DADDY'S TOY

Chapter 7

The Auction

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Saturday morning the four of us slept in until late morning.� I was awakened by the familiar feeling of my cock being engulfed by a warm wet mouth.� Without opening my eyes, I knew which girl was sucking on my dick by the technique they employed.� Hanna was a cock rim nibbler and the gentle nibbling she did felt marvelous� no question, it was Hanna giving me the blowjob.�� Through the slits of my partially closed eyelids, I confirmed it was my favorite brunette vixen doing the honors.�

Glancing sideways I saw but mere inches away, Clint grinning at me.� He was on his stomach and obviously enjoying what was being done to him.� I glanced down and confirmed what I suspected; Mitzi had her face buried between his hairy ass cheeks.� Actually it looked like he was wearing a blonde wig on his ass, but the wig was moving independently of his hips.� Just as the girls had different cock sucking techniques, they also had their own ass rimming techniques.

Not wanting to be distracted from the blowjob I was receiving, I closed my eyes and savored the moment, knowing full well that once I unloaded into Hanna�s wonderfully sucking maw, that all I had to do was to flip over and my cute young daughter would go after her daddy�s butthole, while sweet Hanna would have a go at her uncle�s ready erection.��

I felt the orgasm building from the root of my cock to the now tingling tip.� No need to hold back� just relax and� �Uhhhhhhhh!� I groaned in pleasure as a bolt of my nut juice shot through my dick and into Hanna�s receptive mouth.� �Uhhhhhh!� I groaned again while every nerve ending in my body became alive with the sweet agony.� �Ohhhhh, fuck, yeah, baby,� I hissed through my teeth as my prostate forcefully contracted for the third time, but not by no means the last time.� By the time my cock stopped throbbing I was gasping for breath.�

Teasingly Hanna bit down playfully on my now hypersensitive cock rim which hit me like a bolt of 120 volt AC. I pushed her head off my dick to prevent another jolt to my nervous system.� She smiled up at me impishly as I held her head in my hands, her brown eyes filled with laughter while cum drooled from her lips.� First class sex kitten this one, one destined to be very popular at The Club.��

The brunette pre-teen moved away from me, nudged Mitzi to move off and then coaxed her willing uncle to turn on to his back.� As I�d suspected he was hard and ready as she climbed on top to ride him.� Me, I rolled over onto my tummy and spread my legs. My ass cheeks were spread open and I felt my young daughter�s hot breath just before the first searing contact of her wet tongue against my asshole. �Ummmmmm,� I moaned in approval as her tongue swirled around my dark hole. What a way to wake up in the morning!

We had to rush about to make it to The Club by 1 PM.� Bart had told us to bring the girls in early so that they could be coached and primped up to look fabulous.�

Following up on Bart�s suggestion, Clint and I hit the links for a round of golf.� We were joined by two other providers to make up a foursome and spent a very enjoyable day on the immaculately maintained golf course.� This was followed by a shower and a massage.� I never felt better in my life!

We grabbed a bite to eat in the cantina and then hit the Stag bar for a beer.� Not surprisingly, there was a naked girl, maybe twelve, up on the stage dancing, but she wasn�t dancing alone.� A buff teen male, equally nude was dancing with her, except they really weren�t dancing� they were fucking to the music.�

That was all well and good and I was enjoying myself immensely when a rather plump girl came on stage, crawling on all fours and being lead with a collar and chain by a big black guy.� She was older, maybe fifteen and had tits like udders.� She didn�t look all that happy either, with a look of distress in her eyes.� Her hair was mess and she was gagged with a ball gag.�

I winced as the black guy whaled away at her naked ass cheeks, sending her fat cheks into motion as if they were filled with Jell-O, her snowy white cheeks turning redder and redder as he spanked her.� The black guy who was bare foot, yet dressed in leather, put his foot on her neck and forced her head to the floor.� He barked out a command and this huge brown dog trotted out.�

It was obvious what was about to take place.� I was at once revolted and intrigued as the hound mounted her. I looked about the bar and saw that several men obviously liked this kind of abuse.� I wasn�t among them and bolted from the bar, leaving Clint and my new golfing buddies to enjoy the show without me.

