Kevin selected some empty seats near one of the stages
and we sat and looked up at a dancer that looked
younger than Lori. She glanced at Kevin and smiled but
she ignored us. I looked up and I was looking right
into her pussy only about three feet from my face. That
was all I needed to see and I looked away quickly.
Another naked white woman came up behind us and took
our ***** orders. She greeted Lori by name. I had to
wonder how much time Lori had spent in here. I also
found myself wondering if she had done anything besides
*****, not that it wasn't bad enough that she was
already *****ing ******* at her age.
The waitress soon returned with our *****s. I sipped on
my glass of cheap white wine and stared at my hands. I
had never been in a strip club of course. No one was
stripping in here. All the women seemed to be naked all
the time. But I didn't know what else to call it. I was
sorry for those poor girls that were ****** to exhibit
themselves like that. It was so degrading. But I didn't
want to see it. And I had the nagging feeling in the
back of my mind that I wasn't just here to ***** and
listen to music.
It wasn't long before I had all of my questions
answered. A man came over and held a whispered
conversation with Kevin. I saw the man hand Kevin some
money and then grab Lori's arm and walk away. I watched
as Lori was led through a side door and I glanced up to
see Kevin watching me. He saw the shock and the fear on
my face and he just smiled.
Before Lori returned another man approached Kevin and
two minutes later he was pulling me through that same
side door that Lori had gone through. I gasped and
almost lost my balance when I stepped through the door.
We were in a large room. I mean huge, about half the
size of an airplane hangar. There were no interior
walls, just one large undivided room. And everywhere I
looked there were mattresses lying on the floor. And a
large number of those mattresses were occupied by black
men copulating with young white women.
The man that had apparently paid to fuck me stopped and
looked around and then led me down a narrow aisle
between rows of mattresses and past couples fucking in
every position you could possibly imagine to a mattress
which was right next to Lori and the man who had paid
to have sex with her.
The man that was fucking Lori from behind looked up and
grinned and without missing a stroke he called out,
"Hey brother! I see you brought momma in to play. Let
me know if her ***** any good. I might try her later."
My escort ordered me to strip and I was too afraid not
to. It took almost no time to get out of my two tiny
garments and while he watched me undress he was
unfastening his pants and pulling them off. It was
incongruous I know but I couldn't help thinking that
with all the men that had raped me lately, and every
time one of these men had sex with me I considered it
****, only Kevin had been naked. Every other man that
had used me in the last two days had kept his shirt on!
I was soon on my hands and knees beside Lori with a
cock fucking me violently. It was a very violent fuck,
as so many of them were lately. But I wasn't aroused
and I found myself gazing around the room and wondering
about all of those young white women. I wondered how
many, if any, were here voluntarily. I wondered how
many were like Lori and had been brainwashed. I also
wondered how many of them were like me and being ******
to submit to these rapes for fear of being beaten
beyond my ability to endure.
There were tears pouring down my cheeks. How could I
have sunk so low? I am now a common prostitute. No, I'm
even lower than a prostitute. I don't even get any of
the money he makes selling my body to strange men for
sex. And worse yet I'm working on my hands and knees
right beside my fifteen year old ********. How could I
have allowed myself to be taken so low?
I listened to the two men who were using us. They
commented on our relative merits as fuck meat. They
commented on how tight our pussies were and the sizes
of our tits and the shapes of our asses. They stopped
****** us for long enough to switch places for a couple
of minutes so that they could compare how our pussies
felt on their cocks.
Once they had compared they switched back and fucked us
violently until they attained an orgasm. I had heard
Lori squealing in delight but I hadn't enjoyed it. I
was too despondent.
After they had both cum and we had performed our
standard clean up duties I reached for my two whorish
articles of clothing but Lori stopped me before I could
put them on. She led me to a small ladies room where we
could freshen up and prepare for our next customers.
One wall of the small room was lined with toilets that
were placed so close together that when seated our hips
nearly touched the hips of the women on the toilet
beside us as we sat in embarrassed silence and allowed
the cum to drain out of us for a couple of minutes. As
I sat there with my ******** beside me on one side and
a girl on the other side of me who I knew was not yet
eighteen, I listened to the other girl's conversations.
Some of the others were crying. Most were quiet, morose
looking, and kept to themselves. They were obviously
not here because they enjoyed what they were doing.
There were a few that were laughing and joking quietly
with a friend but those seemed to be the exceptions.
Lori and I finished on the toilets and washed up at the
long row of sinks. There were piles of small, clean,
white washcloths that we could use to freshen up with.
I tried not to look around as I used a cloth to wipe my
pussy clean. It was such a personal thing to do in
front of twenty other women, even if they were all
going through the same process.
I finally put my clothes back on and followed Lori back
out to our seats. My small glass of very bad white wine
had gotten warm but it took the taste of that dirty
black dick out of my mouth so I sipped on it for a
couple of minutes until another man came over and paid
for my services.
I was taken into the back room a dozen times over the
next two hours. I was fucked by a dozen black men of
all descriptions. They ranged in age from no more than
eighteen to one guy that was at least sixty. Except for
that first time I was always on my own and I was always
on my back except for one man who just wanted a
blowjob. It was so dehumanizing, so demeaning. After
each anonymous fuck I sat on one of those equally
dehumanizing toilets and cried quietly as another
strange man's cum drained out of me.
After about two hours a group of men came over to the
table and one of them spoke with Kevin for a few
minutes. The spokesman handed Kevin a large wad of
money and the bored young woman who was dancing on the
small stage in front of us was sent away. Kevin leaned
over and said something to Lori and she got up and took
my hand. She pulled me to my feet and led me to the
stairs that led up onto the stage in front of us.
I followed along like the mindless sex toy that I was
becoming. Once we were on stage Lori started undressing
and she told me to take my clothes off too. I looked
around at the crowd of men who had gathered to watch
and fought back the tears as I removed my slutty outfit
for their amusement.
When I was naked Lori took me into her arms and began
to make love to me. I stood their woodenly at first
while she kissed my unresponsive lips and ran her hand
over my body. After a couple of minutes she whispered,
"Do you really want to piss Kevin off mom?"
At first I wasn't sure. Maybe it would be better to let
him **** me and put me out of my misery. I couldn't go
on like this forever. But the memory of that beating
was still too fresh. I just couldn't go through that
again.
I began to return Lori's kisses and slide my hands over
her firm young body. I told myself that it was nothing
that I hadn't done before. We kissed and caressed for
several minutes and then Lori pulled me down to the
floor and we moved into a sixty-nine position. As I
began to lick her pussy I realized that I could taste
the traces of cum from her last customer. I suppose
that she could taste mine as well. I had tasted so much
cum in the last two days that it didn't even bother me.
What bothered me still was that I was rolling around on
the floor with my little girl for the amusement of a
crowd of strange men while we performed cunnalingus on
each other.
I felt her educated tongue between the lips of my pussy
and it was pleasant but I was far too despondent to
enjoy it. I heard the comments of the crude men all
around us who were excited by watching a ****** have
oral sex with her teenage ******** and I couldn't
imagine that I could have sunk so low in only two days.
Something inside of me, something very stupid inside of
me finally couldn't take this any longer and rebelled.
I pushed my ******** off of me and scrambled to my
feet. I screamed at the men around me that I couldn't
do this and I called them every obscene name that I
could think of.