Red Light District Blues Ch. 1
Starring: Bella Thorne

Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Facial, Anal, Spank, Organized Crime, Drugs

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.



Miami, Florida

Slow bass beats boomed and shook as the music poured out from the large speakers. Loud dance music filled the room, offering the sound to create an atmosphere for the party commencing within the walls of a place known as Club Atlantis. Downstairs, the dance floor moved with the rhythm of the music, keeping the floor busy. The style of choice was the usual old inspired Synth Pop, a favorite in the local South Beach music scene. Club Atlantis sat on the edge of South Beach, just up north and past the hotels packed with tourists. The club itself had just opened a few years ago in 2012 and quickly had established a reputation as a throwback to the old ways Miami clubs used to be known for back in an older era.

Club Atlantis was known more for what happened behind closed doors rather than the neon lights casting a shade of blue and pink colors around the sign outside. Rumors had swirled around town that the club was a front owned by the Pendroza family though nothing could be proven apart from speculation. The name Pendroza had it's roots in Miami's underworld, going back to the 1980's when Miguel Pendroza had risen as a drug baron in the town. Now thirty years later, his remaining sons were still running the business that had become somewhat smaller from their father's heyday of having a cocaine empire. Martin and Manuel had become known as the 'Pendroza Brothers' in social circles. They were in their forties now as grown men but lived a lifestyle of grandiose playboys, following in the foot steps of their father back in the day.

After years of struggling from within the under belly of the city, the brothers found a way to reignite their father's legacy and carry the torch. Having been born into a drug cartel, a burden was put on their shoulders to climb through the chaos that their father had left to them. Miguel Pendroza's downfall was a major breaking news story over twenty-five years ago. At one time, the elder Pendroza was one of the biggest drug kingpins in all of Miami. The decline began with a major infiltration into the Pendroza Cartel, over a decade in the works by the DEA. It all ended with the arrest of Miguel Pendroza and a high profile trial back in 1992 that sent him away for the rest of his life. The verdict was guilty on counts of drug trafficking, racketeering and blackmail. The shock waves of the trial ignited an investigation into the local government council of Miami Beach, eventually ending with the mayor resigning after his links to organized crime had been exposed in the media.

Twenty five years later, not much had truly changed in Miami Beach except for the balance of power into other hands. Like any other big shot in the drug business, Pendroza's shoes as the main kingpin were soon filled by a new rising star. The status of kingpin changed every few years with no one lasting long at the top. It would be a long climb for his sons to re-establish their father's name in the criminal underworld. The Pendroza brothers spent the next two decades climbing their way up, but while maintaining a low profile to avoid making the same mistakes of their father before them. With the help of cousins and distant family, they eventually rebuilt the cartel of their father's name. Miami Beach was their domain, nothing unlike the days of the past apart from new faces.

Kurt Johnson was the man who's name went down on the line of ownership to Club Atlantis. Johnson was a middle aged man, a famed defense attorney who had a history with the Pendroza family. Anyone who connected the dots knew that the club served as a front for their criminal operations. Miami Beach was their playground, serving as the breeding grounds for their activities behind various fronts of clubs and restaurants. Though Kurt Johnson's name may have been down as an owner, anyone who kept eyes inside Club Atlantis knew he was never to be seen. The management of the club was ran by people connected to the Pendroza's, serving as eyes and ears. Everyone who was familiar with the club knew of what happened behind closed doors.

Among many people shuffling about on the dance floor was a special girl. Long stands of orange hair ran down, underneath a light pink colored top hat and a white jacket she was wearing over her chest. Down below, a short pair of white booty shorts covered her legs though black fishnet stockings were visible going down to her knee length, pink high heel hooker boots. When she pulled the jacket apart in a 'flash' style pose, she revealed a low cut top in white and pink stripes. A small heart shaped tattoo was visible over left shoulder, right around the straps of her shirt. The inside of the jacket matched in pink, but what made her truly stand out was the sparkling hot pink heavy mascara and eyeliner just under her eyebrows. A small gold septum piercing hung from nose with double ball points. A silver necklace was attached to her neck while glitter sparkled over her body. A friend of hers called out to her.



"Oh my god, Bella! That is so fucking hot!"

A photo was snapped from the cellphone of her friend of her flashing pose. Bella Thorne was partying it up in Miami Beach. Yesterday was her 20th birthday and now she was living it up large Monday night in the club scene. Going back to Miami for her birthday was her friend Donna's idea. The blonde haired girl was a long time friend of Bella's, going back to her days at Disney before she had left and embarked on this trip through the wild side. Bella had been described as a 'hot mess' in the past year due to her racy outfits and gossip rumors swirling around her wild lifestyle, but nothing was about to slow her down from having a good time. The sloppy glitter slathered over her upper chest sparkled as she stopped her hooker boots off the dance floor. Donna smiled, pulling Bella's hand as the former Disney star spoke up.

"God, this place is so much fun. I wish we would've came here together last year!"

"Yeah, I knew we'd have a good time at this place, that's why I wanted you to come!"

Donna's blue eyes could be seen in the distance as she pulled Bella's hand. The red haired girl started laughing in her signature odd laughter sound. Her boots stomped loudly over what was a blue and pink checkered tile floor under them. Going out to Club Atlantis after her birthday party was Donna's idea. Bella had asked her friend to find her a good place where she could go crazy and probably get laid before the night was over. This sleazy lifestyle had become all too common to Bella, but she didn't have any intentions of slowing herself down any time soon. She had all the money she needed to burn through the fast lane and never look back. It was worth it to cleanse herself of the squeaky clean image from her Disney days.

"Come on, I'm fucking thirsty. I want a drink, let's go to the bar and order something."

Bella spoke before letting go of her friend's hand. They marched their way through the club, heading towards the bar. In the distance, one part of the club was lit up in dark purple lights. Most of the array of various colors remained over the dance floor. Donna was wearing a similar outfit to hers, a purple tank top and black mini shirt with high heels and fishnet stockings. When they approached the bar, a man in a dark suit sat alone. Under his black jacket was a pink shirt, gold chains visible around his neck and a shiny gold Rolex watch. The girls didn't pay him any attention as they called for the bartender, Bella waving her hand around to get his attention.

"Hey, you there! Get me the hardest whiskey you've got, I want it straight up."

Donna waved her hand before speaking of her request for a drink.

"Get me the same, but I want you to fill it up with a lot of ice."

The bartender was a tall black man with a beard and mustache over his face. A yellow button up shirt was fitted over his chest. He gave the girls a nod before he replied.

"Hope you don't get too drunk before you've gotta make your money tonight. I imagine you girls are quite busy tonight out in the streets."

Donna's jaw dropped as the bartender turned around. Bella didn't seem to quite catch on with his words as she sat on the bar stool awaiting her order. Donna tapped her right shoulder, looking over as she spoke back to her friend.

"Oh my god, did you hear what he just said?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

When Bella gazed back at her friend, she was biting her lower lip and flashing her pearly white teeth. Donna appeared to be ecstatic or enthusiastically amused.

"He thinks we're hookers. You didn't get what he said, girl? He said something about us making money."

Bella dropped her lower lip and began to laugh. It was that distinctive slow laugh that only she was known for doing. When she finally stopped giggling, Bella glanced behind her shoulder to see if a certain admirer was still close by in the distance. When they had first arrived at the club, she had attracted a stranger who kept himself far away but in the same viewing area as her. Bella's first thought was that maybe the man had recognized her famous face, but after Donna's words she had something else on her mind. Sure enough, the man was still standing far away from her. A blue colored suit was over his body with matching pants. His face clean shaved just with a small mustache and cute curly black hair. The thought was now crossing into her mind of truly hooking, just to drive this man insane. When the bartender returned with their drinks, Bella tapped on Donna's shoulder.

"Pay for the drinks, I left my purse back at the hotel."

Donna rolled her eyes.

"Seriously!? I end up always paying for your drinks! For once, I'd like to see you buy your own goddamn drink for the love of god."

Letting out a sigh, the red haired girl glared back at her friend before yelling at her.

"It's my birthday, bitch! Do it for me!"

Again rolling her eyes, Donna knew it was better to just let this go rather than create a scene arguing with Bella. They were friends, but there were times like this where Bella could take advantage over her with little things like paying for drinks or the tab at a restaurant. Donna reached put her purse on the bar and proceeded to pull out some dollar bills and change to pay for their whiskey, all while Bella was busy downing the entire glass in one go. Her admirer was still starring at her from the long distance. It was almost as if she could feel his eyes, knowing that he had desire for her. When the bartender stepped away after Donna had paid, both girls sat there enjoying their drinks. All it took was a few seconds and Bella had already downed her liquor. She glanced back over her shoulder again and then giggled before speaking back up to her friend.

"You see him back there?"

"What?"

Bella laughed at Donna's puzzled face before replying.

"Look behind you. See that guy back there in the blue suit?"

Donna looked behind her shoulder while holding her drink among her right hand. She noticed the man, leaning up against the wall with his eyes locked directly on Bella. When Donna turned her head, she replied.

