~Subject: Max's Cafe #4 nc................
~From: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com(Richard Fischer)
~Date: 31 Dec 1995 15:41:41 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
This is another story from my imagination. If you do not
appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next
posting.
If you are under age or immature forget the following.
If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ...
ETC then go on to the next posting.
You have been warned!!!
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Max's Cafe # 4
by Paladin
Max flung Jan back to the center of the dance floor and then sat
down to watch the proceedings.
"I said strip bitch or do I have to shoot ya..." Walt ordered.
"Walt that is plumb unnaborly of ya. Sides your talking bout
blooding up my place. Let me try to use friendly persuasion
.OK??" Max said. Walt naturally acquiesced. Max took a long pull
on his beer and he got up from his stool. He mosied up on the
cute now terrified red head and he grabbed her dress strap
holding her in place.
Jan struggled like a little animal in the grip of an alligator.
Max smiled and reached out and grabbed her other dress strap. He
sighed and tore the spandex material down and off the now
shrieking girl.
Dutifully he tossed the rag that had been a stylish dress to
Marshal Walt.
Jan tried to go down under Max's grip but he lifter her up by her
hair again and then he tore off her blouse. This too he tossed to
Walt.
Jan liked the 'jiggley effect' so she wore no bra. This left her
nude from the waste up attempting to cover her ample mammarys
with her hands. She crouched down and attempted to shrink into
the parka dance floor to hide. <They can not do this I'll ...
sue this bastard.> She thought but the mountain of fat and hair
was advancing on her again. Suddenly he stopped and asked.
"Walt their be any plans in them duds you got?" Max asked casual
like as he went back to his waiting beer. He knocked back a swig
and put down the beer bottle as he heard.
"Nope... Max the bitch probably got um hidden in her..... You
know... Her person..." Walt replied.
"You'll mean her cunt or her ass Walt?" Max replied as he
advanced again upon the shrinking woman.
"I don't rightly know Max. I guess I'll have to look in um both."
Jan was soo scared and fearful that all she could do was attempt
to cover her treasurers with her hands and arms and shake her head
<NO NO>.
Max again dragged her up and tore off her filmy panties. He
dragged the now naked woman over to a table and forced her down
on her back he grabbed a leg and forced her slit open. His right
hand closed over her neck securing her to the table top.
"Well come on Walt don't take all day. I got better things to do,
than do your job for ya. Look up inside the little lady and see
if them secrete plans are there somewears." Max demanded.
Walt came over and using his fingers opened Jan's pussy lips for
his search. He took his time. <Right nice beaver here> Walt
thought to himself as he now stuck his finger in her tight little
neither hole.
"Well be it there or not?" Max demanded while Jan felt more
humiliation than she had ever felt in her life. Naked before this
crowd of drooling idiots while the law man stuck his hand up her
privates.
"I can rightly see anything... you keep it soo dark in here.
George get over here and you look. You got better eyes than me."
Walt demanded.
George hastened to inspected the now public sex. He too call for
consultation and soon the whole bar was looking, spreading and
fingering Jans now public sex.
Sonia could not believe that this was happening. It must be a
nightmare, only Jans cries and whimpering convinced her that it
was really happening.
After an hour or so it seemed Max, sensing a slowing down in
the proceedings, announced,
"Walt you dumb fuck.. I bet the blond bitch done got it on her.
Boys bring her over here, and fix this un where she is."
They took a comatose Jan over to the bar rail and with Walts keys
released Sonia and fastened Jan right there against the bar rail.
Sonia was dragged over to the dance floor and her clothes were
forcibly removed by all the fun loving boys. Max though, demanded
and the boys dutifully gave each piece to Walt for his search.
Too soon their was nothing but blond poon and no plans. Ah well!!
Then it was time for the .... internal 'search' again. Of course
everyone took part. Why this was more fun than the 'fun' they had
a while ago, and less costly in teeth and gouged eyes.
Mike offered to re inspect this un with his tongue but Max said
that that was not a good Idea. Them arabs done had some pretty
bad shit down there sometimes. So they passed on that till they
were sure these was not arab spies.
"Boys boys...lookie here. These girls must not be spys but what
old George said afore." Max reasoned.
"Try her out George.. see if she really is a Hotchie Cotchie
Girl. Only you and me be fit judges of that. RIGHT??"
George didn't need to be told twice he flopped on the helpless
Sonia and started in riding the shocked woman with his raging
hard on.
"Boys bring the other un over here and I'll try her out myself.
Old George ain't good for more un once a day." Max explained.
