Sarah Walker's Rough Ride In Life

[little_golden]

OCC

Sarah Walker is white middle-upper class woman who is divorced but supporting two children and aging parents. In her late twenties she still is good looking and sexy. With short brown hair and deep brown eyes she catches attention as the beautiful innocent looking "girl next door". In her daily life at home she wears very plain clothes to hide her big breasts and tight ass. Caught in financial woes she's leading a double life. With kids and parents to care for she can't hold a normal job and has been forced on social assistance.

She had some formal training in dance and singing but never made it to the big leagues. When she got married she didn't bother to further pursue her studies or to acquire some marketable skills. Right now she is relying on her pretty face, long legs, cute ass and large breasts to make up some extra cash to pay the rent, manage a household and help her parents. She is a dutiful daughter and mother who would do anything to keep them all safe and comfortable.

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IC
Sarah entered the bar nervously. The ad in the paper was really clear. Every woman who participated in the strip tease contest got $300 cash. She was desperate for the money. For weeks she hadn’t been able to find work and her social assistance money was already gone and she was only halfway into the month.

How the mighty have fallen she thought to herself as she pushed through the second doors. They were oak and led into the club. The large area was crowded with men who were drinking, smoking and laughing. The smell of smoke overwhelmed her nostrils as she moved in. A sweet cigar smell seemed mixed in as well and looking around the bar she saw a fat white man sucking on a big Havana. His eyes were big too.

Another pervert here for a peep show and a good time Sarah told herself.

Keep smiling…. Always smile… A woman is more beautiful when she smiles….They’ll never know its fake and how nervous you really are…

The smile of the bouncer told her that she was in the right place. He was a big white guy with blonde hair in a pony tail and had a full blondish-reddish beard. The black cowboy hat gave him a menacing look that implied he was some sort of outlaw type. He had to be over 6’4” and she saw his body looked like that of a professional wrestler. The arms with big and muscular and his chest was hairy and solid. His face was characterized by several scars that ran across his face of various lengths but mostly an inch or two.

Gun shots or knifing? Sarah thought to herself as she continued to take in the big bouncer. His healed wounds collectively helped him in giving a menacing stare to the patrons to keep them in line. Sarah felt intimidated.
But it was his jet black eyes that held her attention for a few seconds. His eyes were hard, calculating and icy cold like death itself.

Sarah shuttered nervously as the big man looked her up and down. She felt like a deer being hunted by a man with a new rifle and a pick up truck. He had that certain gleam in his eye of over confidence. In other circumstances she would have been offended by his all too obvious interest. She might have even barked off a nasty comment to chase away his stares. But not tonight she wouldn’t back talk him. Tonight she was a contestant. She would be putting up with the hooting, hollaring, starring, lude and crude behaviour, flirting, efforts to touch her and to even seduce or rent her services. Tonight she wanted his applause and shouts. It could mean the difference of going away with the basic entrant prize of $300 or the 1st place prize of $3000.

“Maam…. The amateur contestants were supposed to be here at 10 p.m. - you’re late” he chatised her. The man spoke to her as if she had the intelligence of a five year old child.

“Sorry… I got lost trying to find the place on the bus” Sarah explained sheepishly. For an unknown reason she felt defensive and apologetic. As if, this man was doing her a great favour rather than the other way around.

“You hussle your pretty ass back stage honey. You tell em that Gill said it was alright” the bounce told her with a “you owe me one” attitude and a wink.

“Thanks… You’re a darling” Sarah replied with a seductive smile of her own. It suggested “I sure do owe you one honey - you’re real awesome” but underneath she was thinking “Only in your wildest dreams you hick cowboy!”.

Sarah walked down the hall away from the main club area and towards the stage. The floor was tiled in gray and the walls had matching paint in a mauve color. After passing through a set of doors marked “entertainers only” she entered the dressing room area.

“Damn girl - your late” a smallish Chinese woman yelled at her. This woman looked asian but though small in size she looked to be a dynamo. She wore glasses and very expensive and colorful silk garments. Behind her a dozen women were all lined up in skimpy outfits waiting for the show to start shortly. They looked over made up

Before Sarah could say a word the woman jumped on her again:

“I’m Mrs. Wong - I’m in charge - You listen to me or go home. No good to be late!” Mrs. Wong continued in her venting. The other girls seemed to snicker and to enjoy the distraction.

“To be a contestant - you must be clean - be over 18 - listen to me - and sign the waiver form” barked out Mrs. Wong.

“Mrs. Wong Of course I’m clean” replied Sarah defensively as she resented the suggestion she might have some sexually transmitted disease. Even if she did, she didn’t see how that would affect a contestant.

“You better not lie to Mrs. Wong” Mrs. Wong stated flatly. “None of our girls are sickly… We don’t want customers to get sick…”

“I’m 28… I’ll listen to you…. And I’ll sign the waiver” replied Sarah as she eagerly accepted the waiver and signed it off without reading it.

Sarah reached in her bag and pulled out her stripping outfit. She had hand sewn it herself and added lots of sequin to make it flashy under the stage lights. It was designed to make the most of her body, to tease the men, and to give her some hints of modesty.

“How much do we take off?” asked Sarah. Other girls had told her that different contest had different rules and that some places had the amateurs strip down to a g-string or panty.

“Everything… Everything off… You let the guests see everything… You hear me!” screamed out Mrs. Wong. The woman’s face seemed red. Her tone was more than just bossy - it was dominating.

“You do two dances. First dance, about three minutes you must take off your top and show your titties for two minutes. No two minutes - you may be disqualified by the judges.

“Second dance, about four minutes, you strip down, you show men your pussy for three minutes or more” Mrs. Wong told her in a matter-of-fact fashion. No show for three minutes or more, you may be disqualified by the judges” added Mrs. Wong in the nastiest way possible.

That woman is crazy or stressed out decided Sarah as her nerves were slowly unfraying.

“Okay” replied Sarah softly “I’ll make sure I follow the rules….”

“Where can I change?” asked Sarah naively as she held up her beautiful hand made outfit. In comparison the other contestants would look like amateurs since they appeared to be dressed up more like tarts than entertainers.

“No!” replied Mrs. Wong angrily.

“We supply outfit. You wear….” Mrs. Wong hesitated as she rummaged along a rack of outfits.

Sarah’s soft brown eyes went wide like saucers when Mrs. Wong handed her a little pink outfit with red feathers. There wasn’t a whole lot of material and the fabric seems coarse, with the red feathers adding to its ridiculousness.

Mrs. Wong wasn’t impressed by Sarah's unhappy look.

“You wear this! Cut small to show off your tits and ass. You make sure you follow rules. First dance tits only. Second dance show men your pussy too!” barked Mrs. Wong.

“Which way to the change room?” Sarah asked innocently.

“This… This is the changeroom… Don’t tell me you’re shy… We are all girls here… Mr. Wong comes by from time to time with guests… But they’ve all seen tits and pussy before…. Change right there…..” Mrs. Wong directed.

Sarah had a bad feeling. Several of the other girls giggled in the background. She figured they’d all been through it already. Slowly she pulled off her top, and then her jeans.

“Yes-yes…. Nice tits…. Good ass…. You make boys happy….” Mrs. Wong added as she inspected Sarah.

Do you have to inspect me like some dairy cow? Sarah thought to herself.

Sarah relunctantly pulled off her white cotton panties and unclipped her matching white bra.

“Oh yes… big nipples… very good….. boys like big nipples….” Mrs. Wong continued as she spoke aloud. The other girls seemed to be gathering around as Mrs. Wong pointed out the obvious.

“Look at her bush girls….” Mrs. Wong gasped. Sarah had a trimmed V.

“Mr. Wong likes girls with hairy pussies. They are good luck … And very good for business” Mrs. Wong went on as she actually rubbed her hand through Sarah’s bush. She was checking to make sure it was real.

Easy lady... I don't like to be touched Sarah thought but kept it in. She needed the $300 badly.

Sarah resisted the urge to cover her nipples with her hands. However, she did instinctively pull up the little pink outfit with the feathers to hide her privates. This brought more giggles from the other girls.

“A shy one girls!” laughed Mrs. Wong as she seemed to take delight in this information.

Sarah’s face turned red as she realized the others were laughing at her. Quickly she stepped into the pink outfit. She immediately realized the outfit was too small. Yet with determination she pulled the little pink g-string up and it strategically covered her hairy pussy. The matching bikini top was more of a struggle and Mrs. Wong intervened to help close the two snaps at the back.

“Very pretty…yes…pretty” Mrs. Wong reassured Sarah as if she was a child.

Sarah looked to the full length wall mirror. There she was looking nervous. Her big breasts pushed up and together making her breasts look massive in the small bikini top. The bikini top was so tight it had the effect of forcing her big nipples to pop out and to rub against the fabric. Her breasts were fully display, yet, in the bikini top, Sarah realized that there would be minimal bouncing until it was removed.

Next, Mrs. Wong worked a leather strap around her waist and across her thighs. Stragetically she placed the tail with all the pink feathers. Picking up the extra pink feathers, Mrs. Wong decided a few should be woven into Sarah’s hair. Looking in the mirror, Sarah felt ridiculous.

