When Saphron meets you outside the hotel, it’s obvious she’s nervous. This will be her first video and she only agreed to come because of desperation. She’s dressed up, done her hair nicely, and her perfume smells of fresh vanilla pods. It’s a sign of the effort put into her debut, even if she doesn’t realise that’s the last thing this is.
In truth, you’re not sure what she realises. Saphron might be a little simple and earnest, but you’re sure she isn’t so much of an idiot that she doesn’t have a suspicion that this is more than what you made it sound.
But, in the end, that might not matter.
She needs money, and she needs to find a job that works for her to regain her lost confidence. You can provide both. There’s irony there, that whoring herself out might very well repair the damage you caused in the first place, but that irony is to her benefit.
In a world where only the results matter, you’re offering her good pay, a stable job, and a chance to bounce back. Can anyone truly say that’s not a good thing? You’re helping her in a sense, and she understands that.
“Evening, Saphron. You look great.” You come over and shake her hand, like a real employer might. “I’m glad you could make it tonight. As well as tonight’s work, we’ve got something coming up this Sunday that you might be interested in.”
“O—Oh?” Her stammering voice shows she isn’t so sure of that. “Yeah?”
“We’re helping to cover a stand at an expo in the city. Six hours of work, and all we need to do is stand at an exhibition stand and hand out catalogues to people who come by.” You smile and strike the final blow. “That’ll be an easy 180 lien for you.”
“Really!?” Her face lights up, as you knew it would. That kind of money is close to impossible for her to earn in a day normally. “And I just need to hand things out?”
“Well, you need to look good while you do it. I’d bring some nice clothes. Nothing too fancy,” you add. “It’s not a formal event. But, yeah, essentially. We’re offering to do it for a company that’s going to pay me in store credit, but I figured it’d only be fair to pay you in actual money. I assume you’re up for it?”
“Of course! Totally! It’s this Sunday?”
“Yep. At an expo centre. I’ll text you the address on the day.”
"Great! Yeah, I'll be free. I can't wait!"
You’ve been steering her away from the hotel while you talk, toward the seedier parts of the city you looked up on your scroll. There are a lot of them, but there are certain roads where it’s accepted prostitution is to be allowed by the authorities.
It’s technically not illegal anywhere, but loitering is still that, and some people can get uppity about people being “crude” in public. The solution the city came up with was just to legalise some areas and let people know they were free to use, so they wouldn’t feel the need to try and ply their wares in fancier parts of the city.
You’re not surprised that Saphron wouldn’t recognise the area.
“On top of the 90 you’ll be earning tonight, that’ll be 270 lien earned this week alone – and that’s assuming we don’t make any videos tomorrow or the day after. That’s already more than you’d earn in a full week before, isn’t it?”
“Mhm!” Saphron nods, walking alongside you with your hand on her shoulder. “Even five dull days would only get me 200 before. I’ll almost be earning as much on Sunday alone. Terra is going to be amazed!”
Talking up her pay is a calculated move. You want Saphron convinced that she’s doing the right thing and hyped up about all the money she’s earning. That’ll make it difficult for her to back out once she realises what it is you’re really doing.
Even if she does want out, she’ll want to have another job lined up beforehand. You can’t stop her going to job interviews and looking, but you can keep reminding her of the money and make it clear to her this is better than anything else she’ll find. With Saphron’s job history, she’s only going to find more minimum-wage labour. The idea of 90 lien for an hour’s work will linger in her mind in every job interview.
“So, um, how is tonight going to work?” she asks. “You mentioned these were private videos?”
“That’s right,” you lie. “They work like commissions to an online cam girl. I’m sure you’ve seen them. A commission is sent, and a girl acts out a particular fantasy for a video that only the select customer receives.” You wait for her to nod. “This is the same. Most of our normal videos, the ones I’d be paying you 30 lien for, are published for the whole internet to see, and we make our money off the ad revenue. These videos are filmed and kept secret, and the pay is higher because they’re willing to pay us more for them.”
“A—And they’re… um… group videos.”
