How the Other Half Live,

By MrXDevine

 

Chapter 1

 

All rights reserved by the author. This story is not for children and should not be read by anyone who is not able to separate fantasy from reality.

Any comments good or bad are welcome.

 

Mind Control, Humiliation, Non consensual sex, Female Dom, Male Dom.

 

Emma Hankinson is 25, has long blond hair and works as a manager for the legal section for a large insurance company in London. Emma is slim and has an athletic body that has been toned by many hours of at the gym. Emma has what can only be described as a perfect life, she earns far more than the average for a manager of her level due to in part to Emma's devious nature as well as the fact that Emma is in a serious relationship with Chris Parker who is the son of the Thomas Parker who is the managing director of the insurance company.

Emma is relaxing at her large desk and chatting with Chris.

Chris is 30, athletic thick build which after many years of playing rugby had made his body thick with muscle. Chris met Emma after she had finished college; Emma was stunning to Chris's eyes.

Chris had always had a high sex drive but the more Emma denied him the more he wanted her, his friends had told him to dump her and move on but every time he tried she would look at him with those blue eyes and perky breasts and would cave in straight away.

Hey Em, what do you want to do tonight?

Sorry babe, Emma purred, I have a full make over booked and then want to go to a that new night club that opened. Some bimbo from that’s famous for getting her boobs out is opening it but there will be loads of famous people there.

Chris sighed, He has not had any time really with Emma in weeks, in between shopping, parties with her friends and the sessions at the gym, he never gets to see her.

An idea hits me; my dad could pull some strings and get him two tickets for the opening.

What is I could get us tickets, would that interest you?

Really, wow Chris! You have a date.

Emma rests back on her chair, I knew that would work, Poor little Chris, I can read him like a book as well as I know that Tommy boys entertainment department had arranged this event.

I may even let Chris have his way with me..Maybe hehe.

Emma had been keeping Chris on the hook for ages, only letting Chris have sex only when it’s convenient for Emma and only when there is something in it for her.

Chris has only been missionary position, Emma refuses to even touch Chris's cock and when Chris suggested oral sex, well Emma made sure that Chris didn’t even get to see her nude let alone have a feel of her perky boobs that is until after he had shown up with roses and a new diamond chain and the promise that Chris would never even suggest oral again.

Its not that Emma hated sex, she loved it but she learnt from a her teenage years that she could control everyone around her and get what she wanted without having to resort to the methods that some other girls would lower themselves to.

In Emma’s entire life she has had the best, best clothes, best education, best of everything, she hated poor people, loathed whores as she considered that any women that would lower themselves to degrading sexual acts were the scum of society. 

Emma found that a horny and desperate man is worth more than a satisfied one and certainly would never do anything that would give a man pleasure without getting something in return. 

Meet you at the taxi rank then around 8ish Chris, is that ok?

Chris had hoped that he would get to have sex at least once before going out but once again he was denied.

Ok Em, see you later. Love you.

Emma just put the phone down and relaxed back in her leather chair, everythings just perfect.

 

Tracy Richards was hiding behind the sofa again, the banging at the door had been going on for nearly an hour and had finally stopped.

Tracy lived in a one bedroom flat in the area of the city that was more known for fights and violence and especially whores than an area where you would raise a family.

Tracy was 26, short dark hair, slim and with a nice set of breasts, she had always tried to stay in shape but could never afford a gym membership so she did what she could but most of her exercise came from her night time job, Tracy was a whore, she had been one since she was 19 when the landlord nearly killed her when she couldn’t pay the rent.

Tracy had never had much luck in life, She had to leave school at 14 to take care of her mom who was terminally ill with cancer, when she did pass away when she was 17.

Tracy then had to take a job at a supermarket just to pay for the funeral costs and the mortgage on the house, then the supermarket closed when she was 19 then the bank closed on the mortgage forcing her out of the house and into this low cost flat.

A few months of job hunting with no luck and no money led to the attack by the landlord and him forcing himself onto her.

The landlord was over weight and was disgusting; he lusted after Tracy since he saw her and let her get into debt so he could take advantage of her when she couldn’t pay the rent.

For once Tracy was lucky when Randy who was a neighbour who lived upstairs down and beat the landlord senseless.    

Randy was a pimp but not by choice, Randy was a single black man who hated what was going on in the world around him. Randy had lived in the area since he was a kid and the injustice of what was happening to the women and kids that were turning to drugs and walking the street just to pay the rent sickened him.

Randy offered protection to a number of the lady’s who lived in the flat and only took a small portion of the earnings, sometimes even refusing to take anything if the girl had a hard night.

The police were aware of Randy but they had an understanding that Randy would not deal drugs and the whores he looked after were safe and stayed clean and supplied with condoms.

Randy took Tracy under his wing and tried everything he could to get Tracy a new job but they both new that she had no choice but to become a whore so Randy asked Debbie to take care of Tracy and show her the ropes and how best to service the different customers.

Debbie was 39 and had been a pro since she was 16. Debbie was of average body build, the years had been rough on her, her tits were sagging and her ass was growing but she could still perform with the best of them.

Debbie took an instant shine to Tracy and went out of her way to look after her, Tracy looked up to Debbie like a big sister but Debbie had to admit that she would love to eat her pussy and stick her head between those perky breasts.

Debbie never had lesbian feelings before but if anyone were going to turn her gay it would be Tracy.

Seven years on and Tracy is still in debt to the banks for credit cards and the outstanding mortgage payments on the family home as well as various other bills.

Hiding behind the sofa had become the normal way of life for her but she new that she had to get out on the street and earn some cash otherwise she would be in even more trouble.  

 

Chapter 2

Chris was waiting on the street by the taxi rank, trying not to make eye contact with the various prostitutes and drug dealers that worked the area.

Chris looked at his mobile phone and checked the time, Emma was late as usual. Chris hated this every time he was left standing outside alone waiting for her to finally show up, then he saw her.

It had to be Emma but what was she wearing but more to the point what wasn’t she wearing!

There stood "Emma" wearing knee high banged up black fake leather boots which were scuffed and dirty, a black fake leather mini skirt which looked very and old and was so short it was just about covering her ass cheeks and to top it off a pink cheap looking boob tube which looked like her tits would fall out of at any moment.

Chris was stunned then it struck him that "Emma’s" hair was darker and a lot shorter than it was yesterday when he saw her.

Chris walked over to "Emma" and at first didn’t know what to say but finally spoke,

Hey Em..er..different look for you, got to say though you still look sexy as hell....are you supposed to dress like that for the party? I thought it was smart but casual..

Tracy looked at Chris a little shocked but then Tracy was used to the different types of perverts that came up to her, though nothing like this before.

He was cute though, never had someone like him come to me before, he looks like money with the way that he's dressed and smells like expensive aftershave not the usual beer and sweat that I have to deal with.

Hi mister, my names Tracy but I can be anyone you want for the right price. Tracy then gave Chris a knowing wink and a cheeky smile that she had practiced on many men and some women over the years.

Oh I get it Chris replied, is this some game that your going to play at the party to get some attention, you will defiantly get some exposure going to the party dressed like that babe.

I am always ready to party baby, do anything you want, any time you want, do you want me Tracy replied.   

Chris started to feel his trousers tighten, he was getting turned on by how "Emma" was dressed and this slutty role she was playing was driving him wild.

Suddenly Chris felt something strike him on the shoulder, Chris turned around and there stood Emma who had a face like thunder, red and angry and looking directly at Chris.

WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT YOUR DOING!! Emma shouted, quickly trying to regain her temper, why are you talking to a fucking whore! Emma said under her breath.

Chris looked at Tracy and then at Emma who was wearing a very expensive looking evening dress, black high heels and diamond necklace with a small expensive handbag.

Emma's face and hair was made up perfectly and looked every inch a movie star or fashion model.

Chris couldn’t believe it, they looked identical apart from the hair and clothes, Chris tried to speak but before he could Emma started shouting at Tracy.

LOOK YOOU FUCKING SLAG, GET AWAY FROM MY MAN AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU CHEAP PEICE OF SHIT!

before Tracy could reply Emma started again, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SPEAKING TO HIM! YOUR NOTHING! YOUR A FUCKING STUPID SLAG!.

Chris tried to speak again and reason with Emma,

Babes its not what you think, I though she was you..Just as Chris said it he knew it was the wrong thing to say.

Emma's face went bright red, THIS FUCKING WHORE LOOKS LIKE ME! Emma drew a deep angry breath, YOU THINK THAT THIS DIRTY FUCKING TRAMP LOOKS LIKE ME! YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT! IF YOU THINK THAT YOUR GETTING ANY TONIGHT YOU CAN THINK AGAIN YOU FUCKING MORON!.

Emma turned again and looked at Tracy and just as Emma was about to start throwing more abuse at Tracy a bright flash of light struck all three.

 

Randy who was listening from around the corner came in to view wearing a pair of sunglasses and carrying a piece of what looked like a piece of black cloth.

Randy then picked up off the floor what appeared to be an oversize red ruby and placed it in the cloth and put it in his pocket.

Chris, Emma and Tracy could not move, they just stood there like a statue.

Randy then spoke in a very calm and direct voice and said simply Follow Me Now.

The three then automatically followed Randy in to a secluded area where a lot of the women took the men to have sex without being bothered by the police.

Randy told them to stop and stand still, he looked at Tracy and apologised for having to do that, and said that it should wear off soon.

Randy then looked at Chris and Emma and did a double take, he looked over Emma and then looked at Tracy, I can believe it, she looks just like you.

Randy spoke directly to Emma, You Will Do What I Say And Answer Me Truthfully, What’s Your Name? Emma replied quickly with an almost tiny voice Emma Hankinson.

It was like all her anger was gone and it was replaced with a feeling that she must obey.

Randy then asked Emma, Are You Related To Tracy? Emma replied no, I am an only child.

Why Were You Shouting At Tracy?

She was talking to my Chris Parker who's my boyfriend and she’s a whore, I hate whores Emma said quickly.

Do You Love Chris?

No, Emma said without shame

Why Not?

I can do a lot better than him, I think that I am much to good for him, I only want Chris's money and position in his fathers company. Emma went red as she said these things, she wanted to stop but couldn’t control herself.

Randy thought for a moment then turned to Chris.

You Will Do What I Say And Answer Me Truthfully, What’s Your Name?

Chris Parker he replied in the same way that Emma spoke.

Is This Woman Your Girlfriend?

