The cheap whore

New Rule: Sarah dresses and acts like a cheap whore. Her body and mind reflects someone whose spent time working the streets for the least amount of money possible.

I write the rule in the rulebook and look at Sarah to see how the rule effects her. The new Sarah wore much more revealing clothes. She now had on a short skirt that was barely longer than a belt. Which showed of her g string. Her top was now just a short halter top.

As I looked at her I start to notice physical changes. Working the streets started to do a toll to her body. Her midriff gains noticable flab, her tits expand slightly but also sagg as they loose firmness. Her ass still in that minnie skirt expands some more but looses definition and gains cellulite. Lastly her face changed to with heavier eye and lip make up. Also, her face seemed to age a bit and gain a subtle amount of exhaustion.

"Alright guys if you want a piece of this ass its going to charge you" she playfully slaps her ass. "Its $5 for a blowie and $10 for a good fucking" she lools around the people in the coffee shop. Most of the customers avoided her gaze but a few made side glances at her.

Watching the new used up Sarah try to ply her trade through the coffee shop was getting me aroused again.

"Hey bitch, come here" I call pulling out a $10. On seeing the money her eyes light up and she saunters over making sure her ass swayed as she walked over.

"Well hello honey. Looks like this is your lucky day" she plops down on your lap grinding her ass into your crotch.

Reaching down you unzip and release your cock which points straight up and rubs against her pussy.

"Fuck daddy, you're really ready for this pussy" she pushes her g string to the side and with just the tip touching her pussy she sits down on your hard cock with a moan.

She starts gyrating her hips, milking your cock expertly. Even in just a few momemts she had gained exponetial sexual skill.

"Fuck I'm cumming" you gasp as you fell your dick pulsate into her pussy. She slides off your dick once she knows for sure you've dumped your whole load into her, then she pulls the $10 bill out of your hand and stuffing it into her bra.

You watch her leave and talk to other men at the coffee shop. You sit in post nut glory basking in the pleasure. You reach for the rulebook but you can't find it anywhere. Looking around you notice someone holding it.