Getting whored out

"I'm going to whore you out! Don't worry, not to any riff-raff. Just all of my friends and acquaintances.' He laughed. "Any objections?" Vivian opened her mouth of object. "Oh, wait, what am I saying? No one gives a SHIT what whores like you think!" he shouted. This seemingly harmless teenage boy was actually going to sell her pussy and other womanly charms to other men for money...which she was sure he was going to pocket, of course. Another time, it might have turned her on. Now, she felt a little sick to her stomach. He carried her back to the bed, where he re-fastened her limbs to each pole, spread eagle, and left her there. He walked out of the room for a minute and brought back his computer.

"Alright, let's get started, shall we?" he browsed for a minute. "Let's set up an ad for you.

'I'm a young, nubile female seeking a night of no-holds barred fun.' " He thought for a moment and turned to Vivian. "Its just not...YOU. I feel like we can do a bit better, hopefully attract a rougher crowd.

'I'm a total slut who loves to role-play being ****. I'll kick and scream but I 'll tie myself up and there's nothing I'll be able to do if you choose to accept my offer and come see me. I'll be naked all night tonight looking for studs to come ream me. Lube? No need! Condoms? Don't dare bring them! I want all your hard cocks bare and all your cum inside my pussy. Come on! Take pictures, record yourself fucking me, take some of my money from my wallet when you're done and be on your way! There's a good boy! Don't you want to ruin my life and breed a stupid slut like me who was dumb enough to think **** was a game?' " The boy looked mighty proud of his handiwork. All Vivian could do was cry. "Oh, one last thing! 'A small fee will be required upon your visit. My generous host requires some compensation for the pains he went through to set this up for me. Price negotiable. Meet in the alley and 43rd and Bruce.' "