"Ohhhh, yeah. Kinda creepy back there, he's just starring at you."

Once again, Bella laughed at her friend's words.

"Well, what do you think? Maybe he wants some or do you think he probably recognizes me?"

Donna simply shook her head.

"What do you mean by that, Bella? He wants some of you, as in?"

Bella glared back at her friend with a smug grin over her face. The heavy pink glittery mascara around her eyes sparkled.

"Imagine we really are hookers. You think I could take him for all his money's worth in here?"

The blonde girl's jaw dropped as she gasped.

"Oh my god, you can't be fucking serious."

She began to laugh, unable to hide away that slow adorable laugh she was known for. Bella didn't quite understand why her friend seemed offended and surprised by such a statement. She responded to tease her friend.

"Why not? The bartender obviously thinks we're working street corners."

"That's cause we're dressed like sluts, you know? Anyone could've told us that."

Bella giggled once more. As Donna began tip her drink from the round glass, Bella glanced over her shoulder making sure the man was still there. The bartender's words had almost felt like a dare to her. If she could pull this off and seriously milk this guy for every last dollar he had, why not take the risk for the thrill? It wasn't like she really played up the clean, crisp image from her Disney days of the past. Bella loved to lead her lifestyle in the fast lane and now the thrill was getting to her to truly play a temptation to this man back there. While Donna was slowly drinking her whiskey, Bella tapped her shoulder. The dance music was still loudly playing throughout the walls of the club.

"He looks rich. How much do you think he would pay for me? I bet I could take him in the bathroom of this place."

Donna shook her head to her friend.

"It's not like you don't have enough money as it is."

"Yeah, but still. I think this is gonna be a lot of fun. Wait here, I'll be back later."

As she got up, Bella winked at her friend. Donna almost choked on her drink as she realized that her friend was sincere about this daring moment. It was true that Bella wasn't starving for cash like a true prostitute, even if she did dress like one. The Rolex watch and various bracelets over her left wrist were a clear sign to any naked eye that she was well off in the financial department. The thought of getting it on with a random stranger in a club like this was too much for Bella. Her imagination was running wild in desire. If she could pull this off and rob this sucker for his money, it would be spare change to go spending tomorrow with Donna. She pushed her right leg out before the left, walking in a seductive way as her high heel hooker boots clacked over the floor. The sound of her boots was muted due to the loud music blaring from among the dance floor. When she approached the man, a grin ran across her face. He looked back at her while Bella spoke in a seductive tone.

"Hey there, hot shot. I notice you've been watching me all this time. Do you like what you see?"

The man smiled back at her. From an up close sight, Bella could now see that he was an older man due to the wrinkles among his forehead, appearing to be of Latin descent. He appeared to be around his early to mid forties, but could've possibly been older. He raised his eyebrows before slowly nodding to her. Bella didn't give a chance to respond to her as she pulled apart her white jacket and flashed him her tight pink and white striped shirt.

"See anything you like here, honey? What's your name, hot shot?"

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for a whole minute, the man finally spoke.

"Alberto, and you?"

Bella raised an eyebrow, listening to his thick accent. She assumed he had to be an older man, so he couldn't have recognized her like someone in her own age generation would have. From the distance, her friend Donna was watching as the vocal exchange took place. The former Disney singer starlet was now smirking as she pulled her jacket and danced while answering him back.

"My name is Bella, so are you looking for a good time? You seem to like what I've got here."

Alberto was still smiling wide as she stopped dancing. There was something about his grin that came off almost sinister. Bella noticed up close that he had gold chains around his neck and matching gold rings over his left hand's ring and pinky fingers. From his appearance, he had the look of a player if one was going by stereotypes.

"Yes, you look like you can be a quick fix to cure my boredom. I've had my eye on you all night."

She giggled at his answer.

"Yeah, you've been watching me! I know, you wanna have some fun then, Mr. Alberto? You look like you've got some money, don't you honey?"

Her reply was amateurish, revealing that she didn't quite had much experience playing into the role of a prostitute. Bella had given it her best shot and when the man flashed his faded teeth to her, she knew it was on. He went for her hand, pulling her closer towards him. From behind back at the bar, Donna was on her second drink and nearly spit it out when she watched the action going on with Bella and this stranger.

"How about I pay you five hundred dollars to blow me?"

Bella raised her eyebrow, smirking before she shook her head to his words.

"No, you can do better than that. Give me twice that, and I'll let you fuck my brains out."

"So, one thousand dollars, that will do it?"

"Throw in an extra hundred and I'll let you cum all over my face. How about that?"

Alberto pulled at her hand, smiling wider than ever after her final offer.

"Espléndido, that's a deal then! Come on, let's go to the bathroom."

He replied with a word in Spanish, ringing through her ears. Getting fucked in a bathroom was nothing new for Bella. She understood Spanish quite well, having been taught fluently in her youth. She had been taken in public bathrooms before in the last few months, but never for the price of a man's money. Donna got up from the bar, running through the floor as she watched the man pull her friend away to go someplace. The blonde haired girl nearly fainted as she thought to herself: 'Holy shit, she's really gonna fucking do this'. When Donna stepped foot back near the dance floor, she let out a sigh and then gazed up to look at the ceiling. An array of flashing colors moved while the DJ was still busy at his work station pouring out the sounds of synth keyboards and bass beats. Upstairs from the railing, a woman standing in a yellow trench coat with dark hair could be seen. Donna caught eye of the woman standing tall, a cigarette hanging from her lips as she seemed to be gazing down and watching what went on down in the club.

Alberto had escorted Bella upstairs and behind the door of the west side V.I.P. entrance. She witnessed the transition as she had entered the inner area of the club, shuffling through men wearing expensive suits and women dressed just as raunchy as she was. If it weren't for the thrill on her mind of doing a nasty deed, she would've been thinking what was the purpose of these people behind the closed doors. When they walked past the lounge room, Bella noticed two men and a woman on their hands and knees using straws at a coffee table to inhale a pure white substance directly up their noses. She didn't pay it any attention until he pulled the door open and they entered a large men's bathroom. The walls were decorated in black paint with white marble floors. Past the urinals and near the sink, Bella saw a young man, busy as he leaned over with a rolled up dollar bill and snorting a line of cocaine. Alberto patted him on the shoulder to get his attention.

"Eh tú, get up."

The man raised his head, clearly appearing to be stoned from the look on his face. When he looked at Alberto, he pointed back to the door and spoke again.

"Get lost, payaso. I'll be done in thirty minutes and then you can come back and finish powdering your nose."

All it took was a menacing look from the older man to let the younger man know he wasn't playing around. The guy in the white suit was short and appeared to be younger, probably around Bella's age. He dropped his lower lip, clearing zoned out from the coke that went up his nose. When Alberto watched him walking out the door, now it was time to prepare. There was five large stalls there. He opened the door to the middle one and stepped in while calling out to Bella.

"If you wanna take a hit, go for it but don't waste my fucking time. If you want this money, you've gotta earn it, baby. I'm not a very patient man."

Though there was much seriousness in his tone of voice, Bella felt relaxed when she smiled back at him and he returned the smirk. She looked down over the sink, noticing the tray that had two lines of cocaine set up with a razor blade and a rolled up dollar bill close by. The temptation had overcome her, as she wasn't a virgin to the fast life of sleazy sex and hard drugs. From within the bathroom, Bella could hear a belt buckle come undone as she grabbed the rolled up dollar bill and leaned down, placing it towards her nose. She took her pink hat off, placing it on the sink as she brought the rolled up bill close to one of the lines and then slowly began to inhale.



The white powder substance went up her nostrils, instantly hitting her with a sense of numbness before she dropped the dollar bill.

"Ohhhh, fuck yeah! This is good stuff right here!"

The hit had made her face feel numbed as she raised her head and looked back into the mirror. Bella could care less how she looked, taking in a deep breath as she felt the coke beginning to kick in. After taking a deep breath, Bella then lowered her head down again and grabbed the dollar bill between her fingers. She finished the line, snorting it entirely as she then felt the coke kicking in to a greater effect. As she stood there and took another deep breath, she dropped the dollar bill once more before Alberto impatiently called out to her.

"I know I didn't just bring your slutty fucking ass back here to get high and forget about me in here waiting. Get in here and get down on your fucking knees! You're gonna have to earn my money, bitch!"

Maybe it was the effect of the coke going up her nose but Bella couldn't help but laugh at his words. She loosened the white jacket from over her arms and then stomped her high heel hooker boots loudly as she entered the stall. Alberto was standing in front of the toilet, his pants and underwear shoved down to reveal his hard cock. Bella got down on her knees for him and soon felt his hand go through her red hair as she grabbed his cock and began to stroke it with both hands. Her face and fingers were going numb from the coke before she had even placed her lips at the head of his swollen fat pole. Bella moved her hands away, unable to feel anything in them. When her tongue wrapped around his shaft and she sunk her lips over it. Alberto had been waiting for this moment, as she began to bob her head up and down. He groaned in pleasure.

