At the bar

A bar. Or rather, not just a bar, but a club for the elite—wealthy, moneyed men who simply have nowhere to spend their cash and can afford, if not everything, then a great deal...

For the hundredth time that evening, Anya scanned the crowd... but in vain. Even if she had wealthy acquaintances, they certainly wouldn't show up here. Never before had girls who ended up working for Alik, the owner of this establishment, and working in this bar, ever gained their freedom...

Their outfits were identical, if you could call it an outfit—mesh bodysuits with intricate patterns covered only the girls' breasts (with their nipples always

poking through the mesh), their bottoms, and their smoothly shaved pussies. The only difference was the color of the mesh... the girls' faces were hidden by a veil matching the color of their "costumes." Each girl had different tasks for the evening, be it dancing, working as a waitress or a bartender... but these duties ceased if a girl was chosen by one of the clients... It wasn't uncommon for one girl to be chosen by two, three, or four men at once; the club rules didn't allow more. Touching the girls was not allowed for free, although this rule didn't apply to their nipples—any visitor could pinch, stroke, or even lick them. But for money, you could do almost anything with a girl.

Anya shuddered at the memory of the previous evening, when two men, spreading her legs as wide as possible, ate a banana from her vagina. Today she was working as a bartender, so she attracted, as she thought, minimal attention. But how wrong she was! Long blonde hair, a tall, slender figure, huge sky-blue eyes, a third-size bust, tender pink nipples poking slightly upward through the mesh... and already more than one visitor had set their sights on her tonight. Actually, Anya liked sex, she just didn't want to have it with everyone who offered a higher sum for her; she wanted to choose her own partners.

The clock struck midnight. There weren't many people, so Anya immediately noticed the young man who suddenly entered. He was handsome and was here for the first time—that was all she managed to think, as her nipples were suddenly squeezed hard by a huge brute... the girl knew his name was Nikolai, and his height was the only huge thing about him. But fortunately for Anya, Nikolai was called away by his friends. And she happily began to study the stranger. Tall, slender, with hair the color of a raven's wing, and eyes so blue it seemed you could drown in them. He approached the bar, and Anya caught his scent... and for the first time in two years, she wanted a man! Moisture from her pussy was already running down her thighs, her pulse seemed to beat there, her head was spinning. So she didn't immediately hear him order whiskey, and to get her attention he had to lightly pinch her nipple... Oh, that was too much; Anya almost lost her mind, but she still tried to pull herself together. And finally poured him what he ordered.

He studied her intently with his gaze. Then he went over to Alik and talked with him for about 15 minutes. Then, returning to the girl, he lifted the mesh on her breasts. At first he just looked, as if pondering something, then began to knead these hemispheres in his huge hands. Anya wanted only one thing—for him to choose her. Suddenly, he sharply pulled her toward him by the nipples; at first Anya almost cried out and wanted to resist, but opening her eyes she realized that this was his way of calling her to follow him to one of the rooms. He helped her out from behind the bar counter, still not letting go of her nipples, led her into the room, and closed the door tightly. Anya knew there were cameras here, but they were only for the clients' safety and to monitor that no one overstepped the bounds of what was paid for. Both the girl and the client could scream, wail, whimper, yell, even sing, perfectly aware that no one else in the club would hear them.

Closing the door, the stranger abruptly changed his behavior. His gaze transformed from warm and desiring to cold with a predatory gleam. Goosebumps ran down Anya's skin. He roughly pushed her onto the bed and said one word: "Pose!" At first Anya didn't understand, but seeing the camera in his hand, she was a bit surprised; no one had ever photographed her before. Then the stranger began ordering her to assume various positions:

 — "Sit on the bed and turn to face me, spread your legs apart so I can see your pussy! Oh, you're all wet, do you like being ordered around?"

The stranger growled when Anya obeyed his command.

 — "Now spread your lips!"

Alexander almost came when he saw the girl's anus and vaginal holes, already slick with moisture. It seemed this slut was dying of desire. No matter, he'd deal with that quickly. After taking a couple of shots, he ordered her to remove the chest mesh.

 — "Turn your back to the camera and get on all fours, bitch! Like that! Turn a bit so I can see your tits! Spread your legs wider."

And again the camera flash. And moisture from the girl's pussy was already dripping onto the bed. Alexander set the camera on a timer, and he himself approached Anya from behind and inserted a finger into her pussy, making the girl arch her back, still on all fours. Flash. He inserted a second finger; the girl was already moaning softly. Flash again. Then he thrust his entire hand into the girl's pussy. Anya felt a bit of pain, but it was damn pleasurable, and her soft moan turned into loud gasps and sighs. Alexander realized that this wet slut's pussy, though small in appearance, could stretch to incredible sizes.

