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SONORAN MISADVENTURE CHAPTER 2 Hearing the music coming from the club above me, I continued to gaze at my sensual, transformed reflection, then reached up to cup my breasts. Some of the other 'girls' called them their babies, their puppies. I hadnt given them names yet as I was still getting used to having them. I walked different with them, arching my back with my altered balance. Plus, wearing a tight bra wasnt something I was used to doing, nor was taking them off, I was used to taking them off women, not putting one on myself. I had worked out my first dance routine with two of the real girls, who showed me how to walk, show off my new, sensual body, how to bend over and show off my perfect ass to my eager audience. Every movement had to be practised and designed to draw their attention. As I glanced at the clock on the wall of my room, I heard the door open and heard Roberta's voice. "Your up in 10 minutes, are you ready.. oh yes you are, you'll have them eating out of your hand Susan," she said to me as she looked me over and brushed a few stray strands of hair from my forehead. Roberta had formerly been Robert, and had been here for 2 years. A former minivan driver for a tour company, he had pulled in here to get his van repaired, and been met by Tina and Hannah. His story was a lot like mine. He had been Roberta for so long that he had come to love it here. He loved the kisses, the dancing, the sexy outfits, lingerie and heels, everything. He had gone through the same surgery that I had and had been given a real pussy like me. As I stood up, she took my slender hand in hers and walked me from the room, up the stairs to the ground level of the club, backstage where other girls were having a quick drink before their own shows and performances. They had all helped me to become Susana on the inside and to become one of them. They all checked me out and judged me ready before the club owner took me to just behind the stage, where two girls had finished their routines and had left the stage with their clients, who had paid for 2 hours with each girl. "Ok gentleman and ladies, we have a new girl tonight for your viewing pleasure,, her debut night, so make her feel welcome. The devils playground presents.. Susana," I heard the dj announce to the crowd as I was urged forward by my owner and captor. The lights were dimmed as I walked onto the stage. I heard my heels tap on the stage and felt as if I was being undressed by everyone, even though they couldnt clearly see me. As I reached for the closest stripper pole, I pressed agaisnt it, my firm D cup breasts on either side of it as I ground my lacy covered pussy agianst it as well. The lights came on from either side of me and above me, blinding me for a few seconds until they adjusted. I heard and saw the crowd cry out and roar in approval as the opening sounds of Gwen Stefani's single 'What you waiting for', began to play from the speakers. How the owner knew I liked her songs and would dance to it, I dont know, but I controlled my panic as I was put on the spotlight, literally, then tilted my head back and began to dance for my audience. Lifting my feet up and dancing around the pole, I danced to the beat of the music as Gwens voice played. Knowng the song almost by heart, I mouthed the words and bent over to show off my smooth, fit, sensual body and perfect ass as bills were tossed onto the stage around my feet. Before I knew it, the song had finished, only to be replaced by another of her songs, 'Rich Girl'.. Tossing my head from side to side, making my long hair sway and swish on either side of me, I lost myself in my new role, acting the seductress and temptress as I showed off my sculpted, feminine body to the eager men. Knowing what would come next, I stood facing the pole and reached behind me to unhook my lacy bra and slowly slip out of it. The straps slid down my arms as I fell to my knees and crawled to one of the many mean sitting near the edge of the stage. Letting my bra fall to the floor, I wrapped it around his neck and pulled him close to me. I had to forget that I was still a male inside my head to passionately kiss him. My red lips pressed against his as we pasionately kissed. His hands went up to fondle my smooth breasts as I gazed itno his eyes with my new blue eyes. Moving back, I left my bra around his neck, I couldnt get used to thinking of it as my bra, then moved back to the pole and arched my back, showing off my breasts, trim belly and lacy covered pussy as all eyes were on me. As the song ended, I stood up, a bit unsteadily in my pumps after my dance, and glanced over my shoulder to sexily pout at the crowd of men all talking about me and holding up 50 and 100 dollar bils, all clearly wanting some private time with me. "Well, there you have it, our very own Susana. And remember people, she's half price tonight, so put in your requests, only 6 of you will get to try her out tonight, get in early," I heard the announcer say to the crowd as