"Ohhhhh yeah, there you go. Suck that fucking cock, you nasty puta!"

It didn't cross her mind of being called a whore in his Spanish word, Bella pushed her lips all the way down his cock to force the head to the back of her throat. She didn't waste any time sucking on his cock hard as she couldn't feel much in her fingertips or mouth. Thanks to the numbing from the cocaine, she couldn't feel his rod pushing down her throat. Alberto placed both of his hands in her red dyed hair and began to buck his hips hard, fucking her face with intensity.

"YES, YES!! TAKE MY COCK, YOU HUNGRY PUTA!! SUCK IT!!"

Slobber began to drip from the corners of her mouth as Bella felt him take over. This is what Bella knew referred to as 'skull-fucking'. He pushed her mouth all the way down until he felt the head of his dick pushing at the back of her throat. Bella's lips were buried in the bush of his ball hair, yet she couldn't feel a thing. The cocaine she had snorted must of been quite pure, as it's effect was stronger than she expected. Her eyes watered up, the heavy mascara and eyeliner around her eyes became runny yet she still couldn't feel it. Alberto pulled her hair back, releasing his cock from her mouth with a loud pop and strings of drool dangling down. Bella took a deep breath and looked up into his eyes before laughing. It was that usual slow laugh she always did. Alberto was breathing heavily as he looked down at her with a menacing face.

"Mmmmm, you like fucking my mouth, huh? You wanna fuck my mouth like a dirty whore, don't you? DON'T YOU!?"

Her words were enough to tempt him to do it again. Alberto pushed her mouth back down on his cock, forcing her to suck inch after inch as he was thrusting his hips forward.

"Shut up and suck my fucking cock, puta! You want my money, you gotta earn it! Use those nasty fucking lips for what they were made for."

Such aggression was spoken in his words but Bella found him to be amusing. Yet again, she couldn't feel anything in her mouth as he proceeded to ram his cock forward and back through her lips. She began to make various slobbering and sucking sounds as she choked on his long shaft.

"GWAK-GWAH-GWAK-GWAH-KAH!"

Strings of drool dangled, falling down to her pink and white striped shirt while her eyeliner became runny. The hot pink color smeared around her left eyelid before trickling down in a colorful tear drop while Alberto continued to face-fuck her. Over and over, he rammed his cock into her mouth as she took every inch of it. Bella could hear him grunting and moaning out, but the man didn't stop at all. From outside the bathroom stall, the door could be heard opening as someone stepped in.

"GWAK-GWAH-GWAK-GWAK-GWAH!"

"What the fuck is going in here?"

The sounds of Bella being skull-fucked had alerted whatever man had entered the bathroom. Soon, Alberto snatched her hair back to force his cock to pop out of her mouth. A flood of saliva ran out of her mouth, dripping down her chin and drenching her shirt. Alberto looked forward to see the same young man in the white suit had returned to the bathroom. The look over his face was clearly in a drugged haze of confusion. Gritting his teeth, Alberto yelled at the man.

"Didn't I tell you to get the fuck out!? Now, go! Get out before I break your fucking legs, hijo de puta estúpida!"

Despite having to catch her breath, Bella busted out laughing hard as she heard the older man's profanity in Spanish words. Alberto watched as the young man took off running, soon hearing the bathroom door re-open as he had clearly ran out. Her makeup was a wreck from the face-fucking she had endured but Alberto wasn't quite done with her yet. He moved his left hand out of her hair but kept his right hand down there to grip and pull her up. Taking a step backwards, he sat his naked ass down over the toilet seat and pulled her towards him before letting go of her hair.

"Come on, I want you to get on top of me so I can fuck you while I look at your face."

"Mmmmmm, I would love that."

"Yeah, that's cause you're a filthy little slut! Perra desagradable!"

She laughed slowly at his words while unbuttoning her booty shorts and shoving them down. All Bella had on was a pink thong underneath, soon pushed down to reveal her shaved clit, dripping wet and waiting for his hard cock. As she looked back at him with her makeup smeared face, she couldn't help but tease the man about his Spanish words back at her.

"I thought I was your puta? Come on, puta sounds sexier than calling me a slut."

"You've got earn me you're right to be called that, just like you've gotta earn the money in my wallet."

Yet again she giggled, feeling the high of the cocaine that went up her nose. Bella straddled his lap and sat down over him, gripping his cock to thrust herself downward over it. When his fat dick entered her pussy, she let out a soft moan. Her hands moved to the front of his suit, trying to feel a touch over the texture in her fingertips but yet she was still numb and couldn't feel a thing. Bella moaned as she felt him begin to thrust upward, his cock moving forward into her pussy and back.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! Come on, fuck me! FUCK ME!!"

Alberto's hands gripped her hips as he began to buck his hips as hard as he could, thrusting his cock forward and back into her tight pussy. Bella's long red hair began to sway, waving all around as she moved her hands to push her palms up against the walls of the bathroom stall while he was pumping his cock into her.

"OH MY GOD, OHHHHHHH FUCK!! FUCK ME, YEAH!!"

"Scream for me, pequeña puta!! SCREAM FOR ME!!"

The sound of their clothed bodies pushing up against one another could be heard as Alberto was fucking her with all the strength he had in his older body. Though Bella was lost in the pleasure of feeling his cock pump into her, she did notice that he had referred to her as a 'puta' again. She began to scream loudly, obeying his request.

"OHHHHH, OHHHHHHH YEAH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME, OHHH YEAH!! FUCK!!"

If not for the shirt containing her breasts, they would've been bouncing all over the place along with her hair. Bella couldn't believe it, but she was already close to reaching her climax and could feel it quickly approaching. She raised her head, looking up at the ceiling momentarily before closing her eyes and gasping before calling out.

"OHHHH, GOD! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEE!! OH MY GOD, YEAH!! FUCK ME, DON'T STOP!!"

Alberto grunted and slowed down, thrusting one final time into her as he felt her walls tighten up and release.

"FUCK!! OHHHHH, GOD!! THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, OH MY GOD!!"

Her juices flooded over his cock as her body had tensed up and released. Bella didn't know how the man was able to hold back from shooting his load within her, but Alberto was not finished just yet. He got up from the toilet seat, setting her down on her heels and allowing his cock to flop freely from her used clit.

"Come on, get back down on the fucking floor! You're not done yet, puta."

Bella almost wanted to kiss him for remembering to call her a 'puta' for what could've very well been the last time. When she looked down at his cock, she could tell he was ready to explode for her. She wrapped her left hand around his dripping cock, still unable to feel much in her fingertips.

"Clean that cock. Slurp your nasty, slutty juices off it."

Without saying a word back to him, Bella replied with her actions as she slid her numbed lips back down over his cock and began to suck it clean. After what seemed like a long time, Alberto finally smiled down at her as he began to breath heavily. 'Mmmmm', Bella moaned as she loudly slobbered over his shaft and licked up all her juices. When she was done, she pulled her lips off the head with a loud pop sound and then audibly swallowed her own cum. Alberto was impressed, evident from the grin across his lips. When Bella shoved her nasty lips up to the head of his shaft, he almost laughed feeling her kiss it. He reached his right hand down, gripping her hair from the back of her head and pulling her mouth away from his cock. Bella knew what was going to come next, he was about to blow his load all over her face.

"Look at me, puta!"

Her eyes connected with him as she watched him beginning to stroke his cock fast with his other hand while holding the back of her head. Bella stuck her tongue out, groaning an 'ahhhh' to tease him even further. His cock was aimed directly at her face, not about to spare her pale skin of his hot semen.

"You gonna cum for me, hot shot!? Are gonna fucking cover my face!?"

"Fuck yeah!"

He replied with a grunt, pulling her hair harder. Bella smiled, looking back into his eyes as she ran her tongue over her upper lip. She teased him again with nasty words.

"Are you gonna shoot that hot fucking load all over my face? Mmmmmmm, give me that creamy cum. GIVE IT TO ME!!"

"OHHHHHH, FUCK YES! HERE YOU GO, YOU NASTY FUCKING PUTA!!"

Just as he had yelled, Bella closed her eyes right in time as Alberto's swollen rod finally had exploded. A thick wad of cum went flying over her forehead and streaking into her red hair. Bella began to giggle, though she couldn't feel anything on her face. The effects of the cocaine were still strongly effecting her system. Another wad of cum went flying over her left eyelid, smearing with the runny makeup that had already been ruined tonight.

"Ohhhhh, fuck! Take that cum, you puta! You fucking earned this!"

"Mmmmmm, yes I did!"

She began to laugh, that same slow laugh that she always did. More cum went flying over her face into her hair but Bella still couldn't feel any of the warmness of his seed striking her face. When Alberto was finally done, he left her there on her knees over the bathroom floor. Bella was a dripping mess, her face slathered in cum. She swiped her left hand over her face, attempting to feel his cum in her fingertips. The feeling only changed when she fed her fingers to her mouth and swallowed a bit of his seed. After Alberto had pulled his pants back up to buckle up his belt, Bella soon witnessed him reach into the inner pocket of his blue jacket. He pulled out his wallet and began to move his fingers through hundred dollar bills.

