Chapter 13
By Tuesday of the next week Ariel had started her period for which she was
eternally grateful as she didn't want to have an abortion. She had become quite
good at attracting customer's by this time, parading around in a dark blue teddy
during the evening or a skimpy red satin bra and thong she'd bought with her tip
money. The long legged 19 year old wearing 3" mules attracted a great deal of
attention.
It wasn't that she enjoyed her new vocation but Nadia had told her during there
love making sessions what happened to girls who no longer attracted enough
customer's. When they no longer were popular they disappeared and it was
assumed Wanda had them shipped back to one of the cheap motels where the
customer's weren't so discriminating, though this wasn't always the case.
There, just like they had started out, they would again find themselves
servicing anyone with $25. No matter how much they disliked being sold no one
wanted to go back if they could help it. Even though Ariel hadn't worked at one
of the motel's her experience at the warehouse and with the guards was enough to
make her grateful she hadn't been subjected to working at the motels, and she
didn't want to.
The fact was Ariel was popular with the clientele because she could speak
English, was educated and could carry on a conversation. The little French she
knew and the fact she'd been to Europe impressed the rich white men that
frequented the establishment. Generally a date lasted 30 to 45 minutes but with
Ariel they tended to last longer, which pleased Wanda since she charged extra
for her.
The men talked of there wives, children and even about their business. It
surprised her how they liked to linger with her and have an extra drink and tell
her things about themselves. Several even showed her pictures of their families
which surprised her even more. Ariel found herself looking at pictures of young
white girls and women, after her date had left she found herself crying. The
pictures brought back fond memories of her life before being dragged into this
nightmare and made her lonely for her parents.
Wanda assured her that they knew she was safe, Ariel worried that they'd been
told what she was doing but Wanda said they hadn't been. Ariel felt a bit
better that her parents hadn't been told the details of her new life. Even
though she'd been raped in front of them, and had even been forced into having
sex with them she didn't want them to know she had graduated into a full time
prostitute, even if she hadn't done it on her own accord.
Wanda told her men loved to talk, and talk didn't come cheap. She warned her to
not tell them about herself, when pressed she simply used the same excuse Wanda
had given the Doctor. The work paid well and when she saved up enough she was
going back to college. Of course Ariel wasn't allowed to keep any money and she
prayed she'd one day be allowed to leave and go to college like she planned to
do. She wondered if she'd ever get home, if the life she had always thought
she'd have would ever be available to her again. She no longer knew if she'd be
able to marry and have children like she'd planned, what man would want a whore
for a wife. She worried about it sometimes but only late at night when she was
alone, the rest of the time she tried to make the best of her misfortune.
Ariel was tutored by Wanda on various sexual positions, generally one of the
nicer guards was used. Ariel learned how to fuck on top of the men just as
she'd seen Nadia do, she also learned to take it leaning against a wall, with
her leg held up, both laying down and standing and of course how to be taken
both vaginally and anally as she was bent at the waist holding her ankles.
Ariel had the opportunity to use them all with her customers as the days passed
and she spent more time selling herself to the men that came and went.
When Wanda saw Ariel was having her period she called a VERY good customer, one
that had a particular fetish that he paid well to indulge in. After she had
called him she summoned Ariel from the lounge where she had been serving drinks
to waiting customer's during her "down time".
"Look here child I got me someone coming over here that be someone real special,
he be wantin to be with you tonight" Wanda informed her.
"But momma it be that time of month" Ariel told her.
Wanda got up and put her arm around the bewildered girl, "now you don't be
frettin bout that honey child ........he be wantin you that time of month" she
informed the now shocked girl.
"You can't be serious" Ariel answered back incredulously not for a moment
believing that someone would want to do that during her period.
Without hesitation Wanda slapped Ariel across the face, it wasn't a hard blow
but the shock of being hit after what they did together each morning shocked
Ariel more then it hurt her physically. She looked at Wanda as she held her
hand against her hot cheek wide eyed in horror.
