Prostitution – Future Chapter

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"It's 4:15." Aimi glanced at the expensive watch on her wrist. She lowered her head, gazing at her fingers fiddling with something under the table. Her long, pink hair reached her knees. Her fingers were long and slender, her nails painted with the latest color-changing nail polish. Her pale yellow mini-dress barely covered her matching panties, completely showcasing her stunning legs. Above her slender waist were her well-proportioned breasts. Aimi's breasts weren't large, but for a sixteen-year-old, they weren't small either. She felt a little cold; even her nipples hardened and stood erect, clearly visible beneath the thin fabric. Aimi regretted choosing a strapless, thin bra. She tried her best to clench her arms tightly, hoping to hide the protruding tips; but she forgot that the deep groove formed by the squeezing of the two fleshy mounds could also make one's blood boil. Aimi nervously glanced around again. The coffee room in the upscale hotel on a weekday afternoon was absolutely quiet, with only one or two tables of customers around. Of course, during these busy office hours, who would have such leisure? Aimi took a deep breath; her face, still slightly chubby, was so tender it seemed to drip with moisture. Today she wore light makeup; pale red blush added a touch of allure to her youthful and smooth skin, and pink lipstick added a touch of mature seduction to her full, cherry-like lips. Beneath thick eyebrows, her innocent eyes darted nervously around. She dared not look ahead, for she felt the middle-aged man sitting diagonally opposite her staring intently at her, his blatant gaze making her extremely uncomfortable. It involuntarily reminded her of the lecherous stares she'd encountered on the public transport. She lowered her head again, glancing at the expensive watch on her wrist, muttering to herself, "I'm already ten minutes late, really…!" "Hey! Aimei, have you decided?" Pearl said. She was Aimei's classmate and roommate. The two of them, still in their school uniforms, stood in front of the window of a jewelry store in the center of the lunar city of "Golden Palace," looking through the glass at the expensive diamond-encrusted watches displayed inside. "It's this one!" Pearl whispered in Aimee's ear, "Marisa from the class next door bought the exact same one the other day, planning to steal your spotlight at the Christmas ball!" Pearl pointed to a very expensive diamond watch. Aimee was furious at the mention of the Christmas ball. Last summer, she worked hard, saving every penny to buy a beautiful diamond necklace. She wanted to show it off at the Christmas ball, but... Marisa from the class next door wore the same style, but an even more expensive one. She immediately attracted everyone's attention and even stole the title of ball queen. That Christmas was Aimee's most unhappy Christmas ever! Aimee and Pearl are both students at St. Mary's Girls' High School on the Moon. St. Mary's is a well-known school on the Moon, not a prestigious one, and its academic level isn't particularly high; moreover, the tuition is extremely expensive. This school is famous for producing "ladies"! Its students usually have excellent "careers"! Statistics show that 70% of its graduates marry into wealthy families. Therefore, many poorer parents would rather save in other areas to send their daughters to this school. Aimee and Pearl are both boarding students, and their parents are not wealthy. Supporting their tuition and room and board is already a struggle. Expenses for dressing up and buying jewelry are simply beyond their means. But that Marisa is just too awful! Amy was once the undisputed school beauty, but when Marisa transferred to St. Mary's Girls' High School, she immediately overshadowed Amy! Marisa wasn't as pretty as Amy, but she was rich! Once she put on a show, Amy naturally paled in comparison. Pearl was Amy's best friend, and she couldn't stand Marisa's arrogance, so she often gathered information on Amy. When Amy learned that Marisa planned to steal her thunder again at the Christmas ball, she became even more anxious. This was the last Christmas ball before graduation, and many wealthy families would use it as an opportunity to choose their future daughters-in-law. Moreover, she couldn't swallow this insult. So, she asked Pearl for help. Pearl's family was even poorer than Amy's, but she always seemed to have more money than she could spend. Aimee knew that her daughter was secretly involved in teenage prostitution. Teenage prostitution, in essence, was an illegal transaction conducted online in the 23rd century. Many men were willing to pay high prices to recapture their lost youth through the bodies of young girls. Through a secret