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entirely coincidental.


Rent Whores
Part 3

By
Norm DePloom

When I got back from the Wash-O-Matic Cathy, wearing a
robe, was sitting on the steps to her trailer with
teen slut Barbie.

"Is your toilet OK?"  I asked stopping to get a look
at Barbie's teen-nips pushing against her T-shirt.
Barbie was probably still a virgin, but her pert young
nipples were standing up and screaming 'suck me' to
every male who walked by.

"Yes, thank you."  Momma whore said in a distinctly
chilly tone of voice.  If she didn't want me staring
at her daughter's teenage nips then she should make
her wear something other than thin, tight T-shirts.
Who ever thought up the idea that women should be able
to wear anything they wanted without being hit on by
men was a moron.  If a female dresses like a slut, men
are going to treat her like a slut.  If teen-sluts-to-
be are going to wear T-shirts that show off their
nipples then men are going to assume they want their
nipples paid attention to.  Sorry if you don't like
it, but that's the way men are.  Well, except for a
few p-whipped losers I know.  Call me a misogynist (I
bet you didn't even think I knew that word) but I
think there's a lot of truth in the joke;

What do you call that useless flap of flesh that
surrounds a cunt?

A woman.

Laughed my ass of the first time I heard that.

I left momma whore and teen cunt on their steps and,
after ducking into my double wide for a cold brew,
wondered back to watch the crew working.  I love work,
I can sit and watch people do it for hours.  A couple
of years ago they widened the street outside the
trailer park, I spent the whole summer in a patio
recliner under a beach umbrella, sucking down beer and
watching the men (and a couple of big-boned, dyke type
females) working.  A few blowjobs and lunch-break
fucks from my whores got my driveway widened and re-
graveled.  Didn't cost me a fucking cent.

Just after my girls started servicing the construction
workers, one of the two bitches working on the crew
came over to my lounge just before quitting time one
day and explained that she was not a dyke, and if I
expected to get any free work done by the crew I'd
better arrange for her to get a little fucking too.
She was a little heavier than I usually prefer and had
a face that didn't exactly inspire cocks to stiffen,
but what the hell, I thought, she's got a cunt, what
more does it really take?

"Want to come into my doublewide for a brew?"  I asked
in my own particularly charming way.

"Sure," she replied, trying to look saucy.  I
controlled my gag reflex and walked up the stairs to
my doublewide's deck ahead of her.  I opened the door
to my trailer and gave the other construction workers
a big grin as she stepped inside.  As soon as the door
closed I pushed the cunt down onto her knees and,
pulling the leg of my gym shorts aside, pushed my
hardening cock into her mouth.  I pulled her hard hat
off, then grabbed a double handful of her hair and
fucked deeper into her mouth.  I stopped momentarily
when she gagged.

"If you throw up, bitch, you'll lick it back up then
I'll finish fucking your mouth."  After warning her of
the consequences of not keeping her stomach under
control I started fucking her mouth again, pushing my
cock even deeper into her face.  She gagged a couple
more times before she learned to take it all the way
down her throat, but she didn't puke.  I figure if a
cunt comes up to me and asks to be fucked, she's
begging to be treated like a whore and I'm more than
willing to accommodate them.  I fucked the bitch's
face with long powerful strokes, pulling my cock out
until I felt her lips on the rim of my cock head, then
pushing in back in until her nose was buried in my
pubic hair.  She wrapped her arms around my thighs and
held on while I rode her face.  When the time came I
pulled my cock out of her mouth and decorated her with
gobs of sticky cum.

"Don't wipe it off."  I ordered as I pulled her to her
feet by her hair and pushed her back against the wall.
"You asked for it," I told her as I grabbed a pair of
scissors from the nearby end table, "for the rest of
this construction job you're my bitch," I quickly cut
holes in her shirt, "you're my whore until the road is
done."  I pulled the material of her bra away from
each of her tits in turn and cut out circles that
allowed her nipples to stick through.

