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The large man was pounding hard into Michelle's pussy as she lay on the small bed. The bed springs were squeeking loudly and the bed was slamming into the wall of the tiny room. He was grunting and about to cum. He had chosen not to wear a condom. It was always the john's choice. The man slowed a little in his thrusts as he pumped his seed into the pretty little wife. He moved to suck on her right nipple and then moved up a little higher on her tit with the full intention on marking her with his hickey.

Michelle started to cry, but held back as best as she could. Michelle and her husband had planned on starting a family. They had hoped she would get pregnant on their vacation in Mexico along the Mayan Riveria. Now here was yet another man cumming in her unprotected womb.

Her pussy already felt worn out, yet she knew that the night had only begun. This was only her third trick for the night. She knew there would be many more. Everyone wanted to fuck a pretty young American wife.

The man thrust his tongue deeply into Michelle's mouth as he finished squeezing out the last of his cum into her pussy and leaving a new hickey on her tit. He was proud of himself. He and many of the other men had laughed about giving her a baby. He hoped he had been the one. He rolled off of her. Michelle was glad to get out from under his big belly. It had been hard to breathe.

Michelle was pretty. Her shoulder-length medium brown hair had life to it, bouncing about her head as she walked. Her green eyes seemed to give life to her pretty face. Her 36D breasts very nicely topped her 25 inch waist and 37 inch hips.

Michael and she had married five years ago. They had put off a family until they were better settled financially. At thirty, Michael was two years older than Michelle. They both had good jobs. He had become somewhat successful in the energy business. She was the secretary to the president of an accounting firm.

Everything had been going great until that horrible night. It had been less than two weeks ago. They had gone with some others from their resort to a popular nightclub downtown. She had dressed seductively in a short dress that showed off her assets very well. Michael had insisted that she wear it. She hadn't worn a bra. He liked her looking "hot", and she certainly did.

It had been getting late, Michael had drank too much, and Michelle was trying to get him into a taxi to go back to their resort. Michael had insisted on one last drink at the bar next door before they left. As they entered, Michelle felt uncomfortable. None of the others from the resort were inside. It was dark and as her eyes adjusted, she could see several men sitting around the bar. The few couples dancing where all Mexican. She couldn't see any Americans.

Michael had walked up to the bar and Michelle followed him, noting the stares of the men around her. He ordered them two drinks, although she insisted that he didn't need one and she didn't want one. As Michael was downing his drink, a strange man came up and asked to dance with Michelle.

She told him "No,thanks". He insisted in his broken English. Michael finally told the man that he could dance with his wife.

As they walked to the dance floor, Michael stumbled. When they started to dance, Michael fell down and Michelle tied to help him up.

Two men came over and helped him up and walked with Michael and Michelle outside. They said they would get them a cab. Michelle remembered being thankful for their help.

Just then a white van pulled up and the side door opened. Michelle could see some men sitting on the floor and that there were no back seats. Before she could say anything, the men pushed both Michael and Michelle into the van. The door shut, and the van sped off.

Immediately the men grabbed Michelle and ripped at her dress. When Michael tried to help her, one of the men hit him and held him down. It wasn't hard to do in Michael's intoxicated state.

Ripping her dress open, the men grabbed for Michelle's tits, ass, and pussy. One man held her arms down above her head. He leaned over and sucked on her tits as another man pulled her panties down.

Michelle was screaming and kicking. When her foot contacted with the chest of the man trying to get her panties off, he slapped her hard. She was stunned. He moved on his knees up her body, taking his dick out. He grabbed her hair and lifted her mouth to his cock.

Michelle held her lips closed and shook her head "no!"

The man slapped her again, harder than the first time. Tears came from her eyes. Her head was ringing. As her mouth fell open, the man forced his smelly dick inside.

Michael had had his hands taped behind his back and his ankles taped together. As he tried to protest, one of the men hit him hard in the stomach. He vomited immediately. Another man kicked him several times. The van stopped. One of the men took a rag and wiped the vomit out of the van, slapping and hitting Michael as he did. All Michael could see in the dark night was the side of an old car a few feet away.

"Suck!" the man ordered Michelle. "Or we kill husband."

