1 - The Rape
Jessica left the house that night dressed to kill. A short leather skirt that barely covered her thick thighs, a low-cut top that left her ample breasts nearly spilling out, and high heels that made her ass sway with every step. She felt like a naughty slut, and that was exactly what she wanted. At the crowded bar, she downed shot after shot of tequila, laughing loudly with her friends until the world started spinning.
-“I’m going to the car alone, girls, I’m fine, ” she mumbled, stumbling out of the bar.
The dark alley behind the establishment seemed like the shortest path to the parking lot, but alcohol clouds judgment.
As she staggered through the dimly lit alley, shadows moved on the damp walls. Five men emerged from the darkness, their hungry eyes fixed on Jessica’s voluptuous figure. They were sweaty laborers from the night shift, reeking of cheap beer and sweat.
-“Look at this delicious piece, ” growled the tallest, a brute with tattoos on his arms.
Before she could scream, a large hand clamped over her mouth, and another grabbed her by the waist, dragging her to the back of the alley against a pile of trash bins.
Jessica fought weakly, the alcohol making her movements slow and confused.
-“What are you doing, please... no..., ” she whimpered,
but the men laughed, tearing her top with rough hands. Her breasts bounced free, her nipples hardening in the cold night air. The leader threw her onto the dirty ground, forcing her legs apart.
-“Look at this slut dressed to fuck, ”
he said, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his thick, throbbing cock. Without mercy, he penetrated her pussy with a violent thrust, making her scream in pain and surprise. Her body trembled as he fucked her with brutal thrusts, his cock stretching her inner walls, lubricated only by fear and involuntary moisture.
The others didn’t wait. One of them shoved his cock into Jessica’s mouth, forcing her to suck as tears streamed down her made-up face.
-“Swallow it all, bitch, ”
he snarled, holding her head and fucking her throat until she gagged. Another man positioned himself behind her, lifting her ass and spitting on her tight asshole.
-“Time to open this hole, ”
he said, shoving two fingers in first, stretching her painfully before replacing them with his hard cock. Jessica screamed around the cock in her mouth, feeling her ass tear as he sodomized her forcefully, each thrust slamming against her buttocks.
They raped her in rotation, switching positions like animals in heat. One fucked her pussy while another pounded her ass, their cocks alternating and leaving her filled with hot cum that dripped down her thighs. Two of them sucked and bit her breasts, leaving red marks on her sensitive nipples. The fifth man, the most sadistic, pulled a massive dildo from his backpack�a huge black toy with molded veins on its surface.
-“This’ll make you remember us, slut, ” he laughed, as the others held her on her knees, ass up.
Exhausted and dazed, Jessica barely registered what was happening. They lubricated the dildo with the cum leaking from her pussy and pressed it against her already stretched asshole. With a cruel push, they shoved the entire toy inside, inch by inch, until the base disapear. She howled in agony, her ass clenching in vain around the massive intruder.
-“Stay there nice and quiet, ” one of them mocked, slapping her ass before they walked away, leaving her alone in the alley, clothes torn and body marked by the violation.
Stunned, Jessica crawled out of the alley, ignoring the throbbing pain in her pussy and ass. The dildo was so deep she barely felt its full presence, only a strange pressure she attributed to the bruises. She found her car, drove shakily to her friend’s Erika house, the alcohol still clouding her mind. Upon entering the brightly lit living room, her friend greeted her with a hug.
-“Jess, are you okay? You look awful!”
Jessica took a step forward, trying to smile, but something slipped out of her. With a wet, audible sound, the massive dildo fell from her ass and rolled across the wooden floor, covered in viscous fluids. Her eyes widened in pure shock. Her friend froze, staring at the obscene toy on the floor, then at Jessica, whose torn pants revealed the red marks on her thighs.
-“What... what the hell is that?” her friend stammered, blushing.
Jessica collapsed to her knees, her face burning with absolute shame. Fresh tears welled up as she covered her face with her hands.
-“I... I didn’t know... they... in the alley..., ”
she sobbed, the humiliation mixing with the pain of the recent violation. Her friend, shocked but compassionate, knelt beside her, but the air in the room was thick with awkwardness, the dildo still lying there on the floor like silent proof of her nightmarish ordeal.
2 � The Revange
A week had passed since that traumatic night, but Jessica couldn’t forget. Anger burned in her chest, mingled with a fierce determination.
-“I’m going back to that alley and I’ll ID those bastards, ” she murmured to herself
slipping on a tight skirt and a low-cut top again, as bait. This time she was sober, her phone in her pocket ready to record faces. The bar was busy, but she drank very little, leaving early and heading straight for the dark alley, her heart racing.
The shadows seemed thicker that night. Jessica walked slowly, her eyes sweeping the damp walls, looking for any sign of the men. Suddenly low laughter echoed from the back of the alley. Five figures emerged, the same sweaty workers from before. The leader, the tattooed bruiser, stopped when he saw her, a malicious smile spreading across his face.
-“Look who’s back... the dildo bitch. Came begging for more?” he jeered, while the others closed in on Jessica, blocking her escape.
She froze, panic rising up her spine, but tried to keep her composure.
-“I came to identify you... you’ll pay for this, ” she said, her voice trembling
as she reached for her phone. But before she could turn on the camera, the tallest one knocked her to the ground with a punch to the stomach, wrenching the device from her hand and stomping on it until it broke.
-“You thought you’d film us, bitch? We’ll fuck you again so you learn, ” he snarled, ripping her low-cut top and exposing her full breasts.
Jessica screamed and struggled, but the men were quick and strong. Two held her by the arms, stretching them above her head, while the leader opened her legs with his knee. He unbuttoned his pants and shoved his hard cock into her pussy with a brutal thrust, fucking her with violent pushes that made her body bounce on the cold concrete.
-“You’re wetter than last time, you whore, ” he grunted, feeling her inner walls clench around his thick member despite the terror.
Another man knelt beside her, forcing his cock into Jessica’s mouth, pushing it to the back of her throat. She gagged, saliva running at the corners of her mouth as he fucked her face with quick movements, his balls slapping against her chin.
-“Suck properly or I’ll suffocate you, ”
he threatened grabbing her hair and guiding her head. Behind her, a third man lifted her butt, spitting into her tight ass and thrusting his cock in without warning. Jessica howled around the member in her mouth, her asshole painfully opening to the invasion, each thrust stretching her more than the last time.
They raped her mercilessly, taking turns as they had the first time. One fucked her pussy while another tore into her ass, their cocks alternating and leaving streaks of cum that ran down her thighs. The two remaining men sucked and bit her nipples, pulling them with their teeth until they were red and swollen. Jessica cried, her body betraying her with involuntary tremors of forced pleasure mixed with pain, but her mind screamed for revenge.
While they were fucking her, one of the men noticed something in her bag that had fallen to the side. He picked up the black, thick dildo � the same one from the previous night that Jessica had recovered from her friend’s house in a confused moment of angry defiance, keeping it as a cursed trophy.
-“Look at this! The bitch brought the toy back. Must’ve liked it, ” he laughed, waving the veined object in front of her face. The others paused for a moment, laughing loudly, before resuming the rape with even more fury.
In the end, exhausted and satisfied, they left her on her knees, ass up. The leader grabbed the dildo, lubing it with the fresh cum that was dripping from her pussy.
-“This time it’ll go in easy, whore. Your ass’s already trained, ” he said,
pressing the tip against the stretched opening. Jessica whimpered in anticipated agony, but the toy slid inside with surprising ease, her ass opening and taking the whole length without much resistance, the base disapear in her butthole. She gasped, feeling the familiar pressure, but now the hole was looser, shaped by the two rapes.
-“Stay there to remind you not to come back”
one of them sneered, giving a hard slap to her butt before they ran off down the alley.
