A year after her..."encounter" with a stallion that offered her a meager bag of bits for something she thought she'd NEVER give, Trixie is forced to make the same decision...only THIS time, on HER terms...
Still struggling to make ends meet after her disastrous failure in Ponyville at the hooves of that insufferable Twilight Sparkle, Trixie Lulumoon, The Greatest Showmare in Equestria...was faced with a situation she never thought she'd have to endure.
Hungry, her wagon in need of repairs, and her audiences throwing more jeers than bits...when that lone stallion came to her late one night after one of her failed shows and offered her more than she'd seen in almost a month for...what he wanted from a young, pretty mare...alone...she hadn't refused.
Now, it's a year later, her situation hasn't much improved, and she's forced to think about what she did, and whether should she do it again.
If so, it will be on her terms this time!
This is a sequel to Far From the Limelight, originally written by Some Leech, who graciously gave this author permission to do so. I highly recommend reading that story first, for it has haunted me ever since I read it, and I am quite sure it will leave a lasting impression on other readers as well.
"Thank you, thank you!" shouted Trixie, as she finished her show with a flourish, setting off the last of her fireworks and standing in a heroic pose on her improvised stage. "The Great and Powerful Trixie thanks you for your patronage! She will be here all week!" There was scattered, reluctant hoof-stomping from the few ponies still in attendance, as most of them had wandered off long ago. Some did throw a few bits onto her stage as they left, and her heart sank at the low number, but she kept up a brave face and a smile and repeated, "Thank you all!"
She waited until all had left (which wasn't long) and quickly gathered up all the money, making sure she got every coin. Then and only then did she let her face fall, stowed the few bits into her cape, then set about disassembling her stage. All throughout her performance, she'd hoped her stomach rumblings hadn't been heard over her many tricks, light shows, and fireworks, but now that the show was over she could finally settle down and get something to eat. Stowing away her cape and hat and locking up her wagon, she ventured into the Town proper, looking for a cheap restaurant or an inn. Her budget was tight, but she simply couldn't face another evening of old, roasted carrots or thin porridge.
Ever since the fiasco in Ponyville, she'd been forced to stick to more and more remote towns in Equestria, on the off chance nopony had heard of her disgrace. But it seemed that even out here, news traveled fast, so that sometimes she was denied entrance to a town by the Mayor even before she could set up, as she was immediately recognized. This stung more than she cared to admit to herself, for though she loved the life on the Road, and thoroughly enjoyed her own company...it still rankled to be rejected out of hoof before given a chance! She was sure she could regain her reputation for after all, she is still The Great and Powerful Trixie!...but...here she was...in this backwater town whose name she'd already forgotten...looking for a place that would serve her enough cheap food to quiet her stomach for one night...
As she was slowly trotting along, trying to ignore her cramping stomach, she saw a sight that made her eyes widen. On the corner, under a streetlight, stood a couple of laughing mares. But that wasn't what caused her to stop still and stare, it was how they were dressed. All of them were wearing either tiny skirts or skin-tight shorts, thigh-high stockings or socks, as well as far too much makeup! She ducked back around the corner and peeked around it to watch them, her hunger forgotten for the moment.
Very soon, a stallion came up to them, and she watched as they giggled and flirted with him, then one of them nodded and walked off with him, leaving little doubt in her mind as to their..."profession." Trixie turned back away from the sight and slid to a sitting position with her back against the wall, as thoughts of her..."encounter" with a certain stallion a year ago came unbidden into her mind. Her wagon had been on the verge of breaking down, her last performances had only netted her a hoofful of bits, she hadn't had a bite of fresh fruit in weeks, so she'd done what she had to do. With the money she'd..."earned"...she'd repaired her wagon, restocked her supplies, treated herself to some farm-fresh produce...and tried to forget.
But, she couldn't.
She looked around the corner again, studying the faces of the mares who were left. Obviously, they did this on the regular, yet they didn't seem troubled in the least! Maybe...maybe it took a certain mindset, or maybe they were...damaged in some way? Far from being a prude, Trixie had very much enjoyed the occasional bedsport as much as any mare...but to do it with total strangers? For...for...money?! She...she had to know why!
And so, taking a deep breath, she got to her hooves and slowly approached them. The two mares watched her coming, then smirked at her. "Well, hello, sweetie! You're really cute... and you look like you haven't had a nice, warm body in your bed in a while!"
Trixie drew herself up proudly. "That is not why Trixie is here!" she said with an indignant sniff. Immediately, their demeanor changed.
"Yeah?" one scoffed, as her face grew hard. "Then take a hike, loser; you're scaring off the paying customers!"
Trixie backed off a few paces, then said, "Tr...Trixie only wanted to ask a few...questions..."
She rounded on her. "About what?! About us?! What do you think we're doing out here, running a gossip column?! Beat it!!"
As she turned to go, the other hooker said, "Hey, wait a second...I know you: you're that magician that just came into town, aren't you?"
She looked back over her shoulder. "Y...yes, that is I...the...ahem," she turned around, "The Great and Powerful Trixie!" While the second one just stared, the first one broke into derisive laughter.
"Are you kidding?! You're the biggest joke in Equestria! Everypony knows about you and your little "performance" back in Ponyville! How you can still show your face in public is beyond me!" Still laughing, she nudged her friend. "Come on, Brandi, let's go find another corner. This one's got "loser-vibes" all over it!"
Brandi frowned at her friend and said, "I'll...be right with you, Joy, I...want to talk to her for a bit..."
Joy looked at them both with disgust. "Fine. But if you miss your quota tonight, don't expect me to cover for you with Slick." So without another word, she flicked her tail in her face and sauntered off.
Trixie watched her go, then said in a small voice, "Trixie is sorry if she caused trouble between you and your friend."
But Brandi just smiled and waved a hoof. "Don't worry about it. Me and Joy go back a long way. She's really sweet once you get to know her." At the look on the other mare's face, she said, "No, really, she is! She's gotten me out of trouble plenty of times! I probably wouldn't be alive today if it wasn't for her..." At that moment, Trixie's stomach chose to growl, and her face went beet red. Brandi said, "Umm...why don't we find somewhere a bit more private to talk? I know a place that makes the best hayburgers and fries!"
Trixie stuck her nose in the air. "Trixie...is...not hungry..."
Brandi smiled. "Well, I am! Shall we go?" Trixie sighed.
"If you insist."
She could smell the food when they came within a block of the restaurant, and as soon as they went through the doors, it was all she could do to keep from openly salivating. The place was bustling with customers of all ages and to Trixie's famished eyes, all of them were sitting before tons of food...all of them happy and smiling, seemingly without a care in the world. One of the cooks looked up and saw Brandi come in, beamed at her, and waved. "Hey, Brandi, sweetheart! You're in early tonight!"
She smiled and waved back. "Hey, Joe...yeah, I brought a friend in." She glanced briefly back at her and added, "Give us two of your "Monster Specials" with all the works, and a quiet booth if you've got one left!"
With a toothy grin, he said, "Sure thing, babe!" He reached up and popped the bell on the counter. "Mabel! Git Brandi and her friend a booth in the back! Chop! Chop!"
A greying mare, with several orders still in her hooves, yelled back, "Gimme a second!" Setting the orders down on the tables, she quickly bustled up to the two and said, "Hi, Brandi!" Then she stopped and her brow lowered as she stared at the unicorn. "Hey...don't I know this one?"
Trixie began with, "Trixie is The Great---" but that is as far as she got before she was cut off.
"She's just somepony that needed a friend tonight, Mabel," said Brandi with a smile. "...and we're starving, so how about that booth?"
Mabel raised an eyebrow as she spared another suspicious glance at the unicorn, then back to her friend. "You're too sweet, hon. It's gonna get you into trouble." She sighed. "Follow me..." Wending their way through the restaurant, (and ignoring a few hostile stares) they finally arrived at a booth in the very back, far from the crowd. Once they were seated, Mabel asked, "What'll you two have to drink?"
Brandi grinned. "Got any of that 'Sweet Apple Acres Cider' left?"
Mabel nodded. "I think we might have one barrel we haven't tapped yet...I'll go see."
"Great! Two big mugs of that, then!" As the waitress made her way off, Brandi froze as she realized the other mare was staring at her. "Is...something...wrong?"
"Tr...Trixie...cannot remember...the last time...she had...cider..."
Brandi giggled. "You're cute...and the way you talk...it's quite different!"
Trixie frowned. "Are you...laughing at Trixie?"
Brandi's eyes widened. "No! I've just...never met anypony who talks like you do...it's very...regal!"
