On the coast in Italy July 2013


Julia was bored, a typical American tourist wearing a floral photographic print annulus and a tight red blouse which emphasised her sizeable D cup breasts she strolled along in the sunshine. One of the host of alien tourists 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 Sea instead,

Seven cites in two hebdomad with the long daytime filled with short flights and long bus ride and now inn the deep afternoon Julia was despairing for some peace and tranquility. She strolled idly towards the headland with its drop-off top ballpark and stunning views of the Mediterranean sea and the legendary golden sunset as the sun set behind the far horizon.

The cliff top park came alive each even at sundown as the sun background was the cue for an undefended air party which spontaneously erupted in the park, a large almost triangular grassy loose space between the town and the cliff edge, a swathe of grass with bountiful picnic tabular array and workbench with the headland 's drop edges on two sides. A curving row of shop class figurehead pierced by constrict streets leading through the old town formed the third side of the triangle.

The old townsfolk, unchanged for thousands of twelvemonth, narrow streets with stone hardening for pavement, too pin down for cars or hand truck so everything was carried on hand handcart since even Equus asinus pushcart were too wide and even two manus handcart struggled to go along in places.

Traditional Mediterranean low rise building provided the workshop figurehead, seemingly century of old age old all painted White River against the brilliance of the sun and each with gaily painted shutters, and all closed during the rut of the good afternoon as they awaited the sunset and the cool of the eve, the time when the old town came alive.



'' Do n't go anywhere alone, '' the tour guide advised, `` There are pick air pocket and high-risk and when you get away from the main persona of the Town, the old town is known for drugs and whoredom and the Mafioso is very fighting so please do not rely on the police and be deliberate. ``

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

She saw no drug trader or prostitutes or even gangsters, and after her stroll in the sunshine as she gripped the cliff bound handrail and gazed at the ocean she did n't even realise she was in danger.

She did n't even realize individual was behind her until she felt the shoulder strap of her handbag suddenly snap.

She grabbed at the bag but a teenage boy was already ten yards away running like the hint with her pocketbook in his odd handwriting and the blade of the knife he held in his right paw flashing in the summer sun.

She opened her oral cavity to scream but no auditory sensation came out, shocked, she grasped the cliff sharpness handrail and in scare she looked for help.

Two uniformed police standing by the workshop 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 spoken communication Julia could not understand.

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

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

'' My money, my speech sound everything ! '' Julia explained.

The police conferred.

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

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

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

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

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

A duo approached, he in a fresh causa with undefended neck shirt, she in a black garb reaching to her knee, the woman smiled, `` Are you having problem ? '' she asked.

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

'' Ah, no papers ? '' 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 Community, it is famous so the police crack cocaine 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 pinch 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 working girl 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 girls, look either you play the plot, pretend that you are with us and pay our delivery fee, or you will spend at least a Nox in the mobile phone and maybe get a six month prison conviction. ``

'' 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 payoff. ``

'' That 's outrageous ! '' Julia protested.

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

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

'' Oh, try this, '' Carla sighed and she pulled a impenetrable alloy slave collar with a range of mountains from her bag
and handed it to Giorgio.

'' spirit ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio gently lifted her recollective blonde tomentum and pried the springy leash apart to slither it around her cervix, but she realised to resist would probably have in mind she was arrested so she just let him ease the grievous taking into custody around her neck and fasten it with a padlock.

Carla handed each policeman an American language hundred dollar sign bill 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 slave whore. ``

'' What ! '' Julia protested.

'' feeling, if you have no ID you have to be collared and chained it is the law, '' Carla explained,
'' The urban center law, the town law from the years of Julius Caesar. It was for the protection of the striver female child originally but has remained in force play. ``

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

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

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

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

She felt the coldness steel and heard the click as Carla fastened the paw handcuff around her wrists.

'' looking at, 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 occupy and sneak you away. ``

'' Why not now ? '' Julia asked.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Why exactly ? '' Julia enquired.

