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Angie Gets Pimped

By: wifelvrman



Angie was thrilled when Dave got the new job. He finally had a chance to make something of himself and provide for his young family.  Angie and Dave had married in their early twenties, he was twenty-two, she twenty-one. Neither had gone to college. Dave was working in a small pay day loan office and Angie was a waitress.

They met at church. Both had been somewhat loners, neither dating much. Angie had only moved out of her parent's house two years prior. They were somewhat of an anomaly, as they were both virgins when they got married. Dave was, well, a "geek." He began going to Angie's church when he heard that there was a large singles group. He hoped that somehow he could meet someone.

Angie had grown up in the church with her two brothers and younger sister. She was the oldest child. Her parents were very active, her mother volunteered to cook the mid week meals, her father drove the church bus. They almost never missed. It had been drilled into her to be sexually pure. She had always been an obedient daughter, evidenced by the guilt she felt when she kissed a boy in the youth group when she was sixteen. Nothing else had happened, but she was forbidden to see him again.

It was three years after Dave and she were married when their daughter was born. Two years later they were blessed with a son. Angie had quit as a waitress, taking a job at a laundromat in order to be with her two young children as much as possible. Dave's job at the loan company just wouldn't pay the bills.

But now Dave had been able to land a job at the local bank! It was only entry level, but it afforded Angie the ability to quit working at the laundromat and stay home with the children. It was also promised that Dave could move up at the bank. It was clear that if he performed well, he and his family could be set up. That was two years ago.

Her daughter was now seven, her son was four. Angie had just turned thirty-one. She and Dave hoped that he could move up at the bank soon, so they could buy a house. They were still renting a small two bedroom they moved into when their daughter was born.

The bank had held a reception for new employees and their spouses two years ago when Dave was hired. The reception afforded Angie and Dave an opportunity to dress up and go out for an evening, something they rarely could afford. Angie remembered she had worn her nicest dress, a button-up simple dress with a tiny spring floral print. And it was there she was introduced to the bank president, a man in his mid fifties, with slightly graying hair. 

He was impressive to her, she had never met a bank president before. She was honored when he asked her to accompany him to his office. Dave was busy with the head teller as she was introducing him to his co-workers. His office was magnificent! It had an extremely large desk, a huge, leather couch and chairs, and dark heavy wood paneling. Everything said to Angie, money and power!

"You know Angie, may I call you Angie? You may call me Robert," the bank president went on. "You had more to do with Dave getting hired than you think."

Angie was silent, not understanding this. What did she, a former waitress and laundromat employee know about a bank? She had been asked to come with Dave on his second interview. One of the vice-presidents had met with them, letting them know that the bank expected a stable family from its employees. But that was all.

Robert went on, "you're quite attractive, you know. That's a real plus."

Angie had never thought of herself as attractive. She didn't think of herself as ugly, either, but no one in her limited experience had told her she was attractive other than Dave. 

Robert put his arm around her shoulder, holding her close to him. Angie was immediately nervous. "You have a beautiful face, your complextion is so clear, your ivory skin so soft," he commented as he moved his finger tracing down her cheek to her neck, to her arm.

He had gone on, "your breasts are very ample, even if you do hide them in that dress. Could you please undo a few buttons so I can get a better look?"

Angie was now red-faced and squirming to get out from under his arm. She clutched her arms over her breasts, afraid he would try to unbutton the dress himself.

"Such a pity," Robert replied. "I do find you very attractive. In fact several of the other executives have noted your beauty as well. You can really help Dave progress if you know what I mean."

"Never, I could never," Angie stuttered. Embarrassed, angry, and shocked, she quickly had walked out of the office. 

That was two years ago. Robert had hit on her on every occasion that he could, not so subtly hinting that if she would have sex with him, Dave would get a promotion. She had never told Dave. She knew it would crush him if he thought that he had only gotten the job because the bank president wanted to sleep with his wife.

Today she had to face Robert again. She had grown to resent him. Dave had not received a promotion. The tiny rental house was getting smaller and smaller. Her daughter and son fought all the time, having to share a bedroom. Others hired after Dave had been promoted over him. 

Today Dave was leaving for a two day conference with his immediate superior. He was excited about it, telling Angie that maybe he was finally going to get a break and move up some at the bank. His superior had been hired after Dave and had already been promoted twice. Robert had asked that the wives and their husbands meet with him at the bank before they left.

"This is an important meeting and I want you to know that I will be looking at both of you and evaluating how you perform. A good job could get you promoted, a poor one could get you dismissed." The men were silent. "I wanted you to know the importance of their trip," he spoke to the wives. Then he turned to the men, "I've arranged a taxi to take you to the airport, so say your goodbyes and get on, it is here now."

Dave quickly hugged Angie and kissed her on the cheek as he grabbed his bags and headed for the taxi. As the men rode away, Robert asked the wives to come back to his office for a moment. "You both know that you will play a most important role in the outcome of this meeting. I expect you both to call me within the hour. Enough said."

Angie realized that she wasn't the only wife Robert had hit on. Had Sharon given in? Did that explain why her husband had been promoted? She noticed that Sharon had dressed in a low cut blouse and somewhat short skirt. Earlier she had thought Sharon had dressed a little inappropriate. Angie had worn slacks and a old crewneck top. 

As she drove home, Angie alternated between anger and reflection. She changed her mind a dozen times as to whether she would even call Robert or not. Once home, she paced around the house, finally telling herself that she would call him, but absolutely nothing else!

When Robert picked up the line, all she could say was, "It's Angie." She even shook a little as she said it.

"Well, I can't believe Mrs. Better-than-you really called. It's good you did, I was ready to fire Dave," Robert stated.

"Please don't," Angie said.

"Than let me take you to dinner, that's all. It's your choice, and," he added, "Dave's job."

"What time?" Angie found herself saying.

"I'll pick you up at seven," Robert replied. "I'll be sending over a dress, wear it!"

"No, don't come over here, please," Angie replied. She couldn't imagine her neighbors seeing a strange man at her house.

"Then meet me at my house at 6:30, don't be late." He hung up.

Angie buried her face in her hands and cried. What have I done? She wondered.

The dress arrived at 3:00 pm, along with two dozen roses. Angie had never recieved roses before. She put them in just about every vase she had in the house. They were so beautiful! She then opened the box with the dress. As she held it up, she could see that not only did it look very expensive, but the short black dress with the flowing skirt had a neckline that literally plunged to the waist! Also in the box were black high heel shoes and red lacy thong panties.

