Donna Joe was surprised. She'd thought she would be able to stay with Edward Cross for a while. She'd thought that she had him tied around her little finger, but she was wrong. True, he lusted after her, but he was frightened by what people might say if she stayed with him.
The fright won out, so early the next morning Edward Cross gave her ten dollars and hurried her to the bus station. She was still in a daze as she watched his truck leave.
She got on the bus but still wasn't sure what she should do. She had only ten dollars, and she knew that wouldn't last for long. Maybe she could get a job somewhere, but she knew that would be hard.
She hadn't noticed the name of the town where the bus had stopped, but it didn't matter. It was a lot like the town she'd just left, or at least she thought so at first.
She noticed that there was something different about it. It had a few places that her town would have never allowed, such as topless bars and strip joints along the main street. Her town was much too "good" to allow anything like that.
Donna Joe began to feel that this might be where she belonged. The signs out in front of the strip joints advertised big, healthy-looking girls wearing very little clothing. Donna Joe compared her body to the signs and thought she might have a chance.
She walked into the first place she had seen. There was a single girl dancing on a table, and Donna Joe caught her breath. The girl was dark-haired and dressed only in a pair of tight panties and two small pasties that covered her big tits.
Well, that was what she had expected, she thought as she made her way through the crowded room to the bar. The bartender looked up at her in surprise.
"Please," she said. "Where can I find the manager?"
"The manager is Bo Kelly. You'll find him in the back office counting his money."
She made her way to the back of the place and knocked on the office door. A rough voice told her to come in. She stepped inside and saw a heavy man dressed in shorts and an undershirt, counting the evening's money.
"What do you want?" he asked without looking up.
"Please, Mr. Kelly," she said. "I thought I might come to ask for a job."
"Ain't no jobs," he said. Then he looked up and saw her, and his mouth dropped open.
"Hold on," he said. "Don't leave so fast."
"You said there weren't any jobs," she said.
"Maybe I spoke too fast," he said. "Maybe I can find something for a pretty girl like you. Why don't you shut the door and come on in, honey?"
She didn't like the tone of the man's voice, and she didn't like the man. Her first nervous thought was that she should run like a rabbit from a hungry fox, but she shrugged her shoulders, stepped inside and shut the door. There was no use putting it off. Sooner or later she would have to make a deal with some man like this one.
"You're a pretty thing," Bo said. "Good, healthy looks. Turn around."
He made her feel like a doll on display as she did a turn for him. He licked his lips when she turned toward him again and knew what was going to happen in that room in the next few minutes. She knew what kind of deal she was going to have to make to get her job. Oddly enough, she didn't care – she was long past feeling ashamed of what she did with her young body.
"Lock the door," Bo said, winking his eye.
She gave him a knowing look as she turned to lock the door. She had to admit that there was something wickedly exciting about this situation. It was something she'd never dreamed she'd find herself doing. Only bad girls did things like this.
"What do you want now?" she asked.
"Well," Bo said slowly. He hesitated, and for the first time looked a little ill at ease. "This is a strip joint. If I hire you, I got to know what I'm getting for my money."
"You mean you want me to take my clothes off?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered. Bo looked as though he didn't really believe she would do it. He looked shocked as she undid her blouse and slipped it off her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her big tits poked toward him.
"My God," Bo whispered, "you really got a pair on you, baby!"
She didn't answer as she slowly unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She rolled her panties down her long, slender legs and kicked them off. She stood naked before him and let him take a good, long look. She saw his eyes move from her big tits to the thick patch of cunt hair between her creamy legs, then back again.
"Am I good enough?" she finally asked.
"Honey," Bo said, "you're too good. I think we should set you up for some private performances. A girl with a body like yours doesn't have to worry about dancing. All you got to do is show it."
"Then you're going to hire me?" Donna Joe asked.
Donna Joe saw a hungry look come to his face. She'd known it wasn't going to be that easy. She was going to have to do more than just take off her clothes. She knew she wasn't going to be able to leave that room without having his cock between her legs.
"Well, it's not that easy," Bo said. "I mean, I have some other things to consider before I give you a job. I mean, you just walked in off the street. There are certain things we have to know about one another."
"I think I know what kind of things you want to know," Donna Joe said softly.
Donna Joe could feel her heart pounding. She sounded braver than she felt, but understood that it was a completely different world she was living in now.
Bo smiled as she waked toward him. She kissed him on the mouth and felt his fat tongue stab against hers. She felt his hand grab one of her tits, squeezing gently and rubbing the nipple with his thumb.
