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Chapter 3
The men hurried from the shed, followed by the men who came in with Tony. When we were alone he turned to me and said, “Blair, I’m sorry. I knew you were going through hell but I had to get to town. I had to cut off the head of the snake before he found out what I was doing and gathered his army. I couldn’t save you both and they were going to kill Donna. I had to stop them.”
I shook my head and said, “It’s okay, Tony. If you had asked me I’d have told you to save Donna. It has been tearing me up that she was going to be killed for trying to warn me about Chapman.
“What now? Chapman destroyed me. He stole everything from me and turned me into ... this! I’m a girl who fucks dogs now. A dog took my virginity. I’m homeless. I don’t have a job or any skills. I’d probably be better off if they made a snuff movie starring me.”
“Relax, Blair. I’ve given that some thought. I think you’re going to be alright. I need to get to town and check on things. I’m going to need to keep a close eye on things there and I’ve scheduled meetings with the Sheriff, the Chief of Police, the Mayor and the District Attorney. All the most important people on Chapman’s payroll. They’re already dirty. I need to let them know I intend to clean up Chapman’s business interests. There will still be strippers and some of the girls have already made it clear they want to continue working as prostitutes. I guess some women think it’s an easy way to make a living once they get used to it. But from now on there won’t be anyone making anyone do something against their will. No more women will be getting raped now that I’m taking over. Now I need to make certain the people who are in a position to make things difficult for me are on board and aren’t going to make trouble for me.
“I’m going to take care of you. You’re going to have options. You’ll be okay, I promise.”
He led me outside. I was shocked by what I saw. The other women are filing out of the hen house. They’re all dressed now. They all look a bit dazed. A couple of men are leading them to the mess hall. Tony explained, “They’re going to get a decent meal for a change. Then they’ll be offered a choice between trying to return to their lives or staying in a place I’m having set up for them in town. I’m going to see what they need to get their lives back and do whatever I can to help them get back on their feet.
“The men who have been tormenting them since they arrived here are gathered in a corral with several armed guards watching over them.”
I quietly asked, “What are you going to do with them. You can’t just let them go ... can you?”
He sighed and replied, “I don’t know. I’m pretty sure I can use some of them. But most of them are as warped as I was by working for Chapman. I can’t let them go. But I know I can’t kill that many men even though that’s the easiest and probably the best solution. I just don’t know. My first thought was that since most of them aren’t from around here I’ll just run them out of town. But the worst of them are just too dangerous and too warped to set free. For now, I guess I’ll just keep them in the hen house with some guards I can trust until I figure it out. I’m going to talk it over with the DA and the sheriff and the Chief of Police. Maybe between them they can come up with a solution.”
He led me to his car, reached in and handed me a dress and explained, “Donna picked this out for you. The shoes are in there on the floor. I need to talk to Dobie for a minute, then I’ll drive you back to town. We can talk more on the way to town.”
We didn’t talk much on the way to town. I slept so little last night and I feel drained after the stress of what happened to me in that shed this morning. I fell asleep almost as soon as I sat down in the car. I didn’t even hear Tony when he got in, started the car and drove back to town. I finally woke up an hour later just as we were entering town. I sat up looked around and muttered, “Oh shit!”
Tony chuckled. I said, “I’m sorry. It has been an exhausting and very stressful two days.”
“It’s okay. I understand. I was largely responsible for all that stress. I’m really sorry, Blair.”
“It’s okay, Tony. You’ve really made up for it. A large number of young women are extremely grateful to you and your men.”
After a pause I asked, “Where are you taking me? I don’t have a place to stay. That bastard stole my home and disposed of everything I own.”
“I’m going to drop you off at Donna’s. You can get cleaned up, get something to eat and she’s going to bring you over to the office when you’ve had a little time to calm down. We can talk then.”
We rode in silence for a few minutes before he said, “It’s a little late for this to occur to me. I should have started with this question. Do you need to see a doctor?”
“I don’t think so. Not because of anything that happened to me in the last couple of days. I’m sore but I don’t think anything was torn except for my hymen. I guess I’ll need to see someone about getting on some form of birth control.”
“I’ll see to it. Chapman had a doctor on the payroll. I’ll contact him. I imagine he’ll still want the job.”
He pulled up and parked in front of Donna’s house. He got out and went to the door with me. Donna came rushing out as we were on our way up the stairs to the small front porch. She kept asking me if I’m alright over and over without giving me a chance to respond. I finally just wrapped my arms around her and waited for her to wind down. Eventually I got through to her that I’m fine and she started to calm down. She backed up a step and looked me over as if looking for injuries. I told her again that I’m fine but I added, “I could really use a shower.”
Tony told her he’d call when he’s ready for us to come to what was Chapman’s office until this morning. He started back down the front steps but stopped when I asked, “Do we need to be careful? Are any of Chapman’s men running around that maybe aren’t so happy about the coup?”
“I can’t read minds. But I got all the men together after I took care of Chapman and a few of his hard corps killers. I told them I intend to run a similar but much cleaner operation. I told them pretty much the same things I told you. Most of them seemed happy about it. A few of them decided to get out and look for work elsewhere. They were the ones I probably would have had to get rid of anyway. I’m just about positive the real bad asses are already on their way out of town. But if they aren’t and don’t like it that I’m taking over it’s unlikely they’d come after you. They’d be more likely to come for me.”
We watched Tony get in his car before we went inside. She closed the door behind us and locked it. Then she turned to me and quietly said, “Jesus, Blair! I couldn’t fucking believe it! The asshole saved my life! The cameras were rolling. I was tied down in a sturdy wooden chair. The guy in charge of the camera crew looked around to make sure everyone was ready. He nodded to Saul who stood right in front of me grinning from ear to ear. He leaned down so he was right in my face and explained that he put in a call to the boss last night and asked if he could do me for my movie. Mr. C couldn’t care less who does it but when he found out how pissed off Saul was he thought it might make for a better movie so he gave his permission.
“Saul was grinning like a madman while he explained in great detail how I was going to die with the cameras all around us recording every word. First he was going to beat me half to death with his fists. Then he was going to spend a little time pulling some of my teeth with a pair of pliers to make the movie a little longer. After that he was going to strangle me slowly with a thin piece of wire. Just before I passed out from lack of oxygen he was going to slowly slit my throat with a dull hunting knife. His goal was to make it last at least half an hour but longer if possible. Then they were going to cut me into little pieces and feed me to the hogs.
“After a few days, when my bones had been picked clean, they were going to be collected and ground into dust.
“Despite Tony’s attempt to reassure me I knew I was sent there to make a snuff film. But damn! I didn’t think it would be so violent ... so gruesome. I’ve never seen one of those movies or, as far as I know, spoken to anyone who has. I’d never given them much thought. It isn’t the kind of thing any girl in her right mind wants to contemplate. It was hard to avoid thinking about it since I was convinced that was why Mr. C sent me to the farm. But how you’re going to be killed isn’t something a person wants to spend much time thinking about.
“Saul straightened up after explaining in great detail how I was going to die, took his shirt off and stood closer to me. He drew his arm back and asked, “You ready, bitch?”
“I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to explode but instead I heard the shed door slam open. Tony stepped inside, shut the door and lifted his pistol. I’ve never seen a silencer before except on television but I saw it on his gun. I watched in shock as he put a bullet in Saul’s head. Then he stood there calmly and killed the entire film crew. The only men left standing were Tony and the two guards who brought me into the shed and tied me to the chair. They were cowering in a back corner and begging Tony not to kill them.
“Tony seemed to be making up his mind. He asked them both how many snuff films they had been in the room for. You should have heard his voice. He sounded so calm, so reasonable. “One of them said, ‘Come on, Tony! We ain’t in charge of anything. We do what we’re told just like you!’
“Tony looked at him funny for about half a minute before he said, ‘Does it look like I’m doing what I was told?’
