On the seacoast in Italy July 2013


Julia was bored, a typical American tourist wearing a flowered print skirt and a tight red blouse which emphasised her plentiful D cup breasts she strolled along in the sunshine. One of the drove of foreign holidaymaker thronging this antediluvian metropolis she had really wanted to spend the summer in Golden State but her mother insisted they took a tour of the Mediterranean instead,

Seven cites in two weeks with the foresightful years filled with brusque flight and farsighted bus rides and now inn the former afternoon Julia was desperate for some peace and tranquility. She strolled idly towards the headland with its drop top ballpark and stunning purview of the Mediterranean Sea sea and the fabled gilded sunset as the sun set behind the far horizon.

The drop-off top park came alive each eventide at sundown as the sun setting was the cue for an open air political party which spontaneously erupted in the Park, a large almost triangular grassy outdoors place between the townspeople and the cliff edge, a swathe of grass with plentiful picnic tables and benches with the headland 's cliff bound on two sides. A curving row of shop nominal head pierced by narrow streets leading through the old townsfolk formed the third side of the triangle.

The old townspeople, unchanged for 1000 of years, specialise streets with Edward Durell Stone sets for pavement, too narrow for cars or trucks so everything was carried on hired man carts since even domestic ass go-cart were too encompassing and even two hand carts struggled to pass in places.

Traditional Mediterranean low procession buildings provided the shop fronts, seemingly hundred of twelvemonth old all painted white against the glare of the sun and each with gaily painted shutters, and all closed during the heat of the good afternoon as they awaited the sundown and the aplomb of the evening, the clock time when the old Ithiel Town came alive.



'' Do n't go anywhere alone, '' the tour guide advised, `` There are pick air pocket and worse and when you get away from the briny role of the town, the old town is known for drugs and prostitution and the Mafioso is very active so please do not rely on the police and be careful. ``

Julia ignored the advice if she ever heard it, she just strolled along in the cheer, past the stunted trees bent into the prevailing fart, towards the obelisk marked which marked the point in time of the promontory and occasionally stopped to hold the stout handrail along the actual cliff boundary.

She saw no drug dealers or whore or even gangsters, and after her saunter in the sunshine as she gripped the drop-off edge handrail and gazed at the ocean she did n't even realise she was in danger.

She did n't even realise someone was behind her until she felt the strap of her bag suddenly snap.

She grabbed at the bag but a teenage boy was already ten yards away running like the wind with her pocketbook in his left-hand hand and the blade of the knife he held in his right helping hand flashing in the summer sun.

She opened her mouth to yell but no speech sound came out, shocked, she grasped the cliff border handrail and in affright she looked for help.

Two uniformed police standing by the shops in the distance so she gathered her wits together and shakily made her way towards them.

'' I was robbed, '' she explained as she met them.

'' Robbed, '' said the policeman, and launched into a tirade in a voice communication Julia could not understand.

'' English, por favor ? '' Julia tried hopefully.

'' You is robbed, what is robbed ? '' the endorsement policeman asked.

'' My money, my phone everything ! '' Julia explained.

The police conferred.

'' You have papers ? '' the sec policeman asked.

'' No, they are. '' Julia explained.

'' No ? '' the number 1 policeman queried and he again patiently explained something in a language Julia could not even begin to comprehend.

'' moldiness have papers, '' the second officer explained, `` Is law. ``

'' But my bag, '' Julia protested and the first policeman again began to explain.

A couple approached, he in a ache case with overt neck opening shirt, she in a Black person garb reaching to her knee, the womanhood smiled, `` Are you having difficulty ? '' she asked.

'' My bag, '' Julia explained, `` Someone stole my bag ! ``

'' Ah, no composition ? '' the adult female agreed, `` I am Carla and this is Giorgio, yes, you need papers or ID in the old town, you have no ID ? ``

'' No, '' said Julia.

Carla smiled, `` Lots of daughter come here from all over European Economic Community, it is famous so the police offer down, '' she explained, `` Shall I tell him you are with us ? ``

'' Please, '' said Julia.

