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   THE HARD BODY SHOP CLERK CH.  13: FRIDAY MORNING

   On Friday morning the John called Holman while Cori got dressed in her
Daisy Duke attire.  Holman instructed that she meet him at the local TV
station - there was only one in town, as most of their programming came out
of Atlanta.  They were going to shoot a commercial there with Cori
endorsing Holman for mayor.

   On the way there, Cori, looking to John as her father-figure and mentor,
asked him for some advice.  "John," she said, "I know I said I'd take the
$10,000 from Holman and let him do what he wants, but I don't think I
really want to.  Do you think it's OK for me to change my mind?  I mean, I
fuck so much and act so slutty sometimes, do I really have a good reason to
say no?  It's good money, but I just don't want to do it for some reason."

   "Then absolutely don't," John said.  "We'll all stand behind you on
this. In fact, I'll tell Holman myself when we get there, just to make sure
there is no confusion."

   "Thanks," Cori smiled.  "That makes me feel a lot better."

   Holman didn't take the news well, having already been informed that Cori
had accepted the offer.  "You should learn to make a decision and stick
with it, young lady," he lectured.  "If you make a promise, you need to
keep it."

   "Are you saying you don't want Cori's help?" John said, taking Cori's
hand and starting toward the door.

   "No, no," Holman said quickly.  "I'm just a little disappointed in you,
Cori.  But you look fantastic and I think this is going to be a great
commercial.  The plan's still on - you do your job, I win and the shop
prospers."

   "Sounds good," Cori said.  "Put me to work."

   John stood off to the side while Cori and Holman filmed their
commercials.  They had Cori reaching high above her head and pulling a fake
pair off a fake tree limb.  The camera focused directly on her perky tits
and jutting nipples, which strained against her tiny white tank top. 
Holding the pear in front of tits with both hands, she then smiled at the
camera and said, "take it from a girl who knows something about great
pairs, vote for Holman and Brown." Then Holman came into the picture, put
his arm around Cori's exposed waist and said, "as your mayor, I promise to
make sure Darien stacks up with the best small towns in the state."

   It was cheesy and cheap, but it mattered only that Cori was in the
picture.  Her presence would mean hundreds or maybe thousands of votes from
people who were either on the fence or weren't planning to vote at all.

   After the shoot, they went to the tailor to have her measured for a gown
for Monday's dinner.  Holman insisted that Cori ride in the back seat of
his town car with him while John followed in his car.

   As they sat in the backseat, Holman put his hand on Cori's bare thigh
and gently rubbed it.  "You look spectacular today, Cori," Holman said. 
"Nice job on the commercial."

   "Thank you, sir," Cori said, batting her eyes at him, trying hard to win
him over and make him forget that she wasn't going to sleep with him.

   "I'm very disappointed about our arrangement being limited," Holman
said. "It kind of makes this all awkward.  I mean, if I touch your tits are
you going to balk?  Where do we draw the line?"

   "Well, sir," Cori said, "if you don't mind, I'd like to suggest a
similar arrangement to what we have with our customers.  You can look and
touch, but nothing too hard and no sex.  I really appreciate you being such
a gentleman about this."

   "I see," Holman said.  "So, I could lift your top and squeeze your tits
and we'd have no issue?"

   "That's right."

   Holman lifted her top and filled both hands with the best tits he had
ever seen - high praise considering his extensive sampling of strippers,
call girls, sorority chicks and wannabe models.  He had seen some marvelous
plastic surgery, but these beat them all with no enhancements.

   "And a finger in your pussy?" he asked.

   "It's yours to feel," Cori smiled, leaning back and sticking her tits
out for him.

   "Well, this isn't such a bad deal," Holman said, keeping one hand on her
tits and shoving the other insider her tight shorts.  "Too bad we can't
seal it, though.  Doesn't seem like a girl willing to do all this would be
so high and mighty as to say my cock's not good enough for her slutty
pussy. But whatever."

   Cori hated his tone and disliked him more each minute.  "I'm sorry you
feel that way, sir," Cori said.  "But I appreciate you respecting my
wishes." Men like Holman were why Cori appreciated her co-workers so much.
Holman had no respect for her at all.  She didn't mind acting like a slut
for the guys who did treat her well and respect her.  But for a guy like
Holman, well, just feeling his hands on her nearly made her ill.  She was
starting to regret this whole arrangement.  It's for the good of the shop,
she kept telling herself.

   "Come on, slut," Holman said when they got to the shop.  "Time to get
you all dressed up."

   The tailor turned out to be Holman's twin sister, Verna.  She didn't
look anything like her brother, however.  She was tall like him, with dark
hair, but she was really quite attractive and Cori guessed she was quite
the hottie not so long ago.  Verna eyed Cori up and down, nodded to her
brother and wasted no time in making Cori strip right in front of all of
them while she took measurements.  The way she looked at Cori and kept
copping feels, it was obvious that she was either lesbian or bi.  While
Cori had no problem with that - she and Gina had a few fun times every now
and then - Holman's sister had the same effect on her that Holman did.