Mollified, Trixie drew herself up proudly and declared, "Trixie hails from a long line of famous performers, dating back many centuries...Trixie's ancestors have entertained royalty on many occasions!"
Brandi's eyes sparkled. "That's... Impressive!" Then she sat back and sighed. "My..."family"...isn't so impressive, however..." She shrugged and added, "But, one must play the cards one is dealt, so I'm not complaining." At this last, Trixie looked away and blushed slightly. Brandi read her face, and smiled. "You're about to ask me about how I became a whore, aren't you?"
Trixie's eyes shot open at this brazen question and her head jerked up. "NO!" Then seeing the serene smile on the other mare's face, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "...yes. That was the question Trixie wanted to ask out on the street."
Brandi giggled again. "No need to be embarrassed! I don't mind talking about it, but I suggest we eat first...you...might not be hungry after you hear my tale." She looked up to see Mabel returning. "Ah! Right on time! And look! They did have the cider!"
Though she tried to remain 'ladylike' while she ate, the food was SOOO good and so much better than what she was expecting she found herself wolfing it down, while her companion politely declined to notice. It wasn't referred to as 'The Monster Special' for nothing, for it consisted of a triple-patty cheese hayburger (Pepperjack), served on a freshly-baked Brioche bun with pickles, mustard, ketchup, sauteed red onions, grilled portabello mushrooms, vine-ripened tomatoes, and fresh Green Leaf lettuce, along with a veritable mountain of crinkle-cut fries! Even the ketchup was made in-house and their own special recipe, and was almost good enough to be eaten on its own! Washing it down with the 'Sweet Apple Acres' cider was the pinnacle of the heavenly epicurean adventure, so much so that Trixie knew she would be set for at least another day!
After she was done, she sat back and sighed. Her plate was spotless and looked clean enough to be put back on the shelf without being washed. Brandi didn't say anything, but her eyes told a different story. Trixie cleared her throat and said, "Trixie was raised never to leave food on her plate, for it is considered impolite to one's host..."
Brandi nodded. "Of course, that makes perfect sense..." Taking a last sip of her cider, she said, "So! How much do you want to know?"
Trixie blushed again, and said, "W...whatever you feel comfortable telling Tri...I mean...telling me..."
Brandi noticed the change in inflection but again, kept silent about it. "Well, it's pretty simple, actually. My father started raping me when I was eight years old, and when I was about ten I told my mother, but she didn't believe me." At Trixie's shocked expression, she added, "It wasn't so bad. I put up with them both for another two years and then ran away, and started living on the streets, but the police kept catching me and sending me back to them. so when I broke out one night, I traded sex for anypony that would help me travel until I could make it to another city, far enough away from my parents, and tried staying out of the grownups' attention and living as best I could on my own. Of course, I got caught again and got stuck in a foster home, and wouldn't you know it? The same thing happened to me there with the stallion who was my foster Dad. So I ran away again, and that's when I met Joy. She and I had the same background, but she was smarter than me about it. She took me to meet Slick, and me and the other girls have been working for him ever since." She gave a bitter laugh. "I figured I was just too pretty, even at that age, that stallions just couldn't keep their hooves off me, so I decided if that's all I'm good for, why not get paid for it?"
Trixie was almost speechless. "Wasn't...wasn't there...anything else you could do?" she stammered.
Brandi smiled. "Like what?" She extended her wings and gave them a little flap. "Join the Wonderbolts?" Another bitter laugh. "Unless they have 'Blowjob Division', I doubt I'd be of much use to them." She looked up to see the cook smiling at her from across the aisle. "And speaking of blowjobs..." She got to her hooves and said, "Excuse me a moment..."
Trixie stared at her. "Wait! Where are you going?"
Brandi smiled at her over her shoulder as she walked away. "To pay for our meals, of course..."
Back home in her wagon, Trixie couldn't sleep. Her mind was reeling with the information she'd learned that night, and she was still trying to process it all. She and Brandi had talked for at least another hour after Brandi had..."settled" the bill, and Trixie had found herself opening up to this stranger about all the pain she'd endured over the past year. She'd told her all about that bastard Pinion, and why she'd done what she'd done, but also how she couldn't understand how Brandi and her friends could do what they did and not feel the guilt and shame she did.
"You're not like us, Trixie," Brandi had told her, "...you're a good pony..."
She certainly didn't feel like a good pony. And right now, she wasn't a hungry pony...but that would soon change if she didn't do something...drastic. And by Celestia, she wasn't going to keep going to bed hungry!!
There was one other thing Brandi had given her: an address. It was only temporary, she told herself. Just enough to get by, and then never again.
Tomorrow, she would seek out this 'Slick', and see if he could use an extra mare.
After using the last of her bits to stow her precious wagon in a secure, well-lit storage yard, Trixie checked the address written on the paper given to her by Brandi the night before once again and made her way there. The neighborhood in which she found herself was even sleazier than any she'd ever been, and she already was having second (and third!) thoughts about what she was doing. But, she steeled herself, and remembered her purpose: she was going to get out of this cycle of poverty, and also, she was going to find a way to get back at that...that...BITCH! And if that meant she'd have to sell her body, why then, that was simply one more charge she would lay at her hooves!
She walked up the concrete steps of the rowhome, trying to ignore the salacious stares of the few stallions (both old and young) out on the street, swallowed, then knocked on the door. After a few moments, it opened, and a young Unicorn mare stood there staring up at her. "What do you want?" Trixie stared for a moment. Although the filly was younger than herself, she had an air of being much older and harder, as well as the fact she was smoking a cigarette. "Well? I asked you a question!"
"Tr..I...mean...I...need to talk to Slick." she finally managed.
The filly smiled, then blew smoke in her face, which made Trixie cough. "What for?"
Trixie frowned. "My business is with him, little girl! Now, is he here, or not?!"
The filly smirked once again, then said, "Yeah, he's here...follow me." She stepped aside for her, as Trixie walked in. The inside of the home belied the outside, for it was neatly furnished and surprisingly clean, and she could smell a delicious stew cooking from somewhere inside. To her left was a sitting area, with many couches and easy chairs crowding the room, and seated upon all were mares, fillies, and a few stallions and colts of various ages, who all looked up at her when she came in. Some expressions were curious, some were indifferent, but none spoke to her or showed any sign of welcome. "This way..." The filly led her down a narrow hallway and then up some stairs until they finally reached a large bedroom. The filly knocked on the door and said, "Slick? New mare to see you." She then turned to Trixie with a wicked smile and whispered, "...I can't wait to see what he does to you!" Then snickering to herself, she left.
Trixie's heart sank at these words, and she was just about to turn and run, when the door opened, and she looked up and up at one of the biggest Earth ponies she had ever seen! His fur was jet-black, with one gold earring, and his mane was done up in a Mohawk. His eyes were a piercing green, without a hint of sympathy or kindness in them as he studied her, and his voice was a deep baritone when he finally spoke.
"What's your name, slut?"
Trixie blushed. "I am not a slut, Sir! And I'll thank you to speak to me with some respect!" But the burly male only smiled. Grabbing her by the neck, he effortlessly lifted her off the floor as she gasped, then threw her inside the room and shut the door.
Never raising his voice as he slowly approached her, while she lay where she had fallen and stared up at him with frightened eyes, he said, "No...you are a slut. And by the time I'm done with you, you'll understand that's all you'll ever be..."
"There, there...you'll be okay...just...let it out..." Brandi rocked her and held her once Slick had finished with her two hours later. Trixie was still sobbing and sore as she lay in her friend's arms. No entrance of hers had been spared by him, yet she found herself fighting feelings of both disgust and arousal. The positions she'd undergone were many she'd never before tried, and there was a tiny part in the back of her brain that understood his cruelty had a perverse purpose. This was confirmed when her friend gently pointed out, "He didn't really hurt you, did he?" Trixie had to take a moment, then reluctantly shook her head. Brandi held her face in her hooves. "See? No black eyes, no broken bones, no swollen lips...Slick really does take care of us!"
Trixie dried her eyes and looked up at her. "S...so...what happens...n...now?" Brandi smiled.
"Now? We get you fixed up to start making some bits!"
Three days later, Trixie found herself out on a street corner, late one night, with Joy, Brandi, and that hard filly whom she later learned was named Terri. Under Brandi's tutelage, she'd cut and dyed her mane and tail red, worn dark stockings and skin-tight black short-shorts to cover her cutie mark, and had borrowed various bangles of cheap jewelry for her neck and front hooves, as well as pink lipstick and dark eyeshadow. She was as nervous as a kitten and kept close to Brandi as much as she could, though she tried to keep the fear out of her voice while the others were perfectly at ease. She looked up and froze as a stallion approached. "Oo! Here we go, "Cherry!" whispered Brandi to Trixie, "...this one is eyeing you up already!"
