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My French Revolution

By: sexyminxlola



This is a true story of my 3 month adventure in the South of France. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

Little did I know, when I stepped on the Air France flight and made myself comfortable that my summer plans would change drastically and my unquenchable thirst for sex would become so lucrative. 

It took twenty minutes for my jaw to reset. My wild summer in France seemed to come crashing down on my 18 year old blond head. Three days after bringing me to her uncles lavish and rarely used Cap Martin Villa, my friend was leaving me for the rest of my three month stay to go off with her 30 year old boyfriend. She assured me that the staff would take care of all my needs and the chauffeur would take me anywhere I wanted to go in the Bentley. She told me I could go and come as I pleased inviting anyone to stay the night or any length of time. 

Elise made sure to remind me of the cellar stocked with Dom Perignon and Cristal that was at my disposal. All the champagne I ever wanted distracted me for a few hours I must admit, however, being left alone in the South of France, on my first trip abroad was scary as hell. Not that she would have stayed for me.

"Mon Cherie, his cock is twelve inches and he never tires of fucking me." reasoned Elise.

Gone were the plans we made back home in Oakville, Ontario of erotic threesomes, naked sunbathing and drinking nothing but champagne. Gone was the silly idea of breaking the bank in Monte Carlo, only 20 miles from the villa. Elise assured me that even though we still had a year to go before graduating from high school my enormous breasts and figure would let me pass for twenty five no problem. I hadn't yet discovered that legal age was 18. There I lay, naked in a lounge chair, my pert 38DD's with dime sized nipples standing firm in the warm sun, a droplet of champagne trailing past my 27 inch waist and the rest of the bottle of Dom in a chilled stand beside my 30 inch hips. 

"What the fuck am I going to do now?" I asked the pool boy.

"Pardon? Je ne parle pas l'Anglais." he replied staring at my breasts and bare pussy.

What I did for the rest of that week, was lay out naked by the pool drinking champagne and eating fruit. I didn't really feel like eating but the cook insisted, so I convinced her I only ate fruit. By the end of my first week, my blond tresses were even paler, my entire body was tanned and my green eyes seemed to shine like emeralds in contrast to my lightly bronzed skin. Eating nothing but fruit had taken a couple of pounds off my 130 frame.

The housekeeper had been suggesting I go have some fun in Monte Carlo as all young people do and I was getting tired of coming up with excuses. I'd finally agreed to go that night and went to my room to figure out what to wear. I wondered if there was something better than the creme elastic to pull my hair up with and wandered into her uncles room. I looked in the drawers of the vanity and found some beautiful costume jewellery, but nothing for my hair. I opened the closet and found nothing but a few men's clothes. I pulled out a crisp white shirt and closed the door again.

I walked in to what I assumed was the next bedroom and almost fell over. I looked around the room feeling myself get wet with excitement. Pair after pair of five inch Christian Louboutin shoes lined up in colour coded rows. I had a tiny orgasm when I realized they were my size and slid on a pair, looking at my reflection in the mirror. 

I felt so sexy, wearing nothing but the heels that made me so tall, my short muscular legs seemed to go on forever. I walked over to the line of dresses and felt the luxurious material. I found a sexy low cut black dress of silk and tossed it over my head. The top was very tight and pushed my breasts together, the material barely covering my nipples, the rest of my breasts on display. I looked like a starlet walking down a red carpet. I'd found my outfit for the evening and discovered a dresser of expensive jewellery. I put on a pair of bezel set diamond earrings and a platinum chain that stopped right at my breasts. I selected a platinum and diamond tennis bracelet and spun before the mirror. I looked like a super sexy very wealthy 23 year old and applied coral lipstick and some eyeliner. I gave my nipples a good hard pinch and smiled at how obvious they were straining against the tight silk. I went searching for a purse and found a silver clutch. I tossed in my lipstick and eyeliner and decided my hair needed that just fucked look and shook it out curling a few strands. I went back to my room and tossed a few hundred dollars worth of francs inside and the phone number for the villa and headed downstairs.

Marisol took one look at me and whistled, she told me that she wouldn't expect me home that night and to have fun.

When Jean Pierre, the chauffeur licked his lips when he saw me, visions of erotic threesomes started dancing in my head once more. I pinched my nipples one last time before getting out of the Bentley and sasheed into Le Grande Casino de Monte Carlo. It was as perfectly impressive as I imagined it to be and I sauntered in with nothing more than some wolfish smiles for security. I wandered around for a half an hour, my confidence soaring with each double take and a few gravity challenged men who walked into tables while watching me. The attention was making me horny and I felt myself getting wet. I gave my nipples another good pinch not caring who saw me and licked my lips.

Moments later a tall handsome brunette was standing beside me handing me a glass of champagne. I was grateful for all those years of acing French because I understood him clearly tell me that I was a Goddess that deserved to be fucked over and over again. 

"Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?" he inquired.

"Je ne sais même pas encore votre nom." (I don't even know your name yet) I responded.

"Marc et votre nom?" (Marc and your name is)

"Lea."

"Lola"

"No, Lea." I replied quickly.

"Oui, Lolita. Lola en abrégé." "Lolita yes. Lola for short."

"No, Lea." I tried once more.

"Lolita, tu es magnifique, vos seins sont magnifiques, je tiens à les sucer." (Lolita, you are beautiful, your breasts are magnificent, I wish to suck on them.

I tried to look as though men asked to suck on my breasts everyday. "C'est une bonne chose que mon amour seins à être aspiré puis sur." (It is a good thing my breasts love to be sucked on then.)

"J'ai une chambre à l'hôtel de Paris nous?" (I have a room at the Hotel de Paris, shall we.)

"Oui, Marc."

He took my hand and kissed it and then kissed my cleavage. He escorted me out, his hand roaming my back, sliding over my ass.

"Pas de culottes Lolita, comment sexy." (No panties Lolita, how sexy." He replied stopping to caress my ass cheeks.

"Je n'ai jamais porter des culottes, fait toujours plus facile fucking." (I never wear panties, always makes fucking easier."

"J'aime comment vous pensez, vous vous Minx. " (I love how you think you minx you.)

"Meow." I replied and kissed him hard cupping his package in my hand and squeezing.

The second Marc got me in the elevator he tore the top off my dress down sucking violently on my left nipple, turning me on immensely. My large nipples liked it rough, hell I liked my sex rough too. Forget the gentle caresses, I love having my pussy and ass slammed into. The elevator stopped and he grasped both breasts and pulled me along to his room. He stopped in front of a door and dropped down pulling my dress completely off and pushed me against the door. He held my hands above my head and bit down hard on my right nipple making me scream in pleasure. With one hand still pinning me to the door, he deftly undid his pants and guided his enlarged dick right into my pussy and began thrusting hard into me.

He let my hands go to grab my ass and raise me as I locked my legs around him as he fucked me violently. Doors opened upon hearing my screams of pleasure and he didn't stop. A couple from down the hall came out and stood beside us watching. She licked her lips and I came immediately.

"I'm not done with you whore." He said in English and continued fucking my cunt until he exploded inside me. My inner walls spasmed with the force of his hot seed until he pulled out, dropping me to the floor and covering my body in the rest of his cum. As I lay there moaning he opened the hotel door. I tried to sit up but he stopped me.

"Don't bother, I don't let filthy whores like you in my room. Thanks for the fuck slut." He stated and slammed the door .

I couldn't believe it! There I lay on the plush carpeted hall of a five star hotel naked and covered in cum. I didn't even know where my borrowed dress or purse was. I looked around and didn't see them.

"I have your clothes, if you fuck my husband and I, I'll return them to you." I heard in a thick German accent.

I looked up and there was the stunning brunette who watched me so intently earlier. She licked her lips once more and smiled as I took in her beautiful small breasts with huge erect nipples, her slender waist and triangular shaped bush above her pussy.

"Will your husband fuck my ass while I eat your pussy?"

"He'll love to. I don't let him fuck my ass. Although, it's not like you have much of a choice slut." she replied with a grin.

"No, I guess I don't. Shall we?" I asked as I felt myself get wet again in anticipation of a wild threesome.

He'd raped my ass while I ate and fingered his horny wife. Tara had bent me over the table and fucked my ass with the most wonderful dildo I'd ever seen. It was a series of glass beads fused together, the first bead was a dark purple and the colours faded to a pale pink final one. It was so hard and had to be eleven inches long and she forced it right in to my aching anus. I had cum buckets which Tara greedily lapped up and then proclaimed she was tired and went to bed without finishing me off. Angus kissed his wife goodnight tasting me in her mouth and sat down in the leather arm chair.

He ordered me to ride him and I did to a spectacular orgasm. He withdrew and told me to lie on the table and covered me in his cum once more. He told me that was where sluts slept and crawled into the bed wrapping his arms around his wife. It hadn't taken me long to drift off into an exhausted and satisfied sleep. I woke up the next morning spread out on my back, my legs still hanging over the table in the room. I sat up with some effort and looked down. My body was caked in dried cum and I was so horny. 

My legs were asleep from how I'd slept and with effort I put them on the floor with pins and needles shooting up my legs. I picked up the glass dildo and brought it into the bathroom. I took a long hot shower and fucked myself in the pussy and ass as the water poured down on me. I dried off and made myself presentable once more finding my dress and purse on a chair and my heels underneath. Angus and Tara were still sleeping so I found a piece of hotel letterhead and wrote then a quick note.

In lieu of payments for my services I'm taking the dildo. Tara you really should let Angus rape your ass it feels incredible.                             Au revoir, (goodbye)                            Votre Salope (your slut)

I left the hotel room proudly carrying the glass dildo and called the villa to get Jean Pierre to pick me up. I went into the Cafe de Paris, ordered a glass of champagne and a fruit platter and charged it to Marc's room. Jean Pierre was waiting for me when I stepped out on to the street and smiled when he saw the dildo in my hand.

"Souvenir?" he asked with a grin.

"Yes from a wonderful couple." I replied with a smirk, closing my eyes and dozing for the drive back to the villa. 

I slept for several hours waking around four in the afternoon and wandered down to the kitchen naked. I pulled a bottle of Cristal from the fridge, popped the cork and brought it out to the pool with me, drinking straight from the bottle. I went for a swim and laid in the sun eating the fruit platter and pieces of toasted baguette left for me. When the bottle was empty I brought it down to my pussy and began running it over my clit. I wish I had thought to bring my new toy down with me. I was nice and wet and plunged the bottle into my pussy as far as it would go and proceeded to fuck myself with it.

Marisol cleared her throat and I stopped fucking myself leaving the bottle in my oozing pussy. She shook her head at me and rolled her eyes.

"Are you going out again tonight?"

The evening hadn't gone as I planned and it could have turned out to be a disaster if I'd been forced to go to the lobby naked and covered in cum without my borrowed dress and purse. The insatiable slut in me took over, reminding me that fucking myself wasn't nearly as fun as being fucked.

"Yes and no need to wait up."

"I'll have Jean Pierre ready to leave at ten again."

"Perfect, can I have another bottle of Cristal?"

"Certainly."

After taking a shower, I went back into my new closet and selected a short black chiffon skirt and a red silk plunging cowl neck halter top that was once again a little small but showed off my breasts magnificently. I still had on the platinum necklace and bezel set diamond earrings from last night and added my own white gold snake bracelet. I slid my feet into a pair of fuck me red Louboutin heels and grabbed a silk clutch purse that matched the top perfectly.