   "Any suggestions, sis?" Holman asked Verna.

   "I'm thinking something skin tight," Verna said, "with slits up the
sides to her waist, and backless."

   "Yeah," Holman said.  "Can you do one where the belly is cut out too, so
you can see her navel?"

   "Sure," Verna said.  "Are you going to have her on stage?"

   "Yes," Holman said.  "Why?"

   "Well, if we use a sheer material and you tell them to backlight her
with the spotlight, it will be like she's naked up there.  They'll be able
to see her nipples and her panties or whatever she has on underneath it."

   "I like the sound of that," Holman said.

   "OK," Verna said.  "I'll take care of it."

   "Make sure it's tight," Holman said.  "If she gets a goose bump, I want
people to be able to see it."

   "Got it," Verna smiled as she tweaked Cori's nipple.  "We'll make sure
you can see these things from a mile away.  Any chance there might be a
post-party celebration I could attend?" She licked her lips lewdly.

   "Afraid not," Holman said.  "Apparently, not all desk workers need
$10,000."

   "I see," Verna smirked.  "Well, she will someday, I bet.  When she does,
bring her to me, will you brother, dear?"

   "Of course," Holman said.  "Anything for my sister."

   Cori nearly threw up, but managed to stomach the thought of a threesome
with Holman and his sister long enough to make it outside and get some
fresh air.  She was so glad when Holman said they were done for the day and
she was able to get in the car with John and head back to the shop.

   "Let's just get this election over with and you out of that man's life,"
John said.  "At least one of you will definitely be with you at all these
events.  I don't trust that man or his sister."



   THE HARD BODY SHOP CLERK CH.  14: FRIDAY AFTERNOON

   John and Cori filled Ben in on the morning events when the got back to
the shop.  "We'll keep an eye on it," Ben said.  "If it gets too crazy,
we'll pull out.  I don't care how powerful he thinks he is."

   "Thanks, Ben," Cori said.  "You don't know how much I appreciate that."

   "No, but I'm sure you'll show me later," Ben said, chuckling.

   "Why not now?" Cori gave a fake pout.

   "Because now you're going to take Chad to lunch and not come back the
rest of the day.  It's his last day and, unless you really have an
objection to it, I'd like to waive his allotment restrictions and just let
him enjoy one last day with you before he goes to Florida."

   "Sounds good to me," Cori said.  She decided this wasn't a good time to
mention Chad's extra aggression lately.  Besides, it wasn't like she was
scared of him.  He had caught her off guard, but she still trusted him.  It
would be an honor to send him off in style.

   "Good," Ben said.  "I'll go tell him.  Tell him we'll see him tomorrow
before he goes."

   "Will do," Cori said.

   She saw Ben and Chad talking, Chad nodding and smiling and shaking Ben's
hand.  It was a nice gesture on Ben's part to give Chad this day.  Cori was
determined to make sure she lived up to his expectations.

   Chad was practically running out of the back, smiling at her as he
grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her along behind him.  He was in a
hurry, no doubt about it.  As soon as they got in the car, he leered over
at her, "this is going to be so much fun!"

   "You bet!" Cori said, matching his enthusiasm as best she could.

   Chad just nodded and pulled out his cell phone.  "Hey, it's me.  Yeah, I
got off early today.  You ready?  Yeah, no reason to wait, right?  Still
500, right?  Good.  10 minutes."

   Cori had no idea what that was all about and didn't ask.  10 minutes
later, she wished she would have.  If she had, she might have jumped out of
the moving car.  Instead, by the time she figured it out, it was too late.

   Chad was flying down an old country road - more of a path than a road,
really.  He didn't answer her questions about where they were going.  He
was quiet, serious, but excited.

   They pulled up next to an old shack that was tucked back in behind a
clump of trees, practically invisible from the path.  She looked at Chad
then back at the shack.  Her heart sank when she saw Jarvis come hopping
out the front door.  He was naked and stroking his cock.  His big grin
showed off his scraggly teeth - half of which were missing - and he looked
like he hadn't bathed in days.  "Woo-hoo!" he was yelling.  "My bitch is
here!"

   "What the hell is going on?" Cori demanded, looking nervously at Jarvis,
who was stroking his cock and leering at her.

   "Your dream come true, babe!" Jarvis screamed.  "Come to daddy!"

   "Hold on," Chad said.  "You owe me something, don't you?"

   "Oh yeah, oh yeah," Jarvis said.  He was jumping around like a madman
and Cori wondered what kind of drug he was on today.  "Here you go!" Jarvis
through a wad of bills at Chad and then grabbed hold of Cori while Chad
bent to scoop up the money off the ground.  He counted it carefully while
Jarvis squeezed Cori's tits and she squirmed, trying to wriggle away.

