The following day, Mr. Ward was waiting for her when she went downstairs for a late breakfast.
"Just thought I’d drop by early to take you out to the club," he said, as he met her in the lobby, "I've already made my calls for the morning, so the rest of the day is free."
She didn't know what to say to get out of going, so she just smiled weakly and said, "Wait until I get something to eat and then I’ll get my things and be ready to go." She was not looking forward to the prospects of working at the Kit Kat, but she really didn't have a choice with her financial position the way it was. She didn't say much while she ate and Mr. Ward could sense her apprehension and tried to liven her spirits and reassure her that the job would pay very well and as she saw last night, a lot of young white girls were working there, so she shouldn't worry.
But, she still couldn't help thinking about what she had heard the girls discussing in the wardrobe room the night before and no matter how she tried to put it out of her mind, she couldn't forget what they had said about Mr. Ward. It was unbelievable.
She lit cigarette after cigarette on the drive out to the club, but it did little to relieve her tension. She didn't want to work there and there was no sense in trying to kid herself, she just wouldn't fit into that kind of life.
When they arrived in front of the club, she was about to tell him that she had changed her mind, but William came out and met them at the car.
"Good afternoon, glad you came back. I was afraid that the show might have made you change your mind," he said.
"Well, I thought that I may as well find out what it's all about, so I'll give it a try for awhile," she answered weakly, her courage to refuse deserting her.
"Good. I'm sure you’ll learn to like it here. We're a very friendly group, as you’ll soon see," he added, grinning at her with a familiarity she didn't like at all.
The club looked even worse in the daylight, at least at night the dim lights hid the fact that the place was so filthy, the furniture held together by miscellaneous nails and tape and the bar completely covered with a thick layer of dust. A few of the girls were sitting at one of the tables drinking coffee and brandy and just passing the afternoon until it was time to go to work. William took her over to the group and introduced her to three girls whom she had seen the night before, but had not met.
They invited her to sit down.
"Welcome to the trap," one of them said without enthusiasm but William shot a piercing look at her and she lowered her eyes quickly to the table and mumbled something about, "It's really not that bad, I was just kidding." This introduction was hardly what she had expected, but she was there and it was too late now. Later, after a quick drink, they took her into the wardrobe room and found her a costume that would fit with a minimum of alteration.
"Don't you think it's a bit tight through the bust," she asked hesitantly.
"That's the way they like it, sweetie," one of the girls chimed in. "The more tit they see the better the tips. It takes a little time to get used to, but it's so dark in there at night, that you could walk around nude and I doubt if anyone would pay much attention." She stopped for a moment then added, "Not that you don't have a knock-out shape, but it's just that when the show goes on, no one watches us anyway." The girls were all trying to be very friendly, but she could sense the tension in the air. Finally one of the girls who had been quiet up to this point said, "Listen, I don't know how you got involved with our charming Mr. Ward, but, sweetie, if you think you still have a chance to get out, take it!" The other girls looked at her and told her to lower her voice or William would hear her.
"I don't care," she continued, "She seems like a good kid and I hate to see her fall into this rat race. Believe me, once you're in, there's no getting out and it isn't exactly a picnic."
Candace started to ask her what she meant, when suddenly the room went silent for William and Mr. Ward were standing at the door.
"You talk too much, Sheila, get out into the other room," Ward ordered.
Candace couldn't believe that the man who had been so nice to her was ordering the other girls around in such a rough voice. His eyes were narrowed and it was obvious that he was angry and not about to be disobeyed. Sheila quickly left the room and went back into the bar.
"I'll deal with her," William said with a sadistic tone in his voice.
"Well, girls," Ward said, "this evening after the show we're all taking a little ride to Hog Island for a party. I'll expect all of you to be up to form."
None of the girls said a word, but when Ward left the room they turned to Candace and said, "Looks like you'll be getting the full initiation right off the bat. Lots of luck, sweetie."
"W-What do you mean?" Candace asked, concern registering in her voice.
"I mean, honey, if you don't get out of here before tonight you're going to get screwed every way but upside down… and on second thought… maybe that way too!"
Candace gasped in disbelief at what she was hearing and dazedly made her way out into the other room. She quickly told Mr. Ward and William that although she appreciated their offer for a job, she was afraid that she would have to go back to Miami and wouldn't be able to take it. They just looked at her and laughed. "I'm sorry, my dear, but it's a little too late for that. You see, you have no choice. You're going to work here, live where we tell you and do as we say." His voice had turned icy and cruel and she could see a strange, sadistic glint in his expression. She started to run for the door, but she was stopped by… HUGO! What was he doing here? Then she realized that Mr. Ward, Raoul, Hugo and William were all in this awful conspiracy together, and that's what the girls were discussing last night. She sat down in a chair closest to the door and started to cry and pleaded with them to let her go.
