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It was later in the evening now.  8:00 or 9:00 pm.  At this point the lobby was usually closed and empty and lights off.  No new customers were allowed to come in at this point and any customers currently with the girls were expected to spend the night at this point and stay until the morning.  Normally Aileen would not be at the desk at this point, but there were special circumstances.  A new girl was moving in tonight.

She had met the girl briefly, given her the application.  Though she was not involved in the process of choosing which applicants would be hired.  But this was part of her job and one of the reasons they did this sort of thing at an hour customers would not be coming in.  It was her job to show the new girl to her room and give her a sense of what her new home was like.  They had advised the girl not to bring much, several days worth of clothes, any toiletries or grooming materials she might want to bring, a few small decorations/personal keepsakes if she wanted to.  A girl living here did not have much free space or privacy.  It was going to take to adjustment to get used to the life style, and not just the sex, but everyday life.

Aileen patiently waited behind the desk, looking over what the other girls might be doing right now and over the next few days.  She was kind of nosy like that, and really it was just a reminder anyway.  She was the middle-man who set all the appointments up in the first place and was not seeing anything new here.  This was just a convenient way to pass the time as the new girl had been a few period in which she had been requested to show up.  It would not be good to be late, but she had 2 or 3 hours still to arrive.

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     Meanwhile right infront of the infamous little brothel the young lady in question was busy pacing back and fourth, quietly muttering to herself, trying to motivate herself to do this... it was easy right? spread your legs, let the guy have fun, get paid.... simple, easy, and only mildly terrifying!... she reached for the doornob in a burst of motivation, her hand landing on it as she froze... sitting there... thinking to herself in a self induced panic... she could leave... she did not have to do this... surely some other place would hire her right?... right?..... i mean sure... she was covered in dust and a little thin... her hair was a mess from living in the ally.... and she had next to no education... or any documents really proving she was born or lived... or anything really.... she let out a sigh as she heard a clock ding the hour... so in a rush to not be late she quickly pushed open the door... peaking in right on time... she was told to be here at 9 right?

     she was a mess... wearing a too worn sweater and a pair of shorts that seemed too large... the same outfit she wore when she got the application the first time... her long unkempt hair came down to her waist in a... surprisingly untangled... mess... a bit of dust and dirt evident on nearly every part of her... aside from her face which seemed recently washed... probably just for this... all in all her face had a sharp angular look that may in part be due to her recent malnutrition... she seemed nervous... as if she knew she was a mess as she hesitated to come in, her deep brown eyes looking around in a nervous tizzy as she quietly asked "s-should i come in?"

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Hearing the door open, Aileen stood up and walked over.  The girl's current state was not that surprising.  More often than not it was desperation that drew girls here, only a few came in from truly comfortable circumstances.  She smiled and put her hand on the girl's shoulder "Welcome home, Sasha."  She might not have understood it quite yet, she did already know she would be living here from now on in addition to working, but perhaps did not fully comprehend how different things would be.  "Part of my job is to get the new girls settled in and prepared.  It will likely be at least a few days before you start getting customers.  Until then, we will be getting you used to living here and finishing up your 'profile' that goes into the book where customers choose which girl they want for their next session.  Let me show you to your room first."

She turned out from the lobby and went up the stairs nearby to the second floor.  The dim wall lights, thin hall, with worn carpet that was a mess of colors, no attempt was made in most areas to hide the building used to be an office.  "One thing I feel I should make clear now is we live rather communally here.  You will have your own room to sleep, but sleeping and working is most of what you will be doing in there.  You could go there for some private time too, if you don't have a customer, but there won't be much to do in there.  Bathrooms, the kitchen, stuff like that you will be sharing with the other girls.  You could think of them as sisters of sorts, after awhile there will be few if any secrets between you and since you are all in the same line of work, little shame discussing what they have done or will do."

