Yuki settles in her new work place

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Yuki's second day started normally. She woke up around one o'clock in the afternoon. She slept very well, considering she went to bed around five o'clock in the morning. She had finished work at 4 o'clock but she was couldn't let herself go to bed in her condition. Considering the fact that she felt and smelled awful - she was covered with urine and sperm and she had to take a good and really long shower to wash that filthy feeling away.

After she briefly looked at her smartphone reading some news and other irrelevant non-important stuff, Yuki decided she had to get up to get something to eat realising that she had only half an hour to prepare herself for her appointment with her instructor - Madame Joan. She dressed quickly and even managed to grab something and eat. Yuki was ready for the appointment 5 minutes early. She was relieved. At least she will have the possibility to start on a good note her relations with her direct superior.

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Madame Joan was late already with one minute, which made Yuki start to feel some anxiety. In reality this was a desired effect - part of Madame Joan training program. The Mistress waited and entered Yuki's room on the fifth minute. Without knocking of course. Yuki was startled. She jumped from her bed where she was seating and turned towards the open door. The Mistress was standing in the doorway.

Madame Joan was a tall and strong woman. Yuki seemed very small in comparison with her. Madame Joan was wearing her usual outfit - latex and leather costume which was hiding almost completely her skin but also made her look even more imposing, emphasizing on her enormous figure. Joan was holding a whip. Yuki suddenly felt really small and frightened.She felt how her arms and legs started to tremble.

The Mistress looked at her with ferocious gaze and made a step forward closing the door behind her.

"Why are you dressed?" no other introduction was needed according Joan's point of view.

"What?" Yuki was confused "You mean my shirt, or jeans" Yuki pointed her white shirt.

Suddenly the whip of Madame Joan landed on her hand. Immediate sharp pain pierced her senses and made her obediently remove her hand.

"In my presence you are not supposed to be dressed. You should be naked until instructed otherwise. Undress." her voice gave the impression that she could not be contradicted after all even though she used the money of a crime boss to create, Joan was the sole mastermind behind this filthy brothel. "Now" she repeated her order.

Yuki started to undress. Her body was shaking from fear. Now, she was in such a hurry that she almost fell down on the floor trying to get rid of her clothes as quick as possible. Soon enough her shirt and jeans were on the ground but that fact doesn't seem to satisfy Madame Joan. The Mistress was still looking at her ferociously.

"Everything, even the panties. You are here to repay a debt and guess what? You won't pay it like an underwear model. You will be paying it like the dirty little asian whore you are. No underwear, no bra, nothing. Just obedience. From now on, I'm your everything. You're mine. I will be deciding how and when you will be used, punished or whatever else needed. Understand?" to emphasize her words she whipped her again - this time on the side of her belly.

At this point Yuki felt her heart bump rapidly in her chest. She knew she had no choice but to play accordingly and obey Madame Joan. Hopefully one day she would be again with her father, but now she had to endure. This was the price for his visa. Youki's panties and bra fell on the ground.

The next one hour of this first encounter between Madame Joan and Yuki went normally. That meant that as a rookie whore Yuki had to gather all of her clothes and throw them away. This included even her underwear. It was a rule that all of the whores in the brothel have to leave everything thay had from their previous life behind for the time being. Especially the clothes.

Yuki received her first good whipping. Madame Joan was not satisfied until almost every part of Yuki's tender skin was covered with bruises and scratches from her whip. Once finished with the whipping The Mistress gave Yuki a pair of high heels and a thong. The heels were so high that Yuki was sure that she will fall at least a dozen times before she learns to walk in them. On the other hand the thong was not a thong at all. It was made from leather and was wide just a bit more then a normal cord.

"You will be performing with that tonight. Put the heels and the thong on"

Yuki obeyed. As she already knew deep down herself she felt like walking on her toes with those heels. Then she put on the thong. It seemed useless on her. The narrow strip of leather comfortably sank between her cunt lips parting them slightly. She felt more exposed with the thong on, then without it.

"Now practice around in your room. Your show is due in six o'clock. As a inexperienced whore, you are opening the program for the night" Madame Joan took the trash bag with Yuki's clothes. Before and left she saw Yuki's smartphone on the table and took it. Satisfied she exited the room, leaving the poor asian girl alone.

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This was Yuki's first pole dance. She gave her everything, but she remained with the impression that the few clients who were there for the start of the show (it was still early evening) were more interested in her exposed and bruised by the whipping body, then her dance. Her dance itself was really pathetic, although that was considered normal for a first time.

