Lawyer's adventures - part 18-23 (Patreon)

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When the girl who called herself Mandy left Jeremy sighed and sat down on the bed next to sleeping man. "Well, Jeremy, what is that now?" he muttered to himself, not understanding how he could end up like that, in this mess, in this shitty room. "God, help me, please" he whispered and put his hands on his face, hitting with elbows into his enormous chest by accident. "Ay!" he squeaked. "These things are driving me crazy. So damn annoying" he hissed angrily.

The man suddenly moaned softly, turning in bed and exposing his still erected cock. Jeremy sighed. "God... I must go before he wake up. Damn, I have to get dressed" he said quietly and carefully began to look around the room for his clothes. Unfortunately, he didn't even have time to get up, the door to the room opened and another man entered it. This man stared at him for a few seconds, then at the cock peeking from under the sheet and looked up again, raising his eyebrow.

"And what are waiting for?" he asked, crossing his hands on his chest. "Go on, continue what you started" he winked to him.

"Uhh, what? No!" Jeremy replied in a panicked voice, feeling his cheeks becoming hotter. "I must go, and-"

Ricky chuckled, interrupting him. "Nonsense, baby. He paid for whole day with you, Mina," he said, shaking his head and sitting on chair in the room. "Well, come on, ride him and we will continue the dialogue"

"P-pay? I- I don't..." Jeremy stammered, his brain refusing to accept the information. "Call John, Juan... Juan Carlos..." he tried, but the man only laughed.

"NOT Juan Carlos, honey. I'm not friends with this bastard, and you worked on my territory last night. I am your new papi. Get used to it, bitch" Ricky grinned and nodded towards the guy sleeping on bed. "Well, hurry up. Your customer is waiting. QUICKLY! NOW!" he shouted at him suddenly, and Jeremy, who did not expect it, flinched, and without thinking obeyed to the man, climbing on the man's crotch and looking at Ricky, who smirked and nodded. Jeremy hesitated for a moment, not seeing nothing, because of his huge tits blocking the view, then reached with his hand and touched something hard. "God, what am I doing?!" Jeremy thought, trying to put the cock in his pussy while Ricky watched him from his chair, and filming him with phone, chuckling.

"Dios, ay... oh..." Jeremy whispered when the tip entered his vagina. He closed his eyes and gasped. "Ay! Ay, Dios, ay..." he whispered, turned his face to Ricky. "Please... I don't... no sex with man..."

Ricky burst out laughing. "Hahaha, what, baby? You a fucking prostitute and don't want to have sex? You think it's gonna work for me? Ahaha!" and he pointed at guy sleeping on bed with his phone. "Look at him and do your fucking job. Come on."

Jeremy took a deep breath and slowly began riding man's cock, moving his hips up and down "Damn, this is really happening" he thought, his eyes shut tight, his mouth half-opened as he slowly moved. "Oh, damn. I am fucking a man right now... Damn, damn, damn it all. This is insane... How did I get in this fucking mess... FUCK" he was riding his cock for about thirty seconds when he felt tiredness coming from hips and back, because of his massive weighty boobs and huge ass. "I don't want this shit anymore, this is not fucking funny" he thought.

Suddenly, he felt something on his breast and heard the man moaning loudly, and Jeremy opened his eyes wide to see as the man is playing with his breasts and trying to lick them. "Damn! It's too much. This is not happening, this is not real, this is just some bad dream... oh no! Ahh, shit, fuck!" he gasped as man pinched his right nipple and bit him, while other hand is on the left breast and squeezing it tightly. "Ay! Ay, por favor, ahhh... Dios! Por favor..." he moaned loudly, while his mind going blank, all thoughts fading away.

Jeremy was completely overwhelmed with the feeling, and soon, he started moving his hips like a pro. He was panting, sweaty and shaking, but his mind was numb, filled with only the desire to fuck harder. "Ay, Papi! Ohh... Ay! Dios, ay..." Jeremy moaned, arching his back and moving faster. And only when he felt the man coming, filling his pussy with hot liquid, Jeremy woke up from his stupor and stopped. His head felt heavy and fuzzy, and his legs were shaking. The man below him smiled happily at Jeremy "Wow, what a whore! This is the best thing in the world!" he laughed. Jeremy was silent, not knowing what to say or do, just staring at man with wide eyes, than turned his face to Ricky who already left the room.

