preface

Author: tau

Title: Bigz Entertainment Clubs

Part: Chapter 1-3

Keywords: M F NC Blackmail rough 

Language:  English

The following story contains several offensive subjects, including interracial sex, blackmail, and coercion. If any of these subjects offend you, please stop reading now.

This story is to explore fantasies that would shock many persons. No part of this entity is to condone any of the activities therein. Every person, male, female, black, white, yellow or red, deserves respect.

Chapter 1

Lucy, a petite brunette, 23 years old, is up on stage dancing slowly as she removes her clothing for the two middle aged creeps in the audience. The bar has been slow all evening and she has been grateful. The middle aged jew was minding his own business, smoking and drinking quietly as his eyes followed her around the stage. The fat black trucker was being a nuisance though. He was sitting against the stage holding up another five dollar bill for her to earn. 

Lucy strutted wearily over to him and turned around, not wishing to make eye contact. She squatted down and gyrated her hips slowly to give him a close up view of her backside. His hand slipped between her legs and he flicked the five between his fingers as though he was giving it to her. What he was really doing was rubbing his palm against her pussy. She gyrated away, swallowing the knot in her throat, knowing it was no use getting angry, but she made sure she pulled the five from his hand as she did. 

Rodney didn’t care what the customers did. There were signs all over the place exclaiming not to touch the dancers, but Rodney would never do anything unless he suspected one of the state regulators was visiting. He only cared about the money she pried from their fingers. This infuriated her but she knew it was useless to let it get to her. Rodney owned her three days a week. 

The song finally ended and Lucy glanced at the clock on the wall. Her twenty minutes on stage was over and she had ten minutes off before she had to serve drinks for the remainder of the hour. She hoped the black trucker would be gone before she came out of the back to serve drinks. The middle aged jew looked like a easy customer and she hoped he was interested. They always had good money and were pretty nice. 

She stopped by the bar and picked up her drink before heading back to the dressing room. She walked into the tiny back room and got back into her short red dress so she would be ready to go serve drinks. 

She sat down on the little chair and brought her drink to her lips. She tipped her head and swallowed the entire glass quickly and then shook off the taste of the double vodka. Rodney knew to always serve her a double early in the evening. How she ‘hated being here’, she thought as she waited for the burn to end. 

Looking at her phone, she saw that there was a new message from her husband Damon. Shit! She thought in disgust as she read the message. ‘The Condo Job has been delayed. No work for now.’ It read. Damn you Damon! This is the last straw. We’re about to loose our house and you can’t even get a stupid construction job for a couple months!

Lucy felt her heart beating wildly in her chest. If they missed the next payment, the bank would be taking the house. She already worked two jobs when she wasn’t here at the bar. It’s hopeless! She thought, pounding her fist onto her leg in frustration. 

Her mind fluttered between being angry with her husband and with the man who ruined their marriage, Rodney. She had been so happily married until Rodney came into her life! I can’t be angry with Rodney… She thought, repeating the phrase that always brought a form of peaceful submission to her life. ‘But he did this to us!’ She screamed inside her head. ‘I have to get away!’

The idea of running away was no minor consideration. She had thought about it many times since Rodney came along. He would follow up on his threats. The videos would be distributed. Her parents, Damon’s parents, her few remaining friends, they would all know what she had become. 

Lucy brought her hands to her eyes and tried to hold back the tears. It doesn’t matter anymore! She thought. Rodney had been blackmailing her for three years now. He had been slowly ruining her life year after year until her loving husband Damon was a drunken mess. “Damon would be better off without me!” She thought. 

He will find me… She considered, knowing her life wouldn’t be worth living if he caught up to her after she ran. That pretty blond girl, Tracy, had been caught shortly after running. Rodney had gotten her addicted to heroin after that. He made sure her new pimp dropped by every so often just to remind her and the others what would happen if they descended to the next level.  

Lucy looked at the clock on the wall and tensed up. It was time for her to go back into the bar and flirt with the customers. She had to get them to buy some more drinks until it was time for her to strip again. She forced herself to straighten up so she could apply some make up. She was only 23 years old! Why did she feel so much older when she looked into the mirror. She took her lipstick and blush and quickly brightened up her appearance. 

