“I’m out of here!” I threw my Wyndham hotel uniform onto the desk, grabbed my purse and stormed out. “You can’t prove I stole that bitch’s jewelry!” I was fuming at my now ex-boss, but even more so at myself for losing this job. Shit I needed this job badly! Climbing into my little shit box 1989 red Mazda, I searched for the keys from my purse. Smokes, yeah that’s what I could use right now. I fumbled with the crumpled pack of Camel’s and took out my last smoke. Pushing in the car lighter, I sat back and tried to calm down. I can’t believe they just fired me; how could they? They didn’t have any proof! Click. The lighter popped out. I reached for it and lit my smoke, taking in a deep breathe as I let the smoke fill my lungs and felt myself begin to calm down. A lump started to form in my throat as a tear started to leak from the corner of my eye. Stop being such a baby, get over it, I told myself, quickly wiping away my tear.

I started up my car, and as I drove out the hotel parking lot, I flipped up my finger, “Screw You!”. Traffic was heavy tonight as I pulled onto the Penn Lincoln Parkway and headed to my parole office. Great just what I need, I thought. Now I have to explain why I lost my job to Bill. I thought back to our last meeting two weeks ago, and could feel myself getting wet. He wasn’t bad looking for a parole officer. He was 35 yrs old, too bad he was married, but that’s his loss. He had incredibly sexy blue eyes that made me feel lost in another world when I looked at him. Oh, and that smile!! He had a smile like Orlando Bloom, my biggest weakness. I am still kicking myself for letting him come on to me and we ended up fucking. I just can’t help it with him, but at least he does care about what happens to me and he is trying to help me straighten out my life. So I guess for now, its ok, just don’t get too attached girl, I told myself. That will cause you a lot of problems girlfriend.
Thinking about Bill got me feeling horny and I shoved my hand between my thighs against my cunt and began to grind against it; imagining Bill’s hard 7” thick cock rubbing against it. Harder and faster I ground my cunt, feeling my jeans getting wetter. “Oh God, I so need to cum!” I pulled off the freeway and headed down Grant Street, Bill’s office just blocks away. Luckily I found a nearby parking spot, put the right change in the meter and headed to see Bill. I could feel my cunt juices rubbing against my cunt lips, exciting me even more the closer I neared his office.

The receptionist looked up at me as I walked into their tastelessly decorated simple office. Actually, for the first time, I really noticed what a crappy office this was. Dingy white walls, office furniture that looked like it came from the Salvation Army. “Bill is in with a client right now Linda, he will be out in just a few moments to see you, Go ahead and have a seat,” instructed the aging receptionist. I nodded at her and took a seat in the far corner, grabbed a magazine and tried to look like I was deeply submerged in the Vogue magazine. I peered about the waiting room and watched a young mom with her baby, preparing to leave. Tears welled up in my eyes as my mind was flooded with memories of my little girl. I got pregnant by a guy I thought loved me, but the minute I told him I was pregnant, he dumped me like I had the plague. I had a little girl but I knew I couldn’t keep her, as much as I really wanted to. But that wouldn’t be fair to her, my baby deserved more and I gave her up for adoption. I hope one day she won’t hate me for giving her up; I just wanted her to have a better life than I did growing up. I shook my head and wiped the tears from my eyes.

It looked like I was the last ‘client’ in today. A few moments later, Bill came out of his office and escorted the 17 yr old boy to the door, giving him words of encouragement and that he would see him next week. “Hello Linda, step on into my office. Grace you can pack up and head home early for the night, spend some time with your kids,” Bill said. Thankfully and quickly Grace packed up for the day and headed out the door, “Thanks Bill, see you tomorrow,” Grace yelled as she locked the door behind her.

Slumping down into the chair across from Bill’s desk, I fought hard not to start crying, by pinching the tender part of my skin under my arm. Bill sat in his chair. Looking ever so sexy, but I could see he was not happy with me. I began to protest, “Look it wasn’t my fault!! Those assholes thought I stole that stupid snotty woman’s jewelry! They had no proof Bill, you gotta believe me here.” That did it, my damn burst and my tears spilled down my face into my lap. Bill grabbed a few tissues from his desk and came around next to me and handed them to me. “There, there, don’t worry about it Linda; we will get you another job. I will come up with something for you ok? Come here, I don’t like to see you crying.” Pulling me into his arms I sobbed into his shoulder. “Shhhh, no more crying Linda, things will work out ok? Do you trust me?” I pulled back and looked deep into his smiling eyes and instantly I was lost.