"I'm afraid that we can't do that now, you know too much, but here have a drink and you'll feel better."
Hugo walked to the bar and mixed her a drink and sat it in front of her, never taking his lustful eyes off of her for one moment.
"Drink this," he ordered. "You'll feel better… much better," and all the men laughed.
The drink was one of the "Specials" that she had had the first night, the one with the licorice taste and she was hesitant to drink it, but the warmth of the alcohol began to make her feel a little better and she thought, if I get drunk they can't make me work, so I may as well drink until I'm senseless.
She finished the first drink and Hugo brought her another which she also downed quickly. The men were sitting in the corner discussing the plans for the party which they had planned for that evening, but she could only catch parts of the conversation. They were not trying to keep her from hearing, because they had her trapped and they knew it!
She began to feel a little dizzy from the drinks and she could feel a strange warmth creeping through out her body and settling in her loins in an erotic sort of tingling. Someone in the club turned on some island music and she found it difficult to keep still, she wanted to get up… move… move to the sensual rhythm of the music. The men began to eye her from their part of the room and sensed what was happening. They knew that the absinthe would begin to take affect and then they would have their fun and she would love it, but they wanted to watch her squirm for awhile before they played their hand.
She started tapping her fingers on the table top in time with the music and moving back and forth in her seat. She felt as if her whole body was on fire and she couldn't put it out. The burning sensation was in her breasts and she could feel her nipples becoming erect involuntarily, her thighs were quivering and a tension was building in her loins. Finally, she couldn’t bear to sit still any longer and she began to move around the room, between the tables, swaying in a suggestive, sensual manner until she reached the table where the men were sitting.
She stood in front of them, undulating her hips and running her hands over body, and she could feel her desire burning even through her clothing. The men looked up and laughed maliciously, "What's the matter, sweetheart, something turn you on all of a sudden, or have you decided to become cooperative?" She just looked down at them and they were no longer men, just three huge phallic symbols sitting there and they had something that she wanted… and needed! She had never felt this way before and she didn't know what was happening to her! Then she remembered the first night she had spent in Nassau and wondered if this was what had happened to her. Hugo had made the drinks and she knew that she had made violent love to someone, but she couldn't remember to whom. This was different in that she was in complete control of her mind, she knew what she was doing and she knew who the men were, but she had no control over her body!
She weaved back and forth around the table, caressing each man first on the back of their neck, letting her fingers trace a light pattern down the nape of the neck and around to their ears and tickled them lightly.
"I think our new recruit is trying to tell us something," Ward laughed sarcastically.
"Raoul had her the other night," Hugo interjected, "let me be the first today."
Ward pondered it for a moment and then grinned to the others. It might be interesting in a sadistic sort of way to watch this huge, Negro buck giving it to her with that monstrous black cock of his.
"Why not, but you're going to have an audience. I want you to make her squirm and beg for it. If you can do that, she's yours first."
Hugo smiled a toothy smile and got up from the table and walked behind Candace, letting his hands move around to her front and sensuously down over her full breasts and the curve of her undulating hips as she still moved in time to the beat of the music. His fingers began to slowly unbutton the thin cotton blouse she was wearing until he was able to slide it easily off down her shoulders so that she stood before the group with just her scanty lace brassiere covering her breasts. Her full, soft orbs more than filled the thin material that was binding them and her white breasts protruded proudly from beneath the cloth. His hands then found the zipper on her skirt and he unhooked it until it slipped easily to the floor. She kept moving her body as though she were in a trance while he was undressing her so that his hands would touch her every curve. The blackness of his hands against the soft whiteness of her belly made a sensuous contrast to the excited onlookers. She wiggled her hips in a snakelike fashion, accentuating the bulge of her pubic mound which was covered only by sheer bikini panties and the thin elastic of her garter belt which held her stockings taut over the smoothness of her thighs and calves.
The slight bulge of her thighs was more defined by the tightness of her silk stockings, and you could see the firm, sleekness of her legs in contrast. Hugo let one hand slip inside the lace of her brassiere and pulled one breast free from the confines of the non-resisting cloth. The pink nipple was already erect and he pinched it firmly making her twist underneath his caress. Her eyes were half closed as she looked down at the other two men sitting at the table while they watched her, but she seemed completely unaware of what was happening, her eyes glazed and unseeing.
