Pimped Out

Part 2 Enslaved

Peterson smiled at Noura before he wiped his cock on Helen's face. He then went to bathroom to clean himself and wash his hands. He returned and handed Noura a large wad of cash. Noura methodically counted the notes, $850 all there as we agreed." Peterson stated as he stood with one foot on Helen as she was a some kind of hunting trophy. "Yes, its all here and remember the agreement." Noura replied.

"Of course, I promise you that you'll have my silence." Peterson replied as he put his underwear and cargo shorts back on. He looked down at the still asleep Helen. "Damn I thought that at first this was a prank but you actually managed to get her to do it" He commended. "Thanks, my family always does deliver on their promises but you should go now I need to sort this bitch out." Noura stated

Peterson left the apartment leaving Noura, the Burly man and Helen. Noura got her bag and took out a packet of wipes which she used to clean up Helen's face and tits. A part of her wanted to leave Helen as a cum stained mess but she know that doing so was too risky for the both of them. Noura with the help of the Burly man carried Helen over to a wornout armchair and sat her on it. Helen slowly came to and opened her eyes, "what what happened" she asked. "You got your first customer, and by how good of a perfomance you did he won't be your first, your such a good gitl." Noura replied, praising Helen as if she were a pet or a child.

Helen looked down at her crotch."Oh God no, please don't tell me he came inside" she panicked. "He paid to do so but don't worry I've got some plan B in case you are scared." Noura stated as she handed a packet of Plan B from her purse to Helen, along with $200 in cash.

"But what if he wasn't clean." Helen protested."He was, I get all my clients to get tested, now get dressed." Noura commanded. Helen gingerly got up and found her clothes, she put them on before heading to the door.

The Burly Man stopped her, "leaving without saying goodbye? Where's your manners huh." Noura said sternly as she made a tutting noise. Helen turned to face her, "please, can I just go." Helen asked not wanting to play Noura's game anymore. "You may only leave if you show me some respect." Noura commanded. Helen rolled her eyes and replied. "Please may I go, Noura." Noura came over and backhanded Helen before spitting on her. "Did I give you permission to use my name, you bitch?" She yelled at Helen who had to use all of her mental willpower to not hit back.

"Call me Mistress, or next time it'll be a lot worse" Noura said more calmly. "Please may I leave, Mistress." Helen whimpered like a scolded dog. "Yes of course you can but from now on I want total obidence from you ok." Noura said. Helen let out a defeated sigh. "Yes Mistress, I understand." Helen replied. "Guess your not as dumb as I thought, go home bitch." Noura ordered, and with that Helen left the apartment complex. She was given back her car keys and was allowed to drive off leaving the accursed place behind.

Helen checked the time on her phone, her actual one not the burner. It was almost 3 in the morning, lucky for her it was a friday night meaning she could sleep in. Helen wondered if Timmy had noticed her absense as she opened the door to her house.

As Helen locked the door she turned to looked at a photo of her late husband Jeremy. Helen sighed, she wished that he was still alive, he would have been strong enough to stand up for her and Timmy.

Helen went upstairs before going to her room she checked on Timmy. He was sound asleep, Helen hoped that he had slept the night. Helen went to her room and she fell asleep the moment she layed down on her bed.

The next day Helen woke up at around lunch time, she took a shower cleaning the filth of Mr Peterson of her self, before she got changed into a pair of sweat pants and a white undervest.

Helen went down stairs to see that Timmy had already eaten. She poured herself a bowel of cornflakes and ate, glad that last night's ordeal was over. Helen considered going to the police, after all it was the right thing to do.

However she feared what Noura could possibly do. If the photos were leaked, her career and her life would be over. Timmy and her would have to move out of their city and she would need to find a new job which would be impossible with such pictures of her floating around.
Helen's best bet was to somehow convince or force Noura into deleting them.
Helen played herself directly into Noura's trap as the blackmail material that the latter had gained just seemed to get worse and worse.
Timmy's dick pic at least did not have his face in it. If it was to be leaked at least there could be some deniability to who it belonged to. The photos of her in the girl's bathroom. Could be argued to have easily been proven to have been taken under duress. Helen should have gone straight to the police after that day but out of cowardice she had not. The photos of her taken at the apartment, dressed as a complete slut could as easily be explained.