almost half of the crowd went to the end of the bar to be the first to get to try me out. Even as I wanted to run, I knew better. Even if I did make it out of the club, where would I go. The only way I could escape this life was if I was let go, which wasnt going to happen. I was woken up from my daydream by another of the 'girls', Sean, one of the few to get to keep their old name, and lead backstage, where other girls were being made ready, or having a quick meal and drink. None of them looked as if they were forced to do this, they chatted, ate and laughed as if they were real girls, and were willingly here, and I was now one of them. As I took a seat and slipped off one of my pumps to rub my feet, I was surprised to find one of the girls hand me a flat white from the cappachino machine set up backstage. That surprised me, but, I guess we were all supposed to be sober and eager, so it made sense to put such a machine in here instead of a lot of alcohol. "Thanks Sean, that routine, I dont know how I did it so well," I said to her as I sipped my drink and sighed softly as it made me more alert. "You just get lost in the music and the eager crowd, we all do it, i've been here for 4 years, long enough to be used to it. Its your first night, if you need any help or advice, just ask girl, ok," she said to me as I looked from the coffee to my enormous looking D cup bust. They continued to get in the way, moving and blocking the few at times. I was glad for the support of my snug fitting bra and realised that they helped to define a woman in the eyes of men. Not all men, maybe just the men who frequented brothels and strip clubs. Before I could say another word, I was called out and lead up to one of the rooms used by the girls and their clients. My heart was pounding as I walked up, accompanied by one of the clubs security men. It almost felt like I was on my way to a firing squad as I crossed my arms over my breasts to support them and teetered a bit in my white leather pumps. Inside the assigned room was one of the men from below, already naked and waiting for me. His well built body was the opposite of my slender, supple body. His tanned, red/brown skin was once again, the opposite of my milky white, smooth skin. I was ushered into the room, and panicked as the door was closed behind me. He was the first of 6 men that paid well for time with me that night. I was made to arouse them with my lips and tongue, then go on all fours to let them take my pussy from behind, thrusting hard and making me feel even more like a woman. He was replaced by another man, who was rough with me, but not overly rough. I knew that hidden security cameras recorded everything, and if any of them were too rough with the girls, they were banished, after all, bruised girls couldnt earn money. Lingering pain in my pussy, my lips, from around my slender waist and asscheek woke me up from a deep slumber. I hoped that it was all a very vivid dream and that I would wake up from,but the sight of a blank wall and the smell made me realise that it was morning in the club, my second day at the Devils playground. Rising from the bed, I traced my fingers over my pussy, I still had a hard time accepting that I would never pee while standing up or be the dominant partner, or have a cock again, and slipped into a satin robe to have a shower. I needed to wash the scent and touch of my 6 partners off me. Walking into the small ensuite bathroom that all the rooms had, I stood under the warm water and let it wash the scent of my partners. I felt demeaned and ashamed of what I had done last night. I had done what they had asked of me, freely let them cum in my mouth, over my breasts, belly, and inside my pussy, which was fully functional. That part worried me the most, how receptive it was. I looked like a woman so much that even my own sister wouldnt have recognised me. After I had had a shower, I changed into a pair of black lacy boyleg panties, a leather miniskirt, matching bra and crop top, then left my room to have breakfast in our common room. This early in the day, the club wasnt open, allowing it to be cleaned up after last nights festivities and to give us some rest and practise for tonight, this was clearly to be my routine from now on. As I had breakfast and sipped my coffee, I was joined by Roberta and another girl Lisa. They asked me how last night went and had me tell them everything in detail, and I do mean everything. They smiled and even squealed like real women when I told them where and how they came. "It only gets better Susie, we've come to embrace our lives here, as our old ones are gone. You'll never be released, so you might as well embrace this one. If you didnt orgasm from last night, you will be soon, his doctors do good work,". they told me as I listened to them tell me about how many men they had last night. Some of them had been part of threesomes, which quite a few men asked for, even if they had to pay double. "I dont want to be here, im used to being the one in control, not the one