Vanessa's Dissonance Ch. 14

When the two guys stopped their conversation and looked quizzically at her, she simply blurted out her claims.

Of course, Pavone was not a whit pleased about it. She was in no position to interrupt a meeting and especially not with such a demanding attitude.

Her presumption to demand anything at all simply made him laugh at first. But then his mood changed drastically.

He couldn't let her get away with it -- not in front of a business partner. Walking up to her, he grabbed her neck. Forcefully bending her over his desk, Vanessa had to extend her naked ass towards him. A second later, his hand landed harshly on her right ass cheek.

"Guess, you still haven't learned your place, fuckwhore!" he exclaimed enraged. "I need to beat it into you, don't I?"

"Please ...! Master ...! No ...!" Vanessa screamed in between blows that made her ass cheeks wobble and instantly turned them red.

"I'm your bottom bitch! I'm the lowest fuck commodity of the club!" she degraded herself further than ever before while gritting her teeth.

By now, his handprints left a white mark on her fiery red glowing buttocks. Vanessa became desperate but tried reasoning with Pavone.

"Please, anal doesn't earn my master any extra cash!" Vanessa begged. "I'll do two house-specials for the price of one instead!"

This made Pavone start to listen attentively. The whore was right. He didn't care if the johns fucked her in the cunt or ass. It was more important to have some satisfied customers that came back for more so he didn't let her charge extra money for anal.

Two house-specials for the price of one sounded like a great appetizer. It could persuade more johns into taking the house-special making him more cash.

Still, he had to show the indecent slut -- and even more his business partner -- who's the one in charge. So he pulled out his cock and dished out Vanessa's sole assfuck of the day.

Tears welled up in Vanessa's eyes when she felt his thick shaft forcefully splitting her massive pucker in two. Her legs gave way when his dry shaft thrust through her sore sphincter making her fall back and pushing herself even deeper onto Pavone's cock.

But somehow, her rage about Pavone's merciless handling failed to appear. Instead, she felt guilt welling up inside of her.

Looking at the business partner, she knew that she had behaved inappropriately. Just as she had said, she was Pavone's bottom bitch and her action had affronted her master. She had caused him to appear in a bad light in front of a business partner.

Vanessa had slipped out of her role as the 'Red Rose Whore' for a moment but right then and there, her whore-self had fully taken over again. Finally, Vanessa realized how much she had internalized that role by now. It had definitely become her lead-self by far.

She had displeased her master and needed to recompense her inadequate behavior. She deserved the anal punishment. It pleased her master to fuck her sore, burning ass and giving him pleasure delighted Vanessa.

The fact that she felt a strange enjoyment getting her burning ass fucked puzzled Vanessa for a second. But it only made her realize even more how her whore-self was fully taking over and caused a tingle in her cunt.

Eventually, she felt his cum shooting deep up her rectum.

"Oooh, thank you sir for filling his whore's ass! Thanks for showing his bottom bitch her place!" Vanessa exclaimed meaning every word honestly.

As soon as her master's cock had slipped out of her shitter, she felt something else getting pressed inside.

Looking back over her shoulder, she saw Pavone push a ponytail butt plug into her asshole.

"As a sign that anal is no option." he commented when he saw Vanessa's puzzled look.

Dragging her up by her hair, he asked

"Ready to be the fuckpony of the day?"

"Yes sir!" Vanessa responded looking submissively into his eyes.

"Master's fuckpony is sorry for her indecent behaviour and deserves to be punished. She's looking forward to offering two house-specials!"

"Hehehe!" Pavone laughed out in response. "I bet my fuckpony will enjoy the house-specials she will provide!"

Then he explained the two specials to Vanessa. He wasn't too lenient with his selection of sex acts. He knew too well that anal was the biggest hit for the johns. So Pavone had chosen too extremely nasty acts.

The first one was called "Bondage Games" and it meant that all guys could tie Vanessa up any way they liked while they fucked her face or cunt.

To prepare Vanessa for that service, Pavone put a metal collar around her neck instead of the well-known leash. But it wasn't a simple collar. Two chains with handcuffs were attached to it. Pavone cuffed both of Vanessa's wrists and chained them to the collar. As the chain was very short, her arms were raised just beneath her ample tits rendering her hands completely immobile.

