Becca XXX Ch. 03

I looked into his half closed eyes as he sat there in ecstasy. He was moaning already. I slowed my pace. I pushed my plump lips together and nuzzled them on the tip of his cock. As I pushed down I used my lips to push his foreskin back and increase his sensitivity. I kept my lips tight to give more friction and inched down his throbbing member. I went down until my nose touched his navel and I sucked hard. I gave him several hard sucks like a milking machine and then withdrew just as slowly.

His cock twitched as it left my mouth and a dribble of pre-cum dripped from his helmet and down his shaft.

For a moment I thought he'd cum there was so much of it.

"That's just a little taster for you," he smiled.

I licked him slowly lick a dog eating an ice cream before I opened wide and allowed him into my throat once more. Deepthtorating always made me spit up copious amounts of saliva and this occasion was no different. I withdrew again and allowed the spit to leak all over his cock and balls. I let it drip off my chin and played with it in front of him. Sucking it up off his cock and then spitting it back out. It was a dirty sloppy blowjob and he loved every second of it.

"Jesus Christ, you're amazing," he said. "You're going to make me cum."

"I knew it would be too much for you," I mocked him again.

I let go of his cock and looked at it in disgust. I stood up and lifted my ass onto the desk and spread my legs wide.

"Finger fuck me and rub my clit," I said. "Let's see if you're any better at that."

He didn't like being talked down to. He was the boss here, not me. I knew he'd want to punish me and I wasn't wrong.

He stood up and kicked his trousers off. His saliva covered cock was still throbbing and looked ready to erupt any minute. He pushed into me once and then pulled out and rubbed it on my clit. It felt gorgeous. I knew if he fucked me he wouldn't last ten seconds, but he had other ideas.

He picked up the ball shaped paper weight from the desk and held it in his hand in front of me. He weighed it up. It was glass and about the size of a large orange. He wiped some of the saliva from his cock and coated the glass ball in it.

"You may have taken two cocks in your pussy but, let's see how stretchy you really are," he laughed.

I felt the ball push against my saturated labia. I looked down and saw the size difference. I was instantly worried and moved away. I couldn't see any way that I could take that inside me.

He nodded at the two goons who moved in either side of me and pushed me back onto the desk.

"Hold her down and spread her legs," he said to them.

They each pushed on a shoulder each and opened my legs with their spare hand.

"Keep that fucking thing away from me," I spat.

"Relax or it will hurt. It's no bigger than the two cocks you've just stuffed inside yourself. I know you can take it."

He spread my cunt open with two fingers and pushed the ball against my dripping hole. I breathed out and tried to relax as he pushed it against me. I felt my lips stretch as the ball entered me. It was cold and smooth. He pushed some more and my lips started to part and give way as it touched my inner walls. My clit was on fire. It was like anal sex for my vagina and the pain was very similar.

"You filthy bastard. Please don't!" I cried out.

He kept going. Just as the pain was becoming too much I felt my cunt give way and I sucked the ball inside me. I was still stretched, but is was internal now rather than my labia. It was sitting inside my vaginal canal between my vulva and my cervix. I felt wonderfully full. I breathed out in relief.

"I knew it would fit," he giggled.

The goons let go of me and I lifted up on my elbows to see the result. My pussy lips were puffy and red, partly due to having two cocks fuck me and partly due to what Marvin had just stuffed inside me. My cooch felt burning hot and I leaked onto the desk. Apart from feeling it stretching me internally you wouldn't even know it was in there.

"Dirty cunt!" I hissed.

"No! I think you'll find you're the one with the dirty cunt Rebecca," he replied.

I pushed downwards with my vaginal walls and felt the ball start to move. I was so glad I was so turned on and that I had a little spunk inside me to lubricate it. I felt my pussy lips start to part as the ball pushed its way out. It was so painful, but felt so erotic. Marvin placed his fingers on the ball as it started to emerge and pushed it back into me.

"Not yet, you little whore," he said, "I'm going to make you cum first. You said you wanted me to get you off so that's what's going to happen."

I relaxed and felt the ball suck back inside me. The elasticity of my pussy kept it in place.

He squeezed my tits and massaged them. They were slippery from my saliva dribbling all over them when I had sucked him off. I lay back and let him get on with it. If I was under his power I may as well get an orgasm out of it.

