From Ole.Joe@poboxes.com Fri Feb 14 15:52:35 1997
yank@mala.proteus.qc.ca (Flying Yank)
Jeni's Story: She works hard for the money
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by T. F. Yank
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The following story is purely fictitious. Any resemblance to real life
simply means I got lucky. It contains sex with minors, some very mild
pseudo-B&D, and a lot of wishful thinking. If such things offend you,
please hit 'N' or however you abort reading messages on your system.
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Due to the length of the entire story (32 chapters in all), Please do
not ask me to e-mail you any parts that you might have missed.
Comments, criticisms (constructive or not), and even flames are
permissable however. (Hell, I've been here for a while and haven't
received even one flame. Starting to feel left out [grin])
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Chapter One
She stood near the curb, beneath the street light. The snow
drifting down around her, covered her in a mantle of virginal white.
Her stiletto-heeled shoes, salt stained and scuffed, moved in a kind of
two step, as she attempted to warm her cramped, freezing toes. Black
fishnet stockings encased her well shaped legs, but did little to ward
off the cold, or hide the goose bumps.
She rubbed her legs together in a vain attempt to improve their
circulation. She wore a skin tight, flame red micro mini, which
normally showed off well her supple thighs. Tonight, it offered little
protection from the elements.
She cursed the weather as she tried to pull her midriff length
imitation fur jacket tighter around her. What little chance she might
have had to make money tonight, was surely made slimmer by the falling
snow.
She hoped Nicky would show up soon and let her go home. Even he
couldn't expect her to stand out here all night in this blizzard.
As she stood watching the snow swirl under the glare of the street
light, an old Pontiac came crawling along. It stopped as it came
abreast of her. She peered in, and saw a young man behind the wheel.
She struck a provocative pose and smiled.
He slid across the front seat, rolled down his window, and said,
"You look cold."
She moved to the car and leaned over to afford him an ample view of
her unrestrained breasts beneath the light, silky camisole. She smiled
even wider, and said, "Yes, but you'd be surprised by how fast I get
hot."
He reached out to touch her. She moved away without straightening.
She pressed her arms tightly together, forcing her breasts to stick out
further, and at the same time, gave her rear a little wiggle.
"Oh-oh, naughty, naughty! No freebies tonight, sweet heart."
"You can't blame a guy for trying, can you?" he laughing replied.
She saw him in the light, and was momentarily taken back by the acne
scars on his face. Nicky had some, but not as disfiguring as this poor
guy. She waited, saying nothing, for him to make the next move. She
might be cold, but she'd rather freeze out here then spend the night in
jail again.
Shivers, having nothing to do with the cold, went through her body
at that thought. She swore never again would she be trapped by a
fucking pig.
"Well how much?" he asked.
"How much for what, sweet thing?" she coyly responded.
"For sex, damn it. I ain't here to order pizza."
"Well, that all depends on what you had in mind."
"Shit, I ain't got all night. Just wanna know the rates. Let's
stop beating around the bush, and decide what I can afford. Okay?"
"Well," she said moving closer to the open window, "it's fifty for
an oral, and a hundred for a quickie. Normally I charge a lot more,
but the weather being such a bitch, I'll give you a break. Hell, if
you're really looking for a great time, pay the motel bill, and I'll
give you a good time all night for only $300. That's way below the
going rate."
She hoped he was interested in more than a quickie. She wanted off
the streets bad.
He didn't answer right away. Instead, he pulled out his wallet and,
as if afraid she'd reach in and grab it, turned away to riffle through
it.
"Shit," she thought, "he ain't got enough money for squat."
He turned back to her and said, "I seem to be a bit short. But I'll
tell you what. I'll let you sit in here for as long as you want, if
you'll do me for $30. This baby sure gives off the heat and you must
be freezing out there. What do you say?"
He held out some bills and moved back behind the wheel.
She was tempted. She could feel the heat blasting out the open
window. She knew if Nicky ever found out, he'd beat the shit out of
her. But if she did this guy real fast, maybe she could get back here
before Nicky stopped by to check on her. And she'd never have to tell
him about the money either. Nicky couldn't really believe she'd turn
any tricks on a fucking night like this.
The guy started to put his money away. "I guess another night
then." He leaned over and started to roll up the window.
"No! Wait! I guess I can do you a favor this once. But the next
time, I expect the full rate. Give me the money, and I'll get in the
car with you."
He looked sceptical but quickly handed her the money through the
window. He moved closer to the door just in case she decided to run.
But it was too cold to pull that shit, and opening the door she jumped
in.
"You can pull this baby around the corner. There's a narrow lane
behind the building where you can park," she said, trying to rub some
warmth back into her body.
He put the car in gear and drove to the lane. Putting the car in
park, he moved closer to her and put his arms around her.
"Whoa there, friend. All you get for your money is a blow job.
Push this seat back, and turn that damned heater on full blast. Okay,
now move up against the other door."
She knelt on the floor, her backside as close to the heater vent as
possible, and reached into his lap. Pulling his zipper down slowly,
she reached in and pulled out his limp penis.
"Damn, your hands are cold," he complained.
"Don't worry honey, things will soon heat up," she laughingly
replied. Rolling his penis like a cigar between her palms, she brought
her lips to its tip. She showered it with hundreds of small, sucking
kisses as her hands made milking motions on his shaft.
His hands went to his belt and loosened it. He pushed his pants
down around his knees. She let go of his now hardening shaft as he
pushed his shorts down too. The warmth coming from the heater felt
really good on her legs.
She thought how she'd normally try and hurry up the customer. But
not tonight! She didn't care if he took forever to come as long as she
could enjoy the heat. He attempted to grab her breasts. "Shit," she
thought, "he had to ruin a good thing."
"Hey! I said no freebies tonight. Now, if you can't just sit
there, I'm leaving."
"Aw come on. I just wanted to warm you up a bit."
"I'm serious. I'm already giving you more than you've paid for.
Either you just sit there, or forget it."
He didn't look very happy, but he did as he was told. His
disappointment showed in more than his face. His penis lay limp
between his legs.
She again took it in hand and started to kiss it. Her tongue traced
a path down along the tender underside and back to the tip. She could
feel it hardening, and opened her mouth to swallow it. She sucked it
into her mouth, taking it as deeply as she could without gagging.
Still using her hands to jerk up and down on his shaft, she used her
tongue to tease the now swollen gland. His breathing became rapid as
he moaned, "Oh yes baby. Suck it! Suck it good. It feels so good
when you eat me like that. Is it too big for you? Wouldn't you rather
have it deep in your hot, wet cunt?"
She ignored his mutterings as she continued to suck and lick him.
He grabbed her head, forcing his cock deeper in her mouth. She tried
to pull his hands away, but he was too strong. The tip of his penis
lodged against the back of her throat. She tried to relax, but felt as
if she would gag. He rapidly moved her head up and down as he
continued to mouth obscenities.
"Aw shit! Not yet! I'm coming. Fuck! I bet you can't wait to
have my hot cum squirting deep down your throat, can you, you fucking
whore?"
She managed to pull free as he grabbed for his shaft. "Here,
swallow it, bitch! You know you want it."
"Fuck you!. You swallow it," she said, pushing his penis away from
her.
He continued to pull on it as thick spurts of semen shot upward
along his body. He cursed, and threatened to make her pay. He reached
for her as she tried to get out of the car, his hand grabbing at her
face. She bit his thumb and, as he howled in pain, quickly got out of
the car. She ran around the building.
She hid in a doorway, afraid he might follow. But he never came
back. She stood shivering, partly from fright, but mostly because she
could again feel the penetrating cold. She waited a while before she
dared stand under the street lamp. But when he didn't appear, she
decided she should get back on post. It wouldn't do if Nicky came by
and found her hiding there.
The snow continued to fall around her as the night wore on. She
could barely make out a pair of headlights as they approached. The car
was almost abreast of her before she realized it was Nicky's red Trans-
Am.
She opened the door before the car came to a full stop, and jumped
in. Leaning over to the driver's side, she planted a big wet kiss on
Nicky's face.
"Hey, cut that shit out," he growled as he wiped her lipstick from
his face. "So what have you been doing all night?" he asked.
"Not much. Christ, it's too cold for anyone to be out on a night
like this, Nicky. I was hoping you'd come along to take me home."
"Take you home? Are you crazy? The bars just closed a few minutes
ago. The streets should be teeming with tricks soon. Shit woman!
Don't you know by now that when a man has alcohol in his blood, and
heat in his loins, it ain't never too cold? And what do you mean you
ain't seen no action?"
Nicky reached over and gently caressed her cheek. His hand moved in
lazy circles down her neck.
"Really Nicky, there ain't been shit out tonight. All I have to
show for the evening is one frost bitten ass."
Nicky moved his hand down her camisole and caressed her left breast.
"Come on, this is Nicky you talking to. Don't give me that crap. Now
what did you take in tonight?"
"Honest Nicky, nothing. There ain't been any trade along the street
tonight. I wouldn't lie to you."
Nicky grabbed her breast between two fingers and his thumb and
twisted. She let out a cry of pain.
"I'll ask you one more time. What do you have for me? And don't
waste my time with more bullshit, or I'll start to lose my temper. Now
give!"
She reached in her belt and quickly handed the money to Nicky. He
took it with his other hand, never letting up on the pressure to her
breast.
Looking at the money, he asked, "What the fuck did you do for thirty
bucks?"
The pain was becoming unbearable, but she knew better than to resist
him.
"The john was short of cash."
He gave another brutal twist and said, "I asked what, not who or
why."
"I sucked him off, Nicky. But it was so cold and . . ."
"Shut up! Shit Jeni, you never learn, do you? Get your ass back
out there and don't give cut rate prices again."
He let her go, and started the car. She jumped out, and watched as
his car fishtailed down the road. She took her place again under the
street light and watched the snow softly fall.
It was a night, just like this, almost three years ago, when she
first met Nicky. Her mind ignored the cold snowy night as she recalled
how she came to the life she now led.
Chapter Two
She had been sixteen. Her father had died two years earlier. And
her mother had started to drink heavily even before Daddy was in the
ground. She liked to think it wasn't her mother's drinking which had
made her run away from home.
The drinking Jeni could have put up with. But the boyfriends were
another matter. Actually, most of them were kind of okay.
Okay, that was until Ray came along. He wasn't satisfied to simply
beat up her mother whenever he got roaring drunk. He would usually
want to make love to her right there on the spot, despite whoever else
was in the room. He took extra pleasure in humiliating her mother when
Jeni was around.
Then that night he tried to force himself on her. Her mother had
managed to stop him by offering herself instead. But Jeni had been
forced to watch him violate her mother. He said it was so she would
know what to expect the next time he came for her.
She made up her mind then she wouldn't stay in that house. After
her mother managed to get Ray back in their room, Jeni packed a
knapsack with several changes of clothes, and slipped down to the
kitchen. She emptied the coffee tin where her mother kept what cash
they had on hand. She didn't bother leaving a note saying where she
was going. She didn't even know herself. She managed to get a few
lifts, and arrived in the city.
The City! She was stunned by how big and busy it was. She had no
idea what she was going to do or where she should go. What was even
more appalling was how expensive everything was. She quickly ran out
of money and was forced to panhandle to eat. She slept in doorways and
back alleys. She felt grubby but didn't know what else to do. She was
certain if the police caught her, they would force her to return home.
And she would never go back there again.
It had been a particularly cold day--the snow starting to fall. She
was hungry. God, she had never known hunger like this. She hadn't
eaten anything, but a donut, since yesterday. She had no luck begging
for money that day, and she was tired and cold.
As she passed a snack bar, the smell of french fries caused her
mouth to water. She just had to have something to eat. She walked in
and sat at the counter. When the man behind the counter asked what she
wanted, she said a hot dog, fries and a large cup of coffee.
She refused to think what was going to happen when he found out she
didn't have any money. When the food arrived, she devoured it. Having
finished the food, she sat there nervously sipping the coffee.
The guy came over and asked for payment. She made a big show of
looking through her bag. "Shit, girl! Don't tell me you ain't got no
money. Fuck! This is the third time today I've been stiffed. What
the hell do you kids think I'm made of? Gold? You stay right there.
I'm calling the cops!"
"Please, mister, I ain't trying to stiff you. I know I have it here
somewhere, just give me a minute."
Jeni looked nervously toward the door, hoping she might be able to
make a run for it. The guy reached over and grabbed her coat sleeve.
"You ain't going nowhere, lady. Not until I get the cops."
A hand reached around her, and placed a fifty dollar bill on the
counter.
"Why don't you let the poor girl go, Harry. That should cover my
tab and hers. And I'm sure she still wants to order some more, too.
Don't you, honey?"
Jeni looked over her shoulder, and glanced up into two of the
deepest blue eyes she had ever seen. She was too frightened to speak.
"It's okay, sweet heart. Don't worry. No one's calling the cops.
Are they, Harry?" he asked the guy behind the counter.
"Gee Nicky, if I had known she was one of yours, I'd . . ."
"Can it! Just see what the little lady wants to eat. Better yet,
bring a menu over to the table. I'm sure she'd be more comfortable
sitting away from all these people gawking."
He led her to a booth. He helped her remove her coat. She noticed
he winced as he caught a whiff of her. It had been a long time since
she'd been able to wash. She figured she must stink pretty bad.
But he said nothing. Instead, he helped her choose several things
from the menu, and engaged in small talk while she wolfed down the
food. She couldn't eat it all. She thought she would burst. Matter
of fact, she thought she might be sick.
He laughed softly as she clutched her stomach. "The bathroom is in
the back. I don't think Harry would take too kindly to you getting
sick here in the restaurant. Mind you, it might be more appetizing
then some of the shit he serves."
She quickly got up from the table, and ran to the bathroom. She
stood above a toilet, gagging, and watched all the food she had so
wanted, flush away. She tried to wipe her face in the sink, but there
was only the slightest trickle of cold water.
She felt better, but light-headed, as she made her way back to where
the man with the blue eyes sat waiting for her. She sat opposite him,
and not knowing why, started to sob.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to waste all that food. Really I
didn't."
He reached across the table and took her hand. "Hey, it's okay.
You'd be surprised at how many people get sick eating Harry's food.
Are you okay? Can I get you something?"
Jeni wasn't able to answer. Instead, she continued to cry. He got
up from his side of the table and moved beside her. He placed an arm
around her and hugged her gently.
"Hey. C'mon, it can't be that bad, can it? Look, I know you don't
have a place to stay, and it's too cold for you to sleep outside. Tell
you what, I have a spare couch you could use, if you want to. And I
promise no tricks. If you want to leave, you just walk out the door.
What do you think? After a good night's sleep, your stomach may be
more prepared to accept something. C'mon, what do you say?"
Jeni gazed up at him through tear-filled eyes. She never knew why
she agreed to his suggestions. All she knew was her mind seemed to get
lost in his tender blue eyes. He led her from the snack bar to his
car.
They drove for about twenty minutes. She didn't know where they
were headed, but soon found herself standing outside his apartment.
She was having second thoughts about whether this was really a good
idea. But once she was in the warmth of the building for a few
minutes, she felt too drowsy to care.
He showed her the couch, and went away only to return a few minutes
later with his arms full of sheets, blankets and pillows.
Jeni started to cry at the sight of the pillows. She never realized
just how much she missed sleeping in a real bed.
"The bathroom is down the hall to the right. Feel free to use it.
And if you want to wash your clothing, you'll find a washer and dryer
in there too. Only thing I ask is that you do whatever you find in the
hamper at the same time."
"If you get hungry later, the kitchen is just past the bathroom.
Help yourself to whatever you can find. I've got to go out for a few
hours, but I'll let myself in later. Don't answer the phone if it
should ring. And of course, don't answer the door. You never know
what kind of weirdos are out there these days."
Jeni couldn't believe it. He was going to let her stay in his place
alone. But the mention of a hot bath was all she really wanted to
hear. Thanking him, and grabbing her knapsack, she ran to the bathroom
and closed the door.
She never really knew when he left, nor how long she lay in the hot
water. Finally getting out of the tub, she dried herself. She threw
the towel, and her few clothes, in the washer.
She checked out the hamper, and added the few things she found there
before she started the machine. She found a bathrobe hanging on the
bathroom door. She put it on as she had nothing else to wear which
wasn't already in the washer. She went back to the living room, and
made up the couch.
She was so tired. She thought she'd just lie down for a few moments
until it was time to put the clothes in the dryer. Instead, she fell
into a sound sleep.
When she awoke, the room was dark. There was just the faintest hint
of light coming through the living room windows. She took a minute to
remember where she was, and was startled to see someone kneeling over
her knapsack.
It was that fellow Nicky. He looked as if he was naked. She was
frightened. Not knowing where the courage came from, she said, "Hey,
what are you doing there?"
As he turned toward her, she could see he had on a pair of bikini
briefs.
"I was just putting your clothes away. It seems you forgot to
finish the laundry, so I did it when I got home."
"What time is it?" she asked. "You're just finishing the laundry
now? What time did you get home?"
"Boy, you sound like a wife. For your information, I arrived home
about an hour ago. And the time now is almost 7:30 on an overcast
morning. Tell you what, if I leave the room for a few minutes, do you
think you might get dressed and give me back my robe? I'm not crazy
about running around half naked with an under-age juvenile in my
apartment."
She realized she was still wearing his bathrobe. "Gee, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to keep it. I was only going to lie down for a moment
while I waited for the wash to finish. Really, I didn't mean . . ."
"Damn, you talk a lot. I'll go into the kitchen and fix us
something to eat. You throw on some clothes. And don't forget to
bring the robe with you, okay?"
He stood up and, giving her a warm smile, left the room. Once she
was sure he was gone, she quickly got up and went to her knapsack.
Taking out a change of clothes, she dressed. Remembering to take the
robe, she went in search of the kitchen.
He was standing at the stove frying some eggs. "I hope you're
feeling better today. But maybe you should take it easy with what you
eat. I don't want you getting sick like last night."
Again, she was captivated by his eyes. They seemed to reach out and
encompass her whole being. She couldn't remember meeting anyone quite
like this man. She found herself looking closely at his almost naked
body as she had never really looked at a man before.
"Hello? Anyone home in there?" he asked laughingly. "Oh, you
brought my robe. Thanks."
He took the robe from her hands and putting it on, turned back to
the food cooking on the stove. "Well, are you going to follow my
advice or not?"
"Sorry? I guess I was kind of lost in thought. I didn't quite get
what you said," she answered timidly.
"I was suggesting you take it easy on what you eat this morning. We
don't want you getting sick again."
"Oh? That would probably be a good idea. Except I am starving. I
could eat a horse right now. But I guess you're right. Maybe I should
just have some toast. But those eggs sure do smell good."
"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt if you had some. But try not to
wolf it down in one gulp. I promise they won't disappear. Get
yourself a plate from the cabinet up there. You'll find knives and
forks in the drawer by the sink. Get me some too, will you?"
She did as he asked, and brought them to the table just as he dished
out the food. She buttered the toast as he poured the orange juice.
They sat in silence while they ate. He read the morning paper, and
she found herself again studying his features.
He looked up and caught her staring at him. He smiled and laid the
paper down. "Well, you look as if you'll survive my cooking. Why
don't you clean up the dishes, and I'll hit the sack. If you want, you
can watch TV. But do me a favor and keep the sound down low."
"B-b-but," she stammered.
"What seems to be the problem? Don't tell me you don't know how to
wash dishes."
"I do, but I . . . er . . ."
"C'mon now, don't tell me you forget how to speak once you've
eaten," he laughed.
"No, that's not it. I was just wondering, er . . ."
"Look, sweet thing, I've been up all night. and I'm bushed. I don't
mean to be anti-social, but I have to get my beauty rest. Do you think
you could spit it out in twenty-five words or less?"
"Well, I was wondering when I . . . er . . . I had to leave?"
"Shit, is that the problem? Like I told you last night, you leave
whenever you feel like it. Now I really have to hit the sack. Try not
to make too much noise. Good night."
He left her sitting there. She didn't know what to make of him.
She felt funny staying here, but it sure beat being outside. She got
up and washed the dishes, being as quiet as possible.
Afterward, she went to the living room and turned on the TV. There
sure wasn't a lot to watch at that time of the morning. She got bored,
and wandered around the apartment. It wasn't very big, but it was well
kept.
Returning to the living room, she browsed around on the book
shelves. She didn't see any books which struck her fancy, but she did
notice a couple of video cassettes. Taking one, she placed it in his
machine.
She had a hard time believing her eyes. This was a pornographic
video. But it didn't appear to be a regular movie video. More like
someone's home movies. It took her a moment to realize that the guy in
the film was Nicky.
She quickly turned it off, and put it back on the shelf. She
wondered if she should leave right away. What kind of person made
movies like that? She was frightened. The only two men she had ever
seen naked were her boyfriend Bobby, and that bastard Ray.
The thought of Ray, naked, violating her mother, caused her stomach
to turn. She quickly shifted to the image of Bobby.
Bobby. He was sweet. He tried often enough to get her to allow him
to stick his cock in her. But she had always managed to prevent him.
Okay, so she occasionally sucked his cock to get his mind off the other
thing, but she enjoyed it when he returned the favor. She had remained
a virgin all these years. And, she was damned if she was going to let
a kid like him spoil her track record.
He did have the cutest little ass though. A sob caught in her
throat as she realized she'd never see Bobby again. The thought of
Bobby and their little games, made her curious about the video. She
put the tape back in the machine. She turned off the volume for fear
of waking up Nicky.
Watching it more closely this time, she noticed you really didn't
see much of Nicky. The film focused more on the woman in the film.
She wasn't quite sure if you would classify her as a woman. She looked
more like a young girl, heavily made up.
Jeni noticed enough to realize Nicky wasn't as immature as Bobby.
He even had a cuter ass. And he appeared to be quite good at what he
was doing, if the girl's reactions were anything to go on.
Jeni watched the tape to its conclusion and then quickly got up to
exchanged it for another. This one was almost the same, but the girl
was different. The other five tapes were same.
She sat, her eyes riveted to the screen, and watched every minute of
every tape. She was both horrified and curious by what she saw.
Obviously, Nicky liked to tape his conquests. And even though she had
the sound turned off, it was obvious the girls were all quite vocal in
their approval of him.
Jeni sat there as the last tape started to rewind. She wondered
what she had gotten herself into. What kind of sex maniac was sleeping
in the next room? But when she thought about it, none of the girls
appeared forced into doing anything. Matter of fact, they all seemed
upset when the lovemaking was over.
Still, she figured she better be extra careful around him so he
didn't get any wrong ideas. But otherwise she thought she should be
safe. Making sure she put the films back exactly as she found them,
she went back to the couch, and laid down.
She must have more tired then she realized because she soon fell
into a deep sleep.
Chapter Three
She woke to find the day had past. Looking out the window, she saw
it getting dark outside. She could smell something cooking in the
kitchen, and made her way there.
Nicky was seated at the table, eating. "Good to see you've joined
the living again. Help yourself to the stew on the stove. You know
where the dishes and silverware are."
She got down a bowl, and ladled some stew into it. Grabbing a spoon
from the drawer, she sat opposite him and started eating.
"Okay. So now you've spent the night here, and eaten my food, I
wonder if I qualify yet to get some questions answered?"
"Sure! Anything you want to ask. I really appreciate your kindness
and I'll try . . ."
"Christ. I see you found your tongue. Was it hidden somewhere in
your bag?"
"I . . . er . . . I . . . er . . ."
"Whoa up there, lady. At least wait until I ask the questions,
okay?"
"Okay."
"That's better. Now the first question is how old are you?"
"Well, I'm . . . er . . . eighteen."
"Hey, if you don't want to tell me, just say so. I can understand
that. But I hate being lied to. So will you tell me your real age, or
do we just forget playing twenty questions?"
Jeni felt a blush creep over her face. "Damn," she thought, "I
never could lie worth a damn." Looking Nicky squarely in the eyes, she
said, "I'm sixteen. But I turn seventeen in about three months."
"Shit," he snapped, "talk about jail bait. Hey, it's okay.
Everyone has to start somewhere. And why did you run away from home?"
Jeni felt uncomfortable. "What makes you think I ran away from
home?"
"Look, sweetheart, a nice girl like you just doesn't live on the
streets if she has a nice warm home to go to."
"Oh yeah? What makes you think I'm such a nice girl? For all you
know, I could be some kind of criminal hiding out from the law."
"Now you're being silly. Next to being lied to, being bullshitted
is the second thing I hate. First, I suspect you wouldn't even know
how to break the law, let alone hide from it. And second, if you
weren't a nice girl, you would have climbed into my bed last night as
if it was a matter of course, to repay me for my hospitality. So cut
the crap, and tell it like it is. I ain't here to bullshit you. And I
don't take too kindly to being bullshitted in return.
Again, Jeni blushed. "Well, I really don't feel like talking about
it. I'm sorry, but I still feel quite uncomfortable about it, and it's
not that . . ."
"Jesus, girl! We're going to have to put a meter on that mouth of
yours. Don't you even stop to take a breath? Like I said, if you
don't want to answer any questions, just say so. Can you tell me what
you expected to do when you got here? Or how you were going to survive
without any money?"
"I had money. But it just seemed to disappear, and I wasn't really
thinking about that. I figured I'd manage somehow. Look, I'm sorry if
I'm such a problem. I'll just get my things and . . ."
"Maybe if you tried to slow it down a bit. I think I'm going to
call you 'Motor Mouth'. You look so much prettier when you not talking
a mile a minute. As for as you being a problem, you're not. Least
ways, not yet. And if you really want to leave, you know where the
door is. But I don't mind if you stay here. Now, without starting to
give the entire speech from the throne, can you tell me your name?"
"Jeni."
"Okay, Jeni 'One Name'. Like I said, you can stay here for as long
as you want. At least until I need the couch. Which by the way, has
no upcoming engagements that I know about. Deal?"
Jeni shook her head in agreement.
Nicky smiled and said, "Yup, you really are much prettier with your
mouth shut."
They both started to laugh. "Tell me one more thing while you seem
to be able to restrain that motor mouth of yours. Do you have anything
else to wear except those jeans and T-shirts I put away last night?"
"No," she replied.
"Well, I guess the first thing we have to do is get you something
decent to wear. And then we need to get you some fake ID. Can't take
you anywhere without it."
"Gee. Really? You don't have to do that. Where would we go? I'm
sure it's too . . ."
"Whoa! I just said how I hate all that racket. Right now I'm going
to clean up this mess. Until then, give that mouth a rest, will you?"
"Okay," said Jeni, as she jumped up to help him clean the dirty
dishes.
Nicky helped her wash, dry and put them away. He said he was going
to shower and change, and they would go out when he was ready. Jeni
asked if she could use the shower after him.
"Sure, kid. Don't know how much hot water there'll be, but try not
to take too long, will you? I want to get to the stores before they
close."
Jeni sat impatiently waiting for him to free up the bathroom. Once
he went into his room to dress, she quickly showered and changed into
her best outfit.
She looked down at her clothing and felt a bit ashamed at how shabby
she looked. She was excited by the thought of Nicky buying her some
new clothes. She heard him calling her, telling her to hurry up and
she quickly ran to meet him.
He stood there looking at her. "Do you have any make-up in that bag
of yours? No? I should have known better. Come in here," he told her
as he headed to his bedroom.
She was reluctant to follow him, but overcame her fear when he
called her again.
"Here, try some of this stuff. I need a picture of you for the ID.
We need to make you look a bit older. Try some of this blush and maybe
some of the eye shadow. I think with your coloring, the blues would be
best."
She went to the mirror and started to apply the make-up.
"What the hell are you doing? Shit, you look like a whore. Didn't
they teach you how to apply make-up where you come from? Here, let me
do it. Shit, ain't nothing worse than a bitch who can't do her own
make-up."
Jeni was frightened, and wasn't sure how or what to answer him.
Instead she stood silently as he wiped off the make-up she had put on,
and allowed him to reapply it.
"There, that's better. Now, I assume you can apply lipstick. Use
the light pink one. And don't put it on too heavy. Your lips are big
enough without drawing more attention to them."
Her hands shook as he watched her. She was so nervous, she had to
wipe it off and do it a second time.
"Okay. I guess you look as good as you're going to get. Hey, don't
get me wrong. You look great. Really! I just meant you look as old
as we can make you."
He gave her a peck on the cheek. Jeni had not been prepared for
that. Her hand went to where his lips had touched her, and again, she
felt herself falling into his blue eyes.
They stood gazing into each other's eyes for a moment and then as if
it took a great deal of effort, Nicky left the room. Jeni heard him
call her name but seemed unable to move.
She wondered about this effect he seemed to have on her. She
realized she was walking on very thin ice. But it had been so long
since someone had been nice to her. She knew there was no place else
she wanted to be right now.
Even when he was criticizing her, he seemed to care. And the
feeling that kiss had. It was as if she had been touched by something
electrical. A warm feeling diffused through her body as she thought of
him.
"Jeni? Hey, come on and move that cute butt of yours. The stores
won't stay open forever, you know."
She hurried into the living room, and saw him standing there holding
a polaroid camera.
"Come here. I need to get a picture for the ID. Stand away from
the lamp and smile. Yeah, that's it. Now don't move while I take
another."
The pictures taken, he gave them to her to hold as they went down to
his car.
Again, she had no idea where they were going. He pulled in front of
an old building and told her to wait while he ran in. After about
fifteen minutes, he returned. "They said the ID would be ready in
about a half hour. Let's get you some clothes. We'll come back later
to pick it up."
They went to a small boutique nearby. She was breathless, looking
at all the lovely things there. But when she saw the price tags, she
wasn't quite as excited.
"Nicky, they can't be serious. Who would pay these prices? Isn't
there somewhere cheaper we could go?"
"Hey, did I tell you to check the price. Just pick something out
quickly before the store closes."
"But . . ."
"Listen, Motor Mouth, put it in idle and start looking."
Jeni pick out a nice grey skirt, though she thought it was too
expensive. Holding it up for Nicky to see, she was taken back by the
expression on his face.
"Shit. Obviously they didn't teach you how to pick out clothing
back home either. Come here and let me see the size. Okay, wait over
by the changing room. I'll get you something decent."
She went to the changing room and watched as Nicky rushed around the
store, picking up some items and rejecting others. He came over with
his arms full. He handed her a beautiful black leather skirt and a
black silk top.
"Here, go try on these. And be quick, will you?"
She entered the changing room, and put on what he had picked out.
The skirt was very short, and much tighter than anything she would
normally wear.
The top was gorgeous. She loved the feel of it against her skin.
But the neck was cut so low her bra showed above the neckline. She
took off her bra. She looked at herself in the mirror and didn't
recognize the girl staring back at her.
"Hey, ain't you done yet? C'mon, I want to see what you look like."
She left the room and stood before him. He looked at her, and let
out a low wolf whistle.
"Now that's quite a package. How do you like them?" he asked,
smiling.
"The skirt feels a bit tight, and the blouse is a bit revealing,
don't you think?"
"Tight? What are you talking about? I think it shows your butt off
great. But I see you'll need a new bra to go with that top. Hand me
your old one. While you try on the other stuff, I'll see what I can
find."
She returned to the room and handed him her old bra.
"Okay, while I'm looking, you try on those other clothes. I'll be
right back."
He took off, and she tried on the other clothing. She fell in love
with all of them. They were much more daring than anything she would
normally wear, but they were all so beautiful.
They made her feel so grown up and, giggling to herself, sexy. A
blush crept over her face as she thought how Nicky had reacted to her
in her new outfit.
Breaking out of her reveries, she heard Nicky knocking on the door.
"Here, try on this one. And put the black outfit on again when you're
done."
She finished trying on the last of the clothes, and then put on the
bra. He had chosen an under-wired bra which just barely covered her
breasts. It pushed them together and upward at the same time. Her
breasts looked as if they had suddenly increased in size.
Putting on the skirt, and then the top, she looked into the mirror.
Her breasts seemed to rise out of the low cut neckline of the silky
top. Straightening her hair, she waltzed out of the dressing room, in
what she hoped was a very sexy walk.
"Damn! Now where did Jeni go? Excuse me, very sexy lady, but did
you see some snot-nosed kid in there a few moments ago?"
Jeni took a playful swing at him. They stood there, holding each
other, laughing.
"Really sweet heart, you look good enough to eat. Now all we need
to is to get you something to replace those scruffy running shoes.
Come over here and let's see what they have."
She fell in love with a pair of low cut boots with silver metal toe
shields. Trying them on, they fit perfectly.
"Okay, I guess that'll be it for now. Lets go settle the damages."
"But wait, I have to change first."
"Like hell, you do. I ain't paying for these clothes so you can go
back to looking like a bag lady."
"But Nicky, you can't pay for all these. They'd cost too much.
Just let me have what I'm wearing now, and that'll be enough."
"Look, you don't tell me how to spend my money. And, I won't tell
you what to do with yours."
"But I don't have any money."
"Exactly. Now move that cute butt over to the counter so I can pay
for all this shit."
He took a playful swipe at her backside and she let out a yelp.
Running to the counter, they again broke out into fits of laughter.
The lady behind the counter eyed them curiously, but was more than
happy to ring up the purchases.
Jeni couldn't believe it when the bill came to nearly five hundred
dollars. But Nicky never flinched. He reached into his pocket and
drew out a large wad of bills. Peeling off five of them, he waited for
his change.
Jeni needed help carrying all the packages out to the car. Nicky
opened the trunk and placed the packages in there.
Jeni asked, "Where to now, my knight in shining armor?"
"First, we get the ID, and then we'll hit a few clubs. That is
unless you're too tired and want to go home to bed?"
Jeni was too excited. She had never had so much fun, and couldn't
believe things could get any better. But she knew there was no way
that she wasn't going to go out with Nicky tonight. So she giggled and
simply said, "Wherever you go, I go."
They drove back to get her ID. When Nicky handed it to her, she
looked at the picture and hardly recognized herself. She glanced in
the rear view mirror and saw the face in the picture reflected back at
her. She noticed the name on the ID was Paula Kearney. She asked
Nicky why the name change.
"Well, you never did tell me your last name. Even if you had, I
figured you wouldn't want just anyone to know your real name, in case
you got into trouble. C'mon, let's get going."
As Nicky started the car, she realized he had thought of everything.
She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling quite
content and happy. He put an arm around her, drew her closer, and
still keeping an eye on traffic, nuzzled his lips in her hair.
Sooner than she expected, they pulled into a parking place. It had
felt so nice just sitting there with his arm around her. She was a bit
disappointed when he moved to leave the car.
"Are you going to sit there all night, or do we start to do some
serious partying?"
She answered, as she got out of the car, "Let's party!"
Nicky told her to stay close to him when they got inside, and to let
him do the talking to the doorman. The doorman greeted Nicky like a
long lost brother and let them pass without asking to see her ID. The
place wasn't very crowded. Nicky explained it was still early. He
seemed to know everyone there. He chose a table in the back of the
room.
Once seated, he asked, "You do drink, don't you?"
"Why of course I do," she answered, some what defensively.
"Yeah right. And I suspect it was just the occasional sip of beer.
Well, am I right?"
Feeling a bit hurt, she stammered an agreement.
"I suggest you stick to white wine coolers tonight. Heavy on the
soda and take your time drinking them. Don't want you getting sick all
over those new clothes."
Jeni was pleased by his concern. When the waiter came, she ordered
a white wine cooler, heavy on the soda. When the drinks came, they sat
there silently, sipping their drinks. Jeni particularly liked hers.
It was like a fruity Seven-Up. She couldn't see how it could make her
sick. But with Nicky watching her closely, she contented herself with
sipping it slowly.
After a few drinks, the music started to play. She looked at Nicky
mischievously and said, "And I suppose they taught you how to dance,
back where you came from?"
He seemed at first angered by her comment. But then he started to
laugh.
"Well, Ma'am, if I don't, I'm sure you'll teach me. Besides, I've
been dying to see how well you can move that sexy ass of yours."
She got up and, giving a big wiggle with her hips, ran to the dance
floor. He followed. She was surprised by how well he moved. They
danced for almost forty minutes.
Jeni was feeling tired and thirsty, but wasn't about to ask to sit.
Finally, Nicky said, "Hey. Have some mercy on an old man. I need to
catch my breath. Let's sit for a while, okay?"
"I thought you'd never ask," she said, collapsing into his arms. He
reached down, and lifting her chin toward his, kissed her.
Jeni thought she would never catch her breath. But she didn't want
the warm feeling she was experiencing to stop. She threw her arms
around his neck and pressed tightly against him.
Nicky broke the kiss and half carried her back to their seats. They
sat without speaking. She was afraid to break the mood.
Suddenly Nicky stood up and said, "C'mon, this place is dead. Let's
go somewhere else."
Jeni grabbed her coat and followed him. They walked a couple of
blocks to another club. Again, Nicky spent a good deal of the time
greeting people who called out to him. Nicky being so popular made
Jeni feel good. While it was a bit disconcerting, she didn't really
mind all the looks and comments the guys made about her looks to Nicky.
They ordered drinks and spent most of the time dancing. Jeni was
drinking more than she realized and was starting to feel a bit woozy.
But Nicky never tried to kiss her again. She was a bit disappointed,
though not sure why.
Chapter Four
They had been at the club for about two hours when Nicky said he had
an errand to run. Jeni grabbed her stuff and followed him to the car.
He drove a fair bit from town and parked in the back of what turned out
to be a strip club.
Turning to her, he said, "I'd suggest you stay out here, but I don't
know how long I'll be. And in this neighborhood you'd be safer inside
then out here in the car."
"It's okay with me. I'd rather be with you then stay by myself."
He waited for her to get out of the car, and together they entered
the building.
Standing on the other side of the door was the biggest man Jeni had
ever seen. He asked to see her ID. Jeni showed it to him. He looked
at Nicky and said, "Boy, they still do a good job on these, don't
they?"
"Hi Mixer, what's been happening?" Nicky asked the big man.
"Place is dead, man. Don't think the girls are making much dough
tonight. This ain't your usual night to come around. What's up?"
"Not much, just looking for Billy Boy. Seen him lately?"
"Naw, ain't been in here for awhile. But then again, you can't be
too sure when he will turn up. Want me to tell him you're looking for
him?"
"Shit no! That's the last thing I need. I'd never find him after
that. The man owes me."
"Oh, that's it. Okay, why don't you and the pretty lady go find
yourselves a table, and if he shows, I'll keep him busy long enough for
you to connect."
"Thanks, Mixer," said Nicky as he steered Jeni toward a table near
the back of the room.
Jeni had never been in a bar before tonight. And here she was in a
strip club. She was fascinated. She looked around in the dim light
and saw a handful of men scattered around the place.
Nearby was a table full of half-naked women. They were just sitting
there, drinking and smoking. One of them got up and came over to their
table.
"Hi, Nicky, what'll you have? The usual? Hey, what's this, a new
recruit?"
"Stuff it, Laurie! Just bring my usual and a wine cooler for the
lady."
"Lady? Lady, my ass. Does she know . . ."
"Laurie, I suggest you get those drinks real fast, or would you
rather I told Mixer how you're insulting the clients. I'm sure he'd
love to hear that."
There was an edge to his voice which Jeni hadn't noticed before.
She had been too busy trying to see everything there was to see, and
hadn't really been paying attention to the conversation. But when she
heard his tone of voice, she looked at Nicky.
"Is there something wrong, Nicky?" she asked.
"No sweetheart. We were just discussing what the young lady would
be bringing us to drink, weren't we, Laurie?"
"Yeah, sure Nicky. Whatever you say." The girl looked uneasy. "I
guess I should hurry up and get those drinks. I'll be right back."
Jeni watched the girl as she went to the bar. She was pretty,
though not very well built. Jeni knew she was better built. There was
something about her which looked vaguely familiar. Jeni couldn't
remember where she had seen her before.
When the girl returned with their drinks, Nicky pulled out the wad
of bills and left one on her tray.
"Keep the change."
The girl looked down at the bill and smiled. "Thanks, Nicky. No
hard feelings, okay?"
"Sure Laurie, no hard feelings. By the way, don't forget to tell
Mixer, you'll be working extra duty tonight."
The smile left the girl's face almost as quickly as it had appeared.
"Come on, Nicky. That's not fair. All I . . ."
Nicky motioned to Mixer. The girl, seeing Mixer approach, quickly
left. Mixer arrived and said, "Yeah, whatcha want?"
"Just wondering why there is no action," was Nicky's reply. "Also
wondered if you were holding tonight?"
Mixer looked at Jeni and back to Nicky.
"Don't worry, she's clean. Just looking for a couple of grams until
next week. If it matters, I can pay."
"Shit, no problem, Nicky. I know you're good for it. If not in
cash, then in merchandise. Step out back with me for a few minutes,
and I'll see what I can scare up."
Nicky turned to Jeni and said, "Will you be okay here for a few
minutes? I have to go see something with Mixer. I'll be right back.
Now don't leave the table, and don't talk to anyone. Okay?"