"Where to tonight?" Jean Pierre asking licking his lips and looking me up and down devouring me with his eyes.

"Take me to a really hot bar."

When the car stopped, I got out and headed right to the door, not even bothering to see where I was. The bouncer smiled at me and opened the door and I found myself in a crowded bar surrounded by gorgeous young nubile guys and girls. I ordered a glass of expensive white wine and no sooner had the female bartender told me the price did I hear a deep voice say put it on my tab.

I turned around to see a tanned chiselled face with the deepest green eyes and light brown hair. He was looking right down my top and I grinned.

"Like what you see?" I asked boldly.

"Yes, they are wonderful."

"Thank you, they are." I replied confidently. "Thanks for the drink."

"Anytime beautiful. I haven't seen you here before." 

"I just arrived in town. I've got a villa in Cap Martin that I'm staying at."

"Nice, that is a lovely area, a little far though."

"My chauffeur is always on call."

"Perfect. You aren't American, I can tell."

"Why because I'm not rude?" I laughed.

He laughed, "No, you don't sound like one which means you must be Canadian."

"Yes."

"So what brings you to France?"

"Vacation before finishing my final year of school."

"What are you studying and where?"

Suddenly, stating the name of my private high school didn't seem like such a good idea. I smiled and put my hand on his knee to stall for a second while I thought.

"University of Toronto, law school."

"I'd commit a crime just to be represented by you."

"Such flattery, you speak very good English but I don't detect a British accent."

"Belgium background, but I spent a few years in New York when my parents divorced."

"Ah, so what do you do?"

"Nothing, my father owns a couple of shipyards. I spend the summer partying here and the winter skiing in Gstaad."

"Nice, wish that could be my life."

"Care for another drink?" He asked as I drained the wine.

"I'd love a Cristal."

"Let me take you to my table and I'll go get you that champagne."

His hand ran down my bare back and stayed there as he escorted me through the people to a corner table where a voluptuous red head and another blonde sat.

"Girls meet my new friend........"

"L....Lola." I replied.

"A perfect name for you." He replied kissing my neck.

I sat down and the girls looked at me with contempt. I moved in my seat so that my skirt would rise higher to greet my mystery man when he returned. He returned about five minutes later and handed me a flute as he looked at my legs.

"Lovely legs and I love the shoes."

"Thanks, like the colour? I call it fuck me red."

"Such a naughty name. Tell me Lola are you a naughty girl?"

"Very."

"Lola, I think I'm falling in lust with you."

"I laughed, "So what's your name sexy?"

"Pieter." 

"We shall drink to naughty lust then." I proclaimed taking a sip of my champagne.

It tasted a little different than the Cristal I'd been drinking for the last two weeks. I must have made a perplexed face because Pieter asked me what was wrong. I told him it tasted a tiny bit different, a little drier and he said it was a rare vintage.  

I finished it rather quickly and asked for another. I signalled a passing waiter but Pieter told me the bottle was kept at the bar and went to fetch me another one. The girls must have been tired of being ignored so they got up and walked away disappearing into the crowd. Pieter returned with two more flutes.

"Lola. I'd like to watch you down the first Cristal without using your hands."

"Place the glass between my breasts then."

I pushed my arms into my breasts to make sure the glass stayed and bent over, taking the rim of the flute easily into my mouth and brought it upwards swallowing the expensive drink quickly. I felt a little woozy as the champagne rushed to my head and a minute or two latter I felt it's effects as my body started to feel warm and tingly all over.

I sipped on the second glass as my conversation with Pieter became more sexual in nature. One of the last things I would remember from that fateful night is telling him I wanted him to finger fuck my wet pussy as we sat there. I had no idea that the next morning, I'd wake up with a lucrative new career. 

My French Revolution Ch. 02



I woke up slowly feeling like I was in a thick fog, having no idea where I was. I had to fight to get my eyes to open and focus. I finally managed to get my head up and blinked several times until my eyes narrowed in on the reason I found it so hard to move. The voluptuous red head from the bar was naked and laying on me, her lips on my left nipple. The blonde's head was between my legs, her naked body diagonal on the large bed. A short haired brunette was using my flat stomach as a pillow. I looked around again and saw Pieter smiling at me, his naked body in an armchair.

"Morning Lola, you certainly were not kidding last night. A woman has never made Zoey passed out before."

"Zoey?"

"Yes you kept calling her your fuck toy but that is her name. She passed out, I put her on your stomach."

"Ah and the girls from yesterday?"

"Lane is on your magnificent tit and Zarina is between your legs. We thought you'd never stop cumming Bella, you squirt too, so very fucking erotic."

"Anya, wasn't Lola just spectacular?" Pieter asked.

"Mmmm, worth every penny."

I looked in the direction of the voice and found a naked girl with tits as large as mine smiling behind a video camera. I started to panic.

"Pieter, video camera, what the fuck...."

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it, it was for my private collection." He stood up and my eyes went straight to his hard 8 inch cock. He brought an envelope over to me, kissing me hard.

"You were right Lola, you are worth more than five thousand, so here's six."

I looked in the envelope and found it stuffed with hundred pound notes. I had no memory of asking for money, no idea of how I got from the bar to this room and I certainly should have remembered fucking three other girls. It hurt to think but try as I might the only thing I remembered was watching Pieter lick my cum off his fingers in the bar.

"Pieter, I don't....."

"Lola, you were so fucking wild last night. I've never seen anything like it before. I'm throwing a little party on my yacht Saturday night and I want you to be the entertainment. I'll pay you ten thousand pounds plus an extra twenty for every person you fuck."

My jaw dropped, he thought I was a very expensive hooker. I was about to protest when my brain and sex drive kicked in. "Sounds wonderful to me Pieter, where and what time do you want me?

"Mmm I knew my naughty little Lola would be up for a larger group. Since I'm the host I think it's only fair that I get to fuck you first."

"Baby, you can fuck me anytime, anywhere for that kind of money." I replied saucily.

"Such a good little slut. Here is the address and information, including what I'd like you to wear. I have business to attend to, see you Saturday doll."

He kissed me hard once more pinching my right nipple and slapping Lane hard on the ass. She woke up, smiled at his retreating figure and went back to my breast suckling it.

"Anya, where the hell am I? I have to call my driver to come get me?"

"Mmmm, you'll have time for that later darling, I've been waiting all night to have you fuck my pussy. Pieter never lets me have fun while I'm filming. Now that I know how talented you are, I must have you."

Anya got up from her chair and slapped Lane once more. Lane sat up and frowned. She reached down and pinched both of Zoey's nipples waking the girl up and slapped Zarina in the face.

"Bitches, you had your fun now get the fuck out. Lola is mine." 

The girls practically jumped out of the bed and left the room naked. Zoey lingered at the door and turned around to look at me. "Lola, you are the best. See you Saturday."

"Anya that was a little harsh don't you think?"

"Ah, my brother's little whores get on my nerves."

"Your brother? Pieter is your brother?"

"Yes my twin, he's older by two minutes. I'm responsible for you being here though. I told him I wanted you the moment I saw you saunter in, those delicious breasts on display."

"You breasts look as good as mine Anya, 38DD too?"

"36D, I loved how you show yours off. I like a girl with exhibitionist tendencies."

"I love the attention. Anya did he give me anything last night? I don't remember a thing."

"That was me, I slipped you something to make your complacent, had I known I wouldn't have bothered. You were suppose to lie there and take it, not be the aggressor but damn, you were incredible."

"Thank you, but I wish I remembered it, at least the satisfaction I must have had."

"We won't drug you again Bella. I'll even let you fuck Pieter on Saturday."

"You mean I...."

"Enough with the chatter, make me cum slut."

Anya pushed me down on the bed straddling my face. I immediately swiped my tongue along her length from her tiny little asshole to her clit. I made this journey several times until she started moaning my name. I sat up and pushed her down on her back, getting between her legs and dipping my skilled tongue in her dripping pussy. My tongue darted in and out as her body quaked under me. I moved on to her clit, biting it hard, just the way I liked it and she came instantly. I lapped her up then thrust three fingers inside curling my index finger when I found her G spot. I fucked her cunt hard calling her every derogatory name I could think of while I feasted on her clit, ignoring her plea to stop. I worked my fingers as fast as I could, plunging a fourth finger in and sucked her clit so hard I thought she might just die on me as she screamed in ecstasy and pain. She was cumming like a faucet on full blast and I shoved my hand in to scoop up her juices depositing them on her lips.

"Eat your pussy my little fuck slut!" I demanded and continued to feed her all her juices.

When I knew she had enough I pulled my fingers out and licked them. He head had stopped thrashing from side to side and I bit down hard on her clit one last time.

"So whore where am I?" I asked with a smirk, wishing Pieter was there to fuck my ass.

It took her a few minutes to speak coherently. As soon as I knew where I was, I left her to recover on the bed. I called Jean Pierre and he told me he'd be there in forty minutes. I found my skirt and top and put my heels back on. I shoved my fee and next assignment in my purse and grinned wickedly, wondering how many other parties I'd get paid for. I couldn't believe my luck, I was getting paid ridiculous amounts of money to do something I'd gladly do for free. I was grateful that when amounts were brought up I'd said such an adsorbent amount. I found my way to the kitchen and ate some grapes and cut myself some cheese. I poured myself a tall glass of orange juice and drank it slowly. I went back upstairs and Anya was still lying on the bed murmuring to herself, her legs spread wide open as I'd left them.

Turn about is fair play, I thought as I moved my hand back and slapped her pussy hard.

"I'm done with you Bitch. You better eat me out next time or I'll never touch your filthy cunt again, you worthless whore."

"Mmmm yes Mistress Lola." She replied stroking her throbbing pussy.

"See you Saturday, my little cunt whore." I yelled on my way downstairs.

I waited outside for Jean Pierre for ten minutes. He gave me a look when I slid into the car.

"Lea, be careful with these people, they party hard and have a penchant for doing hard drugs. I don't want to find you full of heroin or cocaine in a morgue."

"I made her my bitch and I can handle him but thanks for the warning. I'll be careful, I promise."

"Good girl."

I opened the instruction envelope and read off what I was required to wear. I grinned, knowing that everything I needed was already in the villa and I wouldn't have to spend a dime.

"I need to go to a bank Jean Pierre and I'd like to do a little shopping at Chanel." 

"Are you hungry Lea?"

"No, I find cum quiet filling." I laughed.

"Interesting protein choice, no wonder you are so skinny."

I changed the money into French Francs and opened an account. I loved the sound of 55,000 Francs. I asked out of curiosity what it was in Canadian dollars and gasped. $14,000 dollars for one night and part of a morning was awe inspiring. I found a black and pink Chanel jacket and placed it on the counter without even looking at the price. I picked up some makeup and paid for my purchases. Jean Pierre rolled his eyes at me.

"I've always wanted a classic Chanel jacket and now I have one."

"You must have saved months for that."

"Umm yeah." I lied.

When we returned to the villa, I went upstairs, stashed my money away, got naked and went down to the pool with a bottle of Dom. I decided to stay in that night and put my outfit for Saturday night together, I felt so incredibly sexy and ended up fucking myself hard with my new glass dildo, falling asleep on the carpet in the wardrobe room.