She walked out onto the bar floor a couple minutes later and ordered another drink for herself. Rodney looked at her, realizing something was bothering her. 

“What the problem Loo?” He said in his low raspy voice. 

Lucy looked at the short misshapen middle-aged owner of the bar and smiled in her practiced reaction to anything he asked for. “nothing babe. Just trying to make ends meet back home.”

“That worthless husband of yours still looking for a job? Maybe its time I get you working as an escort. You will take home enough to pay your bills then!” He chuckled. 

Lucy smiled thinly and turned away. She wondered if Rodney was setting her up. He had been pressuring her to start working as an escort, but she knew it would be simply a nice name for a prostitute with her own automobile. Several of Rodney’s escorts stopped in from time to time and she knew what they did. They serviced half a dozen strangers a night and Rodney took two thirds of the income. No, doing what she did was what had ruined her marriage so far. Becoming an escort would seal her doom. 

“Hey! The black guy asked for a fuck. He already paid so you go outside an make it quick before we loose the jew over there.” Rodney said motioning to the big black man sitting by the stage. 

“Rodney please…” Lucy groaned, angry because Rodney knew how much she hated the blacks. He was typically pretty good when picking a customer for her but it had been slow in the bar the last couple days. “That jew looks like he has some money.” She said smiling at her boss. 

“He already paid. Anyways he was very persistent. I told him no but he offered more money. What can I do?” Rodney said winking at her. 

Five minutes later Lucy was in the back of the big rig parked outside the bar. She was helping the big man out of his shirt as he was running his large hands over her breasts and flicking the thick gold rings piercing her nipples. 

“You like my boobs?” She said smiling at him as she ran her hands over his hairy chest. He had a fat gut so she avoided it, preferring to feign attraction to his muscular shoulders and hairy chest. The truth was she hated hairy chest nearly as much as she hated black men. She preferred men like her husband, slim, medium build, and gentle. 

“Your awful pretty for a stripper…” Groaned the man as his hand caressed her gently around her boobs, and then slid down her abdomen inside the waistline of her black silk panties. “You look like a nice girl…” He stuttered excitedly. 

Lucy smiled. The excitement in his voice meant he would be quick. She might even be able to jack him off with her hands. “Thanks you.” She said smiling warmly at him. She knew her age was what he was attracted too. She was probably half his age. If he knew she had already fucked a several strange men this week, he would probably have a different opinion of her. Of course, she had once been a nice girl. She had worked as a receptionist for the phone company before Rodney discovered her. Her husband was finishing his accounting degree. Things could have turned out a lot different if Rodney had not come into the picture. 

His hand slipped down to her shaven vulva. Her oiled lips greeted him like they greeted many men every week.  “Ohh…” She feigned as he fumbled excitedly with his middle finger on her clitoris. The thick bead piercing her clit made it feel as though she was always excited down below. In truth, she had oiled her pussy just before coming  out and she only hoped he had a hard cock that she could get off quick.  “Yeah… Yea that’s it… Your making me crazy down there…” She moaned as she unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them open. She slipped away from his irritating excuse for foreplay and dropped to her knees in front of him. “Let me see your cock!” She groaned, tugging on his pants. 

One of the things she had learned was too always get the man naked. She wore a cheap evening dress that was easy to unbutton in the front, giving him plenty of access to her boobs and abdomen, and she only had to raise her skirt if it got really dirty. If things got out of control, she could make a run, buttoning herself up before she climbed out of the cab, but he would be scrambling to find his clothes. It made for a clean getaway during those rare times a girl had to flee. 

“Oh my god… Your cock is huge!” Lucy feigned as she pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. She wadded them up and stuffed them deep beneath the bed. He did have a big cock, but not the biggest. Rodney had a bigger cock and he used it on her every week just to keep her vagina stretched out. But he did have the biggest cock of any man she had been with this week. Her husband was about half the size. She took it in her hand and stroked it once, and then added a second hand so she could squeeze it tight and stroke faster. “Oh baby!” She encouraged as she watched a few drops of pre-cum glistening from the big hole on the head of his uncircumcised shaft. The familiar odor of an unwashed man filled her senses but she was skilled at hiding her revulsion at times like this. 