He rubbed the head of his cock against my clit and it was like being poked with a cattle prod. I moaned as I felt the friction increasing. He pulled his foreskin back and forth, pleasuring himself whilst looking down and my naked body.

"You're so fucking sexy," he leered.

He was a pervert for sure. He probably did this to all the girls he processed. Maybe he did worse things to them. It was all part of his job. He was there to persuade the girls first, that this was a better life for them. Once they took the bait, he'd fuck them and be abusive to soften them up and let them know they were no longer in control of their own lives. At least until they got to this imaginary tier five he as talking about.

Tony and the goons watched as he stimulated me. I was getting close. The feeling of being helpless and abused was always a turn on for me since I met Lexa. My belly tingled as the spark started to ignite. I felt my clit get wetter and realised he'd released some more of his pre-cum.

"Getting too much for you is it, you sick fucker?" I asked.

He raised his hand and slapped my right breast hard. It produced a loud slapping noise and red hand print. It made me flinch, but didn't put me off.

"Ooooh does it make you feel like a man, to hit a woman?" I kept up my abuse.

Slap.

He hit my left boob this time. I actually liked the feeling and started to smile at him.

"Ooooh have my tits been naughty Marvin? Do they need a spanking?" I cooed.

Slap. Slap.

He hit both this time and I watched them bounce and redden. I knew I was about to cum. He kept rubbing my clit with his cock and I felt my pussy start to tense. I'd almost forgot about the ball inside me and realised this was going to be a new sensation when I finally contracted during climax.

"Oh my god. Slap them titties," I gasped.

Slap. Slap. Rub. Rub. My spark spreading out.

"Oh Fuck! You dirty cunt. Make me cum."

Slap. Slap. Slap. Rub. Rub. So close now. Tensing down on the glass ball.

"Oh...Oh...Oh..."

Slap. Slap. Slap. Rub. Rub.

I looked down at my bright red swollen boobs just as he slapped them again. I watched them wobble and came at the sight of it. I tried to close my legs, but he held them apart. My clit was on fire and I felt an eruption in my belly as my pussy clenched uncontrollably against the glass paperweight. The pain was incredible and I felt the ball start to move. My orgasm increased as the pain got worse and the ball moved further out. I imagined that this is how women felt giving birth. My contractions got stronger and I finally pushed down hard and shot the glass ball across the desk and it rolled across the floor. The sudden internal release drove me higher and just as I thought I couldn't come anymore Marvin shoved his cock inside me. I could barely feel it I was so numb, but I knew he was inside me.

"Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

He pounded my cunt like a ram rod and I barely felt it.

"Harder you mother fucker."

He gave it all he had and finally blew his load into me. I felt it hit my cervix in a hot gush and I cried out in pleasure and pain.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!"

We were both spent.

I lay there with him still inside me. He pulled out slowly and slapped my clit with his cock. I had no reaction. I was in the euphoric after glow of a mind blowing orgasm. I felt warm liquid running across my asshole and Marvin scooped it up with his fingers and held it out to me.

"Open," he ordered.

I did as I was told and swallowed his seed from his fingertips.

"Suck me clean," he said.

I turned my head on the desk and he pushed it into my mouth. I sucked him as he went soft.

"Good girl Rebecca," he said.

He stroked my hair like he was petting a dog.

I watched him pull his trousers back on and he picked up the ball from the other side of the room. It had rolled away, I'd expelled it with such force. He held it up to my face. It was coated in creamy white female lubricant.

"You certainly get wet down there," he said.

"That was fucking insane. I can't believe it fitted," I panted.

"It's not the first time I've shoved this is a girls cunt," he said. "You'd be surprised what can be squeezed inside a wet pussy."

I said nothing.

"Maybe we'll try something bigger next time," he said raising his eyebrows.

I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but I had to be the broken new girl. He was in charge now or at least he thought.

He took a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped the paperweight with it. He placed the glass ball back on the desk as I swung my legs round and sat on the edge. My pussy felt sore and bruised, but it had been worth it. It had been an intense feeling. I kept my head low to appear passive as he sat back in his chair.

"Anyone else want to fuck her before we move her on?" he asked, looking around the room.

