These two young men were probably too overexcited and quickly pumped me with their sperm - some in pussy, some in their mouths, making room for the first two young men who fucked me first. I could not finish, although I was utterly inflamed with the ardor and double pressure of these strong young men, I literally lacked a couple of frictions, and I began to fiercely rub my clitoris, but my friends broke the desire to defuse themselves. The one of them, who had before me in the ass, crawled under me and planted me with a pussy filled with sperm on his trunk, and the one who fucked me in the pussy, burst into my burning anus from behind. While two of their friends were fucking me in front of their eyes, they just watched us, only nadrachivaya their members, and now decided to compensate for their passivity, with might and main in my exhausted holes. I was overtaken by an orgasm of unprecedented power, which pierced me like a current from the tips of my toes to the top of my head, and the two of them barely kept me from the strongest convulsions that swept my body, and I went limp, losing strength, and rested again, being the “filling” of the sandwich , as the one I was pussy impaled on, tightly wrapped my hands behind my back, pressing it to my chest and putting my lips into my mouth.

It turned out that only the one who hammered me with all my strength into my ass actively moved out of our trinity. It was such an incredible feeling of the two members moving in me, which were separated only by a thin partition, that I was in the clouds, wanting this to not stop. But they, too, soon poured me with their seed, throwing a remark in my direction that I was a cool whore. Oddly enough, I liked this kind of praise, and I relaxed, lying on the bed. After some time I tried to get up, but I didn’t have the strength to walk to the bathroom, and I remained lying on the bed, face down and standing with my knees on the floor with a protruding ass. My bliss was overshadowed by the fact that sperm was flowing down my thighs, plentifully oozing out of my pussy. Probably, I was lying for quite a long time, as the sperm on my thighs began to dry out, unpleasantly tightening the delicate skin, which began to itch unbearably. I wanted to get up and wash myself, but they pressed my hand behind my back to the bed, placing a couple of pillows under my stomach, as a result of which my butt lifted and pulled out more, exposing my broken holes. Some of them wiped sperm drips from my legs and crotch, after which a member of my body invaded my pussy, actively moving in my depth, but it seemed to him not enough, and he decided to try my ass, sharply bursting into it and moving also fast and full length.

I was very good, but there was no strength, this guy began to alternate my holes, entering one or the other. Feeling sperm approaching, he crawled over my head, and I had no choice but to take it in my mouth and suck every last drop. At this time, the guy who replaced him worked with my holes, also fucking me in the pussy, then in the ass, and also fed me with his sperm. The next two of the same scenario fucked me and went into the shower, after which they all left, thanks to me for the warm welcome. I barely found the strength and, on stiff legs, I reached the bedside table, where there were generous tips - 400 euros, which I hid in a drawer. Only I had time to move away from the nightstand, when a joyful Siegfried entered the room, and without skimping on the praise, said that I deserved a rest today and can rest until tomorrow evening as I wish, with the condition that I will spend the night in a brothel.I thanked him, saying that I only have enough strength to take a shower, after which I will go to bed, and he, smiling, said that I could change my appearance a bit if I wanted to, so that my relatives and friends did not recognize me by chance, wished me good night and gone. In the bathroom, I began to wash off their sweat and semen, but it seemed to me that I was soaked through them.

Finally, I somehow wiped myself with a towel, threw on a robe, and went up to the bed, collapsed on her exhausted and fell into a heavy sleep. I woke up by noon because of an irresistible desire to pee, but when I got out of bed, my whole body ached as if I was being passed through a meat grinder. Scrolling through yesterday’s head, I didn’t remember remembering that they beat me or forced me to force something, then I approached the mirror with caution, and having twisted in front of him, I didn’t find any traces of beatings, bruises and abrasions. Relieved to empty my full bladder, I began to bask in the warm streams in the bidet caressing my aching pussy and anus. What I used to call Kisulia, now could only be called a cunt, broken by my clients. Gentle sponges were bristling with red edges, completely without covering the hole that was tight yesterday, which was now ajar and it was painful to touch. And my chocolate hole, until yesterday, used only for its intended purpose, was an even more pitiful sight - from a wrinkled neat asterisk, it turned into a purple, swollen rosette. I turned pale as chalk and fell on a chair next to me, overwhelmed by gloomy thoughts that were interrupted by the appearance of a smiling boss with a woman in a white robe, a brothel medic.

She looked at me from all sides with a deadpan look, asking me to bend and lean on the table, then pulled out a tube from the first-aid kit bag and smeared my weary holes, not paying attention to my moans, saying that by evening I would be as good as new and that “my work holes” after the first day of work in a brothel are intact, perfectly functional, and most importantly, they can be used further. I angrily told her that both of my so-called openings were burning and whining from so many clients, to which she replied with a grin that I had just not enough clients, it was just our decent boss who dealt with me humanly, giving me a chance and time for acclimatization in this elite institution, for which I should be immensely grateful to him. As for my holes, the fact that they are whining and swollen is no big deal, it is in the order of things, all girls who start working in a brothel go through this, but after a couple of weeks they will get used to daily use, adapt to our work specifics and I will not feel any discomfort anymore, the most important thing is that they are subjected to daily night care before going to bed, and it is my responsibility to appear every day after work for her daily inspection, otherwise, I will be fined for damaging the “goods”.

I looked at her angrily, but she turned and walked to the door. Meanwhile, my cunning boss gently hugged me, straightening my back and lower, and said quietly that I could not go anywhere and have breakfast in my own buffet, met my colleagues, but I refused, asking him for my mobile phone the streets and go into a couple of shops. With a smile on his face, he suggested that I go to the security office for my cell phone when I leave. I forgot to say that under the contract all the brothel girls were strictly forbidden to use their mobile phones while working, so when entering the brothel it was supposed to be turned off and handed over to the guard who hid it in the safe. All this was done in order to protect customers and exclude audio and video recordings, and of course, blackmail by using compromising materials. My boss asked me if I wanted to change my image, and seeing my surprise, he took me, completely naked, taking my arm in the photographer's office.There he told him to choose a suitable wig for me and put a temporary tattoo on my pubis and ass.

The photographer opened one of the lockers and pulled out a dozen wigs of all colors and shapes. Measuring them, I chose a bright red wig with curly curls. Looking at me approvingly, Siegfried suggested that I change the color of my eyes, wearing turquoise lenses. The photographer gave me a box with a set of lenses, teaching me how to use them. Then, under the supervision of the boss, I drew a photographer on my naked pubic with a special waterproof marker ... Read more →