Lucy stroked his cock energetically for a moment, watching flakes of grime falling off from beneath his foreskin. She smiled at him feigning admiration, when she could only wonder what type of pig did not wash their own genitals. “Where you from?” She said as she pushed her lips down on the base of his shaft and pulled his rather large testicles up, inspecting him visually for signs of disease. Several  large raised white bumps on his scrotum gave her reason to pause. ‘I hate blacks!’ she said inside her head. Too many of the black men she had been paired with were unclean and diseased. She smiled at him and stood up, standing before him and letting him kiss her breast with his large mouth. 

“I’m from Carolina. I’m not usually out west that often but they wanted me to deliver some containers out this way.”  He groaned as he admired her petite but full breasts. 

Her nipples were nearly calloused from all the rough touching she endured, but she still enjoyed a warm wet mouth on her tit. It also gave her a moment to reach into her purse and retrieve the proper sized condom. For this man, she would need the XXL size. She ripped it open and slowly unrolled it on his long thick shaft. She started stroking it quickly trying to get him worked up, and maybe even cum in her hand. 

“You like?” She said as she sat down on his knee and stroked his cock rapidly, trying to get him off. 

“Yeah that’s nice…” He groaned. 

Lucy continued stroking him steadily for a moment, giving him plenty of chance to blow his wad into the condom. She considered where he would be tomorrow. He would probably be half way across the country. She would be at the bank with her drunken looser of a husband, begging for another chance. The idea of running away with him blinked briefly into her mind and she dismissed it. She hated blacks. 

“Ohhh yeah… you got it good and hard now…” He said, reaching out to her and pulling her onto the bed beside him. 

Lucy sighed as she felt him climbing onto the bed with her. ‘so much for jacking him off.’ She thought as he rolled over on top of her. She reached down and grabbed his long erection in her hand, guiding it to her pussy even as he positioned himself. “OWW BABY!” She groaned feeling the initial pain of his thick dick spreading her vagina. She took a deep breath as he slid back for the next thrust. She was not sexually excited at all at the moment, which that made it difficult to have sex when the guy had such a large prick. 

Lucy closed her eyes and concentrated on the prick inside her as he pushed it with a sudden, clumsy stab. She relaxed and groaned for him, feeling her pussy loosening and stretching for his length. Within a dozen strokes, she had all of him inside her and she could feel his heavy testicles slapping against her buttocks. 

“Oh Shit girl!” He grunted as he started having intercourse with her, slapping his hips against hers rhythmically. 

Lucy closed her eyes and turned her head, trying to breath some of the fresher air beside the bed. Her body shook with each of his heavy thrusts, and she moaned almost mechanically. Knowing it would be over quickly and she could get back to her bigger problems. ‘Rodney would never suspect I hitched a ride with this guy!” She chuckled to herself. She could be on the far side of the country in a few days. She could change her name. She could start over completely.  She daydreamed while her black customer continued hammering her crotch heavily with his building lust. 

“your pussy so hot!” He grunted as he slowed down, trying to enjoy the petite girls hot deep cunt. 

“Yeah baby, its because of you!” she moaned. Rodney would never suspect I hitched a ride with him. He knows how much I despise being with blacks. She said smiling. Suddenly the idea became that much more clear in her head. Rodney would never be able to find her if she escaped with this guy!

She continued to daydream about starting over somewhere else. She pictured finding a new guy, a handsome guy like Damon had been before he started drinking. She began to notice a soft tingling on her pussy. The thought of feeling pleasure with this pig disgusted her so she opened her eyes and stared at the clock. It had been fifteen minutes already. She had to hurry him up. 

“Oh your going to make me cumm if you keep fucking me so hard! Ohhh!” She moaned convincingly as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close. She pushed her crotch up to meet him and squeezed her muscles around his shaft in order to please him. She rarely did this for a black guy ever. She could only remember doing it once before.  “Oee yes…”” She moaned into his ear. 

“Ohh baby…” He grunted as his ejaculation neared. He thrust into her spasming cunt and felt the first spurt erupting. 

“Oh my god yes!” Lucy cried out in a well acted out orgasm. She felt the head of his cock press firmly against her cervix and pulse rhythmically as his semen filled the condom. His large testicles filled the condom with enough hot semen that she could actually feel it filling up inside her. She squeezed him in mock ecstasy and hoped the condom would not leak inside her. She remembered the white bumps on his scrotum with disgusting shivers. 