Jeni nodded in agreement, and went back to sipping her cooler.
Nicky returned after a few minutes. He seemed somewhat different.
Jeni wasn't sure if the difference was him, or because she had been
drinking.
Before she could say anything, the music started blaring. Mixer,
bent over a microphone, said, "Okay, ladies and gents. Let's have a
great big round of applause for the very sexy, Teri."
A few men started to clap as a girl moved to the stage in the center
of the room.
Jeni was fascinated. She was actually going to see a nude dancer.
Nicky turned to her, and speaking loudly into her ear to be heard over
the music, said, "C'mon, Jeni, let's get out of here."
Jeni was disappointed. She had wanted to see the girl dance. She
turned to Nicky and said, "Do we really have to go?"
Nicky saw the look on her face and laughed. "You really want to
stay? Don't tell me you get off watching naked ladies?"
"No! How could you even think such a thing? It's just that I never
saw a nude dancer before and . . ."
"Well, if you don't get off watching naked ladies, what does turn
you on?"
Jeni was taken back by his comment. She started to blush, and said,
"Come on, Nicky, don't tease me like this. I just want to see one
dance."
"Hey I ain't teasing. I'm just curious. But you know the rules.
You don't have to answer any question you don't want to. If you really
want to see a nude dancer, you'll have to sit through several dances.
They don't take everything off at once. Okay, tell you what, let's
have another drink. You watch the broad and then we'll leave, okay? I
still have my rounds to make tonight. And I can't very well do it with
you with me."
Jeni wasn't listening to him. Her mind was fighting with itself
over his first question. She reached over and pulled his head close to
her.
Pressing her mouth up against his ear, she whispered, "You do."
"I do? I do what?" Nicky looked at her.
Jeni again blushed as she said, "Turn me on."
Nicky sat there, his blue eyes fixed on her. She could feel the
blush deepen as it suddenly felt very hot in the place. She tried to
break away from his gaze, but it was if he wielded some strange power
over her.
He reached out a hand and caressed her cheek. "Tell me that
tomorrow when you're sober, and maybe we can explore it a bit further."
He placed a light kiss on her cheek. He wrapped an arm around her
and pulled her tight against him. She felt as if she was in dreamland.
She sipped her drink as she watched the girl dance.
The dancer was in the middle of her second number before she removed
her top. Jeni didn't think she was all that good looking. But every
time the girl bent over, a fellow sitting next to the stage would go
crazy. She turned to Nicky and asked him why?
Nicky watched the girl for a moment. He suggested to Jeni they
switch places. Changing seats, Jeni's view of the stage was very
different. She was looking directly over the head of the guy by the
stage. The next time the dancer bent over, Jeni saw she wore nothing
under the short spandex skirt. You could clearly see her bare vagina.
But that wasn't what was driving the fellow crazy. Every time the
girl bent over, she looked at him through her parted legs. She then
stuck two fingers deep in her mouth and made as if she was sucking
them. She then inserted them deep into her cunt as she moved her ass
up and down.
Jeni at first felt disgust, but then she found the poor guy's antics
quite funny. She started to laugh. Nicky, who had been watching her
closely the whole time, started to laugh with her.
She leaned over and gave Nicky a kiss. He pulled her closer and
together they continued to watch the interplay between the dancer and
her main admirer. The second song ended and the girl left the stage.
Jeni watched as dancer ducked into room marked Ladies. She was in
there for some time before she returned to the stage.
The lights dimmed further, making it almost impossible to see
anything. As the music started to play, a red spotlight lit up the
stage. There in the center, on a white fur rug, lay the girl. The
dancer's body movements were extremely slow and exaggerated as she
moved with the beat. She spent a great deal of time caressing her
small breasts. She would squeeze them together, and then tease and
pinch her nipples until they stood straight out. Jeni didn't believe
anyone could have nipples that large. The more the girl teased them,
the bigger they seemed to get.
The girl was now lying on her back, stroking her vagina. The guy
sitting up front appeared to be pleading with her. She would poise a
finger just in front of her vagina and then pull it away. The guy
threw something on stage.
Jeni watched as the girl reached for it, and stuck it under her rug.
The dancer maneuvered herself until she was almost in front of guy and
again placed her hand near her vagina.
This time, she didn't pull it away. She forced it deep into her
vagina. Keeping it there, she raised her other hand to her mouth and
began to suck it. After a few moments, she exchanged hands.
The poor fellow looked as if he would fall out of his chair. Again
he threw something on the stage. And again, the dancer grabbed it.
She positioned her body until she was squatting in front of him as she
continued to play with her vagina.
The guy had his face so close that Jeni thought he must have his
nose pressed tight against her. The music finally ended, and the guy
went wild with his applause. The girl, moving slowly, left the stage.
She disappeared into the washroom.
Jeni turned to Nicky and said, "I can't believe that they would
allow stuff like that on stage."
Nicky chuckled, and replied, "This is the sticks, sweetheart. And
this is one of the seedier clubs. In town, you would see an entirely
different show. But out here, they get away with a lot more. The
clientele tends to be rougher, and demands more than the usual bump and
grind."
"But the girls? Why do they do it?"
"Again, it all depends on the girl herself. Usually it's because
they need the extra money, or can't work in town or both. That girl,
Teri? The one that was just up there? She's only seventeen. She'd
never work in town. They'd find out she was under age."
"But here, they're a little more lax. Particularly when you're
willing to do a specialty act like that. But enough of that. You saw
your naked dancer. I still have to do a few things after I take you
home."
Jeni agreed that it was time to leave, but she needed to visit the
washroom first. Nicky said okay, he'd wait for her.
Coming out of the washroom, she saw Nicky hand the guy near the
stage some money. Nicky headed over to Mixer. He appeared to say
something to Mixer, who roared with laughter.
Jeni, making her way to the door, noticed the guy at the stage get
up and move to a dark corner of the room. Mixer walked by her to the
table of girls. She heard him say, "Laurie, you get lucky tonight.
The guy over there is looking for some extra duty." Laurie slowly got
to her feet and went to where the guy was sitting.
Nicky told Jeni to hurry up so she was unable to see much more.
Just before she went out the door, Jeni turned. Though the lighting
was dim, she could have sworn the guy had one of Laurie's breasts in
his mouth as she tried to gyrate her hips in front of him.
Chapter Five
They had just arrived back at the apartment when Nicky said he had
to leave. Jeni felt angry.
"How can you go out again? What about me?"
He looked at her and laughed. "I suggest you get that sexy butt of
yours to bed."
She removed her coat, and striking a provocative pose, tried to
gyrate her hips as she had seen the dancer do.
"If you really think this ass is so sexy, why are you leaving it
alone?"
"I said before we'd talk about it in the light of day when you're
sober. Until then, just go to sleep."
He left her standing there. Feeling a bit foolish and very tired,
she stripped to her underwear and went to bed. She fell asleep almost
before her head hit the pillow.
When she awoke the next morning, she felt as if she was dying. Her
head screamed in agony. She could smell food coming from the kitchen,
and that did in her stomach.
She ran to the bathroom just in time to wrap her hands around the
porcelain bowl as she felt herself turn inside out. As she lay there
gagging, Nicky appeared in the doorway.
He handed her a glass of a murky, foamy concoction, and told her to
drink it. He suggested she take a hot shower, the hotter the better.
She couldn't even answer him, she felt so sick. She placed the glass
to her lips and swallowed.
He waited as she drank the foamy drink, and taking the glass, turned
to leave. "When you manage to feel a bit more human, I'll be in the
kitchen with the rest of your cure. Now get that sexy butt into the
shower."
Nicky left Jeni lying on the bathroom floor. Her stomach finally
settled enough that she thought she might be safe to move from the
bowl. She managed to crawl to the tub and, slipping over the side,
turned on the water.
As the water cascaded over her, she realized she had forgotten to
remove her underwear. Not caring any more, she adjusted the water
temperature until she thought she was going to scald herself. Slowly
standing, still not quite too sure on her feet, she held on to the
towel bar. She allowed the water to pour over her head and body.
Slowly life seemed to ebb back into her. Her head still screamed in
protest. But at least her stomach seemed to have taken a respite, and
her limbs seemed strong enough to respond to her requests.
She continued to stand under the steaming hot shower until she felt
like a lobster-red, wrinkled prune. Stepping gingerly from the shower,
trying not to move her head, she carefully removed her soaking garments
and threw them in the washer. She dried herself. Realizing she had
nothing else to wear, she wrapped the towel around herself.
Slowly she moved to the kitchen, and sat opposite Nicky. On the
table in front of her was some toast and a large glass of tomato juice.
Raising the glass to her lips, she felt her stomach start to churn
again.
"Hey, easy," said Nicky, as she turned various shades of green.
"First, start with the toast. You have to build a base. The toast
will help absorb the excess bile and stomach acids."
"When you feel ready, sip the juice. It helps to replenish your
bodily fluids. Right now your body is severely dehydrated. Don't
drink it like you did the wine last night. Just take small sips."
The thought of the drinks last night caused her to utter a low,
sickly moan. Nicky started to roar with laughter.
"Gee, you don't seem to be as interested in partying this morning as
you were last night."
"Oh, stuff it, Nicky. I'm sitting here dying, and all you can do is
make fun of me? How was I to know what I would feel like this morning?
I never really drank before."
"Hey, don't jump on me. I tried to warn you last night. But you
didn't listen."
Jeni chose to ignore Nicky and his taunting. She finished the toast
and slowly sipped the juice. Her stomach again seemed to settle. Now
if her head would only stop hurting so much.
Nicky left the room. He returned with some aspirin. Handing them
to her, he said, "Take these with the juice."
"I can't take them with juice. I need water."
"The last thing you want right now is water, believe me. Now do as
I say and I'll help you back to bed."
He waited while she struggled to swallow the pills and chased them
down with a mouthful of juice.
"Okay now, let's get you back to bed."
He helped her to her feet and maneuvered her back to the living
room. Setting her gently down on the couch, he closed the blinds to
darken the room. Returning to her side, he helped her under the
covers. Tucking them in around her neck, he leaned over and gently
placed a kiss on her forehead.
The mere touch of his lips on her skin seemed to set off shooting
stars within her skull. She groaned in pain and turned away. She
heard him go into his own room and close the door. She was sure she
would die. But her body's exhaustion took over and she dozed off.
Waking later in the day, she was relieved to find her head no longer
hurt. Actually, it was just plain numb. Her stomach was also almost
back to normal.
She realized she was naked. She didn't remember Nicky removing the
towel when he had put her to bed, but there it was lying in a lump at
the side of the couch. The thought he had seen her naked, had actually
touched her naked body, caused mixed feelings.
She really liked him. She found him quite attractive. But he was
so much older. What if he had forced himself on her?
Jeni sat there as questions seem to flood her mind. Why didn't he
respond to her advances? Why did she find him so fascinating? Did she
really fear he would seduce her? Or, was she more afraid he wouldn't?
All this thinking was causing her head to throb again. She decided
she'd be better off if she tried to eat something. She went to the
kitchen.
After putting some bread in the toaster, she went to the fridge and
got some juice. As she sat there eating and slowly sipping the juice,
questions again surfaced in her mind.
She wondered why she was so attracted to Nicky. True, he had been
kind to her. But she thought his treating her as an adult, and not
placing any demands on her, were the most probable reasons. And he was
cute. Those eyes. God, she'd never seen eyes like his before. She
was falling in love with him.
That thought was the most frightening. Somehow she knew if she was
to get involved with Nicky, she wouldn't be able to put him off like
Bobby. With Bobby, she had always managed to avoid his demands to make
love by either jerking him off or, when all else seemed to fail,
sucking him off. Sometimes she thought all Bobby really wanted was to
be sucked off. He was as frightened as she was when it came to making
real love.
But Jeni didn't think she could avoid it with Nicky. And she wasn't
sure she wanted to avoid it. She was sixteen now. And if she was
going to give her virginity to someone, she wanted it to be someone as
sweet as Nicky. He obviously knew what he was doing. It wouldn't be
like doing it the first time with some immature high school kid.
She sat there fantasizing what it would be like to feel his hands
and mouth on her body. "Damn. Why dream?" she thought. "He hasn't
even looked at me as a woman. Every time I come on to him, he seems to
move further away."
"Why doesn't he like me? Hell! I'm better looking than that skinny
dancer last night. I'm even better looking than, what was her name?
Laurie? Yeah, that's it, Laurie. Well anyhow, I know I'm better
looking then either of them. And he obviously likes girls. Just look
at those videos."
"Shit," she thought, "that's where I've seen her before. Laurie was
one of the girls on the cassettes in Nicky's bookshelf."
Jeni got up quickly from the table. The room spun around her as she
realized she would have to take it slow for awhile yet. Moving more
cautiously, she went to the living room.
Going to the bookshelf, she tried to remember which video she had
seen Laurie in. Damn, she wished her mind was a bit clearer. She
glanced nervously at the clock on the VCR and then at Nicky's closed
door.
Well, if he were true to form, he shouldn't wake for at least
another hour or two. She wondered if she dared watch the video while
Nicky was in the apartment. She stood there, momentarily unable to
decide. Finally overcoming her uncertainty, she reached up and took
one of the tapes from the shelf.
"You really don't want to see that tape. It is not a regular
movie." Nicky stood in his opened doorway, scratching his head. "I
would suggest you put it back where you found it."
Jeni's heart stopped. She wasn't quite sure what do. She put the
tape back on the shelf. To hide her fright, she said, "There was
nothing good on the TV, so I thought I might check out the tapes in
case they were any good and . . ."
"Damn, I hate it when you lie. Don't you think I know you were
trying to see which one Laurie was in? Don't you think I noticed you
looked at them already? When you go around snooping, at least make
sure you put things back like you found them." He looked at her in
disgust, and went down the hall toward the kitchen.
Jeni stood there confused. She realized she had betrayed his trust.
She felt hurt by his look. As if she had somehow become less in his
eyes. And she realized his opinion of her mattered a great deal to
her. She needed him to like her. There was no one else she could turn
to.
Without Nicky she was alone, nothing. She needed him. She wanted
his affection more than anything else. Afraid she had lost him, she
ran the kitchen.
"Nicky, please! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do anything to upset
you. I promise I'll never lie to you again. Please forgive me. What
do I have to do to be forgiven? I want to . . ."
"Damn! The Motor Mouth rides again. I think I liked it better when
you thought you were dying. You really want to do something for me?
Close the mouth and see what you can fix me to eat."
Jeni couldn't believe it. Nicky sat there, smiling. He wasn't
angry with her. She raced to his side, and kissed him. Running to the
fridge, she grabbed something from it, and went to prepare him a feast.
She couldn't believe how happy she felt. Her Nicky wasn't mad at her.
She practically sang as she cooked his food.
Nicky started to laugh. Jeni turned but couldn't see what was so
funny. Between fits of laughter, Nicky managed to say, "I have to
admit I've never been served food quite like this before."
Jeni still didn't understand what he was talking about. Nicky,
seeing the confusion on her face, could no longer contain himself.
"Hell, when I told you last night we would discuss your sexy ass in
the light of day, I never thought it would be so prominently
displayed."
Jeni looked down at herself and realized she was totally naked.
Giving a yell, she ran from the room.
Chapter Six
The sound of his laughter followed her down the hall. She rushed to
where her bag lay, and tearing it open, started to pull out something
to wear. Her feet became entangled as she tried to pull on her
panties, and she fell to the floor.
The impact caused her head to explode in pain. She had never felt
so humiliated in her life. She started to cry. She lay on her side,
tears steaming down her cheeks.
A hand reached out and stroked her face. "Hey, come on. It can't
be that bad, can it? Here, sit up. Let's see the damage."
He helped her to a sitting position. She looked up into his face
and saw a look of concern. Her heart skipped a beat as she again lost
herself in those eyes.
Reluctantly breaking eye contact, she pressed her face against his
chest and continued to cry. He held her tightly as he gently rocked
her. Neither said a word as they held onto one another. She shivered
slightly, and he opened his robe to wrap it around both of them.
She managed to get her sobbing under control. She felt the warmth
of his body, and enjoyed his smell. She moved her face slightly so she
could kiss his chest. She found he was quite hairy, and his hair
tickled her face.
He gently stroked the back of her head. His face nuzzled her hair,
lightly raining kisses there.
Her hands caressed his chest. The feel of his chest hair through
her fingers delighted her. She centered her kisses upon his nipples,
and was surprised to see them reacted as hers did when she was excited.
His mouth moved down to her ear. She giggled as his tongue tickled
her. His robe fell away from around them as his hands went to her
back.
She loved the feel of his strong hands as they caressed her bare
flesh. She moved her hands along his hard flat stomach to his legs.
She could feel his taunt muscles. Again, she was surprised by the
amount of hair. She had never known anyone so hairy. For some reason
this excited her more.
They knelt there exploring each other's body, but never quite
entering the forbidden zones. Jeni wanted to look upon his manhood,
but was afraid to break the spell. She didn't want to give him cause
to take his hands from her.
Concern shot through her as he reached up, and taking her by the
shoulders, pushed her away from his chest. But a sense of relief
replaced the concern, when she realized he simply wanted her to lie
down.
She lay there fully exposed to his gaze. She watched his eyes as
they travelled up and down her body. She felt some disappointment that
her view of his penis was blocked by his robe. But she knew she needed
to wait only a little longer.
He laid down beside her. She started to turn toward him. His hand
shot out, and forced her shoulder back to the floor. He lay propped up
on one elbow. His other hand moved lightly across her body.
Starting at her neck, he traced a lazy path down between her breasts
with his fingers. They moved across her stomach to one of her thighs.
He ended his journey at her knee and moved across to the other leg.
Moving upward, he skirted the area of her mound and came to rest at her
navel.
She tried to move closer to him but he moved away. "Please, Nicky?"
"Shush, little one. Just feel. Don't think. Don't speak. Just
feel. Close your eyes. Concentrate on what your body is telling you."
She closed her eyes. In her mind, she followed his hand's journey
over her body. Each time it traversed the length of her, it came
closer and closer to her breasts and her mound. She felt him lean over
and plant light kisses upon her closed eyes, nose, and chin.
The moist wetness of those kisses seemed to radiate heat. And when
he added his tongue, she couldn't help an involuntary sharp intake of
breath.
His hand now centered on the area between her navel and her mound.
Occasionally it would trespass by gently stroking her silken hair. But
pray as she might, it never ventured further.
She opened her legs wider and raised her hips upward. But his hand
still refused to do more. She moved her hand to his leg and attempted
to follow it to his penis. But his hand left her stomach and gently
forced hers back to the floor. She resigned herself to allowing him to
lead. She laid there, enjoying the pleasant feelings his hand was
causing.
Her entire being was so centered on his hand as it caressed the
tender skin where her thighs joined her groin area, that the touch of
his lips on her nipple caused her to jump. It was as if a heavy
electrical charge had passed between them. Her hand instinctively
reached up to stroke his face. Never breaking the contact his lips
made on her nipple, he again gently, but firmly, pushed her hand back
down on the floor.
She clenched her hands in frustration. She needed to touch
something. She wanted contact with him. She wanted to feel and kiss
his flesh. But he simply carried on as before.
The intensity of the sensations which bombarded her mind and body
was overwhelming. She enjoyed the nice warm feelings she had when she
and Bobby had fooled around. Especially the feelings she had when
Bobby would occasionally place his mouth between her legs and kiss and
suck her there. While the feelings were nice and all, she never did
understand what people saw in all this sex stuff. With Bobby, it
certainly hadn't been anything to get overly excited about.
But this! This was simply undescribable. She never felt like this
before. It was as if every nerve in her body had become super-
sensitive. She swore she should could feel every fiber in the rug
beneath her as they pressed against her burning skin.
Nicky's hand, tracing its lazy eights across her lower stomach, left
a trail of screaming flesh. But that was a mere shadow in comparison
to the feeling her nipple was experiencing under the assault of his
lips.
She felt him enclose her tender nipple between his lips and gently
pull upward until the suction broke, only to return and do it all over
again. She arched her back, forcing her chest upward to obtain greater
contact. But as his hand had done before, so too his lips.
They always seemed to hover just beyond. Swooping down to gently
nibble her flesh, but never really there. A moan of frustration
escaped her lips.
"Please Nicky. I need . . ."
"Shush, little one, all in its time," was his whispered reply.
She lay there, rocking her head from side to side, yearning for his
touch, and wanting so much more. Her entire body felt as if it was on
fire. The places he touched screamed out in pain. It wasn't a hurtful
pain, but still it was pain.
His hand joined his mouth at her breast. A more forceful touch now.
She cried out in need, as his hand gently squeezed her firm flesh, his
tongue flicking across her tender nipple. He took a mouthful of her
into his mouth and sucked hard. This time he met her upward thrust,
and his hand moved to her other breast to knead it as well.
He moved until he was prone above her, his arms and knees supporting
his weight. His mouth moved downward across her stomach. She held her
breath in anticipation of where he would kiss her next. He settled
between her opened legs, his hands gently stroking the tender flesh of
her inner thighs. His mouth lightly took her silken hair between his
lips. He gently pulled, causing the first sensations she felt upon her
vagina.
His hand moved up and parted her vaginal lips as his tongue reached
out, and even more gently, licked the length of her slit. Bringing his
entire mouth to bear, he lavished hot, burning kisses up and down her
tender pink vaginal flesh. His mouth located her clitoris and
vigorously attacked it.
Jeni couldn't believe it. If she had thought the feelings she had
early were intense, this was even more. It was as if he was draining
the life from her. She felt weak and light headed. A strange feeling
seemed to over take her. Her heart raced, and she was finding it
difficult to breathe.
She raised her knees and clamped her thighs tight around his head.
Her hands, no longer able to merely stay at her side, reached out and
grabbed his hair. She could no longer control any part of her body.
She seemed to ebb and flow with his touch.
She called out his name repeatedly in a low sing-song voice. Even
with her eyes wide open, she couldn't see. Her entire soul was held
captive within her center as he sucked it from her.
A warm moist bubble began to grow deep inside her. She didn't
really understand what was happening. But she knew she would die if it
didn't happen soon.
It was as if some muscle deep inside, one she never knew she had,
started to contract. Each convulsion was stronger and harder than the
previous one. Once she was certain she couldn't take much more, the
largest and strongest convulsion broke like a powerful wave crashing
through her entire body. She let out a long, tension relieving scream,
and passed out.
Chapter Seven
She came to several minutes later, her body still basking in the
overload of sensations. Every nerve in her body tingled. It took her
a moment to realize she was alone.
In panic, she looked around for Nicky. She saw him sitting on the
couch, staring at her. He smiled as he said, "Still didn't find out
how sexy that ass was. But the rest sure did taste sweet."
She scrambled to her feet and went to him. Wrapping her arms around
him, she hugged him tightly.
"Oh, Nicky, that was so beautiful. I never felt anything like it
before. But what about you? You must be in pain."
He looked at her and saw that she was serious. He laughed, and
asked, "But why would I be in pain?"
"But Bobby always said he was in pain after we . . ."
"Who's Bobby?"
"Bobby was my boyfriend back home. He . . ."
"Did you and Bobby fool around a lot?"
"We did enough," she said, feeling slightly irritated by his
condescending tone.
"Oh, I bet you did. So you and Bobby made love."
"No. We never actually made love. But we did just about everything
else."
"I bet. But why was Bobby always in pain?"
"Well, he wasn't always in pain. Just sometimes, after we had a
real heavy session. He needed help to relieve his pain. He said that
if guys didn't get off, the pain was unbearable, and they could hurt
themselves."
Nicky started to chuckle. "Shit, I didn't think that old line still
worked anymore. And how did you help him get rid of his pain?"
Jeni was embarrassed. She turned away and mumbled, "I would jerk
him off."
"Don't clam up on me now, Motor Mouth. The convo is finally getting
interesting. What did you say?"
Jeni, still not looking at him, spoke a little louder. "I would
jerk him off."
"Oh? And that did the job?"
"Most of the time. But sometimes, even that wasn't enough."
"And then what would you do?"
"Well, I would . . . Please Nicky, do I have to tell you these
things? I feel so dirty talking about it."
"Look, sweet thing. You know the rules. You never have to answer
any question. I just thought, after what we did, it would be a good
idea to get to know each other better. But, if that's the way you
feel, I don't mind at all."
Nicky got up and headed to the kitchen. Jeni sat there, feeling
uncertain. She did fell uncomfortable talking about things like that.
But Nicky had been so kind to her these past two days.
And he was right. After what they'd done, she shouldn't be
embarrassed talking about things like that. She called out to him.
"Nicky, I'm sorry. Please come back. Don't leave me alone. Please?"
He appeared so quickly that Jeni was surprised. It was as if he had
been standing just out of sight, waiting for her to call. But when she
saw his smile, and his eyes, her suspicions faded. He sat beside her.
He reached over and pulled her tight against him. He stroked her face
and neck as he gazed deeply into her eyes.
"Listen. When I say you don't have to answer, I mean it. I don't
want you to say any more about you and Bobby. Okay?"
Jeni felt so lucky. She sat next to the greatest guy in the world.
There was nothing she wouldn't do for him. And if he wanted to know
about her and Bobby, she'd gladly tell him. She pressed her face
against his chest as she wrapped her arms around him tightly.
"I want to tell you. I really do. I'm sorry I was selfish. But
I'm okay now. What did you want to know?"
Nicky hugged her. He kissed the top of her head. "You were telling
me about when Bobby said a hand job wasn't enough. What would you do
then?"
Jeni realized she really did want to tell Nicky everything.
"I would take his cock in my mouth."
"Oh, and that was enough, his penis in your mouth?"
"No. I would kiss it, and suck it. I would tease it with my
tongue."
"And when he finally came, did you swallow it?"
"Yes."
"What did it taste like. Did you like the taste?"
"It was kind of salty. Can't say I liked it. The only reason I
swallowed it was it was less messy that way."
"What else did you and Bobby do?"
"Nothing really."
"But you said you two did everything short of fucking. Were you
lying to me?"
His eyes went black. Jeni felt a gnawing cold spot deep in her
stomach.
"No, I didn't lie. It was just that your comment before hurt me,
and I was trying to get back . . ."
"Enough, damn it! You're still lying to me. Didn't he ever put his
mouth on your cunt? Did he eat you out? Well?"
Jeni started to sob. She didn't know how to respond. Everything she
said just seemed to make him angrier.
"I asked you a question! First you say you want to tell me
everything. Now you refuse. You lie every chance you get. I thought
I deserved better treatment than that. Get away from me."
He shoved her away. Her mind reeled at his rejection. She tried to
move back against him. He shoved her hard, causing her to tumble to
the floor. He sat glaring down at her. She raised herself to sitting
position, sobs racking her body.
"Please, Nicky, don't treat me like this."
"How would you treat a liar?" he snarled at her. "I hate liars."
"Please Nicky? Okay, he put his mouth between my legs. I didn't
mean to lie, really I didn't."
"And what did he do with his mouth?"
"He would lick and suck me there."
"Where?"
"There, between my legs."
"Where!"
"Here, " she pointed to her mound.
"Say it!"
"My vagina."
Tears streamed down her face. She couldn't understand why Nicky was
being so cruel.
"Say it!"
"My pussy, my cunt, please Nicky!"
"And what did he do to your cunt?"
"He would lick and . . ."
"What?"
"He would eat my cunt."
"And did you like it?"
"No, not real . . ."
"Liar!"
"Yes! Yes, I liked it. But it was nothing like what you . . ."
"I'm suppose to believe that bullshit after all the lies. You make
me sick. You're nothing but a selfish liar. I can't stand the sight
of you."
He stood up and went to his room, leaving her crying. Jeni felt the
cold gnawing in her stomach swell into panic. Nicky said he hated her.
Her Nicky. That thought grew until it was all she could think
about. He hated her. She needed him. He was the only good thing in
her life. He hated her. He was all she had. She had no where else to
go. She had no one else to turn to. He hated her. Whatever it took,
she had to convince him she was worthy of his trust, his love.
She thought of what she would be without him. Nothing. Worthless.
She needed kindness. She needed to feel wanted. He had treated her
nice until now. And all because she lied, had told him half truths.
Her pride had been partly to blame. She had resented his teasing.
She must learn to please him more. She must learn to be whatever he
wanted her to be.
She didn't want to think what life would be without him. She had to
somehow get him to like her again.
"Come in here," Nicky called from the bedroom.
Jeni rushed to Nicky. He was lying on the bed. She stopped halfway
across the room and waited for him to say something. He gazed up at
her, his eyes still black with anger.
"Sit here!" he said, as he motioned to the edge of the bed. She
meekly sat on the bed.
"I've been thinking we both might be better off if you left."
"No! Please Nicky?"
"Quiet! Learn to shut that fucking mouth, for once. I said we
would be better off if you left. I can see nothing but trouble if you
stay."
Again, Jeni started to speak, but a look from him silenced her.
"I said we would be better off. But I also realize you have no
place to go. So, I have decided you can stay here. At least until we
can find you another place."
Jeni wanted to say something, but was too frightened.
"For now, you will confine yourself to the apartment. You will
touch nothing that doesn't belong to you. You can eat when I am not
here. You can use the bathroom when I am not here."
"I expect you to do the housework, the wash, the dishes. Whatever
needs to be done. I do not want to hear your voice unless I ask you a
question. I don't want to see you unless it's unavoidable. If you
accept these terms, fine. If not, you know where the door is. Now go
put some clothes on, and get out of my sight."
Jeni left him, and got dressed. Not knowing what else to do, she
sat on the couch. She was glad he was allowing her to stay. She
didn't know how, but she was sure she could change his feelings toward
her. She had to.
Chapter Eight
For the next two days, she made her presence in the apartment as
small as possible. She stayed in her corner of the living room
whenever he was home. She would quickly eat and wash whenever he left,
for fear that he might not be gone long.
She tried to keep the apartment as clean as possible. She hoped
that he would give her an opening to show how much she appreciated him.
But he didn't even look at her.
One night he came home early. His face was covered in blood, his
nose bleeding profusely. She rushed to help him, but he shoved her
away.
He headed to the bathroom. She followed. He tried to wash the
blood away, but it was obvious he was in a great deal of pain. She
went to him, and taking the washcloth from his hand, had him sit as she
gently dabbed away the blood.
When the bleeding finally stopped, she helped him to bed. She
removed his blood stained clothes, and sat by his side until he fell
asleep.
She realized they hadn't said a word through all this. A feeling of
pride spread over her as she congratulated herself for obeying his rule
against talking.
She stayed at his side through the night as he tossed about. When
he woke, she got him a glass of water and some aspirin. His face was a
mess. His nose was swollen, and his eyes were almost closed. He
groaned as he tried to get out of bed.
She steadied him and helped him walk to the kitchen. "Fix me some
coffee," he said.
Jeni put on the kettle, and when the water finally boiled, fixed the
coffee. Placing a cup in front of him, she waited for him to do or say
something.
Nicky sipped the coffee. He turned slightly and looked up at her.
She realized that she was breaking his rule about staying out of his
sight, and started to leave.
"Wait. Sit down," he ordered.
Jeni, eager for the attention, did as she was told. She continued
to watch him, hoping to find something else she could do.
"Thanks. I'm sure I looked like shit last night. I appreciate the
help."
Jeni's heart swelled at his words. This was the most he had said to
her in days.
"I guess I owe you some kind of explanation."
Jeni was about to protest that he didn't owe her anything, that it
was she who owed him. But she realized he hadn't asked her, and she
wasn't to speak otherwise. So she shrugged her shoulders instead.
Nicky saw this internal conflict and attempted to smile. But
instead he winced at the resultant pain.
"Obviously, I got the shit beat out of me. I got into a rather
heavy card game. I should have known better. But hey, it's too late
to hash it out now. Anyhow, I was losing real bad and ran out of
money."
"But I had this unbelievable hand, and just had to stay in the game.
To make a long story short, I lost, and when they found out I couldn't
pay, they decided to rearrange my face. To make matters worse, they
gave me until Friday to make up the short fall."
Jeni didn't understand. Nicky always had tons of money.
Nicky, seeing the questioning look, said, "Okay, what's on your
mind?"
Jeni, startled by being asked to speak, started to stammer.
"Come on, Motor Mouth, not today, okay?"
Jeni pulled her thoughts together and said, "Sorry Nicky. But you
always have money. Can't you just get some more from wherever you
normally get it?"
"Ah, life should be that simple. I've had some problems lately with
my normal source of cash. Several of the girls . . . er . . . my
employees, have had run-ins with the cops, and others are sick. The
rent is due on this place, and my car loan too."
"I'm having what they call a cash flow problem. There's no way I
can come up with the cash by Friday. I could skip town. But I have
too much going on right now to throw it all away like that. I'm really
not sure how I'm going to raise the money in time."
Jeni hated seeing Nicky like this. She reached out and held his
hand, hoping that she could somehow take his pain.
"How much do you need?" she asked.
"It isn't that much really, only five grand. But I've other
expenses coming due soon, too. If I don't pay certain expenses related
to my . . . er . . . employees' problems, they won't be able to bring
in any money. I just need time. Damn! Why does everything happen all
at once?"
Jeni watched Nicky. She wished there was something she could do to
help. She thought if she could, she might win back his affection. She
said as much to him, and was rewarded by his suddenly brightening.
"Hey, maybe you have something there. Naw, that's no good."
Her heart sank as she saw him scowl.
"But Nicky, there must be something I can do. I want to help. I
owe you. Please, can't you think of something?"
Nicky seemed deep in thought. "Well, there is one thing I know of.
But you couldn't do it. And besides, I have no right to ask."
Jeni's heart leapt at the possibility that she could help. She
wanted to show him how much he meant to her. "Please Nicky, let me. I
know I can do it. Really!"
"Okay, if you really think so. You could always dance at the club
we went to the other night." Seeing the look of horror on her face, he
said, "See! I told you, you couldn't do it. Forget it. I'll just
have to take whatever happens. I think you better start looking for a
place to stay after Friday. I've a few bucks left you can have."
"No! If I have to do it, I will. I want to do it, for you. I
can't bear the thought of not being with you. When would I have to
start?"
"You don't know the first thing about dancing. And then there's the
problem of convincing Mixer to let you. He does owe me a favor or two.
Maybe it might just work out. Let me give him a call and see what we
can set up."
Nicky went to phone. Jeni was frightened by what she had agreed to
do.
Nicky was right. What did she know about being a nude dancer? But
she wanted to prove herself to him. Hell, the girl she'd seen at the
club wasn't that great a dancer anyhow. She knew she could dance
better than that. And she also knew that she was prettier. And if it
meant Nicky would like her again, she'd do almost anything.
Nicky called her, and she ran to the living room.
"Mixer ain't too happy about it. But he's agreed to meet us at the
club later. Now we've got about two hours to turn you into a stripper.
Go turn on the music. Take off your clothes, and stand in the center
of the room."
Jeni did as she was instructed.
"The first thing you need to remember is it ain't the dancing the
suckers come to see. So don't try to be like Paula Abdul. Just wiggle
what you got. Be sexy. Show them what a sexy ass you have."
He said she had a sexy ass. He was starting to like her again.
She danced for almost an hour, Nicky constantly correcting her. She
tried hard to pay attention to his suggestions.
"Play more with your tits. They love it when you kiss and stroke
them like that. Yeah that's right, play with your nipples too. Yeah
like that. Just imagine it's your lover doing it. Never lose eye
contact with the audience."
"The guys really hate it when you appear too snotty, too good for
them. You have to play them like they were the sexiest bunch of cocks
in the world. Give them lots of ass shots. Yeah, like that."
"Now run your hands through your legs like you were rubbing
yourself. That's it. Damn! You do have a sexy ass. Remember to
tease. Don't do the same thing all the time. Come here a minute, will
you?"
Jeni moved closer, and Nicky grabbed her. He pulled her down on the
couch and his hands started kneading her breasts. His mouth attacked
hers hungrily.
She returned the kiss with equal passion. His hands moved to her
vagina. She squirmed as he stroked her clitoris. She felt the heat
building, and enjoyed the sensation. Nicky was again hers. And this
time she'd make sure that she did nothing, ever again, to make him go
away.
"Shit! Look at the time. We still have to pick out something for
you to wear. Get me those clothes we bought the other day. Let's see
if they're any good."
Jeni nearly cried out when he broke contact, her body rebelling at
the loss of his touch. But she did as he asked. They searched through
the pile, and he pulled out a red spandex mini skirt.
"This might not be too bad. Here, put it on. Shorten it some more
by rolling up the waistband. That's it. Now, what can you wear under
it. Damn, none of these are right. Well, wear nothing. Those suckers
like bare pussy better anyways. We'll have to get you some new things
later, after you bring home some money. Now for a top. Hey, go get
the scissors out of the drawer in the kitchen."
When she returned with the scissors, he was holding a red camisole.
He took the scissors and cut it to half its length. She put it on. It
was still too long so he cut it shorter. It just covered her breasts,
but allowed their plump undersides to show.
He told her to get some rubber bands out of the same drawer she had
found the scissors. When she returned to the living room, he was gone.
She called his name.
"In here," came his reply from the bedroom. He was waiting by his
dresser with make-up. He instructed her to put it on heavier than the
last time. "This time, I want you to look like a whore. In the dim
lights, you need stronger colors."
He helped her to get it just right. She didn't recognize herself
when she looked in the mirror. The last time she had looked older,
more mature. This time she looked like a whore. She felt shame at her
appearance, and wondered if she was doing the right thing.
But when she glanced at Nicky, and saw how excited he looked, she
scolded herself for such thoughts. He used the rubber bands to tie up
her hair. She went to get her boots. But when she put them on, Nicky
said, "They won't do on stage. You better go barefooted until we can
get you something else to wear. Come on, we don't want to be late
meeting Mixer."
Chapter Nine
Arriving at the club, Jeni noticed how run down the building looked
in the daylight. The front door was locked. They went around back,
and knocked on the door. The door immediately opened. Again, Jeni was
taken back by Mixer's immense size.
He led them through the empty club to an office. Closing the door
once they entered, he sat behind a desk whcih was dwarfed by his size.
"So this little one is gonna take up dancing? I ain't too keen on
this idea of yours, Nicky. I could lose my license if it was
discovered she was under age."
"Hey, don't bullshit me, Mixer. Half the girls dancing here are
under age. And take a good look at her, she's a lot prettier than some
of the dogs you have here."
"Shit, who you kiddin'. They may be dogs, but they know how to
hustle a crowd. This cunt looks like she's still a cherry. Hey sweet
thing, you ever fuck anything but your finger?"
Nicky squeezed her arm before she said anything. She remained
silent.
"Look Mixer, I need this favor. Besides, you owe me a couple. Let
the girl dance, okay?"
"I'll tell you the deal. She can dance the next three nights. The
early part of the week is always slow, and I won't lose too much
business if she bombs."
"Thanks, Mixer, you won't regret it, I promise."
"Hold on, I ain't done yet. She works for dance money only and
double shifts. No pay. And I get her drink money and tips."
"Fuck man. That's shit. You can't do that."
"Sure can. If she does okay, she can work the weekend, but at the
same pay scale. Take it or leave it. Makes no difference to me."
"Damn Mixer, you're robbing me. I can't get money that way."
"Oh, you need money, do you? How much?"
"More than you'd want to know. Shit Mixer. At least let her keep
the drink money too."
"Shit yourself, man. We're sitting here talking like she's worth
something. Let her show me what she can do."
Nicky motioned Jeni to get up. She stood by the door and waited.
"What the fuck you standing there for, girl?" asked Mixer.
"Well, I . . . er . . . was waiting for . . . er . . . the music,"
replied Jeni, timidly.
"Fuck girl! Either you can move or you can't. Don't need no
fucking music for that. I dunno, Nicky, she's pretty green."
"Hey, give her a break. You'll see. Once she starts moving, your
tongue'll be hanging down to your knees. Come on Jeni, show this shit-
face what you can do."
She started to dance. At first it felt awkward, but soon it came
more naturally.
"I ain't paying for a fashion show, let's see some skin. I ain't
feeling hot about this idea, Nicky. Maybe you should pay me for
training the cunt instead."
Jeni glanced at Nicky, and saw he was getting angry. She quickly
removed her top, and started playing with her breasts. Nicky was still
scowling. She pushed down her skirt, and stepped out of it. Bending
over, she gave Mixer a shot of her ass. She ran her hands between her
legs, and wiggled her hips. Remembering what she had seen that dancer
do the other night, she stuck a finger in her vagina and moved it in
and out.
Looking at Nicky, she saw him smile. She knew she had done right.
Slowly straightening, she turned around to face Mixer. She continued
to stroke her vagina with one hand while she teased her nipples with
the other.
"Well, maybe she'll do. How much you need, Nicky?"
"Five grand by Friday."
"Shit man, she ain't gonna make that type of money in five days."
"I know. I was hoping you'd advance it once you saw how good she
is."
