WhoreMaker
Chapter 3 — Working Girl
Maryanne paid the fare, stepped out of the cab and moved into the lobby of the Excelsior Hotel. Heads immediately turned to track her movement across the lobby toward the bar. Indeed, she wasn’t exactly made up to “blend in” at the moment.
It had taken a surprisingly short time to go from very pretty to drop dead beautiful. It was astonishing what a touch of makeup her little black dress, what little jewelry she still owned and strap on heels had done for her appearance.
I’m not sure I’ve ever looked this good in my life she thought as moved across the lobby.
Even Bridget and Sally had gaped in astonishment as she had emerged from her bedroom.
“God Mom, you look like you belong on the cover of Cosmo fixed up like that.” her daughter had said.
“Yeah, I guess you’re feeling better huh Ms. Clement?” giggled her brown haired friend.
“Well girls, sometimes a woman just needs a little adult time.” she had replied mischievously. “Don’t wait up for me”. And off she had gone.
She knew her daughter and Sally were rooting for her, pleased to see her step out of the cocoon the divorce and her bitter marriage had forced upon her. Of course, they’d probably be less pleased if they knew what she was truly here for, what nearly every fiber in her being was screaming for her to do, to be.
The Excelsior was the obvious choice for tonight, her first night in her new field of study. It was hosting a large convention of investment bankers lots well to do men, perhaps a bit lonely and far away from home wives and responsibility. It had seemed like a promising place to start in any event.
The rational part of her mind had argued that it would be best to stay home tonight, out of sight, not do anything that might attract Frank’s attention. But the urges, sensual and erotic, had just been overwhelming, too needy and hot to simply stay in the shadows.
She was being followed of course, that much she knew. It was surprising that she had never noticed him before. But there were a lot of things she hadn’t noticed or thought about before. For some reason so much that she had never considered seemed to sharpen into crystal clarity for her now such as how to strut across the lobby in such a way as to turn men’s heads without being overt or obvious. Just the right angle of the hips, too quick smile or bold look. Advertising, but in a subtle unobtrusive way.
She also noticed that the gaze of some women shifted her direction, some with looks of wariness, a few with interest. The wariness she understood, the interest and hunger she saw on some women’s faces was, however, a new experience for her and not a comfortable one.
But business was business and if she was going to attract her target audience, she was inevitably going to drag in some of the perverts as well. It just simply couldn’t be helped.
A part of her felt ashamed as what she was about to do … no … what she was doing. But this was what she was now, try as she might, she just didn’t have a choice.
Confident, she entered the bar and glided into a seat at the end, making sure she was well displayed, but in a place, where she could look and evaluate her prospects. She saw her tail enter the bar and take a seat. A tall handsome man that looked a slightly out of place amongst the refined men and women arrayed within the room. Briefly she considered playing dangerously with him, an image of his stiff dick filling her completely making her cunt leak just a little, but after gracing him in a smoldering gaze that left the young man squirming, she shifted her attention elsewhere. After all he probably didn’t have two pennies to rub together anyway and tonight was about business, not simply pleasure.
The first several men who approached her were politely turned away. They were handsome enough but were obviously looking for freebies. She also noticed a couple of other working girls were already here setting up their marks for the night. They were good, not obvious and were beautiful and enticing in their own way to be sure.
But nothing compared to me. God I’m one hot piece of ass tonight, everyone here is giving me hard look over.
That’s when she found her mark. The one man who wasn’t paying much attention to her, someone who obviously felt she was far out of his league.
He was a generally plain man sitting at the bar just a few seats down, wearing a finely cut probably very expensive tailored suit, a pale mark where his wedding ring had recently been removed. His hair was just starting to gray and bald a bit, probably someone in his late 40’s. Not especially fit nor overweight. No, not someone one of the women who were prowling for some fun would likely be attracted to, but also someone with a shy kind of quality that the more forward “girls” would find difficult to penetrate. No, a less direct, more sophisticated approach was called for.
Smiling Maryanne picked up her drink (7-up), gracefully walked over the man and sat down next to him.
“Hello, my name is Maryanne. Are you here for the conference?” she said looking at him directly
The man glanced over at her with a bit nervously and with a touch of surprise. “Yes. Are you?”
