Chapter 2
Lilith gushed, "I am so excited about our visit, I can't wait to experience you, the drugs, the bang room and everything you have on offer." Lilith had three fingers up her coochie and while she didn't splatter the camera lens Alice was pleased to see her ejaculate fly through the air as Lilith enjoyed watching Ned fuck Alice's pert ass and paddle her glutes before he came across her back. Alice had become a fan of red handprints on her usually pale ass cheeks. Lilith encouraged Alice to buy a riding crop and a paddle so Ned could properly punish her. Every orgasm she had as a cheating slut required her to be punished. That was the price she must be willing to pay for being such a filthy whore who climaxed from another man's touch. Lilith was also a big believer that money also made it all legitimate, good, and proper. It was the way of the world. Women and wives had been putting it out for centuries for support, a home, jewelry, security, etc. It was about time they were doing it for themselves.
Alice spent what little free time she had, mostly late at night due to the time difference, chatting online with Lilith. There was something seductively filthy about their online relationship. Lilith had the advantage when it came to breadth of perversion and ability and eagerness to debase herself while Alice had vastly more drug experience.
Alice spent long hours carefully probing to determine where Lilith had boundaries, if any, or where she would draw the line. Lilith was not afraid of pain and had spent years coupling her pain response to her orgasms. After a time, William placed hooks and pullies above their marital bed so Big Dave could string Lilith up on her tiptoes and cane her back, thighs and Buttocks raising welts that took days to fade. Alice couldn't see the fascination, but Lilith encouraged Alice to try it with Ned or Deon, to see if she liked it. It came out that William had encouraged Ned to turn his wife into a whore. William loved what Lilith had become and enjoyed all of her perversions. Most of all her streetwalker work on her stroll. While Lilith was no stranger to ATM or animal porn, unlike Alice's friend Bitch, Lilith drew the line at actually eating shit or fucking dogs and horses. Although she spent a month or two leashed and living in a dog crate and eating out of a dog dish to fully debase herself and please Big Dave and William. William wanted Ned to share in his happiness, by turning Alice.
Alice had seen Bitch do some pretty perverse things and often wondered if Karen was a dog fucker. When Karen was coherent enough to dish on some of her worst perversions she tended to focus on her father and his friends breaking her in on her 14
th
birthday. It was weird that she didn't hate him for that. It changed her life and allowed her to be the dirty junky she was now, with no shame. No remorse or regrets. Bitch the legendary junky whore was a victim of the rich and powerful. Because of her rep, no one would risk doing Bitch bareback these days, but at least she wasn't HIV positive and didn't suffer from AIDs, although her deep psychological issues were hardly a tradeoff.
Lilith was fascinated with Bitch and couldn't wait to meet her. One stone cold slut to another. While Lilith still used confession and religion instead of drugs as a crutch to allow her to continue in her perversions, Lilith and Bitch were kindred spirits of a sort. Alice thought about adding Bitch to the conversation, but Karen didn't do the internet not having the ability to concentrate long enough to figure it out. Also, Alice was wary of letting Bitch into her home life. When Karen didn't have any scratch to get her drugs, who knew what she might do. In an unusual display of friendship and caring Deon warned her about allowing Bitch to get too close. "She only has two goals, get fucked up and get fucked. I have seen her rob 'friends' she has known for years. Be careful."
Alice might be a whore, but she was a novice when compared to her two friends, Lilith and Bitch. Then there was Olivia, Alice came to the realization that she loved Olivia like a sister. More than a sister, much more. Olivia had been fucking her husband for 6 months before they had met, but Alice didn't hold that against her and truly loved Olivia. Olivia had taken Becky's place in her affections. Not that she didn't care about Becky, but their paths rarely crossed these days. A girl needed a confidant, especially a girl in her line of work. Olivia and Alice were close, very close.
Chance encounter
.
Alice heard about the strip club and the slut store closer to home and went to check it out. It was late in the evening but not too busy, there was a really cute and thick light skinned black or maybe Puerto Rican woman behind the counter. She was talking to a tall handsome Latino looking guy in Spanish. As Alice walked up, while she didn't understand enough Spanish to follow the conversation, she recognized the body language of a pickup line when she saw one. Alice didn't want to interrupt but the guy noticed her and turned in her direction, the counter girl said loudly in English. "
I
am
not
for sale. If you aren't going to buy anything, your browsing time is up." Alice was impressed with her resolve. The guy was very good looking and exuded confidence and sex appeal. "Angela warned me about you! If you bother any more of our customers, I am supposed to call the cops. Now fuck off!"
The guy had turned his million-dollar smile on Alice but at the mention of Angela it faded to a snarl, "Fuck Angela
and
her stuck up girlfriend." Then he stalked off, never taking his eyes off Alice. His gaze made Alice shiver with desire and anticipation. She asked the counter girl, "Do you have fitting rooms? May I try on a few things before I buy?"
She still looked annoyed but answered Alice civilly, "Sure. As long as you keep your underwear on."
Alice smiled, "But what if I am not wearing any underwear?"
The girl thought for a second, "Well, then you will have to buy a pair of panties first." She pointed to a corner of the shop.
The guy headed in the same direction. When Alice reached the rack, he handed her a pair of low-rise lace panties in scarlet. "I think these should fit you and red is your color."
Alice smiled and took the panties holding them up to her waist. She handed them back. "Too big, my girlfriend says tighter always shows off the goods better and anyway they won't be on for long."
The guy raised an eyebrow and grinned at her candor, holding out his hand he said, "I'm Memo, nice to meet you...?"
Alice took his hand and giggled, "Juliet."
Memo gave her a deep laugh, "I should have said my name was Romeo. Shopping for a date or work?"
Alice couldn't help but be charmed and said honestly. "Those are pretty much the same thing, aren't they?"
As they chatted, they meandered to a rack of very short slut dresses. Memo picked out a mesh dress also in red. Something she would need to wear a coat over to enter any descent establishment. "Try this on for me, my Juliet."
Alice's heart was racing, she smiled sweetly and headed over to the counter to ask where the fitting room was. The girl looked at what she had to try on. "The panties are $10. The fitting room is over there past the DVDs. Watch out for that guy, he is a pimp and a nasty one, he assaulted one of our customers a while back and sent her to the ER. He has been trying to get me to work for him and won't take no for an answer, just because I work the counter at a place like this doesn't mean I'm a whore."
"What is wrong with being a
Whore
? What happened to the customer, was she OK?"
"She is a regular and a good friend of Angela the owner, Becky had to go to the ER to get checked out, just bruises, nothing permanent. So, watch it. He isn't a nice person even though he is charming at first."
Alice's face clouded,