“Uhg! Uhg! Uhg!” he grunted again and again as he held his cockhead tight inside her until the tremors faded. She was quite beneath him, just laying there breathing softly. Usually the whores he slept with would be grabbing his shaft to make sure the condom hadn’t broke when he pulled out.  “You like that don’t you…” He said pulling out slowly from her hot passage. 

“Oh that was the best ever!” She mewed convincingly. The air in the small cabin had suddenly grown more rank as she wondered if the pig had farted during his final disgusting expulsion. “I hate niggers!” she screamed inside her head, wishing she was back inside the bar. 

She felt the ribbed condom sliding from her cunt slowly as he shrunk inside her. She concentrated on it carefully, not wishing him to pull out quickly and leave a cum drenched rubber inside her pussy. Her hand was poised to grab his shaft as he pulled out and make sure the condom went with him. She pulled her hips back as the head of his cock plopped from her vagina onto the matress below. She felt the bloated sack of the condom exit with him. 

“Oh my god! That was the best ever!” she groaned, reaching between their bodies to grip his cock and stroke it for him. She pulled the condom from his shaft and pinched the open end. He lifted himself up a little, allowing her to slide up and turn to the side. She inspected the condom for blood, tears, or other signs of trouble. It had held up well, but it was full of yellowish snotty cum. She hated that kind of cum the worst. It tasted awful when it got in her mouth, and it just looked rotten. 

He was a big cummer by the size of the wad in the condom. Rodney was by far the biggest cummer she had ever seen, but he was a hormonally imbalanced freak who didn’t take his medicines like he should. This guy was pretty good at filling a condom though. He could be a porn star with that much jizz. 

“Well I gotta get back in before my boss gets angry.” Lucy said as she slipped from the bed onto the floor. She stood up, pushed her dress down to her knees, and started buttoning her dress up the front. He was still on the bed breathing heavily as se slipped her heels back on. 

“I been to a lotta bars but I ain’t nevuh been with a pretty girl, little and innocent like you. You do this kinda stuff a lot?” he said to her. 

“oh no…” Lucy lied. “just once in awhile when I really like the guy.” She lied further. Sometimes she overdid it with her innocent act. Sometimes she liked to remember herself like she was before Rodney. 

“Why don’t you come down to Carolina with me. I’ll help you get a new job that don’t  require you strippin all night like you do. My momma get you a job workin at her restaurant.”  He said softly, admiring her curves and silky black hair. 

Lucy smiled at him. Her mind had wondered to her dream of escaping again, except now the dream was in full color and live before her. “I’ll think about it…” She stuttered in deep thought. Her mind returned to the business at hand. She reached down and took the condom and tied it off. She would drop it in the trashcan on her way back into the bar. She hated having the nasty things laying around. It looked so filthy. 

She climbed into the front of the truck and slid over to the door. She sat there a moment considering making a run again. Damon would be better off without her. He would be able to tell everyone it was me that was so nasty. Everyone would blame me and feel sorry for Damon. He would be able to get over it eventually. “I could start over again…” she thought. 

“Rodney would never guess I went off with this guy!” She thought. “There would be half at least a couple more guys in the bar tonight that she would entertain. Rodney would think she headed to Los Angles with one of them.”

“Are you staying at the truck stop tonight?” She said, looking back into the sleeper of the truck. He was sitting up now searching for his pants. 

“No. Gotta get farther down the road. Gotta be in Tucson tomorrow.” He said. 

“That’s not that far away. If you wait for me in the truck stop when I get off at 2am. I’ll ride with you to Carolina.” She said smiling sweetly at him. 

He looked at her with his giant greasy head and grinned. “That’ll make for a long day tomorrow.”

“I’ll make it worth your while.” Lucy smiled. Inside she calculated the cost of the trip vs the disgusting act of fucking him a few more times and considered it worth while. She didn’t want to be alone when she ran away, even if it was with a pathetic nigger like this guy. He would keep her safe and protected until she found a place to call home. 

The trucker looked at her and smiled at her big dark eyes. He could stop at the truck stop and take a nap. Then he could drive through the night. He did want to fuck her petite little ass some more. “Alright… I’ll be parked at the truck stop till 2:30am, then I’m getting on the road with or without you.” 