"Tomorrow morning," I instructed as I walked my cum-
faced, nipple showing, construction-worker cunt to the
door of my doublewide, "as soon as you get here you
will strip naked on the deck, then come into my
doublewide and wake me by sucking on my cock."  I
opened the door and stepped her through it onto my
deck.  The entire construction crew had stopped
working and had gathered around my deck.  My little
road-building whore got a round of applause mixed with
obscene comments about her exposed nipples and her cum
covered face as she crossed the deck and walked down
the steps to return to work with a bright red face.
She probably got more male attention in those few
minutes than any other time in her life.  I do dearly
love watching people work, and I'm really going to
love watching my whores fuck.  After the rest of the
crew followed the slut back to her work area, the
foreman and I finalized our agreement for widening my
driveway and re-graveling.

The next morning I was awakened by the feel of a nice
warm wet mouth sliding up and down my morning hard on.
As I shook off the last of my morning fog, and pumped
the road-whore's mouth full of cum, I realized that
she wasn't too bad buck-assed naked.  She wasn't a
raving beauty, but I could find guys who would pay to
fuck her.  That's not saying much though, I could find
guys who would pay to fuck a watermelon if I put a wig
on it and cut a hole in it.

"Get me a beer," I growled, as soon as my cock stopped
squirting cum.  I give the bitch a shove with my foot,
sending her flying out of my bed to land on her naked
ass on the floor.  While she was pulling herself to
her feet, and stumbling into the kitchen, I headed to
the bathroom to empty my bladder.  She brought me the
brew while I was still holding the pant leg of my gym
shorts to the side so I could piss.  I always love
putting fresh beer in one end while the old stuff is
coming out the other.  The stupid cunt stood there,
naked, watching me piss like she'd never seen a man
doing it before.

"Go on," I told her as I gave my half hard cock a
couple of shakes, then stuffed it back inside my
shorts, "to the front room."  I finished, giving her a
push in that direction.  I followed behind, watching
her bare fanny as we moved to the front room.

"Lay down on the floor," I told her as I relaxed in my
recliner, "and fuck yourself."  The bitch looked
around the room with a confused expression on her
face, like she couldn't figure out what I was telling
her to do.

"Come on," I repeated more forcefully, "down on the
floor and do yourself just like you do at night when
you're pretending you actually have a man to fuck
you."  Her face slowly turned bright red as she sank
down to the floor.  Her obvious humiliation indicated
that I'd come uncomfortably close, for her, to the
truth about her sex life.  Lying on her back, with one
arm over her eyes, she spread her legs and, bending
her knees, used the other hand to rub her crotch.  She
was the type who masturbated by rubbing their whole
hand in circles on their cunt.

"Come on," I said with obvious exasperation after
watching her for a few minutes, "really put on a show
for me.  Use both hands," I suggested helpfully,
"spread yourself open and fuck your cunt with your
fingers."  I watched as the red-faced construction
bitch did as I suggested, spreading her cunt lips open
and pushing a finger inside.

"More fingers," I suggested a few minutes later.  She
obediently pushed two more fingers into her pussy for
a total of three fingers fucking in and out of her
drooling fuck hole.

"Now," I said leaning forward for a better view while
I stroked my hardening cock, "use your other hand and
start fucking a finger into your ass."

"I don't like anything around my ass."  She informed
me.

"Did I ask you what you liked?"  Some bitches just
don't get it.

"No, but..."

"But nothing you useless cunt," sometimes you have to
at least pretend that you care enough to get angry
with them, "get a finger up your ass or I'm going to
hold you down and put my fist there."  I could see
that her puckered little butt hole was already coated
with lubricant that had been oozing down from her
pussy.  She turned her hips to the right, and her
shoulders to the left, twisting her body so she could
reach down from the back with her left hand and gently
push the tip of her finger into her tight ass.

"You've never been fucked in the ass?"

"No, and I don't want to be either."

"There you go again," I said shaking my head,
"thinking that what you want matters."  My cock was
completely hard now.  Hard and eager for the
opportunity to fuck a virgin asshole, especially a
virgin asshole on a woman who didn't want it fucked.

"Up you go," I said getting out of my recliner, "onto
your knees."  She pulled her fingers out of the slimy
holes and climbed to her knees.  The stupid bitch
probably thought I wanted another blowjob.