She stopped at one of the doors, opened in and turned the light on.  It was rather empty.  A bed in the back corner that could usually fit two people side by side, if there was no space between them, and a single large cabinet against the wall on the side near the door.  "Here's your living and work place.  You are allowed to add to it, personalize it and add things to a reasonable degree.  But the girls are expected to use their own money for that, so it will have to wait a little while if you don't have anything saved up.  And there are some limits to what you can put in."

She leaned in against the wall and gestured Sasha to come in.  "I plan to show you around some more tonight, but I figure we would stop here for a little while.  Let you rest a moment, and ask anything you are wondering about at this point."

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     Sasha froze for just a moment, her eyes glancing back at the door she was still mostly behind... tempted for just a moment to close the door and run away... to try and make things work abit less.... prostituty.... before resolving to do it, smiling back at the woman... sasha stepped inside.... saying goodbye her old life... and a nervous "hello" her new one...

     as soon as the woman mentioned that it would be a few days at least before she would have to... start... her new job... her shoulders visibly slacked as she relaxed, though everything else seemed to go right over her head as she nodded along... looking a touch confused.... following behind like a lost little puppy every step of the way. looking awestruck at nearly every room she was shown, especially the kitchen as her eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment before they moved on... stoping for a moment as she was told she would get her own room, her voice seemed to come out in an excited little squeak. "wait wait! i get my own room? no one else shares it with me?" regardless of the reply... she was abit doubtful after the initial excitement... until  aileen stopped, and opened a door... seeing that she had a cabinet! a light!! A BED!!! she was awestruck as she followed in and proceeded to dive onto the bed! letting out an exasperated sigh of relief... before realizing this was her chance to ask questions... so she rolled over, sat up, quietly clutching the pillow to her chest as she took a second to think... before she started talking.

     "W-well i guess i have alot of them... but it kinda all boils down to three... the first is... how is this all going to work? with my uhm... V-virginity and all...? it was there on the application but i dont really... know anything... at all..." she let out a sigh before adding, clutching her pillow close to her chest as she added "I-I still dont even know what a-a penis looks like... which im... guessing will be a bad thing if im going to work here..." taking a breath she just jumped to the next topic "also how much will I be paid?... and if im... advised against leaving then how will I buy things?..." with a final gulp of air she asked the last question "also... when all is said and done and i have been here for awhile.... and assuming later down the line i decide I w-want to leave... c-can I?" She looked up with nervous sparkling eyes. Clearly not sure what to say or do here as she silently waited for whatever she would soon know.

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Aileen was not sure if she had ever seen anyone quite this innocent show up before.  It was rather cute and almost a shame she would be losing it so quickly this way.  Some of the girls started out as virgins, but even they had some idea what to expect.  This was going to be very interesting.  She thought about (half) joking if Sasha wanted to see a penis Aileen would let her see her own.  She would wait a little to point out she was futanari.  “Questions that go into much detail about the sex work should wait a little while.  While I do a little bit of it, mine is rare and specialized and I mostly work in an office/support role.  Once I’m done with my part in preparing you, another girl will take over, to help you prepare for that.  As for pay, it depends on what you do and how often you do it.  When a customer comes in, I work with them to figure out which girl they want, when and what they do with her.  They are given a very long list of options.  Each one besides the basic package adding more to their charge.  They pay when they come in.  A fraction of it goes to the owners of the place and the chosen girl gets the rest, she gets her share after the customer leaves.  While I am familiar with the list, that is the sort of thing you should ask the other girl about if you want more detail on what could happen.  That said basic needs will be covered, you won’t go hungry just because nobody picks you for a while.  It can be rather random, sometimes you will get picked constantly and have little rest between customers, and sometimes you might wait a while.”

She switched gears to a subject she was more familiar with.  “You are advised to stay inside the building as much as possible because, to be blunt, you are now officially a prostitute, even if you won’t be doing the work for a little while.  I assume you already know that gives a girl quite a reputation.  In here you will be supported by girls doing the same and the customers naturally won’t treat you the same as an outsider would....though they usually won’t look at you the same as other girls either.  Most of the time we want something we have it delivered, though someone could be assigned to go out if absolutely necessary.  If you want to order something yourself, a computer is the sort of thing that would not be allowed in your room, but something like a phone or tablet could be allowed.  As for sharing the room, you won’t share it with any of the girls, but the customers have a number of options for how long the appointment is, the longest being an all nighter, which will naturally require you to literally ‘sleep with‘ them for that night.”

