Chapter 20

The pills Carl had given her had left her in a very deep sleep, so deep in fact that Olivia thought she was dreaming she was having sex.  It wasn’t until the cock in her cunt hit bottom that the searing pain she felt wrenched her from her deep sleep.  She started to scream and a hand covered her mouth in an instant. 
“Olivia, it’s me!” Steve whispered into her ear, “Relax!”  He was almost all the way into her pussy, and although it felt a little looser than normal, it still felt amazing.  Even more so since it had been several days since he’d last snuck in her window.  She was a total zombie and didn’t move at all when he climbed into bed with her, nor did she move at all until he had his cock almost all the way inside.

“Mmff,” she barked into his hand.  His weight was completely holding her down and she felt like her limbs were completely non-responsive under his body.  Shaking her head free of his hand, Olivia struggled to speak without screaming, “Steve, get out of me, that hurts!” she said.  “You’re hurting me, please take it out,” she begged.

“What?  What did I do?  I wasn’t even fucking you hard at all,” he whispered back.  Her hot body was hard to resist and although he wasn’t pushing forward anymore, he certainly wasn’t pulling his hard cock out either.  It felt great just nestled in there and unless she had a screaming case of herpes or something equally scary, he wasn’t going to pull out for any reason.

“Steve I hurt myself tonight and you’re killing me down there.  Please take it out, please I’m begging you!”

“What did you do to yourself?” he asked keeping his body perfectly still and his penis still buried almost to the hilt.

“I fell on a dildo tonight and it pushed in really deep!  Please, you have to take it out!”

“You did what!” he laughed a little too loudly.  “How?”

“Shshhhh, not so loud!” she whispered in his ear.  “Please, I’ll do something else, anything just take it out!”

“Can I try your ass?” he asked as he granted her request and started to pull out of her velvety cunt.

“You can try, but it’s all kinda attached down there, that might hurt too.”  Olivia rolled over after Steve lifted off her body and rolled onto her side and pulled her legs up into the fetal position.  Steve snuggled up behind her and spooned her compact body.  His cock was hard and wet with her ever-sopping pussy juices.  Pressing it up against her asshole, he pushed and felt it slowly slide inside.  Olivia grunted at the intrusion and tensed up as he pushed deeper inside.

“Whoah, not so deep, that hurts too,” she said grabbing his hip and pushing back.  His intrusion stopped for the moment.  “I think I can take it back there, but just don’t go very deep ok?”

“Sure thing Liv,” Steve replied as he felt her ass muscles constrict around his cock.  What an amazing body, God she makes a guy feel good!

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Carl was having the dream, a great dream.  A beautiful hot blonde was sucking on his cock and she was doing a marvelous job.  “Oh yeah, just like that.  Uh huh, massage my balls too.  Yeah that’s amazing.”  The feelings went on for what he hoped were forever.  You know how dreams are though, bad dreams seem to go on forever, good dreams are always over before they even seem to be getting started.  He could feel his cum starting to blast from his ball sack and just like that, he was cumming.  Cumming? I never cum in my dreams?

Shaking his head to the side and trying to open his eyes, Carl knew something was really wrong.  He was still sitting in his easy chair and he was still in the living room.  He heard giggles and knew he didn’t just have a wet dream.  With bloodshot eyes he looked down and there was one of the girls with his cock in her hands.  Semen was dripping from her open mouth and draining onto his boxer shorts through which his cock was protruding.

“What are you doing?” he asked through his garbled morning voice.  Everything was still bleary and he wiped his eyes quickly as the girls giggled once more.  He wanted to reach down and smack her hands away, but they felt so nice wrapped around his cock still. 

“Didn’t you like that?” she asked in the sweetest little Hispanic accent he’d ever heard.  She was still only wearing the thong panties, and as she wiped the last of his semen from her lips with her forearm, she stood up and let go of his deflating penis.  He noticed how thin her hips were and how tiny the underwear was and made him wonder where the hell they got such sexy underwear in such a small size.

“Uh yeah, but you shouldn’t have done that,” he said trying to sit his fat body up.  “Ohhh,” he groaned as his hangover kicked in and belted him with an instant headache.  Falling back into the chair, Carl reached down and fumbled to tuck his cock back into his boxers, and got his load of cum smeared onto the palm of his hand.  “Fuck, if you’re going to suck a cock, at least have the decency to swallow it,” he grumbled as he wiped his hand on the side of his shorts.

“Sorry master, I’ll try harder next time.”

“What?  Hey, there isn’t going to be a next time.  You’re going home today, so don’t get comfortable.  And I’m not your master!” he barked and then instantly regretted it as his head began to throb even harder. 

“No!  I don’t want to go home!  I like it here better!” she cried.

“What the fuck?  You don’t even know me, how could you like it better here?” he asked looking down at her pretty face.  “Which one are you anyway, what’s your name?”

“Luisa, and any place has to be better than home.  Ummm, master?  Where is the nice girl from yesterday?  Did she give us to you?” she asked politely while looking at the shrinking tent in the front of his boxer shorts.

“Give you to me?  Are you serious?  You’re little girls, nobody can own you,” he corrected.

“Master Dutch sells girls all the time sir.  We thought it was our turn next.  So are you our new owner?” she asked looking hopeful.

“You’re serious aren’t you?” he asked, to which she nodded agreement.  “Why would you want to live here?  It’s a dump,” he said as his head pounded away.

“Sir, other than Master Dutch’s house, it’s the biggest house we’ve ever been in, and you seem nice,” Luisa offered, hoping to make him happy and agree to keep her.

“Look, I’ll get Olivia over here shortly and she can figure what to do with you.  Now if you don’t mind, I need to get something for my headache,” he said finally getting to his feet and towering over the small nearly-naked girl in front of him.

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It was a rough morning.  Olivia’s body hurt and today wasn’t a day she could just lounge around and recover.  It was Sunday and sitting through church was killing her.  The hard wooden pew felt like sitting on cactus spikes as her pussy throbbed.  She’d popped a few Tylenol already and it took the edge off.

Steve had stuck around until they heard her mom finally get up.  It wasn’t until her mom got in the shower that he snuck out the window and went home.  He’d fucked her ass three times and that just made matters down below that much worse.  She’d gritted her teeth and put up with it, made only possible by the numbing effects of the hydrocodone.  When it finally wore off, the pain returned full force, maybe even worse thanks to Steve’s cock pummeling her colon.

Even a hot bath had barely helped her sore body, and putting on a happy face for her mom had been a royal struggle.  And as she sat there listening to the priest droning on about sins and whatever else he was babbling about, she was thinking about Carl’s deluge of texts telling her to get her ass over to his house.  He didn’t elaborate but she suspected the girls were getting under his feet in the worst way.  I wonder if he fucked around with them last night?  I would have. 

Her thoughts went back to their skinny little bodies and all the things she planned for them, and most of the things weren’t even sexual in nature.  She’d given it serious thought about what guys liked about her best, and they all related back to her face and body.  The girls had cute faces so that wouldn’t be any problem, but what they lacked was physical development.  They were skinny little sticks with no muscles at all.  She was going to whip them into shape and put some meat on their bones.  Stacy didn’t have much in the womanly development department, but she had meat on her bones and the guys fucked her like crazy.  If these girls had some shape to them, she could do something with that, and that she felt would make them attractive to men.

It was hours later before Olivia had the first chance to make a break for it and get away from her mother and thankfully her body had started to respond to the pain killers she was popping.  Carl was probably right and that the only thing wrong with her was just some internal bruising.  He period seemed like it was coming to a quick end as her pad had barely anything in it.  Wow, that wasn’t so bad for my first period she thought as she threw some old clothes from the inside of her closet into her back pack.  They were destined for donation but she’d just never gotten around to cleaning them out of her closet.  There wasn’t much to choose from, but it was something they could wear other than the slut clothes she’d been provided with.

Carl’s house was a long bike ride for her, a half an hour easy.  It would probably make him mad coming over and possibly being seen by the neighbors, but he’d begged her to come over and leaving the girls alone was probably a bad idea.

Walking in through the side door by the breezeway between the house and the garage, Olivia came upon a scene she never would have expected to see.  Standing by the stove cooking something in his naked glory, was her pal Carl, and there was a small girl in front of him sucking on his knob.

“Hi Carl!  Hi….Maria is it?” she asked trying to figure out which girl it was that his big cock lodged in her small mouth.

“Hi Liv, look what you’ve done,” Carl said feigning disgust.  It was possibly the funniest thing she’d even seen, a naked fat man cooking with a hard on, and a ten year old girl on her knees in front of him.  Well maybe funny wasn’t the right way to describe it, but it put a huge smile on her face, and made her own issues with her sore crotch all but forgotten.

“What the hell is going on here?” she said in a genuinely surprised voice.  “What happened to your lectures last night about the girls having to go home and this was all wrong and all that BS you were throwing at me?”

“What can I say,” Carl grinned, “they grow on you!” 

“Yeah it looks like you’ve grown to about the fullest extent that you’ve been bestowed with,” she chuckled.

“Please get her off of me, they’ve been at me all day long like this trying to convince me to keep them.  I don’t think I could produce one more cum shot if my life depended on it,” he offered with a wincing expression on his face.

“Oh, poor baby, yeah, you look like you’re in distress!”

“Seriously, my cock is raw from all the sucking and rubbing they’ve been doing.  I’ve been waiting for you to get here to tell them that I’m not their new master, since they won’t take my word for it.”

“Maria, you can stop sucking Master Carl’s cock now,” he said to the small girl who seemed to be sucking for her very life, her small fist stroking his shaft like an expert.

“Master…, shit,” he huffed, “you’re not helping here you know.”

“Yeah, but it sure looks funny you know.  Come on Maria, let go of his cock, I have something for you girls.  Come on into the living room,” she said as she carried her back pack with her and walked past Carl cooking what looked like grilled cheese, and the slurping girl who was wiping the saliva from her tired mouth.

“Look,” Olivia said holding up a handful of t-shirts and a few soft cottony shorts.  “They should fit you girls,” she added as the two naked girls stepped up in front of her.

“They’re lovely Liv, that’s very nice of you.”  Carl was standing there off to the side, also still naked.

Olivia looked at the two girls and expected huge smiles of appreciation, instead she saw sadness, and almost…, tears.  “What?  What’s wrong girls?”

“Did we do something wrong?” Maria asked.  “We were trying our best,” Luisa piped in.

“I don’t get it, why are you girls upset?” 

“These aren’t pretty clothes, only the bad girls get clothes like these.  The pretty girls get the nice clothes.  What did we do wrong?”

“See Olivia, I told you they were messed up and that you should have stayed clear of this whole mess,” Carl suggested as he turned and went back into the kitchen.

“Girls, I’m sorry, I didn’t know that’s what you were told.  It’s not right.  There’s plenty of time to wear pretty clothes, but at other times, you can wear comfortable clothes like these.”  Olivia saw the expressions of the girls faces and her words weren’t registering, they both looked even more upset.  “Girls!  It’s okay, you don’t have to wear them if you don’t want to,” she exclaimed as her phone started buzzing in her pocket.

Maria and Luisa went back to the kitchen to bug Carl once more while Olivia reached into her pocket to retrieve her phone.  On her screen was a text from Julio: Where the fuck are the girls?  Call me right now!

Texting back Olivia typed: They’re safe, at a friend’s.  Had a problem at the motel, door broken, couldn’t leave them there.  Call you later.

Shoving her phone back in her pocket, she got up and went into the kitchen to see what was going on in there to see if the girls were after Carl again.  He was dishing out grilled cheese sandwiches onto plates each girl was holding.  Maria’s hand was on his cock again and despite his plea that he couldn’t possibly cum again, he seemed half hard again already.

“Go eat girls, Miss Olivia and I have business to take care of.”  Swatting Luisa on the butt, the two girls raced off past Olivia standing there in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room, with their lunch plates balanced carefully in their tiny hands.

“Business?” she asked as the bulky naked man sauntered over to her and grabbed her by the arm.  He had business in his eyes alright, bedroom business.

“Are you still sore from last night? Carl asked as he pulled her gently by the arm through the living room towards his bedroom.

“Better, not fully back to normal.   I could barely take it in the ass last night when my neighbor stopped by,” she said as she looked at his naked back leading as he marched her along.

“Neighbor huh?  Which one?” he questioned thinking back to his suggestion that she fuck her closest neighbors.

“The son, Steve.  He comes over in the middle of the night every couple of days and if I don’t kick him out right while I’m still awake, he’ll stay until morning, like today,” replied Olivia as she just stood there watching Carl slowly stroke his semi-erect cock.

“Come on, get undressed.  I didn’t think I’d have to tell you what to do in the bedroom,” he ordered while he ogled his…, as it turns out, pre-teen beauty.

Olivia wasn’t thrilled at the prospect of having sex, too just yet anyway.  She had healing to do and figured with Carl’s big cock, that the pain she felt last night would be just as strong today.  Regardless, she wasn’t going to argue, she was glad to be back around Carl, and hoped she could pick things back up with him where she’d left off.  She wasn’t crazy about the prospect of working with Julio, the man was un predictable and the guys he was associated with seemed pretty hard core.  If they were willing to employ little girls like Maria and Luisa, they were capable of anything.  Olivia undressed as casually as if she were in her own bedroom while Carl just stood there stroking his cock.

His normally ever-responsive tool was indeed overworked, and as much fun as the girls’ small mouths had been, he was in the mood to fuck his slut.  He hadn’t piled into her tight little pussy in over a week, and he didn’t just want her, he needed her.  She belonged to him, not that scumbag Julio, he could do with her as he pleased, and right now he wanted to fuck her and reinforce once again who’s slut she really was.

“Get up on the bed there my dear, it’s been way too long since I fucked that sweet little snatch of yours,” he commanded as he flailed away at his limp cock.  He was trying to avoid the look of desperation, but he was worried for the first time in a very longtime that he couldn’t get an erection.

“Something the matter Carl?  You need me to call the girls in here?” she said mockingly.  It was good natured fun, at least that was how it had been intended, but there are some things guys don’t think are funny.

“Why that’s a great idea!” he said emphatically.  “Hey girls, if you’re done eating, get in here!” he yelled out while staring daggers down at his blonde nymph.  He wasn’t really mad, but sometimes it was fun to pretend you were, at the right moments.  Plus, you don’t fuck with a man’s erection, or lack thereof.

Like two obedient little servants, Maria and Luisa hurried into Carl’s bedroom, still dressed in just remarkably small thong underwear.  “Yes sir?” Maria inquired.

“Maria, suck my cock until it’s hard.”  Carl looked down at Olivia and she was all smiles thinking she had just egged him into it.  “Luisa, get up there and lick Olivia’s twat.  She doesn’t look wet enough for my cock,” he demanded.

“Carl, no!  Luisa no, don’t!” she exclaimed as the small girl reacted without hesitation and jumped up onto the bed and tried pulling her knees apart.

“Olivia!” Carl yelled at her.  Maria was already on her knees trying to pull his floppy cock into her eager mouth when Carl leaned over and threw one knee up onto the bed.  Leaning over Luisa’s small body he grabbed onto Olivia’s tightly held knees and  pulled ferociously.  “Hey, it was your idea, live with it!  Now get those knees apart you little bitch!”

“Carl?  That’s…, I mean what did I…?” she stammered as she reacted to Carl’s sudden and angry explosion.  Her knees parted and she lay back as ordered.  Luisa was cowering between Olivia’s widespread legs and was uncertain what to do.  Poor Maria had a mouthful of soft cock and had her head pinned up against the edge of the bed.  Carl’s lunge had skewered the cock into the girl’s mouth and pushed her head against the bed before she could maneuver out of the way.

Carl wanted to burst out laughing, but kept it inside.  “Luisa, get licking.”  He could hear Maria coughing around his cock, the head must have been lodged somewhere near the back of her throat and as cruel as it might have seem to the girl, it actually felt pretty fucking good to his cock.  The twitches he was feeling meant only one thing, hard-on on the way!

Olivia was repulsed as Luisa started licking her slit.  She wasn’t anywhere near as talented as Maria, and since she’d been in her post-orgasmic glory yesterday when Maria had eaten her out, she was a little more receptive to the idea then.  This was completely different and not very enjoyable at all.  Luisa was tentative and didn’t have the knowledge or the desire to do the job right.  And Maria was coughing…, well choking was maybe more like it.  “Carl, is Maria alright?  It sounds like she’s choking,” she said trying to look down past Luisa’s small body which was sandwiched between hers and Carl’s big bulky body.

“She sure is, I got my cock rammed all the way to the back of her throat, and it feels amazing.  Her little tongue is making this crazy undulating motion against the underside of my fucking dick,” he cackled while looking down at Olivia’s pretty face.  She appeared to be distressed.  Between the girl licking away at her pussy and the gagging sound Maria was making, her head was twisting around trying to see what was going on.  “Man I wish you could do that with your tongue, it’s pretty fucking cool!”

“Carl, let her up!  I can hear her, she’s not even breathing I don’t think!” Olivia fumed.

Carl knew he was putting on a show for her, yeah Maria was probably under duress with his cock pushed deep into her mouth, but he wasn’t going to let any harm come to her.  Letting her gag a few seconds longer, and seeing real panic start to register on Olivia’s face, he pulled back and freed his cock from poor Maria’s mouth.  He let her pull her head away from the edge of the bed where he’d trapped her.  “Ok Luisa, that ought to be enough for now.  Out of the way dear and let me show you how a whore ought to be fucked.

Olivia looked on as Carl shooed the two girls out of the way.  She was seeing him in a whole new light and she wasn’t happy with what she was seeing.  He was being almost cruel to the two girls, treating them like dog shit. 

“Spread your legs cunt.  Show me that slutty pussy of yours,” he ordered as he climbed between her legs and grabbed her by the ankles.

“Carl!  What’s wrong with you?  Why are you talking to me that way?” she asked as he yanked her feet up over his shoulders.  He was fisting his cock and pointing it towards her pussy.

“Give me your hands,” he demanded as he pushed forward gracelessly and rammed his cock home into her still-recovering cunt. 

“Ouch!  Carl!  That hurts!  I told you to go easy.  I’m still sore from last night!  Ughhh…, Jeez, take it easy,” she grunted as she felt him shove hard into her body.

“Shut up cunt.  You want to be a whore?  You want these girls to become whores too?  Then you gotta show them what they have in store!” he growled as he punched his cock into Olivia’s sweet pussy over and over again.  Was he being rough?  Too rough?  Hell yeah he was, but there was a method to his madness.  “It’s not all wine and roses is it princess?  It’s not always a walk in the park.  Sometimes you get an asshole who is going to be mean and cruel.  He might hurt you, and not take “no” for an answer,” he added as he kept up his vigorous fucking.  He looked down to the floor and both girls were kneeling beside the bed waiting for orders.

Grabbing her hands, he pulled them down towards his knees and pulled them under his legs.  With her legs immobilized over his shoulders and her hands and arms effectively pinned too, she was completely helpless.  “Luisa, get up on the bed and let Olivia eat your pussy.”  Luisa looked at him and hesitated.  “Go on, get up there and sit on her face.  Put that little pussy of yours right over her mouth.”

“Carl!  No!  Please no!  Please don’t do this!” she protested in earnest.  She has helpless under his bulk and with his considerable strength advantage.  He was punching her sore pussy with his cock in a brutal fashion that he’d never shown before.  Not since that first night when he threatened to throw her out of his car and leave her in the ghetto, naked with that group of black guys looking in at her, had she seen this kind of cruelty coming from the man. 

Olivia watched in horror as Luisa climbed up onto the bed and stood up over top of her body.  Her skinny legs stepped lightly on either side of her body until her feet straddled her head.  “Luisa, no, don’t do this, it’s not right,” she pleaded as the young girl followed orders and sat down, right on her face.  The last thing she saw before she was engulfed in warm flesh, was Luisa’s smooth slit zooming in right before her eyes.

“That’s it Luisa, good girl, good girl.  You’re going to make such an obedient little whore.  Beautiful job baby,” he praised as he patted the girls naked shoulders.  She looked back at him and smiled her pretty smile.  “Is she licking your little cunt?”

“No sir,” she replied.  Her cute little bubble butt looked perfectly placed as Olivia’s chin could just be seen protruding from underneath.

“Get licking slut!  Put that mouth of your to good use and give this girl a treat,” he bellowed as he gave a really hard shove with his cock.  It was hard as steel and he was enjoying this position of power immensely. 

“Mmfffff,” Olivia grunted into the soft flesh covering her mouth.  Luisa’s hot little pussy was pressed so tightly onto her face that she wouldn’t have been able to eat the girl out even if she had chosen to do so.  Her interest in the girls’ bodies last night had been a drug induced curiosity.  The thrill of the moment had passed and since walking in the door, everything had seemed to change.  The sight of Maria kneeling on Carl’s kitchen floor with the man’s big cock shoved into her pretty mouth had brought everything home.  It might have been a game for her, but for these girls who had no choice, this was to be their future for as long as men had their hold on them.  Carl was right, she was in over her head and he was making the most of proving he was right.  With every powerful thrust of his cock into her bruised pussy, he made sure she realized how much pain these girls would have in store with each man they would be required to service if she didn’t do something about it.

“Start licking Olivia, now!  Luisa, not so much pressure on the girl’s face, you might suffocate her!” he said laughing over the situation he’d created.  The whole situation was disgusting to him, but she couldn’t know that.  He’d put on a good show knowing that Olivia was coming over, pretending that the girls had been sucking him off all day long.  It was ridiculous of course.  Even the few minutes he’d let her suck on his cock had been morally torturous.  He didn’t let on to the girls, after all, they’d awaken him with a blow job this morning that had him spurting gobs of cum into one of their mouths, Luisa he thought in hindsight.  Did it feel good?  Well…, yeah, but it wasn’t like he’d let them.  He was asleep for God sakes!  After that it was a long day trying to convince the girls he wasn’t their new master, and yes they’d tried to be as persuasive as they knew how.

It was true, he’d been fighting them off all day long with offer after offer to please him.  He finally relented when he suspected Olivia might show up.  The feel of having a child suck on his knob almost made him throw up, but it was a hot mouth that had experience around dicks.  She had him hard as a rock in no time and if Olivia hadn’t walked through the door any sooner, he would have been dumping a second load into their collective mouths.  Having to stick his cock back into Maria’s mouth again moments ago had been part of his plan, and although the sensations were no different than if it were a real woman sucking him off, he still had the vision of a child gnawing on his tool.  If everything worked out the way he wanted, he’d be saving three children from a future of turning tricks.

