On the seashore in Italy July 2013


Julia was bored, a typical American tourist wearing a floral print annulus and a tight red blouse which emphasised her ample D cup breasts she strolled along in the sun. One of the horde of alien tourists thronging this antediluvian metropolis she had really wanted to pass the summertime in CA but her mother insisted they took a enlistment of the Mediterranean instead,

seven cites in two weeks with the long twenty-four hour period filled with short flight of stairs and hanker bus rides and now inn the late afternoon Julia was desperate for some pacification and tranquility. She strolled idly towards the foreland with its cliff top commons and sandbag purview of the Mediterranean sea and the fabled golden sunset as the sun set behind the far horizon.

The cliff top park came live each evening at sunset as the sun stage setting was the cue for an open air company which spontaneously erupted in the park, a large almost triangular grassy unfastened blank between the townspeople and the cliff edge, a wrapping of grass with rich picnic tables and benches with the promontory 's drop edges on two English. A curving row of shop fronts pierced by narrow streets leading through the old township formed the third side of the triangle.

The old townsfolk, unchanged for 1000 of years, specify streets with stone set for paving material, too narrow for cars or hand truck so everything was carried on hand go-cart since even donkey carts were too wide and even two hand carts struggled to pass in places.

Traditional Mediterranean low rise buildings provided the shop class fronts, seemingly hundreds of years old all painted whitened against the spotlight of the sun and each with gaily painted shutters, and all closed during the heating of the good afternoon as they awaited the sundown and the assuredness of the evening, the time when the old town came alive.



'' Do n't go anywhere alone, '' the tour guide advised, `` There are pick sack and speculative and when you get away from the main part of the Town, the old townspeople is known for drugs and prostitution and the Mafioso is very fighting so please do not bank on the police and be measured. ``

Julia ignored the advice if she ever heard it, she just strolled along in the sunniness, past the stunted trees bent into the prevailing tip, towards the obelisk marked which marked the stop of the promontory and occasionally stopped to sustain the stout handrail along the actual cliff sharpness.

She saw no drug dealers or cyprian or even mobster, and after her stroll in the sunshine as she gripped the cliff edge handrail and gazed at the ocean she did n't even realise she was in danger.

She did n't even clear mortal was behind her until she felt the shoulder strap of her pocketbook suddenly snap.

She grabbed at the bag but a teenage boy was already ten yards away running like the wind with her handbag in his odd hand and the leaf blade of the tongue he held in his rightfield handwriting flashing in the summer sun.

She opened her backtalk to squall but no speech sound came out, shocked, she grasped the cliff edge handrail and in terror she looked for help.

Two uniform police standing by the shops in the aloofness 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 speech Julia could not understand.

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

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

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

The police conferred.

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

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

'' No ? '' the first policeman queried and he again patiently explained something in a voice communication Julia could not even begin to comprehend.

'' mustiness have papers, '' the second policeman explained, `` Is law. ``

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

A distich approached, he in a smart suit with undefendable neck shirt, she in a fateful wearing apparel reaching to her knee, the woman smiled, `` Are you having difficulty ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' No, '' said Julia.

Carla smiled, `` Lots of girls come here from all over EU, it is famous so the constabulary crack 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 apprehension and collar, `` 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 handbag, '' Julia protested.

'' We do this all the clip, '' Carla explained, `` We rescue tourer and working girls, look either you play the game, pretend that you are with us and pay our rescue fee, or you will expend at least a Nox in the cellular phone and maybe get a six calendar month prison sentence. ``

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

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

'' That 's usurious ! '' Julia protested.

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

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

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

'' face ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio gently lifted her long blonde hair and pried the springy leash apart to slide it around her neck, but she realised to refuse would probably imply she was arrested so she just let him facilitate the dense leash around her neck and secure it with a padlock.

Carla handed each policeman an American hundred dollar Federal Reserve note and they saluted and walked away smiling.

'' They 've gone, '' Julia said, `` Can we misplace the affair ? ``

'' When you pay us, '' Carla said, `` Until then you are our knuckle down cyprian. ``

'' What ! '' Julia protested.

'' Look, if you have no ID you have to be collared and chained it is the law, '' Carla explained,
'' The city law, the Ithiel Town law from the days of Julius Caesar. It was for the protection of the break one's back girlfriend originally but has remained in military unit. ``

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

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

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

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

She felt the cold steel and heard the detent as Carla fastened the hand cuffs around her wrists.

'' aspect, ok this is weird, '' Julia protested.

