Corrupted

Ella was feeling good, excited, relaxed, and basking in Al attention. He loved her so much, and made her feel so special, and although she was a little uncomfortable with some of the things he was asking of her, she knew that was due only to her provinciality, and she was determined to be the girl for him, the sophisticated city girl he was teaching her to be.

"Yes, my whore. I am going to fuck your asshole. Say that for me, my sweet slut. I am going to fuck your pretty little ass and make a movie of it."


She blushed, and smiled shyly at him, looking at the camera.

"You going to f..fuck my little ass, and make a movie of it!"

She stuttered over the dirty word, but managed it, her blush deepening. He wanted to record his love for her!!

"We will have a movie to show everyone exactly how I love you. To show what a wonderful, perfect slut you are turning into. You said you wanted to be in movies, so this will be fun. But it will be the end of the movie. The big finish, yes? Now, I want you to take off that pretty dress for me."

She grinned and stood, shyly beginning to peel the skin tight dress off, then unfastening the balcony bra, and removing it. She undressed very slowly, glancing up at the camera every few moments. She was shy, her natural modesty competing with her desire to please Al. The unconscious result was that she performed a very sexy, slow strip tease!

"That's good. Now turn for me. Slowly, whore. Bend down and let me see that ass. Now slide your little panties off for me. Good girl. Now look back at the camera and tell everyone how much you want to show off for them, and what a good little whore you're going to be."



She did as he told her, excited that she was pleasing him so. She turned slowly around, blushing profusely, before she bent right over, the tiny thong barely showing where her pussy peaked through between her thighs. Al massaged her thighs, her ass, relaxing and encouraging her, and giving her the strength to continue.

Slowly, looking over her shoulder, she smiled, and hooked her thumbs into the tiny waistband of the thong, before she slid it down, catching it on the tops of her thigh high boots! She blushed, she had forgotten to remove them. She'd do it in a minute.

She moaned as Al ran his finger along her soaking slit, and she shuddered with sensation. As he opened her pussy lips, the cold air made her throb, visibly so, her clit engorged and dark red.

"Now reach down here for me. Feel your pussy. Touch it for me."

She'd never done that before, and he guided her fingers as he showed her where her clit was, and where the entrance to her pussy was. She cried out, excited by how the touch made her feel, thrilled with her new discovery. She began to stroke her clit, her body shaking with excitement.

"Oh Al! It feels so good!! My...my... Oh I dont know what its called... but here..."
she touched her clit, running her fingers over her pussy, before dipping one inside herself, the wet, sucky sound noisy in the quiet room "here, it feels so good, Al, so good!! I never knew, I never knew!!"

"Now you must only touch yourself here if I tell you to, my pretty slut, but I want you to now, while I'm filming you. When you get a finger nice and wet, I want you to slide it into your asshole for me, understand, sweetness?"

She nodded enthusiastically. She touched herself over and over, one finger dipping inside her tight, virginal, but dripping channel, her clit, excited, becoming visible as the hood shrunk back. She was soaking, and her inner thighs were damp, and she had forgotten all about taking off the boots for the moment, as excited as she was. She could hardly bear to removed her fingers from her newly discovered pleasure playground, but she wanted to please Al, and she remembered what he said about her ass.

Smiling at the camera, she brought one ddripping finger to her dark enterance, and slowly pressed it inside. She panted, as it burned, but knew from before, when Al had done it to her that it would soon feel good. What had he done?? Yes, he had used two fingers!! She brought a second finger, and pumped both inside her ass, opening herself, and smiling at Al.

"Ooooh that feels sooooooooo good!!" she moaned, "but not as good as when you did it to me Al! What can I do to make it better, to make it like it was when you put your fingers in me Al?"


"You look so sexy, my sweet whore. Are you having fun?"


"Oh yes Al!! This is the most fun I ever had!! I want more, lots more!! You are so good to teach me this, it feels soooooo incredibly good!!"
 
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"Ooooh that feels sooooooooo good!!" she moaned, "but not as good as when you did it to me Al! What can I do to make it better, to make it like it was when you put your fingers in me Al?"

He grinned as he watched her finger-fucking her asshole, moaning with pleasure and convinced it was perfectly normal. As delicious as it was to watch her, though, it was only the start of what he had planned, and her question had reminded him of exactly what the next steps were.

"Well, when I had my fingers in you, you had something in your mouth, remember?" he answered her. "And of course, you had people watching you. Would you like it if people watched this movie we are making? Do you want people to see what a good little whore you are? If you like, we could put it on the internet and let people watch it. They could see how sweet you are and how well you take care of your man. I know you are such a show off you will love that."

He walked around her, filming her from every angle as he spoke. She was so perfect, supremely trusting, absurdly beautiful, with those perfect tits swaying below her as she bent over. Standing behind the could, directly in front of her, he opened his pants. He eased his hard cock out and waved it in front of her face, and then took her by the hair. He slid into her mouth, rocking his hips back and forth a few times as she swallowed his cock, taking him deep in her throat without protesting. Just a few strokes, to get him covered in spit, and then he pulled out, still holding her by the hair.

"Now, my princess, my cumslut, do you want to show everyone how special you are? Are you ready to take Al's cock up your ass, like a good whore?"
 
She blushed at his words, about people watching them, but she got a really strong tingling feeling deep inside of her, that turned to a throb at the thought of people seeing just how much she and Al loved one another.

And of course, he was talking about making a movie, it wouldn't be like there were others in the room....... she blushed at her line of thought. Was it sinful? It was all about the powerful love they felt for each other, and this, she could see from his face would make him happy, very happy indeed.

" Would you like it if people watched this movie we are making? They could see how sweet you are and how well you take care of your man."

She blushed at his compliment. Yes it would be good, and it would be fun too!!

"yes Al, I think that is a great idea. I'd love for others to see what a lucky girl I am!" She wanted to compliment him too!

