7 comments/ 45664 views/ 23 favorites Ashley's Confessions Ch. 02 By: Marie89 I kept all my money that I earned in my bra, close to my nipples. It was a small town and I wondered whose cocks I had sucked, whose cum was in my stomach, and whose grunts had filled my ears. The mystery made me hum inside, made me feel alive and slutty and so very good. It was everything that I wanted from the experience. But the only problem was that it wasn't enough. I wanted to explore more and even though I wanted to and I knew that nothing really was stopping me...I was paralyzed by the fear of going back and bumping into someone that I knew. For all that I knew that hairy, chubby cock that I had sucked was my neighbors...or my fourth grade teacher's husband. The next night I told myself I wouldn't go. That I couldn't go...it was just too risky. I would go to college and find another magical bookstore or a theater or a club and that would be where I explored my feelings...my urges. But instead of driving to my best friend Gina's house I found myself driving towards the bookstore near the high way. I wasn't wearing anything fancy. I was supposed to be going to a sleepover. I barely had any make-up on and my shirt was loose and plaid. As soon as I parked in the back parking lot I took a moment to take off my bra and tied my shirt at my waist, unbuttoning my top buttons so my cleavage showed a little. I shimmied out of my jeans and pulled on a denim skirt I was going to wear the next day without my panties on. It was the best I could do and I realized that if my experience was anything like the glory hole...I would want easy access to my breasts and pussy. I cautiously walked into the movie theater section of the mysteriously, glorious black building. The woman from the day before wasn't there but a bald man with round muscles and a black t-shirt was. He winked at me. "You must be Ashley?" He said with a smirk. "I've been told to show you to Theater B and to make sure that you feel comfortable. Donnah likes to take care of the new girls." I blushed and felt my face heat up but I liked the way it felt as he walked me to the theater B. Inside it was dark, just like she had showed me before but darker and there was a movie playing. My guide motioned me in and closed the door behind me. I stumbled a little, my nipples hardening as my ears filled with the sound of porn and low moans of a the viewers. On the screen a woman was being hog-tied and whipped by a man in a suit. She was gagged with a ball and her tits looked like they would fall off, they were bound so tight. I nervously found a seat and took notice of the others in the theater. For a fleeting moment I wondered if I should just go back to the glory hole...but my pussy was hungry and my skin alive with the excitement. Going back to the glory hole wasn't an option tonight. At least not yet. A couple of seats next to me was a grey haired man who was jacking off slowly, his jeans plain shucked off, and his legs spread wide. There were several men around me and a couple of couples who were...to my fascination....already very busy. I watched as a middle-aged woman I didn't recognize in the dim light sucked off a young man's cock while another man nailed her from behind and yet another jacked off in front of her cock-sucking face. I was so enraptured with their scene, my hands drifting instinctively over my body and into my panties that I didn't notice at first that the grey-haired man had moved to the next to me. The sound of his hand jacking off his cock startled me. As the cries and whimpers of the viewers around me and the sound of whipping and sex on the screen penetrated my ears I knelt down. My knees scraping the movie theater floor as I scurried to his legs and dove for his cock. He gave it to me willingly, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck after a soft, fervent beat. There was nothing soft about his cock in my mouth. "Got us a whore, boys." I heard him say. "A real pretty young thing." Heat and arousal burned into my vagina as I sucked his cock. It was hard and long and a good size to suck. He let me do most of the work, his hands gripping my hair every once in a while and yanking me into the right position. In ten minutes his cum was bursting into the back of my mouth and I was drinking it up as it dribbled down my chin and onto my shirt. I gasped for air, the cum smeared down my face as he let me go and patted my head. He leaned back and nodded to someone or something behind me. His face grinned down at me and his cock lay softened on his lap as he leaned back with satisfaction. Strange hands gripped me from behind and began to nudge me to turn around. I looked up to a