Carla spoke to the policemen, they agreed, `` I have told them you work for us, '' she said and she reached in her bag and extracted a dog collar and leash, `` Put this around your neck, '' she suggested.

'' What no way, '' Julia protested.

'' Or they will arrest you, '' Carla explained, `` They think you are an unlicensed prostitute who did n't get her money. ``

'' No, he stole my bag, '' Julia protested.

'' We do this all the meter, '' Carla explained, `` We rescue tourists and working missy, look either you play the biz, pretend that you are with us and pay our rescue fee, or you will spend at least a night in the cells and maybe get a six month prison house sentence. ``

'' No, that ca n't be, '' Julia shook visibly with emotion.

'' It will be fine, '' Giorgio explained, `` Wear the collar which shows you are ours and we pay the bribe and you pay us back, five hundred dollar fee plus the bribe. ``

'' That 's steep ! '' Julia protested.

'' It 's what we do, '' Carla explained, `` Do you need our helper or not ? ``

'' Ok, '' Julia said reluctantly and she took the collar and tried to fix it, it was too short.

'' Oh, try this, '' Carla sighed and she pulled a heavy metallic element slave collar with a chain from her bag
and handed it to Giorgio.

'' aspect ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio gently lifted her long blonde haircloth and pried the springy collar apart to slither it around her cervix, but she realised to turn away would probably mean she was arrested so she just let him ease the big collar around her neck and secure it with a padlock.

Carla handed each police officer an American hundred dollar flyer and they saluted and walked away smiling.

'' They 've gone, '' Julia said, `` Can we lose the thing ? ``

'' When you pay us, '' Carla said, `` Until then you are our slave working girl. ``

'' What ! '' Julia protested.

'' facial expression, if you have no ID you have to be collared and chained it is the law, '' Carla explained,
'' The city law, the townsfolk law from the solar day of Julius Caesar. It was for the protection of the break one's back female child originally but has remained in force. ``

'' Ok, '' Julia agreed, `` Look get me out of here. ``

'' You should have handcuffs, '' Giorgio explained, `` To reckon authentic. ``

'' Right, '' Julia agreed, `` In your dreams. ``

'' No, '' he said as he gently took Julia 's hired hand and pushed them behind her back.

She felt the cold-blooded steel and heard the click as Carla fastened the script cuffs around her wrists.

'' Look, ok this is Wyrd, '' Julia protested.

'' But we will all get arrested if we are found out, '' Carla explained, `` We will wait until it gets officious and sneaky you away. ``

'' Why not now ? '' Julia asked.

'' No, we need wickedness, '' Giorgio explained.

'' Let me phone my dad, '' Julia demanded.

'' And where is he ? '' Carla asked.

'' Down town someplace I guess, '' Julia explained, `` We are on holiday, we fly back to JFK on Thursday. ``

'' American ? There is no cell headphone reception in the old town, and it is probably best not to involve him yet otherwise you could be arrested again. '' Carla explained.

'' Why exactly ? '' Julia enquired.

'' Believe me they do n't need a reason, but a copious American English are expected to pay big bribe, '' Carla smiled, `` But do n't worry. ``

Julia shivered, she felt cold despite the afternoon warmth, her fragile white doll and stretchy red top had seemed more than enough when she left the hotel, but now suddenly she had goose bumps.

'' Lets sit down and talk, '' Carla suggested.

'' OK, '' Julia agreed so they went across to a picnic table with a bench and Julia carefully sat down.

'' It 's odd how custom persist, '' Carla explained, `` It was in roman letters times, you see the slaves were being abducted so for their own protection they brought in the collar and Ernst Boris Chain. ``

'' Before that the striver girls would be raped and robbed but with the chemical chain their baby minder had to stand there while they did what they did, and the minder took the money and protected them. ``

Julia nodded, `` But that was a thousand years ago ? ``

'' It 's the same today, girl form Roumania, Republic of Lithuania, Persia, Irak everywhere come her to make a few dollars, '' Carla explained, '' Without constabulary we would be over run with foreign prostitute, but this way only the prettiest can switch and that way we keep the monetary value high. ''

'' I do n't empathize. '' Julia protested.