Helen decided to write down her story. so that if possible she could go and explain her situation to the police. The rest of the day Helen planned to have a normal day with Timmy.

Helen heard the burner vibrate causing her heart to sink. Helen had wished for normal day spent at home with Timmy, but Noura had snuffed out any sense of normal for Helen.

The text read, "Meet me at the car park in Masserton Mall, do not drive." Helen thought it was strange that she was being made to go to a car park without taking her car. It was most likely so she would not have a method of escape.

Helen changed into a purple knit sweater, grey skirt, stockings and high heeled boots. As she went to leave she found Timmy. "Sweetie I'm just going out to see some friends, I might be late home so you can order take out." She said as she handed over some of the cash that Noura gave her. Giving the money to Timmy felt like the right thing to do, after all she was doing this for his protection.

Helen gave Timmy a kiss on the forehead goodbye before leaving. Helen took the bus down to Masserton Mall and headed to the car park. Where she came across Noura and the two big men she had seen at the apartment complex. They stood in front of a pink SUV with windows completely tinted so no one could see in it.

Noura approached Helen and hugged her, "ah you made it boo, I didn't think you'd come." Noura exclaimed as if the two were friends. "Whatever it is you want me to do lets just get it over and done with." Helen stated coldly with little emotion. "Well its a surprise but first I need you to put this on." Noura said giggling. Noura handed Helen a blind fold, Helen looked down at it confused. "Put it on." Noura chimed, Helen groaned but she did as she was told putting blindfold on.

Helen was helped by the two men in the back of the car. Where she sat in the middle with Noura on her left and one big men on her right. There would be no escaping for her.

Meanwhile Timmy had finished playing his Xbox and was browsing the internet on his laptop. He decided to play around on Instagram, mainly looking at girls to jerk over. He scrolled through various pictures of Noura and her friends dressed slutty at different parties, ones in which he would never get invited. Despite his crush on Noura he needed something a bit more risqué. His prayers were answered when he came across a profile named, "MSLXT" the page only had one post it was of a woman with large breasts, wide childbearing hips, a narrow waist and a big butt. "Wow" He thought allowed as he hit a masterbatory jackpot.

The post it self it had around fifteen images of the same woman with her face blurred out in all of them. The woman wore a sort of school girl outfit which barley fit her curvy frame. The photos were all of her in the school girl outfit doing different poses. As Timmy jerked himself off to them he could not help to notice that the tie she wore was oddly similiar to the tie of his own school uniform. Timmy after a few minutes cummed leaving his bed a mess. He quickly went to clean up, he was slightly disappointed that MSLXT did not have any links in her bio but the profile was clearly new.

Helen and the others had reached their  destination and she was led out of the SUV but she was still made to wear the blindfold. The drive had been about half an hour however Noura's driver had been going well over the speed limit.

Noura took off Helen's blindfold before her was a mega mansion, despite its size it was kind of ugly. Helen looked around at her surrondings, the place had a large garden along with high walls with barbed wire and an electrified fence. "Home sweet home, oh and if your thinking of pulling a runner don't you won't escape." Noura said confirming Helen's fears.

The front doors were opened by one of Noura's servants. Noura led Helen inside, Helen was stunned at all the gold statues, marble and expensive paintings. "If all of this is yours, how come you go a state school with my son." Helen lived a comfortable middle class life style and had always counted her and her son self more priviledged than the other families at her son's school.

"I mean its not mine, its daddy's, however daddy's money is a bit dirty so he needs to launder on it. If I went to a private school it may raise questions." Noura explained. Noura led Helen to her bedroom. The place was huge with a king sized bed and its own pool. "My family are very rich and powerful, have you ever heard of the Black Rose?" Noura asked, Helen could vaguely recall reading about a series of crimes such as murder, drug dealing and human trafficking related to the Black Rose.

"I've heard about them." Helen said, "well daddy is a high ranking member and his speciality is pimping and human trafficking. He taught me a lot about it, your not my first you know." Noura boasted with a sick sense of pride. "What happened to the others." Helen asked, dreading whatever answer she would be given.

"I got bored of them so I sold them off, to rich and powerful men across the world." Noura said, Helen felt disgusted about the way Noura spoke of selling humans like they were objects. Noura continued on, "You're different, you are the first bitch I got with a kid who goes to my school which makes you special."