"She's milked us dry," said the goons.

"What about you Tony? I know you don't usually partake, but she's something special here. I'm sure she'll blow you and swallow if that's your thing."

"I'll pass Marvin. Thank you. Maybe next time."

"He always says that. I'm beginning to think he doesn't like this job," joked Marvin.

"So what level am I going in at?" I asked.

He ignored me and pulled his chair up to the desk. He opened my folder and thumbed through the paper work. There were a couple of pictures in there. One of my car and a close up of the registration plate. Another of me getting out of the car with a close up on my face. There was one more of me on my knees sucking off the two guys in the car park, on the first night.

Next he came to some hand written notes. I guessed they were Tony's. They stated my name, age and address. All of which were false thanks to Lexa. They also had phrases like 'all-rounder', "willing to please', 'exhibitionist' and 'no inhibitions'. I couldn't see any more as he turned the page.

These were his notes. He added to them and I tried to read what I could. He'd already wrote 'attractive', 'firm body', 'pert tits' and 'shaved'.

"Bra size?" he said.

"32C usually, sometimes a D."

"We'll say C. It will make them look bigger in a bra," he said as he wrote it down.

"Dress size?"

"I'm a size ten."

It was like being at the shopping mall.

"Shoe size?"

"Size four to five."

He looked at my feet and chuckled.

"Children's shoes will fit you," he mocked.

"What tier am I going in at?"

"Well! That was some performance, I'll give you that Rebecca. You certainly have some skills and you are a real stunner in the looks department. You're bodies perfect, I'd probably pay one thousand to fuck you."

"That sounds reasonable. Thank you," I said, nodding my appreciation.

"But...here's the thing...we never put girls in at that level. So I'm afraid it will be tier two for you."

"What? No fucking way. I'm worth more than a hundred pound a fuck, you idiot. You can make more money off me than that."

"And there's that attitude again. Think yourself lucky I'm feeling generous or you'd be on tier one."

"Put me in at tier three and see how I do," I said.

"No. My decisions been made. We'll try you for two days at tier two. If we get good feedback, we'll move you to tier three. It's not all about how you look and fuck Rebecca. You need to please in other ways too. Drop the attitude."

I felt like a school girl being told off. He was a fucking idiot. He'd make fifty pounds a fuck off me instead of five hundred. Maths wasn't his strong point. No wonder he was stuck in processing.

"You better get her to the brothel Tony. It will be getting light soon," said Marvin.

Tony fished his car keys from his pocket and moved round the desk towards the door. He pointed at the orange jump suit on the floor.

"Put this back on Rebecca. There will be proper clothes for you when we get there," he said.

I slid off the desk and pulled the overalls back on. I didn't bother with he press studs, there didn't seem much point. My naked breasts brushed against the fabric and made me shiver. I was still super sensitive from my orgasm.

"See you soon," said Marvin and handed the folder to Tony.

He ignored me completely. I had now been handed over and I wasn't his responsibility any more. Like a simple transaction made in a supermarket. I'm not sure what his cut of the profits would be, but, he wasn't going short by the look of him.

Tony lead me down the stairs and back to the garage. He produced a pair of handcuffs.

"Do I need to use these on you or are you going to behave?" he asked.

"I'll behave," I replied and slid into the passenger seat.

"No. Get in the back seat. The windows are blacked out and people won't be able to see you there."

I moved and got in the back.

He shut the door. I guessed I was locked in and didn't bother trying the door. I wasn't planning to escape anyway, I needed to go deeper. Tony got on the front and started up. The roller shutter opened and we drove out into the night. I couldn't see much from the back seat and had no idea where I was.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"G-Spot," he replied.

"G-Spot? What's that?"

"It's a club. It means 'girl spot' and obviously has the other meaning too. It's a club and bar on the ground floor. It then contains tier one and two on the two floors above. It will be your new home for a couple of days until we move you to tier three...if you perform adequately."

"Who owns all this sordid little enterprise?" I asked, trying to get some information.

"Someone high up, it's not of concern to you. We're an hour away and then there'll be some more information given to you about what we expect from you."

"Like what?"

"Procedural stuff mainly. You'll be photographed for your profile and they'll generate a bio for you for potential clients. They'll make you look desirable don't you worry."

