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Bar Trap 2 (Part time whore)Bar Trap 2 (Part time whore) I was supposed to put on heavy makeup. Starting with the foundation, I applied a generous layer of a brand especially designed for the use on stage, that did a very good job covering up any dark shadows. After I was satisfied with the effect, I used a brush to put on powder and make it all smooth and feminine. Next I did my eyes, first with a black eyeliner on the lower lid, then a white, thicker one on the upper lid. Black shadow followed, and white towards the eyebrows. Three coats of mascara on both lashes to make me subtly wink with them at anyone I would be looking at, teasing him to come close, behind me, push my mini up, my g-string aside and slide his hard cock slowly into my lubricated pussyass. It still aroused me to get dolled up and to see me in the mirror, getting sluttier with each step. But in contrast to up to a few months ago, it’s now my duty to do it, in order to be a good whore, to satisfy my client and in turn the man who forces me to do all this, my self elected pimp, Marc. And the thought of what might await me the very evening is always rather frightening. Additionally, I don’t have lots of time to make myself fuckable, because I have to come directly after work and Marc requires me to be available for at least two hours. That means I have to leave work earlier in order to keep my wife happy, who thinks I am playing squash. So far, I think, she doesn’t have any suspicions at all. I hope it stays that way, I wouldn’t know what to do otherwise. Best not think about it, just try and act as normal as possible. I must have performed quite well, because after one month and four meetings only with Marc, he decided I would have to come twice a week so that he could have me as his personal fucktoy one evening, on the other one he could whore me out and earn some money. As I was and still am in no position to negotiate, I’ve been playing squash twice a week since then. It’s my fourth month now, in which I serve clients he picks for me, letting them use me in many different ways, but almost always involving getting cock in both my mouth and asspussy. I retraced my eyebrows with a black pencil, especially in the upper part so that they looked more arched. I had started plucking them very lightly, not too much at a time, after Marc started to tell me I had to get them thinned to be a proper slut. I’m still very reluctant to proceed because it would be a nightmare if somebody I know, maybe my wife or my friends, would recognize and ask me about it. I told that Marc and his answer was that he understood my feelings, but that I should think about it whether it wouldn’t be an even greater nightmare if they would see a picture, let’s say of me, of my face, wearing whorish makeup, looking seductively into the camera, lips half parted, rubbing against a fat swollen cockhead, ready to wrap around and suck on it, my fingers with their long French-manicured fake nails around the shaft, guiding it towards maraş escort my mouth. I knew there existed pictures like those of me, he showed them to me earlier. You wouldn’t guess that the slut in the photos, me, would have been forced to act like that! Checkmate! His plan is quite clear to me, unfortunately that doesn’t help very much, it makes it perhaps even harder for me when I try to guess how all this will work out in the future. He pushes me gradually further and further into my feminine role as a whore who has to be sexy and who can be fucked all the time, anywhere when on duty. This includes not only makeup and clothes, but also more permanent body features. The eyebrows are one example. Another one are piercings. Until about five years ago I wore a small earring in my left ear. The hole grew shut, but it was redone, together with new ones in the right earlobe, in my bellybutton and in the area between the scrotum and the anus – all in one session. I was so pissed off with Marc! When we went to the piercing place, which was very close to his bar, he only told me that he wanted both my ears getting done, and I could live with that. The guy in the shop greeted Marc, looked at me and said: “Ah, okay that’s her then.” He was the stereotypical type of man you would think of to find in a tattoo and piercing parlour: lots of piercings in his face and many tattoos on his forearms, dressed in dirty jeans and a plain black T- shirt. He came around the counter, went to the door, locked it and put a “Busy” sign on the handle. Then he walked past us and made a sign to follow him into the backroom, where he apparently was going to do the piercings. “You were right, she’s really hot!” He scanned my whole body, then, to my surprise, touched my lips with his forefinger and stroked along them. “Nice full suck-lips!” With that, he pushed between them, “Open up, girl!” I couldn’t think straight, the whole situation was so wrong. Up to then it was Marc and mainly older clients who had touched and used me, but only in the confined, and by now familiar space, of one of the backrooms at Marc’s bar. But now, this stranger, who was about my age, and in a different place that didn’t remind me at all of the whorehouse-like feeling I connected by now to my usual “workplace”?! I looked in fear at Marc and he only made a quick nod. So I parted my heavily painted lips and let his finger in. He pushed in and out a few times, then told me to suck on it. I just did it. When I thought about it afterwards, and even when I am writing this now, I wonder why I didn’t speak up, run away, get out of the whole situation as soon as possible, no matter what the outcome would have been – the same with letting Marc fuck and use me in the beginning of this whole nightmare. But then I always come to the conclusion that I would do it probably exactly the same way again. The thought of getting exposed, of my wife and my friends believing that I am a pervert who sucks cock and gets fucked escort maraş up the ass secretly, a closet sicko, who doesn’t care about his wife