("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Whore House Lottery by Deadly Crystal (deadlycrystal@gmail.com) *** 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) *** * 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! END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 55