New York Whore Chapter 5

  New York Whore

Chapter Five.

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Everything was ready when she arrived at the venue. The lights, the wardrobe, the stage; everything just waiting for her like it would have been in any other normal show. Everything except for one thing: The purple box waiting for her in the dressing room with a jewel butt plug of the same color inside. Selena inspected the object and felt very intimidated by its considerable size, but she was also very curious about it.

After putting it back in its box she peeked at the big room from behind the stage curtain. Two hours before, when the Boss' men had put her in a black S.U.V. to take her back to the big city, she'd been biting her nails, anxiously trying to guess what the place would look like, how seedy the whole thing would be. But seedy wasn't the word to describe it at all... looking at the small auditorium it struck her how much Gilberto had spent to make every detail look almost exactly the same to what she used in her concerts, even going as far as to get a live band for the occasion.

"Wow, this is... not what I was expecting," she told Santos when he walked in the dressing room, wearing nothing but white clothes as was his custom.

"You don't like it?"

"No! I mean of course I like it! It's beautiful! It's... even better than my touring setup, I just didn't think it would be like this."

"And what did you expect? A dirty conference room filled with horny men like the night we met? No, Selena, I am not an amateur like your boyfriend was," he told her, admiring her young, tanned body clad in a tight and purple middle-eastern outfit, "You might be a whore... but you're also a star."

"Thank you, Mr. Santos," she timidly said, "But I still don't understand what I'm supposed to do..."

"You will do whatever they want you to, Selena, and you will let them do whatever they want to you."

"They?"

"Yes, Manuel is here with his 2 sons. Now, whether they all choose to make use of you will be up to them."

"I don't know if I can do this..."

"You can and you will," he asserted, "Or I'll send you back to your old life so your little boyfriend can keep selling you on the internet. You don't want that, do you?"

"No! Please, don't send me away, Mr. Santos! I'll do whatever you want!"

"Good. Manuel Estrada is one of my most important clients, he's been waiting for the opportunity to meet you and he paid me a small fortune to do so. You'll get your cut of it, obviously."

"I don't care about the money..."

"Of course you don't, you're already rich. What you care about is being used, that's what makes you so special to men like Estrada and I."

Selena looked down at the floor, ashamed of how easily the truth in Gilberto's words could pierce through her armor.

"I want you to make him happy, to pleasure him as if it was me. Do you understand, Selena?"

"Yes, Mr. Santos but..."

"What?"

"After I do the song, will they take me to another room or...?"

"Heh, no. Like I said, Selena, you're the star of the show, and the show takes place on the stage, naturally."

"You mean I have to... in front of the band?"

"Not just the band, Estrada's men are here too," he pointed out, pulling back the curtain so she could see the small auditorium's seats being slowly occupied by mostly mexican men, "But don't worry, your dancers will take care of them, all you have to worry about is impressing Manuel."

"There's too many people here I've never--"

"Listen to me, whore!" Santos yelled with an exasperated tone the latina had never heard him use with her before, "You are my prized possession, a 24 year old, world famous pop star from the Disney channel, willing to sell her cunt to powerful men because it gets her off. That makes you one of the most coveted whores in the entire world."

"I'm s-- sorry, Mr. Santos," she whimpered as her eyes started to water, "I don't want to disappoint you, all I want is to please you, to be... with you."

Santos sighed and tenderly stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, "Look at me, preciosa. Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight? Do you want me to make love to you? To fill you with my seed again?"

"Yes! Of course! That's all I want!" she cried out with desperation.

"Then you will perform like I told you to. If you do your job I'll have you back in my bed tonight."

"You promise?" she asked with a sad smile, wiping away the tears.

"I promise, preciosa," he replied before leaving a short kiss on her lips.

"Then I will, Mr. Santos! I'll go out there and do everything you want. I'll make you proud to own me!"

"Of course you will. Now look, Estrada and his sons are here. I should take my seat, the show is about to start."

"Will you be watching me too?"

"I will. I wouldn't miss it for anything," He replied before leaving the room, sending a shiver of excitement through the girl's body.

