Lilith Ch. 05

Lilith Ch 5

Everyone made it home safe and sound, more or less. Many of the woman, especially those in Alice's close circle who had partied particularly hard spent much or all of the next day recovering. Most of them were satisfied with their experience and the money they had made.

Ned and Deon worked out the bonus situation. While William and Lilith thought that merit shares were the best plan, largely since Lilith had fucked the highest percentage of the cocks on offer, the consensus was that a weighted but fair split atop the base rate per role, was the way to go and would keep talent available in the event of a repeat. Both Ned and Deon felt that there were several 'ladies' that they missed out on that they would love to bang sometime in the future. Ned had never gotten to have Char even suck his cock. He spoke to Alice, and she gave him the green light for a threesome with Char and Tiffany if he could swing it. Or even Becky if she was interested in her husband. 20% of the bonus pool was held back pending the results of the male participant survey.

Lilith ended up making a little over 8000 which made her happy since she had no way of counting the orgasms she had, and the drug experience was almost everything she had hoped for. The only disappointment was the smack, as she explained to William, Alice and Ned over breakfast. The high was nice but the way it desensitized her and interfered with her orgasms was a bigger problem than any risk of addiction. She would indulge in the stimulants again in a heartbeat but maybe not the dope. Her chief worries were the flu like symptoms she was experiencing. And how they could safely smuggle a supply of the meth and coke powder home and how long it would take her abused clitty to recover.

Alice told her that the 'flu' was opioid withdrawal. "It gets worse every time you use."

"That won't be a problem for me. You needn't worry about me ending up like Bitch."

She took her husband's hand and squeezed it affectionately. William grumbled that if she had gotten her merit share, they would have made an extra 1000 at least. Ned had explained the reasoning and formula they used but William didn't care about strippers and cocksuckers getting a bonus, only about what they would take home. Fuck everybody else. His wife Lilith was a star, queen of the sluts, and deserved that recognition of her royal standing.

Becky had only drunk sparingly and done no drugs. It had been a long day, but she was up at her usual time. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Just before she called Alice to make sure everyone was OK, she got a 911 text. 'Bitch is in the hospital.'

After Becky responded Alice set up a video conference call with her guests plus Olivia, Becky, Tammy and Deon on remote. Olivia was in the hospital waiting area and explained. "Bitch has been staying with me at my place, sleeping on my couch. When we got home, Karen wanted to sleep with me and cuddle in my bed, but she refused to shower. We argued, she pouted, I finally fell asleep alone, and she snuck out. I got up to pee and realized she was gone. I dressed and went out looking for her. When I got to one of her usual spots there was an ambulance taking her away on a stretcher. She was alive but out of it. I told them I was her friend and roommate, and they gave me a ride to the ER."

Olivia continued, "It took two rounds of Narcan to bring her back. She was disoriented and pissed and started punching, scratching, and biting like a cornered stray. Right now, she is in restraints and trying to convince them to let her go. Her doctor wants to hold her for a 72-hour detox and in case the Narcan wears off." Olivia was walking down a hall and into a room. Turning the phone so everyone could see her friend behind her.

Bitch almost sounded rational as she explained. "You don't need to keep me locked up and tied down. Will you free my hands if I promise to behave?" She gave the nurse a sweet little disarming grin, the nurse frowned. "I am sorry Karen, doctor's orders, we will see how you are doing when your hold expires."

Bitch's sober moods were always mercurial. None of her friends were surprised when she exploded and hissed like a cat, "I told you nurse Cratchit my name is Bitch. I want to talk to my father! He will get me out of here. He is an important man. Very important. You will see. If you don't listen to me... " She started to rant and ramble.

"Wratched. It is nurse Wratched you little c... Karen. That is what it says on your records. I know who your Daddy is. You are a frequent flier here and almost died this time. Nothing you say will convince any of us to let you go. If Daddy wants you out, it will only be to transfer you to a rehab facility with a court order." The nurse replied acerbically.

"They already tried rehab Nurse Wretched. Just fuck off and let me talk to my girl here." The nurse scowled at her and then tried to turn it into a smile as she made some notes on a tablet.

Everybody on the call got a pretty good Idea of how things were going. Not great. Olivia sat on the edge of the bed and held the phone so they could see them both. They had all seen for themselves what she, Olivia, was up against.

Olivia moved in close, so they were both in view but favoring Bitch, at their end of the call. Everyone said something like 'Hey Bitch, how are you doing?'

Becky who hardly knew her said, "Bitch, give the nurse a break, she is only doing her job and wants to help you."

Bitch flared back, "Fuck her in her tight fat ass, Who the fuck are you?"

"I am Becky, a friend of Alice's, we met last night."

"Yah sure. Fuck you too."

Olivia put her arm around Karen, "Bitch would it kill you to be civil to your friends?"

"It might." Bitch giggled evilly.

Deon cut in, "Bitch, you fucked up. Olivia was supposed to keep you out of trouble so you wouldn't end up like this again. This is the fourth time. The nurse is right, you are a frequent flier, and that doesn't qualify you for a gold membership card. You are lucky you are there in a nice warm bed. They could have transferred you to the county lockup or the morgue."

Olivia looked at Bitch and asked, "Why did you run off? You knew you weren't supposed to."

"All I know is you hurt my feelings. You told me I stink. I needed something to feel better."

Olivia's voice turned high pitched and quarrelsome. "So, this is my fault? Because I asked you to shower? I had just put on clean sheets."

Bitch sneered, "La dee da! Clean sheets! So now you think you are better than me too?"

Deon bellowed, "Enough! Stop! Both of you shut the fuck up!"

Bitch sputtered and sat sullenly glaring at Olivia, the phone, the nurse. If her hands were free, she would have crossed her arms and pouted like the spoiled child she was. Olivia sighed. "I didn't sleep enough last night. Can I go home?"

Bitch grumbled, "Sure. Leave me in this hell hole."

Alice tried to mollify her friend. "Livia, sure. I will be there soon. Just make sure Karen tells them it is OK for me to visit. "

This satisfied Olivia but set Bitch off again, "I told you don't call me Karen, Mom!"

Alice didn't let that phase her, but it did sting. She would never be a real mom. "See you soon." She said cheerfully and went to get dressed. Leaving her phone and the argument behind.

At the risk of setting her off again, Becky asked in a very calm reasonable tone. "Bitch is there anything we can bring you?"

Bitch grinned, "Do I know you? Oh, yah. Fuck off. I could use a bump though."

Olivia was still there, since Bitch was in no position to hold a phone. Olivia chided her gently, "Sweetie, can you at least try to be nice? A bump might kill you or get one of us arrested. Don't you care?"

"Should I? Care!? Let's get it over with, finish me."

"Bitch, don't think like that or talk like that. If the doctor thinks you are a danger to yourself or others, he will never let you go." Becky tried to explain.

"Maybe if I fuck him, I can change his mind." Bitch said. Olivia mused, Good Idea, men will usually do almost anything for sex. It might be worth a try if she can get nim alone.

Olivia sighed heavily as Alice rejoined the call. "Can I go?"

"Sure. I will be 30 minutes, don't wait for me. Go and get some sleep. You look exhausted."

She ended the call and headed out the door. When Alice arrived Olivia was gone but she was allowed to see Bitch, who was sleeping. She introduced herself to Nurse Wratched. "Is there anything we can do for her?"

"Does she have any family who will still speak to her? She needs to be reminded that there is more to life than the next hit."

Alice confided, "She was sexually abused by her father since she hit puberty, they only have occasional contact now, and then only when he wants to fuck her. She has no other siblings or family that I know of. It has been a struggle for her friends to keep her alive for the last few months. She is pretty fucked up and self-destructive. Sorry."

Nurse Wratched, who wasn't a totally unfeeling monster, looked sad and sighed. "Here is a little good news. Our top addiction nurse is due back tomorrow and will be taking over Karen's care. Do you think you could arrange for some friends to visit her? Maybe cheer her up? Show her that people care about her?"

"Yes, I know a couple of cool heads who can help out with a visit. Women who understand her situation."

Happy home.

Tammy was sore and exhausted again. Denny got the girls off to school and daycare and then brought her coffee. Tammy asked, "Taking the day off Denn?"

"Nope. Just going in late. Need anything?"

"Let me drink my coffee and I will be down in a few minutes."

Tammy was sore but not nearly as bad as last time. She took some OTC pain meds, got up, showered and dressed.

"Hey babes." she greeted Denny when she came down. "What are you doing today?"

"Now that the event is over, Ned has shifted me to foreman on a big remodeling project. I might be late getting home this week. You?"

"I am stiff again, though not as bad as last time. I think I need a little yoga and then maybe some shopping. Plus, I have some thinking to do."

Denny slid in behind her and put his hands on her tits and kissed her neck. "Thinking about what?"

Tammy giggled and squirmed as he tickled her, "Oh you know, little things like what to do next with my life."

Denny squeezed her nipples hard and she moaned. "All you have to do is what I tell you to do." Tammy turned in his arms and grabbed his package. Denny stepped back, slipped out of her grasp and said, "No time, I am already late. Later babe."

Tammy pouted, "Then why tease me?"

"Because I can. And I want you thinking about me."

"Bastard!" Denny left and Tammy poured another cup of coffee, she heard the door close, and his truck pull away and she sighed, she found the laptop and spent some time jilling off. Her fun was interrupted by the uncomfortable zoom call. When that was done, she found the puddle of gype had dripped out of her and stained the chair. She carried on a while longer to restore her mood. Her fingers smelled strongly of semen, and she licked them clean, switching to using her other hand while she licked. Look at me. I am ambidextrous.

The plot thickens.

The next afternoon Alice recruited Olivia, Becky, Tammy and Lilith to visit with Bitch and her nurse / therapist. Men were too scolding. She didn't even mention the trip to Deon and Ned. Becky asked," Why me, I hardly know Bitch, you four should go."

Alice begged, "We are going. Please come, Becky? You are the most levelheaded and empathic slut I know."

"But I have never done drugs, I can't empathize with her hungers."

"But you are the only whore I know who has a life and you have been able to balance on the knife's edge. Please? Do it for Bitch. Let her know there is light at the end of a tunnel." Becky thought, That light still might be an oncoming train. With the sexual tension with my own daughter at home I am hardly mother of the year. What the fuck, I might learn something or be able to help Karen. Aloud she said, "OK. I will go. I will meet you at the hospital coffee shop."