Stunned and sore, Jessica dressed as best she could and drove to her friend’s house, the dildo an awkward presence she hadn’t quite processed. Upon entering the living room she stumbled slightly, and again, with a wet sound, the toy slipped out of her ass and fell to the floor, rolling to a stop at her friend’s feet.
Her friend, who was on the couch watching TV, looked down and then at Jessica, her eyes widening in disbelief.
-“Again? Jessica, you idiot! You stupid bitch! How can you be so fucking dumb? You went alone to the same alley twice? You’re asking to be fucked!” she exploded,
standing and pointing at the dildo covered in fluids. Jessica flushed violently, collapsing onto the sofa and covering her face, tears of humiliation and frustration streaming down.
-“I... I wanted to identify them... report them to the police, ” she sobbed.
Erika snorted, grabbing her phone.
� “Identify? Getting raped again? Without proof, you’re stupid they’ll deny everything. If you want to catch them for real, you need it on camera. Look, I have an idea: next time, we set a trap. I’ll film you hidden, with a phone camera or something better. You go to the alley as bait, dressed like a whore to attract them, and I act as the lookout, recording everything before they touch you. Then we get faces, voices, everything on video for the police. But you have to promise not to go alone again, you crazy woman. Or I’ll lock you in the house myself.”
Jessica nodded slowly, the plan sounding dangerous.
3 � The Trap
After the two intense violations Jessica endured in the previous two weeks, her and Erika’s determination only grew stronger. During the following week, the two women met in secret, meticulously planning every detail of the trap. They chose the same dangerous alley where the abuses had occurred, ensuring the five men would take the bait. Erika, with her new camera, tested the equipment multiple times.
On the way to the alley, the air was thick with tension. Erika, trying to lighten the risky situation they were stepping into, smiled at Jessica and remarked.
- “You’ve got a new way of walking now, after being abused so much. It’s like your body’s gotten used to the rhythm.”
Jessica blushed fiercely, her face burning with shame, but an involuntary thrill stirred in her core, mixing fear with a forbidden heat. She stammered, looking at the ground,
- “D...don’ttt playy w.. with me. I hate what they did me using my body without permission”
Erika squeezed her ass in a gesture of solidarity.
When they reached the shadowy location, Jessica was dressed like a cheap whore: a short, tight skirt that barely covered her thighs, a low-cut top revealing her ample breasts, and high heels that made her legs look even more vulnerable. She positioned herself in the dark alley, leaning against the damp wall, waiting. Erika hid behind a pile of old crates, activating the camera with steady hands, her heart racing with anticipation.
It didn’t take long for the five men to emerge from the shadows, their footsteps echoing like predators. They laughed among themselves, their hungry eyes fixed on Jessica.
-“Look at that, the little slut’s back. Must love getting fucked by all five of us, huh? Bet she dreams about our cocks all day, ”
said one of them, the tallest, with a sadistic grin. They approached, surrounding her. The leader, with a menacing voice, asked,
-“What’re you doing here again, you whore? Want us to pay you this time?”
Jessica swallowed hard, feigning reluctance.
-“No, I don’t want to be paid. I just... passing throught. ”
But the men pressed closer, pinning her against the wall.
- “Oh, really? Then we’re not fucking you this time. Get lost, bitch.”
They shoved her, one raising his hand in a threatening gesture. Erika, from her hiding spot, smiled inwardly, everything was being captured in high definition, every word, every intimidating move.
Jessica resisted for a moment, but a hard slap struck her cheek, the sound echoing through the alley.
- “Name a price, whore! Or we’ll break you right here.”
Tears welled in her eyes, but she caught Erika’s subtle signal�keep going, it’s all being filmed.
� “A hundred dollars, ” she murmured, her voice trembling.
� “What?!? dind’t hear say it lauder WHORE”
� “A HUNDRED DOLLARS, ” She bellowed with such force that her voice reverberated through the narrow alley.
The man who’d slapped her laughed, spitting on the ground.
- “Since you’re getting paid, you filthy slut, you’d better do the job right. Spread those legs, you dirty whore.”
He insulted her with every sentence, the others echoing with cruel laughter. Jessica shook her head,
� “I’m not doing any of that, ”
but another slap knocked her to her knees, pain exploding across her face. She began to cry, sobs ringing out, as Erika, thrilled with the irrefutable evidence, signaled again: hold on a bit longer.
The men, impatient, stood with their cocks already half-erect under their pants. Jessica, seeing no immediate escape, reached out with trembling hands and pulled down their pants willingly, exposing five thick, veiny members. One of them, with an authoritative air, grabbed her hair and ordered,
-“Now turn around against the wall, lift that whore skirt, and take off your panties. Stick that ass out, because now we’re gonna fuck you, you dirty slut.”
Jessica obeyed without hesitation, fear pulsing through her veins, but trusting Erika would save her at any moment from the abuses to come. She turned, lifted the short skirt to reveal her round, marked ass, slid her panties down, and kicked them aside. Arching her back, she used her hands to spread her cheeks, exposing her gaping, vulnerable asshole still swollen and sensitive from the previous violations, twitching under the dim alley light.
Erika needed more evidence, so she remained still, filming every sordid detail.
The first man positioned himself behind her, spitting on his cock for lubrication and thrusting mercilessly into her tight but already stretched asshole.
-“Look at this hole, already wide open from all the dick it’s taken. Makes it even easier to fuck this whore, ”
he grunted, pounding hard, his balls slapping against her skin. Jessica screamed in pain, her nails scraping the wall, but he didn’t stop, fucking until he came deep inside her, hot semen dripping down her thighs.
The second man followed, laughing, “My God, her ass is fucking gaping now, like a tunnel. You can see the bottom.”
He thrust in violently, stretching the muscle ring further, while Jessica sobbed, her body trembling. One by one, the other three penetrated her ass, each commenting on the progressive widening:
-“It’s loose as fuck, this slut was made for this.”
-“Look at that hole pulsing, begging for more cum.”
They fucked without mercy, alternating brutal thrusts, leaving her exhausted and sore, her ass now a pool of viscous semen and light blood from friction.
In the end, Jessica collapsed onto the filthy alley floor, broken, her body limp and covered in sweat and fluids. The men, satisfied, nudged her with their feet.
-“So, how much for the service, whore?”
She was unable to speak, her throat dry from screaming. Another slap to her face made her whimper, and she whispered,
- “A hundred dollars.”
They tossed crumpled bills over her, laughing, and walked away, disappearing into the shadows.
Erika rushed out from her hiding spot, helping Jessica to her feet.
-“Why the hell didn’t you come sooner? You were right there! You saw what they did, and you just, hid like a damn coward!” Jessica’s voice cracked.
Erika’s face twisted, her lips curling into a sneer as she stepped closer, her voice low and biting.
-“Don’t you dare put this on me, Jess. You think I wanted to watch that? You think I enjoyed sitting there, holding my breath, praying they wouldn’t see me? You’re the one who chose this!” She gestured at the scattered bills, her voice dripping with disgust. “You let them do this to you. For what? A hundred bucks? You’re out here selling yourself like it’s nothing, and you expect me to risk my neck for you?”
-“Selling myself? You think I wanted this? You think I asked for them to rape me?? I didn’t have a choice, Erika!” Her voice broke, and she swiped at her eyes, smearing mascara across her cheek.
-“Don’t give me that sob story. You could’ve walked away. You could’ve, cal for help, anything but this. But no, you took their money, Jess. You pulled down their pants and you offer your ass and let them fuck you like trash, and you think that’s okay? You are really dumb. You think the cops would ever take you seriously now? You’re a joke to them. A whore who said yes to a hundred bucks and get caught on camera. They’ll laugh you out of the station.”
Jessica’s jaw tightened, her eyes blazing with defiance as she grabbed Erika’s wrist, pulling her back before she could disappear into the night.
