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“Is this really necessary?” Anak asked no one in particular, and winced as Garam tightened the ropes.
“You're gonna love it. I know.” Garam assured the girl, before pinching the dark green nipples until they stood proud and wanting. A clamp closed around each. That got a cry from Anak, and a moan as the metal chain now linking her breasts was used to pull them up.
Her arms were curled behind her back, bound together at forearm and wrist, to a set of two loops above and below her perky breasts, squeezing and making them pop. Laying on top of her mom, with those big soft breasts for a pillow wouldn't have been so bad if not for her legs. They were bound too, her calves kissing her thighs, the meaty part of her tail tucked into the knot on her left leg.
The worst part was a final piece of rope going underneath her, forcing her legs wide apart so anyone could use her exposed shaven sex.
“She looks so pretty like that.” Endorsi glanced away from her task. The girl struggled quite a bit fitting her two-sided strap-on, her side was much thicker than the one reserved for Anak. Which was expected since she was the senior whore with a whole year of experience ahead of her sister.
Anak calmed her breathing. She hated that position; with her skin tone she looked like a frog. The same thing was going through Endorsi’s mind, it was clear on the mocking corner smile she desperately held.
“She is craving it too.” Garam’s fingers trailed over Anak’s pussy. Savoring just how wet her protege was.
“Can we just hurry up?” Anak puffed and squirmed. The ghostly soft touch driving her desperate and needy. Up and down and around, until a delicious digit went in, only one though not nearly enough to quench her desire. The lips kissing the back of her neck didn’t help either, even more as they nibbled her ear.
“Ok, ok. Stop rushing me.” Endorsi squirted more lube onto her side and pushed it in. Her cheekbones distorted with discomfort.
“Is something on your mind? Darling. You usually never struggle with a size so small.”
“No, of course not.” Endorsi lied. It was obvious from the stiff way she climbed into the bed. Nothing like her characteristic cat-like finesse.
Anak knew what it was about though. The guild on the red-painted corner of those spooky round eyes. Endorsi had slipped into her bed her first night there. Giving the customary welcome to the new whores without knowing Anak hadn’t joined as such, but as Garam’s adoptive daughter.
Endorsi had been punished harshly for it. Even though the event was deep in the past now, a part of it remained, like a shadow or a scar. Even after being forgiven, Endorsi never forgave herself for it.
“It is already silly.” Anak leaned and captured the girl on a kiss.
At first, she joined as an aid, but it didn’t take long for Garam to notice her full lips, along her nether ones were the only soft part of her otherwise scale clad skin. Her mother stole kisses so often she soon was the most skilled among the girls, tasked with practicing and training all of them.
Endorsi melted into it. Like she always did. Hands coiled around her green thighs before pushing them back into the girl’s own torso.
“Can’t I get oral first? Make sure it is smooth.” Anak risked it. Knowing full well she hadn’t been a good enough girl to earn it yet, trying to count on the somewhat unfair doting she received.
Garam saw right through her though, scolding her and taxing it with quick slaps on her spread pussy, while tugging at the metal chain tutoring her nipples. The blows were soft, but dark spots danced in her eyes as it was such a sensitive spot. Anak felt her pussy quivering and flooding from it. She didn’t know why pain and harsh treatment made her feel like that, but it always did.
Once she had recomposed, two arms snaked around her ass, a thumb from each of Garam’s hands entered her, gaping her wide.
Anak could almost die of shame as Endorsi’s eyes widened to just how much she could see.
“Are you sure you weren’t born from an egg?” Endorsi joked to light up the mode as she aligned herself. The strap-on's pink head glided over her entrance, teasing but not entering. It went all around her sensitive lips and near her clit before going back.
She wants one final permission. Anak realized. She wasn’t sure if she would rather be on the bed or laying on her mother’s arms as she was. But she gave a nod and moaned helplessly loudly when it plunged into her. She was sure everyone in the establishment heard, but didn’t find it in her to care. It was so good.
“Yes, yes, please.” She urged Endorsi onwards with her hips. Mouth open, desperate for another kiss.
Endorsi kept her face away though, paying attention to her partner's expression, looking out for any sign of pain or discomfort. The device was well fastened around her hips, so the dildo inside her didn’t move much even as she backed up and buckled forward, again and again as her sister screamed in delight.
Anak let her body ride the pleasure roaring inside her. She never thought she would end up a whore, even if she lived among them.
Honestly none of the girls that worked for Garam had thought that at first. They were runaways and cast-aside in need of cash, thinking they would only tend the bar downstairs. Then they would learn how short the uniform actually was. With a bit of coaxing, they allowed the groping hands since they left better tips. Groping would turn to fingering, and soon they were on their knees. Not long after that they took clients on the side for the extra cash, and before they knew they were whores half-time, just waiting for new flesh to tend the bar in their place.
Endorsi devoted a hand to pin her down, and another on her clit. Making Anak shudder with every stronger rub. They made a cacophony of gaps and moans. Garam was massaging her left breast and tilted her by the chin into a kiss.