Olivia felt Luisa lift her body off of her face and she could suddenly breathe through her mouth again.  The smooth brown cunt was barely an inch off her face and the scent filled her nostrils.  Carl was barking at her to eat the girl and she didn’t want to, not in the least.  If it was Stacy, she would have had no problem licking her pussy, but Luisa was just a little girl, even if she was only two years younger than she was.  She chose to have this life, these girls hadn’t.  They were born into it, and they couldn’t just walk away like she could.  They had nobody fighting for them.  Well she would, even if Carl thought otherwise.  “No!” she yelled out.  “I won’t do it!  Luisa, get off of me!”

“What’s the matter Olivia?  Something on your mind?” Carl asked mockingly.  He was still pushing his cock deep into her love hole and was loving every inch of her velvety pussy as she swallowed him up whole.  She’d come a long way since that first time he’d shoved his cock into her, she’d screamed like bloody murder when he’d done it, now she could take cock like no other woman he’d ever fucked before.  It was a shame he couldn’t save her too.

“Carl, I won’t do it, I won’t be a part of this!  Please Luisa, get off of me!” she shouted into the tiny slit of a pussy just an inch from her face.  She couldn’t see anything other than the girl’s pelvis, and she couldn’t do a damn thing to remove herself from this situation.  Carl had her body pinned and she was stuck.  But she’d refused to lick the girl, even if she had felt a fleeting impulse to test the waters. 

“Alright,” Carl said as he touched Luisa’s shoulder.  The pretty girl turned around and nodded.  Climbing off the older girl, Carl saw a look of disappointment on her face.  Did she want to be licked, or was she disappointed that she was unable to fulfill her requirement?  It was sad either way.  “Girls, go wait in the living room, and please put on the clothes that Miss Olivia brought for you.  Finish eating if you weren’t done already.” 

Both girls paused for a moment thinking surely there was something wrong, after all they were having sex and cleaning up after sex was one of their primary jobs.  Luisa looked at Maria and they both looked upset.

“Go girls, you need to wait outside please.  Miss Olivia and I have business to discuss,” he said as he shooed them out of the room.  It wasn’t until they got up and actually left the room that he even acknowledged Olivia underneath him.

Lifting his knees up so she could free her hands, Carl looked down at the visibly upset twelve year old and said, “Did we learn anything sweetheart?”

“Yeah, I did,” she answered as Carl pulled her legs back down off his shoulders and slowly pulled his cock from her battered pussy.

“It’s wrong isn’t it?” he stated as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to her.

“So what was this, teach me a lesson time or something?” she asked as she sat up next to him and leaned her head up against his beefy shoulder.

“I think you needed that, to see what a man would put them through.”  Carl sat there with his erection starting to wane.  He wanted to get back to fucking his doll but now was not the time.

“What do we do now Carl?” she asked.  She was still curled up next to him and was looking down absently at the junction where his chubby thighs met his belly.  His cock was still standing upright but it was fading fast, just like her own desire for sex.  It was a rare thing for the Queen to lose interest in sex, but that’s what she was feeling.

“We need to get the police involved, somehow.  I can’t see any way to help these girls without them.  The question is how do we do it without me going to jail and your whole world getting turned upside down?” he stated as he threw his arm around the girl and hugged her close.  Her hair smelled fresh and flowery as he turned his head towards her and rested his cheek on the top of her head.

“You mean my mom right?  How do we help the girls without my mom finding out about everything I’ve been up to?  That’s what you’re saying?” she asked while she saw everything she’d worked for teetering on the edge of a proverbial cliff.

“Yep, police ask questions, and when they discover, and they will, that you’re a minor, calling your mom will be the first thing they do.  And once they link you to me, I’ll be fucked too.  So we’re back to the original question, how do we save these girls, and the other girls this Dutch guy has under his thumb?”

“Can’t we just call the police and tip them off?” she asked while staring at Carl’s cock as it shriveled up and pretty much disappeared under his rolls of fat.  Her hand was resting on his thigh and the heat felt warm and secure.  It was good to be back with him, even if the circumstances were really fucked up.

“How does that ensure the girls are rescued?  What if the police don’t execute a thorough search and they girls aren’t discovered?  They probably won’t go back unless they get concrete info?  What if they don’t search at all?”

“Then we get them evidence they can’t ignore,” Olivia offered confidently.  “And I’m just the girl to do it.  Dutch already offered to have me work at the bar once or twice a week in between working on the girls.  I could check things out and get all the info they’d need.  Plus Maria and Luisa could tell me all they know about where the girls stay and where the police could look!”

“Yeah, that sounds all well and good, but for you to go there, that means you’ll have to work there, doing what you do,” he said apprehensively.  His whole image of what he should let her do was now in question.  She was twelve, not even a teenager!  He’d marked her body permanently with tattoos, made her have sex with hundreds of guys, and put her in serious physical and emotional danger.  The risk she’d be exposed to with her suggestion was gnawing at him in a way that wouldn’t have bothered him one ounce only a few short days ago.

“No big deal, those guys all seemed to be pretty harmless and most of them weren’t packing much down below if you know what I mean,” she said with new vigor in her voice.  “What if I used my phone to record what I saw, get real evidence?  I could record audio and video.  Could the cops use that as evidence?”

“Sure, but how would you give it to them without getting directly involved?”

“I don’t know.  Couldn’t you funnel info about what goes on there without mentioning me or the girls, and just try and get the cops interested in trying to stop the prostitution or maybe rescue those women who Dutch said he bought from Central America?  Wouldn’t that interest the cops enough to bust them?”

“I could try.  I could put feelers out with some of the cops I know and see what their reaction is.”

“Good then that’s our plan, for now,” she stated conclusively.  Her pocket was buzzing again, she could hear the sound coming from the foot of the bed where she’d left her clothes.  Getting up, Olivia went to retrieve her phone and find out what the emergency was.

“That leaves one major issue,” Carl added, “What the hell are we supposed to do with the girls?”

“Can they stay here for now?  Until Julio can figure out where to put them?” she asked as she picked up his phone and saw it was Julio calling again.  That made like ten phone calls in six or seven hours.  “Jeez he’s persistent.”  Punching the voice mail button, she listened to his message, he was sounding pretty angry and wanted to know exactly where the girls were.  “Carl, I’m going to have to call him.  Julio sounds pretty panicked about where the girls are.”

“Yeah, call him, but one last thing that you may not have thought about.  We’re going to have to move pretty quickly on this, you know why?” he questioned as he sat there on the edge of his bed, still completely naked watching maybe the sexiest girl he’d ever laid his eyes on with her phone held to her ear.  Even knowing she was twelve, she was still breathtakingly beautiful and outrageously desirable.

“Why?”

“Because if this Dutch guy wants to check on the status of the girl’s “training” he might actually inspect the girls, or even worse, he might want to test them and see if he can fuck them?  What then?  He’ll know you didn’t actually do what you agreed to do.  That’s why we need to do this right away.”

“Yeah, I guess we do.  Let me see if I can get into that bar right away and then we can get this all rolling,” she replied as she waited for Julio to pick up his phone.  On the fourth ring he answered.

“Hi Julio, it’s Olivia, I just got your messages, what’s up?”

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?” he screamed into the phone.

“Julio, settle down.  I’m at a friend’s house, the girls are here and they’re safe,” she replied as she looked to Carl for emotional support from Julio’s tirade.

“I saw the room at the Red Roof where I last left you and the girls, and the place is empty, the door is in fucking splinters.  What the fuck happened and where are the girls?”

“Julio, like I said already, I have them at a friend’s house and they are safe and sound.  I can keep them here for another day or so, but you need to get me another room.”

“What the fuck happened to the door?”

“I think somebody tried to break in,” she answered lying on the spot.  “We went down the street to the McDonalds and when we got back the door was busted in.  Nothing seemed missing but obviously we couldn’t stay there so I called a friend and he came and got us, we’re at his house right now.”

“What friend, where are you?”

“I can’t tell you, but it’s somebody who will keep our deal a total secret.  Now when can you get us a new room?” she asked knowing that Julio wouldn’t stop until he knew exactly where the girls were.  Keeping them here was a bad idea she realized as Julio persisted in demanding where she was.  “Look Julio, get us a room tonight and I can bring the girls over.  I just thought it would be safer at my friend’s house for them.  He can watch them overnight when I have to be at home.  I didn’t want the girls to be scared and all alone and without their moms.”

“Don’t worry about that, their moms could give a shit about them anyway.”

Julio sounded much more at ease as the conversation rolled on.  He agreed to get her a new room first thing in the morning and when she requested he let her work at the cantina tomorrow night, he agreed to talk to Dutch about it.  “Thanks Julio, I’ll call you tomorrow afternoon once my mom goes to work, we can move the girls then and then maybe you can get me some work at the cantina?”

“Sure, we’ll get you set back up and then you can show me what you’ve accomplished so far with the girls.”

“Uhh…, sure, we can do that.  Talk with you tomorrow.  Bye”

Olivia looked up at Carl, they were both still naked and she was suddenly hearing his words coming back to her.  “Carl, Julio said he wants to see the progress on the girls.  You’re right, again.  What should I do?”

“Besides moving quickly on this, tell him the girls need a few days to recover from last night.  He should believe it, and unless he’s a total animal, I doubt he’s going to check.”

“What now?” Olivia asked as she looked down at her clothes.  She was pretty comfortable being naked, but if she wasn’t having sex, what was the point?  And the girls…, she didn’t want to be naked around them…, now.

Getting dressed, both Carl and Olivia exited the bedroom and found both girls sitting on the couch side by side wearing the clothes they’d been given.  They looked adorable sitting there in normal girl clothes.  Innocent even as they waited for what would happen next.  Next amounted to hanging out, watching television and snacking on all the yummy junk food Carl had stocked in his kitchen.  The girls eventually loosened up a little as they began to develop comfort and trust.

The last thing Olivia did before she left to ride home, was tuck the girls into the spare bed and kiss them goodnight.  Carl was in the living room watching a movie when she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek and say goodbye.  “See ya tomorrow Carl.  Call me if you need me for anything, or if the girls need anything.”

“See ya kid.  Don’t worry about anything, I’m pretty good with kids and these two ought to sleep like babies the whole night through.  They’ve had a pretty busy day so far.  See ya tomorrow.  Lock the door before you pull it closed,” he shouted as he heard her open the door, then slowly close it.

He was alone now, the girls were probably asleep, and he had a few hours ahead of him to relax.  Lighting up his one-hitter, Carl puffed back the acrid weed and let the smoke sill his lungs.  Coughing it up, he repeated the act and let the weed take effect.  A few beers later and the stress from harboring two helpless children slowly receded into oblivion and a happy cloud descended over him.

At some point he dawdled off to bed, stripping his blue jeans and t-shirt off and crawling under the covers of his bed for a good night’s sleep.

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The bike seat wasn’t entirely comfortable during the thirty minute ride home.  Her insides were still sore from the previous night, and after Carl’s brutal but attitude-changing pounding, she was sore all over again.  She wished she had some of those pills Carl had given her left, but even without, she had the next best thing tucked away under her dresser drawer, the bag of drugs Dutch had supplied her.

Her arrival at home was as uneventful as ever.  Nobody appeared to see her come home and her mom was still at work.  Everything was going like clockwork. 

Getting ready for bed, Olivia decided to pull out the bag and take one of the pills that she’d used the night before to knock the girls out with.  It would help her sleep through the night without the discomfort she’d been feeling all day long.  Grabbing the bag, Olivia dug her hand inside and pulled out one of the pills.  It looked different.  Looking inside she realized this was the bag of birth control pills Julio had given her.  Hmmm, my period seems to have stopped, might as well start taking them now before I forget. 

Going to the kitchen, Olivia grabbed a glass of water and swallowed both the birth control pill and the tranquilizer pill.  Climbing into bed, Olivia waited for the pills to start working and thought about her plans to save the kids, and anyone else that Dutch and Julio were holding against their will.

The sound of her door opening and closing was the last thing she heard before sleep overtook her and she was gone for the night.

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Carl was dreaming again, he had to be.  He could feel warm bodies up against his naked skin and he was feeling his hard-on pressed up against the sheets.  He was having sex, really good sex, he could feel it, he could taste it, it was exactly what he needed since he and Olivia had quit in mid-fuck. 

The pot and the booze had him in a serious chemical fog and nothing going on around him made any sense other than the euphoric feeling that enveloped him entirely.  His cock was being massaged expertly and it felt amazing.  The darkness was all around him and his mind was floating like he was on a heavenly cloud.  He sensed love and affection and felt like he was wrapped in warmth all over.  He knew it was a dream, it could only be a dream.  And in it, he could taste her, Olivia, it had to be.  Her pussy tasted fresh and light, smelled clean with just a hint of that indescribable scent only a woman has.  Her smooth vulva pressed lightly against his lips and he knew what that enveloping warmth was, she was straddling his face.  Thrusting his tongue out, he tasted her and immediately felt the push against his mouth.  She liked his technique, loved it actually.  He licked and felt her hairless labia as he licked upwards.  She had no hair, he’d seen to that with the laser hair removal treatment.  He loved her bald cunt and licked like mad, slurping up her secretions as he reached up to grasp her tiny ass.  Her taught flesh felt good in his hands.

The massaging of his cock seemed to shift and the enveloping warmth pressed down on the tip of his head.  She was fisting him with a grip that threatened to squeeze all the blood out of his cock.  It hurt but with her pussy on his face, he couldn’t do a damn thing to stop her.  The tightness enveloped him completely and her vice-grip like hold on his fat tool became almost too much to take.  It was like a python constricting his cock and as the intense tightness slowly worked its way down his shaft, he felt the whole euphoric dream approach its crescendo.  His ball sack tightened and he felt the flood of cum blast out of his cock and then the amazing flood of happiness engulfed him. 

“Ok, you can get off me now Olivia,” he whispered as he pulled his face away from her pussy and fought to roll over and drift back to sleep.  The warmth of her body seemed to engulf him from all sides like he was floating in a pool of warm water.  Satiated and impossibly happy, Carl felt slumber return again.

More dreams, and more sex.  Carl felt the warmth flooding his genitals and reached down.  His fingers found warm flesh and he stroked his way along trying to figure out in the dark what he was feeling.  They found a junction and he knew right away it was the parted legs of his dear sweet Olivia.  Rubbing his fingers along her smooth slit, he searched for the opening to her glorious cunt.  It was ever so slightly moist and oh so warm…  It was intoxicating the loveliness of this creature as he ran his meaty finger through her crease.  Searching out he found the entrance and pushed.  In his mind he could hear a low moan and knew she liked what he’d found.  Pushing inside he found her incredibly tight as he sunk his middle finger in to the second knuckle.    “Mmmmm, so sweet, so tight.  I love your pussy baby,” he whispered through his deliriousness of his dream.

Finger fucking her tender pussy for several minutes until she was good and wet, he paused and whispered again, “Get on me and fuck me with that sweet pussy again baby.”  She was moving and getting on top of him.  She felt impossibly light as she straddled his body.  The beauty of dreams is that the physics never needs to seem real.  She was light as a feather and her pussy as it pressed down onto the sensitive underside of his cock was hot and ready.  He felt hands grabbing onto his shaft and the head of his cock press against the warmth.  “That’s right baby, put it inside,” he whispered as the sexy body of his precious Olivia draped her body over his, her long hair falling around his shoulders and her warm breath puffing into his face.  Everything about the girl was intoxicating.

The crown of his penis pressed into the hotness of her clenched pussy as she pushed back against him.  It was so tight and so wonderfully enticing as her sweet pussy ever so slowly ate his cock up.  She was grunting in his ear as she pushed slowly back against him.  It felt like he was barely inside her as she labored to get him further inside.  “Here let me help baby,” he whispered as he reached down and grabbed onto her slim hips and pushed.  He felt his cock sink inside a little more and the grunting in his ear increased.  “Oh yeah, my big cock is opening you up nice.”  Pushing further he heard her grunt into his ear in her cute little girl way as his cock slowly went deeper.  She felt impossibly tight around his cock.  That’s not right his brain suggested, I’ve fucked her a hundred times and she can take me no problem. 

His brain flashed back to the first night in the hotel when he’d first met her and basically raped her for a free ride home.  She’d been impossibly tight that night and this must be an old memory he was drawing up.  The tightness and the amazingly erotic dream he was having seemed exceptionally real, but his raging desire to plant his cock into this warm and tight pussy was overriding his ability to distinguish a dream from this pseudo-reality.  Pushing harder he felt his cock slide even further inside and Olivia cried out into his ear.  “Oh yeah, it hurts don’t it baby, my big cock splitting you open like that.  Take this,” he cried out and pushed with all his strength as his cock seated as far as it would go into the tight channel. 

His hands were gripping the slim hips with enough strength to make him realize too late that he wasn’t dreaming.  Opening his eyes in the blackness of his room, Carl looked into the pained eyes of Luisa lying on top of him.  She was grimacing fiercely as she lay with his big cock lodged painfully into her tiny pussy.  “Luisa!  What are you doing?” he called out in his groggy post-slumber haze.  He moved to extract the small girl from his body, but she wouldn’t budge.  “Luisa, get off me honey, I’m hurting you.”

“No, Master Carl.  Don’t make me.  Stop, please,” she pleaded.  Maria was next to her trying to pin his arms down and prevent him from removing the sexual barnacle attached to his body. 

“Master Carl, please let us,” Maria added from her place over top of Luisa’s prone form.

“What are you girls doing in here?  What have you done?” he asked, his emotions getting the better of him as he realized his cock was firmly seated inside the body of a ten year old.  No wonder she’d felt impossibly tight and no wonder she’d cried out when he’d pushed hard into her.  Everything fell together instantly, the light weight of her body, the slim hips, it wasn’t just the delusions of a dream, they’d attacked him in his stoned and drunken state and taken advantage of him.

“We want you to keep us and we’re doing what girls are supposed to do to make their masters happy,” Maria said in her soft-spoken manner.  She was peering down at him over Luisa’s shoulder and pleading with her eyes, to understand. 

Luisa had remained pretty silent since her plea to not remove her from his body.  Her cunt was on fire as his large cock stretched her little pussy to the point that she thought she would be ripped in two.  It was worth it if she could convince him to let them stay.  Even this severe pain was better than what they endured on a near daily basis at “home”.

“Luisa, I must be killing you, please get off me.  I don’t want to get rough, but you have to get off me now or else I’ll physically remove you from me.”  His cock felt like it was constricted in a vice, a very warm and welcoming vice, but a vice nonetheless.  She was of course a very pretty young girl, but that’s all she was, a girl.

“Please Master, let me make you happy.  I can do this, it doesn’t hurt, really it doesn’t,” she begged.  It was a lie, but a lie worth telling if it meant saving their lives.  His hands were still on her hips, and they hadn’t made any attempts to remove her since he first woke up.  If she could just get him to do what it was the guys did to the women at what they knew as their home, she could convince him to keep the two of them.  It had to be better than where the other girls had been taken to.

When the other girls, daughters of the women, reached about their age, the just suddenly disappeared.  Rumors were that they were sold to rich men and made to do unspeakable things with them.  Some of the women disappeared too.  They heard the talk, master Dutch would just make some of them disappear and they were never heard from again.  The ones that came back…, well that was a horror neither of them wanted to see again.  The beatings were horrific, and it came at the hands of the bouncers that kept watch over the place.  They got the girls for free, and they were mean, really mean.

Carl was beside himself, the two girls were begging him for their freedom, and the cost to him was his sexual subjugation.  In an otherwise surreal situation, it seemed ludicrous to allow this to happen.  He could feel the crushing tightness of her tiny pussy on his cock and although he should be wilting like a flower in the hot sun, he couldn’t lose his erection.  He was hard as a post and his libido was begging him to take his hands which were still holding onto her slim hips and start tossing her up and down on his cock like a rag doll.  No, you can’t, she’s just a child.  Luisa hadn’t moved, and she had no idea herself what to do he realized.  She was staring down into his eyes and hiding the fact that she was in pain.

“Please…,” she whispered, “Do this to me.”

“Oh God,” he croaked as his cock lurched on its own.  His hips spontaneously surged forward too and he felt what little of his cock that had slipped from her hole, push back inside.  She let out the sexiest little “oofff” he’d ever heard as he bottomed out in her shallow pussy and then that was it, he couldn’t stop himself.

Ever so gently he began moving his hips in time with his hands moving her trim body and reciprocating his cock a fraction of an inch at a time in and out of her body.  It was indescribable the feeling of having such a tight and warm sleeve sucking at his rod.  “Ohh my, I’m not going to last very long my dear.  You’re so tight I can’t even tell you,” he moaned.

“Does it feel good,” Maria asked with natural curiosity from next to them on the bed.

“Like nothing I’ve ever felt before,” he replied.  He was still only moving maybe an inch or two inside of her, but it was giving him an intense feeling like nothing he’d ever experienced before.  Her little grunts every time he pushed back inside were like mind candy.  The intense sensations coming from his cock were combining with her soft little mews into his ear and making him horny as hell.  It was all wrong, little girls shouldn’t make me feel like this his mind screamed.  But he couldn’t deny it as he laid there in the dark, his mind racing with denial that he was actually fucking a child.  His body said it was alright, his brain saying the opposite.  Fortunately the clash between his nervous system and his brain was short lived as his body responded they way it was supposed to when was coupled with the female anatomy.

His cock started spurting while his mind was still playing games and he dumped his first cum into Luisa’s small body.  “Oh God, I’m going to hell,” he stated unapologetically. 

“What Master Carl?” Luisa questioned from above him.  “Did I do something wrong?” she said on the verge of tears thinking she’d done something wrong.

“No sweetheart, you did everything right.  It was me that did something wrong.  I shouldn’t have done that to you.  I took advantage of you and I shouldn’t have, I’m sorry,” he said as he felt the shame of what he’d done suddenly come to a head.  The tightness of her super tight cunt suddenly squeezed his cock out of her and with it came a flood of his own semen.  He’d sullied her tiny little pussy with his seed and he couldn’t undo that, ever.

“But I don’t understand, you liked it while we were doing it before,” Maria interjected.  “And you liked it when we made you squirt your stuff this morning.  What is wrong with that?  I thought guys were happy when they squirted?”

“What?  Hold on, go back a second.  Go back to what you said first.  What did you mean when you said I liked it when we did it before?” Carl asked as he rolled over and let Luisa roll onto the bed next to him.

Maria just looked at him like he was crazy.  “Before, when we came in here before.  I put your thingy in my butt and you squirted in me.  Didn’t you like it?”

“You did what?  You had sex with me once before already tonight?” he asked incredulously.

