You think your having it tough,try being a hooker during a pandemic. Part Two

$400 for three days work, and a chance of more,when I was so broke I was bumming smokes, I would do anything for that, famous last words.

I was sitting in the passenger seat of a Mercedes, my skirt up round my waist, rubbing my pussy gently with an “order”, not to climax, going to spend three days at where I didn’t know, with a guy I only knew as Johnathon, but who gave a damn , there was a pandemic on, fucking Corona Virus 19, and as a street walking hooker I was starving to fucking death.
I had only pulled my mask off a couple of times in the past week to suck a couple of dicks , and one of those bastards didn’t even have the $25 we agreed on, I got 22 bucks 48 cents and two fucking cigarettes , so to say times were tough was an understatement. Now here I was going to make 400 bucks and with the promise I could make more, drive on baby ,drive on, peddle to the metal lets go.
I don’t know exactly where we were, then suddenly we were turning into a drive way and at the end of the driveway was a house, OK when I say house I swear I thought it was a mother fucking Holiday Inn, it was huge, like REALLY HUGE, all the lights were on inside, if it had been snowing I would have said it was Santa’s Castle or something, where ever he lives.
“I hope you didn’t cum said Johnathon” and I was laughing as I got out of the car and pulled my skirt down, “no I didn’t ” I said “but those heated seats sure were nice on my butt”, and we were laughing. I pulled all the bags with the clothes and shoes Johnathon had bought me off the back seat and kicked the door closed ,the look I got was one of don’t do that, so I smiled and said sorry, and he pushed a bunch of numbers on the doorbell thing ,and we went in.
Holy Christ ,the place was the size of all the apartments in my building added together, ” I will show you where your bedroom is” he said, ” come with me “, and we went up the stairs. “You had better have this room ” he said opening the first door on the left, I kind of peeped in ,I was almost scared to see what was in there. It was a big room, a pretty room ,obviously decorated for a girl, pinks and whites, soft lighting, I loved it and decided there and then that when I got home to my shit pit I was going to do some decorating, well maybe buy some pink towels or something. .
I put my bags on the bed and stood there just looking. Johnathon opened a door and said ” this is the bathroom, have a bath, wash your hair ,get dressed in something we bought today, I will be back in half and hour” and he was gone.
Iv’e only got a shower in my dump, so to lay in a bath of hot water was wonderful ,even washed my hair sitting there , then rinsed the shampoo off under the shower head, and then laid back down again in the hot water, it was great ,only thing missing was a glass of champagne.
I got out of bath and dried myself on the softest towel I had ever used, then when I was dry I went into the bedroom laid out all my new clothes on the bed, and I decided I would wear a baby blue Victorian Bustier that pushed my boobs up so my nips were almost showing, put on the tiny matching G string ,then some white stockings, struggled to get them straight never having worn suspenders , put the dark blue ankle strap shoes on and I was standing admiring myself in the wardrobe mirror, thinking how nice I looked and how Johnathon was going to be paying me BIG BUCKS when it came time for me to go home, when he came walking in.
I turned to face him I felt GOOD and he said,” your G string goes on top of your suspender how do you think I can take your panties off if you have suspenders over them” ? Jesus fucking Christ I could feel my face burning as he walked out of the room saying hurry honey and use your brain in future.”
I wanted to shout I don’t fucking wear clothes like these ass hole ,but at the same time I wanted to cry.,I felt so stupid and I had let him down,God I hope that wasn’t part of my pay check going out of the window.
What the fuck is wrong with you idiot I said to myself, your here to get fucking paid, who gives a shit about him and his smug fucking attitude, but I could feel my eyes tearing up as I bent over to undo my suspenders and change my G string to go on top not underneath them, there was something of the Father I never had but always wanted in him.
The door opened as I stood up from straightening my stockings, he smiled and said “good, lets go” and I followed him out onto the landing down the stairs and into a room the size of football stadium. It was kind of dark, small tables with lit lamps were spread around the room, a chair each side of them ,he pointed to a chair and I sat down, ” wine he said “, ” please” I said and he poured me a glass of white , came and sat down in a chair next to me.
He took a drink and said ” well Brandy what have you done.” ? I was about to say my name is Sheila when a woman’s voice said” I broke a glass from the Sworvoski collection ” . I looked around the room and standing in a corner facing the wall at the other end of the room was the outline of someone.
“Come here “Johnathon barked, he scared me the way he almost shouted it out, the woman came over and stood in front of him. “This Sheila is my clumsy sister Brandy”,said Johnathon, so what did you do “? She looked down at here feet,” I am sorry SIR she said, it slipped out of my hand when I was drying it, and dropped to the floor.”
She called him Sir , I thought he said she was his sister, perhaps she is the maid and I misheard what he said ? He got up slowly and walked around the back of her, grabbing her hair he pulled her head backwards so she was looking at the ceiling, she let out a little scream, his hand went around to the front of her, and he grabbed her large left breast, digging his fingers into her flesh. The room seemed completely silent, the only sound I could hear was her making little gasping noises in her throat. I didn’t know what to do, I felt so sorry for her being humiliated like that in front of me .
