Alexa (closed for Tx_Liquor)

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The brothel sat in the middle of a stone alleyway drenched in red neon. Automobiles slowly worked their way through the throng of criminals and sex tourists clogging up the one-lane road in hopes of getting lucky in one of the many brothels, strip clubs and massage parlors surrounding them.

Prostitution was legal here, but that only meant the act of selling sex for money. There was still plenty of crime going on wherever you chose to look. And the women who worked in these establishments weren't all there by choice.

Alexa was a prime example. Shortly after her son was born, she had fallen in with the wrong crowd and found herself kidnapped and trafficked here, sold to the proprietor of this establishment for a few handfuls of cash. She had been quickly instructed and put to work. Without a passport or access to her earnings, and with security watching the doors, escape seemed more an more impossible. But the memory of her son, and the hope of seeing him again, gave her strength when she felt as though she had none left.

Alexa contemplated her situation as she gazed at herself in the mirror. She was so lost in thought, she almost didn't hear the buzzing or notice the blinking red light in her room. Her signal to get to work. She shut her eyes and mentally prepared herself.

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Alexa stepped through the glittering red streamers acting as curtains concealing her private bedroom and onto the lit neon floor. She was in a small glass booth, sandwiched between others in a row in the basement, an item on display to a collection of men on the other side of the glass milling about. Thumping, rhythmic techno music oozed through the aging sound system and she began to dance.


She was dressed in red lace lingerie, but covered that with a see-through plastic raincoat that caught and distorted the neon lights, creating strange and attractive shapes as she moved her body. The booths were a few steps above the clients, making her look taller and more desirable.

If one of these men took a liking to her, they would pay a cashier and a light would go on in front of Alexa. She would retire to her room and be greeted with a client and be expected to meet his demands.
 
After a few moments, Alexa's light did turn on to indicate someone was wanting to spend more hand one time with her. Minutes ticked by like hours as she waited, not knowing who would enter and what he may want to do with her. While there were strict rules against damaging the merchandise, Alex had learned that a client could pay if a girl had to be out of work for a while so long as she didn't end up with scars.

When the door finally opened her client entered, already starting to take of his expensive suit. He moved to the wet bar, put a card in the reader, and poured himself a drink as his card was charged.

Turning and still standing he sipped the amber liquid and looked Alexa over. "I've had a really bad day, hon. Come here." He gestured with his hand and pointed at his feet as if to indicate where he wanted her. "On your knees. I really need to relax." He grinned a bit and went back to his drink while he waited for her to comply.
 
Alexa approached the entitled man in the Italian shirt and decided to leave the clear raincoat on, at least for now. She gracefully sank to her knees in front of him and began toying with his fly.

"Poor baby," she forced herself to coo, "tell me all about it."

Her hand reached into his open fly and she began stroking his mound, preparing him.

The client took another swig of his drink, and Alexa forced his trousers open. His hard cock was fighting to get out of his boxers. She left it caged for a moment, trying to build up the man's appetite, slowly stroking the sides of his legs with her soft hands.
 
The man looked down, approving smile on his lips as he leaned back and enjoyed the affection. "Lost a client because someone didn't send an email. I mean, it's more complicated than that. There's a back story a, a build up, a server project... but in the end, if someone in my company had just sent a fucking email, we wouldn't have lost that client." As he spoke he reached down on his own and freed his thick cock.

"All I could think about was going home to a woman who appreciated me. Worshiped me." He twisted around to get another drink and poured a double as he continued his fantasy, "I knew you would, hon. All I could think about was how good you'd make me feel."

This was the first time she'd ever seen this man, and he probably did this same role-play with other girls. But he was still a paying customer and so far he seemed less of a freak than some of the other stories Alexa had been told.
 
"Someone makes a mistake and you pay for it." Alexa gently stroked his erect cock. "They give you shit for one thing that went wrong and overlook all the things that you did right. They don't appreciate you there, do they? Everything that you've done for them."

She felt his body relax slightly as the drinks began to affect him, loosening him up.

"At least there's someone who does appreciate you." She kissed the tip of his cock. "And all the things you can do."

The tip passed into her lips and she began to massage his cock with her mouth, slowly and methodically to put him at ease.
 
The man moaned and took in a sharp breath as she worked his cock. He put the drink down, no longer interested in it, and ran his fingers through Alexa's hair. He never moved, letting her work him over nice and slow.

"Oh, you just love sucking my cock, don't you." He kept his eyes closed, waiting for her to respond. "Nice and slow, baby. I love it when you go nice and slow."

The man continued to stroke Alexa's hair groaning and moaning. "Oh, baby. Just like that. Oh, you know how to suck me. Just like that." He let go of her hair and reached back to grab the bar. He was close and probably intended to have Alexa swallow every drop he was about to shoot into her mouth.

"Don't stop, don't stop. Yes..." He grunted now on the edge.
 
Alexa worked her tongue slowly and intensely on his cock. She was grateful he was interested in taking his time, so many clients couldn't wait or simply couldn't restrain themselves. A man who appreciated a woman, who let her take her time was a rare treat for Alexa.

