Why I am who I am 6

A sad tell of Rape and love lost. The end of my time in the Army. Money was made. And the cost was higher than I expected.

Sorry it has taken so long for me to get back. Life has been a little crazy. On with my messed up life.

We made it to the airport the next Saturday. That night I only had four guys to fuck. And I was disappointed to say the least.
“$200 bucks, really Charles, you can’t find anyone else. Is my pussy getting wore out or something?”
“ no, it’s just a slow weekend. I’m here for you if you want some dick. Let’s just enjoy the rest of the night just you and me. “
And we did, I enjoyed the hell out of his dick. He was slow and gentle. His fat cock brought me to orgasm quickly. He didn’t seem to mind that I was full of cum from the four guy before him. And he even bought breakfast the next morning. But after that weekend the next was even worse. With just two guys and a longer time with just Charles and I. I may have been from Kentucky, but I wasn’t that stupid. Pussy cells well so I had a talk with Charles on the way back
“ hey, I am getting the feeling that you aren’t finding anyone to fuck me because you want me all for yourself. “
“Is that such a bad thing? I can give you more money if that’s what is bothering you. “
“ I enjoy what we have here Charles. But $500 A weekend is a slow weekend. I enjoy the sex. I enjoy lots of sex. I can’t take all your money. And I won’t because we’re friends. “
“What if I wanted to be more than friends? Come on Jen, it’s a fun game but I think it’s time to just stop playing. Do I have to say it out loud. I love you. I want you for my own”
I couldn’t believe it. First he drugs me, sells me like I’m some piece of meat. Then we become partners in prostitution where we both make a lot of money. And now he just wants to call it quits and start dating like we’re regular people . I should have taken him up on that offer. But I was pretty messed up. I’ve been getting raped and fucked for years I didn’t even know how to stop.
“Sure, we can do that. It will be hard with you being my sergeant. It’s not like we can go out on dates people will notice. But if he just wanna say the weekends are ours, then we’ll make the best of it.
That’s great. I thought you were going to be mad about losing the money. I’m glad you chose me Jen. I’ll keep you happy. Don’t worry about that.”
I didn’t worry, when we got back to Manheim. I kissed him goodbye and went to my room. Then I got changed and went to the club on base. Where I picked up 6 guys one at a time and took them back to my room. By 11pm I had a sore pussy and $600 dollars. Being my own boss was paying off well. The weekends sergeant Davis would take me to the airport with him where we would spend a few days in the back of the cab fucking our brain out. Occasionally, we would have lunch together. But after work, I played the part of The barracks whore. And I played it well. Too well. Within a month I was standing in front of my first sergeant desk.
“ private Jones, I was out last night and overheard a rumor that one of my truck drivers was selling herself. I didn’t want to believe it. So I followed these guys back to the barracks. Do you know where they stopped? Do you know what I heard as I walked past your room ten minutes later?”
“ I imagine you heard me enjoying myself. I don’t know why those guys would make up a story about me selling my ass. I enjoy getting fucked. I’m not a prostitute. I’m a slut. Like most girls in the barracks first Sergeant.”
“I’m not stupid private. I asked them how much you charge. Not we can call the PMs or you can start showing me how good your skills are with that mouth of your.”
I smiled, what was one more blow job. It kept me out of the motor pool. And if I played my cards right I could use this to my advantage. It cost me. But by then I didn’t leave my room without half a bottle of lube up my ass. And when he bent me over his desk I was glad I had made that decision earlier. My first sergeant didn’t think twice about it. He got his cock hard then went straight to fucking my ass.
“ my pussy is pretty good too”I breathed out trying my best not too scream.
“ where I can have you telling everyone it’s my baby in your belly. No thanks. I like butt fucking your tight ass. Or at least it used to be tight.”
He laughed as he ruined my ass for the night. I knew by the time he was done I wouldn’t be able to sell it that night. I mean I could have. But I had standards back then. I didn’t think it was right to charge $200 dollars to pop my ass then give the man sloppy seconds. I stayed there bent over that desk for a while. When he was done. He surprised me by throwing a hundred bucks on the desk in front of me.
Turn around and clean me up. I’ll be needing you in here every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon. I better not get somebody else’s cum on my dick. I want you clean for our visits.”
“ I understand first sergeant. “ I said, as I dropped my knees. And began to lick his shitty dick. I didn’t get out of PT or anything really. I just ended up with another client. And a sore ass. Even after I told him I couldn’t get pregnant. He didn’t care. His wife wouldn’t let him have her ass. I even saw her a few times. She was quietly waiting for him every other Thursday when we got done. I walked out of his office trying not to let his cum stain my pants. Trying my best not to fart cum as I walked by her. I would stop and look at them hugging and kissing each other. Like he didn’t just rape his little soldier. His pet name for me. It made me feel cheep. Because I was.
Things didn’t improve between Charles and myself. It wasn’t long before he found out I was pimping myself out. He got all pissed and called me names. Tried to get my in trouble with the first sergeant. I felt bad. Sort of. But I was a whore. My pussy was wet and ready anytime. I enjoyed the money and the power I had. Every guy was a trick. And I turned a lot of tricks. Another year and I was heading back to the states. Back to Fort Jackson.
I put my whore business on hold. Did the last six months in the army driving ammunition out to the range.
It had been 4 long years. I had taken about 6 miles worth of dick as I tried to figure it all one night. I made just shy of 300 thousand dollars. I told the irs I won it playing poker. It was better to pay taxes than go to jail trying to hide it.
My ass hole looked like an old woman had owned it. And my pussy lips just hung down and opened most of the time. I had turned my tight teenage holes into old used money makers. I had to get some plastic surgery to get my money makers looking good again. Money well spent. I never saw Sergeant Davis again I left him sitting in a hotel room. I let him fuck me anytime he wanted. But he wanted more than I deserved. He deserved better than me. I hope he found someone who would love him as much as he deserved.
Sorry if this chapter wasn’t as sexy as some of my others. Sometimes life isn’t that sexy. Sometimes it just sucks.
I went back to Kentucky and fucked Steve. Well raped Steve. Then I got a job driving a truck on the civilian side. I made a lot of money doing that job.
The next chapter of my life was full of sacrifice and sadness. I’ll try not to take so long. But life is what it is.
Thanks for reading my messed up life.