“After a long pause Tony said, ‘You haven’t answered my question.’
“They never did answer him. He shot them both. He cut me loose from the chair and helped me to my feet. It started to look like he was going to have to either carry me or leave me but I held onto him while I slowly got my legs working again. He reloaded his gun and asked me if I could make it to the parking area where he left his car last night. He explained that he has to get back to town before Mr. C finds out what he did.
“I could walk but not well so he supported me and just about carried me to the car. He drove back to town like he was driving in the Indy 500. I was pretty sure I was going to die after all. It takes an hour to drive from the city limits to the farm but I doubt if it took more than half an hour to get back to town.
“He parked in front of Chapman’s office. I was still naked. He got me a blanket out of the back to cover up with and told me to stay in the car. He went up to Chapman’s office. I gotta tell ya, watching him walk away and leave me alone there ... that was terrifying.
“Nothing seemed to happen for twenty or thirty minutes. I didn’t find out until later he shot Mr. C and his four bodyguards. Then he started calling in the leaders, the guys in charge of smaller groups of thugs and just about everyone who worked for Chapman except the guys who run the clubs and prostitutes. He talked to them briefly and then he called in all the thugs in town, the guys who run errands and provide protection or work in an office somewhere or just work as muscle or whatever. He explained that there had been a coup, that he’s taking over and things are going to be different from now on. They aren’t going legit but they are getting out of the movie business and women will no longer be tricked or otherwise forced into being strippers or prostitutes. He asked them if anyone wants out. A few of the men said they did and he let them leave. The others all said they were all in, that Chapman has had them doing a lot of shit they didn’t like doing so he now has most of Chapman’s small army behind him.
“He came back out to the car, drove me home and came in to make a few short phone calls. Then he said he was taking a crew back out to the farm. He was really torn up about leaving you out there. He still is.”
I shrugged and said, “I understood. They weren’t going to kill me. Saving you first was the obvious choice. I’m left with disturbing memories but you were about to die horribly. That was a no-brainer.”
Donna and I sat around talking about the future in the most general terms because we had no idea how today’s events would affect our lives. But it was nerve wracking because we wondered what’s going on. We heard nothing from no one. At six o’clock we turned on the local news but there wasn’t a single word about Tony’s coup. There was not a word about all the men who died today or the happenings in one of the country’s most corrupt governments, our city government which until this morning has been pretty much controlled by Chapman. It was very frustrating.
Tony showed up at Donna’s door at around eleven o’clock that night. He looked exhausted. He apologized for not calling but things just kept popping up and demanding to be taken care of. She let him in and offered to make him something to eat. He thanked her but said he had a sandwich earlier. All he wants is a strong drink.
While she was making his drink he sat with me in the living room. After a short silence I said, “You look like shit. How did it go?”
He smiled and said, “It’s too soon to know for sure but I seem to have everything under control. I put the women who were at the farm up in a motel. I’m going to see what can be done to put their lives back together. Those poor women need everything. Most of them are in the same position you two are in. No family, destitute, really no life to step back into. I guess I’ll have to see if I can’t help build new lives for them.
“Chapman was just going to turn them all into strippers and prostitutes. There may be one or two in the group who are okay with that, but most of them are going to want out.
“The other women, like your mother Blair and like you Donna, who were coerced into those jobs are free to leave if they wish or if they’d like I’ll try to find them jobs outside of the sex trade.”
He looked at me and Donna and said, “I don’t know what permanent positions will eventually be open. But for the time being, I’d like to hire you two young ladies to try to be in charge of putting things right with those women. I’m still going to be running the strip clubs and whore houses. The gambling is going to continue in the underground casinos and the underground sex shows will go on. But without the coercion. Donna, how do you feel about that?”
She shrugged and said, “It beats the hell out of Chapman’s system. It always amazed me that there were women I worked with who were doing those things voluntarily and actually enjoyed the work. Anna and I were blackmailed, raped and in Anna’s case robbed of what little we owned from the very beginning. We were hopeless because there was no chance of ever being able to work our way out of it. But there were ... there are women working in those places who enjoy it. They think it’s easy work. Some of them even enjoy the nudity and the sex!
“I find it hard to believe there are going to be enough of those kinds of women to staff four whore houses and all the strip clubs. But I don’t know. If it’s no longer forced labor and they can start making a living wage I suppose it’s possible. After all, the world is full of places like those where the girls are all working voluntarily. You may be able to work it out.”
“No, not me. I want you and Blair to manage that side of the business, at least for now. I know you don’t have any idea how to do that job. But you know what it’s like to be forced to be a whore. You know what it’s like to be raped and humiliated. You understand what those women went through and what it might take to put them back together, to make them happy. Or at least as happy as possible.
“I don’t yet know anything about how much money those places are taking in and what a fair salary would be to pay those women to work in them. But we’ll figure all that out. If you want to give it a try we’ll work it all out. I won’t fuck you like Chapman did.”
Donna and I looked at each other for a long moment. Then she turned to him and said, “If you’ll cut me some slack because I don’t know what the hell I’m doing I’m willing to give it a shot. I think I’d like that job. It sounds like it could be interesting.”
Finally, I shrugged and said to Donna, “I’ve never been anything but a student. I won’t even be eighteen for almost a month. I know nothing about strip clubs and whore houses. I’ve sucked a few cocks but the only thing I’ve ever fucked was a damn dog. I guess you must have picked up some clues as long as Chapman kept you a prisoner. I would like to try to help those poor women if I can. I’m willing to give it a try. Besides, my horizons have been broadened. I’m actually curious about those places.”
Tony said, “It’s going to mean you’re going to have to learn all about the sex trade. After everything you’ve been through do you think you can handle that?”
I shrugged and said, “I still haven’t had intercourse with a man. But I’ve sucked a lot of cock in the last couple of days and gotten pretty good at it. And I imagine I’ve had sex with more dogs than most women. I can’t afford to go to college and to be honest I never really had any desire to continue my education. I have no job skills and no prospects. I’m broke and homeless. The job you’re offering me was never my goal in life but if you’re willing to give me a chance I’m willing to give it a shot.”
He looked at me for a long moment before he asked, “Would you like to?”
I wasn’t sure what he was asking.
“Would you like to see what it’s like to fuck a man?”
I wasn’t expecting that! I stared at him for a moment and thought about how to answer him.
Before I had time to form a response he said, “I’m going to be very busy, probably for the next month or two I’m going to pretty much live in the office. I would very much like to make taking care of my needs a job you two young ladies would share. I’m not going to blackmail you or coerce you or force you. But I’d appreciate it if you’d at least consider it. If you say no, and you may, I’ll find someone else. But I’d really like it if you two would at least consider it. Before you decide, there will be times when you’ll be asked to ‘entertain’ people with whom I’m doing business. Most of the local politicians Chapman was doing business with have gotten used to that service when they came to his office. He used to joke that it made their demands more reasonable.”
I’m a bit put off by the idea of servicing people who visit his office. But surprisingly, it didn’t take much thought. He saved Donna’s life today and he got me out of that damn farm before the parade started. Every man at that fucking farm was going to come through that shed and fuck me after they got the dogs out of there. In large part because I’m so grateful to him but also because he’s handsome and I’m starting to like him. I can’t deny I’m curious. I smiled and said, “Okay. If you aren’t put off by the fact that my only sex partners have been you and the three men you brought with you and three dogs, yeah, I’m curious. But I’m not using birth control. I’ll have to get the morning after pill.”
“Not for me. I had a vasectomy ten years ago when I finally accepted the fact that I was never going to fall in love and there are already enough bastards in the world. Blair, there’s one more thing you need to consider before you make up your mind. You aren’t as poor as you think you are. I can’t give you back your house. Chapman had arranged for the sale of it before your mother died. I’m going to give you the money he made from the sale plus what he owes you for all your things and the two cars he had towed away. I don’t know the total yet. I’ve got a guy in finance working out a fair payment. I expect it will come to several hundred thousand dollars, give or take a dime or two. If you decide to accept my job offer I suggest you put that money somewhere safe. I’ll pay you a decent salary and until she can’t stand you any longer you can live with Donna. I suspect she’d be happy to have you.”