   "It's all here," Chad said.  "Now go put some fucking clothes on and
let's go."

   "Where are we going?" Cori demanded as Jarvis hopped back into his
shack.

   "We're going to Florida," Chad said.  "I'm moving, remember?  Well, it's
a long drive.  I needed some company and some money.  You're providing the
company and Jarvis is providing the money.  We'll all drive down together,
have a little fun, and then Jarvis will drive you back.  That's why we're
going to take his van."

   "What about your car?" Cori asked.

   "Ty's going to sell it for me and use the money to send my stuff down
with a moving company."

   "Does Ty know about this?  About Jarvis?" Cori asked.

   "Of course not," Chad laughed.  "Do you think those paranoid peckers
would let you out of their sight for this long?  They have no idea.  But,
by the time they figure it out, we'll be long gone.  And with no one to
say, "Don't fuck her this way or that way", "don't fuck her too much,"
"blah, blah, blah", we're finally going to have some real fun.  I wish I
didn't have to share you with Jarvis, but money is money.  You understand."

   "No," Cori said.  "I don't.  I'm leaving, Chad.  You're on your own."
Cori started to walk back down the path, but Chad quickly grabbed her from
behind and dragged her back toward the shack.

   "Don't think so, bitch," Chad said.  "You, me and Jarvis are hitting the
road.  Don't worry, you don't have to drive.  All you have to do is what
you've been doing every day - look hot, do what you're told and fuck like
nympho slut."

   "How long will we be gone?" Cori asked.

   "Well, we're not in any hurry, if that's what you're worried about. 
We'll stop at a motel tonight, then drive the rest of the way tomorrow. 
You'll be on your way back tomorrow night.  How long it takes to get back
is totally up to Jarvis."

   "You're going to leave me alone with him?" Cori asked.

   "No choice," Chad laughed.  "Now, let's go."

   Jarvis came out of the house dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.  He was
smiling ear to ear.  He leered at Cori, dressed for show as always in her
skin tight cutoffs which came up halfway on her ass cheeks and several
inches below her belly button.  Her white mesh tube top was stretched to
the max, unable to hide the telltale bumps of her erect nipples nor contain
the bulging cleavage spilling out the top.  Her white stilettos showed off
her incredible legs, so tan and lean and athletic.  Her pink thong peeked
out above the top of her cutoffs and it was obvious she wore no bra.  Her
hair was in a pony tail and her red lipstick made her mouth all the more
irresistible.  Jarvis just licked his lips and grinned.

   "You drive first," Chad said to Jarvis.  "Cori is going to start working
on giving me a proper sendoff."

   Jarvis climbed into the driver's seat while Chad pushed Cori in on the
passenger side and followed her in.  It was an industrial type van with
solid panels on the sides.  There were no windows except two small ones in
the back and the ones on the passenger and driver doors.  The seats in
front were bucket seats.  In the back was a removable bench seat and behind
it was an open area for hauling.  Cori noted that there was a mattress
laying back there and didn't need to be told what that was for.

   Chad sat in the passenger seat and instructed Cori to sit in his lap. 
She sat sideways on his lap, facing Jarvis, who just stared between her tan
thighs at the forbidden treasure that was now closer to being in his grasp
than ever.  He licked his lips again and started the van.  It was an old
model that had seen better days.  Its shocks were worn and the van bounced
over the rough path toward the main road.  Cori's tits jiggled
uncontrollably.  Chad, his eyes inches from them, just stared while Jarvis
giggled with glee.  Cori started to reach for her top, which was sliding
down, but Chad grabbed her hands and put them behind her back, a silent
signal to let it be.

   They reached the smooth main road before her top was defeated by the
jiggling melons, so Chad simply reached up and pulled the tube top down
under her breasts, letting them bounce free and clear.

   "What do you think, Jarv?" Chad said, cupping her tits.  "Best tits
you've ever seen?"

   "Hell yeah," Jarvis said.  "Fucking perfect."

   "Yeah, they are," Chad agreed.  "I'm going to miss these things. 
They're so fun to play with.  You can bounce them, squeeze `em, smash them
together, pull them up by the nipples, slap `em, suck `em, lick `em, bite
`em." Chad demonstrated each way to play with Cori's tits as he talked,
like some sort of x-rated show and tell.  "And, of course, fucking them's
the best.  But I'll get to the later.  Right now, it's time to fuck
something else."

   Chad unbuttoned Cori's shorts and hastily tugged them down her legs
before tossing them into the back of the van.  "Now we're really getting
somewhere," Chad said, cupping her thong-covered pussy mound.  "This is
what you really want, isn't it Jarv?"

   "Hell yeah," Jarvis said.  He took a good look while Chad pulled the
thong between Cori's puffy pink pussy lips.

   "The perfect cum receptacle," Chad proclaimed.  "Look at that.  Mmmm. 
See how it's getting wet?  This little pussy is always like that.  I swear,
it's ready for cock 24 hours a day." He pulled the thong to the side and
slid a finger into her.  "And look at that clit.  All pink and hard and
throbbing.  I tell you, a couple good licks and she'll be begging for it.
Ain't that right, Cori?"