Yes, she is.

Do You Love Her?

Yes, I do even if she treats me badly.

Are You Hurt By What She Just Said?

Yes.

Do You Think That She Needs To Learn A Lesson?

Yes.

Chris was heart broken.

Randy smiled, That’s just what I wanted to hear he thought.

Randy turned to Tracy.

I always thought a lot of you Tracy, wanted a better life for you than the one you had to live with.

I am going to do something that I swore to myself that I would never do, I don’t have the right to do this but when a chance to change your life like this comes along I have to force you to take it.

Tracy looked blankly at Randy, not understanding what was going on around her.

Randy took out the ruby and pointed it at Emma's face.

 

Emma Hankinson From Now On You Will Return To This Place Every Night Or Whenever I Call You And You Will Do Whatever I Say!

You Will Become Whatever I Tell You To Become!

You Will Forget Meeting Tracy!

You Will Forget Meeting Me!

Your Will Remember Only That You Must Come Here And Do What I Say!

You Are Going To Learn A Lesson!

The ruby flashed light into Emma's eyes for a few seconds then stopped.

Randy the turned to Chris,    

Chris Parker You Will Remember Everything That Has Happened Here!

You Will Remember What Emma Really Thinks About You!

You Will Remember Tracy!

You Will Tell Everyone That Tracy Is Emma Hankinson! 

All The Feelings You Had For Emma are Now Transferred To Tracy!

You Will Do Whatever I Say!

The ruby flashed again in Chris's eyes the stopped.

Then Randy turned to Tracy.

This is going to be tough kid but its for your own good, I hope that you can forgive me one day.

Tracy Richards You Will Forget What Has Happened Here!

You Will Remember That You Must Return Here To This Place Every Night To Meet With Emma.

You Will Remember Chris!

You Will Fall In Love With Chris!

The More Time You Spend With Him, The More You Love Him!

You Will Tell Anyone Who Asks That Your Name Is Emma Hankinson!

You Will Do Whatever I Say!

The ruby flashed in Tracy’s eyes then stopped.

 

Randy put the ruby away in his pocket and looked at the three in front of him.

Chris you will be taking Tracy to the party tonight and you will have a great time, Chris smiled and nodded his agreement.

Chris I think that you should ask Tracy out on a date then, don’t you?

Chris turned towards Tracy and went a little bit pale then spoke,

Hi Tracy, err would you like to come to the party tonight? with me I mean?

Emma looked furious and started to shake with anger.

Tracy smiled, a little embarrassed but managed to reply,

Yes I would love to go with you but I am not really dressed for a party and I need to work tonight, I have bills to pay.

Randy jumped, that’s no problem Tracy, Emma will be taking over from you tonight, isn’t that right Emma.

Emma was glowing red by now, it looked like she would burst a blood vessel at any moment but all Emma could say was yes Randy.

That’s great Emma but I do think that you’re over dressed for what you will be doing tonight but I know what to do.

Emma take off all your clothes right now and give them to me.

Emma’s couldn’t believe what she just heard, who is this loser to tell me to take off my clothes, I will not take off my clothes Emma said but she did not realise that her hands had already let the hand bag hit the floor and had slid the straps off her dress and had stepped out of it, picked it up and handed it to Randy.

Oh Emma, you already are Randy said with a smile.

Emma looked down as she was taking off her silk bra and handing it to Randy, her breasts firm and perky with her nipples hard pointing out at Randy.

To Emma's Horror she slid the panties down her long legs and then undid her expensive high heels and handed them over as well.

Emma stood there naked except for the diamond necklace she wore around her neck, trying to cover her body from the eyes of Randy, Chris and Tracy.

The main thing Randy noticed about Emma apart from her tits was that her pussy hair was neatly trimmed in to a runway above her clit.

Stop being so shy and put your hands behind your neck and push them tits out, you will be doing a lot of that later, I don’t think that you will be keeping that pubic hair for long Randy laughed, I will have Debbie explain it to you after you have met some of your customers.

Emma did as she was told and assumed the position but continued to look at Randy not understanding what he meant.

Randy next spoke to Chris, You look like you have not seen Emma naked in quite some time have you?

Chris said no, it’s been a really long time.

Never mind, I want you to look directly as Emma, take in all her beauty until I tell you to stop looking.

Chris looked directly at Emma, its as if he could not move his head away from her, he might now hate her but a naked beautiful women posing in front of you is hard to resist.

 

Randy then spoke to Tracy, I am going to turn my back and I want you to take off your clothes and put Emma's clothes on and leave you old clothes on the floor.

Tracy then stripped off her boots,mini skirt,boob tube and grey white cotton thong and put on the expensive outfit Randy had given her.

The dress fitted perfectly, in fact it looked better on Tracy than it did on Emma.

It had been a long time since Tracy had worn new bra and panties, she had never worn silk ever it felt so sexy and then slipped on the high heels, She looked perfect apart from the make up.

Randy turned around as just as Tracy had finished slipping on the high heels, Randy looked like a proud father as he looked at Tracy.

Randy picked up Tracy’s clothes and threw them at Emma's feet, ok Emma here’s your official uniform for tonight fell free to put it on in your own time.

Emma looked disgusted at what was at her feet, on the dirty ground. I would be too ashamed to throw that stuff in the charity bin let alone wear it she said.

Randy smiled, I do love her attitude, I could tell her directly to put it on but this is much more fun. Its either that or you go the rest of the night naked, its your choice princess!

Emma reached down and picked up the thong, it was grey from many washes and when Emma looked closer it had....oh my god! Emma screamed, its got spunk stains on the crotch...on both sides....I cant wear them...no, never!!! Emma screamed.

Put them on now Emma, Randy said in a direct voice. Emma quickly slid the dirty panties up her tanned golden brown-waxed legs and around her expensive trimmed pussy.

My god they are damp Emma said, how many men have you fucked already tonight you slut.

Tell her Tracy what you have had to do today to survive, tell this little princess what you have had to do just to earn a living Randy said in a harsh tone.

There was one man a little over an hour before I met you and Chris who wanted a blowjob and after him there was a guy who wanted full sex up against the rubbish bins and before him there was the guy who just wanted to give me a pearl necklace in the side street.

Emma smiled, see its not so bad, men give her necklace's for sex, your all a bunch of benefit thief’s and losers.

Randy looked amazed at Emma then looked at Chris, Do you know what a pearl necklace is Chris?

Chris nodded, even he couldn’t believe that Emma was that stupid.

Tell you genius of an ex girlfriend what a pearl necklace is please!

A pearl necklace is when a guy cums over a girls tits and neck Chris replied.   

Emma looked even more disgusted, I am not doing that she said, as Emma stood there pulling up the mini skirt with one hand while holding the boob tube in the other, then a thought struck Emma...somebody cum over her chest and I am holding her boob tube...Emma looked it over and saw the stains on the top.

Oh dear god! that’s disgusting, your tops covered in it, As Emma pulled the top over her head, messing up her perfect hairstyle and smudged her make up.

Emma's tits looked like they were ready to fall out as she reached down and put on the horrible boots.

I hate this was the final word s Emma said before Randy told her to stop talking as Emma stood there looking every bit the whore that Tracy had looked only a few moments ago.

As insult to injury Randy commanded Emma to remove her diamond necklace and place it around Tracy’s neck and was to put Emma’s expensive make up on Tracy’s face, Emma was fighting her own body for control as she put the necklace around Tracy’s neck, she so wanted to strangle this slut but her body would not do listen to her.

Emma finished putting the make up on Tracy’s face, the little whore even had the nerve to say thank you to me for putting the make up on her, was all Emma could think as she finished her task.

Emma handed the handbag to Tracy as Randy watched over Emma's humiliation.

 

Randy gave Chris some last minute instructions telling him to take care of Tracy and not to do anything that he would regret and then sent them on to the party leaving Emma with Randy.

 

Emma was going to have a big night but not in the way that she would like

 

Chapter 3

 

Debbie Carter arrived at the alley where Emma was currently being given instructions on what was expected of her in Emma's new role as in Emma's own words put it so well as a fucking whore.

Debbie was 49 and to look at her any passer by could tell that she had spent some hard time on the streets. Debbie had done a lot of drugs in her younger years but Randy had managed to get her into rehab but due to her criminal record was never able to get her off the streets. Randy was the closest thing that Debbie had to family and Randy felt the same way about her.

Randy saw Debbie walk in the alley way and stopped talking to Emma and waited to see if Debbie could tell the difference between Emma and Debbie's best friend Tracy.

Debbie had known Tracy since Tracy had turned to being a prostitute, Debbie was there for her during those shaky few months when the thought of another blowjob would make Tracy sick.

Debbie was one of the few who knew everything about Tracy and almost visa versa, What Tracy didn’t know was that Debbie had a crush on her ever since they first met but Debbie had decided a long time ago it would not be fair to the kid to screw with her head any more than what life was already doing to her. She would be Tracy’s friend and nothing more.

Hey kiddo, Hi Randy, What’s up? it took a few moments for Debbie to realise that Tracy’s hair was different in both length and colour as well as the way Tracy looked at Debbie...It was almost like she didn’t know her.

Is everything ok, Tracy you look pale what’s the matter asked Debbie but "Tracy" remained silent.

You can’t tell either can you Debs, come on admit it joked Randy.

What are you talking about and what’s up with Tracy? an ever more perplexed Debbie asked.

This said Randy is not Tracy, it’s a stuck up princess called Emma.

Debbie looked at Randy for a moment almost ready to say fuck off and what’s really going on until she noticed Randy’s expression, he was not joking!

You used it didn’t you was all Debbie could say.

Yeah, I did...I know I promised never to use it but this was a gift from high above...she is the exact image of Tracy in almost every way pleaded Randy

 

It was like Randy was trying to excuse himself from what he had done and to a large extent what he was going to do.

 

You can’t steal this girl’s life, its wrong and you know its wrong Debbie fired back.

Tracy’s had it tough, probably the worst Randy replied and I will not stand by while this spoiled princess pisses away her life and ruins other peoples lives all because she got lucky to be born with the things that Tracy could only dream of having! Tracy’s better then that, she’s better than all of us and you know it!

 

There was silence while Emma was silently praying that this old bag would get her out of this situation.

I will have them all arrested and sent away for a long time and that stupid boyfriend will be back running worshipping the ground that I walk on.

 

Ok, tell you what I will do pleaded Randy, I will let this girl speak for herself and let you decide what we should do.