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After sex, Jeremy learned that the man is called Michael and works as a realtor, and the man was really pleased with what happened, because he didn't expect this from Jeremina, because he didn't paid for full night with her, and in general he was surprised that she was still with him in the morning, and certainly did not expect such a hot sex.

After some more talking Michael finally left Jeremy's room in the brothel, but he promised to come again soon. After the man left, Jeremy was left alone again, thinking about his situation. His life was in ruins now, he had to pretend to be a girl from Venezuela named Jeremina Banessa, false identity that someone created and used against him... He agreed on this only because FBI said they'd help him and change his identity to his own one. "Goddammit... And where is John? He was supposed to help me, but..." he sighed and stood up from the bed.

"Oh, I should use bathroom. I'm sticky with this man's semen and it is disgusting. This body... I just can't get used to this. This boobs are annoying, they too sensitive, I don't want them, and they hurt so much... especially when I ride dick with this fat ass, this thing is fucking heavy!" he ranted angrily as he walked to bathroom.

"Oh my god..." Jeremy gasped in shock when he entered the bathroom. It's look was totally different than Jeremy expected, very luxurious, like he is in the five star hotel and not in brothel, and this contrast is too weird. There was a big mirror over a large, walls with black tiles and a large tub. "Wow... this is... unexpected," Jeremy murmured in surprise. "This looks like the bathroom in my penthouse" he chuckled, but quickly became silent, as memories came back to his mind and made him frown.

After that Jeremy went to the shower to wash and take care of his body, while his thoughts went back to last night's events. His mind was racing, trying to process everything, but it was difficult, because it all felt unreal. He can't remember the whole night clearly, and of course he didn't remember how he ended up in the bedroom, having sex with some stranger.

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After washing up, Jeremy came out of the shower, feeling slightly refreshed, although he was still confused and angry, as well as still naked. "Oh my god... where is my clothes?" Jeremy asked, looking around and feeling nervousness growing in him. "Damn! Where's my phone?!" he asked, looking around the bathroom and the bedroom, not finding his clothes. But big wardrobe was standing nearby and when he opened it, he saw various types of women's slutty and sexy lingerie, stockings and panties. And on the bottom was paper with hand-written message:

"Hi bitch. Juan gave you to Ricky. Here is your stuff for working as slut. Be nice.

Lisa (Lucy if you don't understand)."

"No, no, this is wrong. No, no!" Jeremy said nervously, backing away from the paper. "What the fuck?! John said that she should help me, not give me to Ricky! Damn, I have to call John, Juan, immediately and sort everything out!" he started walking, but stopped felt again his huge tits bouncing. "God, this is ridiculous. My life is fucked up. This is so stupid... damn." and went to wardrobe to look at lingerie and choose something comfortable.

But instead of comfy underwear, he saw lots of garter belts, stockings, bras and other stuff. There was no panty and nothing comfortable, just very revealing and erotic. He sighed and took out leopard printed bra, which seemed very big, even for him, but when he put it on, it turned out that it was exactly the right size, which only annoyed him further.

"Great. Just fucking great." he hissed angrily "In that thing even more uncomfortable than without, but at least this shit can support my boobs. This things are fucking heavy." and standed up from chair with chuckle "huh... my boobs... this sounds weird". Silence was interrupted by the ring of phone that was lying on the table next to bed.

"Hello Jeremina. Where are you?! I was trying to contact you, but you weren't picking up."

"Uh, John, I mean Juan, help! I don't understand everything!" Jeremy spoke Spanish words frantically "some Lucy comes here and say that I will go tonight, I called you as you remember?! What is going on?!"

"First, don't use real names! Second, I called you after this and you didn't pick up. I wanted to say you that Lucy is working under Ricky, and it was not even Lucy who picked up your call, but one of her girls." John explained.

