They me and train me

Mike smiled, an evil, gold toothed smile, and said... "Let's turn little miss white bitch here into a money making machine."

"What do you mean?" I asked naively.

"What he means" said the bartender, "is the oldest profession in the world. You're gonna be a prostitute!"

"NO!" I screamed. "I won't do it, and you can't make me!"

The bartender left, then came back with a small black box. "We can make you do anything we want you to do. You two, holder her down and stretch out her arm."

I was **** onto the floor, my arm stretched out. The bartender took out a rubber tie, and tied off my arm. Then he took out a vial and a needle. He filled the needle. "This is pure heroine" he said as he injected it into my arm. "You'll be doing whatever we want you to in a couple of days." He released the rubber tie on my arm. At first I didn't feel anything different. Then it hit me, an indescribable feeling of euphoria.

"Time to get this bitch upstairs, and start her training" I heard the bartender say from somewhere that seemed far away. They helped me up. I felt like I was lighter than air, and I even thought at one point maybe I could fly. The sensations were that incredible. The bartender led the way up the stairs as the other two men made sure I wasn't going to run away. I felt like I was either floating or bouncing up the steps. I couldn't be sure which. I tried to concentrate on the feeling, but every time I thought I knew, it would change on me.

Mike ripped my clothes off as I stood there laughing. I was completely naked, but i didn't care. Then the training started. I was **** onto my knees, and made to suck all three of their cocks at the same time. If I didn't swallow it all or some spilled down my chin, I was spanked with Mike's belt. Every time I did something they thought was wrong, I was spanked. I was ass fucked and tit fucked, and I did a three way fuck. I was taught various sexual positions, and how to drink pee. They fed me beer, and taught me how to do a golden shower. And when the heroine started to wear off, I was injected with more, only at a diluted strength.

When they were sure they had me trained, they put me to bed and locked me in the room. I woke up later, jonesing for the high my body now craved. I tried the door, only to find it was locked. I pounded and yelled for someone to let me out. Then I heard footsteps and keys rattling. Finally the door opened, and there stood Mike, grinning at me. "We ready to do business?" he asked me.

I was shaking with a need to get high. "I need a fix. Please give me a fix."

"Oh you'll get your fix. First you gotta go out there and earn it."

"I can't go there naked!" I said.

"You dumb bitch, go look in the closet. We got you some new hookin' threads. Now go try some on."

I opened the closet, and there hung a bunch of short skirts and revealing tops, and lace underwear sets. I decided to wear a pink lace bra and thong set with a pleated pink skirt and shear pink top. Black heels completed the outfit. Then I found makeup on the dresser, so I made up my face. I decided to wear my red hair in twin ponytails to give myself a schoolgirl look.

When I was ready, Mike whistled. "You are gonna be one of the hottest white babes out there! Now let's go over what you'll be charging your customers."

After I got the prices down for what I would be charging clients for various activities, I was given a shot and sent out to stand on the corner and sell my ass. I wanted to cry over what I'd allowed to happen to me. But the heroine kept me in check. I was an addict, and I would do anything for the next high.