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Rent Whores

Part 3

 

By

Norm DePloom

 

When I got back from the Wash-O-Matic Cathy, wearing a robe, was sitting on the steps to her trailer with teen slut Barbie.

 

"Is your toilet OK?"  I asked stopping to get a look at Barbie's teen-nips pushing against her T-shirt.  Barbie was probably still a virgin, but her pert young nipples were standing up and screaming 'suck me' to every male who walked by. 

 

"Yes, thank you."  Momma whore said in a distinctly chilly tone of voice.  If she didn't want me staring at her daughter's teenage nips then she should make her wear something other than thin, tight T-shirts.  Who ever thought up the idea that women should be able to wear anything they wanted without being hit on by men was a moron.  If a female dresses like a slut, men are going to treat her like a slut.  If teen-sluts-to-be are going to wear T-shirts that show off their nipples then men are going to assume they want their nipples paid attention to.  Sorry if you don't like it, but that's the way men are.  Well, except for a few p-whipped losers I know.  Call me a misogynist (I bet you didn't even think I knew that word) but I think there's a lot of truth in the joke;

 

What do you call that useless flap of flesh that surrounds a cunt?

 

A woman.

 

Laughed my ass of the first time I heard that. 

 

I left momma whore and teen cunt on their steps and, after ducking into my double wide for a cold brew, wondered back to watch the crew working.  I love work, I can sit and watch people do it for hours.  A couple of years ago they widened the street outside the trailer park, I spent the whole summer in a patio recliner under a beach umbrella, sucking down beer and watching the men (and a couple of big-boned, dyke type females) working.  A few blowjobs and lunch-break fucks from my whores got my driveway widened and re-graveled.  Didn't cost me a fucking cent. 

 

Just after my girls started servicing the construction workers, one of the two bitches working on the crew came over to my lounge just before quitting time one day and explained that she was not a dyke, and if I expected to get any free work done by the crew I'd better arrange for her to get a little fucking too.  She was a little heavier than I usually prefer and had a face that didn't exactly inspire cocks to stiffen, but what the hell, I thought, she's got a cunt, what more does it really take? 

 

"Want to come into my doublewide for a brew?"  I asked in my own particularly charming way.

 

"Sure," she replied, trying to look saucy.  I controlled my gag reflex and walked up the stairs to my doublewide's deck ahead of her.  I opened the door to my trailer and gave the other construction workers a big grin as she stepped inside.  As soon as the door closed I pushed the cunt down onto her knees and, pulling the leg of my gym shorts aside, pushed my hardening cock into her mouth.  I pulled her hard hat off, then grabbed a double handful of her hair and fucked deeper into her mouth.  I stopped momentarily when she gagged.

 

"If you throw up, bitch, you'll lick it back up then I'll finish fucking your mouth."  After warning her of the consequences of not keeping her stomach under control I started fucking her mouth again, pushing my cock even deeper into her face.  She gagged a couple more times before she learned to take it all the way down her throat, but she didn't puke.  I figure if a cunt comes up to me and asks to be fucked, she's begging to be treated like a whore and I'm more than willing to accommodate them.  I fucked the bitch's face with long powerful strokes, pulling my cock out until I felt her lips on the rim of my cock head, then pushing in back in until her nose was buried in my pubic hair.  She wrapped her arms around my thighs and held on while I rode her face.  When the time came I pulled my cock out of her mouth and decorated her with gobs of sticky cum.

 

"Don't wipe it off."  I ordered as I pulled her to her feet by her hair and pushed her back against the wall.  "You asked for it," I told her as I grabbed a pair of scissors from the nearby end table, "for the rest of this construction job you're my bitch," I quickly cut holes in her shirt, "you're my whore until the road is done."  I pulled the material of her bra away from each of her tits in turn and cut out circles that allowed her nipples to stick through. 

