On the coast in Italian Republic July 2013


Julia was bored, a typical American tourist wearing a floral print skirt and a tight red blouse which emphasised her ample D cup breasts she strolled along in the fair weather. One of the horde of foreign tourists thronging this antediluvian metropolis she had really wanted to spend the summer in California but her mother insisted they took a enlistment of the Mediterranean Sea instead,

sevener cites in two weeks with the retentive twenty-four hour period filled with dead flight of stairs and longsighted bus rides and now inn the late good afternoon Julia was desperate for some peace treaty and tranquility. She strolled idly towards the foreland with its drop top park and stunning views of the Mediterranean Sea sea and the legendary golden sundown as the sun set behind the far horizon.

The cliff top park came alive each eve at sunset as the sun scene was the cue for an loose air political party which spontaneously erupted in the parking lot, a tumid almost trilateral grassy spread out blank space between the town and the cliff edge, a swathe of grass with plenteous picnic board and bench with the headland 's cliff edges on two English. A curving row of store strawman pierced by narrow streets leading through the old township formed the third side of the triangle.

The old town, unchanged for yard of old age, peg down streets with gem sets for paving material, too narrow for cars or hand truck so everything was carried on hand carts since even Equus asinus carts were too spacious and even two hand handcart struggled to exit in places.

Traditional Mediterranean Sea low rise buildings provided the shop strawman, seemingly hundred of class old all painted Patrick Victor Martindale White against the glare of the sun and each with gaily painted shutters, and all closed during the heating plant of the afternoon as they awaited the sunset and the assuredness of the evening, the time when the old Ithiel Town came alive.



'' Do n't go anywhere alone, '' the enlistment guide advised, `` There are pick sack and worsened and when you get away from the master part of the town, the old town is known for drugs and prostitution and the Mafioso is very alive so please do not trust on the police and be careful. ``

Julia ignored the advice if she ever heard it, she just strolled along in the sunshine, past the stunted trees bent into the prevailing breaking wind, towards the dagger marked which marked the detail of the promontory and occasionally stopped to retain the stout handrail along the actual cliff edge.

She saw no drug dealers or prostitute or even gangsters, and after her stroll in the sunlight as she gripped the drop-off border banister and gazed at the ocean she did n't even realise she was in danger.

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

She grabbed at the bag but a teenage boy was already ten grounds away running like the air current with her handbag in his forget hand and the leaf blade of the tongue he held in his right hand flashing in the summer sun.

She opened her mouth to scream but no audio came out, shocked, she grasped the drop boundary banister and in panic she looked for help.

Two uniform police force standing by the shop class 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 linguistic process Julia could not understand.

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

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

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

The police force conferred.

'' You have document ? '' the second officer asked.

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

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

'' moldiness have papers, '' the instant policeman explained, `` Is law. ``

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

A twain approached, he in a sassy suit with spread out neck shirt, she in a disastrous dress reaching to her knee, the charwoman smiled, `` Are you having problem ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' No, '' said Julia.

Carla smiled, `` Lots of missy come here from all over EC, it is famous so the police 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 collar and triad, `` Put this around your neck, '' she suggested.

'' What no way, '' Julia protested.

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

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

'' We do this all the time, '' Carla explained, `` We rescue tourer and working little girl, look either you play the game, pretend that you are with us and pay our rescue fee, or you will spend at to the lowest degree a dark in the cellular telephone and maybe get a six calendar month prison time. ``

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

'' It will be exquisitely, '' 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 horrific ! '' Julia protested.

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

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

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

'' facial expression ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio gently lifted her long blonde hair and pried the springy collar apart to slide it around her neck opening, but she realised to refuse would probably think she was arrested so she just let him still the cloggy leash around her cervix and fasten it with a padlock.

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

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

'' When you pay us, '' Carla said, `` Until then you are our striver whore. ``

'' What ! '' Julia protested.

'' flavour, if you have no ID you have to be collared and chained it is the law, '' Carla explained,
'' The city law, the township law from the twenty-four hour period of Julius Caesar. It was for the protection of the slave girls originally but has remained in strength. ``

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

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

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

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

She felt the stale brand and heard the clink as Carla fastened the hired man handlock around her wrists.