"Alright, time for me to pay up for your services."

"I worked hard for this money, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did! I am even going to give you a couple extra hundreds, you've earned it."

Bella couldn't help herself. Playing the role of a working whore had been so much fun tonight. There she was on her knees, her face drenched in cum and her makeup ruined while this man counted out his money. Once he was done, he folded several hundred dollar bills and handed it to her.

"There you go, enjoy the tip."

He offered a smile before stepping around her and moving to the sink to wash his hands. Bella began to count out the money, flipping through fifteen times of neatly pressed hundred dollar bills, giving her a total of one thousand and five hundred dollars from this man. It was chump change to her, but she could do something productive with it. After the older man was finished washing his hands and left the bathroom, Bella got up from the floor and went to the sink herself. She needed several minutes to wash up her face and get ready to leave. The tray with the last line of cocaine was sitting there, teasing her to snort but she held off for now. Bella remembered that Donna was waiting for her downstairs and she had to get back to her friend and leave this club.

When Bella finally had come out of the bathroom, the younger man in the white suit brushed past her to return to the bathroom. She had wiped her face entirely clean, getting rid of the hot pink mascara and eyeliner she originally had. As she stepped away from the door, a woman stood tall in a yellow leather trench coat starring her down. A cigarette was positioned in the middle of her dark crimson lips, taking in a drag before puffing the smoke clearly into the air. Her face was clearly aged, revealing wrinkles from the corners of her forehead as her long black hair was pinned up in a pony tail. The former Disney starlet walked around, trying not to pay any attention to this mysterious older woman glaring at her. When Bella spotted the door to leave the V.I.P. rooms, she made a fast exit. The older woman continued to watch every movement of the younger girl, even after she had returned to her friend Donna downstairs. There was something about Bella that had caught the attention of someone in the management of Club Atlantis.

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Red Light District Blues Ch. 1
Starring: Bella Thorne

Codes: MF, MMF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Facial, Double Penetration, Drugs, Hooker, Organized Crime

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.



Miami, Florida

Darkness had faded over the city with the evening hours closing in to give breath to the night life that was slowly awakening. When the sky had turned into pitch black, it was up for the light to be cast from the various signs and buildings that flickered in old neon lights and cheap white lights through out the streets of North Beach. Within the seedy belly of the underworld, this was the dawning hours of for various businesses. Neon lights lit up a slew of cheap motels, strip clubs, and sex shops around several blocks. This was the place known as the 'red light district' by the word of mouth from those who had witnessed a new wave of urban decay slowly rotting the town's core into the dirty place it had become. 

Through the night, the street corners became occupied with various individuals almost as if they had owned a certain spot on the block. Some small time pimps liked to observe the streets, but they were never seen as the big fish out in the ocean of sleaze. The real pimps and madams collected their cash from the back of clubs or motels. It took less than a week for any hoodlum roaming the streets to learn that most of the run down motels were operating as brothels. Unsurprisingly, prostitution wasn't the only poison pumping through the veins of North Beach. Anyone who had a habit in the forms of smoking, snorting and needles could find their fix with a variety of dealers in town. Only those who had knowledge of underworld figures had a sense of where the drug flow was coming from. For anyone's vice, weather it was drugs or sex, they could find what they wanted quite easily around the district. 



The core building of several blocks stood tall with a pink neon sign in the shape of lips. It flashed in three motions, demonstrating a kiss. From above at the top of the building, a round piece glowed with bright white lights while blue and pink neon lines covered the exterior of the white walled building. In pink lights, the sign lit up with the words 'Sex World'. For every person who walked through the entrance, they were greeted with the flashing sign as if it were blowing a kiss to each customer. Sex World was a prominent strip club in North Beach, as it had already grown to the status of the largest and most successful strip club in all of Miami Beach. Behind the walls of the club, powerful people sat in the offices. A madam and two pimps were inside, running their businesses with a string of hookers who were on the streets and inside the club. 

Standing near a Stop sign, a red haired girl brought a cigarette to her lips and took a slow puff. As she blew out the smoke, a look of impatience had washed over her face while she stood waiting for some action to pick up at any minute now. Tonight was Bella Thorne's first night out in a new career. Leo had set her up as one of his street girls, just to test the waters of how much money she could bring in from fucking suckers looking for a quick fix. Bella wasn't bothered about being thrown out in the streets to begin. She figured that she was going to have to impress this man more than just being a famous name. Since she was just a street hooker under Leo, she was not allowed entry beyond the doors to the Sex World club. Leo had told Bella that she would have to earn a pole on the center stage of the strip club. Only his finest girls worked the clubs, where he was sure they would be earning a few thousand dollars off every customer. Bella may have impressed Leo and his boss Rafael, but now she had to truly work her way up the ladder of the business. 

From the corner, Bella stood tall in a pair of black high heels with fishnets covering her legs. A tight pair of Daisy Dukes style jean shorts covered were worn with a black thong visible due to being pulled up too high. All of this could be seen from her unbuttoned red sports jacket, as she had on nothing more than a pink bra. The jacket itself held much importance, as Leo had supplied her with it instead of letting her go out with a purse. There was large pockets inside where she carried a smartphone he had given her and she could store her earnings inside the pockets. Over her neck was that same metal razor blade necklace she always liked to wear, noticeable with the heart designed in the middle of the flat ornament. The same gold septum piercing was still hanging from her nose while her makeup was done with purple glitter mixed with her eyeliner. For once, Bella didn't wear her usual arm bands and various bracelets. Leo had told her that the more jewelry she wore, the easier a target she would be for a thief who may try to mug her. His warning was enough to make her reconsider wearing too much jewelry or anything gold over her wrists. Some excess glitter ended up on her chest, but Bella never minded the shiny coat whatsoever. She finished off her slutty attire with bright red lipstick, matching the red of her jacket. The cool air of the night flushed over her skin with a breeze of excitement for Bella.

Her outfit was enough to make any working girl a magnet for a police squad car that was prowling the streets. It was funny to Bella cause she usually dressed this way and never had a problem apart from paparazzi cameras taking photographs of her. There was nothing to fear, as this part of town had been ignored by the police. Miami Beach had a history of corruption within the department, as this was just another chapter in that tainted legacy. This was her first night out on the block, as she had already passed by other women who were walking the street in similar outfits. Still puffing on the cigarette, Bella wasn't as nervous as Leo seemed to believe she was. It was her first night out, but she was confident that she was about to make a good bit of money off some horny men needing service. So far in the past half-hour, Bella had witnessed a few cars drive slowly by the sidewalk with men peeling their eyes over the girls standing there. There was a black Lincoln car that had picked up a girl across the street, standing near the entrance doors to Sex World. 

Before she had stepped foot on the streets, Leo had went through various discussions with Bella about the price of her services. He had told her that most working girls used their own prices for sexual needs, encouraging Bella to draw the line of where she was comfortable with charging men. With her fading status as a celebrity, she liked the idea of having high prices though Leo was fast to tell her no. If she wanted to raise the cost of her services, she would have to work her way up to becoming a top whore inside the club. A street hooker had to be realistic with charging the male strangers who were to approach her for a quick fix. Such an opportunity soon presented herself as Bella watched a black Honda pull up near the curb. From inside the vehicle, she could see the white color to a button up shirt with a tie. Since the car had stopped and she seen the eyes of what appeared to be an older business man, the wrinkles visible from his forehead. Bella approached the right side door, clacking her heels loudly over the concrete beneath her shoes. It appeared that she had met a potential customer, he would be her first. When the window came rolling down, she smiled and leaned down to greet him with her voice speaking in a seductive tone. 

"Hey, looking for a good time, honey?" 

It was a generic thing to say, but Bella was relying on her charm alone to try and reel him in. The man gazed back at her with a cold face, difficult to read without an expression. His hair was white, the eyes were blue and he appeared to definitely be an older man in a suit. After a moment, he spoke back in a typical Florida accent. 

"Yeah, I'm looking for someone like you. Get in." 

This seemed too easy for Bella. The man had been observing the block and found what appeared to be his hooker of choice. She pulled the front passenger's door open and climbed into the stranger's car. Once the door was shut, Bella took a deep breath as the Honda pulled away from the block and now she was in a moving vehicle with a customer. He didn't look back at her, keeping his eyes on the road as Bella soon noticed a wedding band sitting on his left ring finger when she took a glance. Bella's imagination began to roam wildly in silence. Was he the type of man to cheat on his wife with prostitutes? Did he do this often? She would never know, for she wasn't about to ask any personal questions. 

"So, you were looking pretty cute on that corner. I haven't seen you out there before, what's your name?" 

"I'm Bella." 

He finally turned and smiled at her, flashing a sinister smile with his faded yellow teeth. 

"Pleased to meet you, Bella. You can call me Nate, that's my name. Now, how much do you normally charge for your services?" 

Now was Bella's moment to negotiate. She moved her lips into a smile, ready to play out what she had practiced for all day. 

