Chapter 2
Two weeks after making her fateful decision, Janet found herself adapting to her life as a whore. Harvey had turned her over to one of the girls for more instruction. Janet had learned how to give a decent blowjob. She had a brief encounter with ass fucking.
It had been quite a trip for her! She had left her hometown of Washington, Pennsylvania because it lacked the excitement and potential of a large city like New York.
She managed to find a job as a salesclerk in a well known dress house. The personnel manager had made several overtures to her. He was always finding some excuse to see her. During these encounters, there would be surreptitious attempts to feel her up. Or the invitations for a date with guarded hints for sex later on. He was so obvious.
Sherille Bostwick wasn't as obvious at first. She was the head buyer. Janet had accepted an invitation to have dinner at her home. Janet wasn't completely naive but never suspected Sherille's lesbian inclinations. She discovered that one evening after the meal.
Luxurating in a warm tub in Harvey's apartment, Janet recalled the incident that started her on the road to her present occupation.
"How would you like to model our fall line?" Sherille had asked her.
"I never thought of myself as a model. I'm honest enough to think I don't have the figure for it. But if you think I can do it, I'd love to try," Janet answered.
"Nonsense! I have the final say in choosing the models. Why don't you take off your clothes so that I can get a good look at your figure. In the meantime, I'll change and bring out a few things for you to try on."
Janet had stripped off her clothing. Exhibiting her naked body to another woman under these circumstances did not bother her. It seemed like such a matter-of-fact thing.
Sherille had returned to the room dressed in a gossamer peignoir. Small conical tits peeked out at Janet in an insouciant stare. It belied the heavy ample appearance of her boobs when she was dressed. Janet thought, what Nature's forgotten, you've stuffed with cotton!
"Try these on!" Sherille suggested, handing her a bra and step-ins.
When Janet took them, she realized they were a little unusual. The bra was more like a sling. It caught the underside of her tits, supporting them. The tips and top of her breasts were exposed. The step-ins also lacked completeness. They were black lace with the crotch missing. Janet became suspicious at the sight of the lingerie.
"My dear, there's no doubt about you working as model for me," Sherille exclaimed. "You have a wonderful figure!"
Sherille moved with the graceful lunge of a predatory feline. It caught Janet unprepared.
Sherille's lips fastened over a succulent nipple. One hand cupped Janet's crotch. With a gentle shove, she pushed Janet onto the couch.
"No, stop! What the hell are you doing?" Janet protested.
She knew how to cope with an overzealous male. Janet didn't know what to do in a situation like this. She tried to push Sherille's body free from hers.
Instead, the mouth remained fastened tightly to the nipple. Soft, greedy, sucking sounds emitted from Sherille's mouth. Her fingers massaged the cuntal slit with gentle tantalizing strokes. Janet continued to struggle to free herself but found the erotic stimulation beginning to affect her.
Her vigorous vocal protests grew weaker. Instead, low anguished moans of pleasure gurgled in her throat.
"Ohhrrr!" Janet murmured. "Nooo! Don't! Ohhh! Ohhhh!" It was a token protest but she had succumbed to the teasing erotic play.
Sherille's talented mouth aroused a passionate fire within her. Janet's nipple stiffened under the skilled lingual manipulation. An erotic current of excitement rippled down her spine and joined the piquant churning in her cunt. Her pussy was damp from the manual stimulation.
Janet uttered anxious moans of ecstatic exhilaration. "OHHRrrrr! Ohhh! That's good! That feels so gooood!"
Sherille released her oral grip on the ravaged tit. The tantalizing mouth that teased Janet's tit pursued other quests. Lovingly, the lips pressed against the hillocks of the rounded breasts. With soft, gentle, sucking kisses, Sherille covered Janet's body with a moist trail as she moved downward.
The oral teasing and the fingering of her snatch had evoked a strong rapturous thrill in Janet. She never experienced such a voluptuous sensation before. Men had aroused her and induced sexual gratification but never like this!
When the exploring mouth passed over Janet's cunt, a new voluptuous chill swept over her. She felt the tongue searching the erogenous crevice. The fitted mouth moved to her clitoris. She squirmed in delirious rapture at the new contact. No one had ever licked her clitty before!
Sherille had inserted two fingers into the dewy snatch as her lips coaxed Janet into further sensual gratification. The contrived phallus moved in and out, frigging the cunt. It was slow, unhurried, resembling a vaginal massage rather than a simulated fuck.
In the meantime, Sherille's lips and tongue sent chilling tremors through Janet's body. It started at the base of her clitoris, dipped into the depths of her vagina, and with accelerating force shot upward through her stomach.