The 4 maids from the night before came in dressed in purple outfits that matched Selena's. All of them laughing and chatting, they didn't seem nervous at all and the young latina envied their carefree attitudes at a moment like that.

"You ready, dear? Did you put the plug in?" Joanne asked while she made sure every detail on the girl's look was perfect.

"I... don't know how to put it in, I've never... worn one before," Selena admitted and her cheeks began to turn red, "I think it might be too big for me..."

"Well, the Boss bought it for you so you don't really have a choice..."

"He did?"

"Aww, you're such a cutie!" Maggie said, lifting up the singer's skirt.

"What are you--"

"She's going to help you, Dear," Joanne explained while she coated the plug with lube. Selena rested her elbows on the dressing table and gasped quietly when Maggie's lubed finger penetrated her tight asshole.

"Shh, relax, baby," she whispered softly in the girl's ear, "Just let me get you nice and ready, ok?"

"Mmph! ...ok," she replied with difficulty as her legs weakened and her pussy moistened. Maggie's finger felt good inside her, it felt amazing, but when the cold metal of the plug made contact with her sensitive anus she got nervous again. "Please... go slow," she pleaded when the thing started stretching the muscles of her ass.

The first night with Santos was the only real anal experience Selena had and as she felt the plug going deeper and deeper her mind traveled back to that moment when she has being held by his thugs and her anal virginity was taken from her. The plug was thicker than Santos' penis and when Maggie finished pushing it inside Selena let out a sharp cry of pain followed by a long sigh of pleasure.

"There, it's in," Joanne stated, admiring the shiny purple jewel now fixed between the star's ass cheeks, "Looks pretty good."

"You think so?" Selena asked, spreading her butt and looking at it in the mirror. She walked to the other side of the room to test how it felt. It was a little uncomfortable but the sensation of walking around with something so naughty up her ass was extremely arousing. "Do you think they'll like it?"

"I'm sure they will, Dear. Now let's go do our thing."

The women started walking toward the stage and Selena felt the hole in her stomach getting bigger. She could hear the men's noises in the background, the hearty laughs and coarse voices claiming for their presence. The women stood behind the curtain and the lights went up, a machine began filling the stage with white smoke and the noises grew louder. Selena felt like she was about to walk into a battle, not a show, and she started to shake, her breath becoming more erratic with each passing second. In all of her years acting and singing for people she had sold-out many theaters, even stadiums, but she had never once felt so cripplingly nervous.

"Here, finish this," Joanne instructed her, putting a red plastic cup in her hand.

"What is this?" asked the fearful brunette.

"It's just tequila, to help you with the nerves."

Suddenly a man with a black suit walked on stage and grabbed the mic:

"Good evening, gentlemen. I know you all are anxious to get to tonight's entertainment so I'll be brief."

"YOU BETTER BE, CABRÓN!" one of the men from the back row's shouted, triggering a big laugh from the small crowd. Selena chugged the drink and coughed at the strong taste.

"Heh, yes, as I was saying... before we begin I think we should all give a round of applause for the two generous men who made this event possible, I'm talking about Mr. Gilberto Santos for providing the girls and the venue and Mr. Manuel Estrada for paying for everything, of course."

The men clapped, cheered and whistled and Selena saw only the hand of her buyer between the creases of the curtain, waving back at his thugs to thank them for the applause. She turned to her sides and noticed a few more women had joined them, ones she had never seen before. She started biting her nails and Joanne stopped her by grabbing her hand and holding it, then Maggie reached for her other hand and together they stood hand in hand, ready to start the show.

"And now, without any further, here she is, the one you all came here for. You've probably seen her many times performing on tv or teasing you in one of her sexy music videos, maybe even back in her sexy

witch days as a Disney girl; but I can assure you that you've never seen her like this before..."

The curtain began to open and the young singer held Maggie and Joanne's hands very tightly.

"Now here she is for your pleasure, the beautiful, the young, the innocent girl of your dreams... SELEEEENAAA GOOOOOMEEEZ!!!"