Becky was waiting when Alice, Olivia, Tammy, and Lilith arrived. They all looked pretty good, considering what they had been up to less than 48 hours ago. They were finishing their coffee after some idle chit chat about the event when Becky sighed heavily, "Time to face the lion in its den."

They were met at the security desk by Ellie, Bitch's new nurse.

Lilith seemed a little on edge. Ellie had questions. "I understand that Karen is a prostitute and a repeat offender junky. Are any of you Junky whores too? Planning on slipping her any drugs? Please finish your drinks, you aren't allowed to bring them into her room or touch her."

Olivia spoke up, "We are all whores but not currently using."

Ellie looked at each woman with kind yet piercing eyes and they nodded agreement with Olivia's statement. Her gaze lingered on Lilith, "Are you sure Lilith? You seem nervous."

"It has just been a busy week, and I am heading home to London in a few of days. I am just concerned about Bitch and want to see her squared away before my husband and I leave." As she frowned, And should I tell you I think I fucked your fiancé?

"Fair enough. Let's go and talk to your friend."

Bitch was eating breakfast under the supervision of a largish male orderly. One hand free to feed herself she looked better than she had in quite a while. Bitch had always had a baby face, even as drawn and haggard as she was after her OD, she still looked barely twenty, not pushing thirty. This was one of the things that attracted her father and friends so much, evil perverts.

Ellie had the ladies wait outside the room and said, "LaShawn, Any trouble?"

LaShawn grinned ruefully, "Not so far, other than offering me oral sex to sneak her in some meth."

Bitch looked up and scowled at him, "LaShawn that was our little secret, I didn't take you for a snitch."

Bitch finished her last bite, and LaShawn removed her tray and cuffed her wrist again. "I'm not a snitch. I am only trying to do my job and look out for the patients. Trying to help you get well."

Ellie Smiled at Bitch, "Karen, some friends are here to visit you."

As the ladies walked in, Bitch corrected her, "I have told you once already! My name's Bitch!"

As a Brit, Lilith giggled at the Monty Python reference. And replied, "No you didn't."

The remark confused Bitch, and Ellie tried to smooth things over, "Ms. Bitch. Alice, Olivia, Lilith, Tammy, and Becky are here to see how you are doing. They went out of their way to come and make sure you were OK. I know this is hard for you to appreciate but they care about you."

Bitch shook her arms to clank the chains, "Just Dandy. This bondage scene is weak. At least Daddy would fuck me after he tied me up. And I don't like this methadone. They aren't giving me enough."

There was only one chair and Lilith sat while the others stood. Becky put a calming hand on Karen's forearm and Bitch snapped. "Who the fuck are you, cunt? Get off me!"

Ellie said firmly, "Becky, no touching, please."

Olivia, as Bitch's closest 'friend' stepped up and removed Becky's hand. "Baby, we are here to help and make sure you are going to make it this time. In the next couple of days, you will be moved to rehab and won't be able to have visitors for the first month."

Ellie spoke up. "Not even a phone call. So, make the most of this visit."

Bitch growled, "I know how it works. I have been through rehab three times. As soon as I am out, I will just get high again."

Ellie looked concerned. "Is that right?"

Olivia answered her. "Bitch is one fucked up woman. She loves dope more than any junky I know who is still breathing. I don't know how we have kept her alive this long or why we try."

Tears were welling up in Becky's eyes, "Because you are her friend, and you love her even if she is fucked up."

Becky asked Bitch directly, "Is this because of the incest? Or is there another reason."

Bitch struggled to think, "Incest? You mean dear old Daddy and his friends? I have done everything I can to forget. I floated through high school on a cloud of pot smoke.

Ellie asked, "Would you like to talk about it?"

"Fuck no! I want to get high, so I don't have to remember. When I am high, I am the high priestess of cum. A sleeve for anyone and everyone. Fuck meat. Nothing matters. No act is too gross. I love it all. Just let me out of here."

Ellie was as distressed as Bitch but pushed the matter. "Maybe you will feel better if you tell me and your friends what happened. Face your fears, maybe get past some of it."

Bitch slumped in defeat, "OK cunt, here goes. Mom and Dad were from so-called good families and got married to form a dynasty. Mom was a little meek mouse and Dad a larger-than-life asshole with plenty of 'appetites.' Once I was born Mom didn't bounce back the way a socialite should have. She put on weight and started drinking to dull the pain, what they used to call the baby blues, postpartum depression probably. I gather most of this from reading her secret diary that I found after she died. We had servants, I had a nanny, so I didn't realize that she was a drunk until my preteen years when she fell down the stairs multiple times. Mostly when trying to escape my father's need to bugger her. If daddy had more normal appetites maybe I would have had a brother or sister. Someone to lean on. Mom became a shrew and started supplementing the booze with pain pills for back pain from the falls. One weekend was just too much and her maid found her dead in her bed in the morning. Dad focused his attention on my nanny, Ingrid. As I neared adolescence Ingrid couldn't take it either and fled. Over the next year, my dear Daddy went through a series of 'Aunts' who were his inhouse whores. Great role models for his young daughter. Word got out that he wasn't a very nice date, when he couldn't make that work, he turned his attention to me. I guess you can get used to anything if you don't know any better and if you self-medicate. I was going to an expensive prep school and did well. For classes that I couldn't master I got good grades by providing teachers with favors. I never did manage to climb the rope, but I did manage to pass by being 'nice' to the female gym teacher. Finally, 'Daddy' found out that I was the 'prep school Lolita' and blew up at me. 'Do you have any idea how this makes me look? You stupid little cunt!' He railed as he slapped me around my pink bedroom. He had a temper, so I could see how he couldn't keep a mistress. 'You will do as I say. Behave like a lady! That's an order!' I was a cocky little bitch, so I taunted him, 'Good! I will try, but make no guarantees.' His backhand knocked me out. Not even Deon can hit like my Dad."

Six women stared with their mouths open. Through tears Becky asked, "How did you become a junky?"

Bitch took a deep breath, "Welllll... I used weed to muddle through home and school, after graduation I turned eighteen, I took the money I had been saving and left. I knew Daddy would send someone looking for me, so I dyed my hair blonde and disappeared into the streetwalker scene. I was drunk and stoned one night when one of my corner mates introduced me to meth and blow. The next week it was smack, and I was in love. The drugs made me the best skank whore I could be and helped me forget how I got there. I was the girl who NEVER said NO! Not to anything. I still don't."

Olivia asked, "How did you re-connect with your father?"

Bitch giggled, "One of my cousins picked me up because his wife wouldn't take it up the shitter. I didn't think he recognized me, but he ratted me out and a couple days later one of Daddy's 'drivers' found me and dragged me home. I warned Daddy that he 'better use a condom' but he laughed, 'That would ruin it for me. I want you to feel me fill you, so you know how much we have missed each other.' My revenge was to give Daddy the clap. After he and I got treated, he tried to pay me to move back home and get clean, but I couldn't. Too many bad memories. My Mom's last diary entry read. 'That little Bitch, Karen, is seducing her father. Fuck that little Bitch she can have him. I will show them both.'

Ellie placed a comforting hand on Bitch's forearm. "That is a heavy burden to carry. Have you ever tried therapy? Can we get you clean and give it a try? Would you try for your friends? We all actually care about you Karen."

Bitch was laughing but then bristled at the use of her given name, "Bitch! Do I have a choice? It has been tried and failed three times before. Smack is my best friend and only refuge from my past. Why do you people insist on taking that away from me?"

The only thing Bitch could do now was to rock on the bed and softly sing the Stones song, "Help me sister morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams."

Ellie asked Bitch's friends to come to her office to talk privately. The somber group walked down the hall and around the corner before crowding into an office with only two guest chairs. Ellie sat behind her desk. "I want to do right by your friend, she has had a rough life. Part of my job is to try and sort out the lost causes from people who have a better than even chance of being cured. Karen doesn't want to be cured, but she is intelligent and clever. That is obvious, at least to me. She has been victimized by her father and deserves a chance. I think she can be reasoned with. There isn't anything out in the straight world for her, no family, no children not even a boyfriend, no goals or aspirations. She needs something to want to live for."

Becky found this whole scene to be soul crushing and began to cry. "There must be something we can do? Something I can do."

Ellie, looked sympathetic and said, "Please don't go there. Some people are just lost. Maybe lost causes. I have seen this too many times before. Try not to invest too much in what may well be an inevitable loss. Protect yourself. That being said, I think with proper motivation and counselling Karen has a chance. She certainly has some fire left in her soul." She glanced at the picture on her desk.

Becky wiped her eyes and replied, "If you knew me you would know I can't do that, I Can't give up on her. I have two kids just a few years younger than Karen. She was someone's beloved child once. This sucks. It just does."

Olivia spoke up, "Bitch isn't a bad person. She is kind and gives good service when she is working. But you are right she would rather suppress her memories than try to face them sober. She doesn't have much of a support system, no siblings or other family she can rely on. To be honest, from what I have seen and learned, they would probably rather see her OD than become more of an embarrassment. Her father is a monster, I saw him in action a while ago, her cousin is a John, a client who is a snitch it seems. I don't know. I have been trying to help her, but she is a hard case. She can be a handful. In an orgy situation she can hold her own no matter what happens, but she has proven to be a less than reliable roommate."

Ellie continued with what sounded like a pitch she had recited many times. "If she gets clean, she will need friends to help her remain sober." Looking directly at Lilith and Becky. "Can either of you take care of her?"

Lilith stepped back a pace, eyes fixed on a picture on Ellie's desk. Ellie and Justin at the beach somewhere tropical. She said nervously, "I am flying home to London at the end of the week, don't look at me. I am more of a home wrecker than a nurturer and home maker."

Becky looked sad and blushed as the focus shifted to her. "I would love to help if I could, but... I have a complex home life and a family of four to consider. If things were different, I would be willing. I have never done drugs and don't know any junkies well, so I wouldn't even know what to look for. Perhaps Alice can take her in, she has no kids and is well aware of Karen's issues."

Ellie noticed Lilith staring at her picture. "That is my fiancé, Justin. Taken the day we got engaged. We met here in this hospital."

