Chapter 3

Master wouldn't let me masturbate all day. He thought it would make me want gang bang cock even more; he was right.

I spent all morning and afternoon trying on different slutty outfit's. I didn't think I had the body for tight dresses. After all I was only 12 and my body hadn't started filling out yet. I did have a nice ass and big nipples which looked kind of hot in the tight mini dresses. I came to the conclusion that tight shorts and a thin tight T-shirt was the most slutty on my body.

For my gang bang I picked an interesting pair of tight see-through latex shorts; master has quite a variety. They had a zipper that ran from the top of my pussy all the way around to the top of my ass crack. I thought it would be totally hot to fuck while still dressed. Plus it had an added bonus of being able to zip up and hold all of the man juice inside me; I was going to be one messy slut.

I decided on the same wife beater T-shirt I'd warn to the bookstore. It was already cut off just below my nipples, only this time I took a sharpie and wrote 'SLUT' across the front. When I lifted my arms above my head my nipples came into view; I was loving my new slutty look.

Master gave me some waterproof makeup. With his help I looked like a street walker when we were finished. I really enjoyed looking at myself in the mirror; and when I was covered in man juice I was going to look even better.

I told master I wanted more than just three guys.

"Don't you think I can handle more than three perverts master. I really want to be as slutty as possible; I want to be covered in cum by as many cocks as you can find." I said to my teacher with all seriousness as I stroke my pussy through my unzipped shorts. I was really getting off on my new slutty persona, and watching myself in the mirror made it that much hotter.

"Don't worry my little slut. After yesterdays episode at the bookstore, I knew you could handle a real hard-core gang bang. We are going down town to hooker hotel and there should be plenty of perverts around.

Just the name, 'hooker hotel' got my juices flowing and made my nipples hard. I would've brought myself to orgasm if master didn't stop me. He wanted my pussy juicy and ready for a good pounding.

Seeing the rundown motel didn't turn me on, but seeing a hooker and one of her clients exiting one of the rooms did. As we walked up to our room we could hear a lot of commotion inside. This is it, one of my biggest fantasies come true.

Master opened door and there were five guys standing around drinking beer and talking. Once they saw me they stopped talking and stared at me. I could see the lust in their eyes; it was making my pussy wet and my body tingle harder than it already was.

"Okay fellas, here's the slut I promised you. Check out the slutty outfit she picked for herself. She wants to keep her slutty clothes on, so don't forget to mess them up good." Master explained to the perverts as he spun me around and showed them my hot outfit.

When master reached between my legs, unzipped the crotch of my shorts to completely expose my moist crotch, the guys hollered their approval. The strangers were grabbing their crotches and looking me up and down, but were not attacking me like I wanted. I could see it was going to be up to the slut to get things rolling.

"So are you fuckers just going to stand there, or are you going to do nasty things to this 12-year-old pussy." I said licking my lips and stroking my wet cunt.

That was all it took, soon hands were all over me. Some of the perverts grabbed me roughly and it hurt a little bit. That somehow added to the fantasy, not knowing what kind of perverts I was dealing with; would they smack me around; would they have huge cocks; would they fuck my ass.

Someone picked me up and threw me on the bed. I quickly got on my hands and knees; my new favorite position, with my ass arched perfectly waiting for my first cock of the evening. It didn't take long for the fuck holes at either end of my body to be filled. The pervert fucking my face was impressed.

"Man, this little slut can deep throat real good."

"Her cunt is pretty good as well, real wet." Said the stranger using the opposite end of my body.

My orgasms were coming in waves. When stranger number one blew his load in my mouth, I came hard. There must be a correlation to the taste of man juice and my orgasms. I swallowed the first load; the next load I want on my face, I thought.

Soon I have two loads in my cunt and two more splattered on my face. All five studs are finished using me; is that it, I thought to myself. Before disappointment set in there was a knock at the door and master let in another two fuckers. I smiled at the thought that my gang bang had just begun.

After the next two perverts used me I wanted to have a look at myself. I stood on the bed and posed in front of the mirror a few feet away. I scooped the cum from my chin and licked my fingers clean. This seemed to re-energize a few of the original studs that were sitting around drinking beer.

After a little while I fell into orgasm overload. This is where I become incoherent and unreasonable; a slut just begging for more cock. For instance, a cock will blow his load deep in my pussy, it feels so good, but then I get angry at him when he pulls it out. The guys are laughing at my slutty nature, but I don't care, I only want more cock.

The perverts keep coming and going all night. I am on an emotional roller coaster, so happy when my holes are pounded and so angry when they're not. I am so glad master gave me an enema before we left. I was a little nervous about butt sex, now I'm glad I tried it. As soon as it was suggested I was begging for double penetrations, which I never thought I would do.

I eventually passed out from orgasm overload, but that didn't stop the perverts from using me. My eyes would close with one guy on top of me, when I awoke it would be someone else. This brought a smile to my slutty face; the thought that only a slut would enjoy nameless guys fucking her all night.