communication channel, naive girls could exchange their bodies for money. Of course, the channel's operator would take a percentage as commission. The girls participated voluntarily; they could request to see the approximate identity of the client beforehand and even view his appearance. If they didn't like him, they could refuse the transaction. The girls involved in prostitution had to be young and beautiful, so the price was extremely high. Usually, only very wealthy men could afford this service. Looking at the wristwatch in the shop window, Aimee made up her mind. She asked Pearl, "Is it enough money to buy this watch if I only do it once?" Pearl's big eyes darted around, and she frowned, saying, "This watch is too expensive. Doing it once might not be enough. Unless..." "Unless what?" Aimee pressed anxiously. Pearl's bright eyes flashed with a cunning light. She brought her lips close to Aimee's pink cheek and said seductively, "Unless you're still a virgin!" She lightly slapped Aimee's firm buttocks with her jade-like hand. Aimee immediately blushed deeply and nodded slightly. Seeing her embarrassment, Pearl laughed and said, "Come on! Stop joking!" Aimei stamped her foot and retorted, "I'm not lying to you! I haven't tried... yet!" Her voice trailed off, almost needing to be brought close to her lips to be heard. Pearl, however, became serious: "Aimei, are you serious?" Next, Pearl arranged this transaction for Aimei. She specifically chose an old, thin man who looked to be at least sixty-nine, if not seventy. Pearl said that most elderly people are "willing but unable," and according to her experience, as long as she provided oral sex to them once, most of them would be unable to try again. If she was lucky, Aimei might be able to get away with it without actually losing her virginity. Aimei recalled last night. Pearl had specially found her a set of virtual video discs, a set of very explicit "pornographic films." Pearl said she would tutor Aimee first, and in the realistic virtual scene, Aimee came into contact with a man's genitals for the first time. Her parents had planned to marry her into a wealthy family from the beginning, so they were extremely strict with her. She attended an all-girls boarding school from a young age; Aimee rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with men. When she first saw a large, erect penis, the shock was indescribable. "It's five o'clock." Aimee glanced at her expensive watch again; she was getting a little impatient. Suddenly, someone sat down opposite her, and when she looked up, she saw a large bouquet of flowers. They were golden satellite roses! The most precious variety! Aimee thought its overpowering fragrance was actually a bit tacky; but she was still very happy—These flowers are the most expensive. "Are you Aimi?" Aimi then noticed the face behind the large bouquet. It was an unfamiliar male face. It was a weathered face, the years having clearly etched their cruel marks on his once handsome features, but one could still tell that he must have been very handsome in his youth! "Aimi?" "Oh! I'm sorry." Aimi snapped out of her reverie and said shyly, "You...you look younger than in the photo." Indeed, the man looked younger than in the picture, appearing to be only in his fifties. The wrinkles on his face were like the tracks on an old record, deeply recording most of his life. Aimi had never thought about what she would look like when she got old. Old age, for a sixteen-year-old young woman, was still too far away. "Haha!" The man laughed heartily, revealing that his teeth were not very straight and some were missing. "Little sister, thank you for your compliment. I am seventy-two years old this year." His voice was still quite young. (Note: In the 23rd century, due to good nutrition and advanced medicine, tooth decay has been completely eradicated. Therefore, very few people have crooked teeth.) "So?" The old man's laughter suddenly stopped, and he frowned and asked intently, "Little sister, have you made up your mind?" He crossed his arms in front of his chest, the veins on the back of his hands were thick and prominent. "Now that you've seen me in person, I'm giving you one last chance to back out and cancel this deal." He still smiled, but the smile was very stiff. "Of course, you must return my deposit. However, you can take this bouquet of flowers home." Aimee hesitated. Money or chastity, which was more important? "I..." She looked down at her watch and remembered Pearl's "advice." She bit her lower lip with her slightly larger front teeth: "I only need to stay with you until midnight tonight, right?" The man narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Yes!" Aimee asked again: "As long as it's midnight, under any circumstances, I can leave immediately?" (Of