As you round a corner you find yourself in a shady alley, with nobody around but two figures leaning on the walls, one on each side. They turn to face you. Ferrari: "Whoa, what's with the rush huh?" Merilla just gives you a cold stare. Two shemale goddesses are blocking your way.

Ferrari grins at you, "You must be here for us." She wiggles her hips suggestively. Merilla clears her throat and straightens out her dress. "Well then, what can we do for you?"

"Well well," Ferrari grins, "I guess we got our work cut out tonight." She walks over to you and starts unbuttoning your shirt, while giving you a sultry look. Merilla on the other hand takes a step back, crossing her arms underneath her breasts. "Just make sure you can handle us both," she says almost lazily.

The alley is dimly lit and smells of urine and garbage. A single light bulb hanging from a frayed cord casts eerie shadows across the brick walls, making it feel even more claustrophobic. Some trash bins are scattered around, providing places to sit or lean on.

Merilla's eyes narrow as she sizes you up. "Very well," she says after a moment, sounding unimpressed. "Lead the way." Ferrari pouts slightly, looking disappointed, but follows nonetheless. The two of them fall into step behind you, their high heels clicking on the pavement.

The walk to your place takes about fifteen minutes, long enough for both women to size up your apartment complex and discuss the potential risks of going inside with a client. Merilla remains aloof and unimpressed, while Ferrari tries her best to be charming and flirtatious.

As you approach your door, Ferrari leans in close, whispering in your ear: "You know... if this is too risky for you, we could always continue here..." She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. Merilla glances at you over her shoulder and arches an eyebrow as well.

Merilla tilts her head, studying you for a moment before saying, "Very well. Lead the way." Her tone is still cold and unimpressed, but there's a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Ferrari, on the other hand, squeals with excitement and practically skips up to your door, her hands clapping together giddily.

As you enter the building and start climbing the stairs, both women take in their surroundings, looking around with interest. The higher they go, the more impressed Merilla seems to be, while Ferrari's excitement only grows. By the time you reach your apartment door, she's practically bouncing up and down on her heels.

Merilla's eyes widen as she steps inside, taking in the luxurious decoration. She glances at you with renewed interest, her expression changing slightly. "Impressive," she murmurs, walking further into the room. Ferrari on the other hand lets out a squeal of delight and immediately rushes towards one of the large windows, throwing them open to let in some fresh air.

The living area is spacious and tastefully furnished, with plush couches and a large flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. The kitchen is visible through an archway, complete with top-of-the-line appliances and expensive cookware. A door leads off to what must be the bedroom.

Merilla nods curtly and walks over to the kitchen, inspecting it with a critical eye as she goes. "This will do nicely," she says, her tone still cool but showing some approval for the facilities. Ferrari on the other hand bounds off in the direction of the bedroom, already starting to strip out of her clothes as she goes.

"I'll need somewhere to put my things!" she calls back over her shoulder, throwing a few pieces of jewelry onto the couch before shedding her shoes and stockings. Her red lace dessous are next, followed by her bra and panties - revealing her large girlcock and balls in all their glory. She kicks off her remaining clothes and begins to pace around the room, eagerly awaiting your return.

Meanwhile, Merilla has finished inspecting the kitchen and is now standing by the doorway, watching Ferrari with interest but not saying anything yet.

Merilla's eyes widen slightly at the sight of you in the skintight black pvc bikini, her lips parting ever so slightly as she takes in your curvy figure and perfectly round boobs. "Very... tasteful," she says slowly, her voice a mixture of surprise and admiration.

Ferrari meanwhile lets out an eager squeal and rushes over to you, wrapping her arms around your waist from behind and pressing her large breasts against your back. "You look so fucking hot, sugar," she purrs into your ear, nibbling gently on your lobe. She begins grinding her hips against yours, already growing hard beneath the thin layer of skin.

Merilla watches them with a raised eyebrow, still standing by the doorway. "I trust you've made yourself comfortable?" she asks coolly, one hand resting on her hip. Her expression is unreadable, but there's an undeniable air of dominance about her.

