Jamel's New Whore Pt. 03

This story is a work of fiction and may disclose various sexual and social subjects such as female/female sex, male/female sex, sexual reluctance, group sex, non-protected Sex, degradation, drugs, alcohol, exhibition, nonconsent, pregnancy, and subrogation. The characters in this story are all of the age of consent, which means adults by law. The author neither condones nor condemns any or all of the acts portrayed herein.

Dawn loved Jamel; she cried herself to sleep. She never thought anyone could be so cruel to another person. She hated that he passed her around like a cheap toy. What was going to happen to her?

Jamel knew Dawn would be malleable. He and his team would mold her into a high-earning first-class call girl. She would still be a whore. Unlike the whores on the corners of many red-light districts, they would work out of an exclusive call-out service or clubhouse. If she fucked up, she would work blowing drunks for twenty bucks each.

For Jamel, it wasn't personal, just business. His stable totaled thirty girls. At least half of them have at least one child that he fathered. His stable features some of the prettiest girls a man could want to fuck. Asian, Caucasian, Hispanic, and black pussy were available to the man who could afford them. He sold his girls like commodities.

Dawn woke up, still wearing the same dress she wore to the poker game. Feeling dirty and sore, she looked around the room for any indication of a bathroom.

An open door was a closet with her clothes in bags on the floor. She got up, moved towards the door next to the closet, and found a bathroom. She entered the bathroom and saw it well stocked with towels and soaps.

She pulled the dress over her head to take a shower. She had dried sperm all over her mound, thighs, pussy, and ass.

She turned on the water and adjusted the temperature to her liking. She stepped into the warm cascade of water, then she proceeded to lather herself up with the lavender-scented body wash.

She drifted off in thought when she realized she was not alone. She felt an arm wrap around her and a hand on her breast. Startled, she quickly spun to face the intruder.

She realized it was Jamel. He had pulled her tightly to his body and proceeded to deep soul kiss her as he massaged a tit.

Jamel kept massaging a tit while he cupped her ass with the other hand. Dawn reached down, gripping his cock shaft and stroking it lovingly. She felt him apply pressure to her shoulders.

She slid to her knees in the shower. Taking Jamel's manhood into her mouth, she started sucking on his cock. Jamel stroked her wet head and encouraged her to keep sucking.

He said, "Yeah, girl, show me some love, suck that black cock." "Play with my black nuts."

Dawn doubled up her efforts to please him orally as she rolled his large nuts in her hand. She thought to herself that he must have gotten over being angry with her and that she would make it up to him.

Jamel picked her up and pushed her against the wall of the shower. He cupped her ass cheeks and lifted her as he plunged his cock into her still sore cunt.

She grunted but wrapped her arms around his neck as she pushed her creamy white tits into his well-built chest. He held her up as he pumped his cock into her ravished cunt. A few minutes later, she felt him fill her quim with his sperm as he grunted.

Leaving her down, he said, "Hurry up, we have things to do."

Dawn left the shower, combed her wet hair, and dried off. She walked into the room. Jamel had laid out some clothes on the bed and told her to put them on. She walked over and saw the clothes he wanted her to wear.

Looking at him, she said, "You can't be serious."

Jamel replied, "Get your ass dressed or I will drag your skanky whore ass out of here and drop you off downtown to fuck and suck."

Dawn felt like she had been stung with a wet towel. He called her a skanky whore. She choked back the tears as she quickly pulled up the mini skirt that did nothing to cover her cunt. She then pulled the small tube top down over her head and shoulders. She adjusted the tube top to cover her nipples, but it did not cover the bottom swell of her tits.

She looked at him and asked, "Why do you want me dressed like this?"

Jamel replied, "One way or the other, bitch, you will fuck or suck." You are my whore. Today, I will show you the two possibilities for the rest of your life as a paid whore. Now move your ass.

He walked out of the room with Dawn in tow, trying to keep the mini skirt from hiking up her legs and exposing more of her naked cunt. He led her out the front door and stopped.

Looking at her, he said, "Look around you."

Dawn looked around. The house was well-kept, and the neighborhood looked nice. Next, he drove her to a seedy side of town where the homes were run down and girls dressed like her were leaning in cars trying to sell their asses.

Then he drove her to a tattoo shop where he had a biker tattoo her mound with his signature tat.

When he was done, Jamel told her to pay the man.

She said, "I don't have any money."