The boys dragged Jan over and spread her over a table next to
George and Sonia. Max dropped his pants and advanced upon the nice
spread open red headed beaver before him.
"Stop stop" Jan had finally found her tongue and she demanded Max
to stop. She saw the ugly red weapon advancing on her cunt. she
paniced. <They can not do this.... Sonia where is... O god
they have her too.> she thought as she heard George's puffing and
Sonias sobbing.
"Then she might be a spy boys. Well I'll find out one way or
t'other. stand aside and let a man find out." Max said as he
flopped his girth down on and stopped Jans outburst quickly.
Once seated inside her, he took his time and enjoyed Jans
every twitch and turn.
<Yep old George be a fine judge of poon... I'm going to like
owning this bitch... Yes sir this be a good un. Just needs to be
ridden a lot and put up wet. Yes sir this bitch going to be fine
addition to the stable.>
George came and withdrew from Sonia with a cunt. He stood up and
put away his slimy dick.
"I don't know bout the other un boys but this un be all Hutchie
Cootchie Gal and they loves dick.. I know she'd be plumb honored
to take you'll on. Told me so herself. Whispered it in my good
ear whilst I's doing her. She be a little shy though so you'll go
ahead and help the lady out." George then shouted so all
could hear,
FREE PUN TANG FOR EVERYONE..."
Sonia had just sat up covering her tits and slit when Ralph, a
trucker, jumped her bones. A line formed and her open legs were
filled for the rest of the afternoon. (Walt snuck in twice. He
really likes blonds.)
Finally Max arose from a pleasant, for him fourth cum of the day,
and announced that Jan too was no spy. Her spread beaver was also
occupied for the rest of the day.
Max went behind the bar and got another bottle of beer. He gave
Walt a c note and when the last dick wilted he and George dragged
the subdued girls to the attic room for a rest. They had earned
it. To see that they were not taken to walking in their sleep,
each was collared and chain locked to a wall.
.................................
Downstairs Max raised his hand and addressed the boys,
"Boys...BOYS... Now them girls plumb tuckered out for today so
we'll be gentlemen and let um rest them cunts afore their long
journey. I'm going to make um an offer to work here but well, they
may have a date with some other geeks someres else, so don't get
your peckers all hard for um. They may want to leave but I'll be
my usually persuasive self and maybe...just maybe they will want
to work here.
"Now you'll go on home to your chores and come on back tonight and
we'll know then... Come on back...and bring money...shit them's
probably twice the normal I charge for little Sara and the other
fillies in my remuda."
BOOOOBOBOOOOBOOB
"Look boys simple supply and demand. I ain't got no other red
headed beaver so she is going to be at a premium. Course to make
it up to you'll I lower, with his approval, I might add, Bruces
services... for all you'll bent that was.."
Noone wanted the queer boy...right then. They all rushed out to
the lot and started a small demolition derby to be home first to
get the money to come back soonest. After all Max had said he
only had one red headed beaver... <Don't want no old scrawny old
blond. I gots to have that red head.> was in everyones mind.
...........................................
Max and George sat sipping cold uns. They were very pleased with
them selves.
"George...ya done good.. Yes sir you done real good. That red
beaver going to think my dick be it's other clit. I like the way
she sort of squints her eyes when I belly flop her. I going to
get lot o use of that un...yes sir.." Mas said.
"Yea and that blond ain't no slouch neither. Ask Walt you want
testimonial. He done tore off two pieces of her during the
proceedings." George commented to feather his own stock with Max.
"Ya I seen that. Took my money and then fucked my new poon too.
Not once but twice. I got's to do something bout that boy...
Next year I think I get the good town of Marleyvill a new
marshal... what do ya think of a mex this time?? I would of
used Jose but he probably be still in that trunk going to tocco
land. Well there be a lot of um around. We got's a year.. Then
old Walt be going to join Bruce out back.." Max planned.
"Well since in't no business, think I'll go up and tear off
another piece of that there blond beaver." George began
No you don't. She be in demand tonight. I want her bright eyed
and wiggly tailed for then. You want a piece you go do little
Sara. Practice her up on her sucking. Martina's crowd likes
that in tacco land I heard." Max ordered.
George hid his disappointment in the loss of the new poon but
then little Sara was a fine bitch too. Max had kept her to his
self and the customers till now. The red head sure had his eye
and his balls in an uproar.
<Poor little Sara, Martina and his trade sure going to.... aw
shit...don't look a gift whore in the mouth. Just fuck it and
then go on...> Old George thought to himself...
More to come..................