When dawn comes, Madison doesn't stir.
Noon passes and she refuses to get up.
As evening sets in, she hears a pounding on her door.
She sighs.
At the door, Candy waits in her skanky getup.
"Hey, girl," comes the experienced whore's greeting.
Madison doesn't have much energy, but spares a soft smile for someone who might be her friend.
"You've been living it up in that classy joint. Tonight's a night to return to your roots.
"Come out with me."
"Candy, I can't..." Madison protests weakly.
She really can't advocate for herself.
"Girl, some fresh air will do you good.
Reluctantly, she lets herself be dragged out from safety.
"You're good as you are. You can change later.
They get into Candy's beater and find their way to the familiar corner.
Madison picks red panties, a black skirt, and a white tube top.
On the streets, in her uniform, Madison watches cars pass.
They all know what she's here for. But, not all of them have the nerve to stop.
Until one man, horny enough, stops.
"You," the man picks Madison.
"Suck and fuck," he says.
The undercover officer nods with a professional smile on her face.
Candy watches her go off.
At their rendezvous alley, the man unzips his pants and unleashes his meat.
Madison needs no further direction as she engulfs the phallus with her pretty red lips.
Up and down, she slobbers over his penis.
She comes up and rubs the length of his cock with her lips.
Her tongue finds his balls as she sniffs his manhood.
Her hand grips his cock and works up and down his shaft.
"A- Ah-" he moans as she feels his climax begin.
Her lips kiss his cock head just as the first rope is expelled from his body.
Over and over, she sucks up his seed.
When he finishes, she opens her mouth to him before swallowing.
"You're amazing," the man says.
She doesn't know why. But, she feels pleased by his comment.
Out on the hood of his car, the man takes her doggy style.
The slapping of their crotches echoes through the alley.
She finds herself enjoying the meat in her love tunnel.
On and on, he grinds into her.
She feels her own climax coming as he pounds her.
A moan escapes her as she squirts the man's sex with her juices.
The man laughs as he fucks her.
Finally, he moans and unleashes a torrent of cum into her.
Righting their clothes, Madison feels the warmth of his seed inside her.
He smiles as he lets her back into his car.
"Do you usually work this corner?" he questions.
"Kind of."
"Well, maybe I can come find you again."
"Yeah," she says. "Maybe."
He droops her off where she started.
"What's wrong, Hun?"
Madison looks over Candy and then herself.
Bare nipples pushing against the fabric of her top. A slutty miniskirt that hides her honey well, if only barely. And, hooker heals.
"It's just, I didn't think all this would happen to me."
She doesn't feel tears threatening to overflow. Instead, she feels the wetness of her loins.
"Girl," Candy says. "You're right where you need to be.
"Sometimes the Johns get a little out of hand. But, they're mostly tame.
"I know you get of kick out of this lifestyle."
Madison sighs, "Maybe."
The night continues, interrupted by the odd blowjob.
The cum she was so loathe to drink only days prior goes down like a shot of whiskey.
She spreads her legs for any man with the cash.
No longer is she an undercover cop playing the whore. Now she is the whore playing the role of a cop.
Her sex still drips from her most recent rendezvous when Candy turns to her.
"Well, sugar. That's it for the night. I'll drop you off.
"You working with me tomorrow or are you going to the Pink Swallow?"
A thrill of odd excitement passes through her as she says she'll work the brothel.
As Madison gets out at her apartment, she sees a man on a balcony staring down on her.
Despite her realization of her nature, she looks on her shameful appearance.
Being seen by her neighbors like this melts her bowels.
In apartment, she strips the slutty outfit from her flesh.
Her pretty pussy is red for use.
A finger tests her cave.
The semen has dripped out of her. But, as she brings the finger to her lips, Madison tastes the men she's been used by.
Despite herself, the thought of it sets her nethers aquiver.
The shower runs hot. And, the officer organizes her thoughts.
She has a report to make up.
But, how can she admit to and not come under scrutiny.
The towel is soft and soon she's dry.
Rather than put on fresh clothes, she sits naked in front of her computer.
The report is open before her.
She can't organize her thoughts. She's too wound up.
A hand drifts between her legs.
A shameful moan escapes her as she strokes her clit.
Her other hand works the keyboard as she penetrates her pussy.
"Nnn-" she moans as she ascends.
Over and over, she brings herself to the edge of climax.
The report forgotten, Madison massages her breasts.
"Nnn- Ah."