thick cock with pre-cum dripping. I bit my lip and looked up further... I knew this face. Looking down at me with a mischievous grin was my Dad's golfing buddy Joe. He was more than just a golfing buddy - his ex-wife was good friends with my Mom. His kids were some of my regulars to babysit. He always tipped extra when he came into the diner. "H...Hi...Mr. Joe." I squeaked out, looking up at him on my knees with a stranger's cum on my face. He was a peppered haired man with a chubby cock and as he looked down at me his chubby cock stiffened and pointed itself to my face. "Why don't you suck my cock like a good little girl." He rumbled as he pushed it to my lips. Without thinking I wrapped my mouth on my Daddy's friends cock and began to suck. I felt heat rush into my face and my body hummed with the rush of adrenaline that coursed through my veins. He grunted as he slowly enjoyed my mouth. "Suck that cock, Ashley...that's a good slut...good girl." His hand found his way to my head and he gripped tight, pulling my hair as he pushed down deeper. His chubby cock filling my mouth and his grunts pushing away any other sound. Joe pulled away and my mouth dove for his cock again but his hand had such a tight grip on my hair that I didn't budge. He pulled me up and turned me around so I could see the rest of the theater. Four men were lined up with their cocks ready and hard. He pushed me over to a couch on the wall and told them to glove up. Each one found a condom and pulled it onto their cock while he fondled my breasts. He squeezed them and teased them making me whimper. "I knew you were a whore. I've seen you bouncing around and teasing me since you were sixteen." He growled softly into my ear. His body overpowered mine and the thick scent of cologne wafted into my nose. "Say it." "Say what?" I whispered, my skin trembling. "Say you're a whore." "I'm a whore." He tweaked my nipples with a wink and let me go. "Lay there, Ashley. Spread your legs and close your eyes. Open them and I'll blindfold you." A sudden fear wrapped around me and I stiffened. He put a comforting hand on my belly and rubbed. "I won't let anything happen to you. Trust old Uncle Joe, alright honey?" Despite the fact that he had just fucked my mouth with his cock and that were in the center of depravity and he was lining up men to have sex with his best friend's teenage daughter....I knew that he wouldn't let anyone hurt me. So I closed my eyes but asked for a blindfold just the same. I didn't want to spoil the experience by accident. He tied a bandana around my eyes and instructed me to lay down. I did and within moments hands were roaming my skin. Rough hands, curious and demanding hands...appreciative hands. Pinching and probing and using and taking and feeling hands. My mouth was pried open by a pair of cum-tasting fingers with callouses and a thick, salty cock was shoved at me. I felt the sweat of a man's body trickle down onto my face as his heat smothered my face. My legs were pried open and my clothes pulled off. Fingers probed my vagina and a strange hand curled around my ass and smacked. I whimpered, no sight in my abilities, and opened wide as the cock fucked my mouth. Fingers were replaced with cock and cheers and whistles were loud around the sounds of the movies and the men fucking me. I lost all track of time and of cum. More men used my mouth. More cocks probed and stroked and invaded my wet, cumming pussy. I felt cocks on my breasts and the heated sperm of strangers sprayed across my nipples. A couple of times they used my name and I could almost recognize their voices. It sounded like men I knew growing up and I realized that they could know me but I didn't know them. One man whispered that he would tip me extra at the diner this week and a little extra if I met him in the bathroom and sucked his cock after. He told me he'd mark his bill with a star and if I was a good girl I could get more if I wanted. The thought filled my mind with dirty, delicious hope and I felt empowered and vulnerable and used and sexual at the same time and it was so much that my vagina began to clench around the cock stroking it's inside and the cock began to jerk with excitement. "Ashley liked what she said...whatdya say to her, Harold?" "Told her I'd give her money for sex if she was up for it." He chuckled. A low whistle and a butt-pinching startled me. "Well then...I guess we got ourselves a town hooker." Joe chuckled, his familiar low voice familiar against the sea of strangers. The strangers slowed their use of my body and as my body lay spent on the couch with it's skin feeling raw and my heart pounding against my trembling, cum-covered chest I began to feel like I was