'' But we will all get arrested if we are found out, '' Carla explained, `` We will hold off until it gets busy and snitch 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 vacation, we fly back to JFK on Thursday. ``

'' American ? There is no cell telephone set 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 necessitate a intellect, but a rich Americans are expected to pay big bribe, '' Carla smiled, `` But do n't worry. ``

Julia shivered, she felt cold despite the good afternoon heat, her sparse white bird 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 lecture, '' Carla suggested.

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

'' It 's odd how custom persist, '' Carla explained, `` It was in Roman times, you see the slaves were being abducted so for their own shelter they brought in the catch and mountain range. ``

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

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

'' It 's the Lapp today, young woman form Romania, Lithuania, Iran, Iraq everywhere come her to make a few buck, '' Carla explained, '' Without laws we would be over run with foreign whore, but this way only the prettiest can merchandise and that way we keep the Price high. ''

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

'' Soon as the sun touches the sea you can open up for business, '' Giorgio said helpfully as the sun cast golden rays across the ocean as it slowly descended, `` Seven hundred dollar sign, sixty buck a John, two evenings, but then there 's rent for the leash and room, you in force Hope you do it in one because otherwise you could be here for a very longsighted time. ``

'' All summer maybe, in a fiddling back way, because you wo n't rest pretty enough for the car park for very long. '' Carla added.

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

'' Sure we are, '' Giorgio suggested, `` Now just drop off off your scanty and we can get started. ``

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

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

'' No ! '' Julia gasped.

Giorgio produced a small but wickedly sharp pen knife, `` Hold still, '' he said as he eased it down the waistband of Julia 's wench and cut easily through the sides and elastic waistband of her panty, first the left and then the right.

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

'' I 'll get the rest of the clobber, '' Carla said, `` Give me her horseshoe. ``

'' No ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio grabbed Julia 's charge card flip collapse and handed them to Carla.

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

Julia looked around desperately for a mean value of safety valve, there was no one close 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 worn inkiness strap place with maybe four or five inch dog, she jammed them on Julia 's infantry and clicked them in property with a padlock through the ankle strap.

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

'' Sure you can, '' Carla laughed, now a duo of final examination touch modality, she said as she took stout leather cuffs from her bag and fastened one around Julia 's provide ankle fastening three strap and then the right field before attaching a short strand between them.

Next Giorgio held Julia 's coat of arms while Carla fitted alike turnup around Juila 's wrist instead of the handcuff, leather cuffs with a connecting chain, and then she put the shiny handcuffs away.

A crowd was gathering, spilling out from the old Town and approaching along the drop-off route, almost exclusively untested men, `` It is nearly sentence, '' Carla announced, `` look the sun ! ``

Julia looked, `` You see Arabian woman of the street could not number out in the sun or they burn brown like negroes so after the fall of Egyptian Empire Sidney Caesar pronounced no whore should be abroad before sun down. ``

Someone chanted, `` Ten, '' then someone elase joined, `` Nine, '' `` Eight '' the cry grew forte. ``

'' One last thing, '' Giorgio declared, `` You must bear witness your tits 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 name you ? '' Carla asked.

'' Julia, '' Julia replied.

'' It suits you, '' Giorgio replied as he lifted Julia 's skirt and placed an explorative digit on her belly where the soft pile of her pubes commenced and moved down towards her clit and beyond.

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

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

A keen cheer rose up as quite suddenly all the shutters on the shop fronts opened revealing bright red spark illuminating the near bare women within.

'' Seven hundred dollar mark, time to go to solve ! '' Giorgio whispered as he wormed a third 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 special blend of herbs and spiciness to ward off iniquity intent. ``

'' Like KFC ? '' Juila asked.

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

The crowd was moving towards her Julia noticed and she became aware of a line of nearly au naturel missy approaching, all bare breasted and collared and chained as she was and attended by a minder, `` Twelve, '' Carla explained, `` One for each table, but you get the best table, impertinent meat new today. ``

'' Prime cunt, '' Giorgio agreed, `` We 'll see if they will pay a hundred dollars, maybe give a rebate later. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Looks dog rough, '' a improbable bronzed young Aussie explained, `` How 's about fifty. ``

'' 70 five ? '' Julia suggested as she stared at his broad berm and rugged weatherbeaten face.

'' fifty dollar bill, '' he repeated.

'' Fifty, '' Giorgio replied, `` For a blast job. ``

'' Nah I need a fuck mate, hows about 60 five ? '' the Australian suggested.

'' OK, '' Giorgio says.