“Uh-huh,” she nodded.  “You seemed to really like it,” said innocently.

“You put my…, penis, in your butt and had sex with me in my sleep?”

“You were asleep?  You seemed pretty awake to us.  I put your thingy in my butt and Luisa sat on your face and you licked her peepee.  I think she liked it,” Maria snickered as she looked over at her friend who was obviously still in pain, but was doing a great job of hiding it.

“Holy shit, I thought that was a dream.  You guys were in her before and did this to me?” he asked as he started to get angry. 

“Yes Master, we thought you liked it, so we tried it again.  You made your squirty stuff again so we thought we were making you really happy.”

“Look girls, you can’t do this anymore,”  he said haltingly, to which both girls looked first at him, then at each other.  It was still fairly dark in his room, but he was sure he could see their expressions drop at once.

“But don’t we make you happy?  Didn’t you like it?” Luisa asked sheepishly. 

They both looked like they could cry at any second.  What a fucked up world you girls come from that they think they need to do this to win a man’s appreciation, he thought to himself.  “Girls, I’m going to go slow here, I want you to understand me completely so if you’re confused at all, please stop me and I’ll explain in greater detail.  Making a man happy through sex…, which is what this is, is fine between consenting adults.”  He paused and choked down his guilt as he thought about what he’d done to Olivia for the past month and realizing she was only two years older than these two nymphs.  Gathering his thoughts, he continued, “What you girls have done to me was without my permission.  Did it feel good?  Yes.  Was it wrong?  Yes, I should haven’t let it happen.  You’re two lovely little girls, but you need to grow up without all this sex and stuff being a part of your lives.  I’m trying to help you and your moms and if we succeed…”  Carl stopped in his tracks, if he divulged the plan, it might blow up if Julio or this Dutch have an opportunity to questions them before they get the police to act.  “Look all you need to know is that I’m not here to take advantage of you and I ask you to do the same.”

“I don’t understand,” Luisa answered.  “Didn’t you want to do that with me?” she asked as she sat up and looked down at her reddened pussy.  There was still semen dripping from her crack, something she’d seen happen many times to the women from the brothel, usually Manuela, and she was mean to her.

“Oh, sorry about that,” Carl offered as he noticed his cum running slowly along her puffy crack.  Her pussy looked so small, how in the hell did she manage to get my cock in there?  Better yet, how did Maria get my cock in her ass without waking me up?  “Uhhh, Maria, are you sure you had sex with me, I mean in your butt?” he asked after tearing his gaze away from Luisa cunt.

“Yeah Master, I did,” she answered nodding.  She was sitting cross legged facing him and looked to be quite comfortable being naked in front of him.

“Didn’t it hurt?  I mean I didn’t even wake up for it?” he asked suspiciously.

“A little, but nothing like we’re used to.”

“Used to?” he questioned, his interest and his revulsion growing by the second. 

“Yeah, we’ve done that a bunch of times already,” Luisa added as she sat there with her legs still wide open.

“With who?” he inquired with sudden interest.  Somebody is already ass-fucking this girl?

“I’m not supposed to talk about it,” Maria replied and cast her eyes downwards suddenly wondering if the guards could find out about her talking like this.  They always said they’d know if she talked, and that she’d pay a big price for it.

“You can tell me, I’d really like to know.”

“Pedro, he’s one of the bouncers.  He said we aren’t allowed to tell anyone, but if you’re going to help us, I guess we can tell you,” she said as she looked towards Luisa for her approval.

“Tell me,” Carl urged.

“The bouncers move us from where the women work, and where we have to clean them up, back to our rooms under the floor when our work is done.  Pedro usually likes to do it because he likes to take us into one of the rooms and lock the door, and then do stuff to us,” she said softly.  It was obviously a painful topic to bring up, but Maria continued.  “Pedro first started with us when we were about eight I think?”  Luisa nodded.  “He would get drunk and do stuff, and said we weren’t to tell anyone or he’d hurt us real bad.  He’d put stuff in our butts and it hurt a lot.”

“Hold on,” he said trying to take it all in.  “Rooms under the floor?  Put stuff in your butts?  One step at a time girls.  Stuff like what” Carl asked tentatively, afraid to hear the actual answer for fear that it might make him more angry than he was already feeling at what these young girls had already been exposed to.

“His fingers at first, then bigger stuff, like this stick he carries-”

“And bottles too-“ Luisa interjected.

“Yeah, beer bottles, that hurt when he first did it,” Maria offered plainly.  “We got used to it eventually, but it always hurt when he put his thingy in us.  He was really rough and wasn’t very nice to us.”

“And nobody at your…, home, knows about this?” he questioned with genuine concern in his voice.  Hearing that they’d been getting anally raped for years was making his blood boil.  He was definitely going to do everything he could to tear down this operation Olivia stumbled into.

“Well, some might, but nobody will talk about it.  Everyone is scared of Pedro,” Luisa answered.  She had a puddle of cum under her butt and the throbbing in her pussy was still going strong.  It hurt almost as much as the first time Pedro had raped her ass when she was eight.

“Does this Dutch guy know Pedro is fucking you girls?”  They both shrugged their shoulders at him.  “What about the other stuff you girls know, like how to suck on a guys…, uh…, penis?” he asked apprehensively. 

“We were just taught, by the women there.  We were told we had to learn,” Maria stated.  “Yeah, had to,” Luisa agreed.

“Ok, enough questions, it’s only five in the morning.  We all need to get some more sleep,” Carl said as he laid back down and grabbed for the covers.

“Master Carl?  Can we sleep with you?  Please?” Luisa asked with her big doe eyes pleading with him.

“Promise you aren’t going to try anything on me in my sleep again?” he demanded playfully, casting glances back and forth at the two of them.

“No sir,” they both chimed in.

“I really shouldn’t allow this,” he said.  No good will come from it, he thought.  “But I guess we can allow it just this once.”

“Yeah!” they both yipped.  Luisa jumped over Carl’s bulk and settled in on his left while Maria snuggled up to him on his right.

Great, I have two little naked bed bugs I here with me, and they’ve both already fucked me tonight!  Carl, what the fuck are you doing he asked himself as he closed his eyes thought about sleep coming back to him. 

Their little faces were just inches away from his and they each had an arm around his chest as they closed their eyes and settled in for sleep.  It didn’t take long for either of them to fall asleep, which was somewhat surprising.  Maria even rolled onto her side and flipped a leg up onto his leg, her knee coming painfully close to resting on his nut sack.  Another stupid idea you had Carl he thought as he wondered how in the hell he was going to fall back asleep.  They were all naked and with every second as he lay there, he half expected their restless sleep movements to bring one of their hands, or something, into contact with one part of his body or another. 

It was awkward, laying there on his back with their naked flesh pressed up against him, he had nowhere to put his arms, and sleeping with them by his sides was uncomfortable enough as it was.

At some time or another he rolled over onto his side to get comfortable, and found his cock and balls pressed up against Luisa’s tummy.  She was warm and soft, and despite his repulsion at the treatment they’d been subjected to, and with how disgusted he was with himself, the heat coming from her body was enough to stimulate his organ and start to give him an erection.

This is fucking nuts he finally admitted.  He had one in behind him pressing her naked puffy-nippled chest into his back and one turned toward his front with her tummy pressed up against his growing dick.  How the hell am I supposed to sleep like this?  Even without the boner!

Climbing out of bed and leaving the girls by themselves, he pulled the covers back up and wandered out through the living room, to the spare bedroom at the other end of the hall.  He could see the covers pulled back and climbed into the bed.  “What the fuck is that?” he growled as he felt something hard press into his back.  Grabbing it out from under his torso, Carl felt something firm, yet soft in his hand.  He knew the shape and the feel, it was a fucking dildo in the bed.  Feeling around, he found three or four more of them.  “Little scamps, they were in here trying out dildos on themselves, and just waiting to try the same thing using me as a substitute!  Christ almighty, Carl when you fuck up, you fuck up good,” me mumbled as he cleared the bed and rolled over and went to sleep.

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Olivia knew she couldn’t fool Stacy for long.  She was her best friend and she knew something was up.  “Yeah I know I should have told you sooner Stace,” she said into her phone, “But you just would have worried.”

“Well yeah, that’s what friends do.  I can’t believe that as soon as you get out from under Carl, you jump at the next available pimp, only this one deals drugs and hangs out with human traffickers!”

“How do you even know that term?” Olivia asked from her bed.  The door was closed, her mom was fussing around doing what moms do when their teenage, sorry “almost”, teenage daughters are locked away in their rooms.

“Duh…, I watch tv too you know?  So how do you do it Liv?  How do you manage to get in so much trouble?”

“I guess I just have a knack for it,” she said as she sat there, twirling one of her long strands of blonde hair.  She was dressed in her pink Victoria Secret shorts and a light blue scoop neck t-shirt.  She’d been too lazy to put a bra on just yet and as she looked down, she could just make out her nipple rings poking through the cotton.  She unconsciously grabbed onto her right boob and gave it a squeeze.  It had been weeks since she’d done her squeeze test, and today they felt…, just the same as always.

“So how are you going to lead the cops to this place?  Do you even know where it is?” Stacy asked.

“Uh, I figured I could just remember the streets or something.  You know, get an address off the building or something.”

“You can barely find your way over to my house goofball!”

“Well what do you suggest?  You come along and get the address for me?”

“You are so blonde sometimes, use your phone!  Click on the map app and find out where the place is.  Or better yet, install that “find your iphone” app I heard about and I can track you from my house.  It’s like a little tracking device and it tells you exactly where your phone is.”

“That’s brilliant Stace!  How does it work?”

“Hell if I know.  Check it out before you do something stupid though, ok?”

“Sure, no problem.”

“So what’s your new plan now that you’re set up with this other guy?”

“It’s almost better if you don’t know Stace, but since I can’t keep a secret from you, I guess the short story is Carl is going to let some of his cop buddies know about this place and feed them as much as the info as I can collect, without getting him in trouble.”

“And how are you going to do that?”

“Uhhh…, I don’t know yet.”

“Brilliant Liv, really brilliant.”

Olivia loved her friend’s sarcasm, and now that she wasn’t fucking for Carl, she seemed to have all her previous spunk back in spades.  “But that’s not even the hardest part.  The trick is to get the bad guys caught and all the women and kids rescued before they can find a way to scurry them away.”

“Yeah, you’re right, it’s probably better if I don’t know! Ha ha…  So anyways, back to the important stuff, what are you going to do if they want you to…, you know…, “work” for them in the mean time?”

“That’s no big deal, I can handle that.  They seem to prefer the guys wear…,condoms,” she whispered into the phone, “Plus Julio set me up with enough birth control to keep me going for a few months, so I’m good there too.”

“As long as you’re protected, that’s all that matters.”

“I will be, I took my first of the new birth control pills today.”

“Cool, so what do you want to do today?”

“You want to hang out here until I have to go and meet Julio?”

“Yeah sure, but what are you meeting him for?”

“He’s getting me a new room since Carl bashed the door of my room to shreds two nights ago coming to save me.”

“Save you?  That I gotta hear about,” Stacy replied into the phone.

“You will, get your ass over here and I’ll fill you in on everything.”

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“No shit!  You impaled yourself on one that big!” Stacey exclaimed from the shallow end of the Olivia’s pool.

“Stace! Shushhhhh, not so loud, my mom will hear you!” Olivia barked quietly from her spot on the edge of the pool.

Stacy dipped back under the water and stood back up, smoothing her medium length auburn hair back.  She radiated sexiness and wasn’t even aware of it.  Olivia was going to miss her romps with guys with Stacy by her side, but she could live with that, having her as a best friend was far more important and thankfully, Stacy didn’t seem to be harboring any resentment over being dragged into her world of sexual debauchery. 

Stacy smiled when she realized her best friend was just staring at her.  “What is it?” she asked smiling.

“Nothing, you’re just so pretty and well…, I guess it’s no wonder the guys loved you so much,” Olivia admitted guiltily. 

“Liv, that’s behind me now, and I don’t plan on going back,” she said with a grin.  “But you, you big slut, I can’t believe you sat on a dildo that big!  Was it really as big around as a pop can?”

“At least that big,” she whispered back.  “I’m still a little sore, and that was two days ago!”

“So are those girls still at Carl’s right now?” Stacy asked as she traced her fingers around in the warm water.

“Yeah, he texted me this morning and said we need to move this thing along, the girls are hounding him round the clock.”

“Hounding him?  For what?” Stacy asked with a quizzical look.

“They’re like little hookers in training Stace.  Every chance they get they’re trying to get Carl’s attention.  It’s like they’re brain washed or something.  They’re convinced that if they make him happy…sexually, he’ll keep them and rescue them away from that shit hole they live in.”

“They’re chasing him?  Not the other way around?”

“So he says.   He said they kept crawling into bed with him last night.  He switched beds twice and they kept following him.”

“Wait, has he had sex with them?”

“I don’t know, I’ll find out later.” 

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“Welcome to your new room,” Julio  announced as he opened up the door and let Olivia into the room adjacent to his at the Red Roof.  “Willy’s pissed at you on account of the door that got busted up, but I think he’ll get over it if you’re nice to him,” he chuckled as she walked into the room right behind him.

“You want me to have sex with Willy?  Right now?” Olivia asked.  She’d ridden over to the motel and met Julio out front just like he asked.  What he had in store for her was always the great unknown.

“Nope, right now you and I are going to get the girls, and then we’re going to see what kind of progress you’re making with them.  If it’s good, we’ll be going to pay Dutch a visit so he can…, check them out too.  Come on lock up your shit and let’s go,” he said as he handed her the key card to the room and opened the door back up.

Climbing into Julio’s car, Olivia wondered if this was going to be the night that they start to spring the trap on these scummers.

“Hey, it’s me.  We’re on our way over to get the girls,” she spoke into her phone.  “Yeah, pack up their stuff and get them ready to go.  Ok.  See you in a few,” she said as she hung up the call.

“Let me guess, you have them at the fat man’s place?” Julio asked.

“Yeah,” was all she said in reply.

Carl was silent and didn’t even come outside, nor was Julio welcome to come inside to get the girls stuff.  Olivia did all the leg work, carrying the bags out to Julio’s car and bringing the girls out.  They were dressed in some of the clothes she’d brought, and it was probably a good thing since her new motel room was right out front and visible to just about anyone who might be looking.  Two small Hispanic girls dressed like sluts might draw unwanted attention.

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“Ok, show me,” Julio ordered as the girls sat on the edge of the bed with their heads down.

Maria and Luisa looked up at Olivia as she stood next to Julio.  She was nervous, the girls had been in her custody for two days and she hadn’t done a thing with them since she’d ripped their hymens out the first night.  Olivia nodded at the girls and as if on cue, they started stripping their clothes off, and then once completely naked, sat back down on the edge of the bed side by side.

“Come on girls, you know the drill, spread ‘em and show me what you can take,” he said gesturing to the pile of dildos they’d left on top of the dresser.  Both girls got up and went over and started sorting through the collection.  They both returned with the smallest ones in the pile and sat back down on the bed.  Licking the ends they both made valiant attempts to insert the finger thin dildos into their reddened vaginas.  Olivia smirked, careful to make sure Julio didn’t see. 

The girls were faking it entirely.  Olivia knew it as plainly as could be.  Their little pussies were red because of how busy they’d been with them, all on their own.  That, or maybe Carl had been fucking them?

“That’s all the progress you’ve made so far?” Julio questioned turning towards her.  Olivia wiped and traces of her smirk and shrugged her shoulders.

“What can I say?  They’re still really little,” she offered.

“You can stop now girls,” he ordered.  “Now spread your legs and pull your pussies open.  You may not be able to get those things in, but I still can judge with this,” he said holding up his finger.

Olivia stood by as Julio shoved his index finger into each of the ten year old girls.  It was disgusting to watch, and even more horrible when he asked them to get up on their hands and knees and he repeated the process with their tiny assholes.  She noted that Maria’s bung hole looked a little red and swollen and what surprised her even more, was that each girl seemed to take the invasion into their rectums with relative ease.  They didn’t whimper or complain and seemed to accept the intrusion like it was well practiced.  There’s more going on with these two than they’ve let on she reasoned.

“Not bad,” Julio concluded.  “Their little cunts need lotsa work.  Luisa seems a little more stretched out, but still probably not ready to take on mine just yet.”

“Is that going to be your measuring stick, if you can fuck them?” Olivia asked as Julio stood back and wiped his finger off on the bed spread before turning to face her.

“Pretty much.  I’ll let Dutch “certify” them before we put them into circulation, but as you already know, he’s not packing much, so if they can take me, they can pretty much take on anybody we’ll be throwing at them.  It’s a shame too,” he uttered before stopping mid-sentence.

“What’s a shame?” she asked as she made twirling motions with her hands to the two girls, letting them know they could get down from their all-fours position on the bed.

“It’s a shame Pedro busted their asses already.  It takes all the value out of them if they aren’t still cherry in both holes.  Now I know why Dutch gave them to you.”

“What are you talking about Julio, and who’s Pedro?”

“Head of the bouncers, you’ll meet him today.  He has a thing for little girls.  Hector tries to keep him away from them.  Dutch sells them if they’re still cherry, otherwise he puts them to work.  We try to sell as many as we can, but we still need ones to work so it’s alright if Pedro busts in a few.” 

“You’re saying this Pedro guy has already had sex with these two girls?  In their asses?” She asked in shock.

“I’d bet money on it, otherwise they would have gone up for sale right away instead of getting turned over to you.  It’s a shame too because these two are really cute and they’d fetch a lot of money.”

“How much money?”

“Fifty K, or more sometimes.  Hey, I’ll call you shortly, let you know what the plan is.  Maybe Dutch will have one of the guys come get you,” he said as he turned and headed for the door.  “Until then, get working on them.  Don’t get soft on them.  Really push them hard,” he said as he stopped mid-stride.  Walking over to the dresser he grabbed one of the devices she hadn’t tried yet and picked it up along with a small jar of Vaseline she hadn’t noticed before.  “This one works great, from what they tell me,” he said handing it to her.

Olivia was still standing there is shock, trying to wrap her head around the fact they sold these little girls for such huge sums of money when Julio dumped the black hose contraption in her hand.  “What is it?” she asked as she looked down at the small rubber-looking dildo with a hose attached to it.  At the other end was a bulb with a screw sticking out of the top of it.

“An inflatable dildo.  Why don’t you try it out before I leave so I know you aren’t just fucking around with these girls.”

He was testing her and she knew it.  Taking the Vaseline, she opened it up and smeared some of the jelly-like goop onto the rubber body of the black device.  It was in the shape of a miniature football, and fairly pliable.  Looking down at the girls, she felt her heart sink as the girls looked up at her.  She’d made up her mind to do nothing further to hurt these girls, and here she was preparing to stuff this rubber device into their little cunnies.

“Do Maria, she’s the tightest,” Julio ordered.

“Sorry,” she mouthed as she got down on her knees in front of the pretty little girl.  “Open up sweetie,” she said as Maria instantly complied.  With the Vaseline helping greatly, it was still a big struggle to get the black device into her tight little pussy.  It was no bigger around than the dildo she’d used to rip up her hymen, but judging by the little grunts and the poorly hidden flinches from her tummy muscles, Maria was in considerable discomfort as Olivia finished seating the blub inside.  She felt like the most horrible human being in the whole world by the time she was done.  “There,” she said as the tapered form finally slipped into place with the narrowest part by the hose just sticking out of her smooth hairless cunt.

“Good.  Start pumping,” he commanded.

“Julio, I barely got that in.  If I pump it up, I’ll really hurt her,” Olivia offered, hoping he had some degree of compassion for the kids.

“That’s fine, stand back and watch then,” he said as he stepped over and grabbed onto the black blub and started pumping.

Within two pumps of the bulb, Maria was grunting in pain, her squeaky little voice uttering little chirps as the blub inflated.  Olivia could see the end sticking out of her body grow larger by the second.  “Julio stop!  You’re hurting her,” she pleaded.

“Did it hurt the first time you got fucked?” he asked as he paused for a moment looking up at her.  He didn’t seem to even recognize the girls were even there.  It was like they were just meat sacks to him.

“Yeah,” she slowly admitted.

“Well it’s supposed to hurt, that’s what you’re here for and this is one great tool for loosening them up.   You need to make sure you use it.  Here, this is what you do.  When you get it inflated,” he said as he pumped the bulb three or four more times, and this time bringing a true scream out of Maria, “You turn this screw here, and then detach the pump.”  He did as he said and closed the valve by the end of the inflatable dildo, and then detached the hose.  It left the inflated device deep within her immature pussy with barely anything sticking out of her to pull on even if she wanted to try and pull it out.  Maria’s hand went to her tiny cunt and cupped it, she was clearly in pain from the horrible tool pressing against the inside her body.

“There are two or three more of these over there I noticed.  You can just leave them inside them for as long as you want to.  They do this at the “place” to get the other girls ready.”

“Well if you guys are so good at this, why do you need me then?” Olivia asked, her attitude starting to show through at his mistreating of Maria.

“Because you’re supposed to get them to like it, remember?” he retorted with an equal amount of attitude.

“I don’t see her liking this at all,” she said as she knelt down and moved Maria hands from her crotch.  Unscrewing the valve, Olivia felt the rush of air from where the hose had been attached, and instantly Maria seemed to slump where she was sitting.  “Let me do this my way, or there’s no point in me even being involved,” she said as she carefully slid the rubber cock back out of her pussy.  Her small opening gaped open after the device was removed and even Olivia took notice of the black hole between her legs.  It was insidious to treat a young girl this way, even if that was the life Maria and Luisa had grown up knowing.  I have got to put a stop to this as soon as possible.  Get your evidence today Olivia!

“Uh Julio?  Is there any way I can work at the cantina today?  You know…, get out and stretch the legs a little?”

“You sure you want to leave these two alone so early in their training?  Oh wait, better yet, let them see you in action, so they can see just how much you enjoy it!  I’m a genius.  Ok, change of plan.  Girls get yourselves all make up into something good and slutty and I’ll run you over there myself right now!”

Shit, I didn’t mean quite that quickly she thought.  “Uhh…, I didn’t bring any of my sexy clothes with me Julio.”

“No worries, you won’t have them on long anyway, just go like you are. Hurry girls, go get slutted up,” he blurted as he swatted each of them on the butt as they scampered over to where their clothes were stacked.

Ten minutes later they were ripping along the expressway towards their destination.  Olivia was in the back seat next to Luisa, with her phone out as she checked the map app trying to figure out exactly where they were going.  She barely knew the city beyond her neighborhood and her school.  Her mom wasn’t much into wandering around outside of their look nook in the city and this was all new to her, especially since the one and only time she’d gone there, it had been dark.