”As for leaving, occasionally girls are put under a contract that requires them to stay until a certain point.  That is rare though, and since you were not, you are free to leave when you want.  Most girls don’t work past their late 20s, though some stay longer and we do encourage at least some to stay, for the customers looking for women of a particular age.  It will ultimately be up to you to decide when that day comes.”

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she listened, her eyes slowly shifting between eager curiousness, to attentive dullness, to blank confusion as everything slowly became too much for her to really understand all at once... but for the most part everything seemed fine... all her questions where answered.. she thinks she got the gist.... so with a sigh she simply asked.... "ok so... what do i actually need to do? and... erm... how do i do it well?"

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“Most of that will be handled by your other mentor, more focused on the sex work.  My part is more related to getting you prepared to live here.  My only involvement in getting you ready to work will be setting up your profile that goes into the book the customers use to choose which girl or girls they want for their next appointment.”  Aileen answered but then held up a pad of paper she had been carrying around and took a pen out of her pocket.

”I suppose we can get some of that over with now.  We will be taking pictures as part of that, but that comes a little later of course.  We can get some of the written stuff in.  Let’s start with what you really want or don’t want to do.  I must stress that basically nothing is forbidden here as long as it does not cause serious injury and the customer can afford the price.  For the most part you are expected to do what is asked for, though there is a small number of things that can be refused and left to the specialists.  Tell me if you are willing to do any of these:  Breeding, bestiality, ‘toilet activities’, intense BDSM or pain, or incest if any of your relatives somehow finds you and asks for it.  That is it for what you can choose to absolutely refuse.  Also if you can think of anything you would consider your favorite sexual activities, let me know those too.“  There was some more to include with the written portion, but these were the easier things to start with.

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Sasha nodded along, realizing she did not know who would mentor her... or what sex work... really was for that mater? with a mildly oblivious look on her face, Sasha just grabbed the pillow and clutched it to her chest. sitting cross legged on the bed as she tried to follow along with what she was saying... realizing she was not exactly in the right shape to have pictures taken of her after... living on the street all this time... it was good to know that could wait...

however once the topic of limits and preferences came up... several unknown words where said all at once... and she honestly had no clue what any of them entailed... she had no clue what "breeding" was, beastiality sounded like she would get attacked by an animal... the toilet thing made her think her head would be shoved in one or something... the BVSN(?) she missed the letters she said, but having it tied with pain made her freeze... and incest threw her for a loop for a moment... based on what aileen said she had the idea... but as her mom was the only relative she knew...

All that mixed with being asked her sexual preferences well she just sat there... never having so much as masturbated "uhm... miss aileen... I... dont know what most of those... are... so for now can we just... avoid those for now and worry about them... after i learn what... any of it... actually means?...." she grew up without knowing the slightest bit about any of this... she only heard about this place from a drunk old guy she met in an alley... she... honestly did not even know what sex.... WAS... let alone what types where good... she sat there blushing... embarrassed at herself...

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This innocence was getting rather amusing.  How did such a girl end up as a whore?  Hopefully she wouldn't be overwhelmed by the experience.  "This is going to be interesting..."  She said with a small smile.  Noting 'no' for now for everything on the short list of things which could be refused and noting that she was an incredibly innocent virgin.  "Your first customer is likely to consider you a treasure of sorts, a virgin and this innocent about sex in general.  I'll do what I can to make sure he is someone who wants to make the most out of something so unique.  Though ultimately the customer gets the final say in which girl he ends up with and they can ignore any recommendations I give them."  She decided to give her another surprise, just to see her reaction.

