his. Jared could taste her red lipstick on his tongue. Barbara moved her hands down to Jared's leg and gently squeezed his hardening cock between his jeans: "If you're trying to turn me on, you're doing a great job." 928 Jared squeezed her exposed tit harder. Then he kissed his MILF neighbor again and slowly forced his tongue past her sweet full lips. Barbara resisted until Jared pushed harder with his thumb at her pussy though her panties. He had found a spot and the tight circles with his thumb had started making her very wet. As she moaned involuntarily her mouth opened just enough to allow Jared's tongue in. 929 Now they kissed more passionately as Barbara rubbed Jared's cock though his jeans and allowed Jared to suck her tongue into his mouth. Jared broke the kiss while rubbing her hard, red, ripe nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "I've dreamed of this for a while," Jared whispered. Then he kissed her again, even harder. 930 Whatever desire she had to resist melted away as Barbara allowed Jared to explore her body however he wanted. 931 Slowly, gently, Jared turned Barbara around so he was behind her. Barbara leaned back and spread her legs as Jared gently assaulted her neck with small bites and kisses and then moved his mouth to her ears before working across her naked shoulders as her auburn hair splayed down over her back. Barbara's body was tingling as she surrendered to the eighteen year old. His hands roamed freely up and down her naked front, gently cupping and massaging and squeezing the breasts he had dreamed about for so long. 932 Jared pulled Barbara back into his body, kissing the side of her cheek and then straining to kiss her mouth and slip his tongue in while behind her. Meanwhile his hands went down between her legs, gently slipping beneath her panties and stroking the fine golden public hairs that were by now dripping wet. 933 Barbara was in ecstasy, her body was quivering. She could not remember the last time her body was tingling like this. Jared's fingers, wherever he let them roam, were driving her crazy. Just as she felt she was about to cum Jared stopped and she let out a loud moan. Then Jared was slipping out from behind her on the couch and laying her down on it. Barbara started to protest and Jared kissed her softly. Then he moved down and kissed her neck and then the top of her chest and finally his lips stopped at a nipple as his tongue swirled around her areola. Meanwhile his hands had pulled down her panties and his fingers were slipping in and out of her. 934 After several moments on her tit, Jared continued his downward travels, kissing beneath her tits and then across her smooth and flat stomach and then finally down below her belt line which caused her to moan and shudder. Just the thought of what Jared was threatening to do, along with his fingers which had found her G spot was causing her to orgasm. 935 Jared lifted his head up and a moment and smiled. Barbara was laying down, her hands above her head, her legs spread. She was naked and she was his. 936 Jared put his head back down and went for her pussy. He nibbled on her inner thighs causing Barbara to quiver and raise her hips and open her legs even more. She wanted Jared's tongue inside her and she grabbed his head and pulled him towards her. Once Jared's tongue entered her, Barbara began to orgasm again and again. Just as one orgasm waved washed across her and stopped, another wave came crashing down causing her to moan and shudder and dig her long nails into her teen lover's muscular back. Jared was in heaven as his tongue controlled Barbara. He had never had a woman respond to him the way Barbara was responding, and he was determined to wring every possible orgasm out of her pussy. 937 Eventually Barbara couldn't take it anymore. "Please baby," she gasped, "no more. Stop." 938 Just for fun Jared flicked his tongue across her clit and sucked it as one final massive orgasm rocked the MILF of his dreams. Jared looked up. Barbara had her eyes rolled back into her head. She was panting as her body was jelly and not responsive to her commands. Whatever Jared wanted to do to her she was powerless to resist. He had taken control over her and she was now his. Slowly her last orgasm faded and she opened her eyes and managed to say "no more." 939 Jared laughed and sat up and took a sip of champagne. He pulled Barbara up. She was limp in Jared's hands and her body slumped against his. Jared held a flute of champagne up to her lips and even though her head was swimming, she drank deeply as she struggled to regain her senses. Jared kissed her and she hungrily kissed him back. She wanted him in every way. Nothing else mattered. 940 "I can't even stand....Nothing like that has ever ...." Barbara couldn't even finish a sentence. Jared went to stand up but Barbara pulled him back. "No," she hissed, "don't leave me." 941 Jared put his arm around his MILF and ran his hand down her naked back, admiring the definition of her muscles and her rib cage and the silky softness of her hair. "She was really in great shape," Jared thought to himself. 942 Barbara was clinging to Jared. "What time is it?" she asked. She still hadn't been able to get her eyes to focus. 943 "Almost 2 am,"Jared said. 944 "Shit. My shift isn't over until 4:00. I'm not sure I can walk out there yet after what you did to me." 945 Jared stroked her neck and shoulders and a shriver ran down her spine. "I can buy another bottle. That will buy us another hour." 946 Before Barbara could answer there was a knock at the door. She hurriedly reached for her clothes but not before the waitress came in who smirked when she saw the older woman rushing to put on some clothes. "Looks like someone had some fun," she smirked. 947 Jared pulled out the Amex Black card his father had for the business. "Another bottle. We're not done yet." The waitress smiled and nodded and hurried off to get another bottle and set up for the couple. 948 Barbara was sitting on the couch with her black skirt on but without her panties and without her vest on. Jared admired her large round natural breasts as Barbara lit a cigarette to steady her nerves. He walked back to the couch and put his arm around Barbara. "That was special," he whispered to her. 949 Barbara nodded. "You may not believe this, but that is not something I have ever done, or to be more exact, allowed to ever happen to me. I'm not a slut." 950 Jared rubbed her shoulder. Then he kissed her. "I want to take this beyond the club." Barbara didn't trust herself to speak so she just kissed her young lover again. Then she nuzzled her nose against his and stared into Jared's eyes: "Could she trust him?" she thought to herself. 951 "What do you have in mind" she finally said. 952 "My parents are gone to Europe for the summer. I want to move in. I'll take care of your mortgage and all expenses." 