It was Saturday evening. Eric Collins drove down a street lined with rundown houses and closed stores. Garbage was up and down the sidewalks. He parked his car in an empty parking lot. The few other cars were mostly abandoned and gutted.
Looking nervously around, he walked to a seedy building nearby. A neon marquee sign with interchangeable letters greeted him from above the entrance. It gave the building the look of an old movie theatre. Only, this wasn’t a movie theatre but a strip club instead.
In big bold letters, the sign read:
THE RED ROSE CLUB
LIVE ‘N’ LOADED
SATURDAY STAR SHOW
Eric had never been to this sleazy club. He hadn’t even driven through this dirty part of town before. Until recently, he had never heard of the club. And now that he was standing in front of it, the strip joint didn’t look invitingly at all.
His interest had been piqued last week when one of his buddies from work had started chattering about the new ‘Red Rose Whore’.
“That’s one nasty bitch, dude!” he had told Eric over and over again. “You can live out your filthiest fantasies with that kinky whore!”
“She’s called Queeny Ho and she’s definitely the queen of hoes in town! She’s down for everything, man! And I mean EVERTHING!” he had continued gushing about this particular hooker nonstop.
After a full week of listening to his buddy raving about the smoking hot whore, Eric had finally gotten convinced to visit the club. So here he was – an average Joe about to enter a seedy strip joint in the town’s sleazy redlight district for the first time in his life.
Heading inside, Eric went down a short, dark hallway before stepping into the main room. It was a large area with a main stage at one end and two smaller stages at the corners of the opposite side. In between those stages, a seating area with a wide range of tables and chairs was located.
A platinum blonde bimbo was dancing in the spotlight of the main stage giving a strip show. As it was pretty early on a Saturday evening, the club wasn’t packed yet. Despite the dim light, Eric was able to notice that there were two different kinds of guests present. A couple of men looked like regulars chatting with the barkeeper or the waitresses while most guests appeared to be some kind of fanboys. They were easy to identify as they were either holding a camera or a photo of the blonde stripper. Remembering the large poster at the club entrance, Eric figured that the blonde bimbo had to be a famous pornstar feature dancing at the club.
He took a seat next to a regular. It was an older guy with a receding hairline. Looking at the main stage, something else caught Eric’s attention. In front of it, a woman was kneeling on the ground. She had long, jet, dark red hair that flowed down her shoulders and an incredible pair of perfectly shaped, firm D-cup tits. This had to be Queeny Ho. The ‘Red Rose Whore’ his buddy had been raving about.
And his pal had been telling the truth. She looked ravishing with the face of a supermodel and the full-figured, curvy body of a Playboy bunny. She was definitely way too hot to be working as a low, cheap hooker in such a seedy club.
Even more surprising than the whore’s striking beauty was the scene happening right in front of his eyes. He had been expecting a lot of different things but none of that came even close to what he was seeing.
The ‘Red Rose Whore’ was completely naked except for a pair of black fencenet stockings and pink vinyl platform ankle boots. Instead of a dress, she was wearing a leather collar around her neck. A silver chain was attached to the front hook of the collar. The chain hung down the whore’s front, ran though her legs and was tied behind her back to the strip pole in the middle of the main stage.
It wasn’t simply a leash though. It looked more like an accessory cladding the ginger slut – an incredibly obscene accessory. The silver chain didn’t end at the collar. Instead, it was threaded through the hook and split in two parts. Each part was attached to one of the slut’s silver tit rings and extended down to her silver labia rings. Each part then ran through a cunt ring from the outside and got linked back together in the middle right above her pussy. This way, the leash was one long single chain attached to all four rings in a diamond form. If the leash got pulled, it caused a chain reaction pulling on all four rings concurrently.
As the leash was rather short, it pulled the whore’s cunt rings up spreading her twat open and invitingly exposing her tender, pink pussy flesh. At the same time, it pushed her big, juicy funbags up to her chin making them stand up firmly.
In addition to this fetish attire, her arms were cuffed behind her back and some words were written over her forehead and belly with red lipstick. On her forehead, Eric could make out the words:
All over her belly, the service on sale was advertised:
ROCK-BOTTOM WHORE – ROCK-BOTTOM PRICE
FUCK ANY HOLES – DECIDE ABOUT THE PRICE
Eric couldn’t believe his eyes. This was the filthiest, most debauched scene he had ever witnessed. On one hand, Queeny Ho looked like a scorching hot glamour model. On the other hand, she was dressed up like a will-less slave.
Looking at the submissive figure in front of the stage was enough to bring Eric’s cock to live. In a heartbeat his dick was erect. Thus, it only shocked him the more that no one else paid any attention to the ravishing slut. None of the guys seemed to give a shit about her. Instead, they rather watched the strip show although the dance routine seemed to be more than lame.
Leaning over to his old table neighbour, he asked.
“Why is no one using that leashed whore?”
“Hehehe!” the old guy responded with some hoarse laughter.
“Nailed that piece of fuckmeat just yesterday!” he explained. “She’s a great fuck but she’s the daily whore in here. You can tap that ass any day.”
“Look at that blond bitch!” he continued pointing at the stripper on the main stage. “She’s today’s special star. A real pornstar! Got all her videos! Jerked off to her countless times!
“Maybe, I can get a piece of that ass later when the strip show’s over. Better save my cream for some fresh ass! I can nail the ‘Red Rose Whore’ any day again.” he concluded.
For a moment, Eric was taken aback by the blunt explanation of the club regular. But obviously, the old geezer wasn’t alone with his opinion. Apparently, all the regulars had already vented their lust on all of her fuckholes extensively. Now, they had gotten used to the ‘Red Rose Whore’ and were back on the hunt for some fresh meat. The fanboys on the other hand only had eyes for their favourite pornstar anyways.
This impression got confirmed by the ongoing action. While Eric had been talking with the old regular, Queeny Ho had gotten into motion. With her arms cuffed behind her back, she had crawled over to the first guy in line on her knees. In the process, she had to drag on the leash and the chain came into full effect.
With her back arched, the chain stretched her massive D-cup tits further upwards causing her full, ripe melons to bulge out from her chest to the effect that they got pressed up against her chin in an obscene display. The chain also pushed her piss flaps further up opening her pussyhole wide and showing off her pink fuck tunnel. As the leash hung down from the collar hook and ran through her legs, the chain was firmly pressed against her open, unprotected pussy flesh.
The first man the ginger whore reached was a fat guy sweating heavily. He was busy taking pictures of the blonde stripper. Kneeling in front of him, the leashed hooker asked.
“Please sir, may this fuckdoll serve you as a cum dump?”
At first, the guy didn’t react not even noticing the whore’s presence. She had to repeat her degrading plead one more time before he responded. With an annoyed expression on his face, the fat ugly guy lowered his camera and gave the kneeling whore a look-over.
“Can’t you see I’m busy, dim-witted bitch?” he shot back with a harsh voice before shooing the leashed hooker away.
Eric could hear the ‘Red Rose Whore’ whimpering in response to the fat guy’s mean reaction. With her head hanging down, she quickly crawled over to the next guy. As the first row was crowded with fanboys, she didn’t have any luck though. She got shooed away by all the guys.
Listening to such a gorgeous beauty begging to be used as nothing more than a cum dumpster and seeing her getting rejected by sleazy old geezers, fat ugly blokes and average Joe’s seemed incredibly pathetic to Eric. Her reactions clearly told him how humiliating it must feel for the ginger whore. She looked like a whipped dog with his tail between his legs. Still, she continued her degrading hooker march.
The second row was positioned pretty far off the main stage. Crawling there, Queeny Ho’s chain was pulled taut. Her cunt lips and fucktits were stretched out to the maximum and the chain pressed painfully into her soft inner pussy flesh. She was constantly whining and whimpering from the pressure by now.
Still, the leashed hooker pulled on the chain with all her might in an attempt to finally score a john. The way she was tearing on the chain like a dog and grovelling throughout the floor made her look even more pathetic and desperate.
“Please, ouh…, sir ouh…, use this piece of fuckmeat, ouh…, any way you want, ouh!”
By now, her pleading got interrupted by her whimpering. It had such a ridiculous sound to it that it only made the guys laugh about the pitiful whore.
Finally, a man in the second row was gracious enough to take the ‘Red Rose Whore’ up on her offer. But once again, the scene unravelling in front of Eric took him by surprise.
The desperate hooker didn’t get the chance to give the guy a blowjob. Instead, the bloke simply pointed at his feet. Queeny Ho reacted instantly. Eric could see her sticking out her tongue and tentatively starting to lick the instep of the guy’s left shoe.
The bloke gave her a few moments to properly spitshine his shoe. Apparently, the leashed hooker was licking away too slowly though. The bloke wasn’t satisfied with her work so he pushed his right foot up and put it on the back of her head. Standing on her head, he firmly pressed the ginger whore’s mouth onto the instep of his shoe.
This action took the ‘Red Rose Whore’ totally by surprise. She tried to fight back against this crude manhandling. Her legs desperately kicked out to all sides but it was to no avail. She wasn’t strong enough. Instead, it only increased the pressure from his foot on the back of her head.
The guy used his foot to push her head back and forth until the whore had scraped any dirt off his filthy shoe’s instep with her lips and tongue. He was using her mouth as nothing more than a shoeshine rag!
When he was satisfied with the whore’s work, he changed his feet making her lick the right shoe clean as well. This time, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ didn’t protest anymore. Instead, she submissively waited for his foot to press her mouth onto his right foot and guide her lips over the dirty instep.
Meanwhile, the guy pulled out his cock and started jacking off. After a few minutes, he grabbed Queeny Ho’s ginger hair and pushed her face in front of his straining dick. By now, her dark red lipstick had been smeared all over her cheeks. Unceremoniously, he dropped his load straight into her mouth. He didn’t even wait for the whore to swallow his gift before he took out a 10$ bill and threw it onto the ground. His attention was already directed back to the strip show.
As Queeny Hoe’s arms were cuffed behind her back, she had to bend down and pick up the dollar bill with her mouth. She mumbled a ‘Thank you’ before crawling to the next guy.
Eric was shocked once again. 10$ was far less than the price of a simple lap dance in any other strip club. The name ‘Rock-Bottom Whore’ somehow seemed more than justified.
By now, his dick was hard as a rock. The scene was so perverse. He had never seen a woman getting debased any deeper. He had never seen a woman being treated in such a devaluating way. He had never seen a woman degrading herself so willingly either.
The ginger whore had to crawl over to the next guy in line with the bill in her mouth as she couldn’t carry it any other way. The man didn’t even wait for her offer though. Instead, he simply kicked her ass when she stopped in front of him. Queeny Ho almost toppled over and fell onto her face. Just the taut chain stopped her body in a most painful way. Once again, Eric could hear the leashed hooker whimpering as much from the pain as from the utter humiliation.
With her make-up smeared over her face, her tits and pussy lips stretched obscenely wide by the chain and the dollar note in her mouth, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ couldn’t look any more pathetic or ridiculous.
Reaching the third guy in line, she had to spit the bill onto the ground before offering her service. By now, the constant pressure on her nipples and cunt lips gave her face a pained expression. Still, she begged the guy to be used as a cum dump.
The guy had a new task for Queeny Ho. She had to get up onto her feet, squat down and spread her legs wide. Then she had to lean back until her shoulders were on the ground. In this position, she was told to hump the guy’s leg like a dog to make herself cum. She had to pump the air with her hips to get into contact with his calf.
This submissive display gave all guys a good laugh. Eric could see her face taking on the dark red colour of her hair. The shame and embarrassment was burning on her cheeks. Adding insult to injury, the chain was painfully pressed into her tender cunt every time she pressed her pussy against the guy’s leg. Thereby, each hump was accompanied by a pained yelp.
Still, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ humped the leg like a demented sex addict in need of an orgasm. When she finally orgasmed her entire body was drenched in sweat from the effort.
In the meantime, the guy jacked off. Instead of dropping his gooey load of cum into her mouth though, he shot it straight onto the filthy, mucky floor. He added a 10$ bill to the gooey puddle on the ground.
Queeny Hoe couldn’t suppress a disgusted whimper when she bent down. Like a true rock bottom whore, she lapped up the sticky sperm and picked up the two dollar notes with her mouth. The grossed out expression on her face told Eric a distinct story about the state of the filthy floor. The thought alone was enough to make him shake in disgust.
Continuing her hooker march, the ‘Red Rose Whore’ scored one more john. It was one of the regulars. He made her turn around so her ass was in his direction. Then she had to put her face on the ground and stick her ass into the air.