I gaped at him in shock. Holy shit!!! I’m not destitute! That changes everything! And yet, strangely enough, I’m still leaning toward taking the job. What the hell, I’ve got nothing else to do with my life and maybe I could even do some good for those women.
Tony gulped down the last of his drink and stood up. He helped me up and asked Donna if we can use one of her bedrooms. She grinned and said, “Blair’s room is the second door on the right upstairs.” She smiled at me and said, “You’re gonna love this, Blair. He’s a very good fuck.”
We didn’t speak again until we got to the room Donna prepared for me. It’s small but attractive and it has a nice queen-size bed. I didn’t start getting nervous until we entered the room. We turned to face each other and he asked, “Nervous?”
I smiled and said, “Only very.”
He chuckled and said, “Not to sound too much like a swaggering asshole but Donna was right. I am pretty good at this. Um..., I’ve had such a hectic day I forgot all about the kind of morning you had. Are you okay, sore? Would you like to think it over and we can talk about it tomorrow.”
“I’ve been so distracted I’ve just about forgotten about my morning, too. No, I’m not sore. But are you sure you want to do this with a girl who did what I did this morning?”
He stood there looking into my eyes in silence for a long time before he said, “There’s something about you, Blair. Something special. The day I showed up at your house with Chapman and those other three thugs ... at first you were just another job. I put on my asshole act because that’s what I’m supposed to do. The more people I can intimidate the less people I end up having to hurt. But by the time the day was half over I was having a very hard time acting like a swaggering asshole the way I’m supposed to act. You’re extremely beautiful. You’re sexy as hell. But you’re a lot more than that. You quickly began to impress me.
“By the time I had to put you in the car and take you out to the farm ... that was when I started having second thoughts in a big way. I wanted to stop and turn around but I knew I couldn’t do that. Chapman would never stand for that. That was when I realized how much I’ve begun to hate my job and fear what Chapman might be turning me into. That was when I knew I only had two options. Pack up and get out of town or take Chapman down.
“The problem was, I couldn’t do anything to protect you and Donna until I took that asshole down. And my conscience wouldn’t let me just leave town. I had already begun to think about taking Chapman out. Not really planning a coup. Just daydreaming about what a better world it would be. I hated that son of a bitch and that made me a member of a very large club.
“But I wasn’t ready to start anything this morning. I ended up jumping the gun for Donna because there was no other option that didn’t end up with her dead. Then I had to get back to town and take him down before anyone found the bodies in that shed or there’d have been no way I could have gotten to him. And if I didn’t take him down I couldn’t save you, either.
“I’m extremely attracted to you. I’m not in love. There’s something missing in me I guess. I seem to be incapable of falling in love. I’ve never been in love. But I like you and I respect you. You impress the hell out of me. And I want you. I think I want you more than I’ve ever wanted a woman before. With all that said, do you still want to do this?”
I smiled and said, “Relax, Tony. I already knew you were weird. But you saved Donna and you saved me and now you’ve saved so many other women. I don’t love you, either. But much to my surprise I like you. That really snuck up on me! And I respect you and I think you’re very sexy, too. Yes, I still want to do this.”
He took me in his arms and kissed me. A nice kiss. A gentle kiss. A sweet kiss ... at first. But as the kiss began to grow more intense his hands moved to the belt holding my wraparound dress closed. He unfastened the belt, unbuttoned the button at my waist and the dress fell open. I felt my face turn red even though I spent an entire day with him, naked and having oral sex, with him, with the three men with him and with Donna. His hands have explored nearly every inch of my body. But not like he’s touching me now. His touch isn’t so rough now. It’s erotic. He’s teasing me and it feels wonderful. A lot of men have groped me in the last couple of days. But damn! I never imagined it could be like this!!
I was panting by the time he pulled back and began to tear his clothes off. While he was doing that I pulled down the bedspread and the top sheet and then I sat down and watched him finish undressing. I’ve seen a lot of his cock. I’ve sucked it several times. But I’m seeing it in an entirely different light now. This time he isn’t going to rape my mouth and throat. This time he’s going to put his cock where no human cock has gone before.
I didn’t see Kong’s cock, the only cock to enter my pussy. I have only the description my tormentors provided to go by. If they were being truthful, Tony’s large cock is slightly smaller than the cock on that monster dog.
Damn! I wish I could stop thinking about those three damned dogs! I’m kinda hoping what Tony and I are about to do will wipe that terrible experience from my memory.
When Tony was naked I stretched out on the bed and moved over to give him room. Tony stood staring down at me for a long moment before he whispered, “Damn you’re beautiful.”
He stretched out beside me and we kissed again. His hands began exploring again and even though I’m trying desperately to wipe away those memories I’m finding it very difficult to understand how any man could want to kiss me after the terrible experience I had this morning.
He began to kiss his way down my body. When I realized where he was going I tried to stop him. I reached down and tried to restrain him. He paused, looked me in the eyes and said, “I know what you’re worried about. Don’t. It’s okay. You’re clean. That crap is gone from your body. Now we’re going to remove it from your mind. I’ll never let something like that happen to you again. Just relax and enjoy this. I know I will.”
I gave in, but I didn’t relax. Not until he kissed his way all the way down to my pussy. He spread my legs, stretched out between them and began to tease my thighs with his lips and his talented tongue. He slowly worked his way back up to my pussy and teased it for several minutes before he drove his tongue inside of me.
Donna was right. Damn he’s good! He quickly began to drive me crazy and I finally opened my eyes, looking down at him in disbelief. Since even before those men forced me to have sex with three dogs this morning I just knew if it happened that no man who was aware of it would ever touch me again. I don’t know what’s wrong with Tony but ... DAMN!!! He very quickly began to drive me totally out of my mind! And he didn’t stop! He ate and he licked and he sucked and I enjoyed orgasm after orgasm until finally I had to beg him to stop.
But it wasn’t over when he finally lifted his head. He got up on his hands and knees and began to kiss his way back up until I felt the head of his large cock pressing against the lips of my pussy as if it can see where it’s going. Finally! I’m going to find out what it’s like to have a REAL cock in my pussy!
I opened my eyes. He’s over me, smiling down. He may not love me but I see affection in his eyes. I felt the pressure build slowly until the head of his wonderful cock gradually entered me. I gasped and he paused for a moment. He whispered, “Are you okay? Are you in pain?”
“God no! I’m not okay!! I’m in heaven!!”
“That makes two of us.”
He eased that big cock into me very slowly, paused for a moment and then began stroking it in and out very slowly, driving me right out of my mind. The orgasms began almost immediately. The feelings were irresistible. I think I’m going to need him to do this to me at least three or four times a day. The first orgasms hit me after only three or four of those slow but earth-shaking strokes and I must have had fifty more before he finally sped up and then stopped suddenly and gasped. I feared for a moment he was having a heart attack!
But then he sighed loudly, leaned down, kissed me and said, “Damn! That was ... that was ... DAMN!”
“I’ll say! You really are good! I’m thinking we should try to do this at least three or four times a day. Okay?”
“I’ll try. But I may have to get help.”
Suddenly the idea of helping out around the office by having sex with his visitors doesn’t sound like such a bad idea. This guy is changing my outlook on life with his tongue and his cock. I love sex!! Sex is wonderful! He rolled off of me and tried to put his arms around me but I said, “No. Not yet.”
I got up on my knees, turned and took almost all of his semi-flaccid cock in my mouth and after I sucked it clean I licked the rest of his cock and then his balls until they were clean.
Then I lay back down and nestled against his side. As soon as I was back beside him he asked, “Why did you do that? You didn’t have to.”