 

"Tomorrow morning," I instructed as I walked my cum-faced, nipple showing, construction-worker cunt to the door of my doublewide, "as soon as you get here you will strip naked on the deck, then come into my doublewide and wake me by sucking on my cock."  I opened the door and stepped her through it onto my deck.  The entire construction crew had stopped working and had gathered around my deck.  My little road-building whore got a round of applause mixed with obscene comments about her exposed nipples and her cum covered face as she crossed the deck and walked down the steps to return to work with a bright red face.  She probably got more male attention in those few minutes than any other time in her life.  I do dearly love watching people work, and I'm really going to love watching my whores fuck.  After the rest of the crew followed the slut back to her work area, the foreman and I finalized our agreement for widening my driveway and re-graveling.

 

The next morning I was awakened by the feel of a nice warm wet mouth sliding up and down my morning hard on.  As I shook off the last of my morning fog, and pumped the road-whore's mouth full of cum, I realized that she wasn't too bad buck-assed naked.  She wasn't a raving beauty, but I could find guys who would pay to fuck her.  That's not saying much though, I could find guys who would pay to fuck a watermelon if I put a wig on it and cut a hole in it.

 

"Get me a beer," I growled, as soon as my cock stopped squirting cum.  I give the bitch a shove with my foot, sending her flying out of my bed to land on her naked ass on the floor.  While she was pulling herself to her feet, and stumbling into the kitchen, I headed to the bathroom to empty my bladder.  She brought me the brew while I was still holding the pant leg of my gym shorts to the side so I could piss.  I always love putting fresh beer in one end while the old stuff is coming out the other.  The stupid cunt stood there, naked, watching me piss like she'd never seen a man doing it before. 

 

"Go on," I told her as I gave my half hard cock a couple of shakes, then stuffed it back inside my shorts, "to the front room."  I finished, giving her a push in that direction.  I followed behind, watching her bare fanny as we moved to the front room.

 

"Lay down on the floor," I told her as I relaxed in my recliner, "and fuck yourself."  The bitch looked around the room with a confused expression on her face, like she couldn't figure out what I was telling her to do. 

 

"Come on," I repeated more forcefully, "down on the floor and do yourself just like you do at night when you're pretending you actually have a man to fuck you."  Her face slowly turned bright red as she sank down to the floor.  Her obvious humiliation indicated that I'd come uncomfortably close, for her, to the truth about her sex life.  Lying on her back, with one arm over her eyes, she spread her legs and, bending her knees, used the other hand to rub her crotch.  She was the type who masturbated by rubbing their whole hand in circles on their cunt. 

 

"Come on," I said with obvious exasperation after watching her for a few minutes, "really put on a show for me.  Use both hands," I suggested helpfully, "spread yourself open and fuck your cunt with your fingers."  I watched as the red-faced construction bitch did as I suggested, spreading her cunt lips open and pushing a finger inside. 

 

"More fingers," I suggested a few minutes later.  She obediently pushed two more fingers into her pussy for a total of three fingers fucking in and out of her drooling fuck hole. 

 

"Now," I said leaning forward for a better view while I stroked my hardening cock, "use your other hand and start fucking a finger into your ass." 

 

"I don't like anything around my ass."  She informed me.

 

"Did I ask you what you liked?"  Some bitches just don't get it. 

 

"No, but..."

 

"But nothing you useless cunt," sometimes you have to at least pretend that you care enough to get angry with them, "get a finger up your ass or I'm going to hold you down and put my fist there."  I could see that her puckered little butt hole was already coated with lubricant that had been oozing down from her pussy.  She turned her hips to the right, and her shoulders to the left, twisting her body so she could reach down from the back with her left hand and gently push the tip of her finger into her tight ass. 

 

"You've never been fucked in the ass?" 

 

"No, and I don't want to be either."

 

"There you go again," I said shaking my head, "thinking that what you want matters."  My cock was completely hard now.  Hard and eager for the opportunity to fuck a virgin asshole, especially a virgin asshole on a woman who didn't want it fucked. 

 

"Up you go," I said getting out of my recliner, "onto your knees."  She pulled her fingers out of the slimy holes and climbed to her knees.  The stupid bitch probably thought I wanted another blowjob.