The women walked barefoot on the cold stage floor in the midst of a deafening roar from the crowd and

Selena was finally able to take a good look at the man that had bought her for the night. He was big and grossly obese with a thin moustache that framed his fat lips, grinning menacingly at her. She was immediately repulsed by everything about his sweaty, unappealing appearance and the thought of having to pleasure him sickened her. For a fraction of a second she considered just running away from it all, then she looked at the balcony next to the stage and saw Gilberto's sharp eyes glancing at her. His presence was like an invisible chain holding her there and his gaze a whip guiding her actions. There was no chickening out, she realized, not anymore.

The band played the first notes of "Come and Get it" and all of the texan singer's training seemed to come back to her. She forced a smile, the smile that always got her through those difficult moments, and went into the choreography of a song she had performed live hundreds of times.

To her surprise, Maggie, Joanne and the rest of the whores knew all of the dance moves and executed them perfectly as if they were part of her touring group. That, plus the alcohol running through her veins, gave her a lot of confidence to temporarily forget she'd be doing more than singing that night.

The sexy latina sashayed around the floor, exaggerating the sensual dance moves of the already sexually charged choreography she knew so well, smiling and winking at the horny men shouting dirty things at her as she ran her hands down her toned thighs and teased the crowd with brief peeks of her cute butt under the thin strings that composed the skirt of her costume.

As the song reached its final minute the other whores joined her in the center and began groping the hot girl as part of the show. Selena smiled and continued to move her arms and her hips in a suggestive manner while the women ran her hands all over her body, exhilarating the crowd.

Maggie got on her knees and pulled Selena's skirt to the side with a mischievous smile, showing the crowd she had nothing else under there. The men clamored for the young whore's shaved mound and Selena felt her cheeks blushing. Thousands, if not millions, of young people had clapped and cheered for her all around the world but it was nothing compared to the exhilarating feeling of having those strange men who could not care less about her music go wild at the sight of her smooth pussy.

Maggie stood up and kissed her on the mouth, followed by Joanne and the others and Selena got more and more turned on. She wasn't nervous anymore and as the whore's continued to make out with her on stage she started to fantasize about pleasuring all of those men.

Finally the end of the song approached and Selena took her place on a big wheel of white light in the midst of the floor.

She lied down on it and adopted the final pose where her pussy and her plugged asshole were in full display for the guest of honor. The crowd went crazy for it and she felt the cold air hitting her sweaty legs before realizing that wasn't just sweat dripping down her inner thighs. She was incredibly wet and no one had even touched her yet.

The band started to play another one of her songs but she knew there would be no more singing, the crowd was too excited, the dancers had already started taking off their costumes and she was too horny to pretend she wasn’t completely into it.

As she lied on the wheel she caught a glimpse of Estrada. The man she was supposed to pleasure that evening was sweating profusely, armpit stains were clearly forming even on his vest and he was staring at her shiny pussy with his mouth open and his hand on his crotch. He was one of the most revolting humans she'd ever seen and with that awareness came another moment of self-doubt and fear. But even through the internal turmoil she kept thinking of Gilberto watching her from up there and the smile armor never left her face.

"I can't do this!" she started screaming inside her mind as the women helped her stand up, "I can't let that disgusting man touch me!"

She looked around the place for a way out, her panicked mind desperately trying to work out some form of escape from that seemingly unavoidable situation but then her gaze found Gilberto again. She saw him smiling proudly at her and the instinct to flee was silenced. He made her feel reassured, like coming out of the water and being able to breathe again. As long as he was there she would be safe and if he believed in her there wasn't anything she could not do. Those two ideas suddenly became powerful certainties that filled her with the courage she had been lacking most of her life and she stopped worrying so much.

"I'll make Gilberto proud, I'll earn the right to sleep in his bed, to feel him inside me again."

With renewed determination the dark haired beauty walked slowly towards the fat man and stopped just a couple of steps in front of him.

She posed for the crowd while her dancers removed her outfit and rubbed oil all over her naked body. Glistening under the purple lights she looked like a goddess among humans. The plug in her ass felt like a part of her now and the wetness running down her thighs reaffirmed her conviction. Her body was urging to be used and she was gladly going to let that happen.