If you speak to her and you still think that I am wrong then I will release her and take the consequences of my actions, is that fair Debs?

Ok Debbie replied, it’s a deal.

Ok you will tell the whole truth and do whatever Debbie tells to do, understand Emma?

Emma nodded (she was jumping for joy inside, I will be out of this in 30 seconds flat)

 

Hi Sweetie, please speak free and tell me about yourself asked Debbie as she put her arm around Emma's shoulder.

Don’t call me sweetie you old hag!, I will have you all arrested and send to prison (oh god please stop me saying these things) and while your at it get your fucking arm from around me you fucking dyke you stink of piss.

What is your problem dear, I am only trying to help you asked Debbie.

I do not want the help from some old fat lesbian whore, I want my clothes back, I want my boyfriend back and I want to get away from you pair of worthless fucking nobody’s, shouted Emma.

Emma be silent shouted Randy as Debbie looked really hurt by Emma's comments.

 

She looks like my best friend said Debbie but she is a disgusting horrible person, I am with you on this Randy she must be taught a lesson.

Randy was relieved and smiled at Debbie, well that’s why I called you Debs, Tracy is having the night of her life with Emma's boyfriend at a party so this lovely person is going to be filling in for Tracy tonight and probably for a long time to come.

        

Debbie agreed to take over from Randy and tell Emma what to do while Randy went to check on the other girls on the streets that night and Randy commanded Emma to follow any and all instructions that will be given by Debbie.

 

As Randy left the alley Debbie was looking over Emma, she still could not believe that this was a different person to the girl that she had known for over seven years.

Right Emma as you love the sight of me so much you will simply refer to me as mistress from now on do you understand?

Yes mistress, Emma felt sick inside but couldn’t help herself, she had to do what this old bat told her to do.

Follow me Em, (just hearing her say this like they were friends made Emma her feel worse) you don’t mind if I call you Em do you Em?

Emma replied that she preferred Emma but Debbie quickly answered back with you do not mind if I call you Em understand slut!

Yes Mistress was all that Emma could reply back with.

So Em we are going to put you to work on the street, you will charge the following:

£10 - hand job

£15 - blowjob

£20 - normal sex

£25 - anal

Anything else by special negotiation with your Mistress.

If any cum lands on your clothes you charge an extra £5 understand

I understand that you are not very experienced so I will allow a discount if any of the customers complain, I think that’s fair don’t you Em.

Yes Mistress Emma replied but Emma was thinking that I am not a cheap whore, I will not do this, I am Emma Hankinson and I will not do this.

Ok then Em, that’s settled, oh any questions Em?

Yes how am I supposed to have sex, I do not perform like you common whores! I can’t simply drop my knickers and be wet for every man that walks by!

Debbie just smiled at Emma, you are a commons whore now baby but I will offer you a tip since you asked and was so very polite about it, Myself and Tracy would use KY jelly to lube ourselves up for action.

Well, give me some then Emma demanded.

Debbie smiled as she had an evil thought but would it work and how much control do I actually have over her, its got to be worth a try and if it works then it would lead to all sorts of fun with this stuck up bitch.

Em, from now on you will get yourself wet by covering your fingers with spit and rubbing your clit and pussy, you will do this in front of the customer and when you do it you will get very horny but will not be able to cum! do you understand little Em?

Yes Mistress Emma replied (yeah like I would ever do that, just humour her and make my escape when I can)

Also you will return directly to me after you have been with a customer, you will not clean yourself up, you will not put any clothes back on, you will return straight to me and hand me the money understand Em?

Yes Mistress (damn her, I will find a away out of this, they are nobody’s and I much smarter than her, its just a matter of time and I will find a way to escape)

 

A young man in his early 20's walks by and asks Emma how much for a blowjob, before Debbie can say anything Emma has told him to go fuck himself, I am not a fucking whore.

The man runs off in fright.

Oh Em, but you are are stupid whore reply’s Debbie, you will need to work on your people skills. from now on you will be polite to all customers no matter what you really think about them, you will talk sexy and slutty for them, do you understand my little whore.

Yes Mistress reply’s Emma (damn fucking pervert, I will not open these legs or mouth for any one of these low life scum bastards)

 

Just then a seedy looking old man named John walks by, he is in his 50's, bald with old clothes which make the man look like a tramp. His smell is pure sweat and there are a number of stains on his trousers and shirt.

He shuffles up to Debbie, How much for a tug sweet heart?

Debbie knows this guy from around the area, he's harmless and I think that he will be good learning experience for Em, From me its £10 dear but you see this girl here is new and needs the practice so I will let you have her for £5, how does that sound dear.

Really, John couldn’t believe his luck, she is beautiful and she’s going to do me for £5.

Tell you what my dear, I will give you a treat, for £5 she will give you a session like you have never had before or will again.

John just can’t believe this offer and looks at Debbie like this is some huge joke at his expense.

No really John, this is your treat on the house says Debbie to his shocked face.

Em, you will follow these instructions, take this gentleman to the alley, suck him, ride him and let him cum however he wishes. do it now.

Emma looks at this sweaty old man and before she can say anything her body has responded and has already took John by the hand and is leading him to the alley where all this started.

Emma turns the corner with John and looks directly into his old wrinkled face, the smell coming off John is already making Emma want to be sick.

Emma's hand reach’s out for John's belt on his trousers and removes the belt and lets the dirty smells trousers fall to the floor.

John’s boxer shorts were vile, dirty and even smellier than his trousers, covered with piss and cum stains and what Emma hoped was dirt but was actually shit marks from John not wiping his own ass at all.

Emma slid down his boxer shorts to his feet without taking her eyes off Johns face, her hand reached out with her perfectly manicured nails and wrapped her hand around Johns cock.

John was horny as hell right now and was doing all he could not to cum on this girl’s body the moment that she dropped his boxes, he felt her grip was firm but wanted everything that he was promised by Debbie.

Suck my sweetie, suck me good.

Emma dropped to her knees in this dirty scummy alley and took her first look at Johns cock, it was about 6 inch’s long and not very thick but it smelled as bad as the rest of him, Emma mind was screaming NO!, I AM NOT DOING THIS, I WILL NOT DO THIS as her sweet red lipped mouth opened and took this disgusting rank horrible old cock in to her mouth and started to suck.

Use you tongue sweetie, get in there and lick me all over said John in a bliss filled tone.

Emma's tongue responded by flicking all over his cock, she could taste the build up of stale salty cum from around the head of his cock, John had not had a wash in a very long time.

Emma continued to suck his cock hard, praying in her own head that he would just cum and get away from this horrible little man.

John could feel himself getting close but he had other ideas, Why cum now, I was promised that she would ride me, its been  such a long time since I last had sex with a women and I have never had sex with such a young girl even as a young man.

Stop sweetie ride me, I want you to ride me hard.

Emma stopped sucking him, in her own mind happy to stop sucking his horrible tasting cock but then realised what he was asking for...I could never become horny for this man he disgusts me and then remembered Debbie’s instructions...oh god, please no...not that.

Emma got up off the floor and with both hands pulled down her dirty grey thong to the floor and kicked the thing away from her feet, with the left hand she pulled up her mini skirt and with her right hand licked her fingers and started to rub her clit in front of John, Emma started to get really horny, she felt her fingers start to tease her pussy lips and her fingers entered her pussy, she had never felt so horny and wet in her life.

All Emma could think about now was fucking this man,

I want to see all of you John asked but as soon as he said it Emma had pulled down her mini skirt and threw it to one side and had removed her boob tube over her head and dropped the it to her feet.

I want to see all of you please miss John repeated and then Emma realised that the only thing that she had left on was her boots, she quickly reached down and pulled them off and threw them against the wall.

there she stood, completely naked and still rubbing her pussy in front of this old man.

Emma reached out for John and helped him down to the floor with her left hand, her right hand never stopping playing with her pussy, she got on top of John and guided his cock into her dripping wet fuck hole and started grinding against him.

John felt his cock get gripped by her tight pussy, she was so tight and wet, it felt amazing, Emma continued to grind against him, the feelings inside her was now nothing but lust and desperation to cum, the sounds of delight coming from Emma's mouth echoed around the alley until she felt John push Emma off him.

She had not noticing that John had already cum and had cum hard in her tight little pussy, she was to busy enjoying his cock to notice.

No, not yet, Please I really need to cum Emma pleaded to John while still being on her knees in the alley.        

I am all spent sweetie, maybe another time, with that John dropped a dirty torn £5 note on the floor and walked away.

To Emma's horror she automatically reached out and picked up the money, stood up and walked out the alley to find Debbie.

No, I need them fucking clothes, trying with all her might to control her own body but it didn’t make a difference, she continued to walk out of the alley naked, dirty and now smelling like the old man that she had just had sex with,

 

      

 

How the Other Half Live,

By MrXDevine

 

All rights reserved by the author. This story is not for children and should not be read by anyone who is not able to separate fantasy from reality. (Such as if you really think that bald men in wheelchairs can control other people’s minds and call themselves professor are real then you really shouldn’t be reading this)

This is my first story, I would be grateful for any comments good or bad are welcome.

 

Mind Control, Humiliation, Non Consensual Sex, Female Dom, Male Dom, Other.

 

Chapter 4,

 

Tracy was having a great time at the party; she had never had anyone serve champagne or anything else for that matter to her off a silver platter.

There were so many famous people at the party who she recognised; football players, TV celebs and even a few movie stars had come.

Chris could not take his eyes of Tracy all, she looked so much like Emma but there was a world of difference between them.

For a start he had never heard Emma say thank you to a waiter for bringing her a drink or help a waitress when she dropped her tray on the floor, they may look alike but that were it the similarities stop.

As the night went on Tracy did not let go of Chris's hand, they danced together, met Chris's friends who Emma hated but Tracy actually had fun with them.

Some of Chris's friends asked what was the matter with Emma, when did she have a personality transplant?

Chris just laughed but for some reason he couldn’t tell them that this was a different person so he went along with them and said that Emma's changed in all sorts of ways with a knowing smile.

His friends all agreed that this change is for the better.

Chris and Tracy chatted all through the night about various things, Chris talked about his job but when it came to talking about Tracy she was shy and embarrassed.

You can tell me anything you know, I do really like you. Chris thought he sounded like a lovesick schoolboy.

I have had it rough and I really don’t want to talk about what I do for a living replied Tracy.

