" I whimpered softly "Fuck me." He slapped my ass again. "What did you say? I can't hear you. Tell me what you fucking want!" he growled. " I want you...to fuck me." I whimpered again. Once more, I felt a stinging slap on my ass and the sharp pain brought tears to my eyes but my clit throbbed madly. "Last time bitch. What the fuck do you want?" At the moment I knew exactly what I wanted and I knew what he wanted to hear. "Fuck me" I screamed " I want you to fuck me!" I could hear him chuckle. " I wish the feeling was mutual," I replied."Give it time," he nodded then left. I sat down on the bed and started stewing in my own self-pity. A phrase came to mind - how the mighty had fallen. I guess it could have been worse, but I didn't see how.***The rest of the evening was different then anything I had known before. My sisters, both older and living on their own, welcomed me into the family with open arms. Each one told me a little bit about themselves, but I was too involved with my own. To make things worse, the video even showed the man (whose face was not visible) giving a nice tip after saying she had definitely earned the money.She had been outed as a whore. Thereafter she had dyed her hair black as well as cutting it, and had started wearing glasses instead of contact lenses. She had not been the same since. The sudden unmasking of her role in the sex trade had almost destroyed her. All the girls had been terrified by this, and wondered if the same thing would happen to. But mistress, I have never even put a finger up there, let alone a carrot, it will hurt and make it difficult to walk’‘That is the idea you dumb slut, you had better get used to it as you will be using your arsehole a lot over the next 5 years. Now slowly lower yourself until the carrot is buried in your arse and your sitting on the floor’Ellie was now starting to cry as the realisation finally dawned on her, she had to do everything she was told or she would be put into a lot of pain. Ellie.