-“No way, Erika. You’re not walking away from this. We’re going to the police. Now.”
Erika yanked her arm free:
-“Are you out of your mind, Jess? I just told you, they won’t listen! You’ll drag us both into this mess, and for what? To get laughed at? Or worse, arrested?” “You took their money. You think the cops are gonna care about your story?” She gestured wildly at the crumpled bills.
-“I don’t care what they think! You’re my witness, whether you like it or not.” Jessica’s voice was sharp, trembling with a mix of anger and desperation.
Jessica, stumbling, nodded, pain throbbing through her, but a mix of relief and humiliation washed over her. The two hurried to the nearest police station, semen still dripping down Jessica’s legs.
At the station, they filed the complaint urgently. The officer on duty, a middle-aged man with cold eyes, called two colleagues to watch the video. They played it on a large screen, watching from start to finish: the slaps, the “negotiation, ” Jessica pulling down their pants, turning against the wall, sticking out her ass by her own and being fucked anally one after another. But to them, there was no rape, she’d done it all “willingly” and even took the money.
The officers started chuckling, then burst into open laughter.
-“Look at this little slut throwing herself at those guys. Blatant prostitution!” One of them joked, “A hundred bucks for five dicks in her ass? What a bargain, huh? But the law doesn’t forgive.”
The other, rubbing his hands, added,
-“Jessica, you’re in serious trouble. Prostitution’s illegal around here, and you’ll have to face the consequences. A fine, maybe jail.”
Their gazes turned to Jessica and Erika with a perverse glint, lingering on Jessica’s breasts and the curve of Erika’s hips, as if appraising merchandise.
� “Maybe we can... discuss an alternative, ” one murmured, his tone dripping with insinuation, as the video paused on the image of Jessica bent over, her fucked ass exposed.
4 � Police Station
Jessica and Erika, still panting from their frantic dash to the police station, exchanged desperate glances as the officers continued to laugh at the video. Jessica, her face swollen from the slaps and her ass throbbing with pain, the men’s semen drying on her thighs, tried to argue in a trembling voice:
-"But it was rape! They threatened me, beat me! I only did that to trap them, to prove what they did before!"
Erika, standing beside her, gestured furiously at the paused screen, where her frozen image showed her exposed, dilated asshole.
-"Look at the slaps, the threats! She didn’t want it, she was forced! And her ass proves they penetrated her without consent!"
The officers, three burly men in tight uniforms that barely concealed their growing erections, exchanged complicit smirks. The lead officer, a bearded man with scars on his face, shook his head slowly, his eyes devouring Jessica’s filthy body.
-"Rape? Look at this, girls. You dressed like a street whore, negotiated a price, pulled down their pants yourself, turned around, and stuck your ass out to get fucked. And you took the hundred bucks. That’s straight-up prostitution, and illegal as hell."
He paused the video and rewound to the part where Jessica spread her cheeks, her pink, stretched anal ring winking.
-"Look at that gaping hole. Looks like you love taking dick up the ass, huh? Nothing forced about that."
The second officer, younger with a lascivious grin, leaned forward, sniffing the air as if he could smell the lingering scent of sex emanating from Jessica.
-"Exactly. You two think we’re idiots? You brought us a video of a whore selling herself to five guys. Now, instead of charging them, we’re gonna have to charge you, Jessica. Prostitution, maybe even aiding organized crime if this is a pattern."
He winked at Erika, his gaze dropping to her breasts.
-"And you, filming it all? Accomplice, at the very least. You could both end up in jail, with your asses up for the guards.”
Jessica felt panic tighten her chest, tears streaming down her bruised face again.
-"Please, no... it was to catch them! They raped me twice before, fucked my ass without mercy, left me bleeding!"
But her words fell on deaf ears; the officers laughed louder, one of them mimicking her bent-over position with his hands in the air. Erika noticed the predatory glint in their eyes, the way they edged closer to the table, cornering the two women in the dimly lit room.
-"This isn’t right... you have to believe us!"
Erika pleaded, but her voice faltered as she saw the third officer lock the station door with an audible click. The young women exchanged a look of pure terror the situation was anything but favorable. Instead of justice, they were falling
into another trap, at the mercy of corrupt, lustful authorities. The bearded officer stood, slowly unbuckling his belt.
- "Well, maybe we can reconsider. But credibility? You’ve got none. To prove you’re not willing whores, you’ll have to show some cooperation right here, right now."
He grabbed Jessica’s arm, pulling her close, while the others surrounded Erika.
-"Let’s see if that ass can handle another round. If you do it right, maybe we’ll ‘forget’ the complaint."
Jessica froze, her body trembling, knowing the pain in her ass would return twofold, but with no way out. Erika, pinned against the wall, felt rough hands slide up her skirt, tearing her panties.
5 � Police Station
Erika, her heart racing and her body trembling against the cold wall of the police station, could no longer bear the terror consuming her. As the young officer rubbed his hard cock against her thigh, she erupted in a desperate scream:
-"JUST fuck JESSICA! I’ts her fault, she is the whore. She’s already been raped three times, one more won’t truly traumatize her! I didn’t do anything, please!"
The words came out like a sob, her eyes fixed on Jessica, who was still gagging on the bearded officer’s cock in her mouth, saliva dripping down her chin.
Jessica, feeling the bitter taste flood her throat, spat the cock out and turned her face toward Erika, her eyes filled with disbelief and pain.
-"What? Erika, why? Why are you doing this to me? I trusted you!"
Her voice was hoarse, broken by hot tears mixing with the dried semen on her skin. Her ass still throbbed in agony from the previous penetrations, and now this, the betrayal of the only friend she thought would stand by her. Jessica curled up on the floor, her hands covering her face, silently questioning why Erika was throwing her to the wolves like she was disposable.
Erika, panting, shot back with rage, pointing a trembling finger at Jessica.
- "I don’t have to be like you because of your stupidity, Jessica! You’re the one who wanted this come her, i told you you dumb, who dressed like a whore and let yourself get fucked in the ass accept the money and record it! Now look what happened we’re screwed because of you!"
Her screams echoed in the dimly lit room, the smell of sweat and male arousal lingering in the air.
The three officers stopped what they were doing, one with his half-hard cock in hand, ready to force it into Erika’s mouth, the others still grabbing the girls. They stepped back, crossing their arms and exchanging amused glances before bursting into guttural laughter. The bearded one wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, laughing so hard his chest shook.
- "Look at these sluts fighting over cock! The little blonde wants to throw her friend to the slaughter, huh? As if her ass isn’t as greedy as the other’s."
The younger one leaned in, mocking:
-"Friend betrayal is the best show. I bet Jessica will beg to be fucked now, just to keep Erika from getting off easy."
The third, who had locked the door, slapped his thigh, laughing obscenely:
-"Two whores hating each other while we watch. This is better than porn and for free! Who’d have thought prostitution would lead to this? ahaha"
They slowly composed themselves, cocks still exposed and throbbing, but now with a sadistic glint in their eyes. The bearded officer, taking charge, pointed at Erika, who was still trembling against the wall.
-"Alright, Erika, you’ll choose your fate. Option one: Jessica goes to jail for prostitution, minimum five years locked up with the inmates, getting fucked in the ass every day. And you, Erika, pay a hundred thousand dollars for being an accomplice�or you go to jail too, to learn not to film smut. Option two: you both offer your bodies for two straight nights, stay here in the station’s cell, for us to fuck as we please, no extra handcuffs. What do you say, Erika? Choose quick, before we decide for you and fuck you both without mercy."
Erika, her face contorted with outrage at the cruel injustice, exploded again, turning to Jessica with fury in her eyes.
-"It’s all Jessica’s fault! She’s the one who got us into this mess, who let herself get “raped” and recorded like an idiot! I only helped because she begged me!"