953 Barbara took a deep breath. This was the answer to her prayers. Jared obviously had the money from work at his father's pawn shop to take care of her. But could she take him into her home? The home and the bed she had shared with her husband for so long? 954 "I...I'm not ..." before she could finish the sentence Jared kissed her again and squeezed her tit. "Shssh," he said. "I will take care of everything. You will take care of me." 955 Barbara nodded silently and then remained quiet as the waitress came in with their second bottle of champagne and set up. When the waitress left Jared continued: "All I want from you is to cook and clean and let me have you however and whenever I want. If I want you to wear a super tight pair of Brazilian jeans and high heels and no shirt all day as I play with your tits, you will do it. If I want you to go out with me in super tight shorts and high heels and a bikini top so I can show you off to my friends, you will do it. I will probably want a blow job every morning before I go to work. If I send you a text to be wearing an apron in the kitchen and high heels and nothing else, I expect to find you like that when I come home from work so I can take you from behind. In short, you will allow me to explore and fulfill all my sexual fantasies with you in exchange for me taking care of you." 956 Barbara found herself nodding even though she wasn't sure she wanted this. Then Jared took her in his arms. "But beyond all the sex, what happened here tonight was special. I think we could have serious feelings for each other." Jared was staring into her eyes and gently stroking her cheek. Barbara felt as if he could see right through her. She was quivering. She realized she desperately wanted Jared in more ways than they had shared tonight. She wanted to suck him off every morning. She wanted him to mount her like an animal. She wanted to sashay around partially naked before him all day and keep him horny and then satisfy him. She wanted to spend all weekend in bed with him just kissing him and letting him play with her body. She wanted everything he was proposing and more. She kissed Jared softly and then more passionately, her mouth hungry for his tongue. "Yes," she whispered. "I want that. I want you." 957 Chapter Barbara 2 Barbara Blaine got home sometime after 6:00 am. The club closed at 4, and the money she earned was not calculated until after 5:00 am. Then she tipped out to the waitstaff and doormen and bouncers and finally left the club. 959 Still wearing her revealing club clothes because she did not expect anyone to see her at this early hour, Barbara walked to her front door in her high heels and once inside dropped her bag, stripped off her clothes, letting them fall to the floor as she walked, and took a long hot shower. 960 After the shower Barbara poured herself a small vodka and grapefruit juice and lay on her bed in a towel. Having re-started her habit in the smokey club, she lit a cigarette and examined her options. She had made over fifteen hundred dollars, although Jared, her next door neighbor, was responsible for the majority of that. She couldn't expect to have clients order two bottles of champagne every shift she worked. However, even on a slow night as a hostess she had earned eight hundred dollars and if she did that three or four nights a week, she would have more than enough to pay her bills and get caught up as well. 961 On the other hand, her experience with Jared was nothing short of earth shaking. He had taken control of her and caused her to have intense orgasms. She loved her husband and had remained faithful to him during the various ups and downs of their marriage. They had raised two children who were now out of the house and in college. At times their sex life had become boring and predictable, although her husband had made efforts to spice it up a bit with motorcycle rides on the weekends to bars out of town where Barbara would wear her short leather skirt and flirt a bit. 962 What happened with Jared was something she had never even allowed herself to think about. If all that had occurred was her slutty and perhaps drunken behavior in the champagne room, she could forgive herself and write it off as a reaction to the stress of her situation as well as having a few too many glasses of champagne. But Jared had proposed more. He wanted to move in and pay her bills. He wanted her too cook for him and satisfy all his sexual urges. He wanted to fulfill a fantasy and she would be his object of desire. 963 Jared was running his father's pawn shop and by the looks of it, he was doing very well. Jared's parents were off in Europe for the summer, so even if she allowed herself a summer fling, the details of their relationship would not become public until the end of August. 964 The bigger question Barbara had was whether this was a step she wanted to take? Even if her husband was soon released and his case dismissed, she would have to account to herself for her behavior. 965 Barbara sipped the last of her drink, stubbed out the cigarette and sat up. What was it exactly that caused her body to tingle when she thought of going to Jared? Was it the fact she was more than twice as old as him? Or that his body was tall and lean and taut and fresh and young? Was it the orgasms that washed over her body as he probed her with his tongue? Those were all factors she realized, but that was not what this was about she decided. 966 Her going to Jared was about the feeling of unimaginable excitement that she felt as she sat close to Jared in the club, staring into his eyes as he toyed with her body. She recalled talking to him about her husband's case as he listened sympathetically while his hand slowly undid the strings on her top. It was the way he nonchalantly spoke with her as his hand, which he had slipped under her short skirt, relentlessly pushed and probed her inner thigh and beyond. For so long she had struggled trying to control everything- paying the bills, running the house, dealing with her husband's demands while in jail. She was tired of being responsible and in control. Then Jared had changed it all. Patiently he had touched and stroked and teased her into submitting to him. It was the submission and the total loss of control that had her at this moment hungering for Jared again, and she knew he was right next door, waiting. He would not call. She knew that. He would not knock on her door and grab her and fuck her. That was not his game. He would wait her out until she went to him. And feeling as she did, she knew she would go. 967 Barbara sighed and got up and looked at herself critically in the mirror. She was trim and her stomach was firm, the product of pilates classes she could no longer afford. Her legs were tight from spinning classes, although her butt was a bit rounder than she would have liked and it sagged when she was naked. Arching her back she watched her breasts hang, but not too much. They were large at size 36 and she knew men stared at her when she wore tight shirts. She wore her auburn hair longer than most women her age, but that was the way she liked it. 968 Barbara felt like a school girl as she tore through her closet, pulling out clothes and outfits and then tossing them aside. Finally, she realized she was being stupid. If she went to Jared's house, she knew how it would end up. Barbara grabbed the clothes she was looking for and then tossed some jeans and a t-shirt in her gym bag and walked out the door. Her heart was pounding as she walked the few yards over to Jared's house. Some early rising neighbors might see her, but she was beyond caring. She walked up to the door and reached out and stopped- her hand clenched into a fist and posed to knock. What if he didn't answer the door? What if he came to the door having been woken up and wasn't expecting her? She would be embarrassed and ashamed. 969 Barbara knocked. In her heart she knew none of those possibilities would occur. The few moments after she knocked passed slower than she would have liked, but then there was Jared, at the door, in a fresh t-shirt and pair of shorts. He had showered as well. Jared smiled and Barbara knew he had suffered no doubts about whether she would come to him. 970 Barbara walked in but Jared stopped her at the door. She was wearing an old robe tied at the waist. WIth his front door open, and while staring into her eyes, Jared reached down and undid the robe and pushed it to the floor. Barbara stood there in a black sheer negligée, her large breasts straining the top of the lingerie, the hem of the negligee hanging just below her ass. 971 Jared stared at her, his eyes drinking in her pure sexiness. Barbara stood there feeling more naked than she had at the club when she was dancing for money. Both of them were experiencing the intenseness of the moment. It was the naughtiness of what she was doing that Barbara realized was exciting her. She had stood in this living room dozens of times, always fully dressed, never standing to present herself to a young lover. 