“Okay…” Lucy said smiling politely at the man who had just paid to have sex with her. She could still feel her insides returning to normal after having him inside her for a couple minutes of bumping and thrusting. He was a disgusting moron, but he would be the perfect escape for her. She climbed down from the rig and went back to the bar.

At a few minutes past 2am that night, a tired brunette walked a half mile down the highway from a topless bar to a truck stop. She paused in front of a trash barrel for a moment while she emptied the contents of her purse. She then walked to a nearby truck and climbed into the passengers seat. The truck shifted into gear and pulled away, never to be seen in these parts again.

Chapter 2

The following day…

“We’ve been robbed…” Rodney said softly under his breath. He stared at his desk drawer and saw the obvious signs of it being pried open. He pulled on the handle and it slid open on broken slides. The cash was all gone. He was alone in the bar right now and Lucy wasn’t scheduled to show up for another couple hours. He picked up his phone and dialed his partner and wife Lynette. 

“Hey we got trouble over at the bar. Somebody broke in last night and took the petty cash.”  Rodney said. 

30 miles away, his wife Lynette sat by the poolside sipping an long island ice tea and watching a television sitting on the cabana bar a few feet away. “Which cash box did they get, the bar or the cash box?” 

“The cash box. Its cleaned out.” Rodney said. 

“How much?” Lynette said angrily. It was all a pittance compared to shat they had in the bank, but the thought of being robbed was offensive to her. 

“It’s been a slow week here at the bar. Maybe $500 from the strippers. But Billie had just brought over the cash from the escort service. We probably lost five or six thousand dollars there.” 

“Damn it!” Lynette scowled. “Do you know who did it?” 

“Not yet… but I’ll find out.” Rodney said, walking out into the bar and pouring himself a drink. “I’ll find out.”

Later that night…

A young woman in a red dress pulled up to the little topless bar with the neon sign attached to the porch. She parked her convertible and climbed out. She appeared to be in her early twenties and she was dressed to attract attention. Her auburn hair flowed silkily around her shoulders and her sun glasses made her look something like a movie star. 

She looked around the parking lot of the little bar and noted how many cars were parked. The bar had two truckers and a couple work trucks parked outside. Rodney had been correct about needing someone to work tonight. 

The little bar was rarely busy and she knew it didn’t make a lot of Money for Rodney, but it was his first venture and he used it to launder some of the money he took in from his black market businesses. The other reason he kept the bar open was to train his new girls. 

Georgina had not worked here for years and she was grateful. She hated driving out into the desert every day. She liked living in the city where the food was better and the men more sophisticated. 

She walked into the bar and waited for her eyes to adjust. She looked around, dismissing the truckers and men staring at her with pleased looks in their eyes. She saw Rodney and Lynette standing behind the bar discussing something important. 

Rodney stopped talking for a moment and waved her over. “Georgiana, Damn it! I told you to be here and hour ago!” He spat. 

Georgiana smiled politely at Rodney and waited for him to finish. “Get out there and put on a set for them boys. Make sure you give em a little extra for waiting so long!” 

“Sure thing Rodney.” Georgiana replied politely. She swallowed her dignity and walked around to the back dressing room. She could smell the odor of diesel fuel and grease on the men watching her as she strode by. 

Lynette looked at Rodney and shook her head. “That little bitch took the money and skipped town Rodney. We might as well call Eddie up and tell him to put the letters in the mail. I’m going to enjoy ruining them.”

“Don’t call Eddie yet. Lucys husband said she didn’t come home last night. He’s out looking for her now. She might be in trouble. I don’t want to pull the plug on her yet, not unless she is totally lost. We’ve got three years invested in that little bitch.”

“Well I’m gonna start looking for another girl now. I don’t think the little cunt is coming back. She double crossed us!” Lynette scoffed.

Chapter 3

Meanwhile on the expressway somewhere in New Mexico. 

Delroy glanced over at the little brunette white girl sitting in his passenger seat. She had her hand inside her blouse and she appeared to be fondling her breasts. The expression on her face did not make it appear that she was enjoying herself though. A moment later, she pulled her hand out and she was holding the two thick gold rings that had been piercing each of her nipples. She laid it on the dashboard and glanced over at him.