I barely remember the ride to master's house; I was in and out of consciousness the whole trip. I remember unzipping my shorts enough to dip a finger into my sloppy pussy and lick it clean, everything else is a blur.

When we got back to master's house I spent a few minutes staring at myself in one of his full-length mirrors. I love the massive amounts of man juice dripping from my used body. I knew when I unzipped my tight shorts gobs of creamy goodness would leak out. I tried to catch as much of the slime as I could and lick my hands clean. When I glanced at the mirror and saw myself licking one hand clean, while the other caught more cream leaking from my snatch, it brought a slutty shiver.

After I showered and got ready for bed, master asked me how I enjoyed my fantasy.

"I enjoyed it a lot, but I now understand why I can't enjoy it with my friends from school. Once people see my slutty side, that's all they'll see."

"Yes you're right, your emotions got a little crazy for a while." We both giggled at his comment.

"I think I demanded cock for a while, didn't I?" I asked, not sure, because most of the night was a blur.

"Sweetie, you told one guy you would cut his balls off if he didn't fuck you harder." Masters said with a smile.

I had a worried look on my face. "How does a slut like me find love?" I asked sincerely.

"There are plenty of men out there that love slutty women. As you get older you'll recognize who they are. For now just have fun, live out your fantasies. You are smart girl, I have no doubt you'll figure it out." Master told me, making me feel much better.

Chapter 4

"Today we're going try some hooking. This is an excellent way for sluts to make money, I think you'll like it." Master explained as we ate breakfast." How is your pussy after last night, does it hurt?" Master asked.

"It's all puffy and it aches a little bit, but I think it just aches for more cock." I said giggling.

"You are a good little slut, now let's teach you how to find your own cock."

Master suggested I wear stockings and high heels with my slutty outfit, so the cars approaching could tell I was a working girl from a distance. I also wore a skirt so short it showed my ass cheeks. Master talked me into wearing a small G string, so I could flash the customers what I was selling without letting them see the goods; until they paid of course.

I suggested to master he use a sharpie and write something on my ass. He thought it was a great idea. He; very artistically, wrote 'SLUT' in small cursive letters. Now I look like the little slutty hooker that I want to.

Hooker row was across the street from the sleazy motel I'd had my gang bang. On the way there, Master explained how it worked. There was a pimp named Tyrone that ran hooker row. Master made sure it was okay for me to work there. As long as I gave him $200 a night, Tyrone had no problem. Be friendly to the other girls and you shouldn't have a problem with them either. Master explained that my pussy was worth $100; my ass was worth $150, and a blow job was worth $50. Because of my youth and beauty I would easily be able to pay Tyrone his $200 and still make plenty for myself. I was excited to earn money with my body.

"How much do you want, master?" I asked in all seriousness, believing I should pay this man for all he has taught me.

"You're a sweet little slut. Don't worry about me baby, we are here to teach you. I'm going to watch over you and make sure you're okay. I want you to do this always, so you need to learn. Now make me proud and earn as much money as you can." Master said lovingly.

"Wow, master really cares, his words inspires me to be the best whore on hooker row.

Master drops me off in between two other hotties looking to earned few dollars. One is older and gives me a dirty look. She is wearing a short denim skirt and knee-high leather boots that look worn out. Her boobs are huge and are spilling out of the wife beater T-shirt she's wearing. The younger one seems more friendly and waves. She is wearing denim cutoffs so short her pussy lips are hanging out either side.

There were lots of cars driving by slowly checking out the merchandise. I didn't have long to wait.

"Hey baby, you look good enough to eat. How much for that pussy?" Said some burly workingman driving a pickup truck.

"100 bucks and you can do anything you want to my pussy, but I hope you want to put your cock in it." I said flirting with my first customer, raising my short skirt showing him my panty covered pussy. I spun around to give him a good look at my tattooed ass as well. I think I am going to like this game.

"Yee Haw, I like your attitude little girl. Now do you have one of those hotel rooms across the street, or are we goona do it right here in the truck?"

I pulled the motel room key out of the small purse I was carrying and showed it to him. He let out another 'YeeHaw' and I jumped in the truck. I pointed to the hotel room and we were their in a second. I remember what master told me and collect the money first.

I barely had my panties off before I was thrown on the bed. Master warned me it might go like this, I might not get the orgasms I want, because guys that pay for it are usually in a hurry. Sure enough just before I was ready to cum my client blew his load and climbed off of me.

"You sure were great little girl, I'll make sure to look for you again, see ya." And he was out the door as quick as he came in. That was a little disappointing I thought, but then I remembered the hundred dollars and realized the reason I am here tonight. It's a job you slut, this is no time to think about your needs, it's all about the Benjamin's. I couldn't wait to get back out there and earn some more money; and I'm sure I would get an orgasm or two out of it eventually.

After I'd had a few tricks and was feeling real good about all the money I'd earned, master walked towards me from the coffee shop he was sitting in, he has a large black man with him, I assumed is Tyrone.

"Not bad baby, you've only been out here for an hour and you've already had three tricks. You can come and work here anytime you want, now where's my cut." Said the large black man holding out his hand.