From time to time Yuki was watching towards the bar. Madame Joan was there, overlooking what's happening around, watching over the girls. Yuki hoped that the Mistress appreciated her efforts despite the bad results. This was not the case. Joan was not at all happy with her performance. Once Yuki came down from the improvised stage Madame Joan came to her.

"You were awful. But you are also lucky. I was just thinking how to punish you and then it occurred to me - I won't really punish you but for the rest of the evening you will work on the glory hole." Joan raised her hand calling her assistant.

"What does that mean?" Yuki was concerned what will happen next but her Mistress didn't care at all to enlighten her. Instead Yuki had to find out for herself.

The assistant of Madame Joan brought Yuki to the foyer of the club's toilet. Except the two doors for the men's toilet and for the women's toilet, on the wall there were three reasonably large holes and a third door. Two of the hole were already filled. In the first one Yuki saw the hairy cunt and ass of a mature woman and in the second hole there was the lower body of a much younger women. Both woman had her legs tied vertically to the wall with their holes exposed. The assistant forced Yuki towards the third door and they passed near the women. In the vicinity she was able to see the degradation of their holes. The club was open just two hours ago, but the two cunts in front of her was dripping with cumm, probably from a couple of different providers. What's more important their bodies smelled of urine and humiliation.

Two minutes later Yuki was tied just like them. The three woman were together in a small room with their bottoms out in the open. Yuki was the only one that was left with her heels on. Soon it was the rush hour of the club and Yuki found out how does it feel to be fucked by a stranger from behind a wall. She felt desperation as she was forced to listen not only her moans but also the moans of those two other women. The air in their small room was awful. The smell of urine, sperm and sweat was making it almost impossible to breath.

The first two men fucked Yuki's cunt. They were quick and left. The third man, instead of fucking her, just took a piss on her cunt. She suddenly understood while the small room was filled with smell of piss. She wondered why both three women were lying slightly horizontally but slightly inclined backwards - their heads lower then their asses. Such a filthy glory hole. Yuki felt how the man's piss ran down from her cunt, on her belly, after that over her breasts, all the way on her cheeks and ears before falling on the ground.

The rest of the evening continued like that. Until one o'clock after midnight, Yuki was able to count the dicks she was taking, but after that she lost count. She was sure that at least a dozen men fucked her cunt, maybe six, seven or eight were the guys who chose to ravish her tight asshole but at least fifteen people pissed on her. At one point she thought that she felt a hand with a female manicure playing with her cunt and clit even inserting a few fingers inside, but her hole was so sore that Yuki decided that most probably her imagination is doing tricks on her.

At 6 o'clock in the morning felt desperate. The music and the loud banging of dancing people was long gone. She was alone with her sisters by fate. Nobody came to untie them until 8 in the morning. This meant that now it was impossible for her to go and take a shower and have a good sleep before her next show. She was supposed to receive her second lesson from Madame Joan this afternoon. There was no way to get enough rest till then.

Half an hour after six the janitor freed the women and Yuki was finally managed to get back to her room and take a shower. Оut of habit she looked for her pyjamas, but when she couldn't find them she remembered why and went to bed naked. She had difficulty falling asleep and for sure she did not slept well.

Sickening ring of a bell woke her up. Frightened she jumped out of bed only to find out she was not alone in the room. Madame Joan was there. It was two o'clock and Yuki was overslept. Yuki's heart was full of fear bumping wild in her chest. Her Mistress was holding a bell and looked at her furious.

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Yuki survived. Madame Joan was merciful. Yuki's punishment was not that vicious as the young asian girl had expected - she was damned to work only on the glory holes for the next three weeks. That period was very useful for Yuki, as she got used to have her holes used as s cock sleeve for strangers. She tried not to think about it, but at the end she couldn't help it. Against her will, her mind calculated that at least 400 men and even some women had fucked her helpless holes. Her only consolation were the few orgasms she had during the random encounters with anonymous cocks.

After those weeks passed she felt so sore. Luckily Madame Joan was in a good mood and left her one day off to recover before returning to "work". She sat the whole day in her room. Yuki followed the instructions of her Mistress and used some of the time to shave her cunt and ass carefully. The only other instruction she had received was to rest, so the remaining of the day she lied in bed looking blankly at the ceiling hoping for the future.

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