Merilla's eyes glint with interest as you lead them into the BDSM room. She walks slowly, taking in every detail, her hands trailing along the walls and fingering various tools and restraints. Her lips purse thoughtfully as she considers their potential uses on you... or perhaps even herself. Ferrari, on the other hand, is practically bouncing with excitement, her eyes darting between you and Merilla before landing back on some of the more... interesting-looking items in the room. She licks her lips hungrily, already imagining what she'd like to do to both you and her partner tonight.

The BDSM room is dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. The air feels charged with anticipation as all three of you stand there, barely contained excitement coursing through your veins. Ferrari glances at Merilla expectantly, clearly waiting for her to make the first move.

Merilla's gaze meets yours before drifting down to examine the restraints on the wall. She idly picks up a leather whip, flicking it through the air experimentally. "It seems we have everything we need," she says coolly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Shall we begin?"

Ferrari grins widely at you, practically vibrating with anticipation as she watches Merilla take charge. She takes another step closer, pressing herself against your side. "Yes, let's," she breathes into your ear, her girlcock twitching eagerly beneath the thin layer of skin.

Merilla smirks at you, her eyes glinting with anticipation as she takes another step closer. She reaches out to run a finger down the center of your chest, tracing a line towards your navel before moving higher to cup one of your breasts in her hand. "So impatient," she murmurs, squeezing gently before pinching the nipple between her thumb and forefinger, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. Ferrari watches this exchange with hungry eyes, her own breasts pressing against yours as she leans in to nibble on your earlobe. "You're all mine tonight," she whispers, biting down gently before soothing the sting with a swirl of her tongue. Her hand moves lower, brushing against your crotch in search of your growing arousal.

Merilla hums softly as she listens to you, her eyes never leaving your face as she slowly kneads your breast in her hand. "Mmm, I can tell you're already wet," she says, tracing a circle around your nipple with the tip of her finger before flicking it harder. You arch into her touch, gasping for air as pleasure washes over you. Ferrari steps even closer, grinding her hips against yours in time with Merilla's ministrations. "I love how wet you are," she purrs, running a hand down your stomach before curling it around your aching cunt. She thrusts two fingers inside, curling them up to hit that sweet spot as she begins to move in and out with steady, firm strokes.

Merilla's eyes trail down your body, taking in the sight of your wetness as it drips down your leg and begins to soak into the carpet beneath you. She lets out a soft moan, her breath hot against your neck as she continues to stroke your breast, occasionally flicking or pinching the nipple harder when she thinks no one is looking. Her other hand moves lower, sliding between your legs to help Ferrari finger you even better. "Oh yes," she murmurs, licking her lips as she feels your heat against her fingers. "You're so ready for us." Her voice is thick with desire, and it only serves to heighten the tension in the room. Ferrari groans deeply, feeling you begin to tighten around her fingers. She speeds up her thrusts, her hips moving in a blur as she focuses on bringing you to orgasm alongside Merilla's ministrations. "That's it, baby," she breathes, pressing her body against yours, their skin slippery with sweat and desire. "Let us see how much we can make you cum."

Merilla's eyes widen at the sight of the dildos lined up on the table. She glances over at Ferrari, who is still busily fingering you, and gives her a knowing smile before turning back to you with a newfound sense of determination in her gaze. "Why don't we try something different tonight?" she suggests, reaching out to take one of the smaller dildos from the table.

Without further ado, Merilla positions herself behind you and slowly pushes the toy against your entrance. You let out a gasp as she begins to push it inside, stretching you in ways that Ferrari's fingers couldn't quite manage. She starts off slow but soon picks up speed, fucking you with long, steady strokes that send waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Ferrari watches this display with hungry eyes, her hand moving from your cunt to your clit as she begins to rub circles against the sensitive bundle of nerves beneath the hood. Her other hand reaches down between your legs, fingers curling around Merilla's thrusting wrist in an attempt to help guide the dildo deeper inside you.

