Lots of fucking, more than Claudia could have expected.

Claudia stared into the camera, then the next camera, and the next. She knew she had nowhere to hide as her cousin Marcos fucked her on film, recording her from like seven angles.

She had seen his edited work, he could put a duck together like a porn studio, making himself look more impressive than he was. A skill in editing she knew he would make use of with her.

Marcos changed positions often, and it was clinical, he worried about camera angles and lighting, and was constantly adjusting the cameras. But he did keep fucking her, and Claudia wasn’t into it, being **** and it being her cousin, she just couldn’t.

So Marcos made use of lubricant with her, “don’t worry Claudia, you will be orgasming when I fuck you soon, you can’t just turn the whore switch on and off…” He said this as he drizzled lube on his cock, and Claudia knew he wasn’t right, she wasn’t ever going to get off with him fucking her.

As her cousin said this, Claudia was on all fours getting pounded doggy style, she heard the slapping sound as their bodies made contact, she just wanted it to end.

But that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

Later that night Jenn got to work, and Steve was in a sour mood, he never liked his dancers missing work. He nodded for her to come up to his office before she even made it to makeup, Jenn was thankful she was early. This usually meant only one thing, and she wasn’t wrong.

“Where is your girl?” Steve asked angrily, obviously angry. Angry sex with a man of his size wasn’t good sex for Jenn. Steve stripped Jennifer roughly and laid her on his big sofa, pushing is cock into her without any foreplay.

“Where the fuck…is Claudia?” He asked between thrusts, “you fucking brought her here, she is your responsibility. If she misses again you both pay the price…”

Surprisingly this was a short fuck for what Steve normally was able to pull off, with him pulling out and slowly jerking it into Jenn’s mouth when he got close.

When he was done, and Jenn had swallowed, Steve stood and got dressed, “I can’t stick around tonight, I have some business,” he said gruffly. This was strange, the club was Steve’s life, he didn’t miss often. “Jake is in charge, try and keep the girls in line and I will keep Jake in line, you are my woman, not his…”

Jenn was still wearing her wedding ring, as she hadn’t made it to the dressing room yet, “well I am not really your woman Steve, I am married after all.” She said this as a joke, but Steve didn’t like it.

He took her left hand and turned it at the wrist and holding it back behind her head, causing some serious pain, “fuck that ring, and fuck your worthless husband!” He said angrily, leaning down close to her face.

“You were mine before you married that fucking cuck, and you will be mine long after you are bored of him!” Steve shouted, putting an exclamation mark on what he said by spitting in her face. “I have to go, tomorrow you and Claudia be here, very early…”

This had frightened Jenn, Steve wasn’t ever physical with her in this way, she hurried out of his office, sure he just had something on his mind. It was just a bad day for him.

Jenn worked a normal shift that night after Steve left, sucking cock and fucking customers for cash, making a normal living. She did this while also blowing the DJ and the bartender, just normal maintenance for her job.

Then Jake called her to his office, the assistant manager, a guy younger than she was who just happened to know Steve. And Jake knew what was expected of Jenn, and so did she. She wasted no time, and knelt between his legs and sucked his cock.

No discussion, no hesitation, she had a living to make, and she couldn’t do it on her knees in the manager’s office. Thankfully in his youth, Jake was not a man of stamina, and came within five minutes.

Jennifer had been with many lovers, Jake had not, and Jennifer was probably the high point of his sex life to date.

Jenn looked Jake in the eyes and smiled as she swallowed his cum, blowing him a sweet kiss and then hurrying on her way. She didn’t have long left, and one of her regulars was in the house who paid very well for a night in a hotel.

But Jenn was disappointed to see that the man was gone, having left with another stripper while she was blowing Jake. Fuck.

Disappointed at the end of the shift she texted Claudia again, checking in on her, and Claudia hadn’t answered.

She was still busy.

Marcos had been a man of his word. They took breaks to eat, but he had taken some viagra and had an erection most of the night, and had it inside of his cousin most of the night. Claudia hadn’t had her phone out, figuring Marcos would also want her recording them on her phone as well.

Marcos had taken breaks to clean Claudia up for some nude modeling, then while the house was empty, he fucked her in his parents bed, in the shower, and with her bent over the toilet doggy style, with her head inside the bowl.

Then he made Claudia kneel and he pissed on her, focusing on her face before he left her to shower. “You have twenty minutes Claudia, clean up and get back to my room, we have a little more time before we call it a night.”

Claudia felt ashamed, and felt no hope. How could she recover from this and have a relationship with John? Was there any way out of this mess with her cousin?

She knew he was recording everything, she knew he would end up putting it online anyway, just hopefully blurring her face. Claudia knew Marcos never intended to be done, using her to get to Jenn, then to other strippers. And he would record all of that as well.

She just didn’t know what to do.

When they finally finished for the night, Claudia was sore, she had endured a marathon of unwanted sex, and had another day of it coming tomorrow.

She looked at her phone, wanting to see a picture of John, but saw all the texts and two missed calls from Jenn.

“You ok babe? Steve is on the warpath. Call me when you can xoxo” Jenn had sent her.

Claudia took a deep breath and texted Jennifer, “can’t talk right now, will call tomorrow. Thanks for covering for me.”

She hoped that was enough, at least for now it had to be. And she hoped she could get Marcos to let her get to work the next night, she might legit be fired for missing three nights in a row. The worry of Claudia losing the job that might get him access to fucking more strippers might be enough to sway Marcos, she could only hope.