"You ever met a futanari before?  If not, you have now.  That's part of why I only do sex work as a side job, and why you should ask others about that part of the work.  My perspective on all that is a little different from women."  This was a world where futanari had always existed as a third gender, but they were rather rare and tended to be discrete with usually only their family, closest friends and lovers knowing the truth of their gender.  But it was no secret within these walls, everyone working here that was not brand new knew what she was, and that there were a few others like her, the others doing dedicated sex work.  A futanari was the sort of thing Sasha should have known existed but it was very likely she had never met one previously.

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     Sasha simply nodded along, not fully understanding what made her valuable... but the simple fact that it would make her worth more and hopefully have a good start to her work made her atleast a little bit happy. though the fact that she knew she was kinda a filthy mess right now... made her a little less then convinced that anyone would really want her... but she did not have much time to dwell on that when a question was asked

     "I think i heard that word once or twice... but well... im not really sure what that means... so im not sure off hand if i have met one miss... though i guess thats interesting!" with an awkward cough sasha decided she should just take a moment to ask... "so uhm... im really kinda... dirty... at the moment... and im sure you have better people to talk to then... well... me... so can i... wash up? maybe?... sorry if that was rude to ask... oh and i guess... if i need to uhm... learn from someone else, should i also go find them... maybe?" the more she talked the more nervous and uncertain she got, her face flushing pink as she was simply unsure about what to say... just getting very very awkward...

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“Futanari, third gender, girl that also has boy parts.  My guess is if you have met any, they didn’t tell you what they were.  I would show you if you were interested but sounds like you need some time to clean up and settle in.”  Of course different girls had wildly differently opinions about futanari.  She got close to the ones who would let her, but had no problem with the fact that many were not interested.  Also the girl was a little to innocent for her to just undress like that, whorehouse or not.  While the innocence was amusing Aileen decided to clear that part up immediately.  She made it as simple as she could and hoped that drove the point home.  It was just easier to have no one here confused about that.

She ripped off a blank piece of paper from her pad and set it on top of the cabinet with a spare pen.  “The other big part of your book profile is an essay of sorts, why you are here, what you hope to experience, the sort of customers you would really like.  You can write it now, or take a little time.  But you really should have it written within the next few days.”

”Hope you aren’t too bothered by no privacy in the shower.  You might finish it without seeing anyone, or another girl might walk in if not already be in there.  You never really know.  Cleanup, write your essay if you want to, or sleep.  I’ll send your mentor up to meet you tomorrow morning.”  She casually waved her goodbyes and rather slowly made her way to the door to leave, not exceptionally slow but giving the girl a chance to respond to anything she had just said.

OOC: She could run into someone in the shower, or she might be alone until the next morning, could go either way.

 

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Taking a breath sasha listens to the woman... er... futa... explain exactly what she was.... her face flushing just abit pink as that sank in... with an awkward cough she mustered up the courage to state- "well.. then i should see what it is like before i have a c-customer right?" Only after she started talking did she realize what she was saying... and between that and the statement about the showers her mind was in a fog... so she stammered out a quick correction... "ah wait wait that would be weird here right? Ya no sorry, but wait showers showers right? In there people are naked?" Without really realizing what she just said, having meant that as two different statements, and not an invitation... she sat there awkwardly before looking at the pen with a flash of dread, changing the topic"as for the essay... i haven't... really... written much before... i had to ask you how to spell my own name when i was filling out paperwork... can you just uhm... put down that i was kicked out from home and needed a place to go?...  preferences and hopes though... well..." her cheeks flushed knowing it was a bad answer "i just hope to experience alot of generosity... and have generous customers?..." she was embarrassed, flustered,  and awkward... so she stood up with a groan and walked out saying a panicky little apology as she scurried to the showers.

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Aileen laughed softly, amused and genuinely turned on at this point.  “Let me know if you want to see it later.”  She said playfully as Sasha left.  She was really tempted to follow the girl into the showers, but stopped herself.  She was not going to do anything before Sasha had a customer, she would not deny the lucky man such an experience.  After that, she would have to test the girl’s interest.  She slept with a number of the girls here, but only the ones who were not bothered or even turned on by doing it with a futa.  It would not be a big deal if she was uninterested, but might be quite fun if she was interested.  She picked up the pen and paper and walked of the room, writing what Sasha had suggested.

