Butter Face, Part 6 by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) ~~~~~ "Where's Heather?" Jimmy asked impatiently for the third time while we sat outside of her school. It was already after 3 and most of the kids had left the school. With two of us watching, I was sure we didn't miss her and the only other way out of the school was around the back and through the field, which was an unlikely path for her. "Maybe she didn't go to school today," I suggested. "That's bullshit, man. We're already late," he mumbled glancing at his watch. "The guy is probably already at the motel waiting for us." "Lemme call Jessie. Have him ask Chad if he saw her," I said pulling out my phone. After the brief conversation, I slipped my phone back into my belt pouch, shaking my head. "No, she wasn't in school and Jess said her father's car is still in the parking lot. Hasn't moved all day." "That's fuckin' great!" Jimmy mumbled flicking his cigarette out the window. "Let's go pay them a visit. We need to set some shit straight with them." The entire ride Jimmy didn't shut up and kept running his mouth about them fucking with his income and saying shit about teaching her old man a lesson but I tuned most of it out. He was pissed and just shooting off his mouth to make himself feel better. Pulling into the apartment complex I parked two spot away from the older model Buick parked in Heather's space number. We got out and I could tell Jimmy was still irate about this. He's not seeing the big picture. Here he was just got caught in a compromising situation with his underage daughter and the people prostituting her are trying to get their claws deeper into his flesh and blood. Of course he's going to try and protect her, its only natural. "I'm gunna lay that mutha fucka out!" he growled through clenched teeth. "Jimmy, hold on," I said pulling his sleeve. I knew we had enough on the old man to get him to roll over without resorting to violence but Jimmy wanted to strong arm him into doing what we want. I explained everything to him, even the paternal aspect of protecting her from us but he didn't want to hear anything about it. "We're doing this shit my way, understand?" he said getting into my face. "You wanted me to pimp this whore `cause I know that I'm doing so stay the fuck outta my way or you'll get hurt just the same." "Whoa, man, ease up. What in the hell has gotten into you? We need to approach this right or we'll risk losing everything." "We ain't the ones losing shit, man. That fuck head trying to keep the whore from us is about to lose everything!" "The whore's name is Heather, remember?" "Yea, whatever," he added turning and continuing his stride down the sidewalk. He had a few seconds head start, but I caught up to him just as he knocked on the door. I could see the muscles in his jaw flexing and his hand was curled into a fist. If he wasn't so serious it might actually be funny seeing him like this. Slowly the door creaked open and a young girl stood in the doorway. I suddenly remembered that Heather had a younger brother and sister and this girl looked to be about eight or nine-years-old. "Hi there," I said smiling and the door quickly opened wider with her father standing behind her. "What in the hell do you want!" he almost shouted pulling the young girl back inside and behind him. "You know what we want, Larry, so where is she?" Jimmy scolded. I could see the young girl trying to peek around her father and suddenly another face appeared from the other side. I guess her brother was equally as curious to see what was happening. "Get the hell out of her before I call the cops!" he shouted trying to close the door. Jimmy's foot stopped it as he pushed on it, sending the smaller man stumbling backward. The two children stood gawking with shocked expression as we entered the apartment. "Hunter, Hannah, get to your rooms, NOW!" he yelled still trying to stand up to us. We were larger, younger and stronger than this guy so physically he didn't stand a chance, but the trump card we possessed was the pictures. The two kids scurried away like frightened mice, almost running into the woman entering from the back to see what was going on. "Honey, is everything alright?" the small stature woman wearing thick glasses asked entering cautiously. I could see where Heather got her build, eye sight and unique looks. "Everything's fine, go back into the kitchen," he growled not quite as loud as he did for the children. She stood staring at the two of us for about a minute before leaving. "I asked you to leave," the little man repeated standing in front of Jimmy with his chest puffed out. I smiled. He doesn't know who he's dealing with. Even if we didn't have incrementing photos at our disposal, either one of us could easily make this geeky dweeb our bitch if we wanted to. The look on Jimmy's face told me he was considering it. "You bess be gettin' outta my face," he snarled giving the older man a slight shove. Miller took two steps back but held