"That depends on the kink, honey. What do you want me to do to you, Nate?" 

The man busted up laughing as he focused on driving. There was something about her voice that made him chuckle. 

"What do I want you to do to me? That's real funny, I like you already. You've got a good smile." 

"Thank you." 

He licked his lips, turning the steering wheel as they headed down a different block in distance from the club and where he had first picked Bella up. All she did was sit in the passenger's seat, gazing around and staying quiet. Bella was nervous, but she didn't want to say anything to give this man any clue about her tensions. Thoughts streamed in Bella's mind of her friend Donna and only a few days ago when she had tempted her back in the club. It was a funny thing to reconsider, tricking one man had led her down the path to now taking this role as a working job. Every few seconds, Nate would glance back at Bella studying her facial features. The car pulled into an alley way between two buildings creating ample space. When the wheels stopped turning, Bella knew what he was about to ask. Nate seemed to have made up his mind, judging by the new expression over his face. Once he shifted gears, he was ready to discuss business with her. 

"I know what I want from you now, baby. You've got nice lips, how much does a blowjob cost?" 

With the raising of his eyebrow, Bella knew now that this was her moment to try and reel in a solid amount of cash. She smiled at him, quick to reply. 

"You want me to suck you off, huh? That will be three hundred dollars." 

"Three hundred bucks for a blow job, sweet Jesus." 

She giggled softly while nodding her head. It was best not to try and push the limits justifying a price. Bella replied softly, ready to throw in a small offer to him to try and net herself a bonus from this man. 

"Yeah! If you wanna cum on my face, that will be an extra fifty, I don't mind." 

"I don't like making messes in the car. How much would it cost for you to swallow all of it up?" 

An interesting question had given Bella the advantage to raise up the price now if she wanted to. Since this was her first customer, she wasn't comfortable yet in negotiating a higher price, so she would settle just with the same amount she had previously offered to him. 

"It's the same price for a facial."

"Alright, I can afford that then." 

After replying, Nate reached down into his right side pocket and pulled out a black leather wallet. Bella watched as he counted out a total of six bills for fifty dollars each, rounding up to three hundred total dollars in cash. He then counted out two twenty dollar bills, throwing in a single ten dollar bill which would be for the extra. He took the bills out and folded then before placing them above the dashboard of his car. In the alley way, a light pole flickered from above, illuminating the darkness as Bella could see within the car. He never shut the engine of the car off, as this was to be a quick and easy fix before he left this part of town. Bella watched him unbuckle his belt and then slide his pants and underwear down in the seat. She twirled her tongue around her puffy lips as she looked down at his semi-hard pole.

"You ready to suck me off, baby?" 

"Mmmmmm, yes."

Nate reached out with his right hand, going to the back of her head as Bella soon felt him gripping her hair and shoving her down. 

"Earn that money, baby! Suck that fucking cock!!" 

She let out a moan before Nate's control had been shown. Bella didn't have time to react to anything the man was saying, as he quickly leaned her down towards his cock. With her lips parted, Bella twirled her tongue around his cock while her lips sucked on the first few inches. Nate was already in control, breathing heavily as the sound of his voice and the engine of the car could be heard. Bella gagged over his fat cock as he began to push her head up and down, controlling her movements. 

"Ohhhhh, yeah! That's it! Suck it, baby! You gotta earn my money, you little slut!" 

Bella found it somewhat difficult at first, since the man was in control of her movements. Nate gripped her red hair tighter, pushing her mouth up and down over his pole as he could hear her slobbering and sucking on it. She gagged at first, but since his cock wasn't as long as it was in fatness, Bella found it easy to devour his shaft and orally pleasure him. Soon, she felt him let go of her hair as she began to aggressively bob her head up and down. 

"That's it, that's it! Suck it, you nasty whore! Yes!!" 

The more she slobbered over his cock, Bella felt the wetness developing with her own mound beyond her daisy dukes shorts and behind the black thong she had on underneath. Giving a blow job from the passenger's seat of the car was a difficult position, as she wished so dearly that she could shove one of her hands down to finger her own dripping clit. Since his hand was no longer in her hair, Bella focused all her efforts to quickly pump her lips up and down his fat cock. Over and over, she sucked him as if she were competing with any other working girl on the block that he could've picked up besides her. 'Mmm, mmmm, mmmmm' Nate raised his head, closing his eyes as he began to cry out. For an older man like this, Bella was amazed how easy she was already pushing him beyond the point of no return into a climax. She originally figured it would take more effort than just quickly slobbering on his pole. 

"OHHHHHH, GOD! YES, YESSSSS!! Make me cum, you little whore!" 

Nate opened his eyes, bringing both of his hands down to the back of her head now to hold her in place. Bella knew he was about to blow his load and give her a mouth full of spunk. She heard him grunt as she pushed her lips all the way down to the base of his cock. For this position, Bella refused to let go. She wanted to taste his cum just as much as she desired that money sitting on the dashboard above. 

"OHHHHH GOD! YEAH!!" 

Just as he yelled loudly, Bella tasted his hot creamy seed spilling into her jaws. She swallowed it down as fast as she could, just as she was greeted to more cum washing around in her saliva. Nate ran his fingers through her long red hair, letting out several whimpers and soft cries as he was experiencing his orgasm. After a whole minute, he finally moved his hands away from her hair and Bella knew she could raise her head back up. Her lips made a loud pop sound as they came off his swollen cock. She closed her lips shut and then glanced at Nate, looking at the exhaustion over his face as she swallowed his cum and let him see the movements in her throat. Bella then parted her lips, demonstrating to him that she had cleaned her oral hole by swallowing all of his cum. Nate didn't say a word at first, the old man just gazed back at her before nodding his head. 

"That was great. You're a pretty good whore, Bella. You know how to use your mouth, I like that." 

"Thank you!" 

"Take the money and get out of my car, see you around." 

That was it, not another word spoken to him. Bella reached across the dashboard and collected up the folded bills while Nate was pushing his pants and underwear back up. As she began to open the passenger's door, she heard the metal piece of his belt buckle clanking. She stepped out of the vehicle, feeling the night's cool breeze hit her once more as her left heel splashed over a puddle of water in the pavement. Once she walked away from the black Honda, Bella opened up one of the inside pockets of her jacket to shove the money in as she watched the car speed out of the alley way as her first customer from hooking had disappeared within seconds. Wham, bam and thank you ma'am, those were the only three words she could think of in her head after a fast blow job with the old man. Still tasting the cum in her mouth, Bella decided to go around the block to a motel to get a bottle of water to wash her mouth out before she returned to work waiting on another customer. 

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1 HOUR LATER

A row of light poles was visible among most of the streets. Bella had soon realized this after she had walked the block a few times. Where there wasn't a pole near the streets, there were signs for the cheap motels that were always open around midnight. Some of the signs had busted lights, others were flickering and needing obvious repairs. Bella observed everything with her eyes as she took her walks, watching the other working girls that were near by. Some of them waited at places while others walked the blocks, hoping to come across any passing car. Bella decided to make her way back outside the Sex World club, knowing that she would still have that spot right across the street near the Stop sign where her first customer had discovered her over an hour ago. 

Near the Stop sign, Bella had been greeted to a duo of older women who had taken over the block. They wore matching latex dresses, one in red and the other in white. One of the women had dyed platinum blonde hair and a busty chest, the other had brunette hair and what looked like an enhanced busty figure. When Bella tried to stand near them, they were quick to tell her in vulgar words to leave. She realized quickly that it wasn't worth arguing with them, for they had probably owned that corner of the street for a long time given their obvious older ages. Bella walked back across the street to the front doors of Sex World. As she stood near the club, she reached into her red jacket to take out a cigarette and her lighter. She lit up a quick smoke before walking the corner, her heels clacking in the rhythm of flickering white lights on the wall. 

Bella couldn't help but wonder what Leo was doing inside the walls of the club. She checked the cellphone he had given her, clearly showing no text messages or anything. For his lack of supervision, she was somewhat angry with him. All he had done was give her tips and a good prep talk before letting her loose on the streets to make some money. Before she went out, Leo told her that if an opportunity for her came up tonight, he would call her if he needed her. More than anything, she wanted to tell him about her first customer, but she didn't want to send a text message or reach out to him. Maybe he would truly call her back if he had an opportunity for her, at least Bella could hope. From behind her, bright lights were slowly approaching. When she turned around, Bella was blinded by the rectangular lights to a DeLorean DMC-12. The cigarette fell from the right corner of her lips, but she wasn't bothered by losing it. The car slowly pulled up to the sidewalk, the left side window rolled down quickly as a voice called out to her. 

"Hey you..." 

From beyond the windshield, Bella couldn't see a face though she heard the low pitch of a man's voice. She stepped over to the car, approaching the front passenger's side door where she leaned down and looked into the vehicle. Before Bella could speak a word, the man was quick to call out to her. 

"You look like my kind of girl, you wanna go for a ride?" 