She was fucking her ass quite enthusiastically now, having worked in a second finger which she was scissoring with the first, moaning a little at the burn, and the pleasure it induced. She smiled for the camera as he moved around, and then she sucked his cock for all she was worth. She was feeling very excited now, and she managed to get her nose to touch his stomach the way he had shown her it should.

"Now, my princess, my cumslut, do you want to show everyone how special you are? Are you ready to take Al's cock up your ass, like a good whore?"


She was bright red, with excitement, embarassment, and a little fear. This was important to Al, she knew that from the tone of his voice, and she wanted so badly to please him. He had been so very good to her, this was the least she could do for him.

"Yes Al, your little cumslut wants to show everyone how much she wants your cock up her ass!! I want to be... to be a good little whore for you Al!!" she wriggled her ass for emphasis, and she was feeling very aroused now, eager for him.

"Al, will you please teach me how to be a good little cumslut for you, a good little whore, show me how to take a big cock up my ass!!"

She knew he liked those words, those funny little terms of endearment, and she used them now, excited in a dark way, by the use of them. She was pleased that she was beginning to come out of her shell a little.
 
"Al, will you please teach me how to be a good little cumslut for you, a good little whore, show me how to take a big cock up my ass!!" she begged, and he couldn't help chuckling softly. She had learned her lessons well, and seemed to know exactly what she was becoming.

His cock was as hard as he thought it had ever been, as he stepped behind her. Precum was flowing steadily from the tip as he rubbed it against her asshole, combining with her spit and the juice from her pussy her fingers had rubbed in to put a nice slick coat on the tiny little hole. One hand held the camera trained on her round little ass, with his thick, hard cock pushing against the hole, and the other reached down to grab her long, dark hair, holding it like reins and pulling back, not too roughly yet, but firmly.

"Try to relax your ass, baby." He pushed a little and for a second it seemed like it was going to go in, but then it slipped, gliding up the crack of her ass. He clenched his teeth, biting back exasperation, and whispered softly. "I know you want to show everyone what a good little slut you are. I know you want everyone to see how good you take a cock up your ass, so I need you to help get it in there, like a real whore. Show me you can do it like a pro, my pretty angel. Reach back and put my cock in your ass."

He gave the slightest little tug on her hair, just to remind her who was boss, and because it made her ass arch up so beautifully. When he felt her fingers brushing against his balls as she reached for him, he eased back, letting the tip of his cock slide down until it was pressed against her asshole again, her pretty fingers with her nails done perfectly at the salon wrapped around it.

"That's a good girl," he said, his voice taut with his desire. Her fingers were turning him on too much, and he knew he had to hold off. "Now just relax and lean back into it. You are going to love getting your ass fucked like the little whore you are."

He felt her pushing back as he pushed against the tight hole, her fingers gripping him, holding him steady. Then the taut little ring of muscle began to stretch, and his cock began to slide inside. It was slow, but after a minute or so of straining, the head finally slid into her, her asshole stretched around the shaft with the rim inside her, and he began to push, rocking his cock in and out, a little deeper each time, as inch by inch, his shaft worked its way up her asshole.
 
"Try to relax your ass, baby."

Ella was trying, she really was, but he was just too big! Still, Al seemed confident it would work, and she knew he loved her so much, would never hurt her.

"I know you want to show everyone what a good little slut you are. I know you want everyone to see how good you take a cock up your ass, so I need you to help get it in there, like a real whore. Show me you can do it like a pro, my pretty angel. Reach back and put my cock in your ass."

He pulled her hair, making her back arch. She reached back.

"You're sure its going to fit Al?? Its really big, and .... be gentle with me, wont you?"



"That's a good girl, Now just relax and lean back into it. You are going to love getting your ass fucked like the little whore you are."


Her voice was barely a whisper, but she did as he asked, and she managed to hold his dick and she pushed back, as he pushed forward, and slowly she began to burn and strectch, and finally, after a minute, he popped inside, his cock head making it past the tight anal ring. It hurt like hell, and she was moaning and whimpering quite loudly, as she tried to deal with the pain. He pushed in further, and she panted, as he thrust in gently, little by little getting deeper inside of her.

"Oh Al! Oh fuck Al, fuck! fuck! fuck!!"

She never swore normally, but she was beginning to feel as though she would split in two. Her whole body was quivering, and his cock felt enormous as it thrust its way in. She was moaning, and it occured to her, that perhaps if she touched herself the way he had shown her, that might help.

She did. It did. She rubbed her little clit, and as the plesure grew, it melded with the pain, and gave her an intense, dark, pleasure.

Her moans took on a more erotic sound now, and as his balls hit her pussy, she cried out.

"Oh God! Al! That is so good!! Oh yes! It feels great!!!"

She began to bounce gently against him, moving a little off of him, and then back down, and all the while her fingers flicked her clit, and then, with an ear piercing scream she came, her body convulsing, and wave after wave crashed thtough her. It went on for the longest time, and when it was over, she could feel him still rock hard inside her ass. She smiled.

"Was that okay, Al? It was okay for me to touch myself, wasn't it?"
 
He clenched his teeth as her ass gripped his cock, so tight it felt like she was trying to break it off. She rocked back and forth, and the pressure was so intense it was all he could do not to cum in her ass right then. He knew she wouldn't mind, but it wouldn't make for very good porn. So he forced himself to hold back, and watched as she began to play with her pussy, fucking her asshole back and forth along his cock. The little whore was really enjoying herself, he thought to himself, smiling.

Then she started to cum, and her hips stopped rocking back and forth. He began to thrust, then. He pushed his cock deep, burying it in her, smacking his hips off her ass hard enough to knock her forward. He pulled back on her hair to stop her from slipping off his cock entirely, and then dragged her back as he slammed in again. He pounded her ass through her orgasm, and then slowed, stroking into her less brutally when she spoke.


"Was that okay, Al? It was okay for me to touch myself, wasn't it?"


"Oh yes, little whore. But now you must stop. Now I want you to try to cum for me just from this." He slammed his cock into her ass again, holding her back by her hair again. "Do you think you can do that, for me, whore? Are you the little slut I hope you are, sweet girl? Show me that you truly are my special little cumbucket."