Jamel said, "Pay him with your whore cunt. "You stupid fucking whore."

Dawn laid back and spread her legs.

The biker climbed up between her spread legs.

He started grunting and rutting in her cunt like an animal while Dawn lay there.

Jamel saw that and yelled, "Bitch, you better give him the best fuck of your life." "Move your whore ass and make him blow a nut quickly."

Dawn picked her legs up, wrapping them around his torso and humping back at him as if she was loving it.

"That's it, whore. Fuck his cock. I want to see his jizz oozing out of your white whore cunt."

Dawn kept humping back at him until he dumped his cum into her cunt and rolled off.

Jamel snapped a picture of her distended red raw cum oozing cunt and smiled. Then he said, "Suck his cock; you can't have him soil his jeans with your cunt funk."

Dawn slid down to the floor and sucked the biker's cock. It was dirty and smelly; it smelled like he hadn't bathed in a month. Fearing Jamel's anger, she sucked him to a climax in record time.

As the biker grabbed the back of her head, she heard Jamel tell her not to swallow until he saw the jizz in her mouth.

She turned to Jamel, opening her mouth and showing him the puddle of sperm in her mouth. Jamel snapped another picture.

Dawn felt humiliated but swallowed the cum.

Jamel said, "Let's go, cumbucket whore."

They left, and Jamel took her back to the house. He told her to shower, then he fucked her. He fucked her like a piece of meat. No feelings, just animal lust. When he finished, he said, " Are you my whore?'

Dawn knew the answer and replied, "Yes, I am your whore."

Jamel kissed her on the forehead and said, "Follow these rules:

Do what you're told when you're told. And you will have an easy life.

I will start you here, and you will provide sex to two clients a night.

Seria will book all your clients.

You will never take money from them.

You will please them without fail.

If you fail, you will work a street corner. You will likely get arrested for prostitution. If you ever tell a cop you are one of my whores, you will regret it.

He started grunting and rutting in her cunt like an animal while Dawn lay there.

Jamel saw that and yelled, "Bitch, you better give him the best fuck of your life." "Move your whore ass and make him blow a nut quickly."

Dawn picked her legs up, wrapping them around his torso and humping back at him as if she was loving it.

"That's it, whore. Fuck his cock. I want to see his jizz oozing out of your white whore cunt."

Dawn kept humping back at him until he dumped his cum into her cunt and rolled off.

Jamel snapped a picture of her distended red raw cum oozing cunt and smiled. Then he said, "Suck his cock; you can't have him soil his jeans with your cunt funk."

Dawn slid down to the floor and sucked the biker's cock. It was dirty and smelly; it smelled like he hadn't bathed in a month. Fearing Jamel's anger, she sucked him to a climax in record time.

As the biker grabbed the back of her head, she heard Jamel tell her not to swallow until he saw the jizz in her mouth.

She turned to Jamel, opening her mouth and showing him the puddle of sperm in her mouth. Jamel snapped another picture.

Dawn felt humiliated but swallowed the cum.

Jamel said, "Let's go, cumbucket whore."

They left, and Jamel took her back to the house. He told her to shower, then he fucked her. He fucked her like a piece of meat. No feelings, just animal lust. When he finished, he said, " Are you my whore?'

Dawn knew the answer and replied, "Yes, I am your whore."

Jamel kissed her on the forehead and said, "Follow these rules:

Do what you're told when you're told. And you will have an easy life.

I will start you here, and you will provide sex to two clients a night.

Seria will book all your clients.

You will never take money from them.

You will please them without fail.

If you fail, you will work a street corner. You will likely get arrested for prostitution. If you ever tell a cop you are one of my whores, you will regret it.

Your clothes will be provided for you and selected by Seria. Wear what she tells you.

Jamel left, and Dawn cleaned up, avoiding a shower because of the fresh tattoo. She looked at the tattoo and cried.

The tattoo was on the right side of her mons and clearly stated that she was "Jamel's property."

She eventually slept. She cried for more than two hours, wondering how she ended up like this.

Over the next few days, she was taught the many ways to please a woman and how to treat a man.

She was taught how to dress, walk, and talk. She was escorted by one of the other girls and introduced as a trainee.

Soon, she would serve men and women alone. She reports to the hotel or address she was told to. They dressed her like a proper lady, with expensive garments. She was made up and had pedicures and hair salon styling.

