The Best Little Whorehouse
Copyright© 2024 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Modeled somewhat after the Broadway play, this erotic romp races through the lives of highly-skilled women as they entertain power brokers, from Congressmen to foreign dignitaries, each with their own style of kink. Will the new, innocent girl, Gay, survive the challenges thrown her way? And what of the doctor and his mind control experiments, and who is this mysterious Mr. Horse? EXTREME!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Hypnosis Mind Control NonConsensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Workplace Light Bond Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Politics Prostitution
The Greyhound bus stop was nothing more than a general store that sold newspapers and soft drinks. When she exited the coach, few took notice, but those that did took note of her lithe figure, long blonde tresses, and near peasant attire.
Looking at the slip of paper, she saw that her destination was several miles away, and longed for the comfort of a taxi. Her budget wouldn’t allow for that extravagance, however. So, she set off on foot, her long, strong legs helping to support the backpack which contained pretty much everything she owned.
She passed by Brendan Manor, the Stoltz Mansion, and later the County Courthouse, what few looks she drew she was used to. As she walked by the large, red-roofed Department of Transportation complex, she saw that a police car was pulling to a stop just in front of her. The passenger window lowered, and as she got close, she could almost feel the cold air pouring out into the heat of the day.
“I’m Sheriff Don,” came the voice, laced with a classic Texas drawl. “You heading out to the Castle, Miss?” He noticed her nipples protruding somewhat against her shirt.
She seemed to study him for a moment.
“Castle?”
“The embassy. Outside of town?” A furrow appeared at her apparent confusion. “You going to see Miss Ellen?” he tried in a bit of a stage whisper.
A smile confirmed the answer to his question.
“Yes, I have an appointment today to see Miss...”
“Well, get in, Miss,” said the Sheriff as he popped the lock open, “it’s a couple of miles and in this heat, you might just melt.”
She gratefully accepted his invitation, putting her backpack on the floor between her legs. As they rode off, the Sheriff got a call on his cell phone, which kept his busy for a couple of minutes. She saw the beginnings of a large structure in the distance just as the Sheriff was finishing his call.
“Yep, that’s the place,” he said, patting her knee affectionately and thinking of what lay just north.
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