He began to fuck her hard then, drilling his cock into her ass again and again, hearing the loud slaps as his hips smacked against her cheeks, and pulling her back by her hair each time. Her asshole had stretched out a little, it was still tight, still almost painful as he slid the thickest part of his shaft past the straining ring, but he knew she could take it. She would take whatever he told her to, he smiled. She'd take it proudly.

He kept pumping, and kept the camera on her, mostly on her ass as he drilled in and out, but also on her breasts as they jumped underneath her with each hard thrust, and her face, a study of pleasure and pain and thoughtless devotion that excited him even more than the iron grip of her ass on his cock.

"Make me proud, my sweet slut," he whispered, encouraging her. "Cum for me. Cum for the cock in your ass. Look at the camera, precious, and tell everyone how much you love getting fucked in the ass"
 
"Now I want you to try to cum for me just from this."

"Okay Al! I'll try I'll try my very best!!". She had no reason to suspect that this might be difficult. Afterall, until just the day before, she did not know her body could do that at all!! She thrust back on him enthuastically.

"Do you think you can do that, for me, whore? Are you the little slut I hope you are, sweet girl? Show me that you truly are my special little cumbucket."

She wanted to be his special girl, the sweet little slut he wanted her to be. She would try her damnedest!!

He began to fuck her hard then, drilling his cock into her ass again and again, hearing the loud slaps as his hips smacked against her cheeks, and pulling her back by her hair each time.

His hands in her hair, pulling her hard agaisnt him, set her on fire, and she was still super sensetive from her earlier orgasm, and the combination of Al's thrusts, her hair pulled, and his words drove her rapidly up the slope again, her climax shimmering so near.

She was struggling with the biggest part of his dick. The thick base stretched her anal ring incredibly, but the burn and the pain felt good, it heightened and darkened her pleasure. She was so close.

"Make me proud, my sweet slut,"Cum for me. Cum for the cock in your ass. Look at the camera, precious, and tell everyone how much you love getting fucked in the ass"

That tipped her over the edge. Her face a mask of pleasure, she looked at the camera as she moaned.

"I love having a cock in my ass!! Its so good, and Oh God! I cumming, I'm cumming, I'm oh God Al! Fuck my ass! fuck it so hard!!!!!"

she screamed, her body going into an incredibly intense orgasm, much, much more prounounced than her last, and she convulsed, moaning in pleasure, as Al held her hair, and reamed her ass!
 
Too much this time, as her perfect ass clenched and ground back against him, her whole body writhing and shaking as she came. His hips slammed against her ass as he drilled her, but it was the end, he knew. With her ass pulling at his cock and the filthy words pouring out of her mouth, not to mention the obscene sight of her body impaled on his dark pole, he knew it was a matter of moments.

So while she was still high on her own orgasm, still screaming her pleasure, he pulled his cock out of her ass, with a sound like a cork being pulled out of a bottle. He pulled her around by her hair, spinning her so she faced him, and before she could think to object, he pushed his cock in her mouth again.

"That's a good little whore, finish my cock off with your mouth, so everyone will see what a good cocksucker you are!" He pushed her head down, forcing his cock down her throat, and pumped his hips, fucking her face as crudely as any porn star, but just for a few strokes. His balls were boiling, and he felt the length of his cock strain as his cum built up pressure.

Then he pulled out of her mouth. "Now we will let everyone see how good you are to your man, how proud you are of being my cumslut! OH FUCK YES!"

His cum began to spurt out, long, gooey streams that splattered across her face. He still held the camera in one hand and used the other to jerk himself off, coaxing more jets of cum out, coating her lips and her cheeks, spattering her nose and forehead. The camera shook in his hand a bit, but for the most part, he was able to hold it steady.

"Oh my sweet whore," he groaned as he finished. "I think this is going to make a wonderful movie. I am so proud of you, my pretty slut."
 
Her orgasm was intense, powerful and all consuming. she was utterly wrapped up in it, and she didn't realise what was happening until after it had happened.

"That's a good little whore, finish my cock off with your mouth, so everyone will see what a good cocksucker you are!"

Al pulled out of her, spun her around, and shoved his cock deep into her mouth, driving right into her throat, making her gag. Seconds later, he pulled out and came all over her surprised, and passion infused face. His words rung in her ears, making her throb once again with excitement. It was crude, but somehow she loved it, knowing that it was something that meant so much to her boyfriend. She had sucked him clean, before the musty taste assulted her, and by then he was pulling out of her mouth once more.


"Now we will let everyone see how good you are to your man, how proud you are of being my cumslut! OH FUCK YES!"


She smiled up at him, eager to show just how good she was to her man, and was still smiling when she felt the first spurt across her face. She was taken by surprise, and that was evident on her face, but sh e managed to keep still, and keep smiling as pulse after pulse of his hot seed sprayed across her face, and dripped down over her tits, some running into the deep valley between her breasts, more dripping from her engorged nipples.


"Oh my sweet whore," he groaned as he finished. "I think this is going to make a wonderful movie. I am so proud of you, my pretty slut."


She looked up at him, smiling innocently.

"I love you Al, so much!!!" she beamed, and then she began to lick her lips. She looked up at him again.

"Is it okay, Al, if I lick it all off? I dont want to waste it!
"

Then she licked off what she would reach wiith her tongue, using her fingers to scoop up what she could not easily reach, and finally, feeling decidedly naughty, she lifted up her breasts, one at a time, and licked each one clean, before sucking momentarily on her own nipple, moaning as she enjoyed the sensation.
 
Alamut sat back on the sofa heavily, grinning as he filmed this incredible beauty licking his cum off her massive tits. Not wanting to waste it, he grinned. He really had struck gold this time. He had thought it would take weeks, maybe longer to ease her around, from her holy-rolling Christian background to this sort of thoughtless depravity, but in less than 24 hours, she had turned into a complete slut, without blinking.

Better yet, she was still a virgin. As tempted as he was to change that, he had a plan that he had every intention of following through on. Besides, she was eager to suck his cock at the drop of a hat, and he had a feeling she was going to be as ready to take it up the ass after this.