He also made her put on a pair of black high heels that were connected with a very short chain on high of her ankles. The chain only allowed Vanessa to take tiny steps.

Pavone wasn't finished though. He took another pair of handcuffs and opened one cuff. Then he pushed it through Vanessa's two silver pussy rings and fastened it. This way, the handcuff was dangling from her cunt and tied her pussy up.

Finally, he threaded the three keys for her arm cuffs, her heel cuffs and her pussy cuff on a big metal key ring and pushed it into her mouth.

Looking down herself, Vanessa had to gulp hard. She could only scurry through the club room with tiny little steps while her arms were held up by the chain collar. She felt more than helpless and she knew exactly that she was totally at the mercy of her johns.

The handcuffs dangling off her pussy and the key ring in her mouth gave her the look of any master's dream. She looked like a submissive fuckslut more than ever before!

Nervousness was creeping up Vanessa's stomach but it was only made worse when Pavone revealed the second house-special.

It was called "Ass Cleaning" and it instantly made Vanessa sick. She had barely survived the foot-licking special. But this time, she had to lick the dirty, stinking ass cracks of these sleazy men!

In combination, this house-special had a real chance to make the guys forget about fucking the whore up her ass.

Vanessa had to totter to the guests in her submissive outfit, bend over and cautiously put the key ring out of her mouth onto the table for the johns to take. Then she had to address the guy.

"Sir, may this fuckpony serve you?"

Vanessa's obedient entrance already heated the johns up and when she offered the two house-services, they went wild with the possibilities entirely forgetting about anal.

Once again, the johns were extremely creative with ways to tie the fuckslut up.

But two johns particularly stuck in Vanessa's mind like a sore thumb.

She had tried avoiding a table at which a particularly trashy 40-something guy with only a fringe of hair left was sitting staring at her every time she passed by. That guy was a disgusting sight with his stained shirt and greasy jeans -- some real trailer trash. But when she walked past his table once again, he suddenly stuck out his hand blocking her way.

"Been waiting longer than anyone else!" he simply exclaimed with an annoyed voice.

Before Vanessa had a chance to respond, he got up onto his feet. Thereby, his fat bloated belly became visible. Even worse, his shirt wasn't long enough to entirely cover his impressive potbelly and the hairy underside of his paunch peaked out of the shirt.

The view gave Vanessa the creeps. She still hadn't gotten used to fucking any guy no matter what he looked like.

Out of a sudden, he grabbed the handcuffs dangling off her cunt rings and used them as a leash to drag Vanessa through the club room.

Her cunt flaps were pulled far when he started walking. Vanessa tried tottering after the guy as fast as possible but with her chained heels she was extremely slow.

It was an unbelievable sight of the fuckpony being led on the handcuffs with her crotch pushed forward by the guy's pulling. Any second, she was close to falling all over her feet while her hands were helplessly chained to her collar.

When they had finally reached her hooker-room, the fat guy led her to a wall and made her squad with her back against the wall.

After stepping out of his clothes, he positioned himself in front of Vanessa. Her heart was thumping in her throat as she knew that she had no way to dodge and couldn't use her hands for a tiny bit of control.

Nevertheless, she immediately opened her mouth wide. Her submissive outfit had turned her into full submissive mode. She was nothing more than the fuckpony free to be used.

A second later, the trashy guy lunged forward and thrust his cock deep into her mouth. He went balls deep down her gullet at the first go. Keeping his shaft in her warm, wet mouth for a few seconds, he enjoyed the contractions of her throat around his tool.

Vanessa tried moving her head to the sides to get a little breathe but the guy only sniggered from her futile attempts holding her head still with his hands. It only caused the guy to keep his dick even longer down her throat enjoying the harsh, pitiful gags and retches emanating from the depth of her gullet

Then he started humping her face as if it was a gloryhole in the wall. He didn't care if it was a living person in front of him or a fuck device and with her chains Vanessa was totally helpless to this onslaught. The back of her head was hurtfully pressed against the wall while he pumped away at her face.

In Vanessa's trapped position, she could only move her legs that were peeking out between the potbellied guy's legs. He was pumping away at her skull with such a speed and roughness that her legs started kicking and lashing out automatically.