"Now you look here .......you listen to yer momma girl ...........you be a whore
now ......man want you while you bleedin you go sell it to him ............and
ANYTHING else he wants .......you done understand me girl" Wanda angrily told
the cringing young women who was shocked at what she was expected to do.
"I ask you a question bitch" Wanda barked raising her hand again as if to strike
her, "or maybe I git my whip .......you ain't been feelin that for awhile girl
.........maybe you need an education on how to behave ......well do you". Wanda
was standing over Ariel's now cringing form waiting for her answer.
"No .........no momma Anne don't need no lesson .............I ........I just
didn't understand ...........I'll be a good whore momma .......promise I will"
Ariel answered in a quivering voice.
Wanda then sat next to her placing her arm around the now bewildered 19 year
old, kissing her reddened cheek softly she held Ariel close to her. "Now you
listen to me Ariel ............listen real good to yer momma", being called by
her real name for the first time was more of a shock to Ariel then the slap had
been. She looked up into Wanda's eyes and saw they were watery, then buried her
face into her shoulder and sobbed softly as Wanda continued to talk to her.
"Listen up child ...........Wanda don't want to hurt her little love girl
...........you be ..........well ....Ariel you be the only thing I ..........I
......well only thing I find a joy in ..........but there still be work to do
girl .........no matter how Wanda feel bout you there still be money to be made.
Now you listen to momma and do as you told. Leonard be back soon honey child"
with that announcement Ariel gasped out "NO ........oh god no momma please".
Again looking into her face Wanda continued to talk to the only human she had
ever found any kindness for in her heart. "Now you listen to me Ariel .....it
may sound like Wanda don't care for you or such, but that not true. I not bein
mean by sellin you to this man .....it just be what we do for a livin.
Understand me ........it just be nothin ......you be my love girl ....but we
both still just whore's ......just like some people work in an office and such
.....now you wash up and be pretty for him .........he be here soon OK honey
child".
Ariel looked into the brown eyes of this woman who professed her feelings for
her yet would sell her to anyone that had the money. Even with that Ariel felt
something tug at her heart, she understood that even though she was her "love
girl" Wanda would still sell her body. She wasn't being cruel she was a whore
now and someone wanted what she had to offer. "OK momma ....I understand
.........." then with a smile gracing her face "I'll be good to him ......watch
me get a big tip" she told her with actual excitement in her voice.
"That be my girl ........let's get you ready now" Wanda said kissing her softly
on the lips.
Wanda knew what her customer wanted, she called him when ever the right girl was
menstruating. They needed to look young, be small boned and be dressed as a
young girl. The only girls that fit the description were two of three Oriental
girls she had at the house. Both had extremely small breasts with sparsely
haired pussies. Ariel might have a bit to much tit but shaven as she was and
with her slim build she knew her customer would want her.
Nan, which is what Wanda had named the girl who she was going to pair with
Ariel, were both on there "down time" together. Wanda knew this john would pay
handsomely for the two of them. Both were dressed in plain white cotton panties
and bras, though Ariel's looked a bit over filled. A short pleated plaid skirt
and plain cotton blouse along with knee socks and saddle shoes completed their
clothing. One thing he insisted upon was that the "girl's" be wearing napkins
instead of tampons, Ariel had only used them when she had first started having
her periods and felt disgusted with the thick pad between her legs. Wanda
insisted that they not be changed until there "date" arrived.
Ariel had her hair in a pony tail, and helped Nad braid two pig tails in her
long silky black hair. Neither spoke as the got ready, Ariel because she was
nervous about the unknown and Nan because she knew what was coming. She had
been sold to this customer several times over the past 6 months she'd been at
the fancy house. Of all that she was forced to do this was the worst, but she
also knew that her physical appearance didn't attract as many client's as her
bigger breasted and more shapely companions did. She had no desire to go back
to the less desirable living conditions of the motel's and knew Wanda would keep
her around as long as this customer wanted what only she had, a girlish figure
that made her look 12 when dressed properly instead of the 21 she was.