“You sit down….Lucie… Fix this girl’s hair…. I want it up…. Use the feathers…..” snapped Mrs. Wong “and add some make up - she’s too white…. More lipstick too…. Mascara and eyeshadow”

“I don’t like a lot of make-up” Sarah started to explain.

“I don’t care… the boys like their girls to have lots of make-up…. With the lights- make-up will make you look even prettier” Mrs. Wong insisted.

“Okay - they are ready…..” a Chinese man emerged from a side door smiling.

“You girls remember the rules… You dance… You visit the guests… Walk around… Dance with the guests…. Get them to buy drinks…. Get them to buy you a drink too… Never say no to a free drink….. Remember you want their votes… You follow the rules… Everyone wins….” Mr. Wong coached them.

“Okay girls…. you’re on now…. #1 go” Mrs. Wong cajoled a nervous girl out to the stage.

“A big hand for Mindy” the DJ announced as a slow started. She was obviously an amateur and very nervous. Never did she smile as she moved around the stage showing the men were black bikini clad body.

The men hooted and howled. She looked awkward and she seemed to stumble about as she talked to some of the patrons at the edge of the dance floor.

She’s drunk or stoned! Sarah realized very quickly.

The men were laughing too. The dancing was awful but a cheer went up as she pulled off her top allowing her black beauties to bounce around free to the crowd’s delight. Sarah knew the girl’s timing was way off for the song ended seconds later.

After that Mrs. Wong didn’t let the other girls watch the performances. After they danced the girls went out to mingle. The second dance was in the reverse order after a twenty minute break.

Waiting her turn seemed to take forever. As Sarah glided onto the stage she could tell the men in the room were loud, excited, drunk and very horny. She glided across the stage floor and grinned from ear to ear at the men along the stage. She did a cartwheel from one end of the stage to the other to the amazement of the onlookers.

Without wasting time she slide across the floor on her tummy ever so sexily as she proudly displayed her breasts to the chanting of the crowd. Next she sat on her rear end and spread her legs teasing the men as she rubbed her fingers into her bikini bottoms and touching herself. She smiled naughtily as if they had caught her in secret moment. The crowd roared in delight and she felt men tossing money onto the stage.

From a sitting position she slid herself back onto her tummy before rolling backwards again giving the men a fine display of her rear end which she slapped aloud to the delight of the crowd. Remembering the silly tail she made sure to give it a wiggle and a flick. Both actions resulted in applause and the tossing of money.

Not sure of her timing, she realized it would be best to take off her top. Feigning shyness she retreated to the poll and made a show of ever so seductively unfastening and then fluttering around the stage with her bikini top flying proudly over her head as she smiled at the men and jiggled her tits for men.

Now they hooted and screamed in sheer joy. To maintain the momentum she danced around the poll grinding her pelvis into the poll and she pretended it to be a giant phallinx. Next she slid across the stage, ensuring her nipples slid on their tips which had the effect of further heightening their erectness and sending tingles of pleasure through her own body.

Making contact with the crowd she ensured she stared the men in the eyes as if, she was genuinely interested in them and pleasing them. “As if” she’d was so horny and hot that she’d do anything for them and their almighty dollar.

The music faded….. and to the hissing of some of her new fans she withdraw from the stage.

Mrs. Wong intervened from the stage door.

“Sarah you have to mingle during the break….Mr. Wong wants to introduce you…..” Mrs. Wong beamed “to some very important businessmen”.

The look was obvious that this wasn’t a request but more of an order.

“They were very impressed with you and another girl, but asked to meet you. You are a very lucky girl” Mrs. Wong insisted.

Topless Sarah followed Mrs. Wong to a private area off to the right of the club. There was thick tinted glass that prevented prying eyes from seeing in but the glass didn’t prevent the secret guests from having the best view of the dancing and the stage.

Sarah was surprised that there was no Mr. Wong at the table. The two men did not appear to be businessmen at all. They looked like young college kids.
They were drunk and their smiles were huge.

“This is Sarah - She is here to please you… She needs your votes to win tonight….” Explained Mrs. Wong just as much for the men as for Sarah.

“Who’ll buy me a drink?” Sarah teased as she sat down between the men.

This is harmless. They are kids she tried to assure herself.

As Mrs. Wong left one of the boys closed the door behind her making the three of them utterly alone and now isolated. The music banged away in the background but Sarah couldn’t see the other amateurs but figured they were being similarly introduced to customers.

“Okay Sarah, suck my cock!” one of the college kids grinned as he dropped his pants and produced a six inch cock that was already erect.

“What?” Sarah replied dumbfounded.

“Come one bitch….. Mrs. Wong said you’d be cooperative……” the second college kid explained.

“I’m sorry… you got the wrong girl” Sarah started to apologize as she began to stand up. But they weren’t going to let her retreat.

“Don’t be like that honey…” one of the kids said as he roughly pulled her back down.

“Don’t get rough with me!” Sarah started to explain but there was a pricking sensation in her rear end and she realized that a syringe was pressing something into her body.

“No!” she started to plead but it was too late.

There was a burning sensation and then her mind started to see colours. A rainbow of colours crashed before her eyes. Her balance was lost and she fell helplessly onto the two college kids.

“Works everytime!” laughed one of the kids and she started to pull off the bikini bottoms.

“Nice…real nice” laughed out one of the college kids.

In under a minutes, Sarah was lost in space. The college kids had her ass flat on the floor and her legs spread far and wide. They pushed her long legs all the way to her ears. She didn’t even feel the kids’ prick in her. He pushed it in hard and grunted as her soft moist flesh enveloped him completely.

“Sweet…real sweet” he cried out in glee as he started to pump away. Sarah could feel her body responding. From her mouth soft moans escaped with each thrust. The deeper he pushed, the louder and more intense her pleasure and the accompanying moan.

 

[MBS1969]

Barney Wyatt

OCC

Barney Wyatt had spent all his life in dumps like this, Now in his late thirties he was a succesful journalist for a smut paper, exposing all kinds of sexual deviancy wherever he went. For some reason the reading public loved it, or at least his readers loved it. He was at the pinnacle of his journalistic career and what a pinnacle, sat in a seedy strip joint watching the scenes he'd seen many times before.

Standing at 5'11" with short brown hair and brown eyes he still had some of the looks he had had when younger. He still didn't have any trouble meeting women the old fashioned way and his life on the road meant that he had been with hundreds of women over the years. Nothing special just a continuing flow of pussy who appeared for a night and just as quickly disappeared. He had never even come close to settling down, it wouldn't be fair on any woman to share his life.

IC

Another night, another strip joint and from what Barney could tell, another cheap whorehouse. He'd seen the usual signs, the supposed strip contest, the topless "contestants" mingling with the punters and then disappearing into side rooms with them. He sighed to himself, what was it that pushed these women to give their bodies away for someone elses benefit? The chinese woman seemed to push them around like a concentration camp leader and none of the women seemed to bat an eyelid.

It was obviously all contrived and nobody seemed to care that the contest was just a meat market. The men in the crowd hooted and hollered as girl after girl appeared on stage, removed their tops and then were led to some man or two. No doubt the girls that gained no interest would be back later to strip further in a desparate attempt to be sold.

To Barney it was all so clear and he had a few shots taken from his hidden camera to back up his new "scoop". He needed more though, he needed one or two girls to let him interview them, to give him the whole story, the who's and when's. He could see that the chinese were in charge but was there a bigger power overseeing things. He knew that he needed to be careful though, the bouncer looked like he could rip him apart and bury him in the desert if he was caught.

Barney skulked around, occasionally a chinese man or woman would sidle up to him and ask him how he liked a girl. Barney would politely explain he was looking for something special and the girl just did not fit. They would just nod and wander away to the next drooling punter who would hand over a wad of cash and be led away.

Eventually an older chinese woman with awful glasses and garish clothes approached him.

"I hear you look for something special, I Mrs Wong, I can supply anything, Wha you want?"

I really hadn't wanted this attention but now it had arrived I really needed to play along.

"Erm....I'm looking for a more classic sort of woman, not a bimbo ya know, more classy. Innocent looking but with a great body, big boobs, tight ass and brown hair, she's gotta have brown hair."

Mrs Wong looked a little peeved at all my requests but then her face brightened.

"I have just what you want, she just.....just getting ready at the moment but she will be here soon. Yes, she's just what you want, very nice, the crowd love her, she's only danced once before."

I watched her little face beaming up at me and wondered what more she wanted me to say.

"Sounds great" I said, "I'll just wait here then shall I, with my drink"

"Yes, Yes, you wait here, have another drink. You got money?

I waved my folded roll of one dollar notes at her, wrapped carefully in a one hundred dollar bill I looked as if I was loaded and I noticed Mrs Wong's eyes light up. It was the oldest trick in the book but Mrs Wong had obviously never been caught by it before.

"She'll be out soon, make comfortable and wait just here!"

She was ordering me about like one of her girls I thought. It would be nice to see her face when the photo I had just taken of her hit the newstands She scurried away and I saw her knocking frantically on the door of one of the little side rooms. She began to argue with the occupants and I saw two young punks mouthing off at her.

It didn't last long, all of a sudden the bouncer appeared and the kids almost flew from the bar. One with a bloody nose, running as fast as his legs would carry him and the other caught by his collar and with his feet not touching the floor as the burly bouncer removed him by his neck.