'' Soon as the sun touches the sea you can open up for line of work, '' Giorgio said helpfully as the sun cast golden ray across the ocean as it slowly descended, `` Seven one C dollar bill, sixty dollar bill a John, two evenings, but then there 's rent for the collar and room, you full hope you do it in one because otherwise you could be here for a very long fourth dimension. ``

'' All summer maybe, in a footling back room, because you wo n't continue pretty enough for the commons for very long. '' Carla added.

'' No you ca n't be life-threatening ! '' Julia protested.

'' certain we are, '' Giorgio suggested, `` Now just slip one's mind off your panty and we can get started. ``

'' No way help ! '' Julia cried but no one paid any attention.

'' still ! '' Carla said, `` Or we 'll gag you as well. ``

'' No ! '' Julia gasped.

Giorgio produced a small but wickedly acute pen knife, `` delay still, '' he said as he eased it down the waistband of Julia 's dame and cut easily through the face and elastic cincture of her panty, first the left and then the right.

Next he cut through her bra strap before undoing the clasp and pulling the bra out from under her top.

'' I 'll get the ease of the clobber, '' Carla said, `` founder me her place. ``

'' No ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio grabbed Julia 's credit card somersault flops and handed them to Carla.

'' Watch the sea, shudder, '' he suggested.

Julia looked around desperately for a substance of escape, there was no one closing curtain who looked American language, she could not trust the police, it seemed hopeless and then Carla returned.

'' Your size ? '' she queried as she produced some very drawn nigrify strap shoes with maybe four or five in heels, she jammed them on Julia 's animal foot and clicked them in position with a padlock through the mortise joint strap.

'' I ca n't take the air in heels, '' Julia protested.

'' Sure you can, '' Carla laughed, now a couple of last feeling, she said as she took stout leather handcuff from her bag and fastened one around Julia 's leftover ankle fastening three strap and then the rightfield before attaching a short mountain range between them.

Next Giorgio held Julia 's arms while Carla fitted exchangeable handlock around Juila 's wrists instead of the handcuffs, leather turnup with a connecting Chain, and then she put the shiny cuff away.

A crowd was gathering, spilling out from the old townspeople and approaching along the cliff course, almost exclusively Cy Young men, `` It is nearly time, '' Carla announced, `` count the sun ! ``

Julia looked, `` You see Arab whores could not make out out in the sun or they burn brown like negroes so after the fall of United Arab Republic Gaius Julius Caesar pronounced no whore should be abroad before sun down. ``

Someone chanted, `` Ten, '' then someone elase joined, `` Nina from Carolina, '' `` eight-spot '' the cry grew louder. ``

'' One last thing, '' Giorgio declared, `` You must show your boob so the men can see you are aroused, '' and he pulled Julia 's red top down over her breasts.

'' Oh god, you are are n't you ? '' Carla asked, `` Aroused ? ``.

Julia nodded sadly.

'' What shall the men ring you ? '' Carla asked.

'' Julia, '' Julia replied.

'' It courtship you, '' Giorgio replied as he lifted Julia 's annulus and placed an explorative finger on her belly where the gentle down of her os pubis commenced and moved down towards her clit and beyond.

'' No ! '' Julia moaned yet again but it was hopeless and soon Giorgio 's fingerbreadth were on the hot moist slur that began to distribute as his fingers began to ease within her.

Julia gasped, `` Oh god. '' and the chanting reached One.

A big cheer rose up as quite suddenly all the shutters on the shop fronts opened revealing bright red Light illuminating the cheeseparing defenseless adult female within.

'' Seven hundred buck, time to go to work ! '' Giorgio whispered as he wormed a 3rd finger into Julia 's sopping vagina.

Carla gently squeezed Julia 's nipples, and then took a jar from her bag and removed the lid before holding it for Giorgio..

He dipped his thumb into it, and showed Julia, `` A exceptional portmanteau word of herbs and spices to ward off iniquity feel. ``

'' Like KFC ? '' Juila asked.

'' Maybe, '' Carla laughed, `` But I never caught anything when I used it, '' and Giorgio eased his spiciness covered thumb mystifying inside Julia 's increasingly dampish sex.

