[Sally Act 2] A new life

A cheap, simple tempo music blared across the dimmly lit room.

It was neigh impossible to hear or see anything in such environment, but there were loud cheers toaring across the crowd of people.

Specifically, those surrounding the only stage getting spotlight where a single woman was taking place.

"And that was Ember Lace, people! Our newest and best girl! A round of applause for that slutty MILF ass!"

The crowd roared, cheering and whooping and throwing money on the stage as the stripper took her final pose.

She squatted on her ankles with her legs spread wide, showing off her bare pussy with no sense of remorse.

"Thank you! Thank you, everyone! I'm here on every night, 5 to 11!"

Sally Jackson said with a bright smile, waving her massive audience adieu with her ass one last time before stepping off stage.

The MILF walked down the stage, wiping the sweat off her forehead and draining the water bottle a staff handed her.

While she walked down the hallway, Sally flashed a bright smile to everyone she passed.

Most of them, whether they be men or women, were too fixated on her bouncing tits or jiggling ass to properly answer.

Sally stopped in front of the door at the very end of the hallway.

The sign on the door read:

〚Lyndon Garrett, Club Manager〛

She knocked on the door three times to no reply.

With a small shrug, Sally said, "It's Ember Lace! I'm comming in," and pushed the office door.

As soon as she entered the office, the first thing she saw was someone bent over the desk, getting roughly fucked from behind.

"Ohh~! Oooh! Yes! Fuck me harder!!"

The woman moaned loudly, rolling her hips in sync to the thrusts coming from her back.

Sally watched in silence, transfixed by the lewd act taking place right in front of her eyes.

It was a few minutes later when Lyndon noticed he had a visitor.

"Well, if it isn't my best selling merchandise! Is your shift over already?"

Sally snapped up her eyes to her boss.

"Huh? Oh, oh! Yes.

I'm finishing early today because Ma—erm, Lucious is coming home early as well."

Lyndon nodded, still keeping a steady pace on his hips.

"Don't keep Luc waiting, then. He hates that."

"Yeah...but I need to..."

Sally parted her legs a little and indicated taking a picture with her hands.

"Oh! Right, I completely forgot about that."

Lyndon slammed down on the woman and pulled out.

Once she was freed, the woman slid down the desk and plapped on the floor with a dazed expression.

"Who is she?"

Sally asked as Lyndon dragged a chair in front of her.

Lyndon shrugged.

"Oh, she is a new applicant here. Named...Lisa Tanaka or something? She wants to star as a pair with her sister."

In truth, Lisa Tanaka was also an AGS patient that had fallen victim to Lucious, just like Sally was.

Lyndon, of course, held off such information from his buisness partner's personal slut.

He was lucky enough that Lucious agreed to allow Sally to perform in his club, and there were some strict guidelines as well.

The manager took Sally's phone and opened the Camera App.

"Alright then, spread that legs wide for me, girl!"

Sally did as instructed, spreading her crotch wide open so that her wet, yet clean holes were visible.

Lyndon took several pictures from different angles.

He sent the best one to Lucious(Saved as One True Master♡) and transferred the rest to his phone for later use.

This supposedly lewd picture was actually one of the conditions Lucious had demanded once Sally began working in his strip club.

"I won't have some fliths putting cock in my whore and ruining it for me...until I get bored of it."

So Lyndon was obligated to take a picture to prove that Sally's holes were untouched and kept clean right after her shift was over.

Once her business was over, Sally gathered herself and got up.

"See you next monday, Manager. Have a great weekend!"

"You too, Ember!"

Sally gave her employer a wink before leaving the office.

The last thing she heard was him roughly pounding on the half-Asian woman once again.

Sally took a deep breath from right behind the employer's exit of Lyndon's strip club: 【Strip Goddess】

For whatever reason, Sally felt an odd feeling whenever she read the name.

Somehow, the word 'Goddess' felt...more involved with her life than a vague imaginary figure.

'No, stop thinking silly, Jackson.'

Sally shook her head.

She had grown up on the streets her whole life, selling her body out to anyone like a filthy whore she was, until her master Lucious was kind enough to take her in his house.

Even if immortal deities such as goddesses were real, there was no way she would be related to any one of them.

Pushing that uneasy familiarity asise, Sally stepped out the exit and hurridly walked down the dark ally.

Sally's cheeks flushed red from embarrassment as she briskly walked down the street in the shortest clothings possible.

Her skirt was so short, it couldn't even hide her underwear properly.

Her ass swayed side from side with each step, drawing gazes from any passerby until they ran into something else.

The shirt wasn't any better.

Her top was just barely covering her nipples, and with no bra underneath, a lucky pedestrian might catch a glimpse of her hardened nipples over the shirt.

Sally knew she was supposed to be greatful for even being allowed clothings.

Since she was taken in by Lucious, she was technically not a human anymore. As such, she couldn't own anything under her name.

So, it was only logical that Sally should walk around naked anywhere and everywhere she went.

However, her most kindful Master worried that parading the streets naked would provoke more troubles than it was worth.

So he had handed her a few sets of clothings to wear when she got outside alone.

Unfortunately, none of them were covering enough, meaning that Sally had **** but to withstand all of the lustful gazes from passersby.

It was another half an hour before Sallt reached her destination.

She couldn't count how many times a stranger has groped her body on the subway, but she was proud that she hadn't been pushed further unlike last time.

Nearing midnight, Sally was tired and hungry, but she was still far from finishing her day.

Sally took the elevator up to floor 3 of the apartment and unlocked Room 303.

As soon as she stepped in the front porch, the wave of relief made her sigh.

Wirh her eyes closed in a blissful happiness, Sally took off her heals, dragged down her mini skirt and underwear, and removed her top.

