brought punishment in the past.
But she was concerned about Louise. She had grown close to her in the weeks they’d been together. It seemed so unfair that Louise should be made to work in a whorehouse.
Tracy was having mental pictures of poor Louise taking the men up to her room. Of little Louise having to fuck men for money and doing and taking all sorts of punishment so that Joe could get richer.
It did seem so unfair.
“Why did you force her to go there?” Tracy asked again.
“I didn’t force her,” Joe said. “It was where she wanted to go.”
“I can’t believe that,” Tracy said.
Joe shrugged. “It’s true. She wanted to go there. I gave her a choice of going to work there or going to work in one of my factories. Or of simply leaving. She had earned it. She wanted that kind of work.”
“I can’t believe,” Tracy said, stunned. “I just can’t. Why would she want to do that?”
“Tracy,” he said sadly. “I bring a lot of women here. I teach them how to be women. I teach them how to love a man. Most of them are able to handle it, and now and then a girl panics when I send her away. She had been happy here doing what I want. She wanted a place where she would still be making men happy. Lots of men.”
Tracy finally understood. She saw that Joe was unhappy about Louise choosing the whorehouse. He had been fond of Louise.
“I think I understand,” Tracy said.
“Good,” he smiled. “Now it’s time for you to make your choice.”
“My choice?”
“Yes,” he said. “You see, Tracy, I am also sending you away.”
“Oh no,” she said.
She felt panic clutch at her. Now she knew what Louise had been feeling. She had been very satisfied being here. She would have spent the rest of her life obeying the whims of Joe Douglas. It had made her feel complete as a woman.
Now he was sending her away and she didn’t know if she wanted the outside life. She didn’t know if she could handle the world outside this house.
“I don’t want to go,” she said.
“Of course you don’t,” he smiled. “Very few women do. But you see, I’m getting older and I need excitement to keep stimulating me. When a girl makes me tired then I have to do something about that. I’m afraid that you and Louise were slowly becoming less exciting.”
“I can’t leave,” Tracy said.
“You must, Tracy,” he said. “I’m afraid you have to leave. All of the girls leave sooner or later.”
Tracy felt the color drain from her fate. Her knees felt weak. She sank down to the floor and sat there in a tumbled heap as if all the strength had suddenly been drained from her. She remembered how hard she had tried to escape at first. How stupid she had been. This house was her whole life.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. “I would.”
He mixed her something and brought it to her. It was very strong. She could feel the alcohol warming her insides and making her feel better.
“I thought you said I was the best you’d ever had,” Tracy moaned.
“You are,” be said. “But I have to go on to others. Other girls who are interesting.”
“But I want to stay,” she insisted.
“My poor Tracy,” he said sympathetically. “I can only give you a choice of what you want to do other than staying here. You may do anything your heart desires.”
“But I do want to stay,” she said.
“Only that I cannot give you,” he said.
She touched his legs, ran her fingers up to where his prick was hidden. She touched the top of his zipper. He put his hand over hers.
“One last time,” she pleaded with him. “Let me suck it one last time.”
“Yes. But first tell me what you have decided. Would you go with Louise or will you go home to Maggie? Your job is still open.”
She almost answered that she wanted to go with Louise. She could already see herself climbing those stairs with all those men. One sexual encounter after another. If would satisfy her.
But something stopped her. Perhaps it was the thought of doing it to make a living. Of being paid for her sex. She couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be as enjoyable. She wanted to do it for the simple reason that she loved it.
“I want to go home to Maggie,” she said.
A broad smile came to Joe’s face.
“Then you understand,” he said. “You understand the joys of sex. You understand that it must be done because you want to do it.”
“Yes,” she said.
“Take off your robe,” he said.
Tracy reached for the top of her robe and stripped it off. She saw him licking his lips with appreciation as he stared down at her body.
“You still have a flawless body,” he said. “Creamy white and perfect.”
“And now I know how to use it,” Tracy said.
He put his hands under her arms and lifted her to her feet. He bent his head and kissed the swollen curve of her tittie. He sucked in her nipple and caressed it with his tongue until she began to tremble.
He moved his mouth to the other nipple and brought it to instant hardness.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, drawing away. “Now I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise?” she questioned.
“Yes,” he said. “A final night for you. I’m bringing some friends in.”
He opened the door and Brad and Bobby stood there. Both of them were naked and their cocks had already started growing hard.
“Ummmm,” Tracy said. “I think I’m going to like tonight. I really think I am.”
She took Brad and Bobby’s hands and led them over to the bed. Bobby’s hand dropped to caress the curve of her ass while Brad pressed his lips to hers. She opened her mouth and admitted his probing tongue. She felt her pussy getting hot.
She made herself into a sandwich with a man on either side. Bobby’s cock was pressing her and she opened her legs so that she captured his monstrous weapon between her thighs. She pushed forward so that Brad’s stiff rod pressed her furry mound.
“You’re both so nice,” she said. “I love you both. Oh, and how I love your cocks!”
“Let’s give her what she wants,” Brad said.
“All right,” Bobby agreed.
Brad shoved his cock quickly into her wet cunt. Bobby was a little slower and gender but his cock went up into her tight ass.
“Oh,” Tracy moaned. “Now this is nice!”
They started fucking her with a slow rhythm that nearly drove her out of her mind. She could feel the two cocks pressing together as they slipped up into her two holes.
“Ummmmm,” she moaned. “Oh, it feels good. Ummmm, that’s nice.”
She remembered Joe. She looked over Brad’s shoulder to find Joe stroking his cock. He had grown hard and there was a look of lust in his eyes.
“But we’re leaving Joe out,” she protested. “We can’t do that.”
“All right,” Brad agreed. “I know how we’ll do it.”
Brad and Bobby withdrew their cocks and Brad got over on his back. He helped Tracy get into position so that she could slip her hot cunt back onto his cock again.
She shivered as she slowly enveloped his cock with her cunt. He raised his hands and cupped her sensitive titties, his thumbs and forefinger caressing her nipples.
“Hot damn,” she moaned. “Hot damn, you make a girl feel good!”
