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Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 7
At long last the final satisfied customer withdrew from Anita's swollen, sore cunt, and deposited a watery load of sperm onto her heaving belly, obviously being one of those who had returned for a second taste of her sex flesh. He was delighted to see that she did not just lay back like a lump. Instead she sat up and lovingly sucked his cock clean of all her sex juices and then planted a loud kiss on the bulbous head, her eyes seeming to plead for him to stay and continue to pleasure her. Now it was the brothel owner's turn and he would plumb her depths mercilessly as he tried to gauge just how much sex was too much for this hot, sexy, mature woman with fantastic tits and a broad rounded ass that would drive the customers insane with lust. He approached his newest acquisition and ordered her to rise and follow him to his office. When Anita asked to be allowed to cover her body, he slapped her on that magnificent rump and growled that he'd only have to tear the covering off her body once they got to his office.
"Unless I personally give you a costume to wear while you are meeting your clients, you shall remain naked in order to expose that sexy, fleshy body with its great tits and those hams that drive all men crazy with desire. Do you really think that your son was the only one to fall victim to what you possess? Even I, who have seen some of the most beautiful prostitutes to ever spread their thighs, am impressed by your potential. In the months that follow I shall train you to be the whore of whores, so I can recoup my investment and you can pay off your son's gambling debts."
Had Anita had her wits about her or understood mathematics, she would have quickly deduced that it would not take anywhere near the length of time to pay off Pradeep's debts that the boss claimed. Then again it was he who would determine what her charges would be for having sex with the brothel's clients. On top of that he had a variety of hidden charges he planned to spring on her as time went past. The other trick he held in abeyance was the matter of interest on the debt, currently at ten percent per week compounded weekly. At his discretion the interest could also be raised to any figure he deemed reasonable. Taking all this into consideration, Anita faced an impossible task thanks to all the unknown variables that he could control in his favor. However that was not here or there as far as what he planned for her this evening.
Just as he was pushing Anita into his private office, he remembered his promise to his two henchmen about being able to fuck his new prostitute until she was bowlegged. He smiled inwardly,realizing that this hot-bodied sex machine would wear them out much faster than they could imagine now that her inhibitions were disappearing. Once he finished fucking her stupid, an expression used by the criminal element that controlled most of the brothels and street walkers, he'd turn her over to them for a little more action, to give her some idea of what she'd face starting tomorrow when Anita officially became his newest prostitute.
The moment the door to his office was shut and locked securely he went after his new employee, hopefully his own private sex slave in the future, with a vengeance. It was strange that after fucking her as much as he had and watching her being fucked by an army of other men, she still made him hard as steel. Part of it was her scent; his men were correct, she stunk of sex. It appeared to come from every pore in her skin, and already it seemed to have filled his office. He bent her backwards over his desk and ground his hard cock, still in his pants, against her soaking wet cunt, still oozing cum from all the men that had plowed her furrow previously this evening. He grabbed her big tits and mauled them as he tried to jam his tongue down her throat.
For a brief moment her body stiffened, resisting his efforts. Then Anita groaned and her warm breath filled his mouth as she was caught up in her private lusts. This drove him into a fury and before he knew it, she was on her back, those plump thighs parted and her legs dangling over the edge of the desk. His pants were down around his ankles and his cock was plunging into her rancid, reeking, swamp of an over-fucked cunt. He had no idea how this had come to pass, but he didn't really care. All he wanted to do was to prong and plow her fat-lipped cunt until his balls released the sea of sperm churning inside them.
He had lost track of time, all he knew was that he had filled her cunt with an ocean of boiling cum. He remembered her fat tongue moving like a snake inside his mouth and at times trying to slither down his throat while he pounded her cunt with hammer-like blows, willing his cock to go deeper into her than any cock had done previously. At the moment he was seated in the big chair behind his desk, enjoying the sensations she was providing as she suctioned his spent prick in an effort to revive it for even more fucking. This one was from another world, of that he was growing certain. He felt contented as he watched his cock disappear and reappear from her mouth, glistening from the coating of saliva she had lovingly applied to every square inch of skin covering his wilted weapon. He patted her on the head as if she were a pet animal and began speaking.
"Did you know that you will be the oldest prostitute I have ever had work in my establishment? I really don't have any idea what to charge for your services. Naturally I want to get my money back as quickly as possible; that's why I intend, starting tomorrow at ten in the morning, to have you work double shifts, seven days a week. On the other hand I can't have you losing weight, since your plump body certainly seems to get most of the men that have had a chance to fuck you, crazy with desire."
"I think I'll give you your own place to work, unlike most of my sex workers who stay in a common room until they're chosen and then use whatever cubicle is available. Perhaps it will be furnished like someone's bedroom, a mother's to be more precise. Indian men and boys especially, are most attracted sexually to their mothers. I know that to be true, for when I was ten years old or so I had thoughts of fucking my mother who seemed like the most beautiful woman in the world to me. It wan't for many years after that I began to think differently. You will be perfect for those type of customers. Let's face it, your son, Pradeep, is in love with you. He wants to fuck you night and day, perhaps the feeling is mutual, yes I think so."