"She ain't that good. She'd have to work better than a month of
double shifts, seven days a week to pull in that kind of bread. And
besides, I don't loan money for free. Now if she's willing to work the
back wall a bit, maybe we could shorten the time. But I'd still expect
double my money back. Whether she works out, or not."
Jeni didn't like what Mixer was saying. She wasn't sure what this
extra duty was. But somehow she knew she wouldn't like it.
Nicky looked at Jeni. "The back wall? You're crazy. You said
yourself she's green. Can you imagine the trouble if she started to
freak out? No! No back wall. And don't worry about getting your
money. You know I'm good for it."
"I don't know fuck all, man. If you were good for the money, you
wouldn't be here, trying to stick it to me. I don't think we have a
deal. Still ain't sweet enough for me. Now maybe if you leave her
with me for a few nights."
Jeni thought Nicky would explode. He jumped up, and charged Mixer.
Mixer stood and waited for him.
"Listen you big fat lump of shit. You don't touch her, you hear?
I'll kill you if you do. You want someone for a few nights? Take
Laurie."
"Laurie? Who you kidding? You know she's out of commission for at
least two weeks. Someday, I hope she learns to stay away from the
rough trade."
"Hey, she ain't no worse than spending the night with you that time.
And she should be back on her feet in another week. Doctor said it's
only a sprain. Tell you what. You let Jeni work for dance and drink
money, single shifts, and you can have Laurie for a week. That's if
you loan me all the money at no charge. All five grand by Friday."
Mixer sat down. His gaze on Jeni sent shivers down her spine.
"Laurie, eh? For a whole week?" Mixer smiled. "I think we finally
have a deal. I'll have the money by Friday. You make sure Laurie and
this cunt are here, by six tonight."
"But Laurie's still laid up."
"Shit, she can still do me on her back. That's the deal. Either be
here tonight with both girls, or fuck off. You! Come here," he said
to Jeni.
She stopped dancing, and went to him. He reached out and roughly
squeezed her breast with his giant hand. "I hope your boyfriend has
further expenses. I'd love to have you for a week too."
Nicky said, "Remember our deal includes you keeping your fucking
hands off this one. Get your kicks with Laurie. Just make sure you
have the money by Friday. Come on, Jeni. Grab your clothes and let's
get out of here."
Jeni couldn't move away from Mixer fast enough. She grabbed her
clothes, and quickly followed Nicky from the office. She pulled on her
skirt and top and ran from the building.
Chapter Ten
Nicky was in the car when she got there. As she got in, he gave her
a great big hug.
"We did it, sweet thing. You were great. That part where you stuck
your finger up your cunt, I thought he'd have a goddamn heart attack.
Damn, I feel good. I think I might just pull it off yet. Only problem
will be Laurie. I'd better get that over with now. You don't mind if
we make a stop on the way home, do you?"
Jeni had never seen him this excited. She felt excited, too. "No,
Nicky, whatever you want."
She was feeling high. Her Nicky was pleased with her. She'd
finally done something he was proud of. She moved closer to him. He
put an arm around her, and absentmindedly played with her breast.
As she sat there, the realization of what she had done, and what she
would have to do that night, came to her.
"Nicky, do I really have to dance there for a month or longer?"
"Hey, don't sweat it. It all depends on how good you are at getting
those suckers to part with their money. Hell, if you do as good as you
did with Mixer, you should be out of there in three or four weeks tops.
Don't worry, I'll be there, most of the time, to keep an eye on you."
"Nicky, I'm not sure I can . . ."
"Hey, don't back out on me now. I'm almost home free."
She felt him tense. He started to pull his arm away from her. "Oh
my god," she thought, "I've done it again."
Holding tightly to his arm, she said, "It's okay, Nicky. I can do
it. For you, I'd do anything. Don't worry, I won't let you down."
He kissed her. "That's my baby. I knew I could count on you."
Jeni thought, "No matter what, I have to do this. Even if it means
working there for two months. As long as my Nicky is happy."
Something still bothered her. She gathered up her nerve and asked,
"What's the back wall?"
"Ain't nothing you have to worry about."
"I know, but I'm curious."
"Well, if you really want to know. Okay. Listen. Normally a
dancer works for a small salary plus tips and dance money. They get
five per dance, normally. They also get so much for each drink they
sell."
"Some of the bigger clubs downtown charge ten. But out in the
sticks it's only five. Now some of the rougher clubs have what they
call touchy-feely dances. You get about twenty, maybe twenty-five, for
one of those."
"Touchy feely? What's that?"
"What do you think it is, silly? The john gets to touch and feel
you while you dance for him. There are some restrictions. He can't
stick anything in you. He has to keep his prick in his pants. But
other than that, just about anything goes."
"What do you mean just about anything?"
"He can put his hands and his mouth anywhere on your body, sweet
thing."
Jeni felt her stomach turn at the thought of some creep running his
hands and mouth over her body. She leaned over and kissed Nicky.
"Hey! What's that for?"
"That was for standing up to Mixer when he suggested that I do that
horrible thing."
"No big thing. Ain't no one gonna do that to you until I've had my
fill of you. And I've got a bottomless appetite." He reached down and
pushed up her skirt. He ran his fingers along her vagina.
Jeni reacted to his touch by spreading her legs wider.
"God, you're a horny little bitch. And I love horny bitches with
sexy asses."
Jeni leaned back, happy to feel the warmth between her legs, and
happy that Nicky was pleased with her.
Nicky pulled in front of an apartment building. He said, "I think
it might be better if you came up with me."
Jeni readily agreed. They entered the building and went up to one
of the apartments. Nicky used a key to unlock the door.
Knocking on the door as he opened it, he called out, "Laurie? It's
okay. It's only me, Nicky."
A girl ran toward them. She had one arm in a sling. Jeni
recognized her as one of the girls from the club the other night.
"Oh Nicky, I thought you'd never get here. Did you bring the stuff?
What the fuck is she doing here?" snapped Laurie, noticing Jeni for the
first time.
"She's with me. And yes I have it. But we have to talk first."
"But Nicky, I need it now. I'm going crazy. We can talk later.
Just give it to me."
"We'll talk now! Get us something to drink."
The girl appeared frightened, nervous. Jeni wasn't sure what was
wrong, but Laurie didn't let up. Stepping closer to Nicky, and rubbing
her body against his, Laurie wrapped her good arm around his shoulders.
"Come on, Nicky. Just give me the shit, and I'll do you good. You
know how you like me to . . ."
"Can it! Go get the drinks. Or, I'll simply flush the shit. Now
move it!"
Laurie's eyes opened wide with fear. "No! Please Nicky. I'll get
the drinks. Don't do that to me again. I'm hurting, Nicky, I need it
bad. Look I'm going now. I'll be back real quick too. Just don't do
anything. Okay Nicky?"
She ran to what Jeni assumed was the kitchen.
Nicky led Jeni into the living room. He motioned her to sit next to
him. He wrapped an arm tightly around her and pressed his lips against
hers. Jeni responded by opening her mouth to take in his tongue.
His hands moved to her legs and pushed up her skirt. He stroked her
bare vagina as his tongue probed her mouth. Jeni's world narrowed to
what Nicky's hands were doing to her. It took her a moment to realize
that Laurie was standing in front of them, holding a tray with some
drinks on it.
Laurie looked pale. Jeni noticed that she was shaking terribly.
Nicky also saw Laurie standing there. Taking his mouth from Jeni's, he
said, "Put the damn drinks down somewhere and bring us one."
Laurie put down the tray, and brought Nicky his drink. He indicated
that she should give it to Jeni. Jeni, taking the glass from the girl,
thanked her. Laurie quickly got Nicky a drink, and stood there waiting
for Nicky to say something.
"How's the arm?" he asked.
"A lot better, thanks," Laurie replied, a bit timidly.
"It could have been worse. That had to be the stupidest thing
you've ever done. I should break your other arm for even trying to
free lance like that."
"But Nicky, I needed the money. Dancing doesn't pay enough. And
you keep telling me I ain't ready to . . ."
"Needed the money? You mean you needed the shit. Well don't worry.
I've fixed it so you'll get all the shit your nose can handle. At
least for the next week."
"Oh Nicky, you did? I love you."
Laurie threw her arm around him, and kissed him.
"Don't get all worked up," he said, pushing her away. "You ain't
heard how you're going to earn it."
Eyeing Nicky suspiciously, Laurie waited for him to continue.
"Mixer," was all Nicky said.
Jeni couldn't believe the look of fear that filled the girl's face.
"No! Nicky, please! Anything but him. I'll do anything else you
want. Just don't let him near me. Not again. Please Nicky?" Laurie
started to cry.
"You should have thought about that before you tried to turn tricks
on your own. Hell, I only know about the john that got rough. How
much money did you cheat me out of, before him? How many others have
there been? And now I'm in a squeeze. Partly due to you. So don't
give me that shit."
"You'll do what I want, or you'll find your fucking ass out on the
street. And who'll protect it from apes like Mixer then. At least
this way, you get all the shit you can stick up your fucking nose.
And, I get out from under."
"By the way, Jeni here will be taking your place at the club, until
you can do it again. And maybe after a week with Mixer, you'll be
ready for something else. Come here, I've something for you."
Nicky reached into his pocket, and pulled out a small plastic bag.
Jeni couldn't see what it was, but Laurie's reaction was startling.
Her whole face brightened. There was a starved look about her. She
practically crawled on her knees to Nicky, her hand outstretched to
take the bag from him. But before she could do so, Nicky raised it out
of her reach.
"Still don't want to spend some fun times with Mixer?"
"Come on Nicky, don't tease. I hurt. Give it to me."
"I asked you a question. What do you say?"
"Okay, yes I'll stay with him. Just give me the stuff, please
Nicky?"
"Gee, I don't know. I hate to think that you'd be doing something
you didn't like. Maybe we should just forget it. I'll tell Mixer that
you ain't interested."
Laurie tried to reach the bag in Nicky's hand. "No! I want to stay
with him. Please, Nicky. I need it bad."
Nicky laughed as he pushed her to the floor. "Damn right you'll
stay with him. And you'll do whatever he says. You'll beg to do it.
You're going to kill yourself with this shit someday. And then you
won't be worth shit to me. Here take it," he said, throwing it on the
floor in front of her. "Get the fuck out of my sight."
Laurie scrambled to pick up the packet, and then ran from the room.
Jeni wasn't sure what exactly had been going on, but whatever was in
that bag, Laurie really seemed to need it bad.
Nicky turned to her, his eyes flashing in anger. "If I ever catch
you using that shit, I'll break both your fucking legs."
Jeni was frightened. She didn't know why he was angry. "I won't
ever do it. Really Nicky. I don't even know what it is."
Nicky saw the look of confused fear on her face. Caressing her
cheek, he said, "I wonder just how long you'll remain this innocent.
Someday you'll have to grow up. I wonder if I'll regret it as much as
I think I will. Come here and kiss me, sweet thing."
Jeni offered him her mouth. He raised his hands and grabbed her
head, forcing her lips hard against his. She squirmed in discomfort,
fighting his harsh treatment. But he was not to be put off.
Still holding her head with one hand, his other moved to her breast,
roughly squeezing her flesh. She pushed against him with both hands,
trying to break away, but his strength was greater than hers. Her lips
felt bruised as his teeth ground against her. She tried to speak, but
only a muffled sound escaped.
Finally, he let her go. She had been pushing against him so hard
that she almost tumbled backward. He sat there and laughed. Fear
filled her at his strange behavior.
"Please Nicky, you were hurting me. You don't have to be so rough.
I like it better when you're gentle."
He stopped laughing and glared at her. "You'll like it any way I
want it. Come here and kiss me."
She didn't know how to take him. He had never been like this
before. He seemed to enjoy her pain and discomfort. She didn't want
him getting mad at her. But she didn't want this either.
She watched as his eyes darkened. She realized that she had to do
something but didn't know how he would react. Jeni stood up and moved
away from him.
"I'm serious, Nicky. I don't like it when you treat me like that.
I'm not something you can abuse. I have feelings too, you know. I
like it when you're sweet and gentle. But I hate it when you're cruel.
I am not going to kiss you if you're going to hurt me again."
She stood there defiantly, waiting for him to do something. But at
the same time, she was frightened by what he might do.
Nicky seemed to flinch under her verbal attack. He sat there, his
mouth hanging open, surprised at her reaction. "Hey, it's cool. Don't
get all worked up." He got up from the couch. "I'll just get us
something more to drink. You relax, and I'll be right back."
Jeni could feel the tension leave her body as Nicky smiled. She
went to sit down. Just as Nicky passed her, she felt a hand grab her
throat. He grabbed her arm and twisted it. She thought he would break
it. He forced her to the couch, bending her nearly in half as he
pushed her face hard against the cushions.
"If you ever talk back to me like that again, I'll beat the shit out
of you until you can't move. And then I'll throw you naked on the
street. I've given you everything you have, including the fucking
clothes on your back. Who the fuck do you think you are, you stupid
cunt. I don't have to put up with shit like that. Now do you think
you'll be good?"
Jeni couldn't answer with her face pressed against the cushions.
Somehow she knew that if she offered any resistance, it would only make
him angrier. So she let her body go limp and simply lay there, waiting
for whatever he would do next.
Nicky let up on the pressure slowly. She didn't dare move. She was
sure he could smell her fear. A hand touched her shoulder and gently
lifted her up. He wrapped his arms around her and held her to him.
"I'm sorry Jeni, really I am. I guess I'm just pissed off at
Laurie, and took it out on you. I didn't mean any of those nasty
things I said to you. Really I didn't. Can you forgive me, please?
Come on, can't have my motor mouth so quiet."
Jeni looked into his face. She couldn't believe the sincerity, and
look of hurt, she saw there. She thought she was going crazy. Just a
few moments ago, he had been like a maniac, a look of pure hatred on
his face.
But now, there was a tenderness that almost made her heart cry out
for him. She didn't know if she was doing the right thing, but she
couldn't let him go on hurting like that. She leaned over and offered
him her mouth. He, as if afraid to hurt her, just barely brushed his
lips across hers. She responded by timidly sticking out her tongue to
lick his lips.
His tongue met hers and they played tag with each other. His hands
moved to her neck, and she involuntarily flinched. He held her firmly
but gently. His mouth moved closer as his tongue entered hers. Jeni
wrapped her arms around him. She no longer thought about his strange
behavior, happy again to have her tender lover back.
His hands moved to caress her back. Enjoying the pleasant feelings
his mouth and hands were sending through her body, she melted into his
embrace. She shivered with delight as one of his hands moved to her
thighs, and the other softly brushed her nipples.
Her breath caught in her throat as his hand contacted her clitoris.
She widened her legs to allow him better access. His mouth moved from
her lips to her breasts, sucking and licking her tender flesh.
Laying her head back against the couch, she closed her eyes, and
allowed the on rushing sensations to take over. Again his touch was
driving her beyond anything she had ever experienced.
Her thoughts turned back to the time he first touched her like this.
The memory of that pleasure only seemed to increase the feelings she
was now enjoying. She heard herself moan in response to his attention.
Oblivious to everything else, she allowed herself to be swallowed up in
the feelings.
Chapter Eleven
"Hey, why didn't someone say we were having a party? I'm
practically coming as it is. Shit, I wouldn't have been so long if I
knew what you two were up to."
Jeni, for a brief moment, wondered who was speaking. Then the
realization hit her. Her eyes flew open in panic.
Standing in front of her was Laurie. Jeni tried to push Nicky's
face from her breast, and pull down her top. Her legs closed tightly
on his hand as she tried to push down her skirt.
Laurie leered at them, as she tried to remove her T-shirt with one
hand. Jeni was horrified. Here she was acting like a whore. Enjoying
Nicky's touch while someone stood there watching. What must Laurie
think of her? How was she ever going to live this down? Jeni just
wanted to crawl somewhere and die.
Nicky trapped one of Jeni's legs with his. He pushed her other leg
apart with one hand as he continued to stroke her vagina with the
other. Laurie sat on the other side of Jeni and, leaning across Jeni,
kissed Nicky.
Nicky slipped his hand up Laurie's shirt to caress her breasts.
Jeni sat between them, too embarrassed to move. She wished that Nicky
would take his hand from her vagina. She was surprised to feel a
twinge of jealousy as she watched them kiss.
That was her Nicky. Where did this obvious slut get off making out
with her man? And right in front of her, besides.
"Here, help me with this fucking top, will you?" asked Laurie when
they finally broke the kiss. "Does she taste as sweet as she looks?"
"Sweeter," was Nicky's reply as he helped remove Laurie's top. His
mouth went to Laurie's breast as soon as it was uncovered.
"Then I guess I'll have me a taste," said Laurie as she lowered her
head to take Jeni's breast in her mouth.
Jeni froze at the touch of Laurie's mouth on her flesh. She tried
to move away, but was trapped tightly between the two. She couldn't
even move her arms as the two bodies pressed tightly against her.
"No! Don't! Get away from me. I'm not that type of girl. Please
Nicky. Make her stop! Please let me go! Please!"
Nicky looked at Jeni, and then pushed Laurie's face from Jeni's
breast.
"Hey, don't stop me now, I'm just getting started. She does taste
awfully sweet at that."
"Fuck off, Laurie. Give the kid a break. If you really want
something sweet, suck on this." Nicky grabbed his crotch.
"I knew you couldn't get by without me. You always said that no one
did you like me. Admit it, I've got the best mouth around. Come on,
tell me how bad you want it."
"Yeah, you're right. You were only good for one thing," he replied.
He laughed as Laurie knelt in front of him. Jeni was relieved that
Laurie wasn't touching her any longer. She was both scandalized, and
curious, by the interplay between these people.
It was obvious that this was a game they had played many times. As
Laurie knelt in front of Nicky, he took his hand from Jeni and spread
his legs wide.
Laurie tried to unbuckle his belt, but with only one hand, she
wasn't having much success.
"Come on Nicky, give me a hand, will you?"
"Hey, you're the one who wants a taste. Me, I'm just here for the
ride."
"Oh fuck you, you bastard. Hey you, girlie, what's your name again?
Jeni? Well don't just sit there. Help me."
Jeni hesitantly reached out and undid Nicky's belt.
"Yeah, that's it. Now push down his pants. Hey, come on, he ain't
gonna bite. Well, at least not yet. Yeah, that's better. Now his
shorts. Come on Nicky, lift your fucking ass. Here we're doing all
the work, and you're going to get all the fun. If you ain't careful, I
may just bite the little bastard clean off."
Nicky raised himself to allow Jeni to lower his shorts. Jeni felt
the excitement build within her. At last she was going to see his
manhood.
But when she finally caught a glimpse, she was disappointed at the
sight of his limp penis. He didn't appear to be much different from
Bobby. Maybe a little thicker around, but certainly not any bigger.
Jeni watched as Laurie gently started to pull on his penis. Her
tongue teased the tip as her lips kissed it. Laurie moved her mouth
down along the underside until she reached his testicles. She licked
them. She then took one into her mouth, and gently sucked on it.
Jeni did a double take as she watched Nicky's penis inflate. She
couldn't believe how rapidly it grew. And the size! "My God," she
thought. "He's enormous. How could anyone be that big?" She found
herself reaching out to touch it.
"Fuck off, bitch," snarled Laurie as she pushed Jeni's hand away.
"It's mine! If he has anything left after I finish with it, maybe
then. If I don't want it any more."
Jeni was shaken by the viciousness in Laurie's voice. She was sure
the girl would have hit her if she hadn't moved her hand.
Nicky said to Jeni, "She gets bitchy when it comes to cocks. But
afterward, she's really quite the pussy."
Laurie let out a sharp laugh, and snapped back, "It's my pussy that
needs this little fucker."
"Yeah, but not until he has been properly pampered. So how about
using that mouth for something else besides yakking. You're starting
to sound like motor mouth here. Besides, the poor thing is starting to
feel cold."
Laurie smiled and took him into her mouth.
Jeni couldn't believe it. The girl seemed to swallow him whole.
She didn't think that anyone could have done that. Watching Laurie,
Jeni realized that she had a lot to learn when it came to sucking off a
man.
She could see by Nicky's face that he was really turned on by what
Laurie was doing. He pulled Jeni closer. He kissed her, his tongue
delving deep into her mouth. His hands moved again to her breasts to
stroke and caress them. She wanted to see what Laurie was doing, and
managed to turn her head just enough to do so.
She marvelled at how Laurie seemed to move up and down his shaft,
her teeth just barely scraping his flesh. Then she would lash the
entire length of his erect member with her tongue. Her hands moved
between milking his shaft, and gently playing with his testicles.
Nicky moved one hand to the top of Laurie's head. Entwining his
fingers on her hair, he moved her head like a yo-yo. His hips lifted
upwards to allow him to more deeply penetrate her mouth.
Laurie pushed herself away from him until she had just the tip
within her mouth. Again using her teeth, she rotated her mouth from
left to right, roughing the tender flesh just below the head as she
attacked the tip within with her tongue.
Nicky broke his kiss with Jeni and moaned, "God, that feels good.
I'm just about there. Just a little more."
"What?" demanded Laurie, raising her head from his lap. "What about
me? You can't do this to me, Nicky. I ain't had a chance yet."
She quickly rose to her feet, tearing at her pants. Finally free of
them, she straddled his waist, forcing herself upon his shaft. Cursing
and pleading with him to hold on a bit more, she frantically rode him.
Jeni could hear the force of her efforts as the two bodies slapped
against one another.
"Come on, Nicky, just a bit more. Don't leave me like this. I need
it too. Please Nicky, don't."
Jeni sat there, transfixed, watching Nicky's erect penis, slipping
in and out of Laurie's dripping slit. Nicky inhaled deeply as his body
went rigid.
"Sorry, sweet thing, but I think I'm losing it." He let out a loud
moan as his hands went to Laurie's hips. He thrusted upward, trying to
insert himself deeper in her. Laurie continued cursing him.
"You bastard. Just a little more. Come on Nicky, I'm not there
yet."
It was as if someone had deflated a balloon. Nicky exhaled slowly,
as the stiffness left his body.
Laurie continued to ride him frantically. But soon his penis,
having gone limp, slipped from her. She started to hit him in
frustration. "Damn you, Nicky! Just a bit more would have been all I
needed." She pounded his chest and face. Nicky let out a roar of pain
as Laurie struck his still tender nose. He lifted her from him,
throwing her to the floor.
"You fucking bitch, I'll kill you!"
Laurie, lying on the floor, continued to curse him. Her hand went
to her vagina in attempt to recover the feeling she craved. She cried
out for someone to help her.
Jeni, thinking she was in pain, jumped up from the couch and went to
the poor girl. She reached out to comfort her only to have her hand
grabbed and drawn to Laurie's vagina. Horrified by the thought, Jeni
moved away. She watched as Laurie frantically stroked her own vagina.
She looked to Nicky, not knowing what to do.
Nicky was pulling on his pants,as he watched Laurie writhing on the
floor. "Come on Jeni. Don't let her suffer like that. Get down and
eat her."
Jeni looked at him as if he was crazy. She couldn't do that. That
was sick. She shook her head, wishing she could just leave this mad
house.
"Are you telling me no? I don't think that's very nice. I ask you
to do me a simple favor, and this is how you react? You, who said you
would do anything for me? Wanted to do anything for me. All I had to
do was ask?"
Jeni didn't like the tone of his voice. It had an edge to it that
frightened her. She remembered how he had gone berserk earlier, and
didn't want that again. But she really didn't know what to do for the
girl below her.
Nicky walked toward her and, taking her arm, led her back to Laurie.
His hand moved to the back of her neck and firmly forced her to her
knees.
Laurie, watching what was going on, spread her legs wider. "Oh
yeah, that's what I need. Eat me good. Here, let me feel your mouth,
right here."
Jeni was paralysed with fear. She didn't want to do what was being
asked of her. The thought sickened her. It was perverted. Only
queers did that. But she was afraid of what Nicky might do to her if
she didn't.
"Please Nicky. I don't want to do this. I don't even know what to
do. Don't make me do this."
"So this is how you thank me? I take you in, clothe and feed you.
Give you a place to stay. Treat you decently, and you do this? I've
never asked you to do anything for me. Have I?"
"Not really. But I am helping you by going to the club."
Nicky's eyes flashed in anger, as he reached out and grabbed her
face. "Did I ask you to do that? Didn't I say that I didn't think you
should do it. And wasn't it you who begged me to let you? Well didn't
you?"
He was hurting her. Jeni quickly replied, "Yes, I did. It was me,
not you. You're right Nicky. Please don't hurt me again."
He seemed to calm down with her admission. His grip turned to a
gentle caress. "Well, okay. I'm glad you remembered who did what. So
now I'm asking. I'm asking you to repay some of the kindness you've
received by showing a little kindness to Laurie. Are you going to
refuse me?"
Jeni's thoughts were in a turmoil. Everything he said was true.
But it was as if he somehow twisted them. She did owe him. He had
been kind to her. And she did want to repay him. But this? Nicky
continued to watch her, waiting for a reply. With a sigh of
resignation, she decided she'd do it.
"But, Nicky, I'm not sure what to do."
"Don't worry, sweetheart. Just do what feels natural. You know
what you liked when I did you. Do the same to her. You'll know if
you're doing it right. Now come on, get on with it. And don't worry,
I'll be right here watching, making sure that you do a good job."
Jeni bent her head between Laurie's legs. Her nose was assailed by
a strong pungent odor. She raised her head to get away from it.
Nicky's hand pressed her back between Laurie's legs. Laurie reached
out, and grabbing Jeni by the hair, pulled her closer.
"Damn it, do me now. Come on, what are you waiting for."
Jeni tried to hold her breath as she pressed her mouth against
Laurie's vagina. The girl beneath her stiffened at the first contact
and let out a low moan.
Jeni moved her mouth up and down the warm wet slit. Still feeling
uncertain, she allowed her tongue to lick it. Thinking of a dog
licking the final bits of food from his plate, she imitated the motion.
Taking long slow strokes, she licked the entire length.
Laurie spread her vaginal lips wider to allow better contact of the
tender inner flesh with Jeni's tongue. Jeni, no longer able to hold
her breath, found herself inhaling Laurie's strong odor. She realized
that it wasn't so sickening as it was musky.
She thought back to how Bobby used to complain about how she stank
whenever she had been able to get him to go down on her. She realized
now what he had been talking about. But she found that the scent
really wasn't all that offensive, and soon, no longer found it
distracting.
She marvelled at the silken texture of the flesh beneath her mouth.
And the taste. She wasn't quite sure how to describe it.
Actually she found that there were two different tastes. There was
the thick sweet taste everywhere but near the bottom. There it was
more salty, slightly sour. The second taste seemed somewhat familiar.
It took her a moment but she finally realized it tasted like Bobby's
cum.
The thought that it was Nicky's hit her. She was here between
Laurie's legs, sucking out Nicky's cum. She felt a certain excitement
at this thought. Her tongue eagerly searched out his essence. She
didn't realize how much she was tormenting Laurie with her efforts.
"Damn, her tongue is driving me crazy. And she said she didn't have
any idea what to do," Laurie said to Nicky. "Move your mouth up a
little bit, will you honey? Do that to my clit. That's where I want
it. And stick your fingers in me, and fuck me good. You're driving me
crazy with your teasing."
Jeni reluctantly moved her mouth upward, searching for Laurie's
clit. She continued to tongue the soft flesh, flicking her tongue
rapidly across it as she remembered Nicky doing to her. She was
rewarded by Laurie's moans.
Tentatively, she inserted a finger into the gaping vagina while her
tongue continued to lick the pulsating clitoris. She didn't stop her
attention to Laurie even when she felt Nicky's hand on her breast.
She moved her finger slowly in and out of Laurie's wet vagina, and
pressed her breast tight against Nicky's groping hand. She felt a
shiver race through her as his other hand broadly stroked her own
vagina. She raised her buttocks, and opened her legs wider to allow
him easier access.
Nicky leaned over and whispered in her ear, "She'll never get off
with just your finger. Make a fist."
Jeni didn't understand as she raised her head from between Laurie's
legs. He took his hand from her breast and reaching for hers, formed
it into a fist. He pressed it up against Laurie's waiting slit.
Laurie let out a little cry and pleaded, "Oh yes, put it in. Fuck
me hard."
Jeni watched in fascination as her hand sank into the wet opening.
She couldn't believe that Laurie was able to take it without any pain.
Nicky continued to hold her wrist and pulled it out.
"Damn her nails are tearing me apart. Make her stop it, Nicky."
Nicky whispered, "Clench your fist tighter."
Jeni clenched her fist until she could feel her nails digging into
her own flesh. Nicky rammed her hand deep into Laurie. Laurie raised
her hips in response. In and out, faster and faster, Nicky moved her
hand.
Jeni moved a bit to ease the stress upon her arm. Laurie bucked
beneath her, begging that she go faster. Nicky moved behind Jeni and
brought his mouth to her yearning mound. His tongue found her clitoris
and drove her wild.
Laurie grabbed Jeni by the hair and forced her face back between her
legs. Jeni continued to move her fist within the wet hot cunt. Her
mouth and tongue again found the throbbing clitoris. Imitating what
Nicky was doing to her, Jeni attacked the clit with renewed excitement.
The more pleasure she received from Nicky's mouth, the more she
wanted to pass it on to Laurie. The room filled with moans and sucking
noises as the three bodies lost themselves to the physical sensations.
Jeni felt her head pulled upward, and fell forward. Nicky moved
behind her, never breaking the burning contact. She felt her face
pulled upward until it came in contact with Laurie's.
Laurie smashed her mouth against Jeni's. Jeni met her kiss with
equal passion, their tongues seeking out each other. Jeni marvelled at
the difference in texture between Laurie's mouth and Nicky's, and found
that she wasn't really repulsed by it.
Jeni could feel the muscles of Laurie's vagina squeeze down hard on
her hand. Laurie broke their kiss and pulled Jeni tightly against her.
"Oh baby, I'm almost there. Just a little more."
Jeni could feel Laurie's nails rake her back. She moved her arm
faster until she thought the pain would kill her. Laurie let out a cry
as she momentarily stiffened, and still holding tightly to Jeni, sank
back to the floor. Laurie showered kisses over Jeni's face as she
muttered her appreciation. Jeni felt a certain amount of satisfaction
in knowing she had brought Laurie to completion.
Laurie reached out and stroked Jeni's breasts. "Poor baby. You're
the only one that hasn't gotten off yet. Come to Laurie and let her do
you good."
Jeni leaned down and kissed the girl. Laurie pushed her upward
until she was able to reach Jeni's breasts with her mouth. Again Jeni
enjoyed the different feeling she got from Laurie's mouth. Jeni moved
gently, back and forth, allowing Laurie to pay equal attention to both
breasts.
Jeni felt her body being turned as Nicky again positioned himself
between her legs. The feeling of two sets of hands and mouths upon her
body soon drove Jeni to new heights. Laurie moved her mouth down until
she was competing with Nicky for a place at Jeni's vagina.
Nicky moved upward leaving Laurie to ravish Jeni's aching flesh.
"God," thought Jeni. Nicky may have been good, but Laurie's tongue
seemed to do things she never knew could be done. Nicky moved until he
was able to fondle her breasts as his mouth again sought hers.
Jeni was going out of her mind with ecstasy. Nothing she had
experienced so far could have possibly prepared her for the onslaught
her senses were reeling under now. Again she felt that bubble growing,
and that wave building within her, stronger than ever. Soon she was
lost to the wave as it again crashed through her body. And again she
seemed to pass from reality.
Chapter Twelve
Slowly, Jeni became aware of sounds around her. Her body tingled
all over as her vaginal muscles occasionally contracted. She couldn't
believe anything could have been better than what she had just
experienced.
The first time with Nicky had been mind blowing. But this time, the
memory of Laurie's mouth upon her vagina sent delicious shivers through
her entire body. Lying there, her eyes closed, Jeni drifted between
the present and what had just occurred. She realized that someone was
talking, but it took too much effort to figure out who.
". . . have you fucked her yet? Is she any good?"
"She's not ready yet."
"What do you mean she ain't ready yet? Shit, if she's anything like
that when she fucks, I pity the poor bastard that. . ."
"I'll do it when she's ready. The girl's a virgin, if you can
believe that. I want to make sure it's done right. Too soon, and
she's spoiled."
"A virgin? You're shitting me, right? Where'd she learn to .
. ."
"You're right there, she is quite talented. That's all the more
reason I don't want to rush things. Can you imagine what she'd be
like, properly trained?"
Jeni couldn't follow what they were talking about. Were they
talking about her? Did Nicky really think she was good? Was he
actually going to make love to her? The thought of Nicky making love
to her, his penis deep inside her, sent Jeni back to dreaming.
"Does she know about you?"
"No! And you'd better keep your fucking mouth shut. Or, I'll cut
out your fucking tongue. She knows what I want her to know. No more
and no less."
"But how did you get her to dance at the club. And what's this crap
about you borrowing money off Mixer. He works for . . ."
"I told you to shut up. If you need to know anything, I need money,
and I need it quick. Mixer has agreed to help me out for a price.
Mainly you, but he also gets her salary and tip money. She gets to
keep her dance money."
"You having her do any extras?"
"Well, if she makes enough dancing, no. If not, I don't know."
"I still don't see why you had to arrange for me to stay with that
bastard. That fucking ape nearly killed me the last time."
"Maybe next time, you'll think twice before you cheat me out of
money. When I say you're ready, you're ready. And not before.
Besides Mixer's a good trainer. And you'll have all the shit you can
stick up your nose."
"Yeah right. Really Nicky, it ain't fair. I only did it the once.
It was only to help me score. Or it would have been, if the bastard
hadn't tried to stiff me. I did him good too. And he tried to skip
without paying. It was when I went after him, that he did this to me."
"I hope you enjoy doing Mixer as much, cause for the next week, you
don't have a choice, sweet thing." Nicky let out a wicked chuckle.
Jeni let out a low moan as she relived Laurie's tongue on her clit,
her hand stroking her vagina.
"Looks like she's decided to rejoin us," said Laurie. "I can't
believe it. She's about to come again."
Jeni opened her eyes to see them watching her. She realized what
she was doing and blushed. She would have to be more careful. They
must think her terrible, masturbating in front of them like this.
"Shit, girl, don't you ever get enough?" Nicky asked laughingly.
"Don't let us stop you. You're doing such a good job all by
yourself," was Laurie's comment.
Embarrassed, Jeni quickly removed her hand from between her legs.
"You heard Laurie. Keep doing what you were doing," Nicky said.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have," Jeni said lamely, starting to get up
from the floor.
"I said do it!" Nicky snapped at her.
Jeni froze where she was. She glanced at Nicky to see if he was
joking. One look was enough to tell her he wasn't. "Please Nicky. I
don't . . ."
"Are we going to start that shit again. Get your fucking ass back
down there and do it. Don't stop until I tell you. Now move!"
Jeni slowly lowered herself back down on the floor. Her hand moved
to her vagina. Feeling embarrassed, she started to stroke herself.
"I can't see a thing. Tell her to turn around, Nicky. I want to
see her playing with herself."
Before Nicky said anything, Jeni turned to face them. She could see
them staring at her as she continued to caress herself. Laurie
unzipped Nicky's pants. Her hand snaked in, and Jeni could see her
massaging his penis. Nicky just sat there, watching Jeni, seemingly
unaware of Laurie's hand.
"Nicky, please? I feel so dirty doing this. If you want, I'll do
it. But I really don't want to."
"Does it feel good?" he asked.
"No, not really. Not like when you do it."
Laurie laughed and said, "She sure does know how to get to you,
doesn't she?"
"Stuff it, Laurie. And get your fucking hands off me. Matter of
fact, why don't you get your fucking ass down there too. I might as
well enjoy you doing something."
"Hey, come on Nicky, you can't be serious."
He grabbed her sore arm, giving it a brutal twist. Laurie let out a
yelp, and quickly moved to the floor. The two girls lay there on the
floor, masturbating. Laurie looked over at Jeni, too frightened to
look at Nicky. Jeni, ashamed by what she was being forced to do,
closed her eyes.
"Open them," Nicky said.
Jeni opened her eyes and looked at Nicky.
"That's better. Now tell me, you really don't like doing that?"
"No Nicky. Please let me stop."
"But if I said you were to enjoy it, would you?"
"Please Nicky? If you want me too, I will. But only for you."
Nicky said nothing. He continued to watch Jeni. Jeni turned to
Laurie and saw that the girl was enjoying herself. Laurie caressed her
own breasts as she continued to stroke her clit. Soon she was
breathing rapidly, her hips moving hard against her hand. Low moans
came from her as she rocked her head from side to side.
"Laurie, stop!"
"Oh come on, Nicky. Fuck! Make up your mind, will you? I was just
starting to enjoy it."
"Fuck what you were enjoying. You can enjoy Mixer later. Right
now, stop it."
Jeni noticed Laurie stiffen in rebellion. But she did as Nicky
instructed, and placed her hands at her side.
"Can I stop too, Nicky?"
"No! Why are you having such a hard time doing what I ask? What if
I were to tell you I get excited when I watch you do that?"
"You do? Really? Gee, I never thought of that."
"Yes I do. Hell, I'd have to be dead not to get excited watching
you. It would mean a lot more though if I thought you were actually
getting off. You aren't even trying. But if I don't mean anything to
you? You can stop now."
Again Jeni's didn't know what to do. She did feel dirty, lying here
doing this. But it excited Nicky. She was actually doing something
that turned him on. Should she stop, or should she continue?
Her hand continued to stroke herself. It was as if his words alone
were enough to cause the heat to build between her legs. She
remembered what it had felt like when Nicky was between her legs, his
hands, his mouth, his tongue.
Her Nicky was turned on by her simply playing with her vagina. Her
eyes were wide open, but all she could see was the image of Nicky as he
sucked her vagina. Soon she felt the bubble again start to grow deep
inside.
"Stop!"
She couldn't believe her ears. Was that her Nicky? Did she do
something wrong? Her hand froze in mid-stroke. She tried to focus on
Nicky. He was no longer sitting on the couch. Instead, he was
standing over her. He offered her his hand, and she took it. He
pulled her to her feet and he held her tight.
"More of that, and I wouldn't be able to control myself, sweet
thing."
Jeni noticed a large lump in his pants, and she realized that he was
aroused. She was excited knowing she could do that to him. She
timidly touched his bulge. Nicky pressed his crotch hard against her
hand, and she closed her fingers around his covered penis.
"Please, sweet thing, I can't take much more. If you don't stop
now, we may do something we'll both regret."
Jeni looked into his eyes, and smiled. "I don't think I'd regret
anything we did. Not with you, Nicky."
"Well I would. I'm not about ready to ruin you for life, sweet
thing. There are enough bimbos around who it wouldn't hurt. But you,
you're still an innocent."
Jeni knew that Nicky was excited. And still he wouldn't even try.
Bobby always tried. But her Nicky was so sweet. She knew then and
there that she would give Nicky her virginity. She couldn't think of
anyone she wanted more to introduce her to the true meaning of love.
She rubbed his erect penis through his pants, enjoying the power she
seemed to have over him. He let his hands move down to her buttocks
and pulled her tightly against him. She tried to unbuckle his belt as
he squeezed her buttocks.
"No. Jeni, don't. I'm serious. Someday, you may learn the hard
way, but it isn't going to be today. And it won't be me. Now stop it,
and go sit down."
He pushed her away, and she felt resentment. What right did he have
to decide? It was her decision, not his. But when she looked into his
eyes, she had to obey.
She sat on the couch, waiting for him to say or do something. Her
body felt tight, unfulfilled. But she knew better than to disobey him.
She would just have to bide her time.
Laurie still lay on the floor. Nicky looked down at her and
laughed. "I guess you can get up now. Can't have you lying on your
back and not making any coin."
Laurie glared at him. But she got up and sat next to Jeni. Nicky
looked at the two girls. Laurie sitting there naked, and Jeni still
dressed in that outfit she had worn to the club.
"Look, I have to go out for awhile. Laurie, why don't you see what
you can loan Jeni to wear at the club. And pack yourself a bag to
bring to Mixer's. I'll pick us up some pizza to eat before we take off
for the place later. Make sure you two are ready when I get back. Say
around five-ish?" Without waiting for an answer, he left.
Chapter Thirteen
"Fucking bastard," cursed Laurie, once Nicky left. She turned to
Jeni, and looked her over. Jeni felt uncomfortable. She straightened
her clothes. She wasn't sure what else she should do.
"Get your fucking ass moving, if you expect me to lend you
anything," Laurie said, as she headed to the bedroom.
--
I didn't write this story. I am just a reposter.
Please don't ask for e-mail copies of stories.
Ole Joe
From Ole.Joe@poboxes.com Fri Feb 14 15:55:01 1997
Jeni’s Story 2 and final.
Jeni followed her. The bedroom was gorgeous. There was a large
canopied bed standing against one wall. Another was completely covered
in mirrors. The floor was covered in a thick shag rug, and there was
an absolutely gorgeous vanity with a very ornate mirror. The entire
color scheme was in different shades of red, from the deepest blood to
the palest pink.