Her screams were a mix of panic and hatred, her nails digging into her palms.
Jessica reacted badly, her body writhing on the floor as she crawled away from Erika, her sobs turning into cries of rage and pain.
-"You traitorous bitch! I went through all this for us, and you throw me to the pigs? Fuck you, Erika! I hated you deep down from the start, but now... now I truly despise you!"
She spat on the floor, her chest heaving, feeling the world collapse around her, their friendship shattered like her battered body.
The officers laughed even louder, clapping as if watching a spectacle. The younger one wiped a tear of laughter, while the bearded one nodded.
-"Alright, if it’s Jessica’s fault, then here’s the deal: you both stay here for two days, and we use Jessica as our personal whore, fuck her ass, her mouth, her pussy, whatever we feel like. And you, Erika, film it all, like the good accomplice you are. You’re in charge of training Jessica to be submissive and obedient, because she’ll have to earn the hundred thousand dollars you’re not paying. Every time it’s go-time, you film, because we want to see her body’s progresso, how her ass opens wider, how her tits bounce, how she learns to moan for more. What do you say, Erika? Accept, or you both go to jail?"
Erika didn’t hesitate for a second, relief mixed with disgust etched on her face.
-"Yes! I accept! Use Jessica, film her getting fucked, she deserves it for all her stupidity!"
Jessica cry and says:
-“PLEASEEEE don’t do that to me Erika, I cannot take it anymore pleaseee, pleaseee save me”
Erika ignoring Jessica, she grabbed the phone one of the officers tossed her, her trembling fingers activating the camera, betraying Jessica without remorse.
Jessica found herself cornered once again, betrayed by the friend who swore to protect her. Her eyes filled with a deep emptiness as the officers dragged her to the center of the room, tearing off what was left of her clothes. The bearded one flipped her onto her stomach on the dirty floor, spreading her buttocks with rough hands, exposing her swollen, sensitive anus.
-"Good start, slut. Erika, film up close show how her hole twitches begging for cock."
Jessica moaned in pain as the first thick cock forced its way into her ass, stretching her already battered walls, while Erika zoomed in, the flash illuminating the scene of humiliation. The other two positioned themselves, one shoving into her mouth to muffle her screams, the other rubbing against her exposed pussy.
-"Train her right, Erika�tell her to arch her ass more, to swallow it all without complaining"
The young one ordered, laughing as he thrust deep. Erika, with a cold voice, repeated the commands:
-"Arch your ass, Jessica YOUR LITTLE SLUT. Obey, or it’ll get worse for you."
The two days of hell began there, with Jessica breaking bit by bit, her body used without mercy, while the camera captured every thrust, every drop of semen dripping from her orifices, and Erika sealed her betrayal frame by frame.
6 � The Prison
At the end of yet another brutal violation of Jessica, the officers left her on the cold floor of the interrogation room, her body covered in fresh semen dripping from her dilated ass and swollen mouth. She was panting, her legs trembling as she tried to pull herself together, her pussy and anus burning like fire after the merciless thrusts of the three men. Erika, still holding the phone with sweaty hands, had filmed every moment, the bearded officer’s cock forcing deep into Jessica’s ass, her muffled moans as the young one thrust into her throat, and the third rubbing against her exposed pussy before cumming on her tits. The officers laughed, wiping their dirty cocks on the girls’ clothes, before dragging them to the makeshift cell at the back of the station, a filthy prison with rusted bars and a stinking mattress in the corner.
As they locked the door, the bearded officer leaned toward Erika, his sour breath of alcohol and tobacco hitting her face.
-“You’re responsible for Jessica now, you bitch. She has to be real obedient these two days, suck cock properly, arch her ass without complaining, swallow everything without spitting. If she gives us trouble, you become our new toy. We’ll fuck your holes till they bleed, and then who’s looking after who, huh?”
He gave her a light slap on the shoulder, laughing, before walking off with the other two, leaving the girls alone in the dim light.
Erika swallowed hard, her stomach churning with dread. The weight of the threat crushed her, she didn’t want to be next, didn’t want to feel those thick cocks tearing her body apart. As soon as they were in the cell, with Jessica dragging herself to the mattress and curling up like a wounded animal, Erika exploded in an urgent whisper:
-“Listen up, Jessica. You have to do everything the officers say these two days. Suck, fuck, whatever they want, otherwise, it’s gonna get bad for us. They’ll throw me to the fire if you don’t obey, and then we’re both fucked for good.”
Her eyes sparked with rage and fear, her nails digging into her palms.
Jessica, her face marked with red welts and dried semen on her cheeks, raised her gaze with pure hatred.
-“I don’t care about you bitch, I’m not obeying shit! You can go fuck yourself too, Erika. You betrayed me, handed me over to these pigs, now deal with it alone! It’s your turn”
She spat on the floor, her weakened body trembling with exhaustion, but
her voice laced with defiance, however faint.
Erika, enraged by the stubbornness, lost control. She lunged at Jessica and delivered a hard slap across her face, the sound echoing in the empty cell.
- “Shut up, you IDIOT! You’re gonna drag me to hell with this shit? Don’t even try SLUT”
Another slap came, then another, making Jessica’s head whip side to side, tears welling in her already swollen eyes. Jessica moaned in pain, her face burning, her body too weak to fight back after hours of abuse.
-“Stop... STOP PLEASEEEE, Erika...” she murmured, her voice breaking.
Erika stopped, panting, but didn’t back down.
-“You’re gonna obey BITCH, got it? Say yes, NOW.”
Jessica, defeated and humiliated, lowered her eyes, her voice timid and trembling:
-“O...O...Okay... I’ll obey. Don’t hurt me pleaseee”
Erika nodded, cold.
-“Good. You better, or I’ll break you myself before they do.”
She sat in the opposite corner, watching Jessica like a jailer, the air thick with tension and betrayal.
The next day, the sun barely filtered through the bars when the three officers returned, cocks already half-hard in their tight pants, eyes hungry and fixed on Jessica. The bearded one opened the cell with a creak and pointed at her:
-“Get up, slut. Time to work. Strip and get on your knees, you’re sucking all three of us till we cum on your face.”
Jessica hesitated, her body stiff with fear and anger, muttering a low “no” as she curled up on the mattress.
Erika, feeling the officers’ eyes on her, reacted quickly.
-“OBEY, Jessica! NOW BITCH!”
She stepped forward and slapped Jessica’s face, the sound ringing loud.
-“On your knees, you dumb bitch, or I’ll beat you till you bleed!”
Jessica blinked, dazed, but the fear of things getting worse made her give in. Slowly, she knelt on the dirty floor, her trembling hands unbuttoning the bearded officer’s pants first. His cock sprang out, thick and veiny, smacking her face.
- “Suck it right, ” he ordered, grabbing her hair.
Jessica reluctantly opened her mouth, taking the cock deep into her throat, coughing as he fucked her mouth with short thrusts. The young one stepped up next, forcing his cock into her hand to jerk off, while the third rubbed against her exposed tits. Erika start filming and threatened the whole time:
- “Deeper, swallow it all! Complain, and you get another!”
Another slap came when Jessica tried to spit, forcing her to lick the bearded officer’s sweaty balls. The officers laughed, switching positions, one in her mouth, another in her hand, the third rubbing against her ass to warm up.
For two days, the hell continued without mercy. On the first day, they used her in the cell: the bearded one flipped her onto all fours on the mattress, shoving his cock into Jessica’s dry ass, stretching her tight ring as she screamed, muffled by the young one’s hand over her mouth.
� “Arch more, slut!” Erika shouted,
slapping her buttocks to enforce obedience, the phone filming every penetration, semen gushing inside and dripping down her thighs. The third fucked her pussy next, alternating holes until she trembled with exhaustion, her body marked with bites and welts.
On the second day, they took her to an adjacent room, tying her hands to the bars for better access.
