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 ================================= All my stories are written as fantasies. All activities described are fictional. If anything in my stories ever triggers you, remember to read them with critical distance. That's generally a good idea on the internet actually. =================================