"Ummmmm," she moaned softly. She took his hand and led him back behind his desk. He sat down in his chair and she slipped down into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pressed her big, soft tits against his chest. She purred like a kitten as she rubbed her tits against him and moved her shapely ass around on his lap. She felt his fat prick stiff against the naked cheeks of her ass, and felt his hand at her tit again. She didn't find him attractive, but his groping hand made little electric tingles shoot up her spine. She knew she would enjoy getting fucked by him.
"Baby," he groaned. "Baby, you sure know what you're doing. You must have gotten a lot of practice with those small town boys."
"Not really," she said, wiggling a little more. "I guess I'm just a natural."
"You sure are," Bo agreed.
Bo gently pushed her away and slipped down in his chair so that his lips could reach her tits. She felt his hot, wet tongue gently brush across her aroused flesh and reached for the back of his head, puffing his face closer to her hot tits.
"Ummmmm," she said. "Kiss my tits. I like that. Kiss my hot tits!"
His wet mouth sucked hard at her flesh. He had a big mouth, and she felt half of her big tit slip into his throat. His tongue went crazy over her nipple, and she went wild. She could sense that sweet-feeling knot in her belly.
"My cock is hurting," Bo said.
"Ummm," she said. "I know just what to do about that."
She got out of his lap, knelt on the floor and found his zipper. She pulled it down and slipped her hand inside the opening. His prick was tangled in his shorts, and she'd never felt such excited heat come from a cock before.
"Ummmm," she said quietly. "You feel so hot."
"I am hot, baby. I'm hotter than hell!"
Donna Joe realized that Bo was one of those older men who really liked young girls. He was very turned-on, and he couldn't keep his hands off of her big tits. His fingers excited her. She didn't mind the way he groped at her and tweaked her aroused nipples. That only made her hotter.
"Let me take this out," she told him as she fingered his cock.
"Oh shit yes, baby," he said.
She untangled his cock from the underwear and pulled it out of his trousers. She circled his pulsating prick with her fingers. He was as hard as rock as she moved her hand up and down and felt his prick trying to jump out of her hand. So far she hadn't been with a man who had gotten this excited. She moved her hand faster and saw a few pearly drops of jism on the bulbous head. "You are beautiful," she told him.
"Kiss it, baby," he moaned. "Kiss it if you think it's so Goddamned beautiful!"
She moved down and kissed it. She rubbed her full lips across the bulbous head and felt the come juice on her tongue. He tasted good, better than what she had expected. She was discovering that each prick had a slightly different taste – some would be better than others. This fat man's fat prick was very, very nice.
"Shit," Bo groaned. "Shit, you're making me feel crazy, baby. You're making me feel so crazy!"
She felt crazy herself as she took the entire head of his thick cock into her mouth. She moved her tongue around the hot ridge and he pushed more of his cock into her mouth. She felt his strong hands on the back of her head.
"Come on, baby," he moaned. "Take it deep, you little cunt! Take it all the way into your Goddamned mouth!"
He pulled on the back of her head and she knew she had no choice. She took a deep breath and sucked all of his hard cock-meat deep into her throat. She could feel his hot, pulsating cockhead rubbing the back of her throat, and she loved it. God, she knew that there was something wrong with her, but she loved it.
She began to move her head up and down, bobbing slowly and letting her tongue explore every delicious inch of his hot cock. She knew that she was driving him insane with lust, and she let her teeth scrape his sensitive ridge, knowing that it added to his excitement. She was enjoying herself as she took him to the brink, and could feel the hot power within her.
"Bitch," he grunted. "Bitch, you're going to make me come in your mouth. Stop it, now! Let me take my trousers off!"
She didn't want to stop sucking him and he finally had to push her away violently, but not for very long. He quickly stripped the rest of his clothes off and sat in his chair. She took a long look at him and knew that she had never seen anyone as ugly as he in her life. He looked almost obscene with his fat belly hanging down.
Donna Joe knew he was also beautiful in a way. His fat cock stood out as hard as rock, and that was probably the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. She could still taste it in her mouth. She didn't understand it, but it made her feel like a crawling, humiliated slave-girl, willing to do anything to have it.
"All right, little bitch," he said. "Come and get it! Crawl over her and show me what you can do with your sweet, hot mouth. Show me what a cunt you can be!"
It was true. She heard the words ring in her ears and knew she was a cunt. The only way she could enjoy sex was when a man degraded her and called her names, making himself master over her, even when it was a fat man like this one.
"Hurry the fuck up!" he said.
She crawled to him and heard his shout of joyous laughter. He held his prick out to her and she put both hands on it. She began to lick frantically at the bloated top like ice cream, and could feel her nipples swell as she grew more excited.
