Title: A Libertarian Utopia: Sveta the Nasty Cum Slut Earns her Keep

Summary: The year is 2107. The 9-year-old whore Sveta wants to
survive in a libertarian high-tech utopia, but she has no money.
The wealthy old pervert Mr. Brown agrees to help her out, but he
has harsh demands.

Keywords: Mg(9), Mgg, Fg, ped, prost, cons, humil, ds, md, ws,
va, sad, bd, oral, anal, ScFi, asphx, food

Author: Bernd Lauert

Disclaimer: This is pornographic fiction. All characters and
events are imaginary. It contains consensual but harsh 
child prostitution in a context of strong socioeconomic
inequality. Read or avoid at your own discretion.



=== Sveta the Nasty Cum Slut ===

=== Day 1 ===

When 9-year-old Sveta rang the old Brown's door bell, she looked
like a complete slut and she knew it. She wore sexy make-up and
was dressed only in skimpy denim shorts and a short, thin top. It
read "Natural talent!" in child-like handwriting, next to a
picture of a girl sensually licking a lolipop. Her flat belly was
on display, showing her little belly button.

The girl's skin was smooth, though she had some minor cuts and
bruises and was a bit unwashed. Her slender loli body was petite
perfection, the pretty child face sexualized on purpose: Red
lipstick on her sensual lips, light rouge on her cheeks and pink
glitter on her eyelids. The kid's soft blonde hair was bound in
pigtails.

The reason why young Sveta looked like a cheap whore was simple:
she was one. The slutty child was here on her own initiative, to
offer hard-core sex to this stranger. She made a living by
renting out her little body as a disposable fuck toy to adults
she had never met. Since early childhood, Sveta had been fucked
in her preteen pussy, mouth and ass countless times, by countless
different customers, for very small amounts of money or food.

Of course, all of Sveta's fucking and sucking was completely
voluntary. In 2107, no one could force another to have physical
contact against their will. That was forbidden by The
Constitution, and The Constitution was automatically enforced by
a ubiquitous surveillance and security system. The rate of
violent crime on earth was now practically zero. Only consensual
sex and violence were legal and common.

Unfortunately for hungry little Sveta, and very fortunately for
Mr. Brown the pervert, The Constitution also protected property
rights without compromise. Theft was now technologically
impossible. The rich had no legal obligation to feed the poor.
Even parents owed no child support to their own kids.

But luckily, all voluntary interactions had been legalized, and
that included those involving minors of any age. Even the most
perverted ones. Within years, child prostitution had turned from
a risky underground business to a socially accepted mass market.
And with 28 billion people on the planet and new babies being
popped out all the time, there was an unending supply of poor
kids trying hard to earn a few extra credits, willing to satisfy
paying customers in all humanly possible ways. It was the Golden
Age for perverts with a bit of extra money, who were showered
with sexual offers.

So Sveta was very nervous about screwing this deal up.
Competition among child whores was cut-throat, and the
impoverished little girl was dangerously running out of survival
options. Thankfully, after minutes of anxious waiting, Mr.
Brown's door finally opened. Before approaching his house, she
had sent him several mental notes, and he had not responded. But 
apparently he had noticed them after all. The old pedophile had 
probably seen her on his house camera, maybe checked out her
public hooker profile on the data nets, and decided that this
blonde little slut was fuckable enough to hear her out. Otherwise
she probably wouldn't have been able to walk onto his property at
all.

"Yes, hello?"

Brown was 75 years old, but looked like just under 50 because of
anti-aging medication. Sveta had no illusions about reaching
either age herself.

"Mr. Brown? My name is Sveta. I am nine years old and a friend of
Niki's."

She looked him in the eye and sexily posed to appear as
enticingly as possible to the old pervert, to quickly grab his
interest before he decided she was a waste of time. Then she
lowered her voice somewhat. Even though pedophilia was perfectly
legal and violence impossible, privacy was still valued by some.

"Mr. Brown, Niki told me about the time she spent at your house
over a year ago. She said you might have interest in an
experienced girl my age. I am hoping to strike a deal for a warm
bed and a hot meal with you. I promise you will not regret it! We
can do whatever you want! Just for today, or maybe longer if you
want..."

Brown's face lit up. He looked her over and took her slender loli
frame in. Slutty clothing, slutty poses, personalized sales
pitch.

"Ah yes, Niki! That was tons of fun. But you know I finally
kicked the little slut out of my apartment because she wasn't a
good girl, right?"

"Uh, she told me that you wanted to do some stuff that she didn't
want to do... is that right?"

"Yes, she was disobedient. She did most things I expected of her
at first, but then she disappointed me when our games got a
little more... demanding. Then she was not a good girl at all!
She said she had other options and refused to make me happy in
the ways that I wanted. As you know, there are hundreds of
obedient little cunts I could have in my house within an hour at
any time. So I won't tolerate being disappointed by a useless
girl!"

Sveta the starving child whore knew it was now or never. She
needed to make an impression.

"This won't happen with me, Mr. Brown! I am more reliable than
Niki and I am very experienced and professional! I can be very
obedient if you want me to be. And all I want in return is food
and shelter! No extra fees!"

"Good to hear! I assume you are clean?"

Clean meant STD-free. All citizens had a brain implant that could
run internal health diagnostics, among other things. She sent him
the proof directly via the system, and he reciprocated. Then he
smiled at the girl and nodded.

"Okay slut, you can stay with me for tonight and, if you are a
good whore as you say, maybe quite a bit longer. I will feed you
and you can shower. You can wash your clothes here, sleep in a
warm bed and use my entertainment stuff. But there are strict
conditions for little hookers who enter my house! The first one
is that you call me 'Sir' and speak the truth to me at all times.
I will never hear an intentional lie from you! You prove it via
the system."

"Yeah, that's okay. Uh, I mean, yes Sir!"

"The second is that, while you are here, you will actively offer
your naked body to me without being asked, at all times. You will
follow me to every room I go unless I tell you otherwise, and I
will find your nipples and bare pussy always within my arm's
reach, presented nicely for my pleasure. When you sit or lie,
your legs will always be spread wide, with your cunt openly
displayed toward my general direction. You will never slack off
in this duty!"

"Yes Sir. I promise!"

"Third, in my home, you will obviously do whatever I tell you to
do, no exceptions. No matter how disgusting, no matter how
humiliating or embarrassing. There will be no buts, no hesitation
and no arguing. You don't have to like it. In fact, I may like it
better when you don't like it. But when I order you to do
something, you say 'Yes Sir' and do it. Or else you can't stay."

"Yes Sir! I will do whatever you say, Sir!"

"Next, by entering my home, you give me prior consent to do with
your body whatever I please, at any time. Let's avoid all
misunderstandings here! If we do this, you are going to be my
available little fuck toy, to use and abuse as I see fit. When I
feel like doing something to you, I will simply do it to you. I
won't ask for your opinions on the matter! You say yes to this
now, and then it counts for as long as you are in my house. The
only exceptions are permanent injuries. Only they will remain
forbidden. And by that I don't mean bruises, rest assured you
will get some of those!"

The young whore wasn't thrilled, but she wasn't surprised,
either. She had accepted demands like these before. Competition
between child prostitutes was fierce, and if she said no now, some
other kid would surely say yes. Sveta bowed her head.

"Yes Sir. You can do with me whatever you want without asking,
Sir. Other than the injuries thing, I mean. I give the permission
now."

"Very good! And the final condition, all your perceptions and
emotions stay on while you are here: Pain, disgust, and fear are
not being shut off or dimmed down. You prove it via the system."

Sveta blinked nervously. In 2107, switching off or dimming down
unpleasant feelings with the brain implants was very common among
poor people, or people who lived dangerously. To deny another
citizen this inner control was highly unusual. This way, the old
pervert could make his sex games arbitrarily nasty for the little
whore, which was obviously the purpose of the rule.

It was clear to her the deal wasn't legally binding. They could
both revoke it within one second, at any time. The Constitution
didn't allow real slavery or torture. But Sveta was really cold
and hungry and hadn't slept in a real bed for weeks! She didn't
want to sleep in a rusty pipe at the docks anymore. So the young
slut just sighed and finally nodded her blonde head yes.

"Come on in then!"

She stepped inside and the door sealed shut magnetically behind
her. The loli cunt didn't lose any time. She knew exactly what
was expected of her. With a quick motion, she took off her top to
reveal the cutest little nipples on a flawless flat chest. Then
she opened the zipper of her denim shorts and pushed them to her
feet, stepping out of them while pulling off her sandals.

The whore had a small pink girlie purse which contained cheap
utilities like her tramp makeup. She handed it to him and he put
it on a table nearby. Now only her slutty little panties
remained. They featured an image of a hard adult cock, with the
caption, "Girl's best friend!"

"Step close to me and do it slowly. While looking at me."

Sveta figured they were alone. At least she couldn't make out
anyone else. She couldn't overlook how nice the furniture was,
though. Even though it was just upper middle class standard, she
had never lived in a real apartment with extra furniture and
vases just for decoration, since her mom had kicked her out in
early childhood. She knew she probably never would again, except
temporarily as a disposable fuck toy.

The little hooker faced the pervert closely and wasn't at all
surprised to see him taking his already hard cock out of his
pants with his right hand. Looking him in the eye, she slowly
slid her obscene panties down to reveal a perfect hairless little
slit. She stepped out of her panties and he motioned for her to
hand them over. The old man held them to his nose and took a deep
breath. Then he handed them back. The blond kiddie slut was now
completely naked, except for a blue wristband on her right wrist,
a cheap ring on her right middle finger, and the red hair ties on
her pigtails.

"Take my dick into your mouth to prove you're really willing,
then you can go wash your clothes."

Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, naked on the hard
tiled floor, and took his unwashed smelling cock deep into her
mouth, bobbing her head back and forth quickly without being
asked, never breaking eye contact with him. He smiled
approvingly. She knew he was hooked; she could at least get a
meal and probably breakfast out of this, hopefully more.

"Put your clothes in there, the machine will do the rest."

He pointed to a lid in the wall that looked like a garbage can.
But she knew it wasn't garbage disposal, she hadn't cleared her
clothes for destruction in his home, so The Constitution would
prevent it. After closing the lid, she heard a short sucking and
then humming noise. The machine had automatically started
washing.

"You're hungry, aren't you?"

"Yes Sir."

He went to an inventory shelf nearby, while she followed him
closely. Inventory shelves were small rack-like gadgets
integrated with a wall or furniture. They had internal
propagation mechanisms connected to the entire household that
allowed the user to fetch any object of adequate size from
anywhere, such as food.

Brown gave the mental command to the system, and after some
humming and clicking, the inventory shelf produced two energy
bars. They were chocolate with walnuts and hazelnuts. He picked
one up and chewed a bit off while she was watching, her mouth
watering.

"Mh, delicious! Spread your legs, arms behind your back."

She stood close to him and spread her legs as wide as she could
without losing balance, pelvis thrust forward. Her arms crossed
behind her back, she pushed out her flat chest and nipples toward
him for good measure.

The pervert picked up the other energy bar and roughly stuffed it
into her preteen whore cunt. She winced in pain as the nuts on
the bar's surface scraped her tender pussy flesh, but she didn't
resist. It wasn't the first object some rough pedo had shoved in
there.

He chuckled.

"Don't move. Keep it in as long as you can, but don't use your
hands."

Then he just waited until, after a minute or so, it slowly slid
out of her tight kiddie pussy and dropped to the floor.

"Ah, that's disappointing. You're really a worthless whore,
aren't you?"

"Not completely, Sir! I can do a lot of things-"

Brown interrupted her.

"I didn't mean that literally, you idiot. It was a rhetorical
question. Jeez, you're a stupid cunt!"

The naked child still stood obediently with her legs spread and
her arms behind her back, bowing her head in shame.

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir. I tried to hold the energy bar in as
long as I could!"

He waved his hand in exaggerated generosity.

"It doesn't matter. You can still eat it. But eat it on the floor
like a bitch, without using your hands. And stick your ass up for
me."

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir!"

She really meant it. She was starving and had feared not to get
the bar after all. The 9-year-old hooker dropped to her knees and
then to all fours. Her legs still spread, her ass was pushed high
into the air, perversely, facing toward Mr. Brown to allow him
pussy access if he wanted. He reached down and fingered her
asshole as she ate from the floor like an animal.

The floor was clean - the house was self-cleaning - but it was
just so degrading as she chewed away at the energy bar that had
just been in her pussy for a minute, using only her teeth, tongue
and lips as instructed. Finally she picked up the last chocolate
morsels by licking the floor. Sveta didn't care about dignity.
To her starving whore mind, the chocolate bar tasted like heaven!

"It looks like you really need a shower, slut."

Brown smelled his finger that had been rubbing her ass crack and
made a face.

"Yes Sir. That would be awesome, Sir."

"Alright, let's get you in there."

He grabbed one of her pigtails and dragged her with him to a
lavish bathroom. It was perfectly clean and big, richly decorated
and scented. It almost looked like she was in a spa. It occured
to little Sveta that, right now, she was probably the most dirty
and cheap object in the room. There was not only a big shower
embedded in the wall like a small artificial cave, but also a
wastefully huge bathtub that could easily accommodate five people
at the same time. It was all very wasteful, compared to the
standard she was used to at the charity homes and brothels.

"Let's rinse you down."

The pervert motioned for her to enter the shower cave, which she
gladly did. Sveta expected he would turn on the warm water, to
clean her up for sex later. But that wasn't quite what he had in
mind.

"Kneel with your legs spread wide and your pussy thrust toward
me. Put your hands behind the back of your head and interlock
your fingers. Yes, that's it. You're a good little cunt! Now tilt
your head back so that your face faces upward... no, not toward
the shower, just in my direction... that's right. Now open your
whore mouth wide and keep it open until I say otherwise. And
tongue out."

She obeyed, expecting maybe a blowjob before the shower. Soon
enough, he took his clothes off and dropped them to the floor.
The old pervert was completely naked now. She was astonished at
how muscular he was given his age and relatively short frame. His
dick was slightly above average size and uncircumsized.

To her surprise, it was only semi hard. Instead of jerking it off
or putting it into her mouth as she expected, he just held it
pointing at her. The kiddie cunt realized quickly what was
coming, but she didn't move one bit as a hot stream of strongly
smelling piss hit her face. This wasn't the first time she had
been pissed on, of course. Many customers had demanded it and she
had gladly offered it for just enough money to buy half an extra
meal. But of course, back then she had always simply switched off
her sense of taste, smell and disgust.

Brown, however, enjoyed her appalled expression as he pissed into
the poor girl's mouth and her self-control to obey his orders
despite the fact that she visibly hated every second of it.

"You don't have to swallow anything, just let it flow down your
body."

The whore was thankful enough for that. She didn't want to vomit
the energy bar back out again! And he seemed content to let her
close her eyes.

Most of the stream of strong, stinking man piss hit her wide-open
mouth directly, but he also let it wander a bit, over her nose
and closed glitter-pink eyes, over her flat chest and nipples,
finally aiming at her thrust-out cunt. Then the stream subsided
and he flipped the last drops from his cock over her face with a
flinging motion. He knew there was a residue of piss in her mouth
now.

"Don't spit it out just yet. Keep your position and your slut
mouth open, and run your tongue over your lips in perverse
circles while moaning like a bitch in heat."

She did, acting with fake lust while barely hiding her obvious
disgust. He watched her in amusement for a full minute, then he
ordered her to spit, which she immediately and gladly obeyed.

"Thank me for my piss. You should feel honored."

She had enough experience with dominant men to know what he
wanted to hear.

"Yes Sir. Thank you for your piss, Sir. Thank you for pissing in
my whore mouth, Sir."

"You're welcome, cunt. That's what little tramps are for."

Then he used the link to turn the shower on, and the pedo piss
was rinsed from her petite body by hot water. He joined her and
hugged her and gently rubbed her loli body all over with soap and
warm, gentle hands, washing the sweat and dust of poverty off of
her.

They took a long time washing each other, and she opened her hair
to wash all the piss and street dust out. He fondled her body
while washing it, rubbing her pussy and ass crack, circling her
nipples, washing her armpits. She returned the favor and fingered
his balls and dick, pushing his dickskin back and cleaning the
tip gently. Then she used soap to wash his ass crack and armpits
out. He thought she was just imitating him, but Sveta had enough
experience to know it was better if he was clean in all places.
Who knew what he demanded next!

Finally they finished and dried each other off with warm clean
towels from the bathroom's inventory shelf. They even smelled
good!

"I want you to get your slut makeup back on as it was before."

Her eye glitter, rouge and lipstick had been partially washed off
by the pedo piss and soap water.

"It's in my purse. You left it on the table."

"I'll get it."

He could have commanded the inventory shelf to get it for him,
but instead he started to leave the bathroom, and she suddenly
remembered the rule about always offering her pussy and nipples
within arm's reach. What if he wanted to fondle or pinch her in
the hallway? The child quickly followed him, staying close to his
naked body, her arms by her side. However, he just handed her the
purse.

"Get back in the bathroom and put your makeup on. Then brush your
teeth, I have instructed the inventory shelf to put a new
toothbrush out for you. It's your property now. Then bind your
hair as it was, I liked the pigtails. Once you're done, tell me
and then we can eat."

"Yes Sir!"

The hungry whore was very much looking forward to that.

It took her almost half an hour to brush her teeth, do her hair
and get prettied up to old Brown's liking again. When she got out
of the bathroom and posed to make her pussy and nipples available
to his whimsical grasp, she found him in the kitchen and realized
he had already finished eating.

The smell of potatoes and steak filled the kitchen and her knees
went almost weak when she took it in. She couldn't remember the
last time she had eaten a real steak! Well, as real as it got for
most people anyway. Actual cows were far too wasteful for mass
production, so most meat was now vat-grown in vertical farms on
an algae-based nutrient culture. But thankfully, it tasted like
the real deal.

"I took the liberty of eating first. But your dinner is almost
ready too! Do you like steak?"

He pointed to a warming plate filled with potatoes, peas and a
large juicy peppered steak.

"Yes Sir! Thank you Sir!"

"Wait, wait, wait. I said almost ready! Surely we can both agree
that you're a nasty cum slut. So my hospitality demands that your
meal should meet the special needs of a nasty cum slut. To that
end, we are missing one final ingredient: my special sauce!"

She knew where this was going, and it took her complete willpower
not to express her annoyance with an angry sigh.

"Yes Sir. Of course, Sir. What would you like me to do about
that, Sir?"

"Hm, I don't know, I'm not the nasty cum slut. What do you think
you should do about it?"

"Maybe I could... pump it out?"