Michelle looked over at Michael. He already looked in bad shape. She began to suck on the man's ****-tool as she felt another man begin to lick what she was to come to know as "fuck-hole 1."

His dick began to grow as she sucked. She gagged as he shoved it deep into her throat. Her saliva ran out of her mouth and down to her chest. The man pulled his dick out.

"Swallow me!" he ordered, and then slapped her again. He then put his hard dick back into the pretty wife's mouth.

As he did, Michelle could feel a dick pushing against her pussy. She could do nothing about it as he pushed fully inside her and began fucking her.

The man fucking Michelle's mouth began to cum first. She had to swallow some of it, he was so far down her throat. As he began to pull out, he paused and finished cumming in her mouth.

The other man soon began to cum in her pussy. She could feel his wicked seed shoot deep within.

The men pulled Michael over to her. "Now how you like pretty wife. Kiss her!"

Michael's face was pushed into Michelle's. He could taste the man's foul cum as they kissed. He was then pushed down to her pussy.

"Lick it, clean her, or maybe I give her a baby!," the man who had cum in her pussy said.

Michael began to lick her and even suck on her to get the cum out. In his befuddled mind he was trying to prevent a pregnancy. The men laughed at him and punched him. Even in their shock, Michelle and Michael felt the total humilation.

Before Michael had finished licking the cum out, another man had his dick in Michelle's mouth. Yet another was in her pussy as Michael was pulled aside. He was forced to watch his wife ****d by two men at once.

Michael could see cum running out of his wife's mouth as the second man pulled out. It dropped down to her breasts. He could also see cum coming out of her pussy as the other man pulled out. He expected to have to lick it again, but instead, a man laid down and made Michelle mount him. Another man held her head up by her hair and pushed his dick into her mouth.

Michael was pulled up and made to lick Michelle's asshole. He knew what the men were planning to do. There was nothing he do about it except to get her as wet as possible.

Michael was pulled aside, and the man Michelle had been sucking moved around behind her and pushed his dick inside Michelle's tight virgin ass, ignoring her screams.

Another man quickly stuffed Michelle's mouth with his dick. The van suddenly pulled to a stop. The side door was opened and Michael was pulled out. They were on a dirt road somewhere in the country. The tape was taken off of Michael's wrists and ankles. The men took his shirt, belt, shoes, keys, billfold and rings.

Left with only his pants, Michael walked off as the van sped on, the men laughing. He could see no tag or other identification. Michael's last sight of his wife Michelle was with three men fucking her at once, one in each of her holes

Michelle could feel the closeness of the two dicks, one inside her pussy and the other in her ass. Although it was painful the sensations were making her cum. She was being stretched to the limit. She knew she would never be the same again.

The longer she was fucked, the less painful it was. She hated herself for cumming. She didn't understand how she could cum while being ****d.

The man in her ass kept pulling his dick out and then plunging it back in, all in one stroke. She heard the men laughing and wondered what they were saying to each other.

In fact, the men were laughing about how big the gape of Michelle's ass was after having been fucked by just two of them so far. They determined to make the gape as big as possible.

It was difficult for Michelle to keep the dick in her mouth as she was getting it in two holes from behind. The man held her head and rammed his tool deep down her throat. She choked. Her saliva, mixed with his cum ran down her cheeks again.

This scene was repeated through the night by the six men, stopping only long enough to change drivers and men in her holes.

Michelle awakened and her pussy was still contracting as if she were being fucked. She wasn't. She was alone on a bed in a dark room. She tried to stand up, but stumbled. Her entire body ached. Michelle tried the crude door, made of rough wood held together by cross boards nailed to the uprights. It was chained and padlocked from the outside.

She lay back down, dizzy from the events of the night. She had no idea what time it was, only that some daylight was coming through the slats in the door. As she lay there in a half awakened state, she heard the door being unlocked. A Mexican woman a few years older than herself entered the room and helped the naked Michelle walk out.

A large metal tub of warm water had been prepared. The Mexican woman helped Michelle in and then handed her some soap and a sponge. Michelle went to work scrubing herself, trying to get the stench and the feel of the men off of her.

