Once in the room, the matron grabbed Madison's hair and pulled it hard.
"You no listen!" she said in broken English, "So you get fuck by many mens!"
Madison screamed in terror and frustration.
"What do you want from me?" she cried. "I did everything anyone wanted me to do! I fucked everyone!"
This last statement actually brought her back to reality. She had been a complete whore. An utter slut! Now she was standing nude arguing that she had performed as expected from a slut.
The matron grabbed Madison's arm and turned her slightly away from her.
"Thwack! Thwack!" Two slaps hit the blonde squarely on her naked buttock.
"Ahhh!" she cried out.
"You no talk! Shut up!" Then after just a second, the older woman added, "please."
In Madison's eyes, the matron looked at her with a bit of sympathy. In fact the old woman knew that the gorgeous white woman's spirit was nearly shattered. It would not be long before she was completely broken. Then she'd be a very valuable whore.
The woman motioned for Madison. "Come, come."
Taking her by the arm, Madison was led through the tiny space, through a curtained doorway, and into a tiny bedroom. The room had only an unmade cot, a rough-hewn table and chair and a small shower. She handed a shower cap for Madison to put on. The matron then turned on the water and felt for it to warm.
When she did, Madison turned to look in the room and saw a clock. It was 3:39 a.m.! She had been getting fucked for hours!
"In,' the woman said to Madison after a few seconds. "You lose clothes. I look. You no want go naked out."
Madison nodded, understanding that the woman did not want her to have to reenter the bar area completely naked. After what she had endured, she was very grateful.
"Thank... gracias," she said with a very American accent.
For the first time the woman smiled.
"In. In." she motioned. "I look."
*****
The hot water felt good on the blonde's skin even though it was not a strong spray. She could have stayed in the shower forever. Her mind went back to the blur of men who had used her with impunity. How had she gotten through it, she wondered?
In her reverie, she did not notice the return of the matron. The woman carried Madison's heels and panties, but nothing else. Madison looked out from beneath the shower. There was no curtain or glass and the water simply emptied into a drain at the bottom of an indentation in the concrete floor.
"No find," the woman said pointing to Madison's shoulders. Clearly, she had not found the teddy that Madison had worn to cover her breasts.
Madison covered her mouth with one hand. How could she go back out without a top?
The old woman reached for a half-used bar of soap and began to lather her hands in the shower. Once soapy, she turned Madison away from her and began to soap the blonde's upper back and arms.
Madison's blue eyes flew open but she did not resist. The scrubbing was too vigorous to be sexual and it went from her shoulders down to her waist, and buttocks. She jumped slightly when the woman's hands went between her ass cheeks to soap her ass crack. After a thorough cleaning of her lovely split, the hard hands went down the backs of her thighs and legs.
The older woman gently moved Madison around to face her and the blonde was surprised to see the woman on her knees doing the work of washing her. After the rough treatment at the hands of so many men, Madison was gratified by the woman's help despite the fact that she remained fearful of the woman and the fact that the woman's hands were calloused and hard against her soft skin.
She watched with fearful eyes as the woman scrubbed up her sensitive thighs and got nearer to her pussy.
Then the woman stood and let go of Madison, reached for the soap and lathered her hands again.
The brown hands went to Madison's shoulders and neck area, keeping away from her face. As she lathered Madison's shoulders, the woman's hands dropped to the blonde's big, firm tits. Their eyes met as the woman took Madison's large breasts and began to wash the flesh. The pink nipples quickly turned rubbery and stiff. The woman soaped them, working the nipples between her fingers until the blonde's areolas were swollen and distended. Madison closed her eyes.
Oh, god, that feels so good, she thought. As the water flowed down her back, Madison opened her eyes just a bit to witness the woman's soapy hands massaging her full breasts. The matron looked Madison in the eyes as she worked her body. Her hands cupped both tits and weighed them in her hands.
"Bonitas!" she said in Spanish. "Preety!" she translated. "The mens you fuck like beeg teets, yes?"
Madison felt deeply shamed by her words but she did not think the woman meant them other than as a compliment.
The matron then took the nipples again between her thumbs and forefingers. She tugged gently, but firmly on the pink flesh. They stiffened perceptibly and sent jolts of sexual electricity shooting through the blonde's body. Madison closed her eyes in shame and pleasure. Her mouth fell open just a bit.
"Ju like!" the woman said. Washing them thoroughly, the woman was aware of the effect that the touching was having on the young woman.
Madison forced her eyes open.
The woman smiled.
"The mens like jur tetas! Mens like very white," referring to the ivory white breast flesh. She grinned and rubbed Madison's responsive nipples, constantly soaping the womanly flesh. "Maria," she said pointing to herself, "wash you teets. You like?"