The cantina was exactly like she remembered, dimly lit, a half-dozen lifeless looking Hispanic ladies sitting in their chairs along the wall. Olivia looked at their expressions as she walked by.  They looked like they had nothing to live for, no hope and no dreams beyond escape…, or death.  Julio ushered them through the bar towards hector’s office, the same office she’d fucked him in a few days ago.  The door was closed as Julio led them over to it.  Turning he said, “The boss is busy, hold on and he’ll be right with us.”

Olivia suspected she knew what he was “busy” with, probably some other girl who got to fuck him for free.  Olivia looked around, there were maybe ten or fifteen men sitting around drinking, most of them were now watching them as the stood outside of the office door.  They seemed to have great interest in her, probably because she was the only non-Hispanic person in the place. 

It was Monday, probably as slow as day as any with the clientele this place attracted.  As she watched she saw a guy come from the hallway that led to the rooms beyond.  He was all smiles as he went over to one of the tables and joined his fellow companions.  They were all smiles as he sat down and their rapid chatter suggested they were congratulating him on a job well done, or something equally stupid she thought.

After ten minutes or so, the door opened up and Hector came out with a big shit-eating grin across his face.  Following him and with wet tear streaks down her cheeks, was a girl of about sixteen who looked scared out of her mind.  Yup, another new one Olivia figured.  I wonder where they got her?  El Salvador, Honduras?  They were all Hispanic she noted.  How tragic that a whole culture could devalue their own women this way she thought.

“Awww you brought me presents Julio!” Hector bellowed as he threw his arms around Maria and Luisa and looked down on Olivia once more.

“Yeah, blondie was interested in working today so I thought I would bring her over, along with her trainees and see what you had for them to do,” Julio answered.  He didn’t seem as forceful or tough around Hector, or suddenly as manly either Olivia judged.

“There’s always work to be done, even if we don’t have any interested customers at the moment.  But just to be sure, tell blondie to get up on the stage.  See if anyone wants her, if not, let Pedro find them something to do.  If it wasn’t for this one here,” he said pulling the teary-eyed new girl up next to him, “I’d give her something do right now!” he barked out loudly with a big laugh. 

Olivia eyed the girl and instantly felt sorry for her.  She was just another victim in what seemed to be a long line of victims here.

“Ok, come on girls, I’ll take you to Pedro,” Julio offered as he directed Olivia and the two little ones towards the open hallway.

Pedro was an animal Olivia found out.  He’d made Luisa suck him hard while Luisa gobbed spit onto her asshole, lubing it up for the animal to unmercifully fuck her ass hard until he came.  The only saving grace she thought as she kneeled there on the grungy mattress, fighting back tears, and her ass still sticking up in the air with his big hands still holding her hips locked in place, was that he was barely average in size.  For a guy almost as big as Carl, he wasn’t packing much in the flesh weapon category.  But even without, he still managed to rape the shit out of her and take what used to be one of her favorite things to do, and turn it into a painful nightmare. It could have been worse she thought as her asshole burned, he could have been bigger!  No wonder the girls could take him in the ass without totally getting torn apart she thought.  The other thing she was mildly thankful for, was that he chose her ass and not her almost fully healed pussy.  Small cock or no small cock, the way he tore up her ass, her pussy would no doubt have paid a price for it.  Her ass still hurt, but not as much as her cunt would have.

“Luisa, get in there and clean her up,” he said as he pulled his wilting cock from her reddened asshole.  “Hold that pose blondie and don’t move or I’ll beat your ass back to the stone age.”  Olivia felt real fear for the first time in…, well maybe ever, as this vengeful man doled out threats of physical violence like it was nothing, and ordered her to stay in place.  “Maria suck the shit off my cock,” he barked out as he presented his slime covered cock to the little princess on the floor next to him.

Olivia hadn’t chosen the girl outfits today, they’d chosen their own.  Maria was in a shiny red dress with a frilly white petticoat sticking out from underneath.  It had a tight bodice with tiny spaghetti straps going up and over their thin shoulders.  The dress covered up their puffy little brown nipples while the skirt portion barely covered anything at all.  The hem came to barely a few scant inches below her crotch.  Olivia had already seen a matching red thong on the girl and the white thigh high stocking she had on made her look like some crazy cartoon like anime come to real life.  The costume had obviously been put together as a set and Olivia concluded that Dutch likely had picked that out for her.  It also looked like it was a size too small, and made her wonder just how long these two little ones had been playing sex games with these men.

Luisa’s outfit was essentially the same, only in blue with the bodice having some white accents to it.  Not that it mattered, but she’d picked out a white thong instead of a blue one, and it had caught her attention only in the fact that the contrast between outfits made the underwear color substitution worth noting in her mind.

All these thoughts went through her mind as she saw the two anime characters come to life and get up  off the floor and go to service his demands.  Olivia closed her eyes and waited for what was next.  She felt the mattress moving and knew bodies were moving around behind her.  She braced for the inevitable, and then felt it.  Luisa’s hot little mouth made contact with her asshole and without any hesitation, she went to work licking her frothy asshole clean.  It was beyond disgusting, it was degrading, and she wasn’t even the victim here.  It wasn’t the first time someone had licked her asshole, and on the previous times, it had been very enjoyable.  But that wasn’t at the hands of a ten year old girl who was essentially a sex slave.  This wasn’t sexy either, it was a chore, a duty, and she was licking cum mixed with her shit, and it was god awful.  As quickly as the morally torturous event had started, it was finished. 

Olivia looked over when she felt Luisa finish, and heard slurping sounds coming from beside her.  It was Maria sucking the mixture of her own excrement mixed with Pedro’s cum, off his wilted cock.  It smelled bad enough.  The scent of her dung filled the air and to watch little Maria have to clean it up with her mouth almost made her throw up.  She’d always made it a point of cleaning her bowels out before anal sex, except for this time.  Pedro wouldn’t let her, and in hind sight, Olivia was pretty sure he wanted it that way, just to make the job the girls had to do that much more despicable.

“That should work for now.  Maria get up, and the two of you go brush your teeth, your breath must smell like shit!” he cackled.  “You! Blondie, put something sexy on and get out there and see if you can wrangle up a customer.  Make yourself useful.  Girls, you’re in charge of keeping her clean and functional,” he barked as he pulled his pants back on and headed out the door.

Olivia rolled over onto her side and waited for her asshole to stop throbbing.  The girls had left the room, presumably to either throw up or go brush their teeth like Pedro had suggested.  In the absence of any company, Olivia grabbed her phone and hit the map app.  She suspected she only had a few minutes before somebody would be wondering why she wasn’t getting out there.  Zooming in, she saw exactly where she was.  Texting a group message to both Stacy and Carl, she wrote:

Place is on Hwy 63 between California and Dempster, north side.  Empty strip mall in front, around back through back door, guards at door.

Olivia hit send and then closed her phone down and tucked it into the pocket of her shorts.  Putting on her bra and underwear only, she stepped out into the hall, just as Pedro entered the hallway at the far end.

“Move your shit blondie!  Get up on that stage there and show us something!”

“Move your shit,” she cursed under her breath, “Yeah, you already moved my shit!  Asshole.”  Those were thoughts better left to herself she thought as she looked into his permanently angry face as she squeezed past him and looked for the stage he was talking about.  Just as she was about to turn the corner, she felt him grab her by the arm and yank her backwards.

“Don’t you ever talk back to me little whore!” he spat into her face.  His breath smelled like cooked cabbage and shit.

“I didn’t,” Olivia said indignantly as he yanked her around like a rag doll.

“I saw your lips moving as you walked down the hall.  The only time I want to see those lips moving is when you say “Yes Sir” or “No Sir”, or if you’re sucking on a cock!  Other than that, keep your fucking mouth shut!  Got that?” he questioned with his face only inches from her own.

“Yes sir,” she answered.

“Fine, go dance,” he said as he shoved her forward.

Olivia lost her balance completely and fell to the floor in a thud.  Every eye in the place was watching her as she picked herself up off the floor.  Everyone would have been watching even if Pedro’s shouting hadn’t got their attention.  A young pretty Caucasian girl with long blonde hair wearing just her bra and panties, would have had their attention anyway.  Stepping lightly over to the small stage, Olivia climbed up and stood on the small six foot by eight foot platform.  Calling it a stage was an exaggeration.  She looked out on the brown faces and wondered again if she shouldn’t just get through this day and forget the whole damn rescue plan.  This was how these people lived their lives, she could walk away and forget it and go on with her life.

The music started playing and Olivia put her thoughts of abandoning the girls out of her head for the moment.  Pedro was staring at her with his permanent scowl, and she put him aside for the moment too, and started to dance.  That was the one thing she could do without even thinking about it.  She’d spent all the years of her youth taking dance lessons, tap, jazz, ballet, you name she took it.  Ballet was her favorite, and hopefully sometime soon, she could get back to it.

She moved so fluidly and effortlessly, that even the choppy Mexican music wasn’t a challenge to her to find a beat she could move to.  The lights on her illuminated her taught muscles and her lack of clothing did nothing but accentuate every sexy curve she had. 

The patrons must have thought the same thing as she was barely more than a few minutes into her dance before one of them came up to her and asked her go back into one of the rooms with her.

It was her first customer and she had no idea how it worked here.  Did he pay her?  How much was it?  She had no idea.  Walking the guy over to where Pedro was standing talking to Hector, Olivia stopped and waited for them to notice her.  They were ignoring her on purpose of course.  “Excuse me sir,” she said, “I have somebody who would like to go back to one of the rooms with me.  How does it work here?”

“You pull out his cock and you fuck him stupid,” Pedro mocked.

“Pedro, shut the fuck up and go find somebody else to annoy,” Hector countered as he swatted away his lead bouncer.  Once he was gone, Hector continued, “It’s normally one hundred percent to the house, but for you, I know we have a special arrangement.”  Whispering into her ear so her “customer” couldn’t hear, he said, “It’s normally fifty for a blow job, one hundred for a fuck and one-fifty for anal.  In your case, you can probably get a little more, but keep in mind, these guys aren’t exactly thick in the wallet.” Standing back up, he just said, “Go to work kid.”

Olivia could handle that, handling guys was second nature to her now.  She took her guy back there and gave him the works.  He said his name was Danny, but she was sure that was just his “American” name as his English was pretty poor.  That was okay, he had two hundred dollars to spend and she let him do anything he wanted.  It was fun again, and the horror of Pedro’s rape and the worry about the girls was all forgotten as she settled in to rutting with the guy.  He was in his early twenties, had just gotten off work and was looking for some fun.  Oh yeah she thought as she timed her hip thrust with his, it’s almost time for the three-thirty rush that Julio had talked bout.

His unsheathed cock felt good as it slipped inside her heated pussy.   She hadn’t really done much fucking other than Carl’s “lesson” from yesterday, since Dutch, and then Steve right after.  It felt good to be pretty much fully healed up and ready to party again.  Even her normal horniness was returning after Carl, and then Pedro, had basically scared it away from her.  Sex was good again and she could just relax and get into once more.  It didn’t even matter that she was back on the grungy cum-stained mattress again.  She was sweating, so was Danny, and she had an orgasm coming on strong.  The world was right again.

Of course it wasn’t until she’d finished orgasming hard on Danny’s stout little cock that she realized she had an audience.  Looking around Danny’s shoulder she saw Maria and Luisa standing down by the foot of the mattress.  There she was all splayed out, her legs wide apart with her ankles wrapped around Danny’s back and her arms just laying by her sides as Danny finished cumming in her, and there were the two ten year olds just standing there like it was the most normal thing in the world to see a girl only two years older than they were, getting her brains fucked out.  And apparently loving every second of it.

“Danny, I’m sorry,” she said apologizing, “But we have visitors,” she said as she flashed her blue eyes in the girls’ direction.

Danny flashed his head back and gawked.  The two girls in their ridiculous costumes were just standing there watching, no smiles, no reaction, nothing.

It was one of the fastest after-sex retreats Olivia had ever seen.  Danny put down his cash and split, not even waiting to get his pants done up!  “Obviously he’s not the sort looking to get with you girls,” she said as she laid there in her own pool of sweat.  Her body was feeling good again as she looked up at the ceiling and started to question if she could ever really give this kind of lifestyle up.  It was all just too much fun.

She felt the bed move and raised her head enough to see Maria crawling up between her legs, preparing to clean up her spermy cunt.  “No, no, Maria.  Please don’t, I’ll just use the towel,” she objected as she closed her legs up immediately and put her hands down to block the young girl’s advance.

“Oh no Maria, you must,” the deep voice mocked.  “Get in there and do you fucking job,” he added.  It was Pedro of course, he’d been out in the hallway eavesdropping.

Olivia thought for the briefest of seconds about refusing, but knew deep down the consequences would be very harsh.  Closing her eyes and dropping her head back down she let Maria pull her legs open and push her face into her sopping pussy.  As much as she wanted to hate every second of it, it just wasn’t working.  Maria was like a little Hoover vacuum down there sucking and licking like she actually enjoyed doing it.  It was working too, because she didn’t just stick her tongue out and lick from a distance, she latched her whole mouth on like a lamprey and sucked her whole pussy into her mouth, working her tongue all around while sucking continuously.  “Oh Maria, you could teach men a few things,” she sighed as the little vixen not only sucked the cum out of her pussy, but attacked her clit while she was at it.  “Maria, take it slow, I just came a few minutes ago and it’s still sensitive,” she panted.  If she hadn’t just, she’d be well on her way to a big cum now.   

“This isn’t play time girls, you can lick each other later when you’re off the clock.  It’s rush time, get back out there and drum up some more business!” Pedro called out with his head poking in the doorway. 

They should have doors on these rooms Olivia thought as Maria’s talented mouth disengaged from her pussy.  He was leering at her again, or maybe it was Maria, his eyes suddenly darted from her naked breasts down to Maria’s backside as she climbed backwards off the mattress and went to stand next to Luisa.  Both girls kept their heads low and their gaze away from Pedro, their tormentor.

With Pedro apparently not going to look away, Olivia got up and grabbed the dirty towel from the mattress and gave her crotch a quick wipe.  Maria had cleaned her up, but had left her cunt covered in her saliva.  Pulling her panties and bra back on, Olivia  headed back out to the floor and back onto the small stage.  The music was playing that constant happy Mexican music, and it all sounded the same to her.  All the other women were lined up in their chairs along the wall, and as she started to move to the music, she would see the occasional guy get up and go talk to one of them. 

The women ranged in age, from what she could tell, from their middle teens, up to maybe thirty or forty.  It was hard to tell with all the makeup they had on, but judging by how chubby some of them were, they hadn’t gotten that fat overnight, they must be much older than me she thought.

Olivia scanned the now crowded room.  It was amazing, when she brought Danny back to the room, there were barely fifteen guys out there, now it was packed.  There had to be fifty or sixty guys out there!  Not all, but many of the eyes around the crowded tables were on her, and by far the majority of them were Hispanic.  Not all though she noted as she saw some white faces out there, one it particular caught her attention.  The lighting was poor and cigarette smoke seemed to obscure her vision, but a guy in the back seemed overly interested in her.  Do I know him?  She couldn’t tell, but by the way his head snapped around when he looked at her, it made her wonder if he knew her too.

“Hey blondie, you got another customer!” Hector yelled out from his position behind the bar next to his office door. 

Olivia looked over, there was a guy waiting by the doorway that led to the rooms beyond.  Climbing down off the stage, she sashayed over to her next guy and grabbed him by the arm and smiled at him.  He smiled back with one of his front teeth missing, he looked like he just got off a lawnmower, and the smell of fresh-cut grass on him made for an interesting blend of smells coming off of him.  Stale sweat, body odor, but the nice fragrance of cut grass, what a pleasure this is going to be.  The race was on as Olivia guided him through the doorway and down the hall towards her room.

Her newest guy could only afford a blow job when he heard her prices, and fifteen minutes later, with her nostrils pressed up against his sweaty pubic hair, Olivia felt his cock start to throb and knew his cum was shooting straight down her throat.  The musty scent of his crotch lingered in her nostrils as she pulled her mouth off his shrinking cock and sucked the last dribble of cum from the end of his tool.

“Thanks!” she said as she wiped the coating of saliva she had around her mouth with the back of her hand.  The guy nodded and backed away pulling up his pants.  Olivia reached down and pulled her phone from her shorts pocket, and checked to see if either Carl or Stacy had responded to her text.

“Hey what are you doing?” Pedro asked as he stuck his head around the corner after seeing her latest customer leave the room.

Thinking fast Olivia blurted out, “Just putting down my latest total in my notes.  I like to keep track of how many guys I’m with when I work.”

“Really?” he asked somewhat surprised.

“Yep, five hundred and twenty-three and counting!” she beamed.  Well actually she wasn’t sure what the total was anymore, but that was in the ballpark at least.

“Well…, uh…, get back out there and see if you can get your next one lined up.”

Olivia smiled at him, he was flummoxed, he’d probably never seen a whore before that actually liked doing this.  “My pleasure!” she said as she bounded up of the edge of the mattress and scooted past him and down the hallway.

Olivia climbed back up on the small stage and scanned the room looking for the face from before.  He was back there still, but was talking to someone and had his head down.  He had sandy blonde/brown hair, but that was all she could make out.  It looked like Hector he was talking to, but with the smoke in the air getting heavier, it was impossible to tell.  Her attempts to figure out who that guy was were interrupted by Pedro yelling at her from over by the doorway.

“Hey blondie, you got another one!  Get over here!”

Olivia looked over and her next guy was waiting indeed, and this one wasn’t fazed by her prices and went for the whole works.  She sucked him, fucked him in both holes and even gave him a rim job for an fifty extra bucks.  She hadn’t licked anybody’s asshole in…, well she couldn’t really remember the last time, or who it even was.  A hazard of the job I guess she thought as she lay there per Pedro’s instructions and let one of the girls eat out her spermy cunt.  It hadn’t even occurred to her to consider asking the guys to wear condoms.  What was the point when you were on birth control and had your own pussy cleaners standing by?

It was Luisa’s turn, she could tell without even having to look down, she put in a utilitarian effort, but there was no heart in it, not like Maria.  That girl could eat a pussy!  Her earlier repulsion at having anything to do with the girls in a sexual way was temporarily forgotten.  He was getting back into the swing of fucking for a living and the Queen was taking charge.  It was wrong and she knew it, but it was hard to argue when a soft pair of lips are nibbling away at your cunt.

Olivia’s hands reached down and tenderly grabbed onto either side of Luisa’s head and pulled her in closer.  Her hips pushed back against the young girls face and she couldn’t do a thing to stop herself from crushing the girls mouth up against her pussy.  She was getting hornier by the second, and with her last guy doing nothing that would have helped her cum, she was in need of this.

“Hey, Luisa, stop licking her cunt!  Blondie, your next one is waiting!” Pedro yelled out.

Fuck!  I was getting close too!  Olivia didn’t even have the chance to enjoy Luisa’s mouth anymore, the small girl bolted the second she heard Pedro yell out, leaving her laying there spread out on the scummy mattress and in desperate need of relief.

“Hi,” came a familiar voice from the doorway. 

Bolting upright, Olivia was shocked as she recognized the face.  She was spread out completely naked on a bed in a whore house, with one little girl scuttling down from in between her widespread legs, still wiping her cunt juice from her face, to stand next to the other girl waiting at the end of the bed.  Everything made sense now, his face fit the profile of the guy she saw sitting at the back of the room.  Pulling her knees up to her chest to cover up her naked breasts, Olivia hung her head and said, “Hi Mr. Fraser.”  He was her math teacher and she was busted.

“Olivia, what the hell are you doing here?” he asked as he stepped up to the dirty mattress and sat down next to the naked huddled girl.

“Uh, I don’t know…,” she answered, suddenly feeling like a kid again, and wondering how dead she was.  Her mom was going to kill her, and would he get her expelled for this?  I’m so totally fucked!

“What do you mean you don’t know?  You sure looked like you knew what you were doing up there on the stage.  And those guys you brought back here, did you really have sex with them?” he asked as his eyes seemed to drift down from her eyes to peek at what he could see of her tits.  “Wait, you don’t even need to answer that, that Hector guy already told me you all about you.  He fucked you, the bouncers all fucked you, you even fucked every guy in the joint the other night,” he said grinning as he stole another glance down at the pierced nipple he could see.  “That all true?” he asked as he edged closer to her.

“No,” she answered sullenly.

“No?  What part did I get wrong?  And what’s with these two?” he asked looking at Maria and Luisa still standing there against the wall by the end of the bed.  “You recruiting too?”

“It’s not like that,” Olivia replied.  For once she had no idea how to respond to a man.  The confidence she’d built up over the last month was gone. Even with Emily’s dad, she knew she could be in control, but this was different, much, much different.

“So what’s this all about then?  You fall in with the wrong crowd or something?  Get into drugs and this is how you pay for them?” he asked and waited for an answer.  Olivia just sat there in silence looking down at her knees which were pulled up to her chin with her arms wrapped around them.  She wasn’t answering and she wasn’t denying anything either.  An interesting set of circumstance he thought.  “Nice nipple rings Olivia.  I’m guessing that you’ve had them for a while which means this isn’t the first time you’ve done this, is it?”

She shook her head no.  She wanted to cry, but wouldn’t let herself do that.  Besides, that was only one of the emotions she was feeling at the moment.  She felt guilt at getting caught.  She was upset because of all the trouble she was about to be when her mom and everyone else found out, but most of all she was mad at getting caught, mad at him for being here and ruining both her fun, and her plan to rescue the girls.  He was having fun tormenting her with his questions, and his hungry eyes told her he liked what he saw.

“So you’ve been fucking for a while huh?  Imagine that, all this time you were parading around my classroom like a little princess, and you’re really just a dirty little girl.”

Olivia looked into his green eyes and saw his smug look, he thought he was king shit sitting there with his student whom he’d caught in an unbelievable position.  He also looked horny and desperate.

Olivia just stared at him, she was on the verge of saying something she knew she’d regret.  That’s right I am a dirty little girl.  I’ve fucked more guys in one month than girls you’ll ever fuck in your lifetime!  Nah, that won’t help she decided.

Bill Fraser was in a position he’d only ever dreamed of.  He’d heard this place had available prostitutes, and when he saw the row of Hispanic girls sitting along the wall, he figured he’d have to choose one of those girls.  That was when he saw the long haired blonde girl get on stage.  Holy shit!  That looks like one of my students!  It took a ton of deciding, weighing the pros and cons, plus a long talk with the guy Hector who seemed to be the manager or something, before he made up his mind to make a move.  His career was at stake, not to mention his personal freedom if he ever got caught, but the opportunity to fuck a beautiful young girl, not to mention one of his own students!  Well, as they say, the rest is history. 