"Ven aquí, chiquita," Estrada ordered. His voice was whiny and feminine and as he grabbed Selena and made her sit on his lap the foul smell coming out of his mouth hit her directly. The stunning brunette resisted the urge to gag at his bad breath and kept smiling while he took her left breast in his mouth and nibbled on her nipple to a huge roar from the crowd.

Joanne arrived with a big suction cup dildo that matched the purple color of the jewel in Selena's anus and stuck it to the floor circle where she had finished her routine. "Excuse me, Mr. Estrada, but the show is not over yet," she told the obese man and winked at him with her big tits dangling out of her chest like two watermelons in grocery bags. Selena kissed him on the cheek, stood up and smiled back at Estrada when he slapped her cute butt as she walked away from him.

First she got down on her knees, looking back at the men she spread her pussy lips and teased her clit a little bit while she opened her mouth and swallowed the thick tube of plastic as a prelude of what was coming. The lecherous audience encouraged her with a thundering cacophony of shouts, clamors and whistles and Selena smiled and blew a few kisses at them before adjusting her hips and slowly coming down on the purple toy.

"Oh, wow... this is big!" she thought as the plastic began to stretch her walls and fill her insides. It was painful but Luca and Kimberly had already taught her that if she hung in there the pain would eventually turn into something amazing. And it did. After she finally got the whole thing inside, Selena began riding the toy, rocking her hips very slowly and carefully at first and then quicker and quicker, loving the way the ribbed silicon surface felt inside her sensitive cunt.

"FUCK YEAH, MAMACITA, RIDE THAT THING!"

"RIDE IT GOOD, SELENA, 'CAUSE I'M NEXT!"

The excited thugs kept shouting at her and even though their exact words were unclear through all the surrounding noise their effect was not lost on the young whore, turning her on even more. As a performer she'd always enjoyed the energy from the crowd, but that night no one cared that she had hit every note in the song perfectly, it was all about how good she looked all oiled up and on her knees, riding a plastic cock with a jewel in her asshole. That thrilled her to no end and, lifting her face to look at Gilberto, she started shaking and moaning, riding the dildo harder and faster until all of her body tensed and convulsed 4 times.

"MMMMMMMMNNNNGHH!!!" the sweet whore moaned as she climaxed on the toy. The public loved it and their reaction was deafening, causing Selena to smile shyly at them as she lifted her hips and let the toy slide out of her.

Her smile wasn't fake anymore, she was enjoying all of it and was ready for more. Maggie gave her a few seconds to recover before helping her up and while Selena blew more kisses at the crowd Joanne offered the creamed dildo to them. Every single one of them lifted their hands and Joanne threw it randomly with a flirty grin. There was a small battle in the 5th row to see who got to keep the toy and it made Selena laugh. Watching so many men fight for something that had just been inside her made her feel wanted, relaxed and happy to show her new fans what else she could do.

With her legs still a little bit wobbly from the orgasm she made her way back to Estrada's lap. He welcomed the petite singer in his arms and rubbed the girl's wet slit with his middle finger, collecting some of the pussy juice and cream that hadn't stayed on the dildo before pulling out and offering it to Selena, who promptly wrapped her lips around his finger and sucked it clean. The mexican Boss grabbed her hair and forced a kiss upon her. It was sloppy, foul tasting and revolting but Selena did not back away from it, she reciprocated every clumsy movement of his tongue with her own while switching the position of her legs until she was straddling his twitching bulge with her small hips. The unpleasing kiss continued while Selena rubbed her wet pussy against his crotch like a horny animal. Everything about Estrada was repulsive but just knowing that Gilberto was up there watching her made her want to go on. If the man she loved wanted her to fuck that disgusting fatso nothing was going to stop her from making him proud.

She undid his zipper and took out his dick. It was chubby, hairy and smelled bad; just like the rest of him. Still, she grabbed the small shaft and rubbed the head against her slit, getting it wet before leading it into her opening. His hairy hands grabbed onto her firm ass cheeks and squeezed them hard while he thrusted his uncircumcised cock inside. Selena let out a soft whimper and placed her hands on his shoulders, riding him slow at first just like she'd done with the dildo.