   Cori didn't say anything, glaring at him out of the corner of her eye.
She was mad at Chad, mad at Jarvis and mad at herself for actually
responding to Chad's touch.  She was getting turned on despite herself.

   "Be pissed if you want, bitch," Chad said, "but you know it's true.  You
know you're going to cum when I fuck you and you're going to cum again when
Jarvis fucks you.  You think your pussy's made of gold because that's what
John and Ben tell you all the time.  I agree that it's mighty fine, but
it's still a pussy meant for pleasing cock.  Any cock.  So believe that
you're better than me and Jarvis if you want.  Believe that you're not a
slut if you want.  Just keep telling yourself that while you're cumming
over and over again."

   Cori really did believe that she wasn't a slut, though she didn't
consider herself better than anyone else.  Chad's words still stung,
though, because it showed her that he never respected her as much as she
thought he did.  Did John, Ben and Ty view her the same way?  She always
thought she had their respect, that they admired and appreciated her, but
was she wrong?  Did they think she was a slut who was good for nothing but
sex, too?  No way, she told herself, this was Chad's issue, not hers and
not theirs.  She made up her mind in that moment to play along with Chad
and Jarvis as best she could.  She'd act like a slut, let herself cum and
do everything she could to please them.  That might keep her from getting
hurt ... or worse.  And it would buy her time.  She had to trust that the
other guys really did care about her and would save her if she gave them a
chance.

   "You're right," Cori said.  "I do want to cum and I want you to fuck me
and make me cum over and over again.  And I want you," she looked at
Jarvis, "to watch and think about how good it's going to be to finally put
your cock in me.  Oh, I want to cum so bad, please Chad, fuck me good."

   "See, what did I tell you," Chad said to Jarvis.  "All right, slut, you
want cock, you got it." Chad pulled his cock out of his pants and quickly
slid Cori onto it, burying his shaft inside her.  She grunted as he filled
her and started lifting her up and down, making her ride him.  "Put your
legs over the arms," Chad said.  Cori easily spread her legs, lifting them
over both arms of the bucket seat.  Chad grabbed them and pulled them
further back and wider apart.  As a result, Jarvis had a great view of
Cori's hot pussy and the thick cock that was pounding away inside it.

   "We're coming up on the interstate," Jarvis said.  "Do you want to stop
somewhere and finish her first?"

   "Hell no," Chad said, grunting as he thrust deeper and deeper into her.
"Keep on going.  If anyone wants to look in, let them enjoy the show.  It's
not like she's shy." Chad stopped pumping long enough to lean forward and
roll down his window, then lifted Cori's foot - still wearing her stilettos
- out the window.  "That should get there attention," Chad said.

   Sure enough, they passed an SUV and the elderly driver caught a glimpse
of Cori's bouncing foot, then took a second look and saw her bare tits
bouncing up and down, her body writhing.  He couldn't see her pussy, but it
was obvious what was happening.  Chad just looked over and gave the man a
thumb's up, then lightly slapped Cori's tits, making them bounce even
harder.  The man smiled and made a squeezing motion with his hands and Chad
complied, giving Cori's tits a hard squeeze, then tugging on the nipples,
stretching them out obscenely.

   Jarvis sped ahead and soon they were next to a semi truck.  The trucker
looked down and saw Cori's long bare leg, then her bare tits and finally
that cock pistoning in and out of her pussy, with the pink thong still
tucked to the side.  He tooted his horn and Chad again gave the thumb's up
sign.  He brought Cori's leg inside and twisted her around so that she was
facing the passenger door.  "Lean out and show him your tits," Chad said,
putting his hand between her shoulder blades and pushing her torso toward
the window.  Cori thrust our her chest until she felt the rush of air
directly across her nipples, the speed of the van making her tits jiggle
and bounce against each other in the breeze.  They drove like this for
about a half a mile until Jarvis spotted a cop up ahead in the median. 
Chad pulled Cori back inside, just to be safe.

   "Enough show time, anyway," Chad grunted.  "I need to blow my wad.  Get
on the floor." Cori slid between his legs and knelt on the dirty floor of
the van.  Chad pointed his cock at her face and stuffed it between her
lips, inside her cheek, then down her throat.  A moment later, he pulled
back out and started stroking his cock with one hand and holding her head
with the other.  Cum started firing out in hard, thick blasts, painting her
face in creamy streaks of white.  It spilled down her forehead, into her
eyelashes.  More coated her upper lip, threatening to be inhaled into her
flaring nostrils.  Some seeped into her mouth and she welcomed it with her
tongue, tasting and swallowing without hesitation.

   "That's what I'm talking about!" Jarvis yelled.  "Drown her in that
shit!"