972 Jared closed the door and the two were alone. 973 Barbara's mouth was dry and she didn't trust herself to talk but finally she tried. "You like?" she was able to say without betraying her nervousness although her voice was dry and strained. 974 Jared nodded and took her hand and led her silently to his bedroom. Barbara's senses were alive. She could smell Jared's freshness from the shower, a whiff of his soap, his scent, and she could feel his lust. Once in the bedroom Jared quickly peeled off his shirt and then turned to face her. His hands went to her shoulders and then down her back. One hand found the small of her back and he drew her close and they kissed. 975 Barbara quickly opened her mouth. Unlike their first kiss in the club where Jared had to work a bit before she let his tongue in her mouth, she urgently sought his tongue and violently twisted her tongue around his. WIth their bodies pressed close together, Barbara felt Jared's manhood stiffen and press into her. Jared had not removed any of his clothes when they were in the champagne room, and he had spent the entire time pleasing her. Barbara was impressed with his self control, but even he must have a breaking point and she was determined to find it. 976 They continued kissing, their passions causing their lips to urgently move and bite and suck, and then they would pull back, kissing slowly, their heads moving in unison, luxuriating in the knowledge that they had all the time in the world. 977 Jared turned Barbara around and began to bite and kiss her neck. Despite her wanting to just melt into his arms and lose control, Barbara fought to keep her senses as she ran her hand behind her and felt Jared though his shorts. She took her index finger with her long manicured nail and ran it up under his shorts and onto his hard cock, lightly pulling one testicle away from his leg. She was rewarded with a moan as Jared enjoyed the freedom her finger gave him and the feel of her elegant finger and long nail on his penis. With her hand lightly teasing Jared under his shorts, Barbara allowed herself a small smile. "Two could play that game" she thought to herself. 978 Eventually they tumbled on to Jared's bed and Barbara's passion met Jared's hunger. For hours in the club Jared had lived out his fantasy, playing with a woman he had dreamed about, while not allowing himself any sexual release. Now Jared worked to make sure he would fully enjoy the moment he had never had any reason to expect would ever come. 979 Barbara lay back in Jared's bed, her hair splayed out behind her, her arms over her head, her legs apart just enough. Jared crawled on top of her and easily entered her as his lover was sopping wet. 980 Jared intertwined his hands into Barbara's, pinning her to the bed. The move was totally unnecessary since Barbara was squirming and bucking with pleasure and Jared could feel the heat between her legs. But the move was symbolic and erotic. Barbara could not leave if she wanted too, and both of them reveled in the eroticism of her surrender to her young lover. 981 Jared moved quickly and Barbara gasped and felt herself orgasm. She knew she would not last long. Jared felt her muscles clench around him and he immediately slowed down, his thrusts long and slow. Jared moved some hair away from Barbara's face and the two of them stared into each others eyes as Jared took what he wanted. 982 There were kisses and murmuring between Barbara and Jared, but it was her eyes that Jared was fixated on. As long as her eyes were open then Barbara was thinking of him. She could not escape who was doing this to her and above anything else, it was this acknowledgement of his mastery of her that Jared wanted. 983 Slowly Jared leaned back and Barbara saw the muscles on his stomach flex. As he leaned back Jared pulled Barbara up so that in a moment she was straddling him although he had not laid down. The two of them remained locked with their hands wrapped around each other and their legs intertwined and Jared's eyes burrowing into Barbara's being. Nobody had ever fucked her like this. 984 "I want you" Jared said softly. 985 Barbara almost laughed. He had gone down on her in the champagne room of the strip club, exploring her most private area with his tongue and bringing her again and again to orgasm. Now she was in his bed, straddling him, while she was hot and wet and tight all around him. She had never been taken in such a complete way and yet he was telling her he wanted her. How much more can she give she thought to herself? 986 "I...I am here," Barbara gasped. 987 "I want more than that." Jared bounced Barbara up and down on his cock and she buried her head into his neck. 988 Not getting the answer he wanted, Jared flipped Barbara over and positioned himself behind her. This was the fantasy he had played out in his mind many many times. Now it was coming true. 989 Barbara quivered as she waited. She could feel herself literally dripping with anticipation. She had her eyes tightly shut. She almost felt like she should be praying. Jared approached Barbara from behind and she grabbed the covers and squeezed them tightly as she waited. 990 And then she was taken. 991 Jared thrust slow, then fast, then frantic, with his sweat dripping on to Barbara's back. The most Barbara could do was endure, as she squeezed the covers and sheets and arched her back and moaned. 992 Jared let go of Barbara's hips for a moment and then grabbed a swinging breast in each hand. Then Jared started again. It was almost as if he was timing himself. The first thrusts took dozens of seconds as he slowly moved in and out. Then he quickened his pace. Faster, and harder, the woman of his dreams helpless and totally open to him. Jared squeezed Barbara's round, heavy breasts, balancing their weight in the pals of his hands as he rubbed her stiff nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Jared had fantasized many times about taking his neighbor like this, holding tits he had stared at and tried to imagine, while plunging in and out of what had just days before been an impossibility. 993 Barbara was on the edge again. Jared's deep strokes were hitting her G spot and she was building towards an earth shattering orgasm. She clenched her muscles. She moaned and cursed and told Jared through gritted teeth not to stop. 994 And then he stopped. 995 Jared pulled her hair and Barbara bucked like a horse trying to throw her bit. She arched her back and raised her head and cursed and gasped and nearly screamed. 996 "Don't stop," Barbara pleaded. 997 "I want you," Jared repeated. 998 "Oh, please, please just fuck me," Barbara whispered. She was feeling desperate. 999 "Tell me I have you." Jared slowly stroked once, pushing hard all the way in and grinding in pleasure as his groin met flush with her ass, and then slowly puling out, feeling all of her quivering insides as he moved. 1000 Barbara pulled her head forward and Jared let go of her hair, allowing her head to hang as he slowly pumped her. If this was a test of wills, Jared was determined to win. He started to think of baseball statistics so he wouldn't lose control and then he murmured "You are mine. You belong to me. Say it." 1001 Barbara was beaten. It was if Jared was reading her mind. Whatever thoughts she had of just fucking him and then going home were gone. Jared had her. She would give herself to him. 1002 "I am yours," Barbara whispered and Jared increased his rhythm, each stroke hitting a place she had never opened up to before. 1003 "I am yours," Barbara said louder as Jared moved quicker, but still with strength and control. 