That’s cool; you don’t have to say anything you don’t want to.

No its ok said Tracy, come on do you want to have another dance before they close the club?

Sounds good to me, Chris held out his hand and guided Tracy on to the dance floor.

As they were dancing close together, Tracy could feel Chris's hard cock through his trousers rubbing up against her leg, Tracy moved closer to Chris holding her body up against his, her hand resting on his hip.

They looked into each others eyes and kissed, first lightly kissing then getting heavy, Tracy took Chris's hand and they were about to leave and get a taxi home until Chris noticed an out of order toilet for disabled people.

Chris looked at Tracy and remembered his warning from Randy but Tracy had noticed it too, she took his hand and they sneaked into the toilet.

There was not much room but more than enough for what Tracy had in mind, the moment they entered the toilet they locked the door behind them, Tracy turned around kissed Chris hard on the mouth and with her free hands she took his trousers and boxer shorts down to his ankles off pushed him down on the toilet seat.

Tracy then noticed the size of Chris's cock, it wasn’t the biggest she had ever seen (she had seen a lot!) but the way it stood hard and proud even while he was sitting there. Tracy dropped to her knees and took it all in her mouth and teases the end with her very experienced tongue, her lips kissed the end of the cock, Tracy continued to suck him for a few moments then stood up and turned around, she slowly lifted her black dress to give Chris a full view of her nice pert little ass, she slid her panties down to her ankles, slow and sexy and kicked them towards to the wall of the toilet then lowered herself down onto his rock hard cock, letting Chris enter her wet pussy from behind into the reverse cowgirl position.

Chris's strong arms held her steady as she rode him hard, he had never felt these sensations before, All Emma would do was the missionary position and he had never received a blowjob in his life.

Tracy rode him long and hard, enjoying every moment of it, she then got up and turned around wrapped her legs around his waist so that they were face to face and continued to ride and kiss at the same time.

Tracy could feel herself ready to cum, she had not had a real orgasm with someone for such a long time, the pressure was building inside her, she felt it getting stronger, Chris's cock just got bit bigger and harder, he was ready to cum too.

I'm going to cum, I can’t hold it Chris pleaded.

Me too said Tracy and she started to ride him harder, they both cum hard at the same time.

Both breathless, they looked into each other’s eyes and laughed, a warm laugh of love and affection.

Tracy looked a little embarrassed as she got off Chris's still hard cock, I don’t mean to be rude but I need some toilet roll

Chris handed her some and turned his back to give her some privacy as well as pull his own trousers up, she put on her panties back on and making herself look a bit more respectable.

Chris really didn’t know what to say to Tracy, he wanted to pick her up and carry her back to his house but his own awkwardness coupled with the many years of verbal abuse and mind games that Emma loved to play left Chris unable to trust himself not to do anything but screw things up but something inside pushed him forward

....do you want to come back to my place..maybe..If you want to? You don’t have to; it’s ok if you want to go home...

Yeah, I would really like to go home with you said Tracy, both of them blushing like children.

Chris called a taxi and they both went back to his place, Chris had completely forgot about Emma and Tracy could not help the feeling that she should be doing something else, not going home with Chris but that feeling quickly passed.

Tracy gave Randy a call to tell him where she was going, Randy laughed down the phone and told her to have a good night, her shift was covered but could she put Chris on the phone for a moment. Randy asked Chris if Emma had left any clothes at his place.

Chris said that she was always leaving clothes at his house.

Randy instructed Chris that he must bring some clothes down to the alley where they all me first met at around 10am, Emma still has to go to work in the morning.

 

Chapter 5

Emma was in a state of panic as she turned the corner out of the alley and into the street,

She could not understand how she had got into this mess, all she could remember was seeing Chris talking to some prostitute but cant really recall what that woman looked like now she comes to think about it and the next thing she had lost her nice clothes and was wearing the clothes that the whore that Chris was talking to was wearing and was spoken to by someone who told her that she had a new job but also to cant remember what they looked like, only remembering the instructions about being hired as a prostitute to work these streets and then being handed over to that old whore bitch Debbie to teach me to be a god damn fucking slut.

 

The same thoughts kept running through Emma's head, why couldn’t I run away? Why the hell would I want to be fucking prostitute? and  why do I keep doing whatever this bitch tells me to do?

 

As Emma left the alley, Totally naked and holding a dirty £5 in her hand and was desperately looking for Debbie, then she saw her, Debbie was across the street talking on a mobile phone.

Emma looked around, the street had a few people walking around but there was lots of traffic on the roads, she looked down and realised that it would be impossible for her get from where she was, across the road and to the opposite side of the street without anyone seeing her.

Automatically Emma covered herself up, the hand with the dirty money went over her crotch and with her other arm covered her perky breasts and quickly walked across the street and into the road, avoiding the oncoming cars, onto the side of the street where Debbie was standing.

All around Emma, cars drivers horns and people shouting rude comments rang all around her as she crossed the road and onto the pavement.

Emma was shaking in embarrassment, whispering under her breath,

Please let this bad dream end, I just want to go home.

She walked up to Debbie and stood there with her hand that had the money in it held out towards Debbie while trying her best with her other arm to hide naked body.

Debbie glanced to the side but continued talking on the phone,

So she's ok going to be ok.....at that new club, wow very posh...Ok, I admit it you were right, this is a good idea...Yeah she’s just like you said.....she’s working....just been with old John.....Oh...that’s right, he does have that little fetish doesn’t he..... I am sure it will be ok.... she’s actually just finished and is stood right next to me....looks fine but a bit mucky, a little dirt never hurt anyone...speak to you soon bye

 

Debbie turned to Emma and looked her up and down with a fake expression of surprise,

You are a bit of a mess, I thought you rich successful people never got dirty, where are your clothes dear?

Emma was about to speak but Debbie interrupted her.

That’s right, my little instruction, you are a good little whore aren’t you little Em?

Yes Mistress replied Emma (fuck off, you old pervert piece of shit, why don’t you die you fucking dyke slut bitch, Emma’s mind screamed at Debbie)

Is that for me, Debbie took the £5 out of Emma's hand, thank you Em. You can go and get your clothes and be quick about it.

As Emma turned around to go back across the street Debbie noticed something to good to miss.

Wait a second, whats that dripping down your leg?

Emma looked down and went white as a sheet, Johns spunk had started to drip down her leg out of her pussy.

I couldn’t clean myself up until I had returned to you Emma cried.

 

Emma tried to keep her pussy tight but most of it had already escaped, helpless Emma watched the cum run down the inside of her thigh.

 

Debbie laughed at the sight of this pampered princess dirty, naked with the spunk of some old man dripping down from her perfectly trimmed pussy, all the way down her tanned waxed thigh and past the dirt and mud that caked her knees and legs.

 

Ok dear, it’s clean up time. There is a water tap and cloth behind this wall that the owner lets us use to clean up between jobs, its cold water but I'm sure that you will get to love it as much as we all do but first I want you to use your fingers and tongue to lick up every last drop of that oh so lovely cum that dripping out of perfect pussy.

Emma's hand reached down and cupped as much as she could that was dripping down her leg with her one hand and put the other hand to her pussy and was straining her little pussy to push out as much of the old mans cum as she could into her waiting hand which then moved to her mouth and let it all slip inside her eager mouth.

Debbie could not keep a straight face at the little show that Emma was putting on for her.

 

Now Em don’t forget to lick you lips, I don’t want you to miss any of that lovely spunk.

Emma's tongue shot out of her mouth and licked all around her perfect lips, picking up all the cum that had dribbled out or had missed her mouth,

It tasted foul, it wasn’t just the fact that she had to lick up this old mans rotting spunk but it was mixed with her own wetness made it even worse, she would not go down on Chris so she certainly would never go down on any woman but there she was sucking her own juices of her fingers, Emma wanted to vomit but the need to lick it all up was too strong.

 

Emma hated lesbians, she hated anything different from her (which she thought was as close to perfection as you could get), to be fair though Emma also hated gays, (Emma had two homosexuals and a lesbian fired from her office under some fake charges of reducing employee overheads) old people (how dare the continue to live and be a drain on the county) Immigrants (losers from another county are still losers) fat men (just greedy and lazy) fat women (horrible lazy greedy excuses for human beings let alone being given the title of woman)

black and asian people (cocky pieces of shit, how dare come into this county and take over. black men in particular, one of these so called people had the nerve to ask her out once, she just laughed in his face) 

I am sure the nazis would have loved to have put her in charge but they probably would have thought her views to be to strong and would give them a bad image!

 

Debbie guided Emma to where the water tap and cloth was located and instructed her to be quick.

The tap was old and dripped water and the cloth that was near by looked older than the tap was; Emma looked at the cloth and was repulsed.

How many whores had wiped themselves "clean" with it, it looked and smelled foul but before Emma could look for something else to use, Debbie called out to Emma to hurry up, Emma's hands grabbed the wet sticking cloth and wiped it all over her body, it didn’t take long for the dirt and mud to come off her naked body but all Emma could think about was how disgusting the cloth is and how freezing cold the water feels against her body.

Emma put her mouth under the tap to get rid of the taste of Johns cum and was finally finished cleaning herself up.

Naked, dripping wet with freezing cold water, Emma went back to where Debbie was waiting for her.

 

Much better little Em, now off you go to get your clothes and come straight back here to me.

Emma turned and put her left arm across her breasts and the other covering her pussy and went to make a run for it across the road but as she put one foot on to the road she heard Debbie's voice calling her back, Emma turned around and run back to Debbie.

Debbie smiled as Emma returned to her,

Now Em, I think that as you are new to the job I think that you should be showing yourself off. You are a very sexy woman and you do want to get lots of business so I think that all this covering yourself up should stop.

When you go back to get your clothes you should not cover up your body, walk slowly, and swing your arms, shake that sweet little ass you have. If any one calls out to you or sounds there car horn you will smile and wave at them, if anyone who shouts anything offensive you will blow them a kiss, understand my little Em?

Emma replied with the standard Yes Mistress but Debbie could see her face glowing red and shaking with anger.

That’s a good little slut, now off you go.

Emma turned around and walked slowly back to the alley, once again cars were sounding there horns people were shouting disgusting things but all she could do was continue to walk slowly, shake her ass, smile and blow kisses but inside she was so angry and humiliated and embarrassed, all she wanted was this to be over.

Emma turned the corner into the alley and found...nothing, her clothes were gone, everything not even that stupid disgusting grey thong, everything’s gone.