One could never guess whether they would be alone in the shower or not, and in this case Sasha would not be alone.  At the moment another woman was using it, one Cheryl Barentine, young but only a little older than Sasha but with two years of experience here.  She was a woman with no innocence left, she had seen and done much of what could be experienced here, sometimes she enjoyed it, sometimes she just did it for the money like the whore she was.  She was washing up in preparation for an early morning appointment.  Had to make herself clean and presentable before they started doing utterly filthy things.

Any girl waking in would see her standing there, under the water, completely naked, washing her hair at the moment.  A bucket sat in front of her with the soap, shampoo and other things she brought.  Sasha was actually lucky someone else was in here.  Each woman was supposed to provide for herself with that stuff.  If she was alone she would have only been able to use the water to rinse herself and dry off with the towels that were shared between the girls.  It was a row of shower heads with no privacy, if Sasha wanted to shower, she would have to do the same.
 

OOC:  I know futanari were on your list of things you prefer not play with.  Aileen’s style is basically to be playful/teasing and offer temptation.  She is going to test Sasha’s willingness but won’t be very serious about it or make a strong advance on her unless clear interest is shown.  And yeah, Cheryl’s a married woman but figure the two of them probably won’t be doing anything but talking and showering together.

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     Sasha barely registered the flirty little comment from her hermaphrodite of a boss, but none the less a glimpse of the blush that lit up her face was all to obvious if anyone bothered to look.  sasha's bare feet softly resounded with every step in the empty hall... the sounds that came from some of the closed doors where... all too obvious... the muffled sounds of moans creeping from behind closed doors lit up the innocent little ladys face in a deep pink blush... making her rush abit quicker down the hall to the showers, noticing the sounds of someone else before she even stepped in...

     so she took a peak, cautiously poking her head in and peering around seeing the taller Blond woman, lathering herself up under the torrent of the shower head, the soapy bubbles trickling down her soft form as sasha's face was as red as a cherry... regardless of gender, she had only seen herself naked till now... so she had to step back and take a moment, taking a deep slow breath before walking in, clearly uncomfortable and on edge... as she basically walked into the showers with her clothes on... good first impression im sure.

     With that out of the way she casually went to start washing, trying to tune out the naked woman behind her... or she would... till she realized there was no communal soap... so she turned awkwardly, wet and still very much clothed as she stuttered out a question "c-can I please b-borrow some soap?" she was so obviously nervous and out of her element... her eyes wide and a little panicked as she looked away, all her movements feeling very forced as she tried to make it work.

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Cheryl turned her head to see the new girl enter.  Someone she had never seen before, incredibly shy as well, two signs she was a brand new girl.  That and she did not bring anything in, clearly not understanding how things worked in the shower.  Her look also suggested she might be one of the girls who came here for a need of money.  She did not look very long though before returning to focus on her own shower.  She would not stare as the girl undressed and waited for her to realize she would need some help to get supplies to actually wash herself.

After hearing the question, she turned and was quite surprised at what she saw.  "...Give me a second."  She quickly finished rinsing the shampoo out of her hair and temporarily turned off the shower before walking over to her.  "You are brand new here, that much is obvious.  My name's Cheryl, by the way.  Many of us were shy our first time in here, but this is a bit much.  You should quickly learn to be comfortable around naked people here, men or women, and to be naked around them.  You will see a lot of them.  The guys might find it cute at first, but eventually you want to feel totally comfortable about it.   So, take all your clothes off, then ask me again."  She turned back around, to let her undress unwatched, and she turned her own shower back on, mostly to feel the hot water again.

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     It was at this point that Sasha glanced down, between her nerves and anxiousness about all of this she... did not realize she had forgotten to strip down. For once this is something she knew full well, she just tuned it out before well she was trying to... not be awkward about it, which failed spectacularly. thankfully the woman only scolded her a little bit, so sasha went off to one of the sides, looking for wherever people where supposed to change. hopefully she found it, and if she did not she simply went off to the side, either way she started stripping off the wet soppy clothing.