1004 "I...am...oh...shit...oh...I am yours," Barbara shouted as an orgasm washed across her. Then as it faded and Jared increased his intensity, Barbara had another orgasm, and finally ten minutes later another orgasm as Jared finally moaned and let loose and emptied himself into his woman. One more stroke and then one slow final stroke and Jared raised his head towards his ceiling in triumph, his hands cupping Barbara's breasts, and ecstasy pumping through his body as he quivered and shook and felt himself go. This moment was how he wanted to remember their first encounter, his triumph and victory and his enjoyment of the spoils. He would remember this moment for the rest of his life. 1005 Done and spent, Jared collapsed, his weight pushing Barbara down underneath him. They lay like that for several minutes, each of them too exhausted to move, their sweat dripping down onto the bed, their hot bodies glistening from their sex. 1006 Finally Jared rolled off of Barbara and pulled himself out of her. They both moaned. Jared reached around and pulled Barbara close to him, cuddling her and cupping one large breast in his hand as he nuzzled her neck, burrowing through her hair wet with sweat until he reached the sweet spot between her neck and shoulder. Barbara was fair skinned as her auburn hair was streaked naturally with red. Her shoulders were lightly freckled and Jared kissed a few of her freckles and then lightly bit down on her neck and Barbara smiled contentedly. Let him mark her, she thought, she belonged to him. 1007 Together they fell asleep. 1008 A few hours later Jared was awake and staring at the ceiling. Barbara had rolled over and she was sleeping on her back. Jared could see one naked breast lying flat across her chest, her areola visible in the small light filtering in through the windows. 1009 Jared was not a stud on his college campus. He knew he had a good body that women desired. He was on the swim team and an athlete and he knew women looked at him with desire from the stands or when he went to the beach in the summer. But Jared had never had the confidence to act. He would freeze in situations when women approached him, stuttering or saying something stupid and garbled and eventually the women would walk away, shaking their head in disappointment. He had not wanted to go to the strip club the other night, but a few of his friends from college were in town and he had promised them a good time. Then he had seen Barbara standing by the bar, smoking a cigarette and looking so very sexy. He was sure it was her, although she had initially denied it. It had all made sense. The whole neighborhood knew Barbara's husband had been arrested for stock fraud and that he had been denied bond. Before he could stop himself, he had approached his sexy neighbor, the thought of her needing money giving him the confidence he usually lacked. 1010 Jared had surprised himself in the strip club. He was never aggressive with women, and it was like another person was controlling him as he stroked and teased Barbara and slowly took control of her body. After his encounter with the woman of his fantasies in the champagne room, Jared had told Barbara to come to his house and then he had left the club. The whole way home Jared second guessed himself as to whether she would come to him. In the end Jared decided that he won only if she came to him. If he called, if he went to her house, he gave up his edge and would lose control. Maybe even if waited a day and then called her he would still have an opportunity to fuck her. But deep down Jared knew that he wanted more. Maybe she would just propose a monetary solution to her problems and his desires. Jared thought he could live with that. He would have her meet him in hotels and motels dressed as he wanted to see her, and then he would fuck her to his heart's content and then they would part, only to meet again in a few days. Jared knew he could spend the summer fucking Barbara as his paid whore to his heart's content. 1011 But that was not what Jared really wanted. Jared wanted Barbara and he wanted her to surrender to him. As he lay there in bed listening to her slow breathing Jared knew his every wish had come true. Barbara had given herself to him. She had come to him and surrendered. Later today he would take Barbara to her house and have sex with her on her bed. He would bring his clothes with him. Her house would become his house. Her body would be fully exposed to him whenever he wanted. Jared would play with her breasts as he watched TV. He would randomly pull out one of her tits and ask her not to put it back into her shirt. He would kiss her endlessly and explore her body slowly and make love to her on her couch, on her floor, on her bed, in her shower, and in her pool. Jared would mark her body with bite marks. Jared would find the positions that caused Barbara to cum the hardest (although up to now she was multi orgasmic in any position he had tried) and he would work and plan to keep their sex life surprising, situations unexpected. It was if all of Jared's endless fantasies that he had about Barbara had come instantly back to his consciousness. The trick now Jared decided, was to pace himself and enjoy each moment for the exquisite sexual excitement that he knew she shared with him. 1012 Barbara awoke sometime after noon and heard Jared in the shower. She stretched and smiled contentedly and then went into the bathroom as Jared was toweling off. Barbara silently stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jared and then she went into the shower. A few minutes later as Barbara came out and with a towel wrapped around her, she found Jared sitting on the edge of his bed wiping his hair with a towel. 1013 Barbara remembered what Jared had said to her in the club. She walked over to Jared and kneeled before him. Looking up and smiling, she ran her hands under his towel and found what she was looking for. Silently, without saying a word, she bent her head and began to kiss him. She ran her tongue up and down his length, and then she took him into her mouth. 1014 "I want you to suck my cock every morning," Jared had told her in the club as he propositioned her. Now Barbara was playing her part. He would take care of her and her bills and he would never, ever be sexually unsatisfied again as long as they were together. 1015 Slowly Barbara worked, looking up at times and staring into Jared's eyes. At other times she looked closely at his cock, carefully kissing every inch of it as if this were the most important thing she had ever done. Barbara licked and sucked and then nibbled on his inner thigh. It had been so long she had ever wanted to do this. She couldn't recall ever wanting to taste a man and swallow his cum, but now that is just what she did as Jared let himself go between her luscious lips as she sucked while running her tongue on the underside of his cock. 1016 For a moment Barbara kept her head in Jared's lap and allowed him to stroke her hair. Then she stood up, her towel wrapped around her waist, Barbara was naked from the waist up. Standing over Jared, her breasts swayed as Barbara smiled while Jared groaned and lay back down on his bed, satisfied and spent. 1017 Barbara ran her hands over Jared's chest and stomach. "Hungry?" she asked. 1018 "Yes," Jared said simply. 1019 "Then come out in a few minutes and I will have breakfast for you." 1020 Barbara walked away. She could feel Jared watch her. A few minutes later Jared was sitting at the kitchen table watching Barbara, half naked, cook for him. 1021 "I want you to cook for me in an apron with nothing on underneath so I can come from behind you and fuck you in the kitchen as you cook for me," Jared had told Barbara in the club. Barbara had remembered it all, every fantasy, every desire. She had given herself to Jared and now her job was a simple one: to make sure he didn't regret his decision. To satisfy Jared and take care of him as best she could, while he took care of her as she needed him too. It all seemed so simple. 