flying. I had had two orgasms and countless almost and mini-orgasms. My vagina wouldn't stop. And they wouldn't either. My head spun and I felt like I was dancing and twirling around. Heat flushed through me and I felt my body being lifted and positioned once more. This time on my stomach and the bandana was untied but I kept my eyes clothes. A body covered mine and pressed me to the couch. Grunts filled my ear as a mouth shoved it's tongue onto my neck and sucked hard. I was pushed deeper into the couch, perfectly trapped, as the body and the cock filled my vagina from behind. I thought it was Joe. But when I lifted my eyes I saw him watching from ahead of us with a focused look as he beat his cock slowly. "Do you know who I am?" The voice said in my ear. I shook my head no. "I'm the owner of this store. This is my house you're playing in. I like to test all my merchandise and since apparently you're for sale...I have to test you out." He punctuated this with his cock pushing deeper into me. "I can set you up nice and proper." He grunted, his voice dark and tempting as his cock dominated me. My eyes drifted shut as my mind flew to places that I have never thought existed. I felt light as a feather and as dirty as a rock. And it was a intoxicating mixture. His voice melted into my ears as he described in what ways he could make me a whore. In what ways I could earn money. "The last girl like you pays for college with the work I set up for her. I'm gonna do the same for you. Don't you worry, you stick with me...and..." He jerked inside of me, plowing me with intensity, shoving my body into the couch with the intensity. "And I'll...make sure you're set up good." His cum shot into my pussy and he smacked my ass several times before he rolled off of me with a grunt. "That was good. You got a sweet pussy." As soon as he rolled off of me I rolled over panting. My eyes drifted shut and I laid there unwilling to move. I didn't need to because Joe climbed on top of me. His cock raging hard and his body tensed with expectation. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched into him like a cat in heat. Because I was in heat. And he had helped push me there. Joe dove right into me and began to pummel my pussy in a rapid pace. My vagina and it's very wet, very sensitive insides began to erupt in orgasm the moment he rubbed his finger against my clit. A scream ripped out of my voice and into the air and he paused for a moment before grabbing my hair and forcing another scream out of me by resuming his relentless fucking of my body. "Whore, slut." He accused grunting as he fucked me. "I'm gonna cum inside of you. You're gonna fuck Uncle Joe anytime he wants. When the kids in bed and I come home you're gonna bend over backwards to make me cum. I'm gonna bend you over my daughter's fucking place mat and fuck your ass and pussy. Then I'm gonna pay you and call your Daddy to pick you up." "U-uncle Joe...Uncle Joe!" I wailed as he finished inside of me. My orgasm rocketed through my exhausted, raw body and burned into my brain. I gasped, and sucked air from the sex-filled theater room as he finished on top of me. His weight collapsed on top of me and Joe's sweaty body marked mine. Joe rolled off of me a few minutes later and abandoned me in the dark, now-empty theater. Another film flickered on an through my drooping, trembling eyelids I watched it with a detached expression filtering through my mind. I don't know how long I laid there with cum of strangers and the sweat of my Dad's best friend on my body. But it was through an entire other movie. A man in a pair of jeans and a black-shirt came striding in and shook his head when he saw me. "Still here." He commented. His voice very familiar....the owner of the store. He shook his head and picked up my clothes and pulled me to my feet. "You're in no shape to go anywhere. I'm going to take you to a room I have upstairs. It's usually rented out but it's free now. Are you okay with that?" I wondered why he asked when he took such liberties inside of me just a couple of hours before. He escorted me - naked me - through the building and up a flight of stairs to a hallway of rooms. Sounds of sex filled the air and to my utter shock I saw...the preacher leave one room. He didn't even blush or avert his eyes in shame when he saw me. I figured he figured that we were both in trouble if we said anything. The owner of the magical black building of sex and erotic adventure showed me into a clean, dark room with satin red sheets and sleek antique bathroom. "It used to be a boarding house," He explained gruffly. "It was my Grandma's...she was a Madame and converted it for her girls. Somehow the rooms still