She gently washed around her vagina. There was dried cum all over it. There was so much in fact, that as the dried cum was washed away, she could feel more cum begin to run out of her.

"Oh, God!" she thought, "It has been inside me all night." After she had scrubbed herself, the woman poured some bath oil in the tub. Michelle had hoped for clean water, but she had to take what she got. The woman was helping her. Could it be that the men have all gone and left her here? She hoped.

Her hopes were soon crushed as she heard a man call out to the woman as he entered the room. They were in a small crude kitchen. Michelle lay in the tub naked as the two talked. She couldn't understand anything they were saying.

The woman took Michelle's hand and lifted her up. As she stood there naked the man walked around and around the tub, closely examining Michelle. He felt of her tits. He squeezed her ass. He fingered her pussy. Michelle realized that this ordeal wasn't over.

When the man left, the woman helped Michelle dry off. She brought some baby oil and gently massaged it all over Michelle's body. She had Michelle sit down and spread her legs. Michelle was too broken to be anything but compliant. The woman poured baby oil around Michelle's vagina and fingered her, coating Michelle's insides with the oil. She had Michelle stand and bend over and did the same with her anal opening.

Michelle wrapped herself in a towel as the woman set a plate of scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee on the table. Michelle didn't feel like eating, but did, hoping to get the taste of the men's cum out of her mouth.

The woman brought in makeup and began skillfully applying it to Michelle's face. She then turned her attention to Michelle's hair. She hightighted it, a medium blonde to contrast with her vibrant brown. When she was finished, Michelle looked gorgeous. Except for a few hickeys and the obvious over tired eyes, you would have never known that Michelle had been ****d all night.

The woman then gave Michelle a beer and two white pills. She insisted that Michelle take them. Again, she did as told, thinking it was better to go along and hopefully when no one was watching, she would get away. She asked what time it was, pointing to a clock. She could see for herself, it was five in the afternoon. She had slept all day!

The man then came back into the room. He took Michelle's towel off and led her naked out of the kitchen. Michelle was led down a short hall and out to a larger room. As soon as she entered, cheering began! Although she didn't know what they were saying, she was correctly afraid it was for her.

She was naked in a bar surrounded by horny Mexican men! A small mattress had been placed on the floor in the middle. She screamed and turned to run. The man held her arm tight. She fought so hard that three other men ran up. Each getting a hold of an arm or leg, they carried the screaming, crying Michelle to the mattress.

As she was held down on the mattress, the man who led her from the kitchen kneeled down between her legs and took his dick out. He wanted to be the first to sample his purchase.

The man who bought Michelle kneeled down between her spread legs. As the men held her, he began to lick the pretty wife's pussy. He wanted to taste her before she was ruined by the men.

He licked all around Michelle's pussy lips and stuck his tongue deep within her and then sucked on her. He fingered her as his tongue flicked her clit. As she got wet, he moved up to her mouth, forcing her to begin to suck his dick. He was proud of his eight inch dick. It was larger than most Mexican men and thicker too.

When he was fully hard, the man moved back down to the pretty wife's pussy. As the men held her legs spread wide, he pushed his dick inside Michelle. He pumped her slowly at first, then picking up speed, he hard fucked her for several minutes before shooting his cum inside her. When he was finished with her, he brought his dick to Michelle's mouth again. She was to suck all the remaining juices from it.

When the man stood up, it was the signal for the men to begin. One by one, the men of the town came forward, each paying the owner for Michelle. They were told that they could use her any way they wished. Most of the men of the town had come. Even many of their wives came, wanting to see the American wife turned into a "puta", a whore for anyone's use.

American's were not especially liked in this town and a pretty wife like Michelle was a prize. This American would have her arrogance fucked out of her. Of course, the "puta" would be forced to do whatever the men wanted of her. Her pussy and ass would be stretched very big. Everyone would use her. Perhaps she could then be sold to someone else.

Michelle had actually cum when the man who owned her had fucked her. Her senses had seemed to be heightened, there was an ache in her pussy. She wondered what the woman had given her. Whatever it was, it was helping her get through this ordeal.