   "Show him what you do with all that, Cori," Chad said.  Cori got up off
the floor and sat in Chad's lap, facing Jarvis.  Cum was now dripping down
her cheeks and falling onto her breasts.  Scooping it up with her fingers,
she licked up and swallowed as much as she could, never taking her eyes off
Jarvis as she did so.  The message was clear: Yes, I'll swallow your cum,
too.

   "Hot damn!" Jarvis yelled, jumping up and down in the driver's seat and
pounding his hand on the steering wheel.  "Can I take my turn now, Chad?"

   "I don't see why not," Chad shrugged.  "You paid for it, fair and
square. Stop at the next rest area and we'll switch.  In the meantime, Cori
can get you warmed up with that tongue of hers."

   Cori tried to hide her disdain at the thought of going down on Jarvis
and focused instead on the tasks at hand.  Get him off, keep both guys
happy, get out of this mess as soon as possible before things turned
violent.  She figured as long as she was pleasing them, that would give her
enough control to keep them from getting too far out of line.  She knew
Jarvis did drugs and was borderline crazy and Chad's once-dormant mean
streak was threatening to take over his personality.  She wanted to make
sure Chad had no reason to be angry and that the only thing Jarvis was
getting high on was sex with her.  As distasteful as the idea might be, the
alternative was too frightening.  At least this way, she was playing to her
strengths, doing what she did best and whether it was a false sense of
security or not, it was something to hold onto.

   She scooted across the van floor to the side of Jarvis' seat and quickly
unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.  Much like him, it was long and
skinny.  She stroked it a couple times with her hand, then put her mouth to
use.  "Oh yeah!" Jarvis yelled, again pounding on the steering wheel. 
"Wheee!  Suck that cock, bitch.  Suck it good for all Jarv!  Know you've
had your eyes on my cock for a long time.  Now's your chance.  Eat up!"

   If Jarvis hadn't been yammering away, Cori thought she could have
blocked out of her mind who she was blowing, but the idiot wouldn't shut
up. Still, her practiced tongue performed its dance with as much skill - if
not as much desire - as it would have for any of her co-workers and Jarvis
certainly wasn't complaining.  She could feel him nearing his climax when
she heard Chad proclaim, "Rest area, 1 mile."

   "Can't wait that long," Jarvis said.  He put on hand on the back of her
head and began filling her mouth with his cum.  She slurped and swallowed
quickly, trying hard not to let any of it spill lest Jarvis or Chad find a
mess reason enough for complaint.  "Swallow it all, you hard-body slut,"
Jarvis taunted as he steered the van toward the off ramp.

   By the time they parked, Cori had cleaned him thoroughly and was looking
up at a gleeful Jarvis, happy to see that he was smiling.  She glanced at
Chad, who also seemed pleased.  Quickly, Cori's mind turned toward getting
rescued.  Maybe she could find help here at the rest stop.

   "Can I get dressed and use the restroom," Cori asked Chad.

   "Of course," Chad said.  "Do you still want to switch, Jarvis?"

   "Yeah," he said.  "In five minutes, I'll be ready.  I want that pussy.
In the back seat on the mattress.  Just you and me, Cori."

   "Sounds good!" Cori said, trying hard to sound like she couldn't wait.
"Please tell me you'll make me cum."

   "Oh yeah," Jarvis said.  "You'll cum all right."

   "Then let's hurry up," Cori said, getting dressed quickly.  "I'm horny
as hell.  You guys have had your turn, I haven't"

   They all went in to use the restroom, Cori's amazing body and skimpy
clothes drawing stares and comments from nearly everyone, some in
appreciation, others in disgust.  She hurried into the restroom and began
asking everyone she saw if they had a cell phone she could use.  Finally, a
nice girl about her age let her borrow her phone and Cori quickly called
the shop.  Ben answered and she spewed out exactly what had happened.  Not
that she expected otherwise, but she was happy to hear the concern and
anger in Ben's voice.  That told her all she needed to know about whether
or not he cared.

   "All right," Ben said.  "You're going to have to keep going with them
for now.  Ty and I are on our way.  I'll have my cell phone.  John will be
here waiting for your call.  You call as soon as you get a chance - when
you stop again or whatever - and let us know where you are.  Don't worry,
Cori, they won't hurt you and we'll be there soon.  Just play along and
give them what they want."

   "I will," Cori said.  "They said they want to find a motel soon, so I'll
try to find a way to call when we get there.  I hope you can get here
before morning.  I don't know what Chad will want to do before he leaves
and I'm terrified of what Jarvis will do after he goes."

   "I hear you," Ben said.  "Just be careful.  We're coming."

   Cori gave the phone back and quickly cleaned up, then hurried back out
to the van where both men were waiting.  "What took so long?" Chad
demanded.

   "I just fucked both of you.  There's a little cleanup involved," Cori
smiled.  "I want to be clean and fresh for you.  Remember, Jarvis here has
never had the pleasure before."

