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Whore House Lottery
by Deadly Crystal (deadlycrystal@gmail.com)
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Welcome to Mr. Charles's Myrtle City Whorehouse. Visit
one of his talented beauties at a fixed rate, or try
your luck at the underground lottery- for 500 dollars
you get a go at one of these fabulous prizes. (Mg, ped,
reluc, mast, bd)
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* Underage girl, with condom
* Tit-job
* Deep-throat Special
* All-you-can-fuck, anal only, one visit
Then those are those special, terribly rare prizes.
* Virgin- alone or with a friend
* Fuck till she's pregnant!
* Twins, no questions asked, no time limit
And so on. When an undercover cop comes, Mr. Charles
and the lovely Sun Mai know just how to take care of
him. The clientele never leaves unsatisfied. Come and
place your bet, gentlemen!
The lottery system pleased everyone. A gentleman who
attended the top Myrtle City underground brothel could
buy whores on a fixed scale, or he could pay 500
dollars to receive a ticket which was placed on a
wheel. The many options on the wheel shone brightly in
cheery red and black paint. The board options changed
every night, but the theme was always similar.
* Blow job special
* Blow job, Latina
* Fuck with condom, White Blond
* Anal fuck with condom, White Brunette
* Two girls, anything you want with condom, one hour
* Hand job, Black girl
* Hand job, Asian
Of course, some items appeared on the wheel more than
once- hand jobs and blow jobs made up 80% of the board.
These were things the men would never pay $500 for
ordinarily, but it was worth it for a shot at some of
the really special items which they had a one in a
hundred chance at, such as-
"Underage virgin, no condom."
Which appeared in gold glitter, as did "Make her
pregnant!" which was a package deal in which the winner
got three hour-long, unprotected fucks, redeemable at
the buyer's schedule, during which he could try his
hardest to get his choice of the young girls knocked
up. The pregnant girl then became new peg options on
the wheel for the duration-
* Pregnant fuck with condom
* Tit job, pregnant
* Pregnant fuck, no condom
Several of the patrons suspected that the wheel was
rigged, probably jealous and irritated that they had
spent tens of thousands at the wheel and all they had
gotten in return was a few blow jobs by the older
girls, but their protests were always silenced as these
complainers inevitably won the chance to fuck the
latest 12 year-old import pregnant, or a no-questions-
asked hour-long session with the silent, tiny blond
Ukrainian twins the patron, Mr. Charles, picked up on
his last trip East.
So, overall, every single Myrtle City patron was highly
satisfied with their brothel. Sure some of the men went
months without a lucky win, and some assholes seemed to
get all the luck, such as one hulking gentlemen whose
claim to fame was knocking up two sad-eyed girls
generally assumed to be sisters, within the span of a
year. He claimed that his luck would never run out, and
boasted that when the baby girls, for they were both
girls, grew old enough to fit a dick inside, he'd win
the right to bust their cherries. Overall, everyone was
happy with the arrangement.
Mr. Charles smiled. He liked the brand loyalty all this
inspired. He had customers who had been coming for
almost 20 years, the length of the brothel's existence
since the business had really picked up in the 80's. He
had skilled workers who had been born in this very
brothel, whose mothers he had watched breast feed them
as a lucky lottery winner blew his wad in sticky
strands over the pair.
He smiled particularly tonight, because he knew Myrtle
City metro police were visiting tonight, under cover.
He knew exactly how the night would go, as it always
did.
They sent a young cop. This was good. This was very
good. Myrtle City law allowed brothels to exist,
provided that the women were well-provided for and of
age. This was not the case for their brothel, but the
public didn't know that- only the most loyal patrons.
The casual visitor was assured that the "underage girl"
was actually a talented barely-18, and so on.
The cop spun the wheel. It was fixed, of course, and it
landed on "2 girls, anything you want with condom, one
hour."
Yes.
The cop was led upstairs by a girl Mr. Charles knew to
be 15, but who could easily have passed as 18 given her
sizable rack, and nudged onto a bed. This was Sun Mai,
Mr. Charles's daughter (although she didn't know it-
she called him Papa, but that was what all the girls
called him.) and she was immensely talented at her job.
With one long fingernail, she flipped off his radio
switch, and stopped his recording device as she laid
his jacket over a chair. Mr. Charles watched through a
secret two-way mirror, and smiled.
Sun Mai unzipped the officer's pants, and pulled out a
medium-sized cock, pink and red and erect under her
cool fingertips. The cop pulled out a gold condom, but
with a shake of her lovely black hair, she silenced his
protests. She lowered her head over the dick's juicy
bulb, and swallowed it like it was nothing. She had an
amazing mouth- sensitive and hot, extremely well-
trained with no hint of a gag reflex. Mr. Charles knew
this well.
He had been training her in cock-sucking since the girl
had been eight years old, old enough to want to impress
her father-figure. He had taught her the way a men
likes lips pursed around the base of his cock, the way
he likes it when his balls are gently sucked. He had
taught her to love cock. He taught her to love the
taste of a man's cum, a taste she had become accustomed
to over the years and could pretend to relish.