Bella smirked. The man appeared to be around the same age as her but a bit older. His face was completely clean with short black hair and a pink shirt. From her first guess, she figured he had to be someone born into a family with deep pockets. The car alone made him look like someone who was either a drug dealer or that he enjoyed the fun ride of the fast life. 

"It costs money to take me out for a ride, honey. Are you willing to pay to play with me?" 

Laughter crackled from the man's voice. He nodded his head, seemingly impressed with her demeanor. 

"Don't worry, I've got plenty of cash to play with you. You wanna make some good money with me, baby?" 

"Yeah!" 

He smiled and then motioned his finger for her to step back. Bella didn't know what he meant by pointing his fingers, but soon the passenger door came rising up and she was forced to step back in shock. Though she had witnessed the DeLorean cars before, Bella had forgotten about the doors opening upward. 

"Go on and get in, we're gonna fucking party baby!" 

His words were enough to tell Bella that she was about to make her second customer of the day. She climbed into the car, shutting the door and soon, he was speeding off the sleazy streets. Bella didn't utter a word at first, as she breathed in the scent of a cherry air freshener within the car. After a moment of him driving, the man was ready to talk with her. 

"What's your name, baby?" 

"Call me Bella, please. And you mister, what should I call you?" 

The man turned to her and gave a smug grin. 

"Call me daddy, baby." 

Bella starred back into his big brown eyes, not sure what she wanted to say in response. He didn't give her a name at all, just 'daddy' as he preferred. At least she wasn't dealing with another horny old man who just wanted a blow job before dumping her out on the streets. It seemed this man could be a good earner for her to make some serious money about now. She licked her lips, replying back to him. 

"Where are we going, daddy?" 

"Back to my place, I've got a condo across from here. We're gonna party, just you and me, Bella." 

"Mmmmmmmm, I like the sound of this already." 

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The ride was short, lasting just around twenty minutes before the DeLorean car pulled through a dark drive way and to a beach side condo. Bella wasn't sure where he had taken her, except that it was a location north-east of where she had currently been wandering through the streets. She didn't get much time to study his home, as the man who preferred to be called 'daddy' was quick to bring Bella upstairs to his bedroom. She couldn't help but make assumptions up in her mind, as she truly believed he was some spoiled young man who had probably never worked a job in his life. The conversation about a condom had come up, as Bella had a handful of them in her jacket that she had brought for use. The man reassured her that he wasn't going to be 'wasting a good load' inside of her, as he put it in words. His habit was easily revealed to her eyes, as she noticed a silver tray with a bag of white powder spilling open. A razor blade and two metal straws were sitting there, just enough utensils to tell her that cocaine played a prominent role in his lifestyle.

Across his bedroom, there were several portraits hanging on the wall of various obscure paintings. Bella didn't know what to make of the art, some of it appeared to be vintage paintings of buildings and flowers. The bedroom itself was painted with white walls, a large bed with black sheets and then a massive flat screen television on the opposite wall with a number of video game consoles down below. Bella sat on the bed while the man leaned over the table with his white powder and snorted a whole line directly up his right nostril. To have to sit there and witness this man fuel his habit, Bella couldn't help but think of the desire inside of her for a line herself. Either way, she had to initiate this deal to suck him dry of his cash. She licked her lips watching him raise his head up as he was now standing tall and taking a deep breath. 

"Daddy?" 

Bella called out to him, watching as he gazed back to her and then grinned. 

"Yes, baby?" 

"When are we gonna party? I know you can't wait for me to take my clothes off." 

At first it seemed the man was going to ignore her as he brought his straw back down over the tray. His head leaned down to take another quick snort to send more of the powdered substance up his nose. While he was preoccupied, Bella took her red jacket off and neatly placed it on the floor below. Her heels stepped over the floor, stomping loudly as she stood in nothing more than her pink bra and daisy dukes shorts. When the man finally gazed back at her, he grinned and finally set down the metal straw. Now that Bella had his attention, she placed her hands on her hips and turned her head to the side while speaking. 

"So, what do you wanna do with me, daddy? You haven't forgotten that it's gonna cost you in cash, right?" 

His face snarled and then he yelled back at her.

"Of course I haven't forgotten! Don't be a fucking smart ass to me!" 

Just like that, his entire attitude had completely changed. Maybe it was the effects of the coke, Bella wasn't sure at first. The one thing she did know was that this was a man with a temper and she didn't want to anger him. If he was going to be dominant, she knew just the way to submissively play with him now. 

"I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to anger you off like that. It's just, you know I've gotta make some money, that's all. If I don't make anything tonight, my pimp won't-" 

Cutting her off, the man spoke.

"Don't worry about that, I'll pay you after we're done. I'm sure it's gonna cost me a bit with everything I wanna do with you. If you're a good girl, I'll even give you a nice tip." 

"Well, what all do you wanna do with me, daddy?" 

He chuckled, giving Bella the impression that he must have found it amusing hearing her call him 'daddy' repeatedly. Licking his lips, his eyes looked back to her and then he replied. 

"I wanna fuck all three of your holes and then cum on your face when I'm done."

Bella smirked, already calcuating just how much money she could milk from this man. 

"Oh that's fine, daddy. The cost for all of that is-"

Growling the man, moved face to face with her and then raised his hand with his index finger to shush her while yelling.

"Shut your fucking mouth, whore! I don't wanna hear you talking about money right now, you hear me? It's my money, you'll shut the fuck up if you want to get paid at all. We're about to get started, right now." 

Her smile quickly faded off into a frown. 'Oh great, this guy snorts a little coke and then becomes an annoying asshole, I just hope he pays me well so I can get the fuck out of here.' Bella silently spoke to herself in her mind. He brought his hands up, cupping her face as he then softly kissed her forehead, ready to utter his first command to her. 

"Take your clothes off for me, baby. Let's get this show going, this is our party." 

When he moved his hands away from her cheeks, Bella smirked and then brought her hands down to unbutton her daisy dukes styled shorts. He stepped back from her, returning to his table where the cocaine was awaiting him. Turning her back to face him, Bella pushed the shorts down while she heard the metal straw clanking up against the tray and then the sound of him snorting another line. After she stepped out of her shorts, she brought her hands back and slapped both of her ass cheeks tucked between the thong she was wearing. 

"That's a fine fucking ass right there, baby!" 

His voice alerted her, but Bella wasn't afraid of him. It was funny to her that her second customer had an attitude clearly demonstrating his authority over her, but even more comical was that she had no idea what his name was. He was simply 'daddy' to her and that was it. When she undid the strings holding her bra over her augmented tits, she soon heard his voice calling out once more in excitement. 

"Turn around and show me those tits, I gotta see 'em right now!" 

Bella smirked, stepping around to reveal to him her tits and pale skin. She stood in nothing but the black thong now, but his eyes remained centered over her breasts. The gold piercings she once had over her nipples had been removed in the previous days. Bella placed her hands up on her tits, squeezing them as she let out a soft moan and then gritted her teeth to give him a classic slutty look. 

"Mmmmmm, you like what you see, daddy?" 

"Yes I do, baby. Ohhhhhh, yes I do." 

The glitter that had been messily applied over her chest shined, but didn't seem to bother the man at all. Bella slipped her hands down, pushing her thong down to finally become naked before him. As she stepped out of the thong, Bella wasn't sure what part of her body he could maintain his focus on. His eyes constantly shifted between her breasts down to her shaved and wet pussy that was awaiting him. Eventually he smiled and pointed his index finger over to the bed. 

"Get up on the bed baby, I want you on all fours."

From a command like that, Bella couldn't help but assume that he wanted to begin with fucking her in doggy style. She had hoped he let her suck him off first, but it was no use in arguing with him after he displayed his temper to her moments earlier. The customer was always right anyway, so it didn't matter. Facing the bed, Bella did exactly as she was told, climbing up on all fours as her knees and hands pushed down into the black blankets hugging the sheets underneath. Once she had climbed onto the bed, the man seemed pleased with her actions but didn't utter a word. Bella could soon hear him taking his clothes off, but she was unsure of how to tease him with her filthy words. With a moment of consideration, Bella licked her lips and then called out to him in a slutty tone. 

"I'm so wet for you right now, daddy..." 

"I'm almost ready, baby girl. Just give me another minute." 

She could hear a zipper being tugged down as he undressed himself. It only took a minute and a half and the man was ready for action with Bella. Before he approached her, he went back to the little table where his supply of coke awaited him. Bella turned her head and watched him grab a vial of white powder and one of the metal straws before he walked towards the bed where she waiting him in her position on all fours. 

"Nothing beats snorting a line right off the ass of a beautiful whore like you, baby." 

His words caused Bella to begin laughing in that usual voice that she always did. Her laugh was famous for it's slow crackle, causing the man to speak again. 

"What's up with that laugh? You sound like a fucking dying fish or something." 

Bella couldn't stop herself from laughing even harder. She knew that her laugh was often the source of comedy within Hollywood, but that seemed like a long time ago at this point. So far tonight, two customers had not recognized her whatsoever, not even this man. She soon felt the powder white substance between the crack of her ass, following by the cold metal of his straw. 

