Joanne's Fall Pt. 24 - The Finale

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"FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" Jo screamed as the third orgasm battered through her body.

"The fucking whore is cumming again!" The man behind her laughed.

He spanked her ass as Jo kept bouncing back on his cock, on his thick hard cock that was deep in her asshole.

"Get back on my cock, bitch." The man in front of her ordered.

Jo didn't know any of their names. They were just customers, but that didn't matter. There were six hard cocks here for her to please, and to Jo's own surprise, she was loving it all! She knew it was one of their birthdays, and to celebrate they ordered a prostitute to gang bang. Luckily for Jo, that was her.

With moans still escaping her lips, Jo leant forward and took the cock in front of her back down her throat.

"Mmmm!" Jo moaned.

The man fucking her asshole gripped her hips and took over control of fucking her, and the older woman found herself getting spit roasted yet again.

She had been there for over an hour, getting fucked in each hole by all six men. It was fucking amazing.

Jo was gripping the bedsheets as pleasure coursed throughout her body.

The cock in her mouth thrusted down her throat as the cock in her ass slammed into her bowels.

"Fuck, I'm getting close!" The man in her ass shouted.

"Don't cum yet!" Someone else told him. "We paid extra so we could coat this whore in cum!"

It was true. Like normal rules, they all wore condoms when fucking her, even her mouth. Sucking a cock with a condom on was still strange to Jo, but it was safer. However, she had agreed to let all six pull off their condoms at the end and cum over her for an extra £500.

The man in her ass pulled out, and Jo gave a sigh of disappointment. It wasn't for long though.

"Come ride me, bitch," One man ordered. "Let's make her airtight again."

Jo pulled the cock out of her mouth and turned to see the young, handsome man lying on his back smiling at her. It was a relief that all six were young, very attractive men with big cocks.

"Sounds good to me." Jo said and smiled, causing the rest of the men to laugh.

She straddled the guy on his back and impaled his thick cock into her gushing cunt. She only rode him for a few seconds before a cock pressed at her asshole. She leant forward and the rim of her ass stretched open, accepting it inside of her.

"Fuuucckiing hell!" Jo moaned. "I'm so fucking full of cock!"

The man below her slapped her big, fake tits and then grabbed them.

"You really do love it, don't you?" He laughed.

"Sooo fuucking much!!" Jo moaned as both holes had cocks balls deep in them.

"Get over here." another voice said.

Someone grabbed her blonde hair. The side that had been shaven was growing back but still noticeably shorter than the rest.

Her head was turned, and in a second, another cock was shoved down her throat, Jo just moaned and wrapped her thick lips around him.

"Fucking hell, I love these thick, fake lips." He moaned.

There she was, triple stuffed with cock and fucking loving it!

Her toned, fake tanned body shook as these white men fucked her. Her big, fake tits were still shaking, even though they were surgically enhanced, and her blonde hair was flying about as the cock fucked her mouth.

Feeling all three holes getting well and truly fucked forced a fourth mighty orgasm through the woman again.

Nearly another hour went on like this, but Jo couldn't cum again. In fact, she felt exhausted after the fourth orgasm and just let the men move her about and fuck her any way they wanted. After a while their faces all blurred into one. Not that it mattered, but Jo had no idea how many men she had sex with, but that's the job.

Eventually though, Jo was on her back, panting and moaning while six men stood over her wanking their big, thick cocks.

One by one they all pulled off their condoms, and Jo moaned at the sight.

What I'd do to just have them fuck me raw... but no, that's against the rules.

"Cum for me," Jo moaned and played with her big, fake tits. "Cover your whore in your thick, hot cum! Paint every inch of me with your cum!"

The first man moaned and started cumming, his cum striking along her face. She closed her eyes and moaned at the feel of warm, sticky cum landing on her cheeks, forehead, and lips.

Then warm cum hit her tits, and another shot landed on her stomach.

Over and over, cum landed all over her hot, naked body. Jo was still playing with her tits as they kept cumming, rubbing the cum into her tanned skin.

By the time they were done, Jo felt well and truly coated in a thick layer of cum as it dripped off her and onto the sheets.

"Fucking hell, two grand well spent." One of the lads chuckled.

Jo laughed as well and looked up as they started to put their clothes back on.

"Give us a call if you ever want to do that again." Jo said and flashed them a wink.

One by one they all left, and Jo regained her strength.

At least they splashed out for a nice hotel, She thought as she headed for the shower.