A smaller box contained a small evening purse, a bottle of bath oil and some expensive looking perfume.

A note was in the box that read, "Wear it all, and nothing else, or don't come."

Angie was nervous, but she had to quickly leave to pick up her children from school and take them to her mother's. As she dropped them off, she made up a quick story about going to dinner with a friend. 

Angie went home and took a long hot bath, using the bath oil Robert had sent. She then fixed her hair, and put on her makeup. She noticed that she had taken extra care with her hair and makeup, hoping he would find her attractive, and then wondering why she should care.

She put the red thong on, more than a little embarrassed at how little it covered. She had never worn thongs. She took a long breath as she took the dress off the hanger. Closing her eyes as she put it on, she finally opened them as she snapped the top behind her neck.

The dress was backless, the flowing skirt only came about mid thigh, and she could barely keep the areolas of her breasts covered by the top, much less anything else. She had never worn anything like this before. Angie put on the perfume Robert had bought her and left.

She felt as if she were naked as she walked to her car, hoping no one would see her. She felt the air blow across her breasts and between her legs as she drove. She would have rolled up the window, but it was so hot! Or, was it just her?

She had a little trouble finding Robert's house. She didn't frequent this part of town. As she drove up the long driveway, she thought how her car was so out of place here. 

She rang the doorbell and Jones, the butler, opened the door. He ushered her into the study and said that Mr. Woods would be down soon. Angie examined the beautiful furnishings and couldn't believe that people really lived like this!

She didn't even notice as Robert entered the study. She turned and was startled at Robert. He was unashamedly staring at her. Angie moved her arms to somehow cover herself.

"Drop them," Robert said forcefully. She did. "You are absolutely stunning!" He moved to Angie. As he faced her he held both of her arms as he moved to kiss her. She turned away, but not before his lips touched hers.

Robert held her at arms length, "let's have a look, please turn around." As Angie turned, the skirt swirlled. She felt beautiful.

"You are beautiful, and I told you that you shouldn't hide those magnificent breasts!" Robert said with a smile. Angie looked down and realized that her right breast was completely out of the top. She turned and moved the thin fabric back over it. She also noted that her nipples were erect and could be easily seen protuding through the thin fabric of the dress.

"Jones," Robert spoke to the butler, "come and see Angie, isn't she stunning?"

"She certainly is, sir," replied Jones, "quite stunning."

"Angie, please turn around so Jones can see the whole package," Robert ordered. She did, but slower and more carefully this time. She ended facing the two men, nipples at attention, as they stared holes in her. He certainly saw her, she thought.

"This is Mrs. Angie Thompson, Dave's wife," Robert informed. Angie couldn't believe he had just revealed her full identity.

At the restaurant, they were seated at a table for two, near the center of the room. Angie was very aware of the looks of the men, in fact she felt that all eyes were on her. As the waiter poured her water, she could feel his eyes on her. Although it was a very nice restaurant, she was very uncomfortable. She felt as if she were naked in the center of a stage.

Her nipples felt to her as if they were headlights pulsing out for all to see. Robert ordered for her. She barely ate, but did drink whatever it was he had ordered for her. She excused herself to go to the ladies room. As she stood by the sink she saw herself in the mirror. Her nipples were clearly visible, and the sides of her breasts were totally uncovered. 

For the first time she realized that her lacy red thong could be faintly seen through the material of the dress. And although she told herself no, she felt wet between her legs.

She returned to the table hoping beyond hope that no one had noticed her panties. As they drove back to Robert's, he placed his hand on Angie's leg. He slowly slid it higher. Angie moved to stop him, placing her hand over his. She realized that he was already at her crotch, that his finger could feel her wet panties. He firmly held his hand there. They rode back with her hand over his, his hand at her crotch, his finger stroking the wet spot on Angie's thong.

Robert parked, opened the car door for Angie, and took her by the hand into the house. They entered the study. Angie's heart was beating so loudly she knew Robert could hear it.

"I've got to go," Angie stammered.

Robert closed the door. "I'm going to take you first."

Angie gulped, her knees buckled.

"The dress snaps behind your neck, unsnap it," Robert ordered.

Angie could barely raise her arms, she fumbled for the snap, and finally undid it. She lowered her arms. The top immediately fell, fully revealing her breasts. The dress slid below her waist, over her hips, passed her panties, down her legs, to the floor.

Robert took Angie's hand and helped her step out of it. She walked with him to the couch. He stood there.

"Get on your knees."

She did.

"Undo my belt and unzip my pants."

Angie quietly obeyed.

"Take out my cock and suck it in your mouth."

Angie hesitated, she had never, never, done this. Married to Dave for ten years, and she had never done this.

Angie pulled down his boxers, his cock sprung up into her face. It was much larger than Dave's. She held it before putting it in her mouth.

"Lick it," Robert told her. "Suck on it like a lollipop."

Angie took his cock and licked it up and down, just as he said. She sucked it as he held her head. She almost gagged on it as he pushed it deep down her throat. He pulled out of her.

Robert took Angie's hand and led her to his bedroom. She followed him as if in a trance. She thought that the butler was probably watching as she walked in high heels, red thong, and nothing else down the long hall. Her tits were bouncing as she walked. Thats what they were now, she thought, tits, not breasts that had suckled her children, but tits that would be used by men.

Robert had Angie lie back on the bed, he slowly removed her panties, he fingered her pussy. She started to move and lightly groan. Robert bent her over, spreading her legs, and skillfully began licking her outer pussy lips, then her slit, and her clitoris, driving her to squirm on the bed before he plunged his tongue inside her warm, wet hole.

Robert stood and presented his cock to Angie's cunt. "Do you want it?" He asked.

Angie shook her head "yes."

"I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to fuck you. Tell me you want my dick inside your pussy. Your married pussy."

Angie began to cry, "Yes, I want you to fuck me, put your dick in my pussy. Fuck my married pussy, now!"

Robert shoved his large dick inside Angie with one thrust. It almost took her breath away. He pumped her hard and fast. She matched his thrusts. He kissed her full on the lips, his tongue invaded her mouth, her tongue his. He voraciously took her, her mouth, her tits, her cunt. Robert held Angie's ass and pulled her up into him as he pumped her and fucked her and claimed Dave's wife as his whore. He erupted in her, spewing his cum deep within her womb. Angie came as he was shooting in her, their juices mixing inside her.

They lay together on the big bed, each totally spent. Robert remained inside Angie on top of her. She held him tightly.