With the leashed hooker helplessly kneeling in front of him, the man pushed his legs up and placed them on her ass. He used her as a simple footrest objectifying her as nothing more than a piece of furniture. Every now and then, he ran the filthy sole of his shoes over her spread open pussy making her twitch from the unexpected touch and groan at the same time. He didn’t stop until he had finished his drink. At least, it earned the ginger whore 5 bucks.
Finally the chain reached its maximum length putting an end to her degrading hooker march. Queeny Ho could pull as much as she wanted, it wouldn’t go any further. By then, her tits and labia had been stretched into new dimensions. Her funbags were stretched so wide, they had taken on the form of cones and looked like rockets ready to blast off.
The last guy in reach for the ‘Red Rose Whore’ was Eric Collins. His cock was pulsating and straining like mad from the perverted show. Before the whore had even offered her service, he had pulled out his dick, grabbed her head and pushed her mouth over his tool.
He was more than ready for the ultimate ‘Red Rose Experience’ and Queeny Ho finally got her mouth used as a proper fuckhole.
It was Saturday evening and Vanessa was kneeling in front of the main stage of the ‘Red Rose Club’. She had just given her first blowjob of the night to a new customer. Until then, this hooking shift had been the worst ever. She had never felt as humiliated before in her life.
She was used to being the center of attention in the ‘Red Rose Club’. During the last week, the new attraction of ‘Queeny Ho – the hot fuckslut’ had proven a goldmine. It had turned the club from a seedy, cheap, unfrequented strip joint into the hottest spot in the redlight district buzzing with guests. Pavone had even decided to turn the House-Specials into regular routines because of their tremendous success.
But weekends were a different case. All the other strip clubs and brothels in the redlight district were staging popular, well-known theme nights. And Pavone’s club was known for its live shows with guest strippers. These guest dancers were pornstars travelling from city to city and strip club to strip club. Most of them were big stars in the adult business their name alone was enough to bring new fans to the ‘Red Rose Club’.
These special theme nights implied that Vanessa got reduced to nothing more than a cum dump. An object, the customers could use for their quick satisfaction while focusing their attention on some popular pornstar.
Getting shunted off was more humiliating than any debasing sex act she had ever been forced to do. It hurt her pride. She was the ‘Red Rose Star’! She was the prettiest whore in town! She deserved to be the star of the weekend shows.
Of course, Pavone hadn’t given a rat’s ass on Vanessa’s opinion. The theme nights were a mainstay of the club and nothing would change that. On Saturdays, the featured pornstar gave a 30 minutes strip show starting each full hour. In between, she was giving autographs to her fans. During the dance shows, Vanessa had to serve as the leashed cum dump while she had to wait tables during the breaks.
Right now, the first dance shift was running. As it was early in the evening, the club was only half-full. Pavone had ordered her to earn at least 50 bucks during each dance shift. As no costumer had approached the ‘Cum Dump’ by themselves, she had been forced to grovel to the guests. It had only earned her 25§ though. So she had been more than happy when the final guy had asked for a blowjob. She had gone to town on his dick like a nympho worshipping it like it was her elixir of life. Fortunately, that guy had enjoyed her cocksucking so much he had paid the missing 25 bucks.
The evening had just started and Vanessa already couldn’t imagine being able to take this utter humiliation for the rest of the night. Kneeling back in front of the main stage, she remembered the way this Saturday had begun. It had gotten off to such a good start …
Friday night, Vanessa hadn’t gotten any sleep. After returning home from the restaurant, her mind had been in overdrive and the thoughts running wild inside her head had kept her on her toes.
Over and over again, the events from the restaurant had replayed in front of her inner eye. The walk of shame through Downtown dressed like a cheap, worthless street hooker with a slut-ad hanging off her tits had been an incredibly embarrassing experience. The introduction of Maria as the new office slut and Vanessa’s defeat in the slut-challenge had been a hard blow to her self-confidence. Connor preferring to fuck Maria using Vanessa as nothing more than the ‘Fluffer-Hoe’ had been extremely humiliating.
But the worst thing of it all had been losing her role as office slut. She had been driven down another peg on the status ladder. In the eyes of Stanton, Miller and Erickson, she was now a low hooker working her ass off in the ‘Red Rose Club’ once and for all.
And they were right. She wasn’t needed as a secretary and neither as the office slut anymore. Her only duty was to put her fuckholes on the chopping block for the quick satisfaction of sleazy lowlifes in order to pay back her contractual penalty.
This realization hit her harder than anything ever before and it mercilessly preyed her mind.
It felt like her entire self-image had been shattered into pieces. She had been the elegant, posh secretary who could twist any guy around her little finger with ease – even getting away with her arrogant ice-queen attitude in the country club. She was a classy secretary with a kinky secret – a classy secretary that lived out her submissive side by serving random men letting them treat her like a dirty, filthy whore.
The experiences of the past months had taught Vanessa that she needed both of her opposing, polar selves to feel complete. And she needed to make sure that she wouldn’t lose one of it.
The events in the restaurant had revealed that she couldn’t rely on Stanton and his lawyers. He had introduced her to the country club and paid her more money than she could have ever earned with her qualifications. But it had been all in return for her service as office slut. The moment she would have paid the entire contractual penalty, she wouldn’t be of any use for him and he would drop her like a hot brick.
During the night, Vanessa had been going through her options and her thoughts had wandered back to her time working as a secretary in the law-office. As she had signed a special contract, Stanton, Miller and Erickson had assumed she would never be able to turn her back on the company. Otherwise, she would have been marked as a whore for life never being able to find a decent job ever again.
Thus, she had worked closely with the three lawyers – like their private secretary. They had assigned her to work on several special deals they hadn’t wanted to involve the other secretaries in. Those deals had been more than risky and very juicy. There was a lot of money flowing and lots of real estate involved.
Of course, all the names of the business partners in the files and documents had been ciphered. But one day working on some papers, Vanessa had accidentally gotten a look into an electronic file that matched the anonymous codes to real names. Vanessa had immediately realized the importance of that file. So she had tried to memorize as many names as possible. Amongst others, Pavone and Connor had been on top of that list. Back then, Vanessa hadn’t recognized those names. But now, she knew these two men too well. Stanton kept this electronic file on an external hard drive which he either locked in his office vault or took home.
Vanessa was completely aware that this knowledge was compromising and highly dangerous for all persons involved. Now that she had lost her status as secretary and her role as queen bee of the country club was in danger, this knowledge came in handy.
She only knew too well that Pavone wouldn’t let her go after she had worked off her fine. Most definitely, he was planning to keep his ‘Red Rose Whore’ in his club as she was making him tons of money.
But the public hotel incident and Stanton’s way of handling the situation told her one thing for sure. The lawyers were more than sensitive about her role as office-slut and they didn’t want to get it publicized under any circumstances. There was no other reason for keeping Mark as her watchdog.
For the moment, she couldn’t use her compromising knowledge about Stanton and Pavone’s deceptive business practices. After all, she was deeply entangled in all of these illegal activities. She had helped them conduct their illegal activities so she was an accomplice.
Still, the knowledge could be more than helpful. She needed to make sure that she wouldn’t be dragged down with all the men and she needed some security against Pavone. She didn’t even care if their activities were uncovered or not. All she wanted was to keep her country club status and financial security.
She couldn’t risk being the one toppling over backwards and taking the fall. Stanton, Pavone and Connor were no persons to mess with easily. So she needed to put some pieces into place before she was on the safe side.
Nevertheless, it felt good to have a plan. But first of all, she needed to find a way to keep up her posh lady-self.
When Vanessa arose from her bed on Saturday morning, there was only one thing on her mind. She couldn’t accept the loss of her ice-queen self. She finally had to realize her eternal goal – becoming a spoilt trophy wife.
She put on an elegant summer dress and headed straight to the country club. She didn’t even bother telling Mark about it. Instead, she immediately called Steve when she left her apartment building. Steve was the young physician she had met in the country club a few times who had taken a real liking to her.
After the severe humiliations of last night, Vanessa needed to be treated like a real lady. And she needed to make sure that she retained access to the exclusive country club. The easiest way was to officially become Steve’s girlfriend and in the long run more than that.
Until then, she would have repaid the contractual fine by working in the ‘Red Rose Club’. Steve would be her ticket away from Pavone and the lawyers. They couldn’t allow other members of the country club to get aware of their shady businesses and Vanessa had to minimize the risk of Steve finding out about her whore past. Thereby, it would be a win-win-situation for all of them. Vanessa would live a posh life keeping her insider information to herself. Pavone and SEP would continue their business practices undisturbed while keeping Vanessa on their radar and her whore past a secret.
The dinner with Steve in the country club went just as Vanessa had hoped for. He treated her like a real princess and the two chatted for a long time. When she had to leave, he invited her to a cocktail party on Sunday. She felt closer to her destiny than ever before. Her life goal of becoming a posh trophy wife felt within reach. Getting invited to these high-class events was the next step on her way into the high society.
Leaving Steve and the country club, Vanessa felt reassured of her lady-self again. The other women in the club still considered her their queen bee. With her knowledge about the connections between SEP, Pavone and Connor this wouldn’t change. She was certain that they wouldn’t risk exposing her. They had too much to lose.
Everything was going smoothly with Steve and soon she wouldn’t need Miller or Stanton any further as her access ticket to the club.
On her way out, she nearly bumped into a security guard. It turned out to be the one fat, middle-aged guard she disliked the most.
Each time that particular guard was on duty, he blatantly devoured her full-figured, curvy body. It always felt like he was undressing Vanessa with his eyes giving her the creeps.
In the country club, Vanessa was always in full lady mode and the slutty part of her self was buried in the rearmost corner of her mind. Therefore, she was particularly sensitive to the guard’s lecherous behaviour.
Each time she met him, Vanessa reacted the same way becoming all reactant and acting as abrasive as possible. She always flashed her most arrogant expression and behaved as snotty as possible to show him in no uncertain terms that she was way out of his league.
This time, he walked out of his duty station the exact moment Vanessa passed by. When she bumped into him, he got a good feel of her tits. Vanessa’s blood was boiling. The guard was going too far. She was about to make a scene right there. She started cussing him out but he only leered at her. The more she swore at him, the bigger his evil, leering smile grew. Vanessa kept on cussing the guy out until she realized that there was no one around to watch or hear the argument. So she stopped in despair and stormed off with a crimson face.
The moment she stepped into her car, she had already calmed down. The day was going too good to get worked up over some low, insignificant lecher.
After yesterday’s events, the visit to the country club had been the perfect idea. She had lived and breathed her lady-self for the day. Now, she was more than ready to live out her slut-self during the night.
After a visit to Vanessa’s favourite beauty salon where she had gotten a full spoiling session and a fresh French manicure, she arrived at the ‘Red Rose Club’ with Mark at her side.
Since Mark had started working for Pavone as Vanessa’s watchdog, he had turned into his loyal henchman. By now, he had earned Pavone’s full trust and got assigned to more and more areas of responsibility. It seemed like he had finally found his calling. He appeared like a completely new person. The slacker hanging around the house and watching TV all day long was completely gone. Instead, he was full of beans bubbling over with confidence. In a short space of time, he had earned respect from everyone working at the club from the waitresses to the bouncers.
As soon as Vanessa had arrived at the club, she changed into her stripper outfit. It was a metallic pink two-piece set with a front tie halter top, a matching pink metallic ruffle mini skirt, black fencenet stockings and pink platform ankle boots with 6″ heels. No bra or panties were part of the outfit.
The top was only held up by the tie between her tits. It left her belly completely free showing off her ‘Trailer Trash Whore’ flame ring tattoo that circled her bellybutton and ‘Queeny Ho’ lower back tramp stamp. Only the ‘Property of Pavone’ stamp tattoo was covered by the mini skirt. The skirt didn’t hide much else though. It was so tiny that it didn’t even cover the lower half of her ass. All in all, it perfectly fit the description of a stripper outfit.
When she had just finished getting dressed, Pavone called her into his office. Obviously, he wanted to introduce the star of the Saturday Live Show personally to Vanessa. However, the word ‘star’ had a hollow ring to it. Vanessa didn’t expect to meet a real star but a worn-out whore that had been shooting adult videos for years and was now doing the dance circuit routine living off her famous name from the past.
Entering the office, Pavone sat at his desk and next to him stood a woman that looked completely different from what Vanessa had expected.
The pornstar greeting her was about the same age as Vanessa with long, straight, platinum blonde hair and blue eyes. She was petite with a small height and had an incredible hourglass figure. Her waist was tiny while her tits were huge. The round, overblown, plastic flesh-balloons looked incredibly fake but also very familiar.
It was Maria!
