WARNING: This narrative is explicit and feeds the morbid, may be considered gruesome and coarse. Everything mentioned here is invented and the images have no relation whatsoever to the story.
Before I was born, my mother was a prostitute, and she had me at the age of 20 after having sex with her pimp, thinking that if she had a child from him, she would get out of the world of prostitution and could live a happy and quiet life outside this world. She believed it would be like being a housewife, but things didn't go as planned. When I was still forming inside my mother, she was still under her pimp's orders. Every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, she worked on the corner, attending to 8-10 clients per night, but sometimes the total number of men who had sex with her would be 15. My mother had an exquisite body before I was born, from the age of 16 when she worked in prostitution, seeing herself deceived by a boy she met in high school. My mother is from Colombia, that man who seduced her brought her to Mexico on false pretenses and later handed her over to Don Ken, who would be her pimp for all these years, threatening her since the beginning and making her lose all hope of returning to her country with her family. My mother had very striking curves, but from the age of 17 she was subjected to plastic surgeries; they enlarged her bust, making her breasts very striking, operated on her ass twice, and because she was in good shape, she never underwent liposuction, which all the women of Don Ken did; by the time I turned 18, I had the body of a slut, and I was forced to wear short, seductive clothing and always high heels.
Before getting pregnant, I worked every day, as one of the yummiest whores of Don Ken was one of the most in demand. The first year as a slut was sold as a virgin and only used by men who could pay the price. Due to his influences, Don Ken didn't find complications in finding at least two times a month some man willing to pay a good amount for the service, usually businessmen and powerful people who required this service. After the year, surgical operations began, I was gaining experience and my vagina was no longer that of a virgin. It was when I turned 17 that he put me into a brothel where I danced, did privates, and attended to 5 clients per week for three years until I rose to 10 clients per week. When I turned 20, Don Ken didn't want me in the brothel anymore and took me out to a corner where I stayed from then on, from Monday to Sunday, until I got pregnant.
My mother was always one of the most indulged, as she never made many complaints and learned to adapt quickly to the underworld of prostitution; she had advantages that some didn't have but wasn't entirely free. One of her benefits with those who only dreamed of it were vacations, two weeks a year in different months where she could spend them without any man touching her, of course, she couldn't leave the state and neither do many things she had prohibited but the fact of being liberated from sex for two weeks was something; another benefit was her own room which only the four favorite women of Don Ken enjoyed. All the women who prostituted themselves under Don Ken slept in three houses belonging to the very same Don Ken, in these houses there were 2 bunks per room (in total, there were 4 rooms with bunks and 4 with individual beds), in total, the girls he had under his command usually numbered 20, 8 worked on the corners starting from 20 to 30 years old (after 30, he stopped giving them work), 8 worked in the brothels. In the brothel (from 18 to 20) and every two years I would get four young girls through young gallants who traveled to countries like Colombia, Argentina, Chile, Peru, and Venezuela where they would deceive girls aged 14 to 16 years old and then receive a commission from Don Ken for each one. When my mother got pregnant and told Don Ken, he got upset but asked if she thought about having another one, which she agreed to. He said it was okay but she still had to keep working on the corner; although he only let her stay from Fridays to Sundays and with a shorter schedule, the treatment towards her remained the same until the 7th month of pregnancy. Don Ken would screw all the women he had and being pregnant didn't change that. From the 7th month of pregnancy onwards, his stomach was quite noticeable, Don Ken allowed her to take two months off if needed until she felt better, but that didn't mean he wouldn't have sex; every time he felt like it, he would penetrate her, in the eight weeks my mother stayed at home, Don Ken's penis was inside her at least 30 times, sometimes he would screw her through the vagina and ejaculate inside her without a condom, sometimes through the anus and ejaculate inside her without a condom, sometimes he would touch her breasts to masturbate and run over her without a condom, sometimes he would take her by the mouth and come on her face and especially on her tongue without using a single condom. In reality Don Ken never used condoms, saying that since they were his whores, he could come whenever and wherever he wanted, that women were just a handkerchief where to leave the semen and then be discarded.
One day after I was born, Don Ken asked my mother what she was going to do with me, they were in the house where my mother lived. - I'll take care of him, after all he's my son- smiled at me while carrying me. - How?- Don Ken seemed to have heard words in another language- from this same night you have to return to the corner. My mother lost her smile on her face and directed her gaze at Don Ken, now she seemed not to understand. - But I can't keep going with this, I have a son and you're the father. - Come here. My mother approached Don Ken a little timidly with my body between her hands, tangled in a blanket, Don Ken told her to put me on the table and just when my mother completely released me he took hold of my hair from behind and lifted up her skirt. - You'll understand something very clear from now on, you're a slut and one of the cheapest girls. If that child came out of my semen I don't care, I'm going to keep screwing you and sending you to the corner whenever I want- under the skirt my mother was wearing there was a thread thong (one of the only ones my mother had) Don Ken put it aside and showed my mother her well-rounded ass-. Accept it, you're a slut.
In short, the penetration began without any holds back. Don Ken was entering and leaving with force through my mother's anus, with no moisture, the penis trunk rubbing against my mother's vaginal lips, and she would cry and let out a moan of pain every now and then. After a few minutes, Don Ken pushed himself as hard as he could into my mother to finish, leaving her pussy dripping with semen. - That kid won't be sleeping in my house, either give him away or hire a nanny if you're that kind of girl but all with the money I pay you, I won't spend a single peso taking care of your trash. My mother left the house with me in her arms, she already knew what she was going to do with me. To be continued...