Most of the men made her suck them and then they fucked her, cumming inside her cunt. Several also used her ass. A few chose to go together with a friend or two, so they could use more than one hole at once. Two men used her ass together, both their dicks inside that once virginal hole. Her gape was especially big after that.

One man chose to piss on her after he fucked her. He got mad because she closed her eyes and mouth. The train of men had to temporarily stop after that. Michelle had to be cleaned up and the sheets changed. The woman who bathed her brought her more pills and another beer. And then the train of men began again.

It lasted on into the night, until finally all the men who were there had used Michelle. The final act was all the men who had stayed pissing on Michelle, this time with her eyes taped open and her mouth and pussy held open.

Michelle was left on the mattress. Her arms and legs were tied spread-eagle so that if anyone wanted to use her body in the state she was now in, it was free. Michelle was left lying there the rest of the night.

The next morning the woman came and untied her. She helped her to the bath that she had prepared. Michelle was allowed to sleep the rest of the day. Later that evening the woman prepared a meal for them and the man who had bought her joined them.

"What happened to you, had to happen. Now you will do whatever is asked with no questions. "Understand?"

Michelle nodded her head yes, waiting for the man to continue.

"You will have a room in the back of the bar. You will sleep there and the men will fuck you there. Anyone who pays for you, you must take. When you are not fucking, you will bring the men beer, sit in their laps, persuade them to come to your quarters," the man informed Michelle.

"You are now my 'puta', my whore. Even though this is a small place, you will make me much money," her owner continued.

He moved closer to Michelle and removed the cheap blouse the woman had given Michelle to wear and began to suck her tits.

"You are too sore down there," the man said, pointing to her pussy. "For now, just suck me. Get on your knees," he ordered.

Michelle moved off her chair, onto her knees and undid the man's belt, unzipped his pants, took his dick out and began to suck him.

"Swallow, always swallow, it's less messy," her owner said. Michelle was learning how to best please the men.

Each day at the whore house Michelle had her routine. She was allowed to sleep till around 11:00 in the morning when the owner would come in and wake her. She was ordered to always sleep in the nude, so when the owner entered, she could suck his cock first thing. His cum served as her breakfast.

After finishing her owner, Michelle would sponge herself off from the basin of water in her room. She would put on the makeup she was given and brush her hair. She would then dress in the loose white blouse she had been given. The fabric was very thin and the neck plunged so low that her breasts often fell out as she walked. Even if they didn't the customers could plainly see her lucious tits through the fabric.

The only other clothes she had was a red skirt that loosly flared out and almost covered her ass. It didn't matter, the men would always reach under her skirt to grab her naked ass or her bare pussy. Many would reach into her blouse to fondle her tits as she coaxed them back into her room. If they were able to get the money the owner demanded, she wouldn't have to do much coaxing.

Once in her room, Michelle would drop her skirt and pull her blouse off. She would then drop to her knees and take the man's cock into her mouth to suck. Occasionally she would be greeted with a slap on her face or slaps on the tits when she didn't understand just what the man wanted.

Michelle understood little Spanish and tried her best to do exactly what the men wanted. If she didn't, she could be beaten. It had happpened only once, when she thought the man wanted her to tongue his ass. She didn't want to do it, and acted as if she just couldn't understand even with his hand jestures. The man had yelled something to the owner, who ran into her room and had the customer hold her arms behind her back while he beat her with a metal coat hanger along her ass and legs.

It had hurt so badly, she did anything after that. It had taken two weeks for the pain and soreness to go away. Michelle became a master at tonguing ass after that, and almost all the men wanted it when they had heard what happened.

Michelle would take between fifteen and twenty men a day back to her quarters. She estimated that her legs were spread for over twelve hours each day and a cock was inside almost that entire time. At the first of the day, when the pill began to take effect, she liked the feel of a cock inside her. She would cum often. Michelle even grew to like the taste of cum as the men would shoot it down her throat and she would swallow.

But as the day wore on and she tired, Michelle couldn't handle it without the pill she would get from the woman who worked for her boss. Michelle assumed it was ecstasy, but she had to have it to get through the day.

