Jennifer the whore

Brandon had suggested that we go home first, well, suggested is probably the wrong word. Anyway, we were back in our flat. Jennifer was allowed to take a shower first, she was now kneeling in front of us naked and with wet hair.

"So about my idea" Dustin started to tell us his idea.

"Jennifer will be our little slut, of course she will mainly take care of me and my friends, and we will do this, the house is big enough so that shouldn't be a problem, however you should set up some themed rooms for that. You can look after them when I'm not here and if I'm having a good day, I'll even bring some of the others with me, so you can have a bit of variety too."

With that he walked up and down in front of us and then stood in front of Marcus, bent down and whispered something in his ear. Marcus got a big grin and then looked over at Jennifer and me, it was almost a scary smile.

"I think that's a good idea, and since Jennifer has no say in it anyway. But as long as we're alone with her, we can do whatever we want with her?"

Brandon nods sardonically and then looked over at me.

"Well, I guess that was what you had in mind, wasn't it? Well, at least in a slightly different constellation."

He laughed as I looked at him in horror, he was kind of right, but I wouldn't have gone that far. Or maybe I would. I didn't know.

The other two ignored the conversation, and I didn't know if Brandon had seen to that, but suspected he had. I couldn't remember what happened after that.

A few months and many orgies later, Jennifer was a willing little whore who let anyone who came into the house or lived in it have it. Brandon had kept his word, and so had both of us guys with other women.

I didn't know why Brandon was doing this, and couldn't really remember how it had started. But I had also started working in the meantime and both Marcus and I gave our money to Brandon and were grateful that he took such good care of us