"Ohhhhhh, god. Are you about to snort a line from my ass, daddy?" 

"Yes I am, baby girl. Ohhhhhh, yes I am!" 

Just after he was done speaking, Bella soon felt the straw raking between the crack of her ass before finding a spot. A small bit of the cocaine had trickled down the crack of her ass, soon inhaled up the left nostril of the man's nose as he slowly moved the straw steadily between her ass cheeks and to a small hill of powder waiting for him at the top. 

"Oh my god! You're so naughty, daddy!" 

She called out in a sensual voice. It wasn't the first time in her life that a man used her skin for snorting coke, but Bella found this particular moment to be one to cherish in sexy memories. Though she couldn't see any of it, she felt every bit of the straw against her skin and was now left bewildered without a line. Bella didn't want to ask him, afraid that it may provoke his rage, but she so desperately wanted a hit of his cocaine. If he could afford a home like this and a fancy car, she could only imagine that he paid top dollar for his drug habit and hopefully his hookers too. 

"Push your legs together, baby girl." 

Once again, Bella took notice of him referring to her not as baby, but 'baby girl'. She did as she was told, obeying his command to push her legs together and force her tight plump ass to stick straight up. She wasn't sure which hole he was going to fuck first, but her pussy was an obvious first guess. A laugh was heard as the man spoke to her from behind. 

"You know what happens first for a cute slut like you, baby?" 

Bella moaned, playing along with his dirty talk by replying in a soft voice. 

"I'm not sure daddy, tell me." 

"Daddy fucks 'em right in the ass, that's what!" 

Before she could gasp, Bella felt the head of his cock pushing between her ass cheeks trying to find her dark little hole. She was surprised and feeling a tad bit neglected since her pussy was glistening from the wetness, but it was his choice which hole he wanted first. When the first few inches of his thick rod slid into her, Bella closed her eyes and clutched the dark bed sheets beneath her as she began to moan aloud. 

"Ohhhhhh, yeah!" 

"Scream for daddy, baby! Scream for me!!" 

Gasping in a cry, Bella bit her lower lip and whimpered as she felt every inch of his long rod sliding into her. Since she didn't to get set her eyes on it first, she was just now realizing how massive his cock was. 

"OHHHHHH, YESSSSSS DADDY! YESSSSSS!! FUCK ME IN THE ASS, DADDY OHHHH YEAH!!!" 

The man went slow, spreading his legs out as he was clutching the empty vial and coke straw both between his left fingers. He bucked his hips, slamming his cock into her ass back and forth as Bella screamed in excitement and spread her nails over the bed sheets under her. 

"OHHHHH, OHHHHHHH YEAH! MMMMM, FUCK MY ASS DADDY, YES!!" 



"Damn, your ass is so fucking tight, baby girl! You like that?" 

"YESSSSSSS!! JUST LIKE THAT!!" 

Bella expected him to slap her ass like most men enjoyed to do, but she never once felt his hand striking down over her firm pale skin. He continued to ram his hard dick into her back door tunnel, over and over. Each time he made a full thrust, his balls slapped against her ass cheeks. 

"You like that, baby girl!? Ohhhhhhh, god!!"

"YES, YES, YESSSSSSSSSS!!" 

Nice and slow, he didn't stop pounding his cock into her lovely ass. Bella didn't want to what to expect from this man, since cocaine was a drug that brought out a different side of every person. The man eventually stopped, sliding his rod out from her ass and then Bella wasn't sure which hole he wanted next, but he was quick to order her. 

"Turn around for me, I want to look at your face while I fuck you." 

"Mmmmmmmm, yes daddy!" 

Never once did Bella forget what nickname he desired her to repeat back to him. It still was stinging in her mind that she had no idea what his name truly was, but with her job, it didn't matter as long as she was getting paid. He dropped the empty vial and metal straw to the bed. She felt his hand reaching up to snatch her hair up as she began to turn around and lay on her back. 

"Just like that, baby! Yes, lay down for me. That's it..." 

From the grip of his right hand among her hair, the man had complete control now. Bella looked up into his eyes while roaming her hands up her body and over her perky tits. She squeezed them while letting out a soft moan. His left hand moved down to her chest, marveling over her skinny and firm body. Bella spread her legs, wrapping them around him as the fabric of her fishnet stockings grazed over his skin. As he began to slide his cock into her, he spoke up. 

"I don't know where, but I swear I have seen you from somewhere." 

'Oh shit, this mother fucker might actually recognize me. That's just fucking great.' Bella quietly spoke in her mind, hoping that he wouldn't guess her name. His words had raised the fear in her, but she couldn't allow her mind to be clouded with thoughts of her past. This wasn't the place and definitely not the time to be thinking about her former status in fortune and fame. She licked her lips, gazing back into his eyes as the head of his cock was now poking between the folds of her wet pussy. She thought of something quick, not wanting to reveal her true identity to this mysterious man.

"You've probably seen me before around a few clubs before, daddy." 

A grin formed on his face, flashing his teeth. Bella knew that all she had to do was refer to him as 'daddy' and that would be enough to cool his brain down. He licked his lips and slide his cock further into her pussy, watching the expression change over her face. The first thing Bella did was gasp, feeling his length inside of her. It was time yet again, to tease him with some filthy language. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, my god daddy. Your cock is so fucking big, it's gonna bust my pussy open so hard." 

"Yes it is, baby girl. I'm about to fuck you so hard, you're gonna be screaming so loud your voice will go hoarse. You hear me?" 

"Yes, I heard you, daddy." 

Closing her eyes, Bella let out a soft moan as she felt the first few thrusts of his cock. Her nipples were hardened, pushing between her finger tips as she squeezed them. It was a small window of time to enjoy this lovely moment before the real fucking began. When she felt his hand pull her hair, that was the sign to tell her it was time to reopen her eyes and look back at him. Bella licked her lips, crying out as she yelled to him. 

"Fuck me, daddy! Bust my pussy wide open with your big dick! FUCK ME!!" 

His fingers dug deeper into her hair, just as Bella squeezed her tits harder. His cock began to pump quickly into her clit. Bella braced herself, taking in heavy breaths as she continued to look back into his eyes. The man listened to her moan, whimpering and crying out to him while his cock exploring the tightness of her inner walls. He pulled her hair tighter and then spoke to her in a commanding voice. 

"Scream for me. I want to hear it, baby girl. Fucking scream for me, RIGHT NOW!!" 

"OHHHHHHH, GOD!! OHHHHHHH, GOD DADDY!! YESSSSSSS, FUCK ME!!" 

Her first screams may have seemed a bit exaggerated, but Bella kept eye contact with him to remain convincing. He leaned down, watching as she removed her hands from her tits. She expected him to glance down at her breasts, but the man refused to look away from her face. Over and over, Bella felt his hard cock pumping into her pussy harder and faster. The bed began to make various noises, all from the fucking he was giving to her hooker body. 

"OHHHHH, GOD! YESSSSSS!!" 

"Scream for me, baby! Daddy wants to hear you!!" 

Bella closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she pounded the palms of her hands down into the sheets and raked her nails across them. His cock was still pounding into her pussy as she parted her lips and yelled to him at the top of her lungs. 

"YES, YES, YESSSSSS! FUCK ME DADDY, OHHHH YEAH!!" 

The grip he maintained in her hair loosened a bit, as it was the only sign that Bella had that he truly was satisfied with her words. She listened to the sound of the bed wobbling back and forth, creating a solid bass-like rhythm to go with her loud moans. Despite the boob job she had, Bella's tits were bouncing back and forth from the sheer pressure of his hard fucking. 

"JUST LIKE THAT, OHHHH YEAH! FUCK ME DADDY, OHHHHH FUCK!! GIVE IT TO ME, DADDY!!" 

When Bella opened her eyelids once more, she was greeted to his smug grin across his face. The man didn't say another word, as once again he seemed to be even more satisfied with constantly being called 'daddy' repeatedly. She was already on the urge of her orgasm, his hard cock still pumping back and forth into her. Bella whimpered, closing her eyes when she felt his hand tighten back up in her hair and pull her head to look at him. 

"Open your eyes and look at me, baby girl!!" 

He tugged her hair again, just as Bella had opened her eyes and looked at him. The expression over her face was enough to tell him that she was almost to the point of her climax. Bella almost wanted to expect him to slow down, but he didn't. Pound after pound, he continued to fuck her pussy as she gritted her teeth before howling out to him. 

"FUCK, FUCK, OHHHHHHH GOD!! I'M SO FUCKING CLOSE, DADDY!!" 

"What's that!? Daddy is about to make you cum, baby girl!?" 

"YES, YESSSSSS!! MAKE ME CUM, DADDY!! OHHHHHHHH, YEAH!!" 

