by Writing Shark
First shift for Danika
“Ready for your first night?” you ask, patting Danika’s thigh. You sit together in your car, costly fife dollar snickers wrapping paper at your feet, and stare at the alley from which she will experience her first shift as your little whore. It’s nothing special and Teddy still has to make the final preparations, but you can’t stand it anymore and want to send your whore to work.
“Yes, Daddy.” Danika nods eagerly and slides around on the expensive leather of the car, still with the dull memory of your cock in her ass but eager to please you.
“And you know your prices?” Another nod. Your girl isn’t quite convinced yet, since you charge almost double her previous rates and don’t even offer the luxury of a dirty bed. “Just tell them you want and like it and you’ll see,” you assure her, leaning past her to open the door. You feel her tender arms around your body and her uncertain eyes in your face. “You can do it,” you say tenderly. “And now make Daddy happy,” you finish harshly. The combination works and Danika jumps out of the car.
Tomorrow you will buy her new clothes, but for today, for the dirty side street, her cheap whore outfit that you have already seen her in is enough. Then you watch your girl as she does her work.
At first Danika is just standing on the sidewalk of the city that is just about to sink into the evening darkness. It is not a well-known place for hookers, it is too dangerous for that, but Danika looks exactly like one of the easy girls and soon starts to get glances.
Her first customer is a businessman whose job is apparently shitty enough to have to walk home but not shitty enough to refuse her prices. It is Danika who speaks to him, something for which you will praise her. But then the man takes over the talking and from your car you watch with excitement as the two exchange brief words. Then Danika points behind her into the dark side street, smiles tenderly and gently strokes the man’s arm. The man checks again, Danika nods, then the two go into the side street.
From your place in the car you can’t see it clearly, so you turn the ignition key and drive forward a little. You assured your girl that her safety is important to you, but both you and Danika know that your hooker will not only put on a show for the excited businessman.
She quickly casts a glance over her slim shoulder, sees your car parked, you watching over her, and then turns to her customer who looks like he’s doing this for the first time. This is part of your plan and Teddy was happy that you don’t want to set up your business in the slums of the city but rather approach men who are looking for exactly the same thing as you. So it doesn’t matter that nobody knows that Danika is offering her services here and after just a few seconds the businessman has unbuttoned his pants, pulled up her short black leather skirt and is fucking her fast and hard against the wall of the alley.
You watch the two of them for the short time it takes until the man grabs Danika’s hips and comes in his condom. The two stay like that for a while, then your whore deftly wriggles out of his slackening grip, pulls down her skirt and, what surprises you, kisses the man on the cheek. Then she leads him back to the street, the two exchange a few more words, then he walks home, a satisfied smile on his face.
The next customer for your girl is quickly found. Two buddies who seem to be coming back from a day in the city. One of them, blond and lanky, looks at Danikaand responds to her inviting smile. The two young men talk briefly, then one marches on angrily, but the blond one disappears into the alley with Danika.
With his hand on her silver hair, he leans against the wall while your whore balances on her cheap high heels and presses his cock into her mouth. It takes him a surprisingly long time, but finally, his body shudders as Danika sucks in her cheeks, along with his cum. YOu know her skill with her mouth and tongue and know how the dude feels.
It continues like this for a few more customers, you watch as Danika is taken from behind and front several times and offers three more blowjobs, then she says goodbye to her current customer, shoulders her small handbag and struts towards your cart. She leans seductively into the window, reaches into her pocket and hands you the first thousand dollars you earned from your whore.
“Was I a good girl, Daddy?” she asks with a beaming smile and you are pleased to see that she seems proud of herself. Without a word, you grab your money and her smile freezes a little as you count the bills.
“What happens if you don’t reach your quota, Danika?” you ask.
“You hit me, Daddy?” She blinks at you confidently as you nod.
“That won’t be necessary today. You were indeed a good girl.”
“Thanks, Daddy!” Your girl bounces up and down on her high heels as she leans towards you and kisses you on the cheek of her own accord.
“Make me that much money again and we’ll go buy clothes for you tomorrow,” you promise and Danika beams again. Then she leans out of the car again and marches back to her spot to catch the next customer.
She has to work for her money, certainly harder than she had to under Slatko, but you are pleased to see that she has a certain fire in her eyes, a pep in her step and a swing in her hips as she flirts. And while she is being fucked she looks her clients in the eye, cheers them on, smiles and does things you didn’t ask her to do. It seems that your plan is working and as soon as Danika has brought in the next batch of money you will take her to the hotel, wash her thoroughly and then fuck her in all three holes.
You really need a second girl. One who can suck your cock while the other earns money.
Or a third, so that two girls can work for you.
Or you can keep two in the car, swap them like your toys while the third… the fourth… or why not the fifth whore goes to work for you.
You’re still in your wild imagination of a wicked, dirty, powerful future when Danika gently taps on the window of the car.
“Here, Daddy.” The next thousand dollars. “Should I go back to the corner or do you want to…”
Her excited squeak sounds as you roughly pull her into the car and disappear towards the hotel with screeching tires.
Writing Shark 