When dawn comes, Madison doesn't stir.
Noon passes and she refuses to get up.
As evening sets in, she hears a pounding on her door.
She sighs.
At the door, Candy waits in her skanky getup.
"Hey, girl," comes the experienced whore's greeting.
Madison doesn't have much energy, but spares a soft smile for someone who might be her friend.
"You've been living it up in that classy joint. Tonight's a night to return to your roots.
"Come out with me."
"Candy, I can't..." Madison protests weakly.
She really can't advocate for herself.
"Girl, some fresh air will do you good.
Reluctantly, she lets herself be dragged out from safety.
"You're good as you are. You can change later.
They get into Candy's beater and find their way to the familiar corner.
Madison picks red panties, a black skirt, and a white tube top.
On the streets, in her uniform, Madison watches cars pass.
They all know what she's here for. But, not all of them have the nerve to stop.
Until one man, horny enough, stops.
"You," the man picks Madison.
"Suck and fuck," he says.
The undercover officer nods with a professional smile on her face.
Candy watches her go off.
At their rendezvous alley, the man unzips his pants and unleashes his meat.
Madison needs no further direction as she engulfs the phallus with her pretty red lips.
Up and down, she slobbers over his penis.
She comes up and rubs the length of his cock with her lips.
Her tongue finds his balls as she sniffs his manhood.
Her hand grips his cock and works up and down his shaft.
"A- Ah-" he moans as she feels his climax begin.
Her lips kiss his cock head just as the first rope is expelled from his body.
Over and over, she sucks up his seed.
When he finishes, she opens her mouth to him before swallowing.
"You're amazing," the man says.
She doesn't know why. But, she feels pleased by his comment.
Out on the hood of his car, the man takes her doggy style.
The slapping of their crotches echoes through the alley.
She finds herself enjoying the meat in her love tunnel.
On and on, he grinds into her.
She feels her own climax coming as he pounds her.
A moan escapes her as she squirts the man's sex with her juices.
The man laughs as he fucks her.
Finally, he moans and unleashes a torrent of cum into her.
Righting their clothes, Madison feels the warmth of his seed inside her.
He smiles as he lets her back into his car.
"Do you usually work this corner?" he questions.
"Kind of."
"Well, maybe I can come find you again."
"Yeah," she says. "Maybe."
He droops her off where she started.
"What's wrong, Hun?"
Madison looks over Candy and then herself.
Bare nipples pushing against the fabric of her top. A slutty miniskirt that hides her honey well, if only barely. And, hooker heals.
"It's just, I didn't think all this would happen to me."
She doesn't feel tears threatening to overflow. Instead, she feels the wetness of her loins.
"Girl," Candy says. "You're right where you need to be.
"Sometimes the Johns get a little out of hand. But, they're mostly tame.
"I know you get of kick out of this lifestyle."
Madison sighs, "Maybe."
The night continues, interrupted by the odd blowjob.
The cum she was so loathe to drink only days prior goes down like a shot of whiskey.
She spreads her legs for any man with the cash.
No longer is she an undercover cop playing the whore. Now she is the whore playing the role of a cop.
Her sex still drips from her most recent rendezvous when Candy turns to her.
"Well, sugar. That's it for the night. I'll drop you off.
"You working with me tomorrow or are you going to the Pink Swallow?"
A thrill of odd excitement passes through her as she says she'll work the brothel.
As Madison gets out at her apartment, she sees a man on a balcony staring down on her.
Despite her realization of her nature, she looks on her shameful appearance.
Being seen by her neighbors like this melts her bowels.
In apartment, she strips the slutty outfit from her flesh.
Her pretty pussy is red for use.
A finger tests her cave.
The semen has dripped out of her. But, as she brings the finger to her lips, Madison tastes the men she's been used by.
Despite herself, the thought of it sets her nethers aquiver.
The shower runs hot. And, the officer organizes her thoughts.
She has a report to make up.
But, how can she admit to and not come under scrutiny.
The towel is soft and soon she's dry.
Rather than put on fresh clothes, she sits naked in front of her computer.
The report is open before her.
She can't organize her thoughts. She's too wound up.
A hand drifts between her legs.
A shameful moan escapes her as she strokes her clit.
Her other hand works the keyboard as she penetrates her pussy.
"Nnn-" she moans as she ascends.
Over and over, she brings herself to the edge of climax.
The report forgotten, Madison massages her breasts.
"Nnn- Ah."
She's so close.
Memories flood Madison's mind as she masturbates.
How proud she was when she passed the academy. How excited she was to get her first assignment. How she lost her maidenhead and first kiss to two different cocks on the same night.
"Ah- Ah- Ahh-" she moans.
The shame of her life pushes her over the brink.
Jets of her honey spray under the table she's working at.
She's shaking as her orgasm passes.
If not for her whoredom, Madison could never feel this sickening pleasure.
Her fingers slip from her tunnel.
The wetness passes her lips and she tastes the tang of her juices.
Her focus returns to her report with purpose.
As she submits it, she breathes deeply.
She'll hide the truth. She has to.
The sheets of her bed are smooth as she climbs into bed.
Her mind races with thoughts of what she'll be made to do tomorrow.
Dom, the big black bouncer lets her in.
His is a professional smile. He doesn't leer at her like the other men do.
"Looking good, Hun," Daisy says in greeting.
Despite herself, Madison smiles a genuine smile at her collegue.
"How's the Swallow today?"
Daisy leans against the bar. Her panties and bra cradling her soft form.
"As happening as ever. Think you'll dance tonight?"
The cold in Madison's belly thaws.
"Yes," she says. Barely getting it out.