She looked like a million bucks. She was making Jamel a lot of money. Jamel was continuing to fuck her white whore cunt on a regular basis.

Dawn had two nights a week off for R and R. These were the nights she would be with Jamel. One night, as she showered, Jamel went through her phone and social media accounts. While checking out her social media, he spotted a stone fox. A sweet-looking blonde by the name of Julie.

Julie is an eighteen-year-old cousin of Dawn's. Jamel wants to meet this little filly. He questioned her about Julie and suggested that she invite her to town. He sweet-talks Dawn and moves her into his house, letting her believe she and Jamel were going to live together.

Jamel switched out her birth control for placebos. He's constantly taking her places, wining and dining with her all over town. He brings her home at night and rides her three times a night, filling her with his fertile seed. Oftentimes, fucking her until she is too tired to get up and clean out her white whore cunt.

He gives Dawn the freedom to take Julie out to places, and he starts getting friendly with Julie after her first week in the house. Julie is quiet and naive. She admires Jamel because he is handsome and successful.

Of course, with Dawn believing her whoring days are behind her, she isn't telling Julie. One day after telling Dawn to go to the mall for a gift for Julie, he makes his move. He very slowly and carefully plied her with enough liquor to liberate any inhibitions she may have had as they watched a chick flick.

Midway through the flick, Jamel's arm is over her shoulders with his hand brushing her breast. It's a light touch that mostly goes unnoticed. Julie is feeling very relaxed and leans against him as he breathes lightly into her ear. She gets the chills from the thrill of him being so close and giving her so much attention.

She lets her hand slip into his lap. Feeling his large cock under her touch, she gets another small thrill as the goosebumps race up her spine. Jamel leans in and lightly kisses her lips. She opens her mouth, pursing those blush-colored lips in anticipation of yet another kiss.

Jamel, being very accomplished at the art of seduction, takes his time kissing her and parting her lips with his tongue. Soon, Julie is sweating and pawing at his chest as she kisses him back and allows him to remove her blouse as she runs her hand down his leg and pushes it up under his shorts to grasp his cock.

Julie holds his cock as if in a trance and strokes it while thinking how large he is in her small hand. He pushes her back as he unclasps her bra hooks and frees her small grapefruit-sized tits. He lowers his head and captures a nipple between his lips as he works to release her belt and open her shorts.

Julie is passionately and blissfully relaxed as the man her cousin is with applies his alluring charms. He manages to get her naked and he pushes his shorts down, freeing his coal black baby maker. He climbs between her legs and pushes back and forth, rubbing his cock in her cunt crack and getting her hot and wet.

Julie can take no more and grabs his cock, pushing the head down to align it with her cuntal passage, and sighs as he starts to slowly fill her as no man has ever before done. She has never slept with a black man before. The sight of his ebony body on her small, very white frame is so fucking erotic that her cunt is leaking like a soggy earthen dam.

Jamel advances slowly. This bitch is tight. He wants to own her body and soul as he does Dawn. He takes his time and sets a pace that is slowly building urgency in Julie's relatively inexperienced cunt. Soon, the fire rages and she is clinging to him as he plows her cunt in rapid in and out strokes.

Julie is the first to climax, washing his black snake with her copious volume of girl juices. Jamel feels her orgasm and he empties his nuts into her cunt. He fills her completely. His sperm leaked out from around the union of their genitals.

Dawn walked in and caught the final moments of their coupling. She is shocked and hurt. She screamed and ran into the bedroom. Jamel got up and went in to calm her down.

Entering the bedroom, he said, "Calm the fuck down bitch."

He said, "Yes, and she loved it." She will stay and become my next whore while you carry our child. Someone will have to make the money.

Dawn said, "No, not Julie, Jamel." "Please, she's innocent."

Jamel grabbed her face and looked hard at her, then said, "She will be my next whore and you will help me turn her out." If not, I will ship you to Detroit to suck cocks at a truck stop. Do you understand?

Dawn nodded, defeated, and said, "Please be good to her; I'll do as you wish." She will be a good whore. "

Julia, in the meantime, had passed out from the sex and the booze.

Jamel looked at dawn and said, " Help me get my new whore in bed with us."

The words stung Dawn, but she followed him into the living room and helped him bring Julie to their bed. She looked at him and said, "Jamel, sweetheart, this is our bed."