"Very handsome man. He looks sweet. You are lucky." Lilith was so sated from the orgy that she wasn't feeling the least bit catty. She examined and rejected the idea of revealing her tryst with Justine.

Ellie's mood brightened. "Justin is all a woman could hope for, I just got back from a conference, and he had our place filled with roses when he brought me home from the airport. He has had a rough romantic life, but he really seems to have turned things around."

Lilith continued the side conversation. "My husband is hardly the romantic type, perhaps Justin can give him some pointers."

Ellie continued to gush, "He could. When we got home, we showered together and then made love. He seemed inspired. I just guess he missed me more than I thought he would. Then he made me a lovely dinner. He pleasured me, always having a secret little grin that made me wet wondering what he was thinking. But enough about my perfect life. What are we going to do for Karen? Perhaps Alice, you can commit to helping her after treatment, before we ship Karen off to rehab. You know, give Karen something to look forward to. She needs a goal."

Alice dragged her gaze away from the picture on the desk, "Let me talk it over with my husband, I can't speak for him on such a huge decision. One word of advice. Stop calling Bitch Karen, it only pisses her off and alienates her more. From her story it seems her mother gave her that nickname as her dying gift."

Ellie took everyone's contact info and handed out her cards to them all. Lilith tucked it safely into her clutch. This could come in handy. I wonder if Justin misses me. Inspired? You have me to thank for that. I will stay out of it, maybe he will come clean.

Slut conference.

They headed back to Bitch's room. Ellie sighed, as they walked into the room. "Bitch, it is time for your meds. Also, Alice is going to talk to her husband about helping you after detox."

Bitch grinned, "Yes. Alice is my girl. It will be good to hang with her." Bitch got a faraway look in her eye and sighed. "Livia, I am sorry I gave you such trouble. When I get out, if Alice says no, can I stay with you again? I am sorry I fucked up. I really am. Sorry I have been such a bitch, but you know..."

Olivia tittered, "Don't toy with me, that's just the partial sobriety talking. But yes. I am your friend. We can live together again. Just shower and stay clean so I don't have to smell you or worry about you. I want a life too."

Becky announced, "I am hungry, Lunch?" Once they were on the elevator, "I really need a drink too, I know a place that has both good food and excellent cocktails."

At the restaurant Becky started with her usual Manhattan while Lilith decided to try the house Old Fashioned. The group of sluts tried idle chit chat and to talk about mundane things ignoring the elephant in the room. By the time round two was ordered and they had placed their food order, the consensus was that everybody was ready to discuss the problem.

Becky took charge, "I don't know if I have enough info to make an informed decision, but I think we should and could save Karen if we invest the effort."

Alice and Olivia had seen their share of junkies and Bitch at her worst and were of the opinion that they should cut their losses and leave Bitch to the system.

Becky and Lilith were a little more sympathetic and optimistic. Becky lobbied for Bitch, "Yes she is royally fucked up, but we owe it to her to try."

Alice countered with, "We don't owe her anything. As a group, Me, Livia, Ned, and even Deon have not turned her into what she is. Maybe we provided her with drugs and opportunities to degrade herself, BUT her fall started long ago. I won't own that. I am ready to let her go. Friend or not. You see how she is, she is a wild thing caught in a snare she can't escape. You can hardly get a civil word out of Bitch. I wish I saw some hope for her, but I don't. Her biggest value to society is as a cautionary example."

Becky was appalled, "That is SO cold!" Thinking, Of course, you have never had a child so you can't empathize. But she held her tongue.

Tammy commented, "I can't imagine what her life was really like. My family and friends would call on Jesus to help her. Maybe we should pray for her. I know I will."

Lilith picked up on that. "Confession always helps me. Even if it only helps me to sin more. Are there any church groups here that help in recovery? Like an AA program?"

They kicked that around for a little.

Finally, they left it with Olivia and Alice on one side, Tammy thinking Bitch needed the Lord, while Lilith sided with Becky mostly because she never had many female friends and could also understand to a degree Bitch's need for drugs. Even though she had decided she didn't like the effects, something in her hungered to try smack again. Take another shot.

Becky sighed heavily, "I suppose that with her closest friends abandoning her and Lilith leaving the country, this falls on me and Tammy. I am going to have to talk to Rex about it, I guess we have at least a month to decide if we are in or out. Change of subject Alice, Lilith what was with you two and Ellie's fiancé Justin? I could tell you recognized him from somewhere."

Alice laughed wickedly and Lilith looked guilty. "Yes, we did recognize him, I picked him up in a bar last week and he flogged and sodomized me. After a little instruction he turned out to be a very enjoyable bed partner." Lilith proceeded to tell the four other women all about her dream date, in graphic detail. Including the note she left him. "Once Ellie told us about her homecoming, I decided against dropping a bomb on her. She is a very nice woman and an exemplary human being, so I kept my mouth shut. I am glad to see that Justin took my advice." Although I want to see him again. I mustn't.

Becky took it all in and her opinion of Lilith the pain slut went up a couple notches. They had eaten and had enough to drink so Becky suggested that they each go about their business. Olivia commenting, "Good, I have to get home and get ready to make some more money tonight."

After lunch, Alice mused. Typical Becky. I wish I knew how she does it. Always happy, always full of energy, I hate her. Alice chuckled to herself. Don't be a bitch. Leave that to Karen. I wish we hadn't mentioned to Bitch that Olivia and I would be there for her, not after this discussion. Not to worry, she probably won't remember in a month.

Praise Jesus.

Tammy went to church the next day and prayed for Bitch. It was strange to ask the lord to save a fallen woman named 'Bitch'. So, she vowed to only think of her as Karen. Please infinite loving Jesus, help my friend Karen!

She narrowly avoided Nadine who was running a table asking for volunteers. "Help us stop the scourge of opioid addiction by saving the victims through Jesus!" Tammy snuck out not unnoticed but not accosted either. She was on a schedule. She was meeting Hog at 130.

Tammy walked in the shop. Hog's assistant, Beth, recognized her and grinning announced, "Boss your 1:30 special client is here."

Hog came out to greet Tammy. "Hey Mama, ready to take a walk on the wild side?" Tammy pulled down the front of her yoga pants to reveal the word SLUT on her mons as they walked into his private office. Hog locked the door behind them. Tammy's twat had been tingling, now it went into overdrive and her heart rate increased.

"I thought this was wild." She giggled like a nervous schoolgirl.

"It is for most, but I have something special for you." Tammy raised a questioning eyebrow, and he continued. "A brand-new tattoo technique using gold leaf. It is very unique."

"As long as it is safe."

"I wouldn't suggest it if it wasn't. But I am the only artist in the city able to do it and your tat will be one of a kind."

Tammy looked thoughtful. "Is it expensive?"

"Materials are expensive but I will do it for cost provided you tell anyone who asks that I did the work. And... Damn I have missed that ass."

Tammy was faced with a conundrum. She hadn't asked Denny permission to fuck Hog today, but he was busy with the kids and she didn't want to bother him. She took a deep breath and slipped into the big man's arms. "Yes Hog, anything you want. I have another favor, will you be my side piece? My backdoor man?"

Hog slid a beefy paw down her back. Finding the top of her yoga pants he wiggled his fingers into her crack, down past her stink star and around to her wet lips. He then invaded her shitter with those slippery digits. Tammy moaned. Becky was right, I couldn't help but cheat on Denny. This is wrong but it feels so good. Denny can never know. She found Hog's mouth and kissed him deeply. Hog stuck his dirty wet fingers into the corner of her mouth. She sucked them clean which prompted her to drop to her knees and release his cock. She circled his plum with her tongue and delighted in the taste and smell of the man. "Your husband is a lucky man." Hog groaned.

Tammy stiffened and moaned, "Can we not talk about him while I am cheating on him?"

"Cheating? I thought you had his permission."

"I do, sort of. I will tell you later. Now throat fuck me." Hog placed his hands on her ears and flexed his glutes so his cock slide easily into her open mouth and down her throat. Tammy hummed her enjoyment. Maybe that is why this is called a hummer.

As Hog got close, he paced himself and pulled out of her mouth. "Lay on your back at the end of the bench." Tammy was out of her clothes in a second. Pussy at the end of the bench, legs high in the air. "Tamm. I am going to do something I have never done with a client." He dropped to his knees and buried his face in her vulva. Tammy moaned loudly enough to be heard up front.

She rocked her pelvis to wipe her clit on his face pausing at his mouth so he could suck that clit. "That's it, Babe. Suck it. It loves to be sucked. Harder. HARDER!" Tammy creamed on his mouth and squirted down his chin. "That was good, thank you sir." Hog let out a deep rumbling chuckle. Tammy purred like a cat in heat. As Hog rose, she asked, "Do you want me to turn over?"

"No. Stay like that, I want to see your face and watch your tits bounce while I fuck you." He entered her balls deep and smiled. He was mashing his pubic bone against her clit and she started panting and came again. She grabbed her nipples and lifted her tits, smiling. Hog was treated to the view of compression ripples running up her body and causing her massive jugs to slosh and ripple like a full pool during an earthquake. "Ready for more?" Hog asked. Tammy just smiled and nodded 'yes'.

Hog pulled out and directed his crown to her anus. "Pull your legs back as far as you can." Hog found her starfish surrounded by red flames and easily slipped his wet python deep into her body.

Tammy groaned, "Fuck that's big!" As he drilled her, she started to pant and grunted, "Fuck yes. Just like that wreck me! Fuck my whore ass!"

Hog picked up the pace and they ended by cumming simultaneously. "OH God that felt good. Hog I L..." she let her voice trail off and lamented. Oh Denny. I am so sorry. How could I be such a filthy slut. How could I even think I love Hog. Oh God, what have I done now?

Hog noticed the slip and the guilty look on Tammy's face, "Don't cry little lady. I should have warned you I was irresistible."

Tammy cleaned him up and they toasted with shots of Tequila. Hog had her sit in the padded chair with her bottoms on and top off while he went to work. "How big do you want this cross?"

Tammy looked thoughtful. "I don't know. Maybe a hand?" Holding up her hand, fingers together. Hog traced out his idea. It would be a 3d shaded view with gold highlights and beams emanating from the heart of the cross. He held up a mirror so she could see. "That's perfect. Do it."

