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A knock on the door woke me up. Without waiting for me to answer, Lorraine entered the room. As soon as she saw I was sleeping, her face turned immediately from a joyful expression to a very upset one.
"Jennifer! You need to learn how to behave here! Turkish Delight is not a club for sleepy heads! I only forgive you for tonight, being your first night here. Get dressed and put your make up on immediately. I'll be back in ten minutes and you MUST be ready by then!" and she left clicking on her heels.
I took a very quick shower, dressed and put the make up on. I was almost finished adjusting my wig when she came back.
"Come on, it's late. If you do not learn quickly and then behave properly, I am going to have you placed in the cages." and laughed.
"What are the cages?" I asked surprised.
"Come with me. Maybe we can still see the cage being adjusted."
By saying this, she began walking towards a back room, where a group of about ten persons were being tied completely naked to a strange device. This was on wheels and keeping them with their legs spread and their bust laying on a support with a pillow, to allow them some comfort. These people were either males or old transsexuals in their fifties or more.
"You see, these people need money. However, because they are either old or not nice looking, they would make very little or no money at all in an average night on the street market. Here they can get 200 dollars per night, but they need to spend four hours in that position, and take whatever comes for as long as it comes. You can see the assistants are moving the device next to the wall. Now, follow me."
We went in the next room, which appeared to be connected to the club's main room. On one side there were cubicles like in a restroom. Lorraine opened one of the cubicles with a card, and there was a butt in good view.
"As you can see, it is the same system of the glory hole. One pays for the card, usually the money requested is one third of what one would pay for anal sex with one of the waitresses like you, they insert the card and enter the cubicle. By the time they enter, they have fifteen minutes during which they can do whatever they want with that ass. There is no real control as long as it is a sex act. The big man in charge of security only comes in case somebody it trying to injury the person, like that time somebody stick a lighted cigarette in a poor trannie's ass. The guy was caught and had to agree to pay for the medical care of the trannie. Since then, smoking is not permitted any more here and, before entering the cubicles, the persons are searched for cigarettes, lighters and any other tool that could cause injuries. But weird things are still happening, and I would not want to be in one of those cages for all the money of this world. I heard stories of many people not using condoms, and late at night somebody gets in to eat cum out of those asses! So, once somebody is inside, he can do anything he wants that is sexually related. After fifteen minutes there is a beep. They have one minute to get presentable again before the door unlocks. At that point they either get out, or the big man in charge of the cubicles will throw them out. Jennifer, believe me: you may work quite hard for a nice amount of money, but they work
extremely hard for little money!" and laughed.
"But now let's go. Turkish Delight will open in about 15 minutes and we need to be ready."
So, in a few minutes I was supposed to be one of the waitresses at Turkish Delight!
We arrived in the large stage room with all the tables around the stage where the dancers would exhibit themselves, and a couple was sitting at one of the tables, but I did not really pay close attention to them since Lorraine continued giving me directions.
"Hey sweetie!" A familiar female voice yelled. "We need some drinks over here!"
I turned my head to see Ruth and Ali sitting at one of the tables. Lorraine ordered me to go and serve them.
"What can I do for you folks?" I asked with some embarrassment.
"I would like a whisky, and you honey?" asked Ali while turning his face to Ruth. Ruth bent and whispered something into Ali's ear.
"Oh, I see. Well, she wants one whisky as well, my dear Jennifer," said Ali.
"Okay, I'll be back in one minute."
I passed the order and the barman gave me the two glasses of whisky. When I returned to the table Ruth had gone. I thought Ruth went to the ladies' room and did not pay that much attention until Ali gave me a card with number one on it. This meant booth number one. I went there and found Ruth sitting on an armchair with her legs spread apart and lying over the arm rests of the chair.
"Eat me and make me ready for Ali, dirty slut!"
I kneeled down in front of her pussy.
"And remember, you don't get any kind of commission or payment for this. Your only reward would be seeing Ali fucking me in a few minutes..."