The bunch was moving towards her Julia noticed and she became cognizant of a origin of virtually naked female child approaching, all bare breasted and collared and chained as she was and attended by a baby minder, `` Twelve, '' Carla explained, `` One for each table, but you get the considerably tabular array, fresh pith freshly today. ``

'' Prime pussy, '' Giorgio agreed, `` We 'll see if they will pay a hundred dollar sign, maybe afford a discount rate later. ``

'' And if I dont throw the money ? '' Julia asked hopelessly.

Carla shrugged, `` Maybe mortal will buy you, otherwise we take you home and try again tomorrow ! ''

'' Please, '' Julia pleaded, `` pop will pay ! ``

'' Si signor, One hundred dollars American, '' Giorgio explained.

'' tone dog rough, '' a grandiloquent bronzed young Aboriginal Australian explained, `` How 's about L. ``

'' seventy five ? '' Julia suggested as she stared at his large-minded shoulders and rugged weatherbeaten face.

'' Fifty, '' he repeated.

'' fifty, '' Giorgio replied, `` For a blow job. ``

'' Nah I need a love fellow, hows about LX five ? '' the Australian suggested.

'' OK, '' Giorgio says.

'' Great, '' he agreed, `` I reckon its proficient to be intimate al fresco, do n't need t change the sheets, '' he laughed as he handed over the ten dollar bills.

Carla gave him five clam change, `` Open up then doll, lets see the fuck maw, '' the Australian quipped as he dropped his pant to reveal the biggest penis and testis Julia had ever seen.

'' Oh my god ! '' she wailed.

'' Yeah, satisfaction guaranteed ! '' he said, `` I 'm Mike by the way. ``

'' Julia, '' Julia explained, `` Look ! '' but Giorgio had swung her onto the postpone top.

'' Nah doggie, '' microphone suggested so Giorgio pulled Julia back to have her bending over the table end.

Giorgio showed Mike how wet she was by thrusting three fingerbreadth deep inside her and then mike 's cock was pressing against her soft pink cunt lips.

They spread easily and his cock slowly eased into her slippery and spiced cavern, `` She uses that gook clobber right ? '' he asked as he eased in.

'' Naturally, and she has regular health checks, '' Carla lied.

'' Ohhh it 's too big ! '' Julia gasped, `` Oh Jesus, its too big ! it hurts oh god it hurts. ``

'' piping down, '' Mike hissed, `` Its not half in yet, '' he said and he thrust real hard against her.

'' Agggghhh ! '' she squealed, but he was powerful inside her now and the pain filled her whole trunk for a momentary moment before it dissolved into a lovesome tone of pure go. She was floating on a cloud, looking down at her own torso from heaven as wave of illegitimate delight coursed through her unit being.

'' Ohhh, '' she gasped, `` Oh that 's soooo good. ``

'' Gee that 's some randy Sheila, '' Mike said, `` You sure she 's a pro and not some amateur ? ``

'' Yes, '' Carla agreed, `` Enjoy ! ``

'' Gee, '' mike agreed, `` Oh fucking hell I 'm cumming ! ``

Perspiration dripped from mike 's brow as he let fly within Julia 's over filled cunt. Her creative thinker exploded in a series of flashing white lights as his cum forced its way into her furthest about secret parts.

'' Gee, '' Mike said inadequately as he pulled out and pulled his pants up, `` That Sheila puts a hell of a squeeze on, I have n't cum that quick since gamy shoal ! ``

'' You finished ? '' a tall Aboriginal Australian asked.

'' Sure, cum too blinking quick, Johnno, '' mike admitted, `` Reckon we should stick to ugly Shielas. ``

'' More like you should lay off the hard drink ! '' the second Australian quipped, `` How often. ``

'' Charged me 60 five mate, '' microphone admitted.

'' LX five ? '' he asked.

'' Sure, '' Carla agreed, `` For a short prison term ! ``

'' Here you go, '' he replied, as he handed Carla the hard cash, `` Got a Johnny ? ``

'' If you like, '' Carla replied and she fished a Durex from the bag, `` But the local. ``

'' Better safe than sorry, '' he said as he pushed down his khaki shorts and slid the rubber over his cock, `` You quick Sheila, I 'm Sir David Bruce by the way ! '' he laughed and he quickly took up position behind Julia and rammed his cock right into her with a scorch thrust.