I sighed to myself as I saw the Mrs Wong rub her hands in glee and head in my direction. This was trouble, she'd want paying first and then she'd see my one hundred and twenty two dollars. The shit would hit the fan and unless I was careful I'd be heading out of the door like the previous occupants of the room. Never mind though, maybe if I was quick I could take a couple of photo's, get the girls number and make it to one of the fire escapes which I'd already cased.

Now which one was it that wasn't actually locked, too late, Mrs Wong stood in front of me.

"You come now, you meet Sarah, she beautiful. She lovely big titties and nice ass, you like.

I stood and followed her, my eyes darting around, looking for my escape route. Soon we were stood at the door and the door was flung open wide. The girl inside was very pretty I had to admit and naked! Wow I thought, they do waste much time in here I thought, my hidden camera taking another shot of the Wong woman and Sarah.

"She make you happy mister, now you give me one hundred bucks and I leave you alone for ten minutes, then if you want more you pay more, much more eh?"

I handed over my hundred and breathed a sigh of relief, then minutes to work on her and then I could back out saying she wasn't my type. The door closed behind us and I stared down at the girl on the floor who stared back vacantly. Obviously high on drugs I thought to myself and what a shame it was, she really was very pretty. I'd wasted my first minute just staring at her and snapped myself back into journalist mode.

"Hi erm.....erm....Sarah? Erm this is my first time in a place like this, can you tell me what happens now"

I blustered at her like a complete fool, a batchelor virgin who had obviously lived with his parents for his whole life. Now alone for the first time in life I had come to the strip club in the hope of meeting a girl. It was an act I'd played on many occasions and was very successful at, the girl appeared to be buying it."

"Do they have sex here, what am I paying for, do you just strip for me or can I do stuff with you?"

 

[little_golden]

Sarah was confused by the turn of events, her head started to clear but she knew the two college kids had filled her fully with their cum. She didn't know how much time had passed and didn't relaize that it had only taken the rushed college kids about ten minutes to get off.

The door opened and Mrs. Wong suddenly was looming over her. Sarah went to cover her face in shame but Mrs. Wong at first seemed pleased when she realized how messed up Sarah was.

"I knew you were another druggie... You pretended to be so innocent... and naive.. All an act... You probably a hooker!" laughed Mrs. Wong.

Saraj watched a commotion between Mrs. Wong and the two college kids. Something about them owing her two hundred dollars. They couldn't pay it all and then the big cowboy seemed to be throwing punches and then dragging them out on their asses.

"You get on the couch... Wipe away some of that cum whore... I could a real paying custumer for you.. You ride him hard... Maybe do extra tricks for more money... You please him or Mr. Wong will hurt you!" Mrs. Wong threatened as she half dragged a confused and stunned Sarah to the couch formerly used by the college kids.

"I'm sick Mrs. Wong... The boys.. they pricked me!" Sarah started to explain but her words were lost on Mrs. Wong who retorted:

"Of course they used their pricks on you. Next time you get paid first you dumb whore... Young kids got no money... Older men... Be respectful and do want they want..." Mrs. Wong coached.

Sarah was nervous and wanted to vomit. She tried to get up but the room flashed and the music again pounded in the air over the club.

She didn't hear most of what Mrs. Wong and the tall man with the brown hair had said but she did see cash exchaning hands and knew that this man wanted more than just a chat for that kind of cash.

He spoke softly as Mrs. Wong closed the door behind her...

"Hi erm.....erm....Sarah? Erm this is my first time in a place like this, can you tell me what happens now"

"It's a dance club... amateur contest..." Sarah tried to expain but her words were slurred and she giggled uncontrollably naked before him. She didn't even realize her nudity....

He continued to talk:

"Do they have sex here, what am I paying for, do you just strip for me or can I do stuff with you?"

"What? What?" Sarah replied in a dazed and dizzy fashion. Not realizing it she touched her pussy in response to the sexual needs rising in her. She could sense the man's growing hard-on....

 

[MBS1969]

Barney

Barney stood before her, she seemed to have no sense of modesty and was doing nothing to cover herself. She was obviously on drugs, appearing confused one moment and then giggling histerically the next. Barney sighed inwardly as he wondered how a woman could let herself stoop so low, turning tricks for men in a seedy whorehouse.

She told him that it was a dance contest which seemed a bit wierd. He knew that was what was officially going on here and that the girls had probably been told to say that, but on drugs?, how could she remember the cover story? He eyed her up and down, she had a good body, beautiful breasts and really tight ass and he thought she could do so much better as a call girl.

He discretely checked out her wrists and was surprised to see none of the usual marks connected with drug use. She gazed up at him when he asked about sex, as if not quite comprehending the question. He saw her hand fall to her gaping pussy and could only surmise that the punks who had been kicked out had already had their way with her. Her pussy lips were a little puffy as if she had been fucked brutally and on his second glance he could see the traces of cum on her pubic hair.

Barney shuddered slightly as he realised he was intended to be the next in a succession of men this woman would fuck tonight. Checking his watch he noticed that his time was almost up and he knelt down in front of her. He searched her face for any trace of normality and was surprised again as her face showed none of the scars of prostitution. She was actually very pretty and he guessed she must be new to the game, what a shame.

Barney knew his time was virtually up and wondered if she would talk to him, help him with his story. He began to feel pity for her and hoped he could maybe help her. He never got involved with his stories and he didn't know why this woman was different. He was aware of the growth in his pants and told himself this was normal when stood in front of a beautiful naked woman. It wasn't normal though, he had seen thousands of strippers and hundreds of whores without this effect.

The door to the room suddenly opened and Barney swung around to see Mrs Wong's ridiculous beaming face.

"You like yes, you pay more money now and you can fuck girl, fuck pretty Sarah!"

It was more of a statement than a question but Barney was not going to be browbeaten by a pint sized woman like this, bouncers or no bouncers.

"Here, what are you trying to push on me, she's obviously on drugs. I'm not paying for no crackhead who just lays there while I fuck her, I want someone with a bit of life in her. She's just a waste of space, I may as well just fuck a sex doll.

Mrs Wong's face changed instantly, at first a look of pure hatred appeared, not at me though, at Sarah. Then her face returned to a smile as she apologised to me.

"So sorry mister, silly girl, must take drugs while Mrs Wong out of the room, she be punished. I find you nice girl if you wait in bar for a minute."

I watched the woman who was casting spiteful looks at Sarah and felt very sorry for the girl.

"Hey, she don't need punishing, she needs helping to kick her habit, poor kid. Go on find me someone better, I'll wait."

We left the room and Mrs Wong scurried off into the back. I made as if to return to the bar but discreetly let myself out of the fire escape.

I felt relieved to be back in my car across the street, the club had made me feel very dirty, but I didn't feel my night's work was done. I needed a mole and decided that the girl Sarah would be it. I would wait until she came out and follow her home, where I could interview her more leisurely, once her drugs had worn off. I shuddered when I imagined where the girl lived, a squalid apartment block, the YWCA or maybe just a cardboard box?

 

[little_golden]

Sarah's mind was confused. She didn't want any strange men fucking her. This wasn't why she had come to the club. It was for the $300 or the chance to win the $5000.

This is going from bad to worse... I think those college kids raped me... I need the police.... But if I call them... How do I explain myself to them... and then to my family and the X's family. My X-father-in-law would have a field day with it. If the papers got it... My X might use it to try to get custody again... The bastard took everyone when he ran off and hasn't paid a cent while he fights the alimony order.... Sarah thought as her eyes were big and puffy and her breath was quick.

She knew there was a man in front of her but it didn't really fully click. He was talking to someone but most of it wasn't registering in her brain. Then she felt his touching her wrists and looking for something.... It never dawned on her he was looking for needle marks.

"Help me" she whispered but her words came out in a garbled mess and a voice withing her started laughing in a strange unnatural way.

Suddenly she remembered she was naked. But then she remembered that she was ina contest....

Maybe I won... she thought as her mind was lost in the fog of the drugs that had been pumped into her. Without realizing it, she rubbed her pussy, and moaned at her own touch. It looked slutty and rehearsed but no doubt reminded the man of what a tempting dish she really was - drugged up or not.

It was the suddeness of the door opening that caught Sarah by surprise and actually caused her to move ever so slightly as she desperately tried to cover her pussy and the wetness there.

Mrs. Wong just seemed to smile at her like a proud madam. Then she frowned as she started to understand what Mrs. Wong was up to:

"You like yes, you pay more money now and you can fuck girl, fuck pretty Sarah!"

Oh no, she's telling him my name.... Shit... She can't do that... Information like that is supposed to be secret.... I'll have creeps at my door... she worried.

His response was a slap in the face to her:

"Here, what are you trying to push on me, she's obviously on drugs. I'm not paying for no crackhead who just lays there while I fuck her, I want someone with a bit of life in her. She's just a waste of space, I may as well just fuck a sex doll."

Sarah's face turned beat red.

He doesn't think I'm good enough to pay for... He thinks I'm some cheap whore... some druggie she realized.