course, she wouldn't say: "Even if you still can't take my virginity, I can still leave?") The man's smile widened: "Yes! As soon as the clock strikes midnight, you can leave immediately." He took out an antique gold watch from his jacket and clicked open the case. It was a very old watch; Aimee saw that there was only one hand on the dial, stopped at the twelve o'clock position. With the man's assurance, Aimee felt relieved. She immediately flashed a radiant smile that could melt even the coldest snow: "I have no other questions... sir!" "Charlie!" the man said, "My friends usually call me 'Charlie'!" He reached out and stroked Amy's hand. Amy instinctively tried to pull away; but only for a moment, she immediately restrained herself, letting him hold her hand gently. "You're beautiful!" Charlie praised, his hand slowly caressing the back of Amy's hand. The rough skin made Amy feel very uncomfortable; moreover, this kind of contact with the opposite sex was too unfamiliar to her. Slowly, Amy began to feel the same arousal she had felt the night before while secretly watching porn. The gentle friction on the back of his hand seemed to ignite sparks of desire. Suddenly, Pearl's "admonition" flashed through her mind: "Don't get emotional! Try to stall for time!" Aimee's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly withdrew her hand. "You…!" Charlie was taken aback, his tone already showing anger. Aimee immediately sat down beside him, pressing her delicate body tightly against him, and said in a coquettish voice, "Don't be angry! Brother Charlie! This is my first time…" Her large, watery eyes seemed to express her shyness. Charlie couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Then let's go to the room!" Aimee said, "No need to rush, I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry now!" She said it like she was pleading with her father. Aimee ate very slowly, really slowly! She almost cut each grain of rice in half and ate it in pieces. By the time she finished her dessert, it was already ten o'clock at night. Charlie patiently didn't rush her. He simply crossed his legs, comfortably leaned back in his chair, and slowly sipped his wine. He leisurely admired the lovely young woman's beautiful eating habits, showing no sign of impatience. Her beautiful face was lowered, revealing only her long eyelashes fluttering. Her delicate nose was adorable; her cherry-red lips, lightly painted, slowly swallowed the ice cream from the silver spoon. Her nimble, cherry-colored tongue gently licked away the ice cream stuck to the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks, lightly rouged, were flushed—was it shyness or was even Aimi herself feeling embarrassed? She finally put down the silver spoon. "Finished eating?" Charlie smiled. His mature eyes seemed to understand the world. Aimi nodded helplessly. Charlie suddenly reached out his hand to her, and Aimee instinctively wanted to back away. "Hmm..." Charlie's fingers twitched, his hand already extended in front of Aimee's pink cheeks; Aimee dared not pull back any further, closing her eyes in bewilderment. Aimee's heart was pounding! She hid in the bathroom, taking deep breaths. Looking at her watch, it was already 11:15. After finishing her coffee, she had no more excuses for not going to her room. As soon as she entered the room, she immediately rushed into the bathroom, saying she wanted to take a shower. She stayed in the bathroom for half an hour, unable to stay any longer. She wrapped herself tightly in a large towel, took a deep breath, and opened the bathroom door. "Finished showering?" Charlie didn't seem angry at all, sitting upright on the bed, still dressed neatly. Even Aimee was surprised. "Mmm!" Amy nodded, water droplets dripping from her wet pink hair onto the carpet, creating ripples. Charlie slowly took off his coat. "Okay! I like it clean." He beckoned to Amy, "Come sit down!" He patted the bedside beside him. Amy swallowed hard and walked over step by step. She felt her little heart pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her mouth. Charlie pulled the approaching girl back with one hand, gently embracing her trembling body. He gazed into Amy's frightened eyes, seemingly looking into the depths of her soul. Amy immediately closed her shy eyes, avoiding his burning, provocative gaze. Her warm, cherry-like lips were tightly sucked. She struggled slightly, trying to resist the head of his tongue that was about to invade her mouth. A burning sensation on her thigh—it was Charlie's hand! Amy cried out in surprise as a man's tongue was immediately shoved into her mouth, intertwining with her virgin tongue. She could feel the man's saliva in her mouth, filled with an unusual taste, somewhat bitter. A surging sensation spread from their