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She comes into consciousness with the ringing of her phone.
Groggily, Madison paws at her phone.
"This is Madison Lane," she manages.
"Lane," her commander says. "I need your report by the end of the week."
Madison panics as she realizes what had happened the previous night.
"Y-Yes, sir."
"Good. I trust your judgment."
The phone clicks off and Madison looks upon her nakedness.
Her cheeks turn crimson.
She doesn't generally sleep in such a state.
She puts on her plain clothes and relaxes as best she's able. Always expecting word of her impropriety to spread.
There is a knock at her door.
The eye-hole sets a coldness upon her bowels.
Quickly, she opens the door and drags the experienced hooker into her apartment.
"What are you doing here?"
Candy looks offended, "Just trying to help you, darling. I've got a lead we can follow."
Madison calms herself.
"What's the lead?"
"I know a shop in the area. An in with them could go a long way.
Madison's heart seizes up.
"Where?" she whispers.
A satisfied smile comes over Candy's face.
"Just follow my lead. And, your clothes are fine."
Madison feels some relief that she doesn't have to look like a whore. Even if that's what she feels like.
They make their way down to the street.
Despite her relative modesty, her companion draws the attention of a number of onlookers.
Madison's face runs hot as she pairs with the temptress.
Candy's car is cluttered with the outfits Madison had bought.
She blanches as she sees one of her g-strings with its matching top.
Thinking over all the worst things that could happen to her, Madison watches Candy drive up to an erotic theater.
Candy parks in the back and enters the service entrance.
All Madison can do is follow.
As they pass a check point, Madison is scared of the massive guard. But, all he does is look on her with boredom.
Candy leads the undercover cop to a dressing room.
They store their effects in a locker.
Candy smiles a minx like smile at Madison.
The experienced woman leads her by the hand to a wall.
Other women, in varying degrees of undress, kneel before the wall.
Madison is aghast to see the women servicing unknown men.
"Come," Candy takes her by the hand.
At the wall, Candy leads Madison's hand to a waiting phallus.
The undercover officer pets the cock head like an animal.
In a daze, she allows Candy to guide her to her knees.
She is introduced face to penis. Her hot breath eliciting a rise in the man.
Candy watches in delight as Madison puts the hot flesh to her cheek.
When she parts, the heat remains with her.
As if waking up, she looks in alarm to Candy.
"It's alright, babe. It's just us girls."
Madison looks down the wall.
Pretty young women slavering over men's organs.
The scent of the man's penis coats her mind.
Her nose against the tip of the man's cock, she kisses the underside of the man's tool.
Her lips spread and her tongue tastes the precum of this stranger.
Candy watches for a minute before turning to a member all her own.
Madison is in a trance as she polishes her glory hole cock.
It occurs to her that this is an illegal operation.
That she is playing the whore at a glory hole.
A sickness wells up in her as she swallows an endless stream of precum.
Then, she feels the penis spasm in her mouth.
She swallows jet after jet of cum.
Her lips purse as she tries to hold onto the departing organ.
A sense of loss comes over her.
Is she really that sad to see a man's sex leave.
Before she has time to process the loss, another penis enters her hole.
For a moment she examines the cock.
Why is she doing this?
Her eyes look down the wall to see an eager Candy licking and sucking..
Throwing caution to the wind, Madison kisses the new cock.
Every time a new piece of meat spasms, Madison swallows the load and kisses the cock clean.
When did she become such a whore?
"You did awesome, babe. Look at this."
Candy fans the bills. Their combined earnings.
"We're eating sushi tonight," Candy declares.
Despite her fear of the fallout, she can't help but smile at the optimism of her senior in the world's oldest profession.
The meal is satisfying. A fine reward for the labor of her mouth.
"Good," Candy declares as they leave the restaurant.
"Where have you been all my life?" Candy asks.
The woman had a fair amount too much rice wine while they ate.
Madison takes the keys, "Let's get you home."
"What are you talking about, babe? The night's only beginning. You know where to go."
Madison shivers as a cold sensation runs down her gut. But, she does as she is bid.
"Red panties are a must," Candy informs as she picks Madison's hooker clothes.
"But, I can't change out here," the policewoman protests.
"Girl, just be quick.
Madison looks around. There are eyes. But, she resolves herself.
Her nakedness flashes briefly.
And, when she is clothed, she feels more naked than ever.
The top exposes her shoulders and belly. While the miniskirt does little to cover her.
Madison's eyes survey the street. Her fears realized when she catches a man on the street ogling her.