-“Spread your legs, bitch, ” the young one ordered,
penetrating her pussy hard while the bearded one forced into her ass at the same time, a double penetration that made her howl in pain. Erika, nearby, filmed up close:
-“Moan for them, Jessica, show you’re learning to be submissive!, SAY fuck my ass hard please”
Slaps rained on her face and tits when she hesitated, forcing her to repeat:
-“Fuck my ass harder, please.”
The third came in her mouth, holding her chin to make her swallow everything, and they rotated, using every hole until the floor was slick with fluids.
They fucked relentlessly, cocks thrusting into her throat until she vomited bile, into her ass until it bled lightly, into her pussy until it swelled. Erika enforced obedience with threats and violence, slaps leaving Jessica’s face red, nails digging into her skin to push her against the men’s bodies.
-“You’re our whore now�perform for me, or I’ll hand you over to the regular inmates tomorrow, ”
Erika whispered between sessions, betraying her further with every command.
At the end of the two days, with Jessica a broken rag on the mattress, the officers dressed, satisfied, their limp cocks dripping remnants. The bearded one gave Erika a friendly slap on the shoulder.
� “You did good, bitch. Jessica’s learning, her ass takes it with less drama now, and her mouth sucks like a pro. Now you just need to make Jessica earn the hundred thousand dollars... and we won’t wait forever. Start today: take her to the street, film her sucking dicks in the alley, fucking whoever pays. Every cock she sucks, every ass she arches, is a step toward clearing your debt. If she doesn’t earn fast, you become the star of the show.”
They laughed, unlocking the cell and leaving Erika with the weight of the new task, Jessica whimpering softly on the floor, her body broken but her spirit still silently fighting against the inescapable betrayal.
7 � The Release
At the end of two days of hell in the police station, the officers opened the cell with a metallic creak, dragging Jessica and Erika out as if they were disposable trash. Jessica could barely stand, her body marked by purple bruises on her thighs and breasts, her ass still throbbing from forced cocks, and her mouth dry from swallowing fresh cum. Erika, sweaty and tense, clutched the phone like an anchor, knowing each recorded video was a noose around her own neck. The bearded officer, the most sadistic of the three, turned to Erika as they were shoved toward the police car, his crooked smile revealing yellowed teeth.
-“Remember, slut: you’ve got a hundred-thousand-dollar debt to pay. Make sure you train that whore Jessica to earn it fast. If she doesn’t suck cock properly or bend over for clients, you’ll feel it�maybe we’ll drag you back here and use you as a toilet.”
He laughed, grabbing his crotch over his pants, and Erika swallowed hard, her heart racing. How the hell was she going to control Jessica? That girl already hated her; one wrong spark, and everything would collapse, plunging them both into the abyss.
The police drove them to Erika’s house, a modest two-story in the suburbs with peeling walls and an unkempt backyard. At the door, the young officer turned to Jessica, who was trembling and leaning on Erika, and spat his words with venom:
-“Look at you, you broken whore. What’s coming will make you beg for more. You’ll suck strangers in alleys, fuck whoever pays, and if you complain, we’ll throw you to the real prisoners�they’ll tear your pussy apart until there’s nothing left. Now get inside and learn to be useful, or I’ll come back to fuck you myself.”
Jessica lowered her head, hot tears streaming down her dirty face, her body curled in humiliation as the officers pushed them inside and slammed the door, leaving them alone with the echo of their laughter.
As soon as the door closed, Erika straightened her back, her eyes hardening into a mask of authority. She grabbed Jessica’s arm tightly, nails digging into bruised skin, and dragged her to the living room, her tone low and menacing:
-“From now on, you obey me, got it? I’m the boss here, and you’re my personal whore. One wrong move, and I’ll call those pigs back to use you until you bleed.”
Jessica tried to pull away, muttering a “fuck you” but Erika shoved her onto the couch, her face inches from hers.
-“First step: call your job and quit. Say you found something better.”
Jessica hesitated, her eyes sparking with rage, but Erika gripped her throat, cutting off her air.
-“Now, or I’ll break your fingers one by one.”
Trembling, Jessica picked up the landline, dialed her office, and stammered to the secretary:
-“I... I’m quitting. I found something better.”
She hung up, her face flushed with shame, while Erika smirked inwardly, something better? She’d be a real whore, sucking cocks for scraps.
Without wasting time, Erika dragged Jessica to the kitchen table and demanded access to her bank accounts.
-“Username, password, everything. You’re not running off with a single cent that’s not mine.”
Jessica crossed her arms, defiant: “Not a chance.”
Erika didn’t blink; she grabbed a knife from the drawer and pressed the cold blade against Jessica’s inner thigh, just above her swollen pussy.
“Keep resisting, and I’ll cut slowly, letting you bleed until you beg.”
Jessica screamed as the tip pierced her skin, a trickle of blood running down, and broke down sobbing, typing everything into Erika’s laptop checking accounts, savings, banking apps. Erika transferred control to herself, locking any escape, chuckling softly.
“Now you depend on me to eat, to shit, for everything.”
Satisfied, Erika allowed Jessica a quick shower in the cramped bathroom, lukewarm water washing away dried cum and sweat from the past two days, but with no soap or decent towel, just a quick scrub to not stink. Then, she locked Jessica in the guest room in the attic, a dump with a hard bed and moldy walls, no clothes, no open window.
“Stay here for a week, recovering. You only leave with my permission, or I’ll tie you up naked in the backyard for the neighbors to see.”
While Jessica recovered, Erika planned meticulously, turning the house into a high-tech prison. She installed hidden cameras in Jessica’s room, one on the ceiling pointed at the bed, another in the mirror of the makeshift bathroom, and more in the master suite, where Jessica would later be forced to perform.
“I’ll break you completely, filming every moan, every solo suck you do for me.”
The goal was twofold: surveillance and humiliation, using the videos for blackmail if needed. Erika planned a training to break Jessica further: simulated services, submissive poses, whore’s dialogue. She created a website, “Jessica’s Den of Pleasure, ” with anonymous photos she took secretly Jessica naked from behind, arching her ass; on her knees, mouth open; close-ups of her forcibly shaved pussy. The site was for daytime shows: paid livestreams where Jessica masturbated or posed, attracting virtual clients before real ones. At night, the streets: dark alleys, cheap motels, sucking cocks for pennies.
8 � The Trainer
Erika, determined to shape Jessica into an irresistible desire machine, wasted no time. The day after launching the website, she scoured online contacts and found Anderson, a muscular 35-year-old personal trainer with tattooed arms and a predatory gaze that promised quick results. He was the type who frequented underground gyms, charging steep rates for intense sessions and asking no questions.
Erika arranged a meeting at her house, dressing Jessica in minimal lingerie a push-up bra that accentuated her breasts and a thong that barely covered her shaved pussy.
-“You’re the living payment, slut”
-“What you mean Erika?” say Jessica with fear in the voice for what is comming.
-“Shut up SLUT, I didn’t give you permission to speak” Erika whispered in Jessica’s ear as she dragged her to the living room.
“He trains your body in the morning, and at night, you pay me back by sucking cocks on the street.”
At this moment Jessica was fully submissive, unable to react just obey.
Anderson arrived on time, tall and imposing, wearing tight shorts that outlined his half-erect cock as he saw Jessica standing, trembling and exposed. His eyes scanned her body like a livestock appraiser: thighs still firm but with residual fat, a too-soft belly, an ass needing more curve.
-“So this is the slut who needs shaping?”
he grunted, ignoring Erika for a moment. Erika smiled, authoritative:
-“Exactly. I want her perfect, firm tits, perky ass, legs that make any man drool. Train her hard every morning, six to nine. Payment? Her. Use her however you want after each session.” Anderson laughed, grabbing his cock over his shorts.