intertwined tongues, stirring up a monstrous wave in the girl's heart. Her limbs felt numb, leaving only wave after wave of pleasure. When she regained consciousness, the large towel covering her body had fallen to the ground. On her glistening body, only a small pair of panties covered her mons pubis. An old, frozen hand roamed freely over a youthful, voluptuous body; the skillful caresses aroused the desires of a young girl in the throes of first love. Aimi closed her beautiful eyes, savoring the tender caresses she was experiencing for the first time. "Ouch!" Pressed against her pink back was… that man's thing. Aimi's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately remembered Pearl's "plan." She quickly got up, casually glancing at her watch. 11:30! She gently pushed away Charlie's caresses, and under his questioning gaze, slowly knelt down by the bed. Her trembling little hands awkwardly touched between Charlie's legs; even through his pants, she could still feel the heat and hardness of his enormous member. The youngest part of Charlie's body seemed to be his little brother. Aimi slowly unzipped her pants, hesitantly slipping her small hand into her tightly taut panties, grasping the fiery, enormous penis. "So big! So hard! So hot!" Aimi closed her eyes, the shape of the fiery rod in her hand flashing through her mind. It seemed even bigger than the male lead in last night's "adult film"! Aimi slowly pulled the penis out. Ah! The ferocious, enormous penis immediately stood erect before her eyes, its tongue lolling out. A strange smell immediately filled Aimi's nostrils. It really was huge! Aimi couldn't even encircle it with one hand. The mushroom-shaped tip was opening its small mouth, spitting out some clear liquid, making Aimi feel nauseous. Aimi glanced at her wristwatch again; it was 11:35. "Just make it ejaculate!" Pearl's instructions still echoed in her ears. Amy took a breath and mustered her courage to lick the tip of the massive penis with the tip of her tongue. The man's body trembled violently. The fiery rod swelled even more, and Amy had to use both hands to grip it. "This is terrible! I can't let this monster invade my hairy body!" Amy thought. She opened her mouth wide and took the entire mushroom-shaped thing into her mouth. "Oh!" Charlie let out a satisfied cry. The burning glans was about to burst Amy's small mouth, and she held back her tears, constantly sweeping her tongue across the small hole at the tip of the fiery rod. At the same time, she slowly stroked the massive rod in her mouth. This was what Pearl had taught her. Pearl said, "Suck him until he gets his first time with your mouth. You have to suck hard, suck out all the semen in his scrotum! Older men...""It definitely won't recover in the short term. It might not even be able to get hard again all night!" Aimi licked with great effort. Her wide-open mouth was almost numb, and her tongue was exhausted. Her mouth was full of bitter bodily fluids, and her nose was filled with a strong, nauseating male odor. Aimi continued to suck, enduring the old man's hands harassing her body. "Quick...quick...quickly cum!" The man gasped for breath, his whole body trembling violently. His ten fingers gripped Aimi's full, beautiful breasts tightly, causing her pain. It was coming! The fiery rod in his mouth twitched repeatedly. The man forcefully pressed his penis against the girl's throat, desperately trying to hold back, wanting to enjoy a little longer of the blissful feeling of reaching heaven. "Don't stop!" Aimi cried out anxiously, sucking harder. "Ah...!" The man nearly ripped Aimi's hair off in his tension. His massive member throbbed wildly. Aimi felt the burning glans suddenly swell, a gush of hot magma shooting onto her delicate throat, making her faint. The thick slurry instantly filled her mouth; Aimi wanted to vomit, but with the huge rod still inside, she could only swallow the pungent liquid. The intense climax lasted for several minutes, and tears of grievance and joy streamed down Aimi's face. She remembered sucking hard until the giant dragon in her mouth cooled and subsided; the old man's hands, which had been gripping her head, loosened, allowing her to spit out the shriveled, worm-like penis. Aimi slowly raised her head, the blush on her face still lingering; tears streamed from the corners of her eyes to the corners of her mouth, mingling with the remaining semen, yet not diminishing her angelic innocence. She glanced at her watch: 11:55! She slowly stood up and picked up her clothes from beside the bed. "It's over…!" Aimi was overjoyed. Although she had to suck on that old, ugly man's terrifying monster and swallow that disgusting semen, she had ultimately preserved her precious virginity! A true gem! She must reward her properly! "What