Laurie went to the wall of mirrors and slid part of it away. Behind
it was the largest closet Jeni had ever seen. There were endless rows
of clothing within.
Laurie moved through the rows, picking out several outfits that she
held up against Jeni. Discarding some, she handed the rest to Jeni and
returned to the bedroom.
"You're a bit bigger than me on top, and slimmer on bottom. But
most of that stuff is stretch anyhow. Try something on."
Jeni picked out one outfit, but wasn't sure what it was. Laurie,
seeing her confusion, laughed.
"Come on, it won't bite. Take off the crap you're wearing, and try
it on."
Jeni resented Laurie's criticism. She thought her outfit looked
nice. But she removed her clothing, and tried to figure out how to put
on what she held in her hand. Laurie helped her. Jeni turned to look
in the mirror. There wasn't a foot of fabric in the whole thing. It
crossed over her breasts and went between her legs, only to come up
between her buttocks where it tied around her waist.
"I can't wear this. It's obscene. I feel so naked."
"What the fuck do you expect. You'll be standing up there naked as
a jay bird anyhow, so what's the difference. Here, pull these wider so
they cover your tits better. Yeah, that's it. When you want to show
them off, all you do is pull the top aside like this. Hey that looks
pretty good. It kind of pushes them together, making them look
bigger."
Jeni glanced in the mirror, and agreed with Laurie's comment. She
gave a little wiggle and laughed at her image.
"Oh, so we're all ready, are we? Well you'll definitely have to do
something with that hairy bush. The guys see that, and they'll puke."
Jeni looked down between her legs. Her pubic hair stuck out on both
sides of the narrow strip of cloth covering her vagina. She looked to
Laurie, hoping for some suggestion.
Laurie shook her head, as she saw Jeni's questioning look. "Shit,
don't you know anything? You have to shave. Haven't you ever worn a
bikini?"
Jeni shook her head no. "I wasn't allowed. My mother said that
they were sinful, and only got good girls into trouble."
Laurie laughed. She motioned Jeni to follow her to the bathroom.
She handed Jeni a can of shaving cream. "Here, use some of this stuff.
And here's a razor. Try not to cut yourself."
Jeni, having seen her father and her mother's boyfriends shave
occasionally, held the can to her mound and pushed the button. Thick
spurts of foam sprayed out, covering her lower body. She didn't know
what to do.
"Let go of the button, you stupid ass. Shit, don't waste the stuff.
Here give it to me. I can't believe anyone can be so fucking stupid.
Get me that towel, and sit up on the counter."
Jeni grabbed the towel and hopped up on the counter. Laurie wiped
away most of the foam, and reached for the razor. Jeni flinched as the
blade pulled her hair.
"This won't work. I need scissors. Just stay there. I'll be right
back."
Jeni wondered what she had let herself in for. Laurie quickly
returned with the scissors. She started to chop off the bush until
there wasn't much left. She covered Jeni's mound with foam from the
towel, and again reached for the razor. Laurie's touch, as she spread
the foam, felt good to Jeni. Without realizing it, Jeni raised her
hand to her breast, and gently stroked her nipple.
Laurie noticed, but said nothing. She gently shaved the area,
leaving just a small amount of hair covering Jeni's vagina. Giving it
a final wipe with the towel, she said, "There! Now it looks good
enough to eat."
Bending over, Laurie ran her tongue over the newly shaved skin.
Jeni felt as if something was sending sparks through her skin. She
unconsciously spread her legs wider. Laurie continued to lick Jeni's
vagina until the girl let out a low moan.
"Sounds as if you're enjoying this. I hate to break up the party
but we still have to try a few more outfits. I suggest you stop
playing with your tits, and get moving."
Jeni went scarlet. She didn't know what had gotten into her. She
jumped off the counter, and followed Laurie. She tried on several
outfits with Laurie's help.
Jeni became very conscious of Laurie's hands as they touched her
body. She was becoming aroused. Laurie's attention to her vagina in
the bathroom had started it. Now just the nearness of the girl was
enough to drive her crazy.
Jeni was trying on one of the tops as she looked at herself in the
mirror. Laurie, who was standing behind her, reached around and said,
"No, that's not right. Here, let me straighten that."
As Laurie's hand touched the fabric on Jeni's breast, Jeni's hand
shot up and pressed it tight against her chest. Laurie gave a little
squeeze and laughed. "You really are a hot little cunt, ain't you?"
Laurie pulled her hand away, and moved back. Jeni was embarrassed
by her brazen actions. She moved quickly to the bed and chose another
outfit.
Putting it on, she returned to the mirror and struck a pose. First
cupping her breasts seductively, she ran her hands down her body. Her
hands moved down her flat stomach and then back up to her breasts.
Laurie moved behind her and reached around to grasp Jeni's hands. Jeni
lowered her own hands, leaving Laurie's on her breasts.
Laurie slipped her fingers between the cloth and Jeni's flesh,
seeking out the nipples.
Jeni reached behind and untied the strings to the top. Laurie
pulled the top free with one hand as she continued to tease Jeni's
nipples. Jeni slowly turned until she faced Laurie.
The two girls were almost the same size, Jeni being slightly taller.
Laurie dropped her hands from Jeni's breasts and moved closer until
their breasts were touching. The feel of Laurie's breasts against her,
caused Jeni to tremble. Laurie moved slowly from side to side,
brushing her breasts against Jeni's.
Jeni looked down and watched as if mesmerized. Laurie's hands moved
up and lightly stroked the tender sides of Jeni's breasts. Jeni tried
to push against her, but Laurie moved back. Jeni raised her hands to
capture this elusive tease. But Laurie moved out of reach.
"Don't! Just stand there," Laurie commanded.
"But I . . ." stammered Jeni.
"Do as I say, or we stop."
Jeni stood still. Laurie resumed her gentle caresses. She moved
around Jeni, continuing to rub her breasts against the poor girl's
flesh. Her hands teased and stroked the supple skin, never quite
making contact, but always there somewhere.
Jeni wasn't sure how much more of this torture she could take. She
could feel her pulse racing wildly, her breathing becoming rapid, as
her body screamed in frustration. She closed her eyes in an attempt to
increase the sensation, and hopefully her release.
Hands took her shoulders, and gently turned her around. A voice
whispered in her ear, "Open your eyes. I want you to watch yourself in
the mirror."
Jeni saw herself standing there with Laurie behind her. Laurie
reached around, and again teased Jeni's aching breasts. Jeni could
feel the girl's breasts press into her back like two burning brands, as
Laurie rolled down the small bikini briefs encasing Jeni's bottom.
Laurie pressed her mound against Jeni's bare buttocks and started to
grind against her. One of Laurie's hands moved to Jeni's freshly
shaven mound, as the other continued to stroke her breasts.
Jeni was going out of her mind. She wanted to touch the girl behind
her. She wanted more contact with those hands. But if she attempted
to touch Laurie, or even press against her, Laurie would move away.
Jeni could take it no longer. She turned and grabbed Laurie. She
wrapped her arms tightly around the girl, pressing her mouth hard
against Laurie's. Laurie stood rigid, neither moving, nor responding
to Jeni's kiss. It took a moment for this to register on Jeni, and she
broke the embrace.
Jeni looked questioningly at Laurie. But the girl still didn't
respond. Jeni lowered her hands again to her side, never breaking eye
contact with Laurie.
"Look," said Laurie in a low voice, "we can either play this my way,
or we can forget it. Just turn around and watch the mirror. Nothing
more."
Jeni reluctantly turned, and returned her gaze to the mirror.
Laurie moved closer, her breasts rubbing against the soft flesh of
Jeni's back.
"Do you like the way this feels?" whispered Laurie.
"Oh yes," replied Jeni.
Laurie's hands stroked Jeni's breasts, tracing a line along their
underside. "And this?"
"Oh yes. Please don't stop."
Laurie, using only the slightest of pressure, traced lazy circles
around Jeni's rigid nipples. "And this? Does it feel good too?"
"Oh yes. Please, you're driving me crazy. I want to touch you
too."
"Soon, but not yet. And what about this?" asked Laurie as she again
pressed her mound against Jeni's buttocks and rotated her pelvis.
"Oh please. You're torturing me. Please let me to touch you,
please?"
Laurie didn't answer. Instead she placed her mouth on Jeni's neck,
and started to nibble the silky skin. She moved until she stood at
Jeni's side. Her hands, now able to caress both front and back, moved
lower to stroke Jeni's mound and buttocks. Jeni shifted her feet to
allow herself to widen her stance. Bending slightly at the knees, she
managed to open her legs wider.
Laurie took advantage of this to dip her hand between Jeni's nether
cheeks. She ran a finger down the crack until it met her other hand.
Jeni was trembling so hard that she was having trouble standing.
"Please, no more. I can't take it any more. It hurts. Please I
need . . ."
"Okay," replied Laurie, moving away from Jeni.
Jeni stood there stunned. What had she done? Why had Laurie
stopped? She watched the retreating figure in the mirror.
"Please? What did I do?" cried Jeni. She moved to go to Laurie.
"You don't want me? That's okay. No! Don't come near me. Turn
around, I don't want to look at you," commanded Laurie.
Jeni didn't know how to handle this rejection. They had been
getting along so well. Why did she always get everyone mad at her?
She only wanted to be liked. Not knowing what else to do, she turned
and stared at Laurie in the mirror. Laurie sat on the edge of the bed.
She raised her hands to her own breasts, massaging them.
"I thought you liked it when I did this to you."
Jeni quickly answered her, "I did, I really did." Jeni found her
eyes riveted on the image of Laurie playing with her breasts. The
image brought back the pleasure she had experienced.
Laurie moved a hand between her legs. Spreading them wide, she
gently teased her vagina. "And I thought you enjoyed it when I did
this to you."
"Oh yes, yes I did. And I wish you would do it again, please
Laurie, I . . ."
"And didn't you like it when I licked your cunt before?"
"Yes, Laurie, yes. I'm sorry, really I am. I wouldn't stop you
this time, really I wouldn't."
Jeni moved her hands to her breasts, kneading them. But the feeling
was a mere shadow to what she had felt with Laurie.
"Stop that," snarled Laurie. "If I wasn't good enough for you, you
should have said so. Here I sit, all excited from trying to give you
some pleasure, and all you wanted was to play with yourself? If I had
known how selfish you could be, I wouldn't have gotten myself all hot
and bothered."
"Oh no, Laurie. Really, I wanted you, I did. I don't want to play
with myself. I want you to."
"So now you only want me to do you? What about me? Am I suppose to
do myself? You're too good to give me some of what I gave you?"
"No, that wasn't what I meant. I meant that I really enjoyed it
when you touched me like that. And I want to give you the same
pleasure too."
Laurie continued to masturbate as she watched Jeni. "Well, I'm not
sure I want you now. I can finish myself off without your help."
Jeni felt rejected. She couldn't cope with the thought that
somehow she had let Laurie down. She wanted to prove that she was not
selfish. She really did like Laurie, and what the girl had done to
her.
"Please Laurie, I'm sorry. I want to do you. Really I do. I don't
want anything in return. Just let me do to you what you did to me.
Please?"
Laurie ignored Jeni. But she hadn't said no. Jeni, hoping she
wouldn't object, moved toward the bed. Laurie continued to rub her
vagina as Jeni knelt in front of her.
She watched Laurie stroke her vagina. Moving her face as close as
she dared, Jeni again savoured Laurie's strong musky odor. Laurie
fingered her clitoris with one hand as she inserted a finger deep
within her vagina.
Jeni watched as the finger was drawn slowly out, covered in Laurie's
wetness. Leaning still closer, Jeni stuck out her tongue to lightly
lick the glistening finger. Laurie moved it toward Jeni's face, and
inserted it into her mouth.
"Suck it!"
Jeni sucked it hungrily, trying to consume all the sweet thick
coating. Laurie pulled her finger from Jeni's mouth, and re-inserted
it in her slit. Moving it in and out several times, she again withdrew
it and moved it toward Jeni's mouth.
Jeni's mouth opened in anticipation. Only this time Laurie slowly
raised her hand to her own mouth, and licked it. Jeni felt cheated.
She wanted to do that. But before she could say anything, Laurie
reached out with her other hand, and gently pushed Jeni's face closer
to her vagina.
"Eat me."
Jeni immediately attacked the hot, wet flesh with her mouth and
tongue, pushing deep within the warm inviting hole. She raised her
hands to stroke the area, pushing a finger inside the hot hole.
"No! Not with your hands. Just your mouth. Eat me. Let's see how
fast you can get me off with only your mouth and tongue."
Jeni lowered her hands, and renewed her oral ministrations to
Laurie's wet box.
"Here, up here," Laurie said, pulling Jeni's face upward until her
mouth was centered over the clitoris.
Not breaking contact, Jeni looked up at Laurie. The girl sat with
her eyes closed, her hands busy playing with her breasts. Laurie moved
her bottom tighter against Jeni's mouth. Jeni was pleased that she was
at last showing Laurie how much she really liked her. Jeni pulled the
girl even tighter against her busy mouth. Soon Laurie was moaning with
increasing volume, as she rubbed her vagina against the mouth that was
giving her so much pleasure.
"Fuck, with a mouth like that, you'll make tons of money. I wish I
could get Nicky to give you to me permanently. I don't think I'd ever
get out of bed again."
Jeni couldn't hear what Laurie was saying as the girl's thighs were
pressed tightly against her ears. But she could tell that Laurie was
enjoying what she was doing to her.
It seemed the only time she didn't get herself into trouble, or get
people mad at her, was when she was giving them pleasure. She realized
that she had to stop thinking about herself so much. She had to try
harder to make people like her. She really couldn't take it when
people didn't like her. Or when they were angry with her.
And if all she had to do was simple things like this, it should be
easy. Maybe that was why Nicky seemed to get so angry with her so
often. She was always worrying about herself.
And poor Nicky must have been hurting. He tried so hard to make her
happy. He had given her a place to stay, food and clothing. He even
found her a job. And he had given her so much physical pleasure, even
introducing her to Laurie here.
And yet, she had done little in return. She had done nothing to try
to make him feel happy. She swore to herself that would all change at
the first opportunity she could find. She'd show Nicky just how much
he really meant to her. And she was certain that by doing so, he would
be hers for keeps.
Laurie wrapped her arms tightly around Jeni's head forcing her even
tighter against her.
"Don't stop now, sweet lips. I'm so close, I can taste it."
Jeni found it almost impossible to breathe. But knowing that Laurie
was close, she didn't dare stop.
Laurie started to repeat over and over, "eat me baby . . . eat me
baby . . . eat me baby . . ."
Jeni could feel Laurie's vaginal muscles contract, as the girl let
out a loud moan. Jeni's tongue continued to flutter against Laurie's
clitoris even after Laurie fell back upon the bed fully spent.
"Christ! Stop it, you're sucking me dry," Laurie begged. She
pulled Jeni's face from between her legs. Laurie reached out to Jeni,
inviting her to lie beside her on the bed. Jeni climbed upon the bed,
and snuggled against the girl. Laurie enveloped her in her arms, and
the two of them lay there saying nothing.
Jeni watched Laurie's face, and was happy to see the look of
contentment there. She laid her head upon Laurie's breasts, lightly
raining kisses on the firm flesh. Laurie responded by lightly
caressing Jeni's cheek.
"You never get enough, do you?" chuckled Laurie.
Jeni thought that Laurie must have forgotten that she hadn't gotten
anything. That was twice now that she had been almost there, and had
to stop. But knowing that Laurie was happy was enough for now. Jeni
contented herself with just being held. It was so nice to feel wanted.
Chapter Fourteen
"We really should get our butts in gear," said Laurie. She gently
pushed Jeni off her, and left the bed. Jeni watched the girl move
across the room. She wished that she looked as sexy. She followed
Laurie to the clothes closet. Laurie picked out something to wear, and
indicated that Jeni should do the same thing.
Jeni felt like she was in the clothing store again. Settling on a
plain knee length dress, she got dressed. Laurie came out, wearing a
really cute green outfit, and went to the vanity to put on her make-up.
Jeni moved behind her and watched. It was obvious that Laurie knew
what she was doing. Her appearance seemed to change drastically with
just the slightest make-up.
"Gee, I wish I was as good as you when it came to putting on make-
up," said Jeni.
Laurie looked into the mirror at Jeni, and smiled. "Obviously Nicky
was the one that helped you today."
"You can tell? How?"
"He likes his girls to look like whores when they dance."
"His girls? He has other girls?"
"Shit yes. You didn't think you were the . . . er . . . I mean he
has lots of girls working for him."
Jeni was upset by Laurie's comments about Nicky and other
girlfriends. Nicky was hers. She loved him. He loved her.
"What do you mean he has other girls?" she demanded.
Laurie seemed uncomfortable and didn't answer.
"Please Laurie, tell me about Nicky and his girlfriends. I thought
he . . ."
"Hey, take it easy. Don't get yourself upset. Nicky runs a kind of
entertainment service. He has girls working for him who dance in
clubs, or work as, er . . . models and escorts."
Jeni was relieved. Laurie was only talking about girls who worked
for Nicky. Not girlfriends, just employees.
"Really? Do you work for him? Or are you his old girlfriend?"
"Old girlfriend? Hey watch who you're calling old. Yeah, to both
questions. Nicky and I were quite the thing awhile back. Now I just
work for him. I'm dancing now, but hope to get back into the . . . er. . .
the escort service soon. The money is a lot better."
To change the subject, Laurie offered to show her how to apply make-
up. Jeni enjoyed talking with Laurie. She had been spending too much
time alone in Nicky's apartment. It was nice to talk to another girl.
"I hope you don't get into trouble for telling me about Nicky. I
heard him threaten you before if you did. I won't tell him, so you
don't have to worry."
Laurie looked surprised. "You heard him threaten me? I thought you
were more aware of what was going on then you let on."
"Well, I really didn't understand too much of what you two were
talking about. I just sort of caught the odd phrase or two. I wasn't
trying to eavesdrop, really."
"Tell you what, you don't tell Nicky on me, and I won't tell him
about you listening. If he thought you were spying on him, he'd kill
you. You may not realize it, but he's got a violent temper."
Jeni remembered how Nicky had reacted earlier, and shivered at the
thought of him losing his temper with her again. "Oh please don't tell
Nicky. I promise I'll never say anything to him about you. Just don't
say anything at all, okay?" pleaded Jeni.
"Don't worry. It'll be a secret between us girls. What Nicky
doesn't know, can't hurt us, right?"
They broke into a nervous giggle as they continued to apply Jeni's
make-up. Afterward, Laurie packed a bag and got another one for Jeni.
They went into the living room and sat in idle chatter as they waited
for Nicky to show up.
"Are you really a virgin like Nicky said?" asked Laurie.
"Yes," replied Jeni, blushing.
"Shit, you can blush, after what we did? You can't be serious."
"I am, really I am. I may have fooled around a bit, but I've never
gone all the way with anyone. Not yet anyhow."
"Not yet? Who'd you have in mind, as if I didn't know."
"Is it that obvious? Do you think he hasn't tried yet because he's
disgusted by how I've been behaving? Oh, if that's why, I don't know
what I'll do."
Laurie saw how upset Jeni was, and pulled the girl to her. "Hey,
lighten up. I can tell you from past experience that you haven't done
anything to disgust Nicky. On the contrary, I'm surprised he hasn't
tried anything after seeing you in action. Just give it time. You'll
have enough time to regret things later."
"If you have to do it the first time, I can't think of anyone better
than Nicky. He can be the gentlest of lovers when he wants. I still
remember our first time. And he wasn't my first either. But he should
have been. He's still the best fuck in town."
Jeni was uncomfortable listening to Laurie talk about Nicky. True,
they weren't still going together, but Jeni remembered how willing
Nicky had been to let Laurie make love to him, even with Jeni sitting
right there. Jeni liked this girl, but couldn't help feeling that she
was competition.
As if reading her thoughts, Laurie said, "Hey don't misunderstand
me. Nicky and I were an item once. Not any more. Today was the first
time we did anything since we went our separate ways."
This seemed to reassure Jeni somewhat. But she thought she would
have to watch Laurie carefully, just in case. The two girls sat there,
saying little else. Jeni was still uncertain about Laurie. Laurie
realized she had probably said more than she should have.
Jeni thought about what Laurie said. So Nicky was as good as She
had suspected from watching those videos. She imagined what it would
be like the first time with Nicky. She wondered what it would feel
like when Nicky finally put his large penis into her.
She had heard that it was painful the first time. Her mother had
said that all men were animals, only caring for their own satisfaction.
Still, her mother had never refused any of her boyfriends. And even
when Jeni had been forced to watch her and Ray, her mother seemed to
enjoy it. Even begging him to give her more.
The image of her mother and Ray making love took on a new meaning
when she remembered how she felt when Nicky and Laurie had made love to
her. She could understand a little more why her mother put up with
Ray's abuse. If it felt anything like what she had experienced with
Nicky, it might almost be worth putting up with the rest.
At least she loved Nicky. And hopefully, he loved her. Jeni came
to the realization that she would put up with a lot, as long as she
could have him love her. Love her, both body and soul. Even if it was
only her body, as long as she felt needed, wanted. She needed to feel
wanted. She swore that she would never jeopardize her relationship
with Nicky. She didn't even want to think what she would be without
him.
"Hey, where are you?"
Jeni snapped out of her musings. "Sorry, guess I was lost in
thought."
"Think you're ready for the club tonight?" asked Laurie.
"Well, to be honest, I am feeling a bit nervous. I don't know what
to expect. What if I get up there on stage and freeze? What if some
guy decides to grab me when I'm dancing at his table? I'm kind of
scared."
"First of all, if any bastard tries anything funny, all you have to
do is call Mixer. He'll take care of the prick, don't you worry. And
as far as you freezing on stage, just remember that you're only dancing
up there. If you need something to get in the mood, just try to
imagine someone you really want sitting right there in front. Then
just pretend that there's only the two of you in the place. You'll
soon learn to ignore the bastards."
"But Nicky said I had to make lots of eye contact, and smile a lot."
"Yeah, he would say that. Actually he's right. You can really play
the suckers good. If you want to do that, try and keep an eye out for
the ones with lots of money. Give them an extra smile or two. Throw a
bit of ass their way whenever you can. Play with your pussy a lot too.
That usually drives them crazy."
"You remember that girl, Teri? You remember that guy that was going
nuts over her? Well she got about a hundred bucks off that sucker
before he finally ran out of money."
"A hundred dollars? From just one guy? You can really make money
like that dancing?"
"Sure. And more, if you hustle your ass. The real money is working
the back wall. But I don't think you could handle that. Even I have
trouble with that. Sometimes the sucker ain't too bad looking. But
the better looking ones don't have as much trouble getting girls
themselves, and usually don't go for that. They're usually just there
for a lark."
"But the scum that can't get anything but their own hands, they're
the ones that are really disgusting. The last fucker I did, I swear he
came in his pants. Still, I managed to take him for eighty bucks
before that."
"Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll find some with lots of money. That way I
can help Nicky pay off the loan faster, and then I won't have to do it
any more. Do you think I'll make out okay?"
"Shit yes. With that body, and that look of innocence, you'll drive
the suckers crazy. Don't worry too much about the guys. It is the
girls, the other dancers, you need to watch. They resent a newcomer
that does too well."
"Shit, I remember one girl that had just started. She really
hustled her ass. But she didn't give the others a chance. Hogged all
the big money for herself. Even went after the other girls' steady
johns. This went on for about a week."
"Then suddenly she wasn't around any more. I found out later that
one of the girls waited for her one night after closing, and jumped
her. They found her the next morning, passed out from the loss of
blood. Seems the other girl had carved up her face and chest real bad.
She lived, but was so disfigured that she never danced again."
Jeni shuddered at the thought. She would make certain that she
didn't cross any of the girls.
Laurie noticed the look of uncertainty on Jeni's face. "Hey, don't
worry. I'm sure you'll make out fine. With the body you have, the
guys will go crazy over you. Just watch what the other girls do, and
do the same. You'll be raking in the big dough in no time."
Jeni felt better with Laurie's reassurances, but still was a bit
nervous about that night. But she was doing it for Nicky. And despite
how she felt, she knew she had to go through with it. It was a small
way to repay him for all he had done for her.
Jeni said, "Don't you think you better put that sling back on your
arm. If Nicky finds out that you've been pretending, he might get
mad."
Laurie reacted with a start, and ran to the bedroom. She returned
wearing the sling. "You ain't as dumb as you look. But I appreciate
you reminding me."
"How did you hurt your arm? And why are you faking it?" asked Jeni.
"Well I ain't really faking it. The arm still hurts a bit. But I
thought I might get some extra time off if I stretched it a bit. As to
how I got hurt to begin with, just leave it at the fact I ran into a
real wacko one night. Anyhow, we had better get all our bags together
before Nicky gets back."
The two girls went to get the bags. Jeni wondered about Laurie's
fear of Mixer, and asked her about it.
"Well I ain't really afraid of him. Nicky would never let him do
any real harm to me. But that bastard is a real pig, and I ain't crazy
about what he has me do. And he's rough. Boy, is he ever. The last
time, I hurt for more than a week."
Jeni's curiosity overcame her normal shyness, and she asked what
Mixer did that Laurie hated so much.
"If Nicky ever caught me talking to you about this, he'd skin me
alive. I'm not sure this is such a good idea anyways."
"Oh come on, Laurie. I won't tell, and it might prove helpful if
Mixer ever comes on to me."
Laurie didn't respond right away. Jeni was afraid she might have
gone too far.
"Well, if you promise that you'll never mention this to Nicky?
Okay. For one thing, Mixer is built like a stud stallion. You ain't
never seen a cock as big as his, and I've seen a few. Hell, the first
time we fucked, I thought he was going to split me in two. And I
thought I liked them big. Shit, that was before I met Mixer."
"The second thing is that he has this thing about fucking ass. The
only two things he seems to get off on, are blow jobs and ass fucking.
I couldn't sit, or take a decent shit, for a week the last time I spent
a few days with Mixer."
"But if you dislike him so much, why do you do it? Why don't you
tell Nicky what a pervert this guy is? I'm sure if he knew, he
wouldn't let the creep touch you."
"Fuck, you live in a dream world. Who the hell do you think sent me
to Mixer? I sure as hell didn't do it because I wanted it."
"But why would Nicky do that? And why would you have to do it, even
if he asked you to? I don't understand any of this."
"As to why, it was usually for favors received or owed. Or because
Nicky thought I needed to be taught a lesson, like today. If I hadn't
got caught, I wouldn't be doing this."
"And as to why I just don't say no, tell me why you didn't tell
Nicky to fuck off when he forced you to eat me earlier? Or, why you
just laid there playing with your cunt, when you didn't want to? If
Nicky told you to spend the night with Mixer, would you? Would you
tell him no? Could you tell him no?"
Jeni thought about that. She thought that she would never do
anything like that. She loved Nicky, but there were things she just
couldn't do for him, or anyone. But she thought, "If it meant that I'd
lose him, would I?"
She really didn't know the answer to that. She only hoped it would
never come to that. Besides, as long as she kept Nicky happy, he'd
never have any reason to punish her that way.
"But you don't love him any more. You only work for him. You could
find another job. Couldn't you?"
"Who said I don't love him any more. And what type of job would I
get? I ain't got no skills, except for knowing how to use this body.
Look, when you've been around a bit more, we can have this discussion
again. Until then, mind your own fucking business. Who the fuck do
you think you are anyways, trying to tell me how to live my life. You
can't even get your boyfriend to fuck you. He had to come to me for
satisfaction."
"He always comes back to me. I'm the only one who truly understands
him. And if he wants me to stay with Mixer, I will. Not because I'm
being forced to, but because I want to. There's nothing I wouldn't do
for him. Nothing!"
Jeni could see Laurie was quite upset. She realized the girl was
still in love with Nicky. It must hurt Laurie very much to see how
Nicky loved her, instead. Jeni felt sorry for her, and wished that
there was something she could do. Maybe if she talked to Nicky about
not sending Laurie to Mixer. One thing Jeni knew for certain was this
was a topic that she would have to avoid when talking with Laurie.
"Hey I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. Really. I wasn't
trying to tell you how to live your life. I was just curious." Laurie
sat there, upset. Jeni touched the girl on the shoulder. "Really, I'm
sorry."
Laurie shrugged off her touch, and snarled, "Fuck off. Just leave
me alone. I don't need, or want, your pity. Just watch out for your
own fucking ass. And I'll watch out for mine."
Laurie left the room. Jeni sat there not knowing what to do. She
thought they had become close friends, sharing confidences, secrets and
dreams. She really wanted to be Laurie's friend. But here she sat,
with Laurie upset at her.
Again the realization that the only time people didn't get mad at
her was when she was giving them pleasure. She wondered if she should
go to Laurie and see if she could do anything for her.
Chapter Fifteen
"Hey! Where the hell is everyone? Someone help me with these
pizzas."
Jeni, realizing that it was Nicky, ran to the door. He stood there
trying to balance several packages. Jeni took the boxes from him. He
gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Let me look at you. Wow, you sure look good in that outfit. What
have you done to your face? I like it. Did Laurie help you?"
Jeni enjoyed a warm feeling deep inside, as she enjoyed his praise.
Her Nicky was happy and pleased with her. She really couldn't think
what else she could ever want from life.
"Yes, Laurie helped me. She gave me a ton of clothing, and some
tips on how I should act. She's really a great girl, and I'm glad you
introduced us."
"I'm glad you like her. She can be very nice, sometimes. And she
is good at what she does. But be careful. She also gets into a lot of
trouble. I'm a bit nervous about you getting too influenced by her.
You don't need to pick up her bad habits too."
"Oh, I won't Nicky. You don't have to worry about that. I would
never do anything to upset you."
Nicky smiled, and gave her backside a playful slap. "Well, if you
want to make sure of that, you better get those boxes into the kitchen
real quick. I'm starving, and want to eat something. And there ain't
time for that something to be you. But first, I gotta use the can.
Take that into the kitchen, will you?"
Jeni ran to the kitchen with the food. Laurie was there looking
depressed.
"Nicky's here. And he brought pizza. Hey look, I'm really sorry if
I upset you. I didn't mean it. Please don't be mad at me." Jeni
waited for a response, but Laurie just sat there looking off into
space.
Finally Laurie snapped out of her daydreaming. Seeing Jeni holding
the pizza, she said, "Oh good, food! I'm starving!"
Jeni was disappointed that Laurie was ignoring her. But before she
could say anything, Nicky came into the room. She didn't dare say
anything in front of him. And she hoped that Laurie wouldn't say
anything either.
"So what have my two girls been doing while I was gone? Anything
that I should know?"
Jeni didn't know what to answer. She felt fear growing in her
stomach.
"Just girl stuff," Laurie answered.
"Girl stuff? Why do I feel like you two are hiding something from
me? How about explaining 'girl stuff' to me?"
Jeni still found it impossible to speak. In fact, she couldn't even
look Nicky in the face.
Laurie smiled, and said, "Now why would we have anything to hide.
If you really need to know what we did, I'll tell you. Besides picking
out some decent clothes for her to wear, we talked."
"Talked? About what? And that was all you two did? I find that
hard to believe."
Jeni started praying that Laurie wouldn't tell him what they had
been talking about. Some sixth sense told her if Nicky really knew, he
would go ape shit. Her stomach was in knots waiting to hear what
Laurie would say next.
"What did we talk about? Well let's see. First, I explained to her
how she should act at the club. What to do, and not do. Who she could
trust, and who she had better watch out for."
"Then we talked about you. Did you know the little bitch can't wait
for you to fuck her? She creams in her pants at the thought of your
hard cock reaming her virginal pussy. I can't remember the last time I
saw someone with the hots as bad as she has for you."
Nicky swelled with pride as he listened to Laurie. He motioned Jeni
nearer, and placed his arm around her. His hand played with her
breasts. Jeni breathed easier seeing how Nicky enjoyed what he was
hearing. She was thankful that Laurie seemed to know exactly what to
say. She could feel her body relax, and the fear in her stomach go
away.
"And yes, you were right. Talking wasn't the only thing we did.
Though I got to admit, Jeni's mouth was never still for long. She got
so hot thinking about you fucking her, she begged to eat me. Boy, was
she good at it too. I thought she was going to suck me dry."
"You know I'd swear she was acting earlier when she said she didn't
know how to do that stuff. I've had first-rate lesbians who don't eat
cunt as good as she does. Other than that, we did fuck all." Laurie
chuckled, and reached for a slice of pizza.
Jeni was embarrassed by Laurie describing their love making. She
was also concerned how Nicky would react.
"So that was all you two did all afternoon? I guess I didn't miss
much."
Nicky sat down, and grabbed a slice of pizza. Jeni watched the two
of them eating, and wondered if that was all the reaction they were
going to get from Nicky. She too started to eat.
"So," said Nicky, between mouthfuls, "You like to eat cunt?"
Jeni thought she would choke on the food in her mouth. "No! I mean. . .
er . . ." Jeni was thrown off guard by Nicky's comment and
didn't know what to answer.
"No? But I thought Laurie said you begged her to let you do it. Is
she lying, or are you?"
"No, Nicky. I'm not lying. Honest!"
"Oh, so Laurie's lying. You never learn, do you, Laurie?"
"No, Nicky, she isn't lying either. Really. Please let me
explain." Jeni's heart was pounding in panic as she tried to get her
thoughts in order. Somehow she had to convince Nicky that neither of
them were lying.
Nicky sat there staring at the two girls. Laurie continued eating,
but her eyes never left Jeni's face.
"If you're going to explain it, I suggest you get your mouth in
gear."
"Well, like Laurie said, we were talking about you, and about making
love. I got excited, and Laurie tried to make me feel better. But I
was selfish, and hurt her feelings. To show her how sorry I was, I did
it."
"Did what?"
"I . . . er . . . I ate her cunt."
"So, you do like eating cunt."
"No, not really, I only ever did it with Laurie."
"Did what?"
Jeni could see his eyes darken. She wished she could disappear into
thin air. She quickly replied, "Ate her."
"Her what?"
"Her cunt. I ate her cunt. But she is the only one I've ever done
it to. Her cunt is the only one I ever ate. Please believe me. I'm
telling you the truth."
Jeni sat there holding her breath, waiting to see how Nicky would
react to what she said.
"Well, if Laurie's was the only cunt you ate, how do you know you
don't like eating cunts? You enjoyed yourself when I was watching you.
And I bet you did again, when you ate her the second time.."
"I'm not saying I liked eating her cunt, rather that I liked making
her feel good. I was just trying to show her how much I liked her, the
second time. The first time I did it because you asked me to."
"And if I asked you to do it again, would you?"
"Yes Nicky, I'd eat Laurie's cunt if you asked me."
"I didn't say Laurie's. I meant any cunt. Would you eat any cunt
if I asked?"
"I don't know, Nicky. If you really wanted me to, I guess I would.
For you." Jeni started to tremble as she watched Nicky's eyes.
"And if I asked you to like doing it, would you?"
"I don't know, Nicky, really I don't. I don't want to lie to you.
If you asked me to do it, I would. If you asked me to like it, I don't
know. I can't answer that. I really don't know. Really Nicky."
Nicky reached over and rubbed her cheek. "Hey, it's okay. Don't
get so upset. You know you don't have to do anything you don't want.
So take it easy. Tell me about what Laurie told you about us making
love."
Laurie seemed to come alive at that. "I didn't tell her much,
Nicky. Really, I . . ."
"I wasn't talking to you. Keep your fucking mouth shut. I want to
hear what Jeni has to say. Come on, Jeni, tell me what you two talked
about."
Jeni could see Laurie was frightened. She tried to think of
something to tell Nicky that wouldn't get the girl into trouble.
"Well, she was telling me how good you were. She said that you were
the best she has ever had. How the first time you two made love, she
wished that you had actually been her first. She told me how you drove
her absolutely crazy with desire, and had her begging for more. She
got me so hot, I wished you were there to make love to me right then."
Jeni hoped playing to Nicky's ego would put him in a better mood. She
didn't think she had said anything that would get Laurie in trouble,
and her hopes were answered by the thankful look Laurie sent her way.
Nicky sat there preening like a strutting rooster. His face
practically splitting itself in half with a smile.
"Well, I got to admit that while I may be good, I ain't sure that
I'm that good. I think Laurie is just a bit biased. But if you play
your cards right, and do well tonight, you may get lucky and find out
for yourself."
Jeni threw her arms around Nicky. "You mean it, really? Oh Nicky,
I want you so badly, it hurts sometimes."
All thoughts about trying to fool Nicky were gone from her mind.
All she could think about was that she might actually make love to her
Nicky. At last she was going to be able to give him the one thing she
had that she had never given to anyone else.
"Hey watch out. You're getting pizza all over me. Calm down. And
like I said, it's only a maybe. Depends on how you do tonight. And
how I'm feeling later. Now sit! And finish eating, cause we have to
get our asses in motion soon, and get over to the club."
Jeni tried to eat. But the thought of what might take place later
that night made her too excited to want any more food. Laurie sat
there grinning, and when their eyes met, she gave Jeni a lewd wink.
Chapter Sixteen
They finished eating, and got ready to leave for the club. Nicky
carried the bags to the car. The three of them squeezed into the front
seat, and Jeni, again, found herself pressed between them. She
snuggled close to Nicky. He placed his arm around her. She thought of
the time she spent at Laurie's, and was glad that they made up. She
was sure that Laurie would be a big help with her dancing at the club,
and even more so with Nicky. Laurie knew him so much better than she
did.
Jeni rested her head on his shoulder, dreaming of what that night
would be like when they finally made love. The thought alone aroused
her. She could feel the wetness start to flow between her legs. Nicky
sniffed the air and asked, "Don't tell me, you're horny again. Does
the thought of dancing before all those guys turn you on that much?"
Jeni snapped out of her reveries. She realized that her smell
filled the closed car. A blush covered her face as she muttered, "It
wasn't the dancing that I was thinking about."
"If it wasn't the dancing then it must have been you remembering
what it was like when you ate Laurie today. Was that it?"
"No it wasn't that either," Jeni replied, suddenly feeling quite
bold. "It was the thought of you between my legs tonight. The thought
of your large, hard cock as it pounds its way in and out of my burning
cunt." Jeni was surprised she had actually said what she did. She was
concerned how Nicky would react to such crudeness.
"Don't you ever think of anything else besides fucking? You have to
be the horniest cunt I know. I think you should cool off a bit. Can't
have you trying to fuck all those cocks in the club tonight." Nicky
chuckled as he pushed her away from him.
Jeni thought he was upset with her boldness, and hung her head in
shame. Nicky reached over and taking her hand, placed it in his lap.
"Talking about cooling off, all your sexy talk has me hard as hell.
Maybe you should help it to cool off."
Jeni didn't quite understand what he wanted, but started to unzip
his pants.
"That's it. Now ease it out into the open air. Ah yes, that's
better. See how red you've made the little guy with your dirty talk?
Why don't you kiss it? Tell it how sorry you are. Come on, don't just
stare at it."
There was little room in the front seat with the three of them.
Jeni moved closer to Laurie so she could slide her head between Nicky's
stomach and the steering wheel. She timidly kissed the tip of his
enlarged shaft, and gently blew on it.
"I don't hear you saying anything. Aren't you going to tell it how
sorry you are?"
Jeni felt foolish, but said, "I'm sorry."
"That's all? Tell it why you're sorry. Tell it what you wish it
would do. Tell it what you want to do to it. Shit, most of the time,
we can't stop that motor mouth of yours. Come on, I want to hear what
you have to say."
Jeni, feeling foolish talking to his penis, started speaking. "I'm
sorry I made you all red and hot. I'm sorry you aren't deep inside me.
I'm sorry I can't feel you churning my insides. I'm sorry I can't feel
you as you slide in and out of my hot wet cunt. I'm sorry you can't
fill my mouth with your hot cum. Oh god, I want to taste your hot cum.
I want you to fill my mouth with it."
As she spoke, she took small light licks on the head of the gland.
Her hands held it firmly and moved up and down its length. She sensed
Nicky was getting excited, both by her words and her touch. She was
surprised to realize she, too, was aroused by this little game. She
took it into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it. The taste and
texture of him only seemed to heighten her excitement.
His shaft throbbed violently, and she was sure he was about to come.
She increased her oral attack on it as her hands went to gently stroke
his testicles. She could hear his breathing becoming harder and more
ragged. She was eager to have him explode within her mouth. His hand
reached down and pulled her face from his lap.
"Change places with Laurie."
Jeni was too stunned to move. What had she done wrong? Why
wouldn't he let her finish him?
"I said change places. I want someone who knows what the fuck
they're doing. Hurry up! I can't hold on much longer."
Laurie climbed across Jeni and dove into his lap, taking his cock
into her mouth. Jeni crawled against the far door. Her feeling hurt,
her mind in a turmoil, she wondered why she was being punished like
this.