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

Carla gave him five dollars alteration, `` Open up then doll, lets see the have a go at it hole, '' the Australian quipped as he dropped his pants to break the biggest penis and testicles Julia had ever seen.

'' Oh my god ! '' she wailed.

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

'' Julia, '' Julia explained, `` reckon ! '' but Giorgio had swung her onto the tabularize top.

'' Nah doggy, '' Mike suggested so Giorgio pulled Julia back to consume her crook over the table end.

Giorgio showed Mike how wet she was by thrusting three fingers late inside her and then Mike 's cock was pressing against her delicate pink twat lips.

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

'' Naturally, and she has steady wellness confirmation, '' Carla lied.

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

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

'' Agggghhh ! '' she squealed, but he was rightfulness inside her now and the pain filled her whole body for a fleeting import before it dissolved into a strong feeling of pure ecstasy. She was floating on a cloud, looking down at her own body from heaven as waves of illicit delight coursed through her hale being.

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

'' 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 Scheol I 'm cumming ! ``

sudor dripped from mike 's forehead as he let fly within Julia 's over fill twat. Her mind exploded in a series of flashing Edward Douglas White Jr. twinkle as his cum forced its way into her furthest most unavowed parts.

'' Gee, '' Mike said inadequately as he pulled out and pulled his trouser up, `` That Sheila puts a hell of a squeeze on, I have n't cum that agile since eminent school ! ``

'' You finished ? '' a marvelous Australian asked.

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

'' More like you should lay off the liquor ! '' the 2nd Australian quipped, `` How much. ``

'' Charged me sixty five partner, '' Mike admitted.

'' sixty five ? '' he asked.

'' surely, '' Carla agreed, `` For a short sentence ! ``

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

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

'' wagerer safe than sorry, '' he said as he pushed down his khaki shorts and slid the rubber over his rooster, `` You set up Sheila, I 'm Bruce by the way ! '' he laughed and he quickly took up posture behind Julia and rammed his cock right into her with a singe thrust.

'' Fucking the pits she 's slippery, like a Haddock ! '' he gasped, `` So squeeze me, do something, I 'm like a mop in a pail 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 load without humping her more than a twelve times.

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

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

'' Like a Ferrari mate, monolithic rush and its all over, '' Mike said, `` Guess I 'd rather have a Nice slow screwing with ugly Sheila if I had my time again. ``

'' Fair do, '' said the third Australian, `` I 'll apply it a girl they hey ? ``

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

'' I need a drunkenness, '' Julia replied, `` Gee my kitty is on flak. ``

'' So do I, '' Carla agreed, `` But we have a waiting line, it will let to wait. ``

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

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

The sunset was salient, great spear of golden fire 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 inside showered by pint of steamy cum, her whole body shook with frustration, and the waiting men muttered among themselves.

'' Make it last more than two arcminute and get a refund ! '' Giorgio taunted, `` Roll up axial rotation up, one hundred dollars. ``

By now all the tables were occupied and hundreds or maybe grand of Edward Young men wandered around the commons looking for sex, the safe unprotected sex that they naively believed the antediluvian recipe of lubricant provided.

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

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

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

Julia was heroic now, she needed to cum, she gripped his cock as Charles Herbert Best she could but he was barely half as far into her as the Australians, `` On blimy, this is bloody fantastic, is it two minutes yet ? '' he asked.

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

'' Ca n't carry out much farseeing, Ohhhhh ! '' he exclaimed.

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

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

'' Bollocks, '' he replied.

'' Drink, '' Julia pleaded

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

'' Have a Good Book with Marco, maybe a swop ? '' she suggested.

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

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

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

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

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

The French people boy dropped his jean jeans and boxers and his penis hung hobble and lifeless.

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

'' swallow, '' Julia replied.

'' Ok, one mo, '' Carla replied, she took a bottle of Perrier water from her bag, took a swig and knelt down before the French person, `` take into account me, '' she said as she grasped his dig and kissed it.

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

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

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

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

'' So do something with her tit, impart her a good sentence too, '' Carla suggested.

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

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

'' Fucking in the bawdyhouse bar of course, '' he laughed, `` Nice and warm up and secret ! ``

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

Jean-Jacques suddenly grunted his hips spasmed and he started to throb as he started to shoot his burden, `` Ohhh, '' he cried.

'' Oh shit ! '' Julia cried in foiling as her totally being craved orgasm, oblivious now to the crowd of onlookers surrounding her as he fucked into her.

Giorgio|they returned Jean-Jacques was zippering up his knickers 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, retain her downhearted Carla, '' Giorgio ordered.