being taken, this isnt what I wanted when I came to Mexico. If I ever get the chance, i;ll get even with Hannah and Tegan, if its the last thing i;ll do," I told them as I finished breakfast and idly watched the tv playing in the corner. "Dont, trust me, they know when to hide and take off when theyre close to being found or arrested," Roberta told me, then slid across to sit next to me and soflty caressed my thigh. "Stop it, dammit, I just want to go home," I said as her careses moved up my body, while Lisa moved to my other side and kissed along my slender neck and shoulder, sending shivers through me as I tried to stop them, but coudlnt stop my body from becoming aroused. "Thats it Susie, let go, let yourself enjoy it," Lisa whispered into my ear as she tugged on my crop top, while Roberta slid her hands under my miniskirt to rub over my lacy panties. "We all wear those, but I prefer a gstring myself, allows easier access to my pussy," Roberta whispered into my other ear as they both aroused me more and more. I tried to will myself to stop them, to pull away, anything to stop them from arousing me any further. But my body didnt seem to want to let me. My crop top was pulled up over my breasts, then my bra was unhooked and slid up as well. Their hands and soft lips focused on my firm D cups as I shook and writhed between them. I ground my covered lacy pussy against Lisa's hand while her other hand pinched and made my nipples hard and swollen. As they ignored my whimpers and pleas to stop, I felt something building up inside me, a throbbing and warmth like I had felt with one of the men that had had me last night, only with the two girls, it was more intense, a lot more intense. Sensing that I was close to orgasming, Roberta passionately kissed me, muffling my cries and screams as I orgasmed and came against Lisa's hand. I shook and breathed deep as they held me still and ensured that I collapsed into their arms. My head swam and my vision blurred for a few seconds as my body made the most of its orgasm, then I slowly came down from my high. "Is it..wow, is it always that.. intense," I softly asked Lisa as Roberta smiled and moved away from me and left the room. "It gets better, beleive it or not. Men cant tell if you fake it, so make all the right sounds and they;ll become regulars. We all have our regulars, you'll be no different, some are wealthy, some arent, but none of them will seriously harm you," Lisa answered as I sat back up and composed myself. "Have a coffee and recover, then go downstairs to work with some of the other girls. Our coreographer has a few routines that he wants us to work on, so head down in a few minutes," she told me as she left me as well. The other girls in the room ignored me for the moment, allowing me to recover, then walk downstairs to the stage. I was walking easier in my stiletto pumps, almost as if I had always been wearing them. Reaching the stage, I held onto one of the three stripper poles on the stage and we were told about our routine for the night, one that would have our prospective clients wanting more than an hour with us. As the overhead colored lights came on and music began to play, I found that I lost myself, following his directions and sliding between the other two girls as we swapped poles. Grinding up against it, I glanced out at the empty seats. I had been to enough clubs like these, but never realised that one day, I would be the one grinding against a pole and dancing in stilettos for the excitement and amusement of men. Doing as we were told, we dropped onto all fours and crawled to each other. Raising our firm bottoms up at the imaginary crowd, we took turns kissing and teasing each others hanging breasts. My bra and crop top were back on, but my nipples still hardened up under the lacy bra and crop top. After that routine, we worked on a few others, then were allowed to get some rest. Before I could go, I was told to go behind the bar to learn how to pour and make drinks. Taking off my crop top as none of the girls that worked behind the bar wore one, I just knew that I would get a lot of attention wearing just a bra on top. I learned how to pour a few, and endured my bartender teacher grinding up against my leather skirted ass and feeling up my breasts through my bra. "Quiet about that girl, I dont make enough to get time with you, so deal with this," he told me when I looked as if I was about to complain or knee him. That reinforced in me the reality of what I was now once again. As the time for the club opening got closer, I was assigned the task of bringing drinks to patrons, and went behind the bar as the club was opened up. A steady stream of men and occasional women walked in and took their seats. Wearing just my lacy bra, boyleg panties and stilettos, I felt exposed and out of place as the grins started. I felt like the target, like the prey. Under a hunters scope, I tried to ignore them as I held onto my tray and brought drinks out to the tables. Beers and mixed drinks, I made my own under the guidance