There she was now, sitting inches away from him and she was completely naked.  It was a teachers wet dream come to life!  Her right breast was in full view and he couldn’t help it, he reached out and snagged his fingers around the puffy nipple, pulling on the little gold hoop at the same time.

Olivia was still trying to figure a way out of this mess when Mr. Fraser apparently interjected his own plan.  She felt his fingers grab onto her right nipple and the surge from his touch felt electric.  She closed her eyes and sighed as he fondled the soft rubbery nipple.  “Ooooh,” she moaned quietly as he gave her nipple a subtle pinch.  It sent shocks down her spine and made her hope they could resolve this situation in  a mutually beneficial for both of them. 

“Ah, you like that huh?” he crooned.

“Yeah,” she whispered with her eyes still closed. 

“So if I have sex with you, do I get a teacher’s discount?” he asked with a pompous laugh.

Olivia considered the question, he was heading into the zone that the Queen ruled.  Olivia, the normally self-assured tween, had suddenly upon being busted, turned into a very submissive little girl.  That was before he admitted he wanted sex.  Hello!  Welcome to the Queen’s playground Mr. Fraser!  Reel him in Olivia, sink your hooks into him and then he doesn’t own you anymore, you’ll own him.

Olivia nodded her head and reclined back onto the mattress letting her teacher see her naked breasts fully unobstructed.  She still had her knees up, keeping her precious pussy, and her tattoos temporarily covered.

“Wow Olivia, I never thought your boobs would be this big, and I certainly never thought you’ve have them pierced like this!” he exclaimed as he placed both his hands onto her chest and squeezed her B-cup boobs.  They weren’t that big, not yet anyway, but for a girl who was a month away from her thirteenth birthday, they were a pretty good size.  Bill Fraser heard a muffled cough from behind him and realized he’d completely forgotten about the two little girls.  “Uh, can they leave now?” he asked uncomfortably.

“Maria, Luisa, can you wait outside please?” she asked politely and then put her head back down onto the bare mattress.

Both girls twirled on their heels and made for the door with the teacher spotting a peek of thong as they left.  It was deeply perverted seeing both his own student here turning tricks, and two young girls standing watch over her as she turned those tricks.  It made him want Olivia that much more to know she was as dirty as they came. Turning his attention back to the same girl he’d fantasized about all of last semester, he squeezed her taught breast flesh once more and went for broke.  “So how much is this going to cost me?” he asked as he looked down into her blue eyes and curled his fingers up, pinching her nipples gently as he waited for her answer.

She quoted him the house rate.  “Fifty for a blow job, and one hundred for regular sex.”  She left the anal part out, no sense in giving away all her secrets just yet. 

“I could listen to you say blow job all day long,” he stated as his already hard cock lurched in his pants.  He’d had a perma-hard on going for nearly twenty minutes now, as he watched her dancing on stage, and then realizing she was fucking some dude in the back room he was now sitting in, he just had to get in line and get a piece of that action.

“Do you want one?” she asked, and in the back of her mind she felt like a fisherman reeling a prize catch.

“Fuck yeah,” he replied, and then started to undo his pants.

“No, let me,” Olivia interrupted.  “Stand up, I’ll handle the rest,” she said as she took charge.  With her teacher standing in front of her, Olivia unbuckled his pants and she slowly pulled them down his hips and then dropped them to the floor.  The front of his briefs were tenting out considerably.  He was a big man to start with, easily well over six feet tall, and as she pulled his briefs down, she saw another big cock jump out at her.  It was a good eight inches long and uncircumcised, which kinda surprised her.  He was cut in her dream when she’d fucked him in her math classroom.

Grabbing onto his cock, Olivia pulled the foreskin back and looked up into Mr. Fraser’s face.  She had him right where she wanted him, besides having a big cock in her face of course, he was about to become a statutory rapist, and he wouldn’t be able to hold anything over her head after this.

Opening her mouth she engulfed his head and pushed forward.  Running her tongue under his cock as she pulled her head back, she heard him let out a big groan and she knew the odds were now in her favor and the big dumb bastard now belonged to her.  If only she could record this somehow?  Or get proof that they’d had sex she’d be safe for the rest of her school career.  Her phone was in her shorts pocket which were only a few inches from where Mr. Frasers pants lay curled up around his feet.

Play it by ear Olivia, maybe you’ll get a chance.  Using all of her skills at sucking cock, Olivia had him on the verge of blowing his load within a minute, and even smiled as he pulled out of her mouth several times to keep from blowing too soon.  “Something wrong Mr. Fraser?” she asked while smiling up into his face, his cock touching her bottom lip as she asked the question.

“No, you’re uh…, doing a great job Olivia.  How about if we have sex now?” he suggested as he pulled his cock away from Olivia’s mouth which had just latched onto his pole again. 

“Ok,” she pouted playfully.

“Do you have condoms I can use?” he asked he grabbed onto his cock and hoisted it like it was some kind of trophy.

“Yeah, they’re over there on that table there,” she said pointing behind her.  “But you can go bareback if you want?  I’ll make a special exception just for you Mr. Fraser,” she said coyly.

“Really?” he asked, just a touch too excited.  “Well…, you’re clean right, no diseases?” he asked as he tried to recover his cool, and still show some merited concern over both of their health.

“Oh no, I make everybody wear condoms, so you’re not going to catch anything from me,” she said as she scooted back onto the bed and let her legs fall open just a bit.  The display was a mix of slutty and sexy, and enough to change his mind on the condoms as he climbed up onto the bed and moved to position himself over Olivia’s prone body.

“You have a pierced clit hood too!” he noted as she opened her trim legs up for him.

“Yep, now shut up and fuck me,” she ordered as she reached up and grabbed him by the cock and pulled it towards her spread legs.  Her visible tattoos were right along her bikini tan line so he missed the two little Roman “L’s”.  He moved into position and Olivia guided him to her sex.  She was only ten minutes from her last sex partner, but in that time a lot had happened.  She was dry on the outside and Luisa’s saliva had soaked into the mattress, along with God knew what else had been absorbed into the grungy thing prior to this afternoon.  “Hold on,” she said as she stroked his cock along her folds, hoping she was wet enough on the inside to allow him to get inside.

It was a bit embarrassing for her, to not be ready for sex when she’d been ready for sex for weeks straight at the drop of a hat.  Holding onto his cock with one hand, and grabbing one of his butt cheeks with the other, Olivia said, “Ok, push,” and he did.  She felt his blunt cock head start to slide in slowly before he pulled back out a little pushed again.

The Queen would have been disgusted by such a rookie mistake, but it made her look like she was ill-prepared to be able to be in this line of work.  Not a bad trade off she figured as her lubrication started to make the passage of his cock much easier.

Olivia had been looking off into dead space as she moved her body, trying to get his cock lubricated properly with her developing juices, until she felt his cock fucking her body normally.  That was when she looked up at him and saw that her teacher was staring down into her eyes.  He was very handsome, a prince compared to ninety-nine percent of the guys she fucked, and suddenly she recalled the last time she’d seen him, he’d come up on her from behind the night after she’d received her glow-in-the-dark tattoos .  She’d been standing over the recessed spot light in the cement sidewalk out front of some sporting goods store, and he’d recognized her from behind.  Her mom had been star-struck with him and had been speechless practically as they briefly chatted.  Now here she was in the back room of a brothel taking his eight inch cock into her pussy, and starting to really enjoy it.

He was just the right length to touch bottom, and in great physical shape.  If he weren’t her teacher, he’d be the perfect lover she thought as she stared back into his eyes.  Olivia couldn’t stop herself as she pulled his face down to hers and kissed him.

He tried to object, but all he managed to get out through her hungry mouth was a muffled, “Olivia.”  That was when he gave in, and kissed her back.  She wasn’t a very experienced kisser, but she was good enough to get him even more excited than he already was.  A kiss could be a deeply emotional thing, and now he was experiencing that with one of his students.   He was a professional, an educator entrusted to mold the minds of his students, and now he was not only fucking one of them, but swapping spit like two long lost lovers.  And she was not “just” one of his students, but the hottest girl in his middle school.  She’d blossomed early and had a killer body and the prettiest face he’d ever seen on a girl her age.  It was the stupidest thing he’d ever done, but as her tongue found his, and her hips ground back at him while her red hot cunt ate up every inch of his cock, he knew he couldn’t pass up the opportunity and dove in recklessly. 

He met her passion with his own, thrusting for all he was worth while the young blonde bucked her hips underneath him.  It had only been a few scant minutes, but as the heat of the unventilated room poured onto them, they both became coated in sweat as their bodies intertwined together.  He wasn’t going to last long at this rate, and as much as he wanted to keep going, this shit-hole was not the place he wanted to start what he hoped would be a regular thing, maybe even more than “just” regular too.  She was under him moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat and as she bucked her hips up at him, she exploded and her cunt clamped down on his tool like a vice.

Olivia screamed out as her orgasm hit.  She’d been so turned on from earlier, thanks to her previous guy who’d done nothing to get her to cum, and Luisa who had just stoked her fires even more, now she had the hottest teacher at her school making out with her like he had actual feelings for her, and he was grinding his cock into her and pressing his pelvis hard up against her clit bar.  She was helpless to do anything other than cum all over him.  “Oh, oh, oh, uggnnnnnnn,” she grunted into his mouth as her body reacted in typical Olivia fashion.  Her muscles convulsed as her legs locked around the backs of his thighs.  Her back arched and her hands grabbed onto his back with her finger nails digging in deeply.  “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” she panted as she thrashed her head back and forth and ground her heels into the backs of his calves.

Bill Fraser kept his body perfectly still and thought about anything other than the young vixen who’s pussy was massaging his cock like she was trying to milk his very soul through the end of it.  The look on her face as she thrashed through her orgasm was enough to get him to cum, if he hadn’t already been doing everything in his power stop from cumming already, he’d have already lost it.  The muscles in her hot wet vice rippled up and down the sides of his cock giving his cock a massage that defied description. 

Bill Fraser held on for dear life and kept his surging balls at bay with any thought he could conjure up that would keep his cum in his nut sack.  She was absolutely gorgeous he thought as she orgasmed, all thanks to the way he’d so expertly fucked her, or so he thought.  “Oh my God Olivia, you’re amazing” he whispered as her orgasm started to slowly wane.  He could feel the flood of her juices suddenly gush around his cock and coat the underside of his scrotum.

Rolling over and pulling her small frame with him, Bill rolled onto his back and hauled the still-orgasming girl on top of him.  She was lying on his chest, her perky breasts pressing into chest hair while her head ended up on his shoulder.  Her pelvis was still jerking in small little mini-humps as she pushed her pubic bone down onto his, extracting every last sensation her body was able to, all the while the inside of her vaginal walls were twitching uncontrollably.

She had gone from a bucking bronco while she was cumming, to a limp dish rag as she groaned out the last dregs of what he thought was the most intense and long-lasting orgasm he’d ever seen any female have.  Nearly a full minute later, with the petite tween laying on him, and her orgasm fully passed, he asked, “Do you always orgasm like that?”

Her long blonde hair was fanned out over her back and much of it now falling across his own broad chest and arms.  She was covered in sweat and her pussy was still twitching around his cock which was still hard as timber.  Olivia looked up into her teacher’s eyes, he was grinning like he’d just won some big prize, taking claim of the orgasm he’d given her.  He was hot, but maybe just a little too cocky for his own good.  There’ll be time to put him in his place later, just be cool Olivia.  “Not always, but when they’re big, yeah, that’s what they’re like,” she answered out of breath.  “Did you?”

“No not yet, I was trying to hold off a bit.  You know, I didn’t want to cum too soon,” he replied as he gave a gentle push with his hips and planted his full length back inside.  He’d let it slip partially out while she was shuddering around his pole, and the immediate sensitivity and his urge to blow the back of her uterus off with his cum shot, was passing.  “But I’m good to go now, so when you’re ready, show me what you can do,” he said, his cocky and perhaps brazen attitude returning.

Show you what I can do?  Boy are you ever asking for it she thought.  Pressing against his chest with her hands, Olivia raised herself into a sitting position and pulled her knees up beside her.  It drove his cock in all the way and did one other thing that seemed to meet with his approval.  With her hands resting just above his waist line, Olivia leaned forward and pushed her arms together.  It pressed her boobs together and outward, making her boobs look even better than they actually were.  Her perky boobs and tiny pink nipples with their golden hoops stood out beautifully from her chest, and she could see in his eyes how much he liked what he saw.

Olivia let the Queen loose on him and fucked him like a wild animal with her pussy eating his cock up like she was starving for it.  The ferocity of her sexual energy was on full display as she saturated his senses with everything she had to offer.  It was maybe a full minute later that he grabbed her by the hips and gripped her to stillness.  She could feel his cock throbbing deep within her chamber and knew she’d ripped the “cocky” right out of him.  There was nothing more satisfying the Queen thought, than taking a man and taking his orgasm on her terms, instead of his.  He was cumming and he wasn’t even ready for it.  He wanted to show her who the sexual superior was, or at least his condescending tone and his cocky attitude seemed to suggest that, and she’d turned the tables on him with her prowess.  I have your cum now Mr. Teacher she thought as the strained look on his face removed all doubt that the man was indeed dumping his little fertile swimmers into her unknowingly soon to be ovulating body.

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“Hey Dutch, It’s Hector.  You’re going to get the biggest laugh out of this,” the big Mexican said from his office.  He was sitting there prepared to test drive another new girl that his boss Dutch had just “acquired” for him, but just had to call his boss first and fill him in on the joke.

“Yeah what is it Hector?”

“You know that new girl, the blonde one?”

“Yeah, something go wrong with the girls she’s supposed to be training?”

“No, nothing like that.  No this is the pretty funny though.  I had this guy show up here and he saw her up on stage and started asking me questions about her, you know…, what’s her name and all that stuff...”

“Yeah?   Wait, does this end as badly as you’re making out to be?”

“No, really boss, I swear!  Anyway, the guy it turns out is her teacher!”

“Shit.”

“No boss, it’s alright, he’s back there fucking her now!  Isn’t that hilarious!  The girls’ math teacher comes in, finds her working here, and now he’s fucking her!  Isn’t that the funniest thing you ever heard?”

“Not quite as funny as it’s going to get.”

“Huh, I don’t get it boss?  What do you mean?”

“Your pal Julio.  He pulled a fast one on her, and with this teacher guy in the picture, we can suck her in and maybe have a really nice Christmas this year!”

“Boss, I’m sorry…, I’m not following,” Hector answered while he stared at the girl on his couch.  He’d ripped her clothes off and as soon as his boss explained his vague humor, the sooner he could get back to doing his job.

“The blonde girl asked for birth control, so Julio gave her a bag of aspirins to take.  Now isn’t that the funniest shit you ever heard!”

“Yeah I guess boss…  Un boss?  I’m still confused.”

“Aspirins?  She’ll get pregnant!”

“Yeah, I got that part, what about the Christmas thing?”

“Get this teacher guy to knock her up, black mail his ass and tell him it’s his baby.  Clean out his bank account and shut him up.  We take the girl and put her to work somewhere where she can’t get home, like El Paso or something.  Work her until the baby arrives, and then we got her hooked like all the rest of these other anchor baby sluts we own.  We can keep her and work her half to death, or sell her.  Sell the baby too for all I care.  But it’ll be nice to have a white girl for a change.  Much higher dollar turn-around than these girls I have to deal with.”

“Hey Boss, why not put her on the other side of the border, like Jaurez or Tijuana?  Let all the gringos from Cali or Texas come down and pay extra to fuck her?”

“Now you’re thinking like a businessman Hector!  Tell ya what, see what you can do about getting this teacher guy back here every day.  Don’t let the girl fuck anybody else without a condom until she gets knocked up, ok?”

“Why even bother?  Who cares who knocks her up, we can just tell him it’s his.”

“Yeah, but I was just thinking about the dollar value of a blond haired blue eyed baby versus a baby one your Mexican brothers pounded into her.”

“I guess.”

“Do your best Hector.  I gotta go, I’m teaching oral lessons to Luisa’s replacement.  That’s it honey, suck on it like it’s a lollypop.”

Hector hung up the phone, and then stood up and unbuckled his pants.  “Ahh this is a tough job,” he said as he approached the fourteen year old sitting on his couch.

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“That was fun,” Olivia stated as she rolled off her teacher and onto her back on the grungy mattress next to him.  He was everything a young girl could want in a lover, well except for the part about being her math teacher.  Although he fringe benefits could be well worth it she pondered as he rolled over next to her and looked into her eyes.

“It sure was.  I gotta tell you Olivia, apart from being totally shocked by this turn of events, you really impressed me.  I…, I…’m not sure if I should even say this but…, I…, well I noticed over the last two years or so how you’re really blossomed and turned into quite the stunning young woman.  I never thought of you in this way ever before, well before today that is.  I saw you up there and I just didn’t know what to think,” he said as he gazed down from her pretty face down to her stunning body.  It was still too unbelievable that he’d just fucked one of his own students, but looking back up to her face, she was definitely waiting on his next words.  “Then I saw you lying there and I…, well I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity.”

“So what now?”

“I, uhhh-“

“Hey, lover boy, wrap it up.  She’s got customers to attend to!” Pedro barked from the doorway.  He was just standing there staring like watching two lovers post-coitus was a normal thing to do.

Olivia’s math teacher immediately jumped up and gathered up his clothes.  He dressed quickly while Pedro stood there with a scowl on his face.  She was kind of surprised to see him react like that, being such a big guy and all.  I guess the prospect of having another grown man stand there right after he’s done fucking a twelve year old is a bit troubling for some she thought with a laugh.  Olivia just laid there on her side as her teacher hastily dressed and pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket.

“You said one-fifty right Olivia?” Bill Fraser asked as he started leafing through his wad of bills.  Olivia was just lying there naked in front of him while the mean-ass bouncer stood over both of them.  She made no attempt to cover herself up and seemed to have no hang-ups with it either.

“Two-fifty.  She’s worth it and you know it.  Cough it up there teach,” Pedro quipped from behind the bigger man.

Bill gave her a questioning look as if to ask, should I?  Olivia just shrugged and smiled a confident smile which couldn’t have been interpreted in any other way than, hell yeah you should!

Peeling off a stack of bills, Bill Fraser hesitantly held the bills out, unsure if he should be handing the pile of cash to his own student/whore, or to the bouncer.

“I’ll take that mister.  I’ll see she gets her cut at the end of the night,” he said as he stepped up and grabbed the cash from his unsure hand.  “Wait for me by the bar, I want to talk to you,” he added.  “You,” he said turning back to Olivia, get cleaned up and get back out there.  The after-work rush is on and you better get back to work!”

“Yes boss,” she mocked back at him as he turned around the corner.  Olivia rolled over and grabbed for her panties and bra; it was a relief she thought as she pulled her panties up over her dripping snatch.  She had the proof right her teacher had fucked her, just about to drip into her panties, and even better, Mr. Fraser wouldn’t have to see Luisa or Maria eat her pussy out. 

“Hey what are you doing?  I said get cleaned up,” Pedro said as he poked his head back in.  “Fucking listen to me girl.  You may be the princess around here, but you still gotta do what I say.  Fuck up again and I’ll put you on clean up detail.”  His tone was all business and the look on his face meant she’d be cleaning up, and that could mean anything.

“Sorry,” she said as she stood there waiting for her teachers cum to drip into her panties.  She doubted she’d ever need DNA proof, but it didn’t hurt to have it.  Rubbing the crotch of her panties into her slit she felt the warm gush soak into the gusset and knew she’d taken care of business.  Pedro was still watching her, so she leaned over the mattress and grabbed the crusty towel and pulled her panties back down.  Using the foul cloth she gave her pussy a quick wipe and pulled her panties back up.  “That clean enough?”

Pedro shook his head and sighed.  “Get out there, next time do it right,” he said as he leaned back and pivoted on his heal.  As it shot out of a cannon, Maria came flying back into the room as Pedro twirled her in through the door from her position standing just outside.  “Maria, keep her clean.  I’ll be tied up for a little while,” he said with an evil gleam in his eye.

Olivia waited until she heard Pedro’s heavy military style boots clap down the wooden hallway floor before she looked down at little Maria.  She herself wasn’t exactly a giant at 5’4”, but Maria was awfully small for ten years old, maybe 4’8” and no more than seventy-five pounds.  Cute sure, but not deserving of the life she had in store for her.

“Where’s Luisa?” Olivia asked once she thought it was safe to ask.

Maria looked down at the floor and didn’t answer right away.

“Maria, where is she?  Is she alright?”

“Pedro put her in his room,” she said with deep despair.

“What’s going to happen to her?” Olivia asked as she grabbed the small girl by the shoulders and sank down to her knees so she could look her in the eyes.

“The same thing he did earlier, to you,” she said as her lip trembled.

“Oh no!  Why?” she asked wondering what it was the girl did wrong.

“He just does it whenever he wants.”  Waiting for a second, Maria pleaded, “Miss Olivia, don’t say anything.  Mister Pedro can be really mean and I don’t want to see you get hurt.  Luisa is going to be ok, we’re used to it.”

Olivia felt like crying.  She was here because she wanted to be.  She liked being a whore.  She liked being treated this way, for the most part.  Pedro’s ass rape wasn’t fun at all, but nobody else had mistreated her here.

“You should get back out there, he’s going to get mad if you don’t,” Maria advised.

She was so sad looking in her shiny red dress was its tight bodice, her tiny little nipples were barely being covered up, and if not for her thing, the skirt was so short she’d be showing off that end too.   The white fish-net stockings just added to the comically slutty look she had.  On her body it would look sexy as hell, instead all she had with her was her shorts and t-shirt and her bra and underwear, the latter of course had a crotch soaking in her math teachers cum at the moment.

Olivia gave Maria one last look of sympathy before she exited the room and headed down the hall.  Through the doorway at the end of the hall, she could see Pedro apparently finishing up a conversation with Mr. Fraser.  There were open doors on either side of the hall, each with flimsy sheets of cloth hanging from the top of the frame.  She could hear the sounds of sex coming from behind the curtains.  It was a busy night she realized and as she passed yet another room, she wondered why her room didn’t have a curtain.  She was maybe ten feet from the doorway when Pedro turned and walked through.