"Lean over the table," I ordered pulling her over to
the coffee table by her hair.

"Not my ass," she wailed as I pushed her down across
the table and knelt behind her.  She sighed with
relief as I pushed my cock into her wet cunt.  I
fucked her pussy with long hard strokes for a couple
of minutes then, just when she was really getting into
having her cunt fucked, I pulled out and slammed it
into her ass.

"Oh god, no," she screamed as my cock sank half way
into her anus with one thrust.  I'm sure some of the
guys on the construction crew heard her scream.  If
they did, they probably just smiled and applauded.
There's not a man alive who isn't, at least secretly,
pleased when a woman who's trying to do man's work
gets a good ass raping.  I pulled about a quarter of
the way out and then forced the rest of it inside her
tight hole.  Her struggling underneath me just made it
feel that much better.  After fucking her as hard for
two or three minutes I held my cock buried deep inside
her butt,

"My cock's going to stay just where it's at until you
make yourself cum," I told her.

"Oh god," she gasped, then she reached back between
her legs with both hands and started working her cunt
and her clitoris in earnest.   I leaned over her with
a hand on the table on each side of her naked body and
gave a couple of sharp thrusts with my hips, just to
make sure my hard cock was all the way inside her
tight virgin ass.

"Come on slut," I whispered in her ear, "cum for me."
She moaned and began to pump her hips, fucking her
cunt on her fingers and her ass on my cock.

"No wonder you can't keep a man," I said in her ear,
trying to humiliate her further, "men don't like
frigid bitches that can't cum.  What a pathetic slut
you are.  If you lived here I wouldn't let you be one
of my whores.  You'd have to pay cash, your cunt isn't
worth fucking."

"Oh god," she moaned loudly with tears streamed from
her eyes.  She frantically ground her crotch on her
hands as her body jerked in orgasmic release.  Some
sluts just cum better if you humiliate them.  As soon
as her orgasm stopped, I put my left arm around her
waist and, after picking her up from the table pushed
four fingers of my right hand into her wet pussy.
While holding her with her ass still impaled on my
cock I roughly fucked my fingers in and out of her
cunt, dragging my hand firmly across her clitoris with
each stroke.

"Oh god, no," she begged, trying to push my hand away
from her cunt, "you're hurting me."

"Deal with it bitch," I told her, fucking my fingers
in and out of her cunt even more forcefully.

"No, no, no," she said over and over again, but her
efforts got weaker and weaker until she was just
hanging onto my arm as I fucked my fingers in and out
of her pussy, instead of trying to push me away.
After several minutes of riding on my cock while I
plunged my fingers deeper and deeper into her cunt,
the slut's body began to quiver and shake as wave
after wave of pain and humiliation induced orgasmic
pleasure crashed through her body.

After enjoying the way her spasming ass massaged and
milked my hard cock for several minutes I dropped her
face first back down over the coffee table then,
placing one hand on each of her shoulders, I slammed
my dick into her as hard as I could three times before
I came deep inside her bowels.  It was easily one of
the best orgasms of my life.  Pulling my shrinking
cock from the bitch's ass, I sat back on the floor and
looked around for the remains of my beer.  The slut
continued to lay across the table for several minutes
crying softly and, probably, trying to figure out why
humiliation and pain would cause her to cum so hard.
It really throws some whores for a loop the first time
they discover how much it turns them on to be verbally
and physically abused while they're getting fucked.  I
sucked down the last of the brew in my bottle then
stood up and, pulling the bitch to her feet, started
walking her towards the door leading out of my
doublewide onto the deck.

"No," she began to fight me as soon as she realized
that I intended to take her out onto the deck naked
and display her just fucked body for the rest of the
road crew to see.  Ignoring her protests, I
pushed/pulled her out onto the deck then bent her over
the railing far enough that her naked tits were
hanging right in the faces of the rest of the crew,
who had all gathered to see what was happening.

"I just deflowered her ass," I announced to general
applause and statements of congratulations, "now it
needs some breaking in.  If any of you..." My
invitation speech was interrupted by the noisy
stampede of roadway workers up the stairs to my deck.
The crew foreman and the lead asphalt layer almost
came to blows over who was going to fuck her up the
ass first.