his ground. I could see movement from where his wife went into the other room and noticed her peeking around the corner. "Where's my whore?" he asked smirking. I could see Larry's face turning red. I wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or anger. He stood silent, fuming but knowing there wasn't much that he could do about it. "I asked you a question," he said taking two steps to get into his face. "Jimmy, chill out, okay. Let's discuss this like men," I said receiving a stern glance for my troubles. He walked around the man, heading for the back of the apartment. One doorway went into the kitchen, the other toward the bedrooms and bathroom. "Larry, what's going on?" his wife asked stepping into the living room with a worried expression. "Hold on right there!" Miller called out rushing to Jimmy, grabbing his arm. I expected it but didn't see it coming until it was too late. The man flew backward just as he did the time I punched him and landed not far from his distressed woman. She dropped to her knees, cradling his head while giving Jimmy a quick glance. "Why did you do that? Who are you and what do you want?" she screamed holding his head up while he slowly regained consciousness. Jimmy grinned at her and resumed his trek toward the back of the house. "Heather!" he called out opening the first door and looking in. I rushed over not sure what this guy was going to do. He went further into the hall and I glanced into the room to see the young boy cowering on his bed in the corner. Like father like son. The loud shriek turned my attention back down the hall just in time to see him entering two doors down. I went after him. I didn't know that Heather shared her room with her little sister and the girl was beside Heather holding her in some sort of frightened bear hug. The little one yelped again as he went closer. "Heather, let's go," he said grabbing her arm. She wouldn't move and with her scrawny little sister glued to her, he had to try to life both of them. "Heather, don't make me mad, okay?" She looked down at her younger sibling before prying her hands loose. "That's a good whore," he added jerking her to her feet. She wasn't looking very well and I had a suspicion it was withdraws from the meth he's been feeding her and not the stress and trauma of what's going on. Giving her a shove, she walked out of the room with us in close pursuit. Larry was sitting at the kitchen table holding an icepack to his eye. Poor sucker got punched in the face last night and again in the eye today. He's not doing very well. "Where are you taking her?" the woman asked standing when we entered the room. "Larry, do something!" "Talk to him about that, I'm sure you'll be happy to hear what you loving husband has been up to!" he said guiding the dumbfounded girl toward the front door. "Larry, what's going on?" I heard her asking as we left. "Did you see the look on that asshole's face?" Jimmy laughed walking to the car. I still wasn't happy about strong arming these people. The father may or may not go to the cops to protect his daughter, but the mom certainly might, even at the expense of her husband. "Was that really necessary?" "I gotta show `em who the boss is." "We're asking for trouble," I said explaining my concerns as I started the car. "Just drive." He didn't want to hear what I had to say and the fact we were already 20 minutes late added to his frustration. "Here ya go, Sweet cheeks," he said reaching into the back with the glass pipe and a small baggie of the strawberry flavored meth. "Smoke all you want, I'll get you more," he added winking at me. "You be a good little whore and that will always be your reward. You fuck with me and you'll be sorry, understand?" She remained silent but I could hear the lighter flicking several times and directed the mirror to watch her puffing on the glass tube. Her face went blank and she got a stupid look on her face. "We're almost there. Take another hit," Jimmy urged and smiled when she did. She's going to be majorly fucked up. **** "Sorry we're late," he said approaching the man sitting in a blue sedan. "My whore wasn't ready so we had to pick her up. Everything's cool now." "I was about to leave. I've been waiting for half an hour. I only stayed because you said she was young and fresh. Where is she?" he asked trying to look between us into the car. Heather was still in the back reaching out to grab something that wasn't there and giggling when she couldn't catch it. "I know, I'm really sorry. I'll knock $20 off for your troubles," Jimmy said offering him a discount. "Lemme get the room. I'll be right back." I stared at the man still trying to see Heather in the backseat but only able to get a profile view of her. He was balding with thin wavy hair, a bushy, paintbrush-like mustache and a large, WC Field's nose. His face was pock-marked with old acne scars and his cheeks, chin and fore-head were reddened from rosacea. He looked to be in his early-to-mid forties and even though