are you doing?" the man asked coldly. Amy was taken aback and said, "Isn't it over?" Charlie's wrinkled face remained unmoved, and he coldly replied, "It's not midnight yet!" Amy glanced at the clock; it was 11:57. "Only three more minutes left!" Charlie, who had been behaving very gently, suddenly jumped up, roughly grabbed Amy's arm, and shouted sharply, "It's not midnight yet!" "Ouch!" Amy struggled to break free, crying out, "Yes! Yes! I'll leave in three more minutes!" But her little mouth was muttering resentfully. Charlie took out the watch from his pocket, clicked open the watch case, and placed the watch on the bedside table. He began to remove his clothes, saying, "Three more minutes, let's begin!" Amy was seething with anger, thinking, "Fine! Let's see what you can do in three minutes, you old devil!" She walked to the bedside and sat down. Charlie took off his shirt, revealing his naked upper body, and Amy was immediately startled. On his thin, withered body, there was a long scar, stretching from Charlie's right shoulder down to his groin, barely crossing his mons pubis, as if dividing him diagonally in two. Seeing Amy's surprised look, Charlie shrugged and said, "I got it during the Jupiter campaign." He pointed to his shoulder: "The enemy's laser blade, slashing down from here, split my chest open, my sternum completely broken in two, even my intestines spilled out." Amy felt nauseous and covered her mouth, wanting to vomit. Charlie's finger traced down the scar: "Luckily, I also managed to decapitate him in time; his laser blade got stuck on my pelvis." His hand stopped: "Otherwise, this thing of mine would be ruined!" At the end of the scar, his penis, somehow, had already risen again. Amy almost fainted from fright. She quickly glanced at the clock on the wall: 11:57! "Impossible!" She hurriedly checked her watch; it was still 11:57! "There's still time!" Charlie had already grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed. Amy struggled violently: "Help!" She actually cried out for help! But Charlie, who looked old and frail, was far stronger than she had imagined. With just one hand, he firmly pressed Amy's wrists above her head; with the other hand, he grabbed the last piece of clothing covering Amy's body and tore it easily to shreds. Amy's tears streamed down her face like raindrops. The sudden chill in her lower body made her realize with a start that her precious body was now completely naked. Charlie greedily kneaded her tender breasts, and Amy twisted her waist trying to escape, but to no avail. Her tightly closed thighs were finally parted, and a hot, huge thing was already stirring on her tender, flat stomach. "Please! Let me go!" Amy cried and begged for mercy, "I don't want the money! I'll give you everything back, please don't...! Oh!" The excruciating pain from her lower body told her that the dragon was at her gates, and if it came any more, her pure body would be defiled, forever irrecoverable. Charlie kissed her pale neck: "I've been searching for a girl as beautiful, as vain, as cunning and greedy as her. Today I've finally found her!" He roared and thrust in forcefully: "I'll get my revenge!" "Ah...!" Amy let out a heart-wrenching scream. Her lower body felt like it had been ripped in two; besides the excruciating pain, she felt nothing else. The fiery rod, thicker than her wrist, had already penetrated her pure flesh, shattering the gates of her virginity. Blood and tears of lost virginity spurted out simultaneously, leaving indelible marks on the snow-white, luxurious sheets. The fiery rod ravaged Amy's virgin orifice mercilessly, ignoring the weak woman's painful cries. Her fair neck, full breasts, and smooth, snow-white skin were covered in the old man's saliva and teeth marks. She couldn't believe her dreamlike first night had turned into such a brutal ordeal, like being slowly butchered on a slaughterhouse. Aimee's mind went blank; the excruciating pain in her groin felt numb. Her voluptuous body was tossed about with each of the rapist's violent thrusts, like a lifeless pile of flesh. She fainted. Aimee's senses returned only when Charlie ejaculated. The burning semen seared her bleeding wounds, making her cry out in agony. That sinful stuff had filled her body! She was no longer pure! Aimee wept bitterly. She struggled to push the old man off her, her entire body wracked with excruciating pain. Her once pure and flawless virgin lips were no longer intact, and her once tightly closed vulva was no longer as tight as before! It remained slightly open, from which gushed a pale red semen mixed with the blood of her deflowering. Her soft pubic hair was now a smear of thick blood. Aimee wept bitterly; everything had been in vain! In the end, she had lost everything! "How does it feel to become