Nodding, I leaned forward and we began to kiss tenderly, then the kisses became increasingly hungrier. Our bodies pressed together, and I could immediately feel his hard shaft pressing against me through his slacks. Bill’s hands began to travel over my breasts and down my ass, cupping them firmly in his grip. “God, I’ve missed you these last two weeks Linda,” sighed Bill. Really, that’s interesting, I thought to myself as I felt my body giving in more and more to his touches. Within moments Bill had slipped off my clothes and I was standing in the middle of his office naked.

Worried that someone might see me naked through his office window, I asked him to pull the blinds closed. He told me to ignore it and I felt a shudder run through my body. Imagining someone standing across the street seeing Bill fuck me was beginning to turn me on even more. Lifting me onto his desk and placing my feet on the edge, Bill buried his face into my soaked cunt and soon I forgot all about the window and the possibilities of being watched. Bill lapped up my juices like a thirsty puppy and within moments he had me cumming in buckets. He pulled me off the desk and turned me around with my hands on his desk, my ass pressed against his hard on. I wiggled my ass against him; my cunt ached to feel him inside me. “Is that what you want my little slut? Do you want to feel me fuck you? Is that it? Beg me bitch!” Bill ordered. Quickly I squeaked out, “Bill please fuck me, I need your cock inside my cunt right this moment! PLEASE?!!” Bill unzipped his slacks and dropped them and his boxer briefs to his ankles. Gripping his cock, he slid it up and down my slick slit up to my asshole. A few times his cock stopped at my virgin rosebud and teased me, pressing his cock tip against it, threatening he would fuck my tight virgin asshole. I begged him not to but to please, please fuck my cunt. Without notice, he rammed all 7 inches hard and deep into my aching, dripping pussy. “Ohhhh God Yes Bill, harder fuck me harder,” I begged him.
Bill began slamming me against his desk. His cum filled balls slapped against my swollen clit over and over again bringing me to the edge of an intense orgasm. He began to slap my ivory skinned ass as he thrust deeper and deeper, turning my ass cheeks to a sweet rosy pink hue. Gripping my hair and reaching around pinching my nipple hard, I screamed as I came hard over Bill’s cock. My cunt muscles gripped his cock like a vise. Bill groaned as he gripped my hips so he wouldn’t lose his balance and filled my cunt full of his man milk. Gasping, he collapsed on top of my back, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Fuck Linda, you are just incredible,” gasped Bill as he attempted to catch his breath.

Quickly recomposing ourselves, we got dressed but not before I noticed two teenaged boys glued to the street corner with their mouths gaping open like they were about to catch flies. Feeling proud of myself, I blew them each a kiss and they went running off across the street away from our direction. I giggled to myself as we continued to get dressed. “What’s so funny Babe?” Bill asked me. “We had an audience Bill,” I replied blushing. Bill smiled smugly to himself. He led me to my car and told me to come back next week Monday and he would see about my next new position.

Heading home, I reflected back on what just happened in Bill’s office as I felt his cum leaking from my cunt, soaking my jeans. Ten minutes later, I pulled into my parking spot and headed into my building wondering if Monica and Jackson were home yet. They are my roomies. I met Monica in jail as we worked the library together. We had hit it off right away and felt an instant bond. Monica was in jail for the third time for prostitution. She was the same age as me, 19, and been in jail 3 times already. Monica was very pretty, long blonde hair with electric green eyes and Colgate teeth. Her teeth looked as perfect as the teeth on the Colgate toothpaste tube. We could have passed for twins, with our hair and facial features but that’s where it ended. Monica had the sweetest small B cup tits, where as I had large full D cups. We both had nice flat stomachs but Monica had a little squeezable ass. Mine, well let’s just say that my ass was nice and curvaceous and leave it at that. Monica also had long dancer’s legs; just a few inches longer than mine. Mine are more firm and muscle defined. She got out one month before me and made me promise I would stay with her and her boyfriend, Jackson, when I got out. The day I got out, I headed straight over to their apartment and was welcomed with open arms.

Entering the small two bedroom unit, I called out, “Monica? Jackson? Anyone home?” Monica called out from her bedroom, “I’ll be done in a few more minutes Babe? I obviously assumed she was busy with Jackson and went into my room and quickly scooted out of my cum soaked jeans. Slipping into a comfortable pair of my favorite pink jammie bottoms, I went into the kitchen to pour myself a stiff drink. I needed it after a day like today. I grabbed the 20 ouncer of vodka from the freezer and the orange juice from the refrigerator and poured them into a highball glass; making sure there was more vodka than orange juice. I shuffled into the living room, flipped on the tv and plopped down on the over stuffed sofa. It felt good to finally be home.