"I wonder what I can get for these in a pawn shop. I'm through wearing jewelry. All jewelry. I don't think I'm ever going to wear anything that pierces my skin again." She smiled up at her rescuer.

"I like em. I thought they were pretty." Delroy said as he drove.

"I'm done. I want to be a woman again. I want to go to college and finish my degree. I'm never going to sell my body again." Lucy said with confidence.

"But we're going to fuck again right?" Delroy said with some concern in his voice.

Lucy looked up at him and smiled sweetly. She had learned a lot about this overweight black man driving the truck. He dropped out of school in the fourth grade. She surmised he was mildly retarded but not so much to keep him from functioning in society. He was big in nearly every proportion, but so far she had experienced him as a puppy dog. He chain smoked cigarettes and ate pork rinds while he drove. His simple request to fuck again was just another of his childish traits. "Yes Delroy. You're special. You're the man who rescued me from that awful place. You can have anything you want.”

Delroy smiled and stared at her approvingly. She realized her hand was beneath her dress again, this time on her crotch. The expression on her face betrayed the sensitive nature of what she was doing. He felt his cock growing firm in his pants. A moment later, she pulled her hand out and removed a small pink barbell shaped piercing. She laid it on the dashboard. "I could just throw that one away. It's not worth much."

"I ain't never known a girl with her pussy pierced like that." Delroy said.

"My old boss wanted me to have them. He said it made me sexier. I thought it made me look sleazy." Lucy explained.

"Can't you wear them till I let you off?" The Delroy said.

"No." Lucy said. The thought of saying no to a man had been taboo for the last three years. She found the idea of refusing his wishes empowering. "I'm through being that way. I'm going to start being a nice girl from now on."

"Won't your old boss get angry? My boss gets angry whenever I don't listen to him." Delroy said.

"No. He can't find me. I'm through with him. I'm starting a new life now." Lucy said with a new sense of self-respect growing on her face.

"I hope he doesn't find you then. You're going to get a talking to." He chuckled, shaking his head. Lucy laughed at his comment.

The sun was going down and Delroy was piloting the big rig into Oklahoma for a drop-off. Lucy had gotten bored and cleaned up the interior of his rig, making it far more comfortable to ride in. She folded his clothes and stacked them in the cabinets. And she collected the trash up and swept the floors into a small pile she could vacuum up later. She still had to ride with the windows cracked because the overall smell of his rig was of a locker room combined with an outhouse. He had very poor hygiene, but given the circumstances she was more than willing to forgive his ways. She would soon be getting off in Georgia or North Carolina to start a new life.

Lucy followed him into the truck stop when they pulled over and she ate dinner with him. She sat across from him and ordered a salad while he ate a meatloaf sandwich along with a huge plate of coleslaw and fried potatoes. She had not thought it possible for one person to eat so much food in a sitting. As she sat with him she overheard a couple truckers sitting at the counter mention the pretty nigger lover. She paused and looked down in shame, realizing she was exactly that right now. Part of her wanted to get up and walk away. She even considered finding another trucker to catch a ride east with. In the end, he stayed where she was and bore the humiliation. She just did not have the courage to approach a man and trade her body for a ride again. She was only another day away from her new life.

After dinner, Delroy led her into a small waiting room and they sat together. He handed her a magazine while he grabbed one himself. A few minutes later, a voice came over the intercom stating that shower number three was ready. Lucy did not know what to think when Delroy took her by the hand and led her down the tiled hallway. They paused at the window in the hall and a man looked through at them.

"You taking her in there with you?" Said the elderly man glancing between them.

"Well she wanna be clean too?” Delroy said.

"What..." Lucy said in confusion, but she was ignored.

"You got 30 minutes. She needed a towel too?” Said the old guy. Delroy nodded. 

The old guy took a towel from beneath the counter and handed it to Lucy. Delroy turned and headed down the tiled hallway as Lucy took a towel to follow. 

The man behind the counter grumbled "Disgusting nigger lover..." loud enough for her to hear. Lucy's face turned flush with embarrassment.

"Are we going to take a shower together?" She asked as she walked into a small tiled room with a bench on one side and the shower on the other.

"That's what you said. You said I ought to take a shower before we fuck again didn't you?" Delroy said.