Vanessa stood in the office with a gaping mouth totally flabbergasted and her heart skipped a beat. Once again, Maria’s appearance came as a total surprise catching her off guard.
What was she doing here? What did Pavone plan with Maria?
Her former best friend was Stanton’s new office-slut. But that was no reason for her to be in the ‘Red Rose Club’.
Vanessa couldn’t believe that Maria showed up at the club. This was her territory! She was the queen bee in this place! And she wouldn’t tolerate any rivals!
In an instant, the wrath and anger about yesterday’s loss flared back up inside Vanessa. It seemed like Maria was becoming her nemesis and it made Vanessa furious. It had been a huge effort to suppress all that rage but now it was back on with full force.
Maria showing up in the ‘Red Rose Club’ could only mean one thing. She was the guest stripper for the Live Show. Her ex-bff had been shooting porn movies during her college years and become popular as Heidy Moon Stratus.
That name alone sounded pathetic in Vanessa’s ears. It was a clear reference to those two wannabe celebrities. Not even in porn, Maria could make a name of herself. But looking her former best friend over, Vanessa had to admit the striking resemblance.
Of all pornstars in the world, Pavone had to hire Maria. This couldn’t be a coincidence! Eying him, Vanessa noticed his amused facial expression and she knew for sure. This was no coincidence!
“I heard you two already met.” he said barely able to contain his amusement. “A little reunion is always nice, isn’t it?”
“Stanton has been singing praises about his new office slut for quite some time.” Pavone continued his explanation for Maria’s presence. “And when I found out that she’s a former pornstar, I had to invite her for a Live Show.”
“No one says no to a little extra money on the side, right?” he finally addressed Maria.
Pavone emphasised his point with a rough slap to her ass making the blonde bimbo stumble forward a bit. However, Maria held her gaze looking straight at Vanessa. The redhead could clearly see the lasting elation about the blonde’s win at the restaurant in Maria’s eyes.
And it made her only the more furious. It was just too much to take for Vanessa and the pent up anger burst out of her.
“That bitch got no place in here, you fucking bastard!” she exclaimed in full rage. “She’s not famous! No one’s gonna come to the club just to watch her strip!”
“You’re gonna regret that decision. She’s not gonna earn you a single buck!” she continued her rant. “Let me do the live performance and I can guarantee you that I’m gonna earn you more money than that pathetic wannabe-slut!”
Before Vanessa was finished with her outburst, Pavone had stepped in front of her. His face was glowing dark red. By now, he was just as enraged as his ‘Red Rose Whore’.
“Did I allow you to question my decisions?” he bellowed at Vanessa.
His entire posture and mean expression didn’t bode anything well. And it instantly shut the redhead up. Immediately, she felt intimidated and small.
“That mouth is not meant for talking but for sucking cocks only!” he barked at her. “Haven’t you learnt that the last time? You only speak up when I tell you to! Do you understand that, fuckwhore?”
Vanessa was all submissive by now. Nervously looking over to Maria, she could see the blonde smiling in delight over her former best friend getting a harsh rebuke. It was more than enough to let Vanessa feel her low status.
“Yes master. I’m sorry master!” she whispered with a small voice.
A second later, Pavone had ripped the pink metallic top and pink metallic mini skirt off her body. Now, she was standing bare naked in front of him – except for her tramp tattoos, black fencenet stockings and pink platform ankle boots.
Pavone then produced a collar and a chain leash. When he had put the collar around her neck and attached the chain to her cunt rings, tit rings and the collar hook, he dragged her out of the office on the leash.
“I got the perfect role for you, scumwhore!” he explained while leading his slut into the main room. “As you’re so eager to show your worth, you’re gonna be the cum dump for our customers today. Prove that you’re of any value and earn 50 bucks a dance shift, you stupid piece of fuckmeat!”
Making her kneel on the floor in front of the main stage, he attached the chain to the strip pole while Mark used a red lipstick to finish Vanessa’s outfit.
That was the place Vanessa was still kneeling at when the first dance show came to an end. No further customer had approached her. But at least, she had earned the 50 bucks.
During her shift of waiting tables, Vanessa could see that most of the fanboys lined up to get an autograph and a picture with their favorite pornstar. But most of them left the club after they had received their precious price. They had gotten everything they had come for. Slowly, the rush on Heidy Moon Stratus dried off.
This observation helped lessening the deep humiliation of getting disregarded by those fanboys. Instead, the anger about Maria invading her territory flamed back up.
Vanessa couldn’t let Maria take over the club. But she didn’t see any possibility to go up against it. After all, she was working for Pavone and he had decided to invite Maria as the star of the live show.
Vanessa tried to reassure herself by telling herself that this was only for the Saturday show. Every club needed a little variety to attract new customers. Maria would be gone once and for all after this Saturday. For the entire week, she would be the centerpiece again. ‘Queeny Ho – the Red Rose Star’ would be the main attraction again.
Still, a negative connotation remained. It simply rubbed her the wrong way taking a back seat to another woman – especially to her nemesis Maria.
A few months ago, Vanessa wouldn’t even have dreamt of working in a strip club. And now, she was not only taking pride in being the city’s top whore but she was dead set on fighting for this title.
When the second dance shift started, Mark grabbed Vanessa’s leash and attached the chain to the strip pole again. He didn’t care about her any further even forgetting to cuff her hands behind her back. There she was obediently kneeling on the ground in front of the main stage again.
The club had filled noticeably although the demography of guests had changed. While the number of fanboys had decreased, several groups of young blokes partying and boozing had come to the club. Shortly before the second strip show started, a large biker gang arrived.
Pavone announced the special guest of the Saturday Star Show and a moment later, Maria – or rather Heidy Moon Stratus – stepped onto the main stage accompanied by loud hollers and cheers.
Maria perfectly knew how to play the crowd as she was wearing a slutty cheerleader costume that consisted of a blue tie front bra top, a white Lycra mini skirt, white knee high boots and blue pom poms.
The top was at least two sizes too small tightly squeezing Maria’s huge, overblown fuckudders and making the titflesh bulge out of the bra.
With her tight figure and bleached blonde hair, she looked like the perfect picture of a cheerleader. And with her massive funbags and slutty smile, she made all the guys’ fantasies boil over.
Maria started showing off several cheerleader moves using the pom poms to full effect. After a few minutes, she threw the pom poms into the crowd and began stripping off the bra top.
Vanessa was watching from her position. She almost had to stifle a yawn. Maria was wearing the same outfit and giving the same exact performance as before. The blonde’s dance routine was more than boring. The bimbo bitch was doing nothing more than gyrating around the strip pole showing off her fake plastic boobs.
This ignited Vanessa wrath once again. Maria was simply living off her pornstar name not putting any effort into her dance show. Vanessa could give a far superior performance. Still, she was kneeling on the ground reduced to a cum dump.
The longer Maria’s dance routine lasted, the more unbearable it became to Vanessa. She felt the urge to show the customerss what an enticing strip show was all about. This urge slowly built up inside of her growing stronger and stronger until she couldn’t watch the pretentious Barbie bitch’s show any longer.
Vanessa’s fury about Maria showing up in the club, the disappointment of being relegated to play the second fiddle and the anger about the lacklustre show finally overcame the redhead.
Thus, she started her own big show.
She grabbed the chain and detached it from the strip pole. Then she got up on her feet and walked over to a biker swaying her ass from side to side.
Right then and there, Vanessa was like an animal on the hunt – or rather a slut on a mission. Her only goal was to prove that she was the better slut than Maria. She was totally focused on pulling off a better performance than the pretentious pornstar Heidy Moon Stratus.
Reaching the guy, she handed the leash over to him. She willingly turned herself into his fuck puppet on his strings. With an evil smile on his face, the heavily tattooed biker started pulling the chain into different directions.
He used the chain to make his puppet dance on the strings. He pulled Vanessa’s fat fucktits and juicy pussy lips to each side forcing her body to follow helplessly. He turned the redhead into a marionette that was giving him the most vulgar, obscene dance possible.
The pressure on her precious nipples and cunt lips made Vanessa yelp and groan in rhythm while she got jerked around his chair. The biker dragged the chain from side to side making Queeny Ho pirouette around his chair. Then he pulled the chain up and down making the redhead jump and squat while her funbags were wildly jiggling and shaking.
Finally, the biker pushed the chain towards himself making Vanessa stumble upon his lap. She instantly, cupped her fat fucktits from the sides and pressed them right into his face. She almost smothered him with her soft titflesh while he licked her pierced nipples.
Eventually, Vanessa took the chain off his hands and turned around. The ginger whore bent over deeply with her legs straight giving him the full view of her round bubble butt, invitingly swollen pussy lips and firm round knockers peeking through her spread legs.
In this position, she asked the guy.
“Please sir, rate the slut’s performance! Push a finger up the fuckdoll’s cunt if you liked it! Spank her ass if you didn’t like it!”
A harsh slap landed on each of Vanessa’s ass cheeks instantly turning them bright red. In response, Vanessa said.
“Thank you sir, this dumb piece of shit whore will try better.”
Then she raised herself back up and danced over to the next table in line. There was a group of young blokes seated. They appeared to be a clique of college hunks looking for some naughty action outside of their usual dorm parties. Vanessa handed the chain to one of the young hunks.
“C’mon, make the puppet dance!” his friends immediately cheered him on.
Their comments spurred the young bloke on. He made Vanessa turn around and threaded the leash through her legs. This way, Queeny Ho was dancing with her ass facing him. Pulling the leash from side to side, he made her gyrate her hips.
“Shake dat ass! Show me what you got!” another friend urged the ginger whore on.
“Don’t make me leave with my foot up your ass!” a third friend added making the entire clique laugh at their fuck puppet.
The young college hunk dragged the leash towards him making their ginger marionette bend over and stick her ass out. Vanessa tried to obey their order flexing her ass muscles to make her butt cheeks shake and wriggle as wildly as possible. The bloke started pulling on the chain making his fuck puppet bend her knees. In response, he pulled the leash back up pushing it deeply up her soft, tender slit and making Vanessa jump up.
He started a rhythm making the slut bend and jump. Queeny Ho had a hard time concentrating on the ass shaking while getting yanked around on her tender piss flaps and sensitive nipples so she stumbled several times. Every time she tripped and floundered, the college hunks high-fived as if they had scored a point while the rest of the customers laughed about the clumsy skank. At least, her ass cheeks were bouncing like crazy as the young blokes had ordered.
Vanessa felt like she was caught in an endless stream of humiliation. The chain attire seemed like a device from hell only created to debase her. The only thing that kept her from crying was the fact that her sudden, unexpected outburst brought the customers back to live. They had quieted down further and further becoming bored by Maria’s lame strip show. Now, they started hooting and hollering again – but for Vanessa this time.
Eventually, Queeny Ho took the leash from the young college bloke and bent over for his rating. This time, her cunt got the attention. He approved of her performance! But it didn’t stop with one finger up her pussy. Instead, the one finger was followed by a second and a third one. Then she even felt two fingers wriggling their way up her asshole. In the end, she had five fingers up her fuckholes – one from each member of the college clique. Pulling them out, the three pussy pluggers showed their wet fingertips to all the other customers. The slut was dripping with her fuck juices.
In her competitive state of mind, Vanessa felt the urge to thank the college hunks for giving her a positive rating. So she turned around, smiled at them seductively and purred a ‘Thank you, gentlemen!’ while licking her pussy juice and ass slime off their fingers.
More and more guys turned their attention to the ‘Red Rose Whore’ that was dancing like a sex-starved maniac and begging the guests to either spank her ass or fondle her pussy. Especially, the biker gang and the cliques of young guys were enticed away from the blonde stripper bimbo by the ginger fuck puppet.
Vanessa didn’t get distracted though. She was still on a mission. She didn’t even care about her nipples and cunt lips getting sorer and sorer from the constant pushing and pulling on the chain. Instead, she repeated her slut performance until she had been used as a slut-marionette by half of the tables.
When she noticed that Maria’s strip show was slowly coming to an end, she stepped onto one of the side stages and knelt down.
“C’mon guys! Make this dirty piece of fuckwhore cum! The guy that makes the slut cum gets a free blowjob!” she announced.
This announcement caused a stir among the customers. By now, the entire crowd – except for the few remaining fanboys – wasn’t interested in Maria’s show anymore. Instead, the guests rushed to the side stage and formed a line standing along the stage.
Vanessa started crawling along the edge with her ass facing the crowd. She pushed her face on the filthy ground while reaching back with her French-manicured hands to spread her ass cheeks wide. Her pink pussy opened up showing off the two silver cunt rings and the silver clit stud framing her wet and swollen twat lips.