kept their use." He winked at me. "What happened to her?" I asked absently sinking onto the bed with no shame as to my naked body. "She's in Florida. The Chief of Police was her favorite customer." He shrugged. "The towns around here look the other way for this place. You figure it'd be the opposite but most of my customers come in from all around and work together to keep this place running. Cock is a great motivator. but pussy motivates more. And so does cum." He left me with those words and the door drifted shut. I slowly made my way to the shower and washed up using a stranger's strawberry shampoo and conditioner. Then after I was dry I laid down on the bed and fell asleep to the sounds of cries and fucking in the next room. In the morning I woke up and felt the sun on my face. I fumbled around for my clothes and pulled them on hastily. A note was slid under the door and told me to go to the office as soon as I was awake. I fumbled out the door and ran into a strange man and a woman coming out of another room. We apologized and I tried not to notice that he had a ring on his finger but she didn't. The office was according to the note on the same floor and I found it without much trouble. The owner of the store...a man I learned was named Elijah...sat reading the newspaper. A file was laid out next to a tray of coffee and donuts. A row of screens were lined on the wall and several of them were showing the hallway and the room I had just left. I felt nervous, my stomach flipping around, as he set down his newspaper. "Good morning, new girl." He said. "I hoped you enjoy the donuts. You're Grandmother made them herself." I nibbled on them dutifully after thanking him and pouring myself a cup of coffee. He tapped the file and told me to take a look. "Potential clients. All in town and all confidential. I know girls like you Ashley. Girls like you need to feel wanted and being used and being paid for sex is how you get that. It's your talent. Not sayin' it's your only talent. But it's special enough that you can get by with it if you want..." He actually meant what he had said the night before. He wanted to help me sell myself to the men in town. There were at least five men who were on the list. All very anonymous but the rates weren't anonymous. I looked up at him and then down at myself. I looked the same. I checked in the mirror a few minutes before. But I wasn't the same. I was never going to be the same and I wanted to be this file very, very much. "I think...I think we could work something out." I replied softly. Ashley's Confessions Ch. 03 What I didn't remember quite as clearly as I could have when I accepted Elijah's offer was that I was leaving for New York in less that two weeks. It was my last day working at my Grandma's diner and I was finishing up my babysitting. My parents and family were planning this huge send off for me and the whole damn town was invited that following weekend. I called him up nervously and told him this. He chuckled and told me that I could still book appointments easily and if I liked it he could schedule things for when I came back for visits. Just a little extra cash for college, he said. In fact he had already gotten a call from a anonymous patron saying that if I was open for business that he was interested. I ruined my favorite pair of panties when I heard that. Uncle Joe called one night and asked if I could come over and babysit last minute. When I got there the kids were asleep and he just had to 'run to the store'. When he got back he handed me a hundred and told me to get on my knees. I sucked him but before he could cum he pulled me up and took me to his bedroom where he closed and locked the door and put a gag on my mouth to muffle my cries and began to fuck me from behind. He bent me over his bed and spanked me, fucking me hard, calling me his little whore. His cock raged hard into my pussy but when he came he pulled out and made me take it on my face. As soon as my last shift ended a couple of days later I told my parents that I was heading into the next town to do some shopping - shopping that I had secretly already done - and that I would be late. I might even stay over at a friend's house. Considering that I was heading off to New York and going to college they reasoned that it was reasonable to let me do that without question. If only they knew what I had been doing. I found my way through the now-familiar back roads and into Elijah's office. He was on the phone and nodded at me when I came on. "Of course, we'll see if she has an opening." Feeling aroused and a little confident I slowly and quietly made my way over to his side of the desk and knelt in front of angled chair. He