He chuckled with delight.

"That's a great idea! Let's see if you can do that right."

He stood up and motioned for her to take his place. She did and
spread her slender whore legs wide to make her hairless cunt
visible to him. But he just pulled her chair slightly back and
stepped between her and the table. His own legs were now spread
as he stood facing the dinner, while his hairy muscular ass was
right in her face. He put his old plate to the side and placed
the warming plate, filled with her food, in front of his fully
erect cock.

"Lucky for you, the special sauce that will make your meal
complete for you, is right here and you can get it from the
source! All you have to do is play with my balls and jerk my cock
for me until I cum. However, you must do so very slowly and it
may take a long while before your special sauce comes out and you
can eat. If you go too fast for my taste, I will slap your cunt
face hard. But don't worry! You can speed up the process by
tongue-fucking my asshole! As long as your worthless whore tongue
is buried deep in my ass, I will allow you to go faster and you
can get to your special sauce sooner. Okay?"

She knew he wasn't really asking her opinion on the matter.
Normally, she would never have done this without her sense of
taste and disgust turned off, but she was starving and the smell
of food almost made her faint.

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir..."

Without losing more time, Sveta pulled his ass cheeks apart,
leaned forward and buried her slut face deep into his ass crack.
Now she was glad she had cleaned him so thoroughly earlier! She
started licking his hairy asshole rapidly, making loud slurping
noises to turn him on. When she had established a pace, she
reached around with both her hands, cupped his balls and started
jerking him off, slowly at first, then fast.

Soon he pushed her hands away and stepped to the side.

"No, no, no, you worthless cunt!"

He slapped her right cheek hard, then the other one. Her eyes
started tearing up.

"I told you I would allow you to go faster as long as your tongue
was buried in my asshole, not slobbering away at it! Do you
disobey me on purpose? Is that it?"

"No Sir! I'm sorry Sir! Please don't take the food away, Sir!
I'll do better, I swear!"

He turned back and pulled his ass cheeks apart for her. When she
buried her face in his ass again, he let out a loud wet fart that
he had been holding back, directly into the little girl's mouth.
Gagging and surprised, she withdrew.

"It's just a fart, you stupid slut! Ignore it and do your fucking
job!"

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir!"

She leaned forward again and started tongue fucking his hairy
asshole in earnest. It took great effort and was very unpleasant
and disgusting. She pushed her loli tongue as deeply into his
rectum as she could, which wasn't very far, and wiggled the
little tip around inside his old man ass. At least the young girl
didn't feel shit in there. Something to be grateful for.

Sveta fondled the old pervert's dick and balls again, jerking him
with half-speed. She wasn't entirely sure how fast she was
allowed to go now with her tongue actually fucking his ass, and
she didn't want to get slapped again. She figured he was turned
on enough, so she kept wanking him at medium speed. And soon
enough, he started moaning and panting loudly as he shot a large
load of special sauce all over her steak and potatoes.

"That's enough, cunt. I'm done. You can eat now."

She leaned back and he turned around and smeared his slimy cock
over her cheeks and nose. Then he stepped to the side as she
looked at her dinner, covered in pedo semen. Remembering the
rules, she turned her lower body toward him, legs spread wide to
present her tight hairless pussy to the old man. Then she picked
up knife and fork and started to eat her cum-covered meal in this
uncomfortable position.

He watched her in amusement for a while, slowly pumping his still
leaking dick. Then he stepped closer and rubbed the slimy tip of
his prick all over the side of her forehead, her cheek and her
neck, while she was chewing. Even though she was used to
degrading treatment and certainly to the taste of man jizz,
little Sveta was quite uncomfortable. But eating steak was
awesome!

Old Mr. Brown rested his still hot and slimy but shrinking cock
on her shoulder, pressed against her neck, brushing her
beautifully bound pigtail onto it. His hairy balls were rubbing
against her shoulder blade from behind. He pushed his pelvis
against her body in a slow casual rhythm. Then he started
randomly covering her blonde head with light, painless slaps.
Sveta had no idea if he expected her to do something or if he was
just bored. When she looked up at him questioningly, he
instructed:

"Just keep eating. I have no use for a dead whore."

The hungry child gladly obeyed. After a while, Brown let go of
her and signaled to the inventory shelf to produce a can of
coke. Even in 2107, it was still a staple drink, although a less
popular one. He reached down and pushed the ice-cold can against
her gaping kiddie cunt for 20 seconds, enjoying her discomfort.
The preteen whore gasped and panted, but endured it obediently
without flinching. Satisfied, he handed the can to her.

"Thank you Sir."

"Alright, you stay here and finish up. I have to check on
something in the basement. I'll be gone at least an hour,
probably longer, so take your time. But don't wipe off the cum
stains I have left on you. I want them to dry on your skin. You
are a nasty cum slut, after all."

"Yes Sir."

The inventory shelf started humming again and he took something
else out of it. It was a large tube of lube and a blindfold with
the word "SLUT" written on it.

"Let me tell you a secret. You see, I have this silly daydream. I
dream that, when I come into the kitchen one evening, I find my
kitchen table where it is now, but instead of food, there is a
naked little girl bent over it! She is wearing a blindfold so she
can't see a thing. Her legs are stretched and spread wide. Her
chest and head are pressed flat down on the table. But her ass is
pushed up super high! The most silly part of my dream is that
this girl holds her ass cheeks pulled wide apart with her hands
so she can proudly present her little asshole to me as a gift.
When I enter the room, it is already waiting for me, all lubed up
so I can immediately do with it whatever I want! Weird, huh? Do
you think my silly dream will come true one day?"

"Yes Sir. It will, I promise!"

"We will see. Oh, on an unrelated note, did you know my modern
toilet has an enema function? Imagine that! It cleans out little
assholes automatically. A girl could learn all about it in the
tutorial she could access if she sat on it."

"Yes Sir. That's good to know, Sir."

"Sure is."

He left the kitchen, and she finished eating. For a moment, Sveta
thought about washing his remaining cum off her potatoes. But
then she realized that idea was even more silly than his
daydream. He was right. She was a nasty cum slut. Just like her
mother. There was no denying it. It was the only reason she had
been born, and it was the only reason she hadn'd died yet. In a
whore's life, avoiding sperm was a futile and silly aspiration.

Not that she had ever had a better alternative. Sveta had been
desperately poor from the beginning. Her mother was a middle
class whore who specialized in getting knocked up again and again
so she could be pounded hard by rich customers with a pregnancy
fetish. The resulting children were a nuisance to her, and she
soon refused to support them at all, leaving them to charity or
death.

Of course, like all children, Sveta had received a brain implant
that gave her access to the global data networks. It also allowed
her full control over feelings such as pain, hunger or fear, and
it even had a suicide function! But she had no possessions. The
only thing she had going for her was a natural talent to evoke
sexual interest in adults. She watched other street kids selling
themselves. And soon, she bargained for food and shelter by doing
obscene things adults told her to do, degrading herself
shamelessly and spreading her legs for strangers on command. It
was this submissive slut instinct, probably inherited from her
tramp mother, that saved the little girl's tight fuckable ass
from early starvation.

Occasionally, the pretty loli had been allowed to live in charity
homes, which had basically just been storage halls where she was
crammed together with countless others. The slutty preteen gained
favor from the employees because of her submissiveness and sexual
obedience - which was soon put to good use by the staff and some
donors for fucking her in all holes and cumming on her face and
body every day. But when she was almost 7, a big donation
expired, and even though she had agreed to sexually service the
management in any way they wanted, the little slut was among the
unlucky kids to be forced out on the streets again.

From then on, she had passed through a rapid succession of filthy
child brothels in different megacities all over the world. There
she earned her keep by fucking and sucking stinking poor
strangers, getting pissed on by drunken men, playing bondage and
cum swapping games with other children for an audience, doing it
with pets for the amusement of their owners, and licking sweaty
assholes out for hours. Sveta soon came to think of her body as a
cheap object, always available for public use by the masses. And
the child always had to pay rent to the brothel owners to be
allowed to stay, which sucked up all her earnings.

But she had her small joys in life and most of the time, she
switched her feelings off during the act by using her brain
implant. And cheap modern meds protected her body from
infections. So despite her desperate poverty, she was glad she
was born and she didn't want to die.

One day she met Niki, an 11-year-old fuckslut with whom she
shared a bed in a whorehouse offering cheap "2-for-1" loli
threesome services. Together, the two preteen cunts satisfied a
variety of customers for very little money: stoned teen boys who
were supported by their parents and tried out every sexual
experience they hadn't had yet, jaded businessmen looking for a
new extra-perverted kink to get their libido back, fat lesbian
women who wanted to have their asses and nasty pussies eaten out
by two girls at once, lowlife bums celebrating temporary
financial windfalls, and of course the genuine pedophiles who
specifically sought out kiddie ass to pound hard.

Niki told her about past customers and what things she had done
to survive. So when the last kiddie brothel swapped Sveta out for
a fresh batch of new and innocent fuckmeat, and she couldn't get
a spot in another one for some time, she decided to do what Niki
had done: Find extra perverted men and try to make domestic deals
with them, to live with them fully available 24/7 as a private
sexual servant for as long as they would let her. At first she
bargained for extra pay, but the competition was enormous, so she
often settled to do anything just for food and shelter.

This had worked well and she had stayed with a few customers
before Brown, but never permanently. There was just too little
money and too much competition of fuckable loli cum dumpsters.
Most men wanted variety in their available sluts, and she was
always rotated out. So it came that, after a dry spell of horny
men to feed her, slutty little Sveta ended up at Mr. Brown's door
despite Niki's warning about his devious and sadistic nature, to
offer herself to him as an obedient sex toy. And now, just a
short while later, she was eating a warm and healthy dinner with
his cum on it! The 9-year-old whore decided that, all things
considered, this had been a solid success.

She stopped reminiscing and finished her dinner and her coke,
then she put the dirty dishes into the sink so that the inventory
shelf would take care of them. There were a few drops of Mr.
Brown's special sauce left on the table. Sveta licked them off
and then used her palm to wipe away her spit. The table now
looked clean enough to her. The young tramp pulled the chair out
of the way and went to the bathroom.

She quickly brushed her teeth again and then sat on the toilet.
The old man had been right, she could access a toilet tutorial
via her brain implant. She chose the enema option and realized
all she had to do was sit and activate it via a mental command.
The toilet recognized her anus and inserted a nozzle
automatically, filling her bowels with body-warm water. It even
chose the right amount for her size, and after she was done,
cleaned and dried her ass thoroughly.

Realizing how intelligently even toilets were designed now, Sveta
was glad there were no loli sex robots yet. At least none that
were quite as authentic and cheap as a poor real child. None with
real feelings to fuck with. That would be her end.

Only 45 minutes had passed, but the young girl wanted to be on
the safe side. Her customer had expressed a dream, and she fully
intended to fulfill it! After lubing her little girl ass up as
thoroughly as she could, she bent over the kitchen table. Once in
position, she put the blindfold on, making sure the "SLUT"
caption wasn't upside down. Then she pulled it over her eyes,
adjusting it obediently until she really couldn't see a thing
anymore. The cheap cunt pressed her face and chest down onto the
table, spread her stretched legs wide and pushed her ass up "super
high". Then she pulled her ass cheeks apart and waited, her
kiddie anus well-prepared.

And she waited. And waited. And waited. It was really
uncomfortable.

After more than half an hour had passed in that position, Sveta
decided to grab the lube again and freshen up the slimy asshole
so her customer could immediately slide into her whatever it was
that he wanted to slide into her. Then she reached back again,
spread her cheeks, offering her well-lubed shitter to an empty
kitchen.

And she waited. And waited. And waited.

She couldn't hear a thing except for the mild humming and
clicking of the inventory shelf and its internal washing and
sorting gadgets. How she wished she had such a house of her own!

Of course, she couldn't see anything either. That was the whole
point of the blindfold. But where was the pervert who surely
wanted to fuck or at least play with her ass at some point? She
could hear no steps in the hallway, and no noises coming from the
basement. Then again, the walls and floors were probably
soundproof.

The obedient preteen fuck toy had now waited more than an hour in
this unpleasant and humiliating position, presenting her ready
anus to no one in particular. She felt an absurd sense of
rejection. But she didn't dare get up either. Whenever she
thought about giving up her position to go looking, she reminded
herself that he could enter the kitchen at any time, and not see
the lubed-up little girl asshole he expected. And then the whole
waiting and her aching joints and back would have been in vain.

When the submissive hooker suddenly felt something touching her
backdoor, she was so shocked she let out a loud yelp and almost
jumped.

"Jesus Christ, cunt! Hold still! Why are you offering me your
lubed-up asshole if you don't want to get fucked?"

His voice was directly behind her. She could now feel him
pressing the thing against her again, it was a warm fleshy object
with a soft tip, presumably his manhood. Her heart was racing.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry, Sir! I didn't know you were here. I
thought I was alone!"

Her little girl voice was desperate.

"Well, I snuck in a whole while ago and saw a dream come true.
Then I observed you for some time to see what you would do and if
you would talk to yourself or something. Tell me, did you check
the data nets while you were waiting?"

"No Sir. I was listening when you would come."

She could hear in his voice that he was grinning.

"Good girl. But a cheap fuckslut like you should really expect to
get a dick shoved in at any time. Especially when you offer your
ass like that. I still can't believe you were surprised."

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir. It was stupid."

While they were talking, he had steadily shoved more and more of
his hard prick into her tight rectum. He didn't expect that it
would fit in to full length, and he didn't care.

She was still holding her position with her hands pulling her ass
cheeks apart to make it easier for him to penetrate her. Once he
had half his dick inside the 9-year-old loli, he bent over and
let his upper body rest heavily on top of hers. Then the old
pervert started pushing into her ass in rhythmic thrusts, very
slowly at first, but speeding up quickly. It didn't take long and
he was pounding her little asshole hard and fast.

While he didn't care about full penetration, he did value a
proper fucking. His slut was yelping sharply with every instroke.
It wasn't clear to him if she was putting on an acoustic show for
her customer or if she was really in pain. And frankly, as long
as she wasn't injured seriously, he didn't really care either
way.

The muscular pedophile kept fucking Sveta's young whore ass for
almost 15 minutes, her sight still blocked by the blindfold.
During the ordeal, he randomly insulted her, taunting her about
what a worthless cum bucket she was, what a cheap fuck toy her
preteen asshole was and what an honor it must be for her to be
pounded by him like this. She acknowledged each insult with a
vigorous, "Yes Sir!"

But mostly, he just grunted in her ear like a pig. He didn't even
try to alleviate his weight on her tiny body, marveling in the
feeling of power while crushing his newfound domestic slut under
his muscular weight. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer.
With long thrusts pushing his hard dick painfully deep into her
asshole, he shot today's second load of hot pedo sperm for little
Sveta, deep into her bowels this time.

Brown rested on the poor panting whore for a full minute, then he
slowly and gently pulled his slimy prick out of her anus,
accompanied by an obscene wet fart noise.

"Don't move one bit, cunt."

Young Sveta was still in the same position as described in his
daydream. And she still couldn't see anything.

The old man quickly checked her for signs of injury, somewhat
fearing that he might have overdone the pounding. What he didn't
know was that the experienced child hooker had endured dozens and
dozens of similarly savage assfucks from harsh and horny men in
her sex-filled life. She looked physically fine. So he grabbed a
small buttplug he had brought into the kitchen and pushed it
slowly into her well-fucked rectum, while she was still pulling
her ass cheecks apart for his benefit.

"Since you're a nasty cum slut, this little toy will seal my jizz
in your ass for a while so you can enjoy it better. The plug has
a count down of 45 minutes, then it will alert you that the
timer's up. After that, you are allowed to get up to the
bathroom, take it out there and get cleaned up thoroughly. Before
that, you are NOT allowed to break my dream. I'll be in the
living room."

"Yes Sir..."

Her voice betrayed a serious lack of enthusiasm, but Brown didn't
exactly blame her. She had waited for over an hour in this
painfully unergonomic position, then holding it in perfect
obedience during a severe ass pounding. That he might require her
to maintain it after he was done fucking her tight ass probably
hadn't even occurred to the child.

But such was the plight of a cheap whore, and if she didn't like
it, she was always free to reject his hospitality.

He quietly snuck a peak into the kitchen 30 minutes later, and
sure enough, she had maintained her exact position with her
blindfold still on, her ass cheeks spread wide, and the butt plug
counting down. Even though she was now sobbing loudly.

15 minutes later he heard the butt plug's horribly shrill alarm,
and an exhausted crying girl shuffling to the bathroom. Brown
waited until he heard the toilet flush and then, a while later,
the shower run. He opened the bathroom door and told her that she
wasn't required to put her make-up back on tonight and that he
wanted her hair open.

"Yes Sir."

The sadness had gone from her voice, she had already recovered
her submissive resolve. Astonishing.

As Sveta sat down next to him on the couch in the living room a
few minutes later, legs spread wide to allow him pussy and nipple
access, he shook his head.

"That won't be necessary now. Because you were such a good girl,
I absolve you from your body presentation duties until I say
otherwise. Consider it a well-earned break."

"Thank you Sir."

With a smile, he invited her to join him under his warm blanket,
and the old man spent the next 2 hours holding her tightly,
caressing her open hair and naked body without sexual touch, just
like a loving father might have, and feeding her sweets while
they both sipped on glasses of wine and watched an entertaining
holo game show.

By the time it was over, the cute little whore was sound asleep
in his arms.


--- Day 2 ---

Sveta woke up the next morning in her customer's bedroom alone,
naked under satin sheets, and realized he must have carried her
in without waking her up. The little hooker quickly checked her
pussy and the sheets for cum, but apparently, he hadn't fucked
her while she had been passed out. Not that she would have minded
- an unconscious fuck would just mean less conscious sex work
later.

Sveta got up to find her customer. She remembered he had
suspended the rule about availability, but that was yesterday,
and it was smart to stay on his good side. The poverty-ridden
girl couldn't help feeling envy and awe at how big his bed was.
It could have provided comfortable room for more than five poor
kids who were just now sleeping much less pleasantly on dirty
rugs or concrete.

But she knew thinking like this would just make her sad. The
man's bed was his rightful property and only his, it didn't
belong to the poor kids. He owed them nothing. And even if she
disagreed, The Constitution didn't care about her philosophical
opinion. The system did what it was programmed to do. So the
little hooker decided to be grateful that she had been allowed to
sleep in his bed at all, and went to resume the sexual service
that had made it possible.

But she was shocked when she entered the living room.

