Emma knelt on the edge of the sofa and looked longingly at the man that had just entered the room. It wasn’t her bedroom, though it had a bed in it, it was just the room that she occupied at the brothel that she worked.

“Hiya babe!” she said as she stood up and walked towards him, her hips swaying from side to side as she made sure her tits jiggled a bit as well as she played with her hair.

The man looked nervous, but she arrived in front of him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder and then leaned it to kiss him. His nerves seemed to settle as he put his arm around her waist and his hand slipped slowly down to her ass.

She broke the kiss after a moment and tilted her head back a bit and let out a low moan, “God baby, grab that ass.”

With the encouragement he put his other hand on her other cheek and squeezed hard with both hands to her delight.

She leaned back a bit and then grabbed his head and pulled it down between her tits and let out a giggle as he shook them back and forth.

“God you made it just in time! I’ve been sooooooo horny!”

It was a lie of course, like just about everything else about her. Her hair, her tits, her lips, it was all a lie. One that she fought against every minute of every day, but had yet to win even a second of reprieve from.

She grabbed his hand and twirled around, taking each step by crossing one foot in front of the other as she lead him towards the bed. Once there she pushed him back on to it and her fingers quickly got to work stripping him of his pants and underwear. By the time both were on the floor his cock was standing at full attention.

She gave a wicked little smile and put her finger to the corner of her lips, “Oh my, is that for me?” she asked before lowering herself down and wrapping her lips around him after taking her bra off and tossing it aside.

With him fully inside of her mouth, she expertly removed her panties before getting serious about the blowjob, but once she did, her head was bobbing up and down in perfect rhythm.

They were all skill she’d never had before the divorce, but now came easily to her. Then again, she’d never worked a day in her life before the divorce either, but she spent every day at the brothel since.

She couldn’t even remember the last time she took a day off.

It was all the fault of that stupid “Perfect Divorce” arbitration company that she and her ex had gone to. She had expected to get a big settlement, but instead she gotten two week of intensive “training” to prepare her for her life after the divorce.

If she’d know it would entail days of being drugged and brainwashed, she would have run screaming from the place as soon as she could have. Unfortunately, by the time she figured out what was going on she had already signed the paperwork and been restrained.

She could still clearly remember the videos that had played on loop for days, every bit of information they had programmed in to her mind she could distinguished from the “real” her. She just couldn’t stop the programming from controlling her every action.

It was part of the settlement they told her, her ex had wanted her to know what was happening to her, to know that if she’d just remained faithful to him that none of this would be happening. That because she was unfaithful she would become the whore he thought of her as.

By the time she left to start her new life, they had broken her completely, dyed her hair, stuffed implants in her chest, inflated her lips, and then dropped her off at the brothel. She did know how many other “clients” of the company worked her, the building was large and she had seen at least a dozen other women in it at various times, all walking sex dolls like her.

She popped off of the clients cock and made eye contact with him before she lowered her head to the base of his cock and licked its length with her extended tongue. She she finished she flicked her tongue several times at his tip and then smiled widely.

“Mmmmm… baby, how do you want to fuck me? Do you want to fuck my tits? Or my pussy? Or my ass?” she said the last one with a wink.

“Mmmmm… come on baby, tell me you want to fuck my ass. God my ass has been empty for so long! I really want your big hard cock to pound my tight little ass…”

Those were a lie too, almost every client she had fucked her ass, mostly because she begged them to. Before he could answer she slipped her lips around his tip and gently sucked on it.

The client finally found his voice, “Y… you… your ass? You… really want that?”

She popped off his tip again, bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, letting out a moan before she answer, “God yes baby! I love a man that can really fuck my ass good. So don’t go easy on it, pound it as hard as you can. Can you do that for me baby? Can you promise to pound my ass as hard as you can for me?”

He nodded and she crawled up on to the bed and laid down on her back, grabbing her ankles she pulled her legs back until her ass raised in to the air, exposing her pussy and asshole at the same time.

“Come on baby, do it! Just do it!”

He managed to reposition himself around and push his cock up against her sphincter and she moaned loudly, “Yes, that’s it baby! Push it in hard! Push it in deep!”

He hesitated for only a moment, but as soon as she flung her head back and cried out in ecstasy he found his confidence and pushed in as far as he could before pulling back and repeating.

“That’s it baby, fuck my ass! Fuck is hard and deep! Mmmmmmm… god baby, your cock is amazing in my ass!”

“That’s it! That’s it! Harder! Harder! Fuck me like the cheap piece of ass that I am!”

“Oh god baby, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I want you to cum so deep in my ass that I can taste it! Oh god YYYYEEEEESSSSSS!!!” she cried out as her back ached and her whole body twitched as she felt him release inside of her bowels and her own orgasm followed.

By the time she recovered her senses, the client was gone, so she just laid there for a moment before getting up and heading to the bathroom to clean up before the next client arrived.

Because while almost everything she said was a lie, the orgasms weren’t and no matter how much she tried to deny it, she was hooked on them.

She could have taken a day off any time she wanted, but she never did, instead preferring the joyful bliss of the orgasms that came each and every time someone came in her ass.

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