After showering, Jo put back on her black leather skirt, fishnet stockings, very open red shirt, and high heels before leaving the hotel.

Like always, Dwayne was in his car outside, and she got in before handing him the cash.

"Thanks," Jo said, swapping the money for a cigarette. "Sorry I took so long."

"Don't be. It's all good. How'd it go?" Dwayne asked.

"Same old. He was pretty easy though." Jo replied and then leant across to give him a kiss.

Dwayne started the car and drove as Jo smoked out of the window.

"You've been working a lot lately," Dwayne said. "Must have a nice little bit saved up?"

Jo kept looking out of the window, he doesn't know where my money is really going, She thought.

"Yeah, I'm doing alright." She told him.

"Still putting it all through the company?" Dwayne asked her.

"I am," She said, inhaling on the cigarette again. "Seems to be working so far."

"Just be careful," He warned Jo. "It's easy for us to put it through cash businesses, but you don't want to get looked into."

Jo paused, maybe I should just tell him? I can trust Dwayne... I think? But with this? No. It's too risky. Another few months, and I might be able to end it.

"I'll be careful, don't worry." Jo said.

After a fifteen minute drive, Dwayne pulled up to Jo's apartment, but as Jo went to say bye, Dwayne stopped her.

"You've been back now for a few months," He said, his tone very serious. "Why don't you just come live with us again? I know Suzy would love it."

Jo gave him a coy smile.

"Only Suzy?" She asked.

"Well, and me." He told her.

Jo couldn't stop the smile from taking over her face.

For someone who's a thug and practically my pimp, he can be such a sweet guy, she thought.

"I don't know," Jo told him. "If my son ever wants to visit me, I can't have him come stay at that place."

It was a fair argument, and one that Jo believed in, but she could tell that Dwayne wanted her back living with him.

"How's it going with your son? You've not seen him in a while." Dwayne said.

"It's... complicated," Jo replied. "I'll be seeing him and his dad this weekend for Tom's birthday."

Ever since Jo accidentally let slip on the phone, mentioning the basement, Tom had been distant. Jo feared that he somehow figured out it was her, but he hadn't said anything, so she just prayed that he wouldn't assume the whore he fucked was his own mother.

"Not going to want to get back with your ex, are you?" Dwayne laughed out.

"No worry about that," Jo said back. "That's over, for sure."

It seems so long ago now that I was married to Freddy, like it was a different life.

Jo leant across and gave Dwayne a kiss before reaching for the handle of the car.

"Jo, wait," Dwayne said. Jo turned and saw him staring at her. "I'm still sorry about what I did. You know that, right?"

"I know, Dwayne," She replied. It was the truth; she had 100% forgiven him.

"Jo, I..." Dwayne paused, and Jo wondered what he was about to say. "Jo, I love you."

What?

That was the last thing she expected him to say! This big, gangster thug who pimped her out was saying he loved her! Jo froze!

"Dwayne... I... I don't know if I can say that back." She told him.

"That's fine, I just thought you should know." He replied and kissed her again.

Jo went into her apartment, her head spinning as she sat down and lit another cigarette.

He loves me? First Michelle and now Dwayne, She thought. They can't love me. What is there to love?

Jo carried on smoking as she thought about it.

I don't know if I'm capable of love anymore. I've been with Michelle for so long, and even with her, I can't bring myself to say it. I like Michelle, and I really like Dwayne... but love... I don't think I'm worthy of that anymore. That's not me, that was Joanne, and Joanne doesn't exist anymore.

Jo relaxed for a few hours before going to do a shift at the strip club. All her money from whoring was going to the company and then to Claire. The bits that weren't went back to Jason, part of her plan.

So, the cash she made from the strip club was what she kept, and it was just about enough to afford rent and bare essentials.

Just a few more months... I hope.

A few days went by, and Jo either worked as a stripper, a prostitute or got used by Claire, Jason or both.

Eventually the weekend arrived, and Jo went out to meet her son and Freddy for Tom's birthday. She had decided to dress regularly in jeans and a t-shirt to meet them at a pub in the centre of town.

As Jo pulled up, she sprayed herself with perfume, not wanting anyone to smell the smoke on her clothes and headed inside.

When she walked in, she looked around but couldn't see Tom or Freddy anywhere until she heard her son's voice.

"Mum!" He shouted.

Jo turned and saw him walking towards her.

My son... who's fucked me. I've sucked his dick and fingered him.

"Tom!" Jo replied.

She gave her son a very awkward hug, and he barely even put his arms around her.