Vanessa purred like a bitch in heat while she gyrated her hips invitingly enticing the guys. She gave each man a good half minute to fondle her cunt and push their fingers into her pussy in an attempt to make her cum.
The attention from the men, her naughty behaviour and the constant pulling on her rings had aroused Vanessa beyond limits. A fire was burning between her loins – a fire that was spurred on by the realization that she had won the crowd over.
The next guys didn’t settle for simply fondling her pussy though. Instead, they shoved up to three fingers into her asshole. Especially the bowling grip with the thumb up Vanessa’s ass and the two middle fingers in her pussy enjoyed great popularity.
With each guy trying feverishly to make the ‘Cum Dump’ orgasm, Vanessa started moaning and groaning louder. Her hips began a life on their own, shaking and gyrating automatically. Her pussy juices were flowing freely and dripping onto the ground in torrents.
Eventually, a guy grasped her cunt rings with his left hand and spread her pussy wide open. Then he snapped the index finger of his right hand against her clit hard.
A jolt of ecstasy exploded in Vanessa’s mind from the precise, harsh flick and the dam burst. Finally, Vanessa was cumming. Right on stage, she was screaming out her orgasm while her body convulsed madly.
Her body writhed and shook for several minutes until her ecstatic high slowly faded. When she opened her eyes back up, the successful guy was standing on the stage in front of her face. He was waiting to collect his price.
Coming back to her senses, Vanessa remembered that she wasn’t here for her own pleasure. She was acting like a sex-starved nympho to persuade the customers. It was her goal to convince them that she was the real ‘Red Rose Star’, a better slut than any pornstar could ever be – and a far superior slut than Maria.
Vanessa pushed herself up into a kneeling position and put on the naughtiest, most provocative smile she could muster. A second later, she had pulled down his pants and pushed her wet mouth over his erect dick.
Vanessa feverishly went to work trying to give the guy his best blowjob ever. She bathed the whole length of his shaft in her saliva and pushed his tool down her throat from the get go giving herself a good, hard throatfuck.
The men in the crowd supported Vanessa’s efforts starting to clap in rhythm with her gagging until the winner shot his white, sticky load all over her pretty face. With relish, the redhead rubbed the gooey spunk into her skin.
Amid the applause of the men, she walked off the side stage with a huge smile on her face. She didn’t even notice that Maria had finished her live show some time ago with only a few remaining fanboys watching.
Vanessa had barely arrived in the locker room when one of the waitresses called her to Pavone’s office.
Up on stage, Vanessa hadn’t thought about the consequences of her actions. She had acted on pure impulse. She had become too infuriated with the blonde Barbie bimbo getting all the attention. And the enraged look on Maria’s bitchy face when the crowd had drifted off to Vanessa had been too good to miss.
But now that the show was over and Vanessa was slowly coming to a rest, she realized that her actions wouldn’t remain unanswered. She had opposed a direct order from Pavone! She had mixed up the concept of the Saturday Star Show!
What if the word started circulating that any guest star had to face opposition from the club whore? Certainly lots of stars from the dance circuit would avoid the ‘Red Rose Club’ or even worse perform in a rival strip joint. Pavone couldn’t allow this to happen. He had to set an example. He had to restore order in his club.
Vanessa only knew too well that some kind of punishment was awaiting her. But at the moment, she wasn’t too intimidated. The triumph over Maria filled her with a powerful feeling of pride and invincibility. This elating emotion was definitely worth any punishment. She knew that she would act exactly the same way a second time.
With every step taking her closer to Pavone’s office, her nervousness increased though. Pavone could be a cruel, scary guy.
When she opened the door, Vanessa could see Pavone sitting behind his desk. And next to him stood Maria with her arms crossed under her humongous silicone udders.
Vanessa’s eyes roamed from Pavone to Maria and back. Their expression only increased her nervousness. Pavone’s eyes were blazing with anger while Maria’s gaze mercilessly bored into her.
Of course, Pavone was enraged about Vanessa’s behaviour. She had never seen him as furious ever before. It had been a new example of her unlimited arrogance to him. She hadn’t toned down her bitchy behaviour since working in the club and he had the feeling that he still hadn’t managed to put her into her place properly. It was time to make a lasting example.
Looking at Pavone, Vanessa could somehow see something beyond anger gleaming in his eyes. She had acted like a crazed, wanton nympho. And the customers had loved her show. Her performance obviously gave him some new ideas how to use his whore. But most of all, his fiery red face was jumping straight at her completely extinguishing Vanessa’s feeling of invincibility.
Of course, Vanessa’s action hadn’t gone so well with Maria either. She had received a lot less tips than expected. As her pornstar name was still famous, she had drawn a lot of new customers to the club. So she felt like she had every right to complain about Vanessa’s lack of respect.
“You know why you’re here, stupid whore?” Pavone greeted Queeny Ho sternly.
His rigid voice was enough to make Vanessa tremble. Standing in front of Pavone, she felt his dominant presence to the fullest. It was daunting and frightening. She felt like standing trial in front of a merciless judge. Slowly, fear crept up inside of her and she nodded submissively.
“I I have been a bad whore.” she said with a small voice.
“Oh yes! You acted like a misbehaving brat!” he growled. “Seems like you don’t want to listen! You have to feel then! And you will feel it the hard way, whore!”
“You’re nothing but my obedient fuckpet! You only do what you’re told!” he kept on ranting. “Obviously, you still haven’t understood that!”
“I’ve understood master!” Vanessa responded her voice quivering.
She felt like a little schoolgirl getting upbraided for misbehaving.
“It won’t happen again, master!” she added shyly.
“Oh, it definitely won’t happen again!” Pavone remarked. “I’ll make sure you won’t forget about your place in this club once and for all!”
He didn’t give Vanessa time to comprehend this statement. Instead, he ordered her to walk over to him and lie across his lap. With her head hanging, she did as told.
“Like a little snotty girl that needs to be taught some manners!” he commented.
There she was – the redhead with ravishing looks kneeling on the ground draped over Pavone’s knees while awaiting a spanking like a naughty schoolgirl. In this position, Vanessa felt more than helpless and vulnerable.
All the while, Maria looked down on her with a disdainful expression on her face. Vanessa’s former best friend stepped in front of the ginger whore forcing her face up to make her look directly into her eyes.
“Now, you’re not that sassy any more, you little dim-witted bitch!” she spat at her. “You’re only a trashy gutter whore! You can’t take me on in any way.”
“I have fans all over the country coming here to watch my show and get an autograph.” she continued hissing. “And you ruin their day by distracting them!”
“You can try as hard as you want to.” Maria snarled. “You will never be as popular or as famous as me.”
“Tell me what you are!” the blonde Barbie bitch suddenly ordered.
Vanessa was humiliated. Until now, she had only been called derogative names by men. But being berated by a woman – especially by Maria – made her degradation even worse.
She almost yearned for Pavone to get over with his punishment, spanking her bottom and letting her walk out of his office. But looking up to the owner of the club, she realized that this was part of her punishment. She had to submit to her nemesis. She had to bow to Maria.
“I’m just a piece of shitwhore! A stupid vulgar whore that deserves your contempt!” she answered with her cheeks burning from shame.
All the while, Pavone was running his hand over her bare ass cheeks caressing the ripe curves while enjoying her debasement.
Satisfied with Vanessa’s self-degradation, Maria stepped out of the redhead’s sight while Pavone kept on caressing her bottom. Vanessa’s heartbeat quickened with each second elapsing. The anticipation of the inevitable spanking was a torture on its own. Any moment, the first slap could hit her bottom.
Finally, it fell down. And still caught Vanessa unprepared!
“Aaarrrggghhh!” she screamed out loud.
Out of Vanessa’s sight, Maria had walked to the redhead’s backside and taken Pavone’s belt!
With all her strength, she had whipped the belt over Vanessa’s delicate bottom leaving a deep red stripe right across both ass cheeks. But the pain was just as much physical as psychological. Getting spanked by her arch rival was a whole new level of debasement.
After the first blow though, Maria suddenly stopped. She walked back up to Vanessa’s head and held the belt right in front of the redhead’s face. She growled.
“Beg for it, piece of shit whore!”
Vanessa had no choice. She knew she was going to get it no matter what. Even worse, she was about to get whipped by her nemesis. There was nothing she could do to prevent it from happening. She could only hope the begging would soften the whipping somehow.
But begging her arch rival to whip her ass with a belt was too much for her to handle. She couldn’t bring the words over her lips. So Vanessa looked up to Pavone and begged him instead.
“Please, master, whip your whore’s ass hard. Make it red and blue.”
Pavone laughed out loud. He knew exactly what made Vanessa tick. He knew that it was much more degrading for her to beg her former best friend than him. He enjoyed Queeny Ho’s humiliation too much to let it go that easily. With a nod to Maria he told her.
“She’s the one with the whip! Guess you gotta beg her!”
Vanessa let her head hang in defeat. She had to gulp down the huge lump in her throat before she was able to press out the words between clenched teeth.
“Please, mistress, whip this cheap bitch’s ass hard.”
She felt her face flush in the deepest shades of red from shame and embarrassment. But Maria wasn’t finished with the teasing.
“Why am I going to spank your ass?” she asked the redhead.
“Because I’m a stupid, teasing whore that needs to be taught some manners.” Vanessa responded her face turning even darker red.
Before Vanessa had finished her sentence, the next belt lash stroke her ass not even giving her a chance to brace herself for it.
Maria whipped Vanessa’s bottom as hard as she could. She blistered the redhead’s ass for good. And in between each lash, she made Vanessa thank her former best friend.
“Arrrggghhh! Thank you mistress for teaching this stupid whore how to be a good fuckpet!”
“Arrrggghhh! Thank you mistress for punishing my bitchy whore ass!”
“Arrrggghhh! Thank you for whipping some manners into this cheap, trashy whore!”
Calling her former best friend ‘mistress’ was almost as bad as the spanking itself. Vanessa tried to bring up all her will power to keep herself from screaming. She felt tears springing to her eyes while Maria mercilessly whipped her ass. As much as she tried to, she couldn’t prevent it. Each blow brought a loud grunt and groan from her and she began sobbing as Maria continued beating her.
After each lash, she clenched and unclenched her ass cheeks, trying to shake off the stinging blow. This way, Vanessa was giving Pavone a great show. She was wriggling and working her buttocks like doing an erotic dance while draped over his lap.
The whipping seemed endless to Vanessa. Blow after blow blistered her tender ass. Finally, Pavone made Maria stop. He ran his hand over Queeny Ho’s glowing ass cheeks and through her slit. It was dripping wet!
From the touch on her cunt, a yelp escaped Vanessa’s lips. She couldn’t believe it! She was aroused!
“Oh, someone likes the whipping!” Pavone chuckled. “Which sort of girl gets wet from having her ass spanked?”
Vanessa blushed again when she realized that the punishment was arousing her.
“Only the nastiest, filthiest of whores!” she answered under her breath. “Only your depraved fuckpet, master!”
“Hmm, that’s the obedience I wanna see from my whore!” he responded to Vanessa’s self-degradation.
“Now, I wanna see you cumming from getting your whore ass whipped!” he ordered out of the blue. “Frig that naughty cunt, bitch!”
Vanessa’s humiliation deepened. She didn’t want to make herself cum in front of Maria. She didn’t want to get off while getting her ass whipped. Every fibre of her body resisted the order.
But Vanessa didn’t have a word in the decision so she obediently pushed her French-manicured hand back to rub her throbbing clit.
There was no chance of staying quiet any longer.
“Aaahhh! … Ooouuuhhh! …! Yaaahhh! … Aaarrgghh!”
Her screams were a mixture of grunts and whales while Maria continued her whipping. Vanessa’s hand worked her pussy in a fury and unconsciously her hips were wriggling from side to side.
She lost track of time and place as pain and pleasure started mixing. Vanessa got lost in the feeling. She could hear Pavone and Maria laughing, making fun of her and goading her. But it was drowned out by the tidal wave building inside of her.
Her bottom started jabbing backwards towards the slashes welcoming each lash. Finally, the wave broke and her orgasm washed over her. Vanessa shouted out a primal scream while tears of pain ran down her face.
All while Vanessa was riding the waves of her orgasm, Maria continued lashing her blistered bottom. By now, the redhead’s ass had been turned into raw meat. It was beyond glowing. If she would be able to sit for the next week without pain Vanessa would be more than lucky.
When the orgasm finally faded, Pavone didn’t let her go yet. Instead, he gripped Vanessa’s hair and forced her face up to look up to Maria.