     She slowly pulled the slightly ragged shirt up over her head, letting her mess of a hair tumble down to her upper back in a fairly straight brown heap, before wringing it out just abit, a light grey tinted water coming out as she looks at it, mildly mortified at how dirty she was... before wrapping it up as she pulled off her too big pair of ratty jeans, squeezing the excess water out of them as well before folding them up  and stacking them in a corner or locker or... whatever was available. pulling off her plane bra and panties... exposing her decently large breasts, measuring roughly as a 32 D cup on the borderline of DD... and her basically untrimmed fresh little cunny nestled between her wider hips and round little rump... the curtains matched the drapes with a deep brown  hue.

     so now she was naked... and with a sigh she walked back into the shower, her face flushed pink, her breasts covered awkwardly behind one of her arms, well her sweet little pussy was hidden behind her other hand. she stammered out her words with a shy little voice "I-Im back... may i please B-borrow some soap? please?..."

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Cheryl wasn't sure what to make of this girl, women came here in many circumstances for many reasons.  But innocence, while charming could be dangerous.  Hopefully she had some idea what she was getting into and wouldn't be overwhelmed.  She picked up her bucket of shower materials turned around and held it out.  "Normally you are supposed to bring your own things after buying them.  Only towels and wash cloths are provided for free and shared between us.  But I assume this is your first day and you didn't bring much with you, so its not a big deal this time."  She was not inclined to pry to much about the girls circumstances or likely lack of experience.  This was a place where there were generally no secrets between the girls, no shame between them either, but new girls had to be eased into that and she was not going to talk about work unless Sasha asked her about it.

The bucket had various things in it.  She didn't use it all in every shower but brought it all along every time out of convenience.  There was shampoo, a bar of soap, body wash, and shaving materials among other things.  "You can borrow some of any of it you need, but obviously take one at a time and bring it back when you want something new."  The only 'preparation' she was going to give this was to give some practice being around another girl she just met while both were completely naked.  Of course things between two girls in a whorehouse shower sometimes got interesting but Cheryl had no plan to do that with a brand new girl, especially one so strangely innocent.

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     Sasha listened along intently, nodding along as Cheryl mentioned that she should have brought her own stuff normally... with another shy nod at the... "not having much" comment... either way she got the go ahead to clean herself up by borrowing from the bucket of... things? she only really had used some cheap bar soap even when she was back home... for both her hair and body... so that was familiar at least... but the shaving supplies, actual body wash, as well as any hair products and the like where unfamiliar... glancing at Cheryl who was looking at her she stammered out a quick "th-thank you!" before hesitantly grabbing the bar soap and scurrying off under one of the shower heads... unable to muster up enough courage to ask what any of that was.

     When she turned on the flow of water again she noticed something she missed before from her nerves.  the water was warm it had been awhile since she had the chance to rinse off... let alone shower... and even back home the water was... room temperature at best... freezing at worst... but this was so nice~ like a wet, warm hug flowing down and around her body... she was starting to tear up a little bit, thankfully the water hid her melancholy tears... as she went about lathering herself up with the soap. 

  • 2 weeks later...
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Cheryl went back to washing herself.  It was quiet for a few minutes as she considered whether or not to speak and what to talk about if they did speak.  She was going to avoid the subject of work still.  It seemed better to let this girl learn by doing it, just had to hope she had a decent first customer.  She decided instead to take the get to know her route and try to find out a little more about how someone like this ended up here.  "So what's your story?  Sorry to be blunt, but it looks like you do need money.  That's a pretty common reason to end up here, but even then, girls who end up here usually aren't quite so innocent."  She found it hard to believe the girl just walked by the place and picked it for a job without having any idea what she was getting into but it was just as hard to think of another way such a girl would end up in such a place.

