1. April - From Teen to Street Hooker Pt. 05


    Date: 4/30/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byAprilTwenties, Source: Literotica

    ... rolled up note, by the side, put it to my nose and over the freshly chopped lines and bang out a couple.
    
    As I do so, Emma looks down to her semen splattered legs, looks at Martika, and then asks.
    
    'Martika, would your bitch clean me up?'
    
    'Sure. Bitch, clean out her cunt' she grunts at me.
    
    Emma lies down on the floor and I get between her legs, lapping at the lips of her labia, sucking at that white jelly-like substance, cleaning her legs as well. I use a combination of short and long licks. I'm beginning to like pussy. Not so much the semen-splattered pussy - like this one - but like Jen and Amber....my regular lesbian fuck partners.
    
    Emma's gismed one? Well, it's ok I guess. This is my life. What I have to get used to. So, not showing any negative behaviours to my owner.
    
    Unless, of course, I want to get another beating.
    
    'That's nice, boo...' I say to Emma. Distracting everyone. Good.
    
    We chat a little and drink. I get to blow some of the boys. I blow deep, just how Martika has taught me. I swallow each and every deposit. That's what's expected of me.
    
    I do one more of them doggie style before we're finished. I'm the last of us to finish up. Eyes closed, mouth open and just full-on purring.
    
    The girls just laugh at me before Martika helps me to my feet. I shimmy down my leather mini and begin to blush.
    
    We get our jackets, kiss the boys and Emma goodbye and head back home. Martika offers me a cigarette and lights me up.
    
    'You're really getting ...
    ... into it, bitch, aren't you? Good.'
    
    We get in. Martika makes two cups of tea. As she sips away at the steaming liquid she barks 'Arm...' and I give out my left arm, as per normal...rolling up my sleeve.
    
    'No, bitch, your other arm.' she snorts.
    
    I look.
    
    I offer up my right arm, rolling up the sleeve as Martika ties me off at the elbow and goes through the same sequence that she normally does. Get the heroin, onto a spoon, heat it up with a lighter and then, using a cigarette filter, extract the liquid into the syringe. Flick the syringe, as I gather to remove any air bubbles, and then inject into the vein.
    
    Simple....
    
    Then...untie....
    
    Once that fiery liquid is running into my veins it's all over. The warm, welcome...like a big cushion....is so enticing. I accept gladly.
    
    Fade to black.
    
    I come around to the sounds of Miya playing and trying to wake me up.
    
    'April, April. Are you awake? C'mon...' she shouts, pulling my ear.
    
    'I'm awake, boo. I'm awake...' I stumble through my words.
    
    'Right. We're going out again to the chemist, bitch.' shouts Martika.
    
    So, I pull on a jacket and me, Martika and the kids head over to the chemists and, as before, I go in and get my 2 packs of 10 condoms. Again, another bloody queue!
    
    The girl behind is sniggering to her mate. I blush but try to put it to the back of my mind and the queue is gently progressing forward.
    
    'It's all about deconditioning. My owner wants me to see this as as normal as breathing. This is ...
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