"That's right, little cunt," Bo said. "Lick my cock. Show me how much you like cock-meat. You little cunt! You bitch!"
She knew Bo realized that rough words and treatment made her work harder. She hadn't wanted him to realize that, but it was too late. He finally understood what turned her on.
She sucked his prick deep into her mouth. He pulled her head roughly and stabbed his prick savagely between her puffy lips, then lifted her head again.
"Get down on the floor," he said. "On your back, cunt. Do as I tell you."
She stretched out on her back and he knelt over her. He forced her to lick his great, hairy balls and the crack of his ass, giving instructions all the while. Each moment she felt the excitement inside of her grow more intense.
"Now my cock again, cunt," he said. "Now I'll show you how a woman really sucks cock!"
He crouched down and stabbed, his prick into her mouth. This time he had complete control as he pushed his cock in her sweet, wet mouth all the way to his balls. She choked, but there was nothing she could do.
She tried to control her fear and relax as he drove his cock into her mouth. She could taste his salty cock cream as it leaked down the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly as she slowly started to get into the rhythm of things.
Bo couldn't remain in that position for very long, and finally tired of it. He went back to his chair and forced her to get up on her hands and knees. This time she kneeled between his fat legs and took his throbbing prick into her mouth again, knowing that he was going to let her take him all the way.
"That's it," he said softly. "Just suck me sweet. Take that thing in your mouth and suck, me nice and gentle. I'm going to shoot my cream right in your mouth, sugar!"
She took it nice and easy, just as he wanted. Her tongue covered all of his thick cock before she sucked him into her mouth again. Then his thick cock went all the way into her throat and she began bobbing her head again.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "You fucking sweet bitch! You really know how to suck a cock. You give good head, sugar. You know how to use your mouth!"
She could feel the tender swelling of his cockhead as she sucked him. She knew it wouldn't be much longer before he shot his cream into her mouth. She moved her hand up his thighs to caress his heavy balls. She felt the pressure in his balls and moved her head faster. She let her silky hair brush against him as she worked with her lips and tongue. More of his cock cream leaked into her mouth.
"I'm going to come," he groaned. "I'm going to till your fucking cunt mouth! I'm going to come! SHIIIIIT!"
His ass jerked off the chair and his thick cockhead drove deep into her mouth. She felt the hot spurt of his jism flood her mouth and couldn't contain it all. It dripped out of the sides of her mouth and onto her chin.
She swallowed as much of it as she could and kept sucking until she knew he had been drained dry. Then she felt him slowly pull back, and his half-limp cock slipped out of her come-covered lips.
"You do good work," he said softly. "Really good work. You deserve a little reward."
Donna Joe wondered what kind of reward he had in mind. She looked at his limp cock and knew that he wouldn't be able to give her what she craved, at least not for a while. Right now a fat, hard cock was what she needed. Sucking his cock had made her hot and she needed something to fill her cunt.
"What will you give me?" she asked breathlessly. "Something I think you'll like," he said. He reached over and pushed a button beneath his desk, and a moment later someone seemed to explode into his office.
Donna Joe hadn't even noticed if he had come through a door, but she did notice that he was big and blond, and that his rough face was scarred from dozens of fist-fights. Donna Joe knew she had never met a man like this one.
Bo laughed when he saw the look on her face. "This is Tank, honey. I don't know his real name. Tank is the only name I've ever called him by. He's kind of big and stupid, but there are some things he does very well – like fucking and fighting."
Donna Joe understood why Tank had been brought into the room – Bo wanted him to fuck her while he watched. It was another degrading thing, but she didn't seem to care. Her cunt was too itchy and she needed his cock, even if Bo did have to watch.
"You want him to fuck me?" Donna Joe asked.
"Hell yes," Bo said. "Your cunt is hot. Tank will be your reward."
Bo laughed as Donna Joe stood. She could see the interest in Tank's eyes, but he looked a little confused too. He looked at Bo questioningly.
"Go ahead, Tank," Bo said, giving his approval. "Fuck her! She's yours. And be rough, Tank, as rough as you like. The little bitch likes it rough!"
She saw a glint of frenzy in Tank's eyes and suddenly felt afraid. This man was a little bit crazy, and he might hurt her if he became very rough. She had been excited a moment before, but now she started to back away from him.
"Look at her," Bo said. "She's going to play hard-to-get. You'd better catch her, Tank."