   "That's right," Jarvis said.  "But that's about to change." He opened
the back of the van and helped Cori climb in, noting the number of people
watching as he climbed in behind her, flopping down on the old mattress. 
He put his arm around shoulder, gave her breast a squeeze and waved as Chad
closed the door.  Before they were out of the parking lot, Jarvis already
had her naked except for her heels and was letting his hands and eyes roam
freely over her body.  He finally was in possession of what he had lusted
after for so long and he planned to enjoy every second of it.  Sure, his
plan was to kidnap her and keep her forever after they got rid of Chad, but
he knew it was a risky plan.  If it didn't work, he at least wanted to have
this moment to remember.

   He had her lay on her back while he covered every inch from her tits to
her pussy with his hands and tongue.  Then he rolled her over and watched
her tight ass jiggle as he slapped it a couple times.  He forced her legs
apart and cupped her pussy, dipping his fingers inside it.  "Oh yes," Cori
hissed as she humped back against his fingers, wanting to make sure he
thought she was into it.  "Make me cum, baby."

   "You got it," Jarvis chuckled.  "Up on your knees, slut."

   Cori got on her knees, keeping her head near the floor to keep her
center of gravity low and help hold herself steady in the moving van. 
Jarvis sat beside her, his right hand playing with her pussy, his left hand
feeling up her tits.  He spread her pussy lips and put two fingers inside
her, finger-fucking her hard, using his thumb to rub her clit.  "Chad says
you like having your clit rubbed," Jarvis said.  "How's this?"

   "Oh, that's so good," Cori moaned, rocking slightly.  It really did feel
pretty good and her wet pussy was rapidly heating up.  Her clit began to
throb and her nipples ached so good from his tormenting fingers.  She
rocked back and forth, trying to block out Jarvis' child-like giggles and
focus on the four fingers that now filled her and the one thumb that was
pressing that sensitive button.  She started to moan and thrust against
him, urging him to finger-bang her.

   "She's cumming, Chad!" Jarvis yelled toward the front.  "The slut is
really cumming!"

   "I told you," Chad yelled back.  "Now fuck her hard and she'll keep
right on cumming, over and over again.  It's the best sex you'll ever have
with that pussy spasming and creaming all over your cock.  Fuck her now!"

   Jarvis scrambled to his knees, pulled down his pants and plowed into her
now dripping snatch.  He thrust forward, not stopping until his balls
slapped against her and his hands were back on her tits, using them as
handles to pull himself back and forth.  He fucked her as hard as he could,
banging into her with all the power his scrawny ass could muster.  Cori
braced herself, keeping her pussy aligned with his cock and pushing back
against him, a silent signal to keep it up.

   "Oh shit," she said, grunting as Jarvis hammered away.  "Oh yes, baby,
keep that up, keep it up!  I'm cumming!" Cori did indeed cum again, then
again, before Jarvis ran out of steam turned her over, splattering her tits
and lips with his second load in less than 45 minutes.  This had without a
doubt been the best hour of his life.

   Cori collapsed in a wet, spent heap and Jarvis just laughed.  "Come on,
babe," he said, grabbing her arm.  "Let's get in the back seat where we can
talk to Chad and enjoy a little touch and feel time while we rest up." He
pushed her over into the back seat and then followed her, plopping down
next to her.  He sat with his back against the passenger wall of the van,
propped his legs up on the seat and then pulled Cori onto his lap.

   "Well, look at the happy couple," Chad grinned, looking at them over his
shoulder.  "Are you getting your money's worth, Jarv?"

   "Worth every penny!  Damn, I can't believe you guys got to do this every
day.  Lucky, selfish bastards."

   "Hey, don't blame me," Chad said.  "Ben and John are the ones who came
up with the whole plan.  Ty and I just got to enjoy the ride from time to
time."

   Jarvis' hands were in constant motion, squeezing and group all over
Cori's magnificent body.  With this kind of stimulation, it wouldn't take
long for him to be ready again.

   "So, do you fuck her ass too?" Jarvis asked.

   "Of course," Chad said.  "You can too.  Nothing's off limits.  You paid
for full access, my friend." Jarvis stuck his hand between Cori's ass
cheeks, imagining how it would feel to split her open there with his cock.
The tingling in his loins told him it wouldn't be long before he was ready
to find out.

   About 15 minutes later, Cori had wet his cock with her mouth and was on
her hands and knees on the back seat.  She gripped a seat belt strap to
help keep from losing her balance while Jarvis took his position behind her
and spread her ass cheeks.  He was surprised at how easily his wet cock
slid into her ass and wasted no time in sinking all 6 inches into her.  He
started fucking slowly, then gradually picked up the pace, getting used to
the different feel as he fucked a woman's ass for the first time.  Cori was
grunting right along with him, pushing her ass against him, trying to help
him to a third climax.  Her efforts were rewarded after about 10 minutes
when she felt his hot wax coating her insides and his cock grow flaccid
once more.