Robert said, "Now you're mine. I've claimed you. You're marked. Say it! Tell me you're mine. Your pussy is mine. Your tits are mine. Your ass is mine. Your mouth is mine. Say it and Dave keeps his job."

Angie let go of Robert, her arms lay by her sides. She had gone from bliss to broken in one minute. She began to repeat, weeping, "I'm yours, my pussy is yours, my tits are yours, my ...ass is yours, my .....mouth is yours."

As she succumbed to Robert, he began to harden again and fucked into Angie. She lay still as she repeated the mantra over and over again.

When he finally pulled out of her cunt, Robert stradled her chest slapping her tits with his dick before having her lick the cum off it and suck and remaining juices out.

As Angie drove home, crying all the way, thoughts of Dave and the children were going through her mind. However, she was focused on the fact that Robert had ordered her to call him tomorrow. What would the day bring?

Robert's plan for Angie unfolds in part 2.

Angie Gets Pimped Ch. 02



The next morning Angie woke early. She was unsettled about the events of the evening before. She had been unfaithful to Dave, but she had been forced to do it to save his job. She tried not to think about it as she got the children ready for school.

After she returned from taking the children to school, she called Robert. He had ordered her to do so. She didn't want to upset him now that she had finally given in to his advances. She wanted to secure the promotion for Dave. It would mean so much for her family.

"I'm glad you called me," Robert answered. "I have some plans for you today."

Caller ID, Angie thought. "What do you mean?" Angie asked, somewhat afraid that he would want sex again, although she really expected it.

"Before I tell you that, tell me what you are wearing," Robert replied.

"A pair of old shorts and a t-shirt," Angie replied.

"No bra or panties?" Robert queried. 

"Of course I am wearing a bra and panties," Angie answered.

"That sort of thing has to stop," Robert said forcefully. "Strip for me, right now!"

Angie complied. She picked the phone back up and stood there naked talking to Robert. He had Angie pick out the shortest skirt she owned and a button-up blouse that "is the most see through you've got."

Angie fixed her hair and did her makeup. She put on the only pair of heels she owned, other than the ones Robert had sent her. They were only an inch and a half tall, cream color, and worn out.

As she drove to the park Robert had told her to meet him at, she was conscious that her nipples were poking at the thin material of the blouse. At five feet and six inches, her natural 36C breasts seemed a little large for her frame, but they were a perfect match for her 36 inch bottom, set off nicely by her 25 inch waist.

Angie felt herself getting wet as she drove. She knew it was the anticipation of sex with Robert again. She hated herself for it, but she thought it was going to happen and she should enjoy it some.

She arrived at the public park and waited in her car until Robert pulled up in a convertible a few minutes later. He scolded her for not having anything more revealing, but added that he would take care of that later.

They walked together, hand in hand, until they came to a large oak tree. Angie was enjoying the nice day and the pretty park, and she admitted to herself, Robert's affection.

Her enjoyment ended when Robert ordered her to unbutton the blouse. They were outside in public and several others were in the park. Angie fumbled with the buttons and tears began to trickle down her face as the blouse opened, revealing her breasts.

Robert ignored the tears, bent down and moved the blouse totally away from Angie's breasts as he sucked first one and then the other. Angie shook as he did. Robert then took Angie by the hand and walked her down the sidewalk. Her tits jiggled as she walked. Robert loved it. Angie was horrified.

They walked past a woman who looked with disdain at Angie. Another woman jogged past them, glancing at Angie and not believing what she saw. Robert stopped several feet short of a bench an older man was sitting at. 

"Raise your skirt to your waist and walk to the bench!" Robert firmly said. 

Angie stood there, unable to speak, shaking her head, "No!"

"Do it!" Robert was more forceful. "And sit down next to him and put your hand on his cock!"

Angie was slow to lift her shirt, so Robert yanked it up and commanded she hold it high. Angie trembled as she slowly walked toward the man. It seemed as if she were in a trance as she sat down next to him and placed her hand on his crotch.

The older just sat there, not quite sure what to do. He looked to Robert, who was smiling and motioning for him to take advantage of the situation. The man leaned over and kissed each of Angie's nipples and then he felt her wet snatch as her pushed his finger inside her. He sucked on each nipple as he fingered Angie in public.

Robert walked over to them. "Let's take this to the car," he quietly said. Angie held the man's hand as they three of them walked to Angie's car. Robert had Angie get in as the man sat next to her in the back seat.

"You can't leave him this way," Robert told Angie. "Why don't you suck him off?"

Angie obediently bent over, undid the man's belt, unzipped his pants, and with his help took his old cock out. It was long and thin, but as she took it in her mouth and sucked, it grew. Within a few minutes, his cum was shooting inside her mouth.

"Remember to always swallow," Robert said as he watched them from the front seat. As the man was zipping his pants, Robert asked him if he could spare five or ten dollars, saying that Angie needed it for gas.

The man took a twenty out of his wallet and handed it to Angie. "That's too much," Robert said. "She doesn't have time to fuck you just now." The man put the twenty back and handed Angie a five.

As the man got out and walked away, Robert commented to Angie, "Your first trick!" He laughed as they got out of Angie's car and into his and drove off.



Angie Gets Pimped Ch. 03



Robert drove Angie to his house. On the way he was very kind to her, holding her close to his side as he drove. When he stopped, he lovingly kissed her. They embraced for several minutes before getting out of the car.

"I wanted to see if you really meant what you said about your pussy being mine. It really is important to me. You are so beautiful," Robert told Angie. "Now I know that you will do anything for me. That means a lot to me, believe it or not."

Angie felt drawn to Robert. This powerful man not only thought she was beautiful, but liked her as well. Helping her husband, Dave, could work out after all.

Robert held Angie's hand as they walked into his house. He took Angie up to his bedroom and made love to her, and she to him. After they both came, he remained in her and the two cuddled. Angie thought to herself that it was the best lovemaking she ever had.

Angie had almost fallen asleep when she heard the door open. It was Jones, the butler. She and Robert were both lying naked on the bed. As she started to cover herself, Robert held her tight.

"It's alright," Robert said. "It's only Jones. You'll get used to him." Jones set a tray of drinks on the bedside table, and then moved to the end of the bed, staring lustfully at Angie.

Angie was troubled. "Spread your legs, dear," Robert said to her in a loving tone. "He's an old man, let him enjoy himself."

Jones unbuttoned his shirt and dropped his pants. Angie could see that his dick, while smaller than Robert's, was still larger than her husband's, and very thick. Jones moved his mouth between Angie's legs and began to lick her pussy. She realized that Robert's cum was still inside her, as she had not cleaned it out.