The old pervert sat on the couch where they had both cuddled so
nicely yesterday, and another young cunt sat on him, straddling
his lap and riding his hard pedo cock fast! The girl bounced with
abandon, squealing and moaning as her smoothly shaved pussy slid
up and down his shaft, burying it inside her completely on the
instrokes. The bouncing slut had beautiful long brown hair and
developing little titties, which jiggled up and down with the
fucking motion. She looked about 12 or 13 years old.

Sveta felt a cold grip on her heart, a toxic mix of anger and
sadness rushing over her. Was it possible he had already replaced
her while she was still sleeping? Had all her obedience not been
good enough to prevent her from being rotated out for some other
random fuck toy, in barely one day? Had she really been such a
worthless whore that he didn't even want to use her as a cum
bucket for his morning boner in exchange for cereal?

"Ah, good morning sleepyhead! Good that you are awake. Your lazy
evening is over, and I expect full compliance with our agreement
from you again."

"Yes Sir. And good morning, Sir! I hope you had a great night."

The slutty child quickly went over to him and positioned herself
in his arm's reach again in a submissive pose, legs spread, pussy
and flat chest thrust out, hands behind her back. He responded by
roughly shoving his gnarly index finger into her dry preteen
cunt, sowing it in and out a few times, then lightly pinching her
nipples.

"Sveta, this is Kate the bouncing fuckpig. Kate, this is Sveta
the nasty cum slut. Now you little whores be polite for me and
greet each other with an extra sloppy french kiss!"

"Yes Sir."

Sveta moved around in front of the bouncing fuckpig and stepped
between the old man's legs, while Kate kept bouncing fast. Her
beautiful dark eyes betrayed a mix of disdain and boredom, which
Brown couldn't see from behind, but she kept moaning in
exaggerated fake lust as she fucked herself up and down on the
invading pedo prick.

"Do you consent or not?", Sveta impatiently asked the new girl,
annoyed that she had to ask at all.

Whatever prior consent agreements either of them had with Brown,
Sveta couldn't just grab and kiss the girl, even though it was
obvious she had heard the command and didn't resist the advance
physically. A kiss from a stranger was intimate enough for The
Constitution to require explicit consent. Sveta's "Yes Sir" had
sufficed, and if Kate the fuckpig had been the one to initiate the
kiss actively after that, it would have been legal. But she just
kept bouncing, and the last thing Sveta needed was an automated 
intervention, or even an attempted assault charge that counted her
as an aggressor and her competitor as victim!

The Constitution's take on the situation was so simple any child
could understand it: You didn't kiss strangers who hadn't said
yes, no matter what third parties expected of you.

"Hey, why don't you girls just give each other prior consent to
any physical contact I order you when you are in my apartment?
You're both clean, so it's no big deal. Or are you too fucking
good for that, fuckpig?"

His voice contained a warning undertone. It was clear he would
not tolerate disobedience. Whatever deal those two might have, he
was obviously in a superior bargaining position.

"No Mr. Brown, Sir. I consent."

Kate looked at Sveta angrily as if it were her fault.

"Me too."

With the legal annoyances out of the way, the blonde preteen
hooker now proceeded to cup the older girl's cheeks in her hands
and started french kissing her passionately, following the
bouncing motion by bending her own back rhythmically. The girls
made loud slurping noises in the process for their pervert's
pleasure. Kate resumed moaning loudly with fake lust, which felt
weird in Sveta's mouth.

Kate's tongue and breath tasted okay to Sveta, but she wasn't
sure about her own. She hadn't had a chance yet to brush her
teeth since last night. But as Sveta saw it, the presence of the
bouncing fuckpig was a threat to her very survival, and if the
fuckpig was disgusted, it was disgusted. To the little preteen
whore, it would have been awesome if Kate would just invoke The
Constitution, leave the house Sveta wanted to live in, and never
come back.

But Kate actually intensified the kissing, firmly grabbing the
back of Sveta's head in one hand while keeping her other hand on
the old man's naked knee for stability as she kept fucking
herself hard and deep on his cock. She let her sloppy tongue
dance and exchange rapid spitty licks with the little tramp's. It
almost felt like their tongues tried to fuck each other, honoring
old Brown's spirit of rapid pounding.

"You are probably curious how I got myself a bouncing fuckpig
like that. It's a funny story, actually. You see, bouncing little
Kate here isn't a cheap piece of street meat like you. In fact, I
pay her far more than her worthless cunt would get on the market.
I afford this little luxury to get back at her mom and to help
out her dad, who is an old gaming buddy of mine. He used to be
pretty wealthy and supported them handsomely, but one day an
investment of his fell through and since then, they are always
just at the brink of losing their home."

The sadistic pervert reached forward and pinched one of Kate's
bouncing little titties hard, and she let out a loud wincing
sound into Sveta's open mouth.

"You see, all these years that I was friends with her dad, her
stupid bitch of a mother criticized me for fucking young poor
whores such as you. She said it was immoral, even though it's all
voluntary! Fucking cunt. Whenever I was over at my friend's
house, I had to listen to her bitching about The Constitution,
that it was wrong and should never have been programmed and
installed as it was. She thinks poor people should get money for
free, and the system should simply steal it from other people and
just give it to them! For doing nothing! And even worse, she
thinks it should punish people for having sex with children, even
if the child says yes and wants to earn money! Can you imagine
that?"

Sveta broke the kiss just for a second to answer him:

"No Sir."

It was true. She couldn't imagine it. Her entire young life, she
had lived in a system where absolute respect for property and
bodily autonomy was unbreakable law. Where no meant no and yes
meant yes. Almost her entire life, she had been fucked by adults.
Every single time, she had said yes to it. And ever since her mom
had kicked her out of the house, this had been the key to
survival.

That her customers should be punished like criminals for allowing
Sveta into their lives, for sharing their money, food and
apartments with her in exchange for the sex she offered, was
completely absurd to the young whore. She would be dead now if
such a law existed! To her, it was a concept like war or burning
witches at the stake: Silly ideas from a barbaric past.

"Anyway, this is why I pay far too much to rent her daughter as a
bouncing fuckpig once or twice a week. At first, the
old-fashioned bitch was furious when I presented Kate the deal.
But when you have to choose between so-called morality and an
apartment to live in, it's not the apartment that goes first. And
so I got to put my dick into her daughter from age 10. Of course,
it was Kate the bouncing fuckpig who had to consent and share the
money voluntarily with her parents. But it's better than seeing
your family homeless, and better than fucking all the other dirty
men you'd have to fuck to earn the same money. Isn't it,
fuckpig?"

Now it was Kate's turn to break off the sloppy french kiss with
the other child whore.

"Yes Mr. Brown, Sir. Thank you for your generosity."

In reality, she actually spread her legs several times a month
for other men she knew, for smaller amounts of money than Brown
paid. She even had real orgasms sometimes. But Kate had no reason
or obligation to let him know that. Or her parents for that
matter.

"Yeah, whatever. I just enjoy telling your mom what a good fuck
you are when I'm at your house. It's funny how her moral
damnation sermons have dried up now that my dick sliding up and
down in your wet cunt is the only reason she had a place to live
for the last three years. Say, how many loads of sperm have I
shot into your little pussy, fuckpig?"

"267."

He chuckled. A part of her job was to keep count.

"And, remind me, fuckpig: What do you have to do with the cum
every time?"

"Put my panties on and keep it in my vagina for an hour, thinking
about it constantly without cleaning up or going to the
bathroom."

The pervert usually didn't check on that rule, but he assumed she
probably followed it at least some of the time. She could lie to
him, the agreement didn't contain a truth clause like Sveta's.
Kate obviously wasn't quite as desperate as the street tramp, and
Brown was buddies with her father, so he was less controlling
with her.

"And how does it feel to walk and talk amongst other people,
while thinking about my hot sperm deposit inside your fucked-out
pussy?"

"It feels super awesome, Mr. Brown Sir!"

Kate's voice sounded perversely enthusiastic, but Sveta could see
the annoyance and contempt in her dark eyes.

Thankfully, birth control wasn't an issue. It was mostly used by
religious weirdos now. The girl's implant detected pregnancies
from day one, and they could be aborted effortlessly at any time,
which was of course completely legal. Young Kate had already
become pregnant a few times and had always immediately used the
abortion function. To her, emotionally, it was like getting her
hair cut or her nails clipped.

But completing a pregnancy wouldn't have been a big deal for the
teen, either. In 2107, it was usually done painlessly within 7
months and left no stretch marks. In the womb and during birth,
the mother's implant automatically prevented the fetus from
suffering any pain or discomfort with a mix of biochemicals.
After birth, the infants then received their own implant - an
automated procedure provided by the Constitution Foundation. Pain
and hunger were switched off by default until the babies were
cognitively developed enough to control their implants.

The parents had no legal obligations whatsoever. If the baby was
fed, it developed very quickly with somewhat enhanced
intelligence. If it wasn't, it usually just died without
suffering and was recycled as biomatter by garbage disposal.

Brown figured he had possibly fathered a number of children with
different young sluts himself over the decades, without knowing
it. He didn't mind, of course, more children meant more fuckmeat
on the pedo sex market, and more fuckmeat on the market meant
more bargaining power for him and his buddies. It was even
possible he had fucked some of his own anonymous kids if they
serviced men like him to sustain themselves. It was all the same
to the pervert. The way he saw it, he was making and saving lives
by doing what he liked best.

The old man slapped Kate's bouncing ass cheeks hard.

"Faster, slut, I'm almost there. And keep exchanging spit, you
worthless whores."

They complied, keeping up with the rapid bouncing. Obscene wet
fucking sounds filled the room. He started moaning loudly, and
finally, after another minute of very rapid deep pounding into
the girl's slopping 13-year-old cunt, he pushed her hips down
hard with his hands. This was the signal for humping Kate to
impale herself deeply on his hard shaft and then hold still as he
ejaculated spurt after spurt of hot man jizz into her well-fucked
teenie pussy. She sat that way on him for a minute, still
exchanging spitty tongue licks with the preteen whore as
instructed.

Then he pushed her up. Kate stood, turning around, looked him in
the eye, bowed her head in submission and gave the speech he had
demanded her to give after every fuck since the very beginning of
their deal:

"Thank you for using me as your bouncing fuckpig today, Mr. Brown
Sir. This was cum load number 268. I am honored by your jizz
deposit in my tight pussy and promise to cherish it deeply for
the next hour, thinking of nothing else. You are super awesome!
Thank you for letting me be your dirty little whore. Thank you
for fucking me hard and squirting your hot cum inside me."

"You're welcome, you naughty girl you."

He had insisted that she recite that speech in front of her mom
once, when Kate was 11. The look on the old hag's face was one of
his most favorite memories.

The brunette teenage beauty picked up her clothes, which were
scattered over the living room floor, and started getting
dressed. The fuck hour he had paid for was up anyway.

Sveta was surprised how conservative and neat Kate's clothing
was. If she had passed her by on the street, she wouldn't have
guessed this girl spent hours each week riding pedo cock as a
bouncing fuckpig. But such was human nature: People wore masks,
whenever they could afford them.

"Say hi to your dad from me."

"Will do."

Dressed fully now, Kate left the living room. Passing by Sveta,
she shot her a condescending glance, dry sarcasm in her voice:

"Have fun."

Sveta didn't really know how to respond to that. She was just
enormously relieved Kate hadn't turned out to be her domestic
replacement! Instead of saying something witty back, the preteen
whore simply stepped over to her perverted customer and made her
pussy and nipples available to his grasp.

"Nah, get down there and clean my dick up with your mouth. It
still has fuckpig slime and man juice all over it, just the right
kind of protein for a nasty cum slut like you."

"Yes Sir."

The young hooker dropped to her knees and bent over his naked
crotch, her arms resting on his legs. With slurping noises and
rapid licks, she covered his entire smelly, half-erect prick,
cleaning the slime off it with her tramp tongue. Then she took
the full length of his manhood into her little whore mouth to
suck the last drops of sperm from the source. Once she was done,
she bent down further for good measure, and licked his sweaty
balls all over. The entire time, she kept eye contact with him.

He finally pushed her face away, but only to grab her long blond
hair to wipe her saliva off his hairy crotch.

"Good slut. Now go to the bathroom, take a dump or leak if you
need to, brush your teeth, and do your makeup and hair like
yesterday. After that, you get the second part of your
breakfast."

"Yes Sir."

When she got into the kitchen 30 minutes later, he was sitting
dressed on the only chair in the room, eating bacon and eggs with
toast and coffee. Sveta's stomach growled loudly when she took
the smell in. The young whore dutifully presented her naked loli
body next to old Brown, legs spread, one hand behind her back,
the other pulling open her little cunt lips for his viewing
pleasure. So she stood there waiting for his instructions.

After ignoring her for five full minutes, her mouth watering as
she watched him eat, he said:

"Alright slut. As worthless as you are, we wouldn't want you to
starve, now would we?"

"No Sir."

"Then get under the kitchen table you got to know so intimately
yesterday. You can eat your breakfast down there, without using
your hands of course."

"Yes Sir."

The naked little girl crawled under the table as instructed, but
she didn't see any food. She just waited obediently on all fours
for a while, bored and hoping for bacon and toast. Instead, he
put a dog bowl of algmilk-soaked cereal on the floor between his
naked unwashed old feet. Algmilk was made from genetically
engineered algae to provide the exact nutrients, taste and
consistency of cow milk, which was rarely used now because it was
less efficient and more costly.

The kiddie slut was very disappointed that she didn't get eggs
and bacon. And that she had to eat out of a dog bowl. But she
knew she had nothing to gain from complaining, and food was food!
So she leaned forward and started licking and slurping at the
bowl's content like a young bitch.

Of course, the old pervert didn't just leave it at the
humiliation. He wanted to add disgust on purpose. Soon enough, he
started pushing his gnarly old toes into her cereal, moving them
up and down as if he were enjoying a food bath. There was hair on
his toes and his toe nails hadn't been clipped in a while. Their
yellowish taint made them look especially disgusting; Sveta
suspected it came with old age. But the kiddie cunt wasn't going
to be put off by his nasty little game. This was her breakfast,
and she was going to eat every last calorie of it!

It would have been better if he had at least washed his feet,
which he clearly hadn't since yesterday. They were sweaty and
stinky. One more humiliation in the young whore's life.

Finally she finished and licked the bowl out completely, then,
without even being asked, the 9-year-old slut licked all the
algmilk and cereal from his toes and sucked them all clean, one
by one. The old man just chuckled.

"Good whore. Now put the bowl in the sink and clean off my plate
and coffee as well. You're allowed to eat the rests if you want."

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

Sveta saw there was just a little remaining chewed-off toast,
bacon and egg on his plate, and a gulp of coffee in his cup.
Unceremoniously, without shame, she ate it all without using her
hands, licked his plate clean and drank the rest of his coffee,
while he watched with arrogant amusement.

She cleaned off the table as commanded and then presented her
body to his grasp again, legs slightly spread, arms behind her
back, to await whatever other humiliations and purposeful
nastiness he planned on inflicting.

Brown pulled her onto his lap, facing him.

"I just realized we never properly made out! What a shame and a
waste! Don't you think?"

"Yes Sir."

The petite blonde licked her red lips slowly and deliberately,
looking deeply into his eyes in anticipation. She knew how to
push a customer's buttons. What followed was a minutes long,
intimate and sensual french kiss during which he let his old
gnarly hands wander all over her back, bubble ass and young
thighs. It was heaven to him and a common, not too horrible duty
to her. Like all children, she emotionally needed an adult's
gentle touch sometimes, and her profession provided her at least
with this small pleasure. In the end, she had goosebumps on her
arms, and her perfect little nipples were erect like little
rubbers.

Finally he just hugged her for a minute and then signaled with
his hand so she would get up, which she did, assuming her
availability position once more.

"Alright, cunt, enough with the making out. I've got work to do!"

The next two hours were spent with him walking around the house
aimlessly and her following his every move just in case he wanted
to pinch or fondle her. Which he never did. It was clear to young
Sveta that he was using his brain implant to access the global
data nets, probably actually doing some work or at least
communicating with business partners or checking investment
status data. Many customers did this at times, and for some weird
reason, they often liked having a naked little whore present to
remind them visually why they did all this work in the first
place.

She could sometimes see his lips moving silently as he spoke in
his head with people or gave instructions to the system, the
brain chip directly reading out from his Broca's area and
inputing the audio responses into his auditory cortex.

The small hooker never missed a step in following her customer
around, flat kiddie chest and fuckslit always on display. But she
took the liberty of quenching her horrible boredom by accessing
audio streams of her own, making sure that they weren't too
distracting in case he gave her orders.

Eventually, after two hours, he sat down on the living room
couch, gasping with exaggerated fake exhaustion. He casually
played with her little clitty, her legs slightly spread.

"Unbelievable how hard it is to earn money these days! Wouldn't
you say, cunt?"

She really wanted to slap his old face right then and there.
Instead, she kept her hands behind her back and let him fondle
her tiny body.

"Yes Sir. I would certainly say that."

He laughed a hearty laugh, then he got up. With a mental command,
he instructed his couch to shift and change form and position. It
was now perfect for a relaxed, half-lying, half-sitting position,
which he soon assumed to play a game. There was space between his
legs for a girl to kneel on the floor, which Sveta did after he
pointed to it. Deciding to be somewhat friendly to his newfound
domestic cum bucket, he handed her a blanket, so that she
wouldn't be forced to kneel on the cold and hard tiled floor.

"Thank you Sir."

But the young tramp still looked at him questioningly.

"I'm going to play a game now, to reward myself for a long hard
day's work."

Again, Sveta felt like slapping his face, and she imagined it in
her mind's eye. For some reason, that made her smile and the old
man smiled back at her, thinking she was amused by his joke. He
took his clothes off again after wearing it just for over two
hours, and sat down in the nude.

"Anyway, your job will be to keep my dick in your mouth. You
don't have to suck or do anything, and you can rest your arms on
my legs or on the couch, whatever suits you. Just keep it in your
mouth. I like letting my fuckmeat rest in a little girl's
facehole as I play my games!"

"Yes Sir."

She leaned forward and found the least uncomfortable position to
do as requested. From then on, he completely ignored her while
playing his holo game. It turned out that his dick was soft and
limp most of the time. Sometimes he had an erection, or a
half-erection, and she felt like she swallowed half a gallon of
precum.

Her position was also getting more and more unpleasant, the more
time passed. The little girl tried all kinds of ways to shift
around or sit differently or hold her head differently, but after
three more hours, interrupted only by a bathroom break, it got
really uncomfortable.

