I felt that Susan and John's story could continue some time to cover the gap between the initial series and the second one, a few years later. So we will explore the lives of John in Brazil and Elizabeth in Birmingham!
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Elizabeth, Susan's mother, had recognized she was really the mother of a pretty slut and a slut herself! Mr Gupta had decided she would take Joan's place with the Macys. She would be overbooked, having to service Mr and Mrs Macy and their daughter for a whole year on a 7/7 and 24/24 basis. Of course, in addition, she would have to take care of Mr Gupta and his friends in competition, or more exactly in support of her daughter Susan!
Mr Gupta was a very generous man and he hadn't forgotten his old friends and neighbors in Birmingham. From time to time, he had the outside help of Leena and Peter. Peter was a very important CEO of the City but he had submissive tendencies. He really loved to visit Mr Gupta and take care of his green grocer's customers. In this job, he had the help of Lady Leena, a high society scion and Mr Gupta's slave who even enjoyed working as a whore for the local Indian community! There was nothing too dirty for her from being fucked on a heap of rotting vegetables to being harnessed like a horse to a plough on some of Mr Gupta's farmyards! Of course, what Mr Gupta enjoyed the most was fucking Leena while her husband was pulling on the plough, a few feet from there!
Elizabeth's husband was too old and weak to be harnessed to a plough and he had been heavily disturbed when he had seen his slave daughter been fucked mercilessly by Mr Gupta and his trainees but apart from him, there would be little differences for the girl. Oh yes! There was a major difference : Before using Elizabeth, the Indian men would have to pay the fee Mr Gupta requested directly to Elizabeth and, like any whore, Elizabeth, would afterward transfer that money to Susan who was responsible for the quality of Elizabeth's work and the number of men she serviced. Mr Gupta had been pristine clear : if Elizabeth didn't behave, her daughter should spank, whip or cane her and if she failed to do so, Mr Gupta himself would apply the required chastisement to Susan herself!
Both Susan and Elizabeth knew that Mr Gupta was fair but meant business. So Elizabeth was rather unquiet as Susan drove her to Birmingham in the early morning. Susan was wearing a saree as Mr Gupta considered it as the standard uniform for the girls of the inner management circle in his organization as he referred to it! Elizabeth wore something more classical for a European woman : a salwar kameez (tunic with slim trousers) and a dupatta (scarf of matching color). In Mr Gupta's idea, it marked her as being under the orders of her daughter and it was exactly how Elizabeth felt! Of course, she had never cheated on her husband or even dallied with any man until she had met Mr Gupta and she had never even imagined having to service a dozen or more of strangers for money with the prospect of being punished if she didn't earn enough money!
Susan told Elizabeth to open a bag on the back seat. She unwrapped a long object and ended up holding a sort of skittle with a long and slim polished body and a neck just under the bulbous head, attached to a flat base. She contemplated it for a moment, not wanting to know what it was. Susan sneered :
-Just in case you don't know, it's called a plug, an anal plug to be precise. Look at how slender it is. The same one for a pussy would be four times bigger! Mr Gupta told me to give it to you to prepare you for your service!
Elizabeth was then sure that no indignities would be spared to her that night. Mr Gupta and his friends had carefully reamed her pussy that could now receive the biggest cock she could imagine or had heard of and she had rapidly grasped the technique to ease a cock down her throat but her ass hole was her weak point as Mr Gupta had pointed out. She needed time to receive a big cock there but her owner clearly wanted her to continue her training and even speed it up! Now that she belonged to Mr Gupta, body and soul, she would do her best not to disappoint him. She took off her trousers, lifted her bottom from the seat, wiggled her hips around until the skittle head lodged itself against her ass hole and then she bore down on it. The wood object was coated with a plastic that was quite pleasant to touch but the diameter felt so large! She pushed harder, feeling her sphincter gradually yielding. It was painful, agonizingly painful but Elizabeth knew it was her basic duty to accommodate it!
When the head was completely in, it became easier and she glided down the shaft in a few minutes. When she felt the flat part touching her buttocks, she knew that the most difficult part was over! She would now just have to make it slide up and down in her back passage for her to get used to receiving a big cock there! She was just sad that Mr Gupta or his friend Mr Gopal wouldn't be there to see how much she had improved. Soon her ass would be as open as her pussy and she would be able to receive big cocks like Mr Gupta's with total ease and no pain!
When Susan parked her car in front of a shop in the outskirts of Birmingham, Elizabeth noticed that the shop was still open and that several men were waiting quietly, sitting on chairs, bunks and on blocks of concrete. Their eyes turned avidly to the two women when they stepped out of the car. Elizabeth realized with a pang that they were the guys she would have to service, as Mr Gupta had decided! She made a fast count : God, there were about fifteen guys! Susan had told her that Leena had usually ten to twelve suitors. That would have been fair for an inexperienced whore but fifteen! And other ones may be around, drinking coffee or tea in nearby coffee shops! How could she manage! She hastily took off her plug and pulled up her salwar. She was now in her role of a white slut for Indian cocks!
Susan gripped her wrist and cooed to her in a calm voice she had taken from Mr Gupta!
- Rejoice, Mum, you won't have to walk the streets to meet Mr Gupta's requirements! I think he must have passed the word that a new whore would come tonight. Leena must have been too upper class for those guys. You should be proud they intend to spend their precious savings of a whole month with you : That is real charity for a woman like you to accept them!
Her heart jumped into Elizabeth's throat, hoping she would please her Master, that night! As she thought to her owner, a smile spread across her face, she blushed with excitement, and her tight pussy began to get damp. Just from obeying his orders, she thought, proud of her submissiveness. It was always like that. Just the thought of her Master made her wet! His strong hands, his thick broad shoulders and tree-trunk chest and his large cock were now essential for her life and her sexual pleasure. Her entire body ached now for his touch, his royal cock entering any of her holes and rearranging her innards for him to fit in, just as he wanted. She was now his willing slave, ready to follow him anywhere. If he had ordered her to do so, she would have stripped down naked in the center of Piccadilly circus at a peak hour but she trusted him totally : he would never ask such things from her!
Susan walked into the shop, inspecting it apparently cursorily but Elzabeth knew nothing would escape her daughter's gaze. The peaches and tomatoes had to be arranged in regular stacks to attract customers, the cans of food from India and nearby countries should be aligned like soldiers in a troop review! And no dust would be allowed anywhere! Susan pushed a door marked private, followed by Elizabeth. She knew that her daughter was in charge and wouldn't tolerate any vagaries! Mr Gupta had been quite specific : if Elizabeth answered a customer back for any reason, her bottom would be spanked by her daughter, if she took too much time to make a customer cum, she would be warned then whipped and a repeated fault would see her caned and Susan's arm could be heavy, even and especially so with her mother!
In the back shop, an area had been cleared of the vegetables and other merchandises. A mat had been thrown on the floor. That would be the only comfort Elizabeth would get for the next couple of hours! Susan left her alone and exited through the door to receive the payment of her first customer. The door opened with a creaking to let the first one in. She heard the end of Susan's recommendations.
