To whore herself out

It had been a week since that night at the brothel, and it had been the best week of Barbara's life. She had spent every night since then at the brothel fucking either Power Tits, Wild Girl or one of the other enhanced strippers and enjoying it all the while. Now every person she met Barbara couldn't help but see them as a pervert would, how they would be in bed.

But she had received a text from Cyber Cunt for her to meet in one of the richer districts of the town, in her new expertly slutty Batsuit. She was just thinking about having a quick fuck to pass the time when she felt a familiar slap on the ass.

"Hiya Batslut, you want to take it up a notch?" she asked with a wink.

"You bet I am. What's the trick?" she asked eagerly.

"You see up to this point you've been having sex with people, but it's not as good because it's been clear that you're consenting. That's why it's amazing to just whore yourself out to someone and sell yourself as their personal sex ****. It just shows you're not human anymore but someone else's thing, it's amazing you must try it" she said enthusiastically.

"You mean just giving up your free will?" asked Barbara unsure.

"Come on Batslut, when have I ever been wrong?" asked Cyber Cunt while massaging Barbara's gigantic tits causing her state of arousal to once again skyrocket "now Batslut I'm going to ask you are you a whore or aren't you?"

"I'm a whore" she shouted proudly.

"Then start at this address and make it cheap" she said stuffing a note into Barbara's fist.