Monica emerged from her bedroom, giggling. “Linda, how would you like to make an easy $200 right now?” I looked up at her to see her standing there in a leather corset, fishnet stockings and come fuck me heels on. Standing behind her with his hands gripping her naked ass, was a man I didn't know. He was a lot older than both of us combined. I couldn’t find my voice to reply an emphatic NO. I shook my head instead, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene standing before me. Can this day get any worse? Monica knelt on her knees, and made her way in front of me at the sofa, taking my hands in hers, she continued to plead with me. “No way Monica, I could never do what you do,” I argued. “Oh come one Baby, its not like you are a virgin or something! Please Babe, just this once for me?” she continued to beg, with her big sexy emerald green eyes batting at me. If it had not been for the fact that I had just been fired, I would not have given in as easily. “Ok, I’ll join you two, but let me finish my drink first, I’m gonna need it!” Giddily, Monica clapped her hands and jumped back up and kissed her customer. “Meet you in the bedroom, Sexy,” Monica teased as she blew me a kiss on her way back to her room.

I downed my drink in two big gulps and headed towards Monica’s bedroom. My heart was pounding in my chest. I need the money. I need the money. I need the money, I kept muttering to myself. I walked in to her room, and blushed immediately as Monica was completely naked and on her hands and knees; her small tits jiggling as she bounced back and forth on her client’s nine inch dick deep in her ass. He had her long hair firmly gripped in his hand and was spanking her sweet ass with his other hand. With each strike, Monica squealed, “Spank me Daddy, spank your naughty Princess,” and he would spank her even harder. Even though I was stunned to see this, I was instantly turned on and began to rub my cunt, feeling my jammie bottoms immediately becoming moist.

“Linda, meet Nathan, but here he is Daddy. Nathan meet Linda, my roomie and best friend. Linda get naked with us and let’s have a wild time together!” Monica managed to get out between Nathan’s deep thrusts into her ass. I stripped naked, feeling so nervous and yet so very horny. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and stood beside the bed waiting for instruction from Daddy. Nathan leaned over taking my face in his free hand pulled me to him and kissed me lustfully. As our tongues swirled around probing each others mouth, he had slid his hand down my breasts, cupping one at a time, my nipples hardened immediately. He then lifted one up to his mouth, licking and flicking my erect nipple, causing me to groan. I could feel my cunt juices began a slow trickle down my legs.

Without warning, Nathan grabbed hold of my cunt tightly, pulling me closer to him, and slipped a finger down my wet slit. “Mmmm, who owns this cunt, slut?” Without thinking, I replied, “I do Sir.” Suddenly he slapped my cunt hard, making me yelp. “Wrong answer slut!” he snapped. Nathan pulled his cock from Monica’s ass and ordered her onto her back so that she was facing me. Monica swiftly moved into place upon where I was gazing down at her puffy soaked cunt. She really had a very pretty pussy. He got off the bed and stood behind me and forced me to bend over Monica’s glistening cunt and shoved my face against her wetness. “Suck my princess’ cunt, slut. Bury your tongue deep inside her pretty pink snatch now!” He then stood behind me and I felt a ‘swish’ across my ass. I began to moan as I licked and tongued Monica’s sweet pussy. Nathan kicked my legs further apart and ran his hand under my cunt to find that I was thoroughly soaking wet. “Mmmmm, you are a dirty cunt, aren’t you. Continue tongue fucking my little Princess until I tell you to stop. Is that understood slut?” Nodding as best I could, I moaned to acknowledge him. “THWACK!” I squealed, my knees buckled as I felt the stinging blow across my ass. “You will acknowledge me correctly slut!” Quickly I replied, “Yes Sir, I’m sorry Sir.”