"Yes, that's it. Suck it. God, you're the best. Take it all, but
don't swallow it. Remember, don't swallow it."
Nicky moaned softly, as Laurie's mouth acted as a vacuum cleaner,
loudly sucking his cum into her mouth. He pulled her head up from his
lap and Jeni saw some of his ejaculation dribble from Laurie's lips.
"Jeni, come here," Nicky ordered.
She tried to cross over Laurie, but he reached out and stopped her.
"Kiss her," he ordered.
Jeni looked at him, not really wanting to understand what she
thought he meant.
"Didn't you say you wanted my hot cum in your mouth? I said kiss
her. Suck my cum from her mouth."
Jeni, realizing what Nicky expected her to do, felt a bit sheepish.
It was one thing to swallow it when the guy was shooting off in your
mouth, but to actually suck it out of someone else's mouth? She was
surprised to find the thought excited her. She gently licked the
traces of semen that had dribbled down Laurie's chin. The salty taste
increased her excitement.
She straddled Laurie's lap to allow herself easier access to that
mouth. Her hands reached up and gently framed Laurie's face. Placing
her lips hard against Laurie's, she gently pressed inward on the girl's
cheeks. More of Nicky's semen escaped from between Laurie's lips, and
her tongue was quick to lap it up.
No longer satisfied with small samples, she forced her tongue deep
within. She could feel the fluid, warm and thick, waiting for her.
She pressed her hands hard against Laurie's cheeks, forcing more of the
delicious cream into her mouth. She sucked hard as she drew it into
her mouth, and swallowed it.
Laurie's tongue pushed against her lower teeth, forcing more of the
sticky fluid into Jeni's waiting mouth. Soon there was nothing left.
Jeni's tongue licked and rubbed the entire inside of Laurie's mouth in
a final effort to reach the last traces of Nicky's essence.
Laurie pushed Jeni's face away. "Christ, girl! You're sucking me
inside out. There ain't no more."
Disappointed, Jeni settled back into her seat, her tongue licking
her lips to get every bit of Nicky's juices.
"Can't you even remember to say thanks?" asked Nicky.
"Oh sorry, I forgot. Thanks a lot, Nicky."
"Not me, dummy. Thank Laurie. She was the one that gave you it."
"Oh, sorry. Thanks, Laurie."
"That's all you can say? Thanks, Laurie? You should know by now
what I want to hear. Now, say it properly."
Jeni could hear the anger in his voice, and quickly added, "Thank
you, Laurie, for allowing me to suck Nicky's cum from your mouth."
"That's better. But I wish I didn't have to correct you each time.
Now put my cock back. We're just about at the club."
Jeni leaned over Laurie, and gently inserted his now limp penis back
into his pants.
"And I'm rather disappointed in your performance. I thought you
said you knew how to suck cock. I could have had more fun jerking
myself off. You'll have to get better than that, if you expect me to
do anything else."
"But Nicky, you liked it. You almost came in my mouth."
"I might have gotten excited listening to you, but it sure wasn't
from you giving great head. Hell, if you really knew what you were
doing, I would have shot off right away, I was that hot. But like
anything else, that mouth of yours is only good to babble non-stop."
Jeni couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had tried so hard
to please him. And here he was criticizing her. Tears started to well
up in her eyes. She felt the car come to a halt, but was too lost in
her misery, to see where they were.
"Come here, and give me a kiss," demanded Nicky.
Jeni leaned across Laurie and kissed Nicky on the cheek.
"Now what the fuck are you crying about, damn it!"
"I'm sorry Nicky. I wanted so much to make you happy. I just can't
seem to do anything right."
"Cut the crap, will you. I asked for a kiss, and you give me a
fucking peck on the cheek. I ask for a blow job and you act like it
was your first time. Now, when you have to go to work, you turn on the
old water works. You're right! You can't fucking do anything right.
But you could, if you really wanted to. Just do what you're told,
exactly as you're told, and when you're told to do it, and you might
get by. Now, get that sexy ass over here and give me a real kiss."
Jeni practically fell across Laurie as she wrapped her arms tight
around Nicky. Her mouth sought his, and she kissed him with all her
might. Her tongue pushed between his closed lips, searching for his.
She sucked hard, drawing his tongue deep in her mouth. Her hand
dropped to his lap and rubbed his penis though the layers of his
clothes. One of his hands reached between her legs, and she spread
them as wide as possible to allow him access to her still wet vagina.
"Okay, that was better," said Nicky as he pushed her away. "But it
is getting late. You better move that ass, and get to work. Don't
forget I need all the money you can get. So watch what the other girls
do. And remember what Laurie told you earlier. Now, go on. Knock 'em
dead!"
Laurie had already gotten out of the car and was waiting for her.
Jeni looked at Nicky and asked, "Aren't you coming in?"
"No way, babe. First of all, I have things to do. I wouldn't take
a chance of ruining your scam if they thought you were with me. Go on.
Get to work. I should be back in time to pick you up when you finish."
Jeni couldn't believe what Nicky was saying. "But please Nicky.
You can't let me go in there alone. I need you there. Please Nicky?"
"Shit! Don't tell me you're going to chicken out on me now. What
are you scared of? Laurie will be there. And Mixer won't let anything
bad happen to you. If I was there, you'd never be able to hustle any
of them johns. Now, go on. And if you really want to make me happy,
bring home lots of folding money. Now get! I have to get going."
Nicky half pushed her from the car and, as soon as the door was
closed, took off.
Chapter Seventeen
Jeni watched Nicky's car disappear from sight. Loneliness filled
her as she tried to accept the fact that he had left her. The
loneliness was replaced by fear, as she thought of what she was going
to do.
"Come on!" Laurie snapped. "The thing that upsets Mixer the most is
his girls showing up late. Get a move on. And don't worry about
Nicky. He's right, you know. If the guys figure you belong to someone
else, you don't make shit. Let's go."
Half dragging Jeni by the hand, Laurie led them into the club. The
interior was so dark, Jeni had trouble seeing. Without realizing it,
she walked into Mixer.
"Well now, if that didn't feel good. Anytime you want to rub up
against ol'Mixer here, you go right ahead. Matter of fact, I have this
here bulge that I'd just love you to rub." He grabbed her hand and
pressed it against his crotch. Jeni was too terrified to protest.
"Knock off the shit, Mixer," Laurie said as she moved between them.
"If I tell Nicky, you know your ass is dead."
"Yeah? I see you're feeling brave tonight. We'll see just how
brave you are, later tonight. And if you open your fucking mouth to
Nicky, you'll end up playing without your fucking nose candy. Get your
fucking ass into the back room, and show this cunt where to put her
stuff."
"She better be ready to start working real soon, too. She's fifth
in rotation. I expect her to hustle her ass serving drinks, too."
Turning to Jeni, he snarled, "In case you forgot, I get your tip
money. And there better be a fair amount. Now move it."
Laurie pulled a terrified Jeni toward the rear of the club. She
pushed Jeni into the small room the girls used as a dressing room.
"I can't do it, Laurie. I don't know what made me think I could. I
have to get out of here. Please let me go? I just want to go home."
Laurie slapped her. "Cut the shit! You told Nicky you'd do this,
and you're going to. What do you think he'll do, if he finds out you
chickened out? He's counting on you. Now get out of those clothes,
and put on the red outfit. And fix your fucking make-up. You look
like shit."
Laurie's comment about Nicky's reaction frightened her. She
changed, and checked her make-up. Glancing in the dirty mirror, she
could see she was mess. She repaired the damage as best she could.
Taking a deep breath, she said, "Okay. I guess I'm as ready as I'll
ever be. What do I do now?"
Laurie led her to the bar, explaining how she was expected to wait
on tables between dance numbers. Jeni was introduced to a tough
looking girl named Betsey, who tended bar. She was given a tray and a
wet rag. Asked if she had any money on her, she replied no.
"Since it's your first night, and seeing as you're one of Nicky's,
I'll spot you change money. But after this, make sure you have your
own. You make fifty cents on every drink you sell, plus tips. You
lose any money, and it's from your pocket. Here's twenty in small
bills. Don't forget to give it back at the end of the night."
Jeni thanked her, and turned to look around the club. There wasn't
many people, and she didn't know what to do next.
Laurie, seeing the look of uncertainty on her face, led her a table
in the back. "Here, sit down a minute. I'll explain again what you
do. Now you wait on tables. You haven't gotten up on stage yet, so
there's little chance that someone will ask you to dance at their
table. They like to see how you move before they're ready to lay down
good cash for some entertainment."
"So all you do now is walk around every few minutes and pick up
empty glasses. Always ask if they're ready for another. If you see a
likely candidate, change the ashtray for a clean one, wipe off the
table, whatever. Make sure you lean over and give him a good look at
what you got."
"Never touch them. And never ever let them touch you. Well, you
can touch them on the shoulder or arm. And you can let them hold your
hand or arm. But nothing else. And if they try anything, make sure
you call out, loud and clear, for Mixer."
"You being fresh meat, they'll try to get away with a lot. Don't
let them know you're frightened, or you'll be in for even bigger
trouble. Always remember to smile, and laugh at their stupid jokes.
But don't take any shit. And that includes that fucking slob, Mixer.
That's about all I can tell you. I guess you better make your rounds
and see if anyone wants anything to drink."
Jeni walked around the club. She picked up some empty glasses and
bottles and brought them back to the bar. "You put the glasses over on
that side of the bar, and the bottles in the empty cases next to the
wall," Betsey told her.
She thanked the girl again and went back to sit with Laurie. "How
come we're the only ones here so far?" Jeni asked.
"On Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays, we don't start until six in
the evening. The rest of the week, we start at noon. Seeing it's
still a few minutes before six, I suspect you'll be seeing the rest of
the troop marching in any minute."
No sooner had Laurie said that, when two girls entered the bar.
Saying hello to Mixer, they went straight to the back room. Jeni made
another round of the club, this time getting several drink orders. She
rushed to serve the drinks. When she returned to the table, the two
girls were sitting with Laurie.
"Jeni, this is Sylvie and Cheryl. Girls, this is Jeni. She's kinda
new at this. But from what I've seen, she should do okay."
Jeni said hello. She tried to check them out without being too
obvious but wasn't very successful.
"Shit, she's worse than the fucking johns in here. You like cunt,
sweetheart?" asked the girl Laurie had said was Cheryl.
"I er . . . " stammered Jeni, embarrassed.
"Of course she likes cunt, you shithead," snapped Laurie, "If you
have enough money on you, I can promise she'd eat you dry. Otherwise,
get off her fucking back, Cheryl. Give the kid a break. Or have you
forgotten what it was like when you first started out?"
"Hey, lighten up, Laurie. I was just teasing the kid," Cheryl
replied.
"Maybe I oughta have Mixer take you home for a night," Laurie said.
"I wouldn't mind your face buried in my cunt while he fucked that tight
ass of yours."
"C'mon Laurie. I was only teasing her. I didn't mean anything."
Jeni could see the threat of spending the night with Mixer had
really frightened the girl.
"Why don't you go powder your nose," Laurie said to her. "I don't
want to look at you just now."
Cheryl left and went over to the bar. Laurie asked Sylvie, "You
holding tonight?"
Sylvie shook her head yes.
"Can you spot me some? I'll pay you back tomorrow. I'm spending
the night with Mixer."
"Shit, there's got to be better ways to score," Sylvie said.
"I ain't got much choice. Nicky set it up. He's still kinda pissed
at me for freelancing."
"I guess I can spare you some, if you're sure you'll give it back
tomorrow? What about her?" Sylvie asked, indicating Jeni. Jeni wasn't
sure what they were talking about. She sat there, saying nothing.
"Don't worry about her. She's cool. And she ain't picked up any
bad habits yet. Except for getting Nicky angry. You got to learn to
stop acting so dumb," Laurie said to Jeni. "When Nicky wants
something, just do it. Don't ask what he means. And definitely don't
tell him what you think. Just do it. And do it quickly."
"But I don't act dumb," Jeni replied defensively.
"No, you probably ain't acting. Anyhow, ain't it time you checked
the tables? Sylvie and I have some business to take care of."
Jeni watched the two girls take off to the back room. She decided
that Laurie was right. At least about her waiting on the tables.
Making the rounds, she took several more drink orders. She noticed
that several more girls had arrived and disappeared into the back room.
While she waited for Betsey to fill the orders, Cheryl came over to
talk to her.
"Hey listen. I'm real sorry about before. If I had known you were
one of Nicky's, and such a good friend of Laurie's, I never would have
teased you like that."
"It's okay. I was kind of expecting some sort of initiation. No
hard feelings."
"Yeah sure. No hard feelings. I guess you 're pretty scared, this
being your first night and all. I still remember my first time."
Jeni liked this girl. She seemed pretty nice. Jeni thought it
would be nice to have another friend here, and hoped that Cheryl could
be it. "Excuse me, but I have to serve these drinks. But I'll be
right back, if you don't mind waiting."
"No problem. It ain't as if I'm going anywhere."
They laughed at that, and Jeni took the drinks to the tables. She
looked over to the table where she and Laurie had been sitting. There
were six girls there now with Sylvie and Laurie. Jeni didn't feel up
to meeting all of them right then. Instead, she went back to the bar
where Cheryl was sitting.
"You look nervous," Cheryl commented. "Maybe you'd be better off if
you had something to drink?"
Jeni thought that wouldn't be a bad idea. But she hadn't made
enough in drink money to pay for one. She mentioned this to Cheryl.
"Hey, don't worry about it. You can always use your seed money, and
make it back later in tips or dancing. But for now, let me buy you
one. What will you have?"
Jeni thought for a moment, not quite sure what to order. "I guess a
white wine would be okay. I don't want to get too drunk."
"Fine. Hey, Betsey, when you get a chance, a white wine for Jeni
here."
Jeni thanked Cheryl, promising that she would repay the favor
sometime. Cheryl made small talk as they sat and sipped their drinks.
She said she had been dancing for about a year. She had been in
college, but had run out of money. She hoped to be able to make enough
dancing to go back to school, full time, in the fall.
Jeni didn't say much, afraid to talk about how she had met Nicky.
Afraid that Cheryl would find out she was a runaway. Also just a bit
ashamed of the fact that the reason she was dancing was so her
boyfriend could pay off his debt. Next to Cheryl's reason, her's
sounded lame.
"So, was Laurie telling the truth when she said you were really good
at eating cunt?"
Jeni blushed deeply, and stammered, "I don't know what you're
talking about. I've never done that type of thing." She blushed even
deeper at the lie.
"Too bad. If you ever want to, just let me know. There's something
about your mouth that has my cunt just itching to feel it. Laurie said
if the price was right. I'd give you at least twenty-five if you did
me good."
"But you'd have to promise not to tell anyone. If my girlfriend
ever found out, she'd beat the shit out of me. Last time she caught me
fooling around, I couldn't sit for a week. Mind you, after the cunt
licking I got, it was almost worth it. Do you want another drink?"
Jeni wanted to get away from this girl. She stammered, "No thank
you. I really have to go check on the tables," and quickly left. She
was happy no one wanted anything, so she didn't have to go back to the
bar. She headed over to where Laurie was sitting. Her fear of meeting
the rest of the girls was nothing compared to the uneasiness she felt
with Cheryl.
Laurie introduced her to the rest of the group. One of the girls
excused herself as it was time for her to go up on stage. Both Sylvie
and Laurie seemed to be sharing some sort of private joke as they
laughed at everything and everyone. Jeni started to feel more
comfortable sitting with this group. She soon forgot her strange
encounter with Cheryl. The next time she made the rounds, she ordered
herself another white wine. She was starting to feel relaxed. She
thought it really wasn't as bad as she had imagined. The guys were all
pretty polite.
True, they flirted a lot, but she could handle that. The girls all
seemed okay too. Not as scary as Laurie had led her to believe. Well,
except for Cheryl that is.
Chapter Eighteen
Jeni heard Mixer call her name. It was her turn to go on stage.
She went over to Mixer.
"What songs do you want?" he asked.
"Excuse me?"
"I said what songs do you want to dance to?"
"Gee, I hadn't thought about that."
"You better think about it, and fast. You're on now."
"Okay, I guess anything by Alanna Myles would be good. And if you
have her 'Black Velvet', that could be my last dance. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, sure. Get your ass up on stage. The crowd didn't come here
to see you yammering."
Jeni rushed on stage and waited for the music to start. The first
song was 'Kickstart my heart', one of her favorites. She tried to
remember all the tips and tricks Nicky and Laurie had told her. She
found it exciting watching the crowd watch her. Before she knew it,
the song was over.
The crowd gave her a warm round of applause. She felt good. Sooner
than she expected, the second song started. She played to the crowd,
teasing them. She removed her top slowly, covering her breasts so they
couldn't see anything.
Several guys, in the front, started to plead with her to show her
tits. She danced over to them, and cupped her breasts in her hands,
hiding them from view. One guy threw something on stage, and Jeni bent
over to see what it was. It was a five dollar bill.
Picking up the money, she forgot to keep her breasts covered. The
guys let out a roar of approval. She quickly straightened and thrust
out her chest. Caressing and stroking her nipples, she played with
them until they grew hard. This made the guys cheer even more.
Before she realized it, the song was over, and she received even
louder applause. She waited for the last song. It had always been her
favorite. The stage was darkened with a single red spotlight shining
down on her. Slowly, she teased the crowd by slipping her hand up
under her short skirt.
Raising the skirt so it just barely covered her bottom, she
continued to play with herself. More money flew up on stage. She
would dance over to the guy threw the money, and squat in front of him.
She'd spread her legs wide, allowing him a clear view of her nakedness.
Finally, she removed the skirt completely, and caressed her vagina
and buttocks. So far, she had collected about thirty dollars. Most of
it had been from one guy. She slowly danced to where he sat, and
squatted with her legs spread wide. Teasingly, him, her hand moved to
stroke her vaginal lips.
"Put it in," he whispered to her.
She shook her head, and smiled. He took out a twenty from his
wallet. "Put it in, and it's yours."
She reached for the bill, but he pulled it away. "No, first you."
She slowly inserted her finger in her vagina. She saw beads of
sweat break out on his forehead. She reached for the money.
"No, not yet. Move it around, first."
Jeni moved her finger as she gyrated her hips in front of him. She
pulled her finger out and passed it near his face. Before he could do
anything, she stuck it in her mouth. He was watching her so intently,
he never realized that she had reached out and grabbed the bill from
his hand. Jeni slowly stood up, and danced away.
The song ended, and the crowd gave her a loud round of applause.
She walked off stage, feeling on top of the world. She had made fifty
dollars. If things continued like that, she would be able to help
Nicky pay off his debt in no time.
She stood at the side of the stage, and put on her outfit. All that
dancing had made her real thirsty. She headed to the bar, and ordered
a glass of wine. As she stood there, she watched the crowd in the
club. It had really filled up. She could see most of the girls were
hustling drinks or dances.
"Is that my money you drinking?"
Jeni turned with a start to see Mixer standing next to her. "No, it
isn't. It's money I made dancing. I have your money right here. I
wouldn't cheat you."
"Actually, I'm surprised to find I believe you. Anyhow, if you
expect to make money dancing at the tables, now is the time you should
be making the rounds. Now that you got them all hot and bothered, they
want to see it up close and personal like. So don't stand around too
long, or they'll think you're stuck up."
"Thanks Mixer. I appreciate the advice. Guess I better finish this
drink and see what's waiting out there for me."
Downing the wine, she checked for empty glasses. Sure enough, she
was asked to dance at the first table she passed. For the next hour,
she simply moved from table to table, dancing two or three dances each
time. Her legs were starting to hurt from all the exercise. She went
to sit with Laurie.
"You look like you're doing okay," Laurie commented when Jeni sat
down.
"Obviously, you can't see my leg muscles. I must have used muscles
I wasn't even born with. And I have to go up there on stage again in
about a half hour. This is much harder work than I was expecting."
Laurie laughed and said, "Well, you never have to worry about
getting fat in this line of work. And you certainly build up those leg
and stomach muscles. Comes in handy in bed too."
"Oh, don't talk to me about bed. I'd love to crawl into one and
disappear for a week. Do me a favor? If I give you the money, would
you get me a drink? I don't think I can walk all that distance,
without falling flat on my face."
"Sure, no problem. Think you could spot me some drink money too?
I'm a bit short, and don't want to ask Mixer for anything just yet."
"Here, take this," Jeni said, handing Laurie a twenty, "and keep
what's left. You can repay me when you have it."
"Thanks. By the way, what are you drinking?"
"White wine. I figure if I don't drink too much, I should be okay.
But boy, am I thirsty. Hurry back, will you?"
Laurie took off for the bar as Jeni massaged her aching legs. She
had a weird feeling, and looked up. Standing in front of her was the
guy from the stage. She gave him a weak smile, and said, "Is there
something I can get you?"
"No. Not really. I just wanted to say how much I liked your
dancing. You sure were good up there. And I also wanted to
apologize."
"Apologize? For what?"
"Well I don't usually act like that. I mean, normally I behave
myself when I come here. But there was something about you, up there
on stage, that really got to me."
Jeni looked closer at the guy. He appeared to be in his late
twenties, early thirties. He was cute, and looked very neat and clean.
"Hey, don't worry about it. You didn't do anything wrong. And to be
honest, I really appreciated your appreciation, if you know what I
mean."
"I'm glad you're not upset at me. Do you think you might want to
dance for me?"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, dancing is the last thing I want to
do right now."
When Jeni saw how disappointed he looked, she felt sorry for him.
After all, most the money she made tonight, came from him. "Hey, I
didn't mean anything personal. I'd really love to dance for you. But
this is my first night here, and right now my legs are killing me. But
I promise, if you're still here after my next set, I'll dance for you
then. Okay?"
The guy immediately brightened, and said, "Sure. I'd really like
that. I'll wait for you until then. Can I get you something to
drink?"
"Well, it isn't really necessary. I already have one."
"But it looks as if it's almost finished. Let me get you another
one?"
"Okay. I'll have a glass of white wine."
The guy took off to the bar just as Laurie returned with their
drinks. "Shit, I forgot you were getting me one too."
"Too? Is someone else getting you something?"
"Remember the guy who gave me all that money when I was on stage?
Well, he came over and asked me to dance. When I said I was kinda
tired, he asked if he could buy me a drink instead. I kinda told him
yes, having completely forgotten you were getting one too."
Laurie laughed and said, "Try not to get too drunk. You'd look
pretty foolish, staggering around up there on stage."
Jeni saw the guy heading back with her drink. She said to Laurie,
"Here, keep this in front of you. I don't want him to see me with full
glass. He'll think I was trying to hustle him."
"Shit, don't worry about it. I think he's more interested in
hustling you."
When the guy arrived with her drink, Jeni thanked him. He smiled,
and said, "Don't forget that dance later."
"Don't worry, I won't. As soon as I finish my set, okay?"
He said something about hoping to see more of her later, and
returned to his seat, leaving the girls alone.
"How are you doing so far tonight?" asked Laurie.
"Not bad really. Including the twenty I gave you, I guess I've made
about a hundred. Plus there's the money I made on drinks, about
another twenty, including tips. But I'm not sure if I should count
that."
"Why not?"
"Well, the deal with Mixer is he gets my tip money."
"And what is Nicky giving you?"
"Nicky? Giving me? Nothing. All the money I make is suppose to go
to him. Why? What made you think Nicky was giving me anything?"
Laurie looked uncomfortable. "Well, I guess I shouldn't have said
anything. But, usually in these deals, the girl gets to keep a portion
of the money she makes. Maybe you should ask Nicky to let you keep
part of it for spending money. Tell him it makes you feel less
dependent on him."
"But don't tell him I said anything. And just in case that doesn't
work out, I'll keep my ears and eyes open so you can catch a few extra
bucks on your own."
"But why would I need anything? Nicky takes care of me. He gives
me everything I need."
"Hey, I don't care. I just thought you'd like to have some of your
own. What would happen if Nicky got mad, and threw you out? What if
something happened to him, and he couldn't provide for you? You have
to start thinking about taking care of yourself sometime."
Jeni thought about what Laurie said. She didn't think that Nicky
would throw her out on the street with nothing. Still Laurie's comment
about something happening to him wasn't too far from the truth. Her
being here was because something had happened to him.
And what if he hadn't been able to arrange this job for her. They
'd both be in trouble. Maybe she should ask Nicky if she could keep
part of the money. Not that she'd spend it on herself. No, she'd save
it, and if he ever needed it, it would be there for him.
"Do whatever you want. Have you had any problems with any of the
johns, or the girls tonight?"
"No. Everyone is so nice. Well, there was one thing. But then
again, maybe I'm just making too much of it."
"What is it? Did one of the johns try something?"
"No, it wasn't any of the customers. It was Cheryl."
"That fucking bitch! What did she do? I'll break her fucking
neck."
Jeni was surprised at how angry Laurie got, at the mention of the
girl's name. "You don't like her, do you? What did she ever do to
you?"
"She was the fucking snitch that told Nicky I was freelancing. I'd
love to fix her good. She's been trying to get Nicky to hire her as
one of his girls. But he doesn't want anything to do with her. She's
too flaky. What did she try with you?"
"Well it wasn't really much. She offered me some money to do
something."
"She did what? What did she want you to do?"
"Well, she kinda asked me to eat her."
"She did? And how much did she offer you?"
"Twenty-five dollars." Jeni couldn't believe how worked up Laurie
was getting. "Really, Laurie, it wasn't anything. Don't get upset."
If she had know Laurie was going to get this upset, she never would
have mentioned her conversation with Cheryl.
"You don't understand. I've been trying to find a way to get that
bitch. Jeni, you have to do me a favor. Look, you don't go back on
stage for at least a half hour, right?"
"Yeah, I guess. But I should be waiting on tables until then."
"Don't worry about that. I can cover for you with Mixer, if it
comes to that. I really need this favor, and besides you'll make some
extra money out of it. How's fifty dollars sound?"
Jeni didn't know what to say. She didn't mind making extra money,
but something about the look in Laurie's eyes made her suspicious about
how she would earn it. "I dunno, Laurie. I don't want to get into
trouble, and I certainly don't want to make trouble for anyone."
"Don't worry, you won't get into trouble. If anything, you might
actually get some enjoyment out of it besides the extra cash. Look, I
really want this. I could threaten you--say something to Nicky that
would get you into trouble. But I don't want to do that. I want you
to want to help me. Because you're my friend. Because you want to
help a friend. Please?"
Jeni thought about what Laurie said. When Laurie had suggested she
could get her in trouble with Nicky, Jeni had felt frightened. But
then Laurie said she didn't want that. She just wanted a favor.
Between friends. Hadn't Jeni, just that afternoon, been wishing that
they could be close friends?
She really wanted to be friends with Laurie. She never really had a
close girlfriend before. And if all she had to do was one small favor,
what could it hurt? Still a bit hesitant, Jeni asked, "What would I
have to do?"
Laurie whispered in her ear, "Eat her."
Jeni recoiled in horror. "No! Never! I don't do things like
that."
"Hey, quiet down. Do you want everyone to know what we're talking
about? And since when don't you do things like that? Shit, you did me
twice today. And you sure seemed to like it then."
"But that was different, Laurie. The first time I did it for Nicky.
The second time I did it to show you how much I wanted to be your
friend. But to do it with someone else? I couldn't do that."
"Hey calm down. You don't have to do anything to be my friend.
We've shared too much together for that. But still it would help me
get that bitch. To know that she got off scot free and I'm being
punished. All you'd have to do is eat her a little bit. She wouldn't
take long to cum. And you'd make some money. Can't you just pretend
that you were doing me? You'd be doing it for me."
Jeni still didn't like the thought. "It's not the same. I like
you. I don't even know her. Why would I want to give her any
pleasure?"
"It's not to her you would be giving the real pleasure, but to me.
Believe me, I would be getting a great deal of pleasure out of what I
have planned for her."
Jeni didn't want to do what was being asked of her. Laurie said,
"Look, I want this real bad. What do I have to do for you to get you
to do this? Is it money you want? Want me to put a good word for you
with Nicky? Come on Jeni, say yes."
"No, you don't have to do anything like that. Really. If I do it,
it will be because . . ."
"You'll do it? Oh thanks, Jeni. I really owe you one for this.
Look, see that door next to where we went to change before? Yeah, that
one over there. You go on in and just wait for me. I'll be right
there. God, I could kiss you right here, I'm so happy. That fucking
bitch ain't gonna know which way to turn when I'm finished with her."
Before Jeni could say anything, Laurie took off to the bar where
Cheryl was still sitting. Jeni still didn't know how she would do what
was expected of her. But she couldn't let Laurie down now. So she
went to the door that Laurie had indicated.
Opening it and stepping in, she found herself in some kind of
storeroom. She sat on some beer cases near the back of the room,
waiting for whatever would happen next.
Chapter Nineteen
The door opened, and in came Cheryl and Laurie. They didn't notice
her sitting in the back.
"Okay, so what's so fucking important that we had to come in here?
I'm losing good money standing here with you when I could . . ."
"Can it, Cheryl. The new kid, Jeni, told me you propositioned her
earlier."
"Yeah, so what."
"And she told me how much you offered."
"She did, did she? So what's the big deal?"
"You know she's one of Nicky's. What do you think he would do if he
found out you were trying to cheat him?"
"Hey, I wasn't trying to cheat him. If she'd agreed, it would have
been her, not me."
"But you know damn well the going price is twice that."
"Well she told me she never did anything like that anyways, so who
cares?"
"And if I told you she was just being shy? She is pretty new at all
this. She probably didn't want to embarrass you by telling you that
your offer stunk. I can tell you she eats cunt like a pro. She made
me cum twice just this afternoon. Just the thought of her mouth has me
cumming in my pants."
"She's really that good?"
"Better. She has a tongue that'll worm its way clear up your
throat. And that mouth will suck you so dry, you won't have a drop
left in your body. Too bad you aren't really interested."
"Wait, you think you could talk her into it? How much would it cost
me?"
"Hundred."
"A hundred? Who the fuck do you think you're fooling? You yourself
just said that the going rate is only half that."
"That was before you tried to cheat her. Besides, she's still
fresh. And you want her bad. So if you want her bad enough, it's a
hundred."
"I dunno. That's kind of steep."
"Jeni, come here," Laurie called. Jeni walked to stand next to
Laurie. "She's here now, just waiting for you to say yes. Look at
those lips. Imagine them buried between your legs, her tongue deep in
your hot burning cunt. All you have to do is give me the money, and
she'll suck you dry. Won't you Jeni?"
"Yes, if you want me to, Laurie, but I . . ."
"Or if you want, you can eat her for the same price. Jeni, lift
your skirt, and show her your sweet cunt? Look at that. Don't it just
make your mouth water. Jeni, stick your finger in it and move it
around like you did on stage."
Jeni did as instructed, not wanting to upset Laurie. Cheryl watched
her, moving closer to see better.
"Take it out. Yeah, that's it. Now place it under Cheryl's nose.
Yeah, like that. Smell it, Cheryl. Doesn't it just drive you wild? I
bet you're creaming in your pants. Wouldn't you just love to taste it
for yourself? Go ahead, suck her finger."
Cheryl gently took Jeni's finger in her mouth. Jeni could feel the
girl's tongue lick her finger.
"What do you prefer? Her mouth on you, or yours on her? Same
price. You decide."
Cheryl's hand went to Jeni's vagina and started to rub it. "Oh no,
you don't. You've had enough free samples for one night. Anything
else, you pay first."
Cheryl seemed disappointed, but removed her hand from between Jeni's
legs. She released Jeni's finger from her mouth and asked Laurie,
"Maybe we could sixty-nine?"
"Sure, if you want to, but that's double the price. Hell, she'll
even eat your ass out for another hundred. You cough up the cash, and
you can have it any way you want."
Jeni was taken back by what Laurie said. She couldn't eat someone's
ass. No matter what. She was going to say something, when Cheryl
said, "That's awfully tempting, but I'm short of cash tonight. Guess
I'll settle for her eating me. But she better be as good as you say,
or I expect my money back." Jeni was relieved that Cheryl didn't
expect more.
"Well, she ain't going to be doing nothing if we don't see the color
of that money first," Laurie said, holding her hand out to Cheryl.
Cheryl reached into her belt and pulled out some bills. Peeling off
several, she handed them to Laurie. "There, that should cover it. So
what,s she waiting for?"
Jeni looked at Laurie. She wasn't sure where to begin. Laurie
covered for her by saying, "Okay Cheryl, why don't you get up there on
those boxes. Jeni'll take care of the rest, won't you Jeni? I'll
leave you two alone so you can get better acquainted."
Laurie left. Cheryl had gotten up on the cases and waited for Jeni.
"I hope you're not intending on standing there all night. Come on, get
on with it."
Jeni moved slowly to where Cheryl waited, and reached for the girl's
crotch. She moved aside the thin fabric of Cheryl's shorts and gently
stroked the vagina. She kissed the lips and let her tongue seek out
the clitoris hidden in the folds of skin. Kneeling, so she could
better position herself, she slipped several fingers into Cheryl's
cunt.
"Oh that does feel good. But I want to feel your tongue in me, not
your fingers. First, lick it some to get it nice and wet. Oh yes,
that's it. Ooh, right there. Now move up a bit more. Oh shit, that
feels so good. Suck it, yes like that. Oh baby, you are good."
Jeni just wanted to get this over with. She felt so dirty. Here
she was, on her knees, eating some strange girl's cunt. And to make
matters worse, she was doing it for money. She threw herself into
bringing Cheryl to a speedy climax, her tongue and lips attacking the
wet flesh. "My clit. Suck my clit. Oh yes, please don't stop. God,
you're driving me crazy." Cheryl reached down and grabbed Jeni by the
hair, forcing her face harder against her cunt.
Jeni accidentally bit down on Cheryl's clitoris. "Oh god no . . .
Please not that . . . Oh the pain . . ." But to Jeni's surprise,
Cheryl just pressed her cunt tighter against her mouth. She continued
to take little gentle bites of the now erect flesh, and it just seemed
to drive Cheryl crazy.
"Oh god. Anything. I'll give you anything you want. But please
don't stop now. I'm almost there."
Jeni continued to bite and suck on Cheryl's clitoris and brought her
hand up to again shove several fingers deep into the now soaking cunt.
She heard muffled sounds and glanced up to see Cheryl biting on her
hand in an attempt to muffle her moans.
She noticed a flash of light, but couldn't see what it was as Cheryl
had her head in a vise grip. Her mouth, tongue and hand continued to
attack Cheryl's cunt. At last, she could detect the tightening of
Cheryl's vaginal muscles, and knew that the girl was about to come.
Moving her mouth upward, Jeni bit down on the tender clitoris, just as
Cheryl began to orgasm.
Cheryl nearly fell off the boxes she was sitting on, her sobs of
ecstasy filling the room. Jeni continued her attention to the hot cunt
until Cheryl finally pleaded with her to stop. "My god, Laurie wasn't
kidding when she said you would suck me dry. I can't remember when I
was so turned on."
"I just have to have that mouth of yours again. But right now, I
just want to lie here and rest. You better get out there and check if
you're due on stage yet. Damn, my cunt is still throbbing."
Jeni felt awkward, not sure what she should do. Did you thank
someone afterward, even though you got paid? Should she just get up
and leave? She didn't know. But she did know she better get back out
there in case they were looking for her.
Jeni straightened her clothing. Cheryl was lost in her own world,
and paid no attention to her. Jeni quietly opened the door and, trying
to be inconspicuous, walked around the club, picking up empties.
Chapter Twenty
Jeni saw Laurie sitting at the table and went over. "I would
suggest you go fix your make-up. Your face is a mess," said Laurie
when she saw her. "Come on, I'll help you. You're on in about ten
minutes, so we better hurry."
They went to the dressing room where Jeni tried to repair the damage
done to her make-up.
"I see you finally finished with that bitch. Did she get off?"
"Yes. Laurie, I really didn't like doing that. Please don't ask me
to do it again, okay?"
"Hey, what are you complaining about. You didn't get hurt. And you
made some money. Besides, you helped me get back at that bitch."
"No I didn't get physically hurt, but I feel so dirty, so cheap."
"Cheap? Damn, you got top dollar."
"That's not what I meant. And talking about dollars, I still ain't
seen any."
"Give me a break, will you. You just took your face out of her
cunt. Did you expect me to interrupt what you were doing to pay you.
Shit, here's the money. All you had to do was ask."
"I didn't mean . . . er . . . I don't know what I meant. I guess
I'm just upset over this whole thing. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
suggest that I didn't trust you or anything like that."
"I should hope not. I worked hard getting you that money."
Jeni thought that was funny. It was she who had to do all the work.
But she decided to say nothing. "Talking about getting back at Cheryl.
Can you explain how my doing what I did, helps you? Seems to me,
except the few dollars you got in this deal, she got the most out of
it."
"Oh, it ain't much. Just a little thing called blackmail. Cheryl's
girlfriend has got to be the most jealous person around. And one of
the meanest dikes I've ever met. Last time she caught Cheryl cheating
on her, she nearly killed her. As it was, Cheryl could hardly sit
down."
"Her lover took a whip, or something, to her ass. She hurt real bad
for a long time. And until you came along, Cheryl's been real
faithful. At least she's never been caught again."
"Okay, so she cheated on her girlfriend. How do you prove it? It
would only be your word against hers," asked Jeni.
"Even if it was only my word, I think Cheryl would be in deep shit.
But I ain't relying on that. Didn't you notice the flash go off?"
Suddenly, Jeni remembered the flash of light. "You mean you took
pictures of us doing that? Oh Laurie, how could you? What if someone
saw them? I'd be ruined. What if Nicky saw them? Oh, Laurie, please
destroy them. Please?"
"Hey, don't get so upset. Don't worry, no one's gonna see them. I
promise you that. But they're all I need to get that bitch exactly
where I want her. You better get your ass out there. Tell you what,
after your set, we'll talk some more about what I'm planning, okay?"
Jeni was relieved that Laurie would destroy the dirty pictures. She
agreed to see Laurie later, and heard Mixer announcing her name over
the loudspeaker. He used the same songs as before, and she quickly got
on stage and started dancing.
Jeni had almost forgotten that cute guy from before. But there he
was, sitting right in front again. She played to him mostly, and was
rewarded again by his throwing money on stage. When she did her final
number, she again squatted in front of him.
Not waiting for him to offer her money this time, she inserted her
finger into her vagina. This time, she thought, he could have it for
free. After all, he had given her a lot of money already.
Once she got off stage, at the end of the number, she started back
to where Laurie was sitting. Suddenly, a hand reached out and caught
her arm. Startled, she jumped.
"Gee, I'm sorry if I scared you. But I thought you had promised to
dance for me after your set."
Damn! She'd forgotten. Well, if she could just tell Laurie she'd
be back after the dance. "I hadn't forgotten," she lied. "I just
wanted to tell my friend something first. Tell you what, you go sit
back down, and I'll be right back, okay?"
"Sure. I'll get you another drink while you talk to your friend,
and then you can start."
"Sounds good to me. I'll be right back."
Jeni rushed over to Laurie and told her she had forgotten that she
had promised that guy a dance.
"No problem. Looks as if you got yourself a live one there. And I
ain't ready to spring the second part of the trap just yet anyhow. Go
see how much you can get off the john. I'll wait until you're done.
By the way, watch that guy. I see he's gone and sat against the back
wall."
Jeni scanned the area Laurie had indicated. Sure enough, she could
see him sitting in an area that seemed empty. "I don't mind dancing
back there. It seems more intimate anyways."
"Intimate, hell. That's usually where they go for some touchy feely
shit. You do what you want, but I'm just warning you."
Jeni had second thoughts about dancing for the guy now. Laurie,
seeing the look of concern on Jeni's face, said, "Hey don't worry. If
he gets out of line, just call Mixer. You better not keep him waiting,
or one of the other girls will take your place."
Jeni could see several of the girls over that way, asking him
something. She didn't like that one bit. He was hers tonight. No one
was going to cut in on her action. She quickly went to where he was
sitting. "Hi. Sorry I took so long. Hope you didn't mind waiting."
"No, I didn't. Here's your drink. Maybe you would want to sit down
a bit, and rest, before you start? I don't mind."
"Gee, thanks for the drink. I really need it. My mouth is so dry.
Must be from all the smoke in here. I wish I could sit and rest, but
we're not allow to sit with the customers."
"Well, if you got one of those dance platforms, you could sit on it.
It would be the same thing."
Jeni went to get a platform, and returning, placed it at his feet.
She knelt on it, and reached for her drink. Boy, did it taste good.
She hadn't realized it, but she had practically drained the glass. He
motioned to one of the other girls, and ordered her another.
"You don't have to do that. I appreciate it, but it isn't really
necessary."
"Hey, you look as if you could use it. Can't have you dying of
thirst at my feet now, can we? My name's Paul. What's yours?"
Jeni almost told him her real name until she remembered that she was
using false ID. "Hi Paul. My name is Pat."