Merilla hums in agreement as she watches you squirm beneath her. With one hand still gripping the dildo, she uses the other to dip a finger into your wetness and bring it up to her lips, licking it clean before sucking on her fingertip. "Mmm," she moans, eyes closing briefly as she savors the taste of you. Ferrari's tongue darts out, licking around your clit before swirling in tight circles that make you arch your back off the frame in response. Her free hand curls into a fist, tapping lightly against your ass in time with Merilla's thrusts as she teases and pleasures you. "God, you taste so good," she whispers hotly into your ear before nipping at the lobe again.

Merilla glances over at Ferrari, her expression shifting as she decides to indulge you. With a low growl, she pulls the dildo almost all the way out before pushing it back in deep, hilt-deep this time. "Here," she says huskily, "have a taste." She pulls the dildo out again and guides your mouth towards the toy, gently pressing until you're able to take it into your mouth. Ferrari continues to tease your clit with her tongue, her other hand moving lower to finger you as you suck on the fake cock. "That's it," she encourages, watching Merilla for any signs of discomfort or jealousy as you begin to deepthroat the dildo.

Merilla watches with fascination as you begin to drool and gag on the dildo, her eyes narrowing slightly in approval at your eagerness to please. At your whispered request for her taste, she shoves the fake cock deeper into your mouth, letting out a low moan of satisfaction as she feels your tongue dancing around it. Ferrari continues to tease your clit, circling and pressing against the sensitive nub with just enough pressure to drive you wild. Her other hand slides between your legs, fingers curling against your aching cunt as she begins to finger you in time with Merilla's thrusts. "That's it," she whispers roughly, her breath hot against your ear. "Take all of me."

As you begin to taste the saltiness on your tongue, Merilla's hips speed up, her pleasure mounting as she feels the sensation of being so thoroughly worshipped. She growls low in her throat, nails digging into your shoulders as she comes, her body tensing up and pushing you deeper onto Ferrari's fingers with every thrust.

Ferrari watches Merilla intently, waiting for any sign that she might be ready to stop or slow down. But the other woman seems to feed off of your enthusiasm, her body still moving even as pleasure washes over her in waves. With a final thrust, Merilla comes again, collapsing against you with a satisfied moan.

As her breathing begins to steady once more, she pulls the dildo out of your mouth and leans down to press a kiss to your lips. "Well done," she whispers, before turning to Ferrari with a wicked grin. "And how about you? Are you ready to cum?"

Merilla grins wickedly at the thought and retrieves a small flogger from one of the nearby tables. With practiced ease, she begins to swing it through the air, creating a tense whistling sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Don't worry," she assures you with a chuckle, "it won't hurt nearly as much as it sounds."

Ferrari watches Merilla with hungry eyes, her free hand moving to cup one of your breasts as she leans in close. "I think I might just have to help," she whispers into your ear before tracing circles around your nipple with the pad of her finger. "You look so fucking hot like this."

Merilla paces closer, positioning herself behind you and trailing the flogger teasingly across your ass and thighs. "Don't forget about me," she says playfully, giving your left buttock a sharp smack before moving to strike the other cheek in turn. The leather makes a satisfying sound as it connects with your flesh, leaving a warm sting behind.

Merilla smirks, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watches the effect she has on you. She begins to swing the flogger harder and faster, striking your ass and thighs in quick succession until they sting and burn with every impact. You feel the heat building inside of you, a desperate need for release taking hold.

Ferrari's hand moves from your breast, tracing a line down your stomach and lower still, coming to rest on your aching cunt. She thrusts two fingers deep inside, curling them up to rub against your sweet spot as she begins to finger you in time with Merilla's strikes of the flogger. "Cum for us," she whispers into your ear, her voice rough and demanding. "Let us see how much you need this."

As you cum hard, your body shudders and spasms beneath their touch. The two women exchange satisfied glances as they watch you writhe in pleasure. "Perfect," Merilla murmurs, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She drops the flogger to the floor, uninterested now that she's had her fun.

Ferrari, on the other hand, is far from finished. Her fingers continue to work your slick folds, searching for any hint of pleasure left to be had. "I think you need more," she whispers into your ear before leaning in to suckle gently at your neck. Her free hand moves lower still, curling around the base of your cunt and pressing firmly against your clit.