Suddenly it hit her, the old man! What did Debbie say...his little fetish...he must have come back and took my clothes when I walked off to find Debbie!

What can I do, I hated those clothes but it was better than being naked.... I can’t walk back to Debbie, not like this! Please not like this but what choice do I have, If I stay here anything could happen to me or if I go back there is at least some chance that Debbie could give me some clothes..Its better that nothing which is really all I have at the moment.

Emma turned around and realised that the instructions Debbie had given her were still working, she couldn’t run neither could she cover herself up so she continued back to Debbie, passing all the car drivers and passers by shaking her ass and blowing kisses.

 

Emma arrived back at Debbie,

What’s the matter Em, prefer to stay naked?

My clothes are gone Mistress, please may I have some more clothes Mistress Emma begged.

Well you did say please said Debbie but the cost of these clothes will have to come out of the money you make tonight my forgetful Em.

Yes Mistress (I did not forget them, they were stolen for fucking whore!, if you had not put that stupid command in my head that this would not have happened you fucking old hag)

Debbie went inside a seedy looking flat and returned a few moments later carrying a vary small amount of clothes.

Here you are little Em, get dressed right here, right now.

Emma took the clothes and had a look at what they were, first there was a pair of small neon pink hot pants which look at least a size to small even on Emma's perfect body next there was a bright yellow thong but the crotch of the thong was tiny, just about enough to cover Emma's vagina but her pubic hair would stick out the top. third there was what appeared to be a small white t-shirt but when Emma turned the t-shirt around it had a slogan on the front in bright red letters BRITANY SUCKS BUT I SWOLLOW and finally a pair of old cheap blue battered sandals.

Come on, hurry it up, you should be on you next customer, get dressed now!

Emma slid the yellow thong up her legs and she was right, it did not cover her pubic hair, in fact it didn’t really cover her pussy either, she next put on the hot pants, she really had to fight to get them up as they material was old and sticky which Emma did not even want to think about but they did fit her even if they did show the outline of her thong.

Emma slid on her sandals, which were a little too big, and threatened to come flying off if she tried to walk quickly and finally she put on the t-shirt.

The t-shirt was far too small for her, it did not cover her from the top of the hot pants to just under her breasts, her nipples were clearly visible and due to not having a bra on if she did any movement with her arms such as lifting them up, the t-shirt would ride up and give anyone looking a full view of her breasts.

      

Debbie started clapping as Emma tried to pull the t-shirt down but it would not move any lower, you look perfect, now its time for your next customer, the customer is waiting for you in your favourite alley, don’t worry about the money, we have already sorted that out all you have to do is follow the customers every command until the customer is finished with you, simple hehe

Why did Debbie keep saying "the customer" I have a bad feeling about this Emma thought as she walked towards the alley.

 

Chapter 6

 

Emma walked back to the alley, she really was getting sick of the sight of this place. As she turned the corner Emma's body stopped dead in its tracks, there stood a tall, large figure, shaved head with a very fat face which refused to do anything to hide her many chins with a look on her face that gave the impression she would rip any man apart for daring to be on the same planet as her, she was dressed in a pair huge pair of army combat trousers and wearing a large red t-shirt that had on the front in black letters I'M A LESBIAN, GOT A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THAT! and a pair of large combat shoes, she had to be at least 40 stone, the way she stood Emma could see her flab hanging over her combat trousers in the alley at first Emma thought it was a man but on closer inspection she did have some female features but not many.

 

This "woman" pointed at Emma and said one word in a very rough tone of voice HERE!, it wasn’t a request and she knew it.

The woman looked down at Emma and spoke in a low, level and above all else scary voice,

Are you Em?

yes said Emma in a very tiny voice, Mistress Debbie...sent me, trying not to let her voice crack too much.

Good, your going to be my slut, you will do everything I fucking say or I will hurt you, got it slut?

yes, said Emma, every instinct in Emma' s head was screaming get out of there, RUN!!, JUST RUN! But her body wouldn’t respond.

Good slut, Strip off, I want a good look at you.

Emma started taking off her clothes, her hands were shaking, but luckily there was not much that she had to take off, she dropped her clothes at her feet but the woman kicked them hard to one side, they landed near the end of the alley.

Turn around and let me have a good look at you.

Emma turned around on the spot, not daring to try to cover herself; she could feel a cold sweat running down her back.

Very nice, your just like Debbie promised, very tasty, the women then reached out with her huge right arm and grabbed Emma's neck, she leaned in and licked the side of her face.

mmm, soft and sweet, she then reached out with her huge left arm and grabbed Emma's right breast, she twisted her nipple in the huge fingers making Emma cry out in pain.

Good, good said the woman, enjoying Emma's helpless pain, she released Emma's nipple and her large flabby arm lowered to between Emma's legs.

The woman leaned in closer to Emma’s head and whispered into her ear, you can part your legs yourself or I will part them for you.

Emma's heart was racing, she parted her legs a little then the woman spoke again.

Wider my slut, much Wider, I can show you how wide I want you she said in a rough tone that promised Emma that it would be best to do it Emma's way rather that this huge monster's way.

Emma parted her legs as wide as she could, she could feel the breeze between her legs.

Good girl, the woman was really enjoying herself now.

So my slut I hear from Debbie that you dislike lesbians, is that true?

Emma could feel herself starting to go faint.

Tell me the truth slut; you don’t want me to think that you’re not being truthful with me now?

Emma opened her mouth praying for a lie but instead got the truth,

I hate lesbians, they are filthy cockless dykes. (oh god, please stop) all a lesbian wants is a cock, they are pathetic, men should be with women, its a fucking biological fact (shut up, shut up, shut up!!!) all lesbians are freaks and should make everyone happy and die, (just kill me, please, quickly, just fucking kill me!)

The woman looked at Emma for a moment thinking about what she just said, Emma felt the woman’s grip tighten around her neck.

So what do you think of me slut?

(oh my god, I am going to die!!!) You look like a big fat dyke monster that scares the hell out of me!

What do you think I am going to do to you my little slut?

Rape my beautiful body with your lesbian desires and kill me (I'm dead, its over, fucking dead)

Your either very brave or very stupid my little slut, I was told by Debbie that you had strong opinions and needed an attitude adjustment, I never realised you were this fucking crazy.

I am not going to rape you, in fact I'm not going to force myself on you at all, the woman licked her lips, Emma felt the woman’s hand go between her legs and started stroking her pussy like it was a pet.

So you dislike being touched by a woman?

Yes.

Debbie said that you would do anything I tell you to do, is that correct?

Emma tried with all her strength to stop from answering but it didn’t help.

Yes, I must do anything you say to make you cum (fucking shut up!!!!)

She felt the woman’s hand grasp her pussy hair and yanked it hard, pulling out several hairs in one go, Emma screamed in pain, her body like a rag doll swinging from the woman’s tight grip of her neck.

The woman raised her left hand in front of Emma’s face, holding them like prize, pushed the hairs under Emma's nose, making her smell her own pubic hair, she then held the hairs under her own nose and smelled then.

Very nice my slut, I see that you take good care of yourself and your bush, I do not think that you will hold on to them for very long in this business hehe.

Why did everyone keep saying that, what’s going to happen to me? Is my pussy going to go bald? Everyone around here is fucking crazy.

The woman put the hairs in her pocket of her combat trousers and smiled at Emma.

Here is what your going to do my little dyke hating slut, your going to want me, your body’s going to ache for my touch, you will beg to be my little lesbian slut slave, your going to worship my body, it turns you on but I want you to continue to feel the hatred that you normally feel for me, understand?

 

As soon as the woman finished talking, Emma felt a change in her, she couldn’t take her eyes of the woman’s big flabby breasts, Emma’s eyes went higher taking in the beauty of the woman’s big fat chins under her neck, inside she was hot and horny, more horny than she had ever been in her life.

 

The woman smiled as she looked into Emma's eyes and saw the look of lust in them, she let go of Emma's neck and she dropped to her knees, her face fell into the woman’s crotch. The woman laughed at her, oh dear for a woman who hates lesbians you have put yourself in the right position to eat my pussy, would you like that?  

 

Emma looked up with pleading eyes, inside she wanted to run away but the lust had control of her now. yes please said Emma's small voice, I want you, I want you bad.

 

Since you asked like a good little dyke slave you may take down my trousers slut, I want you to smell my pussy as you pull them down, you want to kiss it, lick it, fuck it, I want you desperate to eat my lesbian pussy you hate filled bitch.

The woman released Emma's neck, Emma dropped to her knees, her hands eagerly reached for the military style belt buckle, undid the buttons at the front of the trousers and as she pulled the trousers down she could smell sweetness in the air, it was intoxicating to her, the smell was turning her on.

Emma did not expect the woman to be wearing a pair of silk red panties similar to what she herself owned, Emma's moved her head forward, taking in all the smell that was driving her wild then she noticed that at the sides of the panties sticking out were black pubic hairs but she couldn’t stop herself from getting closer to then.

Emma felt the woman’s large right hand grab the top of her head and hold her back from getting any closer.

Not yet my little slut, stand up for me and part your legs again, just like before.

It was really difficult for Emma to stand up this time, she really wanted that pussy but her body did as commanded and stood up, leg apart.

Now put you hands on the back of your head and push out your tits,

Emma pushed her chest out as far as it could go.

Now smile, said the woman, she had a small camera phone in her large hand and had started shooting a video with it.

Blow me a kiss...grab your tits and hold them out like your offering them to me, thats right, play with those nipples, get them nice and hard...wiggle that tight skinny ass for me...tell me what you were just doing before I started filming this video..

I had just taken down your trousers and was trying to put my head into your pussy because the smell drives me wild.

Are you a lesbian?

No, I hate lesbians, they creep me out. I wish they would all die.

Am I a woman?

Yes, you are a woman.

But what would you love to do to me right now?

The woman pointed directly at the phone with her fat finger, Emma looked straight at the camera phone,

I want to lick your pussy, suck on your clit, and bury my face in your vagina.

 

The woman got down on the alley floor and parted her huge fat legs, keeping the phone on Emma, come here, I want you to rub your superior whore fuck hole against my pussy.

Emma slid in between the woman’s legs; the woman was still giving Emma instructions from behind the camera phone,

 

You can take off my panties now, do it slow, enjoy it slut.

