Four men were standing in a circle taking a smoke and having a chat.
At first sight, nothing seemed unusual about it. But there were two things attracting interest. The guys were standing in the toilet of a law-office and a ravishing redhead with a supermodel face, inviting curves and juicy double Ds knelt in their middle. A leash was attached to a dog collar around her neck. Her face was glistening from spunk and spit and her exposed tits were glowing fiery red.
After finishing his cig, Miller simply dropped the stub next to Vanessa as if she wasn't even there and went for a piss to one of the urinals. Meanwhile, Stanton told her former boyfriend Mark
"Take out the trash!"
Mark reacted by taking the leash and firmly yanking on it.
"Time to get your whore ass home, cunt!" he declared.
When Vanessa realized that she was meant with the word 'trash', her body trembled from embarrassment.
Mark only gave her a few moments to pull her blouse back over her raw tits and the skirt back down over her sore bottom before he started walking out of the toilet.
"See you soon, fuckslut!" Erickson waved goodbye while Vanessa submissively followed her former boyfriend.
Her head was in turmoil. Her thoughts were running wild. She knew that she couldn't work as office slut anymore. Now that the press was all over the 'hotel incident' and all secretaries knew about her real job, the risk for the law-firm was too big.
Another thing troubling her was the money they had paid Mark to keep quiet. She knew too well that she had to work off that money.
But how? And where? And what did she have to do?
She was pretty certain that it wouldn't be better than her office job -- although 'office job' was a slight exaggeration. Her duty had been to please the lawyers with her holes -- to take their minds off their hard work any way they wanted to.
Somehow, she hoped her new duty wouldn't be that different. She knew that she needed the attention and lust from men. The astonishment and pleasure she caused by acting all nasty and slutty.
But she was also dead sure about another thing. She wouldn't work as a cheap hooker for them! She wouldn't be a common street walker! She was a high-class slut that needed to get fucked hard and rough.
The memories of her experiences with Trey in the seedy bar flashed in front of her eyes and a shudder of disgust shook her. She never wanted to feel so worthless ever again. She never wanted to be treated lower than a little worm again. She was the perfect slut not an ordinary $10 hooker.
While Vanessa pondered all these questions, Mark took her to his car.
All the time during the drive, Mark shook his head in disbelief. The show he had just experienced -- and been a part of -- replayed inside his head.
"What a whore you are!" he finally exclaimed.
"I can't believe what a nasty depraved fuckpig you are." he repeated looking at Vanessa. "You didn't even let me tap that snobby ass of yours. And now I see you as the lowliest dirtwhore ever!"
"Why did you never show me that side of yours?" he asked. "We could have had so much fun!"
"Now, I'm gonna have lots of fun with ya!" he added after a short pause.
"What will happen now?" Vanessa anxiously asked.
But Mark only laughed into her face remarking
"You'll see, you'll see."
"At least, your greed turns out great for me." he went on when he saw the question marks in Vanessa's eyes. "Now I'm a rich men and the best thing about it is that you have to work your ass off for it!"
"Your fucking antics and arrogant attitude got on my tits so bad. All this ditzy behaviour" he continued giving his best imitation of a ditzy chick, "was so fucking annoying. Now, I can treat you just as you are -- a rotten dirty whore."
"Following you to the hotel was the best thing I ever did!" he continued his tirade. "Now, your sluttiness got me a great job. I simply gotta watch out that you don't do anything stupid and make sure you get to work every day."
"And I can fuck you any time any way I like!" he added looking at her with lust filled eyes.
His words confused Vanessa. Somehow, he seemed to like the slut he had just discovered. His words made her nervous but also excited her. She didn't dare asking him where he should take her every day though. She would find out soon anyway.
The next day, Mark had some plans with Vanessa.
"Time to start the fun!" he told her. "Let's show the world what a whore you are!"
He made Vanessa dress in the skimpiest clothes she had. She had to wear a white blouse that was so low cut that her boobs almost fell out of it. As a skirt, she had to put on a tiny jeans mini skirt that barely covered her ass cheeks. As shoes, she wore knee high white leather boots with 7" stiletto heels. Of course, she wasn't allowed to put on any bra or thong.
All in all, the entire outfit screamed the word 'slut'.
Mark took her to a small grocery store making Vanessa wonder what he had in store for her. All she knew was that she had anyone's full attention. It didn't happen too often that a beautiful young woman dressed in the skimpiest slut wear walked through such a small store.
