THIRTY MINUTES? BLOODY HELL ! The slut sat on the side of the bed stunned by the fact that it had to serve again so soon after the extreme treatment it had only just received from the V.I.P. The now cold piss was still running down its face and clothes. The black satin sheets were badly stained and wet through. The sluts makeup was a mess and it smelled of cum and urine. It ran the shower, disrobed. Taking its pvc basque and mini skirt with it, it stepped into the cubicle. While it cleaned itself inside and out it also attended to such of its washable clothes as it could. There was no time to remove its bondage gear and in fact there seemed little point. Washed and dried in ten minutes it was replacing its pvc suspenders and fresh black stockings.
Drying its pvc basque with a towel and running the hair dryer through its wig took a further five minutes. This was going to be close ! A quick face job with eye liner and lippy, heels back on, it just had a few minutes to cream and oil its sores still hurting from an hour ago. It lubed its hole and put a black plastic sheet over the wet bed.
A quick splash of perfume and it was ready! It had as yet no idea as to what the next client expected of it. What demands would be made on its flesh? Would the next customer be into inflicting more pain ? Or would the slut be made to drink more piss and cum.? Would its love cave be stretched and abused yet again. Would its cuts and bruises ever get a chance to heal? It took a shot of gin and tonic,layed back on the bed and waited. Trembling with the fear of not knowing T.B.C.