of one of the bartenders, who also felt me up. Quietly fuming, I stepped on his foot hard with my stiletto and quickly walked away as he howled, angry but knowing better than to hit me. When I returned, he glared at me but turned back to the bar when the owner walked in and went directly up to me. "Susana, get upstairs and get changed, your on in 15, I trust youve been behaving yourself," he asked me as he saw the look on the face of the bartender id stepped on. Sighing, he clearly realised what I had done and turned to him. "Raul, ive told you not to make the new girls too nervous, it makes them nervous on the stage. Do it again and you'll end up as some wild boars bowel movements, clear," he told Raul, then took me backstage. Getting changed into a black leather corset, high cut leather panties, fishnet thigh high stockings and knee high stiletto 5in heeled boots, I wrapped a familiar looking choker around my neck, then gathered my hair up in a high ponytail and applied make up to my face. As usual, it took a while, which told me why women took longer to get ready than men did. Taking the leather crop that was the final part of my outfit, I walked behind Angela and Tiffany. Tiffany was a real girl, but Angela had been Andy 3 years ago. Getting real girls was hard, as they were a lot more carefull now, thats why certain men were taken and transformed via surgery and hormones to become girls here. Angela and Tiffany were both in cute schoolgirl outfits, short white blouses, plaid miniskirts, knee high white socks, pink panties and mary janes. I looked almost out of place in my black leather, but holding the crop up, I felt more in control than they did. When it came time for us to walk out, I walked behind them. We had worked on this routine today, so I knew my part in it. Angela and Tiffany walked to their poles and bent over, raising their cute, white bottoms up for me to swat with the crop, bringing laughs and cries from the crowd of men sitting in front of the stage or at the bar. Glancing up the crowd, I swatted their thighs next, which made them squeal cutely and giggle. Tapping the crop on my hand, I ran the crop between Tiffany's thighs and had her go down on all fours, then rubbed it against her bare pussy, arousing her in front of the crowd, who slid bills onto the stage and felt up her breasts, which were about a DD cup, making her look more of a slut, which I knew she wasnt before she was brought here. As Angela knelt as well, both of them turned to me and licked up over my boots and thighs, then had me kneel down with them. Tracing my crop down Tiffany's blouse, she quickly unbuttoned it and let it fall at her knees, then kissed me passionately, showing her love for her mistress in front of everyone. The cries from the men turned to howls as they lapped it up. We then split up and went to our poles, grinding against them and dancing to a song I knew well, Madonna's 'erotica". Just before the song ended, we knelt down and ensured that everyone got a good look at us. Angela undid her own blouse while I leaned over, letting my admirers get a very good look at my cleavage and heaving breasts. As the song ended, we stood up, then bent over and slid our panties down our hips and thighs. Slowly sliding them down our long legs, we stepped out of them and began our second routine. As the opening tunes of britney spear's first song came from the speakers, I lighlty tapped their bare bottoms and had them spin around their poles, then twirled around in my own heels. Stopping with my back to Tiffany, I felt her quickly unlace my corset, which I slipped out of and bared my babies to the crowd. They were lapping it up and began to call to me, calling out my new name as we slid down our poles and rubbed it between our firm asscheeks. Shivering and tingling as I did that, we crawled slowly to each other and rose up to our knees at the same time, just as we had rehersed, and kissed passionately while shaking our firm asses to the crowd. As the song ended, the cries became louder. Standing up, we picked up the bills that had been tossed onto the stage, then our discarded attire and walked from the stage, putting a sexy sway to our hips. Stopping just at the threshold, we glanced over our shoulders, winked at the crowd, then pursed our lips at them and walked upstairs. "My god, that was,wow," I said to Angela and Tiffany as we reached our changing areas and slumped down. "Yes, it is quite a rush, im used to it now, all I think about is pleasing my admirers and regulars. I love the fact that for those few minutes, we own them, we're in control, thats our power," Angela told me as I ran my fingers over my corset. As we made ourselves some cool drinks and had a breather, one of the assistant managers walked in and turned to us. "You have clients in 30 minutes, have a shower and get changed into maid outfits. He's in room 12, he wants all of you, and has paid hansomely, so dont disappoint him," he told us, then left the room. Quickly rising, we went to our rooms and had quick