After three weeks of getting a pill each day, the woman refused to give any more to Michelle. She made it known that she would have to pay for it from now on. The woman sat on a barstool and pulled her skirt up. It was evident to Michelle what she wanted her to do.

Michelle was repulsed, but as she looked up to see the coat hanger in her owner's hand, she dropped to her knees and began to lick the woman's pussy. Michelle was timid at first, but the woman held her head and pulled Michelle's face into her smelly cunt.

Michelle knew that although she was the main whore, the woman serviced several of the men as well. She could imagine what she was licking and tried to force herself not to think about it. She needed the ecstasy badly.

The woman was saying something Michelle couldn't understand. She pushed Michelle's head away, turned around, bent over, and spread her ass cheeks. Michelle knew then what she wanted and tongued her ass as expertly as she did the men's. The woman then turned over and Michelle knew she was to tongue her pussy as well.

Although she was more than used to swallowing cum, it was fresh. As Michelle was being forced to tongue, lick, suck, and swallow the woman's mixed juices she became nauseous and had to run outside as she vomited. When she returned, the woman and the owner were laughing. She could understand "cada noche", knowing from then on she would be doing that chore each night. At least the juices will be fresher, she thought.

Michelle was given a beer and a pill. She needed them to help her to be aroused. The men wanted her to be passionate, and she wanted to please. That day she serviced eighteen men and one woman before she was allowed to go to sleep.

Carla followed Michelle into her room when the whore house/bar closed down for the night. She slowly undressed as Michelle watched her. The older woman still had a good body. Her breasts hung down a bit too much, and her ass was too wide, but overall, Carla had a good body.

Michelle thought to herself that the flaws Carla had must have come from the work she had done, the same work Michelle was doing now. "Town whore," she thought. Then she realized that she herself had already fucked a few hundred men. How many had Carla fucked? She was still working some, taking a little of the load off of Michelle. Men must come from all around the area, Michelle realized. "All to fuck this little white wife," she thought, the ecstacy still having a little effect.

Michelle dropped her skirt and slowly removed her blouse. Carla was already laying on the bed, her legs spread. Michelle laid on her stomach on the small bed. She slowly kissed up Carla's legs, alternating right to left. When she got to Carla's thighs, Michelle began to lick the dried cum from them before moving up to her pussy.

Michelle carefully and sensuously licked slowly around Carla's well used pussy, cleaning it and tempting it before she licked at her cunt lips and began to tongue deeply into Carla. Michelle drew out the juices inside Carla and sucked them into her mouth, swallowing as she went. She felt Carla building to a orgasm as she moved her hands to Carla's breasts and rolled her nipples with her fingers as she continued to lick her pussy. When she breathed in and strongly blew her warm breath into Carla's pussy, Carla released her orgasm into Michelle's waiting mouth.

Michelle moved up and began to suck Carla's nipples, first one and then the other, slowly, passionately. Michelle ground her pussy into Carla's and the two of them fucked into one another. Soon they were kissing and holding each other tight as they both climaxed. The two women fell asleep in Michelle's bed, holding one another through the night

Michelle had just dressed, fresh from having her daily breakfast of her owners cum when a distinguished gentleman entered the whorehouse/bar and was introduced as Victor. He had come to see about buying Michelle.

She had known nothing about it, but reconciled herself to the fact that she was simply flesh for sale. Michelle was made to stand straight and tall, tits and ass thrust out while Victor walked around feeling of her body.

She was told to strip and drop to her knees. Michelle knew what that meant and she began to suck Victor's dick with enthusiasm. She even moved behind him and tongued his ass deep and wet and then finished sucking him.

To her surprise, she was lifted up just before she thought Victor was about to shoot his cum down her throat. Michelle was placed on a table. Michelle automatically spread her legs and held her pussy open. Victor put on a condom and began to fuck her slowly at first and then hard as he held her legs to his side. When he came, the men with him all took turns in Michelle's holes. None of them used a condom. She was used to that. She had appreciated Victor using one, and was sort of drawn to him. Maybe he was a gentleman.

Victor's men moved from hole to hole around Michelle until they had all tried each of her holes and either cum in or on her. At a nod from Victor, the men carried Michelle naked to Victor's limosine. A sheet was placed on the seat before Michelle was allowed to sit down.

