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Chapter 9
by lordxorph
Does Dave try to get proof
Preparing for a new day.
Ellen woke up suddenly when she heard the click of Pimptress unlocking the door. For a second she was confused and didn't realize where she was, but then the events of yesterday came back to her and she felt sick and miserable. Her chin was covered in drool from her gag, and her jaw ached.
"There's my little hooker." said Abbie cheerfully as she hauled Ellen to her feet. She released Ellen from the arm binder and took the gag out. The asian girl sighed with relief now that she could close her mouth again. "Now, get showered and cleaned up. I'm going to have my breakfast. I expect to see you naked in the living room for your daily inspection in fifteen minutes" said Abbie.
"Yes, Pimptress," said Ellen, indistinctly because her mouth still felt funny, then quickly headed for the bathroom. After taking care of some necessary business, she jumped in the shower and washed herself thoroughly and inspected the gorgeous body that Pimptress was now renting out.
Fourteen minutes after going into the bathroom, the naked prostitute presented herself to her Pimptress. "Very good, slut." said Pimptress. "You've earned a nice yummy breakfast." Ellen could smell something delicious in the kitchen. Bacon and scrambled eggs, yum. Ellen realized she was famished. But Pimptress just handed her a single piece of lettuce on a slice of wholemeal bread; there wasn't even any butter. "Enjoy."
Ellen munched miserably on her crappy breakfast as she watched Abbie feast on bacon and scrambled eggs, with a big mug of coffee. When the two girls had finished eating Abbie said, "Now, to get you dressed for a big day of whoring. We're going to find some nice rich kids at the university." Ellen's eyes widened. Oh no! She couldn't possibly whore herself out to people she knew! Her shameful secret would get out. But she had ****. Pimptress owned her. As she dressed in the short skirt and semi-transparent T-shirt Pimptress had picked out for her (no panties or bra, of course) she wondered how bad things could get.