Indeed, he was already leering at her when he trotted up and said, "Well, hello! Here's a new face! What's your name, babe?"
Trixie looked away as her face flushed, and she stammered, "Tri--" but was bumped by her friend, so she finished with, "...umm...Cherry."
His leer grew brighter. "Well, "Umm Cherry," how good are you at sucking cock?"
Trixie's face flushed with anger, but she remembered why she was out there, and said, "You'll need 100 bits to find out..."
He threw back his head and laughed. "100 bits for some street slut?! Where do you think you are, at the Mareiot?!"
"I'll do it for fifty, Mister!" piped up Terri.
He smiled down at her. "Sorry kid...you're even younger than my daughters...ain't no way!"
Then Joy took him by the shoulder and said, "Come with me, handsome...I'm sure we can work something out with that big cock of yours..." He smiled at her and allowed her to take him to a back alley. Once they were gone, Terri rounded on Trixie.
"What do you think you're doing, charging a john a hundred bits for a blowjob?! Who do you think you are, Princess Celestia?!" She spat at her hooves. "Just you wait until I tell Slick what you did!"
"Cut her some slack, Terri," asked Brandi. "It's her first time doing something like this...she's bound to make mistakes..."
The angry filly was unmoved. "She's not gonna mess up my money tonight! As soon as Joy is done sucking that guy's dick, me and her are outta here! You and your charity case are On. Your. OWN!!" She then turned her back on them, walked off a few paces, then took out her pack of smokes from her purse, and began furiously puffing.
Trixie looked up at her friend and said, "I'm sorry about---" but stopped and gasped when Brandi scowled at her.
"You. CAN'T. DO things like that, Trixie!" She stepped closer to her as Trixie shrank back. "You will screw things up for all of us if you don't lose that attitude!" She poked her in the forehead, just below her horn. "You're a whore now, get it?! I tried to warn you, but you insisted, so now you're here! You're not going to make a mountain of bits in just ONE night and then get out of the business! That's not how it works! I told you that! So get it through your head before you get yourself hurt...or worse!"
Brandi held her gaze angrily for a few more moments, then turned away. In a small voice, she heard, "I'm...sorry...it won't happen again..." Brandi looked over her shoulder at her. "Slick doesn't make us "set prices", because we're not running a retail store. Each of us gets whatever we can out of these johns, but we have to be reasonable! If you think your cock sucking skills are worth a hundred bits a pop, then prove it! You first have to gain a reputation for being worth it! You can't just charge that out of the blue! Suck a few cocks, make some guys' heads explode, and let them tell their friends, and they'll be demanding your services!" Then her face softened, and she turned back to fully face her. "Now, tell me honestly: before your time with Slick, how many cocks have you had in your mouth?"
Trixie looked away, and whispered, "...three..."
Brandi nodded. "I could tell. And another question: how many did you swallow?"
Trixie startled and looked up at her, then looked away again. "...none...besides with Slick...he made me swallow..."
Brandi smiled and leaned closer, and lowered her voice. "And...did it taste...good?"
Trixie finally met her eyes...then smiled. "Y...yes...it did! But...there was so much of it...I...I almost choked!"
Brandi giggled. "That's Slick for you! He's bigger than most stallions, so if you could take his cock on, these johns out here won't give you any trouble!"
Just as they were done talking, Joy staggered back up to them with a dopey smile on her face. Terri smirked up at her. "You look like you had a good time! What happened?"
Joy looked back at the john who was leaving without a backward glance, then turned back to the group and wheezed, "He...he was packin' quite the equipment, and he wanted more than just getting that monster sucked!" Her eyes crossed for a moment, then she added, "Good thing I had plenty of lube, or else my asshole would be sore for days!" Once her eyes refocused, she looked down at the filly. "I did you a favor, Terri...he would have split you in two!"
"Hah!" exclaimed the brash filly. She turned around and slapped her flank, making her asscheeks under her miniskirt ripple. "This little ass had taken on bigger cocks than that! And I would have sucked his big balls dry!" Joy and Brandi smiled at her, then Joy's eyes grew serious as she looked up at Trixie.
"Now then, what are we going to do about you, Little Miss "Hundred Bit Blowjob'?"
"She--" started Brandi, but Joy held up a hoof.
"Shut up, Brandi, and stop babying her." She looked at her friend. "You know you're not really helping her," and here she bore her eyes back into Trixie's, "...and I want to hear it from her. Well? How do you plan to make right your fuck-up?"
Trixie stared back at her, as her lower lip began to tremble. "I...I don't...know..."
Joy scowled. "I didn't think so. So here's what you're going to do." She gestured around at the group. "WE will tell the next few johns how much to charge you, WHAT you're going to do for them, and then YOU are going to do it!" She stepped closer to her. "If they want their dick sucked, then you'll do it and swallow EVERY DROP! If they want to fuck you up the ASS, then you will let them be as rough as they WANT! For the rest of tonight, YOU are going to be a FUCKTOY!UNDERSTAND?!"
Trixie looked from her to Brandi to Terri, and saw the same look in ALL of their eyes, then lowered her head...and slowly nodded.
As if Trixie's luck couldn't get any worse, by the time a stallion did come up and ask for her "services," both Brandi and Joy were already occupied, leaving her with...Terri. The filly smiled wickedly up at her and then said to the john, "Hi, Mister! What are you looking for?"
He shuffled his hooves and looked away. "I...I've never done this before...but my wife...won't...do certain things..."
She grinned up at him. "Don't be shy, honey! Just tell us what you want, and I'm sure my slutty friend here will do it for you! She's an even bigger slut than all of us put together, and just loves sucking cock, or letting a guy stick his dick in her ass! And at a discount price, 'cause she's also REAL cheap, and would do everything for FREE if we let her!" Terri's eyes sparkled up at Trixie as she said this, while Trixie ground her teeth and flushed with anger, but held her tongue.
The stallion's eyes widened as he stared at Trixie, then he said, "You...you'll...really...suck my...cock?"
Just as she was opening her mouth to speak, Terri held up a hoof and said, "Oh! I forgot to mention: she's a mute, and not too bright, so you'll be paying me for her services! That'll be fifty bits!"
"Oh..." He reached into a bag and took out the money, then hoofed them over. Terri grinned as she counted them out, then stuck them in her purse. The stallion leaned over to her and said, "She's not...mentally damaged, is she?" while looking at Trixie.
Terri grinned even wider as she waved him off. "Naw, she's fine...she'll drain your balls in no time!" She pointed to an alley and gave him a shove. "Now go! Have some fun, and if you want her to do extra, just use her, and let me know after!"
"I...I can't believe...I'm...finally...getting...my...cock...sucked..." breathed the stallion. He'd seated himself on a wooden box and spread his legs, as Trixie knelt in front of him. As his cock began to emerge from its sheath, she was relieved to see it was nowhere near as large as Slick's, so she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and got to work.
Terri laughed long and hard as she heard the stallion yell, "Yes! Yes, that's it, you dumb, filthy whore! Swallow my cum! Swallow it all! ALL OF IT!!" Then, a few minutes later, she heard him yell, "Now, do it again, but this time, lick my balls first!" Terri couldn't hear anything for a few moments, but then she heard him moan, and then she smiled as she listened to the other mare sucking. His moans grew louder and louder, until he cried out, "Yes! Swallow my cum again, filthy slut!" After a few minutes, he came out of the alley and walked up to Terri. His brow was covered in sweat, but he had a huge smile on his face.
"That...that mute bitch...really knows how to s...suck a cock!" he panted. "Ho...how much do I owe you?"
Terri grinned. "Like I said, she's real cheap! Just give me ten more bits, and we'll call it even!"
After paying he walked away with a satisfied smile on his face. It took some time for Trixie to emerge from the same alley, but when she did, she walked with her head down, and her face flushed and red. Terri looked up at her without pity.
"You're lucky, dummy," she sneered. "My first time was way worse..." She then reached into her purse and counted out forty bits and gave them to her. At Trixie's indignant expression, she countered with, "That's part of your punishment for tonight, and to make sure we keep our mouths shut to Slick about what you did! So consider yourself lucky, because I should have kept it all!" She nodded towards the stallion as he just disappeared around the corner. "You just made that guy very happy, and I bet he'll be asking for you again, so next time? You can charge him more!"
Trixie was startled and looked at her with wide eyes. "But...but the way he t...talked to me...was..."