Mr. Ward called to Sheila, the girl he had asked to leave the other room and ordered her to come join them at the table. She was reluctant, but realizing that she had no choice, she took her seat between the two men and reluctantly watched the lewd spectacle going on before them.
Candace was writhing violently even though she was still standing and when she tried to turn to desperately push her body against that of the giant Negro, his hands held her firmly in place. His fingers deftly released the hook of her brassiere and let it fall carelessly to the floor so that everyone could see the ripe, full, firmness of her sensuous breasts. He stroked the soft, sensuous bulbs tenderly at first and then more roughly, caressing and pinching the vulnerable nipples into an even more erect hardness. The heat that was racing through her body was becoming almost unbearable and she could feel the hugeness of his cock as he dug his hips into the supple, roundness of her buttocks. She wanted to take his cruel weapon in her hands and in her mouth and make him want her as much as she needed him… now! But he had to continue his tantalizing and teasing of her body until she would beg him to fuck her. That was part of the deal. Then she felt his hand on her leg. He stroked the stockinged thigh and calf, digging his fingers into it, then holding it lightly as if he wanted to get the feel of it more fully. His hand moved up over her knee and continued up to the thigh, advancing slowly until he reached the point where the silk covering ceded to soft, smooth, warm flesh. His prick was jerking underneath the tightness of his trousers, but he didn't want to take his hands off this lust-crazed, young voluptuous girl. Mr. Ward sensed his desire and ordered Sheila to unzip his pants and free his huge pulsating cudgel so that he could reach full erection. Slowly she moved alongside Hugo and began to unbutton and unzip his trousers so that his gigantic cock could jerk freely against the soft silk of Candace's panties. While Sheila busied herself in undoing Hugo's pants, he fumbled with the hook which held Candace's stockings and unfastening them, let the garter belt hang down loose. His fingers found the elastic legband of her panties and he shoved two fingers cruelly up inside to fondle at the soft fleshy lips of her cunt. His one finger found the hard, tiny bud of her clitoris and rubbed it harshly, bringing increased movement and gasping moans from her lips.
"I've got to have you," she gasped. "Now… please… do it to me!"
The other two men laughed at her pleas while the huge Negro buck sadistically teased her body into a greater and greater passion. She was like a wild animal that was caged and in heat. Her fingernails were digging into her own thighs in an effort to free herself from all of her clothing, but he held her firmly between her legs and inserted a long probing finger into the depths of her already moist vaginal passage. She squirmed about on his twisting hand clamped between her legs like a limbo dancer, erotically, lewdly.
Sheila had succeeded in lowering Hugo's trousers and his hard, menacing penis was jerking automatically upwards against the purple blackness of his stomach. Candace could feel the hard bulge pulsing against her buttocks and she wanted to reach it, hold it and caress it. She tried desperately to reach down between her legs to grab it and as she bent over in an effort to massage his huge weapon, Mr. Ward reached out and began to fondle her luscious swaying breasts as they hung downward over the table. He pinched harshly at the tender nipples and she thought that she would go insane from desire. Then he switched his eyes to Sheila and barked to her, "Suck him, Sheila. Get him harder!" Sheila had taken Hugo's cock and held it so that Candace in her struggle could not reach it and as she bent downward she could see Sheila take his gigantic organ in her mouth and begin to suck feverishly at the long, pulsating tool.
The sight of the other girl's milk white face mouthing the long, black instrument that was to be giving her pleasure only increased her wanton, lustful desire.
"I think our little lady is about ready for anything," Ward choked out maliciously. "Why don't you bend her over the table so we can all have a good look at what she has to offer?"
Hugo reluctantly withdrew his fingers from her hot, wet cunt and tore the stockings and briefs from her legs so that she was now completely naked and vulnerable to their hands and eyes. Sheila's nibbling mouth had aroused Hugo almost to the breaking point, so he slipped his prick from between her lips and let it jerk outward in the warm air so that he would not climax before he had sunk it deep inside this beautiful, exciting white girl's pussy.
Mr. Ward pulled her shoulders down until her soft, resilient breasts were nearly crushed against the rough, splintery hardness of the table and looking up at the huge black he said with an evil grin on his lips:
"I believe she's still a virgin back there, Hugo, wouldn't it be a nice tight fit?" He was breathing hard just thinking about the atrocities that they could perform on this girl in the state she was.in and she would still be begging for more. In fact after Hugo had had her, he eagerly that he just might take a turn himself in a more conventional manner.