"He's the butler, let him clean you," Robert jokingly said to Angie. The old man was a master at licking pussy. He had certainly licked several of the women Robert had brought home. He had tasted Sharon's just yesterday, only an hour before Angie had come over.

Jones licked all around Angie's pussy, and then he tongued her, flicking his tongue up and down inside of her as he ate his master's cum out of her pussy. He then paid special attention to the lady's clit with his tongue as he fingered her.

Angie was getting wet, enjoying the attention to her clit as she looked down at Jones. Robert held his arm around her as the older man cleaned her. Almost without warning, Jones moved up her body. Angie could see that his dick was fully hard and that he intended to fuck her. She looked at Robert.

"It's alright," Robert assured her. "Do this for me." Angie lay still as the old man positioned his dick at the entrance to her pussy. He had to enter her slowly because of the thickness. With short, slow, thrusts he was fully inside her. He sucked on her tits as he pumped into her.

Soon Angie felt Jones shooting his cum inside her. "At least he didn't last long," she thought. Jones sucked Angie's nipples hard, one at a time as he lay on her for a few minutes before getting off.

She and Robert lay there together after Jones left. "You're so beautiful, most men will cum quickly with you," Robert remarked.

"What do you mean?" Anqie queried.

"Nothing," Robert replied. "It's just that you're so sexy, you turn men on when they just look at you." Angie blushed. She wondered if men really found her attractive. She was starting to feel like it, although all she knew so far was that old men liked her.

They showered together, and Robert had her dress in the short skirt again, button-up blouse, and the old worn shoes she had worn to the park. He asked her to not buttton the blouse at all, just to tuck it in her skirt.

As they drove out of his driveway, Robert asked her to raise her skirt to her waist, which she did. He then asked her to put her feet on the dash, spread her legs and get herself off as they drove. Angiejust stared at Robert.

"Just do it," he ordered.

As she fingered her pussy, Robert pulled on her left nipple, rolling it between his fingers. The effect was that not only did Angie's nipple get hard, but her tit was totally out of the blouse. Robert asked Angie to do the same with her right tit.

They were driving around in a convertible, Angie's tits on full display, her feet on the dash, fingering herself with one hand, while playing with her nipples with the other. She was scared, humiliated, and turned on all at once.

Robert pulled up to an Adult Bookstore and Theater. Angie had never been inside one. Robert had told her she could let her skirt drop down on its own, but she couldn't button her blouse.

As she got out of the car, she felt the wind blow across her bare ass and pussy as she walked, tits bouncing up to the door of the theater. The skirt had dropped some, but not much. Most of her ass still showed and only the very top of her pussy was covered.

He had her go in, alone, before him. As she walked among the shelves, reading the titles of the movies, and glancing at the magazines, she knew that every man in the place had his eyes on her.

Finally, Robert walked over to her. He had bought two tickets to the theater. She was glad to get out of sight of the men. They moved to some seats in the middle row of the theater. 

On the screen, there was a busty blonde woman getting fucked by two black men. One was fucking her doggy style, while the other had his cock in her mouth. A third man, stood by, apparently waiting his turn.

When they sat down, Robert had Angie pull her skirt above her waist again. He had pulled her blouse out of the skirt, and moved it away from her tits. Angie realized he had put her on display. She didn't like the feel of the seat on her bare ass, or Robert pulling her legs apart, pushing one into the leg of the man sitting next to her.

Robert told her to keep her hands down to her sides. He then leaned over and began to suck on her left tit. Angie kept her eyes focused on the screen. She had never seen a porn film before. She watched as the waiting man took his place in the woman's mouth. The other man had moved under the woman and replaced the first man in her pussy. The first man was about to enter the woman's ass.

Her eyes were transfixed as she watched the woman take the three men at once. They were all black and had very large dicks. She didn't know how she did it. She kept watching as the man next to her touched her thigh. She started to move her hand to stop him when Robert said "no."

The stranger sucked on her right tit as he fingered her pussy. She hated herself, but she was already wet when he entered her. 

Robert moved to allow another stranger to sit next to Angie. "Dave, I'm doing this for you!" She said to herself as the two men sucked the young wife's tits and fingered her pussy together. She shook as she came.

Robert had been watching. He got up and took Angie by the hand. He walked her down the aisle on full display. They went out of the theater and into one of the private booths. Robert put some dollars into the slot and the small television came on. Angie took her skirt, blouse, and shoes off as Robert ordered.

She didn't like the sticky feeling on the bottom of her feet. She knew it was mixed cum and piss. As she sat on the wooden bench to watch the TV, she disliked the feel on her bare ass.  It was worse than the theater seat.

She was pushing the channel button up, watching a few minutes of each movie, when she felt something touching her right arm. Robert was on her left. She looked and realized that there was a hole in the wall, and some man had stuck his dick out of it!

Robert smiled and told her to suck it. "No! I just can't!" Angie pleaded. Robert lightly slapped her. 

"For saying 'no' to me, you'll not only have to suck the dicks, but you'll have to fuck at least one!" Robert ordered.

Angie protested. "I'm leaving and taking your clothes," Robert said. "Unless you do what I say, I'll leave you with all these men!"

Angie looked at Robert and tears ran down her face. She wiped them off as she took the man's dick in her mouth. The booth smelled strongly of sex and cigarettes. Angie had to get down on her knees to suck the dicks that were pushed through the holes, one on either side of the booth. 

Angie had sucked off three men who spewed their cum into her mouth. Much had dropped down on her tits. She had swallowed some, more than she wanted to know. Robert told her that he liked her new "look."

He did make the man wear a condom when he fucked her. He had knocked on the door and Robert opened it as a man was cumming in Angie's mouth. Robert had to step outside of the booth when the man fucked her. Another man had stuck his dick through the hole while she was being fucked.  Knowing that Robert would want her to, she took him in her mouth, holding her hands against the wall to keep from getting pushed into it as she was fucked.

She opened her mouth and let the cum run out as the other man began to cum in the condom. She could still feel him begin to cum. He took the condom off, squeezed its contents out onto Angie's ass, and handed her twenty dollars as he left. She sat naked on the wooden bench, visions of the theater movie going through her head when Robert came back.



Angie Gets Pimped Ch. 04



Angie sat unable to speak as Robert drove them from the Adult theater. She felt so dirty, so used, so whorish. She felt hollow. Unable to cry, she sat next to Robert in shock.

"Get over it!" Robert barked. "Remember, you're mine, your married pussy, your mouth, your ass, all mine! Say it!"