Thankfully, when she thought she couldn't bear it much longer, he
switched off the game and instead ran a holo video of yesterday's
kitchen assfuck. By default, his household recorded everything
that happened in it in 3D at all times, and he could replay it as
often as he wanted. Sveta hadn't given consent to that, but she
didn't have to: His home was his private space, and here he could
record anything he wanted. She had consented to be here and do
the things she did here.

Now, re-watching the savage assfuck, Brown's hard-on had begun to
grow to full pride in her warm, wet facehole again, and he
started using his hands to drag her blonde head back and forth on
his invading pedo dick. Soon the little girl assumed a fast
rhythm of fucking her red slut lips up and down on the shaft of
his manhood, which was busily leaking precum into the back of her
mouth. And just two minutes later, the sadistic pervert was
trying his best to fuck the young whore's throat with abandon.

"Work that hard cock fast, you pathetic tramp! And go deeper, you
can deepthroat, can't you? Do your fucking job right!"

"Mmmh mhmm, Hm!"

Her cunt mouth was stuffed too fully to properly respond. But she
did as instructed and put all her 9-year-old cocksucker skills to
maximum use, sucking his hard shaft down deeply, overcoming her
gag reflex without help of her brain implant, which was quite a
feat. The little slut was now pumping her cute head up and down
on his fuckmeat with an obscene fervor and he grabbed both
pigtails to help her go deeper and faster.

After what seemed like an exhausting half hour, he was reaching
orgasm, panting and grunting loudly like an animal.

"Ah, ah, ah, you worthless little cunt, you swallow every drop of
this, you hear me? Don't you dare waste one bit! Fuuuuuck..."

The muscular old man yanked hard on her pigtails to bury his dick
as far as possible into the little girl's throat. Her nose was
pushed into his pubic hair as he pumped spurt after spurt of hot
cum into his preteen fucktoy's gullet. In the holo recording, he
was still pounding her kiddie ass hard on the kitchen table.

After keeping her face pressed deeply against his crotch with his
firm grip for a while to savor the afterglow of the hot
deepthroat orgasm, Brown shoved her away from his dick and she
coughed and struggled for a minute with tears in her eyes. Then
he asked her, sternly:

"What does a nasty cum slut say when a man was nice enough to
shoot a big load of hot jizz down her worthless throat?"

She coughed again, struggling to piece together a proper
response, trying to remember the kinds of things he liked to
hear.

"Thank you for your cum, Sir. Thank you for fucking my slut mouth
hard, Sir. Thank you for shooting your jizz deep into my throat,
Sir."

He smiled at her, but it was a condescending smile devoid of
respect.

"Now that's the proper gratitude! Now, take that dick back into
your mouth, you pathetic cunt. Congratulations, your worthless
face finds more use as my cock sleeve for the rest of the
afternoon."

He switched his game back on and simply continued playing.
Coughing quietly and repeatedly, the poor child forced herself to
ignore her aching throat and neck and resumed her unpleasant
position with his slimy fuckmeat between her beautiful red lips,
silent tears rolling down her slutty cheeks.

At first, Brown just ignored her for another 30 minutes, using
her only as a nice, warm and most importantly obscene place to
rest his exhausted dick. But when she just didn't stop crying, he
paused his game, looked down at her with genuine concern and
asked:

"Are you in serious pain down there?"

She nodded with his cock in her mouth, looking up at him with
tear-filled eyes.

The old man sighed, making an exaggeratedly annoyed face.

"This new generation is just so useless. You don't know what
hardship is. When I was your age... ah, forget it!"

Brown had actually been a pretty pampered child who had been
given decent wealth from the beginning by his parents, but he
didn't feel the need to tell that to his poor domestic kiddie
hooker.

"Alright, come up here and cuddle. For the next 60 minutes, you
are allowed to dim down or switch off your pain as you see fit.
Get behind me and rest your head on my shoulder so your neck and
throat can get better."

"Yes Sir. Thank you very much, Sir!"

The naked child climbed up next to him and got behind him in the
intimate - and pleasant - position he had ordered, her little
head right next to his. He actually reached up and stroked her
cheeks gently for a bit, wiping away the girl's tears, then
handing her a tissue so she could blow her cute nose. She also
immediately dimmed her pain down by 90%, feeling better
instantly.

However, what she didn't tell him was that she was really
concerned about this event. Not about his harsh throatfuck, her
exhausted neck or the pain itself. But about their agreement. Her
customer had obviously bent the rules a little because he had
honestly felt bad for her, and the young whore was experienced
enough to understand this was a dangerous thing.

One way to alleviate feelings of guilt in wealthy customers was
to give extra money to a poor whore. That was great! But
unfortunately, another - and more common - way was to end the
business transaction and choose another prostitute, leaving the
first whore worse off than she would have been if no one had felt
sorry for her in the first place! Out of sight, out of mind. As
Niki once had said to a 5-year-old working girl who often cried
and never smiled at the men who fucked her:

"If you want to live, you have to lighten up! Switch off your 
sadness if you have to! Some people really like to make kids cry.
But most people pay us not because we are sad, they pay us
because we are fun! And a guilty conscience isn't fun."

Sveta knew this and desperately wanted to avoid this effect as
much as she could. She didn't know what had become of that crying
5-year-old, but by now, that girl was probably either a smiling
child whore or a dead child whore. Sveta cursed herself for
getting used so much to her implant's pain reduction functions in
the past. The young hooker hadn't properly learned to deal with
pain, disgust and sadness without it. She vowed to work extra
hard from now on so that this weakness wouldn't be her undoing!

"And reach around and play with my dick and balls, you cheap
piece of fuckmeat!"

"Yes Sir. Gladly, Sir!"

He just ignored her and played his game, while she gently fondled
his private parts with her little slutgirl hands.

After another hour had passed this way, he switched off his game
and got up to get dressed again.

"Go to the bathroom, brush your teeth, freshen up and so on. You
have 20 minutes. Then my guests should arrive."

Sveta had had no idea there were going to be guests. She hoped he
didn't expect her to fuck a whole basketball team or something!

"Yes Sir. Should I dress too?"

"No. They are friends of mine and you are not the first naked
girl they have seen here, believe me."

The old man waved her away and she went to the bathroom as
instructed, switching her pain sensitivity fully on again. Her
throat and neck still hurt, but it was quite bearable now.

When the little slut got out 20 minutes later, all freshened up
and newly fuckable, she heard voices in the living room. The
guests were already here. There was the voice of Brown, and a man
and woman she didn't know. At least not a basketball team!

Their faces lit up in amusement when she entered the room, slutty
and naked, to obediently present her loli body to Brown's grasp.
The man looked like he was in his forties, the woman in her late
thirties. He was almost bald but handsome, she had naturally red
hair with a thick fiery streak died extra brightly.

"Aha, you old pervert, is this your latest little lover? What
happened to the other two cuties from last week, did they walk
out on you or something?"

Brown chuckled.

"Nah, they're still in the basement going through their routines.
I don't fuck them as often, but their contract runs out tomorrow
night and I want to see if they get the bonus."

Sveta looked at him in shock. All this time while she had been
servicing him here, there had been two kids in the basement!?

The red woman grinned a half malicious, half genuinely amused
grin.

"What do you pay them again, nothing?"

"Oh, they get their money as agreed. 2 credits a day for each
girl and if they follow all rules to the end, 30 extra credits
each! This one here gets only food and shelter. But she doesn't
sleep in a dark cage, isn't bound up half the time, she gets warm
food and she's even allowed to talk! And you came here on your
own initiative, didn't you, slut?"

"Yes Sir. I had no place to go."

The other man smiled at her. It was a warm and friendly smile.

"My name is Timor Verheugen and this is my wife Martha. We are
old friends of your master's and it is very nice to meet you!"

He held out his hand and she shook it. She wanted to tell him
Brown was not her master, but merely a customer, but of course
she did behave like a perverted sex slave, so there wasn't much
of a point to argue.

"My name is Sveta-"

Brown interrupted her.

"-the nasty cum slut. As long as you stay, that's your full name
in this household."

"Yes Sir. My name is Sveta the nasty cum slut. It is nice to meet
you too!"

They all laughed as if this had been the funniest joke. The young
whore felt degraded, but their laughter wasn't cruel or hateful,
there was an honest sense of playful amusement in it.

Verheugen still gently held her little hand.

"Sveta the nasty cum slut, I have just sent 5 credits to your
account. I guess you're very poor like most of the girls this old
pervert fucks here. So if you get sick of his stinky old dick,
you can still get a meal on your own."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Verheugen!"

Brown sighed.

"Now, now, Timor, don't spoil the little cunt too much. If she
starts disobeying me, I'll have to get another one!"

Martha, leaning back on the couch and sipping coffee, crossed her
legs. She was dressed very nicely, sexy but not too slutty. Far
less slutty than Sveta usually dressed. But then again, the woman
wasn't a cheap tramp like the 9-year-old. She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, because getting new young whores is sooo hard these days!"

"Well, you know me. Always with the youth charity work. But you
always have to repeat the rules and then weed out the ones who
can't remember or follow them properly, and so on and so on.
Sveta the nasty cum slut here was a good girl so far. If she
keeps being a good girl, she may just be allowed to stay for a
while."

"Thank you Sir. I promise I will be good, Sir!"

"Ah, shut up, slut. The adults are talking now."

"Yes Sir."

They all snickered at that, drinking coffee and eating crackers.
The next hour was spent that way. They were sitting on the couch
and talking as old friends, normal smalltalk of wealthy people
living carefree lives without want. Sveta was standing next to
Brown with her legs spread slightly and her arms to her side to
present her nipples. It felt awkward to be the only naked person
among three fully dressed people, but she was used to it. There
was no point in shame. Hell, there were several nasty holo videos
with her naked ass on the data nets. Even if they hadn't known
her name, they could have looked them up at any time by using the
system's face recognition and image search functions, simply by
looking at her. Because she had consented in the brothels back
then, the recordings were now public data forever.

Occasionally, one of the friends dropped a cracker on the floor
deliberately, and Sveta was instructed to eat it on all fours
without using her hands, pussy and asshole visible to the three.
They found that very amusing. But mostly, the sexy preteen was
just ignored.

From the way they talked, it soon became clear that the
Verheugens were considerably more wealthy than Brown, and that
Brown was more wealthy than Sveta had thought. They could afford
all kinds of luxuries, and none of them had to work a day in
their lives unless they wanted to. It was also clear that they
had known each other for a long time and that they were all
perverts who had fucked countless kids together over the years.

"By the way, could you send Mara over to me again soon? I haven't
had her in a long while now, and that's just a damn shame."

"Jeez, Ben! You have so much cheap cuntflesh to fuck, what do you
need our daughter for?"

"You know perfectly well that I don't need her. I want her.
There's a difference. Besides, you were the ones who started it.
Spread the love around, as it were?"

Martha snickered.

"And here I was, thinking you had all forgotten about our sweet
angel. Alright, we'll give her a nudge tonight. If nothing comes
up, she'll probably come over to your house tomorrow evening."

"Honey, she has that swimming thing at six."

"Right. Early afternoon, then?"

"That would be lovely."

"But remember the limits. No pussy or ass fucking, no insults, no
pain and so on. Don't forget, we encourage her, but she does this
as a favor of her own. She gets her allowance either way."

Brown nodded.

"I know. Looking forward to it anyway. I really love her."

"Yeah, everybody does. That's the power of artificial genetic
selection."

The red woman was grinning brightly.

"Say, speaking of favors, why don't you instruct your little
hooker here to eat my pussy out? I could go for that right now.
You can watch if you want."

Her husband grinned and Brown nodded.

"We could do that. But, I have a suggestion. You see, Sveta the
nasty cum slut needs special man sauce on her hot meals, or
they're just not the same for her. I'm pretty exhausted, I've
already used Kate the fuckpig and then young Sveta's throat
today. So I can't deliver. But Timor, if you help out this
cum-craving child whore here with her sauce problem, I could
instruct the girls downstairs to make Martha's pussy happy with
their little tongues. They live in cages, but don't worry,
they're clean enough for a good old tongue bath. And then we can
all eat together afterwards."

They all grinned and laughed. It was always the same, Sveta
thought. Nice and civilized and wealthy people, yet perverted to
the core.

Verheugen smiled at the preteen whore, who was still standing
ready for Brown with her legs spread.

"Sounds like an excellent idea!"

Martha clapped her hands and got up with lustful energy.

"Alright, let's go downstairs. But wait, I'll just go to the
bathroom first, or else I'll piss in the poor girls' mouths!"

"Well, even that wouldn't be much of a... never mind."

She had already disappeared in the hallway. Brown faced Sveta.

"Alright, cunt. Time to decide what you want to eat. You can
choose salami pizza, steak with baked potatoes or fries again,
pasta with tomato sauce, or sausages and waffles."

The poor girl's mouth was watering just thinking about the
options. Her head was almost spinning with joy.

"I'd love to have the salami pizza, Sir!"

"Alright. Dry old bread for you, it is! Eaten from the floor, of
course, without using your hands! While we eat the pizza."

She looked at him in genuine shock and despair. The two men
roared with laughter.

"It's a joke, you stupid slut. Of course you get your pizza. But
you better make sure Mr. Verheugen here spreads his special sauce
all over it, or you will get neither pizza nor bread!"

"Yes Sir. I promise to make your friend happy, Sir!"

They all grinned and chose their respective meals for automatic
preparation, by communicating their choice mentally to the
inventory shelf using their implants.

"Alright, it'll take 10 minutes before the pizza is ready. It'll
be on a warming plate so it doesn't get cold. Slut, you stay up
here, you don't have to follow me now, obviously. And I don't
really care what you two do to each other, just make sure formal
consent is given and no one gets injured. You're both clean, as
far as I know. And make sure she gets her special sauce all over
her pizza!"

There was more rough laughter, and then, after Martha had come
back from the bathroom and had chosen her meal, Brown and her
went down to the basement to orally use the little girls who
apparently lived in a cage down there.

Needless to say, those kids weren't actually prisoners. No cage
on earth could hold someone who invoked The Constitution to get
free. Every connected electronic device in existence could be
accessed by the supreme law algorithm to protect a citizen's
basic rights. It could warn law-breakers telepathically using
their brain implants and even paralyze them if they illegally
harmed others. The integrated security systems of every building
could be used automatically, and in the very unlikely case that
nothing else helped, drones from the outside could be dispatched
for the rescue within less than a minute. They were small,
numerous and agile and could assist or detain people as well as
remove obstacles or cut down barriers. And all magnetic doors and
other locks could be overridden and opened by The Constitution.

But of course, these kiddie sluts stayed in their cage
voluntarily because they wanted to earn Brown's money. Deals like
these were not uncommon. Sveta had heard of stranger ones. There
was one billionaire who had an extra house without any real
furniture in it. He employed people who hired and trained
children who would then pose together naked as living furniture.
When the owner spent time in his special house, he slept on top
of naked kids, covered himself in naked kids, put his feet on
naked kids while watching holo, ate his food on a living table
made of naked kids, even walked on a carpet consisting of naked
kids. His clothes, dishes and shoes were kept in cupboards of
standing and squatting naked kids holding their little arms and
hands up continuously for hours on end.

He even had a living toilet made up by athletic posing naked
kids. He and his guests sat on them while pissing and shitting
into the living toilet bowl, which was of course completely made
of naked kids. At least one of them always had to have their head
at the center of the bowl, cute face facing up towards the user's
ass, the little child mouth always opened wide. Next to the
toilet, dedicated children's tongues were available to be used as
toilet paper. Whenever someone was done using the bathroom, the
living toilet kids had to get rid of the excretions manually, by
using a hole in the floor in a backstage room, and then quickly
and thoroughly clean themselves and the floor up with cold water,
rough towels and scented perfumes before turning back into the
toilet in case someone else wanted to use it.

Of course, that billionaire also had actual prostitutes to fuck,
on top of the living bed and couch, that is, on top of naked
kids. He even hired a naked little boy as an ashtray: The shota's
job was to kneel next to the living couch in the living room and
open his mouth whenever someone pulled on his little dick. Then
the user could put his cigarette ash into the boy's open mouth,
and even get rid of the glowing hot cigarette stubs, which the
nude child had to put out using his gathered saliva and finally
swallow.

None of the furniture children were allowed to talk. But they all
could switch off their pain, disgust and boredom during all this.
The whole thing was very unhealthy, obviously, but the children
usually rotated in and out of this job within months, and they
were paid so exceptionally well that there were over a thousand
applicants for each furniture job opening at all times.

So it wasn't exactly unusual that poor lolis lived naked in a
cage in some pedo's basement, ready and willing to eat adult
pussy on command!

Verheugen asked Brown for some lube, and the inventory shelf got
it for him. Then, after his wife had left with the old pervert to
play with the girls downstairs, and Sveta had exchanged the
STD-clean proofs and consent tokens with him, Verheugen stood
close next to the little tramp and opened his zipper.

"I suggest you go to your knees, take my cock out and start
sucking."

The young whore complied without hesitation, but was unpleasantly
surprised by how smelly and unwashed his dick was. There was a
lot of smegma on it and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned
properly since his last fuck. Which obviously had been a while
ago. He saw the look of disgust on her cute face, but it only
made him grin.

"Oh yeah, I didn't exactly shower this morning. I didn't think I
would have sex here today. I suggest you switch off your sense of
taste and smell for the first minute."

"I'm not allowed to do that in this apartment, Sir."

Verheugen laughed loudly.

"Ahahaha, oh wow! That nasty old fuck! Well then. Too bad for
you, am I right?"

He looked down at her with a condescending grin and pointed to
his smelly manhood, which was hard as a rock by now. The little
girl sighed and just leaned forward to suck him clean. It was so
appalling she had to gag several times, but after a while, the
old slime and dick cheese were all gone and it was blowjob as
usual for the 9-year-old loli slut.

When sucking little Sveta had established a nice pace and he was
already moaning with some excitement, her pizza was done and the
inventory shelf presented it automatically nearby on a warming
plate. Verheugen took it out and placed it on a small decorative
table in the living room, putting a vase out of the way. He
started lubing up his dick.

"Alright, you little cunt. Let's see if your pussy can do some
good here."

"Yes Sir. But please don't forget I'm only allowed to eat the
pizza if your special sauce is all over it!"

Verheugen chuckled with perverted amusement, but there was still
his friendliness in his tone.

"Okay, so here's your opportunity to get it from me. I'll just
stand here like this with my lubed-up dick sticking out. You are
allowed to lube up your slit and upper thighs as well and then
use your pelvis to massage my dick without really sticking it
into your pussy, which I have no doubt has welcomed many adult
cocks before anyway, so you don't exactly need mine. You can then
press your thighs together on my shaft so that it rubs between
them and against your wet slit. If you make it feel good, just as
if I were fucking into a really sloppy whore pussy, you can rock
back and forth that way until my cum squirts out. I suggest you
make it all land on the pizza. Of course, since you're the whore
you'll do all the work, in fact, let me lean against this
armchair here for convenience."