Terri frowned up at her. "So? Was he lying? You just sucked a complete stranger's cock in a dirty alley, and his cum slid down your throat and is sitting in your stomach right now! All you had to do this time was give a blowjob! Just you wait until you meet some sicko that wants you to eat his ass out, or blow his load all over your face and then lick it off, or wants you to dress up like one of his kids and call him 'Daddy!' You are a slut and a whore! And so am I! It's not an insult if it's true, dummy!" Then she paused and glared up at her again. "Wait...you didn't spit it out, did you?" Trixie looked away, then slowly shook her head. "Good!" exclaimed the filly, "because that was part of the deal!" She watched the other two returning, then finished with, "You're learning. There might be hope for you yet."
Celestia's Sun was just starting to peek over the tops of the buildings when the girls made it back to the brothel. Trixie was weary and sore, having "serviced" several stallions in various ways throughout the night, but had made just under five hundred bits. With half of that going to Slick, and a good portion being paid as per her "punishment," she still had well over one hundred and fifty, far more than she'd seen in over a month for any of her shows for the longest time. Too tired to even eat, she crawled into the bed next to Brandi's in the room they now shared, and was soon fast asleep.
Later that afternoon, after taking a long hot shower and changing her bedclothes, she met with Brandi at the diner to discuss the previous evening's events. "Do you...feel any better?" asked Brandi, as she took a sip of her cider. Neither of them were dressed for "work" yet, but still, they kept their voices down lest they draw unwanted attention.
Trixie gazed out the window and sighed. "You did try to warn me...but I guess I had to experience some things for myself." She looked at he friend. "Terri told me some...dark things that might happen, so I did have a question about that." Brandi nodded. Trixie swallowed, and said, "Do...do we...have to do whatever these johns want us to do? Even if it's really...sick?"
"Like what?"
Trixie looked around to make sure they weren't being overheard, then leaned in and lowered her voice. "Like...dressing up as a john's kids...or...sticking your tongue up their butt...or---" Brandi laughed.
"Oh, Trixie! That stuff is harmless! Some ponies get their kicks from some really weird stuff, and when you've been in the game as long as I have, you'll learn to just make them happy, get paid, and move on! Don't dwell on it, because it's none of your business! As long as nopony gets hurt, it's just good fun, no matter how kinky!" At her shocked expression, she added, "But to answer your question, no, no we don't have to do everything we're told! We're whores, not slaves!" Then she grew serious, and said, "But a word of warning: once you agree to something, and you take their money, don't back out! That's a really good way to get hurt...or worse!"
She lifted her blouse and showed a small scar over a rib. "Here's where a guy stabbed me one night a few years ago because I wouldn't give his underage son a blowjob for his birthday...he'd hired me for himself, but once he'd taken me to the place where we were going to do it, he brings out this foal who looked like he was barely out of grade school, so I told him 'no.' I tried giving him his money back, but he said since I'm a filthy whore I shouldn't care about it, and to just do it. The colt was scared out of his mind and the father was a bastard, and I wanted no part of it, but when I tried to leave, that's when things got really ugly. After he stabbed me, he threw me out into the street, and I barely made it to a clinic in time." She pulled her blouse down and sat back, letting her words sink in.
In a stunned voice, Trixie said, "Did...did you tell the police?"
Brandi grimly smiled. "And they'd believe the word of somepony like me over somepony like him? A "fine upstanding citizen" (raising her hooves to make the 'air quotes') versus a street slut? What do you think?" As Trixie still sat with a stunned expression, Brandi took another sip of her cider and smiled. "But don't worry...I did do something better."
Trixie stared at her. "What was it?" Brandi laughed.
"I told Slick."
Later that evening, as they were getting ready to go out, Trixie pulled Brandi aside and whispered, "I...I'm having second thoughts about this..." Brandi's face lost color, and she grabbed her and pulled her into an empty room.
"Are you crazy?!" she hissed. "It's far too late for that!"
Trixie stared up at her. "Wha...what do you mean? I...don't have to stay here...I can still get my wagon and go...can't I?"
Brandi leaned in closer and lowered her voice even more. "...no! You belong to Slick now! We all do! Follow me!"
On shaking legs, Trixie followed her out of the room and to the back of the building, where Brandi stopped at a window and pointed. " Look down there." Trixie slowly approached the window and then looked out.
Trixie closed her eyes and swallowed hard, then opened her now empty mouth and showed it to the stallion. He smiled down at her. "That's a good little slut... and obedient... you gulped down my entire load, just like I told you to." He held her down on her head as she tried to get up from her knees. "Hang on...there's still some of my cum and your spit left on my balls...clean them up!" She gave him a half-lidded gaze and then looked down, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and finished her job.
She ended up sucking his cock twice more before he was satisfied with her, but she'd learned a valuable lesson over the weeks: "Always get the money first!" so before she blew him she made him pay her beforehoof. He'd gotten angry, and at first, refused, but she'd shrugged and made to leave the alley without a word. That was something she'd also learned the hard way: "Never argue!" If they didn't want to pay, don't raise your voice, don't plead, don't insult them, just...leave.
She'd also picked up a few tricks as a Unicorn over the weeks; how to use her magic to stimulate one part of a guy while she was sucking on another part, or allowing them to fuck her while she manipulated various toys or caressed them in other parts of their bodies while doing the deed. In this way, she was steadily growing a reputation for being more desirable and was thus able to sometimes charge higher prices.
At least, from her regulars.
Though she wasn't quite at the level of a 'Hundred Bit Blowjob,' she did show a natural aptitude for it, never having much of a gag reflex as part of her prior life as a showmare. How little she knew such a skill would translate over into a benefit for the life she was being forced to live now, but she knew she would simply keep doing what she must.
Another part of her prior life that she used now was the ability to fake emotion. When the stallion ordered her to lick his balls clean, she'd gazed up at him in a lustful way. But inside? She'd been thinking of how much more she'd be able to charge him, for she knew if she ran her tongue over his balls and sucked on them just so, with all the moaning and staring up into his eyes as if having his messy balls in her mouth was the greatest thing ever, it might arouse him again and possibly get him to want another blowjob, thus doubling her fee from this one client alone.
Despite everything she'd gone through, she was still a businessmare.
Trixie strolled back up to the others, ass bouncing, tail swinging to and fro, as her john staggered out of the alley and down the street. "Wow," said Joy, "...you must've sucked that guy's brains out through his dick! It's been a while since I've seen a guy that loopy!"
Trixie looked over her shoulder at him and grinned, then turned back to her friends. "It wasn't that hard to do...his cock was pretty big, but it was obvious he hadn't had it sucked in a long time...so his stupid wife just made my job easier!"
As they were all chuckling together, they heard, "Yes! Oh yes! Daddy loves you! Daddy LOOOVES YOUUUU!!" and then the sound of gulping. A few moments later, a stallion came bursting out of the alley, head down and red-faced, and bolted down the street. Terri then came trotting out of the same alley, grinning and licking her lips of leftover cum. Brandi smiled down at her once she made it to the group. "Another satisfied customer?"
Terri looked back at the retreating stallion, then turned back with a scowl. "Yeah..." she sighed, "...another pervert who wanted me to pretend I was his kid and suck his dick." Her demeanor then changed, and she stared up at them with wide, soulful eyes and shuffled her hooves. "Oh... Daddy? You... you want me to... put your... pee pee... in my... mouth?! And...and...don't tell... Mommy? O...okay...Daddy..." Then she changed back to normal and spat on the street. "Fucking scumbags. At least if they're letting me suck their dicks, they might be leaving their own kids alone." She took out her smokes and lit one up.
Brandi frowned. "I really wish you wouldn't act like that, Terri... it reminds me too much of my childhood..."
Terri glanced up at her. "Sorry, Brandi...I know you told me what you went through, but so did I...so did a lot of us..." She threw down her cigarette butt and crushed it out. "C'mon...let's get some more johns! I feel like sucking some more cocks and getting a few dicks up my ass before the night's over!"
Having long since given up her short-shorts, in favor of a tiny miniskirt with no panties, Trixie had also trimmed her tail and kept it flagged while she was "on the clock," as she had much greater success attracting clients when her ponut and pussy were clearly on view. It also cut down the time she needed to spend once she took them into an alleyway or behind a building, for all she had to do then was turn around and hike her skirt up, or simply arch her back and spread her legs, and it was go time! In addition, unlike her one time with that bastard, there was absolutely NO kissing! If a stallion wanted the "marefriend experience," he paid triple for it and he did it at the brothel, not out on the street! She only had a hooful of regulars that were like this, that she saw at least once a week, and she did her best to please them so they'd keep asking for her.