It had all happened so quick, she barely had time to hug Carla goodbye. She and Carla had grown close over the last several days, making love to one another after the whorehouse/bar had closed. They remained together through the night in one of the padlocked rooms. Michelle worried about Carla. She would have to take over all the servicing of the men that both of them had shared. In fact Carla had only had to take those men who would'nt wait for Michelle to be finished with her current customer.

Michelle wondered how many customers she would have at the next place. She had fallen asleep on the long ride and awoke when the car stopped. They were in the garage of what looked like a large mansion.

Michelle was paraded naked and barefoot through the garage, past the household help, down the hall, and into a large, beautifully tiled bathroom. The maid was drawing a bath. The tub itself was luxurious.

When Michelle was lowered into the tub by the men, she thrilled that the water was warm! The maid scrubbed her, inside and out, drained the tub and filled it again. Michelle was allowed to soak in the bubblebath. As she did, though, she began to think. She hadn't allowed herself that luxury very often over the last several weeks.

Michelle had been k**napped, ****d, and forced into prostitution. Although she had never taken d**gs before, she had to take the d**gs she was given just to make it through each day.

She had kept a record of the days she was at the whorehouse by scratching on the wall next to her bed. For thirty-one days, seven days a week, she had been fucked by at least fifteen men a day. Not counting the twenty or so who could afford to pay for her regularly, over fourhundred men had cum in her, most without condoms.

Michelle slid under the water, she was sure she was pregnant and probably worse. She didn't want to face it. "Maybe its Michael's!" She thought, and then remembered that she had gotten her period a few days after starting work at the whorehouse.

Michelle rose up when the maid came back. She was scrubbed for the second time from head to toe, literally inside and out. Then she was taken to the shower. The maid drained and filled the tub one more time, this time adding bath oils to the bubblebath.

"Was I really that dirty?" Michelle wondered. But when she thought about Carla and her eating each other out, partially to help keep clean due to the lack of water to wash with she was glad for the scrubbing.

The maid gave her a simple white dress and took her to the kitchen where she ate with the household help. She felt a tingling as she looked around the table, and realized that she hoped that someone would fuck her after dinner. For the last month, by this time she had been fucked by at least five men. "My God!" Michelle thought. "What have I become? What am I?"

She knew. She was a whore. She had been a faithful wife. She had been a successful business woman. She had been made a whore and that was what she was now. Even if she wanted, there was no way out.

She was taken to her room and locked in. She so hoped that the maid would join her for the night. They could enjoy each other and she wouldn't have to be alone. Michelle fell asleep masterbating to the thought of making love to the maid. She woke up having dreamed of some of her regulars fucking her. She especially liked those with the larger cocks. She needed one now and someone who knew how to use it.

Victor unlocked the door and entered her room. She lay naked on the bed. She was ready for her daily cum breakfast. She wanted it. She needed it and more.

Victor sat on the bed. Michelle unzipped his pants and took out his dick. "Not as large as her previous owner's, but it will have to do," she thought. As she took him into her mouth, he caressed her tits, one by one, and rolled her nipples in his fingers.

When he began to slowly, gently finger her pussy, he spoke. "We are going to make a movie, and you will be the star."

Michelle continued sucking his dick, nodding her head. She sensed that he was getting close. "We want everyone to see it. You'll be famous," Victor proudly stated as he shot his hot cum down the pretty wife's throat.

"Finish yourself off while I watch you," Victor instructed as he stood, his eyes studying the pretty American wife that he now owned.

Michelle moved to be more centered on the bed. She spread her legs wide and began to finger her clit, extending her finger down into her pussy. Victor continued staring at her as she got closer and closer to cumming.

Michelle was moaning and breathing in short hard breaths when Victor took something out of his pocket. He held up two rings and lowered them down to Michelle's face. She recognized them as her wedding and engagement rings. The diamonds were missing, but the rings were hers.

"We'll be using these in your movies," Victor informed her as her slid them over her ring finger.

Michelle met with Victor, her new owner and several other men to begin her new career as a porn star. They drove her to a large hotel and escorted her to a suite on the top floor. There she was prepared for the movie.

