Allen's loan, Allie's moan
Added 2025-04-15 11:54:44 +0000 UTCThe bitter salty taste continued to linger in her mouth.
Why couldn’t they have just killed me? She thought as she rose back up to her knees.
Allan had run a simple cafe but times got tough. When he was on the verge of closing down, the syndicate made an offer that saved his business. They would bring cash in, he would document it as sales, and then pay it back to them as “suppliers” after taking 20% for himself. It worked well, life got comfortable.
Until Allen was arrested with couple ounces of coke on him.
To avoid prison, he told the cops all about the money laundering. Despite Allen’s testimony, the cops only got the hand-off guy. The syndicate had covered their tracks too well.
Allen was going to run but they were waiting for him.
It took a year in an underground clinic to make Allen into the beautiful woman she now was. By the time they had finished, she was broken and submissive. They put her to work in a European brothel.
While Allen entertained her clients in the most feminine way, the man inside still recoiled in horror at what she was.