1022 Her husband was the furthest thing from her mind as she sat down to eat with her young lover. 1023 https://www.literotica.com/s/the-end-for-michelle Michelle was having a bad day. She ran over to James, her breasts flopping wildly. 1025 "Some punk ass college kid put his finger inside of me and didn't pay for it." 1026 Michelle pointed to two guys who were sitting at the bar smirking. 1027 James laughed. "Calm down baby. You jus all upset." 1028 Michelle lit a cigarette and put her hands on her hips. She was wearing a pair of tight shorts and her ass cheeks were hanging out. She had a tight tank top which she was still holding and her breasts swung freely. "You gotta take care of your ho," Michelle said defensively. 1029 James gave Michelle a hard stare. "My ho never tells her man what to do. Got it?" 1030 Michelle looked at the floor. She didn't want to get hit. "I got it. But still..." 1031 It was after 7pm. Michelle had been dancing since noon. Her feet hurt and she had not had a day off in three weeks. The days since James had first taken her and made her work in the strip club while whoring herself walking back and forth to work had all blended together. Get up. Give James sex. Make breakfast. Walk to work and pick up a few regulars for ten dollar blow jobs on the way. Get to the club and dance. Fuck or suck JJ if he wanted it, as well as Big John, who was in charge of the bouncers. Dance all afternoon and get a thirty minute break and wolf down some fast food James brought to her for dinner. Then dance and strip some more until midnight or later. On the weekends the club was crowded and Michelle was able to make some decent money in the back rooms, charging for blow jobs or straight sex. The weekdays were worse, as Michelle would stand around for endless hours trying to hustle a buck from the few sad customers who just wanted to sip a beer and watch naked girls. 1032 This was what the life of a real sex worker was like, Michelle realized. None of the sexiness or excitement she had experienced when she was just playing as a hooker. This was a real grind to make a buck. Every now and then Michelle mentioned to James that she could make him more money if he allowed her to go back to work as a lawyer, but James always had an excuse. Eventually Michelle realized she was James' only meal ticket. Although Michelle made well over two hundred thousand dollars a year as a lawyer, going back to work as a lawyer would mean James letting her out of his sight, and he never ever did that. 1033 So Michelle got up, day after day and hustled for her pimp. 1034 A few days ago, on a Thursday Michelle thought-as every day was basically the same-James brought Michelle to a lawyer in a storefront office who had drawn up divorce papers. Michelle signed without more than glancing through the papers and wincing. As payment, James had her take the lawyer to a cheap motel for an hour so she could let him have some fun. 1035 Michelle didn't speak much during the time she was with the lawyer, as she didn't trust herself to not break down and ask for help. Plus he had made so many mistakes in the simple divorce papers that she became sad for her old life. Michelle was just now realizing how much she had given up. The real life of a whore was a hard, depressing grind that offered no enjoyment or any way out. There was nothing glamourous or sexy or exciting being a working girl who strolled the street for endless hours every day with her pimp ten feet behind her all the time. Michelle never had anything to look forward to. No yoga class or special dinner out or even a movie. It was just eating, sleeping, satisfying James and his friends and selling herself to whomever had ten bucks, all the while trying not to make James angry enough to hit her. 1036 When she was alone with the lawyer Michelle briefly thought about asking for help. All the lawyer would have to do is let her borrow his cell phone for a few minutes. Michelle could call her husband explain where she was working and he could show up with the police and she would be free. Except that would have been a mistake because the lawyer would have refused her request and would then tell James and James would beat her bloody for her attempt to escape. James had already knocked out one of her lower teeth when he punched her in the face after she spoke back to him in the club the other day. 1037 That punch was the straw that broke Michelle. The other dancers in the club remained silent and none of the customers did anything as Michelle crawled on the floor crying and looking for her tooth while James stood over her yelling. Then James forced Michelle to stand up and apologize to him in front of everyone for making him hit her. Michelle did as she was told, while her mouth was bleeding and through the tears streaming down her face. That was the day Michelle gave up hope. No one would help her and James would never give her a chance to get away. After that Michelle just walked around staring at the floor, shaking her tits or ass whenever James told her too. 1038 James was with JJ when Michelle complained about the college guy who had fingered her. JJ was the club owner who Michelle had to regularly fuck or suck so that he only charged her ten dollars an hour to work in the club instead of twenty. Michelle didn't like JJ who seemed to get a real pleasure out of hurting or humiliating her when they had sex. 1039 Both men had laughed when Michelle complained, but JJ had an idea. He fished something out of his pocket and looked at James. "Can I give her some?" 1040 James nodded. "Might as well get her started now." 1041 JJ looked at Michelle. "Throw that cigarette away bitch, and take a hit off of this." JJ held out a joint and Michelle did as she was told. She inhaled deeply and her head began to swim. She immediately felt giddy and her anger went away. She took another hit and she didn't even remember why she had been angry. 1042 Michelle reached out for JJ and grabbed his crotch. "You ready for your pussy baby?" 1043 JJ grinned and handed the joint to James. "See you in a little bit my man." 1044 They went off to the small office JJ had in the back and Michelle felt on fire. She thought that whatever else the joint had in it, it must have had some X because she was incredibly horny. 1045 JJ threw Michelle on his dirty couch and undid his pants. Michelle crawled over to him and reached for his cock but JJ dangled it just out of reach. 1046 Michelle knew the game, but unlike all the other times when JJ made her crawl and beg to suck his cock, Michelle lunged for his cock and stuffed it into her mouth and began to suck. JJ quickly became hard and he laughed. 1047 "Calm down bitch..." but before he could say any more Michelle was laying back on the couch and pulling JJ on top of her. "You have got to fuck me now. I need it." 1048 JJ obliged and pushed between the whore's legs, JJ felt that Michelle was hot and incredibly wet. JJ pumped Michelle as she moaned and cursed and writhed beneath him. Her hands clawed at his back and she was begging him to fuck her harder, which JJ did, until Michelle's head was banging up and down. Even then, as Michelle had an orgasm, the heat inside of her would not go away and she wrapped her legs around JJ and would not let him pull out. "Fuck this whore. Fuck me harder. Harder!!" 1049 JJ held out for as long as he could and finally he let go just as Michelle had another orgasm. Then the two lay on the couch with JJ still inside Michelle for a few minutes as Michelle panted and tried to catch her breath and clear her head. 1050 Michelle sat up and started to silently dress. JJ lay back on the couch and pulled out another joint. "Want some?" he said as he dangled it in front of Michelle. Michelle reached for it and JJ pulled it away. "Say please," he said, taunting Michelle. 