"It's erm, good to see you." He replied.

When he pulled back, she saw him glance at her chest. Even with a baggy t shirt on, her new fake tits were still obvious.

"Yes, I've missed you," she replied. There was a very long, very awkward pause. "Tom, listen, about when we spoke on the phone, about Ryan."

"It's fine, mum," He quickly shot back. "Just forget about it."

Jo nodded, hoping that ignoring the issue was the best idea.

"Is your dad here yet?" Jo asked him, fighting back her tears.

"Oh yeah, erm, listen, there's something you need to know," Tom said. "Dad he's... he's here with his new girlfriend."

Girlfriend?

Jo's heart sank. Sure, she wasn't in love with Freddy, but it still felt strange to know he had a new partner.

"He didn't tell me until last minute that he was bringing her." Tom explained.

"It's fine," Jo said, faking a smile. "I'm happy for him."

Tom gave a fake smile in reply and led Jo over to their table.

As Jo walked up, she saw them.

Freddy looked the same as always and next to him sat.... His girlfriend.

She had long brunette hair, and her body was thicker than most. She also wore a top that had some of her large cleavage on show. She looked... nice.

"Joanne." Freddy said when he spotted her and stood up.

"Hey." Jo replied awkwardly.

Freddy's girlfriend stood up and smiled.

"It's great to finally meet you," She said and reached out her hand, "I'm Sandra."

Freddy gave Jo an apologetic look.

"It's good to meet you, too." Jo politely replied and shook the curvy woman's hand.

They all sat down. Jo was seated next to Tom and opposite Sandra and Freddy.

"So, birthday boy," Sandra said, "What are you having? Wait, let me guess... mac and cheese?"

She knows his favourite meal? How many times have they seen each other?

Tom burst into laughter.

"Why break a habit of a lifetime, hey!" Tom replied.

"Well, I was thinking later," Sandra carried on speaking. "We could go look at new cars. You said yours has been playing up, right?"

"Oh, that would be amazing! Are you serious?" Tom replied.

"Well, we were talking about it," Freddy said, reaching over and holding Sandra's hand. "And we want to help you get a better, nicer car."

"That's so nice. Thank you, guys." Tom replied.

Jo stared at the three of them laughing together and smiling. She didn't even have a present for Tom, and she couldn't afford one.

"Will you excuse me," Jo said and stood up. "I need to use the bathroom."

She headed off and locked herself in a cubicle and burst into tears.

Buying him a car? Knowing his favourite food! That's my life! That should be me! Not this fat bitch! Why! Why did I have to fucking talk dirty to men online!! I fucking ruined everything... No. I didn't. It was them. Claire and Jason, they did this! They took everything from me!

Jo's sadness turned to rage.

She left the bathroom and saw the three of them laughing and chatting away, and she couldn't take it.

Running outside, Jo got into her car and drove away.

It wasn't ten minutes later when Freddy called her.

"Joanne, is everything okay?" He asked. "Sandra has been in the bathroom and said you weren't there? Are you driving?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling very well. I don't want you all to catch it." Jo told him.

"Joanne... I'm sorry about inviting Sandra," Freddy whispered to her. "I didn't want to upset you."

"It's fine," Jo told him and wiped a tear from her eye. "Don't worry about it."

There was a pause of silence for a moment.

"Are you still in trouble with those two?" He asked her.

"I need to go. Bye." Jo said and hung up on him.

"FUUUCK!" Jo screamed in the car as she drove.

That night, all Jo did was cry.

The next night.

There was a knock on Jo's door, and as she went to answer it, her pussy leaked.

"Hello, whore." Jason said with a smile and walked in.

"Hi, Master." Jo replied.

He just walked straight to her bedroom and took off his clothes. Jo didn't say anything. She got onto her knees, looked at this big, beautiful, black cock, and wrapped her thick lips around it.

"Mmmm." Jo moaned at the taste and the feel.

"Oh yeah, I needed this." Jason moaned.

Jo's pierced tongue was massaging the head of Jason's cock and tasting his delicious precum as she bobbed up and down.

Then she felt him grip her hair, and luckily the part that was shaved was growing back.

"Gllg! Gllg! Glg! Gllgg!" Jo gagged over and over as he shoved her mouth down on his cock.

His thick, black cock was hitting her throat over and over.

The longer this went on, the wetter Jo's pussy got.

When she was pulled back, she already had spit pouring down her chin.

"Get on the bed, you fucking cunt." He ordered.