“That’s right. We have a… I suppose you could call it a niche. A set of videos we’re particularly good at.” You show her your scroll. “They like them taken on this, to make it feel more authentic, and the videos we do involve multiple men coming up one at a time to have sex with a girl in an alleyway.”
Saphron’s face turns a little pale, but she already agreed to this, and she’s determined to push on. “L—Like… prostitution…?”
“Like that,” you agree. “But obviously fake and staged. I don’t know if the men behind it get off on the idea of a woman being humbled, or if it’s a specific kink, but here we are. It’s business at the end of the day. If it earns good money, then I can pay you good money, and that way we’re both happy, aren’t we?”
Saphron nods. “Yeah. So, um, what should I do? I’ve never… um… acted before.”
“Don’t worry. The actors I’ve hired will do all the hard work for you. In fact, you just focus on reacting. That’s what they’ll want. Just do as the actors say and everything will go swimmingly. Quick question, are you on birth control?”
“No. Why would I be?”
“Well, you might want to invest in a coil or something later. I'd suggest a morning after pill tomorrow.”
Saphron makes to argue, probably that you never brought this up before, then realises her situation and decides against it. This is her first day on the job, and she doesn’t want to get into trouble by arguing back with her new boss.
That works to your benefit tonight, and you quickly find an alleyway to stand outside of. Saphron looks about nervously, as if asking when the actors will be arriving.
You’re wearing a pink sash around yourself today, over your right shoulder and down under your left arm. It’s no simple fashion choice. Vale has a code, for lack of a better term, when it comes to prostitution, and pimps aren’t necessarily expected to wear them, but it’s a surefire way to advertise your services so that less confident customers don’t get beaten up for asking someone’s boyfriend how much it would be for a night with their girl.
In the code, pink means that the pimp has a working girl, while blue means they have a working boy. Female customers aren’t as common as male, but they do exist, and, of course, there are those who like the same sex. You’ve heard women tend to prefer escort services, though. A guy can get off on a few pumps, but most women require more effort to reach orgasm, and a dirty alleyway doesn’t really do it for them. Either way, your pink sash means you have a girl up for selling her body, and passersby can easily tell it’s Saphron.
It doesn’t take long for Saphron’s first customer to arrive.
He’s a slightly overweight businessman on his way back from work, and he looks annoyed. Not at you or Saphron, but at life in general. It probably hasn’t been a great day in the office for him, and he’s looking for the chance to blow off some steam. You walk ahead to meet him out of earshot of Saphron, and you make a show of shaking his hand like you’re welcoming someone you’ve worked with before.
“How much?” he asks you.
“It’s 50 lien for a pop with her. She’s inexperienced – her first time doing this – but that’s not a bad thing. You’ll be getting a much more honest experience.”
The man sighs and opens up his wallet. “I don’t need an honest experience. I just need to dump a fat load in someone right now. She’s pretty enough for that.” He walks past you after giving you the money, takes Saphron by the arm, and brings her into the alleyway. “Come on. I’m pitching a tent.”
“H—Hello. I’m Saphron. Nice to meet—”
The man walks her in barely ten paces and then pushes her against the wall. Saphron’s hands slap against it, and he hooks his hands into her pants and yanks them down, drawing a startled gasp from her. “I didn’t pay for conversation,” he says, running a hand over the roundness of her ass, before peeling her underwear down. “I came to fuck.”
Saphron looks your way, panicked, but you show her your scroll and wink exaggeratedly. It’s enough to convince her this is all just an act, and after a moment where her eyes widen, she nods to you and focuses on the wall, taking deep breaths as her “co-actor” lines himself up.
The man grabs her hips with both hands and pulls her onto him. He pushes into her, rocking his head back and letting out a sigh you might have expected to hear from someone taking off their coat and kicking off their shoes. It’s a far cry from Saphron’s uncomfortable grunt, as she leans into the cold wall and tries to keep herself steady.
You watch as the man pumps in and out of her, his eyes closed, his face angled upward, and the tension bleeding out of him as he slowly fucks her. It’s nothing romantic, it’s nothing special, and it’s nothing like the sex you record in your studio. It’s self-indulgent and expedient. Little more than a man with money getting a fix on a lonely evening. He picks up his pace after less than two minutes, swinging his hips faster and faster, until, with a strained grunt, he pushes into her and holds still.