 

Emma's hands moved towards the woman’s red silk panties but had to lift up large folds of fat just to find the waistband of the panties, she had to work hard to pull them down as they were sweaty and stuck to her body. She felt herself getting hotter, needing to cum, she forced the panties down her legs and placed them next to the combat trousers.

Emma could not wait any longer and started dry humping the woman’s pussy, grinding her own tiny pussy against the woman’s.

 

Have I forced you to do any of these things slut?

no, you have not replied a very horny Emma

Are you horny for me my slut?

yes, very, I want you so bad, my pussy's on fire for you!

Are you a lesbian then my slut?

no, I hate lesbians, I would never be a fucking lesbian.

You’re doing a very good job of proving otherwise my slut!

 

The woman grabbed Emma's head and pushed it down between her legs, the smell was still strong. It made Emma's lust for this woman’s pussy keep growing a well as the heat between her own legs getting almost unbearable.

 

Emma felt repulsed by the woman, the folds of fat, the lesbian army clothes, the humiliation of having to beg on video to perform oral sex on this fat fucking beast but the commands that she gave her were to strong, the smell of this woman took complete control of Emma.

 

Emma looked at what she had been begging for, in front of her was a huge sweaty black matted hairy vagina, she could not see the woman’s pussy at all it was covered in a large thick forest of pubic hair.

 

The woman smiled and grabbed Emma's head and pushed it into the mound of hair, then the smell took over once again, driving her wild, she found herself almost falling in love with the sight of the woman's vagina.

The woman told Emma to keep her hands behind her back, she could only use her tongue and mouth to satisfy her "lesbian" urges.

 

Emma's tongue pushed out of her mouth as far as it would go, searching, tasting, licking all over the pussy. She found the woman's clit, it was big and stuck out like a little cock, she was able to take it hair and all in to her mouth and let her tongue lick her clit like it was a tiny cock.

The woman was moaning, enjoying every moment of her "blowjob", lower she moaned, eat me out now.

Emma stopped licking her clit and moved lower, her lips hovering over the woman’s pussy lips, the smell was coming out of her pussy, Emma pushed her mouth into the pussy hard, her tongue hungry, wanting more and more.

 

The taste was sticky and wet, it drove Emma wild, it was like honey to her.

She felt the woman’s hands garb the back of Emma's head and force it into her pussy, telling her to lick harder, fuck her with your tongue, Emma worked harder and felt the woman’s body tense for a moment and heard a loud scream from the woman but the woman continued to hold Emma's head in to her crotch and Emma didn’t want to stop.

Emma felt the woman's body tense again, this time it stayed tense for along time, Emma was thrown off the woman and landed on at the side of her, Emma's face covered in slime but still with a hungry look in her eyes.

 

The woman pointed the camera phone again at Emma's face and started recording.

What did you just do slut?

I sucked on your clit and licked your pussy, think that you cum.

I did cum, you were very hungry for my pussy, do you want more?

Yes please, I want more, I need more of your sweet pussy please.

Are you a lesbian and what do you think of lesbians?

no, I'm not a lesbian, fucking hate the dirty dyke bitches.

Your face is covered with my pussy juice and your begging for more, does that not make you a lesbian?

No...don’t want to be a lesbian, hate them all.

I will make a deal with you, if you admit directly into this camera that your a huge closet lesbian, I will give you a special surprise.

special surprise? Emma asked, shaking with desire. (I want to cum, I want her pussy, I really want to cum eating her pussy that must be my special surprise)

Yes my slut, a special surprise just for you.

Emma looked up, directly into the camera with lust filled eyes and an breathless panting voice, Yes, I am a lesbian, I have always been a lesbian, I crave pussy all the time, I want your pussy! Please give me your pussy!

 

Ok slut, I want you stay on your knees, arch your back, push out those things you call breasts and to close your eyes, give me a big wide smile, whatever happens you are not to move until I give you permission.

Emma closed her eyes arched her back, pushing her tits out as far as they would go and did a huge wide cheesy smile and waited in for her special surprise, she stayed in that position for a few moments waiting for the woman’s touch that would give her some sexual relief but then she felt it, a warm liquid hitting her face, some of the liquid was going down the sides of her mouth, down her throat and all over her face.

 

It was disgusting but Emma could not move, could not close her mouth or turn her head, simply frozen with this stupid expression of joy and lust on her face.

Ok, open your eyes my slut.

Emma's eyes opened and she saw the woman’s pussy over her face and the camera phone out of the corner of her eye catching on video the last few drops of piss dropping down onto her face.

Now swallow your gift and say thank you for your surprise.

Emma gulped the piss down her throat, it left her throat sore and stated disgusting, Emma tried to focus on the woman’s face and said Thank you for my surprise. 

  

The woman put on her panties and trousers back on her very large frame, and then continued to film Emma, who was still on her knees, unable to move until the woman told her to,

The woman moved over to Emma, looking down at this naked wet woman who’s originally perfect blonde hair was now after the golden shower the woman provided was ruined, stringy and matted with piss and the woman’s pussy juice, all remnants of her once perfect make was now gone.

 

The woman moved the camera around Emma’s prone body then directly in front of Emma's cheesy wet smiling face.

This is what’s left after a stuck up cock loving whore gets the taste of a real woman.

Then the woman put the phone away in her pocket.

That will go great on the internet, you can go now you stupid slut, get dressed and get out my sight.

 

The woman walked out the alley.

 

Emma got up and darted for her clothes, she quickly put them all the while trying to spit out the piss and pussy taste that was in her mouth, all she could taste was the woman’s pussy juice in her mouth, the scent lingered on her senses, her body was wet with sweat and piss as well as the body shaking need to cum.

Emma thought to herself, All I need just a moment to get myself off, anything to get rid of this fire in my pussy, could I risk it,....no ones walked in on me yet in this alley so I suppose a few seconds more wont hurt.

 

She lent back against the wall of the alley, pushed down the tight hot pants and slipped her hand inside the disgusting yellow thong, the feeling was electric, she rubbed her clit hard and reached under her t-shirt to play with the nipples, She couldn’t help it now, she needed to cum, she was on the edge, harder she rubbed her clit, I need to cum.....nearly there.....then nothing, she was on the edge, but she had lost all feeling in her nipples, pussy and clit.

The hot horny desperate feeling inside her but it was her nipples, pussy and clit had become totally numb.

Emma was screaming for release in her head but it didn’t matter, her breathing slowed down and within a few moments the feeling returned to her body.

Fantastic, fan-fucking-tastic! I cant even cum on my own any more! Shouted Emma, I am going to kill that fucking old bag, I don’t care anymore! She is fucking dead!

She can’t stop me if she doesn’t know that it’s coming!

 

I WILL KILL THAT BITCH! Screamed Emma.

 

Emma tried to walk out of the alley as fast as she could while wearing the oversize sandals cheap; Emma had a plan, kill Debbie so that this nightmare would be over.

How the Other Half Live,

By MrXDevine

 

All rights reserved by the author. This story is not for children and should not be read by anyone who is not able to separate fantasy from reality. (Such as if you really think that aliens sent a rocket with a baby inside from an exploding planet called krypton and the baby grew to fight for truth, justice, and the American way is real then you really shouldn’t be reading this)

This is my first story, I would be grateful for any comments good or bad are welcome.

 

Mind Control, Humiliation, Non Consensual Sex, Female Dom, Male Dom, Other.

 

Authors note: this is really an end to Chris's and Tracy's story and the full start of Emma's so its not got as much sex as previous chapters but will pick up by the end.

 

Chapter 7

 

Emma stood at the exit to the alley, trying all she could to calm herself down.

I must not look angry, must be cool, If that bitch can see how angry I am she will suspect something and I will miss my chance to smack that bitch in her wrinkly face.

breath deep...breath deep, hit her and run, that’s it, just hit her and run.

Wish I could get rid of these stupid sandals...no, cant do that..she might suspect something if I'm not wearing them...damn, it would make running away a lot easier without these stupid cheap pieces of shit.

 

Right, lets go and get out of damn this nightmare.

 

Emma crossed the road, she noticed that it was getting darker and there were not many cars or people around, good less chance of someone getting helping that whore when I hit her.

Emma saw Debbie standing against the wall, Emma recognised the wall as being the one, which had that vile cold water tap, and rotten cloth that she had to wash with earlier.

Be cool and walk up to her, Emma thought, stay cool then hit her when she turns around.

 

Debbie watched Emma walking towards her, she had to stop from laughing at the way that this girl keeps returning to her, Emma's hair was mess and the she noticed the yellow stains on her white t-shirt. This was too much, she really did a number on this stuck up princess.

 

Emma was getting closer to her target; her heart was racing now, so close to wiping that smug grin of her old wrinkly face.

Emma put her right hand behind her back and tightened her hand into a fist, nearly there, So close she could taste it.

 

A few more steps, here we go.

 

Emma was nearly in arms reach.

 

Ready...and...

 

STOP RIGHT THERE! Debbie yelled.

 

Emma just stopped in a step and a half from her target, her fist still clenched behind her back, unable to move at all.

 

NOOOOO, Emma's mind screamed, so fucking close....please no...this cant be happening!.

 

Oh little Em, do you really think that I could survive all these years on the streets, doing what I ...sorry...what we do, and NOT know when someone going to hit me?

What were you thinking?

 

I want to be let go Mistress, then it just flooded out of her, I hate you, hate this street, hate this life that your forcing me into! I am better than this; I will always be better than this fucking farce you’re forcing me into.

 

So you think that you have it tough Debbie replied, you have no idea what tough is. Yes I admit that part of me hates what we are doing to you and will probably end up in hell but you know something? If this works then I will dance through the gates of hell knowing that I have helped save Tracy from this life that you find so horrible.

You have had it all, money, men, fashion, a good job, a sex and the city lifestyle but what did you do to earn it?

You admit you hated you boyfriend, used him to get the job and money even admitted to wanting to use him to take over the company...oh very noble.

You use everyone around you to get what you want, what you desire but you don’t care about anything else but I promise you that the girl who is right now sampling the life that your so desperate to get back will do a damn sight more with it that you ever would! you know the funny thing about this all...do you?

 

Emma just looked at Debbie with vicious anger and rage.

 

Tracy would never ask for anything, even when people are banging on her door demanding money, she would never ask for a hand out! not once...she would never ask for your life because it would never even occur to her to want to take it!

She’s better than us, far better than you!

If that means you have to lose what you have taken from others so she can be happy then that’s exactly what’s going to happen little Em.  