The hard cock had little room to move in her mouth, Alexa couldn't quite believe how thick and long he was. She shouldn't have been surprised, with the man's build, but she wasn't quite used to men this endowed. He didn't need to see a hooker, he could have any woman he desired.

She continued to suck.
 
The man ran his fingers through her hair moaning and letting her work over his big dick. "Oh, yes... oh, you love it. You want it... yes, baby. Take it all." He gasped and started cuming in Alexa's mouth. "Oh. Oh fuck." For the first time all night he actually looked down and watched as Alexa sucked his seed from his shaft and met her eyes with desired and approval.

After sending wave after wave of heat down her throat he finally took a long and deep breath. "Oh, fuck, that was perfect." He ran his fingers through her hair and smiled, "I may have to ask for you again, next time. What's your name?"
 
Alexa slowly removed the hard cock from her mouth, her lips dragging against the moist skin. When it was out, she showed the white in her mouth to the man. She closed her eyes and her mouth, swallowed, then opened again.

"You were perfect too, sir." She answered. Then slowly rose to her feet, close to his hot body, until she stood before him, albeit at least a foot shorter. She looked into his eyes, returning the lustful look he gave her. If it were practiced or authentic, he couldn't tell.

"Alexa. They call me Alexa."

She leaned in and kissed him.
 
The man kissed her back, his tongue reaching into the mouth that had just held is cum. He pulled her to him and continue the long and deep kiss. Finally he let her go and smiled, "Alexa." He spoke as if testing the name or committing it to memory. "Well, Alexa, I will have to request you by name next time." He kissed her again and turned to finish his drink and collect this things.

Before leaving he glanced over his shoulder, gave her a parting smile, and left.

But a new customer light didn't come on and it seemed for a long while that Alexa wasn't on display. There was a sense of foreboding as a harsher light turned on and the door opened.

Victor walked in, smoking cigarette. He fixed a cufflink and put the cigarette out in a water glass that Alexa normally used for hydrating herself.
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"What was that?" He asked, his Spanish accent think and imposing. Victor rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck. "You suck the guy off and kiss him goodbye? You didn't even try to edge him? You didn't even tease him into staying longer and spending more money. You're job is to make me money. Do you understand?"
 
"He'll be back." Alexa tried to assure him. "Besides, he was too tired for a total fuck tonight anyway." She was tired too, but that wouldn't make any difference to Victor. "Better to save my energy for a client with more demands, wouldn't you agree?"

She wanted to add that there might be customers waiting for her, but she didn't want to risk suggesting that. She just wanted Victor out of the room. He had been the bane of her existence for the last 3 years, ever since she had been trafficked over here and purchased by him. He held all the power over Alexa and she knew it, but in her heart she refused to admit defeat.
 
"No." Victor said with a sneer, "Because if someone wanted to fuck your brains out, you'd have to turn around and fuck the next guy's brains out. You don't get to pick and choose who you save your energy for."

He crossed the room and grabbed Alexa by the arm and pulled her to the bed, "Let's pretend I'm a client." He threw her face down on the bed and started to yank open his belt, "And let's pretend I have just paid good money to fuck you. So I'm going to fuck you." He pulled out his thick cock and leaned over to pull off Alexa's clear coat.

"And for this example... I am going to fuck your brains out." He reached out and yanked Alexa's panties half way down her legs and stopped, not needing her to be naked as much as exposed.
 
Alexa yelled as her coat was pulled from her body, and was pushed back down. She thrashed as Victor pulled the pink lace from her hips and down her smooth legs.

She knew Victor would have his way with her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. He had done this countless times, and it was always rough, he had a cruel streak and energy to spare. She always fought back, even though there was no hope for escape, no one to call for help. But she couldn't bring herself to submit.

Victor pinned her down to the bed, his cock hovering over her firm, round buttocks.
 
Victor leaned over and pressed the tip of his shaft against Alexa's ass and eased in as his lips moved to her ear. "You don't get to save your energy." He stabbed her backdoor with his cock and put his full weight on her back, "You don't get to save anything." He started to pump his dick in and out of her rear with long, hard strokes. "You're mine. You're ass is mine. You're cunt is mine. Your mouth is mine. If I told you to swallow the cum of 50 men, you'd do it. You'd swallow those loads."

Victor started to speed up, obviously nearing his climax already. "Oh. Oh. Fuck. Yes. You fuck. It's all you do. You have no other purpose. You're a fuck toy. If you're not fucking. You're not making money." He grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her head back, "Say it! Tell me your'e a whore. Tell me you're my fuck toy!" He started to slow down, clearly not wanting to cum just yet.
 
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Alex'a body tensed up as she was violated repeatedly. She refused to cry, refused to answer him. Victor knew that she was his slave, a vessel, but Alexa refused to admit it.

The cock thrust deeper inside her, harder, faster, pounding her body into the dying springs of the mattress over and over. He pulled her hair back again and she shrieked in pain. He rammed his whole length into her tight asshole and she shut her eyes. She reluctantly whispered the words that Victor wanted to hear.