“In a manner of speaking. By the way, I introduced myself, it’s usually polite to return the favor, isn’t it?”
“Oh, sorry about that.” the man said blushing furiously. “Jared”.
“Pleased to meet you, Jared. So, you’re an investment banker. Tell me, what is it exactly that you like about the field.”
And so it began. Men love to talk about themselves and to find an attractive woman that appeared to be genuinely interested in a place far from home, simply broke through the ice and Maryanne and the banker were talking like old friends about any number of things.
She really had found the jackpot with this one, a truly nice guy in most respects and when he gathered up the courage to ask ... “Um … Maryanne, I have a room upstairs and I …” she found that she truly welcomed the idea. But business was business.
Maryanne looked at him sympathetically. “Jared, I would really like to. But you see I’m at work right now and I’m waiting for a client, a client that is quite late I might add. I came over here because you looked like a nice guy and having a nice conversation with someone I might like seemed like a good way to the time.”
“Oh.” The older man said with obvious disappointment. “Is there really someone that you have to meet or are you just saying that to get me to leave you alone.”
Softly Maryanne reached out and took hold of the man’s arm. “No, honestly, there is someone I’m supposed to meet” said Maryanne gently stroking his arm with her fingers “I would personally much rather be with you. You seem like a gentleman and I that man I am supposed to be with tonight is anything but. But business is business. “Still” said Maryanne as if she were contemplating a new idea “my client is late, and my time isn’t inexpensive.”
Maryanne looked speculatively at the older man as she closed in for the kill. “As I said, my time isn’t inexpensive Jared, but it’s not often I get to spend it with someone I like. Someone that I could find real pleasure being with, not just something I have to do as part of my job. If you are interested, I’ll let you take my client’s place.”
The older man looked a bit confused and then a bit shocked. “What are you saying Maryanne, just what kind of business are you in?”
“I think you’ve already figured it out Jared.” Maryanne smiled sweetly. “Normally you probably couldn’t afford me but like I said, I like you and I don’t like someone wasting my valuable time. Besides, being with someone I like is worth quite a bit to me so if you’re interested, I promise you won’t be disappointed. Don’t you think I’m worth it?” she said turning so as to give him a full view of her almost perfect body. “Besides, wouldn’t you like to be with someone you like tonight too?”
The man looked at her in a bit of shock, but Maryanne could see the interest there as well. That was all she needed. Giving him a quick kiss on the cheek she got up from her barstool, extended her hand and smiled at her john with anticipation. “Coming?”
With only a slight bit of hesitation the banker extended his hand, and Maryanne led him out of the bar to the envious stares of some of the men in the bar and the relief of some of the women.
Maryanne had never even thought of doing anything like this before. She had never been the one night stand kind of girl even when she had been in college. She could count the number of sexual partners she had been with on less than the fingers of one hand, it just hadn’t interested her as it had so many of her friends.
But now, just the thought of what she was doing, what she was about to do was one of the most thrilling and arousing things she had ever experienced. She could feel the excitement building in every part of her body and mind. The need, so hot and demanding it was all she could do to not drop to her knees and take Jared’s glorious dick in her mouth and suck him off right in the middle of the lobby.
Even the negotiations for price (a very high price) were secondary to the heat building inside of her. She wanted to fuck, she needed to fuck, and she needed to do it NOW.
By the time the elevator doors closed behind them Maryanne’s was no longer a thinking being, only the call of her cunt seemed to matter. Turning toward the older man she pushed him into the corner and kissed him with a ion she could scarcely describe. It was as if all thoughts of anything but fucking this man and making him cum as hard and as often as possible had been stripped from her mind. Modesty, propriety all of it stripped away in a few moments until all she was, all she wanted to be was a red-headed sex machine whose only goal was to fuck long and well.
Jared was surprised at first but soon Maryanne’s obvious ion and need overwhelmed even his feeble protests and need for decorum and soon they were clawing at each other’s clothes, his lips on her nipples, his had pressing hard against her panties, undressing each other even as they stumbled out of the elevator and towards his room, leaving a shocked group of bystanders to gape at their progress.
As Jared opened the door, Maryanne whispered into his ear “You will never forget this night Jared, never in a million years. I want you so much baby, I really truly do”.
Jared looked up at her with a wondering look. “You really do, don’t you.”