"No, my beauty, do not let any of my cum go to waste," he said, chuckling. "But I think that is enough for your movie, for now. Say goodbye to everyone watching, now."

When she had, he switched the camera off and set it on the coffee table. His cock was aching from all the use it had seen, but not in a bad way. He grinned as he watched her finish lapping up his cum, and then he patted his lap. Just like he would have for any pet, he grinned.

"You are doing so well, my beauty. Tell me, I know you like sucking cock and being fucked in the ass. Would you like more cocks to fuck your ass and your mouth? Do not be shy, sweet whore. I only want to be sure my slutty angel is happy."

He caressed her asscheeks and her breasts as he questioned her, whispering softly to her. He smiled and kissed her when she had answered, and then stood her up, standing up himself. He patted her gently on the ass, and whispered. "I want you to think about what you need to be comfortable here. I have some things that I must do and I will be out for an hour or so, but I would like to come back and spend the night with you, if you do not mind. I don't want you to play with your pussy while I am gone unless you are able to make video of it."

He kissed her, squeezing her ass again, and telling her how beautiful she was. Then he left, dancing down the stairs. He would take the camera home, upload the video he had made onto the website he had created. He would search through the video as well, for the right images to use on the underground New York Escort sites that he knew. He was sure that if she believed she was helping him, she would do almost anything he asked of her.
 
"Say goodbye to everyone watching, now."

He was so silly, so romantic, and she waved shyly at the camera.

"Bye bye!! Hope you enjoyed it as half as much as I did!! See you soon!!"

She giggled, feeling silly, but knowing that she was making her man happy. He invited her up onto his lap, and she climbed on happily, cuddling into him. She rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his arms around her, and felt so incredibly loved. She loved him so much, she'd do anything for him, and she knew, without asking, that he'd take such care of her. It was precious!!

"You are doing so well, my beauty."

"Thank you Al!! It means so much to me that I please you!!"


She beamed, swelling with pride, delighted that he was so pleased with her. She looked down at her body shyly, hardly able to believe that it was hers. She was denuded of hair on her mound and on her pussy lips, her legs had been waxed too, and were free of even the tiny light hairs she had had. Her false nails, bright red to match her lipstick were like talons, and she had trouble picking up anything, and best of all, her beautiful ring worn proudly on her index finger.

" Tell me, I know you like sucking cock and being fucked in the ass. Would you like more cocks to fuck your ass and your mouth? Do not be shy, sweet whore. I only want to be sure my slutty angel is happy."


Ella was shocked!! Had she heard correctly?? More cocks??

"You mean cocks that aren't yours?? But that would be so..... so...."
she trailed off, confused. "Is that something people do here? Al? I thought it was like one man, and one girl? You and me? I.... I don't know Al? Surely that would make you mad... make you hate me??? wouldn't it?? I mean... I'd only really thought about your cock!"

She blushed, feeling terrible decadent saying that word. He continued to stroke her very sensitive body, her nipples peaking, and her ... what did he call it again?.... she kept forgetting the names of all these newly discovered... bits... her clit! that was it, her clit pulsed as he spoke, and she shuddered, and felt a funny little trickle of moisture ooze out of her pussy, she blushed, just thinking that word, but that was what Al called it, and she must get used to it, a trickle of liquid lust oozed from her, as he spoke of many cocks, and it dripped onto Al's thigh!

She was doubtful, but she didn't want to let him down.

"Would you like it Al, if c.. if cocks other than yours were in my mouth or... or my um bottom.... I mean my ass? I guess I could think about it!"

"I want you to think about what you need to be comfortable here. I have some things that I must do and I will be out for an hour or so, but I would like to come back and spend the night with you, if you do not mind. I don't want you to play with your pussy while I am gone unless you are able to make video of it."

She smiled at him, thinking he was teasing her! What did she need to be comfortable here?? Not much more than she had!

"I dont know Al, whatever you think I might need. I will need some more clothes, I guess, mine are so... old fashioned I guess, I dont want to embarrass you!" For a horrible minute she imagined his friends teasing him about having such a frumpy girlfriend!! No way would she embarass himl like that!! No matter how strange the clothes and things felt to her, she would do it for him, to make Al proud!!

"Oh please spend the night Al, please!!"
She was scared to be here over night on her own, especially after what had happened!! She wanted Al to move in with her, to take care of her.

"And I promise! I wont play with my pussy!!! Not unless you want me to!! I'll tell you what, its your pussy!! I am yours, I belong to you, in every way, so my pussy is yours!!!"

She gave him a big kiss, and begged him to hurry back to her!
 
He was gone a little over an hour. He posted clips of the video of her at the deli on several sites he knew that hosted free porn. He would have to fuzz out the other patrons before he put the whole thing up anywhere, but the video he made in his apartment, fucking her ass and giving her a facial, he put on the pay site he had set up.

She was right about needing clothes, he realized, and that was a bit of a problem. He had just about spent all his money already. He knew it was an investment that would pay off for him, once the website got a little traction, but he knew he was walking a fine line. There were still a couple of outfits he had bought for her that afternoon that she could wear, and he would see how things went on the site tomorrow. He knew New York was full of guys who would pay good money to fuck her mouth, though the thought made him frown. Then he reminded himself that this was business. You can't make any money if you won't sell your product.

As he came back up to her apartment, he had made up his mind. He would arrange for her to do a little work for him that night. That way, he would get over the idea of keeping her to himself, and she would get a taste of who and what she was to be. The trick was picking the right customer. Just as he was slipping the key into the lock, it came to him. The old guy from the Upper West Side. Three times he had called Al and asked him to pick up a call girl, then made him drive around the city while he got his cock sucked. He always paid absurdly well, and Al had his number and address saved on his phone, just in case.

"Come here, my sweet slut," he called as he came in the door. He set the shopping bags down, and pulled her into his arms for a kiss. "I brought you some more clothes. I also have something important that I must ask you. Come and sit." He sat down on the sofa and patted his lap, holding her tight in his arms. No matter how hard he tried, though, he couldn't seem to keep his hands away from her tits and ass.