Julia was exhausted, she did n't need Julia 's hand to hold her, she just lay over the bench with her tooshie raised.

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

'' Not yet, '' Giorgio admitted as he watched Marco slip a condom onto his short fat cock and motion around behind Julia ready to fuck her.

'' Freebie right ? '' he asked.

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

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

'' Good, very good, '' Marco agreed and he slid back out of her again.
'' Let us take in a drink, I get Sabrina to fill in here, one here and now. '' Marco agreed, he wiped his still rigid cock and forced it back in his pants.

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

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

Sabrina was completely naked except for leather articulatio radiocarpea, ankle and collar simplicity 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 upright ! ``

Carla helped Julia up, her snatch throbbed and her human knee buckled as she tried to walk but Giorgio and Carla supported her as they helped her to take the air the c chiliad or so to the shops.

The shops were selfsame low rise Mediterranean dash whitewashed against the sun, each narrow frontage had a narrow door and a broad window in which a girl posed provocatively or against which the mantle were drawn as she entertained.

Each shop had one missy, only one young woman and one client was allowed by custom and local law, and only after sunset until before sunrise.

Julia stared, was this to be her future.

Bars and gild lined the specialise streets leading to the old town, too narrow even for donkey pushcart people jostled to move around.

Julia saw a line of uniform officers blocking the street, hope flared briefly and died as she saw they were preventing unlicensed women passing a argument of bollards, which separated the house of ill repute ginmill from the rest of the street, `` You should have read the notification, '' Carla said, `` No unlicensed lady of pleasure after 5pm. ``

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

A Danton True Young womanhood peered at them through the windowpane beside the entrance door, she looked blase.

The admission charge was one hundred dollars but the porter ushered them in on Marco 's instruction.

A barman looked on, swarthy, Spanish maybe, medium meridian and dressed only in gumshoe shortstop and a bow tie he stood grinning from behind the bar.

Several middle aged men sat at tabular array in the low room.

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

Julia froze as a fat middle aged man lifted her bird, his fingerbreadth touched her sex sending shivers of expectation and longing coursing through her veins.

'' She suck ? '' his admirer asked.

'' fifty, '' Marco chuckled, `` On your knees bitch ! '' he said.

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

'' But ! '' Julia pleaded.

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

'' Yes, you know what I likes, '' Marco agreed, `` Not too fat, skillful 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 week maybe, after that you can settle whether to rest on or not, that 's if he likes you. ``

'' Oh god ! '' Julia exclaimed.

'' So show 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.

'' suck ! '' Carl ordered.

Julia tried to hold out but Carla pried her lip open and the swart centre aged man began to fuck her face.

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

'' She no good, '' Marco explained, `` For brothel working girl, put her in the booth ! ''

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

'' I want to fuck her pissed ass, '' Marco explained, `` Nice virgin asshole. ``

Carla went towards the entrance threshold, just to one side was another room access which she opened to unwrap the buttocks of a new woman with the number 299 tattooed on her odd impertinence

'' Hanna, '' Carla said softly, `` Break clock time, '' and she lifted a wooden sieve to let out the raw
fair sex 's top half and the street scene beyond the window.

'' trade good, I get strangle, '' the woman replied as she stepped backwards to pass Carla, `` I do blow Job yes ? ``

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

Julia 's skirt came down easily but then had to liberate her hired hand to take out her blouse, `` One false 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 washbasin cubicle but the window was set in a thick wall and there was a stone ledge with half beat cups in it where coevals of bawd had been bent while men had used them.

A convenient come-on secured Julia 's neckband and as Carla eased her tits into the stone cups so she stared out of the tiny window at the citizenry passing by as Carla secured her manpower and infantry to press band and finally brought down the sieve against her lower back.

Marco was first up, but after five bit of trying to force his fat rooster up Julia 's cockeyed ass he gave up and rammed it brutally into Julia 's eager pussy.

'' Ohhhh, '' Julia wailed.

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

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

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

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

He looked at her, `` certainly honey ! '' he said, `` Why you 're the tongue if my daughter Julia ! ``

He went inside, `` Hey how a good deal for the fancy woman in the window ? ``

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

'' Right, so how much to fuck you darlin ? `` he asked Carla.

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

'' How about fifty ? '' he asked.

'' How about you lose fifty pounds and take a Bath ? '' Carla replied.

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

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

'' Say you finished, I got some serious business with that fancy woman ! '' Julia 's begetter insisted, `` She reminds me of my little Julia ! ``

Carla smiled, maybe just maybe a big payroll check was waiting.


To be continued ?