"Hi Pat. Have you been working here long?"
"No. Actually tonight is my first time here."
They continued to make small talk. He mentioned how he seldom came
here, but was glad he had tonight. He asked her why she was dancing in
a place like this. Remembering what Cheryl had told her, she told him
about needing the money to return to school. He ordered her another
drink, and she decided that it was time she started dancing. "Don't
make any money sitting on your ass," she thought.
She quickly undressed in the early part of the song, and Paul seemed
to enjoy what he saw. Watching him, she decided that he was really
quite cute. If she wasn't already involved with Nicky, she might get
to like this guy. He continued to ask her questions about herself, and
she replied with answers she thought he wanted to hear.
The song finished, and she thanked him. He asked, "You can do
another, can't you? Or do you have to do something else?"
"No. I mean no, I don't have anything else to do. I'd be glad to
dance for you again."
So once the music started again, she continued to dance. This time,
he moved closer to her, his face about level with her hips. She teased
him by running her fingers over her vagina. She pushed her hips
forward, and spread her vagina apart so he could see the tender pink
inside.
Jeni found herself getting excited. The attention she was paying to
her vagina, and the obvious effect she was having on this cute guy,
were really turning her on. She never realized the power she had. It
felt good to know that she could drive a hunk like him crazy.
"Stick it in again, please," he whispered. He spoke so softly, Jeni
almost didn't hear him. He looked up into her face and pleaded,
"Please?"
Jeni complied and gently inserted a finger. He moved closer, and
she could feel his breath. She pulled her finger out and, teasingly,
raised it to her lips. His eyes followed her movement. She lowered
her hand again to her vagina, and reinserted it. Again his eyes
followed.
This time, when she removed her finger, she brought it toward his
face, meaning to allow him to smell it. Instead, he took it into his
mouth, and sucked hard on it.
"Don't! Don't do that," she said, as she pulled her hand away. He
cringed at her harsh words. "If you do that again, I'm going to call
Mixer."
"I"m sorry. But it was so tempting. It smelt so sweet, I just had
to taste it." The look in his eyes was almost tearful.
Jeni felt her heart reach out for him. She knew, too well, the
feeling of wanting something that never seemed to come her way. She
inserted her finger and coated it well in her juices. She withdrew it,
and placed it against his lips.
"Suck it gentle, yes like that. See. It's much better when you're
not so rough."
"Thank you. It does taste good. I wish I could taste it first
hand. I'd be so gentle. I'd only put my finger in a little." The
pleading look in his eyes just tore at her heart.
But somehow she knew, that if she allowed him to do that, he still
would not be satisfied. "No. Not tonight, at least. I think we
should stop this before you get yourself in trouble."
"But I'd pay you well, really I would. Look I'll give you . . ."
He reached for his wallet.
"NO! Don't! You're ruining it. I didn't do that for the damn
money. I did it because I thought you were a nice guy, and because I
was starting to like you."
Jeni jumped off the platform, and taking it, started to walk away
from him.
"Please don't go. I'm really sorry. I don't know what came over
me. I've never done that before. I promise I won't do that again.
Just stay a bit with me. You don't have to dance or anything. I just
want to talk to you."
Jeni, hearing the anguish in his voice, stopped and turned back to
him. He sat there, tears in his eyes. He had been so good up until
then. She just couldn't leave him in pain like that.
"Look, I can't just sit with you. And I'm not sure you will behave
yourself even if I did stay. But I will do one more dance, if you
promise to sit back, and not come near me."
He quickly agreed, so Jeni started dancing with the next song. He
apologized, saying he didn't know what had come over him. He really
hadn't ever reacted to one of the girls like he had to her. He kept
talking all the time she danced, and Jeni could see he was serious.
The knowledge that she could effect someone like she had him was
kind of an ego boost. And she did find him attractive. Not that she
would ever give up her Nicky for him, but still there was something
about him that attracted her.
"Look Paul, I really have to get back to waiting on tables. But if
you come back another night, I wouldn't be afraid to dance for you
again. And maybe, if you learn to behave, we can even come back here
again."
Again, he thanked her profusely, and reached into his wallet. He
withdrew some bills, and handed them to her. She counted them with
amazement. There was a hundred dollars there. "But that's too much,
Paul. I only did . . ."
"No. I just wish I could give you more. If you only knew how much
you have already given me tonight."
He rose from the table and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before
she could protest. He wished her a good night and walked to the front
door. He waved to her, and left.
Jeni stood there dumbfounded. She had done practically nothing, and
here she stood a hundred dollars richer. She headed over to Laurie's
table, feeling happy and warm.
Chapter Twenty One
"How'd you make out?" Laurie asked Jeni.
For some reason, Jeni was afraid to tell Laurie what she had
actually done, or how much she made. "I did great. He gave me fifty
dollars. And all I did was dance for him."
"Shit! I would have done a lot more than just dance for him. He
was a real looker, that one. Did you catch the ass on him? Ooh, nice
and tight."
Jeni was embarrassed by Laurie's comments. Mostly because the same
thoughts had been on her mind. "Yeah, I guess he was kinda cute at
that."
"Kinda cute? Shit. I bet you were creaming in your pants just
thinking about what it would be like to have him fuck you" Jeni
blushed at how close Laurie had come to reading her mind.
Laurie, seeing the blush, laughed. "Hey don't worry, I'd never tell
Nicky how you almost cheated on him." Jeni started to protest, but
Laurie cut her off. "I ain't really interested in whether you would or
wouldn't. Mind you, I think you'd be pretty stupid if you passed up an
opportunity like that. Anyhow, I have more important things to discuss
with you. You're still going to help me get that fucking bitch,
Cheryl, ain't you?"
"I guess so. It depends on what I have to do. I really don't want
to do anything to hurt her."
"Don't worry. All you have to do is operate a camera. You can do
that, can't you?"
"Sure I can. I was in the Photography club back in school. But
where do you want me to take pictures? It's kind of dark in here and I
don't know if . . ."
"Fuck, don't you even stop to take a breath? Look, don't worry
about the light. We're going to be in the storeroom again. All you
have to do is stay out of sight until I motion for you to take the
pictures. And when I say give me the camera, give it to me. Think you
can do that and keep your mouth shut at the same time?"
"Sure, I can do that. I'm not a dummy, you know. I still don't
understand how taking these pictures will help you get back at Cheryl.
And besides, I feel a bit funny doing this to her. She didn't seem all
that bad to me."
Jeni regretted saying that before the words were out of her mouth.
The look of pure hatred on Laurie's face really scared her.
"That fucking bitch is the cause of all my troubles. And when I get
done with her, she'll wish she never opened her mouth to Nicky. Now
get your fucking ass into the back room, and just wait until I let you
know. And if I hear even the slightest peep out of you, I'll beat the
shit out of you. Do you understand? Slip up even a bit, and I'll show
Nicky that photo. What do you think he'll do when he finds out you
sold yourself? Now move it!"
Jeni almost ran to the back room. She hid herself among the boxes.
She was trembling with fright. She tried to think what would happen,
if Laurie actually showed the photo to Nicky. She hoped whatever
Laurie had planned went off without a hitch. She couldn't afford to
have her mad at her.
Time seemed to stand still as she waited for them to enter the back
room. She didn't dare even move in case they came in and heard her.
The door opened, and Jeni saw the two girls enter.
Laurie maneuvered them so Cheryl's back was to Jeni.
"Okay, Laurie. What's so fucking important that we had to come back
in here? I paid you for that little bitch. Hell, I overpaid you. So
now what do you want?"
"You overpaid me? Now come on. You have to admit that it's been a
long time since you had anyone as good as her. Hell, I've known some
good cunt lappers in my day, and she's about the best there is. Admit
it, you ain't never been eaten as good as that in your life."
"Well she wasn't bad."
"Wasn't bad? And if I told you I could get her in here and do you
again?"
"You could? Really? But I don't have enough money."
"You don't have enough money? Who are you kidding? I saw you
against the back wall. You made a small mint tonight. Matter of fact,
I can't remember when you spent so much time back there."
"Well after paying you, I had to make it up somehow. I have someone
who expects me to bring so much home to them each night, just like you.
At least I don't have to fuck a slimy cock in return."
"Shit, you don't. You fuck anything and everything to make a buck.
And I bet you beg her real hard to stick that fake cock in you whenever
she feels like playing at being a man."
"You don't understand. She only does it because she thinks I want
it. It is just her way of showing me how much she loves me."
"Yeah, just like she beats the shit out of you. Just to show you
how much she loves you. She couldn't give a fuck for you. You're just
easy money to her. And a cheap thrill for her to get her jollies."
"You'll never understand. She needs me. And loves me. I wouldn't
be anything without her help. But that wasn't what you wanted to see
me about. So, what did you want?"
"You!"
"Me? What the hell do you want with me?"
"I only want a small thing. I want to own you. And as of tonight,
I own you completely."
"You're fucking crazy. Do you even know what you're talking about?
You don't own me."
"Oh yes I do, sweetheart. Here, look at this."
Laurie showed Cheryl the picture of her with Jeni. Cheryl reached
for it, but Laurie pulled it away. "Oh no, you don't. I'm saving this
for that understanding lover of yours. I'm sure she'd just love to see
this. And when I tell her you actually paid to have Jeni eat you, I'm
sure she'll show you just how understanding she can really be."
"I remember quite clearly what happened the last time she caught you
with another woman. She doesn't care how much cock you fuck, does she?
But let her find out that you were messing with another cunt? I can't
wait to see what you look like after that," Laurie chuckled.
"You can't do that. You wouldn't do that. Come on, Laurie. I
didn't do nothing to you."
"You didn't, you fucking bitch? You almost got me killed, opening
your fucking mouth to Nicky that time. And you'll regret doing that, I
can promise you. As of now, you're mine. You do what I say. You fuck
who I say. You eat who I say. If I say shit, you shit. Do you
understand?"
"Look Laurie, I'll pay you for that picture. Whatever you want.
But you have to give it to me. Please!"
Laurie sat there and laughed. "You'll pay me whatever I want? Damn
fucking right you will. Like I said, you'll pay. And you can start
now by kneeling. Get down on your fucking knees, bitch!"
Cheryl slowly sank to her knees. Laurie raised a foot and said,
"Remove my shoe. Yes, that's it. Now kiss it."
Cheryl brought her lips to Laurie's foot, and started to kiss it.
Laurie lowered her foot to the floor, forcing Cheryl to follow. Laurie
motioned Jeni to start taking pictures.
Jeni moved silently to a position that allowed her a better view of
the two girls. She snapped the shutter, capturing Cheryl's bent form
as she continued to kiss Laurie's foot.
"You can stop that now. Come closer. Here, remove my panties," she
said, lifting her green mini skirt. Cheryl reached up and pulled down
Laurie's pants. Laurie tucked her skirt up in its waist band and sat
up on some boxes. "Now eat me, bitch!"
Cheryl started to kiss and lick the vagina in front of her. Jeni
took another picture, trying to get as much of Cheryl's face into it as
possible. But from this angle, she wasn't sure if she had.
"Jeni, come here," Laurie ordered.
Cheryl quickly broke away from between Laurie's legs and saw Jeni
walking toward them carrying the camera. "No. No more pictures.
Please Laurie, I'll do you good. Just no more pictures okay?"
"Sorry darling, but your mouth on my cunt feels so good, I just have
to have these to remember you. Get your fucking mouth back down there,
and eat me. And you better make sure you do me good. I get real
bitchy when I don't get off. Jeni, give me that camera."
Jeni handed Laurie the camera. She wasn't crazy about the way
Laurie was treating the girl. But, it really wasn't her business.
Besides, she couldn't afford to have Laurie carry out that threat of
showing Nicky that picture.
"Ah, that feels better. You can really lick cunt, can't you? Now,
look up here and smile for the birdie."
Laurie took several pictures of Cheryl as the girl continued to eat
her. But soon her excitement was becoming too great for her to
concentrate. She handed the camera to Jeni with instruction to get
several close ups of Cheryl's face eating her cunt.
Jeni didn't dare refuse. She continued taking pictures until the
camera ran out of film. Soon Laurie was near climaxing. She wrapped
her legs around Cheryl's head and bit hard upon her hand to stifle her
moans. Jeni watched as Laurie's body stiffened, and finally relaxed.
Cheryl too, realized that Laurie had finally come, and tried to move
away.
"No, you don't. You stay there and continue what you're doing until
I say otherwise. I figure I must be good for at least two or three
times more, before I'm done with you."
Turning to Jeni, she said, "You better get back out there. If Mixer
sees you're gone for too long, he will come looking for you. Once I've
had enough of this bitch, I'll be out to talk to you. Now, get out of
here."
Jeni didn't need to be told twice. She quickly returned to the
club. She made the rounds of the tables, taking drink orders, and
picking up empties. Her turn on stage came around again, and still
Laurie hadn't come out of the back room.
Chapter Twenty Two
Jeni was starting to worry, and thought she should go back and check
on them. She entered the back room as quietly as possible. The two
girls were still there. Laurie stood in front of a kneeling Cheryl
"And you'll do exactly what I say, won't you?"
"Yes Laurie, I will."
"Mistress! Call me mistress, slut."
"Yes mistress."
"Good. Now I'll be sending some customers in here in a little
while. And if I hear from one of them that they were less then happy
with you, you won't have to wait for your girlfriend to beat the
fucking shit out of you. Do you understand?"
"Yes mistress."
"Now take off your clothing and hand it to me. Come on, don't take
all night."
Cheryl removed the outfit she had been wearing, and handed it to
Laurie. She kept her eyes downcast and waited for whatever Laurie was
going to do next.
Laurie noticed Jeni standing there. "What the fuck are you doing in
here? I thought I'd told you to get back out there."
Jeni answered, "I was worried about you. You were in here so long.
I didn't know what was happening."
Laurie came over to her and put her arm around Jeni's shoulder.
"Gee, I didn't know you cared that much. Tell you what. Why don't I
have this worthless piece of shit here, eat you out? You'd like that,
wouldn't you?"
Jeni didn't like the tone of Laurie's voice. She didn't want
anything to do with Cheryl, but she wasn't sure how Laurie would react
if she said no. "I can't stay in here long. Mixer is complaining that
I ain't hustling the tables enough as it is."
"That fat fucker. Someday I'm going to get him too. Oh well, I
guess you and I better get back inside. Besides, I have to drum up
some business for this one so she can be of some practical use."
Turning back to Cheryl, she said, "You do want to be of use, don't you,
shithead?"
"Yes mistress."
"Gee, you don't seem very excited about it. Maybe Liz could get you
in the mood faster?"
There was a look of absolute terror on Cheryl's face. She
practically crawled to Laurie's feet. Between kissing them, Cheryl
whimpered, "No mistress! Please! I am very excited. Liz doesn't have
to know anything about this. I'll do whatever you want, mistress."
"Get back to your place. I didn't say you could move. But I am
happy to see you're in a better frame of mind. Now just stay there and
make sure there are no unhappy customers tonight."
Laurie motioned for Jeni to follow her, and together, they left
Cheryl kneeling in the center of the room.
Jeni's curiosity overcame her fear as she asked Laurie, "Who is Liz?
And what did you do to Cheryl that she is so frightened?"
"I'll tell you all about it, but first go get us a couple of drinks.
I have a few things to do."
Jeni went to get the drinks. Coming back to the table, she saw
Laurie making the rounds. Laurie would sit at a table full of guys,
and talk to them. Jeni could see her occasionally point to the door to
the back room. At one table, a guy got up, and headed to the back
room. Jeni was frightened by what she thought was going on in there.
Laurie came back and sat down. She nearly drained the glass Jeni
had placed in front of her. "Well now, that was easier than I
thought."
Jeni still wanted to hear what had happened, but waited for Laurie
to get around to it in her own time.
"Okay, so you wanted to know what happened. First, you remember me
telling you that Cheryl had a girlfriend? A real mean dike? What you
don't know is that the last time Cheryl was caught fooling with another
girl, this dike, who's name is Liz by the way, nearly killed her. And
she promised Cheryl if she ever messed with another cunt again, that
Cheryl would wish she were dead. Seems Lizzie baby is into some pretty
heavy S&M stuff. S&M, you do know what that is don't you?"
Jeni shook her head no. Laurie chuckled, and said, "You really are
naive, ain't you. S&M is when you use chains and whips, and shit like
that. Seems Lizzie baby just loves an excuse to inflict pain on our
loving Cheryl. Only thing is that Cheryl never really knew what pain
was until Lizzie baby decided to punish her little indiscretion. And
it seems that Lizzie baby promised Cheryl that the pain she would
inflict the next time would be a thousand time worse. Once I threaten
to give the pictures to Lizzie baby, Cheryl was mine. I love it!"
Jeni didn't like what she was hearing. But seeing the type of mood
Laurie was in, she didn't say anything. Laurie sat there looking quite
satisfied with herself. Jeni excused herself, and want to check the
tables. She did several dances at the tables, but none of the guys
were as generous as Paul had been.
She kept seeing different guys head to the back room. They would be
in there for fifteen to thirty minutes. When they returned to their
tables, there was a lot of laughing and fooling around. Jeni
shuddered, thinking what was going on in there.
Soon it was her time to get back on stage. Her heart wasn't really
in it. She was tired, and concerned for Cheryl. It must have shown in
her dancing because no one asked her to dance at all after that. She
didn't want to return to where Laurie was sitting. Jeni figured she
might be better off if she just avoided the girl. But that was not to
be, as Laurie called her over.
"Hey, what's the matter with you," asked Laurie, once Jeni sat down.
"I don't know. Tired I guess."
"Yeah, the first few nights can do that to you. There ain't much
action left, so why don't you just rest, and let the other girls wait
on the table."
"I can't. Mixer is expecting his money, and if he sees me sitting
around doing nothing, he'll get mad."
"Shit, don't worry, I can handle him. I think it's time we checked
in on our little slut. Come on."
Jeni didn't want to, but again, she didn't refuse Laurie. Entering
the room, Jeni saw Cheryl lying naked on the floor. Seeing them enter,
Cheryl, immediately, came to kneel in front of Laurie.
"Well slut, were you good?"
"Yes, mistress."
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yes, mistress."
"Would you like more?"
"If you want, mistress."
"What have you for me?"
Cheryl handed Laurie something that Jeni couldn't quite see. That
was until Laurie started counting it. "My god, thought Jeni, "it's
almost as much as Nicky had that day in the store." She was amazed
Cheryl had made so much money.
"It's not all here. Don't tell me you're holding out on me,"
snapped Laurie as she reached grabbed Cheryl by her hair.
Cheryl cried out in pain. "It is, mistress. That's all there is."
"Do you take me for a complete idiot? I said there's more. Now if
you don't give me it immediately, I'll have no other choice but to go
visit your butch lover, and show her these lovely pictures."
"Please, mistress. I swear that's all there is, except for my
share."
"Your share? Since when do you get a share?"
"But Liz always let me keep twenty percent."
"That was Lizzie baby. I get it all. You don't have a problem with
that do you?"
"No, mistress. But how am I to eat, buy clothes, or pay my bills?"
Laurie laughed. "Why should I give a fuck. If you want to eat, eat
cock. And you don't need clothes when you're on your back, fucking.
Now, get that money before I start to get mad."
Cheryl tried to stand up. Laurie pushed her back to her knees.
"You stay on your fucking knees in my presence, unless I tell you
otherwise. Now crawl, bitch."
Cheryl crawled to get the money. She returned on her knees, and
handed Laurie the rest of the money.
"By the way, do you like getting your ass fucked?"
"If you want me to, I do, mistress."
"Oh boy, do I want you too. But that can wait until later tonight.
Right now you're a fucking mess. Go get cleaned up, and meet me back
at the table."
"Yes, mistress," said Cheryl, as she started to get up.
Laurie placed a hand on Cheryl's shoulder, and pushed her down. "On
your knees, slut. I didn't say you could get up, did I?"
"No, mistress. I'm sorry."
Jeni was horrified by what was happening. She could no longer just
stand by quietly. "Laurie, please let her go. It's not right, what
you're doing."
Laurie reacted with surprise at Jeni's comments. "Fuck you too.
Where do you get off telling me what to do?" Turning back to Cheryl,
she snapped, "Get the fuck out of here. And get cleaned up like I told
you."
"Yes, mistress." Cheryl started to crawl to the door.
"Get off your fucking knees, you cunt. Do you expect to crawl
across the club floor?"
"If you want me to, mistress," was Cheryl's reply.
"Don't back talk me, bitch. Get your ass up, and get out of here."
"Yes, mistress," said Cheryl as she stood. She left the room.
Jeni waited for Laurie to lash out at her. Instead, Laurie went to
sit on one of the boxes. "My god, I can't believe how turned on, all
this mistress stuff makes me. That slut will do anything I tell her.
The feeling of power is a bigger high than my nose candy. And the
money she'll bring in, will keep me in stuff for a long time."
"Just tonight, she made over six hundred bucks. Imagine if she was
properly turned out? I think I might actually like staying with Mixer
this time, with her doing all the work, and me taking all the
benefits." Laurie let out a rather cruel laugh. "And if you open your
mouth to Nicky about all this, I'll see that you spend a night or two
with Mixer too."
"I won't say a thing to Nicky, Laurie. Really I won't. But how are
you going to keep Mixer from telling Nicky?"
"I can handle Mixer. At least for a few days. Then I can tell
Nicky, myself. And when I hand him a grand or two, along with her,
he'll be happier than a pig in shit. But I intend to have my fun
first. When I'm done with that little slut, then she can go."
Laurie motioned for Jeni to follow as she left the room. They
returned to their table. Mixer came over almost immediately.
"What the fuck are you two up to?"
Laurie looked up innocently, and said, "Why do you think we've been
up to something?"
"Don't give me that shit. I know you've been up to something.
There's been an awful lot of activity in that back room tonight. And I
see you keep going in and out. I get a cut of any action in this
place, in case you forgot."
"Hey, there ain't been no action for you to get a cut of. I was
feeling kind of horny, and Jeni and I just went back there to help me
get over it."
"Shit, another fucking cunt lapper. Does Nicky know she goes for
cunt?"
"Sure he does. Matter of fact, it was he who first had her eat me
out this afternoon."
Jeni went red with embarrassment. She didn't like Laurie
broadcasting the fact all over the club.
"Well, just wait until tonight. You won't feel so horny after I get
through with you."
"You ain't kidding there. I have a little surprise for you though.
How would you like to ream the shit out of a cunt lapper tonight?"
Mixer reached over and grabbed one of Jeni's breasts. "You mean
this sweet thing is gonna spend the night with us?"
Laurie reached over and pulled Mixer's hand away. "Are you crazy?
If Nicky caught you doing that, he'd kill you. No, not her. It was
Cheryl I was talking about."
"Cheryl? Well she ain't quite as good as this one, but she'll do.
But how you gonna get her to come. She's got that fucking bull dike
following her around all the time."
"You let me handle that. Just be sure you're around in case I need
you. You better get back to the door. Wouldn't want someone getting
in and not giving you your tip."
"Shit no. I'll see you later." With that Mixer went back to stand
by the door.
Chapter Twenty Three
After Mixer left, Laurie said to Jeni, "That fucking bitch is taking
a long time to get her ass out here. Go check out what she's doing and
tell her to hurry up."
Jeni went to the dressing room. Cheryl wasn't there. She then
checked the washroom. She found Cheryl there, trying to wash herself.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yes, mistress."
"I ain't your mistress. Please don't call me that. Laurie is
getting pretty uptight about how long you're taking. You better hurry
up."
Just before she left the room, Jeni turned to Cheryl and said, "Hey
look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. Really, if there
were something I could do, I would. But she has that picture of me
too. And if my guy ever saw it, I don't know what he'd do. And I
don't want to find out either. I hope you understand."
Cheryl said nothing for a moment. She brushed her hair as she
watched Jeni in the mirror. "You're not much different from me in a
way. We're both caught in something we'd rather went away. And we're
both being forced to do things we would never do otherwise. All we
have to do is walk away. But neither of us has the guts. I think I
feel more sorry for you though. In my own way, I kinda like what
happens to me. But you? You don't even realize what's happening.
Come on, let's go see what the queen bitch has in store for both of
us."
Jeni followed Cheryl as they returned to Laurie, and wondered about
what she said. Jeni found it hard to imagine how anyone could enjoy
being treated like that. And certainly Cheryl was wrong when she said
that the two of them were in the same situation. She wasn't being
forced to do anything she didn't want to.
Well, maybe some of things that Laurie had her do tonight. But that
was only because Laurie had wanted to get back at Cheryl. Jeni was
sure that ordinarily, Laurie would never treat her the way she was
treating Cheryl.
Returning to the table, Jeni sat next to Laurie. Cheryl went to sit
down, but Laurie stopped her. "Get us some drinks!"
"Yes, mistress. But I don't have any money. You took it all. Even
my stake."
"Here, give this back in at the bar. And get us something to drink.
Get yourself one too," Jeni said, handing Cheryl some money.
Laurie started to say something, but didn't. Cheryl returned
quickly with the drinks and sat down. "I didn't say you could sit.
Come here, and kneel in front of me."
"Please, Laurie. Not here in the club. Have a heart, will you?"
pleaded Jeni.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? If you don't watch your mouth,
I'll have you kneel in front of me too. Maybe I should have you eat me
again. You seem to really like doing it."
Jeni couldn't take any more. "Look, I'm not looking to start a
fight, or anything like that. But, I won't have you treat me like
shit. You can show the stupid picture to Nicky, if you want. But I'm
sure that after he finds out what you've been doing, you'll be in more
trouble than me. So get off my back. Stop pretending you're some big
shit, or something. Or I'll call Mixer over, and tell him what you had
going in the back room."
Turning to Cheryl she said, "Sit! You look like a fucking idiot
standing there."
Laurie, speechless, just stared at her. Cheryl answered, "Yes
mistress," and sat next to Jeni.
"I told you not to call me that!" snapped Jeni. Jeni was amazed at
herself. She didn't know what had come over her. She immediately
regretted it. But she couldn't sit there, and allow Laurie to continue
making such a fool of herself.
"Look Laurie, I'm sorry I said that. I won't tell Nicky about
anything. But you have to give me that photo. And you better give me
the money too. Nicky needs it, and we're both have to do our part to
help him out."
Laurie finally found her voice. "Okay, you can have the fucking
picture. But what I do with this slut is my business. I'll give the
money to Nicky myself. But only when I'm good and ready to do so. And
if you open your mouth to him, well you remember what I told you
happened to one of the girls?"
"Don't threaten me. I don't want to be enemies with you. I like
you. As long as you leave me alone and give the money to Nicky, I
won't say anything, I promise. But don't be too hard on Cheryl here,
either."
"I'll do whatever I want with this fucking cunt. She owes me, and
she owes me big. You stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours."
"Okay, I guess I don't have any right to tell you what you should do
about Cheryl. I don't know anything except what you told me. Come on,
Laurie, let's be friends. I really don't want you to hate me."
Laurie, seeing that Jeni wasn't quite as sure of herself, felt she
could lighten up a bit. Jeni was Nicky's latest. From experience,
Laurie knew it wouldn't hurt to at least appear to get along with
whoever Nicky was schooling. It usually meant extra favors from Nicky.
And she didn't mind that at all. As long as Jeni didn't interfere with
what she had planned for the slut.
"Hey, it's okay, Jeni. I guess I just got carried away. I wouldn't
have shown the picture to Nicky, really. Here, you can have it. I
guess we're both tired after all the activity today. And you must be
worse off."
"If you want, we could go into the store room. I'll take care of
you real good. Or maybe you'd rather have Cheryl do you? I know, how
about we both do you good?"
"No. That's not necessary. I just want us to be friends, that's
all. You don't have to do anything."
"But I want to," Laurie said as she placed her hand against Jeni's
covered vagina.
"Please, Laurie, not here."
"Doesn't it feel good?"
"Well yes, it does," said Jeni. She tried to squirm away from
Laurie's probing fingers. "But not here. People can see us."
"Well then, let's go to the room. I just want to taste you again."
"No, really Laurie. Not tonight, okay? I would really like you to
do that. But not tonight. All I want right now is for Nicky to come,
and take me home. I could sleep for a week, I'm so tired."
"Oh, I almost forgot," said Laurie, removing her hand from between
Jeni's legs. "Nicky called while you were on stage the last time. He
said that something had come up, and that he couldn't pick you up. He
said to take a cab."
"But I don't have the key to the apartment. He isn't home at this
hour, usually. How am I suppose to get in the apartment?"
"He realized that. He said I should give you the keys to my place,
as I ain't going to be staying there for a while. He thought it might
be better, seeing as how you're so tired and all. He said he'd stop by
tomorrow to pick you up."
Jeni cursed silently. She had been looking forward to spending the
night with Nicky. But considering how tired she felt, it was probably
just as well that he wouldn't be there tonight.
Laurie went to where she had left her purse, and came back with her
keys. "Make sure you don't make a mess of the place. And you better
take sometime tomorrow to get groceries. I don't have much in the way
of food as I wasn't planning on being there."
Jeni, taking the keys, said thanks. She finished her drink and went
to check out the tables. There were few customers left in the club at
that hour. She wasn't sure if she had to dance again, so went over to
talk to Mixer.
"Hey there sweet ass. Change your mind and decide to spend the
night with Laurie and me?"
"No I didn't. Actually I came over to ask when I can leave. There
aren't many customers left, and there are still a few girls ahead of me
in the rotation."
"What time is Nicky coming to get you tonight?"
"He was suppose to pick me up in about a half hour, but I just found
out that he can't make it. He wants me to take a cab home." Jeni
didn't think it was wise to tell Mixer she wouldn't see Nicky until the
next day.
"You can split anytime you want. Just settle up what you owe me,
and you can get the hell out of here."
Jeni had been keeping her tips separate from the rest of the money
she made that night. She didn't want Mixer to see what she had made
dancing, afraid he would try to get some of it off her. That money was
for her Nicky and no one else. Mixer, taking the money she handed him,
counted it.
"Looks as if you really hustled your ass tonight. You keep up the
good work. I have to admit that I had my doubts about you. But
watching how you handled yourself tonight, both on and off stage, I
have to admit you did pretty good. Don't get yourself a swelled head
about it, but I think Nicky did himself a favor when he suggested that
I let you dance here. Now, get the fuck out of here, before I forget
and grab your sweet ass."
Jeni was surprised by his comments. But she knew better than hang
around. She headed back to the dressing room and changed into her
street clothes. Gathering her belongings, she headed back to where the
girls were sitting.
She overheard Laurie telling Cheryl to call someone and tell them
that she wouldn't be coming home tonight.
"But what should I tell her I'm doing when she asks?" Cheryl asked.
"I couldn't give a fuck. You'll think of something. But you better
figure out something good, cause the bitch is going to have to learn to
live without you from now on. You are mine, and I intend to keep you
around for a while."
Jeni didn't want to hear any more. She said her goodnights and went
to Mixer. "Can you give me a name of a cab company that I can call,
Mixer?"
"Hey don't sweat it. You stay here and I'll have you a cab in no
time." Mixer went to the phone behind the bar, and called a cab.
Fifteen minutes later, Jeni heard a horn outside. It was her cab.
Saying goodnight to Mixer, she left. She gave the driver Laurie's
address, and almost fell asleep on the way there.
When they arrived, she paid the driver. Once in the apartment, she
locked the door behind her and immediately went to the bedroom. She
was so tired, she didn't even remove her make-up, but instead, got into
to bed, and immediately fell asleep.
Chapter Twenty Four
Her Nicky was in bed with her. His hard shaft rubbed against her
stomach, as she begged him to put it inside her. His lips attacked her
tender breasts as her nipples seemed to grow bigger and bigger. Her
hands reached for his cock, trying desperately to stuff it in her
burning cunt.
"Please Nicky. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want you in me. I need
you deep in me. I love you, Nicky. There is nothing I wouldn't do for
you. Please fuck me Nicky."
"Jeni."
She heard him whisper her name in her ear. His lips seemed to brush
against her cheek.
"Please fuck me now, Nicky. I need you."
"Jeni, wake up."
"Please Nicky!"
"Jeni, come on. Wake up. Jeni, it's me, Nicky."
Jeni woke with a start. Nicky sat at the side of the bed, and was
gently shaking her.
"Come on, Jeni. It's time to get up."
Jeni realized that her clothes were a mess. Her hands were buried
in her crotch. She could smell her wetness, and realized that she had
been dreaming. She felt both embarrassment at Nicky finding her like
this, and disappointment that it had only been a dream.
"Oh Nicky," she cried as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders,
drawing him down to her. "I missed you so much. I wanted so much to
spend last night with you. You promised that we would make love, and
then you didn't show."
"Hey, take it easy. First of all, something came up I couldn't
avoid. I really wanted to be with you last night, it being your first
night of work and all. I was concerned how you made out. But when
Laurie told me that you were doing okay, and I couldn't avoid keeping
that other appointment, I figured you could get by without me. I'm
really sorry. But I'm here now, and everything's okay."
Jeni just hugged him tighter. He really had wanted to be with her
last night. It wasn't his fault after all. She kissed him deeply.
He returned her kiss, his hands moving to her breasts. She started
to pull at his clothing. Her hands removed his belt and then his
shirt. She tried to unzip his pants, but couldn't get hold of the
zipper. He stood, and took off his pants. He stood above her, wearing
only his briefs. She sprang to her knees and reached out to him.
"Gee I'm glad to see you're as horny as ever. But before we start
playing, how did you make out last night?"
"I did okay, I guess. Didn't have any trouble." She didn't dare
tell him about Cheryl and Laurie.
"Good. And where's my money? I hope you remembered to bring it
home with you."
"Sure I did. It's right here," she said as she took it out of the
drawer of the night table. Nicky took it, and counted it. He seemed a
bit disappointed.
"I guess for your first night, it ain't too bad. I was hoping for a
bit more. Well, I'm sure you'll do better tonight. The action is
always slow Monday nights."
He laid down next to her and brought his mouth to her breasts. She
tore at her clothing. He took her hands and placed them above her
head.
"Just lie back, and let me," he said, as he gently removed the
clothing from her body. She raised her body several times so that he
could complete his task.
At last, she lay naked before him. He moved until his body was over
her. He slowly rubbed his covered shaft up and down her stomach. She
tried to peel away his briefs, but he turned and thwarted her efforts.
"Let me touch it again, please Nicky," she begged.
"Do you always get this horny after a night of dancing naked? Look,
there really isn't time for me to do you properly. So you'll just have
to do with a little playing. We still have a few things to do before
you go back to the club. I don't know if you realize it, but you slept
almost all day." Nicky moved down her body until his face was between
her legs.
Jeni didn't care what time it was. She just wanted Nicky. She
tried to pull him back on top of her, but she wasn't strong enough.
When she felt his mouth make the first contact against her aching
vagina, her whole body shivered with delight.
She could feel his tongue probing her. She squirmed under his
assault, wishing it was his penis and not his mouth, that was giving
her so much pleasure. She was surprised at how quickly she seemed to
orgasm, but Nicky didn't stop. Again and again, he brought her to the
peak. Again and again, her body convulsed in spasms.
She was no longer aware of anything but his tongue lashing her
clitoris, and the pleasant sensation of wet kisses that ravished her
vagina. At last, she knew what Laurie had meant when she had said it
felt like she was being sucked dry. Screaming out his name, Jeni again
reached the pinnacle, and seemed to hang there for an eternity.
Slowly the world around her returned. She could again feel Nicky
against her skin. Her beating heart seemed to boom like a timpani drum
against her ribs. Her head was spinning, and she was covered with
sweat. She looked down to see Nicky's face grinning up at her from
between her spread legs.
"Think that'll hold you for a while? I have to admit, you sure do
taste like heaven. I hate stopping, but we do have to get our asses in
gear."
Jeni squealed in pain as he pinched her hard on her buttocks.
"Come on, sweet ass, get moving. Hit the showers, and get dressed.
I'll check out the fridge, and see what, if any, food Laurie left.
Can't have you wasting away to nothing, now can we?"
Nicky got off the bed and left the room. Jeni, quite reluctantly,
and with some difficulty, rose from the bed. She stumbled as her knees
seemed suddenly to turn to rubber. Carefully, she made her way to the
bathroom, and started the shower.
She couldn't believe how drained she felt. And she couldn't ever
remember feeling so totally satisfied. "My god," she thought, "if he
can make me feel like this with only his mouth, what would it be like
if we had actually made love?"
She ran the shower hard and hot. The water tumbled down on her, and
she slowly felt her strength return. She leaned against a wall and
allowed the weakness to slowly ebb from her sated body.
"Hey, get a move on in there. We're running late." Jeni, hearing
Nicky, snapped out of her reveries and quickly washed. Jumping out of
the shower, she returned to the bedroom, where she dressed. She went
to the vanity to apply her make-up when Nicky entered the room.
"Forget that shit. You can do it later at the club. Come on. We
still have to hit the store. There ain't sweet fuck all to eat in this
place. We'll grab a bite to eat on the way and I'll drop the food off
here on my way back."
Jeni grabbed her stuff, and followed Nicky out to his car. Nicky
drove first to a grocery store. He and Jeni picked up some food stuff.
As they got back into the car, Nicky said something about making
another stop before they headed for the club.
Chapter Twenty Five
"Where are we going?" Jeni asked.
"Remember how I told you I owed some people money?"
"The money you lost playing cards that night?"
"Yeah. Well the guy I originally lost too, sold my marker, and..."
"Marker? What's a marker?" she asked.
"A marker is an IOU." Seeing she didn't understand, he added, "It's
a kinda note that says I owe the fellow so much money."
"Oh. But if you owed him money, why would he sell it?"
"Sometimes you can't wait for the other person to pay. So you sell
the marker, the note, to someone else. You usually sell it for less
than it's worth. That way the person buying makes money on the deal.
If they didn't, it wouldn't be worth their while."
"I think I understand," Jeni said. "But what does it have to do
with where we're going?"
"If you'll shut up for a minute, I tell you. The person who bought
the marker is in the same kind of business as I am. And she has been
trying to buy me out for a while. She's hoping that I can't pay, so
she can buy me out real cheap."
"She runs an entertainment business like you, too?" Jeni asked.
"An entertainment business? Who said I ran an entertainment
business?"
"Well Laurie said you did."
"She did, did she? And what exactly did she say?"
"She said you had a bunch of girls working for you. Some of them
danced in clubs, like she and I do. Others work for an escort service.
Laurie said she was hoping to work for the escort service cause she'd
make more money that way."
Nicky chuckled. "She always did have a way with words. Yeah, I
guess you could say Mama Belle runs an entertainment service just like
me. Only hers is a lot bigger. And she's been trying to take me over
for a while now."
"Anyways, I have to stop by and pay her some money. I shouldn't
have to pay on the note until Friday, but I don't trust her. So I
thought it would be a good idea to give her something today. And make
sure she gives me until Friday to pay off the rest of the marker."
"Now when we get there, I want you to come in with me," Nicky said.
"Okay. I don't like staying in the car by myself in a strange
neighborhood, anyways."
"Remember when I told you, you didn't have to do anything you didn't
want?"
"Yes," Jeni replied, suddenly feeling unsure.
"Today you get a chance to make that decision. You don't have to
come in there with me. But if you do, you do what you're told, when
you're told. No questions, and no hesitation."
"Please Nicky. You're frightening me."
"Look. It' time you put up or shut up. You keep telling me how
much you love me. And how you'll do anything I ask. Well, now is the
time to prove it. I don't know what will happen. It doesn't matter.
Either you do it, or you don't. If you don't, I'll let you off here.
You can pick up your shit at my place tomorrow."
"Please Nicky. Don't do this. I love you. Really I do. It's just
that, I don't know. I mean it when I say I'll do anything for you.
It's just that I'm afraid of what anything might be."
Nicky pulled the car over to the curb. He turned off the engine,
and turned to Jeni. Taking her face in his hands, he said, "Look, you
mean a lot to me. I wouldn't let anything, or anyone, hurt you. But I
mean it when I say you do what has to be done, when you're told to, or
you get out. It's time you prove to me just how much you really love
me. I don't have time to babysit you any more."
"But what would you expect me to do?"
"What difference does it make? Either you do what you're told to
do, or . . ."
Jeni was frightened. Tears filled her eyes. Why was he being so
mean to her? She didn't know if she could do what Nicky was asking.
Do anything? And not knowing what only made it worse. But when she
thought of her choices, She tried to stop her crying.
Nicky would make her leave him. She'd be back on the street. No
money, no food, no place to stay. She knew she couldn't do that again.
And she did love him. She did want to prove to him just how much she
loved him.
She thought what her life had been before she met him. And how
happy she had been since he had taken her in. And what might happen to
her if he wasn't around to protect her. No matter how frightening it
was, she knew she really didn't have a choice.
"Please Nicky, don't make me leave. I don't want to be without you.
I'll do whatever you want. Just let me stay, please?"