"I do not know what sort of job you have here, but I wish to ask you this. How would you like to work for me? You see, this city is full of rich, horny men who would pay good money to spend time with such a pretty cocksucker as you are, my love."
 
While Al was gone, Elle walked around the apartment, practising her walk in the very high heels he had brough her. Every creak, or sound had her on edge and the time he was gone seemed much longer to her, than it actually was.

Finally, the door opened, and she lept into his arms, delighted to have him back.

"Oh Al! You seemed to be gone so long! I was so nervous without you! I know its silly, but I feel so safe when you are there, when you're with me, protecting me, and keeping me safe!"


"I brought you some more clothes."

She let out a little squeel of delight, and would have run over to check her gifts out, but she stayed where she was, on his knee.

"I do not know what sort of job you have here, but I wish to ask you this. How would you like to work for me? You see, this city is full of rich, horny men who would pay good money to spend time with such a pretty cocksucker as you are, my love."


"My ....my job here?? Oh, I thought I told you. I am to begin work in the bank, remember I was.... " she trailed off, a little embarassed, before she remembered this was Al, she had nothing to be ashamed of with him. "I did mention it before, i know. I am to start on Monday, after the weekend, but .... well, I'm not sure anymore. I get so scared when I dont have you to protect me. What if something happened to me on the way to work or something. But I dont want to be a burden on you. I will go to my job, coz I know I need to pay my way!!"


Then the rest of his words sank in.

"Really? I could work for you? You'd do that for me Al? Oh you are so good to me! Thank you!! And it seems so easy, just keeping someone company!! Oh, I love you so much!!"


In Ella's mind, he wanted her to be a companion to some man, almost like a carer. She smiled, delight oozing from her.

"Could I.... would I be able to make enough money doing that, that I dont need to go to work in the bank?"
She could hardly believe her luck!! "When would I be able to start? and would you be able to help me?"
 
He chuckled softly to himself, reaching down to fondle her pretty little ass as she hung on him, looking up at him like he was the solution to all of her problems. In a way, he supposed, she was right. As long as she trusted him and did what he told her, he would take care of her. As long as she didn't start trying to think for herself, she'd be perfectly happy. He gave her a kiss and winked.

"Of course I will help you, my sweet. As long as you do what I tell you, you will have nothing to worry about." Looking into her eyes, he grinned. Of course she would do what he told her, her whole life she had been taught to trust in someone else to think for her. She was just being converted from worshiping Christ to worshiping cock. "Like anything else, you will have to work hard, but I believe in you , my love. I believe that you have the makings of the best little whore in the city. And being a whore is just like being an actress really, isn't it, my angel?"

"Now go take a shower, little slut, and make yourself look as beautiful as you can. Just like they showed you at the salon. I will call a friend, and if you are lucky, you can do a job tonight." He patted her ass. Handing her the shopping bags, he gave her a gentle push towards the bathroom. As she went on her way, he called after her. "If you do a good job tonight, perhaps we will celebrate after."

Then he called the old guy. They talked about the price, and the old man was as generous as ever. He sent a few pictures, of Ella at the deli with her skirt up around her waist, and one of her licking cum off her tits. For a moment, he thought the guy might have had a heart attack, the line was silent for so long. Then, just as he heard the water in the bathroom shut off, the old voice came back on the line. "I'll give you an extra hundred if you're here in half an hour."

He banged on the bathroom door. "We have to go right away, sweet slut. Just bring your things with you."
 
"Of course I will help you, my sweet. As long as you do what I tell you, you will have nothing to worry about."

She smiled at him happily, grateful that he was so willing to take care of her and help her.

. "Like anything else, you will have to work hard, but I believe in you , my love. I believe that you have the makings of the best little whore in the city. And being a whore is just like being an actress really, isn't it, my angel?"

She was a little dubious about the last part of his statement, but she really liked the beginning. He believed in her! That made her heart swell and she thought she just might burst with her love for him. Being a whore, well that sounded just plain dirty, but she knew he didn't mean it like it sounded to her. She was special to him, he loved her, and was taking care of her, right?

"Thanks Al! I wont let you down, I promise! I'll do my best, my very best!"


"Now go take a shower, little slut, and make yourself look as beautiful as you can. Just like they showed you at the salon. [

She showered quickly, and washed her hair, then, she jumped out, and began to get ready She was hurrying - it was sinful she knew, to be vain, and she quickly dried her hair, and then she put on the make up that Al had given her. The foundation was dark, and it looked heavy on her skin. When she applied the lipstick, it went a little wide, making her lips look almost obscene, and she had totally over done the eye make up and blusher! She would have to re do it in the car.

She wondered what Al wanted her to do. She would do her best, make him proud of her, show him what she had, so that he would never regret picking her up, and taking care of her as he was. "If you do a good job tonight, perhaps we will celebrate after." She thought of what he had said, and she knew that she would make him swell with pride.

She was just about to re do her make up, thinking she looked almost like a clown it was so heavy, when he knocked on the door.

We have to go right away, sweet slut. Just bring your things with you.

She hurried out, I need some clothes to wear. "Did you get something ready for me, Al?" she looked around, and saw the bags of clothes he had brought. She pulled out a set of underwear, in cherry red. A sheer half bra, and the tiniest thong she had ever imagined. She looked around some more but that was the only underwear coming to hand, so she quickly pulled it on. He needed to go, and she didn't want to make him late, so she grabbed a dress and pulled it on, only discovering as she straightened it, that it came to the bare tops of her thighs. Unless she stood bolt upright her thong or her ass would show. there were only two tiny straps over the shoulder, and they each tied in a bow, and the front of the dress was struggling to contain her breasts.

She pulled on her thigh high boots, and put a long coat over the lot, as she firmly tied the belt. I guess if I keep it tied up it looks okay, doesn't it Al? I wouldn't want to embarrass you. And I'll fix the make up in the car. I'm such a dork, I just cant get it right, its much to heavy, over done!!"

