When Brenda got to the club that evening, she hurried past Denton's office and into the waitresses' lounge, hoping she wouldn't meet her new boss. She had only two days left to work at the Red Dragon. If she could avoid Denton, she could get through it.
It was a busier evening this time, and Brenda was occupied on the floor till midnight. Then she took a breather at the bar. Just as she was lighting a cigarette, Denton walked up. He had a knowing grin on his face, and he stood close to Brenda – so close that she could feel the heat of his body.
"Hello, beautiful," he said. "You've been avoiding me."
Brenda blushed and put out her cigarette. "If you'll excuse me, Mister Denton," she said, "I have to get back to work."
"No, you don't," said Denton, seizing her wrist. "The crowd's thinned out. The other girls can handle it. I want you to come to my office."
"I'd rather not," Brenda said wearily. "We have nothing to talk about."
"Who said anything about talking?" Denton said.
He started toward the office, dragging her along. Brenda didn't know what to do. She didn't want to make a scene, but she didn't want to be alone with him, either. She didn't trust herself alone with Denton, not after last-night.
"Please," she said, "let me go!"
"Shut up," said Denton, jerking hard on her wrist.
Brenda gave a yelp of pain. Denton hustled her into the office and locked the door behind them.
"Get your clothes off," he said. "I been horny for you all evening, baby. I can't wait any longer."
"But, Mister Denton," Brenda said, trying to delay, "I'm supposed to be on the floor, working."
"Don't worry," he said dryly, "I won't take it out of your paycheck. Now get undressed. I need you NOW!"
Brenda was trembling. She was going to have to resist him, and that would mean getting fired, no paycheck at all. At least then tonight would be her last night.
"No, Mister Denton," she said, "I'm not going to make love to you. I want, only one man, my husband. You can fire me if you want – I don't care. But if you don't let me go back to work, I'm going home."
His dark face suffused with anger, Denton stepped toward her and seized her wrist again. He spoke in a cruel hissing voice. "I told you last night, women don't say no to me," he said. "Any woman who tries that gets punished."
He twisted her arm behind her. The pain was awful. Brenda cried out and sank to her knees. "You're hurting me, you animal," she said. "Let go!"
Denton lessened the pressure a little but did not let go. He kept her on her knees. "You're going to be punished," he said. "You're not leaving here till I teach you a lesson."
Brenda tried to struggle loose, but it was hopeless. Denton was too strong for her, and her struggles only produced more pain. She stayed on her knees, trembling and sobbing.
"What kind of creep are you?" she said. "How can you want a woman who doesn't want you?"
Denton laughed harshly. "Oh, you want me, baby," he said. "You just ain't admitting it."
Brenda moaned. She wondered if he was right. She remembered the shameful way she'd behaved with him last night, going wild with pleasure when he pushed his cock into her, begging for more… No, she had to resist him. She owed it to Hal.
"All right," Denton said, "unless you want your arm twisted more, you do what I say. Unzip my pants."
Brenda wanted to scream obscenities at him, kick him, kill him – but for the moment she could only do as he asked. He could break her arm in a second, and she knew it. Sobbing, she raised her free arm and unzipped his fly.
"Good," said Denton. He was starting to breathe heavily. "Now take my cock out."
Brenda shuddered. She didn't want to touch him. She didn't want her arm broken, either, though, so she obeyed. She reached into his pants and felt the warm soft lump of his cock. She drew it out. It hung from his open fly like a huge obscene worm, limp and pale.
"Pick it up," said Denton. He was almost panting in his evil excitement.
Shuddering, Brenda slipped her hand under his doughy limp prick. She could feel it throbbing against her palm.
"Lick it," he said.
"Oh, nooo," Brenda said.
He twisted her arm, and she screamed. "Do what I told you," he said.
She would do anything to end that terrible pain. She leaned forward quickly, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick gingerly up and down the limp wormy length of his prick. Denton moaned softly.