Hugo dug his fingers cruelly into the soft inner part of her thighs and pulled her legs roughly apart so that she was bending down over the table almost spread-eagled in front of him. The soft, white moons of her buttocks waved salaciously back at him as he slowly pressed his loins forward toward her. She could feel the hard, bulbous tip of his mammoth rod as it jerked violently against the soft white crease in her buttocks. He grinned down and using his hand as a guide probed the hard blood-filled head of his cock against the sensitive puckered mouth of her tight, tiny anus.
Oh god, she thought, he can't put it in there, it won't fit and my vagina is so on fire… I won't be able to stand it! God, I won't be able to stand it!
"Nnnoooo, not there," she moaned. "I want you to fuck me… just FUCK me right… I can't take you there, you're too big!"
But, the lewdly grinning Negro paid no attention to her pleas and bent his knees slightly in order to get better leverage for his entry into soft, virginal back passage waving defenselessly beneath his hands.
Mr. Ward was delighting in the humiliation and degradation he was submitting this young, innocent girl to and he wanted to see the look of fear and horror on her face when Hugo rammed his giant tool into the soft confines of her rectum and impaled her to the very depths of her belly. He wanted to see this triumph and turned her face roughly on the table, scratching her slightly on the cheek and ordered her to open her eyes. The obscenely excited Candace had never felt so humiliated and shamed in her life and small wet tears began to run slowly down her cheeks. The desire that was burning in her loins was being stifled somewhat by the shame and horror of what was going to happen to her. Hugo moved up firmly against her and she could feel his fingers digging cruelly into the crevice of her buttocks as he pressed outward with his thumbs and separated the soft tensing cheeks.
"Relax, baby, and it won't hurt," he panted excitedly behind her, "because you're going to get it whether you want it or not."
She clenched her fists tightly together and gritted her teeth in order to endure the expected pain and then she thought she would faint as she felt the first pressure of his huge, hardened organ as he tried to insert the throbbing, blood red head of his cock into her tiny, cringing anal passage.
"Christ… she's tight… this isn't going to be easy," he grunted.
He could feel the foreskin being stretched back against the long, thick shaft of his penis and he gave a quick hip-thrusting stab until he could feel it slowly slipping its way into her rectum.
"Aaaaagggghhhhhhhh… nnnooooooooo… STOP," she groaned through her tears her face contorted in pain. "You're killing me… you're killing me!"
She wished that she could pass out and blot out the thought of the great black thing worming its way into the soft confines of her quivering buttocks but Mr. Ward was rubbing an ice cube over her face in order to keep her conscious and fully aware of what was happening. He wanted her to miss none of it and drooled taunting obscenities into her ear as the Negro burrowed his way farther and farther into her.
"How would your lover, Jim, like to see you now, my little pigeon," he gloated. "Bet he's never fucked you in the ass like this, heh, heh."
Hugo was straining and grunting as he thrust further and further, deeper and deeper into the tight, elastic hole until he thought that his whole penis would burst. The tightness of the soft rubbery flesh grasping around his cock was about to bring him to a pre-mature climax.
To Candace, it seemed as if his organ were right up inside her belly, tearing her insides completely apart and she pleaded as she had never pleaded before.
"Please stop… pplllleeeaasse," she moaned, but he did not relent in the cruel rape of her rectum. It was the tightest passage he had ever known and he wasn't going to stop now, not now when it was so close to the blinding end.
And suddenly, before another moment had passed, he could feel the fire in his loins begin to build to an exploding crescendo and he thrust deeper into her, more cruelly with each buttock flattening jerk as he went in to the throes of his own orgasm.
"God… yyeeessss… I'm cumming… cumming… now," he screamed like a wild animal and Candace bending before him could feel the hot, boiling liquid of his sperm as it spurted deep into her upturned back passage. Oh god, I'll burst, I'll burst, ran helter-skelter through her tortured mind and she could feel every contraction of his penis as he jerked out his brutal satisfaction deep up inside her belly.
Finally she felt his bludgeoning tool become soft in her forever stretched rectum and he began to withdraw his satiated penis from the sperm flooded opening. When he was finally completely out of her, he fell back into the nearest chair in order to catch his breath. A slight trickle of semen was running down the back of her thighs, glistening obscenely in the afternoon light. Her legs had no strength left in them and she fell to her knees on the floor sobbing from pain and the humiliation of what had just been done to her and doubled up into a fetal position in an effort to relieve the burning pain in her stomach. She lay there sobbing helplessly for a few minutes until finally she was aware of Mr. Ward grabbing her roughly under the arms and hauling her back to an upright position once more.