showers. Ensuring that I smelt and looked sweet, I used a scented bodywash and shampoo on my soft skin and long hair. Taking out one of the few maid outfits in my closet, I got changed into it.Settling my breasts into the cups, I laced the bodice up behind me, then slid a satin gstring up my long legs and rolled a pair of seamed black stockings up my smooth feet, calves and thighs. Slipping my cute feet into a pair of slingback 4in pumps, I quickly brushed my hair back and applied a light coat of make up, emphasising my soft lips and blue eyes. Leaving the room, we made our way to room 12, then knocked on the door. "Enter," I heard from inside, then I opened it up and walked in,followed by the others, in other sexy, fromfitting maids dresses and lingerie. Our client tonight looked to be about 50, in a good looking suit, well made from the looks of it. His black hair was slicked back and he was built well, almost like a boxer who was out of the game, but had kept his face intact. "Yes,yes, just as good as on stage, come to me girls, show your love to your employer," he told us as we walked across to him and sat on either side of him on the bed. He had me straddle him while the other girls kissed and rubbed up against him. His hands pulled at my corset strings, then scared me by cutting them apart with a knife. Afraid of being cut, I sat very still as he nearly ripped my dress from me and pulled on my nipples with his teeth, shocking me as he focused on me. Amber slid her hand over his bulging crotch while Tiffany slid her hands over his well built chest and nibbled on his ear. Laying back on the bed, he ripped off my panties and slid his finger past my pussy lips, shocking me as I bucked and writhed agaisnt his hand. He laughed at my squrims and pulled Angela down next to him. After he had whispered something to her, she was helped out of her maids dress and fed him her nipples, which he gently bit down on and brought matching squeals from her lips. He fingered me deeper and faster, then pulled me down to him and had Tiffany unbuckle his pants, then unzip them and pull them aside. His huge cock sprang out, bigger than even my former cock was on its best day. Shocked and afraid at its size, I hesitated as he pulled my hips closer to it. "Get to work whore, get it moist for me, I dont have all night," he told me as I bit my lip nervously, then slid down to run my pink tongue along his huge shaft. He continued to finger me, making me moist as I rode his finger. The doctors that worked on me clearly did very good work because I was becoming moist like any other woman would have. I gripped and rode his finger as I forced myself, to suckle on the head, then saw Tiffany run her tongue around his shaft. Pushing Tiffany aside, he pushed me up, then had me move up above his glistening cock and mount him. Even though I had practised with dildoes and vibrators before this day, his cock felt huge inside me, bigger than even my partners from last night. Arching my back, I gasped and shook on top of him as I was lifted up and allowed to fall back. My cries filled the room as my breasts rose and fell. Between cries, I saw him and Angela kissing, while he held onto my hips. Tiffany was made to help me to ride his cock, and caress me until I felt his cock throb and pulse inside me. Tiffany then wrapped her arms around me and nibbled on my ears as I shuddered from his cock spurting deep inside me, as if to ease me through it. Shaking and writhing against his cock, her fingers found my clit and rubbed it until I was brought to an orgasm of my own. Before I could say anything, I was easily lifted off and allowed to fall by his side. As I lay there, I kept my thighs together as Tiffany was made to straddle him and take his cock into her real pussy. As I lay there, I felt his cum running from my pussy and inner thighs to the bed. Hearing cries from both him and Tiffany, I shook as he still had plenty of cum left in him, and soon came inside her. Angela was next, but as he got her on top of him, he instead told us to play with each other and put on a show. With my pussy still sore, I got up and fondled Angela's firm breasts as Tiffany got behind me and ground up against my firm ass, coating it with her mixed juices as he watched on. Tilting my head back, I passionately kissed Tiffany, then Angela as our slender, feminine bodies writhed and became one. Taking in Tiffanys musky aroma, I teased her glistening pussy with my finger and rubbed her clit with my thumb, making her gasp and moan in pure pleasure. Angela straddled my head and and offered me her pussy, which I eagerly licked and suckled on, bringing moans and cries from her lips as she ground against my lips and tongue. I felt a peirced tongue against my quivering hips and pussy that could only be Tiffany's. I wriggled my tongue between her perfectly crafted pussy and soon had her shaking and crying in pleasure. My cried and moans soon matched hers as Tiffany licked and suckled on my pussy. Closing my glistening thighs against her head, I