Angie again repeated "I'm yours. My married pussy is yours, my mouth, my ass. It's all yours to use as you please."

"That's right! Remember that I'll damn sure use you as I wish, whore!" Robert was mean. He had to make sure she knew her place.

"Take those tits out of your blouse. I don't recall saying you could cover them up. How much cum is on them, by the way?" Robert laughed as Angie looked down at the drying cum on her tits.

"How much?" Robert insisted.

"A lot," is all Angie could manage to say.

"From how many men?" Robert teased her.

"I don't know," Angie truthfully said as a tear began to roll down her face. Once they started, she couldn't control the flow of tears. Silently she sat in the car, tears flowing.

They stopped at a traffic light. Robert rolled Angie's window down. "Turn and stick your tits out!" He ordered. "Do it now!"

Angie saw that there were two men in the car next to them as she leaned out the window.

"Tell them you're a whore!" Robert chided. "Say it, Angie whore. Say 'I'm a whore. Say it over and over.'"

Robert pushed her forward, further out of the window. Her tits were dangling and bouncing. Angie said to the men, "I'm a whore...I'm a whore...I'm a whore." She fell back down in the seat and buried her face in her hands as she continued to repeat, "I'm a whore."

Robert was silent as they drove to his house. Angie didn't look up once, but kept her face in her hands as she mumbled the words she knew to be true.

Robert walked her to his bedroom and into the bath. "Please clean up before you go home, there are towels, bath oils, shampoo and soap. I'll bring you something to drink. You did very well today, Angie." Robert was serious as he looked into her eyes. Angie looked as if she were a zombie.

Robert brought Angie a glass of champagne as she soaked in the tub. "Take your time, I've laid out some on my wife's clothes I think will fit you." 

Angie looked over to the counter, a pair of black slacks and a conservative tan top were lying there. She was grateful that she could dress modestly for her drive home.

"Dave will be back tomorrow, around noon," Robert informed Angie. "We will all meet at the countryclub. Sharon and her husband will meet with us, along with most of the other bank employees. I've just talked to Dave. Their trip was a success!"

Robert went on, "Angie, I've arranged a morning at the spa for you. They will give you a massage, a facial, do your hair and nails, and anything else you ask of them. It's a gift to you from me. I've also left a nice outfit for you. I think you'll like it." 

Robert put his arm around Angie and whispered in her ear, "Did I tell you how beautiful you are? By the way, Dave got the promotion along with a substantial raise in pay."

Angie drove home, still numb. She stopped at her mom's and picked up her kids. She fought the tears trying to form in her eyes as she saw them.

The next morning Angie took her children to their Grandmother's and then drove to the spa. She so looked forward to seeing Dave. She didn't want to even think about the things Robert had made her do, but he was finally being nice to her. Angie thought that Robert had been nice to her some times and felt herself becoming wet as she thought of how large his dick was and how good it felt with it inside her.

She stopped herself from thinking about Robert. She was a married woman! And, she thought for a fleeting moment, a whore. She was Robert's whore.

The spa was extremely nice. Her massage was wonderful. She had never had one before. The facial was a first also. The woman did a marvelous job on her hair and makeup. The outfit that Robert had bought for for her was a lime green sleveless dress made of a crinkle fabric that buttoned up all the way. It looked expensive and she felt beautiful in it. Angie couldn't wait for Robert- no, Dave to see her in it.

Angie arrived at the countryclub a few minutes after 12:00. Dave was already there. Angie walked over to where Dave was standing, glancing at Robert as she did. He smiled at her in such a way that she knew he approved of how she looked. She felt beautiful and hot! 

Angie put her arm around Dave before he noticed she had arrived. Dave commented on how beautiful Angie looked as they embraced. The luncheon was ready. As Angie and Dave sat down across from Sharon and her husband, Dave talked about how well the trip had gone, and that he hoped it meant good things for his position at the bank. Angie so wanted to tell Dave that the promotion was his, but thought it would be better that he hear it from Robert. Dave might want to know how she already knew. If he only knew...

When lunch was winding down, Robert stood and make a speech about the future of the bank and how it all depended on great employees. He then had Dave stand and bragged about how hard he worked and how much he put into his job. Robert indicated that if the others would work as hard as Dave, they might receive a promotion also. Angie pretended surprise, hugged him and said "how wonderful!"

Dave was congratulated by his fellow employees and then rushed away for a golf tee time. There were four foursomes and Dave was playing on Robert's team.

Robert's wife Jane invited Angie, Sharon, and two of the other wives to come with her. Angie had never been to the countryclub before. Dave had been only once before, when Sharon's husband had been promoted. He had told her that it was very nice, but it was even better than Angie had pictured.

The five women followed Jane into a small theater. There were only about a dozen very plush chairs for watching the films. As the lights dimmed and the movie started, Angie was completely taken off guard when a porn movie began.

"This is a movie like the men watch, except that it is made for women, by women," Jane stated. The movie started with a beautiful brunette dressing in exquisite lingerie. Soon a man joined her and began to sensusously caress her as they embraced.

Suddenly the movie stopped. Jane stood and said, "Sorry to interrupt the movie, but I thought you might be interested in another video that I don't find so enjoyable."

Angie was more confused than ever, "These people are certainly strange," she thought. Soon another video began. There was no title, no credits, or anything, the movie simply began with a black dress falling to the floor. Immediately Angie recognized the dress! She put her hand to her mouth as she was looking at herself naked in front of Robert in his bedroom.

The video continued to play as the women watched. Parts had been carefully edited, but all could see Angie sucking Robert's dick, her spreading her legs for him to enter her as she told him "I want you to fuck me, put your dick inside my pussy. Fuck my married pussy, now!"

The movie stopped, the lights came on, and Jane stood up and proclaimed, "Angie, I can't believe you would cheat on your husband while he was away working so hard! And with my husband! You little whore! I'll teach you!"

Angie slumped into her chair, covered her face, and began to sob and couldn't stop. Jane ordered the other women out. As the door closed, she grabbed Angie by her hair and lifted her head up. "Look me in the eye! You bitch! You seduced my husband, but you won't get away with it. I've talked to Robert. I've forgiven him, he has always been weak when it came to women. He has told me everything. I can't believe you wanted to expose yourself in the park. And the adult theater! Robert told me how you made him take you there. How long have you pretending to be the innocent little housewife, you slut!"

Angie tried to say no, it wasn't me, but Jane wasn't listening. "I think I'll give a copy of this to Dave and another to your parents. They need to know you for what you are, you whore!"

