Becca XXX Ch. 03

Authors note:- This is a follow on to the previous chapters of Becca Xxx. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters.

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It was cramped and dark in the boot of the BMW. The chloroform seemed to be wearing off and I felt the car bumping and lurching down the road. I was still barely dressed, in ripped stockings and my panties hanging off one leg. My bra was missing and my coat was thrown on top of me to keep me warm. I didn't need it, it was a stifling in the confined space. My skin was sticky from the huge amount of cum I'd had sprayed all over me, from my dogging session. My hair was matted in the stuff and I could still taste it in my mouth.

I had a vague idea of who had kidnapped me, but I wasn't completely sure. Lexa had tried to warn me on the phone just before I was abducted, but I didn't catch what she was trying to tell me. I searched around for my phone in the darkness, but found nothing. They would have taken it from me so I would just have to wait. I wouldn't say I was frightened, but I was worried. I hoped the tracker in my armpit was going to allow Lexa and her team to locate me and rescue me when the time was right.

The car pulled up to a stop and I heard voices outside. The boot opened into the blackness of the night and I felt two pairs of hands drag me out the boot and onto the tarmac. I over played being drowsy to offer them no threat. I guessed what their intentions were going to be and I couldn't do anything about it. I needed to let them do their thing and get me closer to my goal. There was a large building to my left, like an industrial unit of some kind. The roller shutter opened loudly, spilling light onto the courtyard. From what I could see I was in a compound surrounded by a barbed wire fence and I was in the middle of nowhere. There were no lights from other buildings as far as I could see.

I was half carried and half dragged into the garage and the roller shutter came down with a crash. They dumped me on the concrete floor. I lay there with my eyes half open trying to take in my surroundings. There was nothing to see. I felt weak and exhausted. There was a small shower cubicle in the corner of the room and a bench with a set of orange overalls laid out.

"Wake her up and get her showered and dressed. The boss wants to see the new merchandise," said the BMW guy.

He left through the only door in the corner of the garage.

I sat up and saw there were two guys left with me. They were big muscle bound guys with shaved heads. The place was too clean to be a garage. It was some sort of holding area for new arrivals.

"Can you stand?" one of them asked.

"Where am I? What's going on?" I said in a sleepy voice.

"The boss will answer all your questions in good time. We need to clean you up first though," said the second guy.

I tried to stand, but stumbled as the chloroform still had a grip on me. I was more drowsy than I thought.

"It'll wear off soon honey. We'll have to wash you."

One of them approached with a pair of scissors and cut my suspender belt off with a twang. He peeled my spunk stained tights down my slender legs and threw them in the bin.

"Looks like she's had a hell of night already," said one of them.

"Yeah she's pretty caked in cum. Its everywhere. Lets get her in the shower," said the other.

I was picked up and placed in the shower on a plastic chair. The water was freezing cold and I cowered as it rained down on me.

"Sorry. There's no hot water here," he said. "The cold shower will help to wake you up."

I slumped in the chair starting to come around. They washed my matted cummy hair first and I closed my eyes and let them get on with it. I had my legs closed and folded my arms across my body to cover my naked boobs and tried to keep warm. It made me look submissive and scared, there was no fighting my way out of this one. Besides, I needed them to think they were in charge.

My hair was rinsed and they started to wash me. I offered little resistance as they moved my arms away and payed more attention than they should have done to washing my tits. My nipples were like bullets due to the cold and I saw them glance at each other and smile. They were enjoying this.

They washed my upper body and then stood me up and bent me over the chair. They parted my legs and washed my ass. I felt fingers delving into the crack of my sticky snatch as they washed the spunk from my body. One of them took the shower head off the pole and forced it between my legs. I squealed at the cold as the freezing jet blasted my labia and clit to rinse off the soap. They finished washing my legs and turned the shower off. I felt instantly more awake and warmer as they patted me down with a towel. I was able to stand now, but still acted catatonic.

They helped me out the shower and moved me to the table with the overalls on it.

"Put them on," said the first guy.