Mrs Wong's spoke apologetically, but seemed to mask her feelings as she changed her tact:

"So sorry mister, silly girl, must take drugs while Mrs Wong out of the room, she be punished. I find you nice girl if you wait in bar for a minute."

Sarah could feel Mrs. Wong's hard gaze upon her. It was "as if" to say "I knew you were trouble!".

Mrs. Wong brushed off his comment:

"Hey, she don't need punishing, she needs helping to kick her habit, poor kid. Go on find me someone better, I'll wait."

"She's a big girl. She makes her own choices. This one like to fuckie-fuckie" Mrs. Wong laughed.

"She please other men. You go back stage...Now Sarah Walker!" Mrs. Wong yelled at Sarah.

The man disappeared and Sarah remembered very little about him as Mrs. Wong seemed to help her a few steps before pushing her through the door.

It was an effort to walk. Sarah walked a few steps and almost fell on a greasy looking 30 year old smoking a cirgarette and sucking back a beer.

"Right on pussy... I loved your dancing... You should be in the ballet darling" he teased her.

"My bottoms!" Sarah muttered as she realized they were still in the private booth and she hurried back to get them. Picking them up from the floor, she looked up and to her surpise, the man looked a hell of a lot like her father-in-law... her ex-father-in-law.

"You wouldn't believe who you look like mister..." she started to laugh.....

 

[catlover]

Frank

"Oh yes I would Sarah. Marty will love hearing about you working here and fucking the johns for peanuts. Just wait till i call and tell him

On the other hand, my ex daughter-in-law looked great, even in her confused state. I followed her back into the room where she was looking for her panties. Mrs Wong was right behind me and I turned and told her to get the hell out. I was the owner of the place and she was just my hired manager.

I had lusted after Sarah since I danced with her at my son's wedding. i stayed clear of their marital difficulties, and only listened when he told us of his wife troubles, but i knew him and didnt believe a word of it.

If she needed help I was here to help her an all it would cost her was a little loving on the side. Sarah sat down and started to cry, and when she became composed she tried to tell me what had happenned

 

[little_golden]

Sarah almost feinted when her ex-father-in-laws voice sounded in reply to her casual joking comment:

"Oh yes I would Sarah. Marty will love hearing about you working here and fucking the johns for peanuts. Just wait till i call and tell him."

"Please no... don't do that.... I'm just in the contest you know... I'm not here working...." Sarah started to explain but the cum was still dripping from her pussy and was obvious to anyone looking.

She could sense her father-in-law staring at her pussy and it was an awkward silence that followed as he moved to get up and move to the door.

Mrs. Wong appeared from no where and yelled at Sarah:

"Come on fuckie-fuckie girl Sarah Walker - You get back stage. Mr. Wong will see you know. Upsetting customer no good. You may be disqualified...."

Marty spoke up and seemed to take control of Mrs. Wong for the moment. Sarah didn't believe his bullshit that he owned the club. He was a professional man of some standing in the community and the thought of him owning a strip club or whorehouse was beyond belief.

Her father-in-law seemed to guide her to a corner booth and sat beside her with Sarah trapped naked on the inside as she held her bikini bottoms in her hand.

"Look... don't tell anyone... please.. I just needed the money... the $300 dollars... With stock crash... nursing home costs... your son not paying anything for the kids and me.... I can't work days because I need to be with the kids...." Sarah explained.

"Look I have to go back stage in a few minutes to do my last number.... Yell for me... maybe I'll win the $5,000... You won't tell anyone right..."

 

[catlover]

Frank

"you have already won the contest - dont wory about it. Just go out there and do your best and when you are through, come back in here and talk to me'

"I want to know all about what's been happenning in your life, and i care about you and my grandchildren"

We walked out and i cornered Mrs Wong. "See to it she is the winner. That's an order". I went out in the audience and sat and watched as some dumb broad finished her dance, and then the MC introduced Sarah for her second dance.

As she came out from behind the curtain I stood and whistled and shouted and aroused the men in the room, and they all started to shout, especially seeing the cum running down her leg as she started to dance to the music.

She didnt waste any time. After a few twirls she was on the floor on her back, and her panties were off as she showed the audience what she had in her. The men all hooted and shouted and threw bills up on the stage

 

[Remec]

Christopher Walker

OOC:A tall, thin young man who tends to remain mostly in the background of things, Christopher has a gangly look that belies the strength in his arms and legs gained from following his brother, Martin, around in whatever sport or activity Marty decided he wanted to learn and/or master this week.

Funny thing is, while Marty changed his mind on things often and regularly, Christopher would keep with the ones he liked making him a pretty decent player in several sports and building his endurance with marathoning and the like.

He has a mop of black-brown curls and deep, rich brown eyes. Freckles dot the bridge of his nose and cover his shoulders rather liberally. He left Martin's service after a disagreement of the way he was treating his exwife, Sarah. Now that he works for their dad, Frank, however, he wonders if maybe he should get out and find his own way.

IC:
It began like most of my days do lately. Badly. Dad was his usual overbearing self, complaining I was late (two minutes early), that the car was filthy (sparkled like a showroom model), that my hair was a mess (washed, combed and brushed and not even seen under the chauffer's cap he made me wear). I nodded, quietly assuring him I would do better, and opened the door for him.

Sliding behind the wheel, I picked up the clipboard and glanced back at him in the mirror. "Schedule as is, or are there last minute changes today?"

"No, just like it says...<rumpling of paper as he looks at his copy> Except take me by the club for dinner. Wong's running one of his 'contests' and I want to look over the new crop of potential 'dancers'." He laughed in that evil incarnate way he has and I shook my head and started the day.

That's how it ran off and on the rest of the time. When we got to the club, I was told to go ahead and call it a night. Which actually means I'm not being paid any more, but if he wants driven somewhere in the next few hours I'd better be handy. So I got something to eat and sat in a quiet, dark corner watching the display and talking to some of the girls I knew...and a few I didn't...whenever Wong's crone of a wife wasn't lurking about to scurry them away from me.

Even if I had extra money, she knows me as a son of the real bossman and would rather the girls shook down someone who might be a real client.

Then a new girl came out and I kind of grooved on her look. She got into the music and was getting into her...even if the feathers on her outfit looked kind of silly...the way she had an innocence that shone through the tart makeup Mrs Wong liked the girls to wear. And those tits...when they finally came out of her top, you'd think she had been an opening act for the real dancers.

They shimmied. They bobbed. They practically reached off the stage and said,"Come play with us." I smiled and forced myself to raise my eyes and get a better look at her face.

Ohmygod...Sarah?

It couldn't have been, I thought as she left the stage. I moved to see for myself, but she was ushered into a room with some college guys. Troublemakers, I was sure of it, and when the cowboy sent them packing a little while later I nodded to myself. Mrs Wong immediately sent in someone else, so I chilled and pretended to be watching the dancing while eyeing the door to that private room carefully.

The other guy complained to Mrs Wong when she came for him, and I saw her shoo Sarah back towards the stage. She stumbled like she was out of it, then ducked back into the room and came out holding her panties.
And walked right into Dad.

I watched him take her to a table and talk, then she came to the stage and danced. She was as awesome this time as last. And when she dropped to her back and spread those thighs, I knew my mouth was open and the hooting appreciation I heard so loudly came from my own throat.

 

[little_golden]

Second Dance

Sarah was down right shocked when her former father-in-law told her:

"You have already won the contest - dont wory about it. Just go out there and do your best and when you are through, come back in here and talk to me'

Sarah hated that.

That bastard hasn't changed at all. He thinks his money can buy anything and buy me too. Where was he when his grandkids needed him. He was off whoring no doubt. He's just another pervert in the child Sarah thought to herself as she smiled at him as if to say "your so wonderful".

She was trying to mask her true feelings but some of her disgust with him was obvious.

She listened to his small talk but felt awkward in the nude before him:

"I want to know all about what's been happenning in your life, and Ii care about you and my grandchildren"

I bet you do you lying bastard! No doubt you're trying line up Mrs Wong so you can fire that tiny dick of yours in me Sarah continued in her hatred of her ex-father-in-law.

"Oh the children are growing... We're making out the best we can... I wish your son would pay the alimony I won... It's costing me everything to fight him in court...." Sarah told him in her soft feminine voice.

"Maybe you could talk to him... But don't tell you saw me here..." Sarah started to tell him again forgetting that she had already begged him to silence.

She listened as he ordered Mrs. Wong:

"See to it she is the winner. That's an order".

"I see what Mr. Wong wants. You own only half of this place. When you here - you are guest ... Mr. Wong runs it... and me" Mrs. Wong flashed back with obvious contempt for him.

Her dark brown eyes eyes flashed hatred at payback at Sarah.

"Little Sarah needs to get back stage...." Mrs. Wong politely reminded Sarah. But Sarah could tell it was all an act. The look in Mrs. Wong's eyes told her to watch her step and not to get in the little Chinese woman's way.

Sarah got up and excused herself from her father-in-laws presence.

"I've gotta get back stage..." she told him politely as if they were at some fancy social club.

Quickly she hurried and caught up to Mrs. Wong.

"You whore.... You listen to Mrs. Wong... You listen good... You filthy girl... You poor... You listen to Mrs. Wong... Me get you cash ... Me get you a new man...." Mrs. Wong coached and threatened her simultaneously.