he was sitting down in the car, I could tell he was a big man. Just how big I'd find out soon enough. Jimmy returned with the key and the four of us headed into the room with him closely watching Heather. Jimmy didn't try to hide her face and I assumed it was because he was no prize himself but I didn't say anything about it. The man towered over both of us, standing at least 6 foot 4 and pushing 300 pounds. He didn't look fat, but had a very large build. Jimmy checked his watch and whispered to me that she had another date in 15 minutes but this guy had her for 30. "I'll try and stall the next one; you get this guy to cum faster and get him out. She really put us behind today!" he grumbled. "And how do you think I'm supposed to do that?" "I don't care; just do something to make him cum as soon as possible. Text me when he's done." I nodded and watched him leave. Heather was sitting on the bed with the big man, who I later found out was named Walter, touching her exposed leg. She was wearing shorts and a tee-shirt and he had his hand on her thigh. "Heather, why don't you show the nice man what he's paying for," I said encouraging her to undress. She simply looked my way with her eyes semi-closed and a dazed look. "Take your clothes off," I said making it clear what I wanted her to do. She stood and the man helped her undress, pulling the shirt over her head and knocking her glasses to the floor. She bent over to feel for them but I told her to leave them. He'll enjoy fucking her more without them on. Turning her to face me, he unclasped her training bra, sliding it down her arms and tossing it to the side. Her little wannabe tits were pointing straight at me and I licked my lips. He turned her and sucked the closest one into this mouth before trading off. She stood there while he struggled to get her undersized shorts down, not taking his mouth from her nipple in the process. Her panties came down in the same motion and she was suddenly naked looking straight ahead, glossy-eyed and giggling. That seemed to make him feel better as he made a comment to us once we got into the room about how young she was. Now that he saw she was okay with what was about to happen, his concerns left. I glanced at my watch. It was 3:36 and her next trick was due here in nine minutes. "Heather, why don't you do the same thing for your date, undress him," I suggested and he smiled, liking the idea. Either she didn't hear me or was too stoned to understand and simply stood there like some dumb cow, not moving. He stood, dwarfing her by his size and began to unbutton his shirt. He was down to his tank top and boxers before she got into helping him. He had some serious wood poking out down the leg and I couldn't help but wonder if this guy was for real. When he dropped his shorts, it left no doubt it was all real. Even I was impressed with this guy's size and a flash back of Hector's giant cock came to mind. One thing different is I'm sure this guy's cock is thicker, about the same length, but wider. Either way, she was going to be feeling this monster for a long time. Sitting on the bed, he pulled her down with him and began kissing her, pressing his lips hard against hers. He quickly jerked back, bringing his finger to his lip and pulled it back with a little blood on it. We've got to get those damn braces off of her. She just sat there oblivious to what just happened. "Bite my nipples," he instructed, lying back with his hands behind his head. "Really bite them hard, it makes me harder when my nipples are played with." She didn't move so he pulled her face closer to his chest, grinding her mouth against his nipple. She began nibbling on it, careful not to nick him with her braces, but he was having none of that. "Harder, really make them hurt!" It was hard to see with her body blocking my view, but she must have been doing something right because he started moaning `yessss'. I could see his cock standing firmer, jerking every once in a while as she bit each of his nipples. "Pinch the one you're not biting," he instructed. I was only sitting about 10 feet away and could see the trail of pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock and pooling along the base, wetting his pubic hair. "Harder, bite it harder," he whispered just before grunting. Man, this guy's a pain freak or something. I glanced at my watch. 