-“Deal. Let’s start now.”
The first session was controlled hell. Anderson dragged Jessica to the backyard, where Erika had set up a makeshift training area with improvised weights, mats, and bars fixed to the walls. Naked from the waist down, Jessica sweated under the morning sun as he forced her into deep squats:
-“Lower, spread your legs! Feel your ass stretching�it’ll prep you for taking thick cocks.”
Each rep burned her glutes, sweat dripping down her crack to her pussy, which twitched involuntarily. He corrected her with rough hands, squeezing her flesh:
-“This ass needs more volume�arch it more, slut!”
Jessica moaned in pain, muscles trembling, but obeyed, knowing any resistance would bring Erika’s whip, who watched from the porch with a sadistic smile, filming everything with hidden cameras.
Next, endless crunches on the mat, with Anderson pressing her back down, his cock brushing her thigh as he counted:
-“One, two... tighten that core, imagine a client fucking you from above without crushing you.”
Jessica gasped, her abs burning, tears mixing with sweat. He flipped her onto her stomach for push-ups, her body pressed to the hot ground, and sat on her back to add weight:
-“Lift, whore! Strengthen those arms to handle being pulled by the hair while you suck.”
Each movement was a lesson in submission, Jessica’s body writhing, her pussy swelling from effort and humiliation. For glutes, he had her do bridges�lying on her back, feet on the ground, lifting her pelvis until her ass pointed skyward.
“Hold it there, feel the air on your hole, it’ll make you beg for filling.”
Anderson slapped her ass with an open palm if she faltered, leaving red marks that would heal by morning.
At the end of the session, Jessica collapsed on the grass, panting, her body glistening with sweat, her pussy exposed and wet despite the horror. Anderson wiped his brow and turned to Erika:
“She’s got potential but needs daily discipline. Tomorrow, more cardio, high-knee sprints with ankle weights to tone her legs.”
Erika nodded, but he was already unbuttoning his shorts, his thick cock springing free, veins pulsing. “Payment now.” Erika shoved Jessica to her knees:
“Open your mouth, slut. Suck him right so he comes back tomorrow.”
Exhausted, Jessica obeyed, her lips parting around the swollen head, her tongue licking salty precum as Anderson groaned, thrusting deep into her throat.
“Good girl, swallow it all, that’s my paycheck.”
He fucked her mouth with rhythmic thrusts, his balls slapping her chin, until he exploded, hot jets of cum filling her mouth, Jessica gagging as she swallowed, semen dripping from the corners of her lips.
Not satisfied, Anderson flipped her onto all fours on the grass, her ass still sensitive from past sessions. “Full payment includes a fuck.” He spat on his hand and lubed his cock, pushing slowly into her tight anus, Jessica screaming against the grass.
-“Relax, whore, your ass will get used to this every day.”
He pumped hard, hands gripping her cheeks to spread them wider, stretching her muscle ring until it burned. Erika filmed up close, zooming in on the penetration:
-“That’s it, Anderson, break her good. Make her moan for clients.”
Jessica bit her lip, his cock scraping her inner walls, each thrust sending waves of pain and forced pleasure that made her tremble. He sped up, grunting, and came inside, filling her ass with hot cum that dripped down her thighs when he pulled out.
-“Good session. See you tomorrow.”
He dressed and left, leaving Jessica sprawled, her body throbbing from training and abuse.
The following mornings followed the same relentless pattern. Anderson varied the exercises to sculpt Jessica: Mondays focused on legs, lunges that burned her thighs, him correcting with slaps to her pussy if her form slipped:
“Spread wider, feel the air there, it attracts cocks.”
Tuesdays, arms and back pull-ups on the bar, her body dangling, sweat dripping onto her breasts as he urged her:
“One more, slut! To handle being carried to motels.”
Wednesdays, full core, long planks, with him pressing his cock against her ass to “stabilize.” Every session ended with payment: deep blowjobs in the kitchen, ass fucks in the backyard, or sometimes in her pussy, him alternating to “keep everything flexible.”
“Your pussy needs to stay wet for clients, not dry as piss, ”
he’d say, fingering her before fucking, forcing humiliating orgasms Jessica hated loving.
Erika oversaw everything, tweaking the plan: she cut Jessica’s calories to protein and vegetables, measuring portions to slim her waist without losing curves. The cameras captured every drop of sweat, every moan, feeding the website with teasers, “Watch the slut transform: body ready to fuck.” Gradually, Jessica’s body changed: firmer breasts from push-ups, a rounder, perkier ass from squats, a defined abs line, long, toned legs trembling with provoked desire. Men on the site were already commenting:
“Want that slut now, ” paying for livestreams where Jessica posed naked, spreading her legs for the camera under Erika’s orders.
Two month later, Anderson paused during an adapted yoga session, Jessica in downward dog, ass high and whistled:
-“Look at that, the slut’s getting irresistible. Any guy will want to mount you like this.”
He fucked her right there, his cock sliding into her sweat-slick pussy, deep thrusts making her breasts bounce. Jessica moaned, her traitorous body responding, while Erika laughed:
-“Good work. Keep this up, and the debt’s gone fast, but remember, slut, this is just the start. Tonight, the street: 3 cocks for ten bucks each.”
Jessica, panting and empty after Anderson’s climax, nodded, forced desire burning in her eyes, knowing her perfect body was now a trap for more abuse.
9 � The Routine
Jessica’s body transformed day by day under Anderson’s relentless hands. Her curves sharpened, her ass gained firm volume from daily squats, her breasts lifted higher without the weight of sagging, and her legs elongated into muscular lines that turned every man’s head. Erika watched it all with a calculating glint in her eyes, knowing that perfect body was the key to the debt. But she didn’t stop there. Every night, while preparing Jessica’s meager meals, eggs, grilled chicken, and bland vegetables. Erika secretly crushed aphrodisiac pills into the food, mixing them thoroughly to dissolve.
-“Eat it all, slut” she ordered,
forcing Jessica to swallow every bite before locking her in the room. The drugs worked slowly but steadily: a subtle heat in her belly rising to her pussy, keeping it swollen and wet constantly, her nipples hardening against the air, and an internal itch only relieved by touch or penetration. Jessica hated it, but her body betrayed her, pulsing with forced need.
On the night on the street, Erika dressed Jessica like walking bait. Black leggings clung like a second skin, the thin fabric outlining every contour of her shaved pussy, swollen lips visible, the slit marked like an invitation, and no panties underneath, the cool air brushing her wet entrance. Ten-centimeter heels forced an upright posture, arching her ass and swaying her hips with every unsteady step. The top was pure provocation: a deep neckline barely containing her full breasts, strapless to expose her bare back, and no bra, her pink, hard nipples piercing the thin fabric, begging to be sucked.
“Go to the alley on the corner, whore. Charge ten bucks for a blowjob, or for a quick fuck. If you don’t fuck at least three tonight, I’ll hand you back to the cops”
Erika threatened, shoving Jessica out the door with a slap on her ass.
Jessica stumbled in the heels through dark streets, heart racing, but the drug’s fire already burned between her legs, her pussy leaking moisture that soaked the leggings. The alley reeked of trash and piss, but three men emerged from the shadows as soon as she leaned against the damp wall, lit by a weak bulb. Greasy laborers, their hungry eyes fixed on her exposed nipples.
-“How much to suck, doll?” grunted the first
a burly man with a scruffy beard, already unzipping. Jessica swallowed hard, her voice trembling:
-“Ten each...” They laughed,
tossing bills onto the filthy ground. She knelt in a muddy puddle, knees aching on the concrete, and opened her mouth for the first cock thick and reeking of sweat, veins bulging. She sucked slowly, her tongue swirling around the head, drawing out salty precum as the others watched, jerking off. The drug’s heat made her moan involuntarily, her empty pussy clenching, easing the day’s pent-up tension.