He loved his little Sun Mai. She could have fetched
close to a million dollars for her first fuck, under
the table of course and separate from the lottery
system, but on a wintry morning after the best blow job
in his entire life he had rolled over, caressed her
silky back with his grasping fingers, and slid inside
her incredibly tiny hole, gasping dryly into her
perfect shoulder.
It had been quick, delicious, and intoxicating, and as
he came inside her, with a grateful sob, he stroked her
silky hair and kissed away her few tears. He felt a bit
guilty afterwards, and to make himself feel better he
licked at her pussy until she came. It was the same
every time after that- the blow job, the quiet,
desperate fucking, his tongue flicking at her little
clit. It was perfect every time.
She was an extremely valuable commodity, so the very
next day he put her on birth control. She had been on
it now for two years. No matter how juicy the pussy on
a busty redhead, or how luscious the tits on a black
beauty purchased on the cheap from an inner city pimp,
or how succulently tight the cunt on an eight year-old
being punished for trying to escape the brothel was, it
was always Sun Mai Mr. Charles went home to at night.
Sun Mai knew this, and for this reason was the most
respected and powerful whore in the establishment.
There was no way this young police officer could stop
now. Mr. Charles tugged at his own hard-on to watch his
daughter gulp on this boy, to watch her bob almost out
then swallow him whole again. The cop was out of his
senses, and didn't notice as the lights were lowered
and the other girl was led in, gagged, and strapped to
the bed behind him, totally nude, and laid spread-eagle
behind him.
The cop was close, he was going to cum any moment. Mr.
Charles had total trust in Sun Mai, but he felt nervous
anyway. The transition had to happen soon. He breathed
a sigh of relief as he saw it happen.
Sun Mai pulled up off the cop's cock with a popping
sound, and licked the tip of his penis. He was
breathing hard.
"What? ... What!? You can't... don't stop now, you
can't stop now!"
Sun Mai smiled. Mr. Charles grinned to see how much she
looked like him when she did that. "Sir, you won two
girls. You must finish in my friend. Help her, she
wants you inside her."
Mr. Charles could sympathize with the agony the young
officer must have been going through. To be that close,
with this exotic beauty before him- he had to cum, he
had to spew his goods or he would die, that was how he
felt. Nearly blind in the dark room, he groped, felt
the form behind him, and crawled over it. Like a mad
man, he fell on the girl, impaling her with his dick,
the memory of Sun Mai's perfect mouth lingering like a
butterfly kiss.
Mr. Charles turned up the audio on his video camera and
could hear clearly the sucking and smacking sound as
the cop pounded inside, and the grunts, and what must
have been whimpering behind that gag. He jerked himself
to climax to the sounds, soaking a lotion-filled tissue
with his potent sperm. He handed this to Ben, an
extremely intelligent young lad of unsure parentage he
was grooming to take over when he was old enough. For
now, the handsome little man was learning humility-
that his status as favorite didn't mean he couldn't get
a dick in his mouth the minute he misbehaved. Ben
dropped the tissue in a waste basket with a smile. He
was a darling child.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Not too long inside the girl, the
cop was finished. He came loudly, with a sort of yelp,
rising over her body as though trying to drain all the
cum he could inside his partner. With trained eyes Mr.
Charles grinned to look where milky streams of jizz
would soon be leaking. The cop fell, obviously spent,
on top of the girl, to the bright lights and flash
sound of our cameras going off, catching this officer
of the law in a post-coital embrace with little blond
Charity, who at nine and a half was the age we always
gave the cops we were planning to blackmail.
Charity was no virgin- in fact, Mr. Charles himself had
raped her silly just a couple of hours ago for her
failure to complete her share of the house's chores.
Typically a gentle man, Mr. Charles was not above using
considerable violence to bring home a lesson to one of
his girls. Since he never used condoms with the
underage girls, he had her tested by the brothel's very
discreet doctor once every week. It paid to be sure.
He sympathized with her now; she must have been quite
sore. Despite her experience with men, her vagina was
quite small still and she hadn't yet taken a man's cock
without crying, although her lack of skill at blow jobs
meant that she had a dick up her snatch on at least a
weekly basis. Come to think of it, he couldn't remember
a time when little Charity had been a virgin.
She was one of those pretty little things that always
seemed to be obliging some client or another, even
rubbing her little bottom against any numbers of dicks
as a toddler. She was not one of Mr. Charles's
daughters, at any rate he didn't think she was, and
mentally he was adding her to the peg for tomorrow
night's entertainment-
* Underage blond, no condom,
One of those rare, gilded-letter wins his patrons so
enjoyed.
Mr. Charles patted the girl's head ("It's okay, Papa's
here") as the sniveling officer was led away to look at
the evidence against him- another steady source of
income over the years. Perhaps he would even become a
client. The happy proprietor mentally took Sun Mai off
birth control and limited her sexual access to him.
Having children around was so useful!
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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