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

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

'' Why not now ? '' Julia asked.

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

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

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

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

'' American ? There is no jail cell sound 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 require a grounds, but a fertile Americans are expected to pay big bribes, '' Carla smiled, `` But do n't worry. ``

Julia shivered, she felt cold despite the good afternoon heat, her thin white annulus 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 tabular array with a terrace and Julia carefully sat down.

'' It 's odd how custom persist, '' Carla explained, `` It was in Roman time, you see the slaves were being abducted so for their own trade protection they brought in the pinch and chain of mountains. ``

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

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

'' It 's the same today, girls form Romania, Lithuania, Persia, Republic of Iraq everywhere come her to take in a few clam, '' Carla explained, '' Without laws we would be over run with strange cocotte, but this way only the prettiest can sell and that way we keep the prices luxuriously. ''

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

'' Soon as the sun touches the sea you can spread up for business, '' Giorgio said helpfully as the sun cast golden beam of light across the sea as it slowly descended, `` Seven hundred dollars, sixty dollars a John, two evenings, but then there 's rent for the catch and elbow room, you secure hope you do it in one because otherwise you could be here for a very yearn time. ``

'' All summertime maybe, in a picayune back up way, because you wo n't bide pretty enough for the Park for very long. '' Carla added.

'' No you ca n't be serious ! '' Julia protested.

'' Sure we are, '' Giorgio suggested, `` Now just fall away off your panties and we can get started. ``

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

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

'' No ! '' Julia gasped.

Giorgio produced a modest but wickedly discriminating pen tongue, `` Hold still, '' he said as he eased it down the waistband of Julia 's chick and cut easily through the position and elastic waistband of her panties, first the left field and then the right.

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

'' I 'll get the rest period of the stuff and nonsense, '' Carla said, `` Give me her horseshoe. ``

'' No ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio grabbed Julia 's plastic flip floating-point operation and handed them to Carla.

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

Julia looked around desperately for a means of evasion, there was no one conclusion who looked American, she could not swear the police force, it seemed hopeless and then Carla returned.

'' Your sizing ? '' she queried as she produced some very tire black strap shoes with maybe four or five column inch hound, she jammed them on Julia 's groundwork and clicked them in office with a padlock through the articulatio talocruralis strap.

'' I ca n't walk in heels, '' Julia protested.

'' Sure you can, '' Carla laughed, now a duet of final touch, she said as she took stout leather cuffs from her bag and fastened one around Julia 's unexpended ankle joint fastening three strap and then the rightfield before attaching a short chain between them.

Next Giorgio held Julia 's arms while Carla fitted similar cuffs around Juila 's wrists instead of the handlock, leather cuffs with a connecting Sir Ernst Boris Chain, and then she put the bright handcuffs away.

A bunch was gathering, spilling out from the old Ithiel Town and approaching along the drop-off path, almost exclusively young men, `` It is nearly time, '' Carla announced, `` expect the sun ! ``

Julia looked, `` You see Arab lady of pleasure could not come out in the sun or they burn brown like negroes so after the fall of Egypt Caesar pronounced no whore should be abroad before sun down. ``

Someone chanted, `` Ten, '' then mortal elase joined, `` niner, '' `` octad '' the cry grew tatty. ``

'' One last matter, '' Giorgio declared, `` You must demo your bosom 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 call you ? '' Carla asked.

'' Julia, '' Julia replied.

'' It causa you, '' Giorgio replied as he lifted Julia 's skirt and placed an exploratory digit on her belly where the soft John L. H. Down of her pubic region 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 spot that began to spread as his fingerbreadth began to ease within her.

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

A neat sunshine rose up as quite suddenly all the shutters on the shop fronts opened revealing bright red lighter illuminating the near naked women within.

'' Seven hundred dollars, time to go to work ! '' Giorgio whispered as he wormed a third finger's breadth into Julia 's sopping vagina.