He actually dragged an armchair, facing the other way, next to
the table so he could lazily lean back against it. Then he just
stood there with his well-cleaned and lubed up erect fuckmeat
sticking out.

Sveta forced herself to smile at him. She was actually glad she
didn't have suck or fuck him with his cock inside of her.

"That's a very good idea, Sir. I'll make your penis feel very
good! Thank you for using my little body in this way for your
pleasure!"

The blonde slutgirl lubed up her crotch and inner thighs until
they were as sloppy as a horny woman's snatch, then she
positioned herself in front of him and slowly slid his rock-hard
prick between her tiny cunt and thighs, pressing them together to
provide friction and pressure for his satisfaction. She adjusted
the table and pizza so that his cum would shoot out all over it,
then she started sliding back and forth on him in a very slow,
sensual rhythm. Professionally, the young hooker reached back
with her arms to caress his neck and naked ass, providing the
necessary force to speed up the pace.

Moaning loudly and as authentically as she could with fake lust
like a slut in heat, the kiddie hooker now bounced back and forth
on his slippery dick, which actually felt quite nice rubbing
against her wet hairless slit. Verheugen just leaned back and
enjoyed her competent but hard work on his manhood.

The preteen tramp had to keep up this sport for another ten
minutes and then, after he grunted, "Faster, you little slut!",
she rocked her little pelvis back and forth on his shaft with a
frenzy, squealing and yelping like a Japanese manga whore who was
being raped by an alien tentacle monster. It did not fail to have
the desired effect on the handsome man: Grunting and swearing
loudly, he shot a huge load of thick, slimy cum all over her hot
salami pizza.

"Alright, cunt, that was awesome. It looks like you are really
earning your keep! Now you'd better use your tongue to spread
that sauce all over your pizza so that it's nicely layered,
okay?"

Sveta turned around to him and smiled a slightly exaggerated, but
genuinely friendly smile at him.

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir!"

Then she bent over - careful to give him a good view of her naked
ass and glistening little slit from behind - and spread traces of
his thick cum all over the hot pizza with her tongue, while
Verheugen watched in amusement.

Just as she was done, they heard stomping little footsteps in the
hallway, and a crying naked cutie stormed out of the house. She
had brown hair, and a handsome small face covered in tears. She
was about 7 or 8 years old. The magnetic front door opened
automatically for her and she left hastily and angrily without
hesitation and without saying anything. Looking out of the
house's one-way windows, Sveta and Verheugen could see the naked
child getting her clothes from the inventory shelf's exterior
outlet, leaving Brown's property quickly while still in the nude,
and then dressing in public on the street with tears in her eyes.

They looked at each other questioningly, but Verheugen just
shrugged and Sveta stood there naked and clueless with his cum on
her lips.

The mysterious matter became clear a minute later, when Martha
and Brown came back from the basement, talking loudly. The red
woman still had her nice blouse on, but her crotch was naked now
- her bush neatly trimmed but not completely shaved - and she
carried her pants in her hands.

"And how was I supposed to know I couldn't ask them questions?"

"You weren't. You could ask them whatever you wanted. They just
weren't allowed to answer. It's not your fault this idiot started
talking. She knew the rules and had followed them perfectly for
the last eight days! No talking is one of the core rules for my
basement girls."

"But she clearly thought she was allowed to answer me because I
was your guest and you were standing right there."

"Honestly? I don't give a shit what she was thinking. Rules are
rules, and that's that. The other cunt knew better. She ignored
you and kept riding the clown."

"Yeah, that's the most perverted thing I've seen in a while, and
I see a lot of perverted things! But that girl actually did talk
to the clown! She repeated every insult that thing gave her!"

Mr. Brown sighed in playful exasperation as if talking to a
stupid child.

"Yes, because that was a part of the rules from the beginning.
They are not allowed to talk, at all, except for confirming all
the insults while riding the clown. Look, it's not like the
little slut didn't get her money. I even paid her the 2 credits
for today even though technically I didn't have to. She just
won't get the bonus."

Martha was shaking her head, but she was also grinning brightly.
It was clear she was very amused by all this. In the meanwhile,
naked Verheugen hugged her from behind and started fondling her
bare pussy with his finger.

"Ah, living with you must be hell, you old creep! And this other
slut now can't eat my pussy out for me because she has to finish
her hour with the clown thing? I couldn't cum before you told my
girl she wasn't getting the bonus, and now she's gone."

"Yeah, well, she started complaining, which was completely out of
line, so I pretty much had to tell her she was now trespassing.
And you know what happens to little trespassers. She had to get
out. And yes, the other cunt is now indisposed because of the
clown. That thing is quite demanding. But don't worry, we have
another cheap whore right here!"

He pointed to naked glistening Sveta.

"Timor, are you done with that one?"

"Yes, I am. She is an obedient little fuck and now has my sauce
all over her pizza."

Brown padded her little head in a deliberately absurd display of
pride.

"Very good, very good! Who's my good cunt? You're my good cunt!
Well, you little slut, turns out you will not be eating together
with us, after all. Or, I guess in a sense you will be. The
warming plate will keep your pizza warm for you and we will eat
while you are on the floor under your favorite kitchen table,
giving a very thorough, very enthusiastic muff-diving to my dear
friend Martha here. And you better not disappoint like that other
useless girl, if you still want to stay! You have now seen first
hand what happens to useless girls in my house!"

She nodded quickly and submissively.

"Yes Sir. I will make your lady friend feel very good with my
tongue while you all eat, Sir!"

"You'd better!"

They were all grinning joyfully, and Timor Verheugen put his
clothes back on, while his wife just tossed her pants on the
couch. She exchanged proof that they were both clean with the
hooker and gave formal consent to have her pussy eaten out by
her. Then they all went into the kitchen and ate together, the
adults joking and talking jovially while the naked little preteen
tramp crawled on her hands and knees under the table, immediately
delving deeply into the red woman's dripping wet cunt, licking
and slobbering away at her pierced clit and worming her nimble
little girl tongue forward into her welcoming vagina.

By the time the woman was finally cumming on Sveta's whore face,
they had all finished eating and were already drinking coffee
again. Finally, the young hooker was allowed to get up, her face
completely wet with Martha's cunt juices, but Brown just said:

"That looks good on you, slut. Keep it drying and don't wipe it
off. You can sit here and take your time eating pizza now, we'll
be in the living room."

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

He tossed her a pack of cool orange juice from the inventory
shelf and went with his friends back to the living room, where
Martha put her pants back on. The starving girl licked her lips -
laced with pussy juice now - in anticipation and started eating
her first real pizza in weeks, covered in special man sauce, of
course, as befitting for a nasty cum slut.

It turned out that Brown was going out with the Verheugens this
evening and Sveta was left in the apartment to do whatever she
wanted. Her old customer flagged several food and drink items in
the inventory as her property to be taken out and consumed at her
discretion. He also registered her as a guest for his
entertainment equipment, so she could play games, watch and
generally do whatever she liked, as long as she didn't steal or
damage anything. He even allowed her to take a shower and then
wear clothes for the rest of the day, freed from all duties until
tomorrow, and sleep on the couch when she felt like going to
sleep.

His only two final instructions were that she wasn't allowed to
go down to the basement, because he wanted to see voluntary
isolation and uninterrupted obedience from the remaining kiddie
whore there, and that she had to get up early in the morning to
wake him at 8, all fresh and prettied up with her red lips
already wrapped around his manhood when he awoke.

"Yes Sir!"

Sveta responded with genuine gratitude. They left together, and
she was left behind alone, to have the best evening of her past
two months.


--- Day 3 ---


When Brown woke up the next morning after a long night out and
drinking a bit too much, he felt that his half-erect dick was in
a warm, wet place under the blanket. Blinking his dreamy
confusion away, he could see naked little girl feet sticking out
the other side. Presumably Sveta. The old man grinned.

"Nasty cum slut, is that you?"

"Mmh-mmh, mh!"

It was her voice, muffled by pedo cock and the blanket. Brown
just put his hands under his head, smiled and relaxed for a
while, while his little whore gently suckled on his manhood like
a babe on a teat. But after some minutes, before he could cum in
her mouth, he pushed the blanket away and pulled at her pigtails.
Even though it was so early and they were all alone, her make-up
was nicely done again, symbolically whorish and slutty.

"Come up here, cunt. I want to make out."

"Yes Sir. And good morning, Sir!"

The little girl smiled at him, gently took his old cheeks into
her small hands and proceeded to kiss him passionately. Brown
knew she was acting her part and didn't actually feel much
affection for him, but it was still a nice and impressive display
of professionalism, which he enjoyed thoroughly. His hard prick
rubbed against her bare girl pelvis as they kissed deeply. He let
his leathery hands wander over her perfect little back and bubble
butt.

Even though he was clearly turned on, and Sveta fully expected to
be put to work on that hard morning boner in earnest, he broke
off after a few minutes and pushed her away.

"I'd like to cum, but I want to reserve my first load for Mara
today. She's the daughter of Timor and Martha, as you probably
overheard yesterday. She'll come over later to help you with your
food preparation."

He winked at the preteen hooker, and she forced herself to smile
warmly at him.

"Yes Sir."

"So, let's take a leak."

Brown went to the bathroom and Sveta followed closely, careful to
present her loli body to him at all times. He instructed her to
hold his dick while he pissed, but since he was hard, and her
cute little fingers on his fuckmeat didn't exactly help to change
that, it took quite a bit of time before he had emptied his
bladder. He gave her an opportunity to do the same as he brushed
his teeth. Then he proceeded to the kitchen, and of course his
little fuck toy followed him obediently.

"Jeez, I'm starving. And I drank too much yesterday. Feels like
I'm not getting any younger. So let's have a nice breakfast,
shall we?"

"Yes Sir."

Sveta expected he would put cereal into a dog bowl again, or
maybe scatter some pieces of dried apple onto the floor for her
to eat without her hands. But to her surprise, she was allowed to
eat together with him at the table. In fact, she was sitting with
her naked ass on his cock, which rested on the chair, and her job
was to bounce up and down on it ever so gently, providing him
with pleasant warmth and pressure without making him cum.

Brown ate his breakfast and fed her every second bite with his
fingers, almost lovingly, and fondled her with his other hand. In
the meantime, they played a game he called "Truth or Dare, except
it's always Truth and you're always it". The old man asked her
very intimate questions about her past sexual experiences as a
cheap child prostitute, and he was never satisfied with
superficial answers. Enjoying her humiliation, he wanted to know
every embarrassing detail of countless encounters with other
perverted customers she had serviced. Naturally, lying or
refusing to answer was out of the question.

Brown was actually surprised how much sex the young girl had
already had and and how dirty it had been. He felt stupid for
feeling surprised - this was survival for her, after all, and
Sveta wasn't the first kiddie whore into whose cum-stained past
he peeked with this little game. Nevertheless, he felt an
irrational sense of indignation when he realized staying with him
was absolute rock bottom for the girl. She saw him literally as
her last option before she would have to sell her organs and then
die.

The old pervert knew he couldn't blame her - she owed him no
genuine respect, let alone a desire to be with him, any more than
he owed her food or shelter for free. But against his better
reason, he felt weirdly annoyed about it emotionally. Instead of
letting it show, however, he just fed her pieces of toast,
pineapple and bacon, fondling her naked loli body gently while
she slowly hopped up and down on his hard pedo dick with
unwavering obedience.

After they were done eating, he pushed her naked ass up without
having had an orgasm. He looked down at her and grinned.

"I think it's time you finally saw my nice basement dungeon, you
cute little cum bucket! Don't you think?"

"Yes Sir."

She responded submissively, but it was clear she wasn't
overjoyed. Of course she was curious to see how that other girl
was living, but "basement" and "dungeon" uttered in the same
sentence by a sadistic customer was never good news for a child
whore!

Brown got a leather collar and a dog leash from the inventory
shelf and but the collar on her neck, attaching the leash to it.

"Get on all fours, cunt. There is a rule about my basement, which
is that little sluts aren't allowed to walk or stand in it. They
have to crawl and kneel. It's best we start now so you don't
forget later."

"Yes Sir. Am I allowed to talk down there?"

She remembered the other kid's mistake yesterday and didn't want
to fall into the same trap.

"Yeah, what the hell. That rule is for permanent dungeon whores
only. They're not allowed to use the data nets either. I want
them to feel isolated."

Brown tugged at her leash and walked out of the kitchen, and the
naked girl crawled behind him hastily, her little knees and hands
making rapid sounds on the tiled floor. Crawling down the narrow
stone stairs into his basement without getting up was even more
difficult and unpleasant.

And when they finally arrived downstairs together, for the first
time in Sveta's stay, her suspicions were positively confirmed.
As she had feared, the basement contained a wide range of bondage
and torture instruments lined up in medieval style. The whole
level was huge and stony and scary and cold and dimly lit. It
really did look like a dungeon from the middle ages, designed to
break heathens and witches to confess arbitrary crimes!

There were wooden and metal contraptions she didn't even
recognize. There was an actual rack with rusty chains. There were
iron shackles fastened to the cold and rough stone walls, which
looked like the walls of an old castle. There were two pillories
fitted for the size of children. And a whole variety of metal
clamps, candles, whips, belts and wooden paddles were lined up
neatly for any visitor - and victim - to gaze upon. The room was
lit only by burning torches in the wall, but a humming sound
betrayed automatic air conditioning.

The only thing that really broke the medieval style was a
monstrous plastic clown lying in a corner, grinning at them with
creepy glowing-red eyes. It had magnetic shackles at its sides
and three cock-shaped dildos sticking out of its body in weird
places, and Sveta realized they were fitted to be stuffed into
the three fuckable holes of a child whore like her.

Of course, there was also another naked little girl in a rusty
metal cage with thick iron bars. Sveta was shocked by how small
it was. The cage's floor was covered with hay, on which the child
obviously slept, and she had dry bread and a wooden bucket with
drinking water. Another bucket with a lid on it was probably used
as a chamber pot. There were no modern conveniences, not even
toilet paper.

The nude cunt in the cage was kneeling on the hay, with her legs
spread wide and her hands behind her head, slut fingers
interlocked. The girl was motionless. Apparently she had been in
this position on her own before they came down. Sveta didn't know
it, but long humiliating poses and spending time in the devices
was part of the mandatory routines for Brown's basement girls -
even when he wasn't there at all. Of course, the house recorded
every self-degradation automatically for his ever-growing
collection of private kiddie porn.

The caged child was very handsome, with long curly blonde hair
flowing down over her shoulders. She looked about 12 years old,
clearly older than Sveta. Her perky tits were small, but visibly
developing, with cute hard nipples standing out. Her skin looked
smooth, but not flawless and somehow unhealthy. Maybe it came
from sleeping on the hay, or maybe it was the mark of a homeless
life. She would have to be careful. Sveta knew that, in their
profession, staying fuckable was essential to compete for food.

"Ah, good morning, my dear Ella! How are you today?"

The pretty-faced adolescent looked up at Brown submissively, but
of course she didn't say anything. She had not forgotten what had
happened to her 7-year-old colleague just yesterday. When her
customer addressed her, Ella robbed forward on her knees, hands
still behind her head, until she was at his side of the cage.
Then she pushed her pretty face against the rusty bars and opened
her mouth wide without being instructed. The old man grabbed his
semi-hard cock and rubbed it up and down over her lips and
tongue, then he fucked her cute face for a while, very deeply and
slowly. Without cumming, he pulled out, and she stayed waiting
for commands, retaining her pose perfectly.

"I'm actually not here for your worthless whore mouth or ass, you
sperm-greedy little cunt. This is Sveta the nasty cum slut, and
she has not yet had the pleasure of experiencing my dungeon. So
feel free to ignore us and do whatever you were going to do
anyway, we'll make sure not to use anything you'll need for your
routines."

The older girl nodded wordlessly with empty eyes, and Sveta felt
incredibly sorry for her. But survival was survival, and the
12-year-old whore was obviously still here on her own will. If
she followed the rules this final day, she would get out of this
job with more total money than Sveta had had in her account in
months. Not much money, of course, but it would help with
survival for a while.

Brown addressed Sveta.

"Okay cunt, I know I've been going easy on you so far. But today,
you will learn the true meaning of pain and suffering! Proceed to
the pillory, please!"

"Yes Sir."

Sveta hoped he was exaggerating just to scare her. If so, it
clearly worked, she couldn't help swallowing nervously as she
crawled over to the medieval torture and humiliation device, of
course totally naked in this chilly dungeon basement. It really
creeped her out. Her heart was pounding rapidly and heavily in
her flat chest.

The young whore knew she was technically safe. Worst case
scenario, he could hurt her so badly that she would invoke The
Constitution and end their agreement. He couldn't really torture
her against her will, even if he wanted to. But Sveta had eaten
two warm meals in two days, and she wanted so much to get another
one! The homeless loli tramp was willing to go through quite some
pain for that.

Brown lifted the upper board of the pillory. At his gesture,
Sveta stepped forward to place her neck and wrists into the small
child-sized holes that were meant to hold them firmly. But in
order to do so, she had to bend over another board that was
designed to hold her lower body in place as well, with her little
legs stretching barely to the floor. Once she was in position,
the old pervert removed her collar and then pulled the upper
board down without hesitation, fastening it tightly so that she
couldn't move her head or her arms anymore. Then he did the same
thing to the board that held her hip in place.

Then the strong man grabbed her naked ankles and dragged her feet
high into the air without warning. The little girl heard the
sound of a heavy chain being pulled and then felt the weight and
cold hardness of a metal cuff on her ankle. The sadistic
pedophile did the same thing to her other foot, suspending both
into the air and spreading them obscenely and painfully wide to
the sides, fixing them that way!

The desperate preteen cunt was now resting only on the wooden
bars of the pillory and pulled up by the metal cuffs on her
ankles. From behind, her pussy and ass were openly visible, her
naked girl legs perversely stretched apart. It was all very
uncomfortable and humiliating, but of course that was the whole
point.

Brown returned in front of her and looked down at his miserable
little sex doll with a malicious grin on his face. Sveta hoped
for mercy, but could see nothing but lust and thrill in his
expression. His cock was hard as a rock, directly in front of her
slutty helpless face.

"God, isn't it awesome? You've got to admire the inspired
inventiveness of the middle ages! Now slut, while you're down
there, why don't you suck on my dick for a bit?"

