It’s not easy being a streetwalker, hookers for hire get used and abused on a nightly basis. Whoever coined the term “Been rode hard and put away wet.” had to have been talking about a paid whore. Guys think that, just because they’re paying for it, they can do whatever they want to us. Sometimes a girl gets into a car and you never see her again or her lifeless body gets found some weeks later bloated and rotting down by the river or cut up and mangled in a dumpster. Dying is one of the dangers sex workers constantly face and, unfortunately, there’s no hazard pay for pussy slingers.
Last night, one of my cutest little blond bitches got beaten up by a trick. She said he was the typical cocky frat boy type so she knew he was going to get his money’s worth when she agreed to the twat trading transaction. When she told him her prices, he agreed and opted for standard sex in his backseat. As he was giving to my girl, he started choking her so she said that rough stuff costs a little more, which is standard procedure for every prostitute. That’s when he got irate.
Apparently he screamed in her face and told her that she’ll take whatever he gives her then started slapping her around as he jammed his thick and rigid cock in and out of her really hard. She said he grabbed her face and forced all of his weight down on her jaws as he pumped and pounded her pink pussy. The bruises on her face probably match the ones on her cervix, but who knows? He managed to maneuver her onto her stomach with her hands pinned behind her back, drilling her dick drainer the entire time. He laid on top of her and wailed away as he wrapped one of his arms around her throat and cut off the oxygen flow to her brain. The last thing she remembers before blacking out was her face banging into the door handle as he drove his huge dong deep into her cunt.
When she came to, she was face down on the ground with one of his hands grasping a handful of her hair grinding her face into the gravel as his other hand grabbed one of her ass cheeks to spread it wider as he plowed into it with his extra big peen. He made my girl beg him to cum in her ass over and over again until he finally blew a geyser blast of a load into her helpless backdoor fuck hole.
He got up, threw a wad of cash at her and told her to stay on the ground. As he got back into his car he spit in her face and told her she was lucky that he didn’t just run her over and bury her somewhere in the woods. He started the car and backed away so she couldn’t see his license plate. She had the wherewithal to look but didn’t have the strength to get up and give chase.
She was found this morning walking home, naked and crying, leaking blood stained cum out of her ass. I feel bad for her, she’s a real nice girl. I should probably let her keep my cut, but like I said, there’s no hazard pay for sexy prostitutes.
I think the reason I became a crack loving, cum guzzling stripper is because of what my daddy and his friends used to do to me. Daddy wasn’t rich and didn’t really want to work so of course he did what any daddy would do, use his daughter to get what he wanted. It started out with just daddy coming in while mommy wasn’t home and making me feel good in all different ways, by taking my clothes off and telling me how much he loves my tight young body and that he cant wait to make me a woman. I loved being daddy’s little girl and I would do anything for him, like getting on my knees and letting him fuck my pretty face until it was red because I couldn’t breathe. Daddy came in for the last time and said he had a surprise for me, he told me he was going to make me a woman so of course I opened up my tiny little legs for him and begged him for it. Daddy made me feel so fucking good the way he just slammed his hard thick cock into my tight virgin pussy made me scream out in pleasure. Daddy is the reason I love to be fucked hard and fast and just wait until I tell you about his friends.
