Double Ass

When I started hawking my pussy in the streets for anyone, and any thing, that paid, I was ready to go to any extreme to earn that extra shilling.

Well, as is the rule, the client pays for my services – blowjob, strip teasing/dancing, sex and all – and they get their money's worth (no change or balance), but if they want more or anything unconventional, I charge extra. Those are the terms and conditions. Such desserts come with a bonus from the boss. He watches everything we do from his upstairs voyeur room equipped with screens fed live by discreetly concealed cameras from all rooms.

One of the lucrative bonuses is double ass, two cocks in your ass.

So, after going for about two hours with two guys (MMF), all imaginable sex positions and styles tried, one of the guys went for my ass.

Piece of cake; it was not the first time I was doing anal, and I offered for the mere fact of the bonus. What? I don't like those eyebrows I see rising on me. That's what keeps me the envy of the average girl (luxury), buys me shoes, and pays for my bills, salon and all.

At first I did not know what they wanted, but when one of them inserted his cock in my ass and laid back, me on top, spreading my legs as far as they could go, it did not occur to me they wanted a double ass.
The other guy positioned himself on top of me and I thought he was going for the pussy, as in cock in ass, another in pussy, I sandwiched between them. Instead, he went for the ass.

Slowly by slowly, I felt my ass being torn asunder, the walls crumbling down and…. A tremor ran through me. What I felt words alone can't describe, but that's the last thing I can remember before darkness besieged me.

When I came to, I was at the hospital (guess the boss still wanted me to mint him more money!).



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Bruised Petal

(Diary of a Jewish Sex Slave story)

Friday 13th, September;

After a week of being sold and resold to willing buyers since my kidnap from our home in Neve Tzedek, I ended up in an unknown mansion of obscenity being a statistic in the world's most lucrative, and secret, business of sexual slavery and human trafficking.

Together with other girls, mostly my age, others even younger, stood naked before a horde of lusty looking men with sex-maniacal saliva drooling at the corners of their mouths. A goliath of an overly-muscled pimp, or maybe he was a man-whore, went around like a parade commander inspecting a guard of honor inserting his fingers into our cunts testing the tightness of our pudendum
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Of all the thirteen girls I was the only one who was chosen (I guess I was the only one with a tighter squeeze) to be his, or some other chimp's, flesh-light for the night (at the same time mint money for the house).

I was taken to a room where my virginity that I had virtuously kept for sixteen years was to be brutally taken. My oh-so lovely mother's words of how those worth plucked the petal with dignity evaded me as the horrors of bruised petal plucked hastily debilitated me.

Claw hammer hands grabbed me and the next thing I felt was my legs being spread before a log of a penis split me into two, drilled full length into my pubescent vagina forcing me open from orifices I even hadn't known existed.

"Roll her on top," a new voice commanded.

Once on top, the animal beneath kept on drilling my now profusely bleeding pussy, making obscene noises.
Instantly, my body jerked forward and pushed to lay chest-to-chest with the ape beneath. That's when the worst happened – another stump of maleness forced its way into my ass and then lights went out.

 
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