"Yeah," he said, "yeah, that's it, baby. Lick my meat…"
She hated doing this to him. This was something she reserved for her husband, the man she loved. It seemed evil and wrong to give Denton the special treat she saved for Hal. She had no choice, however. She licked dutifully, covering every bit of his flaccid cock with her gleaming spit.
Denton grinned down at her. "That's more like it, doll," he said. "If you just do like I tell you, we can have a real good time."
Brenda resisted the urge to tell him off. If she obeyed him, maybe he'd let her go soon, and she could get home to Hal. That was all she could think of now, being with Hal, never leaving him again. She would never come back to the club. That last paycheck didn't matter.
"Take down my pants," said Denton. "I want you to lick my balls, too."
Shuddering, she obeyed. Her only hope was to do exactly as he wanted, get the ordeal over with, and get out. He released her arm, and she eased down his pants. He wasn't wearing shorts. His thick-haired balls hung limp and rosy before her eyes.
"Go on," he said hoarsely, "lick my nuts…" Brenda leaned very close and placed the wet hot tip of her tongue on the hairy warm surface of his testicles. She began to lick. Again she thought how wrong it was. She should be home doing this for Hal, not for this sadistic creep. Why had she insisted on going back to work? It seemed so foolish now.
"Yeah," Denton said, "yeah, lick my nuts, baby… Lick my cock some more, too. Do it all over…"
Brenda lost track of time. She licked and licked over the hot throbbing surface of Denton's limp cock and balls, fearing that he'd hurt her again if she didn't obey. She had only one consolation for this ordeal. She'd never see him again after tonight.
"That's good," he said, "real good. Now take my cock in your mouth and suck on it."
Brenda shuddered with revulsion. She simply couldn't do THAT. For Hal, yes, but not for anyone else… "Nooo," she moaned, "oh, no…"
Denton seized her arm and started to twist it behind her back. "I'm good at this," he told her coldly. "Used to be a bouncer. I can break a grown man's arm in one movement. You wanta make me prove it?"
She sobbed and shook her head. Denton let go of her arm, and Brenda crawled over to him and crouched on her knees. She picked up his limp dangling spit-soaked cock and brought it to her lips. She hated him for making her do this.
Denton was breathing heavily again. "That's right, doll," he said. "Put it in your mouth. Blow me…"
Quivering with rage and revulsion, Brenda slowly slipped his soft limp prick into her mouth. She fought the urge to gag. She realized that if she could suck him off fast, her torment would be over. It was in her own best interest to blow him fast and do a good job of it.
She managed to take him all the way in, down to his coarse-haired balls. She began to suck him, applying a strong vacuum pressure, swishing her tongue wickedly around and around the fat sensitive head of his cock. She sucked fast and hard. Denton gasped with pleasure.
"Awww, Christ, yeah," he said. "That's great, baby. I didn't know you were a pro."
Brenda blushed hotly. She was hardly a pro. She'd given only one other blow job in her whole life, to Hal. She remembered the things Hal had liked, though, and she used them on Denton. He obviously liked them, too.
While she sucked loudly and wetly on his cock, Denton swayed dizzily before her, his face flushed with arousal, his mouth twisted in a horny grin. He yelped, moaned, panted.
"Eat me, eat me," he said, in a hoarse chant. "Yeah, baby, suck that meat…"
It wasn't long before he got hard. He was too excited to hold back. Brenda felt his cock twitching into life on her tongue, then growing long and stiff and fat. It butted into her throat, almost choking her. She wanted to spit it out. The thick shaft was stretching her lips painfully. She knew it would be wiser, though, if she sucked him even harder made him cum fast. She increased the speed and pressure of her sucking, and Denton moaned loudly.
"Awww, Jesus, that's good," he said. "Blow me, baby, blow me!!!"