 

"Lean over the table," I ordered pulling her over to the coffee table by her hair.

 

"Not my ass," she wailed as I pushed her down across the table and knelt behind her.  She sighed with relief as I pushed my cock into her wet cunt.  I fucked her pussy with long hard strokes for a couple of minutes then, just when she was really getting into having her cunt fucked, I pulled out and slammed it into her ass. 

 

"Oh god, no," she screamed as my cock sank half way into her anus with one thrust.  I'm sure some of the guys on the construction crew heard her scream.  If they did, they probably just smiled and applauded.  There's not a man alive who isn't, at least secretly, pleased when a woman who's trying to do man's work gets a good ass raping.  I pulled about a quarter of the way out and then forced the rest of it inside her tight hole.  Her struggling underneath me just made it feel that much better.  After fucking her as hard for two or three minutes I held my cock buried deep inside her butt,

 

"My cock's going to stay just where it's at until you make yourself cum," I told her. 

 

"Oh god," she gasped, then she reached back between her legs with both hands and started working her cunt and her clitoris in earnest.   I leaned over her with a hand on the table on each side of her naked body and gave a couple of sharp thrusts with my hips, just to make sure my hard cock was all the way inside her tight virgin ass.

 

"Come on slut," I whispered in her ear, "cum for me."  She moaned and began to pump her hips, fucking her cunt on her fingers and her ass on my cock.

 

"No wonder you can't keep a man," I said in her ear, trying to humiliate her further, "men don't like frigid bitches that can't cum.  What a pathetic slut you are.  If you lived here I wouldn't let you be one of my whores.  You'd have to pay cash, your cunt isn't worth fucking."

 

"Oh god," she moaned loudly with tears streamed from her eyes.  She frantically ground her crotch on her hands as her body jerked in orgasmic release.  Some sluts just cum better if you humiliate them.  As soon as her orgasm stopped, I put my left arm around her waist and, after picking her up from the table pushed four fingers of my right hand into her wet pussy.  While holding her with her ass still impaled on my cock I roughly fucked my fingers in and out of her cunt, dragging my hand firmly across her clitoris with each stroke.

 

"Oh god, no," she begged, trying to push my hand away from her cunt, "you're hurting me."

 

"Deal with it bitch," I told her, fucking my fingers in and out of her cunt even more forcefully. 

 

"No, no, no," she said over and over again, but her efforts got weaker and weaker until she was just hanging onto my arm as I fucked my fingers in and out of her pussy, instead of trying to push me away.  After several minutes of riding on my cock while I plunged my fingers deeper and deeper into her cunt, the slut's body began to quiver and shake as wave after wave of pain and humiliation induced orgasmic pleasure crashed through her body. 

 

After enjoying the way her spasming ass massaged and milked my hard cock for several minutes I dropped her face first back down over the coffee table then, placing one hand on each of her shoulders, I slammed my dick into her as hard as I could three times before I came deep inside her bowels.  It was easily one of the best orgasms of my life.  Pulling my shrinking cock from the bitch's ass, I sat back on the floor and looked around for the remains of my beer.  The slut continued to lay across the table for several minutes crying softly and, probably, trying to figure out why humiliation and pain would cause her to cum so hard.  It really throws some whores for a loop the first time they discover how much it turns them on to be verbally and physically abused while they're getting fucked.  I sucked down the last of the brew in my bottle then stood up and, pulling the bitch to her feet, started walking her towards the door leading out of my doublewide onto the deck.

 

"No," she began to fight me as soon as she realized that I intended to take her out onto the deck naked and display her just fucked body for the rest of the road crew to see.  Ignoring her protests, I pushed/pulled her out onto the deck then bent her over the railing far enough that her naked tits were hanging right in the faces of the rest of the crew, who had all gathered to see what was happening.

 

"I just deflowered her ass," I announced to general applause and statements of congratulations, "now it needs some breaking in.  If any of you...” My invitation speech was interrupted by the noisy stampede of roadway workers up the stairs to my deck.  The crew foreman and the lead asphalt layer almost came to blows over who was going to fuck her up the ass first. 