He let her go, said ” you know where to go, I will give you five minutes,” and she almost ran out of the room shaking her hair where he had grabbed it.
I didn’t know what to say or do, I started mumbling something about how pretty she was, and he said “do you think so” ? I said “yes” and he said ” I guess she is, fucking clumsy, but I guess she is ” and he was smiling. I didn’t want to but I had to, I looked into my wine glass so as not to look at him and I said quietly “did you say she was your sister , as in real sister “. He gave a little laugh, “yes she is my sister “, how I don’t know but she is takes after my Mothers side of the family,they were all idiots.
Putting his hand in his pocket he pulled out a large handful of money, laid four Benjamin’s on the table,’ said ” thats what I promised you right ” and I said “yes” He said “stand up” and he counted out 5 more hundreds, put the rest in his pocket, rolled the 5 bills up said ” open your mouth ” and when I did he pushed them into my mouth, saying “now here’s a little taste of some extra if your a good girl”, and I could feel him pushing them into the back of my throat like he was trying to make me gag like a lot of guys do when I blow them, makes them feel special making the whore gag I guess.
He took them out of my mouth and threw them on the table, ” if your good he said you can take them all when you go home, hell you even take the table and lamp if you want” he said laughing.
” I put my glass down on the table and telepathically told the Benjamin Franklin’s looking at me,your coming home with me ass holes whether you want to or not..
I turned around and Johnathon was standing closer than he had been, “oops I said ,sorry I didn’t see you there”. His hand went to my belly and I could feel it begin to slowly slide down my tummy, until his fingers were rubbing the outside of my cunt lips through my G string. I said do you want me to call you Sir . No he said that’s reserved for my sister, maybe you could call me something else.
” I could call you Daddy” I said and laughed, but he didn’t say anything so I said ” is that what you would like me to call you, Daddy ” , and he said ” yeah OK ,call me Daddy, now come on l have someone to deal with”.
The stairs leading to the basement were not as impressive as the ones leading to the upper floor, AND MY BEDROOM but when me and Daddy got to the bottom stair the site that stretched out before me was amazing.
A Pool Table, an English Snooker Table, a Golf driving net thing and at one end a huge screen and armchairs for watching movies . I didn’t have time to see anything else,he opened a door and we went in to a room , a naked Brandy, kneeling on the floor her arms outstretched palms up holding a long thin cane in the air as if she was making an offering to some long forgotten God occupied the middle of the floor.
A huge narrow wooden solid box thing was just behind her, Johnathon took the cane from his sister’s outstretch hands ,told her to take her position, and she got up off her knees and scrambled to the box, standing by the side of it. Johnathon spoke to her as if she was some 10 year old child he said “ask Miss Sheila which way she would like to see you ride the box, length ways or side saddle”. Brandy turned her head to face me, “which way do you want me to ride the box she said” in a soft tiny voice .
I didn’t know what to say , she looked at me and said “well” ,and I said “side saddle”, why I don’t know,I was panicking, I think I forgot what the other choice was. Brandy went to the box ,standing on one side she hoisted herself up to lay across the top, her hands did not touch the floor on one side of the box and her feet were several inches off the ground on the other.
Johnathon took my hand and led me round to the side her feet were,” open your legs” he said to Brandy slapping her bottom with his hand. The woman spread her legs wide and Johnathon began to rub her cunt lips with his finger. “Have you ever had your fingers in another womans cunt”, he asked me, I said “yes a few times”, and he said “good, now see how many fingers you can get in this one”.
He said” Brandy pull your cunt lips open” and she put her arms under her tummy and took hold of her lips pulling them apart. I looked at Johnathon he nodded at her cunt and I started to put my middle finger into her pussy. ” Is she wet” he said, I sounded horse when I whispered yes, and he laughed ?
He pulled my hand away from her and pushed his middle finger deep into her wet cunt. “You whore he said to her, who have you been fucking today” ,but she remained silent while he withdrew his finger from her vag, only to tuck his little finger under his thumb he violently started to push the three remaining fingers into Brandy’s cunt.
Her begging for him to be careful fell on deaf ears as he partly withdrew his three fingers only to add his little finger and his thumb to the invading flock of fingers she knew what was coming ,she pleaded with him not to hurt her , banging her feet and hands on the side of the oak box, she screamed one long pitiful scream as his fingers and thumb twisted and turned as it disappeared into her tight pussy ,all the way up to his knuckles where it remained until her kicking and screaming and hand banging stopped , and the only sound in the room was her gently sobbing and saying she was sorry , she was sorry over and over again.
Johnathon stood looking at me, suddenly I hated this man, I reached out and took his wrist and slowly started to pull his hand out of her cunt, the look in his eyes and his facial features had changed
enough to made me shudder, the soft brown glow and smile had gone, and he lifted my hand off of his, and violently pulled his hand out of Brandy’s special place, causing her to scream in pain again and he stormed out of the room .

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