Never once did he slow down, his cock was still pumping into her clit as fast as he could possibly buck his hips forward. When her time came, Bella felt the walls of her pussy begin leaking out before they burst with a coming explosion. Even through her orgasm, the man still managed to pump his shaft hard into her. Laughter crackled as she closed her eyes and became lost in the climax of her pleasure while he finally moved his hand out from her hair. She felt his cock pulling free from her pussy, now offering her first chance to actually capture it in her vision once she opened her eyes again. 

"Holy shit, you came pretty hard. Too bad I couldn't feel it, but you made a fucking mess on my cock." 

He laughed again while Bella had opened her eyes. When she finally glanced down to take her first sight of his cock, she couldn't believe how long and erect he was. Her juices covered every inch of his rod, dripping to the floor. He had yet to cum, as Bella usually expected a man who could fuck her that hard, to end up emptying his load inside of her. She soon heard his fingers snapping and then he commanded her. 

"Get down on the fucking floor and clean daddy's cock, baby girl." 

His words offered her barely any time at all to recover from such a heavy orgasm she had just experienced. Bella leaned up, pushing her hands at the edge of the bed as she slowly began to rise back up. He reached his hand down, snatching her hair back up to capture her attention with a whimper. 

"I said get down on the floor. My cock is all dirty, you're gonna fucking clean it." 

The grip of his fingers tugging into her red hair once more was an awakening, as Bella nodded her head and moaned. 

"Yes, daddy." 

Her knees hit the floor, but he refused to move his hand from the back of her head. Bella was now wondering about his words, since he had mentioned that he couldn't feel her orgasm. His cock was long and erect, an excessive length in inches. All it took was one look at his pole and then she realized how he was able to push her to the limit so easily out of his size alone. Her assumption was that the drug he snorted up his nose had possibly made him harder, while also numbing his swollen pole. Cocaine had different effects, always depending on the person as Bella had learned some time back. The combination of a massive cock like this and a drug to numb him, made this man a challenge with his dominance. She brought her puffy lips to the head of his cock, kissing it as she slid it between her lips and began to suck up her wet love juices from it. As she was slobbering over his rod, 'daddy' decided to push her head down further to see how far she could take his cock without choking. 

"That's it, good girl." 

Bella took every inch of his cock, feeling it slide down to the back of her throat until she finally gagged and her eyes watered up. The man didn't feel to feel anything but he was quick to speak up. 

"What's wrong, baby? Is daddy's cock too much for you?" 

She gagged, her eyes watering to the point that her heavy eyeliner began to smear a bit over her right eye. When he laughed, Bella felt determined to prove him wrong. This was by far, one of the longest shafts she had ever felt in her holes. Bella knew that if she could take up the ass and in her clit, then she could also handle this massive snake with her mouth. Bella pushed her lips all the way down to the base, taking every bit of his hard cock. The man watched her from above, gazing down at her as he noticed her lips were buried into his thick ball hair. 

"Nice one, baby girl. You love slobbering on daddy's cock, huh?" 

He tugged at her hair, pulling it to watch her lips sliding up the length of his rod. Bella shoved her tongue over the underside of his pole and moaned against it while he was slowly sliding it free from her lips. 'Mmmmmmm', she moaned trying to get a reaction out of him to see if his dick was truly numb. When his cock came from her mouth, a pop noise was heard while her juices had been replaced with ropes of saliva. Bella licked her lips and looked up into his face to answer him. 

"Yes, daddy. You've got a big fucking cock, I love choking on it." 

His teeth flashed with a smug grin as he was jerking his cock in front of her. He had let go of her hair to wrap his right hand around his pole. 

"You love choking on this cock, baby girl?" 

"Mmmmm, yes I do daddy." 

Bella nodded her head like an obedient slut.

"Put it back in your mouth then." 

Twirling her tongue around her lips, Bella watched as he placed his hands at his hips and then awaited her to make a move. This was her moment to actually do something in control for a change, such an event that Bella was quick to take advantage of. Her lips slid down his shaft as she moved her hands down to play with his balls. The fingers of both of her hands playfully tapped and grazed over the skin of his nuts while she began to bob her head up and down his long cock. It wasn't the first rod she had slobbered over during the night, but certainly was the biggest so far. There still wasn't a moan to be heard from the man's voice, he just stood there in silence watching her work her lips down and up his massive shaft. 

"Keep going, just like that. Daddy's perfectly happy right now, you're doing great." 

There still wasn't a single moan to be heard from among his voice. Bella couldn't imagine how this man managed to get his rocks off being so high and numb that he couldn't experience all the pleasure. It didn't matter to her, as she could at least taste his shaft herself. Over and over, she worked her lips back and forth sucking his cock. 'Mmmmm', she moaned against his shaft again while her lips were making various slurping and slobbering sounds. Bella eventually moved her hands away from his balls down below, letting her fingers touch the floor below while she was still concentrating all her efforts on sucking his lengthy pole. Eventually, the man whom she had only known as 'daddy' brought his hand down to grab his cock and pull her lips apart from it. When his rod was pulled free from her mouth, a few strings of saliva were dangling from Bella's lips.

"Nice, very nice baby. Damn, you got my cock all nasty now, blow some bubbles for me with that spit." 

As he began to wank his cock slowly in his hand, a thick role of saliva squeezed between his fingers was dangling back to Bella's lips. It was an odd request, but she knew customers would have various fetishes for her to fulfill. With her lips barely parted, Bella looked up at him as strings of drool hung from both corners of her lips and she began to loudly gargle her saliva into small bubbles that came spilling from her mouth. 



A small string dripped from her chin as she now realized he was jacking himself to preparing for finally blowing his load. Licking her lips one final time, Bella looked up into his eyes to speak. 

"Are you about to cum for me, daddy?" 

"Yes I am, baby girl!" 

His left hand reached behind her to grip the back of her hair and hold her in place. Bella closed her eyes as she felt the pressure of his hand pulling her hair to hold her head up. She could've guessed earlier tonight that she was going to end up getting a facial by one customer. Already, she almost knew from the beginning this was the kind of man that would want to blow his load all over her face and soon she was about to enjoy this filthy pleasure of having her face drenched in cum. 

"Almost there, almost..."

"Mmmmm, cum on my face, daddy! Cum for me, yes daddy! Yes!!" 

"OHHHHHHH, FUCK!!" 



Just as he yelled, Bella felt the warm stickiness of his cum spraying over her face. A string shot across her nose, dripping over her left cheek. The second thick string clearly struck over her right eye and drenching her eyebrow. A thick streak painted over her forehead, into her hair and dripping down her cheek. More of his cum splashed over her right cheek, painting another streak under her eye to almost look like a thick white trailing tear. She opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out and moaning as he continued to jack himself off and cum over her face. 'Ahhhhh!' she growled to him. One of his shots completely missed, falling to her breasts below just before a thick drop landed directly over her tongue. Bella was quick to swallow it, opening her eyes to speak to him as he was now finally groaning in pleasure as he jacked his orgasm to her face. 

"Mmmmm, yeah. I love your cum, daddy. I love wearing it..." 

Bella raised her right hand up, using her thumb to collect the excessive string of cum from her tits and then bring it towards her mouth while he was still unloading his cum over her face. As his orgasm was fading off, she looked into his eyes and began to lick the head of his cock repeatedly, almost as if she were mimicking a loyal pet. Her tongue captured all the final drops of his seed before she swallowed it up. The man seemed more impressed than ever as he was attempting to catch his breath, still holding onto her hair. 

"Kiss daddy's cock for me one last time, baby." 

Still looking into his eyes, Bella brought the head of his rod past her lips and then loudly kissed it. When he pulled his rod back, a loud pop sound echoed across the room and then the man finally let go of her hair. He walked away, leaving Bella there among the floor on her knees with her face a drenched mess of his sticky cum. She crawled forward on the floor, glancing up to see that he had walked across the bedroom and seemed to be grabbing something off a table. He approached Bella again, holding a brown leather wallet in his hands that he opened up. She watched him count out several green bills of cash and then he folded them out before tossing it down to the floor below. 

"You were fucking great, this is for you." 

When Bella looked down at the wad of money waiting for her on the floor, he spoke again. 

"And this is your tip for being such a good whore." 

Another wad of cash fell to the floor. She licked her lips before smiling up at him. 

"Thank you, daddy." 

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Happy birthday Bella Thorne!

Will this series ever make a comeback?

Fine fic. I don't think Bella believes in condoms though. This girl obviously loves big creampie gangbangs.

Quote from: Cadeauxxx on October 09, 2019, 11:28:04 PM

Quote from: Viri on October 08, 2019, 10:07:58 PM

Happy birthday Bella Thorne!

Will this series ever make a comeback?

I originally had big plans for this series and most of the 3rd chapter had already been blueprinted out. It's been so long though, I don't know if I'll come back to it. I'd love to though. I wanted to tie it in with my Big Booty Bitches series, since all this is happening in Miami Beach, just some hours away from the main town where Disco Fever is.

I realise it’s a long break but I really hope you pick this up again, the writing is awesome and the concept perfect.

Thanks for the kind words. This is one project I always go back to and re-read and think of new ideas, but I just don't have time at the moment. I do want to write more of Bella eventually.