and about how dangerous it is to have sex, even if protected, with many different men. That’s enough to make me endure what I am blackmailed to do. Speaking of safe sex: I always have to use condoms, no matter whether it’s just a blowjob or anal sex. Marc told me that I am a raw diamond for him, which he has to shape and to protect. Having said this, there are, like in most cases, exceptions to the rule. Marc himself uses me without any protection, but only after I gave him the required AIDS test that I got anonymously from a test center and that was negative. Crazy, hmm?! He’s worried about getting a disease from me! Well, I guess I should think positive, be glad that he takes that serious and that therefore getting anything from his fuckings and from the sperm he pumps in my mouth and my back passage isn’t very likely. While I sucked on this guy’s finger as if it would have been a small cock, he looked me directly in my eyes, a slightly evil smile around his lips. I locked eyes with him – a thing Marc trained me to do early on in our cocksucking sessions. He walked around me, his finger still probing my mouth, fucking in and out – brought his other hand up on my ass and started to rub it through the stretchy fabric of my micro-mini. “Hmmm, what a nice full mare ass she has, a very good pick, man, I bet the punters love her!” he said to Marc. “A shame she can’t be used for breeding. Or perhaps that’s better, so you don’t have to care about someone knocking the bitch up!” With that stupid joke he moved his hand under my skirt, fondled my bare asscheeks and started to move between them, up and down my crack. Of course he didn’t stop there!! After he stroked a few times over my pussyhole, he pushed one finger in it, rough and fast. Thank God I was used by now to get bigger things regularly pushed up there and having my asspussy lubricated as part of the normal routine after doing my makeup. He fucked his finger in and out my ass in rhythm with his finger in my mouth. “Ohh yes, I see you like that, slut! You like getting both your holes filled! I bet you would love to have a cock in your mouth and in your ass, rooting you hard, all the time!! I will give you some nice piercings and after that we’ll see whether Marc lets you have both of our cocks!” He withdrew both hands and pushed me to the padded table in the middle of the room where he made me lie down on my back. Marc just stood by and watched. Next, the piercing guy cuffed my hands to the metal frame of the table. Marc walked over, got a blindfold out of his pocket and put it over my eyes. “That’s just to keep you calm, slut. You won’t know where you are going to be pierced next and I would like to remember you that, if you decided to struggle, a needle slipping accidentally in the wrong place due to any stupid struggling of yours might not be the nicest maraş escort bayan thing!” It seemed to take forever, although I found out afterwards that I was there only for 40 minutes or so. Like I said – I ended up with two large gold hoop earrings, a bling-bling belly piercing and a bar through the ball sac which really hurt. In between the piercings, I got their stiff cocks pushed between my lips to suck on. The piercing guy handled me very roughly, twice it wasn’t enough just to get his cock sucked by me, he had to grab my head with both hands and control my sucking, sliding his cock deep down my throat and holding it there until I choked. Bastard! He also asked Marc why he couldn’t give me a tongue piercing right now, because all proper working cocksluts should have one. Marc said that he didn’t want that yet, that I would have to earn it. Again, the role reversal where I was the one who ultimately wanted all that stuff done to me, he was just the good Samaritan who helped me in this picture! I really hated him for that! Well, back to where I am now, right at my makeup table. Having finished, I look myself up in the large mirror on the wall. What a cheap slut looks back at me! I’m wearing black platform sandals with 6 inch heels. My brightly purple painted toenails are clearly visible under the black fishnet stayups. Above them comes a shiny black PVC micro mini and a slutty gold chain on top, around my waist. Then bare skin, a glittery cheap bellybutton piercing, followed by a black tight sleeveless PVC tanktop… fake nails painted the same colour as toenails, long blonde wig, golden hoop earrings, ankle chain…known customer… older, around 60, big bellied, but clean and a cock more on the smaller side. I won’t have to do much as he likes to be in charge and control the fucking. He doesn’t have sex any more with his wife and likes me to play his young cheap bimbo that can be treated as a slut and is only good for going down on her knees and sucking his cock, and for arching her back and getting fucked hard by him from behind, preferably while standing. He loves me to act reluctantly in the beginning, saying things like: “Oh no, please not there, your cock is too big for that!” and moaning, lips parted, with an angry look an my face when he pushes his cock into me. Then, when he says something like: “Yees, that’s better, isn’t it? That’s what a slut like you that dresses up like that needs – a hard cock in her ass! I know what’s good for you, baby, believe me!” I moan even louder and he fucks me like that for the rest of our session which is normally only half an hour. The fact that I have a cock myself seems to turn him on because there’s no other way, no pussy for him to fuck. So this is a message for him that I need it desperately up the ass – why would I be dressed as a woman otherwise! Well, at least I know him, know how to take him and what he wants. What or who else was in store for me this evening I didn’t know then. Marc mentioned something about a guy that would like to write stuff on me and take pictures, but he wasn’t sure whether he would turn up. Great! I’m still waiting for my guardian angel to turn up and show me a way out of this dreadful second life of mine!

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