The next night I went back to the casino in a skin tight slinky emerald dress and fucked a gorgeous Italian stud in his cramped high rise condo over looking the Mediterranean. If only his sexual prowess was as good as his looks. I faked two orgasms and made myself cum on my own while he slept. I called Jean Pierre and left at three in the morning. Hours later I tried on my Chanel jacket with my jeans and as soon as I moved they fell down as they were now two sizes too big. I found a scale and was delighted to see that I weighed 117 pounds. I'd lost 13 pounds in a little over two weeks.

I took a long shower and had just begun to prepare my body when Marisol knocked on the door and placed a plate of steaming lobster tails and butter sauce in front of me.

"Cum can not be your only protein young lady." 

"Jean Pierre has a big mouth."

"What would your mother say if she had to read that you were found dead at eighty pounds, cum in your mouth and heroin marks on your arms?"

I thought about that for a moment. My parents had forbidden me from dating until I was eighteen. If they only knew what I was up to now they'd die. 

"Earth to Lea, come in Lea."

"Oh sorry, I was thinking about something. I don't do drugs. Well I've smoked some pot from time to time but that's it."

"Make sure that's it. I'll let you be the nympho you obviously are but you won't overdose on my watch."

"Don't worry, I'll be a good little girl. I do love seafood, except I'm not crazy about shrimp."

"Eat!" Marisol ordered and left me alone.

I polished off the lobster and went back to my preparations. As I applied the lip plumper to my lips, I wondered if it worked in other places and coated both nipples. The tingly sensation felt great and I dipped my hand down and started playing with my clit then applied some plumper to it. This felt even better and I made a mental note to stock up on more plumper. I curled my hair tightly and then raked my hands through it messing it up for that just rolled out of bed look. I put on the multicoloured jewelled collar and matching cuff bracelets from my hosts costume jewellery collection and added the earrings that went with the set. I slid my feet into a pair of six inch gold sandals and stood in front of the mirror enjoying the view of my outfit for the evening.

I started thinking about how many cocks I'd have in me, how many tongues in my pussy and asshole, how large my audience would be and started to cum. I started thrusting three fingers in my wet pussy and stopped to go put a few rings on and continued enjoying the feeling of the rings on my walls. I looked at the clock on the vanity and hurriedly cleaned myself off. I grabbed a short green silk robe and wrapped it around myself, grabbed the purse from last night and a hurried downstairs. 

While Jean Pierre drove me to the Monaco- Hercule docks, I slid my fingers between my legs to make my pussy glisten. My nipples were already as hard as they got and I smiled thinking about how hot I'd look stepping onto Pieters yacht. The Bentley came to a stop at the slip number I'd provided and I got out of the car. I started walking towards the dock and was meet at the entrance by an older gentlemen in a tuxedo.

"Miss Lola?"

"Yes."

"I'll take your robe and purse and make sure they are placed in your cabin. You are requested to walk to the yacht in your costume only." 

I took off the robe and handed him the purse spinning around to show myself off.

"So lovely, enjoy the party my dear. I know the guests will enjoy you."

I strutted down to the yacht and smiled wickedly when Pieter dropped to his knees. He kissed me and leaned down to bite both nipples turning me around to caress my shapely firm ass.

"Lola, you are a vision of epic erotic proportions. I wish I hadn't invited anyone, they'll never want to leave you."

"Thank you."

"Mistress Lola, I'm getting so wet just looking at you." Anya said coming up from below deck with a glass in her hand.

"Hello my little cunt whore. Loose the dress, I want to watch you masturbate for me."

Pieter looked on in awe as his usually dominant sister quivered and did exactly as she was told. No one had ever dared to call her a whore, let alone a cunt whore. She complied with a smile on her face. 

"Lola, I bought you a little present that I'd like you to wear for the duration of the party. I have a feeling you are just the type of naughty girl who will love it."

He stepped in front of me and flicked my right nipple hard. I noticed what looked like a beaded earring in his hand. He smiled and leaned over placing it on my hardened nipple, the metal teeth digging into the sensitive flesh. The pain was excruciating and left me speechless, seconds later my left nipple was under the same torture and I found myself shaking as an enormous orgasm was building inside me. The pain was unbearable yet I loved it. I screamed and fell backwards as I rode the wave of the orgasm. Pieter had caught me in his arms, spent I slumped against him, still moaning from the exquisite pain I was in. I knew you'd love nipple clamps Lola, he whispered in my ears.

"Tug on the beads darling."

"Cunt whore come clean my pussy!" I ordered and Anya was on her knees underneath me in seconds.

I fingered the four multicoloured beads now hanging from both nipples and began turning them. The pain increased and I tugged on them, screaming once more.

"Cum again my little slut." Pieter whispered and I tortured my nipples tugging and pulling until I started to feel sweet release. I could feel Anya greedily lapping all my juices up. She looked up at me, my juices on her chin and thanked me.

"Stay there Anya, I'll give you the honour. There is one more piece Lola."

He tossed something down to his sister as she fingered my engorged clit. I moaned and a fraction of a second later I felt the most vicious pain as metal teeth seemed to pierce through my clit. My scream was so raw and animalistic it scared me as I slid down Pieters body, my cum now squirting all over Anya. I couldn't seem to stop squirting or thrashing on the deck as the most intense series of orgasms set me on fire. I felt a hard tug on both nipple clamps and screamed in pleasure. I felt myself slipping towards unconsciousness and fought it wanting to feel every second of this extreme painful pleasure. Anya was in heaven licking up every drop wondering how I could cum so hard and long.

Pieter dropped down to his knees and kissed me. "You love the clit clamp don't you Lola?"

"Fuck yes." I moaned.

"Good, you can keep them. If someone takes them off you fine, otherwise I want you to wear them until you get home."

"Mmmm, I might never take them off Pieter. I'm sure Anya has done a great job cleaning me but could I go freshen myself up?"

"Certainly, I'll show you to your cabin. You'll find your payment on the bed. I'll give you your bonus once I've tallied up your fucks."

The cabin was much larger than I expected and I found my purse and robe on the bed beside a white envelope. I looked at the cheque for ten thousand pounds and tucked it in my purse after writing my name on the top of it. There was a bottle of Cristal sitting on a table and I popped the cork downing half the bottle at once. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and couldn't believe how erotic I looked with the clamps on. I pressed on the right one and removed it examining the tiny puncture holes on my nipple. I put it back on and my knees buckled with the pain, I felt myself cumming once more and quickly grabbed a tissue to clean myself up. I finished the rest of the champagne, refreshed my lipstick and went back on deck. I found a small box shaped stage on the back deck.

"Perfect timing Lola, please get on the stage, I want all my guests to see you when they board." Pieter requested.

I climbed up and stood with one hand on my hip, the other just below my breast. Pieter quickly came over and had me put but both hands on my head, arch my back and jut my ass out. It was an incredibly uncomfortable position but Anya told me that I looked sexy as hell. The reaction from the guests varied from open mouths, lustful stares, lip licking and blown kisses to jealous glares, indifference and looks of pure hatred. I lost count of how many people were on the yacht and wondered where on earth they'd all fit. Finally, after about an hour of being in the contorted pose, Pieter stepped up on the stage with a microphone and stood beside me.

"Hello friends and welcome to my Hot July Party. The delectable slut beside me is Mistress Lola and she is by far my greatest find. She is the ultimate party favour and I know you'll enjoy her sexual prowess. If Lola can't make you cum, no one can. Let the party begin!"



My French Revolution Ch. 03



I watched Anya approach me with a large pillow in her hand. She tossed it on the deck and Pieter told me to get on all fours. As soon and I was in place, Anya slid under me and began rubbing her nose against my mound. I heard Pieter start counting and on three he thrust straight into my ass as Anya released then clamped my clit. I moaned loudly encouraging Pieter to fuck my worthless slut ass and Anya continued to torture me with the clit clamp. I had finally had enough and ordered Anya to eat me out. Her tongue seemed to have grown in two nights and she gave me one of the best tongue fucks I'd ever had, up to that point. Pieter was plunging in and out of my ass with such a vengeance that I found myself brutally pulling on my nipple clamps lost in a frenzy of incredible pain and pleasure. I could hear Anya licking and slurping away at my cum and suddenly remembered my audience. I looked up and licked my lips making eye contact with as many of the guests as I could, smiling as I moaned and yelled in pleasure.

I felt Pieter explode in my ass filling me with this warm seed and then pull out quickly. He pushed me over and astonished me by cumming all over his sister covering her head to toe in thick ropes of cum as she begged for more. My open mouth was an unintentional invitation as I found a cock thrust past my lips. I started sucking and massaging the dick with my tongue as I lay on my side. It wasn't' long before I felt hands on my ass and a finger penetrate my tight asshole. It didn't feel as good as a cock but it gave me pleasure and soon a few more fingers were inserted and I started moaning once more. I could feel the prick in my mouth spasm and waited to taste the cum. I got a few good swallows in until he pulled out and finished cumming on Anya's tits.

"Hey what about me? I love cum on my tits." I whined.

"Sorry Lola, that is one of the few things we are not allowed to do to you. We can't mess you up and keep you from entertaining other guests. Pieter is right though, you are the fucking best slut he's ever hired. I'd like to hire you myself for a one on one. I promise I'll cum all over you."

"I'm very expensive."

"I've heard but you are well worth it. A thousand pounds for three hours, correct."

So that's my rate, I thought with a grin. "It's actually for two hours but I'll throw in an extra hour sexy. What's your name?"

"Jackson. I know you can't have a card on you but...."

"Before you leave the party leave your name and a contact number and I'll call you tomorrow to set up our tryst."

"Wonderful babe."

Jackson disappeared and I found myself looking at the widest cock I'd ever seen in my life. I couldn't' even guess how wide it was.

"Get on your stage slut and open those legs wide."

"Say please or I'm not moving."

"Please slut, get up there and let me fuck that hot cunt."

I complied and screamed as he pounded straight into me. I could feel my walls expanding to accommodate him as he kept thrusting into me, stretching me as far as I'd go. He pulled almost out and slammed back in again, bashing into my clamp each time setting my clit on fire. It felt incredible being filled so completely and I actually found myself thanking my lucky stars that he didn't want my ass because he would have torn me apart. I was surprised that such a large cock didn't produce a gallon of cum as he released his seed inside me and had nothing left for Anya's body.

I spotted Zoey and called my fuck toy over and told her to clean my pussy out while another guest stepped up to fill my ass and I began giving another blow job. After about three hours of being used and abused Pieter appeared at my side with a flute of Cristal and a plate of food. He told me to go back to my cabin and remove the clamps as he'd put them back on when my break was over.

I barely had enough time to eat, use the bathroom and clean myself up before Pieter was knocking on the door and entered to put my clamps back in place.

"Sorry Lola, but you are in such high demand I can only spare you for half an hour. I've got quite the list of guests who want to hire you for themselves."

"I've only agreed to take Jackson on as a new client."

"He is on the list. I'll star a few names that I think you'll enjoy and put a line through those you don't' want to touch with a ten foot pole."

"Haven't I fucked them already?"

"Several but something tell me you don't like being used as a toilet."

"Dear God no, that is disgusting!" 

"Get back up on deck, there is a line formed already."

"Thanks Pieter."

"Please, you have made this my greatest party ever. They will be talking about this for years to come."