I had fun the next few days making the whore strip on
my deck every day and fuck any member of the road crew
who wanted to dump their cum in her.  Last I heard the
whore was still fucking any member of the road crew on
demand, but enough fond memories.

The cable laying crew was already almost half done,
and it wasn't even noon yet.  I guess they were
anxious for the 'bonus' cable laying they had been
promised.  I took time to assure them they'd get all
the pussy and ass they wanted as soon as they finished
the job, then headed for Debbie's trailer where Jeremy
was working on the cameras.  I stepped into the
trailer and called out Jeremy's name.

"Back here."  I heard his voice from the slut's
bedroom.  When I got back there Jeremy was laying on
her bed using a pear of her panties to jerk off.

"Christ, Jeremy," I said as soon as I saw him, "you've
got a whole trailer park full of whores to choose from
and your jerking off with one off their panties?"
Jeremy gave me an embarrassed grin.

"Hell, who am I to talk," I said, "those clean or
dirty undies?"

"Clean."

"You going to put them back in her drawer so she'll
ware them to work?"

"Yep, just think, one day soon she'll be running
around with my cum rubbing against her pussy lips all
day long."  I decided there was something that wasn't
quit right about Jeremy.  If he wanted, I could
arrange it so Debbie went to work every day with
Jeremy's cum dripping out of her cunt, and here he
was, all excited because her pussy lips would be
rubbing against his dried cum stain, go figure.

"You get the cameras installed?"

"Yep, all set up and ready to go."

"Great, I'll leave you to your, ah, work.  I'll make
sure Debbie doesn't come back here until you're done."
I left Jeremy to his task of soiling Debbie's panties
and walked over to Martha's trailer.

Martha had been my number one whore longer than any of
the others had been living there.  She ran a little
unlicensed day care service for the rent whores who
had regular paying jobs.  I insisted that my rent
whores keep working, I couldn't find enough whore work
to feed them and all their brats.  Well, I probably
could, but that would be too much like real work for
my taste.  Martha was the only one of my whores I
really enjoyed spending time with, I actually liked
talking to her and watching television with her.  She
was the only one I would let hang around my
doublewide, even when I wasn't fucking and/or
humiliating her for my own entertainment.  She was a
smart girl and didn't hang around enough to wear out
her welcome.   I walked into Martha's trailer without
knocking, once they'd been my whores for a while they
got used to it.

"Hi, hon." Martha greeted me with a kiss on my cheek,
then raised her eyebrows questioningly.

"No, I'm feeling kind of drained right now."

"That's OK," Martha said, taking my arm, and walking
me towards her kitchen, "have a cup of coffee with
me."  I sat at Martha's kitchen table and waited while
she poured coffee for each of us then sat down on the
other side of the table.  As I sipped the hot brew I
gave Martha a look over.  I hadn't really looked at
her in a while.  She was wearing a robe, with nothing
on underneath it, pretty much the 'uniform of the day'
for my whores around the park.  Despite her having had
a couple of kids, and having been fucked by more men
than either one of us could remember, Martha had
managed to keep her looks.  She didn't have that 'worn
out old whore' look that most women would have had.
One reason I had a soft spot for Martha was because I
knew she was probably the only one of my whores who
would have fucked me even if she hadn't had to pay her
rent that way.  I reached across the table and slipped
my hand inside Martha's robe.  She smiled as I cradled
her tit and pinched her nipple.  Martha smiled and
leaned closer to the table.  Her breasts weren't quit
as firm as were Debbie's, and the other younger
whores.  It sagged a little bit more, but still had
the power to stir my cock.

"I'm kind of sorry I didn't save something for you."
I told her sincerely.

"No your not."  She responded, calling me on my
bullshit.  "You love to humiliate women while you fuck
them and there's not much that can humiliate me
anymore."  Her smile took most of the sting out of
what could have been an accusation that I was ignoring
her.

"Stop your bitch'n, you got fucked last night." I said
giving her nipple a friendly pinch.