“Tzz, what a dumb little whore!” the blonde huffed with the most derogatory sneer possible. “Cumming from getting her ass beaten!”
“Show her what you think of her!” Pavone urged the blonde Barbie on.
And once again, the following action caught Vanessa totally by surprise.
Her former best friend quickly spread her legs and pushed her cunt lips back. Then she started pissing right into Vanessa’s face!
Holding her chin tight with one hand while gripping her hair with the other, Pavone forced Vanessa’s mouth open. The ravishing hot redhead couldn’t do anything against it. She knew better than to oppose anyway.
Maria’s yellow, rancid piss streamed straight into her mouth. The piss sloshing against the insides of her mouth made a sickening noise – almost like sloshing into a urinal.
The gross, debasing mistreatment caused a pained expression on Vanessa’s face. She was gurgling and spluttering from the powerful piss stream. It didn’t impress Maria in any way though as she relished emptying her full bladder into Vanessa’s mouth.
Her piss was dark with a biting stench making Queeny Ho gag immediately. In no time, Vanessa’s mouth filled to the rim and some of the nasty, yellow liquid started flowing back out.
Maria stopped her piss stream and Pavone reacted by forcing her mouth shut.
“Swallow, pisswhore!” he simply ordered.
With her glowing bottom as a reminder of what might happen if she wouldn’t obey his command, Vanessa did as told and gulped the vile broth down.
At once, her entire body shook in disgust and she started retching hard almost puking the vile liquid back up. Revulsion was added to the pained expression on her face. The taste was worse than anything she had tasted before and the acrid flavour deeply bored into her mind.
She had to take several more gulps each accompanied by pitiful retching and choking. Every swallow burned even worse than the one before. Finally, Maria was finished and she had succeeded in completely defiling Vanessa.
When her piss stream had ended, she wiped her cunt clean with her own hand and smeared the last drops off her fingers onto Vanessa’s forehead.
“Bad taste in your mouth?” Pavone mocked the redhead noticing her sick expression.
Not waiting for a response, he added.
“Now, get out of my office and show everyone in the club how a whore gets properly punished for misbehaving.”
Pavone unceremoniously pushed Queeny Ho off his lap and took the chain off of her. Then he picked up the metallic pink tie top and matching miniskirt that were still lying around in his office and threw them at her. While Vanessa was putting on her stripper outfit, she wondered what this change of clothing implied. What did he have in store for her during the next dance session?
Before she had a chance to ponder this question, Pavone kicked her out of his office. Vanessa was beyond shame when she walked back down into the main room of the ‘Red Rose Club”. People were eagerly waiting for the next dance show and the club had gotten really busy. The different groups of bikers, college hunks, regulars and average Joe’s were launching at the tables or standing around the stages.
Vanessa approached the table closest to the entrance with her legs shaking from nervousness and her stomach churning from the disgusting piss load. It was a group of four average looking Joes. Apparently, they were some truckers with fat potbellies and lumberjack shirts – the typical kind of club customers. Shyly, she eyed them like a deer caught in the headlights and asked.
“Dear gentlemen, may I show you how a dumb whore gets punished for her stupidity?”
Instantly, the truckers stopped with their chat and looked at her thunderstruck. Not waiting for their response, Vanessa turned around. Closing her eyes in shame, she slightly bent forward and lifted her metallic pink miniskirt up to show off her blistered, fiery red bottom. At the mere sight of the welts and bruises garnering her abused ass, the group came back to life erupting in rounds of dirty laughter that attracted the attention of the remaining guests.
While Vanessa walked from group to group, her face turned as red as her glowing buttocks. She had to force herself to repeat her question, hold up her skirt and show off her blistered ass to anyone. All the groups made fun of the stupid whore that didn’t know how to behave properly for an ordinary cum bucket. Each time, Vanessa had to wait until the guys were done with their taunting and it always felt like the mocking would never stop.
One of the biker cliques was the worst. The group consisted of a bunch of intimidating, heavily-tattooed guys each one proudly wearing his cut. They enjoyed prolonging the degrading situation by feeling Vanessa’s glowing butt. They pinched and groped her burning ass cheeks testing out the different responses they could charm out of the ginger whore.
Vanessa felt incredibly helpless standing still while holding up her miniskirt and letting the men have their way with her blistered bottom. She couldn’t help going back and forth between loud whimpers, painful yelps and whining to the amusement of all customers.
One of the bikers even touched her pussy. To his amazement, he noticed that she was wet once again. So he started fondling her clit mercilessly. Vanessa couldn’t help it but her body betrayed her another time. The humiliating situation and all the attention were too much for her to handle. It was overwhelming her senses and her body was getting aroused in the process.
The hands on her aching bottom and the finger rubbing her clit made her whimper and moan in turns. There she was standing in the middle of the club presenting her punishment in full colours while being made to cum from getting her bruised bottom and dripping pussy touched. She shamefully felt like the lowest back-alley whore ever.
Still, she came in front of all these random strangers moaning like a bitch in heat while her face was flushed from embarrassment in the same deep red shade as her glowing butt.
Vanessa had now lost the remaining tiny bits of respect that were left in the customers. Watching the ‘Red Rose Whore’ orgasming from showing off her blistered ass and presenting her punishment in public shattered any last restraints. She had demonstrated that any degrading attention, any demeaning use or any rough manhandling aroused the dirty slut.
Vanessa had thought that she had experienced any kind of humiliation by now. But once again Pavone proved her wrong. Each time, he came up with a different way to degrade her and it always caught her off guard. Each new strike of humiliation hit Vanessa from an unexpected angle not giving her a chance to brace herself for it and it always affected her in a different way. Thereby, each embarrassment felt worse than the one before.
Vanessa had to admit that Pavone was a goddamn genius in that regard. But she also had to concede that her body was feeling completely different than her mind about these degradations. In a strange way, her body was yearning for fresh humiliations. It intensified any accompanying emotion making her orgasms much more intense leaving her body with a craving for more debasement.
When Vanessa had finished her shameful round through the club, Pavone took the main stage again. It was time for the third dance shift. Once again, Heidy Moon Stratus – the blonde pornstar bimbo – was about to take the limelight pushing Queeny Ho – the ‘Red Rose Whore’ – into the background.
Suddenly, showing off her blistered ass didn’t feel as humiliating anymore. After all, the attention of all guys had been on her! Everybody had been focused on her. For the moment, Vanessa had been the ‘Red Rose Star’ again. Now, she was getting reduced back to a mere object of utility. She was about to be lowered to a dumb cum dumpster again.
“Obviously, we have two hot and horny fuckstars in the club today!” Pavone suddenly announced.
This introduction pricked up Vanessa’s ears. For a moment, she thought she had heard wrong. She could only look at Pavone in disbelief.
“Seems like we got a little bitchfight going on in the club tonight!” the club boss continued making it clear that she had heard right. Meanwhile, the word ‘bitchfight’ caused a round of cheers from the crowd.
“I guess no one minds making full use of that situation.” Pavone added earning a round of dirty laughter.
“So I decided to let all of you watch the bitches battle it out right here on stage.” he announced making the crowd applaud.
Finally, Vanessa realized what the sparkle in Pavone’s eyes had been about. He had noticed how much the customers had enjoyed her performance and seen the chance to make even better use of his merchandise. He could collect even more money by letting the two arch rivals battle each other in front of all the guests.
Vanessa realized that her slut-show had proven to him that she was more than the daily cum bucket for the regular johns. She had a far bigger entertainment value. She had demonstrated that Queeny Ho was the ‘Red Rose Star’ for a reason. She had proven that she could take on Maria with ease.
Of course, this hadn’t kept him from punishing her for her presumptuous behaviour. He had needed to show all his employees that his word was law and that he hadn’t lost his grip on his strippers. And quite obviously, he had succeeded.
Still, Vanessa had won more than she had lost. Her slut performance had promoted her back onto the main stage. The pornstar Heidy Moon Stratus wasn’t the main attraction of the Saturday Star Show anymore. Vanessa was back on the same level as Maria and now it was a full on battle between the two rivals.
Suddenly, the deep humiliations of being whipped and forced to submit to her former best friend were forgotten. Instead, the chance to compete with Maria excited her. Her ambition and pride came back to the fore.
She was still on a mission – a mission that was already lasting for years since their gogo dancer days. She had to prove that she was better than Maria. Yesterdays, she had to show that she was a better dancer. Today, she had to demonstrate that she was a bigger, nastier slut than her ex-bff.
From an objective point of view, the intentness and fervour of being a good whore appeared absurd and irrational. But for Vanessa it made complete sense. She had gone down the road too far. Step by step, she had turned into the office slut and then the ‘Red Rose Whore’. By now, it was a part of her self-image – the dark equation to her lady-self. Vanessa needed both parts equally to keep in balance. For her own self-worth, she needed to be reckoned as the posh queen bee of the country club just as much as being regarded as the hottest whore in town.
While Vanessa was still occupied realizing the full extent of the changed situation, Pavone continued stirring up the crowd. He imitated a ring announcer while laying down the rules.
“You’re about to witness the battle of the sluts. It’s gonna be pornstar versus hooker. It’s gonna be dirty, filthy and nasty as hell. It’s gonna be epic! Each slut gets one round to strut her stuff! After the two shows are over the crowd decides about the winner!”
Pavone’s announcement had heated-up the crowd beyond all measures. Taking in the agitated mob, the club owner drew a deep breath and finished his introduction in style coining the catch phrase of the evening.
“Let’s get ready for the bitchfight!”
At these words, Maria stepped onto the main stage and immediately managed to cast a spell over the crowd. The smoking hot blonde was dressed in the sexiest police uniform imaginable.
The ‘Hot Pursuit Cop Costume’ consisted of a dark blue zipper front mini dress with a broad black belt around her hips, black fencenet stockings and black vinyl over-knee platform boots. Completing the outfit, she wore a police hat. On the left side of the belt dangled a pair of handcuffs while a baton hung off the right side.
The mini dress ended just beneath Maria’s curvy ass. She had pulled the zipper down beneath her massive, blown-up funbags. As a result, the uniform was barely able to contain her huge, round juggs. Her fat tits almost spilled out of the top. The deep cleavage directly leaped into any guy’s eye. The outfit was extremely sexy. She definitely knew how to fuel the crowd.
Vanessa was standing at the bar watching Heidy Moon Stratus’ performance. Maria’s appearance clearly told the redhead that her former best friend had accepted the challenge. They both had always been overly competitive trying to outdo the other one. This clearly hadn’t changed.
The DJ played some Trance tunes and the smoke machine blew a fog onto the stage. This added up to create a tense, suspenseful atmosphere. The crowd had stopped cheering and hollering. All guys were quiet. They were wounded up to a high pitch.
Maria strutted down the stage and through the mob in the most provocative, tantalizing way shaking her hips and pushing out her big, round knockers.
She played with the guys acting as if she was policing each one of them. One after the other, she approached a man and either ran her pink manicured index finger along his cheek or brushed the baton over his chest. Then she pushed each one away deprecatingly.
With two guys, she even imitated a strip search running her manicured hands over the guys’ chests and down their pants until she cupped their dicks through their trousers. Finally, she took those two men by the hands and dragged them up onto the stage.
Both of them were members of the biker gang proudly wearing their colours. One of them was a young white badass with short black hair and tattoo sleeves. The other one was a middle-aged white, brawny baldhead. Both didn’t look like person’s to be trifled with.
Two chairs had been placed on the main stage in the meantime. Maria pushed each guy onto a chair – the tattoo-sleeve badass onto the left one and the bald-headed bull onto the right one. Then she turned to the crowd and started moving to the onset of a dance beat.
She used the baton to fire up the crowd some more running it over her belly and pushing up her big, round, bolt-ons. This almost caused her massive juggs to completely pop out of the mini dress. Eventually, she pushed the zipper down to the belt releasing her funbags. She bent over deeply showing off her tits to the fullest and pushed the baton between her voluptuous flesh-balloons giving the stick a tit fuck that made all guys drool.
She could see the crowd getting further agitated which produced a naughty smile on her face. Then the blonde bimbo turned around, bent slightly forward and pushed the hem of the dress up to reveal her naked, pantyless ass cheeks. Again, Maria used the baton to run it along her buttocks. She pushed her curvy, meaty ass cheeks up making them bounce and wobble up and down. Then she bent down even further and pushed the baton into her ass crack spreading her buttocks wide showing off her tight asshole and juicy pink pussy.
The mob could barely manage to keep calm anymore. This blonde Barbie doll dancing on stage appeared like the object of any guys’ wet dreams. But at the same time, her teasing, provocative, cop-like behaviour conveyed the impression of her being totally out of their reach.