"Whores make the best wives - look at old west!" Mrs. Wong reassured Sarah.

"Mrs. Wong I'm no whore... I'm just short on cash" Sarah tried to explain but Mrs. Wong ignored her.

"That man you were with... He's a bad man... You keep away from him... He's trouble... He's hurt some of my best girls before..." warned Mrs. Wong.

"Hurry... Get your bottoms and and get dancing" Mrs. Wong ordered as the DJ annouced that the second part of the competition was starting.

With her bottoms slipped on, Sarah skipped into the spotlight and onto the stage to a thunderous applause of the men in the club.

As she looked around she could see their cold faces and hard eyes.

I'm just a piece of meat to them... But if there dumb enough to pay to get in... I'm going to smile and put on a show!

As the music thundered, Sarah did several twirls, and moved to her back as she skidding on the floor for a second before lining herself up in front of one of the guys at the stage, and virtually shoving her crotch in his face and pretending he was eating her. Next she flipped over and landed on her feet as she danced to the music and let her big breasts jiggle and bounce to the chants and delight of the men. Half running, she leapt to the dance pole and spun around from top to bottom using a classic ballet move. From the poll she stood up and pretended the poll was fucking her from behind as she pretended to impale herself and to moan out.

The crowed whistled and howled its approval. Another cartwheel across the floor, boasted her energy and confidence level for she shifted her weight from foot to foor wiggling her ass for the men. As they cheered "take it all off baby!" she quickly untied the little bottoms and pulled off her tail. She twirled it in the air, and let it fly into the audience, feathers and all.

"Look at that snatch!" yelled one guy as he dropped his beer on the floor. Another man pointed with his mouth open as he beckoned Sarah over as he waived a 20 dollar bill.

From the corner of her she saw a woman talking to her date and she sensed the woman's word "what a fucking slut!"

Sarah made a point of giggling her breasts as she danced her way over to the man with the 20 dollar bill. She lowered her bush over the man's face as she smuggly waived the 20 at her beckoning her to come closer and closer.

I want that 20Sarah told herself as she smiled at the crowd as she played the man's game and moved her sweet pussy closer to the man. As she did so, the man's fingers were quick as he shoved one end of the rolled up 20 into her pussy where it stuck out.

"Right on!" screamed one of the man as they all laughed. Those close enough could see the wetness from her pussy and the ease at which it slid it. They just assumed she was having her own orgasm on stage as she entertained them.

As the lights flashed the music started to find and Sarah dashed off stage to the thunderous applause and cat calls of the patrons.
To her delight the men through bills and she rushed to grab them as she hurried back stage. Remembering her bottoms, she hurried back to a new round of applause as they figured it was an oncore.

As she reached back stage a big Chinese man was starring at her.

I hope he's not Mr. Wong.... He looks furious!

"You upset customer tonight...." he started as he pointed a finger at her.

 

[catlover]

Frank

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[little_golden]

OCC

Some thoughts to share...

1-The Wongs are the real owners/managers of the club/brothel. The story is based in their involvement and I can't see them being written out.

2-I now gather that Marty is the X-husband.

3-I was assuming that the father-in-law was evil and was trying to screw Sarah too. He doesn't seem evil at all. He actually seems pretty descent.

4-I gather Chris is another son. It seems strange they happen to be in the same club. Sarah would be horrified if an x-brother-in-law saw her. She's trying to be discrete about the dancing.

5-My favourite form of role-playing is when we post exclusively for our own characters and try to leave post open ended so that it faciliates a reply or a variety of options.

6-When Sarah leaves the club the story will pick up with the reporter outside. (Of course Chris or the x-father-in-law might think he's a stalker...)LOL

I'm open to story lines but I want to hold tre to some of the original posting framework. Sarah is not looking for a good life or to be rescued. The men in her life - make her miserable (or at least most of them - most of the time).

I think we can share the roles of Mr and Mrs. Wong. They add flavour to the story and help move it along. I think Mr. Wong was about to punish Sarah for messing it up with the reported by being on drugs.....

 

[little_golden]

Mr. Wong

Mr. Wong was a big man unlike his wife. He seemed to hobble to Sarah as she moved in the back.

"You come with me!" he ordered her.

Sarah had a bad feeling and started to back away.

"The judges want to see you. There is a problem with your time. You might be the winner" he lied to her.

Relunctantly she followed Mr. Wong to a private office in the back. To her surprise there was a full mirrored wall.

He can see everything in the changeroom and the floor Sarah realized as she looked out.

To her surprise as she gazed around the room, she saw Chris, her former brother-in-law and her father-in-law still seemed to be content waiting for her at his table.

There is no way.... I'm couldn't face him again... He might tell Sarah worried.

As she looked out the one way mirror, she felt a strong hand wrapping in her hair and pulling her backwards.

Sarah screamed but was thrown to the floor. The door opened and closed.

Looking up she saw Mrs. Wong with a riding crop and Mr. Wong with his erect penis pointing at her.

"You whore! You filthy whore! You cost Mr. Wong customer - so you pay Mr. Wong with your filthy mouth!" screamed Mrs. Wong.

Mr. Wong grinned as he was ready to stick it in her mouth or any other hole in the white woman.

 

[MBS1969]

Mr Wong

Wong stared disgustedly at the girl, only hours in the club and already she was causing him trouble and losing him money. She would have to be whipped into shape that was for sure he thought as he barked instructions for her to follow him. He could see the nervousness in her manner and softened his tone slightly with the intention of ensuring he could deal with her in private.

He watched her as she went to the one way mirror and stared out, he smirked when she realised that he would have seen her and all the others changing in the dressing room. He noticed her shudder as she stared at the man she had been talking to and realised she had found herself in a position of which she had no control.

Crossing the room silently he grabbed her hair and yanked her to the floor as his wife entered the room, closing and bolting the door behind her. Wong unzipped his fly, yanked out his semi erect cock and stood menacingly over her. His wife stood at his side, toying with the crop as if to make it plain to Sarah that she should do as she was told, and told her she did.

Wong knelt astride Sarah's head and slapped her face as she twisted her head to the side. She squealed in a mixture of pain and shock at the sharp slap to her cheek and looked up at him with teary eyes. He did not speak to her, his wife did that for him. He thought that this made him appear all the more terrifying to the girl pinned to the floor by his hands on her shoulders.

"You stupid girl, you owe Mr Wong, you owe him big. Five hundred dollars for thirty minutes, you lost this money, maybe more you druggie bitch. He might have stayed for longer, if you'd have been a good little whore. You own Mr Wong thousands of dollars."

Mrs Wong was screaming at the girl, Sarah's debt increasing with every insult she hurled at her.

"Two hundred dollars for a blow job and five hundred for a fuck, Mr Wong will have to fuck you many times before your debt is paid. Five thousand dollars you lost Mr Wong, you are his property now until you fuck your debt away. You do as he says, if he says suck you suck, if he says fuck you fuck, if he says you fuck ten men at once you do so until I say debt is paid"

Mr Wong smiled evily and leant forwards over her sobbing face. She pursed her lips but Wong pinched her nose so that she had to open her mouth to breath. In that instant he thrust his cock into her mouth, grinding his groin into her face, his balls coming to rest on her chin. He felt her gag as his cock nudged the back of her throat and he began to pump his cock into her mouth, enjoying the way she was thrashing her mouth from side to side to try to release him. He was not going to let that happen though as he held her shoulders tightly to the floor and literally fucked her face as Mrs Wong began to slap her thighs with the crop.

 

[little_golden]

Sarah saw a look of disgust in Mr. Wong's eyes. There was an evil look. He looked as if he wanted to punish her - or wanted revenge. It was the look her husband had at the custody hearing - when she had beaten him and his lawyers.

Sarah shrieked as she felt her har yanked. In addition to her pain loomed the nasty Mrs. Wong and her riding crop. She looked to Mrs. Wong hoping she would calm down her husband.

"Please help me Mrs. Wong..." Sarah pleaded.

I can't believe this is happening... My head is so messed up ... Now it hurts and Mrs. Wong is menacingly coming towards me with her black leather crop! raced through Sarah's mind.

"SLAP!"

Sarah barely felt the hard slap. But she certainly heard the crisp smacking of flesh on flesh and knew that Mr. Wong was not to be triffled with. Her eyes instantly filled with tears and then she felt his big hands pinning her to the floor. She felt his cock slipping into her mouth as she gasped for air. With a struggle she half forced it out.

Her eyes bulged as she realized what was happening.

Mrs. Wong's voice seemed to drift in and out of her mind. Everything now seemed to work in slow motion:

"You stupid girl, you owe Mr Wong, you owe him big. Five hundred dollars for thirty minutes, you lost this money, maybe more you druggie bitch. He might have stayed for longer, if you'd have been a good little whore. You own Mr Wong thousands of dollars."

"I didn't do anything... They... They gave me the drugs... I .. I need a doctor... I don't ... I don't do drugs.... I'm not a ... a whore" Sarah replied in a giggle stoned voice. She didn't recognize her own voice.