Nodding in the affirmative, the red-headed whore pressed her first john back on the bed and stripped the intervening undergarments from him. It was so easy, so natural, so unbelievably right as she straddled his body, placing the hot lips of her dripping cunt over his upright cock.
This was the first time in her life that she had ever fucked a stranger. The first time in her life where the word fuck even applied to what she was about to do. But as she looked down at the man beneath her, his eyes open with disbelief and need, she knew that fuck was exactly what she was about to do. What she was meant to do … what she had been programmed to do.
“Yes,” she whispered. “God yes, this is what I am.”
A part of her screamed to stop, that she had been altered, changed against her will. That she wasn’t like this. That she should run home to her daughter and find a way to put this behind her.
But she didn’t care … the feeling of his modest dick pressing against her pussy lips was more than she could bear, more than she could resist. It just had to be.
And as she sank down on the married man’s cock … she knew that she was the glorious whore she had been molded into … that this was her life … and as the pleasure ran over her, she knew that there was no turning back, not now, not ever.
She rode him … rode him as if his cock were the most glorious thing in the world, moaning and screaming as he bucked up against and into her. Reveling in all that she was … milking his thrusts for each ounce of friction, rotating her hips to feel his glorious cock moving inside of her, … cumming … and cumming again until she could feel him grow inside of her … until she could see it in his eyes, his body, his gasps for air.
“That’s it baby” she said soothingly. “Cum for me … cum inside of me and make me scream for you … make me scream for you Jared … oh god … God YES”.
And he did, his eyes rolling in disbelief as he plunged deep into her cunt, pumping his seed deep into a place that had been far too long without it. It blinded her, consumed her and with a primal yell she came as hard as she had ever imagined she could.
Laying down, pressing her body next to his she smothered him with kisses. “Thank you, baby, … oh god I needed that soooo much. Dear god I’d forgotten how good it felt to fuck with someone I really like.”
Jared tried to speak but for several moments couldn’t catch his breath. Finally, he managed to whisper. “That was … unbelievable. I’ve … I’ve never done anything like that before. You were right, you’re worth every penny and a whole lot more, Maryanne. But what do I do now? … do I pay you?”
Maryanne looked down at him and giggled. “No silly, I’m not even close to being done with you tonight. I like you ? I’m sure you have a couple more good stands left in you and the evening’s young.”
Jared gasped. “You mean … there’s more? I never can get hard more than once.”
Maryanne looked at him with confidence and a playful smile “You will tonight stud. I guarantee it.”
“You really do like me ... god it’s been so long since I’ve made love to someone that really cared a rat’s ass about me.” Jared said in obvious gratitude.
“Yes baby, I do.” said the redheaded whore “And now it’s time to make you all hard again so that I can prove it to you all over again.”
And he and she did, several times, each time better than the one before, her John gaining confidence with each time.
Maryanne was in bliss. It was like she could fuck all night and each time she did, all she wanted to do was fuck some more. She was insatiable, reveling in the ion and pleasure flowing through her body. Never had she ever imagined it could be like this, never had she thought anything could be like this. God … how many men would she fuck, in how many different ways. She had found herself, in a bizarre, twisted kind of way, she had found a new kind of freedom.
Jared looked over at her as they both recovered from their latest glorious fucking session. Jared really was taking a lot of satisfaction from this on all sorts of levels. Probably all of those years of being some bitches scratching post was bubbling to the surface in him. Maybe for the first time in years, Jared was getting a chance to be a man and to be appreciated. Here he was the one in charge. Whoever Mrs. Jared was, she was probably in for a few changes when her husband returned home.
“So, what do we do now?” he said as he began to play casually with Maryanne’s cunny, sending the most delightful shivers through her.
“Whatever you want to do baby.” Maryanne cooed appreciatively.
“Well right now I think I need an aspirin. I haven’t had this much exercise in bed since ... well since never.” Jared smiled. “And I’ve used a few muscles I’d forgotten I had.”
“Well, I have a bottle of Motrin in my purse if that would help” said Maryanne in a languid voice. “You haven’t quite gotten your money’s worth yet and besides, I’m having fun.”
“Well,” said Jared rolling off the bed and picking up Maryanne’s purse “I certainly don’t want to leave a lady disappointed.”