She turned off the light, as they prepared to leave.
 
He grinned at her and smiled. "You are so beautiful, my sweet, that I am sure he will be entirely pleased. But do not be so shy, my angel. Do not be ashamed of your beauty." He opened her coat then, grinning at the way the dress left her exposed. He pinched her nipples through the silky fabric and smiled at her. "There. That's better. Now come quick."

He hustled down the stairs and to the car, opening the back door for her and then climbing in the driver's seat. He took off at speed, glancing at his watch and scowling. It would be close, but if he got lucky with traffic on the bridge, it shouldn't be a problem. He glanced back in the rearview mirror and smiled at the pretty slut. She still thought this was normal. He whispered a little prayer of thanks as she tried to fix her make up.

"Now listen carefully, my love. The gentleman you are going to meet is a bit shy. He likes little sluts like you, and he especially likes to have his cock sucked by pretty whores. I told him how good you are at it, but he wanted to see for himself, so I want you to do a really good job, OK, my beauty? You're going to show him who the horniest slut in New York is, right?"

He turned to look at her as they skidded to a stop at a red light. He grinned at the look on her face, so open and trusting. "I will be right here, driving, so don't you worry. If you want to show off your body for him a little, that would be good." The light changed, and he drove on.

When they reached the building, the old man was waiting in the doorway, and started walking out as soon as they parked. Al got out and opened the door for him to climb in and meet Ella. He got in the front, taking a quick glance in the envelope he'd been given. He grinned and shot Ella wink in the mirror as he he pulled away.

"Oh my, you are a pretty young thing," the old man said, licking his lips eagerly as he looked the whore over. "Al tells me you're really something special. How long have you been a whore? If you can remember, how many cocks have you sucked?"
 
Ella tried to take in Al's words and make sense of them.

" The gentleman you are going to meet is a bit shy. He likes little sluts like you, and he especially likes to have his cock sucked by pretty whores. I told him how good you are at it, but he wanted to see for himself, so I want you to do a really good job, OK, my beauty? You're going to show him who the horniest slut in New York is, right?"


Did Al really want her to suck this guy? Wouldn't that be cheating? She said this to him, but Al assured her that he not only was okay with her giving his friend a blow job, he wanted her to. She could proved her love to him, with this little, simple act.

Still a little unsure, but wanting to prove herself, she nodded her agreement, and arranged herself in the back seat. Al had taken her coat, and had it folded in the front. She was nervous, but she didn't want to let Al down, or disappoint him.


"I will be right here, driving, so don't you worry. If you want to show off your body for him a little, that would be good."

She smiled at him in the rear view mirror, reassured by him, but she wanted to make sure that Al could watch what she was doing, after all that was the whole point, wasn't it?

The door opened, and Ella was surprised just how old this guy was, he must have been sixty at least. Older than her father!!


"Oh my, you are a pretty young thing. Al tells me you're really something special. How long have you been a whore? If you can remember, how many cocks have you sucked?"

She smiled at the compliment, her smile broadening further when he said that Al had told him she was special!!!

She was shocked at his words - How long had she been a whore, and how many cocks had she sucked.

She glanced at Al in the mirror.

"I.....I'm not a whore! I'm...in Al's girl, his special girl! And I've only ever sucked one ...um cock before!!"

She was bright red, embarrassed.

Al nodded to her and smiled, and the old man unfastened his pants and pushed them, and his underwear down his thighs, putting his hand to the back of her neck. She went to bend down, but to her surprise he pulled her to him and kissed her, his tongue invading her mouth. She allowed it more out of surprise than anything else.

He hands went to her dress, and with two quick pulls to the bows on her shoulders, the from of her dress fell down exposing her tits, held up and partly shielded from view by the sheer half bra.

The old man wasted no time in popping her breasts from the bra, and bending his head, sucking hard. She moaned loudly, surprised by the sudden sensation, and as he bit her nipples, her moaning intensified. Her hands went to his hard, exposed cock, and she began to stroke it.

It was like being with Al by proxy, she thought, and then she bent her head, and began to lick and suck him, using all the tricks Al had taught her!!
 
Al drove slowly around the neighborhood, glancing in the rearview mirror to see Ella's pretty head bobbing up and down in the old man's lap, slurping and sucking eagerly on the old guy's cock. He grinned in amazement at the chance that had dropped this girl into his lap. Not only was she one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen, but she was so trusting that she actually believed that he was looking out for her by putting her to work as a whore. And if the old man's groans were any indication, she was as uninhibited with the old guy as she was with him.

Edmond Chelmsborough had been born rich and had every intention of dying rich. He had seen the way women pursued rich husbands and seen the misery these golddiggers had brought with them, in the 2nd, 3rd and 5th wives of his father, as well as those of his peers, and he had determined never to marry, or to risk being caught in a marriage trap. Now, nearing 70, he could look back on a life spent in pursuit of knowledge. He had been to over 100 countries and spoke 9 languages fluently. He had trekked in the Andes and the Himalayas, sailed twice around the world, personally insulted three monarchs and a pope, and fixed two Superbowls. He had had his cock sucked by thousands of whores.

When the little pimp limo driver from psychopathistan called him and said he had a special girl for him, he had very nearly hung up. He was expecting to see news about a scandal destroying the challenger in an important congressional election. He had paid top dollar to get the incumbent in his pocket, and he had to protect his investment. Still, the picture of the bright eyed little slut with cum all over her face was too tempting to resist, and he could record the news to watch later. The scandal was done, why not celebrate.

He had heard the "special girl" line a hundred times, but he had never understood it. A whore was a whore, after all, and there was nothing special about a blowjob from a whore. This girl was exceptionally beautiful, it was true, and her breasts were possibly the best he had ever held. The thing that struck him was a quality that he couldn't quite put his finger on at first. It was in the way she blushed when she said she had only sucked one cock before, almost as if it was true. When she went to work in his lap, he was astounded. There was a sort of enthusiasm that you just didn't find in professionals. When she slid him all the way down her throat, he understood what Al had meant. For the first time in his life, sex wasn't just a business transaction. It wasn't because of anything he did, but because this girl was sucking his cock like he was her savior.