"You're so fine, mamacita!" the fat man praised her while his fingers played with the jewel in her ass.

"Thank you, Mr. Estrada" she replied with a proud smile.

"Estrada no... you call me Papi!"

"Mmm yes, Papi. Whatever you want."

Selena kept pleasuring her client, slowly starting to get more comfortable with him and, much to her own surprise, her body was strongly reacting to the fat man's touch. Up to that point and despite how much she had struggled to embrace her new life as a paid whore, she'd been lucky enough to only be sold to Luca and Gilberto, men who she wouldn't have normally desired but that were nonetheless clean and decent-looking. Estrada on the other hand... he was every bit as disgusting as before, even more so now that he was in close proximity, but, for reasons she did not understand, he was waking up something in her that she had no idea was there. He was creepy, ugly and vulgar, the fact that his disgusting penis was inside of her made her want to puke... and somehow all of that made her want to be fucked even more.

"Gilberto was right..." she thought while he kissed and slobbered her perky breasts, "I want to be used, I... I want to be humiliated..."

"Gilberto tells me that you mexican, is that true?"

"Mnngh! Yes, Papi... my-- my father is... mexican," she replied, getting a thrill out of hearing her master's name while he fucked her. The beautiful slut's thoughts turned into a mess, she felt embarrassed and disgusted by her own depraved desires but unable to resist them. She pushed against Estrada's flaccid body with more energy, working his manhood with the same circular movements of her hips that Gilberto seemed to enjoy so much.

"Fuck me, Papi, fuck me harder!" she cried in the mexican's ear, frantically riding his cock until she felt it twitch and spurt cum inside her while groaning like a pig. The texan girl lifted her head and looked at the bright red mass of loose skin and sweat that was her client's face, he grinned at her with drops of sweat running down his double chin and she had to avert her eyes.

"I can't believe I just fucked... that," she lamented in her mind as she began to get off of his lap and watched a couple of drops of semen drip out of her pussy and land on the man's tan colored pants. She looked up at the balcony hoping to find strength in Gilberto but his seat was empty. Then her eyes turned to Estrada's ugly little cock sticking out of his fly, bent to one side and rapidly becoming flaccid amidst a wet spot of her own lubrication. The unseemly image forced the perverted thoughts out of her mind and suddenly the reality of her situation became clear again. She was scared and all she wanted was to leave.

"Where you going, mamacita?" Estrada said as she turned away from him, grabbing her arm and stopping her in her tracks.

"Oh, I was just--"

"Leaving?"

"Yes... since we're finished I thought that--"

"No finished!" he resounded, "I pay you for all night, chiquita, you not getting away now..."

"But you--"

"I introduce you to my two sons. He is Rafa," he said pointing at a short young man in a black suit that looked like a younger clone of the mexican Boss, "The other over there is Neto. Big fans of you!"

"Umm, hi..." she greeted the two well-dressed young men that had been sitting behind Estrada the whole time. It surprised her how young they seemed even thought they looked almost exactly like their father.

"Like teenage versions of him..." she thought, looking at their fat faces with an upset stomach.

"Come here," the one in the black suit told her with almost no accent, staring at her shaved pubis while grabbing his crotch.

"I... should probably go wash first," she replied, nervously taking a couple of steps back.

"No. Come here," he repeated with a stern tone while his older brother struggled to take off his leather jacket.

"But I was just with your father and--"

"You have two more holes, puta. Now do what you're told," Neto told her menacingly, standing next to her. He had a huge scar that crossed his lips and extended all the way to his right ear and Selena couldn't stop herself from wincing when she saw at close range, then she just froze right there in front of them, feeling like all of her confidence had left with Gilberto. She looked around the place desperately trying to find him so she could feel safe again but there was nothing but a horny mob of men shouting and bellowing while they gangbanged her "dancers" who were doing their best to pleasure the seemingly unending sea of cocks, fingers and tongues lunging at them.

