Female Domination - Margot's Brothel. Part 15
The move happened the next day. It was a huge, beautiful three-story cottage behind a tall, three-meter-high solid fence. When Rita, Kira, and Roman entered the living room, beautiful and seemingly vulgar girls began appearing from different sides and from upstairs, greeting them with friendly smiles and appraisingly looking over Roman, who was clearly not in good shape. He walked with a limp, legs spread wide because after yesterday's "proёb" they wouldn't close properly and his anus hurt, his face was covered in abrasions and bruises, his nose swollen to a bluish hue, and his ear also sticking out and blue.
At that time, there were no clients in the brothel, and the girls were usually catching up on sleep
(those who weren't working or studying), but today, on top of that, it was also Sunday, so everyone was gathered. The girls who were sleeping, upon hearing that their new colleague had arrived, immediately realized that curiosity left them with no desire for sleep or rest, and besides, they needed to meet the new member, and the brothel's owner, Margo, upon introducing him, had to determine who he would be and with whom—well, those were the brothel's rules, everyone sort of adhered to some kind of line."Well, is everyone here?" Rita began. "So, girls, meet our new... rear-line worker, so to speak." Everyone laughed in unison. "Alright, let's go in order," Rita continued. "So, Roma, meet..." she pointed with her hand at one of the girls, "this is Milena. She's our jack-of-all-trades, loves group sex, oral, anal, and everything related to sex, always comes to the rescue because..." she fell silent, and as if in kindergarten, everyone continued in unison, "AIBOLIT!" "That's right," Rita looked at Roman. "She's our nurse. She'll heal you and get you back on your feet." Milena, meanwhile, waved her hand in greeting to Roman. "Who did this to you, sweetie?" Milena inquired.
"He was registering as a candidate to join us," Kira interrupted her, answering as if to the question.
"Was it you who did the registering then?" asked a girl not yet familiar at that moment (Lina).
"Me too," Kira replied. "And actually, in a way, I'm his first." She smiled at Roman, who clearly embarrassed, lowered his eyes. Roman still couldn't understand or comprehend how he had ended up so quickly in a brothel as a whore and wasn't even resisting this quagmire of depravity that was sucking him deeper and deeper. After all, everything that was happening was happening without his consent; it was as if some whirlpool of life had grabbed him and, without letting go, was spinning him from side to side, inevitably swallowing him into an abyss of the unknown. And it all started with his helpfulness when he bought and brought a pack of cigarettes to those three drunken beasts.
"And these are our twins," Rita continued. "Sonya and Mira. They always work together and, let's say, they're in high demand here. They're not lacking in experience either." Rita winked at them. "Don't be naughty and don't hurt our young friend."
The girls waved their heads cheerfully and somewhat mischievously. "Yeah."
"And this is our Amanda," Rita continued the introductions, pointing at a rather large girl sitting down, who upon closer inspection turned out to be not just large, but a bodybuilder. She had quite strong biceps and shoulders, abs with clearly defined six-pack, powerful leg muscles. "She can, if anything, give a beating," she looked at Roman, "and I mean give a beating in the figurative sense too." Amanda, meanwhile, raised one arm and demonstrated her quite distinct and large bicep.
"I can," Amanda smiled, "but I can also be gentle and tender." She blew an air kiss to Roman. "We'll play with you later, little one."
"Just don't strangle him," Rita told her playfully.
"Mistress Lina," Rita bowed slightly, standing up a bit more respectfully. "Never taken a cock in her mouth." Everyone laughed again.
"Not my thing," responded the rather stately girl. "You suck and lick yourselves, I'll satisfy anyone and everyone as is. They squeal with pleasure and piss themselves from pain." Roman, at these words, remembered Anya and the recent night, and flinching slightly, he shuddered. "Don't piss," Lina continued, seeing this. "Be obedient, we'll work it out." She winked at Roman, and he gave her a stupid smile.
"Well, and this," Rita waved her hand towards a girl who was already handing out prepared coffee on a tray, "is our Snezka, Snezhana, Zhana—depends. She's sort of like you." Rita turned and put a hand on Roman. "A bottom. Do you know what that is?" she asked Roman.
"No," he answered quietly.
"Why so slow?" She continued looking at him and, tousling his hair with her hand, went on. "There are, for example, mistresses." She gestured towards Lina. "They dominate. There are bodybuilders." She pointed at Amanda. "They break." Everyone giggled a little again. "There are seductresses." She waved her hand at the twins Sonya and Mira and also at Milena. "They seduce and perform, make fall in love and undress. Oh, I'm starting to talk in rhymes, as if coming to my senses," Rita said. "And then there's you."
"You already know Kira," Rita continued. "By the way, she studies at the same institute as you, but she's about to graduate." Right, Roman immediately remembered this beautiful girl he had seen more than once at the institute, but for some reason this time he didn't recognize her, or rather couldn't remember where he had seen her. "Well, and I am Margo," Rita continued. "As you probably guessed, all our names are pseudonyms, and you need to come up with one too. Any ideas?" she addressed all those present.
There were many options, but they settled on Raphael.
"Well then, now an initiation needs to be passed," Margo addressed Raphael again, and Raphael understood from her cunning eyes that nothing good awaited him. "But everyone's initiation is different. You will be initiated, as I already said, as a bottom, and you will be a true bottom." After these words, she took a vase standing in the room with flowers and removed the flowers. "I think everyone is ready," she addressed the whole collective as if. "Yes, of course," Amanda responded. "I've been holding back for a long time, let me go first." She took the vase and began urinating into it, then Milena took the vase and also urinated into it. Thus, everyone did so except Snezhana.
"But that's not all yet," Raphael heard a voice and slumped. "Let's go to the sauna." Margo waved her hand at him, and he followed her; the girls followed them to the basement where the sauna was located. Entering the sauna, Margo ordered him to strip naked, and when he was completely naked, she ordered him to kneel, which he did. By the way, when he undressed, the girls gasped upon seeing the bruises on his body.
Raphael was kneeling on the tiled floor under the shower and looking at the crowd of prostitutes who had parted to let someone through. He saw how from their crowd emerged the previously modest Snezhana; between her legs was again a phallus, and she herself was also naked. Raphael wanted to cry at this sight and the thoughts of what would happen to him now, but he restrained himself. His stomach was full of urine, and he already wanted to piss and vomit himself to cleanse himself of this shame, but still not understanding what would happen next, he continued "courageously" kneeling. Snezhana approached him and, holding the phallus in her hand, brought it to Raphael's mouth, ran it over his lips.
"Open your mouth," Snezhana said from above. Raphael whispered to her that he might vomit since his stomach was full of the girls' urine, but Snezhana, as if not hearing him, began inserting her phallus into Raphael's opening mouth, and reaching his tonsils, Snezhana fixed Raphael's head with her hands and pressed her hips to the limit. Nauseating urges forced out the still-fresh urine of the girls, which erupted from all the crevices of his mouth, and splashes of urine gushed from his nose. Raphael was choking, but he himself pressed Snezhana with his hands and continued, groaning, to get rid of the liquid he had just drunk. After vomiting up the urine, Raphael got back on all fours, coughing; remnants of urine were still coming from his mouth.
"That's it," he heard Margo's voice. "You are now our bottom. You'll sleep in the room with Snezhana. He, by the way, gives amazing head," Margo now addressed Snezhana. "So you'll probably fall asleep and wake up with a cock."
Thus began Raphael's new story in Margo's brothel.