Finally, Maria let the mini dress slip to the floor. Now, she was standing on stage only clad in her police hat, black belt, black fencenet stockings and black vinyl over-knee boots.
She took the baton which had a hose clamp attached at the end. She clamped the baton to the strip pole in an angle of 10 to 15 degrees. This way, the baton stuck out from the pole in a narrow ‘V’ shape.
Afterwards, Maria turned her attention back to the two intimidating bikers sitting on their chairs. Once again, she strutted over to them like a lioness scenting its prey.
Reaching the guys, she started teasing them again. For a while, she sexily danced around the chairs. Several times, she bent over in front of them showing off her round buttocks and inviting cunt. But she never let them touch her slapping their hands away each time. More and more, the two bikers were getting agitated by the merciless teasing.
Finally, Maria sat down on the lap of the tattoo-sleeve guy. She started bumping and grinding his lap while pushing her fat round tits into his face. She didn’t stop until his cock was about to burst his pants. Then she changed over to the baldhead repeating the lap dance. Still, she continued to slap their hands away each time they tried to touch her.
It was a sight to behold. The smoking hot, pimped-up Barbie doll straddling those two rough looking badass bikers, gyrating her hips and humping their laps almost driving them insane.
The two men looked like they couldn’t take the teasing any longer. They were on the brink to jump up and pounce at the blonde bimbo. The need to grab this teasing whore and punish her for her provocations was overpowering them.
Maria could sense the heated up atmosphere. She had achieved her goal. The blonde stopped dancing and walked over to the left side of the stage. There Mark handed her two objects. Then she stepped back in front of the two bikers and gave an object to each of them.
Afterwards, the pimped-up bimbo knelt down in between the two chairs. She took the handcuffs and applied one cuff to her right wrist. Then she took the belt off her hips and put it around her neck turning it into a leash.
Suddenly, the powerful cop was kneeling obediently on the stage bare naked with a leash around her neck looking all submissive.
Addressing the two guys, she told them
“C’mon sirs, show this teasing slut who really wears the pants in here!”
The two bikers didn’t have to be told twice. In a split second they were up on their feet. The tattoo-sleeve guy was faster though immediately grabbing the belt using it as a leash to drag the blonde bimbo to the strip pole. Meanwhile, the bald-headed bull followed behind using his object to spank the Barbie doll’s ass making her yelp and crawl faster.
Maria had given them enough hints to make them understand what she had planned. Reaching the strip pole, the tattoo-sleeve badass dragged her up onto her feet. Standing between these tall, muscular men with all her charms on display, Maria looked tiny and lost. She had totally turned herself over to them.
Baldhead grabbed the handcuffs dangling off Maria’s right wrist. Then he pushed her arms up. Above the stage, a pulley had been attached to a beam. Baldhead threaded the chain that connected the two cuffs through a loop in the pulley and applied the second cuff to the blonde’s left wrist. Now, she was tied to the pulley above her head.
Then Maria was hoisted into the air and lowered back down so that the baton attached to the strip pole entered her pussy. As it stuck out from the pole in a 10 to 15 degree angle, Maria had to stand slightly bend forward to accommodate the stick in her cunt. They carefully adjusted the height of the dildo. As a result, the baton was just inside of her when she was on tiptoes and deeply planted up her cunt when she was flat footed.
Maria was about to give the crowd a pole dance fucking herself to the music. And the rhythm of the fucking would be regulated by the two bikers. While the blonde bimbo was standing on her tiptoes, the two bikers presented their objects to the mob. The tattoo-sleeve guy was holding a ‘Magic Wand’ while baldhead held a ‘Violet Wand’ in his hand.
The Magic Wand was a powerful electric massager. With its strong vibrations, it could drive any women’s arousal to new heights. In contrast, the Violet Wand was an electrostimulation toy with a long thin glass tube that glowed purple and shot sparks when it was activated by a button on the handle. The electric shocks were giving short but intense stings.
While the music started playing again, the two bikers started their game. The tattoo-sleeve badass used the buzzing Magic Wand to stimulate Maria and make her gyrate her hips while baldhead used the violet wand to prod her making her twitch and jump around. This way, Maria was taken on a rollercoaster ride of arousal. The vibrator took her to heights of excitement while the stinging shocks harshly brought her back down.
Tattoo sleeve guy began running the Magic Wand up the blonde bimbo’s sides. This caused Maria to start moaning and swivelling her hips. Her moans turned into groans when he pressed the vibrator onto her nipples and she began humping the baton. Then out of nowhere, baldhead shocked Maria. She grunted and jerked from the electric spark. Thereby, she lost her balance, impaling herself completely on the baton.
“Aaarrrggghhh! Ooouuuhhh!” she screamed from the sudden cunt stuffing.
The long baton reached deeper down her fuck tunnel than any cock ever before filling her cunt to the max and even hitting against her cervix. So Maria quickly raised herself back up onto tiptoes.
But it had given the two bikers a new idea. It became their goal to make the pimped-up bimbo fully impale her pussy on the long stick. So they mixed the stimulation and shocks to throw her out of her rhythm and make her lose her balance.
The two guys succeeded several times. Each time, Maria screamed out loud. But with every further impalement, the yell sounded more like a cry of pleasure than pain. And every time, the blonde bimbo needed longer to push herself back up onto her tiptoes. All the successful impalements were commented with a round of applause by the crowd.
The music started getting faster and the two bikers responded to the rhythm. They began alternating between stimulation and shocking with an ever increasing pace. This caused Maria to hump the baton in high speed fucking herself silly on the stick while her fuck juices began running down its length. It was an obscene dance she was performing on the baton.
Pressing the Magic Wand against her clit was particularly effective as it made the blonde Barbie groan and grunt like a wanton animal while squatting up and down the baton like a puppet.
The crowd watched the vulgar spectacle in disbelief. It only increased when baldhead started using the Violet Wand on her bubble butt. Each time the sparks connected with her ass cheeks, Maria grunted out and squatted down. Then he held the electro-stimulator against her tiny, little rosebud.
“Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh! Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh!”
Maria almost went crazy starting to hump the baton in rapid speed while screaming at the top of her lungs. Her intense reaction gave the bald-headed biker another idea. He pushed the thin glass tube into her ass and pressed the button. This way, the sensitive insides of Maria’s anal chute got electrified.
“Aaarrrggghhh! Aaahhh! Oh! Oh! Uuuhhh!”
The blonde’s entire body was twitching and shaking uncontrollably. She couldn’t stop screaming, yelping and groaning simultaneously. Maria was bobbing up and down like riding an actual horse at a gallop. Her huge, round, overblown melons bounced around in such a wild way they almost jumped against her chin. She was dancing on the stick like a demented doll. By now, she was in her own world of ecstatic pleasure and arousal.
Tattoo-sleeve guy reacted holding the Magic Wand to her clit. This way, her most sensitive button was stimulated while her asshole got shocked. And Maria finally had an orgasm. She came so hard, she almost fainted. All through her orgasm, she continued riding the baton hard.
When the blonde eventually calmed down her whole body was drenched in sweat. The entire length of the baton was covered with her cunt juices. The two bikers used the pulley to pull her off the stick and lower her down making her kneel on the stage with her hands still tied above her head. Then they took out their cocks. They were so aroused by the show that they only needed a few thrusts in and out of her soft mouth to shoot their sperm all over the kneeling beauty’s face.
When the show was finally over, Vanessa’s heart was thumbing in her throat. She was more than nervous. She had to admit that Maria’s performance had been outstanding. It had been a real spectacle. It had delivered everything the customers could be asking for and more. It had ranged from sexy to kinky, from wicked to downright nasty.
This would be more than a challenge for Vanessa. How could she ever outperform this spectacle? It seemed like a task totally out of reach.
Vanessa had dared Maria to the slut battle. Now, she had to show her paces and prove her value. She had to do more than step up her game and deliver a top performance.
Otherwise, she would only make a fool of herself becoming the club’s laughing-stock. She wouldn’t be the ‘Red Rose Star’ any longer but the ‘Red Rose Joke’ instead.
During the week working as Queeny Ho, Vanessa had learned a lot about what guys wanted from a whore. They wanted her to ooze sluttiness and act like a fuck junkie on the prowl that needed lewd and twisted sex as her drug. Still, they also wanted the whore to be obedient letting them handle her like a ragdoll. And most of all, they wanted to push her limits.
Vanessa knew that she only had a chance to win the slut battle by demonstrating what a nasty fuckslut she could be. She had to surprise the crowd with her perversity while offering the guys the chance to push her over her limits.
After a short break, it was time for Vanessa to take the main stage. She had decided to allude to every man’s favourite fantasy. So she had changed her outfit. She stepped into the spotlight dressed as a schoolgirl – or rather a sexy, naughty school slut.
She wore a set consisting of a white blouse, a red plaid pleated miniskirt, white under-knee stockings and 5 inch red high heels. The blouse was so tight it was barely able to hold her luscious ripe melons in place. They almost burst off its upper buttons.
The crowd had barely calmed down during the break. Seeing the ‘Red Rose Whore’ costumed like an innocent little schoolgirl, turned the crowd into an agitated mob again.
Vanessa started seductively sucking on a round lollipop until drool was running out of her mouth. With the lolly nice and wet, she used the round candy to run it over her nipples. Thereby, her white blouse got wet and shiny. The material started clinging to her big, juicy funbags.
Queeny Ho continued noisily sucking on the lollipop until she had gathered a load of drool in her mouth. Then she let the bubbly spit run out of her mouth. It hung down her lips in a long gooey strand until it tore off and landed on her tits. Rubbing the spit into the white fabric, her nipples started shining through the wet material.
To the hollers of the crowd, the ginger whore started pushing her shoulders backwards and arching her back in rhythm to the music. This way, the blouse got strained and tightened around her big, ample juggs. She continued thrusting her voluptuous firm knockers out until the first button burst off the blouse.
The mob was going ballistic as they watched the ravishing hot slut shoot a second button into the crowd. It caused her big fat fucktits to spill out of the material by themselves. With the blouse hanging open at the top, Vanessa finally stripped it off and threw it into the mob closely followed by her cotton panties and plaid miniskirt.
The redhead squatted down and spread her legs open revealing her shaved pussy. She teased her cunt with the lollipop. She ran the candy up and down her pussy lips before pushing the lolly into her twat. With the stick standing out of her cunt, Vanessa started playing with her tits for a while making her funbags bounce and jiggle for the men’s amusement.
Watching a sexily dressed schoolgirl with a bruised, fiery red bottom was an extremely hot sight. Watching her act in a naughty seductive way made the guys yearn to jump right onto the stage. They felt the urge to defile her and rob her off her innocence.
Vanessa was intent to include all guests in her show – not only two selected guys. She produced an egg vibrator showing it to the crowd. Then she swivelled her hips and slowly pushed the egg into her pussy.
A second later, she threw the remote control into the mob, enticing them by telling the men.
“C’mon guys, play with your fucktoy! Use your naughty schoolgiiiiirrrrl!”
She barely managed to finish her incitement. Instead, it turned into a long groan. The customer that had caught the remote had immediately set it on the highest level.
The sudden vibrations were so powerful that they rushed Vanessa off her feet. They shook her entire body throwing her to her knees. The egg in her cunt was buzzing like crazy pushing all of Vanessa’s buttons.
Ignited by the stimulation, she lost all control over her body. Her hips started moving on their own. Vanessa fell backwards and landed on her back with her legs spread wide. Her hips bucked up and she started humping the air.
“Aaahhh!… Fuck! Ooohhh!… Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Vanessa’s moans and groans accompanied the dry humping while the redhead started mauling her tits pulling on her silver tit rings in a sensual frenzy.
Meanwhile, the customer passed the remote control to another guy in the mob. The men started a game which involved the whole crowd. A guest caught the remote, set the vibrations on a certain level, waited for a few moments and passed it to the next customer. This way, they completely controlled Vanessa’s body. Once again, she was a puppet dancing on their strings.
The next guy set the vibrations down and Vanessa gained back some control. Intent on giving the guys a great show, she got up onto her feet and began gyrating her hips while leaning forward and massaging her full, round funbags.
A moment later, another man pushed the level back up on full power making Vanessa twitch and shake uncontrollably while her fat, ripe fucktits wildly bounced up and down her chest.
Just in time, she was able to grab the strip pole before she was swept off her feet once again. With her upper body leaned backwards, her hips instantly started humping the pole. She looked like a naked, big titted slut riding a bucking bull – only that the bull was a vertical bar. The buzzing was so intense that her fuck juices started flowing freely coating the pole in the process.