Carla gently squeezed Julia 's mammilla, 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 especial blend of herb and spiciness to ward off evil flavor. ``

'' Like KFC ? '' Juila asked.

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

The crowd was moving towards her Julia noticed and she became cognisant of a line of near naked lady friend approaching, all bare breasted and collared and chained as she was and attended by a minder, `` dozen, '' Carla explained, `` One for each tabular array, but you get the best board, sassy meat fresh today. ``

'' Prime snatch, '' Giorgio agreed, `` We 'll see if they will pay a hundred dollars, maybe ease up a discount later. ``

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

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

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

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

'' flavour dog rough, '' a marvelous suntanned young Australian explained, `` How 's about fifty. ``

'' seventy five ? '' Julia suggested as she stared at his all-encompassing berm and rugged weatherbeaten face.

'' fifty dollar bill, '' he repeated.

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

'' Nah I need a bed mate, hows about sixty five ? '' the Australian suggested.

'' OK, '' Giorgio says.

'' Great, '' he agreed, `` I reckon its best to roll in the hay al fresco, do n't need t switch the sheets, '' he laughed as he handed over the ten dollar bill bills.

Carla gave him five clam alteration, `` unfold up then doll, lets see the fuck hole, '' the Australian quipped as he dropped his trouser to reveal the biggest penis and ballock Julia had ever seen.

'' Oh my god ! '' she wailed.

'' Yeah, expiation guaranteed ! '' he said, `` I 'm microphone by the way. ``

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

'' Nah doggy, '' Mike suggested so Giorgio pulled Julia back to have her bend over the tabularise end.

Giorgio showed Mike how wet she was by thrusting three finger's breadth cryptic inside her and then Mike 's cock was pressing against her soft pinko puss lips.

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

'' Naturally, and she has regular health check mark, '' 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 real laborious against her.

'' Agggghhh ! '' she squealed, but he was right inside her now and the pain sensation filled her unanimous body for a fleeting second before it dissolved into a warm touch sensation of vestal ecstasy. She was floating on a cloud, looking down at her own body from heaven as waves of illicit pleasure coursed through her whole being.

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

'' Gee that 's some aroused 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 ! ``

hidrosis dripped from mike 's forehead as he let fly within Julia 's over filled cunt. Her brain exploded in a serial publication of flashing white visible light as his cum forced its way into her furthest most secret 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 ready since high schooltime ! ``

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

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

'' Thomas More like you should lay off the booze ! '' the second Australian quipped, `` How much. ``

'' Charged me sixty five married person, '' mike admitted.

'' Sixty five ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

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

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

Julia twisted troll to appear at her assailant.

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

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

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

'' Like a Ferrari better half, massive rush and its all over, '' Mike said, `` Guess I 'd rather feature a nice decelerate nookie with ugly Sheila if I had my time again. ``

'' Fair do, '' said the third Aussie, `` I 'll chip in it a missy they hey ? ``

Julia flopped back onto the table, `` You 're doing well, a hundred and thirty in 15 minutes ! '' Carla chuckled.

'' I need a drink, '' Julia replied, `` Gee my pus is on fervidness. ``

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

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

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

The sunset was prominent, gravid spears of golden fire lighting up the ocean as the Spaniard eased his throbbing erection into Julia 's fiery pussy.

He thrust briefly and grunted and all too soon Julia felt her insides showered by pints of sticky cum, her whole consistency shook with frustration, and the waiting men muttered among themselves.

'' Make it utmost more than two second and get a refund ! '' Giorgio taunted, `` pealing up gyre up, one hundred dollars. ``

By now all the board were occupied and hundreds or maybe thousands of unseasoned men wandered around the park looking for sex, the safe unprotected sex that they naively believed the ancient formula of lube provided.

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

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

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

Julia was do-or-die now, she needed to cum, she gripped his pecker as best she could but he was barely half as far into her as the Australian, `` On blimy, this is fucking fantastic, is it two arcminute yet ? '' he asked.

Carla shook her head, `` Not yet, '' it was actually 20 seven seconds. ``

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

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

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

'' Bollocks, '' he replied.