"Well, sure," Martha teased back acting saucy, "but
what have you done for me today?"

"Here's what I'm going to do for you," I paused to
take a sip of the hot coffee, then continued, "Jeremy
and I are going o be having a little fun in my
doublewide in a couple of hours and we need a whore
who knows how to take care of two men, and keep a
secret."

"You mean the secret that your putting camera's in the
trailers to spy on us?" Martha asked with a deadpan
look on her face.  I looked around, uselessly, to see
if anybody could hear us.

"Does any one else know? And how did you find out?"

"Well," Martha replied with a sly grin, "I wasn't sure
until just now."

"Well," I said after a moment's hesitation, "I know
you'll keep my secret."

"I always do."  Martha reached across the table and
gave my hand a friendly squeeze.

"Be ready for some action," I took another sip of the
coffee then stood up to leave, "you're going to have
to take care of two of us, all by yourself."  I
grinned at my most experienced whore then turned to
leave the trailer.

"You know me," she replied as I headed towards the
door, "invite the whole fleet and I'll satisfy them
all."

"Without breaking a sweat," I called over my shoulder
then let the door close behind me.  I have to admit, I
really admire Martha's ability and enthusiasm.  When
it comes to fucking, she'll do things to your dick
that most of the younger whores would never think of.
I saw Jeremy making his way up the path from Debbie's
trailer.  I waited for him to catch up with me, then
we walked towards my doublewide.

"So," I asked with a straight face, "did you get the
whore's panties booby-trapped with your jizz?"  Out of
the corner of my eye I could see Jeremy blushing.  I
guess this was just one of those things that seems so
exciting when you have a hard cock, but after you
shoot your load you realize how totally dorky it is.

"Yes, I did."

"Good, I guess I'll have to force the bitch to wear
panties to work next week."  I chuckled and slapped
Jeremy on the back.  "That ought to confuse her, I've
been forcing her to go to work and church bare-assed
naked under her skirt."  Jeremy and I had a good laugh
about that as we climbed the stairs onto the deck of
my doublewide.  "Let's test those cameras."

I turned on the TV and checked out the temporary
whore-cam and teen slut-cam before Jeremy hooked up
the new equipment.  Nothing of interest was going on
in their trailer so I signaled Jeremy to finish
hooking up the other system while I headed into the
kitchen for a couple of brews.  When I returned Jeremy
was taking the whore-cams in trailer number twenty
through their paces.  As I sucked down cold beer
Jeremy explained how I could control the camera in
each room, panning right and left as well as up and
down then, the best part he demonstrated how to zoom
in on a particular place.  I was getting hard just
imagining myself zooming in on one of the whore's
cunts while they were being fucked by some guys big
hard dick.

"Being able to watch them," I told Jeremy, "just might
be enough motivation for me to really get moving on
finding them steady business."  My stiffening dick was
already peaking out from underneath the leg of my gym
shorts.  As I thought about the pecuniary
possibilities of having a trailer park full of whores
fucking for me full time I saw Betty and Debbie
walking up the side of the rode towards the entrance
to the trailer park.  From half a block away I could
see the red on Debbie's face every time a car full of
teenagers would honk their horns and yell obscene
suggestions to the two almost naked whores.  Betty,
with her robe hanging almost open carried the basket
of clean clothes so the neighborhood's view of
Debbie's scantily clad body would not be obstructed.

"We have a couple of whores to punish," I announced to
Jeremy.

"Punish?"  Jeremy asked, setting down the remote
control and turning the television to one of the cable
channels.

"Yes punish.  That dumb cunt Debbie changed from her
robe to shorts and a blouse before they went to the
Wash-O-Matic."

"So?"

"I specifically told the whores to wear the robes
while they washed my clothes."

"So what, I mean she fucks whenever you tell her to,
why should you care about anything else?"  God, Jeremy
was dumber than shit when it came to women, no wonder
that cunt he was married to pushed him around all the
time.