Pleased with my quick response, I was quickly rewarded with Nathan’s steel hard cock being rubbed up and down my wet cunt, spreading my juicy lips with his bulbous cock head. As he teased my hungry wet hole, he ordered Monica to go get the strap on and slip into it. She jumped off the bed from under me and moments later returned with a strap on dildo , stroking it with her hand as if her own cock. I have to admit, she looked incredibly sexy stroking that dildo. She climbed back onto the bed and positioned herself under me and my head was forced down to take the thick dildo deep into my mouth. Gripping me by my hair, he bobbed my head up and down onto this throbbing hard cock. Nathan gripped my waist firmly with both his hands, ordered me suck that sweet cunt of mine until she cums. He lined his cock up and plunged deep and hard into my cunt. I cried out, “Uhhh!! Yes! fuck your slut Sir!” Over and over he thrust; deeper and deeper into my already cum filled cunt. Monica reached up and fondled my tits as Nathan slammed into me continuously; pushing me into my intense climax. Moments later, Nathan pulled out and shot his huge load all over my ass. And Monica then licked it all up, making sure she did not miss a drop. Still hard, Nathan pushed Monica onto her back, and filled her with his cock and ordered me to rim his ass. Monica’s cries of bliss filled the apartment as Nathan fucked her cunt senseless. We continued to explore and fuck each other for another hour until we all lay exhausted yet content in a crumpled tangle of bodies on Monica’s bed.

“Ladies, that was the most incredible session I have ever experienced, thank you!. I hope we can do this more often!” Nathan requested as he pulled himself together, handing Monica her share of her fee and then handing me $200. When he placed that money in my hands, I literally got a rush out of it. That was the fastest $200 bucks I have ever made. I began to seriously think that this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. I could make my own hours, see who I want to see and have a blast fucking. After Nathan left, I pulled Monica aside and asked her if she could get me set up with my own clients. She grabbed me and gave me a huge hug. “Oh Honey, we can make a fortune as the two of us as a team!” “Wow, tell me more Monica, I want to know all I can. I need this money terribly.” I exclaimed.

Jackson arrived home from his shift work just moments later and could see that something was different. Monica ran up to greet him and excitedly explained to him the events of the afternoon. Smiling at me, “So you are a slut now huh Linda? Are you serious about really wanted to be an escort with Monica? Let me know now, because I can set you up with your own website and we can get your reviews posted on an escort bulletin board just like we do with Monica’s. She has a 5 star rating from her clients. Word of mouth is the greatest form of advertising girl. So how about it, shall we do it?” Smiling sheepishly back at Jackson, “Let’s do it! Can you set it up starting tonight?” “Darlin’ I can do anything for you. This is going to be big. The two of you are fucking hot; you won’t know what to do with all the money rolling in. I do propose you specialize in one area and stick to that. What do you enjoy most?” Blushing, I replied that I enjoyed having rough sex, kinky sex, the kinkier the better.

Together that night the three roomies sat together and worked on the website and had it up and running by the end of the night. The next morning my cell phone began to ring off the hook with potential clients. Jackson screened them all for me and any that looked creepy or possibly dangerous we blocked. Monica and I had so many clients to see that we thought it would be best to rent a hotel room at a hotel next to the airport. It was a classy place, but did not take a large chunk out of our income. We did take a few hundred and went shopping for some leather outfits and some toys for us to use as a team. We picked up leather cuffs, collars, leashes, stripper come fuck me heels and thigh high boots. We also got several various sizes of paddles and English tawses, as well as nipple clamps and pussy clamps. We were all set to make our fortune.

Jackson set up all our appointments scheduling us as a team some nights and the other nights on my own. You won’t believe me if I told you, but I am now earning $3000 per week. Yes per week, what a difference compared to working before in the hotel for minimum wage and no where near the incredible sexy fun I am having now. The sex is fantastic and I particularly love when I can strap on a large strap on and drive it home into their trembling asses. They always thank me after for giving them exactly what they have been seeking.

On our nights when Monica and I aren’t ‘working’, the three of us enjoy going out and hanging out at the alternative lifestyles club downtown Pittsburgh called Pegasus. It has a great DJ on Friday and Saturday nights, Sunday is a little quieter but that’s when we can take a good opportunity to play with any of the sissy boys that want to be used and abused.

I guess you could say now that I have become a dominatrix and have become quite good at it. I haven’t told Monica or Jackson yet, but I have been seriously thinking that I would like to move to Las Vegas and have an even greater impact there as a Dominatrix. I have been doing my homework studying the lifestyles in Vegas and I know more than ever, this is where I belong. The tourist traffic coming and going through Las Vegas is incredible; I am positive I could double if not triple what I am making now every week. I’ve been too nervous to bring it up to Monica and Jackson, as I know they would take it very hard if I leave. I would really like them to come with me. I am leaving in two weeks with or without them. I can’t wait to tell you all about it.