I shrugged and said, “I just learned something from you. I learned I love sex. It’s exciting. It’s fun. It leaves me breathless. And after the day we spent together before you took us to the farm I learned I don’t have to be afraid of cum. It isn’t the tastiest treat on the planet. But taking it into my mouth can be exciting, especially when I’m with a man like you.”
“A man like me?”
“Strong, principled, compassionate and easy on the eyes. Oh yeah! And well hung.”
“Strange way to talk about a man who spent an entire day raping you and humiliating you and then transported you to a farm which exists to turn women into sex slaves ... or worse. I may not have made any of the decisions which led to your two days in hell but I was certainly an accomplice.”
“Yes, but unlike all the other people who were more than willing to take part, it bothered you. Well, the worst parts of it did. I can’t really blame a guy for spending a day enjoying looking at naked women and getting blowjobs. That’s in your DNA.
“But you hated Chapman for who he was and the things he did and you’re the only man in this town who decided to do something about it. Donna and I will always be grateful to you for what you did and for what you’re still doing. You’re a pervert but you’re a nice one. You’re a good man. You impress the hell out of me. I’m really looking forward to working for you and learning all about the business of sex. And suddenly the idea of “entertaining” your guests sounds like it might be exciting.
“God!! I can’t believe how much I’m changing! I’m sure my mother would be upset but I have to admit I kinda like some of the changes in me.”
“Yeah. Me, too. You’re getting more exciting by the minute. I think I’m going to hold onto you for a while. I’ll take care of you. I’ll watch out for you. I’ll protect you. But we’re going to do a little more work on expanding your horizons. You’re a dangerous young woman. It’s too bad I’m old enough to be your father. If I had met a woman like you twenty years ago my life might have been entirely different. Hell! I might even have turned into a decent human being!”
He kissed me again and then got out of bed. He said, “I’m going to take a shower. I need to get back to the office and keep an eye on things for a while.”
“Want someone to wash your back?”
He grinned and said, “I really can’t get over how quickly you’re changing. And I love it. Sure, come on. let’s take a shower.”
While I was washing his impressive body I had a sudden thought. I asked, “Are you really going to be living at the office?”
“Yeah, for a while. Chapman added on a bedroom and a bathroom for nights when he stayed over or for when his guests dropped by for a little free pussy.”
“Since I’m going to be learning the business, how about if I come with you? I could keep you company, keep you warm at night, and if anyone drops by who you think deserves a blowjob or a little pussy I could be there for you.”
He looked at me, cocked an eyebrow and said, “Really?! You’re really okay with that?!”
“I wasn’t at first. Or at least when you first suggested it I felt more than a little uncomfortable with the idea. But I’m changing, quickly. And the time we just spent together in my bed tonight ... Tony, you are having a terrible effect on me. And I love it, at least so far.”
“Okay, you can come with me. I know I’ll enjoy having you around and as you said, you’ll probably learn a lot about the business. What about Donna? Do you think she’d like to join us? I suspect she’s going to be uncomfortable staying alone for a while, especially until I’ve gotten a more firm grip on the business.”
“I’ll ask her. She could probably help me learn the business. She worked for Chapman almost as long as my mother did. I’m sure she could teach me a lot.”
“Good point. Let’s go see if she’s still awake.”
We found her down in the living room. She fell asleep in her recliner. I woke her up and told her she had been right about Tony. He wasn’t just good. He was fantastic. Then I explained that he’s going back to the office. He wasn’t kidding about living there until he’s sure he has everything under control. I told her I’m going with him because I want to learn my new job and asked if she wants to come with us. She might feel safer there and she’ll be there to teach me what I need to know about the sex trade. And besides, Chapman got rid of her car, too. She’s without wheels.
She thought about it for a minute and said, “That sounds like a good idea. And I know you guys think it’s safe here but there are, or at least there were, a lot of very mean people working for Chapman. I’ll feel a lot better about staying in my own home after things have calmed down and I know everyone has gotten the word.”
Tony said to Donna, “Pack your toiletries and enough clothes for a few days.”
Then he turned to me and said, “You pack your toiletries and find a decent outfit to wear. You’re going to get a new wardrobe, hopefully tomorrow. Chapman threw all your clothes away.”
“Tony! I already told you. I’m broke and homeless. I know, you’re going to see to it I’m reimbursed. But that won’t happen right away. I can’t afford a new wardrobe.”
“Don’t worry about it. Chapman will be paying for your new clothes since he took your old ones.”
Donna and I went upstairs and while she packed for a few days away I put on another dress she loaned me. She also gave me in a small plastic bag she had put together earlier containing a spare toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste and a hair brush. When she was ready she picked up her small suitcase and I grabbed the small bag containing her toiletries.
When we got downstairs Tony looked at Donna and said, “I suppose we could pick you up a few nicer outfits, too. If you’re going to be an executive I suppose you should dress a little more like one.”
Donna shrugged and replied, “I’m going to be a pimp and spend my time in strip clubs and those dark rooms where they put on those private little sex shows. I might as well keep dressing like a slut. I won’t stand out so much that way.”
Tony said, “It’s up to you. You certainly look hot in the clothes Chapman’s people made you wear. If you’re comfortable I’m not going to object. But although you’re going to be visiting those clubs you won’t be working in them. You’ll be monitoring them and making sure they’re conforming to our new policies. You and Blair are going to be working out of my office.”
Donna locked her front door and Tony drove us back to his office. It’s difficult to stop thinking of it as Chapman’s office. It has been his office for as long as I can remember. But it’s Tony’s office now and for the immediate future it’s also my office and Donna’s office. Tony didn’t park in the spot reserved for Chapman. He dropped us off by the elevators in the basement parking garage and parked two rows away.
When he made it back to where we’re waiting I said, “It isn’t invisible.”
He chuckled and replied, “No. But there’s a camera pointed right at it and the security guard gave me his word he’d keep a close eye on it.”
It was after midnight when we got to Tony’s office. It’s a very large, comfortably furnished office because Chapman liked to pamper himself and impress people. The fancy attached bedroom and bathroom weren’t put in because Chapman is such a hard worker and spent a lot of nights in his office. He didn’t. His life revolved around sex. Most of the women who worked for him were sex workers, whether they wanted to be or not. There are a lot of them and he had sex with every one of them as often as possible. He liked sex and he liked using women. But I have to think he didn’t like women for some reason. He was a very cruel man and most of the people he treated so badly were women and girls.
I suppose he was able to get away with the things he did for so long because so many people were afraid of him for very good reasons. His enemies had a bad habit of disappearing. That and because he was so good at finding people’s weaknesses and taking advantage of them. People like politicians and police and even judges all were in his pocket.
Some of those people were kindred spirits. They liked using women who were being coerced and forced to pretty much serve as unwilling sex slaves. More of the men Chapman ensnared in his sordid world just sold out for the money and the free sex with which he showered them. That policy is going to continue, but without the “unwilling sex slave” part. I suppose it will just be Donna and me providing that service until things settle down. I was reluctant when Tony first told us what his plans for us are. But after that wild fuck a few hours ago I’m suddenly all in. You know a guy is good in bed if he can have that effect on a woman in just over an hour.
Donna has been in the office before, usually providing sex to Chapman or one or more of the people he was bribing. She knows where everything is and gave me a tour. We decided to keep our toiletries in the luxurious bedroom because we’re uncomfortable with the idea of all the perverts who will be dropping by to see tony and perhaps using the bathroom having access to them. I helped Donna hang the few outfits she packed in the closet. Then we went back out into the office. It’s almost three in the morning and I’m sleepy but I know I won’t be able to sleep. Not yet. Too much has happened to me in the last twenty-four hours.
I looked around the small kitchenette and when I knew where everything was I made a pot of coffee. When it was ready we each poured a cup and sat around Tony’s desk. Tony unlocked the desk and pulled out a thick folder. He opened it up and handed me a sheaf of papers stapled together. I glanced at it but didn’t understand what was.