Lucy looked up at him and nodded, remembering the conversation she had with him earlier that day when he asked when they were going to fuck again. She had been trying to be evasive and put him off by asking him to take a shower first. She now realized the idea had backfired on her. "It doesn't matter now. One last surrender before I'm free tomorrow." She thought to herself.

Lucy helped Delroy undress and she did it herself quickly. Two years of working as a stripper in a bar had taught her how to cut through the chase and make a man cumm quickly. She turned the water on and guided him beneath the warm water spray. She was small compared to him but he obeyed her completely. She took the soap and watched him thoroughly from head to toe, working his cock into a stiff erection when she cleaned him there. She was amazed at the amount of dirt and scum washing from his body into the drain. She guessed he rarely took showers on his own.

Delroy grew anxious after she had stroked his erection firm. He rubbed his body against hers, kneeling so that his erection slipped between her legs. Lucy reached behind her and grabbed the head of his cock, stroking it for him. He hugged her and pressed his fat belly against her breasts. "Yeah... this is nice... this was a good idea..." he groaned as she stroked his cock. He took her by the shoulders and turned her around, pressing his erection back between her thighs. He pressed down on her shoulders and pumped his cock between her thighs several times before reaching down to position it.

Lucy felt him sliding the head of his cock between the lips of her pussy and she prepared to pull away. She wasn't sure if he was just toying with her or whether he was serious. She remembered the white bumps on his scrotum and the pockmarks on his penis. She would not be having any unprotected sex with him today. His hand came down and cupped her breasts as he slipped his erection up and down her crotch several more times. She put her hand down to block him in case he tried to press inside her vagina.

"Yeah... I'm ready! I'm ready! I want to fuck you now!" He said squeezing her breasts roughly. 

Lucy felt his erection pressed against the furrow of her pussy and she pushed her hand into the way. "Not yet Delroy... I'm not ready yet... I have to go get you a condom first. I’ll take care of you when we get back to the truck.” Lucy explained.

"No!" Delroy grunted softly with frustration.

Lucy felt his hands clamped tightly on her breasts until it hurt. She instinctively brought her hands up to grab at his, desperate to pull his gripping fingers from her breast.

"I want you now!" He grunted, continuing to squeeze her breasts tightly as he furiously tried to push the head of his cock into her cunt.

“Uhh Noo!” Lucy found herself crying out as he bent her over further by her tits. His cock found the furrow her pussy and slipped inside several inches. “Oww! Oww! please stop!" She grunted as her pussy stretched painfully at his sudden violation. She tried to pry his fingers from her breast but he was far too strong. She found herself on the receiving end of a fucking she was not in control of. She suddenly felt helpless and under his control. She did not even have Rodney and his shotgun sitting behind the counter to come to her rescue.

Delroy could not hear her cries nor did he care. He had half of his cock in her pussy and was pumping rhythmically to slide the rest into her. The girl was his now to fuck until he squirted inside her pussy.

Lucy felt his long thick erection filling her up further and further with each thrust until it pressed against her cervix. His fat cum hole sliding firmly up to her ungiving cervix and kissing it hungrily. The image of the condom she had carried away yesterday filled her mind. He was a big cummer and he would shoot his snotty yellow cum straight into her womb if she was unable to stop him. "Delroy please... please... come in my mouth... I want to drink your cum!” She groaned loudly trying to get his attention.

Delroy was possessed by her pussy and could not stop sawing into her depths. He had never ever found a petite woman with a big pussy like that. He felt his cumm getting closer and he couldn't do anything but slap his hips into her backside now.

Lucy groaned helplessly. He wouldn't stop and there was nothing she could do. She felt the walls of her vagina gushing wetly in response to his rapid thrusting. The first tingle of pleasure was growing around her G-spot. "The only person to ever fuck her without a condom was Rodney! Not even her husband had been allowed to fuck her without a condom!" She thought, recalling the brainwashing she had undergone. She had to extinguish his desire so he would release her.

"Delroy..." she groaned using reverse psychology. "Fuck me Delroy!" She groaned loudly as she joined his thrusting, pushing back to meet him. She felt his tight grip on her breasts slowly loosen as she matched his rhythm. She felt his large testicles slapping against her crotch, but his vicious grip on her breasts was easing. She prayed he would let go enough for her to escape before he actually started to ejaculat in her.  She was quite skilled at detecting when a man was about to cumm. She hoped she could time it correctly this time.