Brenda's jaws ached from the prolonged sucking, but she kept telling herself that it couldn't be long now. Denton was very excited. His cock began to drip strong-tasting juice down her throat, and he began helplessly pumping his hips, feeding his thick rigid dick in and out of her hot juicy mouth. She dreaded the burst of his cum, but anything would be better than prolonging this disgusting scene.
"Christ," Denton said, gasping, "Ohhhhh, Christ… Yeah, baby, that's really good. Man, what a whore you'd make… I never been sucked so good!!!"
Brenda fought back her tears. Thank God Hal couldn't see her now, on her hands and knees, sucking a strange man's cock. If she got out of this, she'd never be unfaithful again. She sucked ever harder, trying to bring him off.
Suddenly, though, Denton pushed her away. His big long cock popped from her mouth, gleaming with her saliva, rosy from her hard sucking. It waved lewdly, heavily before him. The dark slit mouth of his glans was drooling thick cream. He gasped for breath.
"Shit," he said, laughing, "you sure surprised me, baby. I thought you'd piss yourself if I asked you to blow me. Turns out you like it."
That's what you think, creep, Brenda thought angrily.
She was impatient with the delay. If he wanted her to blow him, why didn't he let her get on with the job? She crawled forward, her mouth open, trying to suck his long waving pole in again. Denton laughed and stepped back.
"Uh-unh," he said, "no more goodies for you. We're gonna ball now, baby. I remember how much you liked it, so I'm gonna give you a treat."
Brenda moaned. She didn't want that. If he fucked her, she might not be able to control herself. She'd been horny all night, thinking of Hal. Maybe she could talk Denton out of it. She made her voice husky and longing.
"Please," she said, eyeing his wet stiff prick, "let me blow you. I'd love to blow you…"
"No," said Denton, grinning. "We're gonna ball. You gotta learn to take orders, baby. You gotta do just as I say."
Pig, thought Brenda.
Okay, so she'd have to fuck him. She could endure it. Hopefully he wouldn't last long, and then she could go home – for good. She'd endure almost anything to get away from this monster.
"Strip," he said. "Make it fast. I got a hard-on with no place to go."
He had a hard-on, all right. As Brenda got out of her costume, the long rosy prick weaved and bobbed heavily from his crotch, as if taunting her. He wasn't as well hung as Hal, she noted with satisfaction, but he was plenty big enough.
Brenda undressed quickly and went over to the couch Denton kept in his office. She lay down on her back and opened her long legs lewdly wide, throwing one up over the back of the couch and letting the other slide off the edge. Her pussy was wantonly exposed, and Denton gawked hungrily at the gleaming red slit. She wanted it that way, wanted to excite him so much that he'd cum very fast.
Grinning, Denton walked over to her and knelt between her out-stretched legs. He obviously believed that she wanted him, that she'd spread her legs lewdly wide just for him. He looked at her knowingly and slipped his hand into her crotch.
He rubbed her pussy a moment, then drew back with an angry look.
"You're dry, baby," he said, glaring at her. "You been faking it. I don't like that."
Brenda was at the end of her patience. She just wanted to get out of there and go home. "So what are you going to do about it?" she said. "I can't fake a wet cunt. Just go ahead, do it."
"Uh-unh," said Denton. "I'm gonna make you want it."
His dark head dipped into her crotch. Brenda gasped and seized his hair, trying to pull him away, but too late. She felt his scalding hot tongue snaking between the plump lips of her mons, tickling the ultrasensitive lump of her clit. Blinding pleasure ripped through her body.
"Ooooooooo," she wailed.
Her fingers went limp and slipped from his hair. Her eyes rolled crazily, and her full mouth twisted into a sensual little leer. Denton's expert tongue lashed and rimmed her hot little bud. It felt fantastically good. She was lost, and she knew it.