Her words semed very lost on Mrs. Wong for the verbal barrage continued the Chinese woman:

"Two hundred dollars for a blow job and five hundred for a fuck, Mr Wong will have to fuck you many times before your debt is paid. Five thousand dollars you lost Mr Wong, you are his property now until you fuck your debt away. You do as he says, if he says suck you suck, if he says fuck you fuck, if he says you fuck ten men at once you do so until I say debt is paid"

Sarah tried to shake her head to say "no way" but Mr. Wong was working his cock back into her mouth despite her objections. She didn't dare bit down for fear of Mr. Wong killing her.

"I won't... I can't... I'm just a contestant..." Sarah started to cry out when Mr. Wong grabbed her nose which forced her to open her mouth even more to breath. At that instant Sarah felt his jamming his cock all the way in her mouth.

"Ughhh" Sarah moaned as her throat felt poked and her gag reflex wa striggered. Despite her protests the big cock was stuck in place....

Sarah fought to shake him off her but he was too heavy. Now his cock he was forcing it back and forth ....

He's fucking my mouth... He's raping me.... Sarah now appreciated the desperate situation she was in.

"WHACK! WHACK!" thundered out as sharp pains raced across Sarah's right and then left breasts.

"Oooooooooo..... " Sarah screamed out in pain.


"WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!"

Three blows landed on her ass, as Mr. Wong now seemed intent on rolling her legs behind her head as he continued to fuck her mouth.

After the fifth whack from Mrs. Wong's crop Sarah resistance melted. Now she sucked his cock with heated passion and licked and caressed his tip. After feeling his pleasure as his hands no worked her breasts, she started to lick his cock as if it were a giant candy cane.

"OOOoo!" Sarah moaned as she realized that Mrs, Wong was now using the riding crop to get her pussy ready for Mrs. Wong's entry.

Sarah tried to move her hands down to her side to fend off Mrs. Wong, but couldn't reach. Mrs. Wong was taking liberties with her now wet pussy and clit.

"Please... no... no... don't rape me" Sarah grunted out as she licked his cock.

"Mr. Wong fuck you white whore... He fuckie your face, he fuckie you pussy... he fuckie anything he damn well wants. You white fuckie girl... You now our fuckie girl... You owe Mr. Wong.... You fuckie him...." Mrs. Wong screamed out.

 

[MBS1969]

Mr Wong

Her lips started to work on Wong's cock a little more purposefully now and he knew that if he could only break her she would be a gold mine for him and his wife. Her lips felt like silken gloves working on his cock and he would be able to charge more for her once word got round about her. His hands, now no longer necessary on her shoulders, moved to her breasts and began to knead them. He tweaked her nipples, watching how they stood up proudly, just waiting to be sucked on.

Mrs Wong was slapping Sarah's pussy firmly but more gently now, getting her ready for him, Wong almost lost control of himself so much was he looking forward to sampling her. Mrs Wong was screaming at her still, telling her what she had coming and calling her a whore to degrade her more. He watched the scene in front of him unfold and removed his cock from her mouth, sliding his hand up and down his shaft.

Wong indicated for his wife to move aside and she slid away to Sarah's side as Wong himself moved down between her legs. She tried to get up but his wife now had her shoulders pinned to the floor. Wong licked his lips as he surveyed her naked body, her pussy, lips wide and swollen from her earlier fuck and his wifes attention with the crop. He decided he was going to really enjoy this and thought of it as a necessity to get the silly girl obedient as soon as possible.

His wife continued her torrent of abuse

"You lay there now and fuck Mr Wong, if you good he may keep you for himself and Mrs Wong. Maybe I use you for fun too, you look like you could give Mrs Wong much pleasure too, maybe I fuck you too, maybe you fuck me."

Sarah looked horrified at the words of the cruel old woman who was suggesting things that Sarah would have never dreamed of.

"Lay still for Mr Wong, he fuck you now!! You lay still until he inside you then you move, you fuck him good you whore. You make him cum and maybe Mr Wong take pity on you and keep you for our bed."

Mrs Wong leant forward and kissed her on the lips and as Sarah struggled to free herself from the woman's lips and tongue Wong pushed forward into her. Wong's slim cock penetrated her deeply as he pushed into her, burying himself into her to the hilt. He heard as a scream penetrated the quiet of the soundproof room and wasn't quite sure who the scream came from or why. He knew that she felt tight around his cock though as he began to thrust in and out.

Wong was enjoying himself, she was a good fuck too, her body was thrashing about under him, either in protest or pleasure. It didn't matter which, because it added to the sensations of her slippy pussy around his cock. He bent his head and bit onto one of her nipples, chewing it firmly beneath his teeth, hearing her moans. His hands slipped onto her waist as he began to pound into her with more aggression, fucking her hard on the floor of his office. His hands gripping her firmly as he pumped into her, hearing his wife goad him on hysterically.

"Go on Che, fuck the druggie whore, make her sore, make her walk funny. Mrs Wong will drink your come from the dirty bitch after, go on fuck her hard!!"

The dirty talk from his wife excited him all the more and he continued to fuck her hard and fast, hearing her gasp and moan under him, her whole body shuddering beneath him.

"Take what you want from her, go on fuck her to death, the fucking whore!! Come now my husband, come in her, fill her with spunk, I want to drink from her filthy pussy, I want to taste you from her!!"

Wong grunted, it was too much, her tight wet pussy, her moans, his wife's shouts. His cock twitched inside her and he felt his cum shoot into her hot pussy, filling her up. He felt he had never cum so much in his life, this dirty little whore was a real find, the whore that would make him rich for sure. He laid across her shaking body, the pulses now subsiding as his balls finally emptied into her and her face blank now.

Without a word Wong rolled off her, zipped away his cock and left the room, leaving her to Mrs Wong.

 

[Remec]

Chris Walker

Damn...that *had* been Sarah! But, how? Why? My god if Marty ever knew about...suddenly the calm and collected way Dad had been talking to her made sense. He'd seen and recognized her before I had and was making nice in order to get something from her.

And, knowing Dad, that something was most likely a piece ass. Marty had always talked trash about Sarah. He did most of the women he was involved with, so that hadn't been a big surprise. What amazed me was how even when digging at her housekeeping or way with the kids or any number of little nitpick things....things that made me ask him why he married her to begin with...he always gave me that smirk of his.

"Chris, my man, when a girl sucks and fucks like Sarah does, even when you want to walk away, your cock just overrides all reason."

I thought she was nice, and pretty, but in that quiet girl sort of way. But watching her shake her tits and roll her hips on the floor, opening her legs and showing off that well kept...but not shaved...pussy, I thought something else entirely.

{Damn, I'd like to fuck that.}

She left the stage to a fairly thunderous applause and a whirlwhind of hooting and whistling. If they actually had a contest tonight, she was probably a shoo-in. But something about the look in Wong's eyes when he came to sheperd her away from the stage wing prompted me to wander closer.

Unlike most of the time when I strayed too close to the backstage areas and the girls who weren't on the stage or in the house, my walk went unopposed. I took out my smokes and made like I was stepping off for a cig, but turned the wrong way and slipped backstage. Mrs Wong was just entering the room they used for an office.

{Was that a riding crop?}

There was just the briefest of sounds from within as she entered, but nothing I could distinguish. I lit my cigarette and hung on the payphone, chatting into the empty receiver and watching the door. After several minutes...incredibly long minutes...Wong came out with a look of momentary satisfaction on his face, and a shrinking bulge in his pants.

He went to wander the house and return to his usual position at the bar, glaring over drunks and people who weren't buying drinks often enough or were getting too fresh with the girls. I had to see what was happening, so I crossed the hall and checked the door. It was locked, but hadn't closed properly for being locked, so I went through and shut it properly behind me.

Sarah was laid out on the floor. Naked. Hair askew and skin flushed with the look of someone freshly fucked. Mrs Wong was face down between her thighs, licking and sucking Sarah's pussy free of cum.

I got hard, like that.

 

[little_golden]

Sarah was in disbelief....

Mrs. Wong was so inetent on teaching Sarah a listen and punishing her for the lost customer that Sarah's pussy was sore and aching at the intensity and speed that Mrs. Wong had worked the riding crop in and out of her now wet pussy.

Mrs. Wong's screaming had the effect of scaring Sarah and preventing her from calling for help.

"Help!" Sarah had tried calling but her voice was lost in a torrent of Chinese and Englush words as Mrs. Wong called her everything nasty that came to mind: slut, whore, bitch, cunt, fuck toy, pussy, cock tease, cum sucker.....

From the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Wong stroking himself.

He's whacking off Sarah assumed as she looked up in desperation.

"Please... please stop her Mr. Wong... She's hurting me... I didn't do anything...." Sarah pleaded to no avail.


"No.. Noo! NOOOO!" Sarah screamed out as she watched Mr. Wong start to position himself between her legs with his now hard cock. Mrs. Wong took over holding her to the floor and keeping her legs apart as she now used the crop one handed for a few more strokes before her full attention were put to keep Sarah's legs pushed back and apart.

Sarah's lovely bush was exposed and her pussy had a wet inviting gleam in sharp contradiction to Sarah's pleading to leave her alone.

"No... Don't Mr. Wong.. Please... It's a misunderstanding... I'm not a junkie... I'm no whore... I'm a mother... No... Please ... don't rape me!" Sarah had cried out trying to stop Mr. Wong.

He just grinned and moved right in.

