Jake looked at the wall as she tried to understand how she had arrived here and what she was doing in a woman's body. She was chained facing the wall on hands and knees, with both hands at shoulder width and both legs at immobile. She could not move and could feel the chill of the air over her completely naked and exposed body.
Unable to move, Jake continued to look down at her new body. The skin was darkly complexioned. Her breasts were large and round and perfectly symettrical as they hung down from her chest and swaying from side to side as she tried to move. Her small dark nipples were pointed in the cold air. Further down, past her narrow waist, between her legs she could see... nothing. No hair. No manhood. She craned her head to see her broad sweeping hips and long legs.
"Hesus Christos," she said in amazement with a distinctly Spanish accent. As she considered her accent she looked around the room. The room was old and well used. Peeling paint on the ceiling, stains and scuff marks on the wall, crucifix's and a statue of the mother mary on the wells. Old frayed florally carpet with holes that the floor boards showed through. Rosemary beads hung over the head of the bead. Jake recalled having seen this room before from many different angles... in black and white pictures in Wenches Porn magazine. It was one of Jake's favourite spreads. "Oh god," she said as she looked down again.
She was Lola. Lola the sweat innocent Spanish Maid whose life consisted of one frenzied sexual encounter after another. On the other side of the door would be Lola's date from last night Andy. Unbeknownst to Lola Andy was a pimp. Last night he had slipped her a drugged drink... This was Andy's apartment the morning after. This was just the starting picture of a long series of pictures where Lola was all chained up. Any moment now Andy would come through the door, drop his towel from his waist and fuck Lola stupid.
"Non!" Jake struggled desperately against her manacles as the door started to open.
"Hey Lola," Andy said as he saw his beautiful woman all tied up. He dropped his towel and walked around the bed. Andy was well muscled to say the least. Jake tried follow his moverment by looking behind herself but in her frantic state her long dark hair fell over her eyes. She tried to blow it away. Unable to see Andy, she knew he was coming closer. Jake felt the bed sink from the added weight of Andy's body. The bed springs squeaked ominously as Andy moved closer. Then Jake felt hands grab her firmly by the waist.
She shivered. "Please don't," Jake whimpered.
"You want some of this baby?" Andy asked. Jake could feel something resting between her legs, pushing against her. It felt large and round.
"Non," Jake said realising that Andy's penis was pushing hard against the closed lips of her vagina. In spite of herself she found herself becoming hot and aroused.
"My slave doesn't have a choice," Andy said. The pressure increased and she could feel herself yeilding to it, her lips being pushed pleasurably apart. Ever so slowly Andy pushed into her smoothe shaven cunt.
"Non!" Jake said with a high pitched yelp as Andy filled her with his massive member. It was then that Jake remembered that she was repeating verbatim what Lola said.
"Yeah baby," Andy said as he started to pump Lola for all she was worth. Jake yelped and moaned as Andy thrust deep inside her. Her breasts bounced with every thrust and she felt her knees start to go weak. Her hands collapsed beneath her and her arse pushed high into the air.
Behind her Andy slapped her arse, "Get up," he said as he grabbed her by her bountiful breasts and pulled her back upright.
Jake panted and moaned as she rode out Andy's thrusts. She could feel herself becoming hotter and wetter, juices trickling down her legs as sweat beaded on her forehead and the small of her back. She squealed everytime Andy thrust into her.
Then Andy thrust deep into her and she felt the warm spurting of his cock inside her throbbing cunt. He thrust three more times, grunting with each. Then he sagged on her back, spent. Jake collapsed to the bed and felt Andy pull from her. Then she felt cum and juices flowing through the puckered and red lips of her cunt.
They lay there for some time, Andy holding her breasts and tracing the line of her waist and rounded buttocks. Jake was uncomfortable, the chains digging into her wrists. She realised how small she had become and how much bigger and stronger Andy was.
Andy climbed off her and unlocked her manacles but held her tightly by her long black hair. "Yes, you're a perfect fuck. You'll make an excellent prostitute. Lola you're going to be mine. You have no greencard or working visa. If I keep you here for a week you'll lose your illegal job and then you'll have to work for me. After that don't even think of going to the police because you're an illegal immigrant. If you do go to them they'll deport you. You're mine now and you work for me. Do you understand?"
Jake almost laughed. Like life in Mexico was that bad and life in America was that good? She wanted to tell this idiot where to go that but couldn't. It wasn't scripted.
"Si," Lola said demurely.
There was a sudden pounding on the door. The door was broken off it's hinges and two cops came in with big guns.
"All right Andy! Freeze!" One of the cops said.
Jake smiled. This was the end of the Wenches Porn story. She was free...