I picked them up and pulled my legs into them. It felt like a jump suit. It was far too big for me. I pulled it all the way on and did the press stud buttons up the front. I had to roll the sleeves and legs up a couple of times to make for a better fit. They gave me a pint of water which I downed in one, I was so thirsty. I was trained never to refuse water or food if kidnapped. You never knew when the next opportunity would arise.

I felt more alert and my mind started to race.

Where was I?

What was going to happen to me?

Did Lexa know where I was?

Does the tracking device work?

There was no point asking these two guys anything. They were hired goons and they wouldn't tell me anyway even if they knew.

"Time to go," said one of them.

They walked me to the door and opened up and went through. I was ushered up some stairs to a landing area and one of them knocked on the first door on the right.

Bang. Bang.

"Bring her in," said a voice from behind the door.

I walked into a large office with a guy sat behind a wooden desk in a leather chair. This whole place seemed make shift to me. Nothing was permanent. It was a processing centre before girls were moved to where ever they got taken. I was in their system now. The BMW guy stood next to the boss and the two goons stood behind me either side.

"Where am I and what do you want with me?" I demanded.

"Calm down Rebecca. Your predicament is not as bad as it seems," said the boss.

He was skinny and about mid-forties. He wore round glasses and had short cropped hair balding on top. He was dressed in a suit which seemed out of place in this environment. His desk was empty except for a large ball shaped, glass paperweight sitting on top of a brown folder. The paperweight had a butterfly encased in it and it looked as out of place as he did.

"Your hospitality seems pretty fucking unpleasant so far," I hissed. "Drugged, kidnapped and given a cold shower and an orange jump suit. That seems pretty bad to me. Who are you and what do you want with me?"

"My name is Marvin and I run a company which is perfect for young girls with your skill set," he said leaning forward on the desk. His voice was confident, but soft, almost monotone. He spoke very slowly and concisely.

"What do you mean? And how do you know my name?"

"I have your report right here. Tony has been quite thorough assessing you over the last two nights. You'd be surprised what information we can find out from a registration number."

He looked at the BMW guy and then moved the paperweight and thumbed through the folder.

"My, my, you are a dirty girl," he said, closing the folder and looking at me again.

"What I do in my personal life is fuck all to do with you," I said. "Now let me out of here and take me home."

"Lets see if you live up to expectations," he said, ignoring my comments.

He nodded at the two guys behind me. They moved forward and unbuttoned the front of my overalls. They yanked the oversized garment off my shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I stood there naked in front of Marvin. My hair was still wet and hung in black ringlets and stuck to my face in places. I covered my pussy with one hand and my boobs with the other.

"Don't be shy Rebecca. I'm going to see the goods the easy way or the hard way it's up to you."

I wasn't shy. I didn't care that I was there naked in a room of four strange men. I was playing my role. They needed to think I was just another naïve girl, who'd got more than she bargained for.

I let my arms flop by my sides and my head was held low, like a stroppy teenager. He opened the folder up again and wrote some notes.

"Stand up straight," he ordered.

I arched my back and stuck my boobs out."

He licked his lips.

"Turn around."

I obeyed and showed him my gorgeous firm buttocks.

"Spread your legs a little."

I adjusted my legs a little more than shoulder width apart.

"Spread your cheeks and bend forwards."

I stayed still. I didn't want it to be too easy for them. I needed to seem natural. I was a scared young girl who'd been kidnapped, not an undercover slut about to bring the whole regime crashing down.

He nodded at the two guys and they forced me over bending me at the waist. One of them grabbed my butt cheeks and spread them open, exposing my two fuck holes.

"Well toned. Nice shape. Decent tits and a meaty shaved cunt," said Marvin. "You'll earn us some good money."

His two goons let go of me and I straightened up and turned around to face him.

"I'm not for hire." I said.

He ignored me and stood up and moved round the desk to stand in front of me. He looked at my tits and went to touch me, but stopped himself.

"May I?" he asked.

"You're going to any way so why ask?" I replied.

"True, but its only polite to ask."

He gently caressed my left breast and squeezed softly. He repeated it on my right breast. His hands were soft and warm. He was a desk jockey for sure. No hard labour for this guy.