Standing completely naked, Sally rummaged around the shoe closet until she found what she was looking for.

Sally knelt on the floor and clasped the collar around her neck with a sheepish smile.

She knew it wasn't anything special to put on a collar around an owned bitch like her, but the pet MILF couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness pass through her body.

She wasn't a useless, nameless street whore.

She had a place in this house.

She was needed. She had value.

And not only by anyone, but her one and true master in the whole world, Lucious Hendricks.

However, no matter how elevated Sally felt, she couldn't stay basking in the feeling forever. She had several tasks to finish before her master arrived.

Before she stepped into the house, Sally pulled out a dildo from the shoe closet and set on the floor.

"Mmmfph..."

Sally closed her eyes and moaned softly as she slowly sat on the dildo, letting the toy spread her pussywalls wide.

After adjusting her position, she took a deep breath, and began to ride the dildo as fast as possible.

"I'm a bitch, I'm a slut, I'm a whore."

"I'm a bitch, I'm a slut, I'm a whore!"

"I'M A BITCH, I'M A SLUT, I'M A WHORE!!!"

Sally quickly chanted self degrading sentences while ramming her hips up and down the pussy.

With the final verse, the MILF felt herself climaxing, but held off at the last second.

Squirting on the floor now would only mean more work for her, and she really couldn't afford creating extra tasks for her at the moment.

With no more wasted time, Sally went straight to the first task.

"Mmm...I'll wash you up good, boys..."

Sally murmured, pressing her body up to the window.

White foam bubbled between her cleavage while the massive pair of tanned tits dragged over the slippery surface.

Being on the 3rd floor meant that Sally wasn't too far up from the ground level.

A lucky man might see this busty MILF cleaning the windows with a her massive milk jugs as if she was some sick exhibitionist.

Although, it would be a stretch to say that it was a complete lie.

"Mmm...master, your slut is showing off her tits to the outside world..."

Sally moaned, rubbing her pussy with one hand while using the other to support her body against the window.

"Your slutty bitch needs to be...mmm...punished..."

Luckily, Sally finished wiping the dirty window clean without any issues.

The next choir, however, wouldn't be so lenient towards her.

"Hnng! Why is this so heavy..."

Sally grunted as she hauled several trash bags to the dumpster at the back ally.

She prayed that noone would walk past while she was taking out the trash.

It was a steel rule that she had her pussy exposed while doing choirs around the house, so she had **** but to walk outside with nothing over her legs.

With some more grunts, Sally managed to throw the last one into the dumpster and close the lid.

She was about to turn back, eager to return to the house when a huge hand slapped her over the butt.

"Ah!"

As Sally whipped around, the attacker pounced on her.

He pinned down Sally over the closed dumpster and climbed on her, all the while breathing creepily.

"Mmm...! N-mmmph!"

Sally tried to push away the assaulter, but he was surprisingly strong.

The man pinned Sally's arms to either side and pressed his thick lips on her face, peppering it with sloppy, gross kisses.

The putrid breath of the man **** Sally to gag and retch.

Thankfully, the man thought Sally was about to puke and hurridly pulled back away, although maintaing his grips on her arms.

"Y-y-you, stop resisting...or, or else! I'm going to fuck you!"

The man stammered a threat.

Sally, however, was hardly intimated.

The bulge from the man's pants told her what the man wanted from her, And unfortunately, there seemed to be no other way to get out of this situation.

"Or, here's a deal; I'll suck your cock first, and if you are up to it, I'll let you fuck me, yes?"

The man paused, surprised that this perverted MILF was bold enough to make suggestions at him when he was clearly **** her.

Still, getting a blowjob and sex sounded better than just sex, so the man nodded.

"A-alright. But no take backs!"

"Of course not."

Sally knelt to the floor as the man carefully let her go.

He kept himself close to her in case the MILF tried to run away, but Sally calmly pulled down the man's pants.

The man's cock was covered with smegma and smelled like a month's old underwear.

Still, a deal was a deal, so Sally took the cock in her mouth.

"...mmm..."

Sally hummed, barely entertained by the mediocre cock she was **** into sucking.

"Oohhh! Ho, hoooh!"

On the other hand, the man let out a string of obscenely expressive moans and twtiched in the spot, overwhelmed by Sally's top-notch blowjob skills.

'Just fucking cum already, you disgusting piece of...'

More irritated than ever, Sally bobbed her head back and forth at a quick tempo.

The man moaned some more, then threw his head back as he came.

Blrrrccxk!

"Hnnrrrk!"

Sally scowled from the depths of her throat.

The disgusting taste of another man's semen, mixed with smegma and some leftover piss almost made her actually throw up.

At least she wasn't obligated to swallow this one.

Sally waited until the man was done ejaculating his disgusting semen, let him slump to the ground and dropped them all over his limp dick.

With a final spit on the man's face, Sally returned to the apartment while wiping her mouth with the sleeve of the hoodie.

Now she had to wash her mouth before the final chore...

"And that's done!"

Sally wiped the sweat off her forehead with a proud smile.

Compared to the other two tasks, cooking in mothing but apron may seem less lecherous, but there was no less heart poured into the job.

Sally set the table full of varuous delicious meals, but then frowned.

Why were so many of them...blue?

"Uh...hng..."

Sally placed a hand on her forehead as it suddenly throbbed painfully.

'Here's Sally Jackson special! Blue chocolate chip cookies, just for ■■■■■!'

'Yay!'

"I...wha...?"

Sally stared at the kitchen table.

That memory that just flashed in her mind...

...with a boy...he liked blue foods because...there was a...

Click!

"Oh!"

The door getting unlocked ripped Sally away from her termoil.

With a wide, excited grin, the MILF hurried to the front porch and got into position to greet her master.

"Welcome home, Master!"