"...I'm a whore."
 
"Say it again. Louder." He refused to let up until she did. "Louder!" He mercilessly pounded her rear demanding she say the words louder until he was satisfied with her volume, no longer a whisper. It was as if that was what Victor needed as he thrust into her ass and shot his load deep into her rear with a loud groan.

Spent he rolled off her and lay there catching his breath. One hand dropping to slap her ass one more time. "Good. That was good." he said, breathlessly. "Now get ready. You're next client is going to fuck you in 20 minutes." He continued to lay there, vulnerable and exposed, slowing gathering his strength again.
 
Alexa slowly forced herself off of the sweaty bed, inching away from Victor. She worked a kink out of her body, then preceded to the bathroom and began running the sink, splashing water over her body.

She cleaned her face, then began cleaning Victor off of her. She tried to get the stink of him off, and gave herself a quick spray of cologne to mask the smell of the last men.

She toweled herself off and fixed her hair, then touched up her makeup.

Victor was still in bed, cock in the air, when she returned and began searching for a new set of lingerie to change into.

"Anything I should know about this next client?"
 
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Victor reached down and put his cock away, "Fuck. I don't know anything about your next one. We'll see." He sat up and rose from the bed, "Viewing window will open when I leave. Be sexy."

He smoothed out his shirt, washed his hands in the sink at the bar, and ran his fingers through his hair. "If you're a good girl, I might come back later and fuck you again. If you're a bad girl... I WILL come back and fuck you again." He looked over his shoulder, winked, and left the room.

The moment the door closed, the light went on and the mirror opened so that Alexa could see herself, but no who was on the other side. She would have no idea who she was putting on a show for, but somehow she was supposed to entice this mystery person to come screw her so Victor could make money.
 
Alexa approached the one way mirror, close enough that she had to close her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at herself. The music from the lobby began to seep through the speakers and she began to slowly sway to it. Normally, she would use her legs and ass to pull the men in, but now, she decided to keep it hidden. Her hands roamed slowly over her body, she teased her mystery man by playing with the strap on her pink panties for a minute or so.

After that, her hands cupped her breasts and she allowed each one to spill out of their lace cup. She gently rolled and squeezed her nipples, lowering her body so that they would be closer to eye level with whomever was on the other side.
 
The light changed, Alexa's seduction successful, and after a moment two people came into the room. One was a woman, blonde with blue eyes and glasses. She seemed older with a body shaped from years of fitness or cosmetic surgery. Her male companion was older, mostly grey, but moved with the athletic training of a superhero.

The woman made herself a drink and sat while the man started to strip off his clothes. She smiled and nodded, "You will do." She produced a phone and started to take pictures.
 
"Will do for what?" Alexa asked, trying not to show offense as she became an involuntary porn star for the woman's phone. The flash danced over Alexa's naked breasts as the man stripped down to nothing. Alexa studied the older man's body, she had been with worse, but older men did little to excite her. She could see her erection rise from his patch of silvering hair, and his breathing revealed definition in his abs.

Alexa wondered if Victor had okayed this. There was a strict no-phone rule in the building, not just to keep the girls from contacting the outside world, but also to keep the police from obtaining evidence on their operation. Most of the time, the ones with cameras were cheap young men who thought they were hot shit. These two were different. As ashamed as Alexa was to perform on camera, if anyone was looking for her, perhaps the pictures could help.
 
"Now. You strip." The woman ordered, her free hand opening her jacket and letting it fall to the floor. "Get on your knees and let him feed you his cock." The woman was no slipping out of her skirt, heels and her black lace under garments were all she had on now.

"Pretend you're worshiping his cock. Make love to it with your mouth." She commanded, her free hand now slipping into her lace panties and stroking herself.
 
Alexa took hold of the old man's legs, opened her mouth wide, then took the length of the man into her mouth. She played up the blowjob for the camera, making sure to keep constant eye contact and moving her face around in hopes that she could be recognized in the footage.

The man was rock hard within seconds and Alexa's petite mouth began to have trouble with it, but she kept at it. The woman with the camera started rubbing herself more roughly, her chest rising and falling with her breath as Alexa's lips sucked her partner's dick.
 
"Good girl." The woman said, moving to the bed to join her partner and their whore. She was naked now, her body covered in a thin layer of perspiration. "Now," she sat next to the older man and spread her legs, "Lick me nice and good." She nodded to the man and gestured, "Fuck her while she's goes down on me." And once more the photo flash began.
 
Alexa slowly withdrew, her lips giving the cock one last massage as it slipped out of her mouth and bobbed in the air. The girl knelt on all fours and slowly turned, showing the man her naked ass as she slinked towards the woman and knelt between her client's legs. The woman's camera continued taking pictures as Alexa began licking.

The woman's crotch was warm from friction, the pussy lips waiting to be stimulated. Alexa began flicking her tongue over, around, and inside. The camera watched the petite brunette go down as the man watched her hips hungrily. He took hold of Alexa's thighs and spread them open to wedge himself in, close enough to start stroking his cock against her cheeks before lining up with her asshole and pressing in.
 
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