"Special?" Helen asked, "Yes, thanks to Timmy I can control you through him.If you step out of a line I can hurt him very badly and not need to ruin your beautiful body like I did to some of the others." Noura said as she ran her hand over Helen's bosom which was now heaving from fear.

"Don't you dare touch him." Helen said trying to be defiant. "He'll be fine as long as you fully agree to become the property of myself and the Black Rose." Noura said. "What if I say no?" Helen asked. "I'll leak everything and if you go to the police or do something stupid I'll have Timmy crippled and you selling your body in some third world shit hole." Noura explained.

Helen went into utter dispair. What had started out as some mean girl bullying soon had turned into something much darker. However Helen was determined for Timmy's sake and so she decided to flip things around. "Ok, if I do agree to this whats in it for me and Timmy?" Helen asked.
"Good question, you'll live the good life with nice clothes, a bigger house and a better car if you make me my money." Noura explained. "Hell from the perfomance you gave with Mr Peterson you'll be making at least 1000 per client in no time." Noura continued.

Helen gulped she had no choice anyway. She might as well make sure that Timmy and her self were safe and well looked after. "Ok I agree." Helen said feeling as if she had just jumped out of a plane with a faulty parachute. "Good girl, you made the right choice. Now lets get to it." Noura exclaimed happily.

Noura led Helen to another room, this one was set up like a filming studio. It had various cameras and recording equipmemt pointed to a stage with various sex toys, a dentist chair and a couch. "strip but leave your boots on." Noura ordered.

Helen did as she was told. Noura cupped Helen's boobs in her hands. "Man I'll never get bored of these." She stated. Noura then led Helen up on the stage and instructed her. "Stay there."

Noura got off the stage and sat on a director's chair. Helen stood on the stage  naked except for her boots, the bright lights illuminated her pale body and highlighted her massive tits. A tall skinny hipster like man came in with a clipboard with a script on it. "Damn, she is hotter than she was on in the photos." He exclaimed as Noura and him kissed. "She sure is, you got the script?" Noura asked. "Sure do." the man said showing her the clipboard and script.

Noura smiled and replied, "amazing go hand it to her." The skinny man went over and gave the script to Helen. "Ok bitch, you see that big dildo. I want you to squat over it and when I say  ready set action I want you to ride it whilst you read off the script." Noura ordered. Helen did as she was told and squatted over the 10 inch plastic phallus which stood with its own stand.
Helen sweated with fear and adrenalin, she had taken Mr Peterson's cock without too much issue but the drug made it easier. This time however she was sober. "Please mistress can I get some lube or something." she begged.
"Sure." Noura replied as she chucked Helen a bottle of lube. Helen applied the lube to every inch of the dildo and some more to her own vagina and anus. "Damn your such slut fingering your pussy and your ass." Noura mocked causing the skinny man to chuckle.

"Ok then, ready set action." Noura announced, as the skinny man started to film Helen. Helen slowly and carefully lowered herself down onto the dildo. Her high heel boots made the endevour a bit tricky but she managed to do so, gasping as the head penetrated her. She then slowly began to ride it, bouncing like she had done on Mr Peterson. Helen looked at the script and she began to read it.

"I Helen Winters, swear to be forever loyal to the Black Rose Society. I will obey them no matter what, I will give up all of my rights, my property, my personhood and even my soul to them. In general I am nothing but a whore and piece of property for Noura and the Black Rose Society. My only value is how much money my body will make. My body is no longer mine, nor is my home. If I fail to live up to the demands of my owners my life may be forfit. There is nothing I can refuse to do no matter the consequences."

Helen felt disgusted with what she had read, she just hoped that this little movie would not go public. However the professional set up made her think that it might.

To Helen's surprise the dildo started to vibrate. She continued "Gah ah uh, I shall refer to every member of the Black Rose Society as master or mistress. My only purpose in life is to serve them." The vibrations were so strong Helen could hardley talk. "Ok bitch, now play with your big cow tits." Noura ordered, Helen played with her breasts as she rode the fake cock to orgasm all on camera.

When Helen had orgasmed, the filming stopped and she given a bottle of water and allowed to rest on the couch. Helen looked up at the ceiling lights wondering how her life had become so fucked up. Helen was worried about Timmy. She got up from the couch, she walked funny as her cunt was still sensitive. "Hey is there any possibility I might be able to get back home before its too late." she asked Noura.