a woman?" Charlie gently stroked her shoulder. Amy disgustedly shook off his hand: "I'm leaving!" Charlie wrapped his arms around her slender waist and licked her earlobe: "How about one more time? We still have time!" Amy's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly glanced at the clock: 11:57! Impossible! She immediately checked her own watch, also 11:57! "How could this be?" What shocked her even more was seeing that Charlie's enormous penis had revived. "Help!" Amy immediately scrambled to her feet and tried to rush towards the door. "No! I can't let this vile penis enter my body again!" She tried to forcefully turn the doorknob, but Charlie had already grabbed her. He forcefully pressed Amy against the door, grabbed her thighs with both hands, and easily lifted her up. His hard, iron-like penis was already buried between her labia. He didn't thrust in immediately, but instead rotated it repeatedly. Aimee's body was suspended in mid-air, completely powerless. Charlie's hands loosened slightly, and his penis, which had been pressing against her labia, immediately plunged in, tearing open the newly healed vaginal walls again. Aimee screamed in pain. Charlie licked inside Aimee's ear with his tongue: "You are really beautiful, as beautiful as my wife... You know! When she agreed to marry me, I thought I was the happiest person in the world." "I still remember our wedding night, when I proudly tore off her hymen..." He released his hands, and Aimee's body fell down; his huge, fiery penis immediately pierced all the way into Aimee's body. Charlie ignored Amy's screams, repeatedly lifting her body and then letting go. His forceful thrusts, combined with Amy's weight, pounded deep into her womb with every stroke. "We'd just finished our honeymoon when she enlisted me in the army, making me a vanguard suicide squad in the Jupiter campaign. I was wholeheartedly committed to protecting humanity; yet, in my very first battle, I was already severely wounded." Amy groaned weakly, her juices flowing down their legs to the floor. She had given up resisting; she was slowly getting used to the pain. "I thought I was dead, and she thought I was dead too. So, on my sickbed, she made her final confession to her lingering husband. She never loved me! She married me only for my wealth; and sent me to the battlefield to die so she could gain the honor of being a martyr's widow. Just think, how attractive a rich, young, and beautiful widow would be. And… she wasn't a virgin!" Charlie pressed Amy down on the carpet, thrusting violently into her repeatedly. "She lost her virginity while selling her body. She deceived me so cruelly! Her anger dragged me back from hell! I didn't die! But… she died…" Charlie's voice choked, and his thrusts became less gentle. Only then could Amy…He gasped for breath. "It's ironic. She sent me to the battlefield, and I survived; while she stayed on Earth and lost her life in the Jupiter army's counterattack." His body trembled, and he erupted again deep within Amy's body. The two collapsed in front of the door, lying on the carpet stained with excrement. Charlie was still muttering to himself, "I'm not resentful! I'll take revenge myself!" He got up, gently picked up Amy, and laid her face down on the bed, as if he weren't tired at all. Amy, however, had no strength left and could only let him spread her legs again. "I'm going to find a virgin just as beautiful, greedy, cunning, and shameless as her, and teach her a lesson." Between Aimi's legs, she felt that nightmarish, fiery, massive rod again, but this time, the pressure wasn't on her muddy path, but on the bud behind her! An overwhelming sense of fear rose within Aimi! "No—!" Her voice was abruptly cut off by the fiery rod being forcefully inserted into her rectum. "I bought a magic potion from a Martian smuggler that will make my penis never fail, and sixty hours of time stored in a gold watch!" The massive rod thrust relentlessly to the very end, causing Aimi's choked screams to erupt. The pain was so intense that she clawed wildly with all her might, knocking over everything on the bedside table. She saw the open watch; the hands had only moved one-sixtieth of the way. "I've been with more than ten virgins, only you can compare to her beauty..." "Her greed," "Her cunning," "Her shamelessness"—she pounded the watch hard with each word. "In this room, three minutes is equivalent to sixty hours outside!" Charlie's terrifying laughter echoed in Amy's mind. She was in so much pain that she was about to faint, and all she wanted was to die immediately. "Don't worry! I'll let you go at twelve o'clock! Hahaha..." Amy finally fainted. Before her eyes closed weakly, she saw the expensive watch on her wrist: 11:57.

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