Entering the shop, the two walked side by side through the lanes. As it was pretty early in the morning, the store wasn't very crowded.
They were walking down the lanes doing their shopping when Vanessa suddenly felt a hand on her butt. Mark was running his fingers over her ass cheeks eventually pinching her right buttock.
Throwing a look over her shoulder, she could see a man behind them in the same lane. He was standing at the shelf but looked straight at her delicious ass. It was a middle-aged guy with greasy blond hair that was already getting thin and glasses on his nose. He wore clothes that were out of fashion for at least two decades giving the impression of a nerd that was still living with his mom.
On first impulse, she wanted to slap Mark's hand away. But she stopped at the last second knowing the consequences.
When the guy passed them, Mark suddenly asked her with a syrupy voice
"Darling, would you please bow down and get that can of soup, please?"
Of course, the soup was standing on the lowest shelf and Vanessa knew too well that he wanted her to bend down with her knees straight.
Hesitating shortly, she did as she was told. She didn't want to cause a scene in the store. It was close to their home so the chance of meeting some neighbour was pretty high. So she figured it was best to play along with Mark's little games.
Bending over, she felt the mini skirt riding up her buttocks. It was so short that the fabric completely rose over the curve of her ass. Now, her creamy soft ass cheeks were totally exposed to the view.
Her heart started beating faster. Mark was showing her off like a cheap slut! He was teasing her mercilessly!
Glancing over her shoulder, she could see the blond guy staring directly at her exposed buttocks from close distance. He got a great view of her puffy cunt lips peeking out between her legs. At once, she blushed deeply and hurried to get the can.
Pushing herself back up, she angrily looked at Mark but he only laughed at her.
The next time a guy passed them, he repeated his question and once again Vanessa bent down showing her bare bottom to another unknown man. Again she blushed deeply but also felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Her body reacted to Mark's ruthless treatment. Getting paraded around like an easy slut in open daylight had such an arousing effect on her.
In the next lane, Mark and Vanessa were alone. Reaching the end of the lane, Vanessa was suddenly pushed forward. From the sudden force, she had to grip the shelf to keep herself steady.
She wanted to yell at Mark as this was clearly going too far. But the second she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt something hard getting pressed against her pussy! At first, she thought he tried plunging his cock inside her cunt but then Mark held the object in front of her face.
It was a cucumber! The obvious cucumber Vanessa thought.
"Lick it!" Mark ordered still pushing her against the shelf.
"Please!" Vanessa tried begging.
"You're cunt is already dripping so don't tell me you don't want it stuffed, fuckslut!" he interrupted her.
And he was right. Mark was treating her just as she needed it -- like a cheap nasty slut. He was showing her off as an easy fuckslut and she was enjoying it. Still, the thought of being paraded around like a filthy whore in public was frightening to her! It made her nervous as hell but also extremely excited.
Vanessa knew that she didn't stand a chance -- not against Mark and not against her own body. Giving in, she opened her mouth. Instantly, Mark pushed the cucumber in and out of her mouth until it was glistening wetly.
Then he put it back at the entrance of her pussy.
"Work that dirty cunt, whore!" he ordered loud enough for others to hear.
Even before the words had registered in Vanessa's mind, her body had already reacted. Arching her back, she pushed her ass back. With her cunt dripping with her own juices, it slid in easily.
A slap on her right ass cheek, told her to work her cunt on the cucumber and Vanessa obliged. She began pushing her pussy up and down the large vegetable while gyrating her hips in rhythm.
All the time, she looked over her shoulder to see what was going on in the lane behind her. Fear crept up inside of her. She didn't want to get caught for obscene behaviour and get thrown out of the store.
At the same time, ecstatic sensations were radiating from her cunt through her body. She couldn't stop herself anymore whatever might happen. She would be embarrassed beyond belief if she got caught! But this imminent danger was such a sweet torture!
"We won't leave before you've cum!" Mark encouraged her and Vanessa started working her hips even faster.
She started panting from the effort. Then she saw the nerdy blond guy turning the corner of the lane. He was slowly walking down the lane coming closer and closer!
Instantly, Vanessa blushed deeply red. She started pushing her pussy up and down the cucumber in frantic speed. She wanted to run away but instead she was frozen to the ground. Only her hips were working in overtime.