He explained, “The top four or five pages are the appraisal Chapman got of your house before he stole it from your mother ten years ago when he first turned her into a stripper and then a whore. It was appraised at one hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars back then. It needs a little work now to freshen it up. New paint and carpets. But it’s in pretty good condition and the real estate market being what is your house is now worth at least twice what it was appraised at ten years ago.”
He handed me another similar set of papers and explained, “I asked a friend to reappraise the house this afternoon. That’s what it would be worth on today’s market after the repairs. You can put a lot of money in the bank and move into a nice apartment. I’d feel better about your situation if you moved in with Donna, at least for a while. You two can share the rent on her house. You seem to have gotten to be very good friends.”
I looked at the more recent estimate of the value of our house, the house Chapman forced my mother to sign over to him, and I gasped, looked up and said, “This can’t be right!”
He shrugged and replied, “That’s what the appraiser said your house is worth. And that’s a minimum.”
I looked at him, shook my head and said, “I can’t do that to you, Tony. You’ve done so much for us. You still are. And for all those other women who were victimized by Chapman. You’re a good man and I like you. I want to screw you again, but in bed, not this way.”
He laughed and replied, “I want to screw you again, too. But we can work that out later. Let me explain a few things. I now have control of all Chapman’s assets. I found the folder which held all his banking information, including the offshore accounts along with the account numbers, balances and passwords necessary to access them. It turns out the asshole was one of the wealthiest men in the northeast. Now he’s dead and I’m one of the wealthiest men in the northeast. I don’t need all that damn money. I’m going to spread the wealth. I intend to start making a lot less money while the people working for me start receiving a living wage. I’m going to do as much as I can to make restitution to all those women out there who Chapman stole from and enslaved.
“I like sex as much as any guy I know. I intend to continue to run all these businesses and I intend to screw a lot of these women, but physically, not financially. And only if they’re willing. I’ve worked around a lot of these women since I came to work for Chapman. I learned that a lot of these women enjoy their work. They aren’t happy with the way that asshole screwed them, some of them working for free and living in his whorehouses, eating shitty food and basically living like slaves. But the sex, a lot of them grew to enjoy that. I’ve noticed over the years that when someone takes a woman’s “no” away she quickly loses a lot of her inhibitions.
“One of the things I want you girls to be on the lookout for is women who want out but feel trapped. I don’t know everyone’s life story. I don’t know which women are suited to the work we do here and which women are trapped and feel like they can’t leave even though they desperately want to. I’ve never had to hire a woman to do sex work. I don’t know how hard it is to find them. But my most important goal right now is to find those women and help them find a life more suitable to them. I talked to Doc Green. I told him I want to get some professionals in here to help those women who need it to recover from the things Chapman did to them.”
He turned back to me and asked, “Do you need some time to think about my offer?”
I shook my head and said, “No. I’d be a fool not to accept. I’ll talk with Donna later and see what she wants to do. We could move into her house and split the rent or find a nice apartment. There’s no hurry. But I know I couldn’t move back into the house I thought my mother owned even if I could get it back. It would be a constant reminder of the terrible things that monster made her do for so many years. I want very much to remember only that part of our lives which took place before Chapman enslaved her.”
“Do you have a bank account?”
I smiled and replied, “No, I never had anything to put in one. I made a few bucks babysitting when I was fifteen and sixteen. That’s about the only thing a girl can do in this town if she isn’t a stripper or a prostitute.”
He nodded and said, “Yeah. This is the strangest town I’ve ever lived in. Everything is illegal here but there isn’t a politician, judge or cop who isn’t corrupt. I can’t believe the feds haven’t swarmed in here and cleaned up this mess.”
“Tony, maybe, after you clean up what you can, you might want to think about transferring all that money into your own offshore accounts and retiring before something like that happens.”
“I’ve already started doing just that. It will take a little while. And first I want to do what I can for the women who he victimized. But lately I find myself thinking about a life of leisure. A life without all the violence. A life in which I no longer have to consort with thugs, thieves and assorted lowlife pricks. I would have closed it all down yesterday but I’d end up putting a whole lot of people out of work all at once.”
After a brief pause he said, “That isn’t being entirely honest. It’s a concern. But I can’t deny I’m having fun and I’m looking forward to getting laid a lot.”
He glanced at the clock and exclaimed, “Holy crap! Look at the time! Let’s go to bed for a few hours. Tomorrow ... I mean today is going to be another long, hard day.”
We all took a quick turn in the bathroom, used the toilet and brushed our teeth. Then we stretched out on what is now Tony’s king size bed with him in the middle and got what little sleep we could.
We eventually heard the alarm going off all too soon. We might have slept through it but fortunately it’s some kind of fancy alarm clock with a weird feature I never heard of. The alarm gets louder and louder the longer it goes without being turned off. We got up and took quick showers in an effort to wake up. We got dressed and Tony walked us down the street about half a block to a little restaurant where they serve a very good breakfast.
After we ate we returned to the office. When we left for breakfast we were the only three people on the floor as far as we could tell. When we returned nearly an hour later there were people, mostly young, attractive women in sexy clothes, everywhere we looked. When we returned to Tony’s office we talked about the very hectic schedule Tony has set for himself. It was decided Donna would take me on a tour of those businesses which are open. The whorehouses are always open but the strip clubs won’t open until this afternoon. The gambling places are just opening now. The places where they stage the sex shows won’t be open until nine this evening.
I have a pretty good idea what it’s like in a strip joint. I’ve never been to one but I’ve seen them in movies. But I have no idea what kinds of things happen in those places where they have sex shows. I asked Donna but she shrugged and said, “I’ve heard rumors but I don’t really know. I don’t know why but I was never put to work at one of them. I’ve talked to some of the women who were less fortunate. They didn’t want to talk about it much. They would only say the shows were extremely nasty and were always followed by a free-for-all orgy of mad sex until closing time.”
We turned to look at Tony. He grinned and asked, “Do you really want to know?”
I shrugged and said, “I don’t know. I’m just curious. Do they just have people fucking on a stage?”
“There are shows like that. Or sometimes it’s two women who spend an hour having sex. That’s a popular show as hard as that probably is to believe. But they like to spice things up. There’s a lot of sex between black men and white women. Interracial shows are popular. Sometimes they set up a fake rape. They’ll drag some screaming woman up on stage, rip off her clothes and a whole bunch of men will rape her for a while.
“She’s in on it though she may or may not be doing it voluntarily. They also like to bring in some guy and tie him to a chair. They tell the audience he’s her husband and he’s being forced to watch his wife get raped. The guys get pretty rough and the audience eats it up.
“Sometimes they get really kinky. They’ll strap some woman down to a bench like that one they had you on out at the farm, Blair. Then they bring in some dogs or a pony or some shit like that. There’s all kinds of nasty shit like that. I think you get the idea.”
He laughed suddenly. When we looked at him to see why he was looking at me. There was a huge smile on his face when he said, “We’ve talked about how much you’re changing. You want to see those shows! Or would you like to be in one?”
I blushed and said, “I’d be lying if I said I’m not curious. I think I’d be too embarrassed to go to a show like what you just mentioned. But I am curious. And no, I have no desire to have sex on stage. My brush with showbusiness out at the farm was as close as I want to get.”
“Sorry, but the three of us are going to have to go to a couple of those shows. You two need to learn about that part of your job, too. Now, I’ve got a lot to do. I better get my ass to work.”
Donna and I stood up. I don’t think either of us was sure what we were going to do. I think we’re supposed to begin our tour of the whorehouses. But as soon as we stood up the intercom buzzed. Tony picked it up, listened for a minute and said, “I’ll be right out.”
He looked at us as if he has a decision to make. After a long silence he said, “Maybe it’s time to take a dip in the deep end. Wait right there.”