“Get out there, and don’t take so long with the customers, get them in there and get it done fast.  I cut you some slack with that guy, but don’t fuck up again and take so long.  Now move your ass before I shove my nightstick up it,” he growled as he opened up the first door.

Olivia caught sight of Luisa sitting there in a chair with her dress off.  She looked ridiculous sitting there in just her thong and tiny little thigh-high stockings.  She looked scared to death and Olivia halted her in her tracks.  That was when he hit her.

Olivia didn’t know if she heard the smack first, or felt it first.  His open hand slapped up against the side of her head, that she saw stars and felt her legs go weak as she reached out for the wall to brace herself.

“Get the fuck out there and mind your own fucking business,” he yelled into her face.  She was barely keeping from blacking out as he pushed her towards the open doorway.  Olivia fell through the doorway and into the main part of the bar.  Her rubbery legs were ready to give out at any second. 

A pair of strong hands grabbed her and kept her from falling.  “Thanks,” she mumbled as she waited for her head to clear.  The ceiling lights looked blurry and as they slowly swam into focus, Olivia wondered if it was his fist he whacked her with, or that nightstick he threatened her with.

The hands belonged to one of the bars patrons, and as she came back to her senses, she felt his hand on her left breast.  The guy was smiling at her and mumbling to her in Spanish as he squeezed her boob.  The three guys at his table were all laughing as he copped a free feel. 

Olivia pulled away from his grasp and headed over toward the little stage. She didn’t even make it that far before she heard her name being called out.  Turning, she saw Hector standing by the bar with the four guys from the table she’d just left.  “Fuck,” she muttered.  Her head hurt and she was too distracted by what Luisa might be going through at the moment to get excited about doing a foursome.  Walking back over to Hector and the four guys, he indeed informed her the guys had pooled their money and wanted a group rate.

“Ok, come on guys,” she said as she headed towards the doorway that led to her room.  Passing by the room Pedro had Luisa in, she heard an awful scream and before she could even think about the consequences, she opened the door and saw a horrific sight.  Pedro had Luisa’s feet duct-taped to a broom pole as wide apart as he apparently could get them.  She was on her back on the floor and he had the her bent in half with the pole nearly touching her chin.  He was ramming his hard cock into her tiny little ass and she had tears running down her cheeks and she was trying not to scream.  His hand was covering her mouth up, but not well enough as she eked out another little scream as he pushed violently into her ass again.

“Why you little bitch, get the fuck out of here now!” Pedro screamed as he glared at Olivia and her foursome who were standing behind her.  “Close the fucking door!”

Olivia slammed the door and quickly headed down the hall knowing she’d really fucked up bad.  She was beside herself knowing that Pedro was going to make her do something absolutely awful.  She couldn’t even get into her foursome.  Any other time she would have enjoyed the hell out of it, but not now.  Why the fuck did I do that?  She was going through the motions with the four guys as her mind raced through all the worst things Pedro could do to her.  She had one stubby cock in her mouth and one in her cunt.  She was on her knees and the other three guys behind here were playing some kind of musical chairs or something because it seemed one guy would just get a nice rhythm going before he’d pull out and the next guy would take his turn.

“Hurry the fuck up guys,” came Pedro’s booming voice form the doorway.  Of course it was all in Spanish, but they understood and it didn’t take Olivia long to realize the meaning as the guys all picked up the pace and before long Olivia started to feel the guy in her cunt cumming and the same for the guy in her mouth.  Those two left quickly and the other two took their turns and wasted no time and adding to the quantity of sperm down her gullet and in her cunt.

“Good, now get the fuck out of here,” he barked at the last two guys, even whacking the last guy as he exited the room in the back of the head.  He was a big man and seemed to relish bullying everyone, even the patrons.    Olivia moved to get up off the mattress and Pedro raised a halting hand.  “Don’t move,” he ordered.  “Maria, Luisa, get in here!” he yelled out as he kept his stare focused on her.

Luisa’s eyes were puffy and red and the whorish makeup she had on was smeared all over her face.  Her slutty blue dress was back on, but now it just made her look like an even bigger victim.  Maria had been waiting outside in the hall and knew their female trainer was in deep trouble.

“Bitch, on your knees,” he growled at Olivia.  “Luisa lay down on the bed in front of “Bitch” here.  She’s going to eat my squirt out of your ass.  Maria you clean Bitch’s ass and pussy.  Show her how it’s done because she’s got clean up detail for the whole after-work rush.”

Olivia’s head sunk down to her chest as she realized the magnitude of her mistake.  Her head was still ringing a little and for the first time on her life, she felt physically afraid of another person.  He would hurt her, and enjoy it too.  She was suddenly understanding what this kind of place could do to a person as little Luisa laid down in front of her and spread her legs open.  It was horrible what he was going to make her do.  It was horrible what he’d done to Luisa, and her red and swollen anus was a testament to the man’s cruelty.

“Eat it, and like it!  And when you’re done eating her ass, eat her cunt.  Don’t stop until she comes.”

“But I don’t think she can, she’s too young” Olivia argued from her hands and knees on the bed.

“Why you-“ he yelled as he pounced. 

Olivia closed her eyes and waited for the blow to land.  She saw him cock his fist and then it hit.  He delivered a full force punch right to her pussy, his knuckles slamming right into her pelvic bone and dropping her to the mattress in a writhing mass of curled up flesh.  Her mouth opened up to scream and nothing came out.  The agony was mind numbing as her whole crotch burst out in the most intense pain she’d ever felt.  It took a split second before she finally found her scream, and she let it loose.

“Shut up!” he yelled back.  He was on the mattress next to her and threw another punch, this one to the sternum and it sucked all the wind out of her, cutting off her scream in mid-belt.  Maria instantly cowered down to the floor where she was standing and started to cry.  Luisa rolled away from in front of Olivia and closed her legs back up as she rolled onto the floor on the far side of the bed.

“Get back up on your knees now bitch before I hit you again,” he demanded.  He sounded like he was in a controlled rage, which was even scarier.

Olivia struggled to get back up on her knees, she still couldn’t breathe and her body was still screaming out in pain, but the certainty of more pain made her find the inner strength to get up.  “Maria, get in there, now!  Luisa, you too.  What the fuck is wrong with your broads today?  It’s like you got fucking stupid all at the same time.  Get eating bitches.  I’ll be right back, I need a beer for this show.”

Pedro stomped down the hall and Olivia started to cry too.  She’d never been hit by a man ever in her life, and this cruel bastard had just hit her twice.  Her body was wracked in pain she never knew existed.  The accident with the dildo paled in comparison to this. 

Luisa spread out before her and without hesitation, Olivia felt Maria grab onto her hips and sink her tongue into her body.  The heat mostly, since she wasn’t feeling much at the moment down there.  What was worse was Luisa’s spread open genitals.  Her ass was an angry red and she could see a wet secretion from the puckered tissue.  Pedro had brutalized her ass with just as much anger as he’d used to punch her in the pussy.

“You better get licking me Miss Olivia, Pedro will be even more mad if you aren’t when he gets back,” Luisa pleaded.

“I know, and I’m sorry Luisa.”  Olivia couldn’t take another punch, and without Pedro even being there to see her do it, she put her face into Luisa’s privates.

Licking an asshole wasn’t a new thing for her, but licking the asshole of a ten year old girl was just about the worst thing she’s even done.  She would have agreed to just about anything else, other than this.  Her plan to rescue the girls didn’t involve her adding to the sexual servitude the girls had to endure.  I should be on my cell phone calling the police right now she thought.  But Pedro would probably kill me if he caught me.  Olivia focused on the task she was given as she pushed her tongue up against Luisa’s puckered ass.  Closing her eyes she treated it like any other ass she’d eaten out before, only this one dripped semen as she dug in past the swollen opening.

Olivia took no joy in what she did to poor Luisa and as Maria feasted on her own cunt and asshole, she took no pleasure from that either.  It was like the sexual spark inside her had died.  It was  clinical at best as she lapped away at the ten year old’s pussy, her job with her asshole completed.

Olivia had no idea if Pedro actually expected Luisa to have an orgasm as she licked away, doing her best to deliver some kind of stimulation to the child, but after what seemed like a very extensive effort, Pedro found another chore for her to do.

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Olivia’s face was a mess, she was eating the sperm out of her eighteenth cunt and expected the same to continue until Pedro’s rage subsided.  He’d dragged her naked down the hall, going from room to room as the other working women finished with their guys.  Of course they didn’t all go bareback like she did, and once she was done licking the woman’s pussy, Pedro made her suck the condoms empty. 

Olivia was ready to wretch.  The place had a pretty wide assortment of women working there, from teens only a few years older than she was, to women pushing forty, and she was pretty well acquainted with a good number of them now.  She’d just about thrown up the day Carl’s ex-wife Betty forced her to eat her pussy in her restaurant’s bathroom, and now here she was lying between the fat legs of a well seasoned whore with the biggest and floppiest pussy she’d ever seen.  She wasn’t shaven at all and there was a very strong odor coming from her pussy. 

The woman was just as mean as Pedro and had her hands locked around the back of her head and wouldn’t let her go until she gave her an orgasm.  That wasn’t what she was supposed to be doing.  It was clean-up duty only, he’d said, but this woman wasn’t going to let go until she got her cum. 

Olivia was licking and sucking on her bulbous clit and hoping to get free.  Her cunt tasted like spermacide and her tongue was getting numb from it.  She was getting angry herself and thought about what Betty had liked and suddenly felt inspired for a little revenge.

Jamming two fingers into the woman’s gash, Olivia focused on her clit with her tongue while she jammed her fingers in and out of her big sloppy pussy.  Jeez I hope my pussy doesn’t get huge like this someday.  I’m definitely giving up whoring if this is what happens to a professional cunt!

Shoving a third and then a fourth finger into her gaping hole, Olivia went to town and knew her efforts were having the right effect on the old hag.  She was breathing heavy and was pulling on her head even harder as Olivia pushed her four fingers in as deeply as they’d go.  Curling her fingers up she felt her hand sinking inside and before she knew it, she heard the woman gasp loudly as her whole fist slipped inside. 

“Here it comes you nasty old bitch,” she mumbled into the floppy pussy lips she had her mouth buried into.  Olivia started doing the same pussy punch she’d done on Betty and the old whore just about jumped off the bed.  She felt her cunt contract around her fist and her fat thighs started shaking on either side of her head.  The bitch was cumming.  Finally!

Sitting up Olivia thrummed her fingers over the woman’s clit and really jammed away on her snatch.  She was writhing away and mouthing something in Spanish as she went on with an orgasm that Olivia suddenly started feeling jealous over.

“Oi,” she said as she pushed at her arm, begging her to stop her pussy punching.

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Olivia was onto the next girl when Pedro walked into the room.  “Did this one have a bareback to clean up?” he asked her.

“No, she used a condom Pedro,” Olivia stated from her place between the seventeen year old’s legs.

“Did you eat the cum out of the condom yet?” he asked grinning.

Olivia sighed, “No, not yet.”

“Let’s see you do it,” he said with the same grin still on his face.

Olivia picked the condom up off the floor and sat up on the edge of the bed.  She felt defeated as she held the opening up to her mouth and squeezed the cold contents into her mouth.  It was suddenly gross tasting to her. Warm, she’d drank it by the bowl-ful.  This was cold and chunky.  Getting it down her throat was more of a challenge than she would have expected.

Pedro was still smiling as he watched her finish swallowing it down.  “Is that all there is girl?”

At least he didn’t call me bitch.  “Yeah,” she said holding it up for him to see.

“Yeah, but that’s not what I meant,” he said as he stood in the doorway with his big arms crossed.

“What then?” Olivia asked she licked her tongue around and wiped the cold goop from her teeth.

“The garbage can, eat them all.”

“What?” Olivia asked with bile rising in her throat.

“But Pedro, those aren’t all from today, some of those are days old,” the seventeen year old whore added from her position on the bed, her pussy just licked clean by the pretty blonde girl.

“I don’t care, dig them out and start eating.  You want to be a whore?  Then learn your place around here.  You do as I say or you pay a price.”

Pedro stood there as Olivia dug out well over a dozen used condoms and started draining what was still in liquid form.  Many of them had dried up and for those he made her turn them inside out and scrape the contents off with her teeth.

Olivia wanted to vomit and cry at the same time.  She had reached a low she’d never expected to reach.  The Queen should have been rocking and rolling, getting as turned on as she’d even been, but she wasn’t even there.  It was like the Queen had abandoned ship at the worst possible time.  Olivia scraped a pile of dried up cum off the inner surface of one of the condoms and she suddenly felt like a twelve year old kid in a place where she didn’t belong and being forced to do something she didn’t want to do.  On her own terms, sex had been a fun adventure.  This was mental and physical torture.  Not to mention her pussy was still throbbing from the punch Pedro had given her.  It was the lowest place she’d ever been.

Pedro dragged her from room to room emptying each waste basket of every used condom he could find.  A whore house with over thirty women working seven days a week had really added up to a lot of used condoms.  Olivia used every ounce of her strength to keep from retching up her stomach contents.  Twenty rooms with days worth of used condoms in the garbage cans.  In between that she was having to suck the new cum out of the other girls, or out of the fresh condoms.  Even the seasoned whores with no love for the new girl, actually seemed to feel sorry for her, and they had no hope in sight at all.  Well Olivia knew better, she was going to rescue them and they didn’t even know it.

“Ok blondie, you’ve done enough here, now just one more thing for you to do and you can get back to work,” Pedro announced with the same smug grin on his face that he’d had for the last two hours.

“What do I need to do now?” she asked as she wiped the cum and pussy juice from her face from the newest girl she’d cleaned up.  All she could smell and taste was stale cunt and old semen.  She stunk and she knew it.  No guy would be able to fuck her tonight, she looked and smelled disgusting.

“Come with me,” he said as he wagged a finger at her.  Olivia followed the man into the same room he’d raped Luisa in, pushing on a loose piece of paneling, Pedro shoved her through.  She was still butt naked as she found herself standing naked in the cool night air.  Olivia could see the main entrance about twenty feet away.  The three bouncers by the door were watching with amusement as she stood there fully nude before them under the darkening sky.  She realized then that the time was getting on and she had no idea what time it really was, or how much time she had left before she needed to get home.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said as he led her over to a coiled up garden hose attached to a spigot  by the rear wall of the main building.  Grabbing the hose Pedro aimed it at her body and pressed the handle.

The cold water bit into her skin as she stood there and let the man abuse her.  He sprayed her from head to toe and seemed to really enjoy blasting the cold water directly onto her privates full force. Olivia understood the hopelessness of Maria and Luisa’s life as she stood there with her teeth chattering and her whole body shaking while Pedro stood there smiling his evil smile, spraying her with that biting cold spray.  He was hosing her down like she was a dog who got caught rolling a mud puddle, no concern for her well-being at all.

“Ok, now bend over.”

Olivia complied as she stood there in front of him shivering.  He sprayed her head liberally, rinsing whatever foul and filth her coated her fine golden hair before moving around behind her and redirecting the spray to her back end.  Pressing the nozzle to her rectum, her let loose with the cold water again blasted out, only this time it had nowhere to go but inside. 

The cold water rushed into her bowels and chilled her to the bone as the pain from the sudden intrusion was amplified by the cutting feeling of the sharp spray as it surged into her colon.  She cried out at the pain of a thousand little needles pricking her tender flesh.  The torturous spray of water only lasted a scant few seconds as he redirected the stinging spray away from her rectum and towards her slit.  Her muscles clenched involuntarily and the forceful blast only peppered her outer tissues. 

“That ought to clean you up enough,” he said as he released the nozzle and stopped the biting spray of water.  He loved his job, tormenting young girls, having his way with them as he pleased.  Life didn’t get much better than this he thought as he watched the small blonde girl shivering in the night air with her arms wrapped around her delicious looking tits.  Age stopped having any meaning to him when he saw a naked female in front of him anymore.  If he could wedge his cock into one of their tight holes, he’d fuck it, the younger the better in fact.  He loved little Maria most of all, she was the cutest of all of them, which had actually got him I shot with his boss, the repercussions of his punishment he took out on the girls himself.

One of the perks of his job as head bouncer/whore wrangler, was that he could sample any of the girls anytime he wanted…, well except for the young virgins.  As part of a network of human sex traffickers, the group Pedro worked for was just one cog in a multi-national operation that collected sex workers and either put them to work for their own local operation, or sold them to other organizations in need of new talent.

His penchant was for the younger ones, and that had him in trouble.  Maria, and to a lesser extent Luisa, were prized possessions…, or at least had been.  They were both adorably cute and would fetch a prime price when sold at auction, their value at least double or triple if there were certified pure.  They were both at the prime age for being a personal sex slave, and Pedro went and busted both their asses in a drunken bout of horniness. 

Of course they would still fetch a good price, but the break-even point was lost now.  The difference between profiting with them on a daily basis within their local organization and selling them for a one-time deal, was their virginity.  And he’d ruined that in Hector’s eyes, and even more importantly his boss Dutch. 

Dutch wanted them trained in the art of sucking and licking and with Maria and Luisa, he took a personal interest in that training, but wanted their “virginity” to stay intact.  They had enough ugly up-and-coming girls in their pipeline that could be used for taking dick from anybody with a few bucks in their pocket.  These two were supposed to be hands-off for all the guys.  A few too many cervesas later, and Pedro ended up with his dick in each of their asses, and his own ass in the doghouse. 

Now this little blonde girl with the fabulous body, was the girl’s personal trainer, and under Dutch’s instruction, was supposed to get special treatment.  Well as he stood there watching the girl shiver, he knew she’d be getting “his” special attention from here on in.

“Ok, princess, if you’re feeling nice and clean now, you can go back inside and get back to work,” Pedro said with a sinister laugh.

Olivia  could feel a bloated feeling in her back end could feel the water ready to burst from her asshole.  Her teeth were chattering and she felt mentally and physically brutalized.  Her pussy still hurt from where Pedro had punched her, and even more so from the cold water he’d blasted her with.  “Hold on, I gotta get rid of this water,” she murmured as she squatted down there in the dirt, and let her bowels go.  It was mostly water, but some shit plopped out too.  It was humiliating defecating like that, but she couldn’t do anything about it.  It was either let it go here, or risk shitting on the floor inside.

“You’re disgusting girl, now I gotta clean you up all over again,” he said with the same smug grin on his face.

Olivia didn’t know if this was some ritual punishment all the new girls got, or if this guy was just as big of a bastard as the girls had made him out to be.  Another hose down and Olivia was allowed to go back inside. 

For the next two hours she was having sex with whomever decided her frigid and shivering body was worth it.  It wasn’t even fun as she lay there with another nameless and faceless man pumping his cock into her pussy.  And not normally something she needed, but the tube of KY beside the mattress was a definite must tonight.  Her pussy would not lube up to save her life and with no wonder, Pedro had made her short stint here a living nightmare.  Olivia could still taste the gelled up and dried up old cum she’d sucked and scraped out of the days-old condoms from each of the rooms on the floor.

The one thing that Olivia made note if as she went up and down the hallway and from room to room, was that most of the younger girls were at her end of the corridor.  The oldest hags were right by the entrance back to the bar, she and the other teen girls were right by her end room.  Curious, she thought as she lay there lifeless under the current guy.  At any other time she’d be thinking of nothing other than enjoying the act she’d become so addicted to, but not tonight.  Pedro had seen to that.

At ten-thirty Julio poked his head in through the doorway and yelled for her last guy of the night to bust his nut and get the hell out.  He was bareback and Olivia had lost count of how many guys had decided to fuck her sheathed and how many had pumped their cum right into her bald pussy.  They all looked and felt the same after a while. 

As she sat there in the front seat of Julio’s car, with her body still feeling chilled and her pussy aching from both the horde of cocks she’d fucked, and Pedro’s vicious punch to her puffy pussy, she was lost in her emotional state and didn’t even realize he’d stopped the car.  Olivia looked up and she was right in front of her house.  “Julio, what are you doing?  The girls are still in the car!  It’s eleven o’clock, my mom is going to be home any second!  You have to take them over to the motel!”

“Not my problem babe.  I heard you caused some shit tonight, this is your punishment, you deal with the girls, now get out,” he replied as he sat there with a deadpan look in his eyes.

Olivia was not worried, she was downright terrified, to be here in this car with this man and these girls, all in front of her neighbors, who could look out at any time and see her.  “At least pull around the corner so I can get out from in front of my neighbors, please!!!” she pleaded.

“Fine, but you owe me,” he said as he slowly and casually put the car in gear and pulled out from the curb.

Olivia had hunkered down so nobody would see her characteristic long blond hair from the passenger seat.  As the car came to a stop around the corner and close to the park entrance, Olivia looked at her phone and saw it was almost 11:05, her mom would be home in minutes.  “Come on girls,” she urged, “We gotta run!”

Olivia broke into a sprint and busted her ass through the dark park over towards her back fence, forgetting all about her sore body as she ran.  It was only as she reached the fence that she realized the girls were lagging behind.  “We gotta get you girls in better shape,” she huffed as the two finally reached her.  With all her strength, Olivia hoisted both girls up and over the fence knowing that she could hide the girls in her room, or at least in her closet until her mom got home and was asleep in bed.  She could figure out a way of getting them two of them over to the motel once her mom got home and checked on her daughter.  It was of paramount importance to be home before her mom.  She was still only twelve years old, and no matter what accomplishments she’d amassed in the world of sex, her mom still thought of her as a kid, and kids needed to at home at eleven o’clock at night.

Pushing both girls through her bedroom window was easy enough.  Figuring out what to do with them without being discovered was another thing.

Olivia heard her mother walk in the front door and shushed the girls to keep quiet as she closed the closet door on them while she jumped back in bed.  Hopefully mom goes right to bed and I can figure something out.  Oh if Carl can’t come over and get them, I don’t know what I’ll do.  It would be a long walk for the three of them to get over to the motel in the middle of the night, and long walk home alone in her present and tired condition if Carl couldn’t come over and help.

Olivia waited in the dark in her bed in her pj’s while her mom bumped around the house.  Please go to bed, please go to bed!  She could hear quiet whispers in the closet as the two girls sat there in the pitch darkness.  It was very sad, what these two had in store for them, a hopeless life as a sex slave, not knowing any kind of normal life and nobody to care for them.  Unless she could make this rescue happen, they were in for a helluva life ahead of them.

Olivia waited a good half an hour, and surprisingly, her mom just poked her head in through the door, and with the light from the hallway light, saw what she expected was her daughter sleeping peacefully, and closed it and went straight to bed.  A further twenty minutes later, Olivia could hear her mother’s soft snoring coming from down the hall, and knew she could at least get the girls from the closet now.