Both were taken down to the lower level of the parking garage to what had been a
storage room but had been converted into a very private, very sound proof room
for customer's that needed that. Ariel hadn't been down there, she knew
sometimes a girl would be chosen and be taken "down stairs", generally for the
entire evening. Almost without exception the girl was allowed several days to
recuperate after that, so Ariel knew that what ever was going to happen it
probably included someone abusing her.
Wanda spoke to Ariel before she turned her over to the guard that would be in
attendance. "Now you listen up honey child, this be one important dude and he
have some unusual things he like. Now don't be worrin bout him marken you up
and such ........the guard be sure he stay within the rules. Other then dat you
do what he wants and you be all right. Now Nan here been with him couple of
times so she be knowin what gonna go on. You act like a little girl now
.....you call him daddy and keep lookin innocent and all and ifin you blush some
he be real happy. Good thing is you git off chores tomorrow so you's can sleep
late, understand me child".
Ariel stood before Wanda with her face down and her hands clasped in front of
her. This was the most cloths she'd had on since she was stripped in the
warehouse and that was almost two weeks ago. She felt strange to be wearing all
these cloths, when she looked at herself in the mirror she felt like she was 15
or 16 not 19 so acting like a little girl wasn't that hard. After listening to
Wanda she felt her stomach knot up in fear at what was going to happen. This
wasn't going to be a short suck and fuck customer and she dreaded what he was
going to want.
"I understand momma ..........I'll ..............I'll do what he wants
.........promise" Ariel answered in a small voice that made her sound like a 12
year old, she even managed a small smile at Wanda,
"Good child .......real good ..........you sound like that to this dude and he
be real happy ......Nan don't be much on talkin so he be in for a real treat
......now you go ahead and momma be seein you later", Wanda kissed Ariel on the
forehead then went back upstairs.
The guard wasn't very tall, not quite 6' but he had a strong wiry body and was
dressed in a well cut dark suit with a white shirt and tie on. Ariel had been
with him twice since she'd been at the house and actually found him attractive.
He wasn't rough with the girls, normally a long slow blow job then a quick fuck
was his style. He would then lay in the bed with his arm around them as he
toyed gently with their clits or tits, the fact was Ariel had even climaxed with
him one time. He always treated them nicely and Ariel was glad he was with them
and not Hank or one of the nastier men that guarded them.
"OK let's get inside .......now this guy he like it a bit rough ..........but
nothing that bad. To tell the truth it be a bit sick but he pays well and
always leaves a big tip when he been taken care of so you two just do what he
say. Don't take it personal what he have me do ......it be part of what da man
likes ......OK". With that he unlocked the door and led the two reluctant
"little girls" into the room.
Ariel had flinched when she was informed he liked it "rough", then again it
couldn't be worse then what she'd been put through that fateful Saturday night.
She couldn't believe that it was less then two weeks ago that she'd been going
to dinner, she had only been with one man then. Now in less then two weeks
she'd been turned into a prostitute that serviced from 3 to 6 men nightly. She
wondered just how bad this was going to be.
The room itself was decorated nicely, there were no windows but the room was
brightly lit. She saw a padded wooden stand by the wall, leather restraints
were laying on a nearby table along with several paddles, a thin rod and a
leather multi tailed whip. Ariel shuddered at the sight of the whip, her mouth
went dry as she remembered how it felt to have one used on her. The bed was
large and several chairs were set around the room. A table held water and some
liquor and a newspaper, they both sat down with their hands folded in there laps
and waited for their "daddy" to arrive.
Finally the door opened and a well dressed man in his mid 50's entered the room,
he wasn't tall, not much over 6', gray streaked hair, medium build and a tan
that showed he spent considerable time outside, Ariel guessed he golfed as it
looked like the tan her fathers friends had. Actually the man looked vaguely
familiar but she couldn't place his face.