He went out and closed the door. He was gone for about ten minutes but he wasn’t alone when he returned. Sheriff Holms is with him. Sheriff Holms is a huge man. He’s at least six foot six inches tall and looks like he spends all day every day at the gym. He’s a very handsome black man. He’s very personable and very popular. He has no trouble getting reelected every four years.
Tony introduced us to the sheriff and while he did a very intense body scan of me and nodded at Donna the two of them talked as though we weren’t even in the room. I have no idea what they said. I was staring at Sheriff Holms and I suddenly understood the meaning of Tony’s words when he left the room a few minutes ago! He told us entertaining people in his office would be a part of our job. Donna and I are being offered to the sheriff! I know I should be scared or annoyed. I’m not sure why I’m not reacting that way. But for some reason I’m not. I’m excited!
Donna doesn’t look upset, either. She’s smiling and it doesn’t look like she’s faking it. When there was pause in the discussion they were having she sidled up to him and said, “Hey, Ty! Been a while since I’ve seen your handsome face.”
He is a good-looking man. But I think I’m also excited because it appears I’m about to be given ... well, not given, loaned to a black man. Except for last night with Tony and when I was raped by the dogs I’ve only had oral sex and I’ve only had sex with white men. Something about the idea of being taken by that large, handsome black man is really turning me on! How weird is that?!
He put his arms around Donna, smiled down at her and said, “I’m surprised you recognize me! I didn’t think you’d ever seen my face, Donna. Whenever I see you you’re always looking down at my belt or something.”
I looked down at the impressive bulge in his pants and it was immediately obvious what she’s been looking at. It wasn’t his belt. He continued to hold Donna in his arms but he turned his attention to me. I almost felt the temperature rise when he turned that smile on me and said, “So you’re Anna’s baby girl! The last time I saw you was about ten years ago. You were a cute little thing. You sure as hell turned out nice. You’re a beautiful young lady.”
I smiled and replied, “You aren’t too hard on the eyes, either.” He stared at me and said, “Donna, would you be jealous if I were to spend a little time with Blair?”
“Maybe a little. I assume Tony told you she isn’t using birth control yet.”
“Yes. And it’s a crying shame. But I’m sure we can find something interesting to do. That tight little pussy and sexy little ass may be off limits. But damn! A beautiful seventeen-year-old who was a virgin yesterday morning. I’m afraid I can’t pass that up.”
Donna chuckled and said, “And I can’t blame you. We’ve eaten each other’s pussies and rolled around on the floor some. I think she’s sexy as hell, too. If I had a dick I’d want to fuck her.”
Tony suggested to the sheriff that he take me into the bedroom. The sheriff turned to me and politely asked, “Okay? You don’t have to.”
I think we both know I couldn’t say no if I wanted to. Well, I could. But I very much don’t want to disappoint or embarrass Tony. That isn’t why I’m going to this though. I’m nervous. But much to my surprise, this guy turns me on!
I said, “Just a second, please sheriff.” I went over to Tony and whispered in his ear, “I could take a morning after pill tomorrow.”
Tony laughed and kissed me. Then he turned to the sheriff and said, “Blair is apparently just as anxious as you are, sheriff. She said she’ll take the morning after pill tomorrow morning. Go ahead and fuck her. But please take it a little easy. She’s new at this and I’ve seen you with your pants off. You’re hung like a fucking horse.”
I smiled, took the sheriff by the hand and led him to the bedroom. We entered the large bedroom Chapman added onto his office. I can’t help wondering if the room was intended for sex or sleep. I suspect that large bed has seen a lot more sex than sleeping.
As soon as the door closed behind us he took me into his arms. I can feel his cock pressing against my stomach. He’s so tall that if he took his pants off it would probably stretch up between my boobs! He leaned down and kissed me like he really meant it. We kissed for a few minutes before I felt him begin unbuttoning my dress. Damn this is exciting! I’m pretty sure I’d be excited no matter who I was in here getting ready to have sex with. The idea of being given to a strange man for sex, just like my mother spent the last ten years of her life doing, is suddenly very exciting. But in this instance it’s all the more exciting because the man is huge and black and very well hung.
I know my mind didn’t work this way before Chapman gave me to Tony and his men for a day of oral sex. And I know it doesn’t make sense because I hated everything they did to me that day. But, whether it was the day I spent sucking off four men and eating Donna’s pussy, the morning I spent at the farm having sex with dogs, learning my mother was a prostitute, possibly for as long as a decade, the incredible time spent in bed with Tony last night, or some combination of those things, I’ve been changed by the things which have happened to me in the last few days. If I had to guess I’d guess the fantastic fuck I had with Tony last night is the most likely reason for the changes in me.
The sheriff straightened up and watched as he unbuttoned my dress and it slowly fell open to reveal all the naked flesh underneath. He pulled the top open enough to bare my breasts and moaned. He stared at my tits for a long time before he exclaimed, “You’re fucking beautiful!”
“Thank you. I’m glad you’re pleased.”
He finished unbuttoning my dress and pulled it off. He dropped it on the floor at our feet and I began returning the favor. I removed his suit jacket. It’s obviously a very expensive suit. I carefully draped his jacket over the back of a nearby chair. I dropped to my knees intending to untie his shoes and remove them but his cock was right in my face. I couldn’t resist. I ran my hand over his bulging pants for a moment before asking, “How many women have you killed with this thing?”
He chuckled and replied, “Not a single one. But I’ve made a lot of women very happy over the years. You probably don’t want to hear it but that includes your mother. She was one of my favorites. My favorite thing to do in the world was to spend an evening with Anna and Donna. I may not miss your mother as much as you do. But I sure as hell miss her. If I weren’t so afraid of Chapman I’d have tried to get her away from him.
“The trouble with that was, people who pissed off Chapman had a bad habit of disappearing. I’m pretty sure the best thing that has ever happened to this town is when that bastard just up and disappeared so mysteriously. I had a talk with someone who knows about the changes Tony is making. I’m really happy with what he’s doing. There was nothing I could do about Chapman. He had too many men, too many politicians and judges on his payroll and too much power. The reason me and all the others who were supposedly in a position to stop him weren’t able to wasn’t the small bribes he was paying us or the free pussy he gave us. We were all afraid of the bastard. Tony may not be a saint but he’s a lot nicer guy than his predecessor.”
“Can I ask you a question, sheriff?”
“Sure. What do you want to know?”
“What was it like for her ... you know, working for Chapman?”
“Just like almost all of the girls she hated it ... she hated him and more than a few of the people under him. Understandable. Chapman was a cold, cruel bastard and he surrounded himself with assholes with those same characteristics.
“I guess it was probably harder for Anna at first. She was very conservative and had gone a very long time without any sex. And she was a naturally shy person. The first two or three years almost destroyed her. I’m pretty sure the only reason she was able to survive was for you. It took her about that long to calm down and begin to get what little pleasure she could out of her job.
“A couple of the other girls saw how much trouble she was having coping and tried to help her out. I think Donna was most responsible for helping your mother hold it together. I had the impression Donna and your mother had a special relationship. They relied on each other to keep them sane. Just like you mother, Donna is a special woman. She has been my favorite since I met her. I haven’t hooked up with her since your mom got sick. I just ... I don’t know. It just doesn’t seem right without Anna there.”
“Well, sheriff, it isn’t up to me. But maybe someday we can try it with you, me and Donna. I like Donna. I like her a lot. She almost got killed for trying to protect me. That’s what led to the coup. Chapman sent her out to the farm to make one of those snuff movies even though Tony told him he refused to have anything to do with it. I guess Chapman didn’t believe him. And besides, Tony was fond of Donna. He couldn’t let that happen. That’s why Tony is the new Chapman. But a much nicer version. I suppose I shouldn’t be talking to you about that. I don’t want to get anyone in trouble.”