Up to that point, everything had been fun, erotic and arousing, but now I had my doubts about the wisdom of what I was up to with Mitzi.�

I wandered about the facilities, checking things out and trying to forget about the doggie show. I found a workout room filled with exercise equipment and men and women working to keep fit.� They also had an indoor pool that was in use.� Everywhere you looked there were partially clad to nude girls and men and a few women in variously dress or undressed. �I found a locker room and undressed to take a skinny dip in the pool.� Churning the water furiously, I rationalized that the doggie fuck was just an act and that the piggish girl was a willing participant in her debasement.� That put my mind at ease somewhat.�

After swimming laps for twenty minutes, I felt better, much better.� Yes, this was a fabulous place to be a member, I told myself and plodded off to dress.� I met up with Clint and the other two guys out in the lobby area.� �Bart told me to tell you to grab some dinner and then meet up the girls in the holding pen,� Clint told me before launching off on a description of the lurid dog act.� All he managed to do was to renew my growing sense of unease.

After dinner, Stephaney, who was our waitress the night before, led us through a maze of doors and hallways to a lounge like area where a number of girls were waiting.� For the most part I had only seen naked girls around her, so it was a surprise to see them all dressed.� Both Mitzi and Hanna never looked more grown up or beautiful.�

Stephaney then led us to a wardrobe room filled with clothes and costumes.� In the room there were several men and young girls in various stages of undress. Our waitress/guide directed us to the young girls� section where she pointed out the outfits that had been selected for our girls.� Having settled us in, she left us to get our girls dressed for tonight�s show.� In many ways it was like old times; backstage at the mall fashion show with naked and near naked pre-pubescent girls running about while Clint and I gawked at the display of youthful flesh.� Only difference was there weren�t any backstage mommies, just backstage daddies, all ogling each other�s daughters or girls.

An older gentleman, with a naked four year old in tow, generously offered some makeup to enhance Mitzi and Hanna�s nipples and genitalia with the caveat that he got to apply it.� �Be my guest,� I told him whereupon he selected a color that complimented her skin tone while I got to watch him take his sweet time with Mitzi, spending more of his time tweaking her nips and fingering her cunt to a cum than applying any makeup.

�She�s very responsive,� he told me with a grin.� �You�ve done well training her, Dad.� She�ll be very popular here.�� I thanked him for the compliment and he moved on to do a number on Hanna.� I must admit, the makeup he applied to her did make her more desirable.�

Mitzi�s outfit was a grass skirt, a green bikini top and cheap, but colorful lei. �Hanna�s outfit was a long flowing blue silk robe that clung to her body like a condom.� Someone announced that we should move into the auditorium when ready and a gaggle of men and their girls headed for the door.� Clint and I simply followed the crowd.� At the door were several very big, very muscular and very scary looking half-dressed black dudes that I correctly took for bouncers.� Once again my credentials were checked. I was given a paddle with a number on it and was let inside.�

Not surprisingly there was a stage.� �Several rows of padded benches were arrayed in a semicircle, each with a table at one end and each displaying a number.� Numerous men, all casually dressed, milled about chatting it up with their neighbors and friends before settling into their own bench.� I was directed to the last row, which though furthest from the stage, commanded a view of the entire auditorium.� I found the table and bench corresponding to the number on my paddle where Mitzi and I took a seat.� Clint and Hanna found their bench and table a few benches down from ours.

A heavy set man occupying the bench more or less in front of us and one step down, looked back and up at my daughter and me. �It was the man, Reggie, who had shown her so much attention the night before in the Stag Bar.� �I�ve been waiting for you, sweetie,� he said to my daughter while ignoring me.�

�Hello,� she replied in a near whisper.

He put his hand on her ankle and rubbed up her bare leg.� I thought that he was going to grope her, but he stopped halfway up her thigh.� �What�s your name again, baby?�

�Mitzi��

�Mitzi, that�s such a nice name for a little pussy.� Well, Mitzi, I�m going to buy your ass tonight.��

Then he looked up at me and added, �Cute little cunt.

"Is she your daughter, your gril friend's daughter, or your your neice?"

"My daughter," I replied.

His plump lips curled into a smile. "Well, Dad, I'm going to really enjoy fucking her.�� Then he slid his hand up her thigh, parting the grass skirt and revealing her bare cunt.� �Yes, this pussy is soon going to going to be mine.��

Mitzi looked up at me with a nervous look.� �Relax, baby,� I whispered to her while the man took liberties with my daughter, �this is going to be fun.��

The man pulled his hand away and licked his fingers with a predatory look on face that justified her nervousness.� He turned away when another fellow came up to chat with him.� Mitzi then whispered to me, �He�s really big, Daddy.�� No time now to back out, but I was glad that I had lubed up her cunt and asshole in the wardrobe room as per instructions.