Without waiting for an answer, he pushed forward, pressed his
precum-leaking manhood against her lips and, once she opened
them, unceremoniously started fucking her face. He roughly sawed
his fuckmeat in and out of her helpless red slut lips for a
minute, but then he stopped himself before he could cum.

Sveta actually tried her best to get him off. In her experience,
it was useful to get sadistic customers to orgasm as quickly as
possible. It usually reduced their lust for torment afterwards.
But she could barely move at all in this position, and even
though she did whatever she could to stimulate his hard,
throbbing invader with her little girl tongue, he finally just
pulled out of her. The old man wordlessly stood there rubbing his
slimy dick all over her whore face, then he fetched his
collection of torture instruments.

"Now, you naughty little wench, it's time for you to choose your
destiny! Will you..."

Brown held a large leather whip in front of her face. It had
multiple leather tails that ended in hard knots and looked really
scary and painful.

"... choose the Cat o' nine tails to torment you? Or will you..."

He showed her a long and thin, but hard wooden cane.

"... take a proper beating with the cane instead?"

The 9-year-old child whore wanted so desperately to beg him to
please just go upstairs together, snuggle on the couch and watch
holo, to tell him that she would cover him in kisses and make his
penis happy with her mouth for as long as he wanted!

But of course, that wasn't an option. He could demand these
things at any time anyway, and if she begged now, he would either
kick her out because she made him feel guilty, or because she was
disobedient. Or he would just punish her with both the whip and
the cane, just out of spite. So she did what she knew she had to
do in order to earn her food.

"I would like to be beaten by your strong hands with the cane,
Sir!"

Her voice sounded absurdly enthusiastic, which was fake of
course, but she had tears visibly welling up in her eyes. The old
pervert looked down at his helpless guest with surprised
amusement.

"Eager to please, eh? Now that's a good little pain slut! At your
own request, you will now receive the privilege of a long and
painful caning! By the way, you are allowed to scream as loudly
as you want. No one will hear you scream down here."

He glanced over at the other naked preteen cunt, who was still
kneeling obediently in her cage with her hands behind her curly
head, staring into blank space in front of her.

"No one that matters anyway."

The old pervert started by rubbing the hard cane all over poor
Sveta's sensitive girl skin, very slowly, to build up her
anticipation. Then he transitioned to light fast hits all over
her thighs, back and naked butt, still not painful. But then he
brought down the cane hard, and it made a sharp swooshing sound
as it cut through the air and then hit her ass cheeks. Sveta
couldn't help herself, she cried out loudly. Brown just
snickered.

"Let the pain begin!"

Smack! He brought the cane down hard again, on her upper thighs
this time. The kiddie hooker whimpered like a kicked dog.

Smack! The bottom of her naked foot. "Ouch!"

Smack! The next hit, on the side of her lower back. The child
yelped and gasped.

Smack! The little girl's flat chest from below. "Aaaaah!"

Smack! Her ass again. The young cunt let out a heartbreaking
scream.

Smack! Her naked shoulders. "Owww! Ah!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! Rapid hard hits all over her bubble butt and
into her open ass crack. She made a drawn-out wailing sound.

Brown proceeded to cover all of her inner thighs and lower body
with short, hard hits methodically, especially concentrating on
her sexy fuckable preteen ass. He grinned. She would have a hard
time sitting later.

The old man took a long time caning her entire exposed body,
thoroughly enjoying her pain and suffering with a rock-hard boner
in front of him. Sveta screamed and whined and sobbed for
minutes. It was really extremely unpleasant. But truth be told,
she had expected even worse pain from him.

Even though it sounded and felt horrible, it was clear to both of
them he was still holding back. Maybe because he hadn't figured
out her limit yet and didn't want to push her into invoking The
Constitution. Or maybe because this was just good enough for the
sadistic old fuck's personal taste. He did make a naked bound-up
little girl scream from pain in his dungeon, after all.

While old Brown was still beating Sveta and she kept howling and
yelping and wailing her misery out into the basement, Ella's cage
had automatically opened. Slowly, the handsome child prostitute
crawled naked on all fours over the cold hard floor. Arriving at
two rusty metal chains hanging from one of the stone walls, she
stopped. Sveta could see her from the corner of her eyes.

Ella grabbed the metal cuffs from her kneeling position and
attached them to her own wrists. As soon as both of them were
closed, the rusty chains were automatically dragged into the
wall, slowly but steadily, pulling the young whore upwards until
she stood stretched and upright with her naked toes just barely
touching the stone floor. The muscles in her beautiful loli legs
were strained hard, her sexy front pressed against the rough and
cold wall. As part of her daily routines, she had to stay in that
exhausting position for 30 minutes now. Sometimes, Brown had
caned her ass in that situation, and Ella was glad his attention
was focused on the younger child for now!

But Sveta's own caning was almost over, too. The old man had
switched from smacking her hard all over her body to selectively
hitting her pussy and little asshole, very quickly and repeatedly
now. He was stretching her ass cheeks apart with his left hand
while bringing the cane down with the other.

But mercifully, the strength of his hits had been reduced to very
light, mild taps, still painful of course, but more like obscene
stimulation on her sphincter and clitty than a real caning. The
whore was thankful enough for that. She had feared he might still
beat her to absolute agony until her voice was raw from
screaming.

Finally, he stopped the hits completely and gently rubbed and
fondled her bubble butt and hairless slit instead. Sveta was
sobbing, tears running down her face. His hard dick was leaking
pre-fuck all over the place. Apparently he had enjoyed this very
much.

"You were a very brave girl just now. I am really proud of you."

She was still sobbing so hard, she could barely find enough
breath for a response.

"Thank... thank you Sir."

He opened her ankle cuffs and put her feet gently back down on
the stone floor. Then he unfastened the pillory's boards and
lifted the naked girl's body off of them with his strong arms,
lightly running the tips of his leathery fingers all over her red
raw skin. It looked horrible! But he had promised her bruises
when she had first arrived at his door step, and as every child
knew, promises had to be kept!

The old man held the crying preteen slut in his arms for a few
minutes, gently wiping her tears off her cute face, whispering
soothing and kind words into her small child ears, until she had
calmed down and stopped sobbing. Finally he slowly let her go and
she immediately went down on all fours, remembering the rule
about not being allowed to stand or walk in the basement.

Despite Brown's massive boner and strong desire to fuck both of
the little whores right then and there, he kept his cum in his
balls for Mara Verheugen later. But of course, this didn't mean
that young Sveta couldn't get fucked properly!

"Alright, slut, as fun as that was, it's now high time you got
intimate with my good old friend the basement clown! He likes
entertaining cheap young whores such as you. More precisely, he
likes being entertained! And this is exactly what you will do
now."

"Yes Sir."

She looked at the plastic clown in the corner, which grinned at
her with glowing red eyes. Then she looked at Brown
questioningly.

"You will mount the clown and get your wrists and ankles into the
cuffs. You'll see them when you're up there. See those dildos?
They are for your mouth, ass and whore pussy. Your job is to
stimulate them thoroughly, which means you have to push them into
the respective hole completely, then out again almost completely,
then in again, and so on. The clown will ask you questions, for
example, 'Are you a dumb slut?' And you will answer them by
saying, 'Sadly yes! I am a dumb slut!' Or whatever other insult
he gives you. All of this greatly amuses and excites the clown,
which will motivate him to have many cummings in your body. That
means the dildos will shoot all kinds of fluids into your holes.
Your goal is to get as many cummings as you need to finish the
ride, only then you are allowed to dismount. Now, proceed to your
new friend!"

Little Sveta crawled over to the monstrous clown and started
mounting it, while the old pervert watched her with amusement. To
her surprise, the plastic dildos all withdrew into its body when
she touched it. The clown's creepy red eyes flickered brightly
with a fast rhythm and a cheerful artificial voice exclaimed:

"Ah, a new cunt wishes to ride the clown! Welcome!"

Then the eyes just kept up their steady red glow, the clown still
grinning in its fixed grimace.

Sveta didn't really know whether to laugh or to be scared. It was
super creepy but also somehow funny. The preteen girl had now
mounted the plastic thing completely and her head was almost in
front of the big clown face. There were two digital scores
displayed, arousal and cummings. Both were at zero.

The tiny tramp put her wrists and ankles into the magnetic cuffs
at the sides and they closed automatically. Now she couldn't
dismount without invoking The Constitution or finishing the ride,
but she realized she had considerable room for moving back and
forth, arching her back, and so on. Then the cheery voice sounded
again.

"What is your name, new cunt?"

She thought for a moment.

"Sveta the nasty cum slut."

Brown laughed out loud.

"Welcome, Sveta the nasty cum slut! Are you a cheap whore?"

"Yes Sir."

Suddenly, she received a stinging electro shock through her
nipples. Nothing serious, but very unpleasant. Brown snickered.
He loved this introduction part.

"You have to get the syntax and handling exactly right. I hope
you can remember it or else this ride will be a very shocking
experience for you!"

Sveta tried hard to recall exactly what Brown had said earlier.
The clown's voice started again.

"Sveta the nasty cum slut! Are you a cheap whore?"

"Sadly yes! I am a cheap whore!"

"Ha ha ha ha haaa!"

The clown's artificial laughter was creepy, but so absurd that
Sveta herself had to giggle a little. Then she saw its thick
dildo in front of her face had extended again. The young whore
knew what to do. It was her job after all. Bending forward, she
took the whole plastic thing into her mouth and then her throat
until her lips touched the clown's plastic surface. Then she
withdrew until only the tip was touching her lips, then she went
back down completely.

She had seen that the ass and cunt dildos were somewhat smaller
in size than an average adult cock, reasonably fitting for a
child, not with ease, but manageable. The mouth dildo, however,
was above average size and unpleasantly thick. It was hard white
and red plastic, but had the shape of a real erect penis, with
veins and fully formed glans. Bobbing her blonde slut head down
and up, she stimulated the clown's plastic prick ten times by
taking it into her throat, then back out completely, then in her
throat again. It was really exhausting.

Then, after the tenth full penetration, the dildo withdrew into
its body again. Sveta could see that the digital arousal score
had increased. The cummings score was still at zero. Then nothing
happened for 40 seconds or so, and the little girl just had to
wait.

"Sveta the nasty cum slut! Are you a pathetic piece of shit?"

"Sadly yes! I am a pathetic piece of shit!"

"Ha ha ha ha haaa!"

This time, it was the ass dildo that sprang up. Sveta couldn't
use her hands, but she did her best to arch her back and push her
little asshole onto the artificial intruder, which was thankfully
auto-lubing and of reasonable size and thickness. So the
humiliating task was unpleasant but bearable. The kiddie tramp
fucked her own ass up and down the perverted thing, careful to
really get it all in on the instrokes and almost completely out
on the outstokes. There was little doubt in her young mind that
this thing had been programmed to measure all these parameters
accurately.

After fucking herself with it ten times, the dildo withdrew and
the arousal score went up. Then nothing happened for two full
minutes. Sveta looked into the red glowing clown eyes and its
creepy grinning face, waiting impatiently for another insult.
Already, this game was no longer funny for her. She was sure she
would have nightmares about giant raping clowns tonight!

"Sveta the nasty cum slut! Are you a worthless cunt?"

"Sadly yes! I am a worthless cunt!"

"Ha ha ha ha haaa!"

The ass dildo extended again, and she impaled her little girl
asshole on it fully once more. It was freshly lubed again, but it
still hurt quite a bit. Bouncing up and down ten more times very
deeply, the young professional increased the clown's arousal
score again. Then the artificial dildo withdrew.

"Alright slut, I'm going upstairs. You have fun with the clown.
I've set the goal to 7 ejaculations for you as a beginner. Don't
say anything now, and generally nothing the clown doesn't want to
hear from you! Or you'll get electroshocks and the arousal will
be set to zero! Remember, everything is random, the time
intervals, the insults, the dildo, even when it ejaculates. The
higher the arousal, the more likely the ejaculation. Also
remember that all kinds of stuff can come out there, from painful
pepper sauce to orange juice to dog cum or Ella's piss! Even my
very own special sauce that you crave so much. Whatever enters
your mouth, you swallow fully, no matter how disgusting. Nothing
infectious or poisonous is stored, so don't worry. But it can be
very unpleasant. You are not allowed to spit anything out, or
else your entire cummings score goes to zero again! Same happens
if you throw up, and then you'll have to continue lying in your
own vomit. Make no mistake, I will keep you strapped here all
night if you don't make it to 7! What is ejaculated in your ass
or pussy, you just let ooze out. You don't have to do anything
about that. The clown is self-cleaning. When you're done-"

The clown interrupted.

"Sveta the nasty cum slut! Are you a miserable piece of trash?"

"Sadly yes! I am a miserable piece of trash!"

"Ha ha ha ha haaa!"

The cunt dildo sprang up, and the whore impaled her prepubescent
little fuckhole on it deeply. Thankfully it was also self-lubing
and not unbearably big or thick. Nevertheless, getting it in
completely stretched her little pussy hard, and it was not a
pleasant experience. As she was fucking herself, Brown finished
his instructions.

"Anyway, as I was saying, when you're done, use the hose in the
corner to rinse yourself down. There are some rough but clean
rags to dry yourself. The water is very cold, but I hear you're a
miserable piece of trash, so you deserve nothing better anyway.
Also give Ella a very thorough cold rinsing. Normally I do this,
but today it's your job. If she is in a bondage device, you do it
while she is in bondage. You don't interrupt her. If she is in a
pose in her cage, you get her out of the cage and make her crawl
to the corner where she assumes the same pose and you rinse her
down. Don't get the hay all wet! Remember to always crawl until
you're upstairs. And don't dare come up dirty or wet. Disobey any
of this, and you will get kicked out of the house! Understood?"

The bouncing slut tried very hard to memorize all his
instructions.

"Yes Sir! Ouch!"

Brown snickered as the clown gave the little whore another
painful electric shock. She had forgotten that she wasn't allowed
to say anything except what the clown wanted to hear! Looking up,
she saw that the arousal score was now at zero again. The old man
shook his head in obvious contempt, but he was also grinning
joyfully.

"Fucking idiot kids!"

Then he just left, and Sveta had to wait for another insult by
her plastic fuck monster to get its arousal up again by fucking
and sucking its dildos deep into her little girl body.

It took Sveta almost an hour to get the clown to orgasm seven
times total. It ejaculated all kinds of fluids into her, most of
them completely unknown to the young whore. Two loads were shot
into her kiddie asshole, two in her cunt and three in her slut
mouth.

The first one was clearly cool apple juice and Sveta swallowed it
with pleasure. The second one was weird and unidentifiable, it
was very sweet and at the same time rancid and bubbly on her
tongue and left a disgusting aftertaste that lasted for minutes.
The third ejaculate was actual cum, but the little girl didn't
know from whom, or even what. If she was honest, as long as it
didn't kill her, she didn't really care. Obediently, the nasty
cum slut swallowed it all like a trooper.

One shot in her pussy was actually painfully hot, another very
cold. And one made her asshole itch and burn for 20 minutes,
making all the dildo assfucking extra unpleasant.

And the insults! She had no idea there were so many different
ways to insult a little girl! As often as dominant customers had
demanded self-degradation from the preteen whore, she had never
insulted herself so many times in so many different ways within
one hour!

Finally, after impaling all three dildos one final time deep into
her holes simultaneously, the exhausted and literally fucked out
little girl felt the magnetic cuffs open and the clown's cheery
voice exclaimed:

"This was your ride on the clown, Sveta the nasty cum slut! Be
grateful for all the cummings in your worthless whore body! Now
fuck off, cunt!"

Instead of responding, she crawled to the plastic hose in the
corner and rinsed herself down thoroughly. As cold as the
basement itself was, the water was downright icy! It was
extremely unpleasant, but she knew she had to do it. The young
hooker made especially sure to wash all the different kinds of
cummings out of her little pussy and asshole.

Then she crawled to the rack, where Ella had put herself into
bondage while Sveta had been busy humping the monster clown.
Unlike with a normal rack, she wasn't just stretched but also
spread-eageled, with each arm and foot stretching out into a
different direction. This way, her sexy little cunt was clearly
on display.

The 12-year-old curly blonde was stretched unpleasantly and
obscenely, but at least no one inflicted additional pain on her
tiny body on purpose. Sveta actually had to admire how beautiful
the older girl's developing titties looked in this position. She
casually wondered if she would ever get old enough to develop a
pair of her own, or if she would be crowded out of the sex market
and starve to death before then.

"Ella, I need to rinse you down with cold water. You probably
heard Mr. Brown earlier. Do you consent?"

The older cunt looked at her with exhausted, empty eyes, but she
nodded. Of course, she wasn't allowed to talk. She didn't want to
botch up her bonus on the last day!

Sveta started rinsing the down the naked girl, who was still
stretched obscenely open on the rack. She could see the suffering
from the cold water, humiliation and of course the rack itself in
the silent whore's face. But Sveta knew it was her duty to do it
thoroughly. She just hoped Ella wouldn't catch her death down
here!

After they were both cleaned up, Sveta used the old rags to dry
them both. Even the towels were medieval in style! They were very
rough-spun, which was almost painful on the girl's sensitive and
previously tormented skin. Sveta took her time drying Ella's
body, very gently and almost lovingly. She figured the older girl
probably didn't get much love down here, if you didn't count the
clown and Brown's occasional sexual abuse. Ella couldn't say
anything, but Sveta thought she saw gratitude in her expression.

Then she put the rags in a wicker hamper and left the other child
whore on the rack, while crawling upstairs to resume her cunt
presentation duty.

She found her customer in the living room, all fresh in a comfy
robe that was open at the front. The muscular but leathery old
man was naked underneath, of course. He was watching holo, but a
part of the 3-dimensional display space showed a real-time feed
from the basement. Brown had probably watched it all, or at least
a part of it.

"Did you follow all my orders?"

"Yes Sir."

"Was it fun?"

"No Sir. But I'm glad to obey your orders for food and shelter."

He grinned.

"Good cunt. Now come here and let me sooth your bruises with a
newly patented healing ointment. It's from a pharma company of
which I own stocks. You'll be surprised how good it is."

Sveta almost admired his rhetoric. Even by rubbing his healing
salve in, he was rubbing her poverty in. He took the ointment
from the inventory shelf, and the little naked girl actually
enjoyed his hands on her body this time, applying the stuff to
all her red skin parts, which felt a lot better instantly. Then
they sat and watched a show, her cunt and nipples available to
his grasp, while waiting for the Verheugen's daughter to come
over.