Pregnancy wasn't an issue either, as she and all the other girls were put on contraceptives no sooner than being taken in to the "employ" of Slick, for the last thing he wanted was a bunch of illegitimate foals tumbling all over the place. Even though the brothel catered to just about every carnal delight Equestria offered, "preggo sex" was something Slick simply didn't care to indulge.
As they were strolling along to another corner, they suddenly heard a loud, "Halt!" and they all froze in place. Soon, there came into their view three constables, all male, who quickly surrounded them. "So..." said the first one, who was clearly in charge, "...what have we here?"
Joy spoke up. "Just three friends and my daughter out on a nightly stroll, officers. No law against that, is there?" The constables eyed them all up and were obviously interested in more than just..."questioning" them.
One stopped in front of Terri. "How old are you, kid?"
She stuck out her bottom lip and trembled. "J...just t...ten...S...Sir!" She looked up at Joy. "M...Mommy? Is...is h...he gonna be...mean to us? I wanna go home!"
The constable smirked and looked at his companions, then looked back down at her. "You're dressed pretty slutty for a ten-year-old, little whore." He leaned in closer and sniffed. "Plus you've been smoking, so lose the "innocent act." She scowled up at him but kept quiet.
Then one looked at Trixie. "You're a new face. What's your name?"
"Cherry, Sir."
He squinted and moved closer. "Hang on...I think I know you..." He walked right up to her side and pulled her skirt up.
"Hey! Do you mind?!" she cried.
"Oh, shut up, slut...it's not like I'm the first guy to see your naked ass tonight..." He studied her cutie mark, but she'd had it magically altered (temporarily, and at considerable cost) weeks ago. He released her skirt without pulling it back down and said, "My mistake. Thought you were this failed magician that disappeared over a month ago." Then he grinned and gave her ass a slap, which made her cry out. "Nice..." He turned and leered at his associates with a look none of the girls missed. Still, they had to try.
"Can we go now?" asked Joy.
He grinned at her. "Not...so fast. We should throw you all in jail for solicitation...or..."
That's when Joy played her ace card. "We work for Slick, so you're not getting any bits out of us..."
The leader looked around with a puzzled expression, then asked his officers, "Huh. That's weird. I don't see this... "Slick" fellow anywhere...do either of you?"
They both made a show of looking all over the place as well, then smirked as they answered, "No, Sergent, not a 'Slick' to be seen!"
As they laughed, "Cherry" stepped forward and said, "We'll suck your cocks!"
They all stopped laughing and grew serious. "Oh, you're gonna do that anyway, slut..." growled the Sergent. He looked around. "And we're gonna fuck all of you..." he added with a sneer. "But first, pay up!"
But Trixie was desperate. She was working too hard and had gone through too much to lose a single bit, plus she knew Slick would accept no excuses from any of them if they came back without his cut. "We'll pay you...but if you fuck us first, we'll do it better! We promise, don't we girls?!" She looked back at them all, and they could see something in her eyes, so they quickly nodded.
"She's right," said Brandi. "You're gonna get our money anyway, so what's the rush?"
The Sergeant narrowed his eyes at them. "I know you're planning something, but I also know there's nothing you dumb bitches can do, so yeah, no problem: fun first, money immediately after!" He then stepped forward and grabbed Trixie. "And you get to suck my cock first, slut!" He then pulled her into a nearby alley, followed by his other officers pulling Joy and Brandi, as Terri trailed along behind them. They sat down on boxes and trash cans, then spread their legs as the mares knelt in front of them.
The constables pulled out their nightsticks and held them ready. "One warning, sluts..." growled the Sergent, "...if you try biting our dicks, we'll cave your skulls in...got it?" They all nodded. He looked up at Terri, who was waiting at the head of the alley. "Same goes for you. If you try to run, we'll bash all of your friends' heads in. You stand there until one of us is ready for you." With wide eyes, she shuddered and nodded.
The one who had Joy positioned in front of him leered down at her and said, "Time to put that smart mouth of yours to some good, slut..." She didn't say a word, just leaned forward, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and started pleasing him. The alleyway was soon filled with moans, as the stallions leaned back and their eyes began to roll up in their heads.
Trixie watched them carefully out of the corner of her eyes as she kept sucking and bobbing her head, waiting for them all to start cumming. Once they began bucking their hips, she slipped her hoof into her purse and took out one of the last smoke bombs she'd saved from her wagon. As they all gripped the mares' heads and shot their loads down their throats, she waited for her friends and herself to stop swallowing their spunk and the males all leaned back with a sigh. When she saw they were all spent, and weak, and every mare had pulled their cocks out of their throats, she suddenly screamed, "RUN!!" Levitating Terri onto her back, she threw down the smoke bomb and bolted out of the alley, hoping the rest would follow! She'd needn't have worried, for they were all abreast of her, with the filly clinging to her back, as they all didn't stop galloping until they were safely back home.
When their pimp found out about their treatment at the hooves of those officers, he was furious. But not for their sakes, because mares were cheap, and could always be easily replaced. No, what infuriated him was the fact his name was mentioned, yet it invoked no fear, no...respect.
This? Could not be tolerated.
The dark Earth pony was no mere thug, no brainless bully. He'd learned from a very early age that if you wanted something, you had to take it, and if you had it, you had to be strong enough to keep it. He'd grown up in a family of seven, with both parents and four other siblings, with himself being the smallest. His father had been a laborer, and his mother had been a store clerk, which left the children to fend for themselves most days. Far from being abusive, both his parents had been warm and loving towards themselves and their children, and they all had been happy...until the night everything changed.
All anypony knew was that he'd lost both parents, and he and his siblings were split up and placed in foster homes. Whatever happened to him in those places he'd never spoken about, but whatever it was that happened, he'd come away...different. Gone was the happy little colt who used to love to play games and joke with his brothers and sisters...to be replaced by a hulking, silent, brooding menace whom everypony was sure had more than a few corpses in his wake...
The first step was finding out who those constables were. One by one, he spoke to each of the mares alone and got a detailed description of the event, making sure they left nothing out. Once he had their descriptions, he then set about finding out their names. In doing so, he discovered all three were relatively new hires, just transferred from a different city. He then sent a private message to his contacts on the police force...and waited.
And smiled.
Sergeant Knuckles was just sitting down to dinner when there was a knock on his front door. "Could you get that, honey?" he called out to his teenage daughter.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Sure Dad...I don't mind playing 'door-stop' late at night!" then bounced over to the door and opened it...then froze. "D...Dad...?" as she backed away from the opening, and the biggest Earth pony she'd ever seen came lumbering in. Knuckles stuck his head around the corner, alerted to the fear in his daughter's voice.
"What the...who are you?! Get the hell out of my house!!" he screamed. But the Earth pony wasn't alone. Two others entered with him and took up positions on either side. Knuckle's wife came into the room as well, and her eyes widened as she saw the intruders.
"Who...who are they, Br...Brass?" she fearfully asked her husband.
"I don't know, but they all just fucked up," he answered. He scowled at them and said, "You just entered a policepony's home, idiots! Every one of you fuckers is now under arrest!"
The big Earth pony smiled and looked down at him. "You're Sergeant Knuckles, correct?"
The constable's eyes widened, but he stayed defiant. "Yeah, that's right! I don't know how you know my name, but it makes no difference! You're still fucked!"
Slick's smile grew wider. "Your Captain told me your name. Yours and..." he pretended to think for a moment, "...Ah yes! Officer Lanes, and Officer Bishop...turns out the three of you had a little fun with some mares of mine a few days ago..."
At this, Knuckles' face lost color. "Y...you're...Slick?" The Earth pony merely grinned. Knuckle's wife looked at him.
"What's he talking about..."a little fun," Brass? What did you do?!"
Sweat started to form on his brow. "Nothing, honey! He's full of shit, and just trying to rile me up!" He looked back up at him but had lost some of his bluster. "Y...you can l...leave now..."
Slick turned his attention to the mare. "Your husband and his buddies decided to rape three of my ladies and then tried to rob them, but they got away." At her expression, he added, "One of them is ten years old, and they were going to rape her as well...but she's pretty hot, so I really can't blame them for that!" At their continued shocked silence, he looked at the teenage daughter and whispered, "Speaking of hot..."
The girl backed away. "D...Dad...?"
This knocked the constable out of his stupor. "Don't you go near---" but was suddenly tackled to the floor by one of the other ponies. As the girl turned to run, Slick lunged forward and grabbed her by her blonde and mauve-streaked mane, making her cry out. The mother screamed as she was also grabbed by the last male and held down. Slick dragged the girl over to Knuckle's easy chair, sat down, spread his legs, and made her kneel in front of him.