When he shot his load down her throat, it was if he had seen the light. It was a sort of revalation to him. He had never really thought about the girls before, except that they were pretty and they serviced him well, but in 50 years of getting head from prostitutes, they had all been interchangeable. He was always generous with his money, of course. He could afford to be, and to a man who had always been wealthy, it was fascinating to him to see the way these whores got excited about an extra hundred dollars.

This whore was different. She truly was special, he thought, as she sat back, wiping the cum off her chin and licking her fingers with her beautiful breasts still out. He pulled out his billfold and peeled another two hundreds off, handing them to her, in addition to the envelope he had given Al. He also pulled his business card out, and tucked it into the front of her panties. "When you decide you want to stop being a whore and live the good life, call me."

Al clenched his teeth as he pulled the car over, in front of the old man's building. He had thought this guy would be an easy place for her to start off, but he hadn't considered that she might do too good a job. Now his pretty Ella had a rich man trying to steal her away from him, and he knew better than to confront the man directly. He got out, and opened the door, ignoring the cynical smirk the old prick gave him as he got out, and they both looked at Ella a moment. Then Al shut the door and got back in front, and Edmond walked back into his building.
 
"Al?" she asked, her big eyes shining with unshed tears, "Did I do okay?? I didn't let you down, or dissappoint you, did I?"

She had a lump in her throat. The old guy had called her a whore, but it wasn't nice like it was when Al said it, it made her feel like she had done something wrong.

"Al, was he really a friend of yours, and why was he giving me money?? I dont want his money, that makes me feel like a whore! A real one!!"

Then she began to giggle. She was so silly!!

"Oh Al!! He's just teasing me, isn't he? Does he owe you money? Is that it!! Of course!! You had me there for a minute!! Tricking the country girl, huh?!"

She put her hand into her panties, and pulled out the business card.

"Edmond Chelmsborough"
She read, and his phone number.

"Why would he think I need his number? Your friend is strange Al, really strange!!" she was quiet for a moment. "You know what I'd like, I'd like for us to go out for a little while, can we do that Al? Please? I'd be such a good girl for you!!"
 
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"Of course he is my friend, sweet girl," he said. "He gave you money because he is very rich and he likes to give money to pretty girls, that is all. I thought you wanted to make some money, so you could quit your job at the bank, hm? What is so bad about letting a lonely man give you a little money for a little love, my angel? You are so full of love."

As he spoke, Al kept one eye on her in the mirror. He knew this was a big pill to swallow, even for a girl as oblivious as Ella, but she seemed happy enough. He reached back and took the card from her, shrugging his shoulders as he looked at it. The old bastard. He would have to be a little careful with Ella. She had that quality that made men want to own her, and it certainly worked on him. Now that she was his, he wasn't going to lose her. At least, not cheaply.

"It is just his way of saying that he wants to see you again. I think he would steal you away from me if he could." He made himself laugh, but he wondered. Most girls would jump at the chance to get closer to someone as rich as Edmond Chelmsborough. Still, he was pretty sure Ella wasn't like that. He kept his tone joking. "What do you think? I could take you back. Would you rather be his sex slave, or my sweet little angel?"

He drove while they talked, downtown to a very exclusive club, where she would be sure to get all the right kinds of attention. As they pulled up at the valet, he looked back at her, looking out, curious. The building was an old warehouse, and there was no sign. Only a very select group of people knew about this place, but Al had dropped off enough call girls here to know that it was a good place to find high-priced pussy. And if it was a good place to buy, it could be a good place to sell.

"Listen carefully, sweetheart," he said. "This is a very cool club, but there are some bad people here. If anyone asks you to do anything while you are here, or tries to give you anything, you tell them to talk to me, OK? Until you have learned a little more, it is better than you let me protect you."
 
"I thought you wanted to make some money, so you could quit your job at the bank, hm? What is so bad about letting a lonely man give you a little money for a little love, my angel? You are so full of love."

He was right, of course. Hadn't she asked him just hours ago, if he had a means for her to make a living that wouldn't involve her being away from him for hours every day. Now she was being overly sensitive, worrying where there was no need for it. As Al had put it, what was wrong with her sharing a little love?? She sighed. She was so backward, so... so parochial!! She needed to forget her own silly ideas, and listen to Al, he hadn't put her wrong yet, had he??

"What do you think? I could take you back. Would you rather be his sex slave, or my sweet little angel?"


Ella was shocked!

"What? No! No Al!! I love you, only you!! What we have is special!! I dont want anyone else!! I will never leave you Al, not willingly! And you can take that to the bank!!"


They drove about for a little while, chatting about everything and nothing, and then he brought her to the club, and they got out of the car and went in.

There are some bad people here. If anyone asks you to do anything while you are here, or tries to give you anything, you tell them to talk to me, OK? Until you have learned a little more, it is better than you let me protect you."

"I wont Al, I promise!! You are just too good to me, you really are!! But I'll tell you if anyone says anything to me, you can trust me!"

She tugged at her dress, and would have been so much more comfortable had she had her coat on, but when they entered the club, she saw other girls dressed like her.

Silently she thanked her lucky stars for Al! Only for him, she would have looked really frumpy!! He was the best!! It was quite dark in there, and lots of tables, but there was a number of rooms to the place, and she was eager to explore. Al bought her a drink, a cosmopolotian, and she took a long drink of it, before she realised it was alcohlic!

She giggled.

"Oh Al, I'm going to have to be careful! I've never had any alcohol before! I wouldnt want to get tipsy!!"
 
In a way, Al was as out of his element as she was, as the club they were in catered to a class of people far above his usual status. This was a place that provided the sort of decadence that normally only the extremely rich had access to, but having a beautiful whore on his arm seemed to open doors. Of course, he didn't want her, or anyone else for that matter, to suspect that all of this wasn't perfectly normal for him. He took cover, of sorts, behind Ella's gawking, letting her draw his attention while he maintained a pose of non-chalance.