Janet began to squirm in tempo with her anguished moans of sensual ecstasy. "Ohhmmm! Ohhmmm! That's nice! It feels so good!" She murmured light sighs of approval. Soft little humming sounds. "Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!"
She moved her hips in coital thrusts. The digital phallus pistoned in and out of her twat faster and faster.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Janet announced in an urgent whisper. "Here it comes! Now! Now! Fuck me, fuck me!"
In her erotic intoxication, she had forgotten the two fingers probing her cunt wasn't a cock. All she knew was a violent storm was battering her cuntal walls. Her body jerked and convulsed in an orgasmic seizure. The pulsating climactic throbs filled her loins. She humped her ass in frantic thrusts.
Sherille removed her fingers from the saturated quim and replaced it with her mouth. Her tongue probed deep in the rosie well. She extracted the musky discharge with greedy licks like a bear attacking a beehive.
Janet continued to sigh in low ecstatic rapture. After several minutes, Sherille stopped sucking her cunt. She gazed up at Janet, her eyes shone with carnal elation. Her chin glistened from a mixture of saliva and come.
"I knew you'd like it once you tried it!" Sherille said in a husky voice. "Just stay there a moment. I have another thrill for you."
Janet remained on the couch, savoring the last vestiges of her sexual experience. Her eyes were shuttered in dreamy bliss.
"Look what I have for you, dear!" Sherille announced.
She opened her eyes to stare at the huge fake cock that protruded from Sherille's crotch. It looked grotesque and obscene. The sight of the dildo strapped to Sherille's waist brought her back to reality.
Janet bolted up from the couch. "You're sick! You had me going there for a moment. I'll be damned if I'm going to let you shove that into my cunt!" She ran into the bedroom and dressed.
Sherille hurried in after her. "No, wait, wait! Don't leave me! You loved it when I went down on you. Can't you see how wonderful you and I get along? We could do this all the time. I didn't mean to frighten you! Look! I'll take off this dildo and I'll just make love to you."
Janet was filled with disgust and revulsion. She looked at Sherille with a contemptuous glare. "Don't bother, you .. . you. .. queer! And you know what you can do with your job! Shove it! I won't be in tomorrow!"
A knocking on the bathroom door interrupted her reminiscing.
"Hey! Shake your ass! I have a trick for you and you have to be there right away!" Harvey shouted in to her.
Janet returned to the present. It was almost two months since the incident. She got out of the tub and towelled herself.
Opening the door, she nodded to him. She had worked a few tricks to get acclimated. All of them were by appointment. Harvey talked to her while she dressed.
"This is a special client. He's going to pay you fifty dollars so be nice to him and very cooperative," Harvey instructed her. "So far, you've only been doing some regular fucking. I have plans for you for some high class clientele. This is going to be a kind of training to see if you can handle the type of trade I think you're suited for! Okay?"
Janet bobbed her head in acknowledgment. "Whatever you say, Harvey!"
Handing her a ten dollar bill, he said, "Cab fare! Here's the address. Remember! You do whatever he wants and make sure he enjoys himself!"
The address she went to was in the East 80s. It was an impressive brownstone building. She walked up the long flight of stairs and rang the bell.
The door opened and she stepped inside. She looked at the man standing behind the door. He was a short dumpy man dressed in a white smock. Had he clothes under, the smock, she might have guessed him to be a doctor. From his appearance, she saw he wore no clothes under the smock.
He spoke with a slight foreign accent. "Ah, Miss Jones! I see you're on time for your examination. Please! Step this way into my room."
Janet realized what Harvey meant by a special John. This man was fantasizing, pretending he was a doctor. She had never participated in a fantasy. Stepping behind a curtained partition, Janet stripped and put on a white dressing gown.
Her make-believe doctor had a room outfitted with an examining table and several glass paneled enameled cabinets. Getting onto the table, Janet noticed the cut out section. Instead of having her buttocks completely on a leather padding, only part of her asscheeks were supported. There was a large vee cut into the table, allowing better access to her cunt and asshole.
She swung her feet into the metal stirrups and waited for him to begin. He started with the innocent use of a stethoscope and took her blood pressure.
Here's where I start earning my money, she thought as she watched him take a speculum from the cabinet.
Flipping the dressing gown up to expose her cunt, he inserted the metal flanged instrument into her snatch. She felt the cunt lips parted in a wide spread.
Inserting a glass lighted tube into the pink-red interior, he studied her vagina. "Hmmmm!" he murmured in professional observation, "You have an impaction in your vagina. We'll have to clear that up! Let's see what a rectal examination shows!"