Those words made Anita pause in her efforts to revive him for more fucking. She knew them to be true, that was why she was kneeling in this man's office, stark naked and groveling, sucking his cock that had just been deep inside her cum filled cunt. To add to her humiliation, he had just added his contribution to the sea of cooling sperm that was lodged there by countless cocks that skewered her from every angle and into every hole she possessed, while her son looked on and lusted for her as well.
She was not prepared for the slap across the face she received without warning, or his angry voice ordering her to suck with more energy so he could fuck her in the ass as soon as she had gotten him hard enough to perform once more. He gasped in amazement as she swallowed his entire cock, her throat muscles totally relaxed as the limber length of dick wedged itself within her gullet as her throat muscles began to massage his weapon back into life. The look on the brothel owner's face was one of astonishment. Was there anything this hot-holed, plump, sexy, mature, upper-class woman could not do when it came to satisfying men? He was determined to find out in the coming days and weeks as he worked her to the point of total exhaustion.
He finally finished ass-fucking his new employee after a lengthy period of hard thrusting that left her asshole raw and distended. It had been good to hear her grunts and hisses as he blasted away inside her tender tunnel, working from side to side as well as in and out. He loved to listen to that intake of breath she took just before he gave her almost every inch of hard dick in one brutal thrust that must have felt like a lorry had entered her rectum. No matter how hard he yanked her big tits or how far out he pulled those fat nipples, she refused to cry or beg for mercy. This contest of the wills was a game he would play with her often, and rarely would she ever lose.
He made her suck off anything that his cock had picked up while inside her asshole. While she was peforming this disgusting task, he phoned his henchmen and told them Anita would be available for more fucking now that he had finished with her for the evening. He told them that after they got done with her, to take her to the doctor for her physical. The doctor already had his instructions for what to do after that was done. He hung up, laughed and tousled Anita's hair, informing her that she started work in less than twelve hours and had better get some sleep even if she wanted more cock than his underlings could give her. As they escorted the naked woman from his office, her hands still cuffed behind her back, the brothel owner chuckled at what lay in store for this very strange, but still uppity cunt who looked down on what he did. He would break her will sooner or later, and he'd enjoy every minute of the process.
Anita had very mixed feelings when they marched her into a small room where two more men waited, naked, their cocks stiff and ready to fuck her in every hole. It seems that the henchmen had made their own arrangement with some other members of the staff who had missed the orgy. They had sold her services to them for a very reasonable price, somewhere in the neighborhood of five thousand rupees. This was about half the price the brothel would charge a single customer for thirty minutes with one of its top prostitutes. According to what rumors they'd heard, Anita's fee was going to be much larger than even that, which made their deal a great bargain; two for the price of one and a lot longer than thirty minutes to boot. Anita was intelligent enough to know that informing the owner of this little arrangement would just add to her misery. Besides, one of the men was very well hung and she could feel her cunt already beginning to juice up in readiness for his battering ram. He did not disappoint her!
The men placed Anita on her back with a cushion beneath her rounded, meaty ass to elevate her twat to the proper height for a good prodding. The two henchmen grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her legs apart until they trembled fom the strain. The one with the big cock took his place between her thighs, rammed three fingers into her sloppy gash to make sure she was well lubricated, and then jammed his hard length of cock into her with one brutal stroke that drove the wind from her lungs. The beneficiary of this brutal treatment was his companion who was lying beside the upper-class lady, now turned whore, kissing her passionately, using his tongue to further stimulate her. Now his mouth was filled with her exhaled breath, exciting him tremendously.
He resumed kissing her and his partner started giving her one of the hardest fuckings she had ever experienced. Her belly jiggled obscenely as his dick plowed in and out. Her big tits trembled from the impact of his groin slamming into her crotch with every pile-driving blow his thick prick delivered to the deepest part of her fuck tunnel, literally making contact with her cervix on occasion. Between the sensual kissing and the animalistic fucking she was getting, Anita lost all control and had a fantastic orgasm that made her entire body shake and shiver, something foreign to her until now. The men were astonished at this reaction, especially the two henchmen who had witnessed the gang raping she had already taken this evening, and then knew about the lengthy private workout she had just finished with their boss afterwards. News of this unbelievable orgasm that Anita had, was spread throughout the brothel within half a day, adding to her legendary status as the star attraction of the brothel.
The orgasm, which was followed by other less powerful ones during the session, seemed to revitalize Anita and she was very difficult to satisfy over the next two hours as the quartet kept her occupied continuously. There was always a hard dick excavating in some part of her body, be it her once super-tight asshole, now gaping like a Cyclops' eye, that warm, wet mouth and gagging throat or the swampy, reeking mess that once was her sterile, unused cavern. She deep throated every man, including the one with the big cock who nearly made her pass out from lack of air when he blocked her throat completely with that slab of hard meat. The grand finale featured them making Anita air-tight, cocks in her asshole,cunt and mouth while the fourth tunneled between her sweaty tits before launching a salvo of cum that coated those balloons with a thick crust of cooling cum.
(To be continued-jethro jodhpur)
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