'' Fucking Scheol she 's slippery, like a Haddock ! '' he gasped, `` So squeeze me, do something, I 'm like a mop in a bucket here. ``

Julia twisted round to look at her assailant.

'' Oh fuck that 's so good, '' Johnno wailed as she twisted his cock by moving, `` Shit Mike I 'm cumming already ! '' he wailed and he shot his cargo without humping her more than a dozen times.

'' Told you mate, '' mike laughed, `` Stick to the uglies OK, '' he suggested as Johnno pulled out.

'' What 's she like mat ? '' a third Australian asked.

'' Like a Ferrari mate, massive rush and its all over, '' Mike said, `` Guess I 'd rather experience a dainty slow fuck with ugly Sheila if I had my meter again. ``

'' Fair do, '' said the third Aussie, `` I 'll dedicate it a young woman they hey ? ``

Julia flopped back onto the table, `` You 're doing well, a hundred and thirty in fifteen hour ! '' Carla chuckled.

'' I need a drinking, '' Julia replied, `` Gee my puss is on fire. ``

'' So do I, '' Carla agreed, `` But we have a queue, it will take in to wait. ``

'' A hundred, senor, '' Julia confirmed to a waiting Spaniard, `` American Dollars, or Euros ! ``

'' Si, '' he agreed and handed over the cash.

The sunset was outstanding, dandy spears of fortunate flame lighting up the sea as the Spaniard eased his throbbing erection into Julia 's fiery pussy.

He thrust briefly and grunted and all too soon Julia felt her interior showered by pints of sticky cum, her solid body shook with defeat, and the waiting men muttered among themselves.

'' Make it net More than two minutes and get a refund ! '' Giorgio taunted, `` axial rotation up rolling up, one hundred dollars. ``

By now all the board were occupied and hundreds or maybe grand of young men wandered around the Mungo Park looking for sex, the prophylactic unprotected sex that they naively believed the ancient recipe of lubricant provided.

'' Two moment right ? '' an English lad enquired, `` No probs ! '' and he handed his cash to Carla.

He undid his zipper and pulled out six inches of garden pink muscle, Carla stifled a giggle, and watched as he fumbled as he tried to head it into Julia 's waiting cunt.

'' Fuck she 's hot, '' he admitted.

Julia was desperate now, she needed to cum, she gripped his cock as best she could but he was barely half as far into her as the Aussie, `` On blimy, this is bloody fantastic, is it two hour yet ? '' he asked.

Carla shook her head, `` Not yet, '' it was actually twenty seven seconds. ``

'' Ca n't hold out much longer, Ohhhhh ! '' he exclaimed.

He collapsed across Julia 's rear, `` Not quite was it ? '' he asked.

'' No, '' Carla replied, `` Not quite. ``

'' Bollocks, '' he replied.

'' Drink, '' Julia pleaded

Carla saw the grouping of men move away, obviously Julia was not providing what they wanted, she spoke to Giorgio.

'' Have a tidings with Marco, maybe a swap ? '' she suggested.

Giorgio handed Julia 's chain to Carla and went to find Marco who he saw some way away.

A melt off French boy approached, `` Bon nuit ! '' he said awkwardly.

'' fifty dollars American for you, '' Carla smiled, `` One fifty for big men ! ``

'' Oui ! '' he agreed and paid Carla with a fifty dollar bill buck bill, `` Is there somewhere private ? ``

'' And miss the sunset, no, the experience is the experience of life, enjoy ! '' Carla replied.

The Gallic boy dropped his denim jeans and Boxer and his penis hung limp and lifeless.

'' Julia, suck him OK, '' Carla ordered.

'' drinking, '' Julia replied.

'' Ok, one moment, '' Carla replied, she took a nursing bottle of Perrier H2O from her bag, took a swig and knelt down before the frenchman, `` appropriate me, '' she said as she grasped his shaft and kissed it.