Hog went to work. It took an hour for the traditional ink and another hour for the gold leaf. "Done!" he wrapped her in plastic. "Darlin' follow the usual instructions except, when the plastic comes off pull it down instead of out and apply some antibiotic ointment. Once it is healed use an SPF 40 sunscreen when you go out or a top that covers." Tammy grinned. Why would I cover up this beautiful art?

Hog went to the door. "Beth are you ready for Tammy? She is getting the 25 millimeter gold nipple rings. The ones with the hidden closures. Tammy walked out of the room topless and Beth directed her to another chair. There was a guy and a girl sitting in the waiting area. When Tammy saw them, she added some extra swagger and turned so they could admire her new tat. "Tammy, that is Susie and Tommy, friends of mine. Tommy wants Susie to get her nipples pierced but she is afraid of the pain. Do you mind if they watch?"

"Not at all, Nice to meet you Susie, Tommy. It's all right to come closer. As you can see, I am not modest. Tammy flashed her secret smile. At least not anymore. Not now that I am a slut who has had 20 cocks up her ass.

Beth cleaned her nipples with antiseptic and then some topical anesthetic. She grabbed the left nipple with a weird clamp with a loop at each end. Holding the nipple firmly and stretched out she forced a large bore needle through Tammy's nipple and then futzed a little to remove the clamp before threading the gold hoop over the needle and through the hole. The right nipple was done just as easily. Tammy smiled at Beth, "Thanks for your expert work." Tammy looked at Susie. "See nothing to it. Are you ready to get yours done?"

Susie winced, "When the needle went through, I thought I was going to pass out. You didn't even flinch. I can't believe how brave you were."

"Not brave, just a mother who launched three babies out of her coochie. The first kid REALLY hurt. This was nothing by comparison."

Susie looked dubious, "If you say so. I don't know if I should, I don't have tits like yours. They are mosquito bites."

Tammy was feeling playful, "Let's see, whip 'em out. I showed you mine."

Under pressure from Tommy the young woman unbuttoned her blouse. Not wearing a bra, her barely A cups were nothing more than a slight swelling on her pecs. "See I got nothing."

Tammy tried to bolster her self-esteem. "Don't say that, you have great nipples. Having a pair of barbell studs showing through a tight top will have men staring. Maybe wondering if they have a chance to get in your panties. Sorry Tommy. Even flat chested girls with pierced nipples make good tips stripping. It is all about attitude. Try not to be so mousey. At least you don't have back problems from needing a crane to get into a bra."

Susie smiled while Tommy looked like he had something to say. "I have never met a mother like you. What does your husband say about all this." He waved his hand indicating her chest.

"He loves me, and I love him. I am a good wife and take care of his needs every day. It works."

Hog stood at the door to his room and beckoned Tammy. She followed him to retrieve her top, he closed the door behind her. He handed her a vial of white powder. "Those piercings are going to be really sore in a day or two. Put a little of this on and rotate the hoops to ease the pain. And keep them clean. No nipple sexual activity until a week after they stop hurting."

Hog helped her on with her shirt and she stood on tiptoes to kiss him. "What do I owe you?"

"Nothing now, take me to lunch tomorrow and tell me how things are going with your man. Also, if I get lonely and start to miss you. Will you come see me if I call?" Tammy smiled and nodded.

When Tammy got home, Denny was impressed. He couldn't decide if it was the nipple rings or the cross that he liked the best. "Thinking about those rings when you heal is making me hard but the gold in that tattoo is amazing and impressive. Even the ink in the nongold parts is masterfully done. I have never seen anything like it."

"In your vast experience with tattooed ladies?"

"I know a few. Your friends will be envious. I can't wait for Nadine to see it."

"That uptight bitch? She doesn't deserve to see this work of art. She told her son I was a whore."

"What!? When?"

Tammy told him about the conversation she had with Stephie.

Denny was pissed. "That bitch! Why didn't you tell me."

"It was the day of the party, while I was getting ready, and I forgot until now."

Tammy had her lunch with Hog. She told him all about her deal with Denny including her punishment for her first time with him and how he gave her a hall pass for the event. "I realize that not telling him about you screwing me is cheating. But. I don't want to tell him. What we have is mine and mine alone. It is so exciting having a secret from my husband. After all I am a whore."

"Is he likely to come after me if he finds out?"

"I wouldn't let that happen. I don't want either of you hurt."

"Worry about him, not me."

"Hog we live in the south. My husband owns a gun. More than one."

Daylight.

Lilith and Alice went to see Bitch the day before they shipped her to rehab. Ellie gave them the brochure to the rehab facility. "Either her father doesn't care about money or he has some feelings for his daughter. This is one of the nicest rehabs in the state. Call in a couple weeks to check on her and ask when she will be allowed visitors." Lilith had a few pangs of guilt over her tryst with Justin but she kept her mouth shut. Ellie was a good person and she didn't see what good it would do to tell Ellie what they had done. Maybe Justin had learned something from her. At least that was how she justified her behavior to herself.

Bitch looked better than she had since Alice had met her lapping up cum at Deon's crib, what seemed like years ago. "Hey cutie. How are you feeling?"

"OK. I guess. There isn't much for me to do here. It's worse at night. I like to prowl the streets, you know, looking for trouble. They uncuff me at night but lock me in. I can look out the window wondering about the people. "Why are you walking so fast? Running to meet your dealer?'"

Ellie tsk tsked her. "Karen, we talked about more normal reasons for people to be out, maybe they are going to the store to get milk for their kids."

"Or maybe a bottle of tequila so they can get to sleep." Bitch countered.

Alice added, "You have changed in a couple of days. You didn't blow up at Ellie when she called you Karen.

"Ellie's my girl. She takes good care of me. No oral sex but she does talk to me like I am a person. She told me that when I got out, I could train to be a paramedic. You know, help people and contribute to society. I am in a perfect position to understand what junkies are going through. They are looking for people like me with life experience. We will see how things go in rehab. I have time to figure it out."

Alice hugged Ellie, "You are a saint and a miracle worker."

Homeward bound.

William had enjoyed the orgy, even if he begrudged his cousin paying off the event expenses and not sharing more of the profits. He took Lilith out for a couple nights of street walking before it was time to go, but he was bored and ready to head home.

Lilith spent their last few days whoring around and recovering from her encounter with hard drugs. She spent some time agonizing about whether she should track Justin down or leave him to the lovely and caring Ellie. She decided to take the high ground and only fucked strangers with the remains of their time.

Alice gifted the couple with two body cavity bullets packed with the nose candy Lilith had become so fond of. They both took edibles before the flight and napped for most of the trip. Lilith didn't fully sleep but lapsed into a fugue dream-like state where she reviewed her life as a whore. The THC warped the timeline of events as Lilith sort of did a review of her personal highlight reel.

***

I was a virgin till married at 22 in spite of many boyfriends, due to my strict religious upbringing by my Italian parents and schooling by nuns.

I went from being a naïve housewife of 12 years faithful marriage to being a paid whore to the man who had bought my panties, introduced to me by my voyeur husband. From then on, I met this randy man regularly every week for paid sex and loved the thrill of it all. As I had slowly undressed on the first occasion, I had thought "Yes, I suppose I am a prostitute now, having had a man fuck me for money", and yet how I loved it all. "I will definitely come back next week as he asked, for more, and every week that he wants me."

Fancy being 'paid' for having the best time ever of my life!" I found it so thrilling that I wanted to meet more men more often, so I then started streetwalking and being picked up by different strangers in cars in the nearby Kings Cross area, where hubby was often able to discreetly watch me being fucked by the reflected light from the street lamps, hubby hidden behind a wooden hoarding really close to the car, but that is yet another part of my adventures as a whore.

Yes, I found I enjoyed my new freedom in having the first man who had a bigger cock than my hubby fucking me every week for money, and as he had initially fucked me bare cock, so he continued and filled me with his virile cum, whereas hubby now had to wear a condom as well as having to pay me if he wanted married sex, and he did want it, so I insisted he paid me as I was a whore now.

I was working daytimes as a Local Government Official in the Local Town Hall, and always wore stockings and suspender belt and very high heels, and knew all the men tried to look up my skirt and at my firm breasts whenever they could, and they tried to flirt with me, but I decided never to have an affair at work, and kept up my appearance as a naïve housewife faithful to my hubby, although I was being fucked and spunked into regularly by another man with a bigger cock, who was paying me to be his whore.

One evening after a particularly great session with this man, as my hubby was giving me a lift home from the guy's place in our car, I still felt randy and wanted more, so I told hubby to stop at a Pharmacy and I went inside and bought a large packet of condoms. Hubby thought he was in for a treat that evening, but I told him to drive me to Kings Cross and to drop me off where the prostitutes walk the street in order to pick up 'punters' in cars. We had talked about this before, but hubby never thought I would seriously go through with the idea.

"Stay and watch me become a Street Walker, I am going to get fucked by another man in his car now, a complete stranger, maybe another later on, so thrilling. I will signal you to pick me up when I have had enough, and when I am ready for you to take me home."

I got out the car, and started to walk along the street, stopping underneath a street lamp and applying more bright red lipstick, and pulling my short skirt up higher so as to just show my stocking tops.

Within minutes a car pulled up next to me and the young guy said "How Much?" so I told him my £40 for a bare cock suck and a condom fuck and he said "Great! Get in the car". So soon I was seated next to him in the front seat of his car. He quickly drove to a deserted street nearby which had a row of wooden hoardings along one side, and several street lamps on the other side. (On later occasions hubby watched me from behind this wooden hoarding, me wearing a white slip so he could see me better by the reflected street lights, me being fucked as a prostitute).

The young guy gave me the money first and I took out a condom from my bag. He looked slightly disappointed, so I said "I will suck your bare cock first, but you must put on a condom to fuck me. You will get your money's worth."

"Great" he said again and got his cock out which was already hard. He reached for my satin blouse and quickly undid all the buttons, then him reaching inside my brassiere and groping my breasts.

"What's your name" he said, so I said Lilith...."Lilith, you have such wonderful firm breasts" he said, pulling my nipples really hard.

"Thank You, kind sir" I said. "Wait till you see up my skirt too!"

"Let me suck you hard and get you ready to fuck me now."

