Third person's POVBondage and whips"Ash, thank goodness you are here. I was just about calling." The stout woman who happened to be her boss voiced, stopping her in her track as she pulled her to the side. Her slender fingers felt cold against Ash's warm, pale skin. The hallway was unusually empty but Ash ignored it, focusing on the agitated lady with her blond hair tied in a ponytail on her head. Her nose had just one piercing with a ring hanging from it, a contrast to her ears which were covered in inks and holes. Her lips had lost their pinky color and were just unpleasant to look at. Her arm inks were slowly fading but something told Ash she was going to get a fresh job done, if not even more. Not to be the one spreading rumors but she had ink on her pussy and a piercing.Ash was known for being wild but even she didn't dare to go pierce her clit. She had a high tolerance for pain and it looked like fun, to have a warm tongue roll up the cold ring, play with it and even tug soft
Third person's POV"You want me to free you?" Ashley said, swaying her hips as she walked closer to him. He only nodded in response, his eyes glued on her boobs, her nipples hardened under his harsh, hungry eyes. Her boobs stayed out of the raven, corset dress. The band around them made them stay in place even as she moved around. Her boobs stayed in the cutout and they fit so well. Almost like they were made for her."I'll free you but you have to do exactly as I say." He nodded eagerly, his cock twitching from her sensual words."First, those pants won't do." Instantly, her fingers went for his pants. "I want to see you naked." She pulled a scissor from under her boots. Turning away from him as she bent over. Giving him a clear view of her clean cunt. His moan reached her ears for the second time and she hadn't even started yet."Mistress, please don't hurt me.""I'm not going to hurt you. Your cock must be feeling a little restrained so I'm helping you," Ash said as she placed the
Third person's POVAsh smiled with glee as they arrived at the location. The party was already in full swing as she gracefully got out of the car, her robe rode a little higher which earned her a whistle from a stout guy at the entrance groping a girl's ass. Kenna's eyes rolled in disgust at his obvious attraction to Ash. She wasn't jealous. Being in the same room as Ash meant remaining in the shadow as she was more beautiful, talented, and graceful. This was one of those times she was grateful that Ash was around because it meant less attention toward her. She still felt nervous at the idea of being at a party."Ash, how long are we going to be here?" Kaylee inquired, her gaze slipping to a still-distracted Ash. She turned to Kenna who shrugged and pulled her closer to the door.Kaylee gulped loudly, a concerned look was thrown her way as she turned sweaty. Memories of her last bachelor party came rushing back. The pole dancing, twerking, body shots, vomiting, fighting."Hey."A hand
Third-person POVKaylee locked the door and sauntered toward the bed where the half-naked man lay. Her red stilettos made her presence known in the room as they made contact with the smooth floor.Adam grinned mischievously at the beauty that stood in front of him. His trousers were discarded in a corner a while back before she arrived. She was as beautiful as the cardboard cut-out he was shown when he picked her. No doubt she was the sexiest in the whore house.He sat up in an instant, "Come here, I want to hold you." He beckoned her towards his light-skinned thighs.Kaylee pushed her blond hair behind her ears, already in the character, she was ordered to play. Her hands came down on the black sheet and her knees soon followed as she crawled towards him. "Yes sir," she replied in a low, timid voice. This made Adam's smile broaden, just the type of woman he enjoyed.She pushed a switch on the dark wall behind Adam and the lights dimmed. He eased into the bed as slow music began to pl
Third-person POVKaylee walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Her pace was steady as she watched other ladies leave adjacent rooms as well, their once perfectly made hair was in disarray. Some tried straightening the strands out while others wore theirs with pride.Getting to the changing room, staring at her reflection in the mirror, her hands lay on the dressing table assigned to her. "How was it? What's his story?" Kaylee turned to find Ashley staring at her. Her blond friend had also just finished with a client. Judging from her disheveled hair, it was a wild one."Same old. He was left at the altar or something but it was definitely about a fiancee." Kaylee took off the robe she had pulled on at the door of the room she had with the client. She stood fully naked in front of her friend who was used to it."Why? What was his fetish?" Ashley asked, her eyes big and wide as she waited for Kaylee to speak."A garter." Ashley's head tilted in confusion. "A garter? But t
Third person's POVAshley sat idly in her chair, waiting for someone to pick her up for the night. She twirled her makeup brush in her as she had already done her makeup, knowing it wouldn't be long until someone chose her. Her beautiful, waxed, and nail-polished legs tapped against the table. She looked to her left, taking the room in. It was one of the few times she cared enough to take in her surroundings. The dark-painted walls were her idea, most of the other girls hated it and in turn, hated her but she didn't care. She was one of the few girls that started working at the brothel when it was still at its bottom, a reason the boss trusted her. She looked at her hangers in disgust, and brightly colored clothes stared back at her. She was about to walk up to them when a voice called out to her. Kara, a girl in a pink wig and black tights said, "Ashley, you've been picked. Room 17." She held a wipe and was missing one of her red stilettos. She had a wild night."Finally," Ashley
Third person's POVKaylee dropped onto the couch, dead tired from the night's activities. It was only five in the morning when she was finally able to turn in for the day. Precipitation sat on her forehead, drenching her bangs."You are back." Her eyes opened to find her brunette friend, McKenna on the other end of the couch wrapped in layers of the red duvet with ice cream in her hands.Kenna's hair was tied in a ponytail. Kaylee's eyes fell on the purple pajamas she had forced her into before she turned in for work. Her tear-stricken face looked at Kaylee with sadness. Kay forced her eyes shut, not in the mood for her pity session."Is this what you've been up to while I was gone?" Kaylee's eyes were wide as she openly judged her friend.Feeling the need to defend herself, she said in a meek voice, "I was just watching tv. The Kardashians are on." Her eyes moved back and forth between the tv and her ice cream."You need to get a hold of yourself. This isn't your first breakup and it
Third person's POVKenna walked into the room with slow strides. It had only been a few days since her last job but she felt out of practice. She watched his broad shoulders start to shake as he laughed on the phone."I've got nothing to say to you. Just do as I said." His voice turned raspy as he ended the call with a laugh."Did something happen?" He voiced out, still not facing her as his eyes sat on his phone.Kenna checked the room to see if they were alone and indeed, they were. "Me?"He finally turned to her. She remembered every feature like it was their second meeting. His eyes, were all dark and dangerous looking, with hot, long eyebrows that would make any woman jealous. Lips as red as strawberries and a jawline that could cut through ice. His broad shoulders were what she loved the most. She could lay in them as his strong hands wrapped around her forever."You were gone for a while. I asked and they said you were indisposed." His eyes watched her carefully."I am, I mean