"Because the bitch has to learn that she does anything
and everything I tell her to do, no  matter what.  If
I tell the slut not to put sugar in her coffee then I
damn well better not catch her putting sugar in her
coffee."  I shook my head in disbelief, how could any
man get to be Jeremy's age and not understand the
basics of dealing with whores.  "It's simple," I
explained like I was talking to a retard, "either you
control them, or they control you.  There is no middle
ground in this, there is no room for compromise when
it comes to the science of slut relations."

"I guess," Jeremy answered.

"No guessing about it.  Take you and me," I pointed
back and forth between us with my almost empty brew
while I talked, "you go home, you pretend you're
interested in the mind numbingly boring shit your wife
wants to talk about.  You pamper her, buy her gifts,
give her everything you've got, all in the hope that
once a week or so she'll spread her legs and let you
dump some cum in her cunt."  Jeremy nodded, affirming
the truth of what I was saying.

"Now look at me," I continued after draining the last
of the beer from my bottle, "I've got a trailer park
full of sluts who will drop their pants and take my
hard cock in whatever hole I want, anytime I want it."

"Lucky bastard," Jeremy said then drained the last of
his brew.

"Not luck," I explained as I got us a couple more from
the kitchen, "I understand the basic truth of sexual
relations."  Jeremy gave me a blank look as I gave him
the beer.  "You know why men are ultimately in charge,
and always will be?"

"I didn't know we were," Jeremy responded with sad
resignation as he took the bottle.

"Every man can be if he wants," I informed him as I
sat in my recliner.  "Men are ultimately in charge
because we have cocks and they have pussies."  Jeremy
looked at me with a totally blank expression on his
face.  He obviously didn't get it. "We are in charge
because we can rape them, but they cannot rape us."  I
waited for a light to come on, nothing, not even a dim
five watts of understanding.

"In the final analysis," I continued trying to make
him understand, "if you want to fuck a woman there is
really no way she can stop you, but if you don't want
to fuck a woman there is no way she can force you to."
Jeremy nodded in agreement; he was finally beginning
to understand.

"Every female instinctively knows this.  They all know
that any man who wanted to could hold them down and
fuck them anytime they wanted to.  So women band
together to convince men that they're supposed to be
gentlemen and take care of the women, and treat them
like royalty."  We heard Debbie and Betty coming up
the steps to my double wide.

"Just remember, the cunts between their legs are not
theirs to give away, they are ours to take, and use as
we see fit.   Now," I said, climbing out of my
recliner, "I'll show you how to put a rebellious slut
in her proper place."  I stood in the center of the
room and glared at the two whores as they walked
through the door.  Their giggling and meaningless
girl-talk stopped short as soon as they saw my face.

"I'm sorry," Betty started to say.

"Shut the fuck up." I said in a cold, quiet, but very
menacing voice.

"You," I said pointing at Betty," take the clothes
into the bedroom and bring back my equipment."

"Yes sir," she said meekly as she scurried past me,
not raising her eyes from the floor.

"You," I said pointing to the obviously terrified
Debbie, "get your fucked up ass over here."  Betty
walked slowly across the room.  It was obvious that
she wanted to run, but she didn't dare.  As she
approached me I pushed my dirty gym shorts down my
legs, stepped out of them, then picked them up off the
floor.

"Open your mouth," I ordered as soon as she stopped in
front of me.  Starting with the filthiest part of the
piss and cum stained crotch of my gym shorts, i pushed
them into her mouth until I could force no more
material between her lips.  Grasping the top of her
crocheted bikini top between her breasts, I ripped it
from her body without untying it, then tied it around
her head to secure the gag in her mouth.  I ripped the
bottoms of the bikini off her body in the same manner
then, grabbing a handful of her hair, I pulled Debbie
over to the coffee table.

"Down on your knees you worthless cunt."  With tears
streaming from her eyes, and her body trembling with
terror, Debbie knelt with the bottom of her belly
touching the edge of the table.  I pushed her face
down across the table as Betty returned to stand
submissively with the requested equipment in her
outstretched hands.  I took the cords and after tying
one to each of Debbie's wrists, ran them under the
table and tied the other end of each to her
corresponding knee.  I then tied a cord from each of
her knees to the corresponding table leg, pulling her
legs apart and giving us access to her cunt and ass.
Once Debbie was secured to the table I took my last
piece of punishment equipment from Betty then, after
walking around to the other side of the table sat down
on the couch where my immobilized whore could see me
and what I was carrying.