So, I bent over his lap and took his hardening naked cock in my mouth and started giving him oral sex. "Yes, suck my cock, Lilith, you whore."

After a few minutes he said "Fantastic, fantastic, Lilith... put the condom on me now, I want to fuck you before I cum."

So I put the condom on his now hard cock, and I lay back on the reclined passenger seat, pulling up my skirt above my stocking tops, and showing my suspender belt.

"Wow" he said "You fucking Whore, you have no panties on, and your cunt is all glistening and wet, and ready for the hard fucking I am now going to give you!"

With that, he quickly moved between my legs, put his hard cock to my willing pussy, and shoved his cock straight up me. Within minutes he was fucking me urgently, while I kept saying "Fuck me, fuck me" I was now enjoying being fucked and being verbal as a willing whore as opposed to previously just laying there as a dutiful naive housewife waiting for my husband to finish fucking me, so I could go to sleep.

And the young guy was now panting and groping my breasts ever harder, till with a roar he started spunking into the condom way up me, while I said "Shoot..... shoot...... give me ALL your spunk."

As we dressed he said "You are new around here aren't you, Lilith, I have not seen you before?"

"Yes" I said "I am new, but I am thinking of coming here regularly, so look out for me, OK?"

"Absolutely" he said "You are a fantastic shag... I will look for you. Will you be here tomorrow?"

"Probably not tomorrow, I was thinking maybe Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, a few hours each evening."

He drove me back to my new 'pitch' by the lamp post, and I could spot hubby patiently waiting in our car, but I had hardly got out of the first car when almost immediately another pulled up and solicited me for sex, so I got in his car and was driven to another spot for more sex. I was having a wonderful time!

Within one hour I was picked up by three more cars, and well fucked each time, and made 'dates' for returning to the same street in two evening time. This became a regular adventure, usually three evenings a week for about three hours or more sometimes.

I signaled hubby to pick me up and told him all the details on the way home. Hubby could hardly wait to get me into our bedroom, pay me, partially strip me, put on a condom and fuck me quickly. I refused to suck hubby's bare cock, as I reserved that for my 'punters', but I kept telling him "I am a whore, a dirty fucking whore..... William your wife is now a common prostitute... fuck me HARDER and hurry up and finish as your time is nearly up". (I never said your time is up to the other men, as I enjoyed them fully using me, for as long as they wanted to, but I wanted hubby to finish quickly, as soon as possible, so I could get some sleep, even though hubby had paid to fuck me!)

Sometimes, when I went out streetwalking near cheap hotels my pimp hubby would be discreetly watching as I was picked up by a stranger as a 'client' in the street in an area of London where prostitutes were known to be Street Walking and ' working' (Paddington, London), and 'client' would then hire a room in a nearby cheap Hotel for an hour or so, and take me to the bedroom, and fuck me, as his paid Street Walker whore.

When first the 'client' then me shortly after discreetly came out of the hotel after about half an hour of fucking, my wimp hubby sometimes used to 'pick me up', and I would still have the key and I would take hubby up to the same room, and hubby would pay me as a prostitute, hubby putting on a condom and him fucking me on the same bed, and I would act just as if hubby was another 'client' and give him a really great time, talking 'dirty' and getting him to cum as quickly as possible. As time was running out on the bedroom hire, I would tell hubby "Hurry up and cum up me now, or pull out and wank yourself off. Your time is nearly up". Of course, I never said that to any other man as I loved them fucking me for as long as they wanted.

It was fantastic knowing I had just been fucked by a complete stranger, as a prostitute, and was now being a prostitute with hubby! I realized hubby absolutely loved our 'role-playing' as I mentioned, I will not allow hubby to fuck me at all nowadays, as I say his money is my money anyway, and I do not want his tiny cock inside me for nothing, so I enjoy 'denying' hubby, and laughing. I do let hubby look deep inside my pulled open used cunt and let him wank off.

We became friends with a Contact Magazine owner and his wife and they introduced us to swinging parties. I love parties, dancing, and flirting. I soon became known as the first girl to get her skirt and blouse off and walk about in my seamed stockings, suspender belt, very high heels, and no bra and after dancing and drinking for a while I always had a following of men persuading me into one of the bedrooms and was soon being fucked by one guy after another. I prefer one guy at a time, but happy that as soon as one guy finished using me another randy guy took his place.

I became very popular and we were then always Invited to another party the next weekend. Eventually we occasionally organized a party ourselves at a friend's house, which is quite a lot of work, phoning and organizing couples and not too many single guys, but we did our share.

Hubby would watch guys lining up to be with me in the bedroom and on the bed, whenever he was not chatting up an available wife himself and sometimes using someone's wife on the bed next to me, so swinging parties suited both of us. We would arrive back home early Sunday mornings, sometimes seeing the milkman on his rounds.

***

As the engine noise changed, a woman announced, "We are making our descent into Heathrow." Lilith's mind switched to the present and her possible future. I really wish William was still a wimp and more submissive. Ned has taught him to stand up for himself. When we get home, I will have to reassert my control.

They made it through customs without incident although William had complained the whole flight about having something up his ass for eight hours. Once home, Lilith quipped, "Now you know how I feel." Running to the bathroom to free his rectum of its passenger, William moaned as he washed up. The extraction process went well. William had an erection from the prostate stimulation and Lilith, holding up a large butt plug cooed, "If you feel lonely, I will push this up there." William wiped himself and stomped out of the bathroom. Lilith opened her bullet and removed a tightly rolled mylar envelop surrounding a full vial. It looked like she had maybe 4 vials of her magic dust to enjoy.

Back home things returned to normal, they spent two short weeks of Lilith paying homage to Big Dave and her regulars. She begged Big Dave to discipline her husband so they could get back to the old rules, William even sucked Big Dave's cum out of his whore wife's dirty fuck hole. Then he forced William to put on a condom and pay to fuck his own wife. Willaim knew his place and eagerly complied.

Rehab blues.

The first days of rehab were a drag. It was all women, no men allowed. They were on a schedule. Wake, shit, make your bed, Shower, brush your teeth, go to breakfast, morning therapy or chores, lunch, afternoon exercise, more chores, group, dinner. And finally, 'your time' before lights out. During 'your time' you could read, watch TV in the TV lounge, or use your computer if you had one, shoot pool, bowl or shoot the shit with your friends. Your behavior gained and lost privileges. If you didn't make your bed or keep your room clean you lost some 'your time' privileges. Maybe no computer or TV. If you didn't keep your body and teeth clean same thing. If you were aggressive or argumentative you cleaned toilets.

If you did everything without complaint, including going to bed and getting up on time you could gain privileges. You might get extra access to your laptop, or get your nails or hair done. Makeup wasn't allowed. It seemed to Karen that this must be what the military was like.

Once she figured out the system she worked hard to be rewarded with a laptop. Her father actually paid for a nice one for his daughter. You couldn't access porn or Facebook or reddit or chat rooms, but you could take on-line courses and visit Wikipedia. Ellie had given her a list of courses to take, needed to work toward becoming a paramedic. She spent all of her free time studying. She finally had a goal, some direction in her life. She made a few friends. However, she had a goal now and wasn't only interested in meeting other junkies to score or find a better dealer. Sex in rehab was discouraged and with no men available she was left to occasionally satisfy herself while listening to her roommate do the same after lights out.

The month went quickly and soon she could have visitors. I wonder who will take the time.

Using regularly

William was done with the shitty English weather they were having and was getting restless. He suggested and booked them another trip down to their favorite retreat, Valencia Spain. Their usual plan was for Lilith to advertise on the local nude beach and find a sugar daddy. They spent time being wined and dined by wealthy executives on holiday whose appetites exceeded their morality. William loved to watch and they, read Lilith, made as much money in the 20 days as she did at the orgy. The quality of the cock wasn't as good, but there were other perks.

One afternoon as her gentleman pushed her into the bed sheets and hammered her, she focused on their shadow on the wall as she fantasized about her trip to the states and now this successful trip. In a moment of honesty, she admitted that she would miss the drugs when they ran out, even the smack, and wondered what she would do when their supply was exhausted. She was counting on what William was holding until they could figure out how to get more. She had discovered that a couple hits when they got ready to go put her in a state with body language and a look that said. 'I want your cock. I want it now!" Once or twice, she was so horny that almost fucked her own husband but decided against spoiling him.

Earlier that week they had checked in and revisited a nude beach known for all kinds of shenanigans. That morning after getting spun up, she and William staked out their spot. William in a sand chair under an umbrella next to a pile of boulders, that anywhere else would be swarmed with kids climbing and playing. There were no children here unless you counted the scantily clad young women patrolling the beach looking for a sugar daddy. After William oiled her up Lilith spread out her white bath sheet and advertised. Her freshly shaved quim looked good enough to eat and the '$' tattoo she had gotten on her mons by Hog before leaving the US was the perfect shade of Greenback green. She knew that most men would understand her intent by clearly labelling her money maker. Several men strolled past and glanced at her while they pursued the latest young putita walking along what seemed to be a publicly sanctioned beach meat market. That is exactly what I am, willing fuckmeat for any man ready and able to pay. One fit man who was greying at the temples walked closer to get a better look. Lilith piqued his interest by pulling her cunt lips open and giving him a view of her juicy pink center.

Her would-be date asked, "Looks yummy. Are you here alone? Or with friends."

"I am with my husband. He is over there." Nodding toward William who was wearing sunglasses and reading a book. "He likes to watch me work and keep me safe. He rarely if ever interferes with my activities. He is a good boy."

"If I wanted a taste what would that cost me?"

Lilith grinned, "Well that depends on whether you want me alone or my husband watching. For an hour of a trip around the world. it's... "She thought and threw out a price that was twice the going rate. "Add 100 if you want me alone."

"That sounds very reasonable, Let's have a drink so I can meet your husband and decide how I feel about an audience." He beckoned William over. William didn't move until Lilith snickered and said in his direction. "Billy? Here boy! Fancy a drink with us?"

William put down his book and walked over smiling. "Hi, I am William." And shook the punter's hand.

"HI. I am William too, but I prefer Bix."

Lilith rubbed her gaping pussy and moaned. "Welcome Bix." She held out a slimy hand to him and he helped her to her feet. William acted as her butler and folded her towel placing it on his vacant chair.