If Anak really thought, she had been just the same. One of the regulars was a nasty one. A little psycho Khun that shocked, whipped and hurt girls instead of fucking them. Knowing about her thick skin the others had volunteered her to be his toy.
She hadn’t been too keen into it, but went anyway; they were a team after all, they cared and took care of each other. Never ever she imagined the sessions would end with her naked, hanging from her arms, a metal bar spreading her legs as she dripped on the floor. Soon he was fingering her after, a pussy like that was just begging for it after all. And now he had voiced the desire to start fucking her after ruining her. Which was why they were there now, deflowering her on a soft pink cock.
Anak felt her orgasm anchoring her to the moment, building from deep inside her, sprouting from the myriad of sensations mixing and overwhelming her.
Garam’s tongue was deep inside her, probing her mouth and absorbing the frantic moaning. Her belly quivered as her orgasm crashed, blanking her mind in a void of pleasure. Endorsi saw that moment fit to yank the clamps by the chain. Blood rushed there as pain flooded her system. Her brain blanked from one sensation too many, lust and pain coiled and mixed in her head and voice. A desperate cry as she shuddered and trembled, eyes rolled in their socket as she couldn’t do a thing beside ride her high to its end.
Endorsi was already gone when she opened her eyes. Cradled on her mother's belly, face down between her breasts. Her legs were free now, the strap gone, replaced by an even bigger toy that Garam slowly pushed in and out of her.
Her tail swayed back and forth whenever, as it always did when she was giddy. Her first time had been amazing, and while she would prefer her sister was there, she understood the girl had to get read. Yuri Jahad was a demanding patron, Endo often ended up red, full of bite marks and hickeys all over.
Anak moaned as the dildo hit a deep spot inside her.
"Ran isn't that big, you know what, right?"
"He is not the only one you will be serving."
Ohh, right. Anak took a moment to realize and blushed from the mistake. She was one of them now. True and through.
Her arms were still bound, it made it hard to move. She bit Garam’s nipple hard to steady herself and awkwardly wiggled forward. The older woman hummed in delight and helped her up by pushing with the toy, shoving it deep into the girl.
Anak's legs were trembling from it as they faced each other. She gazed into those deep blue eyes and red lips. They had since long been a source of love and belonging. The woman leaned in, and she closed her eyes waiting for the kill.
A peck on the brow was all she received. A rather tame expression of love compared to the way Garam rotated her wrist, so the toy pressed against all her insides.
Anak let a silence linger. Murmuring how good her pussy felt. Garam soon had a hand on her hair. The way she always did to soothe her down.
"I wish we could be like this forever."
"With your arms bound? Doesn't seem very comfortable."
They laughed. A good deep sound, it was rare for Garam to be that emotional, she rarely removed her pimp mask. It was only with Anak and Endorsi, who also knew the burden they ran away from.
"Have I been naughty? Maybe I need a private punishment."
Garam chuckled. "No, much the contrary, you are a perfect slut." She marked the final word with a good slap to the girl’s ass.
Naughty girl was the name of the punishments done to the girls that misbehaved or broke rules. To be tied somewhat like Anak was, but to a table on the bar, where any man could have her for cheap. It had been a while since it last happened, but the simple chance it could happen filled their hall every night.
"We need to tend the bar though."
Anak pouted, but knew it was true. And groaned with release as her arms came free. Her muscles were stick stiff by now. Her mom helped massage them.
"Do we have enough time for a shower?"
"Nope. Just done your uniform."
Her face must have shown something, because Garam pulled her into a hug.
"Freshly fucked is the best way a girl can smell. And keep this in place." She touched and wiggled the toy. "I want everyone to know you are game now."
Anak nodded. Biting her lower lip, already imagining the night visits her sister would do. She wouldn't get a break for a whole week until the novelty passed.
When they got ready, Garam led her by the hand down the hall. Most girls were idle, but screams of pleasure could be heard throughout.
From the voices Anak knew it was the Yeon girl and her girlfriend, a beautiful red-head servant that seduced and convinced the girl to flee her noble family. They were the last ones to be added to Garam menagerie, but already whoring half time, which was why the bar needed someone right now.
They passed by their ajar door and Anak didn't resist peaking in. Two other regulars, Baam, and his adoptive father Jinsung, had Yihwa and Hwaryun respectively.
The girls seemed possessed, the fucking was hard and relentlessly, leaving them covered in sweat. Their throats would be sore from so much yelling. Still, it made her smile. Being a couple, they insisted on working only together, and had never tasted cock when they first arrived. A thing Anak and Endorsi made sure to change in their welcome.
"What are you idling for?" Garam shifted when she saw where the girl was looking. "Jealous?"
"No. Of course not." Anak lied, and headed down the hall. Garam gave her ass a slap before taking her hand.
"I will make sure to get you some wild clients, I heard your boy's older Sister is just as bad, if not worse."
"Really?"
"I don't know. Maybe I will send you to figure it out." Garam gave her an obvious wink and they both laughed on their way down the hall.