As his massive cock began to emerge from its sheath, and her eyes grew wide looking at it as it was right in front of her face, he said to the constable, "Your wife and daughter are both going to suck my cock tonight...and that's it...this time." His voice lowered. "But if you ever mess with any of my girls again, I won't be so...nice." He then placed his hooves on either side of the teen's head, pointed his dick at her lips and said, "Open your mouth..."
The constable's wife and daughter held each other and trembled, with cum still on their lips as they stared up at the big stallion. He smiled as he looked down at them, seeing the same expression of reluctant desire and arousal he usually saw on a mare's face once he'd made them sample his dick. He then looked over at the constable, who was almost catatonic in a corner, staring at his family. "I did you a favor, Sergeant, because this lesson could have been far worse. Next time, I'd listen to my Captain when he explains the rules of his city to new officers."
He then chuckled to his hired help as he was leaving. "Let's go, boys; I hear that Officer Bishop has the prettiest new bride..."
Once word spread of Slick's..."response" to the mares' incident, Trixie's first reaction was to celebrate! Nopony had said a word to her about any sort of retaliation, and she couldn't understand why her friends hadn't been worried about the police immediately after that night but had all gone out as if nothing had happened. The only answer she got that first night after the incident when she asked any of them would be, "It's fine, don't worry about it..." which of course, she found extremely unhelpful! Completely distracted, she'd kept looking over her shoulder the whole time she was out "on the job," as nervous as her first night as a prostitute, constantly scanning the streets for a cop.
"Cherry...CHERRY!"
She startled and jumped, and turned to face her friend. Brandi was scowling at her, and stepped close to whisper, "This guy really likes 'redheads' and wants you to suck his dick," she looked over her shoulder at a nervous-looking stallion, who smiled at Cherry and waved, then looked back at her, "...so get it together and get your head in the game! We told you, there's nothing to worry about!"
Trixie trembled and cast a fearful look at him, then whispered, "Is...is he safe? I mean...he's not a cop, is he?"
Through clenched teeth, her friend whispered again, "Fucking Celestia girl, we told you everything is fine! Now go suck his cock and Do. Your. JOB!"
Trixie swallowed but put on a brave face and trotted up to him. "H...hi, stud! I hear you w...want that b...big cock of yours taken care of...follow me..."
"Wow..." he breathed, "...s...sure..." he said as he followed her, sounding even more nervous than she.
When they got to the alley, she turned around and saw he was already rock-hard, having had his eyes glued to her ass the entire time. Feeling a bit more confident, she motioned to a box and said, "Have a seat and lay back...I'll take care of you..." He was shaking like a leaf the entire time, and when he sat down he still had his legs pressed tightly together. When she saw this, she smiled up at him. "First time with a hooker?" He rapidly nodded. She smiled again, as her fear evaporated. "You gotta pay first, honey." He quickly reached into his vest and grabbed a huge chunk of bits, then his hooves shook as he offered them to her. Trixie bit her bottom lip. It was obvious he was giving her every bit he had on him, and she was sorely tempted to take it all...but she hadn't sunk that low...yet. She smiled up at him again and said, "Okay, since this is your first time, Momma's only going to charge you twenty bits." She leaned in closer and said, "But this is our little secret, okay?" He nodded again, then gave her her money. She then placed her front hooves on his thighs and said, "You're gonna have to spread your legs for me, baby, if you want me to put my mouth on it..." Slowly, he drew his legs apart, while she encouraged him. "That's it...a little more...a little more...perfect..." His cock was slightly below average size, and not too impressive, but she knew the drill. Her eyes widened, and she whispered with "awe" in her voice, "Sweet Celestia...what are you feeding this monster?!"
He blushed with pride and whispered back, "You...you really...think so? I was always told I was...too small..."
She stared open-mouthed up at him. "Who told you that?! Other mares?" He nodded. She looked back down at his junk. "Well, they're crazy...I might just choke on this beast..." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Here we go..." No sooner had her mouth closed around his cock and she began to suck he cried out and shot his load! She swallowed all his cum while she deep-throated him anyway, which caused him to further buck his hips and cum even harder! Once he was done, she let him slip out her throat and she smiled up at him. "How was it?"
"That...that was...incredible!" he panted, as his head was thrown back. He then raised it and said. "Can...can we do it...again?"
She sucked his cock once more and allowed him to have anal sex with her before he was done, each time giving him a discount. But when he tried to kiss her, she politely turned him down but told him he was sweet, and hoped she'd see him again.
As she trotted back to her friend, Brandi asked, "Feeling better? Not so nervous anymore?"
Trixie looked back at the stallion and smiled, then turned back to her. "Yes. That guy was more nervous than I was, but he was sweet, so he took my mind off my worries."
Brandi laughed. "Sweet?! That guy is a regular! That's part of his kink! He loves to play the 'nervous stallion, who'd never been with a whore before!' " Then Brandi stopped and stared at her. "Wait...you didn't do anything...special for him, did you?" One look at her face told her everything she need to know. Brandi shook her head. "Trixie...Trixie..." She sighed. "Alright, girl...that's how you learn."
In a low voice, Trixie said, "...why didn't you warn me...?"
Brandi stared back at her. "I just told you why."
Days later, when rumors reached her ears of what had happened to the families of three police officers, and how all three had quit the force, Trixie's first reaction was to rejoice. She felt bad for the families, but she felt zero remorse for those bastards that would have robbed them and thus gotten them beaten up or worse with Slick. But when she approached her friends with a smile on her face, they'd already heard the news, and quickly shut her down.
"Wipe that fucking smile off your face, idiot!" hissed Joy, as she pulled her into a corner. She looked around before continuing, making sure nopony else in the brothel could hear them. She pointed to herself, "I don't know what happened," and here she jabbed her hoof into Trixie's chest, "...and you don't know what happened! And if you want to stay alive, you keep it that way, got it?!"
Whispering back, Trixie said, "... but, isn't it a good thing? Slick protected us, and---"
"Dear Sweet LORD how can you be so stupid?!" she hissed back. "He didn't do it for us!! He did it For. His. NAME!! Now grow some brains before you get us all killed!!" She gave her one more look of disgust, then stomped away.
Three days later, there was a knock on the door of the brothel early in the afternoon. When Terri opened it, she looked up and said, "What do you two want?" There before her were two mares, one older, and one a teenager. The teen had a mane with blonde and mauve streaks in it.
"We want to stay with somepony who can protect us," said the teen.
Very quickly, Trixie understood Joy's warning about playing dumb when it came to having any knowledge about the fate of those officers and their families. About a week had passed, and she'd just had a meal and was getting ready to go out with her usual group of friends when she was passing by Slick's room and heard moaning. She thought nothing of it, for the big Earth pony was always having mares of various ages in his room at all hours of the day and night; indeed, she herself had missed going out a few times as he'd made her part of a group for his "entertainment" on more than one occasion. She'd been afraid at first but gradually had come to not only accept his advances but to look forward to them, for it meant she would learn new techniques in pleasing stallions and possibly gain favor with her Boss, despite the lack of income.
Even so, she never lost sight of the fact she was now basically an indentured servant, trapped, and vowed she'd find a way to obtain her freedom.
She was halfway down the hall when Slick's door opened, and a young Unicorn mare she'd never seen before came stumbling out on shaking legs, wobbled over to a couch, then fell down on it and began weeping. Trixie looked back at her and thought for a moment. There was nopony else in the hallway with them, and the mare hadn't seen her. It would be so easy to simply walk away, and mind her own business. But she realized she'd probably just been..."initiated" into the brothel, and she couldn't help but remember how she'd felt when it had happened to her, and how her friend had helped her get through it. So she sighed, turned back, and walked up to her.
"Hey...what's your name?" she asked, looking down at the teen.
The young mare kept sobbing, but she turned frightened eyes up at the stranger and stammered, "M...M...Margalo..."
Trixie smiled down at her. "I'm Cherry." She looked around. "Did you come here by yourself?" The teen shook her head.
"N...no...my...my Mom is still...still in there..." She pointed to the room. Trixie's eyes grew wide.
"Your mother?! You and your mother came here?! Why?!"
Margalo wiped her nose and said, "That...that...big Earth pony came to...to...our house one...night about...a week ago..."
Trixie looked over her shoulder, then back to her. "Slick?" Margalo nodded.
"Y...yes. He made me and my M...Mom...s...suck his...cock...in...f...front of...my...Dad, because my Dad...raped these mares and t...tried...to rob them..."
Trixie's face blanched. "Was your Dad...a cop?" She nodded.