Janet's hips jerked at the insertion. She felt the tender orifice stretching. Having had her ass fucked, she was used to the pressure on her sphincter. The pressure from the metal bars stretching her asshole was different. It wasn't quite painful but extremely uncomfortable.
An exploring finger was jammed into her ass. He probed the warm pliant muscles of her rectum. There was a mild pleasant sensation to the tactile examination. She found herself enjoying this little act. It reminded her of her childhood days when the kids played doctor in secret excitement.
"First we have to cleanse the area before we treat the impaction," he said.
Janet envisioned him getting ready to give her a little beef injection with a two ball compound. She was startled when he started to spray shaving cream over her red pubic hairs.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed, starting to rise.
He pressed his hand against her chest and shoved her back onto the table. "Relax! I have to prep you!"
She didn't like the idea of having her hair removed. Remembering Harvey's admonition to satisfy the John, she remained lying on tke table. Having her hair shaved off bothered her.
He produced a straight-edged razor and began the ritual. She could feel the sharp blade scraping against her skin, removing the hirsute camouflage. Janet watched as the reddish bush disappeared. Her crotch felt cooler with the absence of hair. A towel was rubbed across her pubes to remove the excess shaving cream. The rough scrubbing brought a mild erotic glow to her. "Now to clean the vagina!" he announced. Janet stared at the douche he held. It was a bulb type affair with a large thick nozzle shaped like a cock. He shoved it deep into her twat and squeezed hard on the bulb. She felt the forceful water pressure squirting into her cunt.
Holding a large enamel pan under her ass, he frigged her cunt with the nozzle. Some of the water was forced out, tickling her pussy. When the tube was removed, the rest of the water flushed out of her cunt.
"What... what are you doing?" she demanded in a frightened voice. Her hands were being taped down to the table. He began taping her legs down.
"Well, the treatment gets a little bit rough. I'm just taking a few precautionary measure. Don't worry! You'll be all right!" he assured her.
Janet became panic-stricken. She strained at the adhesive bonds on her wrists and found it difficult to break. Up until now, it had been fun and games! This new development had her worried.
Prepping a patient meant some kind of an operation! Her John had finished prepping her and had secured her to the table. Janet was apprehensive about him performing some kind of surgery on her.
"Please, please, don't hurt me!" she pleaded.
He ignored her pleas, busying himself with the preparations. Janet watched in wide-eyed fascination as he neared her with a curved double dildo.
Her sphincter was lubricated with a medical jelly. The back phallus was fitted into her asshole and the other, into her cunt. Plugging up her two holes wasn't bad! She found the twin impaction comfortable. The thought of being frigged in both holes simultaneously appealed to her.
The bogus doctor brought out another gadget. It looked like a transformer used with toy trains. Leading from the transformer were two wires with alligator clips attached to the ends. The alligator clips were attached to her nipples.
"Ouch!" Janet yelped. "That hurts! Take it off, take it off!" The serrated teeth of the clips bit into her tender tips.
"Just relax, my dear, you'll forget the temporary pain," he answered.
Turning a knob on the transformer sent a shocking tingle into her tits. Janet twitched on the table. "Stop, stop!" she shouted.
The temporary shocking sensation was forgotten when he turned on a switch centered on the twin dildos.
At first, the twin dildos emitted a mild pulsating throb. It was a gentle erogenous stimulation. Janet found them pleasant enough with their mild lascivious pulsations. She considered this treatment more like pleasure than business except for the sharp pressure of the clips on her tits.
Her cunt reacted to the tantalizing vibrations. Juices oozed through the walls of her twat in erotic sweating. A strong vaginal tickle titillated her. The humming of the twin vibrators reached her ears. It was an erotic tune, adding the stimulating throbs in her holes.
She felt an incandescent warmth spreading through the confines of her cunt and asshole. Her body trembled from the sensual ecstasy. Janet squirmed in licentious abandon. The piquant pleasure elicited from the vibrators pervaded her nervous system. Little moans of erotic bliss floated from her lips. The only thing missing was the potent coital thrusts.
A voluptuous current surged through her from the electrifying tingles of the vibrators. It took her mind off the sharp bite of the clips on the nodes of her tits. Her pussy was saturated from the heavy oozing of juices. She jerked her hips and pelvis in violent spasms. A thousand prickling needles titillated every nerve fiber in her body. She squirmed in exquisite erotic agony as a thousand mild electric shocks jolted her nervous system. The sensation flooded both her erogenous holes. In the confined spaces with no outlet for release, the sensation diffused itself.