Nan stood right up and Ariel followed her lead, the guard simply stepped forward
and greeted him in a rather formal manner. "Good evening Sir I hope you had a
good day". Ariel was a bit surprised at how good the guard's English was all of
a sudden.
"Fine Charles ....the day went well .......a drink please". The client sat in
chair by the table that held the newspaper and started reading. Charles, not
his real name, poured him a drink then went to a corner to await further orders.
Ariel saw that Nan was standing with her shoulders held back, feet together and
arms hanging along her sides with her face bowed. Ariel moved to the same
position and waited, nervously picking at her skirt and trying to watch him out
of the corner of her eye. She was uncomfortable with the now soggy napkin
between her legs, she would have changed it over an hour ago if she'd been
allowed. The fact was she felt dirty knowing it was soaked with her discharge
and wanted nothing more then to wash herself.
Without looking up the man calmly announced, "well are my two little girls doing
well in school".
Nan answered a nervous yes and Ariel finally muttered an affirmative answer.
She almost jumped out of her skin as the man bellowed "bullshit ........I was
called today ......your grades are terrible ....you haven't been doing your
homework ..........I've warned you that I wouldn't stand for this anymore".
Nan remained rooted to her spot, neither moving or looking at the man who was
now standing glowering at them. Ariel's eyes were as big a saucers as she
looked at him in fright and confusion, she had pulled her arms up across her
chest at his outburst.
His eyes fixed on her trembling form, "you ......who told you to move little
girl ........".
"No one ........uh .....daddy" Ariel answered in a small voice, it wasn't her
acting ability that made her sound like a child. She felt like one at this
moment.
"Get over here you ungrateful child" he ordered her.
Ariel walked towards him, she kept her eyes glued to the tips of her saddle
shoes then she stopped just short of him. He reached down and took her chin in
his hand and pulled her face up.
"Now what excuse do you have for this behavior" he asked her in a stern voice.
"Ummm ......well ........the work is hard .....daddy ....I've been trying
.....really I have" she stammered, this time trying to sound like a little girl.
"I've warned you before, now I'll have to punish my little girl" he told her
sitting down and motioning Ariel to lay over his lap.
Ariel laid over his knee letting her arms hang down, she heard him rolling up
the newspaper. She thought this wasn't going to be so bad, at least the
newspaper shouldn't hurt to much. He flipped up her skirt exposing her white
cotton panties, she felt his hand caress her through the material and she tried
to relax. His hand went between her legs and Aril felt the heat of her blush on
her cheeks as he fingered what had to be the completely soiled napkin.
"Why you filthy little girl ........you haven't changed yourself have you".
"Well ummm ....." Ariel wasn't sure what he wanted from her, she raised her head
enough so she could see Charles standing in the corner. He was watching the
scene unfold, a slight shrug of his shoulder's told her he didn't have any idea
what she should do.
Ariel tried to think of something to say when she felt the rolled newspaper
smack her upturned bottom. "Ouch " she yelped and kicked her legs up in
response. He laid half a dozen spanks to her ass and thighs as he held her on
his lap. Each time she yelped out and kicked her legs even through it didn't
actually hurt that much Ariel put on a good show.
"Now stand up and show daddy what my dirty little daughter has done" he ordered
her.
Ariel squirmed off his lap rubbing her butt, it really only stung a little but
she rubbed it like it burned very badly and snuffled out a "daddy that hurt my
butt real bad" hoping to please her "daddy". She stood in front of him rubbing
her eyes with the back of her hands and sniffling like she'd been crying.
He reached out and hit her thigh with the paper, "I said show me what you've
done".
Ariel looked at him questioningly, she wasn't sure what he wanted. He leaned
back in the chair and sipped his drink using the toe of his shoe to push up the
hem of the skit. "Show daddy what his little girl has done" he ordered her in a
soft tone of voice.