He moved around the back of me and squeezed my ass cheeks. He was like a butcher assessing cattle at the meat market. I seemed to meet with his approval. He pushed me forwards bending me at the waist again. I heard him suck his finger and then felt it worming its way up inside me. He didn't need to wet his finger, I was soaking already.

"Very tight Rebecca. Good girl. You like to stay in shape."

"We're done here," I said, pushing away from him and straightening up to face him. "Let me go now."

"You're not even close Rebecca. You will need to earn your freedom."

"What?...No...Fucking let me go!" I shouted.

"What's the problem? You like pleasuring men so why not be paid for it? You can earn a lot of money. We let you keep fifty percent."

"I'm not a fucking prostitute."

"You're far more than that Rebecca. I've heard all about you."

He looked at the BMW guy. He smiled back at him.

"We even had one of our guys test you out, first hand," he laughed.

"The husband?" I asked, as the penny dropped.

"Who?"

"The guy in the blue car with the miserable wife, who calls me sweet cheeks."

"Ah I see. Yes that's him. He tries out the new girls to make sure they're up to standard. He calls everyone sweet cheeks. Him and Tony got you into the back of the car to bring you to me."

I knew something wasn't right about the husband. He had that look in his eye and I kicked myself for not spotting him as being involved.

"So what now?" I asked shrugging my shoulders.

He went back and sat behind his desk.

"So you are interested?"

"Do I have a choice?" I asked

"There are some choices to be made yes."

"Like what?"

"Well I need to decide what tier to put you in at," he said leaning back in his chair.

"Tier? What do you mean?" I said, still standing there butt naked.

"We have a tier system for the girls. The better they are, the higher the tier and the more money they get paid. When they get to tier five they are free to go."

"Really?" I asked, sarcastically.

"Yes. Let me explain. Tier one is ten pounds a fuck, tier two is one hundred pounds a fuck, tier three is one thousand pounds a fuck and tier four is...

"...ten thousand pounds a fuck?" I asked, butting in.

"You're a fast learner," he laughed.

"How do you move from tier to tier?" I asked, genuinely intrigued with his sordid system.

"The better your performance, the higher the initial tier. I will asses that shortly when you pleasure me. Girls move to a higher tier based on client ratings. Each client will leave a rating after they fuck you and if your ratings are consistently good you move to the next tier."

My pussy twitched unintentially at the thought of Marvin fucking me. I said nothing. I was in shock that such a system existed.

"You get to keep half of all the money you make so the higher you are, the more money you will earn. When your ratings are good enough for tier five you may leave a very wealthy woman."

I could see how this would appeal to the type of person I was pretending to be. A low paid young girl in a dead end job with no ties and who loved fucking. I had no choice anyway , but I didn't want too seem too keen.

"Then I guess I have no choice?" I said.

"You like being fucked? Right? By strangers?"

"Yes, but I don't want to be held captive."

"Captive is such an ugly word. You'll be our guest. Our place of work is well equipped with everything you need. All expenses paid of course."

"Where is the place?"

"Ah. No. I'm afraid I can't tell you that Rebecca," he replied. "Now, I'm going to fuck you one way or another. So will it be the easy wat or the hard way?"

"You said one of your guys already assessed me, so why do you need to fuck me?" I over emphasised the word 'you'. I was trying to belittle him.

"Call it a perk of the job," he said smugly.

"Go fuck yourself!" I said.

"This is to assess you tier entry level Rebecca. You better do as your told and give your best performance or I'll put you in at ten pounds a fuck and leave you there for a month. Believe me you don't want to be there."

That idea didn't appeal to me very much. I thought for a second and my mind raced at a hundred miles an hour. Finally I had my lightbulb moment. I had a way to prove my worth and make Marvin feel inferior at the same time.

I turned around and faced the two goons who had washed me. They were both wearing Jeans. I undid their belts one at a time and let their pants fall to the floor. They did nothing to stop me, they just glanced at the boss who must have gestured for me to just get on with it. My performance was about to begin and I needed to go in at as high a tier as possible to get closer to the real boss. This guy Marvin was a small fish and was sampling the merchandise when he shouldn't be. He was just the process guy, the persuader. The real boss was much higher up than this.