Mrs. Wong resumed her abuse. Sarah almost shrank back at the intensity of her abuse and the anger in her abuse.

Sarah heard the words "pet" and "pleasing Mrs. Wong". She bucked and squirmed trying to escape but to no effect. Between Mr and Mrs. Wong, she was trapped and at their mercy.

Mrs. Wong kiss on Sarah's lips was revolting. As Sarah screamed out, Mr. Wong slipped in his cock into her wet hot pussy causing Sarah to forget herself and moan out in automatic response to the waves of pleasure from his pulsating cock.

"She likes - Mr. Wong's wong" laughed Mrs. Wong at her own joke. Sarah simply cringed both at the offensive humour and the fact that Mr. Wong had burried his cock into her soft enveloping pussy.

"Tight... Tight Pussy... I like tight pussy!" Mr. Wong announced.

"Ughhh.....aaaaaaaaa - please no" begged Sarah as Mr. Wong now worked his cock back and forth enjoying the ride and the sweet delicateness of Sarah and her most wonderfully pleasing pussy.

Mr. Wong was delighted as he thrashed his tool inside her, enjoying her hot wet sensations and hearing her soft moans and tears.

"You no cry... Mr. Wong like tight pussy... Sarah tight pussy... Many men will like Sarah's tight pussy... Maybe man buy Sarah..." Mr. Wong went on as he continued pumping away trying to get himself off with no concern for Sarah's pleasure.

"Ouch!" Sarah yelled out as Mr. Wong bit her nipple.

"You shut the fuckie up!" yelled out Mr. Wong as she gave Sarah a slap to her face to reduce her resistance.

Mrs. Wong loved it when Mr. Wong slapped the girls. It always made them more cooperative to both of them. This one she was making her own plans for. Maybe she'd be their server and sex slave.

She couldn't resist egging Mr. Wong on as she told him:

"Go on Che, fuck the druggie whore, make her sore, make her walk funny. Mrs. Wong will drink your come from the dirty bitch after, go on fuck her hard!!"

At that moment Sarah felt his explosion of cum within her. He was flowing and flowing inside her as he continued to pump a few more times but each one slower and less deep.

Sarah tried to block it out.

Bad dream... Not happening... I'll wash... I won't get pregnant... No... It won't happen... no... Sarah tried to calm herself.

Mrs. Wong voice was screaming yet seemed far off to Sarah:

"Take ... fuck her to death...fucking whore!! ... fill her with spunk ... I ..drink from her filthy pussy...!!"

"Oh God no.... I full of his cum!" cried out Sarah angrily. Mr. Wong unceremoniously pulled out his cock, leaving a trail of cum on her stomach and resulting in the cum dripping from Sarah's pussy.

"Cream Pie!" screamed out Mrs. Wong as Mr. Wong was disinterested in Sarah and moved off.

Mrs. Wong let Sarah lie on the floor with tears streaming from her eyes.

Sarah cried for several minutes as Mrs. Wong held her.

"Sarah..lucky girl... Mr. Wong like Sarah.. No sell to mainland China... Sarah work in America... Tight pussy... You show Mrs. Wong ... NOW!" Mrs. Wong ordered.....

As Sarah slowly opened her legs, Mrs. Wong moved in between and started to lick up the cum from her pussy. Her pussy was still excited and the soft gentle tongue had re-lit her sexual fires.

"Oh Mrs. Wong...." Sarah started to plead but the sexual pleasure was so intense she stopped mid-sentence. Mrs. Wong had worked her soft tongue in and around Sarah's pussy. She spent several minutes toying with Sarah's clit before Sarah, finally achieved her own orgasm under the guidance and control of Mrs. Wong. She thrashed under Mrs. Wong touch.....

When she finished her screams of pleasure, she looked towards the door in the embarassment, to her utter shock, there was Chris... Marty's brother.....

Sarah got up, pushing Mrs. Wong away...

"Chris... Chris... It's not what you think....." Sarah started to explain as she hurried naked to Chris. Her mind was so clouded from the drugs she forgot that she was still naked....

 

[MBS1969]

Barney

Barney stretched in his car, it had been an hour since his exit and he knew it could be many hours later before the club closed for the night. He lit a cigarette and sat in the darkness, waiting patiently for some sign of the girl.

His mind thought back to the sight of her, laid on the floor, cum dribbling down her leg. What was it that sent a woman to these lows, it occured to Barney that if she were desparate he might be able to use that to his advantage. He might be able to use her as a proper spy, every night he could convince her to work that club could add to his story. He might even get an award for this expose, maybe he might even fuck the woman too, once she came down from the drugs.

 

[Remec]

It's not?

I moaned as my hardon rubbed against my slacks. Sarah must have heard me, because she glanced up from the floor beneath Mrs. Wong. Looked right at me, her eyes trying to focus and then growing big as she realized who I was.

"Chris... Chris... It's not what you think....."

I gave her a look and shook my head. "Doesn't matter what I think. I know what I just saw. You came like a big time slut for that woman's tongue and mouth. Marty always said oral was one of your main talents, but I figured he meant you sucking him off."

I flicked my eyes over her naked body, simply amazed that such tits and ass could've stayed hidden away by no more than shapeless, oversized clothing for such a long time. Without realizing it, I found myself licking my lips and running my hands over the thickness trying its best to escape by pushing itself through my closed zipper.

I looked past her to Mrs Wong, still kneeling on the floor and looking not too bad without the seemingly perpetual scowl that always crossed her face. She was beginning to get it back and I saw her reaching for the riding crop laying on the floor near her.
I turned my gaze back to Sarah and smiled,"It's okay. I'm sure it's all just a misudnerstanding." I extended my arms to her around midtorso, my palms facing upwards.

She seemed relieved for a moment, and moved closer to me. I let my arms wrap themselves about her and brought her into my chest. "Yeah, I'm sure you didn't mean to jump up and leave Mrs Wong hanging like that. Just excited to see a familiar face...but excitement is no cause for being bad. Is it, Mrs Wong?"

 

[little_golden]

Sarah was surprised when Chris' familiar voice shattered the room. He was aghast as his smooth voice materialized and put her in a state of shock and embarassment. He told her straight up:

"Doesn't matter what I think. I know what I just saw. You came like a big time slut for that woman's tongue and mouth. Marty always said oral was one of your main talents, but I figured he meant you sucking him off."

"Shit!" Sarah blurted out. It wasn't one of her normal words but somehow it just seemed to fit as her world was being shattered.

"Oh no Chris.... I was raped... I'm so glad you're here to help me get out of here... We don't have tell your dad or Marty...." Sarah suggested trying to get a feel where Chris was heading with this new tidbit of gossip.

Sarah saw him eyeing her up and down and the bulge in his pants was eye catching.

"Please... please don't look at me like that.... Really... I... I made a mistake coming her tonight...." Sarah started to explain but the look she read in Chris' eyes seemed to say "skip the bullshit for someone who cares".

As Sarah saw him licking his lips and running his hand over the bulge in his pants, she instantly remembered her nudity and tried to hide her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other in an awkward and only partial successful fashion.

Sarah could see Chris looking to Mrs. Wong.

Is he looking for permission? Or is he here to hire his own little bitch hooker Sarah wondered.


Chris' words stung, for he seemed to sarcastically explain:

"It's okay. I'm sure it's all just a misunderstanding."

"Thanks... It'll be our secret" Sarah suggested.

She didn't want to hug Chris, but with his outreached arms she felt she had no choice and felt his arms wrap around her waist.

It's going to be okay... He won't tell.... Wow... Maybe he's okay after all.... Sarah started to think.

His words stung her like a slap to her face:

"Yeah, I'm sure you didn't mean to jump up and leave Mrs. Wong hanging like that. Just excited to see a familiar face...but excitement is no cause for being bad. Is it, Mrs. Wong?"

Sarah looked dumbfounded as she looked back and forth between Chris and Mrs. Wong.

So much for him not being another prick... like his brother... and his old man Sarah thought to herself.

"Look Mrs. Wong... I competed in the contest... I was the best dancer out there... I deserve the $5000" Sarah told Mrs. Wong. I want the $300 contestant prize and the $5000" Sarah told Mrs. Wong.

 

[Remec]

Chris

Sarah had seemed hesitant to take my embrace, but she did. I smiled and reassured her, too well it seemed as she got demanding with Mrs Wong.

"Look Mrs. Wong... I competed in the contest... I was the best dancer out there... I deserve the $5000. I want the $300 contestant prize and the $5000"

Uhoh...I thought...wrong tactic...and sure enough, BAM! Riding crop to the ass!

"You stupid girl! You druggie slut! You no get nothing but beat you use that voice with me!" She hit Sarah again on her ass, turning her towards me and driving those breasts into my chest. My arms flexed as she came further within their scope and I pinned her against me. Mrs Wong grabbed Sarah's hair from behind, getting up against my ex-sis-in-law's ear.

"Me tell you, you mess up with customer, very bad. You owe Mr Wong lots money...much more than $300...you lucky you good suck and fuck, you pay him off very quickly." She rubbed the end of the crop up between Sarah's asscheeks, and from the gasp and sigh she made I knew Mrs. Wong was teasing Sarah's cunt with it.

