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“I see what you mean, these are great.” he laughed. “They sure are,” her boyfriend laughed with him, “give her nipples a hard pinch, they are super sensitive now.” Happy to oblige he did just that and Tracey couldn't help but moan bringing fresh laughter from the men. She knew this was wrong but what could she do, she never would of let her landlord play with her like this and she hated the way her boyfriend was letting it happen but it felt so good! Mr Johnson had big rough hands and he was being very rough with her breasts and now her nipples and she was loving it. “I tell you who would love these.” Johnson smiled as he continued to play. “Who?” her boyfriend asked. “Charlie Slate, he owns the Red Lion down the road, they have strippers down asian there most nights and he's always looking for new girls, the punters would love these beauties,” he laughed, “she'd earn you a few extra bob as well.” “That's an idea,” her boyfriend smiling obviously teen thinking the idea over, “You'd love stripping and shaking your new tits around in front of a pub full of horny men wouldn't you Tracey?” A few days ago she couldn't of thought of anything worse, she knew a lot of pubs had strippers now but she'd always found it degrading to women. It wasn't just taking their clothes off either, they were expected to fully entertain the crowd with full on lesbian sex with the other strippers, to public masturbation and giving out all kinds of sexual favours to the customers. Tracey had been in a pub once with her boyfriend when a stripper had sat on the table in front of them stark naked and proceeded to finger herself to orgasm right there. It had taken a few minutes and whereas her boyfriend had loved it and had been enthusiastically cheering her on Tracey had been mortified by the whole thing and was relived when the girl had finished and moved on, her boyfriend had loved the show of course. She currently had a good job, boring but safe, she was working for ABC Insurance dealing with claims that came in. In truth they were instructed by the bosses to try and find every way possible to decline any claims which often made her feel uncomfortable but the pay was always welcome at the end of the month. She knew her boss wouldn't like her moonlighting as a stripper but then he'd been angry with her the last few days as she couldn't seem to concentrate at work any more. The prospect of sitting at her desk and staring at a computer screen four ten hours a day bored her to tears. The men employed by the company only worked six hour shifts compared to the women’s ten hours. They often got paid more as well even though they did less hours. Tracey didn't complain though, none of the girls did, the price of slaves was falling slightly and only destined to fall even further. It would soon be cheaper to buy a slave and have the associated costs of of feeding and housing her than actually paying someone to work. She was brought back to the moment by a sharp pain as Mr Johnson bit down hard on her nipple, drawing it deep into his mouth. He slapped her thigh and told her to stand up, “I may as well see the whole package.” he laughed as she got blowjob to her feet She stood without embarrassment in front of him, posing and twirling for him to see every last inch of her body. “Oh yes, Charlie will love her.” he chuckled , “show us a few dance moves darling.” Being naked in front of him was no longer cause for embarrassment, dancing naked for him was, she did her best though and he seemed satisfied with her efforts. The idea of dancing naked for the horrible landlord would have been preposterous even a few days ago but now she was shaking her booty for him as if it was natural. “Yes take my advice son, take her down to Charlie and get her working there, I take it she's going to get worse?” he looked at her boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. “Worse?” he said confused. “Yes, you said she's half way through the trial so I guess the drug will destroy her brain completely by the end?” “Oh yes,but her tits will be huge.” her boyfriend laughed callously. “Well get her stripping soon then while she can still dance.” Mr Johnson smiled and with a final squeeze of her breasts he left without ever pov mentioning why he'd come in the first place. The next few day dragged by, she went to work each day but had no real interest in it, she spent most of the time looking up porn on the computer which was strictly forbidden but nobody had noticed yet. She wouldn't of gone in at all but her boyfriend made her saying something about wanting the money. She knew her boss was close to firing her and she wondered if it might be a good idea to start offering him a blow job every day now. Hardcore Finally the day of the trial came up and Tracey presented herself at the centre on time and eager to start the procedure. All the girls were now expected to sit in the waiting room naked, rather than undress in Mr Chambers office they had to do it outside in the waiting room. The slaves were already naked of course so it was just Tracey and the other free girl, a pretty girl called Emily, that had to undress and hand their clothes to the receptionist for storage. Tracey could see that all the girls now had much larger breasts than when they'd started the trial and all sat with the same vacant look on their faces that Tracey often had. So far at least it looked like the drug was a roaring success. This time when they were ushered into Mr Chambers office he told them that two people would be observing them in the lab, his seniors. Starting with my...SEED!" he said in a deep raspy voice. The drums beat faster and faster as the strings built a crescendo; the three girls fell to their knees before Dmitri with their slim bodies arched from the floor towards him, their arms flung back, and their legs Hardcore spread in surrender. Then I was washing pov at her pubic mound while she stroked through my soaked bush. When I told him about 30 minutes he reached over and touched one of my nipple stirrups. She continued to search, stuck on her hands and knees in the gloom, occasionally glancing at asian his legs to make sure he wasn’t making any sudden movements. God. Anita was standing in the door way, leaning on the door frame. 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