I made my way back to my stage stopping to down another glass of champagne and found that a line had indeed formed. I had numerous triple penetrations, to deal with the line, which was fine by me as it was both my favourite sexual position and activity. A while later, I noticed Anya was back naked and freshly showered. She seemed to have a ton of energy and I watched her sit on a hard cock and start riding it on warp speed. She was laughing and shouting, flying high as a kite. Pieter once again appeared at my side a few hours later but instead of offering me a break he had my stand on the stage as two fully clothed brunettes stepped up with large vibrators in their hands and fucked me raw for the guests amusement. After nearly an hour of being savagely raped by the vibrators, I slumped to the floor with both of the intruders still inside me. The look both girls gave me seemed to say 'We brought you down, you stupid slut.'

"Wow Lola, we didn't think you'd last twenty minutes and you went fifty three." Pieter said in awe.

"I need a break."

"Sorry Lola, I want that ass of yours again. Someone go get Lola a drink."

"Pieter, I really don't..."

Pieter was behind me already and pulled my head back with a sharp jerk on my hair. "I don't care what the fuck you want slut, you've been paid now get on your knees or I'll have the girls come back and go at you for hours." he whispered in my ear.

I got on my knees and screamed when Pieter, pulled violently on the clit clamp pulling it right off my clit. I reached down to soothe my poor clit and came up with blood on my hand. Pieter looked at the clamp in his hand and thrust into my ass, reaching down and clamping it back in place. The pain made me want to faint but sensing the situation Pieter, yanked on my hair again and warned me that I'd regret passing out. The vibrator in my pussy started moving again as Lane tried to fuck me to match Pieter's strokes. I was no longer enjoying the party but my body didn't seem to feel the same way as I continued cumming and squirting. Thankfully, Pieter only fucked me for half an hour and I found Jackson's cock in my face once more.

"Suck me long and slow Lola, it will give you a chance to relax."

I thanked him and performed a forty minute blow job giving my two other holes a chance to rest. By the time I was finished with Jackson, I was feeling horny again and thoroughly enjoyed the next three girls who licked every inch of my body. I continued pleasuring guests as the sun rose until the last two guests, the girlfriend tongue fucking my asshole and her boyfriend fucking my pussy finally orgasmed and thanked me as an after thought as they left. I noticed one of the deck hands looking at me and I asked him the time.

"Eight am Lola, It's my turn to fuck that ass now."

"Sorry, I don't do the help." I said wearily and walked off wanting nothing more than to flop on the bed and sleep.

I opened the door to the cabin and stopped short as I watched Anya snorting a line of coke off her brother's cock. Anya threw her head up when she was done and smiled at me.

"There you are Lola, I saved you a line."

"No thanks."

"I insist, you know there is nothing better than fucking on a cocaine high."

"I wouldn't know that, I've never done coke." 

"Oh my God, then you have to try it, you are going to love how you feel."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Lola, virgins are not allowed on my yacht, snort it baby then I'll fuck your pussy." 

I was too tired to argue and pinched closed one nostril as I'd seen in the movies and snorted up the line. My face felt numb very quickly and as it dripped down my nasal cavity my mouth felt very dry. Anya handed me a glass of champagne and I downed it quickly. A minute or two later, I felt myself enter a state of euphoria and my energy level soared. I was no longer tired and pushed Pieter down on the bed, riding his cock as hard and fast as I could. Anya hadn't been lying, I felt like I was having the best fuck of my life as every nerve ending in my body seemed to be firing for a good twenty minutes until the effects started to wear off and I felt like a zombie stuck in a haze.

"You need another line Lola." Anya said and this time I snorted both lines off his cock and drank straight from the champagne bottle. In a few minutes, I was in euphoria once more and Pieter started fucking my ass but he was missing the target so I rode him, my ass plunging down on his hard cock then I changed positions and pussy fucked him once more. Anya was busy eating her brother's cum out of my pussy while he fucked her ass as I came out of the high.

"So you two are big on incest." I said casually between moans.

"No actually, Pieter will only fuck me when he's on coke and in a threesome. I've been waiting for this threesome since the moment I laid eyes on you Lola."

"Oh."

"So how many people do you think you fucked?"

"I have no idea, I know I didn't fuck every guest, probably not even half of them."

"No you fucked about half of them." Pieter grunted as he slammed into his sisters ass.

"You were such a bastard to me Pieter." I said playing with my nipple clamps.

"Sorry, but you picked the wrong time to ask for a break. After that show you put on, there was no way you could stop."

"So how many people do you reckon I fucked?"

"Probably fifty or maybe even sixty. I've got a three page list of clients for you Lola."

"Fuck."

"I guess you are fucking your way through law school back home, paying your tuition out of your cunt and ass."

"Pretty much" I lied, "I have a few regulars that I fuck during the school year but most of my action is during holidays. It always amazes me how much business I do Christmas Day or Easter Sunday."

"Fuck you'd be the only present I want under the tree. You should come join us for Christmas in Gstaad."

"God yes, that would be perfect." Anya moaned as Pieter continued fucking her. "Mother and Father would love to get someone as gifted as you in their bed."

You have a very fucked up family, I thought to myself as I started cumming. When Pieter was done he pulled out of his sister's ass and released his load on her back, slapping her ass hard. He went over to the counter and left the cabin coming back ten minutes later as I was about to drift off to sleep.

Pieter tossed an envelope on my body.

" I credited you for sixty and made it an extra fifteen hundred. Threw in a little bonus for you too. My next party is in three weeks, make sure I have your number and I'll tell you where and when. You should call your driver now so he can fetch you."

"Mmm, come back home with me Lola, we can do more coke and fuck the day away." Anya offered.

All I wanted was sleep so I declined and grabbed my purse shoving the new envelope in it. I didn't notice my robe but figured I'd look after I called. I called the villa and was told Jean Pierre would be there in half an hour or so. I wrote down the number of the villa and went back to the cabin. Pieter was dressed and helping Anya back in to her dress. I gave him my number, he kissed me as did Anya and they left. I looked all over the room and couldn't find my robe anywhere. There was a knock on the door and the deck hand from before was on the other side.

"Sorry but you are going to have to wait for your ride on the street, no one is allowed on the yacht when the owners have left."

"I'm looking for my robe, it was here hours ago but I can't seem to find it." 

"Sorry don't know about that, but you have to leave unless you want to wait for your driver with my cock in you slut."

"I rather wait on the street." I replied icily and left.

I felt like the lowest form of human life waiting on the street totally naked except the jewellery and clamps. The looks I was getting made me feel ashamed of how I had spent the last thirteen hours and I was sure that every person knew that I was nothing more than a high paid hooker. Jean Pierre looked shocked when he drove up and quickly got out of the car to see if I was all right.

"Lea, have you been waiting outside like this since you called?"

"Umm hmmm, someone took my robe and this was all I wore."

"They wouldn't let you wait on the yacht?"

"The hosts left and the deck hand wanted me to fuck him to wait on the boat. I preferred standing here and letting everyone in Monaco see what a slut I really am."

"I told you they were a bad crowd to hook up with, let's get you home so you can rest."

"Oh I loved the party, can't wait to do it again. I'm just tired and worn out. I fucked sixty people Jean Pierre."

"That's not even funny as a joke." He said harshly thinking I was kidding.

When I woke up several hours later I still felt like I was in a fog and figured it had to be the cocaine. While it did feel great for the time it lasted, I didn't like how it felt afterwards. I looked inside the envelope Pieter had given me just before he left and found the $1500 dollars and a small bag of cocaine. I should have got up and flushed it down the toilet, but I hid it away instead, rationalizing I may want to do a few lines now and then for the fuck thrill. I looked at the list of names of potential clients and gave Jackson a call. I'd meet him the next night at his place for dinner and sex. As I wrote down the address it dawned on me that I was officially a prostitute, with a summer ahead of sexual adventures for tons of cash.



My French Revolution Ch. 04



"Lea what on earth do you have on your nipples?" Marisol asked as I was lying by the pool.

"Nipple clamps, they fucking kill but I love the feeling." I took my right one off and gave it to her.

I watched her eyes widen as she saw the sharp pointed teeth and she opened the clamp slowly trying to close it on her thumb. She shrieked and quickly tossed it back at me, watching in fascination as I clamped it back in place moaning and hissing in pleasure and pain.

"You are fucking insane Lea." She replied with her light French accent.

"I have a clit clamp too."

"Holy crap, I thought you were a typical horny young lady, I didn't know you were....."

"A pain slut? Sex addict? Cunt Whore? Prostitute?"

"You shouldn't' call yourself such derogatory names. I was going to say out of your mind."

"Marisol, if I tell you something do you promise not to tell Jean Pierre?"

"What?"

"Saturday night I fucked 60 different people for ten thousand pounds."

"Please tell me you are kidding."

"Nope, I'm going spend the rest of my summer being a very high paid prostitute and I could use some help."

"Lea, are you that desperate for money?"

"No, the money is an amazing bonus, I'm in it for all the sex. I've got an unquenchable thirst for sex and what's better than getting paid massive amounts of money to do something you love? I have a three page list of people who want to pay me to fuck them and I need someone to take the calls and set up my schedule. These are the rates I came up with."

Marisol took the piece of paper of me and started looking at it. The last line read no condoms, cash up front.

"Lea, you fucked 60 people and didn't use condoms?"

"Nope, can't stand the feel of them and I love having my holes cummed in. I've been sexually active for four years and never used a condom." 

"I'll handle your calls if you go see a doctor one a week to make sure you haven't caught anything."

"Deal, I guess we'll need an appointment book. Oh by the way, everyone thinks my name is Lola."

"You'll need business cards, there is a wonderful papier in Nice, they hand calligraphy all the cards."

"I want them to say Mistress Lola, Delectable Slut."

"What am I going to do with you?"

"Book me as often as possible with an hour between fucks. Oh my first client is tonight at 8, I'll be free for a midnight rendezvous"

"You want me to book you in for midnight?"

"Yeah start calling my list asking them when they want me. Call everyone except the crossed off ones."

"You think I wouldn't have figured that out on my own? I want a thousand a week for doing this."

"Done."

Marisol came back an hour later to tell me I had a threesome at midnight. I called Jackson to let him know I had another client and suggested he might not want to waste one of his three hours on dinner. When he told me anytime with me wasn't a waste of time, I found myself asking if we could meet an hour earlier. I wore the little black chiffon skirt again, my nipple clamps and a tight black square neck top that was so tight it was like a second skin. I walked into the restaurant and smiled at Jackson, he handed me an envelope and I glanced in to it, hundred pound notes nicely aligned, I tucked it in my purse. I had just made myself comfortable when he asked me to move my chair back, flip my skirt right up and finger myself until I came. He told me he wanted to whole restaurant to listen to me cum.

I wish I had worn the clit clamp and started pinching my clit, moaning loudly then dipped three fingers in my slick pussy and started fucking myself. I arched my back and lifted my ass to hit my g spot and went to town on myself, my four fingers in my cunt, my thumb poking my clit. It took a little while but I came hard and I'm sure they could hear me across the street.

"Very nice Lola, now on your knees and fuck my dick with that gorgeous mouth of yours while I eat dinner. Take your top off now. Actually, walk to the centre of the room and take your top and skirt off. I want everyone to see what a slut you are."