"Today," I told Debbie, "you are going to learn once
and for all that you are an owned bitch."  Tears
streamed from Debbie's eyes and I could hear her
trying to talk through the gag, presumably begging me
not to punish her.  "Before you go to sleep tonight
you will know beyond doubt that you are a whore, that
you belong to me, and that you will fuck or suck
anybody I tell you to."  Debbie was nodding her head
in agreement, anxiously trying to mitigate her
impending punishment.

"You have to know, down to the very core of your
being, that if I tell you to drink piss from a
stranger's cock on a downtown street corner, you'll
drink piss."  As best as I could tell Debbie's begging
had been replaced by shoulder heaving sobs.

"This," I said picking the heavy wood paddle up from
my lap, "will be the instrument of your education."
Debbie shook her head from side to side as my dirty
gym shorts muffled her near hysterical screams.

"I'm going to paddle your naked butt until my arm is
to tired to continue," I told her leaning forward and
looking into her terrified eyes, "when I'm done Jeremy
and I will each fuck you."  I stood up and walked back
around to the other side of the table.  Raising my
arm, I stepped into the swing and brought the paddle
down on Debbie's fanny.  The sound of the heavy wood
hitting her naked butt made Betty jump, then move back
into the corner of the room.  She was smart enough to
know that her punishment was still coming.

I'm sure you've guessed by now, I really love fucking
bitches up the ass.  Mouths are fun, and cunts feel
great, but there's really nothing that can compare to
the feel of a woman's ass as you shove your cock into
it.  And nothing is better than fucking the ass of a
woman who has just been tied up and beaten into
submission.  I fucked her ass long and hard, then
walked into the kitchen to get another beer while
Jeremy took his turn.  Both of us had already cum
several times that day so both ass fucks took twenty
to thirty minutes each.  We fucked that whore's ass,
and fucked it hard, for close to an hour.

"I'm going to un-gag you now," I said to Debbie after
Jeremy finally finished with her, "and you will not
say a word, do you understand?"  Debbie nodded her
head, and I heard a muffled whimper.  After pulling my
filthy gym shorts from her mouth, I untied Debbie's
wrists and knees.

"Come here," I ordered after sitting down in my
recliner, "on your knees," I added when she started to
stand up."  We watched as Debbie knee-walked over then
knelt in front of me, still sniffing back tears.

"I really hope," I said as I reached out and wiped a
tear from her face, "that you are learning what you
are.  You really don't want to go through a second
punishment session."  Debbie shook her head in
agreement with that statement.  "As I said, you are
now an owned bitch.  Right now you are owned by me.
Tomorrow you will call your employer and quit your
job, I'm going to make you a full-time whore."
Debbie's tears continued to flow, but she made no
objection.

"Starting tomorrow you will spend your afternoons and
evenings, while Martha watches your sons, in your
trailer fucking men for money."  I moved a few sweaty
hairs out of her face.  "And now, you will walk,
naked, back to your trailer.  You will not cover you
tits, your cunt or your ass with your hands."
Debbie's shoulders sagged and heaved with sobs as she
listened to the instructions.

"When you get to the work crew you will stop and say,
'I'm the whore you will be fucking,' then you will
continue to your trailer."  I paused a second.  "Do
you understand?"

"Yes," she answered softly.

"You will lay on your bed naked and wait for the men.
When each man comes into your trailer you will perform
whatever sex act he wants.  Go."  Debbie climbed to
her feet, then walked towards the front door.  I
pulled on a clean pair of gym shorts then Jeremy and I
went out onto the deck to watch the naked whore walk
to her trailer.  We watched in silence as she stopped
where the work crew was laying cable and spoke to the
men.  We couldn't hear what she said, but we heard the
crew's response.  They obviously approved of the whore
they would be gang banging soon.

"All because you have a cock and she has a pussy,"
Jeremy said thoughtfully as Debbie disappeared around
the bend in the path.

"It's as simple as that," I assured him, "and every
whore knows it."



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