   "Make her clean you," Chad said.

   Cori didn't wait for Jarvis to repeat the instruction.  She simply spun
around and licked his cock clean from balls to shaft to head.  "Damn
straight," Jarvis said.  "Now that's my kind of woman.  Take it up the ass,
clean you up and thank you for it afterwards.  You're welcome, slut." He
patted her condescendingly on the head.

   It was starting to get late and Chad suggested they stop for the night.
He was ready for another round with Cori, too.  They found a motel that
seemed quiet, if not particularly clean.  Cori knew she had to take a
chance.

   "I can probably get the room for free if you guys want me to," Cori
suggested.

   "Really?" Jarvis said.  "How?"

   "How do you think, idiot?" Chad said.  "She's going to shake her tits
and ass at him and, if need be, suck his cock.  Sure, what the hell.  Get
us a free room, slut.  We'll wait here."

   Cori scrambled out of the van, thankful that Chad and Jarvis were dumb
enough to trust her at this point.  She wasn't surprised, really.  They
were neither one all that bright and they both thought their cocks were so
great that she wanted them more than they wanted her.  Silly boys.

   The clerk at the motel was a young guy, probably in his late teens or
early 20s.  He was tall and heavy with thick, meaty fingers and a greasy
smile that sent shivers up Cori's spine.  "I need to get a room and to use
your phone," Cori said.

   The guy looked her up and down, eyeing those big tits and bare legs. 
"Sure thing, honey," he said.  "We don't usually rent by the hour, but in
your case I'll make an exception.  Be nice to me, and I'll cut you a real
sweet deal."

   "What will it take to use your phone and get a free room?"

   "Free blowjob," he said matter-of-factly.  Cori guessed it wasn't the
first time he had made this deal.

   "Deal," Cori said.

   "Blowjob first," he said.  "And you better swallow."

   "Of course," Cori said.  What was it with men and swallowing?  "Where?"

   "Right here," he said, pointing to the counter.  "I have to stay here in
case someone else comes in.  Just kneel down there.  No one will see you."

   "OK," Cori said.  Sure enough, she just had his cock out and hard and
had established a good rhythm when she heard the bell ring and someone come
in.

   "Hey man," it was Chad's voice, "that's my bitch down there.  You're
giving us a free room, right?"

   "As long as she swallows," the guy said.

   "She will," Chad said.  "Do you mind if I go ahead and get the key so I
don't have to wait in the van."

   "Sure," the guy said, sliding Chad a key.  "Room 14.  I'll have her back
to you in a few.  You can stay tomorrow night too, same deal if you want."

   "We'll be leaving in the morning, but thanks anyway, bud."

   "Seems like a nice guy," the clerk said to Cori after Chad left.

   "Mmm-hmmm," Cori mumbled through his cock.

   "Damn, you're good," the clerk said.  "Stuff like this happens about
once or twice a month, but you're much hotter than most of the bitches.  Of
course, hot or not, I'm never one to turn down a blowjob.  But you're a
fucking pro.  Damn, I'm going to cum already!"

   Cori braced herself as the guy started spurting steaming, slimy seed
into her mouth.  She sucked and swallowed in perfect rhythm, rubbing his
balls with her fingers, milking him for all he had.

   "Whew, that was nice, babe," the guy said, stuffing his cock back in his
pants.  "Come back in about an hour and do that again, would ya?  If you
do, I'll upgrade you to our luxury suite.  It ain't exactly luxurious, but
it's got the newest furniture and a bigger TV.  I'll throw in some beer and
snacks, if you like."

   "Sorry," Cori said.  "I really need to make that call and then get to my
... uh ... boyfriend.  He'll be waiting for me and he doesn't like to
wait."

   "Well, he shouldn't mind," the clerk said.  "You're worth the wait.  But
whatever.  The phone's right over there."

   Cori thanked him and quickly went over to the phone, glancing out the
window to see if Chad or Jarvis was watching.  She didn't see either of
them, but still felt uneasy.

   "Any chance there's a phone in the back I could use?"

   "Sure - really needs to be private, huh?  Well, tell you what, take off
your top and leave it up here with me.  Then you can go back in the office
and use the phone there."

   Cori didn't bother asking why she had to take off her top to use the
phone.  She simply did it, let him get a good look at her perfect tits,
didn't flinch when he touched them and smiled politely when he nodded
toward the back.

   "Keep the door open," he said, "and stay where I can see you." Cori
nodded and quickly picked up the phone, dialing the shop.  John picked up
on the first ring.  Cori quickly gave him their location - highway, exit
number, the name of the motel and the room number.  John read it all back
to her, then assured her that help was on the way.

   "I talked to them about 20 minutes ago and I don't think they're that
far behind you.  Hang in there for another hour or two and they'll get you
out.  OK?"

   "Yeah," Cori said, "I think I'll be OK.  Thanks, John.  See you soon."