If he thinks he's degrading me he is in for a big surprise, I thought as I borrowed an empty chair, placed it in the middle of the room, climbed up on it and stripped, playing with my clamps and rubbing my slit for all to see. I stepped down, grabbed my clothes and wiggled my ass all the way back to the table where I turned his chair so everyone could watch me blow him. I kissed his tip and blew on it sending a shiver through his body before licking his length and balls and sucking him right in my mouth. I could deep throat ten inches no problem and handle eleven with minimal gagging. I think my extra performance was too much and Jackson came rather quickly filling my mouth with warm cum, this time I directed his cock and covered my tits in his cum before sitting down in a chair to rub it in to my breasts for anyone who cared to watch which was half the restaurant.

"Dear God , you are unfucking believable Lola."

"I know, I'm a little surprised a classy place like this hasn't called the gendarme on me."

"I own this place. I want you to go to every table and ask them if they'd like to lick your breasts."

"Mmm, I love how you think Jackson."

The first table I went to took me up on the offer but were rather timid taking just a tiny lick. The gentlemen at the second table waved me off but his date took a long lick poking her finger in my asshole while she sucked on my tits for a good five minutes. 

"Merci." I purred when she pulled away and went on to the other tables but no one took me up on my offer so I returned to the girl with the long brown hair. "Care to finish me off?"

"I'd love to will you eat my pussy after?"

"I'd love to but the man responsible for this cum is the one paying me. I can ask him."

"Go."

"Jackson, she will lick the rest of you off me but wants me to eat her in exchange." 

"If she wants to join us as a threesome that's fine but I'm not paying you more."

I walked back to the girl and smiled. What's your name?"

"Corrina."

"I'm Lola and I want you to join us. Have you had a threesome before?"

"Yes."

"Ah, but not with me and I'm the best there is. I usually charge $3500 for my services but I'll cut you a deal, the best sex you'll ever have for the price of licking my cum covered breasts clean."

"Sorry Charles, that is an offer I just can't refuse." She said to her dinning companion and stood up attacking my breasts with her lips and licking me clean.

I brought her back over to the table, giving her my seat and sitting on Jackson's lap. "Jackson meet Corrina who is eager to join us."

"Take your dress off Corrina." Jackson said with a grin.

"Here?"

"Yes, I'm paying Lola to fulfil my fantasies and I want her to fuck you on the table."

"Sorry, I changed my mind I never have sex in public let alone for an audience."

I reached my hand out and started fondling her breasts, pinching her nipples through her dress. I stood up and pulled her up pressing her body into me, my hard nipples pressing in to her collar bone thanks to my heels. I massaged her ass, licking her neck and sucking gently on it. I slid my hand up from her ass and pulled on the zipper, the strapless blue dress falling in a pool at her feet. I dropped my head down to her pretty 36 C breasts and started sucking on her nipple turning her as I did and lowering her on the table. She was putty in my hands, as I switched to her other breast and pulled her French cut panties down, exposing her nakedness to all.

I leant down and whispered in her ear, "You are going to get the fuck of your life in public, never say never." 

I kissed her hard. our tongues entwined in a slow erotic kiss, I could see Jackson stroking himself out of the corner of my eye. I licked her neck and feasted on her breasts, teasing her stiff nipples when inspiration hit.

"Darling, have you ever worn nipple clamps?" I purred.

"No." she moaned.

"What was that? Have you ever used nipple clamps?"

"No, never." She panted.

"Mmmm, never say never." I moaned as I took my right clamp off and attached it to her left nipple.

She screamed in pain and I attached the other one which only made her scream harder and start thrashing on the table. I slid down her body and starting licking her clit to give her reason to enjoy the searing pain I'd forced her into. I felt Jackson's hot breath on my neck.

"Fuck Lola, that's the most erotic thing I've ever seen. You've turned her into your slave against her will."

"I know, and she'll be paying me to dominate her next time."

I returned to her oozing cunt and continued fucking her with my tongue, rolling and pinching her clit with my fingers. Jackson gave my ass a hard slap and plunged inside of me, fucking me with intense desire, his balls slapping against my hole as he picked up his pace. I urged him on, pulling up, my chin covered in Corrina's cum and begged him to rape my ass. I kissed Corrina, letting her taste her own cum knowing that Jackson would want me at least one a week and that Corrina would turn tricks herself if she had to, so she could afford me weekly too. I felt Jackson spasm inside me, he was buried as deep in my ass as he could be and after a few more strokes he filled my succulent ass with his cum. I pulled away from Corrina and turned to kiss Jackson.

"You are so good Jackson, I love how you fuck my ass. I'm going to make Corrina lick your cum out of my ass. Lift me up so my ass is over her mouth."

"Oh Fuck Lola, you are such a dirty slut."

"I know, why don't you fuck her pussy while she eats my ass."

"I love how your filthy mind works Lola."

"Corrina, you are going to lick every drop of cum out of my ass."

"No, I can't, that's disgusting!"

"You'll do it and love it or Jackson won't be the only man who will be fucking you tonight."

"Lola please...."

"Do it my little fucktoy or you'll never see me again."

"Oh God no, never say never." Corrina moaned and thrust her tongue in my ass.

"That's a good little slave, don't miss a drop. Fuck her pussy so hard that she won't be able to walk straight Jackson."

When Jackson was finished with Corrina he put me on the table, my ass high in the air and gave me a series of hard slaps. I'd never liked being hit but I could feel myself getting wetter and knew I really was a pain slut. Never say never, I thought and chuckled to myself. I rode Jackson, my pussy swallowing him up as Corrina feasted on my breasts and before I knew it, time had gotten away from me. I happened to look at my watch and screamed when it read 11:35.

"Jackson, I'm going to be late for my next clients. I've got another threesome awaiting me tonight."

"Are you free Thursday?"

"I don't know you'll have to call Marisol and ask her. Here."

I handed him one of my new cards and slipped one between Corrina's breasts taking my clamps off her.

Mistress Lola Delectable Slut 377) 98 06 30 00

I grabbed my clothes and purse and ran out to the street naked, where as luck would have it a cab was waiting across the street. I told him where I needed to be and to step on it. I put my clamps back on my nipples and moaned in pleasure and slipped my top on. When the cab came to a stop I paid the driver with a hundred pound note and asked him to pick me up at 3:05 am sharp to take me back. I put my skirt back on, put some lipstick on my lips and ran my finger over my pussy to make it glisten with my juices. I knocked on the door and smiled when I saw the three ladies who had kissed ever inch of my body on the yacht standing there naked. I walked in the room and they each presented me with pound notes that I quickly counted. 

"Where do you want me ladies I asked?"

What I didn't know was that before the girls had time to stripped me Corrina was on the phone with Marisol asking for my next available slot. When Marisol told her it couldn't be until Saturday evening she bought the entire night with me and made several booking for every other day at 5 p.m.. The girls were fun but too tame for my liking. They were a good six years older than me but acted like silly school girls and the time seemed to pass so slowly. Only one of them actually gave me an orgasm, the rest I had to fake but I certainly had them cumming hard and fast. At 2:59 am I stood up slipped on my skirt, grabbed my purse and top and walked out the door. I told the driver where I was staying and played with myself in the back seat until I had a good hard orgasm.

The driver pulled up in front of the villa and got out of the car, to open the door and get a longer look at me.

"Lady you almost made me run off the road trying to watch you."

"Like what you saw?"

"Yes, you are so sexy. Tell you what, here is my car, next time you need a drive call me. I'll take you anywhere you want for free if you do that again for me."

I took the card and smiled, "I'll think about it."

I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of juice. I looked at the appointment book Marisol had left on the table and couldn't believe how many bookings I had. I noticed Corrina bought me for the night then had booked me from 5-7 p.m. every other day well into August. I smiled when I saw Pieter's name the next day and he'd booked me for the next party, the first Saturday in August. He was my first booking at 8 p.m. the next day for a threesome and I was sure Anya would be the other party. I was booked in at eleven for two hours and then at 3 am for a 3 hour orgy. Pieter wanted me on the yacht, the second booking was a condo in Monte Carlo and the orgy was in a villa five miles from home. I headed off to bed and followed my normal daytime routine of drinking and laying by the pool. Marisol came out to tell me that a friend of Jackson's was on the phone wanting me for a three day trip to Paris but didn't want to pay the rate. He insisted on speaking to me directly. I got on the phone and hung up ten minutes later agreeing to go on the trip for no cash but to have all my shopping paid for in Paris. All I had seen of Paris was the airport and the idea of seeing the sites while Joseph was in meetings appealed to me.

I put my nipple and clit clamps on under my new unbuttoned Chanel jacket and a short grey skirt with strappy grey heels. I had tucked the information about Joseph in my purse as I wanted to ask Pieter if he knew him. Jean Pierre would drive me to the yacht and my cab driver would shuttle me between clients and home. I'd spend my hour break between Pieter masturbating for the cab driver before he took me to my eleven o'clock appointment.

I found Pieter and Anya naked in the cabin, a mirror of coke lines between them and a bottle of chilled champagne in an ice bucket.

"Mmm Lola, I like the look, classy slut." Pieter said in lieu of a greeting.

"Very nice Lola, but I want you naked." Anya added.

I did a slow striptease for her tossing my clothes on the chair and dancing for her. I sat down on the bed facing the siblings my legs open wide, the mirror of coke between my legs, my hands behind my back, thrusting my breasts up high in the air. Pieter pulled on my clit clamp and I moaned loudly while Anya reached over and tugged on my nipple clamps licking my breasts. I watched as Pieter dropped his head and snorted a few lines of the coke and thrust his tongue in my very wet pussy. Anya pulled on my arms lowering me to my back and straddled my upper body, her pussy above my lips. I thrust in to her copying what Pieter was doing to me move for move and my face was soon full of her dripping cum. I thrust one finger in her asshole and two fingers in her pussy and brought my fingers to meet against her wall. Anya was bucking so hard thanks to my ministrations that I had to concentrate hard to keep my fingers in her. Suddenly, it was as if her damn broke and cum came pouring out of her drenching my face, running down my tits and stomach down to my own pussy where Pieter was now eating his sisters and my sweet juices. Anya couldn't take my sensual torture anymore and got off me flopping down on the bed moaning sweat covering her body.

"Fuck Lola, I've never cum like that before, what the hell did you do to me?"

"Give you the best orgasm of you life." I replied.

"I know that, but your fingers, where did you learn to do that?"

"I have a gift for giving sexual pleasure and I'm highly creative."

"She saw it in a porno I bet." Pieter replied.

I slapped the top of his head. "I'll have you know I've seen maybe ten minutes of porno in my life! Why watch when you can be having instead."

"Do some coke Lola, I want to fuck you." 

I snorted two lines, took a drink and then climbed on Pieter fucking him hard as I enjoyed the Euphoria and heightened nerve sensations the coke gave me. I knew I'd have to be careful or I'd become addicted to coke and decided I'd only do it with Pieter and Anya. I felt Anya's hand slid against my mound and she started pulling on the clit clamp while I fucked her brother. When I felt myself getting close I yanked on the nipple clamps and started a torrent of cum squirting and falling out of my hot pussy that Anya was only too happy to lap up as my juices covered her face. Pieter exploded inside me and pulled out coating my upper body in his cum.

"Such a dirty little whore Lola."

I smiled wickedly and rubbed the cum into my body. "It keeps my skin so soft. Besides you obviously like dirty little whores and I'm the best one of them all."

"You are the best Lola." "I know, which reminds me have you ever heard of a Joseph DuMont?"

"Oh wow Lola, is he a client?" Anya asked after finishing a line of coke.

