At the handsome man

The office was dimly lit by candles, their flickering light dancing across the face of the pimp, revealing a sharp jawline and piercing eyes that gleamed with a sinister excitement. He stepped closer to Harry, his hand moving up to caress Harry's cheek, his thumb grazing the soft skin just under the eye. "You're going to be a hit here, my dear," he purred, his breath hot on Harry's neck. "A fresh face, a fresh body... and no pesky penis to get in the way of the fun. Unless that is what you want me to give you. Some of our clients love dick girls."

Harry's eyes widened with horror as the man's intentions became clear. He tried to pull away, but the pimp was stronger, his hand sliding down to grasp Harry's firm, round breast, giving it a squeeze that sent shockwaves through Harry's body.

Harry gasped, his nipple hardening under the cruel touch, and he felt a twinge of arousal that disgusted him. The pimp noticed Harry's reaction and chuckled, his eyes sparkling with malice. "Oh, don't worry," he said, his voice a low rumble. "You'll learn to enjoy it here. After all, it's not every day a young lady gets to experience the finest pleasures money can buy."

With that, the pimp shoved Harry into a chair and began to undo Harry clothes, revealing the full, luscious breasts that Harry had to admit were rather appealing, despite the situation. Harry's breath hitched as the man's eyes devoured the sight, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips in anticipation.

"Now, let's see what other treasures you have to offer," he murmured, his hand sliding down Harry's stomach to the waistband of his skirt.

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