"Oh God... are they going to do that to me?" she wondered, looking at Maggie being double penetrated in the middle of a group of men trying to push their cocks into her gasping mouth. Selena's heart was going a million beats per minute and she was thinking of her family as one of Estrada's sons grabbed her. "My mother would die of shame if she knew what I'm doing right now. When was the last time I talked to her? I can't remember..."

A strong push startled her and she fell face down on the youngest son's lap, the impact caused her to lose her breath and as she gasped for air her mouth was filled with sweaty mexican meat. "Suck it, puta!" the man she was resting on ordered before spanking her ass. She began to swirl her tongue around his uncircumcised cock until he grabbed her head and held it in place. Selena closed her eyes when he began fucking her whore mouth, thinking about all of the places in the world she could be in, all of the cool things she could be doing instead of being there being fucked by complete strangers. She felt a hand pulling out the butt plug and then pushing it back in, again and again with no regard for how much it was hurting her.

"How did I end up here? Why am I doing this?" her mind kept repeating. Her eyes were focused on the big floppy belly in front of her, wiggling grossly all over the place with each pump, smearing her beautiful face with sweat every time he shoved his dick down her throat as she gagged and moaned, struggling to breathe. The gag reflex made her eyes water and for a moment she was relieved, she was too scared to cry in front of them but now she finally had a legit reason for it.

"If I get through this I'm going back with my family, I can't do this anymore," she said to herself, noticing that the mexican Boss was hard again and watching attentively with fire in his eyes.

"Get up, puta," she heard him say, "Take it out. Show me."

It took her a few seconds to figure out what he was talking about and they were not pleased with her hesitation.

"What the fuck are you waiting for, slut?!" the oldest son yelled.

She gulped and turned around, shaking again just like before the show. Neto moved his chair next to her and told her to use it but she couldn't move.

"Ándale puta! You be good girl and give a show like before! No pretend you shy after I fuck you, I don't want to complain to your Boss... or I punish you myself?"

"No..."

"No qué?"

"...Papi," she answered, completely defeated, "I'll be good." She sat down with her chest leaning against the back of the chair and her ass sticking out in front of them. All she could think about was wanting to get out of there, to go back to her family and her old life. She tried to summon the fake smile that could get her through the night but it just didn't seem to work anymore.

"What you wait for?" She heard him say and she turned her face away so they couldn't see her crying, then she reached back and wrapped her fingers around the purple jewel. Slowly and carefully she began to pull the metal object out but her anus was too tender and unaccustomed to the rough treatment Estrada's son had given it so she had to stop.

"Go on, puta, show it!"

"I... can't," she cried suddenly, full of sadness, "It hurts..."

"We don't care. You better do what my father says you or I'm gonna teach you what real pain is, you fucking puta!"

"But--"

"And when I'm finished with you I'll go straight to Santos and throw your sorry ass on his doorstep and I'll tell him his prized whore isn't worth shit. Is that what you want?"

"No!" she cried desperately, the shame of disappointing her dear Gilberto taking over and prompting her to action. "I'll be a good girl, Papi, I promise".

The disturbed girl took a deep breath and started to pull out the metal toy, biting her lower lip to mute the whimpers caused by her anus stretching to its limit, before letting out a long sigh of relief once it was out.

"Bien, bien..." the fat Boss muttered while Selena licked the butt plug, tasting her own ass for the first time while her mind tormented her with thoughts of her mom taking her to church and teaching her about the value of chastity.

"A woman must be pure above all else," she could hear her mother saying while she leaned forward and stretched apart her ass cheeks with her shaking hands, inviting the young men to take advantage of her puckering hole.

"Ven para acá," one of them said, pointing at the floor space between him and his brother.

"Friends, money, possessions... they can all go away, Sely..." the voice in her head continued, "...but you can only lose your dignity if you allow it. Remember that."