Waitresses from the dining room now moved through the crowd delivering ice buckets, setups and bottles of expensive liquor to the patrons while being openly groped as they moved about.� To my surprise, until I realized that is what I had ordered at diner the night before, I was delivered an ice bucket, a glass, a large bottle of cold water and a bottle of my favorite 12 year old single malt scotch whiskey.

Once the refreshments were delivered, the lights in the auditorium dimmed and the stage lights went up.� There was still a hubbub of men chatting when the MC walked onto stage and began his warm up routine, telling ribald jokes totally inappropriate for the young girls there.� The guy was actually very funny and had me and the crowd laughing and having a good time in no time.�

Someone shouted out, �Bring on the pussy!�� �

The MC shouted back, �Who wants some pussy?�� The crowd shouted back at him.� �I can�t hear you!� he goaded.� The noise was deafening.� The MC held up his hands and the place went immediately silent.� The stacked blonde who was acting as the hostess in the dining room, strode out in all her naked glory, her naked hooters firm and defying gravity, jiggling with each practiced strutting step, the audience whistling appreciatively.� She flashed a smile, modeled her incredible body to more whistles, then handed the MC a plain white envelope and then strutted offstage, her bare ass flexing in a most pleasing manner.

�The first little pussy to entertain us tonight is�� Number 22!�

Over on my left, near the far end, a girl, maybe ten years old, and her �dad� got up and headed down to the stage.� He didn�t look all that happy at being chosen first, but as I learned, it wasn�t because he was reluctant to sell his daughter, as he was here to do just that.

Up on the stage, the MC greeted the brunette girl by name.� �Josie, you�ve been a regular here for how long?�

�Since I was six.�

�You�re ten now, so that�s four years.� What�s your favorite thing about The Club?�

�Men with big cocks,� she replied with a grin, gaining favor and laughter from the crowd.�

�Are you ready to put on a show for us?�

�I�m always ready to put on show for you guys,� she purred into the mike.

�Well, let�s see what you got, honey!�� The stage lights dimmed and music began; the same music you�d hear in any titty bar.� A spotlight lit up Josie and she began her act, dancing about the stage, doing a practiced strip tease until she was totally nude.� As a pre-teen stripper, she was quite good.� Once her dance was over, the stage lights went up and the MC reappeared.� He had her turn this way and that, showing off what she had to offer.� Then the bidding began.� �How much do I hear for this young cunt?� the MC asked the crowd. �Most everyone here has sampled her charms and know what a great cock sucking fuck she is. Now do I hear two hundred dollars?�

�Two hundred,� said one the Patrons.

�Two fifty!� countered another.�

�Two seventy five,� chimed in a third.

�Three ten!� said the first bidder.

�Do I hear three fifty?� asked the MC.� �Three fifty?� Com�on, guys, three fifty for a first fuck is a bargain.�

�Three twenty five!� someone shouted.

�Do I hear three fifty?� the MC asked again.

�She ain�t worth three fifty,� someone cracked. Even with that cruel remark, Josie smiled.� I felt positively terrible for the girl.

�Going once.� Going twice.� Sold to Patron Number Twelve! Come on up, sir and collect your whore.�� A man on the second row stood up and trotted down to the stage, collected his purchase and returned to his seat with Josie in tow. One of the waitress girls ran out on the stage and collected Josie�s costume.��

With the stage cleared, the buxom blonde bombshell strutted out to deliver another plain white envelope to the MC.

�Our second offering for tonight is a very choice piece of tail,� the MC announced upon opening the envelope.� �Number twenty five� Come on down, honey!�

�Number twenty five and her �dad� got up and headed down to the stage.�

�What�s your name, honey?� the MC asked the redheaded girl.

�Scarlet,� she answered in a near whisper.

�Scarlet� that a pretty name for a little slut.� You like being a little slut?�

�Uh, huh,� the girl answered.

�And how old are you Scarlet?�

�I�m nine,� she answered.�

�Hear that gentlemen?� A nine year old cum slut.�� There was quite a bit of agitation in the crowd.

�Okay, Scarlet, what�s your favorite thing to do?�

�Suck cock,� the pretty nymph replied.

�You do more than just suck cock?�

�Uh, huh,� she mumbled flashing a coy smile.