"Yes and no, he wants me for three days but refuses to pay my fee. He said I can do all the shopping I want instead."

"Yes, he refuses to pay for sex. So he ends up paying ten times the amount on clothes and jewels. Don't forget you'll need luggage for all you purchases, I suggest Vuitton,"

"Anya spent a month in London and Milan with him." 

"He's got a nice thick cock Lola and a thing for lingerie. First thing he'll do is bring you to an expensive shop and have you try on barely there bras, garters and stockings. He'll love the fast that you never wear panties and you'll look so fucking hot strutting around the store with a sheer little bra, garters and stockings, your heels and a bare pussy. Mmmm when are you going? I wouldn't mind being in that store for the view."

"Next Wednesday through Saturday morning."

"I think I'll book myself a room at the Ritz, that's where he always stays. I'll keep you company while he's doing business, keep you wet and horny too."

"Mmm sounds good but I intend on doing a lot of shopping."

"What you've never screwed around in a dressing room?"

"Not at Chanel, Yves St. Laurent or Prada."

"Prada's rooms are the best for sex."

"Cunt whore, give your brother your ass. I want to watch you and get off."

"Thought you didn't watch porn?" Pieter asked as he licked his sister's ass."

"This isn't porn it's incest." I laughed and started playing with my clamps as Anya mouthed thank you to me. 

My eleven o'clock was rather average looking but he had a magnificent thick ten inch cock that felt so incredibly good ramming into my tight ass and spearing my pussy. He had little use for blow jobs and spent his two hours thoroughly fucking me to my great delight. My orgy wasn't quite as I expected. I was attached to a metal stand my hands in the air, my legs opened wide and clumsily fucked by six drunk young lads who pretty much passed out after fucking me. The last one fell a mere two hours in and with some effort I freed myself and left early. I was happy to crawl into bed and get some sleep. 

The next afternoon when I finally got out of bed, I headed to the kitchen with two thousand pounds. I looked at the day planner again and found even fewer available spaces, a few mornings were booked and my afternoons were booked almost solid. For several days the hour between clients was about the only down time I'd get. Marisol came into the kitchen and wrote down another name for am.




My French Revolution Ch. 04



"Marisol, here is your set up fee and this weeks pay but as of now, I don't do mornings anymore, nothing before five. I don't mind fucking until six in the morning but I need some time to sleep and do nothing."

"Fine but you told me to take all requests so I did. When you come back from Paris you'll have 4 days of non stop sex."

"Mmm do me a favour and reschedule everyone on the fifth day, I'll need it to recover."

I grabbed a plate of cheese and fruit and a bottle of champagne and went out by the pool wondering for the briefest of moments if I was in over my head before I dismissed the thought and went for a swim.



My French Revolution Ch. 05



As soon as I pulled up to Corrina's villa overlooking Monaco I knew she wouldn't need to prostitute herself out to afford me. I'd slid on a pair of six inch red heels, a ruby and diamond necklace and nothing else. Earlier in the day, I had gone to the small but well stocked sex shop Anya told me about and bought myself several sets of clamps and some other sex toys. I had bought a set of clamps to give to Corrina and a pair with red beads to match my necklace. I had to lick my lips when Corrina opened the door naked wearing a pair of nipple clamps.

"Lola, I love that outfit on you." She purred.

"I love yours too, guess you don't need the clamps I bought you."

"Oh you can take these off and put yours on."

"I thought you'd enjoy putting mine on me tonight."

"Mmm yes, I'd love to have you squirm under me for a change. I haven't had dinner yet so if you'll kindly climb up on the table and open wide I'll start plating my dinner.

I did as requested opening my legs wide the heels jutting my knees high in the air until Corrina pulled them down flat. A warm lobster tail was placed in my pussy, scallops covering my breasts and asparagus lined up neatly along my stomach. Corrina filled my mouth with hot melted butter and told me to keep it open. She grabbed a scallop from my breasts with her teeth and dipped it in my mouth for butter before eating it. She continued eating until all that remained was the asparagus and the lobster. She dipped an asparagus in my mouth and used it as a paint brush covering my breasts with butter then took a part of the lobster meat and soaked it in my mouth before holding it over my mound letting the warm butter drip on to my clit making me moan. The last piece of lobster was soaked in butter then she rubbed it all over my slit sliding it in me before pulling it out and eating it. She tilted my head kissing me and we both swallowed the butter. Her head dipped to my breasts and she licked every trail of butter off my skin licking my clit and fucking my pussy with her tongue until I gave her my sweet cum as her dessert wine. Another plate of seafood was brought out and placed beside her. Corrina dipped a scallop in butter then put it between her teeth, feeding it to me. When she picked up an asparagus spear I gave her a wicked grin and asked her to show me her ass. I dipped the end in butter and pushed it in her hole making her moan.

"Feel good baby?" I asked as I shoved another spear in her asshole.

When I had all seven of them in her ass I poured the butter on her asshole and started licking, then moving the spears around with my mouth before yanking them out one by one and eating them. I dipped my tongue in the butter and shoved it in her tight hole making her squirm as I thrust three fingers in her wet pussy and started finger fucking her until she started to cum and I slurped it all up.

"Mmm Corrina, since you've booked me at five I think we should have high tea. Think about shoving a scone in my pussy covering it with clotted cream and preserves and eating it."

"I rather just cover you pussy with the clotted cream and preserves and eat your pussy. Lola, I've never been with a girl before, but there was just something about seeing those breasts covered in cum that made me want to devour you."

"You are a very good little sex slave Corrina, a definite submissive. How many people are in the villa right now?"

"Five."

"Good call them all out to watch. I want them to see their boss screaming and thrashing cumming in tidal waves."

"Lola, I can't, I am the boss if they....."

"Now Corrina or I'm leaving and I won't be back."

Corrina got off the table and rang a bell five times and two maids, a cook, a butler and another gentlemen entered the room.

"Until you are dismissed by me you are to watch what a dirty little sex starved slut your boss is. She's paying me to do this to her." 

Corrina dropped her head and I pulled on her hair bringing her over to each employee making her show her body off, opening her pussy for each of them. I had them all sit on the floral couch in the living room and put her on her back on the coffee table. I took her nipple clamps off and sucked on her nipples until she was moaning my name. I had one of the maids bring over the Chanel bag to me and pulled out the clamp set I had bought for her. I took the clit clamp out and went down on her licking and sucking on her until she was trembling and then I withdrew and quickly let the teeth of the clip clamp close on her clit. Corrina screamed in intense pain and begged me to take it off which only made me pull on it. I smiled and attached the nipple clamps kissing her as she screamed in my mouth writhing in pain. I had her get on all fours and pulled the large metal string of beads out and popped the first one in her ass, using the drill stick to push the rest in her anus. I made her get up and show her body to her employees as I laid down on the table and handed her my new clamps.

I noticed the clit clamp was really driving her insane as she couldn't' find a position to stand still in. She went straight for my clit clamping the four red beads on while I moaned and hissed as the teeth gripped into my sensitive flesh and felt an orgasm build inside me. She pulled my right nipple up and clamped it and I realized that I was getting use to the sensation in my nipples. My moan of pleasure must have annoyed her because she clamped the left nipple hard and pushed in on it which made me shriek a little bit as I felt my body explode into an intense orgasm. I didn't have to tell her to eat me up as her tongue was already greedily scooping up my cum. When Corrina was finished, I got her on all fours on the table and slapped her ass hard a few times pressing my finger in her ass pushing on one of the large anal beads. I pulled out a large blue vibrator and started thrusting it hard into her pussy while I slowly started pulling on the ring of the beads popping one out. I noticed one of the maids playing with her erect nipples, called her over and gave her the vibrator while I made circles around her asshole with my tongue and yanked another bead out. Corrina was screaming and moaning as pleasure filled her body and I tugged hard on her clit clamp which made her explode squirting the vibrator out of her pussy and catching me in the face.

"You dirty little cum slut, clean my face off!" I ordered yanking another bead out.

Corrina licked my face clean begging me to fuck her with my tongue. I ignored her and pulled on her nipple clamps. 

"Maria will you please tell Mistress Lola how desperately I need her hot tongue in my pussy." She asked the maid. 

"Maria how about I eat your pussy and we make Corrina watch."

Maria stood up and reached behind her back dropping her uniform to the floor exposing her wonderful naked body. Her large 34DD's and inch high hard nipples seemed too large for her tiny waist and hips but the glistening cum in her pussy made me lick my lips and change my mind.

"Corrina eat Maria out, make sure she cums hard." 

"Mmm will you eat me Lola, please I have to have you."

"Maybe later I'm going to watch, now get to it my little cum slut."

Still on all fours Corrina began thrusting her tongue in her maids pussy moving it from clit to asshole and back several times before thrusting straight in to her, fingering her clit as I gave her ass a few hard slaps and pulled another bead out and pushed it back in. I pulled two beads out and pushed them back in slowly and continued until the maid screamed, covering her bosses face in cum. 

"Mmm Maria, you should make her do that for you daily. I'm done with all of you, you are dismissed. Sir I would like another bottle of champagne though."

"Yes Miss."

He came back with the champagne and I popped it pouring it slowly over Corrina's breasts and lapping it up as it rolled over her clit. Corrina was writhing in pleasure and I had to warn her that if she didn't stay still my tongue wouldn't be anywhere near her pussy for the next five sessions. When the bottle of champagne was empty I brought it to her pussy and rubbed the opening up and down her slit rubbing her clit and teasing her until she begged me to replace the cold bottle with my warm tongue.

"Corrina you have me all night. I've only started having fun with you."

I got her on all fours again and tugged hard pulling all the anal beads out as she screamed. I thrust one finger in her ass and two fingers in her pussy and worked her like I had Anya making my fingers meet at her wall. Like Anya, it drove her absolutely crazy and she begged me to stop which only made me move faster until an ear piercing scream announced a torrent of cum that came shooting out of her body, covering the table. 

"Holy fuck Corrina, scoop it all up and cover your body with your cum."

Corrina seemed to enjoy this request and turned slowly to show me her cum covered body before I started licking it off her starting at her breasts.

"You like being covered in cum don't you?"

"It makes me feel so dirty, so naughty, so depraved."

"Make no mistakes doll, you are a dirty little cum slut."

"I'm your cum slut Lola."

"I know slave, you love having me lick your nasty cum off your body."

"Oh I do, I love it."

Once I had licked her clean, I had her lead the way to the pool and dove in having her sit with her legs wide open at the edge of the pool. I pulled her legs over my wet shoulders and attacked her clit with a vengeance pulling the clamp off and letting my tongue have it's way with her clit until her pussy started dripping once more and then I plunged my tongue in and brought her to multiple orgasms as I gave her what she wanted most in the world my tongue fucking her pussy. Listening to her scream and moan my name made me feel very powerful knowing I controlled her sexual gratification. Before she could have her sixth orgasm, I withdrew my tongue and pulled her in the pool. She wrapped her legs around my waist and sucked on my breasts pulling my clamps off to feast on my nipples.

"I want you to scream my name Lola while I lick you into intense pleasure."

"Won't happen Corrina, you are my submissive slave, I'll never utter your name in pleasure."

"We will see about that." She replied and led me over to the lounge chair her face between my legs as she started tonguing me, adding fingers into my wet pussy and fucking me hard. Corrina had a magnificent tongue and she made me cum hard several times but all I'd say was Oh fuck or Oh yes, refusing to call her name out even when she disappeared and came back fucking me hard in both holes with the vibrators. 