“Come on girls, get into my bed and get comfortable while I try and get my friend Carl to come and get you,” she whispered as she held open her closet door.  The girls had changed clothes at the place, and we wearing her old clothes again.  At least they didn’t look like little prostitutes anymore she reasoned as the two silently climbed up onto her bed and climbed under the covers of her double bed. 

Olivia climbed in beside the two and tapped out a text to Carl letting him know about the shitty thing Julio did with dropping the girls off at her house, and could he come and get them.  “I’ll let you know once he responds, and then we’ll sneak back out the window and go meet him in the park.”

“Can’t we stay here with you?” Maria asked out of the darkness.

“Yeah, it smells nice here and your bed is so comfortable,” Luisa added from the other side of Maria.

“You can’t, if my mom finds you girls here, we’re all dead meat,” she countered.

“Please, I’ll lick you if you let us stay,” Maria whispered back.

“As tempting as that sounds,” and she meant it, “You can’t.  Don’t worry, Carl will take care of you.”

“Ok, we like Mr. Carl, it’s just…, it’s just…”

“What?  Did he try and hurt you or something?” Olivia asked suddenly wondering if Carl had lied about his involvement with the girls and their health and welfare.

Both girls were quiet for a second before Luisa finally answered.  “No, he didn’t try and hurt us, it’s just that we tried to make him happy, so he would like to keep us, but he’s…,he’s…”

“Really big?” Olivia asked smiling.  She got it, and you could relate.  Carl’s cock seemed impossibly big the night he’d given her her first fuck.  How these girls could handle him was somewhat of a miracle.

“Yeah,” Luisa replied softly.  “I fit it in, but I didn’t like it.”

“You will, eventually.  I love having sex with Carl.  He really knows how to treat a woman,” she whispered dreamily.  “He isn’t much to look at, but he knows a lot about making a woman happy in bed.”  Olivia was reminiscing in a way.  She’d grown very fond of Carl, even if it was in a twisted fatherly kind of way.  She was tired and her ramblings over Carl and his love making prowess were meant as a compliment to him and in his attentiveness in making her happy.  It wasn’t meant as a recommendation that girls devote all their time with him to getting him to fuck them, but nevertheless that was how they took it.

At some point Olivia had drifted off to sleep, and if not for the double set of text alerts, she’d have slept right through Carl’s response.  It was two o’clock in the morning and the last thing her exhausted body wanted, was to get out of bed, but her two little visitors needed to go.  Luisa was snuggled up next to her and had an arm lazily thrown over her shoulder and draping down over her breasts.  It was cute, and almost too bad that she had to send them away.  They were safe here in her house, with nobody trying to do anything to their young bodies.  Yes, I have to save these girls.

Getting both girls tucked into the back seat of Carl’s old Crown Vic was satisfying, and yet troubling to the young girl.  Carl would protect them from anybody who meant them harm, but would he let them have sex with him again?  That wasn’t protecting them, even if he wasn’t purposefully hurting them.  Carl had told her he’d awaken that first night with them to find Luisa pressing her little pussy down onto his dick, and thinking he was having some super-erotic dream.  What would happen next?  More of the same?  What if he just said the hell with it and decided to force himself on them?

The look on his face at having to come and get them told her just what she needed to know.  He was there for her in her time of need, and he could be counted on to take care of the girls too. 

“See ya Liv.  Let me know when you want these girls back,” he said as he slowly pulled away from the curb.

Olivia waved goodbye at him and returned home.

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“Boss, I don’t get it, you want us to do what with her?”

“I told you,” Dutch said over his cell phone from his bedroom.  He had one of his new recruits sucking on the end of his cock, and she was doing a shitty job of it. Breaking these little tramps in, is such a pain in the ass he thought as he looked down at the Hispanic nine year old who had his floppy white cock in her mouth.  “Let the math teacher fuck her no-charge.  I want her fucking him every day condom-free, and make every other guy wear one.  That’s the rules until she gets knocked up.  What’s so hard to understand?”

“What’s so special about this one boss?” Hector asked from inside his office at the cantina.  He’d seen so many young girls come and go over the years, that one extra pretty one who seemed to walk on water and get such special treatment, seemed out of place with the scope of things.

“She’s a rare one Hector, besides being physically flawless, she has a spark in her that I’ve maybe seen once or twice in all these years.  Keep that pig Pedro away from her and treat her nice for me will ya?  I don’t want her getting scared off, and I certainly don’t want her going to the cops if Pedro goes too far.  Why have “our” girls under lock and key, but not this one.”

“Boss, I thought we had the cops on the payroll?”

“We have enough of them to keep our business protected, but if she gets messed up and goes to the hospital or something, we won’t be able to stay protected for long. Just do me that favor, keep Pedro away from her and get her fucking that teacher of hers.  If he’s as good looking like you say he is, and as hot as that girl is, if they pop out a little girl, she could fetch a fortune in a few years.  Plus you know how the game works, the baby is the anchor.  She’ll never leave as long as we have her, and the kid.  Ten years from now, blondie’s baby girl will be here sucking on my cock instead of this second rate baby-whore,” he said looking down at the girl who had just let his cock flop out of her mouth before she used her forearm to wipe the saliva from her useless mouth.   Dutch was having a hard time even getting hard from her shitty performance.  “Is this the best we got left Hec?”  Pushing her away in disgust, Dutch stood up and delivered a back-handed blow to the girl’s head, knocking her out of his way.

“Yeah boss, the other ones aren’t old enough yet.  We got about a dozen under seven, three eights, and one nine and one ten year old.  You already said you don’t like the ten year old.  Said she was too ugly even for a blow job in the dark I think you said.”

“Yeah, even my dick knew she was ugly, and he can’t even see all that well,” he joked.  The little girl on his bedroom floor was holding her head and whimpering as he paced back and forth in front of her.  This one was cute, but she lacked the discipline to put in a good effort.  He could train that into her.  As for the ugly one, there wasn’t much he could do about ugly.  Somebody will fuck her though, even if I can’t sell her.

“Good one boss.”

“Put the ugly one on clean-up detail and give me a report on the current stable.  We have a shipment of new “product” coming in from Honduras tomorrow.  I’m not sure what we have coming, but “inspect” them like normal.”

“Sure boss, and I’ll check them out, and I’ll make sure the blond girl does like you said.

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It was a sour feeling, waking up and knowing you’re personal freedoms had been violated, and you’d been mentally and physically abused.  It was after ten in the morning and between the sadistic acts Pedro had made her perform, and having to get up in the middle of the night to see the girls off to Carl’s place, she was still dog tired.  Thank God Steve hadn’t come over last night to find two ten year old girls in her bed; that would have been next to impossible to explain.

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Despite the rough start, Olivia found the next two weeks getting progressively more enjoyable, a mile better than the night Pedro had made her life hell.  A few days of soul searching and just hanging out with the girls at the motel room, and seeing the growing happiness from them, warmed her soul.  They gradually opened up and began to trust her.  They kept the horrors of their lives private, as if they were turning a page and wanted to put the past behind them.  Olivia knew a childhood in that kind of environment would produce nightmares, if they ever told her all of the things they’d seen and experienced.  Julio had ensured her from a phone call he’d had with Dutch, that Pedro would never again mistreat her, or the girls.  Hector would be sure to mete out a severe punishment for Pedro because of the damage he’d done.  She wasn’t sure she actually believed that, but it was reassuring to hear that at least they were addressing the behavior of that animal.

The one thing they did want her to do, and as it turned out was something that at first made her feel uncomfortable, but quickly the exact opposite, was to meet with her teacher at the Red Roof Inn every afternoon, and for some reason they insisted she ride him bareback.  Olivia laughed at the request as Julio spelled it out.  Bareback?  Duh!  Of course I will, that’s the way it’s supposed to be!  There was no pressure to return to work at the cantina, just for her to focus on her teacher and the girls.  That was it.  Easy enough she figured.  Although why they wanted to have sex with him specifically made no sense, but Mr. Fraser was a babe, and if that’s what they wanted, well so be it!

She spent a good two hours with him each day in her new room, sometimes more, while the girls hung out either at Carl’s place or in Julio’s room next door.  Mr. Fraser, or “Bill” as he asked her to call him, had grown on her like crazy in a short period of time.  Olivia had a full-fledged crush on him, and their afternoon love-making sessions had re-inspired the lost lust she’d experienced after her torturous evening at the hands of the despicable Pedro.  Their first day was very tentative at first with neither being completely comfortable with each other.  They’d already fucked once, and it had been under very strange circumstances, her teacher there to fuck a young prostitute and she there at the cantina working as one. 

Once they got rolling though, it quickly fell into a comfortable union.  They fucked like rabbits every day, leaving the two of them breathless and spent.  The urge to go out and unleash the Queen and conquest as many guys as she could lay her hands on, was fading, mostly.

Returning to the cantina was something she’d only done once in the two weeks since Pedro had abused her.  Taking the girls back to see their moms was something she had to do, even though she never did get to meet them.  Hector had asked her quite plainly if she would mind working and Olivia agreed.  It wasn’t in her nature to turn down sex. She wasn’t about to let her experience with Pedro ruin her innate desire for sex.  She spent pretty much the whole rest of the evening in her room with an endless stream of guys.  It was like old hat, falling into the routine of the insatiable nympho.  She made every guy, no matter what he looked (or smelled) like, seem like she was infatuated with him and his love making ability. 

No matter what her psychological damage from Pedro’s abuse, she fell back easily into her role as the whore and as her hormones surged, her body responded.  The Queen, once unleashed, had an appetite that rivaled nothing else, even if it was happening much less frequently than she had previously been used to.  For the most part, fucking her teacher, and occasionally Carl and Julio, had left her physically and mentally satisfied.

Julio seemed pleased with the training the girls were getting, even though Olivia hadn’t done a thing to the girls in that respect.  Whatever Carl was doing with them when he had them, or whatever the girls were doing on their own, was a bit of a mystery.  They spent nights and quite a few afternoons at Carl’s place, and whenever she had the girls, all they did was eat pizza and watch tv.  Still, when Julio did his finger check on each of the girls every couple of days, their pussies seemed to be getting looser.  Julio was pretty certain he could fuck each of them without tearing his foreskin off, even though fucking little girls wasn’t to his taste he’d said over and over again.  Olivia’s level of development was about where he drew the line.  And her well developed body did please him.  Olivia didn’t even mind it when Julio planted his nice big cock onto her body, and oddly enough, he started wearing condoms too. 

Overall, her life seemed about as good as it could get.  She was acting like a regular pre-teen again, and hanging out with her friends more.  The one time she’d gone back to the cantina, Pedro had steered a wide path from her, and even the urgency to execute her plans of rescuing the girls seemed to be waning.  The girls seemed pretty happy hanging out at Carl’s and whatever they were getting up to behind closed doors, certainly didn’t seem to doing anything to spoil their good mood.

It was while she was hanging out with Stacy one morning, that she finally admitted what she’d been doing ever since her best friend fled the lifestyle.

“Stace.  I have a secret that you have to keep between us.  You can’t tell anyone,” she insisted as they lay out in the late morning sun in her backyard.  They were in their bikinis and tanning like girls her age normally did.

“Oooh, juicy,” Stacy returned with a giggle.  “What is it Liv?”

“Ok, well you know how I was hanging out and working for that Julio guy right?”

“You’re still doing that?  You hadn’t said anything about going back there in weeks.  I thought you’d given up like I did.  You didn’t?”

“Nah, not really, but these new guys aren’t like Carl was.  They’ve only had me work at that bar I was telling you about two times.”

“Ok, so what’s this secret then?” she asked with growing interest.

“Well, on that second day I worked for them, somebody came into the club that you and I both know well.  And well he and I…, you know, got busy…”

“How surprising,” she said sarcastically.  “Who was it?” Stacy inquired as she suddenly sat up, grabbing onto her undone bikini top.

Olivia noted her reaction which was kinda funny, she’d exposed her naked body to a hundreds of guys, and here in her secluded backyard, she was being careful to keep her little boobies covered up.  “You ready for this?  Mr. Fraser.”

“Mr. Fraser our math teacher!  Are you kidding?”

“Nope.”

“Oh my God!  He’s such a hunk!  I can’t believe it!!!”

“No shit he is.  He’s such a beautiful man.  But that’s not all,” she said as she beamed with pride.

“What?” Stacy asked showing her obvious excitement.

“I’ve been meeting him every day over at the motel!”

“Really?  Holy crap Liv!  That’s crazy.  I mean…, wow!  He’s so hot.  But wow!  What are you going to do when school starts?”

“I have no idea.  I have no idea what we’re going to do.  Plus, and maybe I’m reading too much into it, but I think he likes me.  I mean really likes me.”

“Well look at you, of course he likes you!  Or are you talking about like, like?  As in feelings?”

“Yeah, I think so.  And I know I told myself never to develop feelings for anyone, especially after the whole Justin thing, but I think I’m falling for him too!”

“Oh wow Liv, that’s serious.  Look, and you know I support you one hundred percent, but don’t you think it’s about time you think about giving this all up?  I mean I did and my life is really simple again and I love it.  Sure we had fun.  I can even admit that now, but it’s way too dangerous. What happens if you get pregnant? or if you catch a disease? or if one of those guys does something to you and your mom finds out?  Isn’t it time to walk away?”

“Stace, I hear what you’re saying, but I have to stick with this for just a while longer,” Olivia replied pensively.  She had the girls to think about, plus she liked the freedom they were giving her now.  No pressure to work, just to hang out and have fun with her teacher and to get the girls ready.  Well that was going to be a problem, what was she going to do when Dutch wanted to try the girls out?  Could they handle his silly little cock?  That might not be a fun day.

“I hope you know what you’re doing Liv.”

“So do I Stace, so do I.”

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“Holy shit!” Carl huffed as he flopped back onto his couch.  He was naked and was covered in a sheen of sweat.  His cock was still throbbing as he pulled it from the tight little vice that he’d just ejaculated into. 

He’d just cum, for the third time today.   “You girls are going to kill me.  You know that don’t you?”

Luisa giggled as she got up off the ottoman and knelt between his fat hairy thighs.  She had been taught to clean up after sex and quickly stuffed his shrinking cock into her mouth.  She, and her cousin Maria, had seen the bad side of sex, and knew they had to perform, but this man was reluctant to do anything with them, which made games like this fun.  He had come around after three weeks of their constant pressure to let them do their duty, and he was fun to be with.  Both girls were discovering what Miss Olivia was talking about when it came to having sex for fun.  Carl was gentle, even though he had a really big thingy, and he refused to do anything that would hurt them.

Neither she nor Maria had any misconception of what would be in store for them once they left Mister Carl’s place.  They would be put to work like their mothers, and all the rest of the girls they had grown up with.  Girls their age would either start to have sex at the cantina, or they would just disappear somewhere else.  Whatever men they ended up being with down the road, none would be as nice as Mister Carl, so both of them knew this was an opportunity they needed to take advantage of.  They’d discussed it at length, and even though it was very uncomfortable taking his big thing into their bodies, they grew to tolerate it, and when done at their pace like Mister Carl encouraged, it actually felt good once they got going.  Not like it was with Pedro, he never made anything feel good.

Luisa liked Mister Carl, and even his goofy reactions to her sucking on his shrinking thingy made her smile.  It was all fun and games with him, even if he could only get hard for them four or five times a day.  She was getting to the point where his thingy fit into her front without too much work anymore.  Maria was still struggling to fit him into her kitty, but once he got inside, she seemed to be okay with it.  Maria was the smaller of the two of them but she was just as determined to become ready for work.  As she licked the last of Maria’s juices off Mister Carl’s cock, she knew there was one more cleanup left to do before she could get Mister Carl to lick her between the legs.

Luisa got up and moved over to where Maria was lying on the couch.  She saw her friend approach and immediately spread her legs showing her gaping hole where Mister Carl’s stuff was just starting to leak from.  That taste of that white stuff was something she thought she’d never like, but she’d been eating it for so many years now that it was something she was just used to.

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Olivia was covered in sweat.  She and “Bill” had been going at it strong for almost an hour.  The sheets were soaked and she could feel the cotton cling to her back while she lay there on the well used bed.  Her math teacher Bill Fraser was between her widespread legs and was pumping into her juicy cunt like an animal.  Every day for the last few weeks had been like this.  It was the highlight of her day and one they both obviously looked forward to. 

Olivia reached up and pulled his face to hers and found his mouth.  She loved kissing him and he returned her kiss with true passion.  It was all wrong, a near-teenage girl and her thirty year old teacher having sex.  “Screw the social taboo,” she’d said to him during their lovemaking, “this is way too much fun.”

Bill Fraser knew it was wrong too, but she was more than just a hot lay, he saw something very special in Olivia.  She was mature beyond her years and she was so stunningly beautiful that he just couldn’t get enough.  

It was a tremendous shock that afternoon when he’d seen her in that place.  On a tip, he’d gone to see what the selection was like.  The friend of his said that the bar had a big selection of primarily Hispanic girls, that were available for sex.  The ages ranged from late teens to…, well maybe “experienced” was a polite way to describe them.  He was hoping for the younger “less” experienced ones.  Not necessarily as young as Olivia of course, but when he saw her up on that stage, he knew he couldn’t pass up on the opportunity of a lifetime. 

It was a teacher’s fantasy that all the male teachers understood but would never admit to, they all had favorites that they would die to have sex with.  Olivia was his.  The way she would walk around school in her tight jeans, and they way they hugged her perfect ass, made her easily the best jack-off worthy girl in the school.  A sly comment here and there to some of the more “appreciative” teachers made it clear that Olivia Hastings was the unanimous choice for the hottest girl in school.  Boy if only those guys could see me now he thought as he pushed his large cock back into her tight wet cunt.

“This is still so wrong you know Olivia,” he said with a smirk.  He already knew her answer, it was their running joke.

“Yeah, but it feels, ughhhh, so right,” she groaned as she thrust her hips up to meet his and then let out a big laugh as they both reacted to the joke.  With his eight inch cock buried in as far as it could possibly go, she added, “It’s a tight fit, but it feels right to me!”  They felt so comfortable around each other now that they’d gotten over the initial awkwardness, and each day they spent together drew them closer together.

“So what do we do when school starts in a few weeks?” Bill asked.  He couldn’t stop seeing her, it was too late for that now.  She was too addictive.  He thought he would maybe bang her one more time and then walk away and call it a big mistake, but sex with her was just way too much fun. 

“What’s wrong with keeping with what we’re doing now? I mean why would anything need to change?”

“Olivia, come on.  You know we can’t keep this up.  We’re going to get caught.  You can’t keep something like this secret for long.  Somebody is going to find out.”

“I can keep a secret.  I haven’t told anyone.  My business is my business and besides, I can’t walk away.”

“I know, but…it’s just that…I just don’t know how to walk either.   You’re growing on me.”

“Yeah, about eight inches worth!” she joked.

“No, I’m being serious.  The more I’m with you, the harder it’s going to be for me to walk away.”

“Then don’t,” Olivia interjected.  “Look, Mr. Fraser, I mean Bill, I know it doesn’t make any sense for this to be working, but it is.”

“Olivia stop, please.  You’re just a kid, and you may have the body of a woman, and you certainly have the sex drive,” he added as he continued his slow thrusting.  “But this can’t end well.  You hear about this on the news all the time, teachers getting busted with their students.  You go to therapy, I go to jail.  I’m not liking how that ends.”

“Fine, let’s just enjoy this while it lasts then.  When school starts, you can piss off and go fuck whoever you want,” Olivia replied in a pout and gently tried pushing him away.

“Olivia come on, it’s not like that.  There isn’t anyone else, and I don’t want to be with anyone else.  You’re the one I want, I just can’t do it for all the risks involved.”

All Olivia heard was that he wanted her, and nobody else.  “So if there was a way for us to be together where nobody could find out, you’d be fine with us staying together.”

Joking he replied, “If you’re talking about running away to Fiji or something and living out our days in bed drinking fancy drinks with umbrellas in them, then I’m all for it!  I just don’t have those kinds of resources.”

“Mmm, that does sound nice doesn’t it,” she purred.”

“Yes it does Olivia, yes it does.”

“So does that mean you have feelings for me?  Or are you just here for a good time,” she asked very pointedly.  Shyness was something she’d lost a long time ago. Probably somewhere around the time she was forced to ask guys if they’d pay to have sex with her, thanks to Carl.

“You don’t mess around do you?  Get right to the point.”

“Look, I may just be a kid, I’d like to know how you feel about me.  If you’re just here for the fun, then tell me.  If you like me, then tell me that too.  I just want to know where I stand.”

“Olivia, you don’t make this easy on a guy do you,” he stated while he kept up the slow pace of his thrusting.  She was meeting his movements in perfect synchronicity.  “Look, the truth is…, I came here just looking to have some more fun.  I’d already stuck my neck out by electing to have sex with you at that place.  I wanted to see if you’d actually meet with me again.  I knew I shouldn’t have, but I did.  I’ve been hooked every since.  Look, I wasn’t prepared to answer a question like that, but the truth is…, the more time I spend with you, the more attached I feel.  I don’t know what to call it?  Like?  Love?  I don’t know, but trust me when I say that not seeing you is going to be very hard for me to do.”

Olivia pulled him down on top of her and whispered in his ear, “I love you too,” and then she smiled as he hugged her tight and kissed her neck.  Yep, he loves me too she decided.

*******************

Olivia was on an emotional high when (her boyfriend?) Bill left.  They’d lounged around naked for three hours just exploring each other.  They were like a young couple in love, and maybe they were.  She knew she was inexperienced in matters of the heart and the feelings she had were all new.  Sex was the easy part and they had an amazing time doing that.  He could make her cum like crazy and she returned the favor taking his offerings deep within her body.  It was what she loved to do.  Nothing gave her greater pleasure than the feeling of his throbbing cock buried deeply in her body.  It was the mingling of their love and she couldn’t get enough.

The one topic they’d tread carefully on was her outside activities, specifically her having sex with other guys.  It had been two weeks since she’d been back to the bar and worked the back room.  She still loved being the insatiable slut, but she was feeling something far more special nowadays with Bill.  The days of being overwhelmed with hoards of dicks and the physical and mental reward it gave her seemed much less attractive now that she’d found something special to replace it with.  Maybe Stacy was right, it was time to hang it up and make Bill Fraser her one and only.  She’d made him the promise as he was leaving that he would be the only one from now on.  It was a magical moment as she stood on her tippy toes and kissed him goodbye and let him walk out the door.  Olivia went back to the bed and lazily laid back down.  She had nowhere to go and nothing to do other than bask in the emotions that were flooding her every thought.  Her future, and what this room represented very now very much in question.