A pretty as Scarlet was, she wasn�t much of a stripper, but as I would come to realize, being a good stripper wasn�t the qualities these men were looking for.� They wanted young, fresh and uninhibited.� Scarlet apparently had those qualities.�

When her dance was completed and she was nude as she could be, the man who had brought her up to the stage stepped up and took charge of auctioning her off.� He came up to her and ran his hand between her legs.� �She�s soaking wet and ready for some cock!� he announced after licking his fingers.� �Do I hear three hundred for this girl�s fine little cunt?�

In no time he had the bids up to four hundred and sixty dollars, selling her to a grey haired gentleman who obviously had the means.�

While the buyer came to collect his prize, I looked about.� The man who had bought Josie was sitting naked on his bench and Josie was between his legs, giving him a blow job to start off with.�� Down on the front row, Scarlet was now sitting in the lap of her man.��

Another girl was brought on stage and after stripping, she was auctioned off like first two girls were. It was curious, sometimes the MC ran the auction and other times the man who accompanied her auctioned her off.� I surmised that it was the girl�s �dad�s� choice and reflected upon what I would do when it was Mitzi�s turn on the stage.� I must admit I didn�t reflect for very long, as my attention was diverted from the fourth girl�s on-stage performance by Scarlet who was bouncing about in the grey haired gentleman�s lap.� He still had his shirt on, but pants had been discarded.�

Girl after girl was brought up, displayed and auctioned off to the highest bidder.� Soon there were several naked men having sex with young girls in plain view of everyone in the auditorium.�

�We have a newbie tonight,� announced the MC when he opened the envelope.� �Number twenty eight.� Come on down!� Around the room about a dozen little girls were being publicly fucked and I was absorbed in the raunchy goings on around me.� �Number twenty eight!�

I felt a punch to my arm �Daddy!� I�m Number Twenty Eight.�

�Oh!�

The man sitting in front of me reached out and grasping Mitzi by the ankle said to her, �I don�t care what you cost, sweetie.� Your ass is mine!�

We headed down to the stage.� While I stood in the back, the MC did his short interview.

�This is your first time here, isn�t it?�� Mitzi nodded, but the MC stuck the mike in her face and told her to answer the question.

�Yes, it�s my first time,� she replied shyly.

�What�s your name, little girl?�

�Mitzi and I�m eight years old,� she declared.

�Mitzi, that�s a pretty name.� Tell me, does your daddy fuck you?�

�Yes, he does,� she said with pride.

�What do you like best?� When he fucks your pussy or fucks your ass?�

�I like them both,� she answered blushing.

�Hear that gentlemen?� All three holes are available for the taking.�

Some Hawaiian music came on she began her hula dance.� As a hula dancer, she sucked, but no one gave a damn.� She lost the top first and danced topless for a while, and when the grass skirt hit the floor, there was appreciative applause.

Now it was the moment of truth; time to sell my daughter�s ass to the highest bidder.� Just the thought of doing something so utterly depraved sent already my hard cock into a state painful enhanced hardness.� It felt like if I weren�t careful, my dick would explode.�

The MC whispered to me, �You want the honors or do you want me to sell her?�

I took the cordless mike from him and told Mitzi to turn this way and that while I auctioned her off.� She was such a trooper!� With my voice cracking, asked for the first bid.�

The bidding for Mitzi was brisk, quickly surpassing the highest bid for a girl yet.� At twenty two hundred seventy two dollars, I was astonished.� When the bidding was done and she was declared sold, the heavy set guy sitting in front of me, Reggie, was indeed the highest bidder.�

The next girl just so happened to be Hanna.� She received a standing ovation after her dance. It must have been a great strip tease, but I missed her entire performance, my attention being riveted upon my pride and joy and the total stranger who about to fuck my baby girl. �

I hardly heard the music as Hanna danced and I don�t recall any of the bidding on her, but later I learned that Hanna too had fetched nearly two grand.� The man slowly stroked Mitzi naked body as she set about the task of undressing him. Soon he was naked and Mitzi was toying with his cock� his huge cock.� Mitzi glanced over at me and she looked a bit apprehensive.� �Holy fuck,� I muttered as I contemplated where in the very near and immediate future that battering ram was going to be.� I wasn�t at all sure if she could handle it, but what could I do?� I had agreed to all this and couldn�t very well call it off now.