They walked the short distance to the patio of the nearest bar and Bix ordered them each an Agua de Valencia. It was hot and bright even under the shade of the umbrella and the drinks were cold and satisfying. Lilith finished hers and excused herself to use the lady's room, where she refreshed her makeup and did some more nose candy. Slinking back to the table naked she sidled up to Bix and leaned over him to place her clutch on the table. He wasn't expecting it and turned his face into her vulva. He wasn't startled enough to neglect to lick her slit. After all that was why she put it in his face, wasn't it? She tasted yummy and fresh so Bix asked directly. "If I pay double your rate, can we go sans condom?"

"Only if you promise to cum in me." William squirmed jealously.

Bix laughed and said, "I am ready whenever you are."

They went back to their kit and Lilith slipped into a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt. She would have been willing to follow Bix to their room nude but opted to avoid drawing too much attention to them. Once in their bedroom William sat in the corner chair, and she coaxed Bix out of his clothes. She gulped him and lubed him with thick strings of throat mucus and fell back on the bed legs wide. After a few minutes they switched to doggie and there she was watching his shadow as he serviced her from behind. Out of the corner of her eye she saw William stroking himself, so she thought I'll give him a little thrill. "Oh, Bix, your cock feels so good in me. So big and hard. I am going to cum. Ahh! Harder, Cumming. Ghaaaah!" She continued to moan.

Bix stuck his thumb up her ready ass. "Bix baby, put your cock in my ass. Stretch that pucker and fill me with your spunk!! I want it all."

William ejaculated on the floor as he heard the sweet slut he called wife, beg to be ass fucked by a strange man. Bix heard William grunt and smiled at him. Feeling validated and encouraged he plunged into her dirty hole. Lilith gasped out a "Yessss!!" And pushed back into him to take everything he had to give her.

Bix buggered her for a full 20 minutes before painting her rectum. William watched, in rapt adoration. Lilith looked at her husband through their legs and winked at him. William licked his lips.

When Bix softened out of her, she said, "Billy, would you mind cleaning up this fine gentleman's cock with your poofter cuck mouth?"

William was on his knees in a second. Bix had a look of confusion but allowed the subservient man to fulfill his wife's request. If he closed his eyes it felt like any other mouth on his meat, and he was so enamored with this slut that he was loath to break the spell.

Bix suggested that they regroup at the dinner hour and have a fine meal at the hotel's four star restaurant all on his tab.

Once Bix left the room, she patted William on the head, "Well done. Good boy. You can get up now." Musing, I can't believe he did that. It was exciting. I really understand how Big Dave gets off on dominating me and Bill.

The restaurant was very high-end and even though they were in a beach resort they had a dress code. The couple dressed to the nines and went to have a drink at the bar ahead of their benefactor's arrival. Bix arrived in a tux and as they waited for their table Bix had a double bourbon rocks.

They ordered all of the most expensive items on the menu starting with two dozen oysters. As they slurped, Lilith mentioned idlily, "I have never sucked off a man in a tux in a high-end restaurant like this."

Bix grinned, "I think we can fix that, there is a unisex bathroom right over there and someone just left." Lilith was on her feet moving immediately. Bix chuckled, "She is easy isn't she."

William replied, "She is if you are one of her paramours. But she makes me work for every favor."

Feeling sorry for William, Bix raised his glass and toasted the poor man, before following William's slut wife. Just because I feel sorry for the guy doesn't mean I am going to pass up a blowjob from her.

Lilith had left the door unlocked and was already on her knees when he walked in the smallish cubicle. He unzipped and walked to her as she wiped a little drool out of the corner of her mouth. Lilith went to work. I love my job. Fresh cock never gets old.

After Bix fucked her over the sink, they straightened up and left discretely. After ordering their main course, Lilith started a new conversation, "Bix darling, you seem like a confident adventurous sort. Would you be up for a little more fantasy fulfilment?"

Bix looked mildly skeptical, "Such as?"

"If you are not too full, would you help William DP me? I know it's a lot to ask but think about it."

"No need to think about anything, I'm in and I call top."

They hardly ate half their dinner and while the restaurant frowned on doggy bags it seemed a waste to discard uneaten filet minion and lobster. Once they finished their drinks and Bix settled the huge bill, they walked out grinning. On the way to the elevator William handed the doggie bag to a nearby bellhop, "Enjoy." He said to the grinning young man.

In the suite they relaxed a while before Lilith had William act as a valet and undress Bix, hanging up his tux while she behaved like a complete alley cat and stripped in front of him. Once Bix was ready William stripped and laid down on the bed. Lilith got first Bix and then her husband hard with her mouth. She mounted William reverse cowgirl sliding her rectum down his condom covered pole. Leaning back on her locked arms she presented Bix with her gaping quim. Although it wasn't necessary, Bix spat in his hand and rubbed saliva all over the head of his cock. From their precious encounters, Bix knew she was tight but she felt even tighter with her husband's cock in her ass.

Lilith orgasmed immediately as his pubic bone kissed her engorged clip. They found a rhythm and after a few more minutes Lilith giggled, "This is great, but I just had another genius idea, don't either of you cum. She pushed Bix off her and went to the nightstand and took out a condom. She handed the condom to Bix and then instructed William to ass fuck her from behind. Between moans she explained to Bix. "Put on that condom and while Billy is buggering me you can bugger him. It will be SOOOO hot," she moaned. Bix seemed mildly hesitant, so she beckoned him over and once he was kneeling on the bed, cock at her lips she sucked him hard again. "It seems like part of you wants to try this. Open that packet." She took the condom and put it on him with her mouth making sure it was lubed with gobs of stringy spit.

Once she knew he was ready Lilith assumed the position and her husband entered her dirty hole. She collapsed on the bed and curling up a bit reached back for William's cheeks, her arms weren't long enough to reach so she moaned, "Billy, be a doll and spread those ass cheeks for our friend." William complied, leaning forward onto his wife's back.

Bix was in a daze. From behind William's smooth asshole looked like any woman's pucker if you didn't object to the ball sack hanging below. Bix took a deep breath and plunged ahead. William's shitter was tight, maybe even tighter than Lilith's. As Bix pumped, William moaned and slide forward into his wife's ass. William loved being buggered, he convinced himself that being a fag on Lilith's command absolved him from any culpability, he only did it to please her, that is what he told himself. She must never know how much he enjoyed it. Lilith provided encouragement, "That feels so good. Harder boys! This is a dream come true for me." Lilith twisted her head to look back at the grimaces on the faces of the two men she had forced into this perverse act. The maniacal look on Bix's face made her melt and cum powerfully. She was the Queen of sluts. She could make a man do anything. Neither man commented. Both kept going. Lilith had several orgasms before the prostate stimulation got to be too much for her husband, and he blew into her ass. His rectal and pelvic spasms triggered Bix and he groaned, "Grrrrhhhrrrgg. Oh God that feels good. I can't believe I did this."

Bix had had enough so he dressed and left. At the door standing completely nude, Lilith asked coyly, "See you tomorrow?" Maybe we can up the ante and go without condoms. It would be nice to have you paint Billy's ass.

"Ah, sure." And Bix walked off without looking back.

She then praised William, "You were great cuck, I think you are starting to like this."

"You know I would do anything for you, Love."

They enjoyed a restful night's sleep and ordered room service breakfast in the morning. On the tray was an envelope addressed to Lilith.

It contained a stack of banknotes that would cover another extravagant dinner and a note.

'Lilith and William,

Last night was... different. I enjoyed myself but since I am neither gay or bi I have to cancel for today.

You see, I am worried about what you and William will come up with next.

Affectionately yours, Bix'

Her appetite for perversion somewhat sated, they set out hunting that afternoon for fresh quarry. It didn't take long for Lilith to find a gentleman who wanted her alone. William commented, "I will just entertain myself here while you play, he looks safe enough."

His wife returned in a couple hours with another dinner invitation. Their benefactor was jovial and thought nothing of springing for A few bottles of wine that cost a month's pension allotment each.

Again, Lilith accompanied him to their room while William amused himself in the bar.

A sprightly American girl invited herself to his table saying, "Oh, you poor thing. You look so sad. Want some company? Would you like to buy me a drink?"

He did and they chatted. "She was an American girl traveling Europe on her gap year as the yanks called it. "I am having a great time but things are expensive, and I am running low on funds."

William replied. "So sad, but I hope you weren't counting on me for financial help."

She pouted, "Merd! Why not?"

William felt generous so explained. "Several reasons. One. You are too young for me. Two. You are pretty but you look too wholesome, a man my age wants more of a tramp. Not every older man dreams of fucking a woman young enough to be his daughter. Three. I am a cuckold. My wife is up in our suite fucking some rich even older pervert to help us pay for our trip."

While he had been talking she pouted and fished the cherry out of her drink by the stem with her long lacquered nails and popped it in her mouth. When William finished his speech, she pulled out the stem, tied in a knot, and placed it on a napkin.

"How's that for too wholesome, Dad. You can't tell me you wouldn't enjoy these pert tits bouncing in your face. And if you want me to pretend to be your daughter, I am good at that too."

"Sorry, my wife knows that trick too. No sale."

She frowned and whined, "But Daddy, I am so lonely."

William grew tired of the banter and finally said. "You seem like a nice kid, finish your drink and scat."

She took another sip and then rose and headed toward her next prospect.

As she left Lilith sat in her vacated seat and asked, "Who is your friend? Where is she going?"

"Just some little tramp looking to score."

"Speaking of scoring, he wants me to see him again tomorrow, maybe spend the night."

"Nice. What about me?"

Lilith leaned forward and patted his cheek, "Sorry babe, you weren't invited. Cock sucker."

Sighing heavily William replied, "I suppose I can find something to do." Maybe daddy can spend some time with his little girl while mommy cuckholds him.

The house of the setting sun.

Things weren't going well for Maria across the pond. Thinking back to that fateful day, sucking and fucking Alice and Memo at the porn / sex shop. It was novel and fun, but she regretted leaving with them. Excessive amounts of alcohol led to nose candy, and she was in no state to object when one of Memo's girls slipped a needle in her vein. Fuck it was hot and felt good. They moved their party to a bedroom on the upper floor of Memo's 'house'. She sucked and got fucked and fucked and fucked more. A series of eager men she didn't know, used and sometimes abused her. In the morning, she was satisfied but feeling raw and knew she couldn't open the shop that day.

