Victoria wakes up

Victoria was left in the bar overnight, the staff simply didn’t want to bother cleaning her up, so she was simply left in the darkened bar until morning.

Victoria woke slowly to the feeling of someone entering her. At some point during the night, she had been moved to the floor. She was being fucked from behind, becoming more awake with each thrust. The feeling of his cock inside of her elicited soft moans from her cum-stained lips.

The man came inside of her before standing up and leaving her there. She could feel the cum dripping out of her pussy and onto the floor. I’m such a good little whore, Victoria thought sleepily to herself, I’m so good I can make men cum in my sleep.

Victoria placed a hand on the ground and weakly pushed herself up into a sitting position. The bar was still closed it seemed, though she could the early morning sun shining through the windows. Dimly, her eyes drifted over the clock on the wall, 6:24 AM.

It was then that she realized that one of the employees was approaching her. “Hey you,” The young man grunted. “Boss says you gotta go.”

Victoria made a pouty expression, she had been expecting that they’d kick her out, but it didn’t make receiving the message any better.

“Ugh, fine. Can I at least clean myself up in the bathroom first?” Victoria asked.

The employee shook his head. “We’ve already been pretty lenient by letting you stay the night, we still have to clean up the mess you made.”

But Victoria had one last trick up her sleeve. “Aww, please. If you let me use the bathroom, then I’ll let you use me however you want.” Victoria smiled, using her body had always gotten her what she wanted. But her smile faded as she heard him laugh.

“Not interested bitch. Besides I already had my turn with you this morning. Who do you think is the one who woke you up?” He grabbed his crotch through his pants just to emphasize the point. “Now get out of here you slut, you’re not our problem anymore.” He jerked his thumb towards the door.

Victoria was furious, but she maintained her composure. She pushed herself to her feet, realizing in the process that at some point during the previous night she had lost her shoes and marched towards the door.

As she put her hand on the handle, however, she realized she was missing something else. “Wait, where’s my purse?” She asked turning back to the jerk.

He shrugged, “We’re not responsible for missing or stolen property.” Then he pushed open the door and shoved her out, naked and without a way home. She was barefoot, and covered in dried cum and smeared marker writing. She looked at her reflection in the window, she looked like the lowest cumslut she had ever seen, and now she had to walk home.