1051 Michelle lowered her voice and shook her breasts at JJ. "Please baby. Give this ho some more." JJ laughed and let Michelle have the joint, but he took it away after she had two hits. 1052 Michelle was dazed from the drugs and walked out into the club looking for James or for a customer. She didn't remember the rest of the night. The next morning Michelle woke up in the same dirty cheap apartment she shared with James. Different day, same routine, Michelle thought as she lay naked in James arms. She reached her hand under the covers and found James' large cock which stiffened in her hand. Michelle bent down and put her head under the covers. James was usually in a good mood if he woke up with his cock in her mouth. 1053 This time however was different, as Michelle felt a pain across her back and under her breasts. Michelle moved to suck James cock but the pain increased. The pain was a burning sensation across her belt line in the back and under each breast. Michelle stood up and quickly walked into the bathroom and her worst fears were confirmed: while she was dazed and under the influence of whatever drugs JJ and James had given her last night, James had taken her to the tattoo parlor. Across her back, just above her ass cheeks was the name "James" tattooed in blue script. Michelle turned and faced the mirror crying. She lifted up one large breast. Tattooed in black on the underside of one tit was the word "whore". Underneath the other tit was the word "slut". The tattoos were put in a way so that when Michelle was topless they would not be seen. However when Michelle lay down and her breast flattened out, the words were visible to the person facing her. 1054 James had marked her in a way such that whenever she had sex in the future, with a partner who fucked her in the missionary position or from behind, they would see how her pimp had branded her. James mastery over Michelle was complete. Michelle sank to the bathroom floor and cried. James had made her his whore. He had made her sign divorce papers from the husband she loved. She worked seven days a week for him and he complained when he had to spend 69 cents on a small bottle of cheap shampoo for her. No matter how much money Michelle made for James, and some days it was well over two thousand dollars, it was never enough. James hit Michelle whenever he liked; he called her names, and made Michelle apologize to him and call herself a dumb whore. 1055 Michelle's life was gone. Her career was gone. Her husband would never forgive her and she would never have a chance to explain how James had forced her to sign the divorce papers in which she waived her rights to everything and just wanted a divorce. The lawyer had told James that if they did it that way then Michelle would not have to show up in court and that was just how James wanted it. Michelle's life was narrowed down to her whore's stroll to work, stripping in a cheap ghetto club, and a whore stroll back to the small apartment where she was a slave to James. 1056 Michelle stopped crying and walked back into the bedroom. Along the way she passed the tiny kitchen and saw a cheap steak knife on the counter. She paused a minute and then realized she was naked. She could never get away with it. James also controlled her clothes and she was not allowed to go in the closet or put on clothes without first asking permission. Michelle left the steak knife and walked back into the bedroom. James was awake and he patted the bed and Michelle obediently sat down. 1057 "Finish what you started whore," James said, and Michelle bent down and began to suck her pimp's large cock."You see your new ink?" James asked nonchalantly as he lay back to enjoy the blow job. 1058 Michelle nodded, not taking his cock out of her mouth. A few days ago James had asked her a question while she was blowing him and when she took his cock out of her mouth to answer James had slapped her with a backhand which caused her to topple out of the bed. "Never stop sucking my cock bitch without permission," James had bellowed. Michelle had whimpered she was sorry and begged to be allowed to finish sucking his cock, which James had graciously allowed. 1059 James smiled to himself. He had finally gotten to tattoo his name on to his whore, and she had no way to complain about it as long as she was sucking him. 1060 James stroked Michelle's head. "You can answer me bitch." Michelle let James' cock slide from her mouth. She looked up to say something to James. She was hurt and angry but she knew it didn't matter. She didn't want to be forced to thank him, so she just sat there with her head hanging, staring at James' cock. James reached out and tweaked a large nipple and Michelle squirmed. She knew James could make her cum if he wanted to. Finally Michelle looked up: "Can I have some more of that joint you and JJ gave me?" 1061 James smiled. Then he laughed. 1062 Now Michelle was barely conscious of the passing of time. She lost her appetite and had to be forced to eat something. She strolled to work, getting stopped for blow jobs but once she was done she barely remembered doing it. Once at the club James gave her a hit of his special joint as he called it and that kept Michelle in a daze for a few hours. Then some more of the special stuff and some more dancing. Then dinner. Then one more hit to get Michelle through to the end of her shift. Then the stroll home. 1063 Although she was in a daze most of the time, Michelle continued to earn. After one particularly good weekend when the club was jammed for the start of football season, 1064 James took Michelle from the club to a used car lot. James negotiated for a three year old Cadillac convertible. When they were down to a difference of five hundred dollars James gave Michelle a small tap in the ass and Michelle went right into her routine, cuddling up to the car lot owner, putting his hand up her shirt and whispering in his ear that if he took care of her man she would take him in the back and take care of him. 1065 That night as James drove them home he lectured Michelle. "You get one ride in this car whore, and that's now. Tomorrow you walk to work and I will drive behind you. You need to work harder now. We moving up in the world. I got a car and soon you will be divorced. Then we can marry. Meanwhile you shake those tits of yours and wiggle that ass like you were born to do and we will do just fine." 1066 James reached out a hand and pulled Michelle's head into his lap. He drove home the rest of the way enjoying his blow job in his new car. Michelle stopped once to meekly ask for a hit on the special joint. James happily obliged. The Michelle went back to sucking her pimp's cock. In James' view, all was right in his world. 1067 The next night business was slow at the club. Michelle worked as hard as she could but when the customers were not in the club, there wasn't much she could do. Even JJ was annoyed and he wouldn't fuck Michelle or accept a blow job, opting instead to charge her twenty dollars an hour to work in the club. Michelle barely made the twenty dollars an hour and James was in a bad mood when it was time to leave. 