From Biker badass to Polish prostitute - 3 (Patreon)

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/from-biker-to-69084505

Part 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/from-biker-to-2-69213922

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This quiet cozy room, specially prepared for themed sex entertainment in the style of the wedding night with a large white tent over the bed, breathed warmth and tenderness. Despite the fact that it was a brothel, this room was very nice and comfortably furnished. Fresh warm summer air blew in through a small crack in the half-open window. Luminously illuminated by moonlight, everything here was quiet, beautiful and peaceful.

A slight twilight suddenly swallowed up the light from the abruptly opening front door. Two entered. Radoslava, with a smile on her face and giggling, held the hand of one of the clients.

- Słodki panie, to będzie twoja najlepsza "noc poślubna", hehe

As gently as she could, she let go of his hand and turned on the light. She hesitated a little, but after examining the place, she took off the light black fabric of a transparent nightgown with feathers, leaving only stockings and thong panties.

At the same moment, her clap turned on a sexy melody, to which Radoslava began to slowly squirm, twisting her ass and teasing the already excited client.

Turning to face him, she quickly glanced at him between his legs and smiled, saw a hill between his legs. And, continuing to squirm and dance sexually to the music, she smoothly and carefully began to undress the indecisive client, who promised her a good amount of money for this order.

- Co za ogromny... nawet nie wiem, czy sobie z tym poradzę (What a huge... I don't even know if I can handle it)

But even any observer could see Radoslava's acting, although at that moment her words played a positive role and the client appreciated the prostitute's praise, thinking that he might even pay her more.

Radoslava, despite the fact that she had just returned with her pimp to the brothel and despite the fact that it was a very sexually active night, nevertheless, having learned that there was a waiting client of a special themed "wedding night" "went to work on Charlie/Boris' instructions.

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Everything went on quite canonically and as it should be according to the worked out scenario of the "wedding night" of the prostitutes of Boris's brothel. Sexual tracks changed one after another and the light gradually became dimmer according to the script, but nevertheless such that one could see all the charms of the “bride”, the role of which was now played by Radoslava.

After preliminary caresses with kisses, blo***bs and tender touches of the whole body of a satisfied client, Radoslava was already preparing to receive the client from behind, at his special request. Suddenly, already standing in a doggy position, I heard, unexpectedly for myself, I heard the client, muttering something under his breath, quickly ran out of the room, taking all his things, and left Radoslav alone.

Apparently, the client felt ashamed because he was cheating on his girlfriend, and perhaps all this game on the "wedding night" played a cruel joke on him. But Radoslava did not think about it. At that moment, she suddenly shuddered sharply, as if a wave of electric current ran through her entire body.

All the muscles of her small, weak arm and body tensed sharply and, closing her eyes sharply, she suddenly spoke clearly, loudly and not at all sexually

- Co do cholery?! (What the hell?!)

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Barry couldn't relax the muscles in his body, and didn't want to. He was alone for the first time in two days. Finally, all the tension that was inside him during these two days broke out and he was able to control his new body and actions for the first time. It was especially terrible at the moments when the whole gang of Gray Wolves the next morning were able to communicate with each other as before. And he heard their conversations, understood what they were talking about, but nevertheless he was forced to behave like some kind of Polish whore. And when he and Charlie went, he himself insisted that he, Radoslav, be taken to a brothel, in which Charlie began to behave no longer like Charlie, but like Boris. It was all so confusing and strange, but finally the long-awaited freedom, combined with rage and humiliation from the memories of these two days.

The boobs still hung with a strange weight from his chest, despite the fact that all the muscles were tense and dangled freely with each of his breaths and exhalations.

Continuing to stand and not risking moving and relaxing his muscles, Barry still heard the ringing in his ears the sound of a slammed door by an unknown person, to whom he had just done a lot of humiliating things for himself. distinctly, but just as uncontrollably, hung down, touching his smooth, delicate skin.

- Nie jestem kurwa! Nieee! To niemożliwe! (I'm not a whore! Nooo! It can't be!)

He screamed at the top of Barry's throat with his high-pitched soprano voice, which annoyed him from the start.

However, the door to the room slowly opened, causing Barry to turn his head sharply, feeling his chest trembling still just as unusually, dangling under the force of gravity.

- To ty!!! (It's you!!!)

Roughly and without further ado, Barry called out to the man, whom he recognized as the same guy from the bar who had done this to him. He had no doubt that this was the same guy he wanted to beat even more now than then. However, instead of standing up, Barry fell silent, after the stranger gestured like a slight wave of the hand, similar to the way the Jedi did in the Star Wars films.

- No, it's better to stay in the same position.

The stranger whispered in English, but nevertheless, after these words, Barry could not move and say nothing. She just looked at him angrily, trying to show all his fury and of course not understanding a single word.