At some point, old Brown took a warming plate with hot waffles
from the inventory shelf, and Sveta's mouth started watering
immediately. He put it on a small table near the couch, but
didn't allow her to eat. She knew she needed special man sauce on
it.

The old customer gave his little domestic whore some more
instructions about how she would get his cum and what exactly to
do when Martha's and Timor's daughter arrived. Then they just
waited until they heard the doorbell.

"Go ahead and greet her in!"

Brown just kept sitting on the couch in a half-lying position,
his robe not even covering his chest and hairy crotch! The naked
Sveta went to greet young Mara at the door and led her back to
the living room before sitting down in her mandatory exhibition
pose again.

The Verheugen's daughter was visibly amused, and just a little
embarrassed, that Sveta was naked and Brown was half-naked. They
greeted each other with a long hug and a gentle french kiss.

"So wonderful that you could make it!"

Then they drank coffee and ate sweets for a while, but Sveta got
nothing, and she didn't dare ask. The young whore was still
looking forward to her waffles. But she couldn't help notice how
naturally happy and stunningly beautiful the Verheugen's daughter
was!

Mara was a love child and a loved child. She had not a worry in
the world. Since both her parents were perverts, she inevitably
had been introduced to their sex games from a very early age. And
they had nudged her to have sex with their perverted friends and
sometimes strangers as well, sharing her beauty generously and
intimately. Brown had the privilege of sliding his own old dick
between her perfect kissable lips every two or three months.

But most of her time, she spent sexless, learning or playing like
most preteens on the planet. She was open-minded, friendly, and
naturally curious about sex, but not herself horny enough yet to
do it often out of her own initiative. Her sex life at 11 mostly
consisted of sensually stripping, massaging or performing slow
oral love for a nice adult every two weeks or so, usually just
her parents, and always at their request.

The young beauty didn't mind the sex at all, but she wasn't
terribly thrilled about it either. She understood that, despite
having good money in her own account, she would be far better off
doing what her rich parents nicely asked her to do - and with a
smile on her beautiful face, too.

Mara was a genuinely lovable person, and you could accurately say
that she loved everyone. There was no hatred in her heart, only
kindness. But of course, this didn't keep her from letting dozens
of children starve to death. She had the power to support quite a
number of them if she gave up all her expensive hobbies, shared
her living space, donated all of her allowance. Her parents would
have let her do that without objection. A part of her young
sheltered mind even understood this. But mostly, beautiful
entitled Mara solved this conundrum by simply not thinking about
it.

Brown didn't have this option. He was naturally too smart and
honest with himself. The pervert knew perfectly well that he was
indirectly killing kids like Sveta with every credit he spent on
luxury. Even his little basement dungeon could have housed
several street children comfortably, had he chosen to design it
that way, not counting the ones he occasionally let live there
naked in a cage for his own amusement.

But unlike sweet Mara, Brown had less kindness in his heart to
begin with. The old man loved children, but he saw them primarily
as cute, replaceable fuckmeat that existed to make his throbbing
dick feel good, to be abused and degraded by him as a freak
hobby. He didn't much care if they starved in the millions
somewhere out of his sight. Making new babies was never a
problem. And at least, he thought, they could switch their pain
and sadness off when they died.

"Soooo... do you have a special wish for me today, Mr. Brown?"

Mara put her coffee mug aside, stood up and smiled at him in her
perfect child beauty, her big brown eyes deeply gazing into his,
her sensual lips slightly parted. Ah, those eyes... he could have
just sat there and stared into them for hours. With gorgeous
Mara, the old man always had to remind himself not to fall in
love against his best interests.

Her uncommon beauty was not a coincidence, of course. The
Verheugens had spent quite some money to have several loads of
Timor's sperm scanned for the best possible allele combination
predicting female beauty, the thusly chosen sperm cell cloned
over and over, and shot up into his wife's cunt again and again
until Mara came out.

"Oh yes, my little sweetie. But why don't you start with a slow,
sensual stripdance for me and my friend Sveta here?"

He had a muscular arm around Sveta's naked little shoulders, but
her own arms were crossed behind her back and her legs were
spread wide obediently and uncomfortably, with her pussy
presented to him. They both knew "friend" was a euphemism for
"cheap, disposable cum bucket". But of course, sweet and kind
Mara didn't notice.

She smiled warmly at both of them, then she started dancing to
imaginary music, presenting her perfect preteen body in a sensual
slow display. Brown responded by turning actual sexy music on
using his link, and the little beauty smiled even more brightly.

Very slowly and deliberately, she took off one piece of clothing
after the other, while she kept dancing for their pleasure. In
the meanwhile, Brown slowly but roughly sawed his old index
finger in and out of Sveta's well-presented preteen cunt.

Soon, Mara's own perfect nipples and hairless little slit became
visible, as she took off her remaining clothes and dropped her
pink panties on the floor. The little beauty flexed her knees and
spread her legs wide while dancing. Gyrating and rocking back and
forth, she spread her pussy lips with her girlie hands, rubbing
her kiddie clitty in small light circles with her painted
fingertips.

Brown was hard as a rock. Even Sveta was impressed by the other
girl's beauty and natural sensuality. She was good - for a
non-professional, of course.

After some more dancing, little Mara went down on her hands and
knees in a smooth, athletic motion and crawled to where Brown was
lying on the couch, his hard naked cock now standing proudly. She
bent down, and with the most seductive grin, licked his throbbing
pole gently and slowly. Then she looked him in the eye and cooed:

"Aah, now, Mr. Brown, what about that special wish of yours?"

The old man gave naked Sveta a nudge, and the little whore said:

"Uh, it would be really really awesome if you could suck Mr.
Brown's hard dick until he cums in your mouth, and then very
slowly spit it all into my open mouth. I would really love it if
you did that for us!"

It wasn't a lie. Sveta needed that cum for her lunch!

Gorgeous Mara looked at them with a half-disgusted, half-excited
expression. Then she nodded.

"You got it. Oh God, this is so dirty and naughty! I feel all
tingly inside. It must be the genes I inherited from my perverted
parents!"

They all laughed at that, with Sveta's laughter sounding a bit
forced. To them, it was all fun and games, but to her, the sex
was serious business, quite literally.

Mara had the most perfect sensual lips you had ever seen on an
11-year-old. If you could design little girl lips to be natural,
sensual, kissable and fuckable all at the same time, and you
chose the best ones you could cum up with in your most
imaginative dreams, the result would be hers.

Now these lips were licked by a cute little tongue and then firmly
wrapped around a very happy old man's cock, very slowly and
deeply sliding back and forth. She kept a slow rhythm - to her,
blowjobs weren't a cum bucket's duty like for Sveta, but a
sensual performance art, a special gift for adults worthy of her
oral love. However, this did not keep old Brown from grunting and
swearing.

"Fuck yes, oh yeah, get that motherfucker down, mmmh, go deep on
that fuckmeat, yes, that's it! Shit! You perfect little angel!"

After a while, he needed a change of pace, and Sveta's little
hands were used for that. She made a ring with her index finger
and thumb and slid it up and down his slimy shaft as Mara still
held the tip of his prick between her most beautiful loli lips.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and panting and
grunting like an ape, he somewhat harshly grabbed both girl's
hair in his fists and shot a massive load of hot cum directly
into Mara's waiting mouth while still gently fucking her gorgeous
face.

She pulled back and sat up without spilling a drop, her beautiful
barely developed little breasts on display. Her cheeks were
filled with so much old man cum that she had a hard time keeping
it all in.

Brown unceremoniously grabbed Sveta's pigtails like handles. He
dragged her head close to his mouth and whispered something in
her ear. Then, lying on the couch, he pulled her over his hairy
chest, facing upward, and Sveta looked at Mara from the corner of
her eyes and said:

"I would really love it if you spat that big load of cum into my
open mouth now, very slowly, together with as much spit as you
can!"

After expressing her wish, or Brown's wish rather, Sveta just
kept her whore mouth opened as widely as she could, and the
gorgeous cum-filled Mara bent over her and very slowly let all of
his slimy jizz drool from her own beautiful mouth into Sveta's,
followed by quite a bit of spitting. Brown commented the whole
thing with encouraging and crude remarks:

"Ah, would you look at that! All this beautiful sperm swapped
between such nice girls as you. And look at this cum-greedy
blonde here, isn't it amazing how she begs for fresh man jizz
being spat into her wide-open mouth by another girl! Some kids
are just naturally nasty and crazy for hot cum!"

When the slimy transfer was finally completed, Brown nudged Sveta
and she closed her mouth, with her own cheeks now obscenely
filled, and proceeded to spit his cum and Mara's spit all over
her waffles on the warming plate nearby. Mara stared in
amazement, her own cute cum-laced mouth open.

"She loves to eat her food that way. It's her special kink."

The 11-year-old looked at him and made a funny face while Sveta
wasn't looking, indicating how crazy that young girl must be if
she loved this so much. Brown nodded and winked at her, as if
wordlessly saying, "Yeah, I know, she's a crazy one."

Then he grabbed the back of Mara's head gently but firmly with
his hand and pulled her toward him for a long, intimate french
kiss while fondling her angelic naked body, which was stunning
perfection.

They made out and cuddled for almost half an hour, while Sveta
ate her waffles with special man sauce and gorgeous girl spit on
them, obediently showing her cunt in their direction.

Then Mara had to go for her other afternoon activities. She
wasn't a poor whore like Sveta, after all, but a wealthy citizen
who could afford other interests. Brown watched her dress in
fascination, with dreamy eyes, almost a little in love. She blew
a symbolic hand kiss in his direction, and he lazily returned the
gesture. Then she left.

"Alright, cunt, that was awesome! You played your part very
well."

"Thank you Sir."

"As a reward, there are several puddings, potato chips, juices
and other sweets and beverages that you are allowed to eat and
drink now. The only condition is that you have to eat them
directly from my naked body, or by using my slimy dick like a
spoon. Not a problem for a nasty cum slut like you, am I right?"

"No Sir. Thank you Sir!"

He instructed the inventory shelf to provide all the stuff, and
the little whore could choose what she wanted to eat or drink,
and when. The old man then proceeded to put it on his own
leathery body and she had to lick and slurp it off of it. The
pudding was eaten out of its cup, but Sveta had to use Brown's
cock to spoon it out and then suck it off. By the time she was
done with it, he was hard again, and he ordered her to satisfy
him by straddling his body and, for the first time during her
stay, thoroughly impale her preteen pussy on his invading
fuckmeat.

Complete penetration by his above-average dick was impossible,
but she forced herself to go as deeply as she could without
causing injury. The young cunt was allowed to decide the pace and
the degree of penetration, and in between, they lubed their
genitals up generously. But she knew he expected professional
whore performance, and not wanting to disappoint, she fucked
herself up and down on his hard pole even more rapidly as Kate
the bouncing fuckpig had done yesterday. For his benefit, she
moaned and squealed like a dirty slut in heat, gritting her teeth
and ignoring the pain his hard adult prick caused in her
underdeveloped pussy, which was still sore from the clown ride.

The bouncing went on for a long time, until finally, with a lot
of grunting and swearing, he shot today's second load for his
nasty cum slut, deeply inside her little preteen cunt this time.
Then old Brown just held her on top of him and enjoyed the
majestic afterglow of his orgasm and the warm, victorious feeling
of having his hard dick sticking inside a 9-year-old fucked-out
kiddie whore slit, while looking at her cute and yet slutty face,
fondling her erect little nipples and perfect flat chest.

They made out for a while, then freshened up superficially in the
bathroom, and after popping a boner pill with delayed effect for
later, he ate his own lunch while his little whore obediently
presented her well-fucked pussy to him in a standing position,
occasionally wiping some of his cum that still drooled out of it,
and she had to lick it off her kiddie girl fingers for his
amusement. Then he got dressed and went out for a while, leaving
her alone to do as she pleased. Sveta got her girlie purse from
the inventory shelf and applied more soothing and healing salves
to her bruises and sore vagina.

Then she surfed the data nets, routinely checking all her
applications for charity spots. Many rich people actually gave a
lot of money for poor kids without demanding sex in return! Some
of them freely rented out spots for so-called coffins, which were
basically just very small apartments stacked on top of each
other, only coffin-sized, for a person to lie in. The trick was
that drugs and cheap virtual reality techniques were combined to
relax the body and give the illusion of space, movement and
social interaction.

The large buildings in which they were housed usually provided
giant community showers and treadmills to keep the muscles from
atrophying. The coffins were far from perfect, but they created
some semblance of a decent quality of life, at extremely low
cost. Subjectively, the virtual worlds were quite convincing,
filled with fake luxuries, adventures and pleasures. Certainly
better than sleeping in a rusty pipe or being a domestic sex
toy!

But all such charities, despite being well-funded in total, had
to be organized like lotteries because there were always far more
applicants than available spots. Too many babies were constantly
being popped out, but not permanently supported by their parents.
No charity in the world could handle them all.

Sveta found that she was out of luck again for now. No freebies
for the young professional. She sighed heavily. Her sexual
obedience services would have to continue. Of course, she could
always just die by using her implant's euthanasia function.
Sometimes, when she was tired, she seriously thought about it. It
was supposed to be a very easy death, pleasurable even. Or Sveta 
could have switched off all her suffering and turned on intense
pleasure, or just songs in her head, until she died from
dehydration. She had known some homeless kids who had done that.

But Sveta didn't want to die just yet. She loved eating food -
even with cum on it - and listening to her audio stories.
Sometimes even being with customers like Brown was better than
literally nothing!

So when her domestic pervert came back in the early evening, the
little slut was still alive and naked at his house, resuming her
body presentation duties without being asked. After a snack in
the kitchen - which Sveta had to eat from the floor without using
her hands - they watched an episode of some holo fantasy show in
the living room. As always, she sat next to him with her legs
spread wide to allow him full access to her tight pink fuckhole,
which had welcomed so many adult dicks and yet hadn't entered
puberty.

Sveta soon found herself immersed in the rich narrative of the
show, the holo knights fighting with life-like clarity directly
in front of her. After the most epic scene of the episode was
over, the little hooker looked up at Brown and realized that her
customer was gone! Apparently he had left the room without saying
anything while she was distracted by the fight!

With a nervous and regretful whimper, the young cunt quickly got
up to find him. So far, she had never broken the rule about
presenting her loli body to him wherever he went. And so far, he
had often ignored her when she did. So the girl hoped that he
wouldn't notice her slip of obedience or at least not mind.

She found him standing in the bathroom, pissing with the door
open. Apparently he didn't have good aim, or maybe he missed on
purpose. There was piss all over the toilet and even on the
floor.

"So Her Majesty decides to honor me with Her presence after all",
Brown exclaimed sarcastically.

Sveta stood very close to him, spread her legs and pushed her
flat chest out with her arms behind her back while lowering her
head, as if to make up for the negligence with extra submission.

"I'm sorry Sir, I was watching the show and didn't notice when
you left the room..."

The old man grabbed her clit between his right thumb and index
finger and pressed hard until she winced and sobbed in pain.

"Listen well, cunt. There is only one thing I hate more than
people who break agreements: People who break agreements and then
make up excuses for it. I gave you food and shelter in exchange
for a well-defined service, to which you consented. And just
after this short time that I allowed you to be here, you already
act like an entitled princess who doesn't have to do what she
agreed to do! I should kick you out into the cold and dark right
now."

He let go of her clit, but only to grab one of her nipples and
twist it painfully.

"I'm sorry Sir! I didn't mean to be lazy. Please let me stay
here, Sir! I'll do better, I promise!"

"Didn't you learn anything when that other little basement slut
got kicked out of my house yesterday? How stupid are you, idiot?"

Sveta started whimpering miserably.

"I'm really really sorry, Sir! I didn't see you leave and now I
can't undo it! I swear it will never ever happen again! Please
let me make it up to you somehow! Please! I'll do anything you
want, anything at all!"

She was really desperate. Almost more than that, she was angry at
herself. Superficially, it was all about survival. But on a
subconscious level, the young whore also had a secret sense of
pride about her self-discipline, her ability to satisfy perverted
desires of grown-ups with perfect obedience, no matter how
demanding. So when she had seen that other stupid girl storm out
the house yesterday, she had felt absurdly superior to her. And
now she had blown her own domestic deal in just a few distracted
minutes!

What she didn't know was that Brown had no intention of ending it
right then and there. He was having far too much fun with this
little child slut.

"Okay whore, let's say I forgive you, even though you don't
deserve it. Then what's to stop you from sitting on your lazy ass
next time I need you?"

"I won't, Sir, I swear! I'll do better next time!"

He waved his hand in an exaggerated gesture.

"Ah, nonsense! You'll just forget your duties again. No, we will
need something to help you remember. A solid punishment,
perhaps?"

Sveta wanted to tell him that the pain he was inflicting would be
reminder enough. But she knew that would just earn her more of
it.

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir!"

He let go of her nipple and grabbed the other one, subjecting it
to the same cruel treatment.

"Is my little whore ready for her punishment, then?"

She sobbed.

"Yes Sir. Your little whore is ready for her punishment."

"Then beg me for it, and tell me how worthless you are!"

"Yes Sir. I am a worthless little whore who did you wrong and I
deserve punishment. I beg you to please give your worthless whore
the punishment that I deserve. Sir!"

He grinned in amusement. He was having a wonderful time! The
girl's helplessness was both super cute and a huge turn-on to the
old man.

"Okay slut. Because you asked so nicely. See, I went to the
bathroom to take a leak and I was really upset when you weren't
around with me. I needed you to hold my dick for me as I pissed,
but you weren't here, and now look at the mess you made!"

He pointed to the small puddles of man piss all over the floor
and toilet. It wasn't much, but spread wide.

She wanted to tell him how absurd it was that a grown man didn't
know how to piss properly without the help of a little girl! But
of course she was smart enough to keep her mouth shut.

"Now since that is your fault, you obviously should clean that
up."

"Yes Sir!"

He let go of her nipple and she let out a sob of relief. Brown
saw that she was looking for something with which to soak the
urine up.

"No, cunt. We both agreed you're a worthless whore, and I'm not
going to waste a clean towel on you just so you can clean up the
mess you made! You do this with your tongue! Now get down on all
fours like the bitch you are, and start with the piss on the
floor. And ass up high in the air!"

The young girl hesitated for just a moment, thinking to plead
with him. She understood the whole cleaning exercise was futile,
since his household had routine self-cleaning functions
installed. But she also understood that he really wanted perverse
obedience and got off on punishing her in the most degrading way
possible. So pleading wasn't an option. Her only alternative was
to revoke the agreement, and she had no idea if she would find
food and shelter somewhere else soon enough. Selling some of her
organs was still an option, but this could be done only once, and
innovations in medical science had reduced the demand and
therefore the price for real human transplants.