I leaned forward, kissed the still growing bulge in the front of his pants and said, “I didn’t ask Tony to let me come in here with you to talk politics. Let’s get the rest of these clothes off of you. I’m anxious to see that monster running loose.” I removed his shoes and socks and pushed them under the chair holding his jacket. Then I unfastened his belt and his pants and we took those off. I placed them in the chair with his jacket and watched him remove his undershirt. I stared at his now totally erect cock throbbing as though trying to escape from his underwear. I reached up and caressed it. Then I kissed it several times. I looked up at his smiling face and said, “Now for the big reveal. I can’t wait to see it.”
“It can’t wait to see you, either.”
I had a little trouble getting his underwear down. I’ve never undressed a man before. Apparently a hard cock makes getting undressed a little more difficult. Eventually I figured out I have to pull them out in front to clear his cock. I pulled them down to below his balls and under my breath I exclaimed, “Oh my god!”
He chuckled and said, “Sometimes I think it just looks bigger to white girls because they don’t see as much black cock. I can’t help wondering if it doesn’t look bigger just because it’s black.”
I shook my head and said, “No, sheriff. I’ve never seen a black cock before but until the day before yesterday I never saw any cocks before. I didn’t like them at first because I was afraid and because they were hurting me ... a lot. My opinion of that particular part of the male body was changed last night when I experienced consensual sex for the very first time with a very talented man. We aren’t dating. We aren’t lovers or anything like that. He offered to show me the difference between what I just went through and sex ... making love. He was very good and I learned that what those men did to me wasn’t really sex. The difference was earth shaking. I learned I love sex. I became quite fond of his cock. Thanks to him I’m very excited right now and I’m really looking forward to this. I don’t understand why. I’m not racist. But I must admit the color does seem to add to the eroticism of what we’re doing here. But color aside, that’s a damn big cock!”
“It’s not as big as it looks. How big would you guess it is?”
I leaned back a little and said, “It must be over eleven inches long and at the base it’s close to four inches around.”
“Well, you got pretty close on the circumference. But it’s only ten inches long. I’m telling you. It looks bigger because of the color.”
“Um ... I don’t think ‘only’ and ‘ten inches’ belong in the same sentence.”
I couldn’t resist. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, leaned closer, kissed the moist tip several times and then began licking it clean. He moaned and shuddered violently. Then he caressed my hair and said, “I have to keep reminding myself you’re still only seventeen and you’ve had almost no sexual experience. Because you strike me as a very sexual, very sensual young woman. You really turn me the fuck on!”
I’m not sure about the “you’ve had almost no experience” part of that statement. I’ve managed to cram a lot of experience into the last few days. But those are events I have no desire to dwell on or share with anyone.
I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and started sucking. I began slowly taking a little bit more of it into my mouth with each slow, gentle stroke. I had reached the halfway point when I thought about Dobie. His cock isn’t as long as the sheriff’s but it’s close enough in circumference that I can’t tell the difference. I’m beginning to wonder if I can take it down my throat. Maybe not all the way but maybe half of it. I’m starting to think I could. I’m only hesitating because that would destroy his illusion of having sex with an innocent teenager.
On the other hand, he did say he has to keep reminding himself. I wonder if anyone has ever taken his huge cock into their throat. What the hell. I know it’s going to hurt. But I’ve got to try.
I took my hand away, swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and started slowly, gently fucking his cock with my mouth. He moaned again and under his breath he muttered, “Oh Christ!”
When I had taken almost two thirds of his cock in my mouth he seemed to suddenly realize what I’m doing. He reached out, held my head still and exclaimed, “Are you out of your fucking mind?! Don’t do that! I’m too big!”
I lifted my head, smiled up at him and said, “I think I can do it. One of the men who raped my mouth a few days ago has a cock like yours. It isn’t as long but it’s close enough in circumference I can’t tell the difference. Let me try. I like you. I want to make you happy.” “I like you, too. And I don’t want to hurt you. Come on. Let’s go lie down.” “We can do that, too. But first I have to see if I can do this. Now relax. If it hurts too much I’ll stop.”
He looked at me skeptically for a moment and said, “You know Tony’s looking out for you in his warped way, right? If you fuck up your throat Tony is going to kill me. You know that, right?”
“I won’t. It will hurt a little. But guys seem to get a kick out of it. And if it hurts too much I’ll stop. I promise.”
It wasn’t easy or pleasant. But it’s exciting. And after having my throat fucked by Tony and Dobie I’m almost certain I can do it. I took my time and used the trick I learned from Donna. I didn’t try to take all ten inches of fat cock down my throat in one brutal drive. Instead, I just tried to go a little bit farther down the shaft each time. I concentrated on relaxing and stretching my lips out a little in an attempt to wet the skin just a tiny bit farther down than I did on the previous stroke.
I’m encouraged by his very flattering muttering as I work. It was getting harder as I began to near the base of his cock. I still had about two inches to go and was about to give up when suddenly something gave and the next thing I knew I had the entire cock in my mouth and throat. It hurt like hell but I’m so fucking proud of myself I didn’t even care. I stayed like that until I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen and slowly withdrew. I let his cock slip from my mouth for a moment. I took a few deep breaths and made sure my throat still works. I leaned forward to take his cock back into my mouth but he stepped back, reached down and pulled me to my feet. In a very hoarse voice I exclaimed, “Sheriff! Stop! I can do it! I did it!”
“And it was amazing!”
He lifted my chin until we were looking into each other’s eyes. He shook his head and said, “It’s obvious how proud you are that you were able to do that. But little girl, I never want you to do it again. First of all, I don’t take pleasure from hurting young women. Just as importantly, though, your mother and I were very good friends. She was one of the nicest people I ever met. If I could have I would have gotten her away from that prick, Chapman. I don’t doubt that if there is life after death your mother is up there right now, looking down at me and very disappointed that I would allow you to do what you just did. I let you try because I was certain you couldn’t do it and you would learn from trying.
“You fooled me and caused yourself a lot of pain. We won’t be trying that again. Now, get in that bed and let me show you what I can do with my big black cock that will bring both of us a great deal of pressure and cause no one any pain.”
I’m a little bit disappointed. I really wanted to impress him. On the other hand, after all the assholes I’ve encountered lately it’s hard not to be touched when I come upon a man who doesn’t want to hurt me but wants very much to bring me pleasure.
I pulled the bedspread and the top sheet down and climbed up on the bed. I turned to face him on my knees and asked, “How do you want me?”
He chuckled. When I cocked a questioning eye at him he explained, “Sorry, a line from an old song just ran through my head. ‘Every which way but loose.’ I think I need a vacation.”
I just gave him the weird look he deserved and stretched out on my back. He stood beside the bed looking down at me for a long moment before he muttered under his breath, “Seventeen years old. Damn!”
Then he said, “I wish I could put you in my pocket and take you home with me but I doubt if my wife would be amused. On the other hand, she just might be grateful. We hardly ever make love anymore. She says my cock is too big. I hurt her. I could understand that if she hadn’t seemed to enjoy it so much when we first started dating. My cock sure as hell hasn’t gotten any bigger since then.”
He finally climbed into bed. He stretched out on his side and began exploring my body. He’s very good at it. I reached down with one hand, held and gently caressed his oversized cock while we kissed with growing passion until finally he moaned, “I can’t take this anymore.”
He climbed up over me and I was reminded how large he is. He supported his weight on his knees and his elbows but I had to look up to see his nipples. The man is huge! I can feel his cock on my belly. It’s so large I can’t believe it won’t be painful. But I know I’ll get used to it. Donna has been with him and she obviously likes him and enjoys fucking him.
He lifted his lower body and I felt his cock searching for my entrance. I reached down and guided him. As soon as the head of his cock entered me I rested my hands on the cheeks of his muscular ass and thought, ‘this is either going to kill be or be the best fuck of my life.’