He pushed her harshly onto the table on her back and she was too weak to fight him. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that he was grinning over her with a strange excited gleam in his eyes, and even though he had not bothered to remove his trousers, his rigid penis was throbbing upwards outside of his already opened fly. He ordered William to hold her head and shoulders so the lush round softness of her buttocks were hanging slightly over the edge of the table. He had grabbed her ankles tightly and held them out in the air on either side of him so that her loins glistened open and defenseless before his lewd gaze. He moved up to her excitedly so that he could feel the soft inner flesh of her thighs brushing against his trousers and just close enough so that his hardened prick barely brushed against her vaginal lips and nipped at the clitoris sending a new sensation of desire rippling through her. Her vagina had been denied its fulfillment with the lewd sodomy and now he was going to tease her into an erotic frenzy again, before he would finally consent to fuck her. She didn't realize that men could be so cruel and wished again that she might die but as she looked down at his obscenely pulsing rod, she felt a tightness grow between her legs. He laughed at her and said, "You'd like that right now, wouldn't you?"
She was unable to speak and just soft mewling sounds of helpless passion rose involuntarily in her chest. The softness of her breasts quivered and stood firm in the air in spite of the fact she was lying on her back.
He let his prick jerk teasingly against the soft-hair-lined lips of her pussy for a few moments and then he bent over so that his mouth was just inches away from her lust-starved cunt. He let his tongue part the soft, sparse pubic hair and lick softly at first against her already erect, stiff clitoris, rubbing it harder and harder with each stroke. His teeth nibbled relentlessly at the passion inflamed lips of her vagina until she was writhing on the table in lewd, erotic contortions, her hips grinding out of control like a belly dancer. She tried to free her arms so that she could reach down and hold his head firmly against the starved, throbbing passage between her wide-held legs but William was holding her too firmly.
Finally, after a seeming eternity, Ward raised himself up again saying, "Man, she is ready!"
He pulled her legs completely apart so that she was open and he could bury his shaft into her on the very first thrust. Her hips were bucking up off the table in a passionate, lustful frenzy and he grabbed her underneath her buttocks raising them from the table and rammed his stiff, pulsating cock deep into the depths of her vagina.
"Oooooohhh, God! God!" She groaned in welcome relief.
His thrust had almost taken her breath away and she felt, wet, hot and vulnerable with that space between her legs. Her passion was beyond control and she really wanted it now and wanted it deep. She would have gone mad if he left her now and she begged him to fuck her harder.
"Harder… harder… fuck me deeper… ohhhh yessss…" she groaned in her lust.
He raised her hips slightly for better leverage and pushed his trembling rod as deep as it would go and still she begged for more. He could feel the walls of her vagina close and release around the hot, thickness of his cock and he knew that he would not he able to hold out much longer before he spewed his liquid, hot cum far up into that screaming little belly.
"Oh baby, you're hot… so hot and so good," he panted.
He was scrambling and shoving to get farther and farther inside her hot, wet passage as if he were going to pierce her heart with his penis. His hips danced against her upturned buttocks and she pulled her thighs higher off the table. She could feel the contractions of her vagina as she was about to cum, and she bit her lips at the delicious thought of that final all consuming satisfaction that would come in the barest of moments… and it did!
"Aaagggghhhh, oohhhhhhh yyessss… I'm cumming. I'm cumming… Now… NOW!" she gasped. "Give it to me now! Now!… NOWWwww!"
Her words excited him into an uncontrollable surge and he could feel the contractions in his throbbing penis as he began to spew his sperm deep into the open contracting well of her womb.
"Yes… here it is… now… I'm cumming. I'm giving it to you now… NOW!" And he jerked out his fitful orgasm, emptying himself completely inside her.
When he had finished, he fell exhaustedly on top of her on the table, letting the final drops of semen trickle to the floor. She was still panting, trying to catch her breath, when he got up and walked nonchalantly into the men's room to clean himself.
She started to doze right there on the table in an exhausted and troubled sleep when Sheila gently shook her and told her to come into the wardrobe room to get cleaned up and she could rest there.
The other girls were all sitting around, smoking cigarettes and talking, trying to avoid the subject of what had just happened. They all knew what she had been through, because they had all shared the same experience before. It was just difficult to tell someone that it would pass and they wouldn't think about it anymore, especially right after it had happened. It took time to mellow these things or harden you to the point where degradation and humiliation no longer mattered, so they just continued talking when Candace came in and went to the shower and to a cot to lie down.
In just a few minutes she was sound asleep and one of the girls said, "That poor girl, now she's really one of the troop. I wonder how long she will be able to take it?"