 

I had fun the next few days making the whore strip on my deck every day and fuck any member of the road crew who wanted to dump their cum in her.  Last I heard the whore was still fucking any member of the road crew on demand, but enough fond memories.  

 

The cable laying crew was already almost half done, and it wasn't even noon yet.  I guess they were anxious for the 'bonus' cable laying they had been promised.  I took time to assure them they'd get all the pussy and ass they wanted as soon as they finished the job, then headed for Debbie's trailer where Jeremy was working on the cameras.  I stepped into the trailer and called out Jeremy's name.

 

"Back here."  I heard his voice from the slut's bedroom.  When I got back there Jeremy was laying on her bed using a pear of her panties to jerk off.

 

"Christ, Jeremy," I said as soon as I saw him, "you've got a whole trailer park full of whores to choose from and your jerking off with one off their panties?"  Jeremy gave me an embarrassed grin. 

 

"Hell, who am I to talk," I said, "those clean or dirty undies?"

 

"Clean."

 

"You going to put them back in her drawer so she'll ware them to work?"

 

"Yep, just think, one day soon she'll be running around with my cum rubbing against her pussy lips all day long."  I decided there was something that wasn't quit right about Jeremy.  If he wanted, I could arrange it so Debbie went to work every day with Jeremy's cum dripping out of her cunt, and here he was, all excited because her pussy lips would be rubbing against his dried cum stain, go figure. 

 

"You get the cameras installed?"

 

"Yep, all set up and ready to go."

 

"Great, I'll leave you to your, ah, work.  I'll make sure Debbie doesn't come back here until you’re done."  I left Jeremy to his task of soiling Debbie's panties and walked over to Martha's trailer. 

 

Martha had been my number one whore longer than any of the others had been living there.  She ran a little unlicensed day care service for the rent whores who had regular paying jobs.  I insisted that my rent whores keep working, I couldn't find enough whore work to feed them and all their brats.  Well, I probably could, but that would be too much like real work for my taste.  Martha was the only one of my whores I really enjoyed spending time with, I actually liked talking to her and watching television with her.  She was the only one I would let hang around my doublewide, even when I wasn't fucking and/or humiliating her for my own entertainment.  She was a smart girl and didn't hang around enough to wear out her welcome.   I walked into Martha's trailer without knocking, once they'd been my whores for a while they got used to it.

 

"Hi, hon." Martha greeted me with a kiss on my cheek, then raised her eyebrows questioningly. 

 

"No, I'm feeling kind of drained right now."

 

"That's OK," Martha said, taking my arm, and walking me towards her kitchen, "have a cup of coffee with me."  I sat at Martha's kitchen table and waited while she poured coffee for each of us then sat down on the other side of the table.  As I sipped the hot brew I gave Martha a look over.  I hadn't really looked at her in a while.  She was wearing a robe, with nothing on underneath it, pretty much the 'uniform of the day' for my whores around the park.  Despite her having had a couple of kids, and having been fucked by more men than either one of us could remember, Martha had managed to keep her looks.  She didn't have that 'worn out old whore' look that most women would have had.  One reason I had a soft spot for Martha was because I knew she was probably the only one of my whores who would have fucked me even if she hadn't had to pay her rent that way.  I reached across the table and slipped my hand inside Martha's robe.  She smiled as I cradled her tit and pinched her nipple.  Martha smiled and leaned closer to the table.  Her breasts weren't quit as firm as were Debbie's, and the other younger whores.  It sagged a little bit more, but still had the power to stir my cock.

 

"I'm kind of sorry I didn't save something for you."  I told her sincerely.

 

"No your not."  She responded, calling me on my bullshit.  "You love to humiliate women while you fuck them and there's not much that can humiliate me anymore."  Her smile took most of the sting out of what could have been an accusation that I was ignoring her. 

 

"Stop your bitch'n, you got fucked last night." I said giving her nipple a friendly pinch.