There was no way out for Donna Joe, and Tank knew it. He watched her like a cat watches a mouse as he undressed himself. She had never seen so much hair on a man. He looked like an ape, and her eyes nearly popped out as she saw the huge, meaty cock stick up between his muscular thighs. It was huge, big enough to tear her completely in half. She'd never seen such a big cock. She swallowed nervously and tried to run for the door.
She didn't care about running outside while naked. All she cared about was getting away from this big man. She didn't want to be fucked by him – he would kill her!
She wasn't fast enough. He grabbed her, pinning her against the wall with his heavy weight. She felt his big cock poke against one of her thighs.
"Please," she whispered. "Please don't hurt me!"
"Treat her rough," Bo said. He stood close, and she could almost feel the touch of his breath. "Treat the little bitch rough. She likes it that way."
She felt the gentle pressure of his cock between his legs and knew Tank intended to fuck her while she was pinned against the wall. She'd never done it standing up and didn't think she'd like it, especially with Tank. But there was nothing she could do. His heavy weight crushed her, and she was completely helpless.
"Put it in her," Bo urged. "Stick it in her cunt. Let's see what kind of bitch she is!"
Donna Joe screamed with both pleasure and pain as he stabbed his thick cock between her legs. He didn't get his cock all the way inside her cunt with the first thrust, but it stretched her cunt as it had never been stretched before. She already felt filled by cock, and his thick prick felt like it was deep in her belly.
"Give it to her all the way," Bo urged. "Show her what a real cock feels like."
Tank grunted as he savagely drove the rest of his big prick into her hot cunt. She screamed and tried to escape the meaty cock that stretched her pussy, but her wiggling only excited him. He was a beast, an animal with no feelings except those produced by his huge cock.
Donna Joe stopped struggling, and the pain slowly eased off. Her cunt was slowly growing used to the meaty prick, and she was lucky Tank wasn't too rough. He waited until he could feel her moving underneath him.
"Yeah, Tank," Bo said. "Now give it to her. Fuck her good. Drive her sweet ass through the wall!"
She turned her eyes toward Bo and saw that his cock was hard again. He was beating himself off, and there was a lusty gleam in his eyes. He was enjoying himself. No wonder he was in this kind of business, she thought. He enjoyed looking!
Tank began to move, his big cock pumping in and out of her cunt with a powerful rhythm. She felt as if she were a nail being driven into a wall by a gigantic hammer, but it didn't hurt so much any longer. She started to feel wet and hot again.
"This is great," Bo said, beating his meat a little faster. "This is fucking great!"
Donna Joe could feel Tank's powerful muscles as he fucked her. Her body had relaxed completely and she was really beginning to enjoy it. Maybe Bo was right, maybe she did enjoy it more when it was a little rough.
"Fuck me," she groaned softly. "Oh yes, Tank! I'm beginning to like it! Fuck me!"
She didn't mind Bo's grinning face any more. She didn't even mind when he moved closer, so close that she could almost feel the tip of his cock against her thigh. She knew that he was going to shoot his come on her skin, but she didn't care. It was delicious to have Tank's big cock inside her.
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh yes, fuck me! On yes!"
She lifted her long legs and wrapped them around Tank's hips. She gasped as she felt his cock slip into her a little deeper. There was nothing as nice as big cock, she thought. She began to move her hips in response to his thrusting rhythm.
"You're good," Tank gasped. "You're sweet. You've got a sweet cunt. I like to fuck!"
"Oh yes," she moaned. "I like to fuck too. I like your big cock, Tank!"
She heard Bo pant and she turned her head to see. He was jerking his cock hard, and she could see bubbles of come on the tip. He groaned and pressed his bloated cockhead against her side, and she felt his jism spurting over her flesh.
"Bitch," Bo grunted. "Come-covered bitch!"
She grew more excited as Tank drove his big prick into her hot cunt. She humped back hard to meet his thrusting cock, and she could feel her cunt getting wet and her own excitement growing.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "You're making me come! Oh God, what a big dick. WHAT A BIG FUCKING DIIICK!"
Her juices flooded his cock as she felt the pleasure spasms shake her body. Her climax seemed to excite rank a little more, and he seemed to become more of a savage with each brutal thrust.
"You cunt," Tank grunted. "Cunt, cunt, you cunt, CUUUUUNT!"
He slammed brutally into her cunt and she felt the hot spurt of his jism fill her insides. It felt like he had gallons of it! The insides of her thighs felt sticky with his come, and drove into her cunt two more times. Then she felt him release her and his cock slipped out of her wet cunt.
"Oh God," she moaned softly. Her legs felt cramped but she'd never felt so well-fucked.
"I think you've got a job," Bo said.