parted his leg and patted my head encouragingly as I pulled out his cock and slipped it into my mouth. I sucked on it softly, nursing it into hardness. He stiffened and thrust a little into my mouth as his cock reached erection and began grip my hair. He continued to talk on the phone and he set a rhythm he liked by moving my head by my hair with his fist. He hung up a few minutes later and without a word pulled me up to my feet and set me on his lap, fulling shoving his hard cock into my still-wettening pussy. I cried out as he forced me to take him in with a smirk. My pussy trembled and warmth trickled from my vagina onto his cock. "Let me see those tits," He muttered as he unbuttoned my uniform and snapped my bra off in a smooth motion. My breasts bounced free and he wrapped his arm around my back, pushing them into his face as he guided me to bounce on his cock. "Like that." He mumbled into the skin of my tits. I rode his cock in his office chair and rode him hard. He bit on my breast and I felt heat spasm through my body. He tugged on my breast with his teeth, just soft enough to hurt a little, and I cried out. "Ohhh." My voice was hoarse and he slammed his cock up into my pussy as I collapsed on top of him. He fucked my body relentlessly, he grunted into my ear that he was going to sell this pussy tonight for a good price. And then he was going to sell it again and again. It me feel electric and I came hard around him. I had masturbated constantly during my time away but it wasn't the same. Even when I saw Uncle Joe. Even when the man from the theater, the worker who had shown me into the theater, had come by the diner and slipped me a note telling me to meet him in his car after work. I knew it was wrong but he pulled in the back and no one was looking. So I slid into the car and he had me suck him off while he drove around town. He dropped me a block away from home and handed me a ten. He winked and told me he knew my dirty little secret and that he usually got the family discount for the girls but he'd tip me good if I took him on as one of my clients. Elijah pulled out of me and set me on the top of his desk with familiarity. He pulled up my panties and patted me on the knee, his cock still out and free, and his body taunt with ease. "Well, you're client will be early so you better go get ready. You're in room 2 and you're supposed to wear a blind-fold and wrist straps. He pointed his finger to his screen and stated clearly. "If you don't like what's going on you hold up three fingers and someone will come get you. Those cameras feed to the manager so someone has eyes on you the entire time." I held up three fingers and saluted. "Aye, aye." He smirked and kissed my lips. "Good girl. Go make Daddy proud." I blushed and scurried out of the office feeling gloriously naughty. The room was clean, smelling of sex and bleach and candles, and I hurried to make myself ready for my customer. This wasn't like what I just did or the sex I had had previously. This was arranged, this was a transaction, and this was at a level that I never could have even fathomed that I would want. This was me selling my pussy. And it made me so aroused, so electric inside, that I wanted to squeal. I slipped the blindfold on and some how managed to feel my way around the wrist straps. They weren't well done and I had a feeling they were going to be checked and tightened. But I waited, naked, my pussy spread out for whoever to come see. I felt the burn of the cameras I knew were around the room as I waited. A few minutes later the door clicked open and heavy footsteps entered the room. I strained to the sound and heard the door click shut. The sound of clothes being taken off, a man breathing, the heavy sound of my heart pounding filled my ears. A hand ran its way up my arms and checked the straps, tightening them. I bit my lip in anticipation as the hands pinched my skin, my breasts, my body. My legs were spread and strange, foreign thick hands probed my wet pussy. It rapidly fucked my pussy and explored my asshole. I trembled with want as a heavy body climbed on top of me and began to run a strange, swollen cock against my skin. The surprise of another set of hands exploring my pussy made me jump. Two clients. I had two people in this room. Their body were heavy and hard and they pressed together and I couldn't tell which one was which. But my wrist straps were removed and then they were moving my body, making me their doll, moving my limbs and arranging me the way they wanted. I let them do it, liking the idea that I wasn't in control, and found myself on my knees on the floor with two cocks thrusting at my mouth. One would fuck for a few moments then