I won't say how old we were, but we were out of school. In school I had been a cheerleader. On the squad with me was this girl who always had something new and she showed it off, lots of clothes and accessories. She also walked around with money. I asked her how she got the money because she came from the same neighborhood and I knew she didn't have money.

After a lot of asking and swearing to stay quiet, she told me that there was a lady who helped her out, but that if I wanted her to introduce me I couldn't say no. I asked her if it was drugs and she said no, it was a lot of fun if you wanted to enjoy it. She pulled up close and whispered that if you had sex with men you could make more money than your parents did. She asked me if I was game, because she had already told me too much and I needed to go with a man that afternoon. Plus you always got more money if you were a new girl.

We went to see this woman at this house and she acted like nothing was going on. My friend told me to show her my boobs and show her my pussy and tell her that I had never been fucked, which was true. After she looked at me and I had gotten totally undressed she asked me if I was willing to fuck an old man, because she knew an old man who would pay very well to fuck me. I said I didn't care, I wanted to know how much money I would get and when she told me I agreed.

She drove me to this house and told me to around the back and go in, not to wait around, just go in and not to let anyone see me. He didn't even take off all my clothes, he just took off my pants and fucked me and then he wanted me to leave and he slapped me on the face. He called the lady and she was waiting for me.

The next man wanted me to be naked. He had me suck him but I couldn't get him that way so I got fucked and he kept me there naked for a couple of hours. They were all different, and I got a lot of money.

One day my friend came by and asked me if I was willing to do a party, we would be paid double. Three other girls and the two of us went to this house and we went in through the garage. There were a couple of men there and they just looked at us and we were told to go into this den and they locked the door on us. We waited for a while until the other two men had come and they came in and locked the door. They told us to wear these soccer shirt without pants or panties. The lights were turned off and they put on masks and they told us that if they caught us they would fuck us, but the girl that didn't get fucked got a prize.

After a while one of them yelled out 'Goal' and one of the girls shouted out in pain. Then another 'Goal' and another girl screamed. The sound of the furniture being thrown around, the sound of the girls screaming and crying, then 'Goal' and another girl screamed. I felt a hand grab me and pull me down, my head was put in a head lock and I could feel his penis against me as he tried to bend me over, I finally fell to my knees and I was bent over and he fucked me and he yelled 'Goal'. A second later I felt this painful burn on my thigh and I yelled, it hurt so bad, he told me he was going to burn me on my pussy. I was burned again on my leg and then the lights came on and one girl was standing by herself. Those of us that were caught were put in a chain around our necks and she was given a large amount of money. The party lasted all night, she was never touched, she just watched what they did to us.

Before sunup they had us picked up. The lady treated our burns, the burns had symbols, we had been branded. We got double our normal rate. I never agreed to do another party. I met a man who wanted me and I quit after eighteen months to go with him. I miss my own money, but I am scared to free lance and he would probably kick me out if I did.

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by Anonymous on Jan 31, 2017 at 8:17 AM

Not to mention diseases you can catch, some lethal.

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by Anonymous on Feb 8, 2017 at 10:19 PM

Prostitution is a dangerous game without
connections. Even then, it can be the most terrible
connection in the world.

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by Anonymous on Feb 10, 2017 at 12:55 PM

Growing up and living in a large city I met a few friends who fancied themselves "sex workers" In old fashioned parlance, prostitutes. I met them "after" they had dropped out of the trade for various reasons. One of them, Nan, worked in an upscale house where men (and some women) paid $250 an hour. Nan did around eight to ten clients a day and they came so fast while fucking her that by the end of the day she was so frustrated and horny she would jump on her live-in boy friend and fuck his brains out.

Another lady I met, perhaps the most successful, was from "high society" (not talking about drugs) and had a clientele of ten well-off men she actually met socially through her father. Each paid a monthly fee of %6,000 and this would grant them access to her schedule. This was all tax free to her so she made close to a million a year doing that. I met her while looking for an apartment in NYC and she simply disclosed her background to me as I drove her along, since she was also looking for a place. I never kept in touch with her but never forgot her. No way in hell I could afford her. She was attractive but even if I had the cash...no business here.


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