 

"Well, sure," Martha teased back acting saucy, "but what have you done for me today?" 

 

"Here's what I'm going to do for you," I paused to take a sip of the hot coffee, then continued, "Jeremy and I are going o be having a little fun in my doublewide in a couple of hours and we need a whore who knows how to take care of two men, and keep a secret."  

 

"You mean the secret that your putting camera's in the trailers to spy on us?" Martha asked with a deadpan look on her face.  I looked around, uselessly, to see if anybody could hear us.

 

"Does any one else know? And how did you find out?"

 

"Well," Martha replied with a sly grin, "I wasn't sure until just now."

 

"Well," I said after a moment's hesitation, "I know you'll keep my secret."

 

"I always do."  Martha reached across the table and gave my hand a friendly squeeze. 

 

"Be ready for some action," I took another sip of the coffee then stood up to leave, "you're going to have to take care of two of us, all by yourself."  I grinned at my most experienced whore then turned to leave the trailer.

 

"You know me," she replied as I headed towards the door, "invite the whole fleet and I'll satisfy them all."

 

"Without breaking a sweat," I called over my shoulder then let the door close behind me.  I have to admit, I really admire Martha's ability and enthusiasm.  When it comes to fucking, she'll do things to your dick that most of the younger whores would never think of.  I saw Jeremy making his way up the path from Debbie's trailer.  I waited for him to catch up with me, then we walked towards my doublewide.

 

"So," I asked with a straight face, "did you get the whore's panties booby-trapped with your jizz?"  Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jeremy blushing.  I guess this was just one of those things that seems so exciting when you have a hard cock, but after you shoot your load you realize how totally dorky it is. 

 

"Yes, I did."

 

"Good, I guess I'll have to force the bitch to wear panties to work next week."  I chuckled and slapped Jeremy on the back.  "That ought to confuse her, I've been forcing her to go to work and church bare-assed naked under her skirt."  Jeremy and I had a good laugh about that as we climbed the stairs onto the deck of my doublewide.  "Let's test those cameras." 

 

I turned on the TV and checked out the temporary whore-cam and teen slut-cam before Jeremy hooked up the new equipment.  Nothing of interest was going on in their trailer so I signaled Jeremy to finish hooking up the other system while I headed into the kitchen for a couple of brews.  When I returned Jeremy was taking the whore-cams in trailer number twenty through their paces.  As I sucked down cold beer Jeremy explained how I could control the camera in each room, panning right and left as well as up and down then, the best part he demonstrated how to zoom in on a particular place.  I was getting hard just imagining myself zooming in on one of the whore's cunts while they were being fucked by some guys big hard dick. 

 

"Being able to watch them," I told Jeremy, "just might be enough motivation for me to really get moving on finding them steady business."  My stiffening dick was already peaking out from underneath the leg of my gym shorts.  As I thought about the pecuniary possibilities of having a trailer park full of whores fucking for me full time I saw Betty and Debbie walking up the side of the rode towards the entrance to the trailer park.  From half a block away I could see the red on Debbie's face every time a car full of teenagers would honk their horns and yell obscene suggestions to the two almost naked whores.  Betty, with her robe hanging almost open carried the basket of clean clothes so the neighborhood’s view of Debbie's scantily clad body would not be obstructed.

 

"We have a couple of whores to punish," I announced to Jeremy.

 

"Punish?"  Jeremy asked, setting down the remote control and turning the television to one of the cable channels.

 

"Yes punish.  That dumb cunt Debbie changed from her robe to shorts and a blouse before they went to the Wash-O-Matic." 

 

"So?"

 

"I specifically told the whores to wear the robes while they washed my clothes."

 

"So what, I mean she fucks whenever you tell her to, why should you care about anything else?"  God, Jeremy was dumber than shit when it came to women, no wonder that cunt he was married to pushed him around all the time. 