She’d given her “career” a lot of thought recently, and Stacy’s influence notwithstanding, hanging up her spurs  seemed to make more sense now than ever.  She’d experienced the highest highs, and the lowest lows.  She’d done things that very few women could ever claim to have done.  None of them were things one could discuss at a dinner party, but she’d done them.  Drinking a bucket of cum after taking the cocks of over a hundred men into her body wouldn’t even be believable if not for the video proof she had on the disks hidden under the bottom drawer of her dresser.

With all those accomplishments under her belt, what more was there for her to do?  She had an impressive list of men notched on her belt.  Five hundred was an unbelievable number.  The Queen loved sex, but the emotional attachment she felt with Bill made the urge to “slut” around seem like something she’d grown out of.  Would she work the bar if they really needed her to?  She pondered the question and decided that she’d have to say no.  It would be tough to explain, but she didn’t see any other choice, she was in love.

Olivia was just lying there on the bed staring at the blue sky outside through the crack in the curtains and thinking about her future, when her phone rang.  Bill had left only moments ago and she thought he was calling to say he was coming back.  She bolted up and ran over to the table by the window and picked up her phone.  “Fuck.”  It was Julio.  Reluctantly she answered, “Hey Julio, how’s it going?”

“Good, I thought your buddy would never leave.  Open the door,” he said.

Crap, she realized she could hear the echo of his voice not only from the phone, but also from the other side of the door.  He’d seen her naked plenty of times as she walked over to the door, but for some reason today she felt a little self conscious about it.   Fuck it.

“Hey,” she said as she opened the door, letting him in.

“Very nice,” he said as he watched her step away from the open door.  “Just the way I like you, naked and ready to party!” he said as he drank in her nakedness.  She was a fox with a smoking hot body.  He missed the days when he could slide into her pussy without having to wear a condom.  The boss had been very clear about his orders.  It wasn’t worth getting killed over it by disobeying.  Olivia walked over to where she had her clothes piled up on the dresser, and picked up her underwear and started to put them on.  “Whoah, whoah, whoah there princess.  Who said anything about you getting dressed?  Stay like that,” he ordered.   “I got some good shit here and you’re going to want to stay naked once this hits you!” he said holding up a bag of weed.

Olivia dropped her underwear back down to the floor.  She didn’t really want to have sex with him but the weed didn’t sound like all that bad of an option.  At least it would make sex with him tolerable.  Olivia walked over and sat in the chair opposite Julio’s.  She pulled her knees up so that she wouldn’t be quite so exposed.  She could see Julio looking down towards the junction of her legs and realized he could see her pussy.  Dropping her legs back down she crossed them and waited for Julio’s next annoying stare.  He was looking at her boobs while he packed his one-hitter.

Three refills later and Olivia could feel the pot working its magic.  He was right, it was good shit.  Oh well, if I have to have sex with him, at least I’ll be high as a kite.

“So how are the girls?  Their training going well?”

It sounded like he was talking in slow motion as the endless stream of words took forever for her to process.  “They’re good, they’re over at Carl’s place.  He’s been looking after them,” she answered.

“Good, call him and have him bring them over.  The boss wants to check on their progress.  But tell him to wait for an hour or so,” he said smiling.  Julio stood up and pulled Olivia to her feet, then cupped his hand to her bare pussy.  “We have business of our own to attend to.”

Olivia closed her eyes and felt Julio’s fingers run along the length of her pussy lips and then stop at her clit and apply gentle pressure.  She let out a sigh as a tingle went up her spine and her brain registered the impulse and resigned herself to the fact that she was going to fuck him.  Oh well, might as well as well make the best of it she thought as her body involuntarily pressed back against his hand.

Five minutes later they were on the bed and Julio was pumping two fingers into her gash and rubbing her clit with the other hand while Olivia made her call to Carl.  It was obvious that she was distracted while she talked with Carl.  He had to have known something was up, and given her proclivity for sex, that must have been what he thought was going on.

“Hey Carl, ughhh, can you bring the girls over in an hour?” she panted.  It was so hard to think straight when she was high and somebody was working her hungry pussy so well.  “Ohhh, and Julio is asking if can you bring their stuff too?”

“Oh, so you’re fucking him right now?” Carl asked with acid in his voice.

“No, not yet,” she replied dreamily.

“Fine, I’ll bring them over,” he said as he hung up abruptly.  He was jealous, not because he wanted to have sex with her, Lord knows the girls had drained him of that ability for the moment.  He just didn’t like the idea of that scumbag banging his girl.  Carl put his phone down with one hand while he was trying to fend off Luisa’s little hands as they were trying to get his zipper down again.  “Jesus you girls are impossible you know that,” he chided.  “You’d almost think you like messing around with me or something.”  To which both girls giggled. 

The little waifs had grown on him over the last three weeks, and what he first saw as disgusting, their desire to have sexual contact with him, he now had relented and let them have their way.  They were well trained to initiate pleasing men, something that disturbed him deeply, but once he’d allowed it to happen once, he couldn’t very well tell them it was wrong, even though it was.  He shouldn’t have let it happen, not the first time, or all the times after that.   Yeah he’d been drunk, stoned and half asleep, but that didn’t forgive him from putting himself in that position in the first place.  He shouldn’t have allowed them into his house, and if not for Olivia needing his help…, well it was water under the bridge now. 

He’d made a mistake, but pretty soon they were going to be out of his life, and with it the dangers they presented.  It was too bad the life they had in store for them.  He knew the group they belonged to, and trying to stand up to them was suicide.  Staying on their good side, once they knew of his involvement, was his ticket to staying alive.  It would be good riddance once they were gone, even if he was going to miss their cute little butts wiggling down his hallway. 

“Pack up girls, we have to go over to Miss Olivia’s place,” he announced.  Both girls smiled immediately vanished.  It was clear the fun had come to an end.

“Mr. Carl?” asked Luisa.  “One last time please?”

“You’re seriously going to be the death of me,” he said as he pulled his hands away from his crotch.  Luisa was on him in a flash going for his zipper.  “Lord help me,” he sighed as he felt her tug his cock out for the millionth time.

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 Olivia could feel a grain of despair growing in the back of her mind as she lay there riding Julio’s cock like a cowboy on a bucking bronco.  She’d cum twice already and could feel a third one brewing as she ground her cunt down onto his pelvis.  He was yanking on her nipples and it had all her pistons firing wildly.  It was no use, when she was high she felt incredibly horny an she was powerless to stop herself.  She had made a promise to her boyfriend/teacher no more than half an hour ago to stop having sex with other guys and here she was not only breaking that promise, but having an amazing time doing it.

Cum number three was barreling towards her and all she could do was pant, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” over and over again. 

Julio was underneath her grinning like the Cheshire cat while she rode his eight inch cock like her life depended on it.  He knew today was a special day and he couldn’t let the day go by without one last fuck from her.  She was making it a very worthwhile one at that.  The only thing that would have made it all that much better, was if he didn’t have to wear this fucking condom!  It deadened the feel, although with this wildcat, it had probably allowed him to extend his cum by a good fifteen minutes.  He was just about there, and judging by the little nymphos constant moaning, she was about to blow again.  It’s a good thing you love sex baby, because you’re going to get lots of it!

Olivia orgasmed and screwed her eyes shut as her body exploded, her fingernails clawing into Julio’s chest as the waves flooded her body.  She felt chills go up and down her spine and she threw her head back as the most intense waves hit her.  Her long blonde hair radiated down her back and stuck to the coating of sweat she’d built up.  “Oh fuck that was amazing,” she panted nearly out of breath.  “Did you?” she asked, not knowing if he’d cum too.  Damn condoms she thought, I hate them.  Can’t even tell if he orgasmed or not.

“Oh yeah baby, I did,” he did as she collapsed onto his chest.  Her nipple rings tugged at his chest hairs as he wrapped his arms around her sweaty back.  She was a pleasure to be around.  Always willing, and always ready to fuck.  Good traits for a whore that is going to be plenty busy in the future he thought.  “Too bad the girls weren’t here to see you in action.  You could have showed them how a real pro does it!”

“Yeah, I’m a pro alright,” she sighed as she rolled off him, and felt his sheathed penis extricate her cunt.  Olivia headed for the bathroom and climbed into the shower.  She felt dirty for having broken her promise to Bill, even though the sex with Julio had been spectacular.  Washing away his sweat and his scent, she shampooed her hair and washed up.  There was no telling what might happen if they were taking the girls to see the boss tonight.

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Carl brought the girls over along with all of their stuff, and gave Olivia a perfunctory hug before walking back out and leaving.  It was a disappointing farewell as she watched him zoom away in his beat up old Crown Vic.  She had fond memories of that car and missed him and the trouble they’d gotten up to in that old wreck.  She hadn’t spent much time with him lately and missed his company.

“Okay girls, strip down and grab your favorite dildo and show me what you can do,” Julio ordered the two girls standing there in their cute little “normal” kid outfits.  Olivia looked the girls over and was absolutely certain Carl had taken them out shopping.  They each had conservative matching skirts on, Luisa in white and Maria in pink.  Luisa was wearing a matching stripe patterned shirt that complimented her skirt, and Maria’s was a plain white shirt with flared sleeves. 

They looked like two normal little girls that might have just stepped out of Justice with their new clothes on.  Not two little girls bound for a life of sexual servitude.

On command both girls started removing their clothing.  Olivia was still high, but still had enough control of her faculties to know this was wrong, and she was about to have her senses violated by what was to come. 

“Make it the biggest one you think you can handle,” he added while looking directly at Olivia.  He was testing her and she knew it.

Both girls carefully placed their new clothes on the bed and then went over to where Carl had dumped their baggage.  Olivia watched as the girls dug through one of the bags looking for the dildo of their choice.  She hoped the girls would choose the thinnest dildos possible because she knew damn well she wouldn’t be able to stand by and watch them hurt themselves just to please Julio.  She knew her place in this whole arrangement.  Doing her job well meant that at some point in the last three weeks, she’d have had to cause the girls significant discomfort with the same dildos they were now digging for.

Yeah she’d ripped out their hymens in a stoned act of stupidity, but that was long ago.  She’d seen the light since then and knew how tender and sweet these girls were and how the deserved so much more than this. 

She’d neglected planning their rescue in the bliss she’d been sharing with Bill over the last three weeks.  This was their test, and hers too, to see if she’d been living up to her end of the deal.  Olivia gasped as she saw the dildos the girls had chosen.  They were huge in comparison to their small stature.  Julio glanced her way and gave her an approving nod. 

“Nice work Olivia, if they can handle those that is,” he sneered.

Luisa’s was slightly larger than Maria chosen rubber phallus, but each were easily the size of a full grown man’s penis, a fairly generous one at that.  Both girls sat down on the edge of the bed and spread their legs. 

Olivia could see both of their pussies were a little on the red side, a sure indication that they’d been up to something over at Carl’s.  A small clump of dried white stuff was stuck to the outer folds of Luisa’s cunt.  Has she been fucking Carl?  Holy shit if she is!

Both girls as if by practice, licked the ends of the dildos wet, and then nearly in unison, spat a large gob of spit in their hands and rubbed it into their smooth cunts.  They both rubbed the end of their respective dildos around the opening of their cunts, and rotated the end trying to gain entrance. 

Luisa managed to get hers in first and slowly worked the big phallus inside.  Maria, not to be outdone stood up and bent over and placed the dildo base first on the bed and sat down.  She let out a little gasp as her weight pried her cunt apart and forced the man-sized rubber cock into her ten year old pussy.  She sat down smoothly on it and took a good five inches of it into her body before she stopped. 

Both girls looked up at Julio and put their best fake smile on in an effort to show they could appease him.

“Wow, very impressive girls, can you put one in your bottoms at the same time?”  Both girls looked up at him without really understanding his request.  Two at the same time didn’t register as something they should have been working on.  They’d both practiced doing one or the other, but not both at the same time.

“Go, pick out two more and stuff them in your butts,” Julio commanded.

Olivia was already shocked, horrified and stupefied all at the same time, that girls as small as they were could handle those big dildos at all, let alone decide they would try to get one in their backsides at the same time.  But try they did, both girls got up and waddled over to the bag with the dildos in it, their rubber cocks still pressed inside their bodies.  Olivia was sure they were in serious discomfort, but it was by their choice.  They could have each chosen smaller ones, but those were the big hogs they’d each picked.

Like little robots, Maria and Luisa picked another dildo each (luckily for Olivia’s rapidly beating heart, smaller ones), and proceeded to work them up their rectums.  It was an awful sight for Olivia to bear witness to, but each girl did it was a smile on her face as they rolled onto their backs and showed Julio the two dildos planted squarely in their holes.

“Yes, I think it’s time,” he said as he pulled out his phone.  “Don’t go anywhere, I have to make a phone call.  And girls?” he asked directing his statement to Maria and Luisa.  “See if there are any bigger ones in that bag that you can get into Miss Olivia.  I want to see what she can take too!”

“Wh-hut?” Olivia objected in disbelief.  “You want me to try one of those out too?”

“Yep, girls help her.  If I’m not mistaken there’s a giant one in there somewhere,” Julio said as he grabbed onto the motel room door handle.

Olivia stopped him in his tracks and said, “Julio, what’s this all about?  I don’t see any reason why you think I should do what you’re asking!”

Grabbing her by the wrist forcefully, he stared her in the face and replied, “This is for not doing a fucking thing to get these girls ready.  I know the fat man was the one who got these girls ready and this is your punishment for not earning your keep all this time when you should have been working.  Besides, I may not be seeing you for awhile and I want to be entertained before you go.  Now get those clothes off and get on all fours on that bed and when I come back in from making my phone call, you better have a seriously big dildo in both of your holes or I’ll find the biggest one there is and use by boot to kick it straight up your ass!” he said in a hushed but threatening tone.

Olivia was left standing there with her jaw hanging open.  He knew?  He knew I wasn’t doing shit with the girls?  Fuck, what else does he know?  Olivia peeked through the curtain and saw Julio pacing through the parking lot with his phone to his head.  How could such a beautiful day go to shit so fast? she thought as she started pulling her clothing off.

“You heard him girls, find a big dildo and stick it in me,” she said as she climbed up onto the bed and assumed the position on her hands and knees.

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Julio walked back in after his phone call to the boss and witness a very erotic sight.  The two small brown-skinned girls were on the bed on opposite sides, each with their hands around the base of one of the biggest dildos he’d ever seen, working it back and forth trying to fit it into blondie’s cunt.  Olivia was on the bed cursing and swearing with her head drooped down while she dealt with the pain from the giant cock there were slowly pushing into her body. 

The black dildo was as big around as a beer can and it looked like they had a good four inches or so shoved inside.

“That’s enough girls, we’re just trying to punish her, not tear her apart,” he said as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.  “Get a slightly smaller one and open her ass up and then we can call her punishment complete, ok?”

Maria and Luisa just looked at him and nodded.  The pulled the big dildo out and Julio watched in amazement as her pussy gaped open for a few seconds before closing up.

Julio sat back and cracked open one of the beers from the fridge as the girls worked a very large rubber cock into Olivia’s asshole.  I’ll have to remember to clean out that fridge after tonight.  It’s not like anyone’s going to be back in this room anytime soon he thought to himself.

Olivia was struggling to breath normally while dealing with the pain.  The girls were gentle enough, but with something as large as the dildo they were slowly forcing up her ass, there was a point where gentle didn’t mean shit.  Of course they’d chosen the same monster dildo she’d fallen on the night she’d called Carl to come rescue her.  The same night Carl discovered her plan to “educate” the girls.  That was three weeks ago and now she’d taken the same dildo into her pussy with the girls help, and fortunately a much smaller one into her ass.  Of course “smaller” than the monster didn’t mean the one in her butt wasn’t big too, it just wasn’t the tree trunk they shoved into her pussy. 

Olivia was still in pain when Julio order them to get their stuff together and get into his car.  It was odd Olivia thought, when Julio asked her to pack several of her sexy outfits and a change of clothes in her backpack too.  “Is Dutch or Hector going to ask me to work tonight?  If so, I think we need to have a discussion about it because I think it’s time I stepped away from all this,” she stated as they sped along down the highway towards the cantina.  It was dusk and already the lights that lined the rows of stores along this stretch of road were starting to come on.

It was a rundown lonely part of town with plenty of boarded up businesses, a perfect place to hide a thriving whore house, and the perfect place to forget about a group of people that didn’t belong to regular society.  Olivia had a sense of foreboding as she held her backpack between her knees.  Her ass and pussy still hurt from the stretching the girls had given her but that wasn’t what worried her.  She’d packed more sexy clothes at Julio’s request than she’d ever taken before.  Far more than what she would normally wear when entertaining, and he’d said the girls were ready.  Ready for what? Ready to start working?  Her brain was putting it together but there was a piece missing.  There weren’t any girls Maria or Luisa’s age working at the cantina.  Where would they be having them work?  Some other place perhaps?  And was tonight when Dutch going to pay her for her services?  He’d promised her a thousand dollars for each girl plus a commission on their income.  Well he could keep that, Olivia didn’t want to be associated with that anyway, but was that part of tonight’s plan?

Everything felt wrong about Julio’s demeanor since he’d shown up today.  Olivia started thinking something very wrong was in the works, she started thinking about what her recourse would be if anything did go wrong.  Carl had said that the local cops were being paid off to stay far away from Dutch’s organization, so if something did go very wrong, she couldn’t count on them to help.  Who do I call if I can’t call the cops?

Her mind was going a million miles a minute when the landmarks starting looking familiar, they were getting close.  Who polices the police?  Who’s incorruptible?  The state police? The FBI?  Yeah!  The FBI!  I’ll call them if I need to!  Olivia grabbed her phone and quickly thought she might have time to send a quick note, letting somebody know where she was.  “Hi Stace!” she tapped out.  “At the cantina I told you about.  Don’t have good feeling about this.  Call for help if you don’t hear from me later.  Love ya!”  She sent the text quickly and then shoved her phone in the front pouch of her backpack, an easy place to retrieve it if she needed it quickly. 

Julio pulled in and stopped right by the rear entrance.  Everything he was doing today was out of character.  He always pulled around the fenced in parking lot out back.  From the road it just looked like a fence along the back of the property, but it was really more like a coral with the patrons cars  held in an enclosed area.  It was where Julio always parked, except now.

Four bouncers surrounded the car and quickly pulled her and the girls out and escorted them inside. As she walked through the doorway, Olivia heard one of the guys say something about the girls stuff in the trunk and something about putting it in the van. 

The bar was mostly empty as they went through, but there was activity, except not from the patrons.  There were more bouncers there than she’d ever seen before, and two white guys who looked big and tough.  Dutch was standing there with Hector next to him, and then there was Pedro.  He was standing next to one of the big white guys and they were looking in her direction and whispering.  This was going to be really bad she thought and felt the blood drain from her face. 

There were six other girls standing in a group by the stage. Most of them looked older than her, but not by much.  Dutch was motioning to one of the bouncers, and the next thing Olivia knew, the girls were being ushered towards him.  Olivia was scared, and Maria and Luisa were clinging to her while the group of bouncers that had escorted she and the girls inside, stood surrounding them.  They were big and blocked out some of what was happening around them as the other group stood over by Dutch and Hector.

She heard letters being mentioned, A and B and then the bouncers were escorting each of the girls down the hallway towards the rooms where the girls worked.  It was their turn next as Dutch looked them over.  “Hello again my dear,” he said directing his gaze upon her.  “I hear the girls are more than ready.”  His smile was neutral and his eyes uncaring.  “All three of them A’s,” he said and then nodded to the bouncers containing their little group.

Olivia was totally confused, and maybe it was the lingering effects of the pot Julio had given her, dulling her senses, but it sounded like they had just been graded or something.  She and her girls were A’s, if that meant something good or bad she didn’t know, but suspected they would soon find out.

As they were pushed towards the doorway to the sex rooms, Olivia spied one of the big mean looking white guys staring a hole through her.  He was tall, well over six feet tall if she was guessing, and tough looking.  He didn’t have any distinguishing marks or scars, so that wasn’t what made him look mean.  It was his eyes, they looked like the eyes of a serial killer, and he was following her group back in through the doorway to the rooms where the girls had sex. 

Two of the bouncers stopped when Pedro suddenly appeared in the doorway of the first room.  It was the room where he liked to anally rape Maria and Luisa.  Her efforts to protect the girls from a scumbag like Pedro seemed moot on this evening.  Olivia felt like she was marching to her death as she was walked all the way to the end of the hallway, where her room was.  There was only the one bouncer still pushing her and the girls forward, and the big white guy ranging behind them.  Her room was just a short distance away when she started to hear the other girls behind their own curtains.  It was the sounds of slapping flesh, something that was heard up and down this hallway on a daily basis.

She’d done the same thing in her own room so many times herself.  In her room was where she had fun with customers.  This did not have the feeling like anything even remotely related to fun was about to happen.  This had the feeling that her happy life was coming to an end. 

Olivia was the first through the doorway into her now familiar room and Luisa was the next through.  The bouncer behind her pushed her violently onto the bed just as she heard a scream and looking up quickly, saw Maria yanked backwards out through the doorway.  Pedro’s evil face peered around the corner and grinned.  His crooked teeth and twisted smile made her cringe as he laughed and spat, “Nice knowing you!” and then laughed all the way down the hall, dragging Maria behind him.  She could hear the girls muffled cries and knew bad things were going to happen to all of them.   The bouncer whom she’d seen working the door on her previous visits, but whom she’d never had any interaction with, nor given him any reason to carry out what was to follow, ordered her to strip.  The rest was awful.

The guy forced her onto her knees and then anally raped her.  It was the reincarnation of Pedro with the brutality he exhibited on her body.   Olivia understood the sounds she’d been hearing as she was walked down the hallway, the other girls were getting their punishment or whatever it was they chose to call it too.  She felt a wet spot on the mattress where her tears were pooling up as the man pounded her ass.  He was wearing a condom too, just to desensitize his cock enough to keep from cumming right away.

And when he was done, the big mean white guy came in and took his turn, also fucking her ass with an angry viciousness to it.  Olivia felt him reaching really deeply into her ass and knew he had a substantial cock.  It didn’t feel especially big around, but it was long and it felt like he was shoving her insides back into her guts.  It was extremely painful and as the tears rolled down her cheeks, Olivia wondered what they hell she was doing in this situation.  She’d chosen to be here by her own will, her own actions, and she would pay dearly for it.  How dearly was the only question left to be answered…

End of Book 2.