Two of the men rubbed baby oil all over her naked body. A woman applied heavy makeup to Michelle's face and painted her fingernails and toenails a bright red. She then handed Michelle a short white laced knit skirt. Michelle was also given a matching knit top to wear. The skirt came only halfway down on Michelle's ass. The top had three quarter sleeves and a short back. It covered her shoulders and tied across her breasts in the front. The outfit was completed with six inch red patent leather heels. Victor then presented Michelle with her wedding rings he had shown her the day before. He had taken them from her the day before. As Victor placed the rings back on her finger Michelle immediately noticed that the stones were in them! She assumed that the stones were fake and that he had kept the original diamonds, but they looked good.

She didn't really want to wear them like this, showing who knows the fact that she was a married woman about to perform whatever sexual acts the men around her wanted of her, but she knew again that she had no choice. Michelle had to simply accept the facts of her slavery.

With her ass hanging halfway out, her pussy lips showing below the dress, and her nipples prominent through the lacy top, Michelle was instructed to walk among the men, rubbing against them, and finally choosing the man she wanted to be the first to fuck her. Michelle had never been given a choice before. She moved among the men, flirting with each one as she thought about who she would choose.

Michelle would rub her tits across their chests, and back her ass into their crotches, hoping to feel their hard dicks pressing against her. She finally picked a tall man with dark curly hair. He looked as if he were a body builder. Michelle just hoped she wouldn't be disappointed with his cock.

She reflected again on how her desires had changed. She now felt somehow incomplete without fucking several men a day. She really was now what they had made her. She was a whore, a "puta."

Michelle went to her knees and unbuttoned the man's pants, carefully taking out his cock. She held it lightly and licked it as she looked the man in the eye. The cameras were catching all the action. His cock was good sized and it grew as Michelle took him into her mouth and sucked. The man held her head as he forced his now fully harden cock down her throat. He fucked her face hard and fast as Michelle choked on the large dick. She knew her throat would be sore in the morning.

Michelle held her tits together over the man's cock as he fucked them. She was then pushed back on the bed where the man licked her cunt, tasting her juices. She was wet with anticipation of what was to come. He flipped her over, raising her ass up and pushing her face down. Michelle liked to be taken like this. It was so a****listic, so raw, so humiliating.

He plunged his cock into her without any further ceremony. She gasped as he did, but soon got into the rhythm, bucking her hips into his pelvis as he thrust his cock into her. Her tits dangling and flopping, the man took her hard and fast. The camera was loving this scene. Victor knew the film would sell well, both in Mexico and in the US. The **** of an innocent American wife and her transformation into a cock hungry whore would top the charts.

Michelle felt the man building to a climax, as she was too. When he began shooting his hot seed into her, she came as well. He filled her up with his load. The camera focused in close up as he pulled out of Michelle. She held her position as they filmed the cum filling her cunt and then running out down her thighs.

Michelle's cunt was wiped with a rag as another man presented his cock to her mouth. As she took him in, yet another lifted her legs and plunged his cock inside her cunt. She was fucked like this until they both shot their cum inside her. Michelle was taken by the men several times throughout the day.

The cameramen made sure they got good scenes of her being DP'ed, as more than once a cock was up her ass, while another was in her cunt. Twice they filmed scenes of two dicks in her pussy, and then with two dicks in her ass.

None of this was new to Michelle. All this and more happened to her in the whorehouse. The only thing new was that it was now being recorded in living color to be shown to whoever wanted to see it.

At the end of the day Michelle was filmed while naked on her knees smiling and telling the men how much she had loved it. As she kneeled before them, the men were jacking off into her waiting open mouth, into her hair, on her tits, ass, stomach and back. Michelle would wipe the cum from her body with her fingers and suck it in her mouth as she swallowed.

Michelle was then taken to the bathtub, where she spread her legs holding her pussy open and with open mouth and eyes, lay there while the men pissed on her. She coughed and choked as the urine ran down her throat, through her hair, over her body, into her cunt. Michelle smiled and blew a kiss to the men, telling them to "cum again soon" as the last scene of the day was filmed.