The second man yanked her hair, thrusting his cock down her throat with brutal pumps, his balls slapping her chin as she gagged, tears streaming.
-“Swallow it all, whore!”
He came quickly, hot cum flooding her mouth, forcing her to swallow or spit it onto the ground. The third wanted more: he turned her against the wall, pull down the leggings at the crotch to expose her wet pussy.
-“Look at that, already soaked for me.”
He spat on his hand, rubbed it on his cock, and pushed in deep, stretching her inner walls as Jessica screamed, then moaned, her body spasming in response. He fucked hard, hands squeezing her breasts through the top, pinching her hard nipples. The drug amplified everything, each thrust sent waves of forced pleasure, and when he came inside, filling her pussy with hot cum, Jessica shuddered in an involuntary orgasm, her legs buckling, a deep relief washing over the horror.
-“Good whore, ”
he laughed, pulling out and leaving her dripping cum down her thighs.
The next day, Erika counted the money�thirty dollars�and smiled:
-“Good start, but more tomorrow. Take your deserved meal, ” pushing another drug-laced meal. Jessica ate, the fire returning stronger, a new craving sprouting deep in her mind, mixing hatred and desire. The nights became an addiction. Monday: four men, two blowjobs, and two ass fucks, cocks alternating holes as she moaned in relief with each climax, her perfect body glistening with sweat under the streetlights. Tuesday: seven, one riding her on the alley floor, cock in her pussy while another fucked her mouth, multiple orgasms leaving her dizzy, the drug’s relief making her quietly beg for more. Wednesday: ten, a biker gang using her in rotation, fucking her pussy and ass simultaneously, cum leaking from every hole, and Jessica, inexplicably, felt her chest lighten after each penetration, the orgasm clearing her exhausted mind.
Erika increased the drug dose, mixing in something for stamina to keep Jessica from passing out. Thursday: fifteen men, a line forming in the dark alley, Jessica on all fours on an abandoned car hood, cock after cock invading her swollen pussy, her moans echoing as she came repeatedly, her traitorous body arching for more, a new thirst growing�not just relief, but a hunger to be filled. Friday: twenty-two, including a group that carried her to a side alley, fucking her in varied positions�standing against the wall, cock in her ass while she sucked another; lying in the dirt, pussy and mouth filled at once. Each orgasm was more intense, Jessica biting her lip to stifle screams of pleasure, the desire blooming like a poisonous plant, making her wonder, deep down, if this wasn’t so bad.
The more time is passing more Jessica’s reputation increase...
Saturday was the peak: thirty men in one night, word of Jessica’s perfect body spreading like wildfire. The alley became a den, men of all kinds�homeless, late-night executives, gang members�paying twenty bucks and taking turns. It started slow: the first three fucked her mouth, cum swallowed like breakfast. Then waves of penetration: one cock in her pussy, thrusting deep and fast, making her cum and wet the ground; another in her ass, stretching the now-flexible ring from training, relieving pressure with hot jets. Two at once, double, pussy and ass filled, Jessica screaming in forced ecstasy, her body convulsing in orgasms that left her breathless. Another in her mouth, muffling her moans. They passed her around, rough hands squeezing her breasts, pinching nipples, fingers probing her pussy between fucks to keep it open. Hours dragged on, Jessica covered in sweat, cum, and mud, her top torn to expose bouncing breasts, leggings in tatters around her ankles. Each fuck brought relief, each climax a wave of false peace, and deep down, a new desire bloomed�craving the next cock, the next filling, as if the drug had rewritten her soul.
When the last man came on her face, leaving white streaks on her swollen lips, Jessica collapsed against the wall, panting, her body throbbing with pleasure and pain. Six hundred dollars in her torn pocket�a record. Erika picked her up at dawn, laughing at her state:
-“Look at you, slut, you’re turning pro. Eat now, rest, and tomorrow Anderson trains you more. This new craving? It’s your future.”
Jessica, eyes glazed, nodded without resisting, the drug in her blood increase the sexual needed, the desire still pulsing, knowing the alley awaited more.
10 � Breaking Down
Time as pass, Jessica could barely relax on Sundays, the only day Erika left her alone on the hard bed in the locked room. But the drugs Erika kept crushing into her food, now a stronger mix of aphrodisiacs and stimulants, turned rest into agony. Jessica’s body burned from within, her pussy throbbing empty, swollen and constantly leaking moisture that soaked the thin sheets. Her nipples hardened like stones, painfully rubbing against the air, and an unbearable itch spread through her ass, still sensitive from training and street nights. She writhed on the bed, hands tied behind her back by Erika’s orders to prevent masturbation, moaning softly as waves of forced desire made her sweat coldly. “Please...” she whispered to herself, thighs rubbing involuntarily, but relief would only come on Monday when the routine resumed, and cocks finally filled her, dousing the pain with bursts of induced pleasure.
After three months on the streets, Jessica’s body bore the permanent marks of exploitation. The squats and brutal sessions with Anderson had molded her ass into something flexible and inviting, but constant abuse left it forever open�a loose ring equivalent to a full finger’s width, letting air flow in and out easily. Thick cocks now slid in without initial resistance, stretching her inner walls with less pain and instant friction. Erika noticed during the first morning inspection, forcing Jessica to bend over the kitchen table, spreading her cheeks with her hands.
“Look at this, you dumb whore. Your ass is all gaped, used like a public hole. Doesn’t close anymore, does it? Now any cock slides in easy, like it was made for it.”
Jessica flushed with shame, feeling cool air brush her exposed interior, but Erika laughed, slipping a finger in without warning, twisting to test the looseness.
“Perfect for business. Clients will love not having to force it.”
The humiliation burned, but Jessica lowered her head, the drug’s desire mixing with resignation, accepting her body was no longer hers.
The routine solidified into an invisible prison. Mornings with Anderson: naked push-ups on the cold floor, him rewarding her with a quick fuck in her open ass, his cock plunging deep as she counted reps between moans. Drugged lunch, afternoons posing for Erika’s website, photos and videos of Jessica spreading herself, fingers in her pussy and ass for paying subscribers. Nights in the alley, the number of clients growing: from fifty per weekend to eigthy or more, cocks rotating through her holes until dawn, cum dripping down her thighs as she came repeatedly, the drug’s relief turning into a craving that made her arch for more. Jessica mentally repeated her duty daily, a broken mantra:
-“It’s for the money. For the debt. I have to pay.”
Her hatred for Erika faded, replaced by mechanical obedience, her perfect body firm breasts, perky ass, toned legs�now a honed tool to attract and satisfy.
Nine months dragged on like an endless nightmare, the total earnings climbing slowly: four thousand dollars a week, the website adding extra with live shows where Jessica fucked herself with giant dildos for cameras. Her ass evolved further, now permanently open to two fingers, a pink, accessible hole that winked at the air, easing double and triple penetrations on crowded nights. Jessica grew accustomed, feeling a constant emptiness only cocks filled, orgasms cascading through her, leaving her trembling and addicted to the cycle.
One rainy night, after an exhausting session with twenty-five men in the alley�pussy and ass full of cum, top torn, leggings in strips�the three policemen emerged from the shadows like ghosts. The same ones from the station, in crumpled uniforms, eyes gleaming with sadism.
Jessica don’t even react, for her get fucked or abused is so natural and needed that she even blink.
-“Time for a visit, whore, ” grunted the tallest
grabbing Jessica’s arm and dragging her to the car without explanation. Erika watched from the window, pale, but didn’t intervene. In prison, the two days were concentrated hell. Locked in a damp cell, Jessica was stripped and tied on all fours on a filthy mattress, the officers taking turns in intense abuse. The first shoved his cock in her mouth, thrusting down her throat until tears streamed, balls smacking her face as he cursed:
-“Suck it right, street slut. Your ass is gaped for this.”