"What about you?", I asked. Sarah's eyes darted my direction, not sure where I was going with this. Hell, I was surprised myself. Mrs. Wong also gave me a raised look. "Shouldn't she be paying you off too? For being a problem girl?"

Mrs. Wong smiled in that classic evil grin and nodded. She understood. "Mmm...Mr Chris knows. Smart man...not like father and brother...they pigs <ptui>...you girl...down..." She began to return to the floor, trying to take Sarah with her by the hold on her hair.

I began to kneel as well, my grip on Sarah lessening somewhat, but I waited to see what she would do before releasing her entirely...

 

[little_golden]

"Oooo shit! Why did you that!" Sarah screamed out as the hard whack from the riding crop to her ass made delayed contact to her brain.

Mrs. Wong was screaming and poor Sarah took a few steps backwards as Mrs. Wong blasted her:

"You stupid girl! You druggie slut! You no get nothing but beat you use that voice with me!"

Sarah was helpless Mrs. Wong moved forward and nailed with a second blow from the riding crop on Sarah's lovely rear end as she tried to escape backwards.

"Ooowwww! .... Please... please no" Sarah whined trying to stop Mrs. Wong from beating her.

As Sarah continued to watch Mrs. Wong as she scooted away she plowed right into Chris. Breasts first slamming into his chest.


To her surprise, Chris' arms seemed to wrap around Sarah, but not in a protective fashion...

He's holding me!

"Please let me go Chris!" Sarah begged but Mrs. Wong's hand had already gotten a tight grip in Sarah's hair and had begun tugging and forcing Sarah backwards.

Mrs. Wong had resumed her screaming:

"Me tell you, you mess up with customer, very bad. You owe Mr Wong lots money...much more than $300...you lucky you good suck and fuck, you pay him off very quickly."

"No... I'm not like that.. I just needed the $300... for rent and food..." Sarah started to explain.

"Oooo!" Sarah moaned as she felt the leather riding crop behing worked between her ass cheeks. She could feel it teasing her pussy and send waves of pleasure through her body. Further stimulating her and causing her to moan without wanting to.

Chris's words interrupted Mrs. Wong as he interjected:

"What about you?"

Mrs. Wong replied:

"Shouldn't she be paying you off too? For being a problem girl?"

Sarah looked from one to the other not sure what was going on.

Why is he helping her? Sarah couldn't understand.

Sarah could feel the hand tight in her hair and then she lost her balance and was forced by Mrs. Wong firm hand back towards the stage area.

"No... No Mrs. Wong ... I want to go home... I'm late...." Sarah suggested.... She was desperate to get free.... and out of the situation. She needed her head t clear from the drugs.

 

[Remec]

Chris

I was a little disappointed. When Mrs Wong had first tugged Sarah's hair down and back, I'd begun to kneel thinking she was going to get some of the oral action Wong had apparently gotten from my exsis-in-law. But she was just doing that sort of Alpha training sort of thing...the way your grandmother pulls your ear down before taking you where she wants you to go.

In Sarah's case, Mrs Wong wanted her to go back on stage, or at least to the backstage area. But Sarah had started coming out of whatever she'd been on, and protested every step.

"No... No Mrs. Wong ... I want to go home... I'm late...."

Mrs Wong snapped her head around to look Sarah in the eye. "You late, huh? Got big date? Better place to fuck and suck than Wong's? Stupid girl...you big winner tonight...that mean you here until close...dance and dance and suck cock and take it deep alll night long...now, get dressed...you need go back on stage...five minute...and wipe that cum off..." She tossed Sarah a box of kleenex and pointed to where the tell-tale sign of what she'd been doing and of Sarah's newest arousal at the crop rubbing between her thighs was clearly visible running down her legs.

Mrs Wong stopped by me on the way out. "Five minute...she on stage...you talk to me later you want time with her..." and she looked back at Sarah. "Hurry up girl!" And she was out the door.

I watched her through the mirror-wall. She began pulling girls around and ordering people this way and that, pausing beforehand to brush her hair back and fix the ruffling of her clothes and wipe her lips and cheeks of any sign of Sarah's cream.
She turned and looked meaningfully at the mirror and pointed to her wrist.

"You may as well get dressed and go out there...you're not going to make any money of your own unless you dance." I said, looking at her naked body and licking my lips without really realizing it.

 

[little_golden]

Sarah was terrified of where Mrs. Wong was taking her.

For such a small woman... She's strong... Sarah decided. Her head was so fucked up from the drugs she had a hard time thinking , yet alone resisting. Her mind was working and she didn't have the stamina or will power to physically fight Mrs. Fong.

If she messes me up... How do I explain it to the kids... No.. I can't get messed up.... Sarah decided as she tried to shuffle along in stride with Mrs. Wong.

Her protests and pleas to go home were met with a dark sarcastic wit:

"You late, huh? Got big date? Better place to fuck and suck than Wong's? Stupid girl...you big winner tonight...that mean you here until close...dance and dance and suck cock and take it deep alll night long...now, get dressed...you need go back on stage...five minute...and wipe that cum off!"

"But.... but... but" Sarah started to mumble her opposition and outrage but Mrs. Wong didn't seem to give a shit. Sarah's thoughts were interrupted as Mrs. Wong tossed a box of Kleenex at her and made a cleaning gesture towards Sarah's pussy.

Looking down Sarah whispered "Shit... I'm dripping Wong's cum... Gross!"

Quickly she grabbed a few tissues and began to wipe herself right there in front of Chris. She was desperate to get rid of his cum since she wasn't on any form of birth control.

How the hell would I explain this to my relatives.... Knowing Marty he'd make an issue of me being an unfit mother... Now with Chris here... fuck! How do I get into this stuff.... My friend said it would be an easy $300 and maybe the whole $5000 Sarah thought as she kept wiping.

"I need a douche Mrs. Wong" Sarah started to plead but Mrs. Wong was ignoring her.

"You just get clean-up... No douche... Nice and wet... Men like that... You dance.. You fuck more.. Lots more... Lots of fuckie-fuckie... You no mess up again.. You just dance... mix with the men... and fuckie-fuckie ...okay... you understand...." Mrs. Wong further coached her.

Sarah clit was still erect from the arousal of Mrs. Wong and the fucking from Mr. Wong. She had a lot of pent up energy and her body wasn't satisfied. Somehow the drugs were fucking up her off switch on her arousal and needs.

Sarah looked for her outfit - the skimpy little bikini and pulled up the g-string and then slipped into the bikini top. It seemed tighter than before. It was confusing.... The g-string seemed to ride up her ass higher than before.

I'm just scared... I'll get over it... It's just one night... They have to let me go home eventually... They just have to.... Sarah tried to calm herself.

Mrs Wong had been running around back stage and shouted out:

"Five minute...she on stage...you talk to me later you want time with her..."

Looking to Sarah she was very clear:

"Hurry up girl! The men want more of your pussy. You give them real close up...."

Mrs. Wong walked out the stage door and disappeared into the bar area leaving Sarah alone with Chris.

Sarah started to walk to the larger shared room. She was trying to brush her hair with her fingers and wanted a mirror too.

I must be a mess she told herself as she started to fidget with nervous excitement.

"Chris" Sarah whispered as she remember Chris was still about. As her eyes caught him, she realized he had probably been watching and waiting for Mrs. Wong to leave.

Chris had big eyes and a bigger bulge in his pants. He was licking his lips and Sarah knew he wanted to fuck. She had seen that look in his eyes before. Sarah had always discouraged his attention but she wasn't sure how to keep this pussy hound off her scent.

He was direct:

"You may as well get dressed and go out there...you're not going to make any money of your own unless you dance."

"Chris... You could just lend me some money... I'll pay you back... Mrs. Wong would probably take the money... right... no hassle... no fuss. You could tell her if she doesn't you'll call the cops... Tell her brother is a crazu fuck and will go nuts... Please Chris..." Sarah went on.

Sarah moving into the main area, found a mirror and started to work her hair and make-up. The other girls kinda stared at her.

They know. They're starting at me. They know. Did they hear? Doesn't matter.... Sarah thought.

"Fucked the boss eh! Don't worry it's not going to help you win.. There is no prize money.. It's bogus" laughed a Black woman with a very athletic build.

Sarah was offered a bottle from another contestant. She took a sip and the hard liquor floating down hard but settled quickly. It didn't even hit her at first.

The time passed quickly and she simply waited like a sheep in line to dance. This dance the music was slow and she felt more awkward as she made her way on stage. The men hooted as she made her way to the centre of the stage.

"There's the one with the big tits!" called out one of the man in the chairs near the stage.

Sarah just grinned as she started to move slowly around the stage looking at the audience and trying to read their reaction....

Is Chris watching? Is he waiting? Is Mrs. Wong already lining up men?

Sarah moved closer to the man at the stage who was yelling out his praise for her breasts. She leaned forward and let them dangle though still restrained by her top.

"Do we want me to take it off?" she called out to the crowd?" as she shook them for the men as she looked up to read their faces.

"Hell yes!" several hollared out.

"Damn right!" yelled out another table.

"Put them in my mouth" pleaded the man closest to her.

Slowly she untied her top and then twirled in the air as she pulled it off. The men hooted and yelled their appreciation....