"Uh huh." She stopped. "How did you know that? Do you know who those mares were?"
Trixie looked away and shook her head. "I heard rumors about it." She looked back at her. "And then what happened?"
"And then...I heard he...he did the same to my Dad's friend's wives...so...my Mom told him...if he...couldn't protect us...she'd find...some...somepony...who...could..."
Trixie stared at her for a long time, then muttered. "What did your Dad say?"
Margalo scowled as she looked up at her. "He didn't say anything! He simply went upstairs for a few minutes, then came back down with a suitcase, walked out the door without even looking at us, and left! Mom checked our bank account the next day, and he'd cleaned it out! We were broke, and we would soon be out on the street! What kind of stallion would do that to his wife and daughter?!"
Trixie looked away from her, and whispered, "...a bastard..." She looked back at her and nodded towards the door. "So...your Mom is in there still?" The teen smiled.
"Yeah, she---" but stopped and widened her eyes when she heard, "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Don't...Stop! Fuck me HARDER, you big Black STUD! Spread my legs and WRECK my pussy!!" Both mares shared a look, and then they burst into laughter!
"It sounds like your Mom is having one hell of a good time!" giggled Trixie. Margalo giggled along with her and then sighed.
"I wish it was as fun for me...but that big black dick just scared me...and the things he made me do..." She wrapped her arms around herself and shuddered.
"Well, you probably won't believe this, but he actually did you a favor," she said.
Margalo glared up at her. "A favor? How in the hell was...that...a favor?!"
Trixie grimly smiled. "Because he was preparing you for your new life...as a whore."
The teen's eyes grew wide. "Wha...what? That...that's not why we came here! I...I thought we'd just be able to do work around here, and he'd let us live here!" She looked around. "The place is so big, and he obviously has lots of bits...surely two more mares to take care of aren't a burden?"
Trixie stared at her and then shook her head. 'Sweetie, you can't be that stupid. Even I wasn't that naive!" She stepped closer to her and leaned into her face. "Tell me something: in what way, shape, or form, did that stallion in there give you the impression he was into charity?"
Margalo leaned over to the side to look past her at the door, where she could still hear her mother's intense moans of pleasure, then looked back up at Trixie. "N...none..." she answered reluctantly. Trixie nodded.
"So if I were you, I'd pick out a good alternate name, change the color of my mane, and get ready to suck a lot of cocks, because Slick is going to want to get paid."
Tears started to form in the teen's eyes. "But...but before Slick, I've never sucked a cock in my life! I hardly know how!"
Trixie smiled. "Then, you'd better get some practice in, before you hit the streets. Come with me."
As they were leaving, they heard, "More! MORE, you big Black BEAST! I haven't...Oh GAWD! Been FUCKED like this...in YEARS! OH! OH! OH! Keep...GOING! KEEP! GOING!UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!...!"
Margalo's face flushed a deep red. "Mommmm..." Trixie smirked at her.
"I don't think she'll have much of an adjustment!"
"Where...where are we...going?" asked the teen, as Trixie led her down different hallways.
She smiled over her shoulder at her. "We have both male and female escorts here...some of the guys are gay, while others cater to lonely housewives and also serve as studs and trainers for young novices like yourself." She stopped at a door and knocked, while Margalo shifted her hooves nervously.
"Are they...are they like...Slick?"
Trixie raised an eyebrow over her shoulder at her. "Honey, nopony is like Slick!" just as the door opened, and a very tall, handsome, blonde stallion stood there looking down at them.
"Well, hello, Cherry!" He smiled down at the teen. "And...who is your friend?"
Trixie leered smokily up at him, with a half-lidded gaze. "Hello yourself, Rosco...got a new filly that needs a bit of training before she hits the streets..." She lowered her voice and said, "...think you could..."teach her a few things?"
His smile grew wider. "I'll...see what I can do..." He stepped aside. "Please...come inside." On shaking legs, the teen followed Trixie into the opulent room and looked around. A huge bed was set in the middle, covered in red, satin sheets with mirrors on the ceiling above it. On a nightstand to her right, sat various toys of a sexual nature, as well as several lubricants. Two other smoking hot Earth pony mares were already lying on the bed and sat up when Trixie and the teen came in, each dressed in clingy lingerie, slutty red lipstick on one and pink on the other, and were each wearing a satisfied smile on their faces.
They each climbed to the footboard of the bed and leaned over it, licking their lips at the teen. "Oooo...she's cute...come join us, sweetie..."
Rosco turned and smiled at them. "Rein it in, ladies...I think she's here to learn about pleasing guys, not hot tarts like yourselves...yet!"
They both stuck out their bottom lips and pouted. "Aww...but she's so sweet-looking and fresh!" purred one. "And just look at those freckles! SoooCUTE!" She turned sultry eyes up at the male. "Can't we play with her for a little bit? Pleeeease...?" They both made puppy-dog eyes at him and placed their front hooves together.
Rosco laughed and looked back at the filly. "Well? It's up to you, honey. Care to indulge in some hot mare-on-mare action?"
Margalo was blushing like a furnace. "I...I've never been with another...m...mare..." But she looked up at them as her breath started to deepen, then looked back up at the male. "W...will you s...still...teach me...if...I...if...I..." By way of answering, he leaned down and locked his lips on hers, then deepened the kiss.
He then leaned into her ear and whispered, "...I'm not going anywhere..."
As she slowly approached the bed, it was doubtful she heard Trixie say, "It looks like you're in good hooves...see you around..." Trixie winked up at Rosco, then left to meet her friends.
"Come lay down, baby..." sighed one of the mares as the teen climbed up on the bed. Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she did, and then they gently pushed her down onto her back and snuggled up on either side of her. As they ran their hooves over her body, they each pressed their mouths to the sides of her head and started licking her cheeks, and then one began nibbling her neck while the other nipped at her ear. Margalo closed her eyes and started to gasp, as her hips buckled and her pussy became wet. One sloooowly traced her hoof down to her swollen pussy lips and began fondling them, as she whispered in her ear, "Mmmm..." she smiled as she took a deep inhale of her fur, "...you were just with Slick...weren't you...?" She brought her hoof up to her mouth and licked it. "I can taste his cuuuummm..." She brought her hoof back down and ran it in slow circles over the teen's pussy, then began stroking her swollen lips faster and faster.
Margalo gasped, thrashed and bucked her hips. "...that...that feels...so...good...!"
The mare breathed into her ear, "...I knooowww..."
The other opened her mouth, licked all around her ear, and then whispered, "...do you know the best thing about being a Unicorn...?" Margalo was already in such a haze of pleasure she could barely understand her question, but she slowly shook her head. The mare smiled and throatily said, "...because you get to feel...THIS!" as she ran her hoof up her cheek, moved the teen's head over to her, and then stuck out her tongue and slooowly ran it up the side of the teen's horn, then wrapped her hot, wet mouth over the top of it and began sucking and slurping, bobbing her head up and down on it as if it were a fat cock... "glurk! glurk! glurk! glurk! glurk!"
"...oh...my...GAWD!!" screamed the filly, as she bucked her hips and came in torrents, gushing marecum for the first time in her life!
"That looks soo delicious..." moaned the other one, as she quickly moved down, settled herself between the teen's spread legs, and planted her mouth over her cunt! Her eyes rolled back in her head as she licked, sucked, and swallowed, as Margalo continued to cum, scream, and buck her hips up into her mouth and hot, probing tongue. With her ass in the air and her tail flagged high as she was swallowing and lost in ecstasy, Rosco climbed up behind the Earth pony mare and plunged his cock inside her sopping pussy, causing her to climax and scream around her mouthful! She only stopped sucking long enough to moan, "Yes! Give it to me!!" then wrapped her hot, pink lips back around the filly's pussy. She grunted and squeaked into her cunt in time with Rosco's thrusts, as her sister continued to deepthroat the teen's horn.
Then she started convulsing as well, stimulated by the magic erupting from the filly's horn and oozing down her throat. "MMM! MMM! MMM! MMM! AHHHhhhh..." as she opened her mouth and fell to her side, a line of spit still connecting to her horn.
As her sister felt Rosco beginning to pulse inside her, she stopped sucking on the filly's cunt and cried out, "Don't cum yet!" sliiiid her twat off his dick, then grabbed Margalo by the back of the head and sat her up.
The teen barely had time to go, "Wha...what are you...MMMPH!!...mmmm...gulp, gulp, gulp..." as the mare pushed her head forward and shoved her mouth onto Rosco's dick, just as he was cumming! Her eyes went wide as she was being held in place, then she closed her eyes as she slurped down his hot, thick, creamy spunk over and over and over...
