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"Sex," Mary whispered.

The middle-aged fanboy smiled and squeezed her ass. "I'm sorry I didn't hear you. Could you speak up?"

Mary looked up in his eyes trying to hold back the tears from her own. "I said give me $125, and I'll fuck you."

"Ok, let's head around back then," the man replied giddily.

"I'm not going anywhere until I see the money," Mary spat out with disgust.

The troll-like man let go of Mary's backside and reached into his back pocket and pulled out a DBZ wallet. He opened it up showing several one hundred dollar bills. Mary leaned forward and reached out her hand. The man snapped the wallet shut and pulled it away from her. "Not so fast. First, you have to satisfy me. Perhaps if you're good enough, I might employ you for more services."

As Mary turned to walk out the door a sense of dread filled her. _One mistake is snowballing to another_. I need that Plan B. I can not afford to get pregnant. Why couldn't Akoni have paid more? Now I'm **** to do whatever this troll wants. Well not exactly I could have done less, but this way I don't have to spend any of the money I earned earlier. I'm certain there will be plenty of things I really want at the con. An autograph that was just a little too much or a couple of extra pictures with celebs. I mean Charlie Cox and Melissa Benoist are both here, and I bet their stuff doesn't go cheap. This will make sure I don't have to choose between them.

The walk around to the back of the Rite-Aid was the longest of Mary's life.

When Mary turned around the con troll had his phone out recording her. "I'm going to need you to ask me to fuck you. I don't want you crying **** afterward."

“Alright,” Mary said her voice catching in her throat. “I... I want you to fuck me.”

“Really? Are you sure girl? You don't sound too convincing. Try asking again but this time sound like you mean it,” The con troll taunted.

“Just shut up and let’s do this,” Mary angrily replied.

"Nope that's not going to cut it. Try again," the vile man said with agitation in his voice.

Fuck I think he's more getting off on humiliating me than he will when he fucks me; Mary thought despairingly. "I'm so horny. Won't you please take your big hard cock and shove it in my tight pussy. I want you to make me cum my brains out."

“Well then, I guess it's time for you to earn your money, whore!” The man spat back in her face. "Why don't you start by taking those clothes off?"

Mary looked at the man with pure loathing. "Money first."

"Sure whore," The man replied throwing three wadded up twenty dollar bills on the ground. "Half now the other half when were done."

Mary bent over to grab the money. God damn, this is humiliating. How the fuck did I go from good girl to prostitute in a matter of hours? And yet here I am about to have sex for money for the second time tonight. This time in a dirty back alley with a disgusting tub of lard. At least Geoffery and Akoni were hot. If {if Susan Seat = 1}Susan{else}John{endif} could see me now {if Susan Seat = 1}she{else}he{endif} would say I've turned into the textbook definition of a slut.

“Now get your clothes off,” the man barked in command.

Mary quickly stripped and stood in the back alley naked as when she came into the world. She used her arms as best she could to cover herself.

"Put your hands down," the troll demanded. "Let me see what I'm paying for.

Mary lowered her arms and stood motionlessly. The ugly man walked over and began to paw at her. "Breast could be a little bigger, and your ass is a little flatter than I like, but you do shave, so it's not all bad. Not sure if you're worth two hundred, but a deals a deal."

"Are you going to get on with it or are you just going to insult me all night?" Mary asked irritatedly.

"Whore if I want to talk down to you I'll talk down to you. Now get down on your hands and knees."

“Aren’t you going to do a little foreplay first?” asked Mary

“You don’t deserve it,” the man said as he removed his pants his small flaccid cock coming into view. "Now use your mouth and get me hard."

Mary leaned forward and took the tiny prick into her mouth. It's like a gummy worm. At least I won't have to worry about him stretching me out.

"Look up at me whore," the man commanded.

Mary looked up and much to her chagrin noticed he still had his phone in his hand. "Now you're going to take your mouth off me for a second and tell the camera how much you love my cock and how you can't wait for me to fuck you."

Mary spat the cock out grateful to be free from the disgusting thing in her mouth even if it meant humiliating herself. "I love the way your cock feels in my mouth." Then she pointed at the Con Troll's semi hard penis. "And thinking about this inside of me just gets me so wet."

"Fuck that was so good I nearly believed you," the man hooted in appreciation. "Now back to sucking."

Mary did as she was told. As she bobbed up and down the trolls minute pecker, she tried to put herself a million miles away from what was actually happening. One hundred twenty-five dollars. It's all for the money.

Without warning the man pulled out of her mouth. Whew, I was positive he would **** me to drink his load and pretend that it tasted divine.

"Stand up, spin around, and put your hands against the wall," the man commanded.

“At least put a con…” Mary started to say before the man cut her off by violently thrusting inside of her.

It was vastly different than when Geoffrey had fucked her earlier. While he hadn’t been the gentlest lover, he and Akoni had gotten her plenty wet. This was dry and painful.

Mary reached down and began to stroke her clit hoping she would get wet enough to alleviate the discomfort of being dry fucked. At least he's small. I wouldn't be able to stand it if he were hung; Mary thought through gritted teeth.

The troll’s thrusts were fast and deep. Mary started to adjust as her pussy was getting wet from her self-stimulation.

“You con whores are all the same," the troll chided. "You’ll fuck anyone for money. I bet you love to dress up in slutty outfits too. Who do you dress up as? Supergirl? The lovely Faye Valentine? Harley Quinn?”

Mary moaned as he continued to hammer her hard. Her self-preservation technique had done its job, but the unintended side effect was she was now enjoying sex with her tormentor. Mary bit her lip in pleasure. So close. I hope he holds out till I cum. Does thinking this mean I really am a whore?

“No don't tell me. It doesn’t matter. I’m pretty good at sniffing out con whores like you. The thrill will be finding you again this weekend. Then I'll have some more fun with you,” the troll exhorted.

Mary shivered at the thought of this vile man blackmailing her to do even more depraved things. The danger of the scenario caused Mary to climax on the troll's cock.

"Hah, I knew you would cum. They all cum," The man roared as his thrusts began to become more erratic and powerful. His breathing was labored, and he began to moan out curses with each lunge forward. Mary surmised he was about to cum.

“Please don’t cum inside me! Pull out,” Mary begged .

“Too late,Ft” the troll bellowed as he thrust into Mary’s defenseless cunt one last time unleashing a torrent of his seed deep inside her.

Much to her degradation Mary came again. The shame of the situation prompting a powerful orgasm. Mary slumped to the ground. The troll began to take pictures of her upturned ass. His cum leaking from her well used pussy.

“These pictures and that video are definitely going on 4chan. Here’s your money slut,” the man dropped the rest of the $125 before he stuffed his cock back into his pants and left.

Mary lay on the ground for a while after the troll had left. Here I am again. Freshly fucked with cum seeping out of me. Do I like feeling like this? Do I like being used by men for sex and left to deal with the consequences of my actions? Fuck what is wrong with me? Mary sobbed for a while as she cleaned herself up and put her clothes back on. She walked back inside the store and went over to family planning. Mary went up to the cashier who made a rude gesture with his tongue between his two fingers and gave her back the box. Mary stepped outside opened the box and took the Plan B. At least that’s one mistake I don’t have to deal with.

The parking lot was empty. Mary opened her phone and hit the Uber app. At least this way I can make it six blocks without fucking someone for money.