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Jeremy frowned. "So, who was this girl? Why is she said that she is Lucy and is working for you, and-"

"Jeremina, listen," John interrupted him, his voice firm. "You... I'm not going to lie to you, but our deal didn't worked well. Ricky is a dangerous guy and his men are everywhere. You are worked on his territory without permission, and this is big trouble."

"What?!" Jeremy exclaimed in surprise. "But i didn't work! Are you crazy! I'm a fucking man, not even a real girl! Why do I need this crap?! It's your stupi underc-"

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!" John shouted angrily, and Jeremy fell silent, surprised. "I told you not to say any fucking details in public! What the hell is wrong with you?! And why did you fuck this guy on Ricky’s camera?! Do you understand how much trouble you are in?!"

Jeremy froze, not knowing what to say. His eyes widened, his heart pounding with fear. "I... I don't know what you talking about. I... I didn't have sex, I didn't, Juan, I swear!" he tried to deny, but his voice betrayed him.

"Bullshit! Ricky's people called me and sent video of you riding the guy's cock, Jeremina! What the fuck were you thinking?!" John roared. "Ricky is very angry now. He wants a lot of money for you, Jeremina! If you want to get out of this, you must do whatever he tells you to do! Got it?!"

"NO!" Jeremy shouted angrily, losing control and no longer able to hold back his anger. "You tricked me, you lying motherfucker! You told me that this would only help me, but it didn't! Instead, you got me into a shitty mess and now I'm in danger and stuck here, as a prostitute, with no legal documents and no way out of it!"

"Shut up, bitch!" John hissed angrily. "We didn't turn you into this, it's your own fault! We didn't forced you, it was your idea! And now you will do everything Ricky tells you until..." he paused, hesitating, then continued in a softer tone. "I'll pay him, but I need some time to transfer money, ok? Please, do whatever he tells you. Just don't get caught by the cops or immigration."

Jeremy clenched his fists, his face flushed red and his blood boiling. "You... YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" he yelled furiously and threw the phone across the room. He stood there, breathing heavily and gritting his teeth. His body trembled with rage, and his vision was blurry from tears. "God damn it all... Goddammit..." he cursed.

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After that, the door opened and Ricky entered the room.

"Yo, bitch," Ricky said, grinning. "What are these screams?! I thought you are gonna kill someone, haha. Anyway, how are you doing, Jeremina?" Ricky laughed, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"I am not, but... John... Juan, I mean Juan is not... my boss anymore?" Jeremy said slowly, trying to pronounce English words correctly, while Ricky was looking at her and smirking.

"Oh, is that so? What difference does it make to you who you work for? As long as you are earning money, you're happy, aren't you?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and smiling widely. "By the way, are you hungry?"

Jeremy looked down, embarrassed. "Um... no, I'm not..." he mumbled, but his stomach suddenly rumbled, and he blushed, his cheeks burning.

"Haha, hungry little fibber!" Ricky laughed. "You are cute, you know that? Let's eat something together, ok? Then we'll talk about work. Come on."

Jeremy hesitated, but decided that it was better to obey than fight. He didn't want to make his situation worse than it already was. Besides, Ricky seemed to be nice and friendly, which seemed strange after the morning he had experienced. "Ok," he muttered, turning and walking over to wardrobe. Ricky chuckled and softly slapped him on the ass, making him flinch and blush even more. "Agh... ¡no me toques!" (Don't touch me!)

"What? Hahaha, what did you say, honey?" Ricky chuckled, shaking his head and grinning widely.

"I... nothing" Jeremy mumbled, looking for something decent to wear. He didn't want to look slutty. Despite the fact that all the clothes in the closet seemed very revealing, he found a light pink piece of fabric without a neckline and blue shorts. "Uh, gracias a Dios... esto es mejor que..." (Uh, thank god... this is better than...) he mumbled to himself while Ricky watched him and grinning.

After dressing up, Jeremy pulled long, black hair back, tying them in a ponytail. He looked in the mirror, cursing iside about leopard bra which is visible through pink fabric and sighed, turning to Ricky, who was smirking. "I ready".