He took his time. He didn’t slam his cock into me. He worked it in with slow, short, gentle strokes until his pelvis was resting against mine. He’s so large that lying under him is making me feel a little bit claustrophobic. That feeling is more than offset by those slow strokes of his enormous cock. I’m getting used to the way it’s stretching me out now and I’m no longer concerned that he’s going to hurt me. Those slow gentle strokes began to speed up and become more forceful. But not until my pussy had adjusted. It felt fucking fantastic!
I wasn’t thinking too clearly by this point but I began thinking back to last night with Tony. Much to my surprise, although the sheriff is a very close second, Tony was a better fuck. I can’t really say why. But I nearly lost my mind when Tony was fucking me. I don’t really know either man very well. But I like them both and I hope I’ll have many more opportunities to compare them.
That was about all the time I had for lucid thought. He began to pick up the pace a little more and before long I was struggling to keep from scratching the hell out of his back and begging him to fuck me harder. And then it was over. He rolled over onto his back and we lay there panting and gasping for a minute or two before he said, “Come on, let’s go take a shower.”
On the way to the bathroom he said, “We’re going to have to do this again ... soon.”
“Oh darn!”
He tapped me on the ass and said, “Smart ass.”
We didn’t talk much after that. We enjoyed a nice, erotic shower. While we were drying off he talked a little about my mother, about how close they had become. Surprisingly, it doesn’t bother me to learn my mother was having sex with the sheriff. I can’t imagine it. I didn’t know about my mother’s secret life until a couple days ago. I only ever saw the ultraconservative side of her ... well, except that right around the time I was seven or eight years old she started wearing sexy, revealing clothes. I remember her feeble explanation. She told me all the women at her office dressed that way. It was required of them.
Now I understand but at the time I honestly don’t remember paying that much attention. Her simple explanation must have satisfied me. I can’t even imagine her doing the things she did, living the life Chapman forced her into. But I’m at least happy to hear there were times when she enjoyed working for Chapman. I feel a little weird about spending an hour fucking and sucking a man my mother had sex with, but only a little.
We dressed and returned to Tony’s office. He’s on the phone and Donna is sitting in a chair in the corner writing something on a pad. She looked up and smiled when we entered the room. I went over, sat down beside her and asked what’s next on our schedule. She showed me the list of things we have to do this week, starting with inspecting the brothels. Then she grinned and asked, “Isn’t he great?! He looks kind of scary when you first see him but I liked him from the first moment I met him. But damn! When he finally took me to bed...!
“I’ve fucked a lot of men since I got sucked into this mess by Chapman. Most of them didn’t know how to please a woman, didn’t try and didn’t care. They just used us to masturbate into as if were just nice warm sperm catchers with tits. But the sheriff and Tony were almost enough to make it bearable.”
“Yeah, I feel the same way about both of them except, at least so far, I haven’t had to put up with all the shit you have. I’m wondering, though, what are we going to do at those brothels and clubs? I don’t know anything about those kinds of places.”
“You’re going to stay close and learn. We’re going to change the atmosphere in those places. The women who work in those places have always been treated like crap. That’s going to change or the people managing them will. And the women who decide to stay on are going to start getting more of the money they’re bringing in.
“Chapman was a multimillionaire thanks to the money he made selling our pussies, selling the nasty DVDs he forced us to make and far too often selling us. I’ve had more than a few friends just disappear. Some were sold overseas and some were taken to the farm to make a snuff film. I can’t decide which of those options is worse. At first I thought a snuff film would be preferable to continuing to live the life I’ve been leading. But when Saul explained how I was going to die and how long it would take suddenly I was willing to opt for the overseas sales option.
“But that’s all in the past. The women are going to be treated much better from now on. The farm is gone. Chapman is gone. Most of the worst assholes who worked for Chapman are gone. Those who remain are aware of the changes Tony is making and like it or not they’ll go along.
“It’s still not the best job in the world but I’m willing to bet most people think that about their jobs. I know some of the women working for Chapman hated him but didn’t mind the work once they got used to it. I liked some of it. I met a few nice guys. There’s an army of them out there married to women who don’t like sex. I suppose more than a few of the women who feel that way are that way due to what piss poor lovers their husbands are. But some of the guys were pretty nice and pretty good in bed when they were with a woman who didn’t just lay there waiting for it to be over. I enjoyed being with some of them.”
I’m not sure that answered my question but what the hell! Except for the day I spent sucking the first four cocks I ever saw and the day I spent at the farm I’m starting to enjoy this ... well, I’m not sure I can call it a job. I don’t even know if I’m getting paid! So far it has been pretty exciting, though.
I turned my attention back to Tony and the sheriff. Tony is just hanging up the phone. As soon as he put it down he reached into his desk, pulled out an envelope and slid it across the desk to the sheriff. Then he sat back, smiled and said, “I hope we can have a better relationship than you had with Chapman. There are going to be a lot of changes. Some of what we do is still going to be illegal, of course. But no one is going to be working here against their will again. I don’t plan on making any changes in the way the strip clubs operate. The underground sex shows are going to continue. They’re very popular and surprisingly profitable. And unlike Chapman, I don’t plan on killing people who piss me off. Any questions?”
“I’ll still be able to date some of the girls, right?”
Tony glanced over at us and replied, “Those two would probably quit if I said no. Yeah, sheriff. I don’t have a problem with that.”
The sheriff stood up and said, “I better get back to work. If you need anything give me a call. I’m really glad you’re taking over, Tony. I never met anyone who didn’t hate Chapman. There were more than a few times I thought seriously of putting a bullet in his head. The only thing that stopped me was the thought of all the chaos that would lead to. I’m looking forward to seeing what this little city is going to be like with you running the business.”
He stopped on his way out of the office, kissed me and Donna and made sure she isn’t jealous. Donna grinned and said, “Maybe next time you can have both of us and we can spend an afternoon together. I don’t have any body parts I can stick down her throat but I’ve tasted her pussy and it’s delicious.”
He just groaned and shook his head. Then he left and we stood up. We grabbed our purses and Donna said to Tony, “We’re going to hit the whorehouses now. If you need anything give me a call.”
As soon as the sheriff closed the door behind him Tony exclaimed, “Blair, are you out of your fucking mind?! He could have killed you with that big cock!”
I smiled and replied, “I did it, though. And really, it isn’t any fatter than Dobie’s. It’s a little longer but only a little.”
“It hurt though, didn’t it?”
I shrugged and said, “Yeah, but it was exciting. I doubt if I could have kept it up long enough to get him off but even so, I was pretty damn proud of myself.”
“Crazy broad. I’m going to make a copy of the DVD for you. Maybe seeing what it looked like when you worked that log down your throat will smarten you up. But I doubt it.”
“Aww, you’re so sweet.”
We started to leave but Tony said, “Wait, I’ve got something for Blair. While you were in with the sheriff I called the doc. I told him what I need. He sent this over for you.”
He held out a small bag and said, “It’s a small bottle of morning after pills, a one month supply of birth control pills and a prescription for more. All the information you need is in there, too.”
I thanked him but then I asked, “I didn’t say anything in there I shouldn’t have did I?”
“No, Blair. You made me proud.”
“Thank you. I’m new at being this close to the top of the food chain. I don’t really know how to be political.”
“Good. I don’t like politicians. Now go to work.”
We headed for the door again but Tony said, “Have you forgotten that neither of you has a car anymore? Take the limo. I called down to let Pam know you’re coming.”
Donna grabbed a clipboard and a file folder and we went out to the elevator and down to the parking garage. She talked a little about what it was like to work in the places we’re going to be visiting. It sounds awful and I had to keep fighting back the tears because I know that for almost half my life Chapman forced my mother to work in those places. Then I remembered Donna’s life pretty much paralleled my mother’s. I reached over, held her hand and said, “It must have been terrible. I’m sorry you had to go through that.”
She shrugged and said, “It wasn’t all bad. We had fun, too. For most of us the first couple of months were the worst. I think it helped that there were so many women suffering the same humiliations. We gave each other a lot of support.”