We were still outside, my tongue deep in her pussy as the sun rose and Corrina's screams split the silence. She offered me breakfast but I was ready to sleep so I called Jean Pierre and waited for him to arrive, cleaning my new sex toys up and reminding Corrina she'd only have me for two hours on Monday. She pouted about me having to cancel Wednesday and Friday but I told her it was unavoidable. 

Sunday found me having two threesomes, the first with a couple and the second with two best friends who did an amazing job of fucking the daylights out of me, alternating between my pussy and ass without a break for the three hours. I was sore and my nipples were bleeding from the new, nastier nipple clamps but I'd had multiple orgasms and been covered with cum which almost made me feel guilty about all the money in my purse. My boys had insisted I left them still covered in cum and I walked through the condo down to the cab creating quite the sight for the people I ran in to. My driver handed me a bottle of water and I cleaned myself for his amusement before sitting down in his cab. I couldn't blame him I wouldn't want a cum covered body messing up my leather seats. 

I showed up naked for Corrina on Monday and spent the entire two hours in her pussy to make up for cancelling her sessions to be with Joseph in Paris. She confessed that she was fucking Maria daily and that her maid was very fond of eating her ass out. I suggested she teach Maria how to eat her pussy to her liking, confident that Corrina would still want my tongue just as much. That night, I'd been booked for a bachelor party and found myself fucking and sucking off ten horny Italian men, all with large cocks and they all knew how to use them. Much to my delight, I found myself in a near continuous triple penetration for five hours and then went home with the best man and spend another three hours just fucking him. It hadn't been scheduled but when he offered five thousand pounds for three hours with me I said let's go. My ass and pussy were sore on the drive home but I comforted myself by counting all the money I had made that day. 

Anya had suggested bringing no clothes with me to Paris but I had a feeling Joseph would love my slutty school girl look. I had brought my actual school uniform with me but my short blue and white tartan skirt was far too large for me now and had to be fixed. I checked the scale, I was now down to 109 pounds, having dropped 21 pounds so far on my cum and champagne diet. My thinner waist really made my breasts stand out and they looked even larger. My skirt was fixed just before I was ready to leave for the Nice airport and I tucked it in a small carry on bag with two pairs of shoes. I wore my Chanel jacket unbuttoned with the black chiffon skirt and heels. I met Joseph at the departures level and he took me to his private plane. He told me that I looked wonderful but he liked large breasts in revealing bras and I was to wear what he'd buy me for the duration of the trip. He said we'd check in at the Ritz Hotel and then go lingerie shopping. I asked him where so I could let Anya know. I already knew she was waiting for me in room 809. As the plane touched down in Paris, I knew I was in for an erotic adventure.



My French Revolution Ch. 06



I spent most of the short flight from Nice to Paris topless with Joseph's cock in my mouth while he played with my breasts and told me he couldn't wait to bend me over a foot stool and fuck my ass until I passed out. As the plane pulled up to the terminal he put my jacket back on and fastened both buttons.

"Lola, you dress like a slut, a classy slut but a slut never the less. I want a sophisticated, sexy companion not a hired slut on my arm. I want every man to fantasize about what you are not showing not drool over everything you show. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes."

"You can walk around naked for all I care, but not when I'm with you or you are meeting me."

"I understand Joseph, I'll give you what ever you desire since you are paying me." I replied knowing it would annoy him.

"Lola, stop being your normal whorish self! The entire Riviera is talking about the new super slut selling herself in Monaco. I refuse to have any of my associates even wonder if you are that dirty whore."

"Sorry, Joseph."

"Don't let it happen again Lola. I like you but I won't think twice about beating you senseless if you cross or embarrass me during this trip."

(That just cost you no restraint on my shopping trip.) "Yes Joseph or should I call you Monsieur DuMont?"

"Master will do, slut." He replied with a sneer.

While Joseph checked in, I noticed he pocketed two keys and then he headed over to the concierge. I told him I wanted to ask a question and I'd join him in a minute. I asked the first tourist question I could think of and for a key to the room. I explained that he often forgot to give me a key and would get mad when I didn't have it when he wanted it. I tucked the key into my bag and joined him. When we got off the elevator I slipped the key into a floral display and as soon as Joseph went into the bathroom I called Anya's room, told her where we were going, our room number and that I hid a key for her to collect immediately. 

An hour later, Joseph escorted me into an exclusive lingerie store and I noticed Anya looking around at various items. Joseph selected a number of bra's and suspenders for me and I went to the dressing curtain to put the first one on. It was a flirty black demi bra that barely held my ample breasts in with matching black lace suspenders and black hosiery. I strutted out into the shop showing off my bare pussy for Joseph and the other clients . I walked slow by Anya and stopped in front of her pretending to look at something. Anya licked her lips and headed to the dressing room beside me. I slipped into the sheer red set and the curtain beside me opened. Anya stepped in and dropped to her knees her tongue sliding into my bare pussy. I grabbed her hair thrusting her head into my cunt and bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from moaning. Anya tongue fucked me with wild abandonment making me cum quickly and hard. She cleaned me up then I sauntered out to show Joseph the red set.

"You smell like sex Lola."

(Something told me I better tell the truth) "The lady in the dressing room beside me walked in and tongued me. I didn't invite her, but it felt so good I couldn't stop her."

"Well you kept quite so you didn't embarrass me. As long as you are quite she can do with you as she pleases. I've got business to attend to. Bring everything I picked out to the cashier who will bill me. I want you back in the hotel in the first black set and what you are wearing at five."

"Yes Master, can I go shopping?"

"If you brought money. You aren't getting a card until you satisfy me tonight, slut."

"Yes Master." 

I went back into the dressing room and found Anya sitting on the stool her legs open wide. I smiled sexily at her as I took off all the lingerie and slid back into my skirt, leaving the jacket unbuttoned.

"I have to be back at the hotel by 4:30. Take me to Prada, Anya and I'll fuck you good."

As soon as we got in the taxi, Anya pulled my jacket back and started sucking on my breasts to the driver's delight. She pulled out a vial from her purse and sprinkled cocaine onto both breast and straddled me to sniff it all up. I declined as I started to worry I'd get hooked. Before I knew it, we were in the dressing room at Prada with four dresses and 69ing each other on the plush bench. Anya was thrusting her tongue into me at warp speed thanks to the coke high she was on and I couldn't remain silent as a torrent of cum gushed out of my pussy dribbling on Anya's breasts.

"Baby, you are such a little cum machine." Anya moaned.

"I know, I'm a fucking cum fountain." I replied my lips and chin covered in her sweet cum.

I licked her pussy and tits clean and stood up looking at the dresses Anya picked out. I tried the first one on and it was a struggle to get my breasts inside it. The top was structured, pushing both tits together to form wicked cleavage and the deep plunging V exposed most of my breasts barely covering my nipples.

"Fuck! I'm buying you that dress, I'm cumming just looking at you in it."

"I can buy it tomorrow."

"No, I want to walk out of here with you in it."

Anya stood up and took the tag off. She told me to wander around the store and I picked out other clothes, shoes and purses I liked. Anya had a pile almost as large as mine at the counter.

"Please put all these together, we'll be back to buy them in the morning. For now I'll just take the dress. Doesn't she just have the sexiest tits ever?"

"Yes, she does. Will that be cash or charge?" The sales girl asked. 

"Baby, where are my clothes?" I asked giving Anya a long erotic kiss.

"They are right here, you can put them in a Prada shopping bag." she told the girl. 

Anya paraded my breasts and I up the street to show me off and into a cafe where she put me in the seat that would attract the most attention. She ordered us both a glass of wine and we sat there sipping wine. Anya leaned over to kiss me every so often, watching the reaction as people stared at my tits telling me how many people wished they were her at the moment. I looked at my watch and convinced Anya we had to head back to the hotel. Anya stopped by the concierge desk and asked to have her room switched to the floor I was on. Five minutes later, she had the room across the hall from Joseph and I. She opened my door for me, kissing me hard and placed a quarter vial of coke in my hand. 

"Trust me doll, do it all before Joseph fucks you tonight. See you latter."

I took my clothes out of the Prada bag and went through all three bags of lingerie to find the black set. I took a fast shower and had just got the bra, suspenders and black hosiery on when Joseph walked through the door, twenty minutes early.

"Do any shopping?"

"I bought a dress at Prada but you wouldn't approve."

"Why?"

"It is all cleavage and barely covers my nipples."

"Such a little slut Lola. Mmm bend that slutty ass over the bed, I can't wait to fuck it."

I bent over and Joseph plunged right into me, fucking me as hard and fast as he could. His hands went from my hips to grab my lace covered tits and he kneaded them roughly as he fucked me just the way I loved it. I screamed his name and let him know how much I was enjoying it, surprising myself by cumming before he did. He continued pounding into me until I felt his load shooting up my anus making me cum again as he continued stabbing me for a few more minutes. Joseph slapped my ass hard and told me I had five minutes to clean up and get dressed. When I was ready I left a hard kiss on his lips.

"Thank you Master for fucking me so thoroughly."

"You'll get more when we get back slut."

"Mmm, I can't wait."

My jaw almost hit the floor when Marc, Mr. cum all over me and leave me in the hotel hallway stood beside Joseph. 

"Joseph, sorry I'm late but I got a last minute call."

"That's fine, I have excellent company. Marc I'd like you to meet....." 

"Well, well, if it isn't the little whore. Lola right? This bitch loves it in the ass Joseph."

Joseph gave me a disgusted look and I felt like killing Marc. I thought for a change before opening my mouth.

"Yes I've unfortunately met Marc. He picked me up on one of my first nights in town, fucked me in the hall of the hotel, covered me in cum and then refused to let me in his room. Thankfully, I met a much better class of gentlemen when I was introduced to you Joseph. Marc you should ask Joseph for lessons on how to treat a lady properly." 

The large grin on Joseph's face told me I had handled Marc well and I breathed a sign of relief. Joseph seemed to move the meeting along and he was finished before I could finish eating dinner. Joseph stopped my fork in mid air and told me we were leaving. He didn't say anything to me until we were back in the car.

"So Marc was a client?"

"No, I met him at the casino, we flirted and he told me he had a room . He started undressing me in the elevator and rammed me against the wall. I sunk to the ground when he let me go and he cummed all over me and told me he didn't let filthy sluts in his room. The couple next door had stolen my dress and purse and I had to fuck them both to get my belongings back."

"Oh, so Marc doesn't know what you do for a living?"

"No."

"That's a relief."

"Joseph what's so bad about my profession anyway?"

"Lola, it's not exactly an honourable profession."

"I'm getting paid a lot of money to do something I enjoy doing. It's not saving lives, but I'm not selling drugs either."

"Still, at a party for example, no respectable business man would want to hear you answer the what do you do for a living question. I'm a very high paid whore, just doesn't cut it."

"This high paid whore is good enough for you to take out to a business dinner though."

"Lola, enough. We are not speaking of this again!"

"Fine." I sighed.

