Everything to lose ()

Jane was not in a good position. To help with her mother's bill, she had made big debts that she hoped to refund with time. But things didn't go as well as she thought, getting her behind payments. The problem, was that no bank would have lent her money, so she took a loan with a loan shark. And now his men cornered her in the street.

"The boss want to see you." They told her.

"I-I can't, I have to go to my courses." She answered, panicked.

"It's not a question." One of the men insisted, grabbing her by the arm.

Taken into a car, Jane got brought to an old warehouse reconverted in offices. That's were she met Mr. Doe, the man she got a loan from. He was doing paperwork behind his office. A strong man with gray hairs and beard. He looked at her, with an angry look.

"You're late in your payments..." He simply told her.

"I'll pay soon, I miscalculate my revenues." Jane tried to explain.

"You're already three weeks late, at that pace, you won't even be able to keep up with the interests."

"I-I'll find a better job, I'll find a solution, I swear !"

She was starting to panic as the man was pressuring her with just his gaze. Her mouth was getting dry and blood was leaving her face.

"No need to look for something else, I have a solution for you. A way to repay me without much trouble." Mr. Doe explained.

He took a picture and gave it to Jane. It was a man, in his thirties, not bad looking at all.

"What do you think, to spend a night with him, and I forget about the payment." The man told her.

The blond girl thought about it for a moment. It was prostitution. But he was quite handsome and wouldn't mind spending a night with him for free. So, it was just a question of principle.

"Ok... I'll do it."

Jane went to the address she was given. But to her surprise, a man in his fifties opened. He had some ressemblance with the one she was supposed to meet.

"Ah, you're right in time, come in !" He said.

"I... I'm sorry, but I was supposed to meet... uh... a younger person..." She told him, destabilized.

"No, it's me, Vincent Halle."

It was indeed the name she was given. And it's when it hit her. It was an old picture. Mr. Doe tricked her.

"I-I can't... sorry..."

"What do you mean, you can't ? Do you want me to call Mr. Doe ?"

Jane realized she was fucked, she said yes, and he made all the preparation for her to be here, there was no going back, now...

Convincing herself that he still looked good despite his prime far behind, she finally came in.

The next day Jane was meeting Doe. She wanted to forget about the night before and was thinking that at least she was done with her debt.

"I did it. Despite that you tricked me into thinking Mr. Halle was way younger. Are my debts gone ?"

"Gone ??" The man repeated, surprised. "I said I would forget about this month payment, not the whole debt !"

"You... ! What ?? No !!" She protested.

"But if you want to quickly get off the debt I have other clients that would surely pay nicely for you."

"No way ! I'm not doing that anymore !"

"I'm sure you wouldn't like your family and friends to see this."

Mr. Doe threw stolen pictures of her getting fucked by Mr. Halle, and Jane realized she was in deeper trouble than she thought. Completely cornered, she had **** than continue working for the man.

But he didn't just pimped her, he "gave her more interesting features." It started with a piercing in the nose and nipple piercing, but then it became tattoos, dirty tattoos...

"Please... Mr. Doe, it's too visible, someone will see it..." She pleaded.

"Don't be so prudish and do it already, the client paid well for it. You're close to completely repay your debts."

She already had "Fuck my big cunt" above her crotch, a 'joke' from one of her clients, "Give me white babies" inside her thighs that were forbidding her to wear mini skirt. And "Spank me hard" on her right butt cheeks that also forbid her to wear swimsuit in public. But now, the plan was to give her "Cum here" between her tits. With that, she could say good bye to any low neckline. But did she really had any choice ?

It had been seven month and she even had heart tattoos under her eyes. She couldn't hide those, but at least they weren't too slutty. Jane was having clients five times a week and she had a hard time to attend college classes in the morning. Even worst, she started to get used to it and had a good relationship with few of her clients.

"Miss Aiko, I think your presence in our school is no longer wanted." The dean explained to Jane.

He brought her in his office, it had been almost a year since she started whoring herself for Mr. Doe. Her debt was cleared, but she continued to get some money on the side, at least that was what she was telling herself. Both her nostril were pierced, another ring was going through her lower lips and "Slut" was tattooed above her left eyebrow. She couldn't hide much, now and she stopped to care. It had been month since she avoided her mom.

"Please, sir, I need to continue. I want my degree !" She pleaded.

"Your scores are not saying the same thing, and even if you managed to get it, no one would hire you with theses tattoos and piercing."

"And if I convince you, to keep me ?"

Jane openned her top, revealing her tits with heart tattoos around the areola and the "cum here" between the two mounts.

"Please, miss ! Have some decency and leave, now !"

"Oh come on ! Old shit, take some good time and give me a second change !"

"Out !!"

"Whatever ! Asshole !!"

Jane left, closing her top. She was so angry, it was such bullshit...

Month after that, she was a full time whore. Tattooed all over her body with slutty tattoos, taking a dick in any hole for money. She needed to pay the rent and the bills, and no one would hire her with her look. So, she had **** but to continue.

"Come on, fuck my ass already ? I don't have all day. I have at least three other guys waiting after you !!"

"Shut up stupid whore, I'm reading that bullshit on your back. You're really the biggest tramp I've seen in my life ! I'll enjoy destroying your ass !"

"You're too late for that, I've taken far bigger."

"Fucking hell, bitch, you don't spare your clients feelings !"

"I don't care about your feelings, you pay me to fuck my ass !"