Noura slapped her across the face, then pushed her to the floor before kicking both her tits and stamping on her. "Call me mistress, you dumb sow."  Helen sobbed, "sorry mistress, when can I go home?" "When I'm done with you now get up." Noura replied.

Helen got up tears in her face. Noura wiped away Helen's tears. "There, there now see when you act out of line you get hurt. Sluts like you are not bright so you need a firm hand to keep in place for your own good, understood?" Noura stated. Helen nodded her head. "Yes, mistress." she responded.

"Good girl, now go sit on that." Noura ordered pointing to the dentist chair.

Helen sat on it and was secured in place by Noura with usage of the chair's straps. Helen was so low she did not care what happened to her as long as Timmy was safe.

The skinny man came up to them with a piercing gun. "Mistress, what is that for?" Helem asked her eyes wide with fear. "As part of the contract your body is no longer yours, its mine so I want to do some decorating." Noura explained. "What do you mean, mistress?" Helen asked. "Don't worry, knowing how stupid you are. I'll show you. " Noura responded, as she lifted off her shirt and undid her bra.

Noura's breasts were small but perky, they were dwarfed in size by Helen's breasts. However the most defining thing about them were the steel guages in both nipples. Helen gazed at Noura's tanned and well toned body, although she was straight she still admired Noura's form.

Helen realised what the piercing gun was for, Noura was going to pierce her nipples. Helen's boobs had always been sensitive especially after giving birth to Timmy. The idea of having her nipples pierced was terrifiying to her. "Please no." Helen begged. Helen mentally prepared herself to be slapped, closing her eyes in anticipation. Nothing came instead Noura smiled and replied. "I think you need some motivation." before she reached into the small desk next to the chair to take out a syringe with red liquid in it.

"Mistress?" Helen asked, fearing what would happen to her if she stepped out of line. "This is the same shit I gave you at the apartment. Remember how it made your whole body sensitive, it can increase nerve sensitivity one thousand times." Noura explained, Helen's eyes widened with terror with realisation of what Noura was going to do.

"If you hadn't just disobeyed me the pain would not have been too bad but now it will hurt as your nipples will be a thousand times more sensitive." Noura continued as she injected Helen with red liquid. After just seconds, waves of intense pleasure flooded Helen's body and her pussy started to lubricate. Noura smiled and ordered, "do it now."

Noura held Helen's left breast in place with both hands. The Skinny man readied the piercing gun placing it to Helen's left nipple. Helen felt as if she had been stabbed with a white hot poker. "aah." she screamed. Helen then had the same done to the other nipple. The pain was like being stabbed over and over again. However thanks to the drug the pain mixed with a feeling of pleasure both of which were so intense that she could not tell the difference between them.

Helen was left panting and flustered as her body struggled to cope with the intensity of it all. The Skinny Man gave Helen a golden ring in each nipple. both of which had the word, "whore" engraved in them. Next came the longest part of the ordeal, the tattooing. Helen's pubic hair was shaved bald and then the Skinny Man began to tattoo her. Helen gritted her teeth throughout the process as it felt like a million red hot pins were poking into her. The tattooing took about an hour and it resulted in a tattoo of a large black rose right above her vagina.

"Now you're truly one of us!" Noura excaimed, as Helen closed her eyes as she regreted how far she had fallen. Now her body was truly no longer hers. Noura then attached a sort of choker/collar to Helen's neck and locked it with a code.
"This collar will track your every movement, it can only come off with a code. Before you ask yes it can go in water and yes if you mess with it I will know, understood?" Noura stated.

"Yes mistress but how can I explain it to Timmy?" Helen replied weakly. "Thats not my problem, wear shit that covers it, I guess." Noura stated. "Oh and one more thing, any backchat and refusal to follow orders, this will happen." Noura continued.
Noura pressed a button on a small device attached to her key chain. As she held her thumb down the collar restricted around Helen's neck, chocking her. Noura stopped and the collar returned to normal.

Helen was able to breathe again and looked at Noura with nothing but fear and hatred. Noura undid the chair's buckles and helped Helen to her feet. "Come on bitch, we've got work to do." before attaching a lead to Helen's collar and leading her away.

Part 3: Turning tricks

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Pub: 17 Jan 2024 16:34 UTC
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