When we got back to the room, Joseph sat down in the arm chair across from the bed and ordered me to strip for him. I turned on the radio and smiled when on the third station I tried I heard one of my favourite strip songs, Bon Jovi's "Lay your Hands on Me". I laid my hands all over my body to the beat and removed the jacket, cupping my breasts and playing with my nipples while my hips undulated to the music. I pinched the front clasp on the bra and let it fall to the floor working my way over to Joseph, leaning over presenting my breasts to him. After a few licks, I removed the garter belt and tossed it at him, reaching back to undo the hooks on the suspenders and sliding each stocking off my legs. I was naked and danced for him in the stilettos, running my hands all over my body concentrating on my nipples and clit. I'd worked myself in to a frenzy and I knew Joseph was enjoying watching my cum trickle down my legs as I continued to work my pussy, four fingers inside, my other hand pinching my left nipple. My finger nail was digging into my clit and I felt a powerful orgasm hit me, my cum squirting out and hitting Joseph in the face.

He was out of the chair in a second. "You filthy little slut." he roared and slapped me in the face hard. He flung me down on the bed and started raping my ass, fucking me as if he wanted to kill me, his hands clutching my hips in a painful vice as he treated me like I was a rag doll. His hand came down hitting my pussy hard then smashing into my ass. He kept up this brutal slapping until he filled my ass with cum. He withdrew and tossed me on to my back, slapping both breasts with a force that made my teeth rattle. He plunged inside my pussy, holding me around the neck tight enough to hurt but not kill me as he fucked me into oblivion. 

I woke up a few hours later to feel teeth on my nipples. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Anya naked above me. I reached out running my hand down her back and she looked up at me. She got off me and pulled me to my feet, leading me out of the darkness into the hall. I heard her gasp when the full light of the hall revealed the red hand print across my face, the nasty marks on my ass, thighs, stomach and breasts.

"What the fuck did he do to you?"

"He made me strip for him, I was masturbating for him and I ended up squirting him in the face. He lost it and raped me, while he hit me." 

"The sick bastard, you are going to shop him into debt tomorrow and then you are staying with me. Do you want to call the police?"

"I'm here to be fucked, what can the police do?" I sighed.

"I can't believe he did that to you. He likes rough sex but he never hit me anywhere other than the ass."

"I really don't think he likes me, just my body. I make him mad."

"Go take a hot shower love and then I'll give that sweet pussy some care. I've got coke all ready for you, do some it will dull the pain."

I did four lines of coke, took a quick shower and dried myself off. I walked over to the bed naked where Anya was lying playing with an ice cube on her tits. She had me lay down and put a cold cloth with ice inside it on my face. She trailed the rest of the ice over my body, paying attention to the red marks on my breasts and stomach. 

"I'll make you feel all better baby." Anya whispered and began sucking on my clit.

Her fingers played lightly in me as she suckled on my clit, driving me crazy with lust. I'd never call Corrina's name out in passion but I had no problem begging Anya to fuck me. Her fingers began to move in earnest and two fingers entered my ass as she sucked harder on my clit. She had me trashing on the bed begging her to bite my clit and go faster. Anya enjoyed having the complete control over me, that I usually held and used it to her advantage, driving me to the brink over and over again only to back away.

I was screaming at the top of my lungs, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD"

Anya chuckled and removed her fingers, sliding her tongue into my dripping pussy and fucked me with her tongue until she felt my walls squeeze her tongue and she pulled out once more. She licked my slit and bit down hard into my clit and I exploded. She couldn't lap up the tidal wave of cum fast enough and it was running everywhere showing no signs of ending. She pinched my clit hard and sat up as I squirted my thick cum all over her breasts before she brought her mouth back to the fountain to drink. I couldn't believe I was still cumming and played roughly with my nipples to see how long I could keep it up. I felt like I'd cum my entire weight and Anya was wearing most of it, scooping it off the sheets and covering herself with it. I was laying in a pool of my own cum and wished I could take a picture of how Anya looked, covered in my cum, pure lust in her eyes.

"Fuck Lola, that is the most cum I've ever seen in my life. We thought you'd never stop that night we taped you but fuck, this was double." 

"I must have created a load every time you left me at the brink, you look so fucking sexy, I wish I had a camera."

"I have one, if you let me capture you, I'll let you capture me."

"Deal."

We spent the next hour taking the raunchiest pictures we could of each other including a set of me cumming once more. The hotel room reeked of sex and I had the feeling they'd have to burn the bed when Anya checked out. The coke hadn't worn off yet and I found myself 69 ing Anya on the carpet until we both drifted off to sleep. 

Anya decided to wake me up by sucking on my clit and I woke up and came within minutes.

"It's 6:30 hon, you better get back to the rapist before he wakes up."

I kissed her softly and got up walking across the hall ignoring the shocked look from a little old lady on her way out for a walk. I opened the door quietly and leaned face down over the table knowing Joseph would want my ass first. I remembered the coke and went into the bathroom to snort it. I had just made it back in position on the table when he woke up.

"Fucking slut."

He picked up the bible in the room and smacked me as hard as he could on the ass a few times before savagely plunging right in to me, fucking me so hard my tits kept slamming into the table each time.

"Don't you dare cum until I order you to stupid slut.'" he roared.

That wasn't going to be a problem as all I felt was pain and no pleasure what so ever. My tits and ribs were killing me, he was crushing my pelvis into the table each time now too and I made up my mind to leave that night with Anya after all. I knew he was hurting me on purpose. He pulled out of me and tossed me roughly down to the floor blowing his load all over me. He looked at me like I was vermin and threw a credit card on my cum covered body.

"You repulse me whore. Clean your filthy self up slut! I want you out of here in half an hour. You think I didn't know you went over to fuck your stupid cunt of a girlfriend? Selfish bitch." he kicked me square in the right breast and spat on my face. 

"Fucking little cunt, Marc had you pegged right away, I should throw your ass in the hall. Let your fucking bitch pay to get you home. That card will be deactivated at one."

He slammed the bathroom door shut and I grabbed all my bags, shoving them in the hall. I heard the shower running and angled a chair underneath the doorknob until I was done. I knocked on Anya's door and told her to get everything inside then went back to collect everything else. All my stuff was out of the room so I opened the door to the bathroom, snatching my makeup bag and left slamming the door behind me.

"Baby, you OK?" Anya asked me.

"No, I hurt all over, he took delight in slamming me into the table over and over again. I think I broke a rib or two but I have to go spend money, he said the card will be cut off at one."

"Baby, never mind I'll buy you want ever you want, just rest."

"NO! I'm spending every penny of that pricks I can. If you want to help, go get me a strong painkiller." 

"Get in the bath and run cold water, I'm going to get some ice to add to it. You don't want to swell up."

Goose bumps seemed to cover my body from all the ice Anya added but after an hour I felt numb. I asked her to get me more ice and stayed in the tub until 8:45 giving me just enough time to get dressed before the stores opened. My Prada dress hurt my breasts too much and I ended up in my short high school uniform skirt and a very thin white tank top of Anya's that was a little tight but bearable. She insisted on putting my hair in two pigtails. I looked like the sexiest school girl alive and Anya had to take a few pictures of me.

"Do you have any idea how much I want to fuck you Lola?" she asked in the elevator.

"I'll spread my legs in the car and you can eat my pussy all you want. You love me don't you Anya?"

"God yes, more than I've ever loved anyone in my life. I want you to move in with me."

"I'm rarely home, I'm off fucking for a living."

"I don't care, I want you so much Lola, I think of nothing but you."

"My housekeeper is my scheduler. If you are serious though, you can come stay with me in the villa."

"Really?"

"Yes, how can I resist a sexy bitch who worships the ground I walk on?"

Anya smiled and kissed me hard and I found myself thinking about coming home and fucking Anya, waking her up whenever I was horny and demanding she eat me. I'd have my own sex slave, a fuck toy devoted to making me cum.

"I love you Lola."

"I know you do, my slutty little fuck toy." I purred.

I put my hands in her hair and pulled her to me kissing her hard, my tongue running across the roof of her mouth. My hands left her hair and I grabbed her breasts squeezing them hard, her moans and cries echoing in my mouth. I thought about Joseph and found myself pushing Anya to the floor of the elevator.

"Eat me Bitch." I growled.

Anya looked up at me stunned and I reached down pulling hard on her hair. "Fucking cum slut! Eat me, prove you love me whore." I roared.

I spread my legs and pulled Anya to my pussy. Gripping her hair hard with both hands and forcing her face into my battered cunt I felt her lick my clit before sliding her tongue along my slit and diving into my pussy. The elevator stopped and opened on the main floor. I snarled at the couple waiting and hit the button for the top floor. The elevator stopped again on the tenth floor and a young man dropped his jaw when he saw what was going on. I hit the hold button to let him watch as Anya made me cum hard and fast coating her face in cum.




My French Revolution Ch. 06



"Very nice slut, don't touch your face. I want you to walk around like that. I want everyone to see you are my cum slut."

"I can't walk into Prada like this."

"True, that's why I'll make sure you have even more cum on your face since you are eating me the whole drive there."

"You are lucky I love you Lola or I wouldn't put up with you punishing me instead of Joseph."

I could see the looks of disgust people in the lobby were giving her knowing full well it was cum coating her face. Anya hailed a cab and climbed in kneeling on the floor ready to eat me out and be degraded to prove she loved me.

"Sit down properly Luv." I said softly gently easing my throbbing ass on to the seat.

I told the driver where we were going and then held her face in my hands licking off my cum and kissing her softly.

"I'm sorry, you didn't deserve that."

"I'll take anything from you Lola, I love you so much. For the first time since we met, you actually look very young, like you really are a school girl."

"I am, I haven't graduated from high school yet, I've got a year left."

"What? My God how old are you Lola?"

"Eighteen and a half."

"Fuck, I'm ten years older than you. How long have you been fucking?"

"Girls for five years, guys four I'm a natural born slut though."

"No kidding, you fuck like you've been doing it for fifteen years. I really thought you were twenty four."

"Nope."

"Don't worry, you secret is safe with me, I won't even tell Pieter."

I gave her a long passionate kiss and held her hand until we arrived at Prada. Twenty minutes and a fifty thousand dollars later we were back in the cab heading to Cartier then Chanel and Yves St. Laurent. My final stop was Christian Louboutin where I bought fifty pairs of 5 and 6 inch heels since I couldn't take my hosts shoes home with me. We were sitting in a cafe sipping champagne, Anya's right hand on my thigh, her left hand stroking my face as she leaned over to kiss me, rubbing her thumb across both harden nipples as she intensified the kiss when I heard my name, my real name being called out. 

I turned around quickly my skirt raising as I turned exposing my pussy to look at the shocked face of my high school French teacher.

"Madame, Bonjour." I stuttered pulling my skirt back down.

"I had no idea you were visiting Paris dear. Who is your friend?"

"I'm just here for some shopping, I'm staying in a villa in Cap St. Martin. This, this is my lover Anya."

Anya smiled at me, sliding her hand back on my thigh and smiling wickedly at my teacher. "Yes, I've fallen hopelessly in love with this beautiful Goddess. I barely let her out of my bed let alone out of my sight. Would you care to join us?"

"Umm no thank you, my husband is waiting for me. I'll see you on the first day of classes Lea." "Actually I'm staying with Anya a bit longer, I'll be back the second week of school Madame. Enjoy your trip."

"Yes, you too Lea."

Anya started laughing, "Your lover?"

"Well after what she saw, friend wouldn't cut it."

"So it's Lea, I like Lola better."

"Me too, that was my French teacher by the way. Take me back to the hotel and fuck my brains out darling."

"Mmmm I thought you'd never ask my naughty little lover."