“Ahhhh…” he moans.
“Hngh!” Saphron presses her face to the cold bricks as he cums inside her. “Ngh.”
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“Fuck, I needed this,” the man says, opening his eyes at last and looking down on her. He gives Saphron’s ass a quick slap, then pulls out of her, leaving the girl to sink to her knees. “That wasn’t bad. Might come around again if you’re going to make this a regular thing.”
He doesn’t wait for a reply, and Saphron is too shocked to give one. She stays on her knees, one hand under her feeling his semen dribble down her fingers in shock. She knew it would happen, but knowing and feeling are two different things. She’s no virgin, probably having lost that to a sex toy from her girlfriend, but this might well be her first ever man, let alone her first creampie.
And she’s lost both in a dirty alleyway to a man who hands you 50 lien.
Her second customer comes to see you before she’s fully recovered. You peg him as a guy used to this, who comes out to sample the goods. His bald head and swarthy looks certainly fit the part. He takes a look down the alleyway where she’s slowly pulling herself up and pushes 50 lien into your hands, and hurries down it. Saphron isn’t even standing by the time he’s reached her, and he spins her around.
“Wait— mphhh!”
His mouth closes over hers, forcing her to kiss him back. His eyes are closed, and so missed her shock, but he doesn’t care about that. His hands fondle her chest as he pushes her against the wall, and other than tensing up, she lets him. Saphron knows her role in this “video” and lets her hands rest on his, not even trying to push him off her.
Without breaking the kiss, he hooks one hand under her right knee and lifts it up, then works his dick out of his pants. You don’t get to really make a judgment on his size before he slides up into Saphron, pinning her against the wall and rutting her.
“Mmm! Mnghh! Nmhhh!” The little sounds she makes only seem to excite him further, and he’s soon fucking her wildly, ramming his cock into her at one end while he forces his tongue into her mouth at the other. “Mngphhh!”
“Gnh! Gnh!” The man’s thrusts become erratic, and his moans higher in pitch. “Mmmmm!”
Saphron’s raised leg twitches helplessly as yet more cum floods into her, enough that it drips out of her to pool on the ground. That doesn’t stop the man who paid for her time pulling her into him or moving his mouth to her neck to lick and nibble at her skin.
“Oh fuck, babe,” he wheezes. “Your pussy is so good.”
“Ah. Hah…” Saphron’s head lolls back against the bricks. “Hahhh…”
When he finally draws out of her, Saphron lets herself lean back against the wall, lowering her leg to the ground unsteadily. Cum is dripping from her and running down the insides of her legs as well, but she doesn’t fight it. Saphron mentally prepared herself for this, and she knew what was coming.
And, quite frankly, it’s too late for regrets now.
Her third customer is an elderly man of at least sixty years, and he needs her help to get hard. Saphron slides helplessly to her knees and lets the man fuck her face, grasping great handfuls of her hair to hold onto while he slams in and out of her. Even then, it takes him time to get hard. When he is, he doesn’t let her stand. He’s in the mood for it right there and then, and he pushes her flat on the ground and moves between her legs, sliding into her pussy and lying on top of her.
From your angle, you can only see his ass, her spread legs, and his cock plunging in and out. You can’t see her face or tell her reaction, though you can make a guess as to what it is. The sounds continue, but, for Saphron, they’ve lost a lot of meaning. The woman just moans, and not in extreme pleasure either. More in exhaustion or discomfort, or in a complaining manner whenever the old man starts kissing her.
It doesn’t take him long to cum and leave her on her back, legs spread and cum pooling out onto the floor. He slips out and slaps 50 lien into your hand with a pleased grunt, still buckling his pants up as he leaves the alley.
Before she’s even up on her feet, a fourth man approaches. “How much?”
“It’s 50 lien.”
“For her? Girl looks ruined and loose already. I’ll give you 25.”