He turned her head away from me and whispered something to her, delivering a firm swap to butt.� He then handed her a bottle of lube and had him grease up his imposing fuck pole.� Once she had prepared him, he laid her diagonally on the bench on her back.� Using a corded control, the man raised the bench to a comfortable height for himself.� Grasping her legs, he spread her open and moved into the slot.� With her head at the edge of the bench she was to be fucked upon, Mitzi looked back at me with her incredible green eyes.� With her blonde curls framing her face, she was so beautiful and looked so innocent.

The man who had purchased her for his pleasure loomed above her, his mass dwarfing her childish body.� He looked up at me, grinned, then punched his hips forward.� Mitzi�s eyes seemed to bulge out and her mouth gaped wide into a rictus.� �Owwww!!� she screamed out as the thick cock was driven deep into her immature cunt hole.� �Owwwwww!�� Her cries drew the attention of several nearby men who, ignoring what was happening on stage, now instead watched my little girl be brutally fucked.�

The bastard wasn�t gentle in the least and I, her loving father, loved every stroke into her.� Her entire body shook with each pounding stroke into her and against her cervix.� Now I�m not a hung horse like this fellow was and I could never get but three quarters of my cock into her before hitting her cervix.� To avoid hurting her, I also always measured my strokes to her.� This guy wasn�t having any of that, with getting only half his thick dick into her, he slammed into her cervical barrier gain and again.�

He paused and letting her legs flop down, he leaned over her supporting his weight with his hands.� �I�m going to open up you up, you little whore,� he growled.� The really hard fucking began.� Poor little Mitzi�s eyes rolled into the back of her head.

With his body over hers, I couldn�t see what was happening at the juncture of cock and cunt.� After a few minutes he stopped thrusting, and rose up, his cock still encased in her pussy.� At least I could see that there wasn�t any blood on his dick and for that I was thankful.� Once again he lifted her legs and spread them wide apart.� He looked me in the eye and then slammed into her.� This time his entire dick went into her!� The pronounced bulge in her tummy was proof positive of his deep intrusion into her womb.� The bulge subsided as he withdrew his cock, then it reappeared as he punched through again.� Gradually stroke after stroke it was easier and easier for him to fully penetrate her, and each time it was outwardly obvious that he had punched past her cervix.� �Will I ever have grandchildren after this?� I wondered.�����

His motions became a bit jerky and he squeezed his eyes shut.� My eyes shifted from the pronounced bulge in her belly to the root of his thick cock firmly planted to the hilt, her pussy lips stretched so tight that they had become translucent.� Her pussy and his dick began to throb at the same moment as he groaned out his pleasure.� He was cumming in her, cumming in her deep, cumming directly in her immature womb. Me? I came in my pants.

He was motionless for several minutes, just standing with his cock still buried in her.� Eventually the thing deflated and slithered out of my daughter�s cunt like a slimy python.� Again I was relieved to see no blood on his cock and seeing that she was still breathing. I had hopes that she would be okay.�

�She�s going to be leaking cum for a week,� he suddenly said. �Don�t worry, she�ll be alright.� A little sore maybe, but trust me, she�ll be okay in a day or two.�� He then added, �You know, she�s going to be very popular around here.�� I had heard that before.

He bent down, scooped her up in his arms and sat back down facing the stage.� He was now very gentle with her, kissing her forehead and swabbing it with the cold water of a melting ice cube.� After a few minutes she began to stir and he gave her a sip of his high ball.� She buried her head into his hairy chest and he hugged her tenderly, rocking her like she was a baby and stroking her body.�

With the main event for me over, I turned my attention to the happenings on stage. A naked man escorted an equally naked young girl onto the stage and turned her over to a man that I recognized as being the one who had auctioned her off earlier.�

The �dad� ran his hand between her legs and pronounced her to have been �properly fucked�.� Then he forced her down on her hands and knees, dropped his trou and entered her from behind, stroking into her dozen or so times before pulling out and standing up.

�Gentlemen, I can testify that this cunt is well lubricated,� he said while buckling his belt.� �Now who wants sloppy seconds with this whore?� Do I hear two hundred?��� The bidding began and quickly rose to over five hundred.� This was followed by another previously sold and freshly fucked nymph.� Round two of the four-round auction was well on the way.�

When it was Mitzi�s turn to be resold, the man (who had bought and fucked her), carried her up to the stage and laid her down. I remained in my seat stunned at what I had witnessed and had permitted. She tried to sit up, but the MC forced her back to the floor face down.� He pried open her butt cheeks and checked her out.