"Don't you think I'm desirable? You had a chance to fuck me and you didn't. Why is that?"

"I have my reasons. No more talking or I'll put you in the boot again."

I looked at him in the rear view mirror. He had kind eyes and didn't seem to fit into this dirty business. I tried to take in road signs to find out where I was, but I didn't see any. It was dark and we were out in the countryside somewhere.

I stayed silent for about twenty minutes and thought I'd try again.

"So how am I doing so far?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've done this before. I just wondered how I compared to other girls you've coerced. Did they react like me?"

"Some try and run, some accept it, some embrace it. You're the latter," he said eyeing me in the mirror.

"So I'm doing ok?" I asked.

I adjusted my seat belt and allowed my overalls to slip a little. My left breast was exposed.

"You're doing fine so far."

He glanced at my boobs.

I was winning him over. I needed a friend on the inside who I could get information from. Maybe he could be it. I adjusted myself again and let the overalls slip lower. Now my two best assets were now on display.

He glanced in the mirror again. I saw him wet his lips with his tongue.

"Suckable aren't they?" I said.

He said nothing.

"That's twice you've turned me down. Once in the dogging car park and again tonight. Don't you like me?"

"You're young and beautiful. Very attractive."

"So why turn down a blow job? I would have done it you know."

"I know you would. I don't perform in front of others though. Not my thing."

"There's no one here now. Just you and me. I could blow you in the drivers seat if you like."

He said nothing. He over concentrated on driving.

"You can just pull over and I'll unzip you," I carried on.

If I could get him on my side he may be of use if I needed to escape. He still said nothing.

"I'll be gentle. I'll lick you up and down and then suck it. I bet its big isn't it. I'd say about seven inches. You can hand cuff me if it will make you feel safer," I giggled.

He still said nothing. He was looking left and right. Maybe for somewhere to pull in. I was getting to him.

"I bet its already hard in your pants, isn't it?" I cooed. "Mmmmm just imagine my warm wet lips around it...and then that release when you ejaculate into my mouth...and I always, always swallow," I smacked my lips together. "Maybe you'd prefer to plaster my face with your hot load...so you can see how slutty I look...I do enjoy a cum shower."

The car slowed and he pulled into a layby. It was pitch black outside. The clock on the dashboard said it was three am.

He turned to me in the back seat and passed me the hand cuffs.

"Put them on," he ordered. He was stern and in control.

I did as I was told. My plan was working. He wanted me for sure. He got out the car and came round to my door and opened it.

"Out," he said.

"Ooooh kinky devil. You want me outside in the fresh air on my knees?" I gave him a slutty look.

He helped me out, gripping the hand cuffs. He lead me to the rear of the car. I was about to drop to my knees, but he stopped me. He opened the boot and flipped me backwards making sure I didn't bang my head.

"I warned you what would happen if you kept talking Rebecca. You need to know when to shut up."

He closed the boot before I could protest. I felt the car sag as he got back in and he started up and sped off again.

He was definitely a professional that was for sure. I felt disheartened and very pissed off. The back seat was much more comfortable than the boot.

After about half an hour I felt the car slow again and we pulled into yet another garage. I could hear the echo of the car as we pulled in.

Tony got out and was talking to some-one. A woman's voice.

"Why is she in the boot?" she asked.

"She wouldn't shut up. She's a feisty one for sure. You may struggle to control her," he replied.

"You know me Tony. I never struggle to control them. There's always the cellar if they misbehave."

I didn't like the sound of that.

The boot opened and I was helped out by Tony. He took the hand cuffs off.

"Well you're a pretty little thing aren't you," she patronised me. "I'm Izzy and I'll look after you during your stay."

"Charmed, I'm sure," I said.

She was middle aged and tall. She was quite non-descript except for her enormous tits. They looked like two water melons shoved up her shirt. She caught me looking.

"Oooh do you like them? They're all mine Rebecca," she was as matter of fact about it as I would have been.

I guessed she was the madame. She had a confidence about her. A bubbly personality, but a stern under tone.

"Have you swallowed two footballs?" I joked.

She laughed.

"Good sense of humour. I like that in a working girl," she said.

"Can you take it from here?" asked Tony walking back to his car.