All Angie could say was, "Please, no. Please, no." 

Jane changed her tone to Angie. "There's one way and only one way this video doesn't get out. You will work for me. You will do what you obviously enjoy so much, you'll just get paid for it. Of course, the money will come to me, and you'll get all the sex you could ever want."

Angie couldn't believe what she had gotten into. Robert, now Jane. She had to get out now. "I can't do that," she told Jane.

"You will, or I'll post this to the internet and mail it to everyone you know," Jane calmly and firmly said. "Unbutton that dress my husband bought you. You will start now. I've already got word to the men playing golf that you would love to fuck them, only it will cost them $100 each. The first foursome will be here in a few minutes. Don't worry, Dave doesn't know and never will unless you back out. Give me the dress."

Angie slowly unbuttoned the dress and handed it to Jane. "You will get it back after you fuck them all. And I mean all. Let's see, Dave won't be fucking you and neither will Robert today. That leaves only fourteen. You better be good. Have a fun afternoon." Jane left Angie standing naked except for the lime green panties and bra Robert had given her.

There was a knock on the door and four men Angie had met at lunch entered the theater. All Angie could hear were the men's whistles and lewd comments as they began to freely feel her tits and ass. One began to finger her pussy and another her asshole. Angie felt like she was in a trance - almost numb, yet knowing everything that was going on around her and to her.

Angie remembered what Jane whispered in her ear as she left when the men entered. "You had better be good, really good. I'll know. Fuck them like there's no tomorrow, or there may not be one!"

"So she wants me to be a good whore," Angie thought to herself. Angie began to move her hips back and forth, fucking herself on the men's fingers in her holes. The men responded by fingering her faster. Angie lifted one of her tits up to the mouth of the man fingering her pussy. With her other hand, she reached behind the head of one of the men and pulled her mouth into her other tit. They continued for a while fingering her and sucking her tits and then they pushed her down to her knees.

They had all taken their dicks out and Angie knew what she was to do. She took the one closest to her face into her mouth, sucking it as Robert had taught her. She took two more of the men's dicks in her hands and began stroking them. She then moved her mouth over to the one dick left unattended. Angie continued to suck and stroke as she turned from one man to another.

Her knees were beginning to hurt and were bright red when she lay back on the carpet. Angie spread her legs and held her pussy open. "Who's going to be first?" she asked. She had better be a good whore she thought. 

The tall dark haired man bent down and began to push his dick into Angie's whore hole. As he completely entered her pussy, he told her, "I work with your husband and I've seen you at the bank, but I never thought you were the type to let us fuck you." Angie began to tear up at what he said. She was not that type, she thought to herself. Then she force her mind to think somewhere else. 

"If I'm going to get through this, I have to be a good whore," she kept telling herself as one of the other men stuck his dick in her mouth. The tall man fucking her had a long dick, and the man in her mouth was shorter but thicker. Angie realized she was beginning to think about men according to the size of the penis. She lifted her ass off the floor, partly to be a good whore and not just lay and take it, and partly because the carpet was beginning to burn her ass as it had her knees.

Angie was grateful when the men had her turn over. She was on her knees again with her ass in the air. The fattest of the four men, a middle aged balding man entered her from behind. He grabbed both of her tits as they dangled under her. He pulled them as he pumped her pussy. This was hurting, but Angie realized that she was also getting more and more turned on.

Each of the men took turns fucking her "doggy" style. As one would fuck her pussy, another would take advantage of her mouth. Angie found it difficult to keep her mouth around one dick while another plowed into her from behind. Her elbows were getting red and began to burn as well. As if that were't enough, the men began to spank her ass cheeks as they were fucking her. It seemed to get them to fuck her harder. It was all she could do to suck on the man's dick as she fucked them.

The youngest man (blue eyes and blond hair) lay down and Angie was told to ride him. She lowered her pussy hole down on his hard shaft and he pulled her down to his chest. He began to kiss Angie with lots of tongue. Angie felt herself about to cum when one of the men began to finger her ass. She was afraid she knew what was coming. The young man held her tight as the finger in her ass was replaced by two, and then the two fingers by the head of one of the men's dick's.

Angie's husband Dave had never even tried her ass, and now it was going to be violated by a stranger, while yet another stranger was fucking her pussy! The men didn't care that it was painful, they just told her she would get used to it. After a while it was more comfortable for Angie, and then the men switched places.

The second man in Angie's ass kept plunging his dick in with one motion and them completely pulling it out. He kept continuing this until another man took his place. Her asshole was now opened up and Angie took both men at once more easily. It was then when the men decided her mouth had been empty long enough. 

When the man fucking her ass pulled out, he moved around and stuck his smelly dick in her mouth. Angie was repulsed at this at first, but got used to it as the men alternated between her three holes. "I'm being a good whore," Angie thought as she felt an orgasm sweep over her body like she had never felt before as the men used her. She was just coming down from it when the tall man who had been fucking her ass moved to her mouth.

"Suck good and hold tight," he told Angie. "I'm going to cum!" Angie did as she was told and swallowed his large load. Each of the other men followed suit, fucking her ass or pussy until they were about to shoot, and then using her warm and willing mouth as their cum dump.

Jane came back into the theater as the men left. "Angie, you're doing OK, but you've got to try harder to make the men think that you really want them," Jane instructed.

"Whore training," Angie thought. Jane spanked her on her already very red bottom as she turned to leave.

When the next foursome arrived, one of the men handed Angie a couple of blankets. "Jane said you needed these," a stocky built man who smelled of cigar smoke said as he looked Angie's naked body. Her tits looked good to him as the nipples stood erect. The men took Angie much as the first foursome did, all cumming in her mouth as she swallowed their loads.

The third foursome bent Angie over one of the theater seats and each fucked her from behind. They alternated between her pussy and ass, taking pictures of her "gape" with their camera phones. She sucked them one at a time as she sat in one of the seats. They asked her to kneel on one of the blankets and hold her mouth and eyes open. "Jane told us to do this," an older man with a flabby gut said. "She has watched it all and said you really needed this. Word among the men is that you're a real good whore."

The men circled Angie and began to jack off onto her. Their cum shot on her face, hair, eyes and tits. As they left, Jane came back in. "Don't move and don't clean anything up. I want to get some pictures of you." Jane clicked away as he had Angie bend over and pull her ass cheeks apart, and then lay down and spread her legs and hold open her pussy. "You look just lovely," Jane laughed. "Only two more before you go home with Dave."