'' Believe me they do n't need a grounds, but a rich people Americans are expected to pay big bribe, '' Carla smiled, `` But do n't care. ``

Julia shivered, she felt dusty despite the afternoon heating, her fragile bloodless chick 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 verbalise, '' 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 times, you see the striver were being abducted so for their own protective cover they brought in the collar and chain. ``

'' Before that the slave female child would be raped and robbed but with the chain their babyminder 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 class ago ? ``

'' It 's the same today, girls form Romania, Lithuania, Islamic Republic of Iran, Iraq everywhere come her to make a few dollars, '' Carla explained, '' Without laws we would be over run with foreign prostitute, but this way only the prettiest can trade and that way we keep the cost high. ''

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

'' Soon as the sun touches the sea you can open up for line, '' Giorgio said helpfully as the sun cast golden rays across the ocean as it slowly descended, `` Seven one hundred dollars, 60 dollar bill a King John, two evening, but then there 's rent for the pinch and room, you better hope you do it in one because otherwise you could be here for a very long time. ``

'' All summer maybe, in a short spinal column way, because you wo n't persist pretty enough for the Park for very long. '' Carla added.

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

'' certain we are, '' Giorgio suggested, `` Now just slue off your panties 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 modest but wickedly sharp pen knife, `` postponement still, '' he said as he eased it down the waistband of Julia 's skirt and cut easily through the incline and elastic waistband of her panties, 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 relaxation of the stuff, '' Carla said, `` Give me her shoes. ``

'' No ! '' Julia protested but Giorgio grabbed Julia 's plastic flip flops and handed them to Carla.

'' look out the sea, pall, '' he suggested.

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

'' Your size ? '' she queried as she produced some very wear out nigrify shoulder strap shoes with maybe four or five inch heels, she jammed them on Julia 's feet and clicked them in place with a padlock through the ankle strap.

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

'' Sure you can, '' Carla laughed, now a dyad of final sense of touch, she said as she took stout leather cuff from her bag and fastened one around Julia 's entrust ankle fastening three straps and then the right wing before attaching a shortsighted mountain range between them.

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

A crowd was gathering, spilling out from the old town and approaching along the cliff path, almost exclusively young men, `` It is nearly meter, '' Carla announced, `` Look the sun ! ``

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

Someone chanted, `` Ten, '' then mortal elase joined, `` nine, '' `` octet '' the cry grew tawdry. ``

'' One hold out matter, '' Giorgio declared, `` You must show 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 phone you ? '' Carla asked.

'' Julia, '' Julia replied.

'' It suits you, '' Giorgio replied as he lifted Julia 's annulus and placed an explorative finger on her belly where the soft John L. H. Down 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 fingers were on the hot moist spotlight that began to overspread as his digit began to comfort within her.

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

A great sunniness rose up as quite suddenly all the shutters on the shop front end opened revealing bright red light source illuminating the near naked women within.

'' Seven hundred dollars, fourth dimension to go to ferment ! '' Giorgio whispered as he wormed a third finger into Julia 's sopping vagina.

Carla gently squeezed Julia 's tit, 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 limited blending of herb and spices to ward off evil spirits. ``

'' Like KFC ? '' Juila asked.

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

The crew was moving towards her Julia noticed and she became aware of a subscriber line of near naked girls 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 beneficial table, fresh marrow fresh today. ``

'' Prime slit, '' Giorgio agreed, `` We 'll see if they will pay a hundred dollar mark, maybe give a discount later. ``

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

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

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

'' Si signior, One hundred dollar bill American language, '' Giorgio explained.

'' expression dog rough, '' a marvelous tan Thomas Young Aussie explained, `` How 's about fifty. ``

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

'' L, '' he repeated.

'' fifty dollar bill, '' Giorgio replied, `` For a shock job. ``

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

'' OK, '' Giorgio says.

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

Carla gave him five dollar mark change, `` Open up then doll, lets see the fuck hole, '' the Aussie quipped as he dropped his pants to reveal the heavy penis and bollock Julia had ever seen.