3:51. He needs to get this moving. Getting up, I approached them, leaning over her to whisper in her ear. "Get on top of him, fuck him really good." She lifted her face from his chest and I had to do a double take. Her mouth and chin was coated in blood and both of his nipples were bleeding. It reminded me of a cheesy vampire movie where the victim was drained of blood. His eyes were closed with a huge smile on his face. "Get on him," I repeated, slapping her ass. Moving around, she hovered over his hips and grasped the bat-sized cock, rubbing it along her crack. It looked even larger compared to her small size. She was dry and the tip wouldn't even enter her. "Get my pants," he said motioning with his hand. Reaching down I handed them to him and watched as he fished out a bottle of Astroglide. He saw me watching and smiled. "When you're my size, you've got to be prepared," he said pouring a generous amount on his cock and using his fingers to coat her labia and vagina. Holding his erection upward with one hand, he eased her down with the other. She had her hands on his stomach for support and made meowing sounds as his huge dick split her open. Crimson saliva dripped from her mouth and he was still bleeding from both nipples as lines of blood ran along the sides to stain the sheets. He began thrusting upward, moving faster every few seconds, throwing her to and fro as if she was riding a rodeo bull. Her feet were on the bed next to his hips, her bony legs bent and facing him and her hands held tightly to his spare tire just under his rib cage. "Bite me some more," came a breathy grunt as one hand went behind her neck and pulled her face closer to his chest. It didn't take him much longer, maybe thirty seconds after she began biting him that he moaned loudly and thrust his hips upward, raising his legs, ass and lower back completely off of the bed. He held that position for what seemed like two minutes while he made all sorts of strange noises. Heather was holding on for dear life as the steep angle shifted her body forward almost throwing her off of him. I wasn't sure how deep he was inside of her, but it looked like he made it all the way to her stomach. Slowly he relaxed, lowering his butt to the bed while she just lay on top of him while he panted. Her cheek was on his left nipple; her hair spread over his chest and covered part of his face. She was softly moaning and he was grunting, making a weird sound between them. I reached over and slapped her on the ass. "Okay, the ride's over. Time for the next rider." "WAIT!" he said wrapping his arms around her back. "Let her stay like this just a little longer. She feels really good." I looked at my watch. 4:04. He did pay for 30 minutes so it's only fair to let him keep her that long. But the next guy has been waiting for about 20 minutes already. They groaned at the same time as his softened cock slipped from her stretched hole. "She's got another appointment," I said slapping her butt once again. He grumbled but released her as I rolled her off of him onto her back. Her legs splayed opened and she had this dumbfounded expression on her face and his cream-colored sperm was dripping slowly from her reddened slit. He got up, heading toward the bathroom. Blood was smeared on her face, her braces were coated red and her hair was tinted with splotches of burgundy. There's not time to wash her right now so I'll have to wait for him to finish before grabbing a rag. My phone began vibrating. It was a text from Jimmy wondering what was taking so long. I text him back that he was finished, just cleaning up. Walter was still putting on his shoes when the door suddenly opened and Jimmy entered with an older black man. All eyes went to each other as the new comer seemed concerned that there were two other men in the room. "You're going to enjoy her," Walter said smiling at the black man. He gave a half smile before closing the door behind him. "Best piece of ass around. I promise." he added standing to leave. I only had time to wipe the blood off of her face and didn't get a chance yet to wipe her leaking pussy, but that didn't matter to the new guy. He wanted to fuck her in the ass so cum in her pussy wasn't a problem. Jimmy left with Walter making sure I knew to text him when he was done. Her next appointment was at 4:30 with another white guy followed by a Mexican at 5. At five thirty I was opening the door for two middle-age white men who would have her for an hour at her six o'clock was a black dude not much older than us. She got a little break in order to eat a kid's meal from McDonalds and do a few rocks of meth before it was back to work. I don't know how Jimmy was able to find so many men one after the other like that but everything was running smoothly. As soon as one finished, he was out in the parking lot with the next one waiting. Only once did he use the mask as none of the others seemed to care what she looked like. She was young, tight and was letting them fuck her so it didn't matter. Watching her getting fucked like that had me so turned on I was about to explode just sitting there. She was my private porn show and I stayed hard for hours. Her 9 o'clock trick finished faster than expected and was gone by a quarter after. I text Jimmy but he was still about 10 minutes away with her next client. I smiled. At last some relief. Pulling her ass to the edge of the bed, I lowered my pants and fell onto her, sinking my cock into her cum-filled hole. She was soupy and hot and felt great. I was too charged up to last long and was adding my sperm to the masses within about five minutes. Pulling away, I tossed her