Lisa wanted to use the first half of the morning to search on Henks laptop for anything related to her. It wasn't hard to find; he had everything stored in a clear manner. The first was a folder of the period when he was preparing her for prostitution, though she doubted that had been his primary goal.

Somewhere she had the feeling, that he had started for himself, that he had trained her only for himself. Then, probably out of pride, he had invited those colleagues of his. And they had suggested that he could make big money with her. Henk had been open about it to her and had immediately started giving her instructions about it, teaching her how to behave. She had had to insert those two balls an hour in advance as standard every time they were expecting a guest. As a result, when the guest arrived, she would already be all excited. He had taught her how to welcome their guests, happy, inviting and most of all radiating that she would be immensely excited to entertain them. Enticing and alluring....

She felt again the horror she had felt at the time, when he had explained everything to her and had repeated the instructions every morning for a week and had made her practice on him, as if he were her guest. She had hated the fact that the balls had always excited her so much. She had barely had to play that she longed for sex with her guest. Her body had just been screaming for it, she had hardly been able to wait! While at the same time she absolutely did not want to!

When her guest came upstairs, she would lie down on the bed in a certain position, her legs just a little wide, and her skirt pulled up a little. She let the guest take off her stockings. When he then looked at her, still in a stooped position, he always discovered, invariably delighted, that she had no panties on, and that a silver cord was hanging out of her vagina. She then had to move her hips sensually and ask him to slowly pull the string so that the balls would come out.

Truly every man was excited by that alone! And so was she, the slow removal of the balls had felt almost identical to the slow movement of a severely swollen penis, while her body had already been so longing.

After removing the balls, she always had to get back up. Then it was time to show off her breasts. She found that difficult, because Henk had actually found them too small. However, the guests had never said anything negative about them, they had accepted her breasts as they were without protest.

They had caressed her, undressed her and had received a BDSM demonstration from Henk during their first visit to stimulate her even further.

All the guests had loved that, had become increasingly excited by it themselves. After such a BDSM demonstration, and later when they applied BDSM to her themselves, they had often had trouble to hold back themselves because they were so excited. But Henk had assured them, that if they chased me over the top at least once first, the sex would be much better for themselves.

Piece by piece they had tried, some once, others as many as two or even three times, before they had entered her. At one such moment, they had been so frenzied with excitement that they had shot in like a cannon by default. It had hurt her, but it had also always made her cum particularly violently!

That had been double each time, besides all the shame, besides all her negative thoughts and feelings about herself, and the fact that it regularly hurt, her body enjoyed it so intensely, so incredibly intensely. It just didn't fit together, it had torn her inner self apart!

Her guests had often told her upon leaving, that she was a better prostitute than any other. They had assured her that they would love to come back to her. Even then, at the front door, they couldn't keep their hands off her. In a strange way, that had touched her, had made her feel better, more positive. But... that feeling always lasted only a short time, her own negative self-image always returned quickly.

After her guest left, she often had to put the balls back in. Usually not for a second guest, but for Henk himself. It seemed as if he was jealous of the guest she had just had. Each time he would order her to insert the balls, because he wanted a turn himself!

But before he would get his turn himself, he always rewarded her with a glass of champagne, to celebrate her good turn with her client. She could not stand alcohol very well, it made her dizzy, and especially looser. Much to Henk's delight...

To chapter 149. Lisa digs through and discovers...

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