“Oh, now you’re flattering me. I just knew you were a gentleman ... but not too much of a gentleman” said Maryanne striking a provocative pose on the bed.
“What’s this?” Jared said suddenly pulling her golden dong out of her purse.
Maryanne was lost momentarily in confusion and shock. She was sure she had left it at home in its case. How could she have possibly missed it? The thing was almost as large as the purse itself. She was certain it hadn’t been there before.
She didn’t know but as she lay there watching Jared examine the device she could feel its pull again. Her clit began to tingle uncontrollably, her nipples aching unmercifully as they stiffened into cherry pit hard nubs and her cunt began overflowing as it dripped its juices on the already cum soaked sheets. Soon she was as aroused as she had been all night. She just couldn’t help herself.
Jared looked over at her with a quizzical look. “Why would you need something like this with you?” the slightly balding man said noticing Maryanne’s instant and compelling arousal. “And look at you, you’re almost panting. Does this thing really make you that hot? I mean, we’ve fucked at least 3 times already and you look as if you are more aroused by this thing than you have been all night.”
Maryanne looked at Jared with a measure of desperation, confusion and a bit of apprehension. She could hear the beginnings of something in Jared’s voice that she didn’t like. “I … I didn’t know I had it with me. I ... I ... I’m just hot for you .”
Jared looked at Maryanne as she began to uncontrollable play with her clitty, her eyes fixed on the malevolent golden beauty of the dong. “How could you not know it was there. It must be awfully important; it pretty much fills your purse and ... I can see it excites you. ” he said with a bit of wonder as he dragged it over her now trembling body. “I think you like it a lot. Why do you like this so much Maryanne? It’s just a piece of plastic after all isn’t it?”
“I don’t know … it would be hard to explain … i…” moaned Maryanne as she involuntarily began to spread her legs to receive her golden master.
“Hard to explain?” said Jared, a undertone of suspicion creeping into his voice “Hard to explain or something you don’t want to explain.” He said as he rolled Maryanne over on her front and spread her pussy lips.
“Don’t … want … to … explain.” She gasped as she felt the Whoremaker slip into her sopping wet cunt. The feeling was simply indescribable “Oh Dear God … OH GOD ... God please Jared I can’t ... can’t ... explain ... I don’tt .. .ddodnn’tt know... GOD what you’re doing to mee ... godddddd ... .”
“Don’t want to explain?” said Jared as he watched Maryanne begin to moan uncontrollably and buck her hips against the artificial phallus. “What ... do you use it to fuck yourself and cum after you’ve played your little act for your customers. Made them feel like they are so fucking great and then you whip out your little toy and finish the job? Is that what you were going to do when you were done with me?”
“Noo ...not like ...like thatt ... I … don’t … know.” she whimpered as she began to involuntarily fuck herself against the golden dong. “Oh Fuck I’m such a hot little whore … oh fuck … OH Fuck Jared … God fuck me … Oh GOD PLEASE BABY FUCK ME HARD.”
“God you are one hot little fucking whore.” said Jared, his member starting to stiffen again as Maryanne thrashed beneath him. “But what kind of sick bitch would prefer something like this to the real thing, huh??!! I mean who would want a piece of plastic when you can have the real thing ... unless ... . You’re not a lezzie are you? Is that it? Is that what you didn’t want me to find out about? That all of this was some kind of fucking act? That when you go home you’ve got a girlfriend waiting for you? Is that it? Are you some kind of lesbian whore??!!”
Maryanne’s mind reeled and the words hit her like a branding iron. She couldn’t think, her mind spinning so fast, the dong so deep inside of her, fucking her mind. “no …nooooo” she whimpered. “no … oh fucking god .. I’m … not nn nnnott … I … OH GOD … OH GOD … I CAN’T THINK … OH PLEASE DON’T. DON’T DO THIS TO ME!!!”
“God, I can’t believe it.” Jared said, his voice filled with outrage and hurt as he slammed the dong even more forcefully into the enraptured whore’s cunt. “I’ve been fucking a lesbo whore, a fucking lesbo whore. God, I bet when you get home you and your girlfriend are going to have a good laugh at the guy you fucked tonight, aren’t you. God what a fucking actress, making me believe you cared. I can’t believe I believed you. I can’t fucking believe I actually thought you cared.”