The mare let her lay her head back as the teen sighed, "Ahhh..." and then the Earth mare smiled and looked up at Rosco.
"Got any left for me, stud?" she smirked. Instead of waiting, she clamped her slutty mouth around his cock and sucked the last of his cum out of his balls. "Mmmmm..." Then she lay down next to her sister and the teen, and then all three stared lustfully up at the male.
As he sat at the foot of the bed with his legs spread and his cock beginning to stiffen again, he smiled down at them and said, "Round Two, ladies..."
They looked at each other, giggled, and then were upon him.
One of the few clients Trixie looked forward to seeing every few weeks was this retired professor whom she'd met one night doing her usual rounds. She had been talking with her friends, giggling about something silly, when suddenly she'd felt her ass heat up. This was after she had adopted her new wardrobe choice of the tiny miniskirt with no panties, so her ass, pussy, and ponut were on full display. She looked over her shoulder, only to see an older, white-bearded Unicorn standing waaay across the street staring over at them. Or more specifically, staring at her. Or even more specifically, staring at her ass! She turned back and smiled at her friends, "Looks like we have a shy one...maybe I should go over there and encourage him?"
The other three gave him a quick look, then said, "Sure, but be careful! His heart might not be able to handle having "fun" with somepony as hot as you!" laughed Joy.
Trixie smirked back. "I'll go easy on him..." then turned and swayed up to him. He stood watching her approach as his eyes grew wider, and by the time she reached him, he was already breathing hard and had sweat forming on his brow. "Hello, Daddy..." she purred. She walked all around him, pressing her body against him until she reached his face once again and whispered, "...see something you like...?"
He shook as he looked down into her sultry eyes and stammered, "I...I...haven't been with a young...young mare in...ahem! quite some time!" He took out a hoofcherchief and wiped his brow. "Wha...what do you offer?" She smiled, gestured for him to bow down and when he did, she whispered into his ear. His eyes grew wide, and he muttered, "...oh my..." He then looked around. "And...where might we...accomplish such...activities?"
Trixie cocked her head as she stared up at him. Something about him told her that just taking this gentlestallion into a dirty alley and sucking his cock would somehow be...wrong. Maybe she was being too sentimental still, or maybe he reminded her too much of somepony she once knew and respected, but in any case, she found herself saying, "Wait here a moment, honey." She then went back to her friends and said, "I'm going to take him back to his home." She held up her hoof, as she knew what they were going to say, so she added, "I know, I know...and you'll probably hear about my body being found in the river two weeks from now, but I just have a good feeling about him."
They all looked at each other, then Brandi sighed and said, "I hope you know what you're doing." She looked up at the stallion, then looked back at her. "It's your choice, mare. Just...make sure you know where the exits are, and if he wants to take you into a basement...RUN!"
Trixie came forward and gave her a hug. "I'll be fine." As she turned to go, she heard Terri yell, "Charge him triple, dummy!"
Trixie had never seen so many books! As soon as she followed the old stallion into his home, she could tell two things: one, he lived alone, and had done so for some time, and two, he absolutely loved to read! There were shelves and shelves on practically every wall and tomes of all shapes and sizes. She looked up at him. "Have you...read all of these?"
He smiled, feeling a bit more at ease now that he was in familiar territory. "Read' them? My dear, I've written a great deal of them!"
"Wow..." she breathed with unfeigned awe. She looked around again, quite impressed, for just in the living room alone there were at least a hundred books. She spied a particularly strange one and asked, "May I?" He graciously nodded. Levitating it open, she saw it was a book of spells specifically for Unicorns, but it was advanced magic far above her level. As she was perusing it, she felt her ass grow hot again, and she smiled as she remembered the reason she was there. Still, she took a few more moments and "innocently" swayed her hips back and forth, with her tail fully flagged, then set the book down and gasped as she saw something embedded in the carpet (there was nothing there) so she bent at the waist, arched her back and spread her back legs. "Ooo...what is that down there?"
His voice was shaking. "Wha...what is...what...down...where?"
She stared lustfully over her shoulder at him, licked her lips, and said, "My mistake...I thought I saw something..." She turned around, swayed up to him, and kissed him on the nose. "...this is the part where you take me to your bedroom, Daddy..." she whispered.
"...sweet Celestia..." he breathed, shaking and turning for the stairs. But she stopped him, ran her tongue up the side of his neck, and whispered again.
"Are you going to want me for the whole night...or do just want me to...suuuuck your cock...Daddy...?" She stared up into his eyes and said, "...because if you want me to stay the night, and...do...things to you...it will cost you two hundred bits..." She knew she was taking a chance, as she'd never charged one john that high a price before, but she'd never allowed one to take her to his home before either. If all he wanted was a blowjob in his home, fair enough, but if she could make enough with one customer more than she could make with five, then all the better!
But she smiled as he shakily said, "I...I'd very much like you...to...to...stay the night...young lady..."
Against her personal code, and beyond her usual feelings, she reached up and planted a lingering, hot kiss on his mouth.
"I'm not a lady, Daddy..." she throatily whispered, "...I'm a whore..."
"Ohhh...oh...my...hnnnngg...!" groaned the stallion, as he heaved his cock up into the slut's mouth, while she smiled up at him around her mouthful and swallowed his loads. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" as he kept thrusting and pumping out baby batter into her mouth and down her throat, while she had him on his back with his legs spread and her slutty mouth wrapped tightly around his cock, playfully swirling her tongue around it as she milked him for every drop.
As he relaxed and sighed, she continued to suck him dry, then finally let his cock slip out of her mouth and lay her head down next to it, and smiled up at him. "Your cum is delicious, Daddy..." as she planted a sweet kiss on both of his balls, leaving a red lipstick mark on them, "...but is there anything...else...I can do for you...?"
He stared down at her half-lidded gaze, swallowed, and said, "I...I was admiring your...your backside earlier, and...I---" and that's as far as he got before she turned around, planted her face on the mattress, spread her back legs and hiked her tail over her back.
Looking over her shoulder she whispered, "My spit is still alllll over your hard, throbbing cock, baby...and my ass is HUNGRY for it...PLEASE?" She wiggled her ass at him and puckered her ponut while licking her lips.
That was all he needed to see!
He quickly climbed up behind her and grabbed her hips as she watched him and moaned, "...yes...please...hurry!" then lined his pulsing dick up with her asshole and slooooowly pushed inside... Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned even louder as his cock found its way into her warm welcoming depths, then once he'd fully inserted himself inside her she whispered, "...fuck me..."
Her asscheeks jigged and bounced as he violently thrust his cock in and out of her anus, while her screams grew louder as her very real pleasure grew! Whether it was being dominated by an older stallion, or whether she was realizing she had secret 'Daddy' issues, she found her body responding to this john in ways she hadn't done so in weeks! Very quickly, she felt her first climax approaching as his dick continued to plow her asshole, and she was in no way acting when she screamed, "Yes! More! Fuck me HARDER!!"
As his cock was being lovingly massaged by her tight, warm inner anal walls, he spread his back legs even further as his balls slap! slap! slap! slapped! against her cunt, making a wet sound and adding to the grunts and moans of pleasure already in the room. "Unf! Unf! Unf! M...my...dear! I...I...be..believe...I'm...about to...EJACULAAAAAAATE!!!" as he buried his cock inside her ass and filled her hot anus with spurt after spurt of thick cum, again and again and again! She threw back her head and screamed as well, as her first real orgasm in weeks hit her, with her eyes rolled up and her tongue lolled out!
No longer a young pony, he fell onto her back exhausted, his cock still spasming inside her tight ass as it was still clenched around it, and she lay on her stomach panting as well, not at all mindful of his weight on top of her. After a few minutes again, much out of character, she drew his mouth down to hers with a hoof and kissed him, then whispered, "...thank you...Daddy..."
He tenderly returned the kiss, then whispered back, "...for what?"
She smiled, kissed him once more, then answered, "...for making me feel like I'm worth something, for once..."
The old professor turned out to be more than just a satisfying lay, he was also a retired magical scholar who had taught Thanum Theory at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns in Canterlot many, many Moons ago, and who had come up with several radical ideas of his own. Unfortunately for him, as he explained to her over the weeks they became better acquainted, the School was largely a conservative one, and not much given to radical thoughts and ideas, and so he was...hmm..."persuaded" to take an early retirement...a QUIET early retirement, far from the City, in exchange for a comfortable yearly salary.
Weeks after their first meeting, he began teaching her some of his basic, but still unorthodox magical methods. Because of this, she found herself beginning to develop real feelings for him, and so she stopped talking about him to any of her friends.