He may think himself clever, but you’re not going to be talked down to. “The price isn’t negotiable. You can always try and find a whore somewhere else for that if you like, but I doubt you’ll manage it.”
He makes a show of complaining and protesting, but does eventually gives up the 50 lien, as you knew he would. By that point, Saphron is back on her feet, but only barely. She’s bent over, one hand on the wall and the other on her knee, and her ass is angled right toward you and the latest customer.
He wastes no time taking his place and pushing into her, even though Saphron had no idea it was coming. Her other hand slaps on the wall for balance, and she hangs her head, struggling to stay upright as the man pounds into her. Her pussy is well used by now, and even thrust causes a spurt of semen from someone else to flush out of her, but at 50 lien, they can’t complain. That’s how much you paid to buy Emerald a comic annual.
You’ve had meals that cost a hundred times that.
But, to someone like Saphron, it’s good money. That’s how the world works. The 1% exploit the 99%, and the 99% can either complain about it, or do something to try and get themselves out of that situation.
“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhhhhhh!”
Saphron chooses to take another load for her payment. Cum rushes into her, and she moans pitifully into the cold alleyway as a fourth man dumps a load inside her. Here she is, a lesbian fucking four men for money in an alleyway, all to make it up to the girlfriend she leeches off of.
When the man is done, Saphron just stands there, cum pouring from her pussy, skin sweaty and flushed. She looks back, and her eyes catch yours, but there’s no accusation in them. Only a silent question asking if there’s more.
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You look around and then shake your head. There’s no one coming close, and Saphron doesn’t look like she can take any more. You’ve earned 200 lien for the night from whoring her out, but she’ll take 90 lien out of that. Still, it’s extra money, and you know Velvet and Emerald will be finishing up their own video tonight as well.
“Is—Is that it?” rasps Saphron. “Am—Am I done…?”
“You’re done,” you say, removing the sash. You watch her as she stumbles around, clumsily pulling her pants up and grimacing as she realises she’s trapped a load of cum inside herself. You step in and hold out your hand. “Here’s your cut for the night.”
Her hand is shaking as she takes it, and she stares at the money long and hard, no doubt asking herself if it’s really worth it. That’s a question for her to find the answer to, but, in real terms, she’s earned that in about an hour’s work, and it would have taken her over two days of work that crushes her confidence to get the same.
This isn’t doing much for her confidence in all honesty, but at least she doesn’t have to worry about meeting targets or getting in trouble for now doing well enough. All she has to do is let the men use her however they wish.
“I… I didn’t…” Saphron’s tired eyes meet yours. “I didn’t see you recording…”
“I was. You must have missed it.”
Saphron looks down.
She knows this wasn’t a video. Saphron is simple, but not stupid, and after what just happened to her, she knows she’s been taken for a ride and pimped out to four random men. In all fairness, she probably knew that the moment you brought her to this alleyway, if not when you asked her to meet you outside without a camera.
She knows, but she doesn’t immediately accuse you.
Because, if she does, then this would all stop.
It’s the knife’s edge for her, and she knows she’s on it. On one side is her intense desire to accuse you, demand the truth and then receive it. But she knows that if she does demand it, and if you do tell her, then she’ll have to leave and never come back.
She knows that she’ll keep struggling to find work, and that if she does find it she’ll struggle to keep it, and she’ll be a burden on her girlfriend. Things like that might be fine now but give it a year or two and her inability to cover her side of the rent might drive a wedge between them.
The simple fact is that she needs money, and that this job is both easy and well paying. And all she needs to do, if she wants to continue this lucrative arrangement between the two of you, is pretend that she believes. All she needs to do is embrace the lie, and then you can both act like this is all just for videos, and Saphron can tell herself, before she goes to sleep with her partner, that all she did today was act out a scene in a movie.
“Y—”
Saphron fists clench.
“You—”
And then they relax, and she droops.
“You’re right,” she says, lying through her teeth. You both know it, but you both pretend not to, the same as how you both pretend this was all just a video. “You’re right, I must have missed it.”
It's amazing what the human mind can believe if you try hard enough, even when all the evidence in the world suggests otherwise. Maybe, given time, she’ll be able to convince herself fully of that.