She told Memo, "I have to get dressed and go to work. Can you drive me home?"

Memo leered at her and handed her a wad of bills. She was too fuzzy to count it but knew it was more money than she had earned in a month or more. "Baby, are you sure you want to go to that dead end job and earn pennies? Why don't you call in sick?"

Maria picked up her phone and called Becky. "Becky, I had a rough night, can you cover for me?"

As usual Becky sounded upbeat and replied, "Sure. See you tomorrow?"

"Yah, bye."

Memo handed her an open Red Bull. "Drink this, it will perk you up."

Maria drained her small can and did perk up. Her vision cleared, but her head was now pounding, "Got any aspirin?"

"Sure, but a bump will be better. Come downstairs. But first I need you to do something for me. Do this one tiny thing and you will be feeling no pain in a few minutes. We will make everything right."

"What is that thing?"

"Call your boss and quit, tell her you found a better job."

Maria wasn't sure why, but she did exactly as Memo instructed.

When she hung up with the sex shop owner, Angela, Memo smiled. He took her phone, "Let me get this charged for you. Come on, relief is waiting downstairs." As she followed him, they passed a number of rooms. Sounds of fucking filled the hall. Maria worried, Where the fuck am I. What am I doing. This is a whorehouse. Am I a whore now?

She started to remember all the fucking the night before. I guess I am a whore. Wasted and lacking any will to resist what Memo was doing to her. At the back of the house in the room full of junkies, Memo sat her in an overstuffed chair and whispered instructions to the woman in nurse blues.

He placed her arm on the wide chair arm while her medicine was prepared. Standing next to her head he unzipped, and his cock sprang out. He also reached down and fingered Maria's well used cunt. Maria responded moaning and then looked at his cock and leaned to it so she could take it in her mouth. She sucked him hard. The drugs entered her vein, and she groaned. Having an orgasm as she gulped him frantically. "That's it Darling. Sex and medicine, medicine and sex. They go together."

Memo stood Maria up and bent her over the table. Bent over her shirt rode up and her bare ass was right there for him. He filled her and he whispered to her. "That is it, you are so hot. So sexy. And such a good girl. I love you."

Even high as she was Maria recognized it was bullshit, and he was using her. Her headache was gone but her head was now in the clouds. She realized he was manipulating her and taking advantage, but she was too high to care or resist. All that mattered now was feeding her hungry cunt. Memo led her back to the front of the house pausing to display her to three men in the waiting area. He lifted off her t-shirt nightgown and put her on display naked. Taking her hand over her head, he spun her around like they were on a dance floor so the clients could get a good look at her firm but small tits and her bangin' ass. He led her upstairs announcing, "Fresh new meat, Boys. She will be in room three."

Maria pawed his crotch as he helped her back to her room. She was disappointed that he wasn't ready to go again. Memo consoled her, "Someone will be here for you soon."

Poor Maria crawled on the bed and remained on all fours, back arched Ass in the air, tail pointed at the door. Three fingers jammed in her box. As Memo left an eager young man crowded in the room. "Is that what you want, baby, to be fucked like a dog?"

"Yes. Fuck me. Please. I neeeed it!"

Over the next 48 hours, she got medicine and got fucked, until she was hooked and being a junky whore was her new reality.

Whore!

Tammy was in trouble. She couldn't help herself. She went behind Debby's back while he was at work and the girls at school. She fucked her husband every night and twice a day on the weekends but it wasn't enough, she fell into a regular routine of visiting hog in her 'free' time. She had purchased a couple half cup bras that would allow her to display her nipple rings at the top of her scoop neck tops just barely covering her nipples.

She chatted up Hog's assistant Beth one morning before her side piece arrived. She stripped to let Beth admire her ink. Beth asked her to sit down and lay back so she could inspect her SLUT tattoo. Beth made a thorough tactile inspection using her tongue, one thing led to another and Tammy got her first lesson on eating cunt. She really enjoyed it and planned to see Beth and some other women the next weekend. She loved cock, but pussy was equally good. If Denny found out about her extracurricular activities, she could blunt his anger by telling him about her lesbian activities, I can always say, 'I didn't think you would mind.'

As she started to wear Hog out with her now insatiable appetite for cock, she would make a solo visit to a local bar for a light lunch and a cocktail once in a while. She never failed to attract the cock she desired. She felt so sorry for cheating on Denny, but she couldn't help herself. She tried to console herself and justify her actions by reasoning. I'm making good side money. The girls are taken care of. So, I am a whore but at least I'm not a junky like Karen. It could be worse, I could be neglecting my children. If Denny finds out I will beg for forgiveness. Things came to a head when one day she went with a couple of guys and barely made it before the girls' bus arrived home.

What is wrong with you Tamm? Stop this. She berated herself. She gave it plenty of thought but knew she couldn't quit. She had to budget her time better. Between Hog, her ladies and the guys, that would be key, good time management.

Blow up.

Lilith's Spanish 'vacation' weeks flew by in much the same vein as they started. William did not see his 'daughter' again but drank a lot and read a couple books on the beach on their spot, he gave a few blowjobs and got buggered when she abandoned him. He blamed her for his appetites. If She only took better care of me, I wouldn't have to resort to this. Lilith had been hitting the drugs heavily and had even sold herself for a couple of orgies when her out of control passions could only be satisfied by cock, lots of cock. God! She missed the gangbang in the states. Their trip ended just in time as Lilith was running out of nose candy.

Once they arrived home she rifled through her drawer and found the mylar pouch. Empty. "William, I am out of drugs, where is the other packet?"

William looked evasive. "You finished all of yours? You should consider cutting down."

"Not now. I need to know where my drugs are!"

"Your drugs? I was the one who rode all the way from the states with them stuffed up my ass."

"Yes! You are a fucking saint, now give, why are you holding out on me? It's only Meth and coke. Not smack!"

William folded, "I can't. I sold them to a friend of Big Dave's. They are gone. It wasn't so bad. He paid twice what we paid for the lot."

"WHAT!!!" she roared, near hysteria, "You fucking cunt! Weak ass, duplicitous cuckhold! Dumb Cock Sucker! Now what am I going to do?"

"You should call Alice to figure out how to get more?"

"Fucking bloody hell! That was the plan once I started on the second stash. Getting more will take weeks! Cunt! Bloody cunt!"

Lilith smoldered while she unpacked and decided what to do. William stepped up behind her and fondled her tits, running his fingertips over her nipples causing them to swell. "It's not like you are addicted to that shit. You aren't, are you?" He tried to kiss her.

She struggled out of his grasp and growled, "Fuck off! I can't even stand the sight of you. You dumb cunt!"

She grabbed a light jacket and left the house slamming the door "We are done, goodbye!" She walked down to the stroll only half a kilometer down the road.

It was just starting to get dark and some of her friends greeted her. "I am fighting with my weak ass shit of a husband. If he comes looking for me, no one has seen me, OK?" Out of courtesy she waited for the others to get a date before she took off her jacket, blouse and bra and put on just the jacket. With her cherries just covered, she got picked up almost immediately and got fucked by one of her regulars in a lot down the road. She had been devising a plan so she told the punter, "Enjoy me while you can. I will be vacationing in the Czech Republic for a month or so. I really want to check out one of those glory hole gang bangs."

When he dropped her off. She told the girls the same story. One of them asked, "William going with you? He was just here looking for you."

"No, he isn't I am going solo, I think I am finished with that greedy cunt."

"What did he do?"

Lilith wouldn't elaborate. She needed to get home to pack and get out before he got back. She walked rapidly down the road and seeing no car in the drive went into the house. She re-packed her recently emptied bag. She was in a hurry not wanting another confrontation. Fortunately, her toiletries were still in their case. She packed some warm weather street walking clothes and one or two nice things, intimates, her passport and her stash of cash that she had been saving for almost a year. She jumped in the hired uber and told the driver. "The international terminal at Heathrow."

The driver was an older man who ogled her in the rearview as he chatted her up. "Where are you going little lady?"

She stuck to her story, "I just had a fight with my cunt of a husband, and I am going to the Czeck republic for some wild sex."

"You don't need to travel that far. I can point you to some opportunities here at home."

"Thanks, but no." she responded curtly. Lilith lapsed into a sullen silence for the remainder of the ride.

At the airport she found a full flight to Prague. She paid a small deposit to get on the standby list. Then she headed along and booked a seat on a flight to the US leaving in 30 minutes. She reviewed her plan the whole way to the states.

She couldn't contact Ned or Alice or any of their friends because they would call William if he hadn't already told them she was missing. She remembered Alice telling her that she had screwed a rival pimp named Memo. Hopefully he could hook her up and keep his mouth shut. Now how do I find one particular pimp in a country of whores and drug addicts.

At the Atlanta airport she rented a car using a debit card she had purchased when she had changed her pounds and euros for US currency. She made it through that gauntlet and while constantly reminding herself to drive on the wrong side of the road managed to drive into the city without getting involved in an accident or being pulled over.

Her previous backup research on the local red-light district stood her in good stead. She rented a room for the night at a seedy hotel within sight of a group of black women in platform shoes waving their titties at passing cars. The desk clerk asked, "By the hour or all night?"

"Night, I need a place to sleep. He took her money and didn't even ask for a name. She left her passport, documents, and cash in the secret false lining compartment in her bag, dressed and went out to see what she could find.

The first woman she met at the end of the line of hoes said, "Damn! What you doin' here? We don't get many fine white bitches in this part of town."

"I am looking for a pimp named Memo."

"Sure. He be back later. Now get and stand over there so none of my regulars see you."

Lilith complied but received a chilly reception from the rest. "Can any of you hook me up with some meth or coke?"

"Only a cop would be dumb enough to ask that, fuck off bitch."

Once the pack of hookers cycled through the tricks, Lilith made herself a little more visible and picked up a few guys. In an effort to gain some goodwill with the ladies she priced herself at twice the going rate. If the trick tried to talk her down, she would call over one of the girls. "Mister take a look at Angel here. You can have these fine titties for that amount. Look at those lips they can suck a dick good." The trick nodded and Angel hopped in the car.