It was an incredible sight of the 'Red Rose Whore' buried under they fat guy with her pitiful chokes and gags filling the entire hooker room, her back arching under the pressure of the skull fucking and her legs helplessly kicking out to all sides.

As the fat guy wasn't in a good shape by any means, he needed a break from the speed-pumping from time to time. He then simply leaned against the wall with his dick buried deep down Vanessa's throat and his ugly paunch resting on her head.

Vanessa was basically buried under a big meaty flesh mountain. She was barely visible from the side only her knees sticking out between the guy's legs. It was so humiliating that it brought her close to tears making her sob around the cock in her throat.

Finally, he was too much out of breath to continue.

And it only got worse then.

The john turned around and spread his ass cheeks apart. Vanessa wanted to jump up and run away when she realized what was about to happen.

It felt like she was watching the hairy, bulky, shapeless ass inching towards her face in slow motion. And she didn't have a chance to get out of the way.

Finally, she was completely buried again. But this time her face was deeply pressed into the john's gross ass.

Instantly, she could smell the vile scent of dirt, sweat and shit.

She knew that she had done it before. She knew that she had enjoyed the nastiness of the act before. But right then and there, helplessly trapped in this position, the disgust overwhelmed her.

"Start licking, whore!" the trashy guy ordered while pushing his ass backwards another inch.

By now, her nose was tightly pressed against his asshole and the reeking stench even intensified -- if that was possible at all!

As Vanessa was totally buried under the flesh mountain, the biting stench surrounded her and not a single breeze of fresh air reached her.

Meanwhile, the john was getting impatient. So when he felt Vanessa's nose on his asshole, he started pushing his ass backwards even further. As a result, the fuckpony's nose dug into his asshole!

Vanessa was trembling in her chains from the cold shivers running up and down her spine when she felt the tip of her tongue pushing inside his dirty asshole!

Involuntarily, she had to retch dryly. She would never get used to this debasing, gross act. But her nose stuck up that chubby guy's ass was too much! And she knew to well that she had to lick that disgusting ass clean if she ever wanted to get out of this flesh grave.

Timidly, she pushed her tongue out. It immediately touched the sweaty flesh of the fat guy's crack.

When the guy felt the soft tip of her tongue on his crack, he started pushing his ass up and down running the entire length of his crack over her tender tongue and giving Vanessa the full sickening flavour.

Instantly, the dry heaving intensified sounding more pitiful than ever before. Still, Vanessa behaved like a good whore pony and kept her tongue out of her mouth.

It was more than disgusting feeling that dirty ass crack scraping over her tongue and tip of her nose. But with her head trapped between the guy's ass and the wall, his fat wobbly ass additionally rubbed over her cheeks all the length, his curly hairs tickling her soft skin.

"Eeewwwhhh!"

A disgusted tone erupted from Vanessa's mouth a moment later while she was shaking in her chains once again from pure revulsion. A long hair had stuck to her sensitive tongue! The gross tickling began driving her mad but she couldn't get it off with her arms chained.

All she could do was to squat there and wait till it was over.

The fat, trashy john seemed to take a lot of pleasure rubbing his ass all over the face of the helpless whore-pony. Vanessa was getting completely desensitized. There was nothing else but the bitter, icky taste and the vile, sickening smell. It seemed to last forever.

Black dots started dancing in front of her eyes and the world began spinning from her nausea.

Just that moment, the guy finally turned around.

Vanessa was gasping and panting heavily when the guy grabbed her hair and pushed her onto her back right on the dirty, grimy floor.

For the moment, Vanessa didn't care though. Anything was better than being buried in that reeking flesh grave.

The trashy john opened Vanessa's arm chains only to push her legs back so her feet were resting on each side of her head. He positioned her in the piledriver position with Vanessa resting on her shoulders and her ass high up in the air. Then he took her arms and chained them to her ankles.

Now, she was rendered completely immobile in an obscene position. Her ass stuck high up in the air, her buttocks were invitingly tautened, the buttplug ponytail hung down her ass and her clean-shaven cunthole got presented like a bulls' eye.

"Gonna fuck you dirty whore into the ground now!" the john hissed.

A second later, he leaned into Vanessa almost dropping his full body weight onto her stretched up ass. His fuckstick instantly parted her smooth pussy lips deeply invading her cunt.