Now Ariel turned a bright crimson red, she felt the blush go all the down her
neck, this time the tear that ran from the corner of her eye was for real. He
wanted her to show him her panties which wasn't what was making her cry. She
knew the napkin showed and that it had to be saturated by now, Ariel felt sick
to her stomach but Wanda's warning, along with the whip she'd seen kept any
thought of protest just a wild dream.
Slowly she raised up her skit exposing her panties, at his insistence she spread
her legs wider apart, she was keenly aware of the bulge of the sanitary napkin.
"Good now you keep your skirt up and step closer now".
Ariel stepped between his knees, he reached forward and pulled the waist band of
her panties out until they were stretched tight across her ass. He looked down
inside her panties and his grin become a wide smile as he saw her clean shaven
crotch. He slide the panties down enough so his fingers had room to pull at the
top of the napkin so he could see the blood and mucus collected in it.
Ariel was looking down into her own crotch, she saw the gummy mess of her period
and started sobbing openly as she clutched her skirt tightly. "Please
.........please don't please ....daddy don't" she pleaded in a low tone of
voice. Even when she'd been stripped naked in the warehouse in front of
complete strangers she hadn't felt this demeaned. This was sick, perverted and
she wanted to puke up her dinner, again only the fear of what Wanda would do
kept her standing there feeling totally revolted at having to display herself
while she was on her period.
"My little girl has made quite mess hasn't she ............well haven't YOU".
"Yes daddy .....yes I'm a mess .........please daddy let me clean up" she said
between sobs. Of all that she'd been made to do this was the worst she'd
endured so far.
He pulled her panties down around her thighs, Ariel's hand covered her mouth as
she fought to hold down her food as she saw the sticky red line left on the
inside of her thigh. His next act was more then Ariel could take, he leaned
forward pushed his head between her legs and smelled the soiled napkin.
"Oh Jesus god no" Ariel shouted as she pulled away, losing her balance and
falling down on her ass with a loud thump. Ariel rolled over and promptly threw
up on the carpet as the man dragged her panties off her purposely wiping some of
the napkins contents on her legs, then he sat back in the chair and sniffed
them. Ariel watched in horror as he sat there smelling the crotch of her
panties, she coughed up what was left of the foul mixture in her mouth then dry
retched for several minutes. Along with the floor Ariel's white blouse was now
covered with her puke, she couldn't decide which was worse, having her food on
her cloths or the icky stain along her legs left by her menstrual blood.
"Now you lay back and spread your legs apart and show daddy that dirty hole you
have ....", when Ariel didn't move he motioned to Charles. He came over and
grabbed Ariel by the arm rolling her onto her stomach, then his arm encircled
her waist, he pulled her up over his bent knee so her ass was up and delivered
half a dozen smacks against her bare flesh with a paddle.
Ariel screamed out and thrashed around as Charles reddened her bottom. As she
was rolled over and hauled up for her spanking Ariel ended up with her face
being pushed into her own vomit. The paddling hurt but not anything like the
whip, the fact was Charles knew not to hit to hard. This john didn't really
want to hurt the girls, he simply liked to have his little play act. As long as
the skin was red he was satisfied.
Charles dumped Ariel back onto the floor. Through teary eyes Ariel saw Nan had
continued to stand rooted to the same spot she had been when this had all
started. Again she heard daddy order her to lay on her back and "play with her
dirty hole".
Ariel rolled over so her feet were flat on the floor, knees bent and spread wide
then started masturbating. She felt the dampness between her lips and tried not
to think about what her hands must look like, this was her heaviest flow day.
She lay on the floor looking at the ceiling and continued to fondle her now red
stained pussy, pushing two fingers into herself as he ordered her to do.
He ordered Nan over to him, Ariel continued to finger her twat as instructed as
she watched him repeat his perversion on her. Though this was the third time
Nan had serviced him she still felt nauseated by what he did. But having been
through this before she didn't become sick and throw up as she had the first
time. She stood still as the man fondled her, sniffed her soiled panties,
sanitary napkin and crotch. Then he fingered her bloody cunt and masturbated
her for half an hour.