As soon as I gave him his $200 he looked at master and told him he had a good whore and walked away.

"You're doing great so far my little slut, do you want to keep working?" Master asked.

"Hell yeah, I love making money with my cunt, pimp daddy, it's way more fun than I thought it would be." I said with perfect hooker jargon.

"I'd hoped you were having fun. Listen, Tyrone doesn't know you like I do, your hot and slutty enough to get more than three tricks an hour. I'll bet those first three tricks blew their loads quickly." I nodded my head in acknowledgment. "That's a good thing, I know you want to have orgasms, but remember when you're here the name of the game is to earn as much money as quickly as you can. Treat it like a game, how quickly can you get the guys off and pick up your next trick." Master taught me.

It was true, I did wish all three of my customers would've taken a little more time to get me off. I decided to take master's advice and work the cocks as quickly as I could.

The next four hours became a race to see how many customers I could get into my holes. I worked out a system where I was still able to get a few orgasms as well as go through a lot of cocks.

I walked out of the hotel after another cock got me so close to the edge. I was rubbing my clitoris gently through my tiny G string hoping to bring myself off quickly before I need to find another customer. A car almost skidded to a stop and pulled over in front of my room.

"That's so hot baby, seeing you stroke your pussy like that." Said one of the two young guys in the sports car.

I decided to see if the truth would turn these guys on. "My last customer was so close to getting me off but he came before I did. Do you guys want to try to get me off?"

"I don't know, maybe, we were just headed downtown to go barhopping." The driver said staring at me stroking my covered pussy.

"Let me guess, you were hoping to get lucky." Both of the horny studs nodded in acknowledgment. "Well tonight is your lucky night, I'm a sure thing fellas, and you won't spend any more money than you would have anyway."

"How much will it cost us anyway?"

"You can have this fine 14-year-old pussy for the low low price of 100 bucks each, now what do you say, come on I need a decision quickly, I'm horny." Okay I lied about my age, if these guys were going barhopping there probably into older chicks.

Both guys looked at each other nodding. "Okay baby let's do it." Said the driver.

After I got the money and they decided which one would go first, I dragged the lucky guy into my fuck room. I told him fuck me hard and fast. He only lasted for 20 or 30 strokes, getting me so close.

I quickly douche my pussy and pull the other guy into the room. After a quick blow job his cock is ready to go.

"Okay mister, I need you to fuck me fast and hard to get me off." My pussy is still tingling from his friends pounding of my cunt, so I should get off quickly. "That's it, that's it, pound my pussy good, oh yeah, oh yeah, aaaaahhhhh." I finally got a much-needed cock induced orgasm.

Now that my body was on an orgasm high, I need more. I rushed the guys out of my room thanking them for the orgasm and ran across the street to my spot.

It was time to employ my new method of attracting customers. I leaned up against the lamppost and spread my legs wide. With the white light washing over me I gave everybody a masturbation show. With one hand rubbing my clitoris so good; the other squeezed my small breast. A car pulled up in no time. I gave him the same speech, that my last customer almost got me off and I just need him to pound my pussy hard and fast, blah blah blah.

This worked for the rest of the night, not only turning the perverts on, but keeping me on the edge of orgasm as well.

When master and I were getting ready to leave Tyrone stopped us

"look your girl is real hot and everything and I would love to have her back, but it looks like she's the top earner which means her taxes go up. What would you say to $500 a night?" Tyrone said to master. I wasn't sure what was going on but was anxious to learn.

"I think $350 sounds better."

"Make it $400 and she can have the good corner." Said Tyrone holding out his hand expecting master to take the deal.

"Sounds good." Agreed master shaking Tyrone's hand.

Master explained to me that because I was the most desirable hooker I had to pay more, like rich people have to pay higher taxes. It made me feel good that I was the most wanted slut on hooker row.

I was going to like my new street corner. It was on a cross street so perverts could watch me masturbate from all four directions. Business should be good.

Master handed me a bus schedule and showed me where the closest bus stop was. On top of schedule were two names, Randy and Nick. Master told me these were the two guys that owned the motel. If I was going to rent a room it would cost me $200 a night. I did a quick calculation in my head, it would take six or seven tricks to pay for the room and my tax to Tyrone. Since I made over $2000 and it was only my first night, it should be easy.

Master taught me many other things while we were driving back to his house. Like Tyrone had to pay off the local cops to leave us alone. He also told me to memorize the phone number of a lawyer he knew, in case I did get arrested.

I was a little disappointed that I wasn't covered in man cream. I guess when guys are paying for it, they want the pussy as clean as possible. Before I showered I begged master to get my pussy off, since I was still worked up.

Before I went to sleep I asked master what we were going to do tomorrow.

"Well I thought I would show you another way to make money, but I think you'll like this better because you get to have all the orgasms you want." The word orgasms got my attention. "I thought we could make a hot pedo porno, what do you think?" Master said while gently stroking my hard nipple. My face lit up with excitement but quickly changed to worry. "Don't worry, you'll be wearing a mask, nobody you know will believe it's you." With that my excited look returned.