Humiliating

Her last client out, Vanessa went to the bathroom and cleaned her face and ass. She felt incredibly dirty and sick, but she put back her make up on before the next client.

After he knocked at the door, she welcomed him like the other, hopping it'll go better.

"Hi, handsome ! Nice to meet you ! Enter, please !"

This time it was a chubby guy in his thirties, mostly bald. He entered and looked around. The feeling that he was another ex employee hit Vanessa almost immediately.

"You're one of my ex employee isn't it ?"

The man looked at her. He didn't seem to be as aggressive as the previous one, which reassured her.

"Mike, from accounting. I got a mail that you were here."

"How can I please you, Mike ?" She said lowering her eyes.

"Uh, I want a boobjob first..."

"Ok, sit on the bed, I'll do my best for you. Don't forget to put the money on the night stand."

"Oh, yeah !"

The man took his wallet and put the money on the furniture, he then sat on the side of the bed while Vanessa took off her top. It was almost hurting her to be nice like this to a man that was paying her to put his dick between her tits. But she did it nonetheless, because the consequences were too dire for her to be a bitch. She then went on her knees and took lubricant in the drawer of the night stand and use it to help the cock slide better between her tits. She then pressed her tits together, squeezing the dick between them and moved up and down. The tip was showing up regularly in the crack of her breasts as she moved.

"Oooh, fuck, I've been dreaming about this for so long ! But it's even better ! Here, take 5$, I want a facial !"

A facial ? That asshole want to defile her to that point ? She had to calm down, she couldn't let herself got controlled by her emotions. She could feel that he was about to come, so she stopped her work with her tits and used her hand, preparing herself to take his spunk on her face. Which happened short after, long shots of sperm got thrown on her forehead, cheeks, nose and mouth. It was smelly and sticky, so disgusting, and yet it wasn't over. The man put a one hundred on the table.

"I want to fuck you with my cum still on your face..." He said.

Vanessa clenched her teeth, the previous client was aggressive, borderline violent. But this one was humiliating her far beyond that. She stood up and pulled down her mini-skirt.

"Oooh, nice tats ! You should get the prices for the other holes tattooed on you too !" He said.

Vanessa couldn't get control of herself and let slip a "fuck you..."

The man got angry immediately and grabbed her throat. pushing her on the bed he laid on her, still his hand on her neck.

"What was that ? I'm not sure to have heard correctly." He said between his clenched teeth.

"I'm sorry ! I'm sorry !" Vanessa shouted.

He pushed his dick in her pussy and started to fuck her right away.

"Sorry for what ? Sorry for being a jerk to a client ? For stealing my savings ? For being a bitch in general ?"

"I'm sorry, for all of it ! I'm really sorry !"

Vanessa's tears run down again, meddling with the drying cum on her face. It was terribly humiliating and scary, if he made a complaint, they would take away her pills.

"So, what are you ?"

"I'm a slut ! I'm a whore ! A dirty whore... ! Please... forgive mme !"

Beyond that humiliating situation, Vanessa started to feel pleasure. He was fucking her well, and being treated like trash was making it all even better. She surprised herself by humiliating herself even more to grasp that feeling.

"Please fuck... this whore... like... gnnh... she deserve ! I'm trash... a filthy traaansh... !"

The man fucked her even harder and with the feeling of the cum drying on her face, the insults, and the whole humiliating situation, Vanessa came... hard... Which made him cum too.

"Fuck... I was about to make a complain... but you made me discover a phantasm I didn't even knew I had. So I'll let it pass this time..." He said.

"Thank... you..." She answered.

He then put his pants back and as he was leaving, he said.

"By the way, I'm the one who snitched on you."

Vanessa didn't even processed his words, she was catching her breath, her make up had to be re-done, again.