1068 "I buy us a nice car and you go and fuck it all up for me by being a dumb ass lazy whore today." Michelle winced. She thought James was going to hit her. 1069 To James, being a pimp was the simplest thing in the world when he had a woman like Michelle. Just keep her guessing. When she thought she had done something good, punish her and berate her and make her cry. When she thought she was in trouble, be kind and kiss her and surprise her and sweet talk her. With a dumb insecure cunt like Michelle, it had worked like a charm and it had taken no time at all before James knew he owned Michelle. The tattoos had been the final part of the plan. Now that his name was across her back, Michelle had to feel there was no escape from James. He had come a long way from mopping floors at Michelle's law firm for minimum wage. 1070 James reached out and Michelle backed away. "Come here ho, I ain't going to hit you." 1071 Michelle stepped forward and James stroked her head. "You love your man?" James asked. Michelle cuddled up to James and kissed him. "You know I do baby." 1072 James ran his hand down and squeezed Michelle's ass. Even after all this time he still loved that round MILF ass and he looked forward to fucking her tonight. 1073 "LIsten baby girl. I want you to work hard on the way home tonight. Lots of guys out. Get a few. You can still make us some money. Then when we get home tonight, I got some wine and your special joint, and some music and you can party with your man. OK?" 1074 Michelle smiled in spite of herself. This was the best she knew she could look forward to. It was almost a date and she wouldn't have to cook or clean. She gave James a smile, although she was conscious of the gap caused by the tooth James had knocked out. Then she walked out the door and with James driving slowly behind her she sashayed down the block shaking her ass in the tight shorts as much as she could as she walked on her high heels. 1075 Michelle waved at a few cars that beeped and then one pulled over. Behind her she saw James pull over as well. Michelle walked up to the car. There were two guys in the car. Michelle leaned in the passenger window. "Hey guys, you want some hot pussy tonight?" 1076 The guy in the passenger seat eyed her tits and Michelle pulled down her top and one of her tits popped out. Michelle lifted her tit up and flashed the guy her "slut" tattoo under her tit. 1077 The passenger's eyes widened when he saw the tattoo. Michelle stood in the window of her car with her tit hanging out. It was sort of her trademark. "What you offering baby?" the guy said. 1078 Michelle sized the two guys up and thought of James who wanted her to make some money. "I usually charge two hundred each, but you guys look nice. Three hundred for both of you, but you guys pay for the room. I'll fuck and suck you dry" Michelle wiggled her tit and ran her tongue slowly around her mouth. Her big lips were moist and she knew the red lipstick James made her wear was already giving the guy ideas about his cock between her lips. Michelle was anxious but she tried not to let it show. She really wanted to score James some money so they could have a good time tonight when they got home. She was looking forward to their "date" such as it was. 1079 The passenger got out of the car. "Ok, let me let you in," he said. He opened the back door to the car for Michelle, but before she could get in, Michelle felt him grab her. "Hold on honey, I need to put these on first. You're under arrest." 1080 The undercover officer put a pair of handcuffs on Michelle as a police cruiser pulled around the corner with its lights flashing. 1081 Michelle's head was swimming. James knew all the cops in the area. Michelle regularly gave out free blow jobs to the beat cops and they in turn looked the other way as she walked to and from work. "Wait a second. My man takes care of you guys. I can't be arrested." 1082 The undercover cop turned Michelle around. "Where's your man?" 1083 Michelle looked for James but he was gone. She started to cry. Then she threw up, causing the undercover cop to curse and jump back. 1084 Then Michelle passed out. 1085 Michelle woke up in a hospital bed. The sheets were clean and starched and cool and blindingly white. She had an IV in one arm. Michelle blinked twice and her vision began to clear. Sitting across the room was her husband. Michelle started to cry. She sat up as her husband came over. "I was so worried about you," he said reassuringly. 1086 Michelle weeped uncontrollably for several minutes. The nurse brought some water and Michelle sipped it. Then she realized she was hungry and told her husband who told the nurse. 1087 "Where exactly am I?" 1088 Her husband mentioned a private hospital. 1089 "But....How....I mean I was arrested I think..." 1090 The nurse brought in a bowl of soup and some fresh bread and a salad and some fresh orange juice. Michelle hadn't eaten anything but fast food for the last month. The food tasted wonderful and she asked for seconds on everything as her husband explained what had happened after she was arrested. 1091 "After you were arrested I was notified. There was a missing person's alert on you that I had placed. When you passed out you were taken to the emergency room and stabilized. I showed up and spoke with the detective who arrested you and explained what had happened and he agreed to hold off booking you until I could get you cleaned out. The blood work showed a variety of drugs in your system, including marijuana and heroin. I had you transferred to this hospital, which has a great rehab unit. You have been asleep for two days. They keep you under so that you don't feel the effects of withdrawal. Once the heroin is out of your system they wake you up. Now you have to stay here a few more days. Then you will go to a thirty day in house rehab facility. Since this is your first arrest our lawyer was able to get the DA to agree to this. If you complete the rehab program they will drop the charges." 1092 More food came and Michelle ate hungrily. She looked at her husband. "I am so sorry I did this to us. You have to know I didn't want this to happen." 1093 Her husband looked down. "You will stop the divorce?" 1094 Michelle started to cry. "Of course I will. I never wanted that." 1095 Michelle completed the rehab course and the charges were dropped. WIth all her activities in her town, Michelle could not return to work. But in another city in the northern part of the State, Michelle had been offered a job in a small law office. The pay was less than half of what she was making, but the town was growing and the attorneys in the firm were excited to have a lawyer who worked at a big litigation firm joining them. There was talk of Michelle making partner in a few years. 1096 Then one day just before she was fully packed and moved, Michelle's new cell phone rang. 1097 "I want my baby girl back," said the voice on the other end of the phone. Michelle froze. She knew James would try and contact her, but she never knew when it would happen. 1098 Michelle started to cry. On the other end of the line James was all sweet talk. "Do you miss your man baby? I know you must be bored. You're not back at that dumb ass law firm, so what are you doing? You can come back baby. It will be better than before." 1099 "James..." Michelle whispered. "How...how did you get my number?" 1100 "Baby girl. I done had your number the day you got your new phone. I been by your house. I see that you and your dumb ass husband are packing to leave. But you know I am your man. You can't leave me unless I allow it." 1101 Instinctively Michelle lowered her eyes in submission. "I want to go James. Let me go." 1102 "Not so fast baby girl. You owe me. Why don't we meet and talk about it." 1103 Michelle bit her lower lip and felt a familiar tingle between her legs. 1104 "Can we work this out? I...I don't want to be hit any more." 1105 James chuckled. "Of course we can baby girl. It can be better. No more hitting. You get divorced and marry me like we planned and then things will be even better. We can get a new crib and I will buy you nice clothes. You know you miss your man." 1106 Michelle looked around. No one was around. "I do miss you," she whispered into the phone. 1107 James told Michelle where to meet him later that day. Michelle told James she was bringing her husband. She wanted them to meet and to work it out. James had no fear of Michelle's husband, so he readily agreed. 