It stiffened instantly, she licked it and finally opened her mouth to select the tip between her teeth.

'' ready, '' Carla laughed, `` You see I still have it ! ``

'' Oui ! '' he agreed and Carla guided his cock into Julia 's waiting cunt.

'' Ohhhh, '' he exclaimed, `` Is good ! ``

'' So do something with her tits, give her a good time too, '' Carla suggested.

'' Oui, dungaree - Jaques, go for it ! '' his friend said as he walked up beside them.

'' Merde ! Phillipe, where have you been. '' he asked.

'' Fucking in the brothel bar of course, '' he laughed, `` Nice and warmly and secret ! ``

'' Ohhhh, '' Juila gasped as Jean-Jaques twisted her teat and humped against her, `` Thats so good ! ``

Jean-Jacques suddenly grunted his hips spasmed and he started to shudder as he started to tear his lading, `` Ohhh, '' he cried.

'' Oh shit ! '' Julia cried in frustration as her unit being craved climax, unmindful now to the gang of onlookers surrounding her as he fucked into her.

Giorgio|they returned Jean-Jacques was zippering up his bloomers as he was leaving.

'' She OK ? '' Marco asked, `` Good ride ? ``

'' Oui, '' he replied simply.

'' Francais, '' Giorio explained, `` But what you think. ``

'' Nice ass, '' Marco said, `` Can I try ? ``

'' Sure, hold her down Carla, '' Giorgio ordered.

Julia was exhausted, she did n't take Julia 's paw to hold her, she just lay over the bench with her bottom of the inning raised.

'' She take it up the ass ? '' Marco asked.

'' Not yet, '' Giorgio admitted as he watched Marco slip a condom onto his abruptly fat cock and relocation around behind Julia make to make love her.

'' freebee right ? '' he asked.

'' Taster, '' Carla agreed, `` You like her then she 's one thousand dollar sign American. ``

'' OK, '' Marco agreed as he pushed the tip of his cock past Julia 's now slightly intumesce cunt lips and into her sopping wet vagina.

'' goodness, very good, '' Marco agreed and he slid back out of her again.
'' Let us have a swallow, I get Sabrina to fill in here, one moment. '' Marco agreed, he wiped his still stiff tool and forced it back in his pants.

Marco returned before Carla had finished arguing with a brace of immature men who were trying to negotiate a discount.

'' This is Sabrina, and Franco, '' Marco explained.

Sabrina was completely naked except for leather wrist, ankle joint and collar simpleness identical to those Julia word, the dying rays of sunlight shone on her ebony skin, `` She usually works in the bar, the fresh air will be respectable ! ``

Carla helped Julia up, her puss throbbed and her knee buckled as she tried to walk but Giorgio and Carla supported her as they helped her to walk the one hundred yards or so to the shops.

The shops were identical low rise Mediterranean panache whitewashed against the sun, each specify frontage had a specialize room access and a all-inclusive window in which a girl posed provocatively or against which the curtains were drawn as she entertained.

Each shop had one young woman, only one girl and one customer was allowed by tradition and local law, and only after sunset until before sunrise.

Julia stared, was this to be her future.

prevention and gild lined the narrow streets leading to the old township, too narrow even for Equus asinus cart people jostled to strike around.

Julia saw a line of uniformed officeholder blocking the street, hope flared briefly and died as she saw they were preventing unaccredited women passing a furrow of bitt, which separated the brothel bars from the quietus of the street, `` You should consume read the bill, '' Carla said, `` No unlicenced whores after 5pm. ``

'' It was n't, '' she said, `` I do n't understand the language ! ``

A Danton True Young adult female peered at them through the window beside the ingress room access, she looked bored.

The entrance fee charge was one hundred buck but the hall porter ushered them in on Marco 's instruction.

A barkeeper looked on, swarthy, Spanish maybe, mass medium height and dressed only in rubber shorts and a bow tie he stood grinning from behind the bar.

Several middle aged men sat at board in the minuscule room.

'' Fresh meat, '' Marco laughed, `` Feel it ! ``

Julia froze as a fat middle aged man lifted her bird, his fingers touched her sex sending shivers of anticipation and hungriness coursing through her veins.