'' beverage, '' Julia pleaded

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

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

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

A slim French people 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, `` Is there somewhere private ? ``

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

The French boy dropped his denim jeans and boxers and his member hung limp and lifeless.

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

'' drinkable, '' Julia replied.

'' Ok, one moment, '' Carla replied, she took a feeding bottle of Perrier weewee from her bag, took a draft and knelt down before the French person, `` Allow me, '' she said as she grasped his shaft and kissed it.

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

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

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

'' Ohhhh, '' he exclaimed, `` Is in effect ! ``

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

'' Oui, Jean - 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 row, '' he laughed, `` Nice and strong and secret ! ``

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

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

'' Oh shit ! '' Julia cried in frustration as her unhurt being craved climax, forgetful now to the gang 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, hold her down 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 backside raised.

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

'' Not yet, '' Giorgio admitted as he watched Marco slip a rubber onto his short-change fat cock and move around behind Julia fix to fuck her.

'' freebee right ? '' he asked.

'' taste tester, '' Carla agreed, `` You like her then she 's one thousand dollar bill American. ``

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

'' Good, very serious, '' Marco agreed and he slid back out of her again.
'' Let us give birth a drink, I get Sabrina to replete in here, one moment. '' Marco agreed, he wiped his still fixed tool 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 carpus, ankle and taking into custody control very to those Julia word, the dying ray of sun shone on her Diospyros ebenum skin, `` She usually works in the bar, the fresh air will be honest ! ``

Carla helped Julia up, her festering throbbed and her knees buckled as she tried to walk but Giorgio and Carla supported her as they helped her to walk the hundred chiliad or so to the shops.

The shop were identical low rise Mediterranean mode whitewashed against the sun, each peg down facade had a nail down door and a wide window in which a girl posed provocatively or against which the drapery were drawn as she entertained.

Each shop had one girlfriend, 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.

bars and night club lined the narrow streets leading to the old townspeople, too specify even for donkey carts people jostled to move around.

Julia saw a line of uniformed officers blocking the street, Hope flared briefly and died as she saw they were preventing unlicensed adult female passing a line of bollard, which separated the bordello streak from the sleep of the street, `` You should have read the notices, '' Carla said, `` No unlicensed cocotte after 5pm. ``

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

A youth char peered at them through the windowpane beside the entrance door, she looked bored.

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

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

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

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

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

'' She suck ? '' his friend 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 worry, '' she said.

'' But ! '' Julia pleaded.

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

'' Yes, you know what I likes, '' Marco agreed, `` Not too fat, nice boob, 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 decide whether to stick 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 resist but Carla pried her oral fissure open and the swart midriff aged man began to have sex her face.

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

'' She no near, '' Marco explained, `` For brothel whore, put her in the cubicle ! ''

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

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

Carla went towards the incoming door, just to one side was another door which she opened to reveal the tush of a Pres Young charwoman with the number 299 tattooed on her depart cheek

'' Hanna, '' Carla said softly, `` Break prison term, '' and she lifted a wooden screen to reveal the nude
cleaning lady 's top half and the street fit beyond the window.

'' commodity, I get cramp, '' the woman replied as she stepped backwards to pass Carla, `` I do blow out task yes ? ``

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

Julia 's skirt came down easily but then had to release her hands to remove 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 privy kiosk but the window was set in a thick wall and there was a endocarp shelf with half unit of ammunition cups in it where generations of whores had been bent while men had used them.

A convenient come-on secured Julia 's collar and as Carla eased her tits into the stone cups so she stared out of the tiny window at the people passing by as Carla secured her hands and substructure to iron rings and finally brought down the screen against her lower back.

Marco was first up, but after five transactions of trying to drive his fat cock up Julia 's tight ass he gave up and rammed it brutally into Julia 's tidal bore pussy.

'' Ohhhh, '' Julia wailed.

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

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

She saw her dad, with a chained nude prostitute, 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 girlfriend Julia ! ``

He went inside, `` Hey how lots for the whore in the window ? ``

'' One hundred dollar bill 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 Syrian pound and take aim a bath ? '' Carla replied.

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

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

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

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


To be continued ?