Before I was born, my mother was a prostitute, and she had me at the age of 20 after having sex with her pimp, thinking that if she had a child from him, she would get out of the world of prostitution and could live a happy and quiet life outside this world. She believed it would be like being a housewife, but things didn't go as planned. When I was still forming inside my mother, she was still under her pimp's orders. Every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, she worked on the corner, attending to 8-10 clients per night, but sometimes the total number of men who had sex with her would be 15. My mother had an exquisite body before I was born, from the age of 16 when she worked in prostitution, seeing herself deceived by a boy she met in high school. My mother is from Colombia, that man who seduced her brought her to Mexico on false pretenses and later handed her over to Don Ken, who would be her pimp for all these years, threatening her since the beginning and making her lose all hope of returning to her country with her family. My mother had very striking curves, but from the age of 17 she was subjected to plastic surgeries; they enlarged her bust, making her breasts very striking, operated on her ass twice, and because she was in good shape, she never underwent liposuction, which all the women of Don Ken did; by the time I turned 18, I had the body of a slut, and I was forced to wear short, seductive clothing and always high heels.Before getting pregnant, I worked every day, as one of the yummiest whores of Don Ken was one of the most in demand. The first year as a slut was sold as a virgin and only used by men who could pay the price. Due to his influences, Don Ken didn't find complications in finding at least two times a month some man willing to pay a good amount for the service, usually businessmen and powerful people who required this service. After the year, surgical operations began, I was gaining experience and my vagina was no longer that of a virgin. It was when I turned 17 that he put me into a brothel where I danced, did privates, and attended to 5 clients per week for three years until I rose to 10 clients per week. When I turned 20, Don Ken didn't want me in the brothel anymore and took me out to a corner where I stayed from then on, from Monday to Sunday, until I got pregnant.My mother was always one of the most indulged, as she never made many complaints and learned to adapt quickly to the underworld of prostitution; she had advantages that some didn't have but wasn't entirely free. One of her benefits with those who only dreamed of it were vacations, two weeks a year in different months where she could spend them without any man touching her, of course, she couldn't leave the state and neither do many things she had prohibited but the fact of being liberated from sex for two weeks was something; another benefit was her own room which only the four favorite women of Don Ken enjoyed. All the women who prostituted themselves under Don Ken slept in three houses belonging to the very same Don Ken, in these houses there were 2 bunks per room (in total, there were 4 rooms with bunks and 4 with individual beds), in total, the girls he had under his command usually numbered 20, 8 worked on the corners starting from 20 to 30 years old (after 30, he stopped giving them work), 8 worked in the brothels. In the brothel (from 18 to 20) and every two years I would get four young girls through young gallants who traveled to countries like Colombia, Argentina, Chile, Peru, and Venezuela where they would deceive girls aged 14 to 16 years old and then receive a commission from Don Ken for each one. When my mother got pregnant and told Don Ken, he got upset but asked if she thought about having another one, which she agreed to. He said it was okay but she still had to keep working on the corner; although he only let her stay from Fridays to Sundays and with a shorter schedule, the treatment towards her remained the same until the 7th month of pregnancy. Don Ken would screw all the women he had and being pregnant didn't change that. From the 7th month of pregnancy onwards, his stomach was quite noticeable, Don Ken allowed her to take two months off if needed until she felt better, but that didn't mean he wouldn't have sex; every time he felt like it, he would penetrate her, in the eight weeks my mother stayed at home, Don Ken's penis was inside her at least 30 times, sometimes he would screw her through the vagina and ejaculate inside her without a condom, sometimes through the anus and ejaculate inside her without a condom, sometimes he would touch her breasts to masturbate and run over her without a condom, sometimes he would take her by the mouth and come on her face and especially on her tongue without using a single condom. In reality Don Ken never used condoms, saying that since they were his whores, he could come whenever and wherever he wanted, that women were just a handkerchief where to leave the semen and then be discarded.
One day after I was born, Don Ken asked my mother what she was going to do with me, they were in the house where my mother lived. - I'll take care of him, after all he's my son- smiled at me while carrying me. - How?- Don Ken seemed to have heard words in another language- from this same night you have to return to the corner. My mother lost her smile on her face and directed her gaze at Don Ken, now she seemed not to understand. - But I can't keep going with this, I have a son and you're the father. - Come here. My mother approached Don Ken a little timidly with my body between her hands, tangled in a blanket, Don Ken told her to put me on the table and just when my mother completely released me he took hold of my hair from behind and lifted up her skirt. - You'll understand something very clear from now on, you're a slut and one of the cheapest girls. If that child came out of my semen I don't care, I'm going to keep screwing you and sending you to the corner whenever I want- under the skirt my mother was wearing there was a thread thong (one of the only ones my mother had) Don Ken put it aside and showed my mother her well-rounded ass-. Accept it, you're a slut.In short, the penetration began without any holds back. Don Ken was entering and leaving with force through my mother's anus, with no moisture, the penis trunk rubbing against my mother's vaginal lips, and she would cry and let out a moan of pain every now and then. After a few minutes, Don Ken pushed himself as hard as he could into my mother to finish, leaving her pussy dripping with semen. - That kid won't be sleeping in my house, either give him away or hire a nanny if you're that kind of girl but all with the money I pay you, I won't spend a single peso taking care of your trash. My mother left the house with me in her arms, she already knew what she was going to do with me. To be continued...
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