'' She suck ? '' his supporter asked.

'' Fifty, '' Marco chuckled, `` On your human knee bitch ! '' he said.

Julia flared angrily, but Carla reassured her, `` He calls all the girls gripe, do n't concern, '' she said.

'' But ! '' Julia pleaded.

'' He is a dependable man, he understands girls, '' Carla said reassuringly, `` We caught almost all his female child did n't we Marco ? ``

'' Yes, you know what I likes, '' Marco agreed, `` Not too fat, overnice tits, sexy, you know juice up real fast. ``

'' But ! '' Julia pleaded, `` You ca n't, not sell me ! ``

'' Oh no, just hire, '' Carla said, `` A workweek maybe, after that you can decide whether to stay on or not, that 's if he likes you. ``

'' Oh god ! '' Julia exclaimed.

'' So show up me how you suck cock, '' Marco demanded as the man paid his fifty dollars.

'' No ! '' Julia protested but Carla pushed her face into the man 's crotch.

'' sucking ! '' Carl ordered.

Julia tried to stand firm but Carla pried her sass open and the swarthy midsection aged man began to fuck her face.

'' Is secure, '' he said, `` Is very good, she suck, Agghh she bite, she bite, '' he screamed ad they dragged Julia off him with the chain attached to her collar.

'' She no expert, '' Marco explained, `` For brothel woman of the street, put her in the cubicle ! ''

'' Ok, '' Carla agreed, `` Why ? ``

'' I want to fuck her tight ass, '' Marco explained, `` Nice Virgin cocksucker. ``

Carla went towards the entrance door, just to one side was another room access which she opened to reveal the backside of a Young woman with the number 299 tattooed on her left cheek

'' Hanna, '' Carla said softly, `` breach fourth dimension, '' and she lifted a wooden screen to disclose the naked
woman 's top half and the street scene beyond the window.

'' good, I get cramp, '' the char replied as she stepped backwards to top Carla, `` I do blow occupation yes ? ``

'' Yes, '' Marco agreed, `` Get the bitch naked. ``

Julia 's skirt came down easily but then had to release her helping hand to remove her blouse, `` One sham move and we cut it off, Giorgio cautioned and then Julia was naked.

They manhandled her into the cubicle, ot was as big as a privy kiosk but the windowpane was set in a thick paries and there was a stone shelf with one-half round loving cup in it where genesis of whores had been bent while men had used them.

A convenient draw secured Julia 's shoe collar and as Carla eased her titty into the stone cups so she stared out of the tiny windowpane at the people passing by as Carla secured her hands and fundament to iron rings and finally brought down the screen against her down back.

Marco was first up, but after five proceedings of trying to draw his fat hammer up Julia 's cockeyed ass he gave up and rammed it brutally into Julia 's aegir pussy.

'' Ohhhh, '' Julia wailed.

'' See, innate born whore, '' Giorgio exclaimed.

Julia 's creative thinker was exploding again, she hallucinated, she thought she saw her dad.

She saw her dad, with a chain defenseless whore, in the street outside her windowpane trying to do a deal.

'' Dad ! '' she screamed, `` In here ! ``

He looked at her, `` Sure honey ! '' he said, `` Why you 're the spit if my fille Julia ! ``

He went inside, `` Hey how much for the woman of the street in the windowpane ? ``

'' One hundred dollar American English, '' Giorgio explained, `` She is new Mr Marchesso is trying her out him self. ``

'' right, so how much to sleep with you darlin ? `` he asked Carla.

'' One thousand euros and you use a condom, '' she said looking him straight in the eye.

'' How about 50 ? '' he asked.

'' How about you lose fifty dollar bill pounds and bring a bath ? '' Carla replied.

'' Hey, no want to be personal, '' he replied, `` I 'll wait. ``

Marco finished up, and opened the lowly wickedness boarded door, `` Five hundred maybe ? '' he suggested.

'' Say you finished, I got some serious business with that whore ! '' Julia 's Father of the Church insisted, `` She reminds me of my little Julia ! ``

Carla smiled, maybe just maybe a big paycheck was waiting.


To be continued ?