Confession Of A Sextress – Part 21
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The next mail from Fareeda to Qamar: Lemme explain to you how I was physically changed. Once, Mr. Thomas had called upon all his girls to show up at his place, in the morning. We all were there, seated on the benches around the hall, waiting for him to come around. He came around, greeted us all and said, – Well, this will sound strange for you. One of my old friends in this industry from Japan, Mr. Okinawa, is coming here today and he said to me that he wanted one of you to come with him. This will be a good chance for you to earn well, popularity and money as well. You must be able to keep up with his sexual needs and he promised that whoever comes with you, he will make physically and sexually superior to all others of you. Who can volunteer? – – Fareeda, you are the best among us. You should go – One of my colleagues, Diana told me. Many others said the same. Mr. Thomas asked, – Fareeda, ever since you have joined, there was not a single day I spent worried. If you accept this offer, it would be a great help for me personally and to all of us as well – So, I decided to take my chances. Later I was introduced to Mr. Okinawa. I was wearing a long sleeve blouse which was a little tight at my boobs, denim trousers which were right at my ass and thighs, high heels and my head scarf. Well, no matter how dirty my life was, I could never bring myself to get rid of the scarf. I should say this. He was the very definition of Horny. He was at his 30s, he was taller than a usual Japanese and had a broader structure. When I shakedown hands with him, he held my hand for a while, squeezing and rubbing it. I pulled my hand away after that. He said, – so, Thomas, can I personally talk a while with this beautiful woman of yours? – – oh, sure. Why not, right Fareeda? – Then, Okinawa accompanied me to a nearby room. He was so Horny that even while he was accompanying me, he was groping my left boob with his left hand and my right ass Chek with his right hand. I wondered what my destiny will be in a country with no friends and under this man. As soon as we entered the room, he closed the door, locked it and come to me, saying, – sit on the bed, Fareeda. I wanna observe you well – I sat on the bed. He sat by me, cuddled me between his arms while blocking my hands from moving and started kissing my lips. He was not kissing them after all. He was licking and sucking my mouth greedily. Not only my mouth, he was licking and sucking everywhere where my skin was exposed. In this case, my face. After that, he left me, knelt on the bed behind me and started groping my boobs, tasting my ears and skin. I liked the way he groped me more than the way Alex or anyone else groped me but, he seemed so greedy of my body. I was keeping my hands down, letting him do whatever he wanted. He later, got my arms locked to my back using his left hand as he slid his right hand into my blouse and started groping my left boob. He did not have to lock me, though. Maybe he wanted to dominate me. While squeezing my boob, he said to me, – Fareeda, now I am gonna increase my force on your boob. Lemme know when it starts to hurt you – That was strange, but this was not the first time I was about to get hurt in this career so I let him. He took my blouse and then my bra off and put it on the bed. Then, he took both my boobs in his hands and started squeezing them, until I made the sound, – aah! – Actually, I did not make the sound as soon as it started hurting me. I made the sound only when the pain seemed to be too much for me. Having performed for a while, my boobs were not as sensitive as they were when I entered here. Then, he loosened his grip so it was no longer painful. Then again, he twisted my boobs to opposite sides, until I made the same sound. Then he twisted each of my boobs to the opposite side it was first twisted, then he squeezed them tight and pulled them upwards, pulled them downwards, pulled them to the sides, pulled them to my front, pressed them against my chest, pressed them against each other…he was technical pushing me to an emotional limit. I could no longer take it. I said, – Mr. Okinawa…I cannot take this any longer – He stopped at once, sat by Me and looked at me. He said, Now softly massaging my boobs, – now you see it, Fareeda. I guess you go through this almost everytime you perform in a porn scene. This keeps you away from more extreme scenes, right? What if I told you that I can change you so that you are no longer hurt by these simple things? What if I also told you that I can simply make you stronger tissues so that you aware better prepared for just about anything? Would you like it? – – are you gonna make my boobs stronger? – – not just boobs, but everywhere else. You see nipples, clitoris, ass cheeks, ass, pussy…everywhere. not just stronger but more flexible as well. We tested this with some Japanese pornstars and the results were perfect. We are ready to allow one American pornstar for this. Also, as a bonus, we will shape your body into something sexier. Men will die to sleep with you! What do you say? – Later, we traveled to Japan in his private jet. During the whole journey, he would taste me and feel me until he gets the bulge in his cock and fuck me until he releases his cum all over me. Then again, he will keep tasting and feeling me, only to have a bulge and fuck me again. The more times he fucked me, the longer he took to release his cum. At the end of the trip, I was tired as hell due to constant sex I had with Okinawa. I had to face a surgery the next day so I was admitted to the hospital that night itself. After having a great body wash that cleaned all of what Okinawa left on me, I laid on the bed and looked forth for a successful tomorrow. * * * * * * * * * * Stay tuned to know what happened next.