She just couldn't resist being touched there, licked there. It was the key to her whole response, that funny little lump of flesh. Denton's rough wet tongue tip tickled, circled, lashed, licked, and Brenda moaned and sighed with hot heavy pleasure. Her cunt began to cream onto his flushed face. Her body was out of control, no longer obeying her screaming conscience.
She knew this was wrong, hideously wrong. She loved Hal, wanted to be faithful to him. She despised Denton. Yet she lay there with her legs wide apart, letting Denton eat her pussy, loving it. It was so good, she couldn't bear to make him stop.
"Eat me," she whimpered, "eat meee…"
He did a good job of it, too, the bastard. Obviously he'd had plenty of practice. He lashed and licked her horny little bud into fat throbbing erection, while Brenda moaned and whined. Then he snaked his wet rough tongue lower between her legs, into the steamy pit of her cunt mouth.
"Yesss," she gasped, "oh, yes, put it up my cunt… Lick me there…"
She hated herself for that, but she couldn't control anything any more, not her movements or her cries or the heavy creaming of her aroused twat. She felt Denton thrusting his thick wet tongue up her nipping horny box, thrusting all the way to the root. The fat wriggling tongue filled her, probing deliciously.
"Oooooo," Brenda wailed, "yes, yes… Lick my cunt…"
He began to tongue-fuck her, working his thick wet tongue swiftly in and out of her scalding cream-drenched box. Brenda went wild. Her lush body shook with pleasure, and she moaned steadily, hoarsely. She forgot everything, even Hal, as she rode with the delicious sensation of having her cunt probed and licked.
Just as she was on the verge of cumming, Denton withdrew his tongue and sat up, grinning wickedly. He wiped her cream from his face and seized his erect drooling dick.
"Now we're gonna ball," he said, "and you're gonna like it."
Brenda couldn't deny that. She was aching for his cock, dying to get laid. She'd worry about it later. She'd never see this man again anyhow. Hal would never know…
"Roll over," said Denton. "On your knees."
Brenda quickly obeyed. She didn't care how she got it, so long as she got it. She would have done it standing on her head. She got onto her hands and knees and raised her shapely little ass high for him.
She felt Denton's hot sweaty hands on her hips as he steadied himself. He was panting, hotly excited. He wedged the thick knobby head of his dick into the tight wet mouth of her twat. She felt his thick juices dribbling into her.
"Now tell me," he said, panting, "tell me you want it."
It figured. The creep couldn't just ball her. He had to make her beg for it first. Well, she wasn't going to be proud. She wanted it too much. That fat hard cock head was poised just at the mouth of her hungry cunt, driving her crazy. She had to have it deeper…
"I want it," she said huskily. "I want you to fuck me…"
"That's good," he said. "That's what I like to hear. You're learning, doll."
He slowly pushed his thick meat up her tight, juicy box, gradually filling her, stuffing her. Pleasure blasted through her body. She'd been needing this for hours. She only wished it was Hal, not Denton.
"Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned, "ohhh, God, yesss…"
Denton chuckled evilly. "Yeah, baby," he said, "I know it feels great. I know you dig a good stiff cock…"
His words shamed her, but she couldn't deny it. Without sex, she went crazy. She had to have it, even from him, even from a man she despised.
"Fuck meee," she whined, "Do it to me…"
He laughed again. Of course he was enjoying her shameful surrender, the creep. He got off on humiliating her. Brenda no longer cared. Let him get his jollies from her torment, just as long as he fucked her and ended that terrible nagging need in her cunt.
At last he moved, slamming his thick hard dick swiftly in and out of her hot gushing cunt. Brenda wailed her delight. This was what she wanted and needed, a brutal hard fucking, a near-rape.
"Yes, yes," she cried, "slam it to me… Fuck me hard!"
"You bet I will, doll," Denton laughed. "After this, you're gonna be walking funny. Hope your husband don't notice…"
Even the mention of Hal wasn't enough to turn her off, not now. She rode Denton's thick jerking cock, wailing her pleasure, lost to everything else…