I looked at Marvin in defiance as I started to stroke the two goons to get them hard. I had one in each hand and I felt them grow simultaneously as I caressed them softly. I was hardly touching them, just a delicate touch up and down. They were throbbing in my fingers in no time. I shuffled in front of one of them, with my back to him and lifted onto my tip toes. I pushed his cock downwards so it was parallel with the floor and sat down on his cock with it rubbing against my pussy lips and poking out the front between my legs. I pushed his shaft against my swelling labia and slowly moved back and forth. His cock slid along my oily groove without penetrating me. My god I was wet.

I wanked the other guy slowly and looked up at the guy between my legs and kissed him over my shoulder. He responded and clawed at my heavy boobs kissing me hard. My juices leaked onto his throbbing boner and lubricated him against my clit. We were sideways on to Marvin and I moved forward and left the first guy and lifted myself onto the second guys cock. He slid straight in and I gasped as he filled me with his hot thick shaft. He lifted me off the floor and I wrapped my legs around his back. I was riding his cock as he held me in mid-air and I felt the first guy shuffle up behind. He spat on his cock and I felt him nudging it against my asshole.

"No!" I panted. "I want you both in my pussy."

I had never tried double vaginal sex before, but I needed to do something special if I wanted a high tier.

I pushed up higher from his hips and let the first cock pull out slightly. I was dripping wet at what was about to happen. I felt cock number two pushing against my perineum.

"Move forward a bit," I directed him.

He pushed into my already filled pussy and I sat down slowly. Neither of them were small guys and it stretched me further than ever before, as the second cock penetrated me. I kept eye contact with Marvin as I sat there with two large cocks in my swollen fuck hole.

"Fuck me boys!" I gasped.

They got a steady rhythm going, as they moved in unison and I started to fuck them back. They were both holding me between them. One in front of me and one behind, my legs still wrapped around one of them. My overfilled gash engulfed their meat as I was fucked with a steadily increasing pace. It felt incredible, both painful and exquisite at the same time. I started to pant uncontrollably and closed my eyes as I took all they had to give me. My poor pussy was overwhelmed and I felt my orgasm building. I was leaking all over the pair of them and they felt slick and slippery inside me.

"Whose going to fill me up first lads? Give me that hot cream injection," I was gagging for it.

I heard the one in front of me start to groan. He increased his pace, but got out of time with us and slipped out of me. He tried to push back in, but it was too late for him and he spurted his cum all over my pussy and his friends balls. He finally got back in me to finish his last couple of squirts.

"Mmmmm thank you baby," I kissed him and he let go of me and placed my legs back onto the floor.

The other guy continued to fuck me from behind as I bent forward over the desk. I saw Marvin talking to Tony and nodding in approval.

"I want you to fuck my dirty asshole and cum in it," I shouted to the guy behind me.

He pulled out and drove into my anus without even changing his pace. The cum and cunt cream gave us all the lubrication we needed and he finally blew his load deep in my rectum with a huge gasp.

"Fuck she's good," he said as he pulled out.

I dropped to my knees and licked his cock clean, sucking his friends cum from his ball sack and milking him dry. I turned to the first guy and repeated the process.

"Fucking dirty little bitch. They were right about you," he said, pulling his jeans back up.

"I think I'm suitably warmed up now Marvin. I guess you can try me out. Don't cum too quickly though. I want to get off first. Lets see if you can make me cum like a real man," I mocked him.

I walked round to his side of the desk and pushed my foot into his chest. The chair moved on its wheels and gave me more room to get on my knees in front of him. I undid his trousers and pulled them down to his knees with his pants. His hard cock sprang to attention. He was long and thick and I kissed the tip before gently sucking on his helmet. I teased him licking him up and down and sucking his tip and ridge.

"Mmmmm nice and meaty. Just the way I like it," I said.

"Wow. Just wow. You're good with your mouth," sighed Marvin.

I gave him the blowjob of a life time. Slobbering all over his cock and wanking him off in a twisting motion as I followed my hand with my mouth and sucked him in. He tasted salty and was already leaking pre-cum.

"Someone's got all excited," I said. "Don't cum yet remember. A gentlemen would let me cum first."