The second tested her permanent opening, laughing as two fingers slid in effortlessly:
-“Look at her hole, ready for a gang.”
He spat on his cock and plunged into her ass, fucking with violent thrusts that rocked her body, the loose ring swallowing every inch without resistance, forced pleasure mixing with pain.
They used her completely: pussy pounded by thick cocks, one in each hole at once�two in her stretched ass, alternating to fit, while the third fucked her mouth, cum gushing in spurts she swallowed or took on her face. Constant humiliations:
-“You’re our doll now, open forever. Erika trained you well, but you still need a lesson.”
They pinched her hard nipples, slapped her marked ass, forcing her to beg for more under threat of a whip. On the second day, a fuck circle: each cumming in her ass three times, filling the permanent hole until it overflowed, cum dripping down her legs as Jessica came involuntarily, her traitorous body convulsing in degrading ecstasy. They filmed everything, close-ups of her gaping ass dripping, her swollen pussy, her bouncing breasts covered in bite marks.
At the end, exhausted and covered in dried fluids, purple marks on her hips and neck, Jessica was thrown into the car and driven back to Erika’s. The officers banged on the door, delivering her like a used package.
“Here’s your whore, Erika. Two days of fun, and her ass takes two fingers easy now perfect for work.”
They turned to Erika, grinning with yellowed teeth:
“Good job so far, but you’re still far from covering the hundred grand. Keep training her, or we’ll come back for both of you.” Erika nodded, trembling, pulling Jessica inside and locking the door. Jessica collapsed on the room’s floor, her ass throbbing open, the drug’s desire already returning despite the pain, knowing the routine and the debt awaited on Monday.
11 � The Debt
Two years dragged on like an eternity of degradation for Jessica, her body transformed into a ruin of insatiable desire. Her holes, pussy and ass were completely wrecked by relentless abuse: inner walls stretched to their limit, loose and numb, barely registering the friction of thick cocks that now slid in and out like through a slick tube. She still came, but it was a distant pleasure, a faint echo that didn’t sate the deep hunger, leaving her always on the edge of burning madness. Street nights had become a brutal routine: up to sixty men per weekend, taking turns in gangs that filled her with cum until it overflowed, yet the emptiness persisted, her body molded for more, always more.
Erika finally fulfilled the deal. On a fog morning, she gathered the three policemen at the house, handing over a heavy briefcase with a hundred thousand dollars in crumpled bills.
-“Here’s everything, you pigs. The debt’s paid. The whore earned well.”
The officers counted the money with lecherous grins, the leader slapping Jessica’s ass, still fully naked as usual and marked from the previous night.
-“Good girl. Your ass can take a fleet now. But if we catch you on the street again, it’s real prison.”
They left laughing, leaving Erika with a feigned air of relief. What Jessica didn’t know was that Erika had made millions over those two years: the secretly website exploded with subscriptions, videos of Jessica being fucked by crowds sold for thousands, partnerships with brothels, and even content exported abroad. Erika had used every drop of Jessica’s sweat and cum to line her pockets, betraying her to the end.
That afternoon, Erika called Jessica to the living room, for the first time without orders or whippings.
“You’re free, slut. The house is yours now. I’m leaving for abroad; no one will find me.”
Jessica blinked, stunned, her naked body trembling in the cool air, her pussy throbbing with residual arousal even without drugs for weeks. Erika had stopped the dose a month earlier, testing if the conditioning was enough and it was.
“Grab your stuff and get out of my life.” Say Jessica with rage, and releived to finally get free from Erika and the Cops and the prostituition life.
With a bag of dirty money and a sarcastic kiss on Jessica’s forehead, Erika left for the airport, leaving the key on the table and the echo of mocking laughter.
Alone for the first time in years, Jessica collapsed on the worn couch, the house’s silence suffocating her. The respite lasted two weeks: days of hot baths to wash away the marks, nights wrapped in clean sheets, trying to ignore the constant tingling. But her body betrayed her, addicted to the cycle. The itch in her cunt was unbearable, a burning that spread through her thighs, making her writhe. Her ass, now open to three fingers, winked empty, begging to be filled. She spent hours masturbating furiously: fingers plunged into her slick pussy, jerking her swollen clit until she squirted weakly, but the relief lasted minutes. In her ass, she used bottles, broom handles, anything thick to stretch the loose walls, moaning loudly as she fucked herself on the floor, tears of frustration mixing with sweat.
-“Why won’t it stop? I’m free...why i can’t stop masturbate...” she murmured, but the burning desire returned stronger, her body conditioned for real, hot, pulsing cocks.
She couldn’t take it anymore. On a sleepless night, she slipped into the tight leggings Erika left no panties, the fabric rubbing her bare cunt a low-cut top barely covering her heavy breasts, and worn high heels. She headed to the same alley, heart racing not from fear but from craving.
-“Hey, whore, how much?”
shouted a drunk man from the shadows. Jessica didn’t negotiate:
-“For free, just fuck me.”
He dragged her into the alley, Jessica pulling down the own leggings and shoving his cock into her wrecked pussy. She barely felt the size, but the motion the heat, the thrust�sparked fire, making her cum quickly, nails digging into his back as she begged: “Deeper, please!” He came inside, and Jessica was already calling the next, the temporary relief reigniting the addiction. On her own initiative, she returned to the street, not for money but to quench the fire burning her insides. Her body wouldn’t let her escape the whore’s life; it was part of her now, a slave to the desire forged in years of abuse.
Months passed in a blur of dirty nights. Jessica prostituted herself independently, charging little to fill her holes: ten dollars or sometimes free, for quick blowjob, for her open holes � pussy and ass - that took cocks effortlessly. Her initial clientele was loyal�the alley regulars, sweaty workers who knew her as the “gaped whore”�taking turns in pairs or trios, one in her loose pussy while another stretched her ass, cum dripping down her legs as she moaned in partial relief. But the numbers dwindled: police patrolled more, the three corrupt cops now distant, occasionally dragging her into cruisers for a free fuck before letting her go with a slap.
-“Get off the street, slut, or it’s jail for good.”
Competition grew, and Jessica, with holes so wrecked, lost to tighter newcomers.
Desperate for the constant fire�the itch in her cunt throbbing day and night, her empty ass begging�she moved to the city’s seedy brothels. She paid entry to join the girls, lying on communal beds where clients paid for unlimited hours. There, she was a machine: legs spread, letting strangers fuck her pussy without feeling friction, but the volume of cocks soothed the craving, cumming in weak waves as cum filled her womb. In strip clubs, she danced naked on stage, swaying her marked breasts and perky ass, slipping to dark corners for blowjobs�sucking hard cocks until her throat ached, swallowing hot cum to ease the emptiness in her mouth. But it still wasn’t enough; the fire returned at dawn.
In a low phase, Jessica started paying for it. In squares and bars, she approached muscular young men leaving gyms:
-“Fuck my ass, I’ll pay a hundred.”
They laughed but accepted, taking her to cheap motels where they bent her over, spitting into her permanent hole and shoving thick cocks that slid in easily. She arched, moaning loudly as they pounded, her ass stretched to the max, cumming uncontrollably despite the numbness. With lonely old men in parks, she offered cash for a rough anal fuck:
-“Shove it all in, grandpa, use me.”
They trembled with excitement, wrinkled cocks plunging into her open ass, fucking slowly but deep, leaving her with a dirty relief that lasted hours. Jessica lived like this, a wandering shadow through the city, her ravenous body dictating every step�crowded brothels where gangs took turns all night, clubs where she danced until collapsing from grinding on poles, streets where she begged for anonymous cocks. Erika’s house money ran out, but she didn’t stop; the addiction was stronger than hunger or fear. Years of destruction had molded her into an eternal whore, roaming for the next filling, the fire never quenched, only stoked.
THE END