   Cori hung up and started walking back toward the clerk.  "Give me a
little bounce, huh?" the guy said, leering at her tits.  Cori jumped up and
down four or five times, making her tits bounce up and down and slap into
each other, not stopping until the guy nodded and handed her top to her.

   "Thank you," Cori said, slipping it on quickly and heading toward the
door.

   "If that guy doesn't get you off, come back up and I'll take care of
you," the guy smiled.  Cori just waved and walked out, briskly heading
toward the room, wanting to make sure Chad and Jarvis didn't get to
impatient.  When she opened the door, Jarvis was laying on the bed, naked,
his hard cock in his hand.  She didn't see Chad.

   "Hey babe," Jarvis smiled.  "Come on in.  It's party time!"

   "Where's Chad?" Cori said, closing the door.  She acted like she was
turning the lock, but actually left it unlocked.

   "He went out to get some grub," Jarvis grinned.  "Just you and me for
now, babe.  Come on." He reached for her and pulled her toward him, sitting
up in the bed so her bare belly was at eye level.

   "Strip for me, bitch," he said.  He flipped on the clock radio by the
bed and some old 80s rock music started playing.  Cori wasn't sure if it
was Warrant or Skid Row, she got them mixed up.  Anyway, she started
swaying to the music, rolling her hips, licking her lips, bending,
stretching, twisting in every suggestive way she knew turned men on.  She
dropped to the floor and slinked like a cat on her hands and knees.  She
bounced on the other bed and rolled around as if she was in the throws of
an orgasm, humping her hips and grinding them.  She peeled off her shorts
first, flirting with Jarvis as she did, looking him in the eyes, teasing
him as she pull them part way down to show off her thong, then yank them
back up.  Eventually, they were laying in the corner of the room along with
her top and her thong as she danced nude for Jarvis, her high heels the
only thing she still wore as she gave him private show most men would have
killed for.

   Jarvis cheered and whistled throughout, then, after a couple songs, he
pulled her onto the bed and then sat on top of her, straddling her chest.
His hard cock rubbed against her breasts as he quickly bound her wrists
together with a lether strap.  He pushed her toward the headboard and then
fastened the other end of the strap to the back of the headboard.

   "This isn't necessary," Cori said.  "You know I'll fuck you without
this."

   "I know," Jarvis said.  "But I just like to see you tied up.  Something
tells me it's not your first time, anyway." He chuckled crudely.  "Hmm,
tits, mouth, pussy, ass - it's all looks so good.  What should I try
first?"

   "Anything you want," Cori purred.

   "I haven't fucked your tits yet," Jarvis said, straddling her again. 
"Let's start there." He wrapped her big jugs around his cock and started
sliding back and forth.  Cori hoped he would just do that and maybe cum on
her face or tits and be done with it.  Then, before he was ready for round
two, either Chad would be back or, better yet, Ty and Ben would be there.
Unfortunately, Jarvis was just getting warmed up.  When his cock was raging
hard, he straddled her face and started slapping her cheeks with his cock,
rubbing it against her nose and pressing it into her throat.  He dunked his
cock in her mouth for a few minutes, then pulled out, turned her over and
entered her ass.  He was fucking her mercilessly, pounding away, slapping
her ass and calling her every name in the book when the door slammed open.

   Everything happened in an instant.  Ty tackled Jarvis and slammed him
against the wall.  It was a mismatch and the fight was over before it
started, ending with Jarvis knocked out cold.  Ben was by Cori's side,
frantically undoing her bonds and helping her up.  Ty picked up her clothes
and handed them to her.

   "Are you OK?" Ben asked.

   "Yeah, I'm all right," Cori said.  "Things hadn't gotten too rough yet,
but I'm afraid they were heading that way.  If you hadn't gotten here when
you did ..." Her voice trailed off and Ben and Ty both hugged her.

   "Where's Chad?" Ty asked, smacking his fist.  "I have a message for him
too."

   "I don't know," Cori said.  "While I was calling John, Jarvis said he
went to get something to eat."

   Ty and Ben looked at each other, then Ty moved toward the bathroom. 
"Oh, shit," he said.  Chad was there in the bathtub, tied up and
unconscious.  When they determined he was still alive, they guessed that
Jarvis had surprised him, knocked him over the head, intending maybe to
kill him or to simply steal Cori and take her away.  Either way, they had
interrupted both men's plans and Ty and Ben decided to send them another
message.  They loaded both guys in the back of their SUV - both tied up and
unconscious - while Cori checked out.

   They left Jarvis and Chad naked and stranded in the woods, their mouths
gagged and hands bound behind them.  There feet were unbound, so they could
walk to get help, but they would have to do so naked.  It would be
humiliating and infuriating for them and they would know they could never
report it.  Ty scrawled two notes to never come back or else and tied them
to both men's privates.

   Cori slept in the back seat of the SUV all the way home while Ty and Ben
thanked their lucky stars that they had managed to save their Hard Body
Clerk.