Vanessa groaned out loud when his full, heavy weight dropped onto her tiny, bound figure. Once again, she was helplessly buried under the flesh mountain. She could barely breathe while the john's cock thrust in and out of her cunt.

Over and over, the guy lifted his ass up to drop himself onto Vanessa with full force drilling his cock balls deep into her cunt.

Every time the full weight pressed onto Vanessa she groaned out. Her breath got choppier by the minute.

It was so disgusting feeling the trashy john's wobbly paunch pressing against her tiny figure while she had no chance to move in any direction.

Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief when she finally felt him getting up. She saw walking up to her head expecting him to jack off over her face.

But then he squatted right over her face!

With eyes wide in terror, she saw the wobbly, fat ass inching closer and closer to her face. She tried rattling in her bonds but there was no chance to move an inch. Finally, the ass crack was right over her burying her face for the third time.

Vanessa didn't need another order anymore. Trying to get over with this nightmare as soon as possible, she stuck out her tongue and started eating the john's ass.

At once, the bitter, icky taste registered in her mind but she forced herself to get it over with.

It only took the guy a few seconds before he was ready to blow his load. Hastily getting up, he barely managed to turn around before his cum spurt from his cock. Still, most of his sperm splashed Vanessa's face.

Vanessa kept lying on the ground of her hooker room for several minutes when the trashy john was long gone. She couldn't grasp the humiliation she had just gone through. It had been severe to such an unbelievable extent.

She had felt so helpless and totally at the sleazy guy's mercy. But somehow the hopeless position completely buried under the flesh mountain and the john's dominance had turned her on.

The second occurrence happened later in the night. Vanessa had walked up to a table an unremarkable guy was sitting at.

Bending down in front of him, she had laid down the key-ring on the table and asked the guy

"Sir, would you like to use the Red Rose Fuck Device for your pleasure?"

Vanessa hadn't intended to say these words but after the trashy guy had used her like nothing more than a piece of meat she felt exactly like that -- the Red Rose Fuck Device only existing to get horny guys off.

After listening to the two house-services, the guy stood up and simply pushed Vanessa down on her shoulders until she was on her knees.

Vanessa hadn't been expecting this but she behaved like a good, obedient whore not resisting her john's orders.

The guy simply went on with his business pulling out his already hard cock and opening the chains connecting Vanessa's arms to the collar.

Vanessa was still puzzled by his actions not knowing what he was intending. But the guy didn't care for her reaction.

He simply said one word:

"Open!"

And Vanessa did as ordered opening her mouth wide. The next moment, he took a step forward pushing his hard dick into her mouth while pulling her stretched out arms behind his back.

He simply pulled Vanessa forward on her arms until his cock was balls deep in her throat and his pubic hair tickled her nose.

With his cock in her gullet, he looked backwards and cuffed her wrist chains behind his ass.

Just when she heard the clicking of the cuffs, Vanessa realized what was happening. She was chained to the john, trapped on her knees with his cock deep in her mouth!

Vanessa started panicking pushing her mouth off his cock immediately.

But right then the guy gripped her hair and forcefully held her head not giving Vanessa a chance to pull backwards.

Her gag reflex started setting in with the john's cock in her throat for such a long time. She didn't get any air and her gagging become louder and more violent by the second.

Vanessa was shaking in her bounds with her arms tied behind the guy's ass when she heard him say

"Move your ass, fucking bitch!"

Vanessa panicked when the john started walking backwards. He was dragging her along with his hold on her head, her throat still speared by his thick cock. She still couldn't breathe and her gag reflex was becoming uncontrollable.

Vanessa couldn't see anything except for the guy's pubic hair while he kept on walking backwards dragging her along.

Hr head turned bright red from the severe humiliation. It was such an incredibly degrading sight the guests were offered - the hot redheaded slut with big juicy tits on her knees getting dragged through the club by the john's cock in her throat.

The man must have known exactly how humiliating the scene must have been for the clubwhore as he slowly walked along all tables in wiggly lines making sure that every guest got a good look at the fuckpony chained to his cock.

The exertion of being dragged through the entire club made Vanessa choke and gag even harder causing her to fill the club room with pitiful throat noises.