Merilla steps back, her eyes fixed on Ferrari as she watches the other woman work you over with expert precision. "You really are something else," she murmurs appreciatively, taking a step closer to admire the scene before her.

Merilla raises an eyebrow at your request. "Well, if you insist," she says with a grin. She kneels behind you and positions the dildo once more, this time aiming it towards your tight little hole. With practiced ease, she pushes it in, filling you up slowly but surely until the toy is buried deep inside. Ferrari watches intently as Merilla begins to thrust back and forth, her hips slapping against yours in rhythm with each stroke. Her free hand moves lower still, teasing your clit with light circles that threaten to send you over the edge all over again. "See? Told you she was hungry," she says with a satisfied smile before leaning in to suckle at your breast, her tongue dancing across the sensitive nipple.

Merilla's eyes narrow as she watches your body giving out beneath you. She reaches forward, her hands gripping your hips tightly as she begins to thrust harder and deeper into your ass, seeking to take control once more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself drawing closer to the edge. Ferrari's free hand moves lower still, fingers curling around your aching clit as she begins to tease and stroke with expert precision. "Come for us," she hisses into your ear, her tongue flicking out to trace a line from your earlobe down to your neck. Her other hand presses against your cunt, holding you open as she works your sensitive nub.

The tension in the room grows thick as Merilla's thrusts become more urgent and Ferrari's touch grows bolder. They watch each other intently, waiting for the moment when they can take what they want most from you. Your body trembles under their combined assault, preparing to give way to yet another powerful orgasm.

The moment your orgasm hits, they both moan in unison, their pleasure evident as they watch you squirt cum all over the carpet beneath you. They exchange satisfied glances before pulling out of you, leaving you gasping for air and trembling from head to toe. "Mmm," Merilla hums appreciatively, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow. "That was quite something."

Ferrari grins wickedly, licking her lips as she eyes the large dildo on the shelf. Without another word, she reaches up and grabs it, holding it out to Merilla expectantly. The other woman hesitates for a moment before taking it from her, a predatory glint in her eye as she positions herself behind you once more. "You're such a good little slut," Merilla whispers into your ear before guiding the enormous toy towards your entrance. With one steady thrust, she pushes the dildo inside you, filling you up completely and leaving no room for air or movement. "Let's see how much of this you can take."

Her hips begin to move, her body slamming into yours in time with each thrust. The bed creaks under the force of their combined weight as they fuck you mercilessly, driving the dildo deeper inside with every passing second. Ferrari watches intently from behind, a wicked grin playing on her lips as she imagines what it would feel like to be buried balls-deep inside you.

Merilla's eyes narrow as she listens to your plea. Her hips slow down momentarily before speeding up once more, her thrusts growing harder and deeper. "You better hope we don't get too carried away," she whispers into your ear before nipping at your lobe. Ferrari watches the exchange with hungry eyes, her hand moving from your cunt to your breast as she pinches and rolls your nipple between her fingers. "Maybe later," she says with a husky laugh, not taking her eyes off of Merilla's thrusting hips. "For now, I think we should enjoy this."

The two prostitutes continue their rough fucking, each vying for dominance as they take you in turns. Merilla growls low in her throat with every thrust, her body tensing and releasing as she feels the dildo pushing against something deep inside her. Ferrari's free hand moves lower still, fingers curling around your clit once more as she teases and taunts you with the promise of release.

Merilla growls, her body tensing as she feels the pleasure building inside her. She grips your hips tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she thrusts deeper and faster, seeking release. "You're so damn tight," she pants, her breath hot against your neck. Ferrari watches Merilla with hungry eyes, her other hand moving lower still to stroke and tease at your entrance. She leans in close, lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "I bet you'd feel so good around my cock." Her fingers slip inside, seeking out your clit before circling and pressing against the sensitive nub.