Moans of erotic rapture rumbled in her throat. "Ohhmmm! This is wild! What a way to have an orgasm! Put your cock in me and fuck me! I want to feel a real cock pumping inside of me!" she pleaded in an urgent hoarse voice.
Her nervous system was being tormented and she was unable to stop it. It was like having an itch and not being able to scratch! This was a new kind of piquant voluptuousness that induced an orgasm.
Her body bounced on the table in frenzied writhing. Janet's eyes were closed, her mouth opened. The closed eyes to better savor the exquisite erotic torture of the vibrators and the open mouth emitting the groans and moans of pleasure. She sucked in her lower lip, biting it. She had to do something to alleviate the voluptuous tingling within her, threatening to drive her mad!
"No more, no more! Stop, stop! I can't take it! It's driving me crazy!" she exclaimed.
The orgasm built up inside her venereal entrails. With a violent fury, it broke over her like rollers breaking on a surf. Wave after wave of the orgasmic juices washed over her cuntal cavern. Janet had a vague awareness of come dribbling past the thick impaction in her twat. Her mind concentrated on the taunting exquisite ravishment of the instruments humming in the confines of her cunt and asshole.
She continued to beg for him to stop. The tingling vibrations were driving her to a point she couldn't endure anymore. In spite of her entreaties to stop, her moans of sensual approval continued to mingle with her pleas.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop, stop! No more! Oh! That's beautful! I haven't come like this ... I... I... I'm coming again." Her body jerked in wild writhing. "Oh, this is good! Oh, Oh!" she gasped.
"YAHHRRRRR!"
Her last outburst was a shout of anguished ecstasy. A roar of enraptured exultation. As her vocal demonstration of erotic fervor erupted from her throat, Janet felt another violent spasm in her twat.
She thought she would pass out from the intense exquisite pulsations. As suddenly as it began it stopped.
The vibrators and clips were removed. Her cunt and ass continued to tingle from the after effects. She could feel the prickling sensations in her buttocks and thighs.
The speculum was inserted into her snatch again and the interior examined. She hardly felt the pressure of the flanged metal spreading her cuntal lips. He pressed a finger into her twat, washing it in the heavy effusion collected in her venereal well.
"It doesn't look too bad!" he said. "Just a little more treatment!"
Janet hoped it wasn't going to be the vibrators again. She wished he would get around to fucking her with his cock. He removed the smock, exposing his naked body. A small hardon peeked out beneath his protruding stomach. He fitted an extension penile sleeve over his prick, strapping it about his waist.
Janet's eyes bulged in shocked disbelief. It was about ten inches long and about three inches thick. She doubted if her cunt could accommodate such a formidable weapon.
"You're ... you're not going to stick that in me, are you?" she asked in a tremulous voice.
"Don't worry! Your vagina can take it!"
He pushed the tip between the hairless cuntal lips and slowly buried the shaft in her pussy. Her mouth opened in silent protest at the pressure. A rasping gurgle bubbled from her throat. She felt the tip resting on her cervix.
Janet was surprised she could take such a large cock. Even if it was a fake one!
He began the rhythmic coital thrusts, pulling the cock out in a partial withdrawal and shoving it back in. Each time the cock rammed inward, it jabbed the cervix. She felt a lance of pain spearing her cunt and shooting up to her brain.
"Ughh! Ughh!" she grunted in painful gasps. "You're hurting me!" she complained.
Her remarks were ignored. The lascivious pounding continued. The cock sawed in and out of her twat in a pistoning tempo. Despite the pain, Janet found herself moving in tandem with his penile cadence. She could feel an orgasm burgeoning in her bowels. His crotch bumped into the vee of her thighs on each inward thrust.
The tempo increased. He was pumping faster and harder now. Anguished groans of pain rippled from her throat from the torturous thrusts.
He shoved his prick home in a final thrust. She felt his body quivering as the paroxysms of an orgasm seized him. She could guess he was coming! There wasn't any discharge from the encased cock.
A mild orgasmic pulsation in her cunt reduced some of the pain emanating from her battered cunt.
Uncoupling himself, the little man examined her cunt with the speculum. "Ahhh!" he murmured in satisfaction. "The impaction is gone! You can leave now!"
He stripped off the adhesive tape. Janet winced a little as the sticky tape came off her wrists and legs.
When she finished dressing, he handed her a fifty dollar bill. "Here's a little something else for you," he said, handing her a twenty dollar bill.
The bonus was something she hadn't expected. She smiled, thanking him and said, "It was a pleasure, doctor! Anytime I can be a patient again, let me know!"
He nodded. "Perhaps! Goodbye!"