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without really thinking she simply answered the question "up untill three weeks ago I never was let out of the attic... mom was ashamed of me... and kept me hidden when she brought her men friends home..." with a pause she idly wondered "not really sure why..." before going back to washing off the grime that built up over the last few weeks... before continuing on "anyways she kicked me out saying i wasn't worth feeding... so i was wandering around for awhile... seeing lots of... weird places and things... eventually ran into this guy who was all... wobbly... said I was cute and wished i was a... 'call girl'? When i was kinda just... confused... he told me to head to this building since it was close... and well... i applied! And... only found out what a brothel was afterwards... and what sex was... that was... awkward to ask that guy.... just abit..." it was slowly becoming more and more obvious that she was only using the bar soap, for everything... hair and all... she was getting significantly cleaner though... which she seemed to enjoy~

  • 2 weeks later...
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That was a new story.  Cheryl wondered how much she actually knew about sex, maybe only the most basic aspects of it?  She hoped it would not be too much such a girl but also did not think it was her place to try to convince her otherwise or to give her much education or warning of what to expect.  That was her mentor's job.  Instead she treated her like any other new girl, be reasonably helpful, welcoming and supportive.  "Well, I suspect you only have the slightest idea what you are getting into.  This job will be a life changing experience, and hopefully you find it more enjoyable than not."  It was hard to say just how much honesty and bluntness the circumstances warranted.  Whether she should try to explain just how extreme things could get.  Whether there was a mix of good and bad experiences.  Ultimately she decided it was not up to her, Sasha had to learn by experience.  Maybe her mentor would tell her more, but it was not really her place and even if the mentor taught her a little, a girl like this was probably better off just doing it.

Her grooming processes were another matter though, maybe it was her job to teach Sasha at least a little more about basic society, with how sheltered she had been.  "Moving on from that subject, is that how you always washed yourself, or are you just too shy to ask for shampoo?"  She could either of those being true.  She was not going to give the girl an elaborate lesson on female bathing and grooming procedures, if she had been neglected that education, but she could give a little help in the area.

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  • 3 weeks later...
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she froze, thinking about it for a moment... she... really had no clue what any of this would be like... she did not know... anything about this sex thing... she had talked to more people in the last 3 days then she had in the last 5 years before getting kicked out... she was panicking a bit... worried she would do a bad job and get kicked out again without understanding what she did wrong... she was slightly shivering under the falling water as her mind quietly raced, trying to figure out what to say, how to respond, what to do... her mind looping in on itself as she just thought about everything she could mess up on, every mistake she could make, thousands upon thousands of ways she could fail again...

just as fast as her mind drifted into that dark place she heard the other womans voice again, talking about... some kind of poo? with a very dubious look she peaked back at the woman, keeping her hand still well she held the bar of soap... still very much confused... but with a small cough she simply stated "I... only really ever used this till now..." shyly holding up the little bar of soap... before chiming in with a nervous little statement "also... what exactly... is this job... like? I only kinda know that a mans thing gets... stuck in my thing? Aside from that... i... dont know what i should... expect... and the more people say to wait for the trainer... the more nervous i am... i know i know nothing... i want to fix that..."

  • 2 weeks later...
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Cheryl thought a moment about how to answer that.  Did she try to explain it in detail?  Give her a taste of it lesbian style here and now?  "Hmmm I don't want to give you the wrong impression.  Most girls come here knowing a lot more, and almost always having experienced it already.  Explaining it in words, likely won't give you the full picture.  You wont really get it until you start doing it.  Though I will try to give you some idea."  There was another moment of thought.  "You will get a wide variety of customers here.  When a man does it right, sex will give you a sort of pleasure someone who has not experienced it yet can not really comprehend, its truly wonderful.  It won't always be lack that though.  Men get pleasure out of it a lot faster and easier than women, and there will be customers only interested their own pleasure."  She decided to give the girl a little more education that she almost certainly lacked.  "Its also how you get pregnant.  There are pills you can take to prevent that if you want, we all get them for free.  But if you want to have kids here, you can, and you will be paid extra if you try to have them.  She was reluctant to mention the extremes though, that pain and humiliation could be part of the job.