He grabbed a couple of drinks, a cosmo for her and straight vodka on the rocks for himself. He took it the ambiance of the front room in a glance, low key but suggestive of debauchery, and designed to highlight the clientelle. Of course, a place like this, everyone was looking at each other, to see who was here, and who was looking at them. He was happy to see a number of predatory eyes on his whore, and slipped his arm around her waist. He let his hand fondle her asscheek, and took note of who looked away, and who watched to see what would happen.


"Oh Al, I'm going to have to be careful! I've never had any alcohol before! I wouldnt want to get tipsy!!"

"Oh no? How do you know you will not like it if you have never tried it?" he teased her, kissing her softly. His fingers slipped under the hem of her skirt and caressed her bare asscheek as he whispered. "I doubt you ever thought you would want to get fucked in the ass before today, hm? But I bet you want it now. Come, we will take a look around. There must be a dance floor somewhere."

He steered her towards the next room, which was darker. If she noticed the sign that said "Amateur Exotic Dancers," she didn't say anything about it, and neither did he. The room was darker than the front room, except for a round stage with a pole in the center. There were spotlights and footlights shining on the pole in the middle of the stage, where a woman was dancing in her underwear. She wasn't very good, though she had a familiar face. She was probably an actress or a model who hadn't quite made it, getting the attention she needed how she could. It was too dark to see for sure, but it seemed like there were only a few men watching. There were more in the little alcoves scattered around the edge of the room, getting lapdances, or maybe something more.

He gestured to the stage as he leaned down to whisper in Ella's ear, "I bet you would have a great time showing your sexy little body up there, sweet slut. Do you think we should ask the DJ to put your name on the list?"
 
Ella looked about, wide eyed, and clinging to Al. It was so different to anywhere she had ever been!!

She gripped her drink, and smiled at Al.

"Oh no? How do you know you will not like it if you have never tried it?"

He had a point, and she took a long drink of her cocktail, to show him that she agreed.he

"I doubt you ever thought you would want to get fucked in the ass before today, hm? But I bet you want it now. Come, we will take a look around. There must be a dance floor somewhere."


She blushed at his naughty whisper, and looked about to make sure no one had heard that, relieved that no one else was close. "I guess. You're right of course, Al, you're always right!!"

They wandered around, and went into a room with a weird little dance floor, really jsut for one, and a woman was dancing in almost nothing, up on the stage.

"I bet you would have a great time showing your sexy little body up there, sweet slut. Do you think we should ask the DJ to put your name on the list?"

She looked at him.

"I dont know, Al, do you think I'd be good enough?? I'm not sure I'd be good enough. What do you think??"

He leaned in a kissed her, and whispered assurances, and as she had drained her drink, he got her another, and went and put her name on the list. they sat and watched, as three more girls did their thing, and Ella had another cocktail.

She was smiling and happy, and very relaxed now, with only the occasion hiccup to indicted she'd been drinking. Of course, her inhibitions was lowered, but she didn't realise that, and when Al told her the DJ had just called her name, she jumped up eagerly, waving at Al.

"Wish me Luck!!" she called, as she walked carefully in her very high heels, her ass swaying from side to side.
 
He licked his lips as he watched her walk up to the stage. The two cocktails had done just right, she wasn't sloppy drunk, but she was loosened up. The way her ass swayed when she walked showed just how loose, and he grinned to himself. She was going to put the others to shame, just by her body, and once she started to dance, there was going to be trouble. She had watched a few girls dance while she waited her turn, and they had talked about what looked good and what didn't.

"Just use your body to talk to me. Pretend there is nobody else here, and use your body to tell me you want to fuck. If you do that, you will be a perfect dancer." He had whispered in her ear when she hesitated, and then she was off. He understood her hesitations now. It wasn't that she didn't want to do these things, she just didn't think she was allowed. As long as he told her it was what he wanted, she would probably do almost anything.

When she got up on the stage, there was a moment when he thought she might chicken out. The lights were bright and hot up there, and she looked disoriented. The music started to play and for a second she just stood there. Then there was a whistle, and she turned to it, eager to please, eager to show herself off, but uncertain.

"Come on, baby. Show us what you got," he called. He hoped hearing his voice would help, and sure enough, she smiled and began to move. Al took a seat and leaned back to watch her strut her stuff, and to watch the others. As he expected, the guys who had been half watching the stage suddenly stopped what they were doing to give her their full attention, and the guys who had been paying attention sat up a little straighter. They were in for a treat, he thought.
 
Ella stopped dead when she walked onto the stage, suddenly overcome by it all, and, with the bright lights unable to see into the audience. Most especially, she was unable to see Al. She took a deep breath, remembering what Al had told her.

"Just use your body to talk to me. Pretend there is nobody else here, and use your body to tell me you want to fuck. If you do that, you will be a perfect dancer."

Okay, she could do this, she could make Al proud. She began to move to the music, slowly swaying her hips, and trying to mimic the moves she had seen the other dancers make.

"Come on, baby. Show us what you got,"

She smiled, hearing his voice, drawing her courage from it. She bent her knees, and wiggled her hips as she shimmied down to the ground. She shimmied back up, keeping her knees together, her arms pressing her breasts close together.

She heard Al whispering, in her imagination, to "Show what she got!"

Taking a deep breath, she swayed to the music, and grabbed the hem of her little dress, and slowly pulled it up over her body, up and off, leaving her standing there, dancing in her tiny thong and sheer half bra, that left her nipples partly exposed.

The crowd cheered and clapped, and she was emboldened. She danced to the song, shaking her tits and ass, bending over and wiggling partly covered pussy at the crowd, her thong showing a clear wet spot, where her juices were leaking through. She was becoming very, very excited by what she was doing, and the reaction she was getting.

The song ended, and she was breathing hard, and she stood and looked self consciously into the crowd, unsure what to do.

She called out to Al, calling into the general direction that she knew he was.

"What should I do now?"
 
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