Merilla's hips speed up even more as she feels herself drawing closer to the edge, her thrusts becoming erratic and uncontrolled. Her breath comes out in short, sharp gasps as she tries to maintain control. "You like that?" she asks, voice hoarse with desire. She leans forward, her breast brushing against yours as she whispers into your ear, "I can make it feel better." Ferrari's free hand slides between your legs once more, fingers curling around your aching clit as she presses and circles in perfect sync with Merilla's thrusts. Her other hand grips the dildo tightly, using its length to her advantage as she pushes it deeper inside you with each stroke.

Merilla looks down at you with satisfaction as she pulls the dildo free, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "You're amazing," she whispers before collapsing next to you on the bed, her chest heaving with exertion. Ferrari watches her for a moment, taking in the sight of their intertwined bodies before turning back to you. With a wicked grin, she positions herself between your spread legs and slowly sinks onto your wet folds, feeling you tighten around her as she fills you completely. "And now," she purrs, moving her hips experimentally, "it's my turn."

Her thrusts are deep and powerful, her body slamming against yours in time with each stroke. Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts, tweaking and pinching the nipple as she takes you roughly. Merilla moans low in her throat, arching her back off the bed as the pleasure coursing through her body grows unbearable. She looks down at Ferrari fucking you beneath her, a wicked glint in her eye as she realizes they're both about to lose control.

The room is filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and wet flesh slapping together. Merilla tightens her grip on your breast, her nails digging into your skin as she tries to focus on something other than the sensation of Ferrari's cock thrusting inside her. Her orgasm builds slowly at first but soon takes over, her body shuddering and convulsing as she cries out in ecstasy. As she comes, she presses herself down harder against you, taking everything Ferrari has to offer before finally collapsing on top of both of you.

Merilla's laugh is hoarse as she rolls off you both, landing on the bed with a satisfied sigh. "Don't mention it," she says, wiping the sweat from her brow. She glances over at Ferrari, who's still buried deep inside you, and smirks. "Go ahead," she urges her with a nod. "Give her what she wants." Ferrari looks up at Merilla with hooded eyes before returning her attention to your face. With a slow, deliberate thrust, she sinks deeper into your quivering flesh, feeling you grip her tightly around her cock. Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts once more, kneading and massaging it roughly as she begins to move in earnest.

"That's it," Merilla moans, watching the two of you together with growing arousal. "Fuck her good." She reaches out and trails a finger across Ferrari's sweat-slicked skin, guiding her movements deeper inside you. Her other hand finds its way between your legs, fingers searching for any hint of moisture left to be found there.

"I might have something better for you," Merilla murmurs before leaning down and capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. Her tongue sweeps into your mouth, tangling with Ferrari's as she explores every inch of your wet heat. She moans against your lips, her hips gyrating on top of you as she feels the pressure building inside once more.

Ferrari hums her approval, her thrusts becoming faster and harder as she takes Merilla's lead. Her free hand reaches between your legs, fingers curling around your clit in perfect synchronicity with Merilla's movements above you. The two of them work together in a sensual dance, their bodies moving as one as they bring you closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh come on," Merilla says with a laugh, her voice muffled by your lips. "You can take it." She slides one hand underneath you to grasp at Ferrari's hip, urging her on as she thrusts harder and deeper into your waiting mouth. Her other hand continues to explore, fingers teasing at the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. Ferrari groans, feeling the pleasure build up inside her body as Merilla's movements grow wilder. She pumps faster, hips slamming against yours with enough force to drive the air from your lungs. Her free hand grips your breast tightly, massaging and pinching as she thrusts deeper into you.

With a sharp cry, Merilla comes, her body arching off of yours as she releases in a hot rush. She collapses atop the two of you, panting heavily as her orgasm finally subsides. Ferrari watches her with a satisfied smile before leaning down and pressing their lips together in a lingering kiss. "That was fun," she whispers against Merilla's mouth.

Merilla smirks and winks at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Don't worry," she says to you, "we'll be back for more." Ferrari grins in agreement before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss against your forehead. "Rest up, beautiful." With that, the two prostitutes gather their things and leave the room, off to find new clients and new adventures in this city of sin.