held her there until I was brought to another shuddering orgasm. Our erotic, lesbian show continued for at least another hour before our clients time was up. He knew to be prompt and had a quick shower before walking up to us as we all lay there, curled up against each other, like cats would. "You were worth it,every dollar. I'll be back next week for another 2 hours with all three of you," he said to us, then slid several hundred dollars into each of our discarded underwear, then left the room. Once he was gone, I sat up and tried to brush my hair back down my back, then felt Tiffany's tongue running along my back and over my shoulder. "This part of my life here, I dont mind. I was bi curious before I was brought here, and now, I love it," she whispered into my ear, then nibbled along my shoulder, which sent shivers through me and made me tilt my head back. "We have to look after each other here Susan, keep each other safe, help each other get ready for dates, and talk anyone out of escaping," she added as her fingers traced around my firm breasts and pinched my nipples, making me gasp and squeal soflty in pleasure. After she had brought me to yet another orgasm, with Angela's help, we got dressed again and returned to our rooms, had quick showers, changed our clothes and fixed our make up again, then returned to separate rooms. My next client was younger, and like most men here, mexican, or from further south, even from as far as South America. He wasnt as gentle with me, after having me use my talented mouth and tongue to get his cock ready for me, he had me bend over the bed, then roughtly took my pussy from behind. Holding onto the bed, I cried and gasped as he slammed deeper into my pussy, not caring one bit that I wasnt enjoying it. His roughness reinforced in me what I knew I was here, just a western slut here for the amusement and enjoyment of men.I made all the right noises and pretended to orgasm as he shot his cum deep into me. Laughing as I lay there, he made me clean his shaft with my tongue, then had me lay on the bed and slide a vibrator in the rooms 'toy box' into my sore pussy. Knowing that I had to pretend to enjoy it and orgasm, I arched my back and shook as the silver vibrator worked deep inside me. He didnt leave me a tip, only a hard slap on one of my firm, white asscheeks. Hating him, I lay still as he walked out, secure in his place in the world while I was trapped here. Wiping away tears, I lay still, unwilling to move from the bed. Eventually, one of the clubs bouncers came in and had me return to my room, have another shower, fix my make up again, then dress sensually for yet another man. I thought the night would never end. It was almost an endless night of hard sex, sucking, shows and cum leaking from my pussy and ass. Laying still on yet another bed in another room, I quietly sobbed, not caring if I was hauled out or punished. Hearing the door open, I expected to be roughtly lifted up and made to have yet another shower or told to dance, but instead, I heard Tiffany and Roberta's voices behind me and I was eased to my feet and walked from the room. They caressed my sore body and carried me into my room, then into the shower stall and undressed with me. They took thier time washing my body, washing away any trace of cum and my many partners that night. I collapsed onto the bed without even the energy to put on panties and fell asleep in seconds. Waking up the next morning, I felt a warm body next to me and feared that I had been given to yet another client, or worse, my owner had me. Instead, I opened my eyes and saw Tiffanys back and long hair inches from my face. As I squirmed a bit, she stirred and turned around. "Mmm, Susie, good of you to wake up, I was dreaming that we were in Las Vegas," she soflty whispered to me as I took in her sweet scent and smooth, sensual body. "Vegas, I havnt been there, but I wouldnt mind going there," I replied as she softly kissed me and nuzzled against my neck. "Last night must have been bad, Roberta and I were sent in to get you. He wanted to punish you but I talked him out of it, please, not every night will be like that. Just fake it, act willing, thats all they want," she whispered to me as she moved down to kiss around my pink nipples. As I tried to talk, or cry, anything, I closed my eyes and gasped as she worked quickly to arouse me, as only women can. Within seconds, I was moaning and writhing against her gifted fingers and lips. "I think my susie likes this, shall I stop," she asked me as I tried to talk, but only moans left my lips as I pressed against her fingers and passionately kissed her. As I gripped and rode her fingers, I instantly felt more relaxed,aroused, and at ease. Being with clients wasnt always fun, but being with Tiffany and Angela was, and as I orgasmed and kissed her, I quivered and collapsed in her arms as my second full day as one of the Devils playground's girls began. End of part 2. Part 3 will come soon. I do take story ideas. I hope you like how it's progressing so far.