'' Oh my god ! '' she wailed.

'' Yeah, gratification guaranteed ! '' he said, `` I 'm mike by the way. ``

'' Julia, '' Julia explained, `` appear ! '' but Giorgio had swung her onto the board top.

'' Nah doggy, '' microphone suggested so Giorgio pulled Julia back to have her bend over the put off end.

Giorgio showed microphone how wet she was by thrusting three fingers cryptical inside her and then microphone 's peter was pressing against her lenient pink snatch lips.

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

'' Naturally, and she has unconstipated health assay, '' Carla lied.

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

'' organ pipe down, '' Mike hissed, `` Its not one-half in yet, '' he said and he thrust rattling hard against her.

'' Agggghhh ! '' she squealed, but he was redress inside her now and the pain in the ass filled her whole physical structure for a fleeting moment before it dissolved into a lovesome spirit of pure exaltation. She was floating on a swarm, looking down at her own consistence from heaven as waves of unlawful pleasure coursed through her whole being.

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

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

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

'' Gee, '' Mike agreed, `` Oh fucking Inferno I 'm cumming ! ``

Perspiration dripped from microphone 's frontal bone as he let fly within Julia 's over filled bitch. Her mind exploded in a series of flashing Theodore Harold White lights as his cum forced its way into her furthest almost privy parts.

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

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

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

'' Sir Thomas More like you should lay off the spirits ! '' the second Australian quipped, `` How lots. ``

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

'' Sixty five ? '' he asked.

'' Sure, '' Carla agreed, `` For a little fourth dimension ! ``

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

'' 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 Bruce by the way ! '' he laughed and he quickly took up position behind Julia and rammed his cock right into her with a singe thrust.

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

Julia twisted bout 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 onus without humping her to a greater extent than a dozen times.

'' Told you mate, '' Mike laughed, `` Stick to the ugli fruit OK, '' he suggested as Johnno pulled out.

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

'' Like a Ferrari Paraguay tea, massive rush and its all over, '' mike said, `` surmisal I 'd rather have a nice tiresome fuck with ugly Sheila if I had my time again. ``

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

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

'' I need a drink, '' Julia replied, `` Gee my slit is on fire. ``

'' So do I, '' Carla agreed, `` But we have a queue, it will have 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 sundown was spectacular, great fizgig of gold fire lighting up the ocean as the Spaniard eased his throbbing hard-on 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 unharmed body shook with foiling, and the waiting men muttered among themselves.

'' Make it last-place more than than two minutes and get a refund ! '' Giorgio taunted, `` bankroll up Roll up, one hundred dollars. ``

By now all the tables were occupied and 100 or maybe K of young men wandered around the park looking for sex, the safe unprotected sex that they naively believed the ancient recipe of lubricant 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 pinko musculus, Carla stifled a giggle, and watched as he fumbled as he tried to point it into Julia 's waiting cunt.

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

Julia was do-or-die 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 all-fired marvellous, is it two minutes yet ? '' he asked.

Carla shook her headspring, `` Not yet, '' it was actually twenty seven irregular. ``

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

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

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

'' Bollocks, '' he replied.

'' drinkable, '' Julia pleaded

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

'' Have a discussion 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 slim French people boy approached, `` Bon nuit ! '' he said awkwardly.

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

'' Oui ! '' he agreed and paid Carla with a fifty dollar Federal Reserve note, `` Is there somewhere individual ? ``

'' And lose the sundown, no, the experience is the experience of life, enjoy ! '' Carla replied.

The French boy dropped his jean blue jean and boxers and his penis hung limp and lifeless.

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

'' crapulence, '' Julia replied.

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

It stiffened instantly, she licked it and finally opened her rima oris to take 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 respectable ! ``

'' So do something with her mamilla, consecrate her a effective time too, '' Carla suggested.

'' Oui, Jean - Jaques, go for it ! '' his Quaker 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 lovesome and private ! ``

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

Jean-Jacques suddenly grunted his hip spasmed and he started to shudder as he started to shoot his warhead, `` Ohhh, '' he cried.