"I will," she could see her teenage self replying a long time ago as she got on her knees and started to stroke the brothers uncircumcised pricks. She started sucking one cock, bobbing her head up and down until it was glistening with her saliva before switching to the other one, making sure to stroke them slowly and evenly with each hand and struggling with the weird form of pride she felt when they started squirming in her grip. She could not stop thinking of how disappointed her mother would be if she found out about all of it but those thoughts kept crashing against the undeniable satisfaction that came with a stranger melting in her hands.

"Siéntate aquí, putita," Rafa told her and again a jolt of excitement coursed through her. He grabbed her small waist and pulled her down, guiding her hips so that his rod lined up wit her pink button.

"Ow..." the pretty whore cried softly when she felt her sore anus stretching again, but just as she started to carefully ride the cock in her ass the other brother walked up to her, pushed down her head and forced her to swallow his meat again. As she bent forward to accommodate both of them the pressure in her rectum increased and she started remembering that night when Gilberto had fucked her in the ass for the first time. She closed her eyes and imagined it was him pumping her from behind. The surrounding noise became quieter and quieter until she could no longer hear the massive orgy going on around her, all she was focused on hearing were the heaves and grunts her master had made the night they met.

"Ungh! mmm! yes, fuck me me harder!" she screamed all of a sudden when Neto pulled out of her mouth and let her catch her breath. Rafa responded by ramming her tight hole as hard as he could, "Uh! yeah! fuck my ass! I LOVE IT!" she continued to the surprise of the younger brother who had no idea she wasn't speaking to him at all, but to the fantasy she had constructed as a coping mechanism. Neto shoved his cock in her mouth again and kept pushing it deeper inside. He expected some resistance just like before but Selena surprised him too when she willingly accepted his dick all the way to the back her throat. In her mind it had transformed into Abel's black cock and now she couldn't wait for that familiar feeling of having it shoot warm cum down her throat just like all those times before.

"Unngh! Trágatelo, puta!" Estrada's Son told her and she knew just enough spanish to understand she was about to get exactly what she wanted. As the thick globs of semen began filling her mouth she got completely lost in her own fantasy, the idea of being fucked by the two men she loved was just what she needed to get off. She swallowed Neto's load and started to shake and moan, feeling her orgasm approaching. Rafa pushed her down to the dirty floor and savagely fucked her ass with all of the strength he had left until she cried out: "OH GOOOOOOODDDD AHHH!!!" and climaxed just as her ass began to fill with hot cum.

"Muy bien! You did very good, putita," Estrada complimented her as she lied on the floor, "Now show me..."

The sweaty and messy whore reached back and parted her butt cheeks again, panting like she'd just ran a marathon while a thin stream of semen flowed out of her worn asshole and dripped down to her labia. She looked around the room again and noticed everything had gotten less noisy, most of the men seemed to have had their fill of the dancers and the few that were left were busy jacking off to Elsa and Kimberly's scissoring show all the way to the back.

"I did it..." she thought, "I survived, I can go back home now!"

Selena tried to get up but slipped on the slimy floor, then she felt someone grabbing her hair. It was Estrada standing behind her with his chubby penis in his hand. He forced her head back and ejaculated right on her eyes and forehead. She felt someone pick her up and carrying her away. Her eyes stung and began tearing up, when she tried to see what was happening everything was blurry and unclear. The brunette tried to wipe her eyes but her hands were covered with oil and sex and it only seemed to make it worse, so she had to close them again.

Helpless and in the dark she heard a lot of men shouting indiscernible things until a storm of gunshots almost deafened her.

"SELENA!!!" she heard Maggie scream before the sound of a door closing muffled the noises and the change in temperature told her they had taken her outside.

"What-- what is going on?! Where are you taking me?!" she said, kicking and struggling in vain.

"Cállate, puta!" A voice yelled at her. It was Estrada, she had no doubt about it but there was nothing she could do. She felt something like a towel being put around her head and her arms and legs being tied.

"Let me go! Where is Gilberto?!" she cried out in absolute panic.

"Gilberto? ...heh, ahorita está muy ocupado. Te vas a ir conmigo, chiquita."

Selena didn't know a lot of spanish, but she understood just enough to know she wouldn't be sleeping with Gilberto that night.

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To Be Continued...