— Now let's check her ass," he thought. And immediately inserted a finger, already wet from her pussy, into her small anus. Anya had had anal sex before, so the folds of her anus easily stretched even when he thrust several fingers in at once. And again, camera flashes.

 — "Take everything off! Kneel facing the camera. Oh, I knew you had sexy lips," said Alexander when the girl removed her veil, "they're made to have cocks shoved into them balls-deep. Do you suck cock well, bitch? Let's check now."

He undressed, and Anya saw his cock, about 22-23 centimeters, no less. The girl swallowed convulsively. Alexander came right up to her, brought his cock to her mouth. And Anya, not without pleasure, began to lick and suck it. And the camera kept shooting. Alexander liked how this little blonde slut worked on his member. Taking her head, he impaled the girl's mouth on his cock, making Anya feel slightly nauseous. And he began furiously thrusting his dick so that the head hit her throat, and his balls slapped against her chin. Another thrust, and the girl felt a huge amount of semen fill her mouth; she couldn't swallow it all, so some of the cum spilled over her face and chin. Opening her eyes, she was amazed because this man's cock hadn't gone soft and was ready for sex again, standing proudly erect.

Alexander laid the girl on her back, reached for the bag that had been standing aside the whole time, and dumped about 10 dildos of various sizes and colors onto the bed next to Anya. Taking two of them, he carefully pushed them one by one into the girl's anus. Anya roared; it was painful but ooooh so pleasurable. Then, positioning himself over her, he thrust his huge cock into her pussy. Due to the large amount of moisture seeping from Anya's vagina, it slid in easily. The vaginal walls tightly gripped his cock; he began thrusting and pulling out his shaft. His balls slapped against the dildos sticking out of the girl's ass. Anya was dying of ecstasy; she had never felt so good. And he kept thrusting his thick cock into her cunt, fucking the girl faster and faster, with his other hand he began moving the toys in her ass, rolling them like balls, thrusting them in one by one, then shoving them all together; another moment and he pulled out his cock and spilled his cum onto the girl's stomach and pussy, letting out an animalistic roar. One more movement in her ass and the girl convulsively began thrashing in orgasmic spasms. Her own moisture mixed with his semen. Anya wanted more and more.

 — "Get on all fours!"

The second time, no explanation was needed. She instantly changed position and presented her rear.

 — "And now, bitch, look what I've prepared for you!"—and instead of two dildos, he shoved three into Anya's anus. But that wasn't all; into her vagina he inserted four, one after another. Anya felt like she was being torn apart from the inside; she began to jerk, writhe, scream. But a strong slap on her ass made her calm down. Alexander advised her to relax. Easy for him to say; he didn't have seven cocks shoved inside him.

But he was right; after a few minutes, due to the amazing physiology of her vagina, the girl got used to it, and a minute later she was already starting to enjoy it when the man began moving the dildos, thrusting and pulling them all out at once. He fucked and fucked her. "And this slut loves to get fucked, here you go"—and he shoved them in to the very base. Anya screamed and begged, "Fuck me, oh, yes! Fuck, fuck! Tear me apart like the last whore. Faster. Deeper. Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Oh! Shove them harder! Tear me, tear me, fuck me! Ooooh!!! Ahhh! Fuck me, tear, tear, thrust, shove! Fuck me like a whore, fuck! Ooooh-aaaah!!! Faster!" She herself was surprised by these words, so easily escaping her lips. The pain was intense, but Anya realized she liked it, and with a few more thrusts into her pussy and ass, she was already screaming from an incredible orgasm.

Alexander pulled the rods out of her holes, pleased to realize that both the pussy and ass of this bitch were probably burning with fire. And before she could recover, he inserted his thick cock into her burning asshole. She screamed as if being butchered. And he mercilessly thrust and thrust his huge dick all the way in, saying, "You like getting fucked? Now I'll fuck you, fucking bitch! Move your ass, whore! You like being impaled on a cock? Now I'll fuck you so hard! Oh! Bitch!"—thrusting and thrusting balls-deep until he came, filling the girl's entire rectum with his semen. Anya simply couldn't stay on her feet and collapsed onto the bed.

And waking up a few hours later, she would learn that this man had bought her from Alik. Only she didn't know whether to be happy or not. Because she didn't know—had she escaped slavery or fallen into a new one.