 

Debbie was so angry now, it takes a lot to get her angry but pampered princess has finally done it, now she's going to get it!

 

Since you so full of energy get behind this all, you need a wash I think.

Emma stomped behind the wall, wishing that she had come up with a better plan!

 

Now strip, you should be good at this by now.

Emma removed her soggy clothes, the t-shirt stuck to her body and dropped the shirt to the floor, she removed her sandals and pulled down her hot pants and yellow thong in one fast movement.

 

Debbie then smelled something in the air and smiled, you can pull your thong back up, don’t want you getting a chill now do we? you must have enjoyed your little session with your girlfriend, you smell of sex you dirty girl.

Emma looked at her not saying a word, refusing to give Debbie the satisfaction of a reply.

Oh dear, have I touched a nerve? tell me why you stink of sex little Em?

  

Yes Mistress, I hate lesbians as if you didn’t already know that, I had to do whatever she wanted and gave her oral sex and it ended when she pissed all over me ok! She would not let me cum so after she left I tried to do it myself but it wouldn’t work, happy now?

 

Debbie laughed so hard she nearly wet herself, my poor little Em, I bet your just aching to flick your bean, Is it difficult not being able to satisfy yourself?

 

Its horrible, I need to cum so badly but nothings working, my clit and pussy just go numb when I got close to cumming, and so did my nipples, its just horrible.

 

Debbie noticed that talking about these problems made Emma’s nipples stand out and if she wasn’t mistaken a dark wet patch was appearing on her yellow thong.

There was a wetness developing as Emma continued to moan about her hardships.

 

I need to cum, please just let me have 5 minutes to cum, that’s all I need, please Mistress Emma pleaded.

 

I am not a heartless person my little Em, I will help you out with your little problem Debbie said sinisterly.

You can cum again but only if given permission also you may cum if you are performing or someone is performing on you a sex act, does that sound fair little Em?

 

Yes Mistress Emma replied (its better than nothing you old hag)

 

Also since you hate women so much, your mouth and tongue will love to eat pussy, it wont be able to get enough of it, you also cant get enough of cock in your mouth as well but inside you will stay the same, hating every second of it as your body betrays you! does that sound good my little Em?

 

Yes Mistress( It fucking does not! I can’t believe this shit!)

 

Its getting late and I promised Randy that I would not keep you out but since you are here already you may as well perform one last piece of business.

Debbie rested herself backwards against the wall and parted her legs, come her little Em and get you some pussy.

 

Emma tried to recoil in horror but her body was already moving forwards, she dropped to her knees pushed Debbie’s skirt up past her waist.

Debbie was wearing a pink thong with a white lacy trim; Emma wasted no time in pulling them down to Debbie’s ankles and dropped them next to her.

Emma saw Debbie’s pussy, it was as bad as she thought it would be, saggy and old but completely shaven, it showed the signs of the owner spending far to long on the streets.

Who knows how many cocks over the years that this old hag had in her.       

Emma could not help herself, she licked the old woman’s pussy until she found the clit and pushed her mouth around it, teasing it at first she then licked the clit in long slow motions.

Emma hated it but at the same time she loved it, her body’s need for this pussy was overwhelming her senses.

Debbie looked down at Emma, she had to admit it, she had wanted Tracy to do this to her for years and know it was kind of happening it felt better than she had ever dreamed it would.

 

You may play with your posh little pussy but you cant cum until I do instructed Debbie.

 

Emma’s hands dropped down from Debbie's waist and started playing with her pussy, it felt so good but so very wrong it just heightened the experience for her.

Emma worked her tongue lower, entering Debbie’s entrance to her pussy, which was wet from Emma's teasing of her clit.

She greedily lapped at Debbie’s pussy, licking it hard and slow, Debbie reached down and pushed Emma's head in closer, which turned Emma on even more.

Debbie felt herself cumming, she pushed Emma's head in harder, telling Emma too lick harder and faster.

Emma's mind was revolted at what she was doing to this saggy old bitch but her body couldn’t be happier.   

Emma could feel Debbie cumming which itself triggered Emma's pussy, she worked her fingers in deep into herself, fucking herself harder and harder until they both exploded at the same time.

 

Good girl, but there is always room for improvement, you will need to do that more often I think but then Debbie realised that Emma had stopped.

Debbie lifted Emma's head up and saw that she had passed out. 

 

Chapter 8

 

Emma awoke in a cold dark room lying on an uncomfortable mattress, looking down she noticed was that she was naked.

Looking around the dark room, Emma was not impressed by her new surroundings

 

It was small, dingy little room that contained a rotten looking wardrobe next to a cracked window covered in filth.

To side of the mattress was a small chair which had all her clothes piled up on it.

Oh very classy, who lives in a house like this she said very sarcastically to no one.

Getting up off the mattress, Emma found her perfect little body was stuck to it.

She peeled herself off the mattress, stood up and looked down at it.

Oh that’s just wrong! Emma said out loud.

 

The mattress was as filthy and old as the room, covered in stains and grime. It made Emma's body shake to think that she had been lying down on that thing.

She was reaching for her clothes when she started to feel uncomfortable sensation around her pussy; it was a bad itching sensation all over her crotch.  

Emma's hand shot down to her crotch and was scratching hard.

 

Damn, why wont it stop....fucking mattress has given me flees...its really irritating.

 

The door opened and Debbie walked in to the sight of Emma scratching furiously at her pussy.

 

You just cant stop touching yourself can you little Em? 

I'm not touching myself Mistress, I can’t stop scratching...its unbearable..

Oh dear, I wonder what have you done to yourself Em?

Please help me Mistress...Its really irritating...

I know dear, hazards of the job I'm afraid.

What hazards, It flees from this mattress....isn’t it?...

No my little whore, you have caught crabs I'm afraid, probably from Old John or could have been your girlfriend but the little basterds do love pubic hair and I bet that they are loving your expensive pussy right now.

Oh my god, I cant have crabs...I have never had them....please Mistress, help me get rid of them...I will do anything...please make them stop...

 

Debbie smiled, knowing full well where she got the crabs from, Emma never did ask where the yellow thong and hot pants, just thought that she deserved to be given clothes when she demanded them.

 

Debbie had retrieved the clothes off fellow prostitute who lived in the flat next to Debbie, The poor girl caught them from a customer the other day and had not had chance to throw them out.

When Debbie asked for the clothes and explained who that they were for a bitch who needed to be taught a lesson the girl happily handed them over and donated the t-shirt and sandals as well.

 

Debbie did consider that the lesbian who had paid for a session with Emma would catch them too but after what the woman did some of Debbie’s friends on the street as well as the blame could only be traced back to Emma she did not care at all.

 

Debbie’s mobile phone started to ring, she looked at the display and smiled, it was Randy.

 

Stop scratching, stand still and put your hands behind your head little Em, I think that you will want to hear this.

 

Emma stopped and assumed the position but the uncomfortable sensation did not, it was driving her nuts.

 

Hi Randy how’s it going?....they had a good night.....fantastic....back to his place....wow....Chris was a gentleman.....coming back in the morning with clothes for her.....I guess your right......oh I am sure she wont mind at all.....goodnight Randy.

 

Chris took Tracy home with him, they had a fantastic night you know but there is bad news.

You will have to stay here tonight and Chris will bring you some clothes in the morning, you still have work to go to little Em.

 

Yes Mistress, Emma said in defeat.

 

I am still full of energy you know so I think that a little fun is in order, just to help me sleep better.

You will now lie down on your new bed face up but you will keep your hands on the back of your head.

 

As Emma lay down, Debbie got on top of her with Debbie pussy directly above Emma's face.

 

I think that you know what to do little Em.

 

Emma looked at the saggy and now smelly old pussy in front of her face but the implanted urges took over, Emma's tongue went to work licking the pussy in long fast strokes.

Debbie’s wetness was already flowing making Emma’s mouth slick with her juices.

Debbie started to rock back and forth, the sensations driving her wild, loving having this bitch eat her out.

Debbie’s hands grabbed Emma's head and held it tighter into her pussy, forcing Emma's tongue into it as deep as she could go.

Debbie cum straight away but held Emma’s head they’re for a second and third orgasm, getting up off her, her legs were shaking and unsteady.

 

Go to sleep little Em, you have a big day tomorrow.

 

Debbie stumbled out of the room, leaving a now sleeping Emma with Debbie’s juice all over her face and a pussy full of crabs.

 

Chapter 8

 

Chris pulled up to alley in his silver Aston martin DB9S with Tracy in the driver's seat wearing one of Emma's power suit outfits.

Chris had the most amazing night of his life with Tracy and didn’t want it to end; He had made a very tough decision last night and need to speak to Randy first before anything could be done.

 

Are you sure that its ok to wear these clothes babe, Tracy did not like the idea of wearing someone else's property but Chris had told her the Emma left them there when she walked out on him months ago and as he paid for them, they her his to do with as he pleases.

 

Chris got out his car, carrying the clothes as requested by Randy last night but asked Tracy to stay in the car for a moment "so it doesn’t get stolen". 

 

Randy was waiting for Chris as he turned the corner into the alley.  

Hi Chris, you look tired, had a good time last night I take it?

The best of my life, thanks to you Randy, here's the bag with her clothes, not much to give her really but more than she deserves....am I right that she's took over Tracy's old job...I mean as a.... prostitute?

Yes Chris, she has been working the streets and from what I hear she hates every second of it.

Good, still nothing really changes does it, I mean, she's still using for body to get what she wants out of men.

From what I hear women as well Chris, Randy said with a laugh.

No, Really, sorry, getting off track, I really need to speak to you about something that’s on my mind but I don’t know if it’s "really" what’s on my mind or if its something that you put there.

I like your honesty Chris, not many would question what I did but I can see that you need to know, here is the truth.

There are no other commands in your head apart from the ones that you already know about.

Ok, thanks said a relived Chris, I do like Tracy...a lot...but we both know to make this work we both need to fall in love for real....not this forced command lifestyle...I don’t care at all now about Emma, I really couldn’t care less what happens to her now but I do care about Tracy, let us go and I promise that it will work between us.

You know that Tracy would not let us get away with this Chris, she would do everything she could to give Emma her life back...I did this to save her from herself.

I know Randy, that’s why I want you to leave just one command left in her head....just one and only the one...she doesn’t remember Emma..ever, I will tell her the truth that me and Emma had a failed relationship, that’s all she will need to know.