When the next customer got the remote, he lowered the level and Vanessa stopped her frenzied pole humping. Like a good slut, she bent forward and licked her juices off the bar while her angry red bubble butt kept swivelling to the slower rhythm of the vibrations.
The crowd enjoyed the power they had over their plaything and teased their fucktoy to the fullest. They loved alternating the level between low and high. One moment, the ginger whore was dancing sensually, the next second she was frantically humping the air. All the while, Vanessa was grunting and moaning uncontrollably.
Eventually, one of the bikers started swiftly switching between the extremes – up and down from the highest to the lowest level in rapid turns. Vanessa felt like riding a rollercoaster. The thrill of excitement and arousal was overwhelming. One moment, she was rendered to an incoherently babbling mess. Then she got a second to catch a breath, only to be hit with a new surge of stimulation the next moment.
The biker’s first switch to the highest level rushed the redhead off her feet again. This time, she simply fell forward landing on her face and big, juicy, D-cup funbags. The rapid vibrations caused her hips to start humping the dirty stage.
The mob got treated to an incredibly naughty sight. The scorching hot ginger whore was lying on the stage with her ample knockers bulging out at the sides of her ribcage and her legs spread as far as possible. Her pussyhole stood wide open with her ringed piss flaps hanging down like curtains. Her hips were working in overdrive banging her cunt against the floor over and over again.
And finally the dam broke. Queeny Ho orgasmed right on stage. The ecstatic sensations rushed over her like a volcanic eruption starting in her pussy and surging up through her entire body. Her orgasm was so intense that her urethra exploded and she began spurting clear fluid all over the stage.
“Aaahhhooohhhaaahhh!” One endless cry of pleasure echoed through the main room of the ‘Red Rose Club’.
Vanessa kept on squirting and spurting like a fountain. It was such a rush of clear fluid that suddenly the egg vibrator gushed out of her cunt. The guys had never seen a woman orgasm that hard and some of them high-fived each other for making their fucktoy cum like a geyser.
But Vanessa’s show wasn’t over by far. As soon as she was able to move again, she got back onto her feet and produced a bowl from behind the stage. She was still lightheaded from the orgasm but she was dead set on beating Maria in the slut battle.
The bowl was filled with strawberries. Vanessa was about to bring out the big guns in her attempt to beat Maria. She had to bring out her perverted side convincing the guys with her naughtiness and depravity.
She picked a handful of the biggest fruits in the bowl and threw them into the crowd. 6 strawberries landed in the hands of several costumers. Then she got down onto her hands and knees and started crawling up and down the edge of the stage. She turned around presenting her bubble butt to the mob. It was still glowing like a red bulb from the whipping she had received before.
Vanessa started spreading her ass cheeks apart building a rhythm of opening her buttocks and letting them flip back together. Thereby, her juicy, wet, swollen pussy lips opened and closed, too. As her twat was leaking fuck juices, her cunt made smacking, squishing sounds. In a perverted way, Vanessa’s pussy talked to the crowd. And the guys loved the degrading sound of her smacking cunt lips.
“Yeah! That’s the way a slut should talk!” a guy from the crowd commented the action.
Under normal circumstances, kneeling on the stage of a dirty strip club while presenting her pussy to random men and entertaining them with her pussy farts, would have been more than humiliating for Vanessa. But at the moment, she was on a mission to meet a formidable challenge. She was in total slut-mode and there was only one thing on her mind – being the nastiest, debauched slut in town.
Vanessa pushed both French manicured index fingers into her asshole and spread her anal ring open. Since Stanton had broken her anal cherry and turned her into a three-hole mare, her sphincter had proven itself as an elastic fuckhole. Guys loved nothing more than fucking the redhead’s shitter open and making it gape obscenely. And Vanessa’s butthole was a motif of vulgar beauty in regard to gaping.
Queeny Ho started finger fucking her ass adding one French-nailed finger after the other until she had four fingers deeply embedded down her anal chute. Pushing her fingers out of her tight asshole, her sphincter opened like a blossoming rose. Her anal muscles were relaxed and ready for the show.
“C’mon guys, feed the fruits to your plaything!” she enticed the guys while holding her ass cheeks open letting her asshole invitingly wink at them.
Of course, the customers didn’t hesitate to follow up on this invitation. The 6 guys stormed up onto the stage, walked past the kneeling slut and sat down on the bar stools that had been placed there in the meantime.
On their way, 2 of them even patted Queeny Ho’s head treating her like their obedient fuckpet. Their behaviour clearly showed Vanessa that they weren’t about to make it easy for the slut. They were out to let the whore work hard to earn their gifts.
Vanessa crawled over to the first guy. He was another heavily tattooed member of the biker gang wearing a bandana and cut. Reaching his legs, she slowly and sensually pushed herself up letting her ample, big funbags slide over the guy’s lap. She straddled him letting him suck on her nipples and pull on her tit rings for a moment. Then she got off the biker’s lap and positioned herself next to him so her bruised, angry red ass was facing the crowd.
Bending over with her legs straight, the redhead reached back with her French-manicured hands and spread her ass open getting ready to take the first strawberry. The bandana-wearing biker reacted and placed the strawberry between her buttocks holding it there. It was a fully ripe strawberry that appeared really big in relation to Vanessa’s butt. The colour of the fruit was a perfect match to her bright red ass cheeks. The biker didn’t proceed to push the fruit inside though.
“C’mon slut, fetch your gift!” he exclaimed.
He wasn’t about to lend the whore a helping hand. Vanessa had to engulf the strawberry on her own. She had to literally bust her ass to fetch the big, ripe fruit.
Queeny Ho was still intent on giving a sexy show. So she started bending her knees pushing her butt up and down and thereby running her ass crack along the fruit. She swivelled her hips so her bubble butt circled the strawberry.
The biker got impatient though and grabbed Vanessa’s big fuckudders dangling off her bent body. He pinched her left nipple and fiercely pulled on the left silver tit ring.
“Argh!” the ginger whore yelped in response and began thrusting her ass backwards.
Apparently, Vanessa’s asshole wasn’t as well prepared for those big strawberries as she had thought. The fruit wasn’t sliding in easily at all. Her thrusting picked up space until she was bucking back with all her might while spreading her buttocks as far as possible. Although she had fingerfucked her asshole with up to four fingers, her anal ring wasn’t loose enough to take the big fruit yet.
However, the crowd loved the show of the depraved whore desperately humping a strawberry. It was an incredibly demeaning display and the fact that the ravishing hot slut willingly acted on her own accord only increased the humiliating aspect.
“Arrrgggh!” Vanessa yelped when the biker pulled her juggs further down by painfully dragging on the tit ring.
He clearly demonstrated his dissatisfaction with her efforts. This was the complete opposite of Vanessa’s intent. She had to please the customers! She had to win the slut battle!
In a final attempt, the ginger whore pushed her ass backwards in one powerful thrust. But it didn’t achieve the desired success. She had tried too hard. Instead of swallowing the strawberry, her ass squashed the fruit.
“Look at that!” the bandana-wearing biker exclaimed. “What a clumsy whore! This stupid slut can’t even eat a fruit properly!”
While his outburst caused a round of laughter from the crowd, it made Vanessa insecure for the moment. She had failed and didn’t know how to make it up to the customer. However, the biker took advantage of her indecisiveness and seized control.
Pulling roughly on her left nipple ring, he turned Queeny Ho sideways, made her kneel down and draped her upper body over his lap. Now, the naughty schoolgirl was bent over his knee.
“Obviously, the slut needs another punishment!” he remarked hinting at the whipping Vanessa had received beforehand.
Hearing this announcement, the redhead’s eyes snapped open. Her butt was still terribly aching and stinging. The lashes were still burning like fire on her ass cheeks. Her blistered bottom couldn’t take another spanking. She began struggling around on the biker’s lap. However, the bandana-wearing biker held her tightly on his lap so her desperate struggle was totally in vain only amusing the crowd.
“Please sir!” Vanessa begged. “Spare this whore’s ass. Give the slut another try. I’ll be a good slut for youuuhhh.”
She didn’t even manage to finish her pleads before the biker’s hand landed on her fiery red ass making her scream. And the mob erupted with cheers. They loved watching the naughty schoolgirl get punished while struggling in vain. Vanessa’s ass went into a bottom-wiggling dance.
The biker slapped Vanessa’s blistered ass 10 times. Each spank felt like a mind-boggling hot flame. He forced the ginger whore to count out each blow and subsequently thank him profusely. Each slap left a white mark on her red glowing buttocks until this white spot turned into even darker shades of red.
The act of getting spanked like a badly behaved child in front of an audience was a new kind of humiliation for Vanessa. And thanking the rude guy for teaching her how to become a better slut was even worse.
Finally, the spanking was over and the biker pushed the redhead off his lap. Whimpering, Vanessa carefully felt her bruised butt. It was radiating heat and felt like it would never stop hurting again. She wouldn’t be able to sit on her bottom for the next days – that much was certain.
For a moment, she had forgotten her mission of performing like the nastiest, most perverted fuckslut ever. She wanted this to be over. She was ready to give up. But a retreat wasn’t possible anymore. She had gone down the road too far. The remaining 5 customers were expecting her service. They were getting restless.
Eventually, the next guy in line couldn’t stand waiting any longer. He grabbed Queeny Ho’s arm and pulled her up to him. Then he waved the strawberry in front of her face. And this finally snapped Vanessa back into slut mode. The battle wasn’t over yet. She had failed with the first strawberry. Still, the customers had gotten a great show watching the naughty schoolgirl get a proper spanking.
Putting her most provocative smile back onto her face, she mustered the guy. He was one of the middle-aged, potbellied truckers with a full beard and greasy hair.
Vanessa knew that she had to regain the active part. She couldn’t risk losing her grip on the crowd. She needed to continue acting like the dirty fuck junkie to win this competition. So she started an enticing trash talk while straddling the trucker.
“Did you like watching this slut getting spanked for being such a clumsy whore?” she asked him receiving an affirmative nod in response.
“Do you think this naughty whore learned her lesson and will eat your fruit properly?” she continued while grinding her pussy on his lap.
“Please sir, open up this whore’s ass before feeding her the strawberry!” she finished her trash talk with a plea.
Following her words with action, Queeny Ho sank onto her hands and knees next to the bearded trucker, put her face on the ground and stuck her ass high up in the air.
“Hmmm!” she purred like a sex kitten when the guy pushed one finger after the other through her anal ring until four fingers were deeply planted up her shitter.
“Now feed the slut her gift!” Vanessa demanded while swaying her ass.
The bearded man was too entranced by the hot, sexy slut to play any games as the biker had done before. He pushed his fingers out of Vanessa’s anal orifice to reveal a wide open gape that beamed at the crowd.
Then he held the big strawberry against Vanessa’s quivering asshole and started pushing. The trucker was so heated up that he didn’t pay any attention to the reaction of the kneeling whore. Instead, he mercilessly pushed and shoved. The strawberry was just as big and ripe as the first one so it still didn’t slide in easily.
Queeny Ho was commenting the process of getting the strawberry roughly shoved up her ass with her groans. At least, her sphincter was slowly giving way finally swallowing the fruit. Still, the strawberry stretched her anal muscle into new, unknown dimensions.
“Ooooooaaaaaahhh!” her moan slowly pitched higher with the strain of getting the fruit pressed inside and her rosette widening.
“Oooooouuuuuuhhh!” her groan turned into a sound of relief when the strawberry slipped inside and her anal ring closed back up.
“Owww!” was the yelp following the harsh, affirmative slap the bearded trucker gave Vanessa’s blistered, red ass cheeks as a goodbye.
Vanessa repeated this process 4 more times, giving each guy a short lap dance then kneeling down next to him and enticing him to push the strawberry up her ass.
While filling the redhead’s bowels with strawberries, the guys weren’t too gentle with the depraved slut. All along, the crowd laughed at the stupid whore getting her ass stretched beyond any limit and added dirty comments to the filthy action.
“Yeah, tear the stupid ho a new one!”
“C’mon, stick the fruits where the sun don’t shine! Push’em up her spine until they pop back out of her foul mouth!”
“Wow, what a flexible asshole!”
“Hehehe, that’s no flexible asshole, that’s a properly worn-out cockhole!”
“Looks like a well broken-in anal whore! You can park a freight train up that ass!”
The last guy in line surprised the mob with a new degrading idea. He held the strawberry against Vanessa’s asshole ordering her to swallow it. When she reacted by pushing her hips back, he suddenly took the fruit away and the ginger whore humped the air.
As the mob spurred him on, he continued his teasing. The crowd loved the humiliating display of the slut desperately bucking the air, futilely trying to fetch the fruit and groaning in despair.