Delroy felt her pussy tensing around his shaft, pushing him over the edge. He pushed forward and felt his squirt traveling down his long shaft into her womb. He tried to pull her back against his cock instinctively but she cried out and in an instant, pulled away. A large yellow snotty strand of his cumm hung from her pussy lips as she dropped to her knees. Her hands gripped his shaft and she stroked him. His eyes rolled back in his head and ecstasy and he grabbed her by the head. A thick squirt of yellow snotty come shot out and hit her on the chin. Her mouth opened and wrapped around the head of his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock as further gushes of sperm streamed into her mouth.

Lucy had done it, but the taste of his semen in her mouth was disgusting. She had never tasted semen so foul. It tasted like a combination of cigar smoke and sour milk, which instinctively made her want to throw up. He squirting so heavily into her mouth that she knew he must be finished, but it never seemed to end.  It filled her mouth and she had to either swallow or spit. The openly person she ever swallowed for was Rodney. She felt another putrid gush of warm semen against the back of her throat and she gagged, spitting the mouthful of cumm down onto the shower floor below. He shot several more sickly warm squirts into her mouth and she pushed it immediately out onto her chin because she couldn’t stand the vile taste, but finally he stopped. 

Delroy leaned against the tile wall of the shower and groaned loudly. He reached down and rubbed her pretty brown hair as she suckled the head of his cock softly. “ohh that was a good fuck girl!” he announced loudly. 

“I’m glad you liked it…” Lucy said as politely as she could. She leaned back and looked at the floor she had been kneeling on. There was a large splotch of phlegmy yellow cum between his legs from where she had spit up. She ran her finger up her labia and collected the snotty yellowish discharge he had squirted into her vagina even as she pulled away. She backed up slowly until she was again under the hot spray of the shower. She was afraid to take her eyes off of him now, but she had to rinse off before she got dressed again. 

Minutes later, Lucy stepped from the shower still dripping wet. She had hurried to dress before he could so she could get outside and catch a ride with some other trucker heading east. She didn’t want anything to do with anymore. As she stumbled from the shower down the hall, there was a small crowd of men gathered around the cashiers window. 

“Girl! What the hell is wrong with you! Your gonna go to hell you know that!” shouted a tall middle aged white man who looked a little like her father. He was wearing a denim jacket and spoke with a heavy texan accent. 

“Nigger lover!” Hissed another voice in the crowd with disgust. 

Lucy flushed with embarrassment. She looked around for the quickest way out. “no… You don’t understand…” She uttered softly in humiliation. 

“nigger loving whore!” sneered the old old man through the window. “We could hear what you was telling that nigger in that shower! We don’t allow no prostitution in this here part of the country. You better get your ass outta this truckstop before the police get here! ” 

Lucy froze in absolute humiliation. She stared at the men in front of her searching for mercy. She wanted to tell them the truth, but knew by the looks on their face they were disgusted by her presence. She wanted to tell them she was not a whore, but she knew that given her behavior in the last week, she would be lying. 

“Police coming whore! Better move your ass down the road!” said one of the men standing around shaking his head at her. 

“I’m so sorry…” Lucy cried out, brushing past them with utter embarrassment. 

When she reached the restaurant, she was unable to shake the humiliation of her situation. Every man she looked at seemed to be staring at her with disgust. She could’t look anyone in the eye without shame. 

Lucy pushed the door open and hurried out into the hot mid day sun. The smell of diesel exhaust and the roar of a dozen big rigs brought her back to the urgency of her situation. The man in the shower had told her he had called the police on her. If she were arrested, Rodney would find her. He had people working for him in the police. He would probably have someone paying her bail before the sun set, then she would have to pay his price. She knew she would never escape Rodney’s den of evil ever again if he caught her. 

 Lucy looked around. To the left were nothing but cars  filling up with gas. There were half a dozen cars. She looked carefully for a single male that she could entice. All of the cars seem to be filled with women, old couples, or families. She cursed  loudly and turned around. 2 dozen semi trucks were parked in the large gravel parking lot. She started walking towards the role of big trucks instinctively as she saw her chances dwindling.