This is a little different than the incest writings I've recently submitted, not sure what category this should fall in due to so much that occurs in it. Incest to a point, rape, bdsm, master/slave, lesbian or bisexual encounters, and before its finished who knows what else may happen. I hope you like it, as long as the comments are positive and the votes are fair, I'll continue on with this and hopefully will finish it one day. Until I do, enjoy.
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$$$$$ More Money Than You've Ever Made In Your Life!!
The ad's headline caught Sylvia Masse's attention, just having turned 18, she'd ran off to the big city to get away from her abusive step-dad, and her drunk of a mom. He'd started abusing her at an early age, and she hated him for it, she hated her mom for allowing it to happen. Her mom had stumbled into her room one night when she'd knocked her lamp over trying to get away from him. "Well at least you'll leave me alone tonight." She grunted as she went looking for her bottle. That night, she died inside, her only hope of survival was to learn to turn her feelings off while the smelly fat man rutted on top of her.
Snapping back to reality Sylvia read further on into the ad, there was no phone number, just an address. She grabbed her map, and headed out the door of the flop house room she'd rented with the last of her money. She hoped she might could get an advance so she could eat sometime soon. Sylvia was a pretty girl, standing only 4' 10", barely 95 pounds, she had never developed a bust, in fact the bras were too big for her small breasts. All she had really were nipples, she kept her pubic hair shaved clean, so when she stood in front of a full length mirror, she was looking at what looked to be a very young girl. She knew men loved that sort of thing, and was hoping that she could use it to her advantage if need be.
It took her almost an hour to find the address, it was down a dark smelly alley, she couldn't believe that a place like this could make an offer of making more money in her whole life, but then again, all she'd ever made was minimum wage at the local Dairy Bar.
She got to the door, and it was open, she entered and stopped, giving her eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness, she say that the hallway turned to the left, turning she saw a room brightly lit. She went to the doorway of the room, and looked around, there were several tables in the room, at each table was a man and a woman, at three of the four tables were girls that looked close to her age, give or take a couple of years. She took a step into the room, and saw the woman and man at the table that didn't have anyone on her side whispering. The woman smiled and motioned for her to come on over to the table.
The woman rose and smiled as she said, "Hi, my name is, Adrienne Newly, this is my partner, Albert Hopkins," her hand was out stretched for Sylvia to shake.
ylvia introduced herself, and sat in the offered chair, "So what brings you here today Sylvia?" Adrienne asked.
Sylvia quickly went into more details than she should've, and told about the abusive step-dad, the drunk mom, and running away on her 18th birthday. Having spent her last monies on a room, she was hoping to find a job quickly and one that would give her an advance so she could get some food.