"You say that now. But what happens later?"
"No, I mean it, really I do. I'll do anything you want me to do,"
she sobbed.
"I'd like to believe you. You're really something special for me.
You can't imagine how upset I'll be when you're gone But you're too
young, too squeaky clean. It's probably better you're leaving now."
"My God!" she thought. "He's going to throw me out here." She slid
across the seat to him. She wrapped her arms around him as she kissed
him. She forced her tongue deep in his mouth.
Her hand flew to his crotch and rubbed his penis. He sat there
doing nothing. She unzipped his pants and tried to grab his penis. He
removed her hand from his lap, and roughly pushed her away from him.
"Please Nicky. Don't throw me out. I'll suck you good. Let me
suck you, please? And after, we can make love. You want to make love
to me, don't you?"
He reached out, and wiped the tears from her face. "And if I told
you I wanted you to fuck someone else? If I told you to spend the
whole night with someone like Mixer? You'd still want to stay?"
The thought of spending the night with Mixer scared her. But losing
her Nicky scared her more. "If you want me to do stuff like that, I'll
try. But you said you'd be my first."
"Oh, don't worry, I will be. And it's because you mean so much to
me, I couldn't let someone else break you in. That's a delicacy I
intend to save for myself. But when I tell you to do something, I
expect you to do it without question. Do you think you can do that?"
"Yes. I'll do anything you want me to do. Just don't make me
leave. Please Nicky?" she cried.
"Well maybe I'll give you a chance. But fuck up once, and you're
gone. Come here and give me a kiss."
Jeni pressed her lips to his, her tongue pushing its way deep into
his mouth. He held her tight, returning her passion. The realization
of what she had promised hit her. She would have to do whatever he
wanted, with whoever he wanted. But she would still be his. As long
as she had him, she would do anything.
He again pushed her away. But this time he was gentle. Giving her
a kiss on the cheek, he told her to wipe her face. Jeni took a kleenex
from her purse and tried to wipe away the tears. He took the kleenex
from her hand, and gently cleaned the spots she had missed.
"Now when we go inside, don't say anything unless you're asked
something. And if you're told to do something, do it as if you want
to. I don't expect you'll have to do anything. But if you do, I
expect you to do it as if you like doing it. Understand?"
Jeni nodded her agreement. When Nicky got out of the car, she
quickly followed.
Chapter Twenty Six
They had parked in front of a row of townhouses in an old section of
the city. The buildings looked old, but someone had tried to keep them
up. Nicky climbed the stairs, and knocked on the door. Jeni followed
as close to him as possible, afraid he might leave her alone.
The door opened, and a large black man appeared. "Yeah, whatcha
want?" he asked.
"Need to see Mama Belle," Nicky replied.
"She ain't seein' no one. Come back tonight."
"She'll see me. Tell her Nicky Rossi is here about his marker."
The guy looked hard at Nicky. He moved a bit so he could see Jeni.
She felt naked as his eyes took in her body.
"Who she?" he asked.
"My shadow," Nicky answered. "She goes where I go. And right now I
want to see Mama."
"Wait here," the fellow snapped at Nicky, and shut the door in their
faces.
"Who was he?" Jeni asked.
"Just some ape watching the door. Don't worry, he won't hurt you,"
Nicky said as he put an arm around her.
Before either of them could say anything else, the door opened. The
same guy reappeared, and said, "Must be your lucky day. Mama said
she'd see you." He motioned them to enter, and closed the door behind
them. He led them down a long hall.
They passed several doorways opening on what looked like large
living rooms. Jeni saw at least a dozen girls, sitting around scantily
dressed. The realization that they must be in a whorehouse hit her.
She snuggled as close to Nicky as she could.
They were led to the back of the building where there should have
been a kitchen. Instead they entered a large, well furnished office.
Sitting in a large easy chair, was the biggest woman Jeni had ever
seen. She even made Mixer look small.
"Thank you, Peter. You can leave now," the woman said.
"But maybe I should stay, just in case," he answered, giving Nicky a
cold stare.
"That won't be necessary. Mr. Rossi and his lady friend are only
here on business. Now, go on, and get back to watching the door. I'll
be fine."
As Peter left the room, Mama Belle motioned them to sit. "Peter
said you wanted to see me about your marker? Don't tell me you can't
pay," she said with a smile.
"I hate to disappoint you, but I'll have the money Friday, as
originally promised. Matter of fact, I've just stopped by to prove my
goodwill, and pay you some of it early."
"You can pay me now, or Friday. But don't think you'll get an
extension beyond that."
"I wouldn't even think of it. But by the same token, I didn't want
you to think you needed to change the already agreed upon due date. So
I brought a grand to give you now, and the balance will be here Friday,
as promised."
Nicky offered her an envelope. She took it and glanced inside. She
threw it on the desk by her side, and smiled.
"It's not often I have the pleasure of your company. And I see you
brought along an adorable companion. You will at least have a drink
with me, won't you?"
"We do have an appointment to keep," Nicky replied.
"But surely you'll make time for me?" she said with an edge to her
voice. "We so seldom get a chance to talk."
Jeni felt Nicky tense. And she didn't like the way the woman was
looking at her. She tightened her grasp on Nicky's arm.
"Well, if you insist," Nicky replied. "It has been awhile like you
said. How's business these days?"
Mama Belle pulled a small silver bell from her lap, and rang it.
Returning her attention to Nicky, she said, "Couldn't be better.
Between me and my brother, we've acquired most of the independent
operations already. You're the only major holdout. I still can't
understand why you're being so stubborn. You know I'll pay you more
than the whole stable worth."
"Yeah. But what would I do with all my free time? This way, it
gives me something to keep me out of trouble." Nicky replied with a
grin.
A tall, dark haired girl came running into the room. She was
scantly clad in a tiny bra and bikini panties. Jeni was amazed that
she was able to walk, let alone run, when she noticed the four inch
high heels the girl was wearing.
"I'm sorry, mistress. I was . . ." the girl stammered.
"Fetch us some drinks," Mama Belle snapped.
The girl ran to a table in the corner of the room where several
bottles sat. She quickly poured two drinks and brought them to Mama.
Mama took one from the girl. As the girl turned to bring the other
drink to Nicky, Mama's foot shot out and tripped her. The girl
stumbled forward, the drink flying through the air.
Jeni saw a look of terror flash across the girl's face. She watched
as the girl scrambled on all fours to retrieve the fallen glass.
"Oh, Jasmine. What are we to do with you? You're so clumsy," Mama
Belle said.
Jeni shivered at the coldness in the voice.
"I'm sorry, mistress. I'll clean it. It won't happen again, I
promise."
"Yes dear, you will. But first, you'll get this gentleman a drink.
And this time, ask him what he would like to drink."
"I'll have a scotch," Nicky said before, the girl could ask.
Jasmine ran to the table, and quickly brought Nicky his drink. She
then went to get a towel to wipe up the spilt drink.
"One of your newer recruits?" Nicky asked.
"Unfortunately yes," Mama replied. "Obviously, my brother didn't do
a very good job with her. I guess I'll have to send her back for more
training."
Jasmine reacted as if she had been struck. "No! Please mistress,
don't send me back there. I'll be good. I promise." She scrambled on
her hands and knees to where Mama Belle sat. Jasmine tried to squeeze
her way between the big woman's legs, her hands frantically trying to
push up Mama's dress. "I'll make you happy," she pleaded as she tried
to bury her face in Mama's crotch.
Mama grabbed the girl by the hair, and yanked her face upward.
Still holding Jasmine by the hair, Mama slapped the girl hard across
the face.
"Tell Peter that you'll be going to my brother's tonight," Mama
said, striking the girl again. "And that he is to prepare you for
punishment. I will take care of that as soon as my guests have left."
Jasmine opened her mouth to protest.
"If I hear a sound out of you, your punishment will happen in front
of these people. Now go, before I lose my temper."
Jeni watched as Jasmine seemed to shrink in on herself. All
resistance was gone from the girl.
"Yes mistress," was all Jasmine said. Jeni was reminded of Cheryl
as Jasmine bent over and kissed Mama Belle's foot. The girl slowly got
to her feet and walked out of the room.
"It's so hard to get good help these days," Mama said to Nicky once
the girl had left. "But I see you managed to locate new talent," she
added, indicating Jeni.
"Guess I just have better employee relations than you," Nicky
answered with a chuckle.
Ignoring his taunt, Mama said, "Come here, girl."
Jeni froze. She looked to Nicky for help. He gave her a hard look,
and tilted his head toward Mama, indicating she should do as told.
Jeni still couldn't move. Nicky grabbed her arm and pushed her up from
her seat. Jeni reluctantly walked toward the woman.
"Come child, I won't bite," Mama said. "Let's get a better look at
you. Take off those rags, and come closer."
Jeni glanced back at Nicky. He stared at her impassively. She knew
she could expect no help from him. He had warned her that she might be
asked to do things, things she really didn't want to do. And she had
begged him to let her, regardless of what it might be. She knew what
would happen if she fucked up.
The woman frightened her. "But if I don't do as I'm told, I'll lose
Nicky." And that thought frightened her more. She tried to imagine
herself at the club. She was only stripping like she did on stage.
There really wasn't anything different.
She raised her top over her head. Tossing it back at Nicky, she
then removed her skirt. She stood there, legs slightly apart, waiting
to see what would happen next.
"All of it," Mama said in a hoarse voice. "Take it all off."
Jeni quickly removed her bra and panties. She slowly walked closer
to the woman, gently swaying her hips.
"How much do you want for her?" Mama asked Nicky as her eyes
travelled up and down Jeni's body.
"She's not for sale," Nicky replied.
"I'll cancel your marker in full," Mama offered. "Come closer,
girl," Mama said, almost whispering.
Jeni moved to the side of Mama's chair. Her heart was beating
rapidly, as she fought the terror building inside herself.
"I said she's not for sale. She's more of a rental unit," Nicky
responded.
"I don't care. I want her. Leave her with me, and I' pay you
double the going rate. Hell, name your price, I've just gotta have
her," Mama said as she reached out and cupped one of Jeni's breasts.
Jeni was sure her heart had stopped. She wanted to run from the
room, screaming. Instead, she did nothing. Mama ran her hand down
Jeni's body until it came to rest at her vagina. Jeni felt sick to her
stomach as the woman's finger separated her nether lips.
Jeni felt hands wrap around her, and realized that Nicky had come up
behind her. She leaned back against him, wishing the woman would stop
touching her. Nicky nuzzled his lips against her neck, as his hands
gently fondled her breasts.
Mama was now using both hands on Jeni's vagina. She had separated
the vaginal lips and revealed Jeni's clit. One finger slipped into her
vagina as the other rubbed her clit lightly.
Despite her fear, Jeni found herself reacting to the hands teasing
her body. She leaned back against Nicky as she thrusted her hips
closer to Mama. A soft moan of frustration escaped her lips.
"She is a hot one. And so fresh," Mama said, taking her hands from
Jeni. "Are you sure you can't make her available for me?"
"Sorry, Mama. But she's kinda private stock right now," Nicky
replied.
"What a shame," Mama said wistfully. "But when you go public with
her, you won't forget your poor Mama, will you?"
"Can't make any promises," Nicky chuckled. "But I'll keep you in
mind, when and if. I really appreciate you taking time to see us, but
we do have that appointment to keep."
Nicky pulled Jeni away from Mama, and indicated that she should get
dressed. She pulled her clothes on as fast as possible, and was
relieved when they finally left that horrid woman.
Chapter Twenty Seven
When they returned to the car, Nicky started laughing. "Not bad,
kid. Not bad at all. You had Mama eating out of your hand. That
should teach the old bitch to mess around with Nicky Rossi."
"Gotta admit, you did pretty good back there. Maybe you'll work out
after all. Though you did have me worried there for a moment when I
had to push you off the chair. But when you started stripping, I had
to bite my tongue to stop from laughing. The way Mama's eyes nearly
popped out when you wiggled that cute ass of yours.
"You performed a hell of a lot better in there then you did
yesterday. Shit, the way you shoved your cunt up against her, and that
little moan. You showed a lot more enthusiasm then you did when you
sucked me off in the car yesterday."
Jeni only half heard what he was saying. Her mind was reeling.
Nicky had said that he and that woman were in the same business. It
didn't take much to realize that the girls in that house back there,
were prostitutes, whores. That meant that the girls working for Nicky
were prostitutes too.
She thought of Nicky's comments to her before they had gone into
that place. "Today you get a chance to make that decision . . . It's
time you put up or shut up . . . Either you do what you're told to do,
or . . . You're too young, too squeaky clean . . . And if I wanted you
to fuck someone . . . Fuck up once, and you're gone."
She remembered others saying she was "one of Nicky's girls." What
had Mama Belle called her? New talent? And Nicky had called her a
"rental unit." "My God," she thought, "he wants me to be a whore. His
whore." A knot of fear grew deep inside her.
Nicky noticed she was upset, but said nothing. Jeni became more and
more agitated thinking about it, until she couldn't take it any more.
"I can't do it, Nicky," she cried out. "I'm sorry. I know I said
I'd do anything for you. But I can't do that. Even if it means that I
have to leave."
"Hey, slow up, will you? What the hell is wrong now? Who said
anything about you leaving? And what can't you do? I haven't asked
you to do anything."
"But you said . . . That woman back there . . ." Jeni stammered,
her thoughts confused.
"Calm down, will you? I don't know what's gotten you so upset, but
try to calm down so we can talk about it. Take a couple of deep
breaths and start at the beginning."
Jeni did as she was told and tried to organize her thoughts. Seeing
her relax a bit, Nicky said, "Okay. Now let's start over. What the
hell is the matter?"
"Those girls back there in that house," Jeni said, trying to keep calm.
"Yeah, what about them?" Nicky asked.
"They were prostitutes, weren't they? And they worked for that
woman, Mama Belle?"
"Yeah. So?"
"But you said you were in the same business as she was. And that
means the girls working for you are prostitutes too. I can't do that,
Nicky. No matter how much you want me to, I just can't. I can't be
your whore."
Nicky started laughing. "Is that's all that's bothering you? You
think I want you to turn tricks for me?"
"You don't?" Jeni asked, confused.
"Have I asked you to?"
"No. But you did say that you might ask me."
"When did I say that? I never asked you to sell yourself."
"But before . . . when we going into that horrible place . . ."
"Yeah? And what exactly did I say?"
"You asked if I'd fuck someone if you asked me to."
"I don't remember asking you to turn tricks for me. We were talking
about how much you said you loved me and how you'd do anything to prove
that love. But I never said anything about you being a whore."
"But I thought. I mean if the girls working for you are . ."
"First of all, let's get a few things straight. Only some of the
girls working for me do stuff like that. I have several businesses.
The girls working at the club? They just work there. They don't turn
tricks."
"Okay, so maybe some of the girls move from one business to the
other. But they don't do both. And they decide which one they want to
work for. No one working for me ever does anything they don't want to
do."
"And besides, you don't work for me. We're helping one another out.
You needed some place to stay, and I needed help to get some cash real
quick. You know you can leave anytime you want."
Jeni heart skipped a beat hearing Nicky talking about her leaving.
"But I thought we had something else," Nicky added, "something
special between us. You said you loved me. I thought our relationship
was more than just a working one. Or even one of convenience. You're
pretty special to me. I'd really hate to see you leave."
Jeni's heart swelled when he said she was special. No one had ever
said that to her before. Not her mother, or even Bobby. He did love
her. And she loved him. God, did she love him. She didn't want to
imagine what life would be like without him.
But still, he had told that woman, she was a rental property, hadn't
he? What else could he have meant, if he didn't expect her to do, what
had he called it, turn tricks?
"But you said back there I was a rental unit?" she asked, afraid of
his response.
"Oh, so that's what started all this? I only said that to get back
at the bitch. I didn't mean it. You know I'd never allow you to do
something you really don't want to do. Right now, you working at the
club to help me out. After that, we'll see. If you want to work for
me, that's okay. But you decide what it is you want to do, not me."
Jeni felt relief. Her Nicky loved her. And he didn't want her to
be his whore. He wanted her to be herself. He only wanted whatever
she wanted.
"I'm sorry Nicky. I guess I was acting kinda stupid. It was just
that, I don't know. First there was our conversation, and then finding
out about Mama and her business. I guess I thought that . . ."
"I've told you before, you only get your ass in a sling when you
start thinking. All you have to do is what you're told. I'll do the
thinking for both of us. That way we won't have another
misunderstanding like this one. But enough of this shit. How about
coming over here and giving me a kiss?"
Jeni moved closer to him and tried to kiss him on the lips.
"Shit, watch that. Are you trying to get us killed? I can't see
where the hell I'm going with your face in my way."
Jeni satisfied herself with kissing his ear and neck. Nicky put an
arm around her and gave her a gentle squeeze. Jeni couldn't remember
when she felt this happy before.
"Would it really be that difficult for you to do stuff like that for
me?" Nicky asked, giving her another squeeze.
Jeni stiffened in his arm. She tried to pretend she hadn't heard
what he had asked.
"Well, would it?" he asked, glancing at her.
"Please Nicky. Don't ask me to do that. I couldn't."
"I'm not asking you to do anything. I just wanted to know why you
think you can't do it."
"But I couldn't. It's so disgusting. Selling your body for money."
"But you want me to make love to you, don't you?"
"It's not the same. And yes I want to make love to you. I love
you. But to do it for money? I just couldn't."
"You like sex, don't you? Okay, I admit you ain't fucked. But
you've sucked cock. And you ate pussy. You didn't mind doing that."
"I only did those things for love. I didn't sell myself. There's a
big difference."
Jeni thought about what she had done with Cheryl the previous night.
She had sold herself for money. But she only did it because she was
afraid to lose Nicky. And she loved Nicky. So she really did it out
of love.
"Help me out here," Nicky said. "I'm having trouble understanding.
You only do stuff like that because of love, right?"
"Yes," Jeni answered.
"Okay. I can understand that. What you and I did was because you
loved me. Like what you did with that boyfriend of yours. And I can
see why you went down on Laurie when I asked you to. Again, you did it
because you loved me, and I asked you to. Right?"
"Yes," she replied, feeling unsure of herself, and afraid of where
Nicky was leading with these questions.
"Do you love Laurie, too?"
"No," Jeni answered, surprised by the question. "I like her.
She's been a lot of help. But I don't love her." Jeni realized too
late what Nicky was driving at.
"But if you only do stuff out of love, and you don't love her, how
do you explain why you ate her again when I wasn't even around? You
can't say you did it because you love me."
Jeni didn't know what to say. He was right. She didn't do what she
had done with Laurie for love. Why had she done it? She had wanted so
much for Laurie to like her. She had sold her body for friendship.
But that was almost like doing it for money, wasn't it?
"C'mon, don't clam up on me now," Nicky snapped at her. "Explain to
me how you could do that, yet still say you only do it for love."
"I dunno," she answered, her mind trying to sort out the confusion
she felt. "We were talking about you making love to me," she lied,
hoping he wouldn't realize it. "And I got all hot thinking about it.
It just kinda happened."
"So what you're telling me is that I have to worry about you
cheating on me all the time. You get so hot thinking about me, you'll
have sex with anyone who's handy?"
"No! That's not it at all," Jeni protested.
"It's not? But you just said you only did it because you got hot
thinking about me. Were you thinking about me back at Mama's, when you
got turned on by her hand on your cunt?"
"But you told me to do it." she replied.
"I did? When?"
"You told me to do what I was told. And to do it as if I liked
doing it. I was only trying to make you happy."
"Why don't you cut the bullshit, and admit you simply like to get
turned on. You're just a selfish little cunt who's only interested in
her own pleasure."
"No! Please Nicky. You're twisting my words. I'm not like that,"
she cried, tears filling her eyes.
"You're not? Then explain to me why you had such trouble going down
on Laurie the first time I asked you? It wasn't until after I started
playing with your cunt and tits, turning you on, that you really tried
to do her right. And afterward, when you got all hot, you just had to
do her again, didn't you?"
"You were turned on by what I did to you earlier, back in the
apartment, weren't you? And you got turned on at Mama's with all those
hands on your body. Yesterday, it turned you on to suck my cum from
Laurie's mouth. Well, didn't it?"
"Yes. But that's not why I . . ."
"And you got turned on sucking me off yesterday too, didn't you?"
"Yes. But please Nicky. You don't understand. I just wanted to .. ."
"When are you going to admit you only do this shit because you like
it. Because all you do is think about yourself. You like sex. You
want it, because it makes you feel good. You don't give a shit about
anyone else. You don't love me. You just love what I do to your
body."
"That's not true. I do love you. You got to believe me, Nicky."
"Shit! You not only lie to everyone around you, you lie to
yourself. C'mon, admit it. You like the sex."
"Okay, maybe I do. But I still love you. Even if you never touched
me again, I'd still love you. You got to believe me. Please Nicky."
"But that's your problem. You get so wrapped up in yourself, in
your own satisfaction, you can't even think about the other person."
"That's not true. I try. I really do. Like yesterday, I really
tried to do you good. I wanted to make you happy. I don't understand
why you got mad at me."
"No you didn't," he replied. "You just wanted to satisfy yourself.
You weren't really trying to do anything for me. I could tell you were
getting excited by what you were doing, and that's good. But you
forgot the most important part."
"I did? But I was trying real hard to make you come. I really
wanted to make you feel good, really I did."
"You may have thought you did. But what you were really after was
your own gratification. You sucked my cock because you found it
exciting. Not because you were trying to get me hot. You talked dirty
because it turned you on. Not because you were trying to make me cum."
"I was turned on by both your mouth and your words, originally. But
once I saw that you were trying to turn yourself on more than you were
me, I lost it. You have to learn to become more detached. You need to
make sure the person you're doing is getting off before you worry about
yourself."
"I didn't realize I was doing that," Jeni said peevishly.
"Did you like this afternoon?" he asked.
"Oh yes. You just kept getting me off better each time. I still
can't believe the number of times I came."
"Now there's the difference between what you do, and what should be
done."
"I don't understand. You went down on me just like I did to you."
"No. You still don't see it, do you? I did nothing else but eat
you. But I focused all my attention on that one thing. I didn't care
what I got out of it. I was simply there to make you come. To bring
you to completion. I didn't matter, except as the tool that made you
explode. I didn't use anything but my mouth and tongue. I touched
nothing but your cunt. And I didn't stop as soon as you came the first
time. I continued until you had nothing left in you. Not once did I
worry about myself."
Jeni considered what Nicky said. It was true that each time she had
been brought to climax by him, he asked nothing in return. She, on the
other hand was more turned on by her excitement, and didn't pay much
attention to what he was feeling. Again, she realized that it was her
selfishness that got in the way of her making him happy.
She needed to learn to be as unselfish as he was. To ignore her
desires, needs, and totally immerse herself in giving him satisfaction.
She promised herself that the next time, she'd show him that she could
do it. She'd show him just how much she loved him, and wanted him to
be happy. She slid closer to him, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry Nicky. I never realized how selfish I was being. I
promise that the next time, I'll be better."
"Actually, what you need is to do it to someone you're not as
involved with. That way you could learn to concentrate on what you
were doing, and not get all sidetracked by your feelings."
"Nicky! I couldn't do that. That's disgusting. How could you even
suggest it? What you must think of me."
"Even if I wanted you to?"
"Please, Nicky. Don't tease me like that."
"I asked you if you would do it if I wanted you to? Well, would
you?"
"Nicky, stop it. I don't like it when you talk like that."
They had stopped at a traffic light, and Nicky reached over and
grabbed her by the hair. "I want an answer now. Would you suck
someone else's cock if I asked you to?"
"Please Nicky, don't ask me that. It makes me feel . . ."
"There you go again, thinking only of your own feelings. Don't
think how I might feel. Don't think how it would turn me on to see you
do whatever I ask you to do. Don't even think that we could make extra
money that way, and that I could pay off my debts faster. No, don't
think about anyone else but yourself. You disgust me!"
He shoved her away from him as the light changed. The tires
squealed as he raced down the road. Jeni sat there, feeling confused
and frightened. She didn't understand Nicky. One moment, he was so
tender, so loving. The next, well, it was like he had turned into some
kind of monster.
Demanding that she do all sorts of crazy things. Wicked things.
Things that disgusted her. But she was thinking about her feelings
again. What about his? He was right. She did spend too much time
worrying about how she felt, and not enough about how he was feeling.
How could she expect him to realize just how much she was in love
with him, when she seldom took the time to show him? Seldom worried
about how he was feeling. Seldom thought about what she could do for
him, rather than what he could do for her.
She had to learn not to question. She realized now that he was
simply testing her. Trying to determine if she was worth his trust,
his affection.
Nicky drove, never looking at her. It was as if he was alone in the
car. She slid closer to him, wanting somehow to show him she was sorry
for being so inconsiderate.
"Get away from me," he snarled at her.
"Please Nicky, I'm sorry."
"Fuck, that's all you ever are. You're always sorry. You ain't
worth fuck all. You just suck the affection from anyone you can. You
never give, you just take."
"That's not true. I've given you everything I can," she pleaded.
"I don't know what else you want. You want me to suck cock? I'll suck
it. I'll suck all you want, Nicky, but please don't act that way to
me."
"You're only saying that so I don't throw your ass out on the
fucking street where I found you. You always agree after putting me
through hell. You never agree to anything without an argument. You
always make it seem as if you're doing me the favor. Never that it is
something you really want to do for me, just something you decided to
let me have, after you put me through the wringer. I don't need shit
like that."
Jeni was taken back by the venom in his voice. He was mad at her
again. She screwed up again. Somehow, no matter how hard she tried to
make him happy, she seemed to only push him further away.
"Nicky, I don't know how to make you happy. I don't want to upset
you. I really do want to do those things that will make you happy.
Things that will prove I really do love you, just for you, not for what
you give me. If you want me to suck cock, I want to. Not because I'm
afraid that you'll throw me out. I am afraid that you'll do that. But
that ain't why I want to do it. I want to show you just how much your
love means to me. Please Nicky, give me another chance."
"I don't know. You've played with me too often, for me to fully
trust you. You're really serious about sucking cock if I asked?"
"Yes, I am."
"What if I asked you to fuck someone? Would you do it, with no
questions asked?"
"Well, I . . . er . . ."
"I knew it. All talk."
"Please Nicky. Give me a chance. I wanted you to be the first.
But if you really want me to make love to someone else, I would. Yes,
for you, I'd do anything you want."
"I didn't say anything about making love to someone. I asked if
you'd fuck them. Besides, no one gets your cherry but me. But if I
wanted you to fuck someone, or for that matter, if I wanted you to fuck
a lot of someones, would you?"
Without hesitating, Jeni answered, "Yes, Nicky."
"If I asked you to turn tricks for me, would you? Not for the
money, but because you want to show me how much you love me, how much
you want to do whatever makes me happy?"
"If that's what I have to do, I'll do it. I can't live without you,
Nicky. I don't want to live without you. I'll do whatever I have to,
to make you love me."
"Even be my whore?"
Realizing she had no choice any more, she hung her head in defeat,
and whispered, "Yes."
"What was that? I can't hear what you're saying."
"Yes," she replied a little louder.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, I'll be your whore, if that's what you want."
"But what do you want? What do you want to do?"
"I want you. And if the only way I can have you is to be your
whore, than that's what I'll be."
"But do you want to my whore?"
"Yes. I want to be your whore. Please Nicky. Don't make me beg."
"And are you willing to prove it? Are you willing to be a whore for
me mow, if I ask?"
"Right now? Here?" she asked.
"Yes here. And now. But you don't have to, if you don't want to.
But I thought you might finally want to show me how much you want to do
what I want. Show me how much you really do love me.
"Oh, Nicky. I do love you. And I do want to prove to you just how
much. But . . ."
"Hey, forget it. Again, all you can think about is yourself."
"No. I want to do it. I really do. It's just that . . ."
"Never mind. You say you want to, but you don't mean it. I should
have known better."
"No! Please Nicky, let me do it. I want to be your whore. I want
to prove it now. Anyway you want me to."
"You sure? You're not just saying it, but really want to do it?"
"Yes, I really want to. Please let me. Please Nicky?"
"Okay, get in the back seat and take off your clothes."
"What? You want to make love to me now? Here?"
"Who the fuck said anything about making love? I want you to get
back there, and take off your clothes. I want to see how good you can
be as a whore, my whore. Now move! Show me how you'll do anything I
want, without questions, without an argument."
Jeni quickly climbed over the seat and removed her clothing. She
could see Nicky watching her in the rear-view mirror. Nicky slowed the
car and pulled over to the curb. He put the car in park and turned to
face Jeni.
"See that old bum standing in the doorway there? I want you to call
him over here and offer yourself to him. Show me you can be a whore.
My whore."
"I want you to play with your cunt so he can see you doing it. I
want you to look at him as if you can't wait to have his cock between
your legs. I want you to get him hot. I want you to make him cum like
he never did before in his life."
"I want you to show me that you can care for someone else's
satisfaction, and not your own."
Chapter Twenty Eight
Jeni wasn't certain what to do. She wanted to prove to Nicky she
would do anything he wanted. But the old guy looked as if he hadn't
bathed in a year. Could she do something like that with a total
stranger? With Nicky, no problem. Even with that guy, Paul, at the
club last night. He wouldn't be too bad. But this old man?
"Go on, call him over. Let him see your tits."
Jeni didn't dare hesitate any longer. "Hey mister, come here a
minute, will you?"
The old guy, seeing Jeni naked in the window, ran over to the car.
The smell of him was overpowering, she nearly choked. "You wanted me,
miss?"
Jeni looked back at Nicky, only to see him coldly watching her.
"Sure do. I thought you might like to fuck me."
"Shit, lady. I ain't never had an offer like that. I dunno, what
with your boyfriend sitting there. Somehow it don't seem right."
Nicky spoke. "Don't worry about me. The little lady is feeling
awfully horny right now, and I'm kind of tired out. If you have the
money, you can climb right in the back seat there with her, and enjoy
yourself."
"Money? You got to be crazy if you think I have enough money to
afford anything as sweet as her."
"How much you got?" Nicky asked. The old guy looked around to see
if anyone was watching them. "Well, I do have some money. About
twenty and change."
"Too bad. She costs a hell of a lot more than that. But tell you
what. For twenty, she'll play with your cock while she finger-fucks
herself. What do you say?"
The old guy looked uncertain until Nicky added, "And you can feel
her tits all you want, while she's doing you. So what do you say?"
The guy couldn't pull his money out fast enough. Throwing a twenty
on the front seat near Nicky, he reached into the car and grabbed at
Jeni's breasts. Jeni was revolted by his touch and nearly pulled away.
Nicky whispered to her, "Remember, the other person, not yourself."
Jeni timidly reached her hand out the car window and started to
massage the man's penis through his filthy pants. She felt him get
hard almost immediately. She placed her other hand on her vagina and
started to play with herself.
The old man started moaning, and rubbed his crotch harder against
her hand. His hands pulled and squeezed her breasts until she thought
she would scream with the pain.
"Let him know how much pleasure you're getting, baby. Tell him how
good it feels. Tell him how you wish you had his hard hot cock buried
deep in your wet cunt. Go on, talk to him, baby," Nicky whispered to
her.
Jeni realized what Nicky was asking her to do. She started talking
to the old guy, telling him how she just wished she could feel his cock
in her, How she wanted to suck it and then shove it, all hard and wet,
deep in her burning slit. How the thought of his cock just made her so
hot. Could he smell her cum? She could, and it only made her want him
more.
Jeni refused to think about what she was doing. She knew if she
did, she would scream, or be sick. But she had asked Nicky to do this,
and she would show him that she could. There was no way that she would
allow herself to think about how sick this was.
She inserted her finger deep in her vagina. Remembering how Paul
had reacted at the club the night before, she didn't feel quite as bad
doing it here and now. It was Paul's face she saw as she began to
talk.
"Oh god, that feels good. Like a big hard cock, deep inside me. I
can feel my cunt getting wet. I wish I had a big cock instead. One
like yours, that would go in and out, spreading tight my hot wet cunt.
I want your cock to fuck me, and make me cum."
The old guy stood there staring at Jeni as she continued to finger
herself. She was rubbing his crotch real hard and he had to lean
against the car to stay upright.
"Okay, that's enough," said Nicky.
"But you can't stop now, I'm almost there," the old guy cried.
"Sorry about that pal, but again, you got what you paid for."
"But please, you can't leave me like this. Look I have this watch.
It's real gold. Gotta be worth a couple hundred. Just let her finish
me off with her hands, please?"
Nicky reached over and took the watch. He turned it over and then
threw it on the front seat. "Give me the rest of the money."
The old guy threw what little money he had left onto the front seat.
Nicky turned to Jeni and said, "Unzip him and finish him off. And be
quick about it, we don't have all day."
Jeni unzipped the guy's pants. She reached in and found the hard
cock. She didn't really have much room to play with it through his
clothes, but she did the best she could.
The old guy seemed to turn red in the face and let out a soft moan
as he came. His hot cum covered Jeni's hand as she continued to pump
him hard. The fellow sank to his knees, and she heard him say, "Oh
thank you, thank you."
Nicky started the car, and pulled away from the curb. Jeni still
couldn't let herself think about what she had just done. She grabbed
her clothes and climbed into the front seat. She started rummaging
through the glove compartment.
"What are you looking for?" asked Nicky.
"A kleenex, or rag. Something. My hand is covered in his cum."
"Lick it off."
Jeni turned in horror to stare at Nicky. She hadn't really heard
him say that, did she?
"Lick it!" he ordered
Her eyes locked on his in the rear-view mirror as she slowly brought
her hand to her mouth. Her tongue slipped from her mouth, and started
to lick it.
"Just think it's mine. Like yesterday, suck it all off. I want to
hear how it turns you on. I want to hear how excited you feel as you
suck my cum off your hand."
Jeni could no longer look Nicky in the eyes. She closed hers and
continued to lick the sticky, foul tasting stuff from her hand.
"I don't hear anything. You are excited, aren't you?"
Jeni started talking. "God, I love this stuff. To think it came
from your hard hot cock. It tastes so good and makes me feel so sexy.
I wish you had cum all over me. All over my face. I wish you had just
cum and cum, so I could live off this sweet stuff forever. God, it
turns me to jelly, thinking about your hard cock. Wanting it deep
inside my burning cunt." At last she was done.
"You did pretty good, there. And we made a few bucks besides. I
should be able to get at least seventy-five, maybe a hundred, for the
watch. All in all, not a bad afternoon."
Jeni didn't know what to say, so sat there silent.
"Hey, you okay? You're not going to be sick, or anything like that,
are you?"
"No, I'm okay, I guess. It's just that I feel so dirty."
"There you go again. Always thinking about how you feel. The hell
with what I'm feeling right now. Fuck, you never change, do you? I
don't know why I put up with your shit all the time."
"Maybe I am selfish at times," Jeni replied, feeling angry. "But
what could you possibly be feeling right now, that would make me feel
better about what I did? I didn't do it because I liked what I did. I
did it for you. I have a right to feel lousy about myself, if I want."
"You can feel anything you want. You only ever worry about your
feelings anyways. The fact that I am sitting here, totally turned on.
Wanting to fuck the living shit out of you. That doesn't matter a
fuck. No, we just worry about little miss fuck-up, don't we."
"You're tuned on by what I did? How could you? That's sick."
"Sick? What the fuck are you talking about. How else should I
feel. I just sat there and watched you show how much you really love
me. To have done what you did, simply because I wanted you to."
"Of course, I'm horny as hell. Knowing if you did that, there's
nothing you wouldn't do. And all because you love me so much. I'm a
really lucky guy. I just wish you would realize what you mean to me.
You may not like what I ask you to do, but you do it simply because you
love me. I can't think of anything that can be more meaningful than
that."
Jeni felt her heart swell. She did love Nicky, and now she was sure
he realized it. She knew what she had done was worth it, if it proved
her love for Nicky. And he was right, there was nothing she wouldn't
do for him to prove it again.
"The only thing that would be a greater turn on than that, would be
if you liked it. Liked doing it because you knew I get turned on by
seeing you do it. No matter how low, degrading or disgusting. Knowing
that you really wanted to show me how much love you really had for me.
You enjoying it because you knew that it made me feel good, and that
you felt good about that.
"I don't know, Nicky. I know I'll do whatever you want, whenever
you want me to. I do love you. And I am ready to prove it a thousand
times. But to like doing something like that. I ain't sure I can.
But I'll try, really I will."
"I guess I'll have to settle for that for now. I'll just have to
have some patience with you. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you really do
love me after all. Maybe it's just you don't know how to express it
fully yet."
Jeni felt her heart expand. It was with real disappointment, when
she realized they had arrived at the club. She didn't want Nicky to
leave her now. She just wanted to stay with him and share her feelings
with him. She put her clothes back on.
"Nicky, do you really have to leave now? Maybe we can go somewhere,
just the two of us? I could take care of that lump in your pants."
"Hey, come on, you've got work to do, remember? I still need the
money. Matter of fact, I was wondering if there was something that you
could do to increase the amount you've been taking in."
"Well, I did as much as I could last night. I'll just have to
hustle harder tonight."
"I guess if that's the best you can do, I can't really ask much
more, now can I? Just that I was hoping that you would be bringing in
more. It means that you'll have to work a bit longer at the club than
we originally planned."
"Well maybe there is something I could do."
"Yeah, and what's that? I don't want you doing something that makes
you feel bad. I can wait."
"I could work the back wall, like the other girls do."
"You mean the touch and feel routine? I couldn't ask you to do
that."
"But I want to, Nicky. It would be for you. Like what I did with
that old guy. It won't be that bad, I'm sure. And I would be doing it
for you."
"Well if you really mean it. Oh Jeni, I would be lost without you.
Come on, I want to check in, and see how Laurie is doing."
Chapter Twenty Nine
Nicky left the car and headed to the club. Jeni gathered up her
stuff and ran after him. They entered the club, to find it empty of
customers. Jeni looked at the clock behind the bar and saw that they
were early. Betsey was behind the bar, cleaning glasses. Mixer was
sitting with Cheryl and Laurie at one of the tables.
Saying hello to Betsey, Nicky made a beeline to where the others
sat. Jeni had to run to keep up.
"Hey gang. How's everyone today?" Nicky greeted the group.
"Fucken-A man," was Mixer's reply.
"You're in an awfully good mood. I guess Laurie took real good care
of you last night?"
"Fuck Laurie. It was Cheryl. If I had known you had her tucked
away like that, I'd . . ."
"Cheryl? She ain't one of mine. What the fuck are you talking
about?"
"She ain't? But Laurie said . . ."
"Er . . . Nicky, I can explain. Sort of," Laurie volunteered.
"Anytime you feel like it, sweetheart, just jump in here and
enlighten us," said Nicky, his voice dripping with forced sweetness.
"Well you see, I kinda recruited her last night and . . ."
"I think we need to handle this shit behind closed doors. You don't
mind if we use the office, do you, Mixer?"
"Me? It's okay with me. I wouldn't mind tagging along though."
"Please join us. I want to hear your part in all of this too. And
Jeni, I think you might learn something, so I think you better come
along too."
"What about me," asked Cheryl, timidly.
Nicky looked at her. "Seeing as you work for me now, or so I'm led
to believe, you can come too."
Nicky turned and made for the office. Jeni followed right behind
him. Entering the office, he sat on the edge of the desk. Mixer
entered, and sat on one of the chairs against the side wall. Nicky
motioned Jeni to stand by his side. When she did, he wrapped an arm
around her, giving her a gentle squeeze. Jeni could feel the tension
in his body, and was frightened.
She was sure she hadn't done anything wrong in all of this, except
for maybe not telling him about it. But still she had seen him when he
was mad, and she definitely didn't want to be on the receiving end
again.
Laurie and Cheryl entered the office at the same time. Nicky
motioned Cheryl to sit by Mixer. He told Laurie to shut the door.
After she did, he motioned her to come to where he and Jeni were.
"Look, Nicky. You don't have to get all upset. I did pretty good.
Hell, wait 'til you see the money we made last night. You're gonna . .."
As Laurie came near, Nicky slapped her hard across the face. The
force of the blow knocked her to the floor. "Get off your fucking ass,
and come here," he ordered in a quiet voice. His arm squeezed hard
around Jeni's shoulders, but she dared not say anything.
Laurie picked herself up, and slowly approached Nicky again. Nicky
sat there looking calm and collected. But again as Laurie came into
reach, his hand shot out and caught her across the mouth. Again,
Laurie fell to the floor.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? What gave you the right to
recruit anyone? I do the recruiting around here. Now, tell me the
whole story. And if you lie, I'll make sure you can't do anything for
an awfully long time. Now talk, you fucking bitch!" Nicky reached
down, and grabbing Laurie by her hair, pulled her into a standing
position.
"Please Nicky, I only did it for you."
Nicky gave her hair a vicious twist, and speaking in an almost
whisper, said, "Lie to me again, and I'll take a fucking blow torch,
and cram it up your fucking cunt, flame and all."