The last two men came in. They had been playing with Robert and Dave, Angies's husband. One of the men was Sharon's husband. Angie, as instructed by Jane was on her knees with her mouth and eyes wide open. Neither of the men said anything. Sharon's husband unzipped his pants and took his dick out. Angie noticed it wasn't hard yet. As she sucked it, she wondered if the sight of her turned the men off. Sharon's husband politely asked Angie to lay back. When she did, he began to fuck her until he shot his cum inside her well used pussy. The other man then asked Angie to suck him. When he got hard, he had her get on all fours as he entered her ass and fucked her until he shot inside.

What Angie didn't know was that both of the men's wives, Sharon and Jennifer worked for Jane and Robert. Although they would never know all their wives were forced to do, they had come to know that they had gone through much the same as Angie had when they started.



Angie Gets Pimped Ch. 05



Angie was allowed a few minutes to clean up after the men from the bank had fucked her. Jane arranged for her to shower in the women's locker room. However, Jane remained in the locker room. Angie was allowed to wash her body, but not to clean out her "cunt." Jane wanted Angie smelling herself as she rode home with her husband. She should get used to smelling like a whore.

As Dave drove Angie home, he was so excited about the trip and especially the golf day he had enjoyed with his boss and friends. Dave had no idea what the men had done to Angie while he played golf. Angie tried her best to sound encouraged, but she knew well what she had been forced to do to get Dave the promotion. "Would it be worth it?" she wondered silently as they drove home.

Jane had let Angie know that everything had been recorded, "just in case" it would be needed to keep Angie in her place. She had also told Angie to expect a call as soon as they got home. Angie worried about the call.

Sure enough, as soon as they walked in the door, the phone rang. It was Jane. "I hope you enjoyed the day," Jane taunted. "Now, listen carefully. While you were fucking everybody, I borrowed your keys. A video system has been installed in your house. Don't worry about trying to find the cameras. It is professionally done. Just know that I can see you anytime I wish."

Jane paused a moment for Angie to think about what she had told her. "I want you to take Dave to your bedroom immediately. Let him know how much you missed him and that you can't wait until you make love. Strip him and yourself and lay on the bed with your legs spread. Tell him he has to eat you before he fucks you. And you better make him eat you deeply and suck all the juices out. Be wild! Fuck him with abandon! And remember, I'll be watching! Put on a good show, or Dave will see the video of the day!" Jane laughed as she hung up the phone.

Angie went to the bathroom to get away and think for a moment. The phone rang almost immediately. It was Jane. "Don't clean up anything or I'll be over there in five minutes with all the videos! Now get in there and have your husband eat your pretty pussy!"

"But I can't," Angie protested. "I'm not clean. Dave will know something has happened."

"You do it, or he'll know everything that has happenned. Make up something to explain yourself if you have to, but get in there now!" Jane was furious.

Angie was afraid. She now knew for certain that Jane had told her the truth. Angie walked to the living room as Dave finished bringing in his bags from the trip. She leaned into her husband and kissed him.

"It seems like it's been such a long time," Angie whispered to Dave. "Come with me." Angie took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. Neither one of them had been agressive toward the other, and sex between them had always been with the lights out after they had gone to bed. That would now have to change.

Angie began to quickly undress Dave. He looked stunned. Dave wondered what had gotten into his wife, but so far, he liked it. When Angie unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down with his underwear in one move, he was almost in shock.

When Angie took his dick in her mouth, he couldn't believe it. She had never done this! Angie sucked on her husband's dick for a while and then stood up and quickly stripped. She lay down on the bed, spread her legs, and looked straight at Dave.

"Eat me first," she said in a commanding tone of voice. Dave moved to the bed, kneeled down and looked at his wife's pussy. It was very red and swollen. It looked so different. 

Angie realized what he was seeing and knew she had to think fast. "I've missed you so much. Forgive me for touching myself so much while you were gone," Angie cooed.

Dave seemed to accept what she said and began to lick Angie's pussy. "Honey," Angie spoke, lick me deeper. It feels so good. You're so good! Lick it as deep as you can and suck on me, please," she begged.

Dave did as she asked. They had rarely had oral sex, and never until climax. She must be climaxing, Dave thought, she is so wet. Angie held Dave's head into her pussy so Jane would know he did a good job, or so she told herself. But she had to admit that it sure felt good.

Angie let go of Dave's head when she felt like he had licked and sucked all of the juices out of her cunt. As he straightened up, she rose to meet him, bent down and began to suck his dick again. Just like Robert taught her, she thought. She sucked her husband's balls, licked up his shaft, and took his entire penis in her mouth. "This is so easy to get in," she thought. He was so much smaller than Robert, or most of the other men she had fucked in the last few days. She was trying to visualize the men who had fucked her when Dave cried out that he was about to climax.

Angie let go of his penis with her mouth, pushed him to the bed, and yelled, "Not until I fuck you," as she mounted her husband.

It all happened so fast, Dave didn't hardly know what to think. Her vagina had engulfed his penis so fast. "It sure went in easy," Dave thought, as Angie tried to squeeze her pussy tightly around Dave's small penis.

Angie had only rode up and down on him a few times before he climaxed. She was disappointed. She had not cum. She so wanted to cum with her husband. She had cum several times with the men she was forced to fuck.

Afterwards Angie got up to go the the bathroom. Jane called again. "Not too bad, dear," Jane told her. "You did do a good job of getting Dave to eat your smelly cunt. Did he like the taste of it? It was so well used. Not a very good fuck, though. I guess I can forgive you a little because of your husband's poor performance. He probably did the best he could. Not to worry, honey, you'll have plenty of men to fuck you real good."

Angie left the bathroom and got into bed with Dave. She would pick the children up in the morning.

Monday morning Jane called Angie. Dave was at work. "You need to meet with me this morning. Don't worry about how to dress. I'll have some things for you to wear," she told Angie.

Angie looked at the address Jane had given her. It was an office building on the north side of the city. She wondered what was in store for her now. She arrived, and entered the office. Sharon was sitting at the receptionist's desk. She looked up at Angie, "Jane wants you to go right in."

As Angie entered Jane's office, she was startled to see Jennifer sitting inside. "Glad to see you're on time," Jane said. "Don't worry about Jennifer. She works for me as well as Sharon and a couple of other girls. You are now my newest employee!" Jane had a gleeful sound to her voice.

"What exactly would I do?" Angie asked.

"You act as if you have a choice. You don't. You'll do exactly what I tell you to do, understand?" Jane stated. "I have a service that I offer. You, Sharon, Jennifer and the other girls perform the service. You'll be trained to perform well. Some of your training has already begun."

