This is not gonna whore off (whorification)

Jane was doing well in her life. Good job, lots of money to spare, time to travel. everything was good.

One day, she was in a bar in Viet-Nam, enjoying her vacations, when she got a flower from an handsome man enjoying the evening too.

"Thanks for the flower." She said.

"The flower was feeling alone, so I decided to get her some company. I'm John."

"I'm Jane. You seem to be of good company too."

The woman sat at his table and they started to talk.

"... and I told him. If you want so much to spend Christmas with your family, go spend the whole next years with them. And I fired his ass !" Jane told him after two hours.

"Ahahah !! Good one !" He laughed.

"By the way, what's your job ?"

"Head hunter. I think I might have a good opportunity for you by the way."

"Is that true ?" Jane said, very interested.

"Of course, I'm sure we can talk about it at my hotel."

The woman was smart enough to avoid that kind of risky situation. But somehow, this time, she couldn't refuse the opportunity. Maybe it was his charm, or the opportunity he was talking about, or the ****. But she followed John to his hotel room.

"So, that job, is it legal at least ?" Jane finally asked.

"It's a job that'll require a lot of human interaction, and you showed me that you had talent for it. The money depend on your ability to work hard, which mean you'll make quite the sum in no time, I'm sure." He explained.

She was really curious, the compliments went right into her ego and she smiled. John went close to her and started to undress her. Jane knew she should stop him, but let him do anyway, the kisses on her neck gave her shivers and she was slowly getting aroused by his boldness. Once fully naked, he took out some 'clothes' from his luggage and threw it on the bed.

"Try this."

She looked at what seemed to be fishnet stockings and a sexy nightie top, wondering why he asked her to dress up. But she obeyed anyway.

"I look like a whore." She said, once dressed.

"A really sexy whore..."

Jane blushed at the compliment... but why ? It wasn't a compliment... no ?

John came back to her and kissed her, she answered his kiss by playing with his tongue and hers. While making out, she helped him undress. His hand rubbed her crotch and she was feeling so wet... She wanted him so bad, but let him control the rythme. Suddenly, he threw her on the bed and lifted her legs to stick his erected cock in her pussy.

"You should put a condom..." She asked.

"You don't care about that."

"I-I don't ?"

He was right... was he ? Yeah, he was probably right. It should be ok anyway she wasn't in a risky period anyway. And it's way better without latex. John fucked her silently and she enjoyed his hard dick pumping in her wet pussy. Then, he pulled out masturbated for few seconds and drops of cum fell on her face. It was disgusting and smelly, but she didn't say a word as he looked at her satisfied and clearly enjoying the view. Maybe, he liked that, so she'll let him do.

But then, he pressed his still erected cock against her anus and she had to warn him.

"That's... That's not my va... v... pussy !" She said, having somehow difficulties saying vag... vag-something, she couldn't remember.

"You love it in the ass, it gives you the best orgasms, no ?"

"I-I... Yes, how did you know ?"

Jane was flustered that he knew her secret, despite never having had any anal sex, it was her favorite hole to be fucked in. It was also a hole where she had no risk getting pregnant too, it was a win-win.

"It's obvious, you're a true anal whore !" John told her.

His cock then entered with ease in her back door and he started to fuck her ass like a second pussy.

Anal sex was indeed the best, she finally got her orgasm just before he emptied his balls in her ass. Pulling out, leaving her open butt hole close slowly while cum run down between her butt cheeks.

"As expected, you're made for this job." He then told her, picking up his wallet and throwing few bills at her.

Jane took the bills in her hand and got up, his cum still drying on her face.

"Is that true, sir ??" She asked happily.

"Yes, but you can make some nice ajustement to be perfect."

"Oh, what ajustement ?"

"I have a friend who's a tattoo artist, some nice color on your body would be a nice touch. Wanna see him before I present you your new boss ?"

Tattoos ? That was quite permanent. Jane wasn't sure, but if John was telling her it was better for her, she was willing to try.

"Oke."

As the conversation was advancing, her accent changed slowly from American to Vietnamese, and her vocabulary was reducing. She obviously didn't notice that, and after all it wasn't her first langage now, Vietnamese was.

"You can continue your work tonight and come see me tomorrow at this place at 11am." John told her as he gave her a business card.

"Ye, I will be there."

Jane put back on her clothes and left the bedroom. She took several clients for the night, after that, and slept few hours before meeting Mr. Doe.

In the tattoo shop, she got inked for two days and she took on the pain for the job opportunity. It was mostly slutty tattoos, like a tattoo with a woman having sex with a tiger, a 'spank me' on the ass and the name of the brothel she was going to work for on her lower belly, above the word 'hooker'

After that, Mr. Doe brought her to her new work place where she met her new boss. As the head hunter was leaving, Fuk Mi thanked him one last time.

"Thank yu, mista, I happy yu... giva me nnnew... job !"

Mr. Doe patted her head, which made her blush.

"It's good that you found your place, no need to thank me." He told her.

She didn't understand everything of what he said, as her English was getting less and less complete, but he seemed happy, so she was too. Fuk Mi saw him few times after that, bringing other girls for the brothel. She couldn't talk to him much though as her English was down to "Me fuck good" and "Want cheap fuck ?"