He didn’t stop his teasing game until Queeny Ho rubbed her big, juicy tits on his leg while panting like a dim-witted, devoted dog and begging for relief demonstrating her obedience. Vanessa felt more humiliated than ever before in the club. She was acting like the lowest pet of the strip joint. And she was doing it on her own accord!
Still, that degrading behaviour earned her the final strawberry. Now, all 6 fruits had disappeared down Vanessa’s ass pipe.
“Oh! Fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” she commented the feeling of fullness.
Finished with his task, the final guy remarked sarcastically.
“Feeling like a stuffed turkey, whore?”
Adding two more spanks to Vanessa’s fiery burning buttocks, he made her ass shake and prompted a rushed reply from Queeny Ho.
“Yes sir. Thank you gentlemen for feeding the whore properly!”
He was right. Vanessa felt as stuffed as never before in her life. Her rectum was literally overstuffed. Her bowels were painfully widened. The pressure caused her bowels to churn and made her moan steadily. Still, the strawberries also tremendously pressed on her sensitive sex nerves powerfully arousing her.
The head of the final strawberry was still peeking out of her anal ring and the pressure caused her sphincter to spasm around the fruit in rhythm. The mob watched in awe how the ravishing hot ginger whore was writhing and struggling around with her asshole squeezing the strawberry.
Vanessa embraced the feeling. The more used she felt, the more debauched she acted, the closer she got to meeting the challenge. And the thought of being the nastiest slut the customers had ever witnessed turned her on immensely. Her lewd performance had already given her the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced.
“Now, shit those fruits out and get yourself a good snack!” the guy ordered.
Before he could slap her angry red ass another time, Vanessa hastily started pushing. At once, the mob could see her strained anal ring starting to twitch. They could see the first strawberry slowly inching forward.
Vanessa had to strain herself immensely. She was struggling with the task. She had to take a deep breath and push with all her might. Once again, she was panting heavily.
Even when the strawberry was half way out, her sphincter was still hugging it with all its might. With one powerful thrust, her butthole finally opened up enough and the fruit shot out.
But it was only the first strawberry! There were 5 more to go!
Queeny Ho had to continue pushing as powerful as she could. The fruits were deeply planted up her rectum and her rosette didn’t let them go easily. With all the squeezing and pressing, the strawberries were tightly getting squeezed by her ass chute and red juice started leaking out of Vanessa’s gaping asshole.
It was an extremely vulgar and obscene sight. Vanessa’s raw, abused anal ring twitched and gaped while a red strawberry filled out the wide open o-ring and red juice oozed out running all over her wet pussy.
“Look at that!” some guy in the crowd remarked. “The fucktoy is a great fruit juicer, too.”
Vanessa had to take a break to catch a breath after each strawberry had popped out of her sore shitter. And after each fruit, her asshole looked more battered and swollen – a sight that only stoked up the crowd even more.
The final strawberry was the hardest as it had been pushed deep down her bowels. Eventually, the constant pushing and the steady pressure took its toll. Accidentally, Vanessa lost control of her bladder. Before the strawberry even showed its head at the exit of her wide open o-ring, a yellow piss stream sprayed out of her urethra. The hot yellow spurt explosively sloshed out of her. The piss stream was so strong it made a splattering sound when hitting the ground. Vanessa almost cried from shame when she uncontrollably pissed onto the stage for everyone to see.
Finally, the last strawberry popped out leaving all 6 fruits scattered in a puddle of red fruit juice and rancid piss. Immediately, the bandana-wearing biker jumped off his bar stool and grabbed Vanessa’s hair using it as the hair-handle. He made her crawl over to the puddle.
The fruits didn’t look too delicious. Most of them were squashed from her tight anal muscles and were swimming in a stinking mixture of piss and juice. Immediately, Vanessa’s face mirrored the disgusting sight. Her hair stood on end but she didn’t dare resisting the intimidating biker.
Reaching the revolting puddle, he dipped the redhead’s face straight into the gross mass. He rubbed Queeny Ho’s cheeks through the vile broth making her retch from the yucky smell. Then he ordered her to eat the strawberries off the filthy stage.
The crowd looked in disbelief as Vanessa once again behaved like the dim-wittedly devoted and obedient club pet. She picked each strawberry up with her teeth trying to avoid getting in touch with the vile piss and juice mix any further. Still, the fruits were drenched with her piss and had taken on the full anal flavour from her ass. It was a disgusting, yucky mixture that made the ginger whore grimace in disgust. Still, Vanessa gobbled down all 6 fruits entertaining the crowd with some funny faces. However, the biker wasn’t satisfied yet.
“C’mon fuckslut, be a good whore and drink your fresh ass smoothie!”
Despite Queeny Ho’s pleading glances, he mercilessly pushed her face back into the vile broth. Vanessa’s entire body shuddered when her lips touched the yucky muck and her legs desperately kicked out in despair. But she continued behaving like the obedient club pet. Providing greatest amusement to the crowd, she lapped up the whole stinking puddle accompanied by pitiful gagging sounds.
Vanessa couldn’t tell what was more degrading – getting used as a urinal by her nemesis Maria or having to lick up her own piss in front of an amused crowd. Anyways, the mixture of fruit juice, rancid piss, anal flavour and filth off the stage was the worst taste she had ever experienced.
When she was finally finished with her task, she looked up at the biker. He had a fat grin plastered onto his face.
“Bad taste?” he asked with a sarcastic tone.
When Vanessa weakly nodded in response he exclaimed.
“Let’s help you with that!”
With that said, he opened his pants and pulled out his erect cock. A second later, the other 5 guys had jumped off their bar stools and formed a circle around Queeny Ho. After Vanessa’s sizzling hot performance, they were close to cumming. One dick after the other exploded and the ginger whore was caught in a crossfire of cum. Their gooey cream completely glazed her face like a donut and splattered long strands of white sperm over her heavy juggs.
While the 6 guys stepped off the stage, the music continued and Vanessa scraped the drying cum off her face and tits. She made a show of swallowing every last drop with a smiling face. Any taste was better than the disgusting, gross flavour of the piss and fruit mix.
Slowly, her performance was taking a toll on Vanessa and she was feeling exhaustion spreading through her body. But her show wasn’t completed yet. She knew she only had a chance against Maria if she topped her show. Maria had only sucked off the two customers so Vanessa had to offer more than that.
As the men had loved watching the slut willingly abuse her asshole for their pleasure, she was convinced that they would love the final part of her performance even more.
She crawled back to the end of the stage and produced a new object from behind the curtain. Making her way back to the front, she showed the item off to the crowd. It was an inflatable plug.
One more time, she got up onto her feet and started dancing sexily to the music. She seductively sucked on the plug. When it was nice and wet, she turned around, bent forward and pushed the plug into her glistening, swollen pussy.
“Hmmm!” she purred when her pussy received some well deserved attention.
In a display of submissiveness, Vanessa got down onto her hands and knees. She grabbed the pump hanging off the plug, led the tube up to her face and put the pump into her mouth.
She started biting down onto the pump slowly blowing up the bulb in her pussy. She looked like a dog fetching a bone when she started blowing up the round plug. Slowly, the display of herself as a dim-wittedly devoted, obedient club pet was becoming the main theme of her show. And each time, it sent a chilling shudder of embarrassment down her spine.
The degrading display caused a new stir among the mob. Under their demeaning hollers, Vanessa crawled to the end of the stage, gathered up a few coins and crawled back to the front.
Usually, the coins were used as bottle deposits. Now, Vanessa threw the 4 chips into the crowd in order to determine the participants of the final part of her performance.
The 4 guys that caught the coins got waved up onto the stage by Vanessa. As soon as they arrived on the platform, she crawled from one to the other letting the pump drop from her mouth into their hands. Then she waited for them to pump up the pussy plug some more. The extreme subservience of the red-headed slut drove the man in the crowd wild.
Of course, the 4 participants made good use of the pump vigorously blowing up the pussy plug. Before Vanessa arrived at the final guy, the ballooned bulb already started to show.
As the bulb had a round shape, it didn’t slip out of her pussy though. It was pumped up way too much by now. Instead, it started expanding her crotch area. With every pump, her puffy cunt lips opened up a little bit further like a curtain getting shoved aside. With every pump, the hugely inflated black plug showed a little bit more. And with every pump, Vanessa had to spread her legs further apart while crawling over the stage.
After the final guy had finished blowing up the pussy plug to his taste, Vanessa was constantly moaning and squirming from the pressure. She couldn’t even close her legs anymore. It was a ridiculous sight of the ‘Red Rose Whore’ shakily crawling around with her legs spread so wide her fat fucktits almost touched the dirty ground.
Vanessa had felt stuffed beyond belief before with the fruits up her ass chute. But now, her vagina was stuffed even more. It felt like 2 or even 3 fists had been shoved up her cunt.
With difficulty, Queeny Ho crawled to one of the bar stools. She sat down on it in the most seductive way placing her feet on the foot rest and letting her curvy ass and expanded crotch hang off the end of the stool. This way, her fuckholes were perfectly positioned for a hard ramming.
She had to gulp down before announcing her plan. She knew that it wouldn’t be a walk in the park – not after the fruit stuffing she had endured before.
But her will to win the slut battle made her game for extreme measures. The chance to prove that she was the nastiest slut around had turned into a turn-on. The more she degraded herself in front of random strangers and the more she let them use her as nothing more than a fucktoy, the more the fire burning between her loins got fuelled.
So she addressed the 4 participants telling them in between moans.
“Please gentlemen, fuck that plug out of the whore’s cunt. Nail her ass until the plug pops out.”
In order to stir them on even more, she added.
“The winner gets to use the fuckwhore for the rest of the night for free!”
This caused admiring whistles among the crowd. And the 4 participants couldn’t pounce at her fast enough. The fastest guy was one of the regulars. He had positioned himself with his pants around his feet and his erect dick in his hand as soon as she had finished her announcement.
The inflated plug closed her ass pipe up tightly. But the fruit stuffing had ripped Vanessa’s asshole enough to keep her red o-ring slightly gaping open. So the participant was greeted by a raw, creased rosette invitingly winking at him.
The guy didn’t dwell on the obscene sight for too long though. Instead, he hammered his straining cock straight through her anal ring and went balls deep in one go. With Vanessa positioned on the bar stool, he was able to ram her ass from atop. This way, his cock pressed against the blown-up pussy plug in a good angle to push the bulb out. Instantly, Vanessa’s tightly constricted ass pipe was torn open making her scream and grunt.
“Ouuuhhh!… Ah! Ah! Ah! Ouuuhhh!…”
After watching Maria’s vulgar pole dance and Vanessa’s perverse anal show, he was too aroused though. He was only able to ream her ass for a few minutes before his balls boiled over. With a loud grunt his cock erupted and his white gooey sperm coated the insides of Vanessa’s bowels.
Vanessa looked at him almost disappointedly. But the next cock was up her butt as soon as the guy had stepped away. The dick belonged to one of the college blokes. He was in his twenties and proved to have a lot more stamina using the ‘bar stool ass ram position’ to its fullest effect.
With each hand, he grabbed one of Vanessa’s upper arms and pulled them back using them like reins. This way, the ginger whore had to arch her back like a bow causing her full ripe melons to stick out even further from her chest.
The young bloke laid his full body weight into each thrust jackhammering her ass like there was no tomorrow. His powerful thrusts made the redhead’s fucktits bounce wildly and jiggle up and down. Her vocal reactions commented each stroke with a loud scream in rhythm with the rapid speed of his fucking.
The bloke’s cock pushed the blown-up plug mercilessly against Vanessa’s inner cunt lips. It put an incredible strain on her poor pussy but it gave her twat a completely new feeling. With each thrust drilled down Vanessa’s ass pipe, the crowd saw the whore’s cunthole opening and closing. Her fuckhole steadily stretched and contracted against the insistent plug.
With each stroke in and out of Queeny Ho’s twitching anal orifice, the young bloke’s dick pushed against the soft inner tissue that separated her pussy and ass. Thereby, the membrane was firmly pressed against the pussy plug. The sensitive tissue was mercilessly grinded like grain in a mill.
It was an incredible combination of sensations surging through Vanessa’s body. The grinding of the soft tissue, the merciless stretching of her constricted ass chute and the strain from the pussy plug were driving her nuts. It was an extreme mixture of pleasure and pain. A mixture her body had been conditioned to react to with the most ecstatic orgasms Vanessa could achieve. A mixture the redhead loved by now.
The ecstatic feelings were overwhelming her reducing her to a steadily moaning doll. If the young bloke hadn’t held her arms, she would have slipped off the bar stool.