1108 Michelle and her husband pulled up to the bar ten minutes early. They sat in the car silently. 1109 Finally her husband broke the silence. "After all that I did for you... After all that thug did to you. You don't have to do this Michelle. We can just move and get on with our life." 1110 Michelle shook her head. "I told you when I started this a long time ago that I would need to finish it on my terms." 1111 "And going to James, that will do it for you?" her husband asked with irritation in his voice. He and Michelle had already fought over the way she was dressed. A short skirt and loose blouse with no bra and of course her whore high heels. 1112 Michelle nodded. "I am a big girl. I know what I want." 1113 "You said that when this all started," said her husband. "And you ended up in the hospital and lost a tooth and were hooked on heroin." 1114 Michelle nodded. "I know. I made mistakes. But I can handle James now." Michelle looked her husband in the eyes. "Please let me. I need this. I need it." Her husband nodded silently/ Then Michelle checked her purse and put her phone in the purse and she and her husband walked into the bar holding hands. 1115 James was sitting in the back of the bar facing the door. No one got in or out of the bar without James seeing them. The bar was mostly empty. There were two business men at one end sipping beers and a scruffy looking guy with long oily hair at the other end of the bar sipping a cheap whiskey. 1116 Michelle and her husband approached James, James gestured to Michelle to sit next to him. Michelle glanced at her husband and let go of his hand and then went to her pimp. James put his arm around Michelle while smiling at her husband. Then James took his hand and pulled out the front of Michelle's top and stared down the front at her tits. 1117 "No bra. Just the way my woman knows to dress for her man." 1118 Michelle sat down and lit a cigarette. She let James fondle her tits for a minute in front of her husband, and then she got down to business. "Listen James I need an agreement right now. First you will not bother my husband." 1119 James waved his hand dismissively. "I got no problem with the dude as long as he know you mine forever now." 1120 Michelle nodded. "Second. No more drugs. You can't give me drugs of any kind. I am clean now. OK?" 1121 James nodded. Michelle was insistent. "I want to hear you say it." 1122 "Ok Ok bitch. I won't give you no more drugs." 1123 "I need to know. Exactly what did you give me last time?" 1124 James shrugged his shoulders. "A little X, a little H, some marijuana, other shit. It was the H that strung you out." 1125 "H is heroin?" asked Michelle. 1126 "Yes," said James simply. 1127 "Third. You can't hit me ever again." 1128 James didn't care what he agreed to. Once he got Michelle alone he was going to teach her to mouth off like this to him in public. But for now he controlled his temper. 1129 "No more hitting." 1130 "You knocked out my tooth you know," said Michelle. 1131 "You know why I did that. You got to respect your man." 1132 Michelle nodded. "I will respect you and you will respect me," 1133 James smiled and squeezed Michelle and ran his hand down her leg. He was trying to get under her skirt. He wanted some pussy right in front of this dumb bitch's husband. Michelle squirmed and removed James' hand. "Not until we are done." 1134 "One last thing. You can't force me to have sex with anyone. I have to agree." 1135 James smile was frozen. He didn't immediately respond. Then in a low voice he turned and faced Michelle and stared into her eyes. 1136 "You know what I do. I pimp. You ho. That's how we make money." 1137 "And you did that to me for a month," Michelle quickly said. 1138 Michelle was getting under James skin. He had to work hard to control himself. At any other time he would have slapped her hard for saying that. Instead James griited his teeth and hissed: "Of course I did you dumb cunt. What do you think...." 1139 Before the words were out of his mouth James realized what had happened. 1140 "Mother fucker. You fucking cunt. You set me up." 1141 The three men in the bar were moving quickly now. They had what they needed. On tape James had admitted to hitting Michelle, giving her heroin, and finally pimping her out. In his own plain words James had said he was Michelle's pimp. 1142 James looked down into Michelle's purse that she had placed in front of her. That was where the microphone and tape recorder was. 1143 The two men in suits reached the table and had badges out while the third man with the scraggily long hair had a gun out pointed at James' head. 1144 "Federal agents. You're under arrest. Keep your hands on the table and stand up slowly." 1145 A few months later Michelle had received word from the prosecutor. James had been on state parole. The feds had indicted him for violation of the white slavery Mann act. The bar Michelle had danced in was across the state line in a neighboring state. Every time James made Michelle walk to work they crossed the state line, which made James simple act of pimping a federal offense. 1146 James was facing twenty years on his state parole violation. He was also facing thirty years with a fifteen year minimum mandatory in the federal case. In exchange for being allowed to serve his sentence in a modern federal facility instead of some state prison rat hole, James had pled to twenty five years. Michelle would never again have to worry about James. 1147 Michelle put down the phone and smiled. She was getting her life back. She had gone through a series of painful laser procedures to remove the tattoo across her back. She had not yet done that for the tattoos under her breasts. She had worked hard at her new job and the firm's business was starting to grow. Her bosses were thrilled with her and she was sure to make partner. 1148 Slowly Michelle had worked on repairing her relationship with her husband. From the day they met they had always knew that Michelle liked to act like a slut and they soon found out that he enjoyed watching her flirt with other men. The flirting had taken them to Michelle making out with strange men on the dance floor of a bar, and that had taken them to Michelle blowing guys in their cars while her husband watched from his car. 1149 And then one day the dark side of their fantasy had taken off. Michelle wanted to play being a whore. And that started the whole slide that ended up with her a whore to James while hooked on heroin. 1150 After a few weeks Michelle and her husband had made love. Slow and tentative, Michelle had come to him, telling him how much she missed his touch and needed his kisses. After that their love making had become more predictable. Then one day as they were just laying in bed fooling around, her husband brought it up. "Tell me what you did," he simply said and Michelle, who had been teasing his cock with her hand felt him stiffen. 1151 Michelle smiled slyly. "You mean when your slutty wife was a whore?" she asked teasingly. 1152 "Yes," her husband moaned, "when my wife was a whore." 1153 "Well," said Michelle, "I would get dressed in very tight shorts or a small skirt and a tube top where my tits were spilling out. Then I would put on some very high heels and I would walk down the street swaying my ass side to side. And everybody knew I was a whore." Her husband moaned again as Michelle lowered her head under the covers. ' 1154 "Everybody knew your wife would get down on her knees and suck cock for money." 1155 Michelle slipped her husband's cock into her mouth and ran her tongue over the tip while she cupped his balls." 1156 Michelle picked up her head. "You still have videos of me?" she asked. 1157 "Every one" said her husband. 1158 "Good," said Michelle. "Lets watch your wife be a slut." 1159 And they did just that. 1160 END