So she dropped to the floor with a sigh of resignation, pushed
her naked ass obscenely up toward him, and started lapping at his
stinking piss like a dog.

"Don't spit it out this time. It's not much anyway. This time you
will swallow it all. You've rightfully earned it."

"Yes Sir."

What could she say? She obeyed and went to work on her elbows and
knees, with her shoulders low and her back bent in an arch,
bowing her head down to the floor, rapidly licking at puddles of
piss. Some of it she actually slurped up, but mostly she just
covered the smooth surface with rapid licks. In between, she
swallowed all the urine she lapped up and fought hard against her
natural urge to throw it up again. She knew he would be notified
by the system if she dimmed her disgust down as she usually would
have, so that wasn't an option. Little Sveta had to rely on good
old self-control.

The child slut took more than 10 minutes licking the floor and
eventually the toilet all over meticulously, until only the
wetness of her saliva remained. Thankfully both the floor and
toilet had been clean before, and therefore his fresh man piss
was the only thing she picked up. But it tasted horrible and she
gagged several times before the nasty task was done. The old
pervert amused himself by pointing out every last drop she had
missed until it was all gone.

Finally she got up and stood facing him, legs spread slightly to
enable pussy access, her arms to her side.

"So, was that tasty?"

"No Sir."

He snickered.

"Good. It wouldn't have been punishment if it had been tasty, now
would it?"

"No Sir."

"So, do you think you've been punished enough, little whore?"

She hesitated. It wasn't quite clear to her what he wanted to
hear. But she had also agreed to tell him the truth at all times.

"Yes Sir. I think I've been punished more than enough."

The old man raised his eyebrows in mock surprise.

"Is that so? Well, in that case I guess you deserve an extra
reward!"

He grabbed her pigtails in a fist and painfully tilted her head
back. Leaning forward until his face was directly above hers, he
ordered:

"Open your mouth wide, slut. And keep it open."

As she obeyed, he took 10 seconds to gather a large load of spit.
Then he slowly let the slimy stuff drool from his tongue into her
open mouth. Using his other hand, he forced her lips shut and
commanded her to swallow.

She obeyed, but gagged and breathed rapidly in renewed disgust,
fighting her upwelling urge to vomit.

"You're allowed to throw up if you want. Just hug the toilet. I
don't mind."

She brought her breathing under control and shook her head.

"I'm fine, Sir. It won't be necessary."

"We will see about that."

He grabbed her hair again, sharply pulling her head back while
keeping his left arm wrapped firmly around her naked chest and
upper arms.

"Open the slut hole, cuntface."

She did, tears streaming down her face. This time, he let her
suffer in anticipation. During the ordeal, he checked her emotion
stats, they had all stayed on so far. She had not disobeyed. He
took a long time gathering slimy spit, loudly clearing his throat
with an appalling slimy sound. The old pervert loved the look of
disgust, shame and horror on the little girl's face as she looked
into his eyes, knowing what was coming.

Then he spat, slowly and in the sickest drawn-out way possible,
directly into her open mouth. Her red slut lips were streched
wide, but large blobs of slime still went all over her upper lip
and up her nose. She sobbed frantically.

Again, he used his hand to force her mouth shut and ordered her
to swallow. Except this time, he also pinched her nose tight,
holding her breathless for 30 seconds. The Constitution wouldn't
allow him to cause serious injury, but it didn't count discomfort
and the feeling of suffocation before brain damage became
probable. She had consented to that.

Finally, Brown let her go, and this time she dropped to the floor
immediately and vomited into the toilet she had just licked
clean, making loud heaving noises. He smiled and jerked his hard
cock as he watched her struggle. He loved to mistreat a petite
girl. Sometimes he wondered if he would have become a violent
kidnapper in a time when consensual kiddie sex was illegal but
law enforcement incomplete. Probably not, he concluded, but he
couldn't rule it out.

After she was done hugging the toilet, he activated the flush and
turned the sink water on. The slut got up and rinsed her mouth
out, looking at him with exhaustion. She knew he was testing her
obedience and he knew she tried to do good, to make up for her
mistakes so she could stay as long as possible. The power turned
him on immensely.

He gave her a minute, then he pushed the girl back to her knees.

"Open your cunt mouth and cross your arms behind your back. Keep
them there, fingers interlocked, until I allow you to uncross
them."

She complied without hesitation or protest, and he grabbed his
hard, leaking dick to enrich his child whore's evening with a
refreshing violent facefuck. Grabbing each pigtail in a fist, he
used poor Sveta's head like a masturbation toy whose sole purpose
for existence was to have an adult penis rammed into it.

With rapid and hard thrusts, he pushed himself deep into her
slutty face, making her gag repeatedly. After a few minutes, to
add some variation, the well-trained man grabbed her hair with
one fist while pumping into her, so he could use his other hand
to pinch her nose tight. The little tramp now had to breathe on
the outstrokes through her mouth, which was accompanied by loud
and wet gagging noises. To his sadistic pedo ears, they were
beautiful music!

After all the degrading punishment as foreplay, it took the
perverted old man only ten minutes to shoot a big load of hot cum
into his tiny business partner's mouth. He let go of her nose,
then he ordered:

"Don't swallow, and don't spill a drop. I know you are a nasty
cum slut, and you probably can't wait to swallow my sauce, but
your reward is not complete yet."

Tears were streaming down her cute face again, but she nodded,
her nostrils flaring wildly. So the pervert grabbed her pigtails
again and dragged her to her feet with her arms still crossed
behind her back. He harshly pulled her head back again by her
hair and ordered her to open up. With a smile, he looked into her
wide-open mouth filled with his sperm.

He spent the next five minutes gathering several more loads of
extra slimy spit from the back of his throat, and drooling and
spitting into the cum-filled kiddie whore mouth again and again,
very slowly and deliberately. He basked in her desperate
discomfort and disgust. When he was finally happy with his work,
he sealed the little girl's mouth shut with his right hand and
pinched her nose tight with his left hand so she couldn't
breathe.

With a calm but firm voice, he commanded:

"Don't move one bit. Hold perfectly still. You will be out of air
for exactly one minute. No big deal. Now listen carefully, my
little whore. I want you to swallow my spit and cum like the
worthless jizz bucket you are, and after I let you go, I expect
you to thank me for it politely."

Sveta swallowed frantically, gagging violently, but she didn't
struggle as he held her breathless. She just looked at him with
tear-filled eyes, her arms still crossed behind her back
obediently. Then, when he released his suffocating grip on her
face a full minute later, she exclaimed with a rasping voice and
desperate breath:

"Thank you Sir. Thank you for your cum and spit, Sir." Then, to
show some initiative, she added, "Thank you for fucking my whore
mouth hard, Sir."

"You're welcome, slut. You can uncross your arms now."

He smiled warmly at her, padded her on the head and left the
bathroom. Remembering the mistake that had gotten her into this
disgusting mess to begin with, she quickly followed him back to
the living room.

He sat on the couch to read an investment report, and the
9-year-old hooker sat down close to him with her legs spread
wide. She positioned herself on the couch sideways to fully face
his body so she could push her flat chest out and display her
gaping preteen pussy to him in this uncomfortable position,
readily within his reach for grabbing and pinching. While she
played her part as perverse decoration and fought to keep her
churning stomach under control, he read his report and ignored
her completely.

This went on until an hour before midnight, when he announced
that Ella's contract had almost expired, and they went down to
the basement together again so he could give the successful
dungeon whore her last assignment.

Sveta watched on her hands and knees, tired and exhausted, as old
Brown commanded the curly blonde to lick his asshole out, slobber
away at his dick and then lie down on the hay in the cage on her
back, slut legs spread wide, so that her customer could throw a
final, deep and hard fuck into her hairless 12-year-old pussy. Of
course, she still wasn't allowed to say a word during this entire
ordeal.

After he had had a majestic final orgasm, shooting a last load of
hot cum deep into the young wide-stretched cunt, Sveta was
instructed to lick and suck his pedo prick clean and then eat the
well-fucked basement girl's pussy out, trying to swallow as much
of his jizz as possible in the process. The child whores complied
perfectly, and Sveta was glad that she managed to perform her
disgusting duties without throwing up again.

Finally, at midnight, Ella was liberated from her cage and the
three had a gentle and loving evening together upstairs, starting
with a long hot shower where they washed each other's naked
bodies with wonderfully smelling soaps and warm water, followed
by chocolate cake and red wine to celebrate Ella's hard-earned
bonus achievement, and finally ending with a long snuggle session
in his big bed where all three of them soon fell asleep in each
other's arms.

They slept together until the next morning, then Brown allowed
Ella one last complimentary breakfast and finally told her to
leave his house for good, leaving him alone with his ever-present
fuck toy Sveta - who was already busy again naked on her knees,
sucking on the old man's hard throbbing morning boner.


--- Day 15, Epilogue ---

Two weeks had passed since slutty 9-year-old Sveta first rang the
old Brown's door bell. Two weeks of absolute sexual obedience,
systematic physical domination and a neverending stream of
insults by the old pervert to attack the self-worth of the little
preteen whore in his household. He let her eat his food, mostly
cum-covered or from the floor. He fucked her in all holes, pissed
on her, made her swallow his loads in the dozens, instructed her
to crawl on all fours for his amusement.

She spend hours and hours in his dark bondage dungeon, rode the
clown, slept in the cage some nights and endured the pain he
ritualistically inflicted on her petite loli body with
awe-inspiring acceptance. In between days, she played lesbian
games with Kate the bouncing fuckpig at his command and even
received the privilege of sucking his cum out of Kate's pussy
once, which normally had to stay in the teen vagina for a
symbolic hour.

Brown let several of his perverted friends fuck her, organized
threesomes and foursomes with other child and teen hookers and
once even a small bukkake party just for her. And of course, she
fulfilled her body presentation duties meticulously.

In short, the blonde kiddie tramp's behavior was exceptionally
submissive and disciplined, and he rewarded her often with extra
sweets and better food of her choice, gentle caresses in an
occasional fatherly manner, spontaneous transfers of small sums
of credits to her account, or extra hours of entertainment of her
choice now and then.

So the entitled pedo didn't think much of the bondage game he
played with her one evening, two weeks after she had first shown
up. He used magnetic superheavy cuffs to fix her hands and feet,
spread eagled on his large bed, shoved a ball gag in her open
mouth and started tormenting her sexy naked preteen body for over
two hours with a small whip, candle wax, mild electro shocks,
pepper sauce and clothes pins. He spat in her face and held her
mouth and nose tight for up to a minute at a time, so she
couldn't breathe. It was nothing he hadn't done to her before,
but in a long succession of prolonged, relentless application,
wiping away all her tears with nonchalant taunts.

Once the sadistic old fuck was satisfied with his tormenting
work, he fucked her tight hairless pussy long and hard, finally
shooting his sperm over her flat belly to dry there while she
remained gagged and in bondage, then he just turned around and
went to sleep.

Brown awoke with a morning boner the next day, fully intending to
immediately use it on his bound-up domestic child whore. But when
he looked around, he found that the little slut was no where to
be seen! The cuffs were open, next to the bed on the floor,
together with the ball gag. A serious breach of their agreement!
He obviously couldn't let this go - severe pain punishment was in
order for this, or he would be forced to kick her out of the
house to save his face!

He went to the living room, then the kitchen, the bathroom in
case she was taking a leak. Then he checked the basement. But the
blonde kiddie cunt was no where in the apartment.

Finally, he checked the logs on his home's security system. In
the middle of the night, Sveta had gotten up, demanded her
belongings from the inventory shelf, put on her slut clothes and
invoked The Constitution to get out of the house.

Mr. Brown felt an odd mix of disappointment and guilt. He had
underestimated her - or maybe overestimated her willingness to
stay at any cost. And in doing so, he had blown a good thing by
harshly overdoing it.

He sank down onto the couch, staring into empty space, and
instructed the inventory shelf to get him a coffee. Just a couple
of seconds later, it appeared within arm's reach. The pervert
felt an unfamiliar sense of loss when he realized that with all
his wealth and technology, he couldn't get Sveta's pussy and
nipples back in his grasp. Checking the data nets, he found that
she had actually written him a goodbye letter!

"Dear Mr. Brown. I am sorry that I have left you without saying
goodbye. I lay awake last night and couldn't turn or sleep
because of the bondage, and my arms and mouth really hurt really
bad, and you were snoring next to me. And I realized I just
couldn't take it anymore. I was really really sad and hoped you
might wake up and maybe set me free or maybe cuddle a bit. But
you just kept sleeping. At first, I used my chip to switch my
sadness and pain off. But then I had already broken our
agreement, and I knew I couldn't lie to you. So I told The
Constitution to open the cuffs and took the gag out of my mouth.

I wanted to say goodbye, I really did. But I knew you would just
be disappointed in me anyway, so I just left. I am really sorry.
Thank you for the food and for letting me sleep in your bed! You
are a horrible and cruel old man, but you helped me when I needed
you, and you didn't have to. So thank you for that. I hope you
have a good life with the other girl or girls! Goodbye, Sveta
(your nasty cum slut)"

The sudden burst of emotion that overcame the old man completely
took him by surprise. Before Sveta, he had never, ever, had
feelings for a whore. He had fucked hundreds of them, literally
all ages that he found remotely fuckable. He had fucked them in
brothels, in run-down shacks, luxury dungeons and swinger clubs.
They had stayed with him, he had played perverted games with
them, they had even slept in his arms. But he never, ever, had
felt bonded to one. They had all been replaceable fuck toys. Sure,
he had some special inside jokes and individually degrading
perverted rituals with some of them. But that was just
personalized sexual entertainment.

But Sveta's total obedience when she was here, and the way she
sincerely thanked him in her letter, after all he had put her
through, touched a weird spot in his black shriveled heart.

Maybe it was because he was dying. Or maybe he was just getting
sentimental in his old days. He didn't know, and it didn't
matter. As he was sipping his coffee, he used his implant to
write her a message back:

"Dear Sveta the nasty cum slut. I am sorry that you have left
without saying goodbye. I am really disappointed that you weren't
strong enough to be the good girl I expected you to be. You
stupid cunt. If it was really so bad, you could have made some
noise so I wake up and then beg me to be released. But no, you
had to leave completely. How did you even know you would survive?
Without food and in the middle of the night? Sure, we gave you
some money, but that will barely last you a week! You stupid
slut. And I woke up with a morning boner and no kiddie whore to
take care of it. Do you even know what a fucking disappointment
that is? Now I have to get another worthless cum slurper. You
stupid stupid little girl. I miss you already. But what's done is
done, no backsies!

So let me tell you something you don't know. I have a
neurodegenerative disease and I will die soon. Don't worry, it's
not contagious. But I don't live long anymore. I can't possibly
spend all the money I have, in the time I have left. So I am
giving you a gift. It would have been bigger if you had stayed
and played all the games I would have forced down your throat.
You stupid idiot. But I will still give you something: A share of
the biggest nuclear fusion plant in Puerto Rico. It won't get you
millions, but if you keep it and spend the profits carefully, you
will always be able to afford healthy food and rent a coffin or a
real bed in a cheap hotel. It's not luxury, and I bet you'll suck
ten dicks a day anyway since that's your nature as a nasty cum
slut. But you will never ever have to starve if you don't want
to.

Remember that first night, when we cuddled in my living room and
you fell asleep in my arms? I carried you to the bed that night.
That's when I decided I wouldn't let you starve, ever. I just
didn't tell you because that would have screwed up my fun with
you. I actually planned to give you more, but since you left
without saying goodbye, well, your loss. Now, little tramp, I
want you to do one last thing for me: When you suck your next
slimy hard cock down your cum-greedy gullet and he squirts a hot
load of man jizz into your worthless whore mouth, I want you to
imagine it's from me, and swallow extra slowly to cherish it!
Goodbye, my nasty little cum slut. I hope you find happiness."

He sent the message, then he instructed the system to transfer
his power plant share to the young cunt's property.

After receiving acknowledgement, he scanned the data nets for
another little preteen whore, willing and ready to show up at his
door within an hour to take care of his morning boner for a bit
of cash or food.

As expected, he found hundreds. Life in 2107 was awesome!



--- World Background ---

Warning: This section contains no sex. For fapping purposes, it
can be ignored. Read it only if you are curious about the world's
sci-fi background, which doesn't have to be understood to enjoy
the story.

By 2107, a smart security algorithm called The Constitution has
been installed to prevent all violent crimes on earth and protect
all individual rights, including property rights, using a
ubiquitous automated surveillance and security system that always
discreetly operates in the background. The world is much richer
than today, but the human population is much larger (28 billion),
and there is no forced redistribution of wealth. Birth rates are
high, because of medical advances that make pregnancies faster
and more comfortable, and laws that allow parents to stop giving
care or financial support to their children if they no longer
want to. All voluntary interactions are legal, including child
labor, sex and prostitution. Children are considered free
citizens in their own right, despite their relative stupidity and
inexperience. On birth, all citizens receive a brain implant that
allows them to connect to an enhanced version of the internet,
the data nets, which provide telepathic communication,
entertainment, access to knowledge and all sorts of digital
transactions. These implants also detect health issues like STDs
and enable the user to abort early pregnancies, to control their
own perceptions and emotions, to prove to others that they are
not lying, and even to choose painless suicide at any time. They
also raise the average IQ somewhat, even of young children.
Infectious diseases are mostly under control through affordable
drugs. National governance has been replaced by consent-based
institutions and free markets under The Constitution. National
borders and military conflicts no longer exist. The global
economy is fully integrated. Physical property is digitally
represented, transparent and unambiguous. It can only be
transferred with owner consent or, more rarely, as compensation
for a violation of contracts or the rights of other citizens.
There is no welfare system of any kind. Only private charities
exist, but they are never enough to sustain everyone
(reproduction is exponential after all). Even though most
children on the planet are supported by their parents or charity,
many more children are born directly into poverty or become poor
when adults stop supporting them. No one can hurt them or force
them to do anything against their will, but no one owes them
resources either, and starvation is a real threat for the
extremely poor. As a result, many child prostitutes compete for
the limited time and attention of the world's wealthy perverts
(most people are not pedophiles after all). Only exceptional
child hookers get jobs paying more than subsistence, and these
jobs require professionalism and absolute devotion even of the
youngest whores. In this story, you witness the subsistence
child whore Sveta do what she has to do to survive on an
unforgiving sex market.

There are two other, independent child whoring stories sharing
the same universe. You can find them here:
asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/the_club_for_exceptional_child_whores.txt
asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/daria_and_her_father.txt





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