She's so close.
Memories flood Madison's mind as she masturbates.
How proud she was when she passed the academy. How excited she was to get her first assignment. How she lost her maidenhead and first kiss to two different cocks on the same night.
"Ah- Ah- Ahh-" she moans.
The shame of her life pushes her over the brink.
Jets of her honey spray under the table she's working at.
She's shaking as her orgasm passes.
If not for her whoredom, Madison could never feel this sickening pleasure.
Her fingers slip from her tunnel.
The wetness passes her lips and she tastes the tang of her juices.
Her focus returns to her report with purpose.
As she submits it, she breathes deeply.
She'll hide the truth. She has to.
The sheets of her bed are smooth as she climbs into bed.
Her mind races with thoughts of what she'll be made to do tomorrow.
Dom, the big black bouncer lets her in.
His is a professional smile. He doesn't leer at her like the other men do.
"Looking good, Hun," Daisy says in greeting.
Despite herself, Madison smiles a genuine smile at her collegue.
"How's the Swallow today?"
Daisy leans against the bar. Her panties and bra cradling her soft form.
"As happening as ever. Think you'll dance tonight?"
The cold in Madison's belly thaws.
"Yes," she says. Barely getting it out.
Daisy smiles, "Go get dressed, darling. They'll eat you up.
Madison finds the backroom and sifts through the costumes.
She finds a string of pearls for panties and a similarly thin string to bind her breasts.
The pearls ride up into her slit and her bra, for lack of a better word, exposes her her pink nipples.
It's the sluttiest outfit she's ever seen.
Butterflies in her stomach, Madison puts on the erotic underwear.
She doesn't know what she's trying to achieve by letting so many men see her like this.
As she walks out into the crowd, she feels men fucking her with their eyes.
A shiver runs down her spine.
"Hey, baby." A man grabs her by her but. "Sit with me."
Madison obediently sits next to him.
"Darling," he says. "You are beautiful."
"Thanks," she responds, uncertain of how to carry on a conversation with a dressed man in her state.
"What kind of music do you like?"
He's trying to chit chat. But, his eyes never leave her breasts.
"Would you like a blowjob?" she blurts out.
His eyes find hers, a smile on his lips.
"How much, doll?"
"40," she says, placing her hand on his growing manhood.
He weighs his options for a moment before saying, "Okay."
She drops to her kneels and feels the pearls ride up in her slit.
A sick rush comes over her as she brushes her face along his restrained phallus.
She looks up to see his excitement.
Her fingers caress his thighs before finding the zipper of his pants.
Unbuckled, Madison runs her nose along the one remaining layer. An intimate sniff alerts her to his arousal.
The underwear falls and the penis springs up to smack her in the cheek.
Her lips chase the crown of his manhood, streaking by his shaft.
Red lipstick smears along his cock before Madison kisses the precum off his tip.
One hand grasps his shaft, while her lips and tongue play with the head.
A quake runs through the man as Madison jacks the man off into her mouth.
Seemingly as fast as she begins, the man nuts. His cum filling the void in her mouth.
Making sure she has it all, Madison leans back to show the man his seed before swallowing.
She smiles at him to show her task complete.
The man strokes her cheek. "I like you."
Two bills find her panty line.
She parts with the man to go up to the bar.
"Rum and coke," she requests.
She's never really drunk alcohol before. She's always had schoolwork to keep her on the straight path. But, with all the semen she's been swallowing lately, a little booze is nothing.
She sips on her drink. It tastes better than cum at least.
A man slides up to her at the bar.
She smiles a professional smile as he strokes her thigh.
"You're amazing, Firecrotch."
Despite everything, she fumes at the nickname.
"I'd like to feel that fire."
He's direct. But, Madison finds herself drawn to that confidence.
Her rum and coke goes down in a shot. And, Madison briefly squeezes his mass over his pants.
"Follow me," she says seductively.
At one of the empty booths, Madison pushes the man down on his back.
She helps him to peel away his clothes. His cock springing out to meet her.
As she mounts the man, she thinks that this is the first time she's looked down on a man during sex.
She kind of likes it.
Her hand grasps his cock and she lines it up with her crevice, the pearls sliding aside.
She looks into his eyes as inch by inch she engulfs him.
Lust and satisfaction registers in his gaze. And, he massages her breasts while she fucks him.
Up and down, she grinds into his crotch.
Her pussy lips engorge with a flush of red hot blood.