She walked over to the other girl and turned on the shower next to her.  If they were going to talk about the job, she had to get used to doing this with another naked woman next to her and she was going to give the girl some help she never had.  "Don't mind me, I'm going to give your hair the first real washing its ever had.  She wiped all the soap out of it, poured out some shampoo into her hand and began scrubbing it in.  "Honestly this is not an easy job, it is last resort for most of us.  You may not enjoy every day, but on the really good days, you will be unable to imagine doing anything else and wonder why you are paid to do something so satisfying."  The only falsehood in any of this was lies of omission, neglecting to mention the worst parts of it.  Though she wondered if a girl so innocent was even capable of feeling shame about sex work, and if it was just the pain aspects that might potentially push her away.

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  • 4 weeks later...
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     Sasha was frankly oblivious to the world of sex... Cheryl could have said just about anything and the young naïve girl would probably have believed her... so she simply accepted that she wouldn't know what all the fuss was about until she was on her back with the client between her thighs... or however they decided to claim her unspoiled little slit...  so she simply nodded along... mentally noting down that 1.there will be a lot of different types of people 2. it can feel... really good! 3. it can apparently also not be good... 4. men will probably be done with her quickly! 5. men can be greedy about feeling good.... 6. that's how baby's are made... weird... her mom made it sound like it was from eating to much food... 7. she can take something to not get pregnant... which honestly sounded nice... her mom made it clear having a kid was the worst thing to ever happen to her.... and knowing how it felt making mom feel like that... she didn't want to put a baby through that... so them being free was great! 8. she had apparently been washing herself incorrectly for her entire life... the slippery suds felt nice though... they clung to her hair and pulled it far less!.. 9. basically no one here wanted to be here... they all kinda just... had too when they had no choice... thinking back she couldn't help but force a grimace of a smile... it was kinda like her... 10. some days will be great, others not so much... at least it sounded like it wouldn't be too bad... that made her happy... quietly savoring the sensation of someone else touching her... lathering in the soap into her tangled yet surprisingly nice hair... all n all things sounded like they wouldn't be too bad... her room was already better then the box she had to hide in when mom had friends over, and people seemed nice atleast! as she sat there, water running down her body, listening to the woman's words... she couldn't help but feel a little optimistic about it all...

     all n all it was better then home... if nothing else people seemed to want her here!.. even if it was just so she could spread her legs...

  • 4 weeks later...
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Cheryl decided to go briefly into other combinations that could happen.  She did not want to dwell too much on the physical mechanics of sex, you should have some basic idea of how it worked, but it was better for a virgin to learn by experiencing it.  "Most of the time it will be you and one man.  The length of it can vary, they can choose just a few minutes, a few hours or potentially an all nighter and leave in the morning.  There are other possibilities of course, sometimes several men will share you for a single appointment.  If he has money to burn, one man might also pay to have two or three of us girls at the same time.  Its rare, but women do occasionally show up as customers as well.  Even rarer are the futanari.  Its possible you will never have a female or futanari customer, but you should be aware of it and ready for the possibility.  We also have a few VERY rich customers.  They will occasionally pay for a proper orgy."  She realized the other might not know such a word.  "He essentially hires all the girls in the building for night, brings a small number of friends, and has a night long party with a lot of sex involved."  That tended to happen a few times a year, it was very likely Sasha would get some experience before then.  It rare for them to have a virgin at all, even rarer for them to lose their virginity to something like that.  "You will likely meet a wide variety of people here, some in poor circumstances, coming here as a last resort for a woman's touch.  Others could be very successful and will want to do it with you because they just want to do it just because they want to have a woman without any potential complications and no strings attached.  Sometimes they will want to talk to you, get to know you to varying degrees, others will want to focus on the sex.  In time you will ideally learn how to handle each type of customer the best."  She had no idea how much of this Sasha truly understood, but it seemed to be worth mentioning.

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