He responded, "This is my bed. I'll share it with you and whoever else I choose as long as I want to and as often as I want to. "

Dawn hung her head, saying, "Yes, Jamel."

Jamel said, "Fucking possessive whores." As he lay with Julie in their bed, he pulled Dawn next to him, taking her clothes off and slamming his meat into her while Julie lay passed out next to them.

Dawn still cringed when he called her a whore. She was only what he wanted her to be. She loved him. Maybe things will be different when she has a child.

The following morning, Julie wakes to find herself naked, with Jamels' cock stuffed in her cunt from behind and Dawn naked on her back as Julie has her arm around her. Jamel is slowly stroking in and out of her hot wet cunt creating slurping noises from the mixture of their sexual secretions.

His large black hand is stroking her cunt slit, rubbing her clit. She feels very full. None of her limited number of sexual partners was nearly as large as this black man. She started pushing back at him. She felt weird, fucking her cousin's man, as she was lying here next to her asleep.

Dawn woke up, rolled to face Julie, and kissed her lightly on the mouth as she caressed one of her pink-capped tits. She kissed Julie again, more aggressively this time, as Julie responded by opening her mouth to Dawn's probing tongue.

Julie grunted as she came, flooding Jamel's big black cock with her juices.

Jamel tapped her on the thigh and said, "Let's get up on all fours, girl," he pulled his cock out of her. She climbed into position as he got between her legs and pushed his black cock back into her fair-skinned white cunt.

Dawn moved her head under Julie and captured a pink-crowned tit in her mouth, reaching down with one hand to rub Julie's clit while rubbing hers with the other hand.

Julie was loving the attention and reached out, pushing Dawn's hand out of the way while she slipped her fingers into her vacant twat. Dawn wiggled her way under Julie and tongued her cunt slit while Jamel rocked his large black cock in and out.

The sight was one of the most erotic sights Dawn had ever seen. His large, very dark, well-lubricated cock plunged in and out of her very light, white-skinned, dripping cunt. Her inner folds of pale pink pussy meat clung to his dark invader as if clinging to life itself.

Julie was looking down at Dawn's shaved cunt with the words, "Jamel's Bitch," tattooed on her mound. Julie was transfixed by the sight. Jamel pushed gently on the back of her head. Julie stuck her tongue out and licked Dawn's cunt after dipping her head into her cousin's cunt and sniffing it.

Dawn raised her knees and spread her legs, giving Julie full access to her twat. Jamel was maintaining a pleasurable pace. Having busted a nut on this bitch once this morning, he wanted to bring her the most pleasure possible.

Julie buried her face in Dawn's splayed twat and ate it like a prime steak. Dawn was flicking Julie's clit with her tongue when she moved to Jamel's nut sack, teabagging his nuts, licking his nut sack as his balls erupted, sending more potent sperm up his shaft to spew out its delivery of baby gravy.

Julie's cunt juices were being pounded out of her while Jamel plunged in and out of her twat. Dawn was getting drizzled on with the mixture of the two.

Julie concentrated on Dawn's clit, sucking it and beating it with her tongue until she arched her back and gushed her girl cream into Julie's sucking mouth.

Jamel pulled out and laid on the bed. The girls untangled themselves and moved around, positioning themselves on either side of Jamel.

He placed a hand on each of their heads, pushing gently. Dawn knew what he wanted, and Julie also had enough experience from her few other sexual encounters to know that this meant he wanted her to suck his cock.

Both girls held a portion of his long black cock as they took turns sucking the head of his prick into their mouths.

Jamel said, "Damn you bitches know how to work a cock."

Neither girl was bothered by the words he used, as these days, almost all the young guys called females, "Bitches and Hoes."

Ten minutes of taking turns sucking his black meat and they were rewarded with a fresh batch of baby gravy. Julie captured all of his salty-sweet spunk and grabbed Dawn, kissing her while sharing her mouthful of cum with her cousin.

Jamel looked down at them and said, "Damn, you fucking hoes know how to suck some cock."

Julie giggled. Dawn nuzzled up to Jamel, knowing full well that her innocent cousin was about to become another white whore in Jamel's inventory. Yes, inventory. Jamels' women were nothing more than inventory, to be bartered, traded, or sold for his pleasure and profit.

Later, after a nap, the girls woke up, finding themselves alone, and talked. Julie commented on Dawn's shaved sex and the tattoo on her nude mound. Dawn explained the tattoo by professing her love for Jamel.