After a few of these events the ladies got a whole lot friendlier. After all Lilith's low offer was more than they usually charged. Everyone had some fun and made money.

The first woman she talked to asked her, "You are a smart businesswoman, why do you want to work for Memo? You could open your own place, maybe one of those high-priced agencies. I would work for you."

Lilith smiled as a dark blue Beemer driven by a good-looking Latino pulled up. "Memo! This bitch is looking for you."

Memo cut the engine and got out to walk over to talk. He towered over Lilith. He offered his hand, "What can I do for you miss?"

Lilith shook and said conspiratorially, "I'm looking to buy a supply of drugs. I heard you might be able to help me."

Memo stepped back and looked her up and down, he patted her down looking for a wire, he even looked in her ears. "You gotta be a cop. You have tried before. You won't catch me that easy. Fuck off."

Lilith looked strickened. "I assure you I am not a police officer. I have spent all night waiting here for you turning tricks."

"Angel, is that true?"

"Yes Memo. She even helped me make some extra green."

Memo pondered, "Did you see her do anything illegal? Suck a dick?"

"Well, no but..."

Lilith lifted her skirt and stood in the light so her $ tat was visible. "Does this look like a cop tat?"

Memo walked over and fingered her. She offered no resistance. In fact, she seemed really into it. Memo was smiling and said, "You seem OK, but I am unconvinced. Get in the car and come with me." Lilith complied. Her heart was beating rapidly, he seemed dangerous, but... For the twentieth time she cursed her husband. Damn you William! Why did you make me do this.

Memo drove all over the city making sure no one was following. When they passed the stroll again, he took a route through an industrial area before pulling into the side drive of an average looking two story frame house. They went in a side door and walking in the kitchen he asked Lilith for her cell phone and asked one of his crew to scan her and the phone. Once he got the 'all clear' he asked. "What are you looking for?"

"Meth and coke, maybe some molly."

How much?"

"5 maybe 10 grams?"

"Got cash?"

Lilith pulled out a handful of crumpled bills and handed it to him.

Memo laughed as he smoothed out the bills, "This is only half of the cost."

Lilith slumped in the chair, "That's all the cash I have. I have a debit card." She offered hopefully.

"I only deal in cash I don't trust the electronic trail."

"I can withdraw some cash tomorrow morning."

"OK. You can stay here tonight."

"Fine. But can I get a sample of what I am buying."

Memo walked out of the room and said, "Come!" over his shoulder. Lilith wanted to ask for a ride back to her room but followed him down a hall. They entered a room with people languidly lounging in beanbag chairs. A few people were having sex and one guy was masturbating. There was a woman sitting at a table and Memo told her, "Hook her up."

"What's your poison baby?"

"Meth, coke and a bit of Molly." Memo nodded to the 'nurse' and raised an eyebrow. She new what to do and added a little smack to the mix.

The woman measured powders into a bent spoon. Added water. Heated it and sucked the liquid up into a syringe from a new package. "Give me your arm."

Lilith hesitated. "I don't usually do needles."

Memo growled, "That is just what a cop would say. If you want it, you do needles tonight."

Lilith took the injection. It hit her right away. She moaned and her eyes glazed over. She turned in a circle finally fixating on the guy masturbating. She was uncontrollably horny. She dropped to her knees. She crawled over to him and started licking and sucking his cock. He moved his hand away and she deep throated him smelling his urine-soaked pubes. She was too high for it to matter to her.

As she worked, she moaned and rubbed her cunt and wiggled her ass. Memo grinned and dropping his pants got down behind her and slipped it into her dripping gash. The bitch was tight and more than willing. You're mine now, Whore, he plotted. Lilith moaned around the cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head wildly and the guy finally shot into her mouth. She swallowed every drop. He was disgusting, but this is what I needed. My medicine and cock. Glancing back at Memo she said. "I take it in all holes, fuck my ass."

Mamo smiled and switched holes. Groaning as he entered her tight ass. He fucked her and she uncovered her tits so they wouldn't get rubbed raw on the material of her cotton top. The guy in front of her watched mesmerized and started masturbating again. Memo roared as he filled her ass. "Aaarrgghhh!" He stood and commanded her, "Clean me up bitch."

When she had finished, he pulled her to her feet and said, "Come with me." He pushed her into a bathroom and commanded her to brush her teeth and wipe her ass. When she was done, he led her into the front of the house and said, "Precious, we have a new recruit, she is a junky and will do anything. Put her to work."

Lilith spent the rest of the night getting fucked in all her holes. Some of the tricks were decent. But most of them treated her like the piece of junky fuckmeat that she was becoming. Toward dawn she started to feel jittery and sick. Memo came to see her. "You did good tonight." she looked a little green. "You OK baby?"

"No. I'm not feeling so good."

"I've got just the thing. He led her to the back room, and she got hooked up again. Instant relief and more uncontrollable urges. She turned to Memo and begged him to fuck her. "Please? Just fuck me for a while. He took her by the hand and led her back up front. They had to pass through a heavy steel door that she hadn't noticed the night before. What is wrong with me. There was something I wanted to do.

"Memo, where are you taking me?"

"Morning rush. Here are your cocks, slut."

There were three 20 something guys in conversation with Precious. "Memo, these guys want to make a girl airtight. I told them we don't have anyone that does that." Lilith heard that and pushed past Memo saying, "I'll do it." She walked up to the tallest guy and started stroking his bulge, "Oh baby, I's so big, I don't know if it will fit. But I can try."

Lilith fucked for another two hours. Word got out and Memo devised a plan to keep her working. "Lilith we are going to call you Vicki. How long are you here for, got any clothes?"

"I am on vacation, so a couple of weeks. Once I score what I came for I might fly up to Canada. I have my bag at the hotel near the stroll. We should go get it."

At the hotel since she hadn't slept there, the manager had cleared out her stuff and rented out the room again. Her key still worked but when the door opened, she saw a man fucking a woman on her unused bed. Her bag was nowhere to be seen. At the office she turned in the key and the little weasel said, "I suppose you are looking for this." Plopping her bag on the counter. Lilith grabbed it and sat down. Her clothes were all a mess, not folded like she left them. The secret compartment was empty. "Fuuuckkk!!" Lilith wailed, "My passport, money, and Ids are gone!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Memo walked behind the desk and stood over the clerk, "You know anything about this?" Memo lifted his shirt showing the much smaller man the butt of a glock in his waistband. The clerk backed away and fumbling with the doorknob tried to escape into the back office. He was unable to hold the door against the stronger man and lock it. Memo growled. Closing the office door behind him, Memo grunted ominously, "Give me her goods or I will shoot you and fuck your corpse."

The frightened thief held up his hands and pointed at the desk. "There." Memo opened the drawers and found a trove of goodies. Piles of cash and IDs but only one passport. He checked her passport, found her ID and took all the cash. Pocketing everything. The cheeky clerk said, "Don't take it all. She didn't leave a tip for housekeeping."

"Don't push it, you little rodent. Don't you see I am in a bad mood?" Memo shoved the man into his chair and left the room.

Lilith looked up hopefully, "did you at least find my passport?"

"No nothing, it's all gone. He sold it. Their security cameras don't even work. Sorry babe."

On the way back to the house they discussed her problem and next steps. She didn't even think about her rental car.

"Well, this is what I think. Tomorrow, I should take you to the UK consulate downtown so you can replace your passport. You can't fly anywhere without it. It might take a few weeks. Until then you can work for me. Based on how you did last night in a week you can make enough to pay for your product and have a little traveling money. Memo took her to breakfast. While she was eating the jitters started again. Lilith wiped her sweating brow and mumbled, "oh fuck it is happening again."

"Well, we better get back to the house."

This time there were different people hanging around including the 'nurse' who administered the medicine. Memo whispered something in her ear, she nodded at Lilith and hooked her up. Lilith felt great again but also had a need between her legs that she had to fill. She clung to Memo stroking his package. "Got anything else for me baby?"

As they walked through the fire door he said. "Sorry baby, I have work to do." To the woman at the desk doing her nails, "Hook her up. Something big and thick for our latest three-hole slut."

"On the way boss. Two guys just called and Maria doesn't want to work today." Memo made a mental note to have Maria's dose cut back a little.

A large black man got buzzed in just as Maria stumbled down the stairs. Maria was a skinny young brown Latina who looked like a junky.

The john looked at Lilith and smiled. To the manager. "How much for the white bitch?"

Lilith shot back, "The white lady has a name, it's Vicki. Are you here to fuck or talk?"

He paid and they were directed to room 3. Maria complained, "Hey that's my room. I am sick, where can I sleep?"

"OK. Go help out if you want." Memo ordered her.

Her date drilled 'Vicki' into the mattress with an enthusiasm she had seldom experienced. The condom was stretched tight over his thick unit and while he was able to fuck her and make her cum he couldn't nut until the condom broke at which point he flooded her with a firehose of jizz.

Maria had been sitting in the corner nodding off. She crawled onto the bed and curled up against the wall. "Can I take a nap here while you wait for the next trick?"

Lilith felt sorry for her and patting her shoulder said, "Sure." Maria fell promptly asleep. While she was lit, Vicki took on all cummers. When Maria woke up she helped out fluffing some tricks and keeping Vicki's quim clean between visits. They bonded that night.

Before Lilith realized it the week was gone. Memo enjoyed fucking her, she was tight and a satisfying ride. He called her Queen Victoria. She had never reported her stolen passport because she was too high most days to think about her situation but also because Memo never reminded her. She was a real money maker. Memo made bank on selling the lesbian pair for a premium. Queen Victoria and Maria, her lady in waiting. All Lilith concerned herself with was her shots and cock. Cock! She loved all cock. Cock in all her holes. And of course, her little brown girlfriend. Word got around about Vicki the horny English junky. A month passed before Alice called Memo.

"Memo, I am looking for a friend of mine, Lilith, who went missing a month ago. I have heard that there is a woman named Queen Victoria working for you who fits Lilith's description. Ring any bells? Mind if I come over and meet her?"

"This sounds like an excuse to spy on my operation and report back to Deon. I can't let you poach one of my most valuable employees. Willing three-hole sluts who never say no are hard to find. She even does bareback. So I am going to have to say no."

"Thanks for nothing!" Alice barked back and hung up on him.