"Please Nicky, I'm telling you the truth. I knew you needed money
bad. And seeing as I was out of commission, and little Miss Virgin
over there, was only bringing in spare change, I figured you could use
the extra money."
"Okay, I'll let that pass for now. Tell me how it was that she
spent the night with Mixer, and not you."
"But I did spend the night at his place."
"That ain't what I meant, and you know it."
"Well, I thought it would be a good break-in session for her, and .. ."
Nicky gave her hair another yank. "You really want to get me angry,
don't you?"
"No, Nicky, please. It was just that she was more than willing to
take him on. And he seemed to want her more than me. So I figured,
what the hell."
Nicky looked to Mixer for confirmation. "She's telling it like it
is. I already knew what she was like. But I never tried Cheryl here.
And I couldn't believe it when she practically begged me to do her
again. Hell, I ain't ever known a woman that could take my kind of
loving and beg for more. All Laurie ever did was cry and beg me to
stop. After awhile, that can take all the fucking fun out of it."
Laurie looked quite relieved once Mixer backed up her story. Nicky
smiled and said,"Well, that was your second strike."
"But you heard him, Nicky. They wanted each other. I was like the
odd man out."
"But you didn't do what I told you to do. That was your second
mistake. The first was recruiting her without my knowledge. But don't
let me stop you from digging your grave deeper. Tell me how you
managed to get her to do all this. And where is this fucking money you
mentioned."
Laurie quickly reached into her waistband and brought out a thick
roll of bills. "Here, look. It's all there, I swear. Almost six
hundred. Not bad for a single night, huh?"
Nicky took the money, and counted it. He handed it to Jeni, and
asked, "And what did she do for all that?"
"Well, I had her work the back room. I drummed up business, and
sent it back to her. Mostly blow jobs. But several paid for a quicky.
The rest of the money is her drink, tips and dance money from last
night."
"You took all her money? Now, why would she give it to you? I
suspect that you're not telling me everything."
"Well, it all started when she got the hots for Jeni there. Seems
she offered to pay, if Jeni went down on her."
Nicky turned to Jeni and asked, "That true? And did you?" Jeni
answered yes.
"And did she pay you?" Again Jeni shook her head yes.
"How much?"
"A hundred. Actually, she paid Laurie a hundred, and Laurie gave me
fifty."
"And what happened to that fifty?"
"It was part of the money I gave you this afternoon."
"I thought you said you couldn't sell yourself?" he asked.
Jeni cringed under his hard stare. "I only did it to help Laurie.
I didn't mean to cheat on you."
"Did you enjoy it? Did it turn you on?"
"No. It didn't turn me on. Actually, I was afraid. But . . ."
Turning to Cheryl, he asked, "Was she any good?"
"God, yes," Cheryl answered. "Even if I did pay more than the going
rate, she was well worth it."
"Good girl." he said to Jeni, as he kissed her cheek. "You might
just work out okay. And you didn't try to cheat me out of my money.
Unlike some other bitch. But why did she pay Laurie and not you?"
"Well, I guess because Laurie arranged it. Laurie told me how it
would really help you, and as I had already done her, it wouldn't be
anything different. I didn't mean to do anything wrong, really I
didn't."
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not mad at you. Actually I'm kind of pleased
that you'd do that for me. And here I was thinking how selfish you
were. I guess I may have been wrong about you, after all."
Jeni felt pleased at his praise. She knew she had made Nicky happy.
And she felt happy because of it.
Turning to Laurie, Nicky asked, "So how did her having the hots for
Jeni here, get her to whore for you?"
"Well you have to understand her situation."
"Try me."
"You see, she has this butch girlfriend that is the real jealous
type. And she can be one mean bitch too when the mood strikes her. I
knew if the girlfriend found out about Cheryl and Jeni, that Cheryl was
in for some serious trouble."
"And how would she have found out?"
"Well, while the two of them were going at it in the back room, I
kinda took a picture."
"So you were blackmailing her? That was your third strike. I never
force anyone to do anything that they don't want to."
"Like hell you don't. I never wanted to spend the night with Mixer,
but you forced me."
"I forced you? How did I force you? You know you can leave anytime
you want."
"Yeah right. And where would I go?"
"Hey, that ain't my problem. Our agreement is as long as you stay,
you do what I say. If you can't, you leave. No one will stop you."
"Okay, maybe you didn't force me. But you really didn't give me
much choice in the matter."
"The only choice you have is to do what I say, when I say, or get
your fucking ass out of here. And I think you better think real hard
on that decision. You can leave now. But if you stay, I promise you,
you won't ever pull shit like that again."
"But Nicky . . ."
"Fuck the buts. I want to know. Are you leaving or staying?"
"Please Nicky, I didn't . . ."
"Leave or stay. What's your answer?"
"I want to stay."
"Despite what I do to you, or have you do?"
"Yes Nicky, whatever you want."
"What I want is not the question here."
"Okay, I want to stay. I don't care what you do, or what I have to
do."
"I want you to leave."
Laurie stood there as if Nicky had again slapped her across the
face. "You can't do that. Oh, please Nicky, don't make me leave.
I'll do what you want. Please Nicky. I need you. I have no place
else to go."
"You should have thought about that before you tried to screw me. I
have no need for a slut like you."
"Please Nicky. Whatever you want. I'll never cheat on you again.
I promise."
"Just get the fuck out of my sight. I still haven't decided you can
stay. Go back into the club. Wait there until I call you."
Laurie left the room. Nicky watched her go. Jeni felt sorry for
her. True, she had done wrong, but still. She was about to say
something when Nicky said, "Not now. You're still in my good books.
Don't fuck yourself over her. I warned you not to pick up her bad
habits."
Jeni was about to reply to that too, but a look from Nicky, made her
think twice.
"And I guess that now brings us to you," Nicky said to Cheryl.
"Come here, and let me get a good look at you."
Cheryl got up and approached Nicky.
"Mixer, you said she was good?"
"Shit, she was better than good. She took all I could dish out.
Even begged for more. And when she went to work on me? Shit, I
thought I died and went to heaven. Anytime you want to send her my way
again, I'll be more than happy to take care of her for you."
"It seems you come rather highly recommended. Mixer doesn't impress
easily. Tell me about this girlfriend of yours."
Cheryl began her story. It seemed that she and Liz had been
together for about a year. Yes, they were lesbians, but she liked
either sex, herself. She was a bit of a masochist, and Liz was a real
sadist. And like Laurie, she really didn't have anywhere else to go.
So she danced at the club, and turned an occasional trick to bring
money home to her mistress.
"Your mistress? What the fuck does that mean?" Nicky asked.
It seems that the two of them had a master-slave relationship.
"Does she beat you?" Yes was her reply.
"And you like it?"
"Yes, sometimes. But occasionally, she gets pretty violent. I
don't like it then."
"And what is going to happen when she finds out that you left her
for me?"
"I don't really know. But Laurie promised that you and Mixer would
protect me from her."
"And why would you rather be with me than her? What makes you think
it would be better?"
"Well for one thing, Laurie said you let your girls keep a good part
of their money. And that you seldom beat any of them. Liz always took
all my money so I couldn't leave. And lately, she has been getting a
lot meaner. The last time I got her really mad at me, she nearly
killed me. I couldn't go home after Laurie threatened to show her
those pictures."
"Pictures? I thought there was only one."
"Well, there was only one of me and Jeni. But afterward, Laurie had
me eat her out while she took more pictures of me doing it. That's why
I did all that work in the back room."
"That fucking little bitch! So, even when she knows I'm about to
throw her out on the street, she still can't tell me the whole truth.
What would you suggest is fitting punishment for someone like that?" he
asked Cheryl.
"I'm don't think I should say anything."
"I didn't ask you to think. I just want an answer."
"Well, if it was Liz, she'd make me do the most disgusting, dirty,
and vile things she could think of. And then she would beat the shit
out of me. Once she had me go work over at a place north of town."
"You mean Spidey's place?"
"I think that was the name of the guy. He has a sister that runs a
whore house on the other side of town, I think. I've never been to
such a horrible place, before. The things they made me do there. And
worse, the things they did to me. Liz kept all the money, too."
"Okay, you just helped me decide what to do with her. Now, what do
we do about you? You heard me tell Laurie what the agreement is. Do
you have any trouble with it?"
"None at all. I really appreciate the chance. What about the money
part?"
"We'll consider you on probation. Let's say, you get twenty five
percent to start. If you work out, we'll raise it to forty."
"Hey, that'll be great. When can I start?"
"You already have. Here's your share of last night." Nicky took
back the roll of bills from Jeni, and peeled off several. He handed
them to Cheryl.
Cheryl reached up and kissed him on the lips. "If you only knew how
much I appreciate this. I still have a small problem though."
"And what's that?"
"Well, I can't go back to Liz's place, and I don't have any
clothes."
"No problem. You can stay at Mixer's for now. I'm sure he won't
mind. And, I just gave you enough money to pick up something to wear,
tomorrow. If it ain't enough, Mixer will loan you some more, and we'll
take it out of your percentage later. But you're right, we still have
a problem. What to do with your girlfriend. We can't have her coming
after you later. Think she might be bought off?"
"I don't know. She has been threatening to throw me out on the
street lately. I think she may be bored with me."
"Well, I'll let Mixer handle that. His size alone should be enough
to scare the shit out of her. And most sadists I know, can't stand the
slightest pain. Think you can handle that for me, Mixer?"
The big guy chuckled as he said, "I can't wait. I think I might
actually enjoy reaming the cunt lapping bitch's ass."
"Okay, we're all settled then. You work for me. You do what I tell
you. If not, you leave. Deal?"
"Deal. But what do I have to do?"
"For now, continue dancing here at the club. At least until I can
work out something else. You keep the dance, tips and drink money.
But your salary is mine, less your twenty-five percent. When you come
off probation, we'll talk about you turning tricks on a regular basis.
But for now, you'll mostly work here at the club. Unless I need you
for special parties, or stuff like that."
"Hey that's great," replied Cheryl, as she went back and sat next to
Mixer.
"Jeni, go get Laurie, will you?" She went to the door and called
Laurie. Jeni waited until she entered the office, and then closed the
door. Laurie approached Nicky with her face down.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked.
"Not really. But I did want your decision. Are you leaving? Or
will you stay, and do what I tell you to?"
"I want to stay, if you'll let me."
"I think you're going to regret that decision, but if you insist."
"Please Nicky, don't throw me out. I mean it when I say whatever
you want, I'll do it. Anything you want!"
"Okay. Tonight, you work the back room. Just like Cheryl did last
night. Mixer will keep you well supplied with customers."
Turning to Mixer, he added, "And tonight there's a half price
special on butt fucks. You got that?" Mixer simply laughed.
"Then you will spend the night with Mixer. I know it's gonna upset
him, but I want him to give his undivided attention to you, and you
alone, tonight, seeing as how he ignored you last night. You will do
whatever he, or Cheryl, or even Jeni here, tells you to do. Wherever
and whenever they tell you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Nicky."
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"No, Nicky."
"Good, because tomorrow, your vacation is over. I'll pick you up
tomorrow afternoon. You just won an all expense paid trip to
Spidey's."
"No! Please Nicky. Not that! Anything else but that."
"Get out of here. Go on, get the fuck out of here. And don't let
me ever see your fucking face again."
"Please Nicky, don't make me do that. Anything rather than that.
Hit me, beat me. Please not that."
"You refuse to understand, don't you. I don't make you do anything.
You only do what you want to do. And when you no longer want to, you
leave. So leave."
Laurie stood there. She started to cry. "But I'm nothing if you
throw me out. Okay I'll do it. Just let me stay."
"No, you don't really want to do it. You're only agreeing because
you don't want to go."
"I want to do it, Nicky. Really I do. Please let me?"
"Get your ass into the backroom. I expect you to do better than
Cheryl did last night. Your nose candy is cut off, and any money made
is mine. When I think you've changed your ways, maybe we can think
about what percentage you start at again. Your apartment is now
Jeni's. Along with what's in it. You won't need anything at
Spidey's."
Laurie left the room. Nicky turned to Jeni, and said, "It might be
a good idea if you came with us tomorrow. You can see first hand what
the alternatives are if you ever think you can't hack it with me. Or
what you will have to put up with if I ever catch you cheating me. For
now, get your ass out there, and start working. I'll talk to you
later."
Jeni went back into the club. The place had started to fill up a
bit, and she was kept busy waiting on tables.
Chapter Thirty
Later, she saw Nicky, Mixer and Cheryl leave the office. Nicky was
laughing. Cheryl again gave him a kiss. Nicky didn't seem in much of
a hurry to end it either. Jeni watched as his hand moved down to
squeeze Cheryl's buttocks.
She felt a twinge of jealousy, but knew better than to do anything
about it. She made herself busy by cleaning the ashtrays. Nicky came
over to her, and said, "Okay sweet thing, I'll see you around noon
tomorrow. Don't forget to hustle that sexy ass tonight. I'm looking
forward to the money."
Jeni felt a bit peeved. Again, she was going to have to spend the
night alone. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
"So where do you plan on spending the night, tonight? I'm only good
enough to make a few bucks for you, but not good enough to share your
bed? And talking about money, what percentage do you figure I'm worth?
Five? Ten?"
"Whoa! What the hell has gotten in to you? What's this about you
not being good enough to share my bed? And the money? What percentage
do you want, just name it. Forty, fifty, sixty percent? Hell, I never
said anything about money, because I thought we were going to put all
of it against my loan. But if you feel that strongly about it, I don't
have any problems. Just say what percentage you want. You want it
all? You can have it all. I'll find another way to raise the cash. I
don't know what you're so pissed off about?"
"I'm sorry Nicky. I don't know what came over me. No, that's not
true. I promised you I wouldn't lie any more. I saw you with Cheryl.
I guess I was kinda jealous. You've been promising me for so long, how
we were going to make love, and you always seem to have an excuse why
we can't. I don't know any more. All I do know is I want you. And I
want you bad."
"Is that all? Want to do it here? Or would you rather do it on
stage?"
"If those are the only two choices I have, I guess I'd rather do it
on stage, so everyone can see us finally do it."
Nicky laughed out loud as he pulled her to him. His hands cupped
her buttocks as he nuzzled his lips against her neck. "I had hoped
your first time would be more romantic than that. About the money, how
much do you want?"
"I don't want any, really. Well, it would be nice to have some
spending money, but we already agreed whatever I make here goes to
paying off your loan to Mixer. I guess I was just feeling jealous, and
maybe a little lonely, too."
"Look, I really do have an engagement I have to keep. But I should
be back in about an hour, two at the latest. You see what you can do
about making some more coin while I'm gone. And when I make it back
here, we'll take off."
"Never did feed you like I said I would. So, we'll get something to
eat, and then, we'll spend a romantic evening together, in private. I
never was one for public shows. What do you say?"
"Really Nicky? You mean it? God, I wish it was now. Maybe if you
leave right now, you can make it back here sooner. And while you're
gone, I'll make as much as I can. I'll spend the entire time against
that back wall. Please hurry back."
"I better let Mixer know that you'll be leaving early tonight, in
case he needs to arrange for another girl to come in. And as far as
money's concerned, whatever you make tonight, you keep. When you're
running low, take whatever you need from your nightly take. Just make
sure you're honest about it, and let me know."
"Oh Nicky. I love you so much," Jeni cried as she threw her arms
around him, and kissed him. He returned her kiss as his hands stroked
her body. He pulled away from her grasp, saying "I had better get my
ass out of here, or we just might end up on that stage. See you
later."
Jeni reluctantly let him go. She watched as he made his way to the
door. She saw him say something to Mixer, indicating her. He waved to
her as he left. Jeni went back to checking the tables, while she
waited for her turn to take the stage.
She did notice there were quite a few guys making the trip to the
back room. She hoped Laurie was doing okay. She wasn't looking
forward to going to this Spidey's place the next day. Just the guy's
name gave her the creeps.
She did her turn on stage, and afterward, danced at a few tables.
She let it be known that she didn't mind dancing against the back wall.
Soon, she had more takers than she could handle.
Most of the guys weren't too bad. They seemed satisfied with
feeling her breasts and buttocks. One guy kept insisting she feel his
penis. He even suggested she might want to take it out of his pants.
She told him, very politely, she was truly impressed by its size,
but didn't want to embarrass the rest of the guys by taking it out in
the open. He laughed, and let her finish the dance. He even gave her
an extra ten. All in all, she didn't find it too bad. And she was
making money like crazy.
She was about half way through her second time on stage, when she
saw Nicky return. He stood at the bar, watching her. She tried to be
as sexy as possible as she danced exclusively for him.
When she was finally finished, she received a loud round of applause
from the crowd. But it was seeing Nicky applaud her that really
mattered. She rushed off stage, making excuses to the guys who
pestered her for a dance. She made a straight line right to Nicky, and
threw her arms around him. "You came back."
"Hey, I said I would. I ain't never lied to you yet. You were
pretty good up there on stage. I wanted to fuck you right there, you
turned me on so much. And it looks like you affected the rest of the
cocks in here the same way."
"Thanks Nicky, but I wasn't dancing for the rest of the cocks in
here, just the one right here in my hand." Jeni boldly reached out and
grabbed Nicky's crotch. "Can we leave now?"
"Gee, I dunno. Seemed like an awful lot of those cocks out there,
want you to dance for them. You'd be missing out on a lot of easy
money. And we could use it too. But if you really want to leave?"
"No. I guess you're right. It would be stupid to pass up on that.
But as soon as I'm finished, can we leave?"
"Hey, you don't have to do that, really. We can leave now, if you
want. I'd rather have you dancing in my bed anyways."
"No, you were right the first time. I better grab the chance now.
I'll have all night to dance with you."
Nicky gave her a pat on the bum, and sent her off. Jeni went around
to the tables, and was asked to dance immediately. As before, most of
the requests were for dances in the back, and she complied. She
constantly looked over her shoulder to see Nicky. He simply sat at the
bar and waited. When at last, the demand for her seemed to die down,
she eagerly returned to Nicky.
"Okay, I'm almost ready. Just have to change, and I'll be right
back."
"Good, but before you do, I want to check in on Laurie. Why don't
you come with me?"
"Gee I don't know. What if she's busy?"
"She damn well better be. Come on, I want you to."
Jeni reluctantly agreed. They quietly entered the room. Laurie was
up on some boxes, doggie fashion, as a guy stood behind her. His pants
were down around his ankles, and he was pistoning hard against her ass.
Jeni could hear the loud slapping of flesh against flesh fill the room.
"Oh, your ass is so fucking tight. Does it feel good for you too?"
"Ooh yes. I can feel you filling me up with that enormous cock of
yours. Oh fuck me harder, I want all you can give me. Fuck my ass.
Oh harder, please harder. Ooh it feels so good."
The fellow noticed Nicky and Jeni standing there. "Hey! Find your
own fucking room, this one is taken."
"Gee, sorry. I didn't realize it. Boy, she really looks tight. Is
she as good as she looks?"
"Tighter, but you'll have to wait your turn, cause right now this
ass is mine. So fuck off, will you?"
Laurie turned to look at them. Jeni really felt bad, seeing the
pain in Laurie's eyes. She wished there was something she could do,
but Laurie had tried to cheat Nicky. Whatever happened, she had it
coming to her. Nicky again apologized to the guy, and led Jeni out of
the room.
They headed for the front door, where Nicky said to Mixer, "Keep her
busy. Maybe you can have them start double teaming her. Offer it as a
special. A butt fuck and a blow job for the price of one. I'm sure
you can come up with some ideas yourself."
"Yeah, no sweat. And I promise you when Cheryl and I get through
with her tonight, she won't mind spending time at Spidey's."
Jeni didn't like the evil laughter that followed. Again her heart
went out to Laurie, but she knew there was nothing she could do for the
girl. Saying good night to Cheryl and Mixer, they left.
Once in the car, Nicky asked her how she had made out that night.
She, quite proudly, pulled out a large wad of bills, and handed it to
him. He carefully counted them as he tried to keep one hand and one
eye on driving.
"Sweet Jesus, girl. You did fantastic! You must have spent the
entire night on that back wall."
"I almost did. I did it for you, to prove that I could do something
right for a change."
"Well you certainly did. Here take it, it's yours."
"But I did it for you, Nicky. You keep it."
"No! I said whatever you made tonight was yours to keep."
"Please Nicky, I don't need it, really. I wouldn't even know what
to buy with it. You buy my clothes, my food, even give me a place to
stay. I really don't need anything else. I want you to take it.
Please?"
"How can I argue with someone as sexy as you. But here, take this
at least. You need some spending money. I should have thought about
that before you tried to tear my eyes out earlier."
Jeni reluctantly took the money offered, and cuddled up against him,
dreaming about what it would be like when they soon made love.
Nicky turned to her and said, "How about we get a bite to eat. I'm
starved."
Jeni was disappointed. She had hoped they were going straight home.
But she agreed.
Nicky seeing her disappointment, laughed and said, "Come on. If you
expect me to be able to make love to you all night, I need some energy.
We'll just stop off at Harry's, and grab a quick bite before I allow
you to rape the shit out of me later. Okay?"
Jeni nodded her head okay. She thought it fitting that they should
be going Harry's to eat. That was where this roller coaster ride had
begun. Where she first fell in love with Nicky's deep blue eyes. Had
it only been four days ago?
She thought how much she had changed in that time. Things that she
had done. If someone had told her a week ago that she would be dancing
in a strip club, letting guys paw over her body. That she would have
gone down on another girl, jacked off some old bum, for money even.
And that she would enjoy it.
Yes, she had changed. And if they ever said that she would be
sitting here, wanting to be made love to, wanting this man to do what
he wanted to her body, she would have either laughed in their face.
Or more probably, gone running home, crying her eyes out.
But here she sat. Yes, she had danced naked. And had allowed guys
to put their hands on her body. And she had enjoyed it. The power,
and the money. And yes, she had eaten cunt, and had hers eaten in
turn. And she enjoyed that even more. She even licked the old man's
cum from her hand.
She knew she would enjoy Nicky making love to her more than any of
the rest. And she knew that she would do anything, yes, anything at
all, to ensure that he continued to pay attention to her.
She was in love with him. And she hated to admit it, but she knew
he didn't feel the same for her. Yet! But if she really tried to
please him. If she showed him just how much she loved him, needed him,
maybe he could learn to love her.
But she also realized his loving her wasn't as important as his
allowing her to stay with him. Without him, she was nothing. Like
Laurie had said of herself earlier, she was less than nothing.
But somehow, when she was with him, when he chose to pay attention
to her, any kind of attention at all, she felt like she was someone.
Someone special. And she needed that more than anything else. Closing
her eyes, and snuggling even closer to him, she dreamed of what their
love making would be like.
She must have dozed off because the next thing she knew, Nicky was
gently shaking her.
"Come on, sweet thing. Don't flake out on me now. Let's get
something to eat. And I think you could use some coffee to wake up."
Jeni kissed him. They got out of the car, and went into the little
restaurant. Nicky led the way, and they sat at the same table as the
first time. Jeni wondered if he remembered, or if it were just
coincidence.
She was ashamed of that thought when she heard Nicky say, "Remember
the first time we sat here? I thought you were going to be sick all
over me. And boy did you stink. I had all I could do, not puking
myself. But little did I realize what a prize I had discovered, until
I took you home and cleaned you up. I hate to admit this, but except
for your occasional tendency to lie, I haven't had any regrets. I
wonder sometimes if you feel the same way. I mean that it was lucky
for both of us that we met that day."
Jeni started to sob. "Hey I'm sorry," he said, reaching for her
hand. "I don't know what I did, but I hate to see you so sad."
Between sobs, Jeni replied, "I'm not sad, I'm happy. If you only
knew what it meant to me, meeting you that day. And how much I
appreciate your kindness since then. I had no where to go. I was
starving. I was scared. You took me in, fed me, clothed me. You gave
me a reason to go on. You showed me I could be someone. You showed me
what love is. That was something I no longer believed existed. Oh
Nicky, I love you so much. I would do anything I could for you. I
want you to love me, but I don't expect it. Just knowing that you like
me, and you want me around, will be enough. Oh Nicky, I wish we were
alone so I could show you just how happy you make me feel."
"Well, it's good to see the old motor mouth spewing forth. I did
say we would grab a quick bite, and then go back to the apartment. But
if you'd rather just leave now?"
"No, I can wait. It will make it that much better when it finally
does happen. And I guess I'm pretty hungry too. So what do we eat?"
Nicky laughed at her change of heart, and called to Harry to bring
them some burgers and fries. Nicky got up and pour them some coffee.
Jeni sat there, sipping the steamy hot coffee, her eyes glued to
Nicky's face.
She saw his hands surround the coffee cup as they raised it to his
lips. She could see the strength in them, and remembered what it had
felt like when they had touched her body. Her eyes were drawn to his
full lips, and the memory of their touch on her body, on her vagina,
sent shivers through her body.
She closed her eyes, and remembered the times that Nicky had touched
and kissed her. The thoughts made her squirm in her seat, her thighs
rubbing tightly together, her vagina feeling hot and wet.
The sound of a plate hitting the table brought her back to reality.
She blushed deeply as she saw Harry staring at her. "I hope you're not
going to get sick on me again. I had a bitch of a time cleaning up the
ladies' can the last time."
"Leave her alone, Harry. Just bring us our food. Christ, the way
you treat customers, it's surprising that you have any."
Harry snarled, "Fuck off, Nicky. And hold your horses. The rest of
the food's coming. The shit I have to put up with in this business. I
should have listened to my mother when she told me to become a doctor."
"You right there, Harry," sniped Nicky. "The way you cook, you'd
have made a mint treating the customers for food poisoning."
Harry gave a gruff laugh, and went to get the rest of their order.
Jeni sat there, giggling.
"What the hell are you laughing at? Poor Harry's just looking for a
little respect. And that's just what we give him, very little
respect."
"I heard that, you bastard," Harry called over to the table. "Just
for that, I've put rat poisoning in your fries."
"Shit, it would probably improve the flavor," Nicky called back.
Jeni couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop laughing, and nearly
choked when she tried to take a sip of her coffee.
"See what I mean. Even the coffee in here is poison. Look at this
poor defenceless girl gasping for her final breath. All you in here
are witnesses to Harry trying to murder her."
The few people in the place laughed. One guy called out, "Me? I
ain't seen nothing. If I ever admitted that I did, I would be the next
to go. Ever since my old lady left me, I can't afford any place else
to eat."
His pal ribbed him, saying, "Come off it, the reason she left you
was cause you said her cooking was worse than Harry's."
Again everyone laughed. The first guy added, "But it was. Why do
you think I can stomach Harry's cooking? After my ol'lady's, his
cooking is like gourmet shit."
"I dunno about it being gourmet, but you're sure right about it
being shit," someone else threw in. The banter continued as Jeni tried
to eat her food.
Chapter Thirty One
At last finished eating, she and Nicky said good night to Harry, and
left. They drove back to his apartment. Once in the apartment, Jeni
threw herself at Nicky. She couldn't get enough body contact with him
as she tried to take off both their clothes at the same time.
Nicky did nothing to help her, but rather just stood there as she
became frustrated. At last realizing that she was getting no where,
she let go of him. He looked at her and laughed.
"Now that you've got that out of your system, why don't you go
shower and get out of those clothes. I want to straighten the bedroom
up a bit first. Can't have it looking a mess for our big night."
Jeni felt kind of foolish. Of course, she should have realized that
Nicky would want to do it right. She gave him a quick peck on the
cheek, and rushed off to the bathroom. Stripping off her clothes, she
jumped into the shower. The heat of the water only seemed to make her
more aware of the heat building between her legs.
She had no idea of time, but suddenly she felt hands on her back.
Turning around, she saw that Nicky, naked, had entered the shower with
her. She reached down and took hold of his harden penis. Sinking to
her knees, she wrapped her lips around the shaft and sucked hard.
Nicky gently pulled her to her feet. "Hold on sweet thing. It
ain't me that we need to work on. This being your first time, we have
to make sure that you're really ready. I hate thinking about the pain
you'll be experiencing. But if we can get you hot enough, maybe it
won't be too bad. And besides, there is only so much a man can take,
and still be ready at the important moment. Let me finish getting
washed, and we can dry one another off. Okay?"
Jeni reluctantly agreed, and had to satisfy herself watching him
wash. The moment he turned off the water, she attacked him with a bath
towel. They wrestled with each other as they tried to dry each other
off. Nicky, being stronger, was able to take the towel away from her.
Twisting it, he snapped it at her butt.
"Ouch! That hurts," she cried out.
"Get that sexy ass into my bedroom, woman. I want you primed and
ready. The time has come for you to learn who your master is. Now
move it."
He tried again to snap the towel at her, but she was prepared this
time, and ran from the room. He chased her about the apartment, the
two of them laughing. He managed to trap her between the stove and the
fridge, and got in a good swat.
She ducked under his arm, and ran into the living room. He
followed, roaring, "I want that ass. Where is that sexy ass?"
She raced into the bedroom, jumped onto the bed and hid under the
covers. He tore them off, throwing them into a corner. Jeni was
laughing so hard, she was having trouble catching her breath.
He lifted her off the bed. He carried her over to his dresser, and
sat her down. Jeni looked at him, not quite knowing what to expect.
"I wonder if you would do me a favor?" he asked. "Could you put on
some make-up? You know, like that first day I took you to the club.
Like going to Harry's tonight, it would really make this something
extra special."
Jeni hadn't realized that he was such a romantic. She readily
agreed, and started to put it on. She vaguely remembered Laurie saying
he liked his women to look like whores, so she really put it on heavy.
"I see you learned a trick or two from Laurie, too," was his comment
when she turned to show him what she had done. "It looks great," he
said as he laid down on the bed. "Now I want you to dance for me.
Like that one you did at the club tonight, but this time it's just for
me."
Jeni was more than happy to do that for him. She tried to make it
as sexy as she could. She was rewarded for her efforts as she watched
Nicky's penis grow hard and erect. For some reason, her touching her
own body seemed to arouse her more here, alone with Nicky, then it did
when she did the same thing at the club.
She wasn't sure how much more of this she could take. She danced
over to the side of the bed. She reached out to caress his erect
shaft. Again, she was rewarded by the sharp intake of breath he made.
He drew her down upon the bed. He lowered her head until her lips
were almost touching his penis. "Suck me," was all he said.
Jeni threw herself into sucking his cock. She remembered all too
well his criticism of her previous attempts. She was determined that
this time she was going to do him right. Her hands and mouth smothered
his shaft. She drew his balls into her mouth, and gently sucked them.
Her hands squeezed tightly around his shaft as her mouth moved rapidly
up and down its length.
He guided one of her hands until she was stroking the tender skin
just behind his balls. Using just her fingertips, she gently pressed
against the area. His reaction surprised her. She continued to stoke
that area as her other hand and mouth continued their attack on his
shaft.
She could almost see his balls contract as his shaft seemed to swell
even larger. He let out a moan as he grabbed her head and forced his
shaft deeper into her mouth. Jeni thought she was going to choke, but
somehow she managed to continue swallowing it.
His entire body seemed to go rigid as he came. She swallowed hard
in an attempt to take his full load. Her hand continued to press
against the area behind his balls as Nicky continued to moan in
release.
She couldn't believe that one man could have that much cum in him.
She didn't want to lose a drop of it as she continued to suck on his
shaft and swallow its eruption. Nicky released her head, and his penis
went limp but she refused to stop.
"Enough. Please Jeni, I can't take any more. There's nothing left.
Ease up a bit, you're hurting me."
Reluctantly, she let go of his now flaccid penis. Loudly licking
her lips, she crawled up the bed until she was face to face with him.
He caught one of her breasts. She was forced to move higher as he
pulled it to his mouth.
His teeth took small nips, as his hand squeezed the firm flesh.
Jeni pressed her breast hard against his mouth, which opened wide in
response. Sucking as much of the hard flesh in as he could, his hand
moved to the other breast, teasing and pulling at the nipple.
He grabbed her hips, and lifted her so she straddled his stomach.
His mouth continued its attack on her breasts as his hands explored the
firmness of her neck and back.
Jeni could feel the heat building in her. She rained kisses upon
his head as her hands stroked his face. Nicky grabbed hold of her
buttocks and pulled upward. Jeni was forced again to move higher along
his body.
His tongue left a trail of burning heat as it made a slow journey
down her front. It finally came to rest where she had hoped it would.
First with light, almost feathery licks, and then with stronger broader
movements, his tongue caressed her burning vagina.
Jeni soon felt the wave begin to build deep down inside. She
pressed her hips down on his face as she tried to center the contact.
But Nicky would have none of that. He moved further downwards, leaving
her vagina to lick and nip the tender flesh of her inner thighs.
His hands stroked her buttocks and legs, his fingers teasing the now
hot silky skin. His mouth returned to her box as it zeroed in on her
clitoris. Holding it firmly with his lips, his tongue lashed against
it, sending shudders up and down her spine.
Nicky twisted beneath her, causing her to fall sideways. He
immediately covered her body with his, and started again to lavish
attention on her breasts.
He took a moment to move upward, and crushed her mouth with his.
She returned his force, poking her tongue deep in his mouth. Their
tongues performed a dance all their own as Nicky's hands returned to
her breasts.
Several times, Jeni felt the wave start to crest, but each time
Nicky changed the position of his attack on her body, it would recede.
They continued in this manner for what seemed like forever. Jeni was
nearly in tears with frustration. She noticed that Nicky's penis was
again fully erect. It was not as long as before. But what it had lost
in length, it gained in width.
Her hands tried to grab it, but Nicky would only twist this way or
that, making it impossible for her. He again moved down her body,
sucking and licking the sweet flesh in his path. Finally arriving at
her now soaking vagina, he, ever so lightly, kissed and licked her
rigid clitoris.
He pushed one finger into her vaginal opening, and Jeni thought she
would die from the pure shock of pleasure that seemed to radiate from
her nipples to her clitoris. Her body dripped with sweat, her
breathing was hard and ragged. Her senses seemed to reel as if from a
blow. Her entire world had narrowed to wherever Nicky's body touched
hers.
She could no longer move, no longer think or see. She beat upon the
bed in an attempt to release some of the nervous energy that seemed to
build and build, threatening to cause her to explode. Her legs
thrashed wildly as her hips lurched up from the bed in an attempt to
increase the pressure of Nicky's mouth and hand.
The steady motion of Nicky's touch seemed to fuel the wave as it
again built up under enormous pressure. Just when she was sure that
this time would be it, he faltered, changing the tempo.
She cried out in total physical frustration. Again and again he did
the same thing. Her body burned, the feelings bordering on pain now.
She had to do something if she wasn't to lose her mind.
Never had she known it could be this intense. Never in her wildest
imaginings, would she have thought that so much feeling could be so
painful, and yet at the same time, so pleasurable.
Lost within the bombardment of her senses, it took a moment for her
to realize that Nicky was no longer between her legs. Looking around
in panic, she saw him lying there next to her, his penis even larger
than before.
"Please Nicky, don't stop like that."
"It's time, sweetheart. But I can't do it for you. You have to do
it yourself. Take your time. Come, straddle me, and lower yourself on
to it. When you're ready, do it. The pain shouldn't be too bad. Your
nerve endings should be pretty saturated by now. I've tried to get you
as far a long as I could. But it's now up to you."
Jeni eagerly climbed upon his thighs, positioning herself over his
erect shaft. Bringing its tip to her opening, she slowly allowed
herself to settle upon it. She felt a resistance, refusing his shaft
full entry.
His hand reached between them, and stroked her clitoris. Again tiny
shocks spread through her at the touch. She raised and lowered herself
slowly, the pressure of the head, as it entered and withdrew, added to
her growing excitement. Drawing a deep breath, she slammed down hard
upon his erect shaft.
The pain flared in her as she felt the proof of her virginity rip.
Her breath caught in her throat, and she dared not move. His hand
never left her clitoris, and his other hand went to her breast.
Slowly, the pain diminished, and she gained enough courage to move.
Up she drew herself, fearful of the expectant pain. While there was a
sharp ache, it wasn't anything that she couldn't take.
Soon his attention to her clit and breasts, and the resultant
pleasure, overshadowed the pain. Moving slowly, she raised and lowered
herself, taking him each time deeper between her legs.
She was no longer aware of the pain, only the sensation that seemed
to grow inside her. More rapidly she moved, plunging up and down.
Raising herself until only the tip of his gland was between her vaginal
lips, then dropping down hard and fast until he was fully inserted deep
within her.
This time it felt as if the wave started down around her toes. She
moved faster. She couldn't have stopped if she had wanted to.
Stopping was the furthest thing from her mind now.
Nicky moved them until she was under him. He settled into a rapid
tempo, moving his shaft in and out of her now burning cunt. She raised
her knees until they were almost at shoulder level and wrapped her legs
around his back. She thought she could feel him all the way up in her
stomach, and bit down hard on her hand to stop from screaming.
His mouth sought hers, and they kissed as deeply as his shaft
penetrated her vagina. Jeni felt the wave building higher and higher
until it finally peaked and swept over her entire being. Spasm after
spasm racked her body, her abdominal muscles squeezing hard on his
shaft.
She could no longer contain herself, and let out a terrible scream.
Again and again, the wave passed through her. She thought that she
would pass out, but the sensation was simply too intense. She couldn't
escape from it.
Not that she wanted to. The feelings that tore through her body
were like none she had ever experienced before. Amazed, she could feel
another set of waves building and then breaking across her senses.
Twice, three times, they came and went. Her entire universe centered
deep within her vaginal cavity. She swore she could feel Nicky's cock
strike bottom each time he plunged downward.
She felt his body stiffen as he increased the already hectic tempo
he had set. Once again, the wave was nearing its peak. She stretched
as far as she could until her hand again found that tender spot just
behind his balls. He let out with a loud moan as she stroked and
pressed the area. His body arched, and made one final plunge.
She, too, crested at that moment, and their two bodies moved in
frantic motion as they tried to squeeze out every ounce of their final
climax. The movement slowed, as they ran out of steam, until, finally,
they lay totally still.
Jeni couldn't have moved if she wanted to. All energy had fled her
now limp body. She hugged Nicky as he slid from between her legs, to
lie exhausted at her side.
"Like I said," he whispered, "sexiest ass in town."
Jeni soon heard snores coming from him. She pressed her sore body
tight against his and followed him into dreamland.
Epilogue (Chapter 32 (Conclusion))
Jeni, lost in thought, still stood under the street light as the
snow continued to swirl about her. The memory of that night, spread a
warmth through her body that shielded it from the cold.
She remembered how, ever since that night, the suggestion that they
grab a quick bite at Harry's had become their code for another night of
wild abandonment. There had many of those over the past three years.
And she had to admit that nights like that, more than made up for a
night like this.
True, he turned her out soon after that fateful night. She had
worked for his escort service for awhile. She had been his whore. She
had been everything, and anything, he wanted her to be. And she had
been damn good at it, too.
Nicky still recruited his girls from each year's crop of runaways.
And she, as Laurie had done with her, helped him break them in. But
unlike Laurie, Jeni had become his woman. She still shared the same
apartment with him, a feat never seen before, according to the other
girls.
She hardly ever had to turn tricks for him any more. Though
sometimes she did, when he was short a girl, or the urge hit her. She
still danced at the club, from time to time. Not because he asked her
to, but because she enjoyed it. Jeni was happier these past three
years, than she had ever been before she had met him.
Nicky still had trouble talking about love. But she knew, that deep
down, he loved her. She could see it in the way he looked at her, late
at night. Or, by how he held her, when he thought know one was
looking.
The only time he'd have her do anything like tonight, was when he
was pissed off at her for something. She chuckled to herself,
remembering how she had got him pissed off this time. But that guy at
the club had been so cute, and had such a sweet ass. If Nicky had only
shown up a few minutes later, he'd never have known. But he never
stayed mad at her long, because he knew she was his, heart and soul.
Jeni almost didn't notice the car as it pulled up beside her. She
leaned over to look in, and heard, "Hey you with the sexy ass, how
about we grab a quick bite at Harry's?"
She quickly jumped into the car, and it disappeared into the
swirling snow that drifted to the ground within the glow of a street
light.
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"Jeni's Story: She works hard for the money" Epilogue - by T. F. Yank
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Well that was that. [grin]
Have received quite a bit of favorable mail, and I thank everyone who
took the time to comment.
Also received quite a bit of mail saying people missed certain parts. I
know I said I wouldn't honour requests for individual parts. But if
anyone really feels it's a matter of life or death, I'll see what I can
do. So don't all ask at once, and PLEASE don't ask for the whole thing
Depending on the demand, I will probably limit mailings to single chapters
I still have a bit of trouble addressing e-mail around here, so you ask
for one, I reply, you ask again, I send again as a reply.
Again thanks people.
Flying Yank
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I didn't write this story. I am just a reposter.
Please don't ask for e-mail copies of stories.
Ole Joe