back on the bed and watched as she turned away onto her side. I hardly had my zipper closed when Jimmy and the next guy entered. Taking my seat at the table, I watched as he rolled her on her back and began undressing. A trickle of sperm was visible from her pussy and I made a mental note to clean her again once this guy finished. **** She slept most of the way home. I knew she was exhausted with us working her like a dog. It was almost 2 am and Jimmy suggested we hit one of the red-neck bars closing up to make a few more bucks. I looked in the back at the blob of human flesh passed out in the back and told him that I was taking her home. "She's had enough action for one day." "Com'on man, the night's still young and there's plenty more money to make." "Maybe later. Right now I think she needs some rest. We don't want to wear her out too soon." "No problem there. I got a back up plan when that happens." "A back up plan?" "Yea. Diju see her little sister earlier? Man that's a sweet little cunt, don't you think?" "Come on, Jimmy, she's just a kid." "Hey, we all gotta grow up sometime. I'll get the whore to introduce the little honey to this," he said swinging the small baggie of meth. "And she'll be beggin' for cock in not time." We drove the rest of the way in silence. I wasn't sure if he was serious about using her little sister or not, but with him, you never can tell. Pulling into the complex, I saw someone sitting on the white Buick parked in their space. "Who's that?" I asked slowing down. Jimmy squinted his eyes before a big smile broke his face. "It's the whore's daddy." Pulling behind the car we got out just as he hopped from the hood. "Hello, Daddy," Jimmy said grinning. "We're home." This guy just loves rubbing salt in the wound. "Where's Heather?" he asked not able to see into the darkened car. "She's in here," Jimmy said opening the back door. "Take her. We're done with the whore for now. We'll get her tomorrow." He stepped closer and his mouth dropped opened. We didn't bother dressing her and she was splayed out, one leg on the floorboard while the other rested against the back of the seat. She was passed out and her swollen pussy was oozing slime. "Where's her clothes?" he asked turning to me. I noticed his eyes were blood shot and puffy and figured he'd been crying as he didn't seem drunk. He also had a nice shiner from where Jimmy punched him. Reaching into the front seat, I grabbed her clothes and pushed them into his chest, minus her panties. One of the johns offered us $20 for them and we sold them to him. Jimmy grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her hard, bringing her ass to the edge of the seat. "Take her or we'll drop her off at the homeless shelter and let all the bums fuck her." I smiled at his hollow threat but then saw the seriousness on his face and had to wonder. Larry struggled to get her out of my car and ended up having to hold her front to front with her head over his shoulder and her legs hanging freely. One hand supported her under her butt while the other kept her chest pinned to his. We watched as he fought to carry down the sidewalk, dropping her clothes about midway. Looking at each other we smiled. "We're gunna have a great business with that whore," Jimmy stated getting back in the car. I watched until he disappeared and joined Jimmy to take him home. "Here," he said handing me a wad of money. I shoved it in my pocket and didn't count it. I'll wait until later to see how much my little butter face earned for me. "How old do you think her brother is?" he asked as we turned down his street. "Huh? I dunno. Why?" "I was thinking we could make this a family affair, you know get them all involved. There's a lotta guys out there who like young boys. Hell, they'll probably pay even more than the guys for Heather." I looked at him without responding. This guy is too much. "What time should I pick you up?" I asked changing the subject. "What time does she go to school?" "She has to be there at 8, why?" Pick me up at 7:45. We'll have a little fun with her before putting her ass to work." "I've got school tomorrow too you know." "You can miss a day, don't worry about it. The money you'll make will be worth it." He opened his door and got out. "7:45. Don't be late. We need to catch her before she gets to school `cause we can't sign her out. That's something else we need to talk to her daddy about," he said shutting the door. I watched him until he went inside and pulled out the money he'd given me. $610. Damn, she did good tonight, considering we split the money 50-50. Smiling I pushed it back into my pocket. I'm not sharing this money with the rest of the guys. Fuck `em. If they want money, they'll have to earn it just like us. I'll offer them the same deal as Jimmy. They get half of whatever she makes from the tricks they find for her. No johns, no money. Putting the car in reverse, I headed home thinking of all the money I'll be making from this brainless whore. ~ end of part 6