“noo … NOOOOOO…” Maryanne screamed. “Not like that… I’m NOT… I … I love ... love to fucck ccocckkk i ... I ... lovee ttoo licck .. i meeaan ... succk pussy ... godd no I mmeeaan oohhhhhh ffucccckkk nnnooooo … Oh God Don’t DO thiss ttoo meeee i ... I ddon’ttt wwanntt too beee ... ”
“Oh yeah?!” screamed her john as he pulled the soaking wet dong out of her snatch and roughly began working it into her virgin ass. “You aren’t going to fool me again bitch. You’re nothing but a fucking little rugmunching whore. it it. I Said IT IT!!!”
Maryanne screamed as the thick dong split her ass. Pain, searing pain that made her mind blank to anything except her Jared’s words … little, lesbo, rugmunching, whore, girlfriend at home … it it … it it … IT IT!!!!”
Struggling her mind tried to reject it. She wasn’t, she couldn’t ... never Never NEVER!! Dear GOD can’t ... can’t ... oh sweet god ...
“YESS” she screamed in horror and need as she felt her mind molded like clay … “YESSSSSS!!!” she screamed again as the pain in her ass transformed into the purest pleasure. “YESSS !!!” she screamed as she felt the fire rewriting her mind. “GOD FUCK YESSSSSS … LESBO …. RUGMUNCHING … WHORE … GIRLFRIEND … AT HOME …. YES … DEAR GOD HELP ME …. I … I IT IT … .OH DEAR GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!!! GOD Jared You DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO MEEEE. ”
“I’m making you cum like the little lesbian bitch whore you are.” The older man said as he rammed his dick deep into her cunt. “And you are going to cum this time because of ME you fucking dyke!! Do you UNDERSTAND?”
Maryanne squirmed in horror as she bucked under the assault to her body and mind.
“YESSS ... UNDDEERSTANNDDDDD ... OH FUCK ... CAN’T STOP IT ... OH FUCKING GOD I CAN’T”.
She came, the thought of what was happening to her overwhelming her. But it wasn’t Jared’s dick that did it ... with sorrow she knew it might as well not even have been there now for all it was doing for her. No, it was the pulsing madness of the dong deep inside her ass that filled her with its pleasure and power, filled her with thoughts and made her body respond.
Eventually Jared was through with her, had finished pumping his cum into her. With a glower he extracted and tossed the used dong onto her, tossed her money on the bed and told her to get out.
A little worse for wear Maryanne went to the lobby bathroom and began pulling herself into order again. She looked at herself in the mirror noting that even a bit out of place she still looked “stunningly beautiful”. Briefly she wondered why even after all she had gone through with Jared she still looked like some kind of model ready to fuck again at a moment’s notice. But as she looked at herself, she realized it was something deeper, more fundamental, like everything else that was changing all around her.
But surely what had happened with her and Jared couldn’t be. Just because she had lost interest in him didn’t mean that she was suddenly into women. No of course not. A preposterous and sickening idea and nothing more. It had just been the ion of the moment. After all, it took more than a few words and a rubberized dong to rewrite the fundamental truth about a person, didn’t it?
As she pondered these matters the door to the bathroom opened and a pretty blonde in a stunning blue dress walked in. Seeing Maryanne, the young woman flashed a smile and despite herself, Maryanne could feel her cunt begin to heat and her nipples ache.
God it can’t be ... it just can’t.
It was like the world was shifting underneath her feet. Everything was changing. And as the woman disappeared into the stall Maryanne’s hand involuntarily began to rub her clitty as the desire to follow the woman and eat her sweet pussy nearly overwhelmed her.
Oh dear god, what is happening to me, what the hell am I going to do. she thought as with her last shred of self control she fled from the bathroom.
Dear god WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!!
She struggled through the lobby but as she went one thing was growing on her mind. She needed a girlfriend to come home to, and she needed one so desperately she could scream.
God what will Bridget think. Dear god what will everyone think of me ...
But it was beyond her control now. Something was changing inside of her once again and try as she might, she knew she couldn’t stop it.
She walked out of the hotel briskly, hailed a cab and headed home. There was work to do. Soon there would be a guest at the Clement house, a permanent one. Besides she had to hurry. She had, after all, promised Sheila she’d be to work on time ... .