Jo stripped down, got onto her hands and knees, and waited for her master to fuck her. She hated how horny she got with him, but his fucking was just too good.

He grabbed her hips and then pulled her arse cheeks apart.

In one, quick motion, Jason shoved his entire cock deep into Jo's arsehole.

"FUUUCCKK!" Jo shouted and moaned. "Fuck my arsehole, Master!"

"You like this, don't you, fucking whore!" Jason laughed as he fucked her arse. "Such a pathetic little cunt!"

"Yes Master!" Jo moaned back as Jason went fully into fucking her arse. "I'm a whore! A pathetic slag! I am what you made me!"

"Don't you ever fucking forget it!" He shouted.

Jason kept fucking Jo's arsehole, forcing a mighty orgasm from her before filling her up with cum.

When he pulled back, Jo felt it leaking out of her as she lay on the bed, panting for air.

"Here's money for the next bet." He said and threw it next to Jo's head.

"No problem." Jo told him, and then he left.

A few more weeks went by.

Jo was on her sofa, passionately making out with Michelle as their hands explored the other person's body.

Michelle's baby bump was massive by this point. She wasn't far off from labour, but that seemed to encourage her horniness.

Both of them were naked. Michelle grabbed at Jo's big, fake tits, and Jo mauled Michelle's massively grown tits from her pregnancy.

After a few minutes, Jo moaned as Michelle sunk down to her knees. She watched this beautiful, young, black woman spread Jo's legs and gently press her tongue against Jo's clit.

Jo's two hoop piercings on her pussy lips pressed against Michelle's tongue as she lovingly licked.

"Oh god, that feels so good." Jo moaned.

Jo loved the rough fucking she got from Dwayne... and Jason, and Claire... and most of her "clients". However, with Michelle it was always soft and gentle - loving.

The very regular occasions that Jo fucked Suzy were hot and steamy, as well. Jo was actually becoming a domme with her, but with Michelle, there was an intimate connection.

The two of them had both been through the same experience - owned, as well as mentally and physically tortured by Jason and Claire. Both were forced into lives neither of them wanted. Jo just felt bad that they were breeding Michelle, but this tragic story of theirs seemed to bring them closer together.

Michelle kept licking away at Jo's pussy, her soft, wet tongue working perfectly against Jo's throbbing clit.

The look of Michelle's dark, ebony skin between her legs always sent shivers down Jo's spine.

"Yes, finger me." Jo panted.

Michelle pressed two fingers deep into Jo's soaked pussy and licked a little faster.

Jo ran her fingers through Michelle's hair, and when she pulled it to the side, she could see the multiple tattoos that their owners had given to her. All the tattoos were along the same lines.

"Owned Whore", "Slave", "Dirty Slut".

Jo was grateful that none of hers were particularly on show, but Claire and Jason didn't seem to have a problem with doing that to Michelle. No matter what Michelle did, there was no way to hide that she was a slave.

"Ooooh goooodddd yeeeesss!" Jo moaned as she orgasmed from Michelle's tongue.

After that Michelle took Jo's position on the sofa, and Jo went between her black legs. She looked up past the large baby bump before delving into her sweet, black pussy.

"Mmmm." Jo moaned at the delicious taste.

She ran her wet tongue up and down Michelle's lips, flicking at her clit before fingering her.

It wasn't long until Michelle was cumming from Jo's tongue.

When they were both done, the two went into Jo's bedroom and laid together naked. Jo held Michelle in her arms, and their bodies warmed each other.

"I love you." Michelle whispered.

Jo wanted to say it back. She didn't feel it, but she wanted to make Michelle happy... but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Can't be long now?" Jo asked and rubbed Michelle's large pregnant belly.

"Any day, I guess." Michelle replied.

"How are you feeling?" Jo asked her.

"Fine. I try not to think about how I've been bred for them." Michelle said.

--

The next day... Jo got a text from Claire and Jason that Michelle had gone into labour. They told Jo that they wouldn't be seeing her for a few days until they got settled with the baby.

Jo hated the fact that they forced Michelle to be bred and go through pregnancy and labour just for Claire and Jason to raise the baby as their own.

--

It wasn't until two weeks later that Jo was ordered to Claire and Jason's house. When she arrived, baby items were scattered about the house, but there was no sight of Michelle.

"Whore, how've you been?" They asked.

"Erm, good," Jo replied, "Where's Michelle?"

Jason put his arm around Jo's shoulder and smiled.

"The black slave is in the other room, looking after our daughter." Her told her.