 

Randy thought for a moment, trying to see a way to make it work.

There's a lot of loose ends Chris, Emma's job, family, friends, her life in general, People will miss her.

Not really Randy, she has not spoken to her family in years, doesn’t really have any friends that would notice that she's gone her let alone search for her and I have an idea about the job.

What's the idea Chris? Randy was impressed and a little curious about what he had planned.

Tracy's going to take over Emma's job, its not like Emma made friends at the office and I will move Tracy up to my office where we could run the whole department together, any time there’s a need for someone to handle the face to face issues at the office I will do it, lets be honest its not like Emma came into the office very often or for very long in between shopping and various beauty treatments and any other bullshit excuse not to see me. She has her own place so you can send her there when your done doing whatever it is your doing to her.

 

This could work Chris, Where's Tracy and lets do this thing.

 

Randy took the ruby out of his pocket and unwrapped it out of the cloth that he kept it in and pointed it at Chris's face.

A bright light struck Chris and he felt his mind go blank.

 

Chris, You are free of all the effects of this ruby, you will never again be effected by it and all the commands given to you no longer apply....your free...wake up.

 

Chris blinked his eyes, coming back to his senses he looked directly at Randy and Randy looked back with an expectant expression.

 

Are you ok Chris, how do you feel?

I feel fine...nothings changed inside..I still feel the same..

Would you like Emma back Chris?

 

Chris thought about it for a second, searching his feelings.

 

You know what Randy... I really don’t want her back...there is a perfect girl waiting for me in my car, why would I want anyone else.

 

Randy breathed out a sigh of relief 

 

Cool man, cool...would you like to get Tracy and we can finish this thing.

 

Chris didn’t move, instead he reached into his pocked and pulled out a piece of paper and put out his hand in a motion to shake Randy's hand.

Randy took Chris hand and shook it hard, when Chris pulled his hand away he left the piece of paper in Randy’s hand.

Randy opened the piece of paper, it was a cheque for a huge amount of money, Randy just looked at it in total shock for over a minute before saying a word

 

What's this for Chris?

Its a thank you from me to you for saving me from that bitch and for getting me and Tracy together, the cash is for you to do something positive on these streets and help more people like Tracy.

Thank you man, really thank you, I have never seen so much money in my life.

No Randy, thank you, you deserve it and if you ever need anything, you know where I am.

 

Chris turned around and walked out of the alley and waved at Tracy to come to him, Tracy got out the car and walked towards Chris looking sexy as hell.

Chris wanted to jump her right there and then but had to control himself...for now.

 

Come with me babe, someone wants to see you, Chris said innocently.

 

As Tracy Turned the corner she was truck by a bright light the stopped her on the spot.

 

Tracy, your free of all commands said a very shaky Randy still recovering from Chris's gift.

Your never to remember meeting Emma Hankinson, she is no one, you will never want to meeting her, see or hear anything about her ever.

 

With that done Randy wrapped the ruby back in the cloth and put it in his pocket.

 

She will be ok in a few minutes, Got to make a move man, see you around Chris.

Take care Randy, don’t be a stranger.

You take care of her or I will be back Chris.

I will, I promise Randy.

 

Randy walked out the other end of the alley, leaving Chris and Tracy alone together.

 

Chris took Tracy’s hand and walked out of the alley, towards a better life together for both of them. 

 

Chapter 9

Emma was woken up by heavy bag landing on her naked body.

 

Randy had just handed Debbie the bag and after going through it decided that the little princess needed waking up.

 

What’s going on, what’s this? cried Emma.

Your new clothes Em, your ex bought them round this morning.

this cant be all my clothes Mistress, I have wardrobes full of clothes and shoes, what’s going on?

Little Em, I think your ex's exact words were along the lines of "he paid for all of your clothes so he can do with them as he wants" I understand that he has given them all to Tracy said a smug Debbie.

NOOO, they are mine, how dare he! cried Emma.

Well while I am giving you bad news, I suppose I ought to give you it all little Em.

what can you possible say that’s worse than being dumped and losing all my clothes to a common whore cried Emma.

Well you have been fired and your job has been to the "common whore", guess you really were easy to replace.

he cant do that, no, he wouldn’t dare! I manage the whole department....he needs me...sobbed Emma.

Afraid not little Em, apparently there were very few people who knew what you actually did at the office and others had seen you around the office but thought that you were from another office visiting as you didn’t seem to stay very long, lied Debbie

 

Debbie was really enjoying princess Em's world being torn apart.

 

I have been through you bag to see what you had, I didn’t think that you would mind.

no Mistress (fucking cheeky bitch)

 

In the bag was a few old pairs of bra and panties, some stockings, a toilet bag which contained a lady shave razor and some shaving foam and some make up and hair products, a silver plastic tiara from an old fancy dress party (she went as a princess) and a pink and black lycra exercise outfit that she wore to the gym.

 

I think you have everything that you need said a still smug Debbie, Time for your shower.

Debbie opened the door to show Emma the bathroom, Emma didn’t think her heart could sink any lower until she saw this so called bathroom.

There was no bath, only a dirty shower cubicle with no shower curtain, a dirty cracked sink and a vile looking toilet, which was missing the toilet seat.

 

Hurry up Em; only use the cold water in the shower (yeah, like the hot water ever worked)

and you need to shave off all your pussy hair and make sure that from now on you never have any hair from your neck down.

 

Emma picked up her toilet bag, got into the shower and switched the cold water on. it was so cold, Emma’s couldn’t stop her hands from shaking while she washed wiped her hands over her shivering body and ran them through her hair.

Emma looked up and saw that Debbie had not let the bathroom, just standing there, watching Emma wash her body.

 

Don’t forget your pussy baby, you need to keep yourself nice and clean.

Emma's hands moved towards her pussy, rubbing herself, feeling herself getting horny.

Come one baby, do it properly, get in there and clean yourself.

Emma's fingers entered her pussy, letting a moan of pleasure escape her lips.

Stop that you filthy girl, just clean yourself not frig yourself Debbie shouted.

Emma's hands dropped away, leaving Emma's sex aching to cum.

Get your pussy shaved, you better keep a steady hand Debbie laughed.

Emma put some shaving foam in her hand and rubbed it all over pubic hair,

It cost me a fortune to keep herself neat and trimmed but now she's shaving it all off in a dirty shower for the pleasure of this dyke slut Emma raged inside.

 

The razor was sharp and got removed all of the hair in no time and used the showerhead to clean the foam away.

Debbie walked over and switched the shower off, and rubbed her hand all over Emma's now nude sex.

 

Very nice, you do good work little Em, stay there while I get you something to get rid of those pesky crabs and I will even get you something ready to wear.  

 

Emma stood there shivering with cold and lust as Debbie walked away, unable to move. Water dripping down her naked body, her nipples standing out so hard that they hurt.

Her pussy on fire, her clit aching to be touched.

Emma caught her reflection in the broken mirror above the rotten sink, she looked a mess, a feeling of dread washed over her body thinking about what the old hag had in store for her today.

 

Debbie walked back and dropped a small towel on the floor.

 

Get dried off and get dressed, you have work to do slut, when your dressed come down stairs to me.

 

Debbie walked out the flat and walked down the stairs outside.

 

Emma dried off in the bathroom and walked into what passes for the bedroom, oh that’s just great Emma thought.

On the mattress was a small jar of cream, Emma's tiara, her lycra gym outfit and a pair of cheap old black ankle high boots. The gym outfit looked different as it was normally a one piece pink and black outfit which fitted her like a cut off scuba suit with a zipper at the front but now its legs were cut off around the crotch and arms were completely removed.

Emma looked all over mattress to find some panties and bra but there were none.

Great! Emma said out loud.

She started to feel the itching coming back around her crotch so she picked up the jar of cream and read the label

Apply only once a day to infected area

Caution: can cause skin to become sensitive.

 

Emma was desperate so she applied the large amount of cream to her crotch.

It felt so soothing to her irritated pussy but had to stop from rubbing to hard before she made herself even hornier than she already was.

She picked up the now obscene outfit and put it on but when she tried to pull the zipper up to the top it would only go half way up.

Emma looked down at the zipper and realised that Debbie must have broken the zipper so she couldn’t cover herself up, now the zipper only went to just under her breasts and the suit was so tight on her it threatened to expose Emma's tits at any moment.

Emma put on the cheap boots she hated from the moment she saw them and got to the door to leave but then she realised she had forgotten one thing, the tiara.

 

The tiara was part of an old fancy dress outfit that Emma wore to an office party, all she wore was a very short pink dress, pink high heels a very visible wonder bra, she flirted with Chris's dad, it worked well, within a week Emma was made manager of the department...well was manager...damn fucking whore.

She put the tiara on her head and pulled her hair into a pony tale and left the room to find Debbie.

 

As Emma walked down the long flight of stairs she felt couldn’t help feel her tits bouncing around under her outfit, to make matters worse her pussy which already felt sensitive thanks to the cream was rubbing against the lycra making her feel even more horny then it happened, her boobs burst out of the front of the outfit as she stepped on the bottom step and just as a two men were entering the building.

 

Emma froze where she was as the two men just stood there open mouthed, she reacted quickly and managed to force them back into the outfit and get passed the two shocked men.

Emma got outside and was looking for Debbie, she saw her at the end of the street talking on her phone, behind Emma one of the men followed Emma out of the building and down the street towards Debbie.

 

Debbie just finished talking on the phone when she saw Emma walking down the street towards her, oh my, what a sight she is Debbie thought. It looked like that outfit was sprayed on to her body and judging by how carefully she's walking I would say that it wouldn’t take a lot for her to fall out of it either.

 

Don’t you look precious little Em.

No Mistress, feel stupid and on display.

You practically walked naked everywhere for most of last night, why do you feel on display now?

I did feel like this last night but its worse now, I am totally hairless, my tits keep falling out and the outfits rubbing against my already sensitive pussy making me horny as hell, Emma pleaded.

Debbie couldn’t suppress a giggle at Emma's pathetic complaining.

Ok, lets put you on show little Em, come here and rest your back against this lamppost; I want you to put your hands around your back and around the lamppost.

I want you big tits pushing out, you are to smile and flirt with everyone.

Emma got in position around the lamppost, pushing her tight ass into the grove of the lamppost and pushing her chest out, praying that her tits would stay tucked inside of the outfit.

To be continued.

Once again, any thoughts, critics or comments are welcome.