As she lay on the floor her fingers felt sticky from being inside pussy, she
lifted her hand and saw it was coated with red slime which made her stomach
heave and would have thrown up again if her stomach wasn't already empty. Ariel
let her hand rest on her crotch and watched what was going on. His view of her
was blocked by Nan so he couldn't see if she was playing with herself or not.
Ariel looked over to Charles standing in the corner, he smiled at her and
shrugged his shoulders again.
Nan was then given a dozen swats on her bare bottom eliciting high pitched
shrieks from her as she kicked her legs and writhed on his lap. Nan was then
placed on the floor next to Ariel and ordered to play with her "dirty hole".
Ariel noticed that Nan's flow wasn't as heavy as her's but when she was again
summoned to come over to him she saw his fingers were coated with Nan's blood.
Now Ariel was subjected to a vigorous finger fuck by him. He shoved two of them
deep inside her sticky cunt as she stood gaped legged between his knees. The
sound of his fingers made her stomach turn, she couldn't look so she kept her
eyes tightly closed. She felt his tongue against her bare skin and shuddered at
the repugnant act he performed on her. Finally he finished, wiping his face
clean on her blouse smearing it with the red fluid that covered his face. He
wiped his hands on her thighs, ass and even smeared it on her face and into her
hair. Ariel would have rather been urinated on, but she allowed him to defile
her with her and Nan's flow as tears streamed down her face.
The man then washed his hands, he thanked Charles and passed him a wad of money.
Then he knelt down between Nan's outstretched knees and stuffed a second wad up
inside her pussy. He came over to Ariel who had been left standing in front of
the chair. He took a third roll of bills and stuffed them deep inside her twat
then left, but not before he took both pair of panties along with the tampex's
still held in the crotch by the sticky strip.
Ariel didn't move for several minutes after he left, she simply stared at the
empty chair in front of her holding up her skirt. "Come on let's go he done
with you two" the guard told them.
Nan had already gotten up and went to the sink to wet a towel so she could clean
the carpet. Ariel was still to shocked to move, "help her clean up so I can git
back to work....you two be off after this".
Finally Ariel went and helped Nan clean the carpet, she felt filthy. Not only
was her front covered by her own vomit but her body was smeared with not only
hers but Nan's smelly discharge, she wanted nothing more then a hot shower.
Ariel went back to Wanda's apartment, quickly stripping off her cloths and
throwing them into a corner. She jumped into the shower even before the water
had warmed up, shivering under it until it did. She had forgotten about the
money he'd stuffed up inside her, she held her cunt lips apart and pushed her
fingers inside until she could retrieve the cash and remove it. The money was
red with blood and mucus so she washed it off then counted it as the warm water
ran over her. The man had shoved $500 in 20's inside her, Ariel smiled to
herself thinking that what Leonard had said was finally true, she did have a
money box between her legs.
Ariel soaped her body and shampooed her hair three times to make sure she was
clean, her hands had been coated with her menstrual blood and she had to scrub
her finger nails to get it all out from under them. Thankful she didn't have to
wear a napkin Ariel used a tampon, then she put the money on the table for
Wanda. After having a drink and several cigarettes she crawled into bed. The
clock showed it was only 10:30 P.M., it was the earliest she'd been allowed to
go to sleep since she'd arrived Saturday night.
Ariel awoke the next morning feeling refreshed, Wanda wasn't there but the
pillow and sheets showed she'd slept with her and the money was gone. It was
already 8:30 in the morning and wondered why Wanda hadn't waken her until she
remembered Wanda saying she didn't have chores today. As she showered she
thought about the trade off, being with the pervert or doing housework, Ariel
decided she'd rather do house work given the choice. Of course she knew she
didn't have one.