Angie had a sinking feeling as she listened. "You'll be compensated well for your service. Some of your compensation will come in the form of your husband's hefty raises, and some will come to you directly. It will be mad money you can do whatever you want with. It'll be fun!" Jane smiled. 

"Robert wants to talk to you," Jane said as she dialed her husband. When Robert answered, she handed the phone to Angie.

"Angie," Robert spoke kindly. "I'm so glad to have you join us. Don't worry about the other men. I'll still fuck the daylights out of you from time to time. Now, listen to Jane as you would to me and do precisely as he says. You don't want her upset with you."

Angie listened and told Robert that she understood. 

Jennifer spoke, "I've been working for Jane for over a year. I enjoy the work and love the money!"

"Enough of this!" Jane responded. "Jennifer, you've got to get to work. You have an appointment an eleven, and another at twelve-thirty. Call me when you finish and I'll let you know if there are more. Here are the addresses, enjoy!"

When Jennifer left, Jane took Angie into a room adjacent to her office. She called Sharon, telling her to lock the office door and join them.

The three sat down as Jane started a video. It showed a sexy woman in frilly lingerie seducing a man. She was slowly dancing and rubbing herself while looking directly at the man. She bent down and began to unbutton his pants. As she began to take his dick in her mouth, she looked up straight into his eyes. It was then that Angie realized that the woman was Sharon.

They continued watching the video. Even though the man's dick was average, Sharon made him feel as if he were the the best stud she ever had. Angie wondered how many men Sharon had fucked and sucked for Jane and Robert. 

When the video was over, Jane had Angie to totally strip. She felt uncomfortabe being naked in front of the two women, even though she knew they had seen her before.

Jane asked Sharon to pick out some clothes for Angie. Sharon left through an adjoining door into another room. She came back with shiny vinyl six-inch heels, an extremely short black skirt with a slit up both sides, and a pink stretch top that was too small for Angie. That was all.

"Before we let you get dressed," Jane commented, "we've got to help you with your makeup."

As Angie sat naked, Sharon and Jane put a green highlight above her eyes, dark black liner, and ruby red lipstick. They then applied rouge to her cheeks and nipples. When Angie put the black skirt on with the pink top and red high heels, she looked the part of a Hollywood whore. The pink top was so tight, her tits pushed out to the point of falling out and her nipples and areolas were clearly visible.

"Eventually you will make appointments, but first you have to learn to 'hook' your men," Jane instructed her. "Did you bring any condoms?" Jane asked.

"No," answered Angie. "I didn't know..."

She was cut off by Sharon. "It will work out. I didn't bring any my first day either. But you better figure out fast how to get some." The two women laughed at Angie.

Angie was driven to a seedy part of town. She was told not to call them to pick her up until she "hooked" at least ten men and and made at least $500. They said she could charge anything she wanted, but the less she charged the more men she would get. However, the less she charged the more men she would have to fuck. They almost had to push her out of the car.

"I'm scared!" Angie pleaded.

"Part of the thrill!" replied Sharon.

"But where will I do it?" Angie cried.

"In their cars, between the buildings, on your knees behind that trash dumpster. Its not so bad a place. I like it better than their car sometimes. It depends on how you feel about the man," Sharon answered.

"How do I get them?" Angie asked.

"Honey, just walk around slowly and look at every man who drives or walks by. If they slow down, ask them if they want a date," Jane blurted out as she drove off.

Angie was frightened. She began to walk and realized she should slow down. A car drove by and slowed. The driver rolled down the window. He was an older man with silver hair.

Angie nervously walked over. As she bent down, her tits were on full display. She was trying to say something, when the man asked if she wanted a ride. She got in. As they drove off, the man began to fondle her tits. He had them completely out of her top.

"Damn, those are nice!" he said. He then ran his hand under her skirt. It lifted easily as he moved his fingers to her cunt.

"Short and split," Angie thought. "Easy access. Sharon knows what she's doing.

"How much?" the man asked.

Angie was startled. Everything had been so fast. "Fifty dollars," she answered.

"Got a condom?" he asked.

"Oh, no!" Angie thought. "I could just suck you," she answered, thinking it would be safer and then she would have some money to buy condoms.

"I've only got twenty," he answered back as he pulled behind a building.

"But I've got to taste that sweet pussy once first," he said. Without waiting for a reply, he bent down and began licking her pussy. He fingered her and brought the finger to his mouth and sucked it. He sat up.

"You're turn," he said. 

Angie bent down. The man already had his dick out. Angie shut her eyes and took it in her mouth. He was somewhat limp, but began to get harder as she sucked him. The young wife licked his shaft and sucked his balls. She began to take his entire dick in her mouth and deep throat it, as she had been taught. Without warning, he erupted in her mouth, shooting his cum deep down her throat. "Always swallow!" Angie remembered.

"Sweetie, before I pay you, I just have to have that pussy. Spread it for me," the man smiled.

"But that wasn't the deal," Angie protested.

"No pussy, no money," he replied. The man took a twenty out of his billfold and waited. Angie leaned back and spread her legs. The man lay on top of her and somehow managed it get his dick in her pussy. He pumped several times into her.

Angie realized that he couldn't cum twice so fast. She pushed at him to get off. "This isn't working," she said.

"Just let me titty fuck some and I'll give you the money," the man replied. Angie lay on the car seat as he straddled her. She pushed her tits to form a "pussy" for his dick. The man pushed his dick between them several times. A little cum squeezed out. He rubbbed it on her nipples and slapped his dick on her tits and face. Finally he handed her the money.

The rest of the day went a little better. Angie learned to get the money first. Finally she called Jane. 

As Jane picked her up, she looked a mess. Cum was on her face and in her hair. Jane could see a lot on her tits and suspected there was plenty on her ass. "We'll get some pictures of you at the office before you go home. Let me see the money."

Angie counted it out, all five hundred and ten of it. It had been hard earned.

"How many did you fuck?" Jane asked.

"Three," Angie replied. "The rest I just sucked." 

"Where did you fuck them?" Jane questioned.

"One in a car, one leaning against a building, and one behind the dumpster," Angie truthfully answered. She continued, "I sucked the men behind the building, all eight of them."

At the office Jane gave Angie a wet towel to wipe herself clean.

"Don't touch your pussy," Jane ordered, or you won't get your clothes. I want Dave to eat you again tonight. I don't want him to fuck you. Understand?"

Angie understood. She would do as she was told, as she knew she had to.