But, for now, you’ll both pretend, and Saphron will go home with her pockets and pussy full and tell herself it’s okay because she can cover the rent, and because this job – as humiliating and degrading as it is – still pays more than two whole days of being insulted and harassed by customers and managers alike.
“Should I contact you when we’re filming another video like this?” you ask, giving her a chance to back out now forever. “Or do you want to take a break and do normal videos for a while?”
At a third of the rate.
This is 90 lien per day by comparison, a possible 630 lien a week, and it would take her over three weeks to earn that in any other way. If Saphron can do that for a month, then she’ll be bringing home over 2,500 a month. That’s probably as much, if not more, than her partner brings home after tax.
Saphron’s answer is obvious, even as she closes her eyes and bites her lip.
“This…” She swallows her feelings and glances to the side. “This is fine. C—Call me again whenever, and we can do this again. W—Whenever you have videos, I mean. You…” Her eyes close, and she forces both a smile and a thumbs up. “You can count on me. I need this job. And… And I'll keep doing it.”
“I’m glad to hear it. I think we'll both be able to make a lot of money.”
PROSTITUTION REPORT:
Saphron – 1 Star
Price: 50 lien.
Customers served: 4
Total Earnings: 200 lien.
Expenses:
Saphron: -90
Total Profits: 110 lien
VIDEO RESULTS:
Velvet x Emerald "Bunny on Chocolate"
Velvet – 3 Star
Emerald – 2 Star
Base Roll: 174
Modifiers:
Novelty (+10%)
Lesbian (+5%)
Reputation (-30%)
Final Roll: 148
Comments:
Isn’t chocolate poisonous to animals? I should eat it for Bun-Bun, just to be safe. Bun-Bun: That’s super kind of you. I prefer a nice, hard carrot myself! 🥕
Nothing better to bring two girls together than a strap-on.
Tying her up for a bit added something new, but it didn’t really get rough enough to count as BDSM or anything. Good to see some toys getting involved, though.
I’d have liked seeing her spit-roasted between Bun-Bun and that buff blonde. Bun-Bun: Oooh, that’s not a bad idea! 😊
Bun-Bun can make good videos with girls two. She’s super versatile. Bun-Bun: I have a lot of talents you boys don’t know about yet 💕
Videos Sold: 100 lien
Daily Legacy Earnings: 25
Total Earnings: 248 lien
Expenses:
Velvet: -120
Total Profits: 128
You have 3,288 lien and earn + 25 via legacy videos. You have 3,318 lien.
You sit in bed, legs spread, Emerald laid out on her front with one hand over your knee and the other arm resting on your thigh. Her warm mouth glides up and down your shaft as you read over the comments and count your victories for the day.
Things are finally starting to fall into line, and you’re finally starting to make money.
It feels good.
Almost as good as Emerald’s throat as she takes you down to the base of your cock and gags a little. You didn’t even have to ask her tonight; you just laid down, got your dick out, and she went to work showing you just why you should keep her around. And, if she’s going to keep doing this, you think you will be keeping her around for a long time indeed.
“It’s all coming together, Emerald,” you say, scrolling down the comments. “It’s all starting to work out.”
“Mhmmhm,” she mumbles, and the vibrations of her throat send shivers down your cock.
It’s enough.
“Speaking of cumming,” you hiss, leaning back. “Ah! Ahh! Aghhhh!”
Emerald closes her eyes and presses down, swallowing as you shoot your load straight down her throat. There’s no choking anymore, no gasping or fighting. Emerald is a quick learner, and you’ve taught her how to suck a dick. A valuable skillset for any young orphan on the streets.
When she pulls off you, she shows you her clean tongue, then leans down to lick your shaft clean, before snuggling up against your side, as is fast becoming her preferred way to sleep. You can’t say you don’t enjoy it, as you slide your wet dick between her thighs and let it rest there.
Author's Note:
Original Quest: https://fiction.live/stories/Running-the-Red-Light/z3DQkYE5X8YBXovZ8/home
Visual Novel: https://andoravn.itch.io/running-the-red-light