 

"Because the bitch has to learn that she does anything and everything I tell her to do, no  matter what.  If I tell the slut not to put sugar in her coffee then I damn well better not catch her putting sugar in her coffee."  I shook my head in disbelief, how could any man get to be Jeremy's age and not understand the basics of dealing with whores.  "It's simple," I explained like I was talking to a retard, "either you control them, or they control you.  There is no middle ground in this, there is no room for compromise when it comes to the science of slut relations." 

 

"I guess," Jeremy answered.

 

"No guessing about it.  Take you and me," I pointed back and forth between us with my almost empty brew while I talked, "you go home, you pretend you're interested in the mind numbingly boring shit your wife wants to talk about.  You pamper her, buy her gifts, give her everything you've got, all in the hope that once a week or so she'll spread her legs and let you dump some cum in her cunt."  Jeremy nodded, affirming the truth of what I was saying. 

 

"Now look at me," I continued after draining the last of the beer from my bottle, "I've got a trailer park full of sluts who will drop their pants and take my hard cock in whatever hole I want, anytime I want it." 

 

"Lucky bastard," Jeremy said then drained the last of his brew. 

 

"Not luck," I explained as I got us a couple more from the kitchen, "I understand the basic truth of sexual relations."  Jeremy gave me a blank look as I gave him the beer.  "You know why men are ultimately in charge, and always will be?"

 

"I didn't know we were," Jeremy responded with sad resignation as he took the bottle.

 

"Every man can be if he wants," I informed him as I sat in my recliner.  "Men are ultimately in charge because we have cocks and they have pussies."  Jeremy looked at me with a totally blank expression on his face.  He obviously didn't get it. "We are in charge because we can rape them, but they cannot rape us."  I waited for a light to come on, nothing, not even a dim five watts of understanding. 

 

"In the final analysis," I continued trying to make him understand, "if you want to fuck a woman there is really no way she can stop you, but if you don't want to fuck a woman there is no way she can force you to."  Jeremy nodded in agreement; he was finally beginning to understand.

 

"Every female instinctively knows this.  They all know that any man who wanted to could hold them down and fuck them anytime they wanted to.  So women band together to convince men that they’re supposed to be gentlemen and take care of the women, and treat them like royalty."  We heard Debbie and Betty coming up the steps to my double wide.

 

"Just remember, the cunts between their legs are not theirs to give away, they are ours to take, and use as we see fit.   Now," I said, climbing out of my recliner, "I'll show you how to put a rebellious slut in her proper place."  I stood in the center of the room and glared at the two whores as they walked through the door.  Their giggling and meaningless girl-talk stopped short as soon as they saw my face.

 

"I'm sorry," Betty started to say.

 

"Shut the fuck up." I said in a cold, quiet, but very menacing voice. 

 

"You," I said pointing at Betty,” take the clothes into the bedroom and bring back my equipment."

 

"Yes sir," she said meekly as she scurried past me, not raising her eyes from the floor.

 

"You," I said pointing to the obviously terrified Debbie, "get your fucked up ass over here."  Betty walked slowly across the room.  It was obvious that she wanted to run, but she didn't dare.  As she approached me I pushed my dirty gym shorts down my legs, stepped out of them, then picked them up off the floor.

 

"Open your mouth," I ordered as soon as she stopped in front of me.  Starting with the filthiest part of the piss and cum stained crotch of my gym shorts, i pushed them into her mouth until I could force no more material between her lips.  Grasping the top of her crocheted bikini top between her breasts, I ripped it from her body without untying it, then tied it around her head to secure the gag in her mouth.  I ripped the bottoms of the bikini off her body in the same manner then, grabbing a handful of her hair, I pulled Debbie over to the coffee table.

 

"Down on your knees you worthless cunt."  With tears streaming from her eyes, and her body trembling with terror, Debbie knelt with the bottom of her belly touching the edge of the table.  I pushed her face down across the table as Betty returned to stand submissively with the requested equipment in her outstretched hands.  I took the cords and after tying one to each of Debbie's wrists, ran them under the table and tied the other end of each to her corresponding knee.  I then tied a cord from each of her knees to the corresponding table leg, pulling her legs apart and giving us access to her cunt and ass.  Once Debbie was secured to the table I took my last piece of punishment equipment from Betty then, after walking around to the other side of the table sat down on the couch where my immobilized whore could see me and what I was carrying. 