then withdraw while the other took it's place. After a few minutes of this they started talking in low voices and began to arrange me once again. My arms were tied behind my back and they set me face down onto the bed, a cock began to push into my pussy and I was pressed to the mattress by a heavy body fucking me. I moaned, cried out, which seemed to turn him on even more. His balls slapped harshly as he yanked my hair and began to fuck my pussy, grunting and calling me names. "Good fucking slut. Such a whore. I'm gonna make you cum. You gonna cum for me bitch?" "Oh yes...oh FUCK YES!" I cried out as he slapped my ass several times. I came all over cock, my pussy milking violently, and screamed out hoarsely. My body trembled, my skin was sweaty and heated, and I was gasping for air as he withdrew his still-hard cock. I was flipped over with my hands still tied back and I felt him straddle me, keeping his weight off of me, and pushing my tits around his cock with his hand. I struggled to reach him, my legs flailed until another set of hands roughly held them apart and began to slap my pussy. The strange man on top of me fucked my tits, pinching my nipples and moaning, as his cock swelled and became angry around my sensitive breasts. A shoot of hot cum spurted onto me and then a thick rope of hot, sticky, smelly semen began to squirt out continuously over me. I felt it glob and glide all over my skin. My face, my neck, and my chest ruined. "Oh fuck yea." He grunted, fucking harder, "I love me a whore." The man slapping my pussy stopped and moved, his body was heavy too, and aligned his cock with my pussy. He shoved it in and began to work in my wet, spasming pussy roughly. "Get me that ass of yours." He growled, I thought he met me but I was pinned down and they didn't move me. After a few moments I felt the other body on top of me shift and then I felt his stiff cock harden even more against my skin. I realized that he was talking to the other man. I kept myself quiet, listening to them play with each other while the other fucked my pussy. "Oh yea, lick my ass." "Fucking slut. I'm gonna rip that ass of yours up after I get done with this cunt." And on and on until I had cum two times and the man had groped my tits until I was sure they were bruised. They abandoned me and I heard the sound of violent, harsh love-making come from the other side of the bed. I left my legs wide open, a silent invitation for more, but they left me alone. Their cries and shoves and fucking filled the air until they stopped. I heard the the sound of them cleaning up and getting dress. They chuckled and petted my head. "We'll leave your tip on the dresser. The rest is with Elijah." The man said roughly. He tweaked my nipple affectionately while the other untied my hands from behind my back. "If your up for it, I'd like to book you for a party when you're back on break. Eli said you're going out of town. That's good, education is good." "Sure is." I nodded, leaving my blindfolds on, wondering who they were. I didn't recognize their voices. They left me there, and I ripped off my blind-fold as the door slid shut. I laid on my back for a moment and panted. Adrenaline coursed through my veins and I groaned. Oh god, that was good. I looked down and saw dried gooey cum all over my legs and my chest and my neck and stomach. Dragging myself up I started a hot shower and slowly washed it off. I masturbated slowly, drawing it out, making myself relax and then towel patted myself dry when I was done. When I went back into the room I noticed two seperate envelopes. They had paid separately. One had a hundred dollars and another had a hundred and fifty with a note saying that it was for school. I smiled and pocketed it. A knock on the door startled me and a head peaked in. "Is this Room Two?" "Yes it is." I smiled and reached to open the door. "What can I do for you?" A lean pimply-faced young man entered and I narrowed my eyes for a moment. "How old are you?" He grinned dorkily and held out his card. I didn't laugh but he looked younger than me when the truth was that he was genuinely older. It wasn't a fake, he looked even younger in the picture. But he was twenty-one. "What can I do for you?" I said, closing the door. I began to untie my robe and he blushed. "Sit down, please. Sit down." He sat down and smiled bashfully. "Well, Elijah said you'd be good for this...I have this...sort of fetish." I smiled and sat next to him naked. He stared at my tits and I winked at him. "What is it? I'm pretty open." "Well, I..um...I like to be dominated. A-a-and I like to call my dominator...Mommy." I stared at him and then grinned broadly. "I've never done that but it sounds fun!"