'' Oh shit ! '' Julia cried in thwarting as her unanimous 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, `` well drive ? ``

'' 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 call for 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 shaft and move around behind Julia make to love her.

'' freebee right ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

Marco returned before Carla had finished arguing with a couple of Pres Young men who were trying to negociate a discount.

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

Sabrina was completely naked except for leather radiocarpal joint, ankle and collar restraints superposable to those Julia countersign, the dying beam of light of sunlight shone on her ebony skin, `` She usually works in the bar, the sassy air will be good ! ``

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

The store were identical low rise Mediterranean vogue whitewashed against the sun, each contract frontage had a specify door and a wide windowpane in which a girl posed provocatively or against which the curtain were drawn as she entertained.

Each shop class had one girl, only one little 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 clubhouse lined the narrow streets leading to the old town, too narrow even for donkey carts multitude jostled to make a motion around.

Julia saw a line of business of uniformed officers blocking the street, hope flared briefly and died as she saw they were preventing unaccredited women passing a short letter of bollard, which separated the bawdyhouse streak from the rest period of the street, `` You should sustain read the bill, '' Carla said, `` No unlicensed harlot after 5pm. ``

'' It was n't, '' she said, `` I do n't empathise the speech ! ``

A young charwoman peered at them through the windowpane beside the entrance room access, she looked bored.

The admittance charge was one hundred dollar mark but the doorkeeper ushered them in on Marco 's instruction.

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

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

'' Fresh marrow, '' Marco laughed, `` feel it ! ``

Julia froze as a fat middle aged man lifted her skirt, his fingers touched her sex sending shake of anticipation and longing coursing through her veins.

'' She suck ? '' his friend asked.

'' 50, '' Marco chuckled, `` On your articulatio genus bitch ! '' he said.

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

'' But ! '' Julia pleaded.

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

'' Yes, you know what I likes, '' Marco agreed, `` Not too fat, nice 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 hebdomad maybe, after that you can determine whether to abide on or not, that 's if he likes you. ``

'' Oh god ! '' Julia exclaimed.

'' So render me how you suck cock, '' Marco demanded as the man paid his L 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 mouth heart-to-heart and the dusky middle aged man began to roll in the hay 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 good, '' Marco explained, `` For house of ill repute whore, put her in the cubicle ! ''

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

'' I want to have it off her tight ass, '' Marco explained, `` Nice Virgin son of a bitch. ``

Carla went towards the entrance threshold, just to one side of meat was another door which she opened to reveal the prat of a vernal woman with the routine 299 tattooed on her left cheek

'' Hanna, '' Carla said softly, `` breaking clip, '' and she lifted a wooden CRT screen to give away the naked
woman 's top half and the street scene beyond the window.

'' Good, I get muscle spasm, '' the woman replied as she stepped backwards to pass Carla, `` I do blow chore yes ? ``

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

Julia 's doll came down easily but then had to eject her hands to remove her blouse, `` One imitation 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 lavatory cubicle but the window was set in a thick wall and there was a stone shelf with one-half unit of ammunition cupful in it where generations of whores had been bent while men had used them.

A convenient hook shot secured Julia 's arrest and as Carla eased her tits into the stone cupful so she stared out of the tiny windowpane at the the great unwashed passing by as Carla secured her hands and feet to iron out rings and finally brought down the screen against her humiliated back.

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

'' Ohhhh, '' Julia wailed.

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

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

She saw her dad, with a chained bare 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 saliva if my girl Julia ! ``

He went inside, `` Hey how much 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 wing, so how often 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 50 ? '' he asked.

'' How about you lose fifty pound sign and take a bath ? '' Carla replied.

'' Hey, no penury to be personal, '' he replied, `` I 'll expect. ``

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

'' Say you finished, I got some serious business with that whore ! '' Julia 's sire insisted, `` She reminds me of my small Julia ! ``

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


To be continued ?