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SYNOPSIS
One night of drinking and gambling and Drew, an arrogant bitch if ever there was one, finds herself in big trouble. She needs cash, she needs lots of it and she needs it fast. So she starts working as a stripper only to find out that the "BottomsUp" isn't a strip joint but a brothel.
But whoring herself isn't the last stage in Drew's downfall. When things turn to worse for her a client offers to pay her debts if she stays with him for a week as his slave. The week turns out to be a tough lesson in humiliation, pain and obedience for Drew.
EXTRACT
He grabbed my hair and pushed me against the wall, his face only inches from mine. "Did
you like what you saw in the other room, my dungeon?"
Oh, yeah, right, dungeon is what they're called. Where kinksters meet and sadists thrive
on the howling of their unfortunate victims.
"I haven't ... I mean ... erm ... this slave hasn't ..." I didn't know why I tried to lie
to him.
He cut me off. "Don't lie to me, cunt." With a twist of his hand he pulled my hair
harder, evoking a shrill shriek from me.
"This slave is very sorry. She didn't know that she wasn't supposed to go in there."
"But you were supposed to. Not now, not alone, but that's no biggie. Lying is. I'll say
this once only: If I catch you lying one more time I kick your sorry ass out of my house.
Got that?" I started to whimper when he yanked my hair even harder.
"Yes Master."
"Now tell me, did you like what you saw?" Jeff relaxed his grip on my hair.
Since I didn't want to be kicked out of our deal I stuck with the truth. Oh, well and the
fact that a simple check between my legs would have told him everything anyway. Mustn’t
forget the traitor between my legs. "Yes Master, a part of this slave liked what she saw.
But only a small part, the rest of her was rather scared."
I knew I was in for more trouble and humiliation when his other hand reached between my
legs. He worked a finger beneath the leather strap, slid it between my lips and then
brought it up glistening. I smelled myself when he rubbed it on my lip. After having had
that dildo in my pussy for a night and a day it smelled rather strong. "Guess your cunt is
among the parts who liked it, eh?"
Fuck! Talk about being pussy whipped by your own fucking pussy...
"Yes Master, it certainly looks like." His face was still only inches from mine as he
began to squeeze my tit and pulled my head back on my hair.
"Want me to make your cunt happy?" He bent down and kissed my throat. I moaned. That was
exactly what I had wanted him to do.
"Yes, Master, make this cunt happy, please," I whispered between moans. His hand had left
my breast and was between my legs again.