I began licking her pussy, as I used to do in the old, glorious days, except that now it felt different: she was in charge!
A few moments later she was moaning and her pussy all wet and juicy.
"Get out of the way little bitch, but don't leave the room!" Ali's voice ordered from behind me.
I stood up and then stepped aside. Ali was already naked and with a big hard on. His cock was impressive, probably eight inches, which made my five inches tool look tiny in comparison. He went straight in front of Ruth and impaled her with a single thrust. She moaned deeply. Then he began pumping in and out of her pussy. The booth soon was filled with her scent. Ruth was having multiple orgasms. I was staying there emotionless. It is funny, on one side I felt a bit jealous, but on the other I was feeling nothing. I could not get an erection due to the injections, and therefore not sexual excitement was taking over me from this scene but I was also powerless since Ali was the only one in the booth capable of fucking Ruth. And in less than half a day I felt that Ruth was almost a stranger, an icon from the past, a sweet and tender memory hidden in the history files of my mind...
"On your knees, waitress!" Ali suddenly ordered.
I kneeled down on the floor.
"Open your mouth, bitch!"
I opened my mouth. At that very moment, Ali turned to me and, with a huge grunt, he came, with powerful jets of cum in my mouth and one of them hit my face.
"Suck it clean now" Ali ordered.
A few moments later he move away and started dressing. He ordered me to lick Ruth clean from her juices. I kneeled down again in front of her and licked her dry. When I was finished I realized that Ali had left the booth. Ruth pulled her skirt down and before leaving the room turned to me and smiled.
"Thanks, my sweet Jennifer. You really make a wonderful sluttish waitress. I want you to know that I am leaving with Ali tomorrow morning. We are going to visit the inner part of Turkey. We shall be back in less than three weeks. Just in time to pick you up and fly back home. Promise me to be a good girl during this time."
"I promise." I said a little shyly.
"Okay baby. See you soon and, in the meantime, squeeze as many men as you can, since when we return home you would have to forget about men!"
"See you Ruth!" I said with a cold tone of voice.
She threw me a kiss with her hand, but I did not respond, sort of ignoring her. She left. I went to the waitress' room to wash the cum out of my face and retouch my make up. Then walked back to the club. Quite a few tables were occupied now, and on the dance floor a girl was making a belly dance. The table were Ali and Ruth had been sitting was free now. Lorraine walked towards me.
"Here is your tip from Ali" and handed me ten dollars. "Go to table fifteen, it has not been attended yet."
I headed towards table fifteen, where two men were sitting. They were all dressed up and acted formally, like businessmen. I took the order for their drinks and brought them to the table. Then noticed a party of four just entering the club and accompanied them to a table. While I was taking their order, Lorraine came and handed me a card with number three. I served the drinks to the party of four and then walked upstairs to booth three. One of the two businessmen was there. I greeted him, and he handed me a red card for anal. I took the card and placed it in my pocket. Then I lifted my skirt lowered my pants to let him do whatever he had to do. It had quite a big cock, and it hurt a little bit. Luckily he did not last that long, probably six or seven minutes. I then removed the condom from his cock and handed him a paper towel. I walked to the door to go back to my duty, but the other businessman was there and entered the booth while the first one was leaving. He handed me a red card as well. Another anal. This time it was more painful. Although his cock was slightly smaller than the one from his friend, my ass was probably slightly irritated by the first fucking. Once it was over, I returned down to the main floor.
By the end of the evening I had collected four cards for anal and three for blow jobs plus forty-five dollars in tips from the tables. Not bad. That night it was hard for me to sleep. I really hated Ruth's behavior. It was hurting me a lot. If she wanted me to experience life as a girl while she would be going to bed with another man, okay. I could understand it, since we would be both having sex with other persons. But giving me hormones without informing me, organizing all this without even checking with me ahead and, what worst, keeping this attitude of having full control on me... this was way too much!