After he pulled her to her feet he whispered in her ear.� I was glad to see her at least meekly smiling.� He announced, �Gentlemen, her pussy may be wrecked, but this cutie�s asshole is nearly pristine.� Who wants to be the first to use her ass?� Do I hear eight hundred?�� To my surprise, she sold for almost two thousand again; this time to a gentleman located halfway across the room from me. Taking the man�s hand, she sort of wobbled to the bench where she was to be publicly ass fucked.

With the exception of Mitzi and Hanna, on each round the girls fetched less and less.� By the third round, prices were so attractive that I bought a little whore for my own pleasure, paying for her with a fraction of the credits I had gained by selling Mitzi.� The girl I bought was a nine year old dirty blonde named Stacy.� She was a tall girl, willowy and all legs, but she rode my cock like a professional rodeo rider.

As the evening wore on, more and more men became naked and stayed naked. Near the end, everyone was naked.� The rules were that after the second round, you could negotiate with a purchaser to take a share of the girl.� It was considered bad form to refuse to share a girl in round three and four, so while Stacy rode my cock the big heavy fellow who had nearly fucked Mitzi to death, fed her his big dick.� It was a wild evening.�

On the fourth round, I was up to selling Mitzi again in person.� She was tired and leaking cum everywhere that she could leak.� I quickly sold her to an impromptu consortium of men for a substantial amount.

I watched them for a while, but was distracted when a guy asked if I wanted to have my dick sucked while his young whore rode him cowboy.� At first I assumed that he wanted to suck my dick, but he quickly clarified that the girl would do the sucking and the fucking.�

When it was all over, I found Mitzi, abandoned on a padded bench, spread out like a well used whore, leaking profusely and covered with jiz.� She had a glop of cum on one eye, but she opened the other when she heard me speak.� �Are you okay, baby?��

She nodded that she was, but then added, �But I�m kinda sore, Daddy.�

�I�ll bet you are.� Come on, let me get you cleaned up and I�ll take you home.�

I led her to where I was told the showers were and joined the naked men who were cleaning up their little girls.� For some girls the night wasn�t over as several were passed around the big communal shower for anyone to screw without bidding on her. For me and Mitzi, the fun was over for the night and after cleaning her up, I hustled her out of there.�

Finding the wardrobe room without too much trouble, we found her clothes where we had left them.� While she dressed for the ride home, two girls fresh from the shower, were now on their knees being face fucked by the big black dudes who had guarded the door to the auditorium. The one closest to me spotted us.� He paused with his cock down the poor girl�s throat and checked out Mitzi with a hungry look.� The girl began struggling and the black guy pulled out enough to let her catch her breath then resumed the throat fucking.�

I knew then that I had better get us the hell out of there or Mitzi might be staying much longer.� With Mitzi dressed I looked about for Clint and Hanna, but they were nowhere to be found. Out near the dining area, I ran into Bart.

�Your girl was certainly a hit tonight,� Bart greeted.�� �So how was it, Randy?��

��Uh, fine, just fine, Bart.� Say, have you seen Clint and Hanna?� They rode over here with us tonight.�

�They�re already gone.� Hanna is going home with one of the Patrons for a night or two of one-on-one.��

�What about, Clint?�

�I fixed him up with one of the waitresses on the house. He�s camping out over in the guest house.� You want some teenage pussy tonight?�

�Can I take a rain check?�

�Sure, you�ve got it, Randy.�

Bart turned to Mitzi and said, �I hear that you were fantastic tonight, baby.� You have created quite the buzz around here.� Now, are you up for some more fun tonight?�

�I�m kinda tired,� Mitzi replied wearily.�

�I understand completely, sweetie.�

He turned to me and handed me a card.� �Take her to this address.� She�ll sleep when she has a chance to sleep.� I understand that you�re welcome to stay overnight too.�

�Uh, we were just going home,� I lamely protested.

�You can go home, but she has an appointment tonight.� See to it that she keeps it.�

�I don�t know, Bart.� I think we�ll just go home.���

�Like I said, Randy, you can go home, but that little cunt has an appointment tonight.� You sold her ass to The Club to be used and she�s going to be used... well used.

"Now, I know this is somewhat tacky," he continued, "and I not threatening you per se, but... I'm just reminding you... we have photographs of you and Mitzi, photos that shouldn�t fall into the wrong hands.�� Bart paused to let that sink into my skull.� �Now, you just deliver her young ass to that address.��������