 

"Today," I told Debbie, "you are going to learn once and for all that you are an owned bitch."  Tears streamed from Debbie's eyes and I could hear her trying to talk through the gag, presumably begging me not to punish her.  "Before you go to sleep tonight you will know beyond doubt that you are a whore, that you belong to me, and that you will fuck or suck anybody I tell you to."  Debbie was nodding her head in agreement, anxiously trying to mitigate her impending punishment. 

 

"You have to know, down to the very core of your being, that if I tell you to drink piss from a stranger's cock on a downtown street corner, you'll drink piss."  As best as I could tell Debbie's begging had been replaced by shoulder heaving sobs. 

 

"This," I said picking the heavy wood paddle up from my lap, "will be the instrument of your education."  Debbie shook her head from side to side as my dirty gym shorts muffled her near hysterical screams. 

 

"I'm going to paddle your naked butt until my arm is to tired to continue," I told her leaning forward and looking into her terrified eyes, "when I'm done Jeremy and I will each fuck you."  I stood up and walked back around to the other side of the table.  Raising my arm, I stepped into the swing and brought the paddle down on Debbie's fanny.  The sound of the heavy wood hitting her naked butt made Betty jump, then move back into the corner of the room.  She was smart enough to know that her punishment was still coming.

 

I'm sure you've guessed by now, I really love fucking bitches up the ass.  Mouths are fun, and cunts feel great, but there's really nothing that can compare to the feel of a woman's ass as you shove your cock into it.  And nothing is better than fucking the ass of a woman who has just been tied up and beaten into submission.  I fucked her ass long and hard, then walked into the kitchen to get another beer while Jeremy took his turn.  Both of us had already cum several times that day so both ass fucks took twenty to thirty minutes each.  We fucked that whore's ass, and fucked it hard, for close to an hour.

 

"I'm going to un-gag you now," I said to Debbie after Jeremy finally finished with her, "and you will not say a word, do you understand?"  Debbie nodded her head, and I heard a muffled whimper.  After pulling my filthy gym shorts from her mouth, I untied Debbie's wrists and knees. 

 

"Come here," I ordered after sitting down in my recliner, "on your knees," I added when she started to stand up."  We watched as Debbie knee-walked over then knelt in front of me, still sniffing back tears.  

 

"I really hope," I said as I reached out and wiped a tear from her face, "that you are learning what you are.  You really don't want to go through a second punishment session."  Debbie shook her head in agreement with that statement.  "As I said, you are now an owned bitch.  Right now you are owned by me.  Tomorrow you will call your employer and quit your job, I'm going to make you a full-time whore."  Debbie's tears continued to flow, but she made no objection.

 

"Starting tomorrow you will spend your afternoons and evenings, while Martha watches your sons, in your trailer fucking men for money."  I moved a few sweaty hairs out of her face.  "And now, you will walk, naked, back to your trailer.  You will not cover you tits, your cunt or your ass with your hands."  Debbie's shoulders sagged and heaved with sobs as she listened to the instructions. 

 

"When you get to the work crew you will stop and say, 'I'm the whore you will be fucking,' then you will continue to your trailer."  I paused a second.  "Do you understand?"

 

"Yes," she answered softly.

 

"You will lay on your bed naked and wait for the men.  When each man comes into your trailer you will perform whatever sex act he wants.  Go."  Debbie climbed to her feet, then walked towards the front door.  I pulled on a clean pair of gym shorts then Jeremy and I went out onto the deck to watch the naked whore walk to her trailer.  We watched in silence as she stopped where the work crew was laying cable and spoke to the men.  We couldn't hear what she said, but we heard the crew’s response.  They obviously approved of the whore they would be gang banging soon.

 

"All because you have a cock and she has a pussy," Jeremy said thoughtfully as Debbie disappeared around the bend in the path.

 

"It's as simple as that," I assured him, "and every whore knows it.”