"So this is the merchandise," murmured the little man. He stroked his chin appreciatively. "Quite a piece, isn't she?"
District Attorney Herbert Castle blushed. He started to protest, then thought better of it. He darted a glance at his niece.
Mary was sitting in a motel room easy chair. Her ripe tits were rising and falling beneath her white blouse, and her blue eyes were pale with resignation. At her uncle's glance she shifted in her chair, reaching instinctively to tug down the hem of her short kelly green skirt.
"I find I am no longer able to care for her," Castle said. "I think I…"
"Cut the bullshit," the little man said rudely. "You want her out of the way. You'd like to make some change on the deal, but it strikes me that the big issue is to get her out of the scene without missing a stir." He looked appraisingly at the tall D.A. and then at the lovely, frightened blonde girl.
"You've gotten into her – that's it, isn't it?" Castle opened his mouth again, felt his face turn a bright red, and shut up. "Is she pregnant? Or is it just that you don't want her around to open her mouth and cry rape? What would that do to your reputation as a moral crusader, Mr. District Attorney?"
"Spare me your inferences and disgusting insinuations," Castle said. "I'm in a bad situation, I admit. The girl must be removed. She is a threat to me."
The other man lounged back on the bed where he was sitting. "There are other ways of removing her."
"She is my niece!"
"That didn't stop you dipping your cock in her snatch when the urge struck you – no, I don't want to hear about it. And you aren't hesitating to sell her into what used to be called white slavery. Your major concern is that while what you're doing is illegal as hell, murder is a capital crime and too hot to touch. Am I right?"
Castle fidgeted and said nothing.
Mary sat in her chair, bolt upright. Her every muscle was tense. In spite of the air-conditioned chill of the room, a fine film of sweat shone on her forehead. This was all unreal.
She had never been close to her uncle. But he had cared for her since she was small, had given her affection of a sort.
How could he be doing this now?
"All right," the little man said, "You've come to me because we can deal with each other. You have something on me – you know what I do for a living, with documentary proof if I ever get out of line. I've got something on you – records of the times you've contracted my services in the past, and what those services were." He turned to Mary, licking his lips with a small pink tongue.
"You know what your uncle really likes?" the man asked. His hands were white and he fluttered them as he spoke. "He likes a woman to take all his clothes off, tie him up, and then spank him with a cane until he begs for mercy. And after that…"
"Stop it!" Castle roared. He came up out of his chair. His face reflected his anger. "I'll kill you some day, I swear to God. Some day you'll push me too far!"
The pimp shrank back from the towering figure. The white hands waved between him and the tall D.A. "Hey, hey, take it easy," he said quickly. "I didn't mean any harm. Look, let's get down to business like gentlemen. Okay?"
The enraged man stood for a moment, knotting and opening his fists. At last he turned and went back to his chair. "Very well," he said, his voice under control. "I am in essence selling you my niece and legal ward to you for whatever purpose you decide. The only condition is that she not be able to… interfere with me in any way."
The little pimp nodded approvingly. "Very neat. The scandal of your niece turning into a bad girl would be damaging, but if she tried to say anything, it would be your word against that of an ungrateful little slut. Neat. But how do you explain her dropping out of sight?"
"On returning home I will express concern at Mary's absence to my housekeeper. After a sufficient time has passed to be sure she is not coming back, the police will be notified that my niece and ward Mary Roberts, legal minor, has run away from home." He shrugged, and a brief smile quirked his slit-like mouth. "Who knows?" he said. "It could even help my career. I could point to myself as one who has suffered first hand at the decay brought on by permissive morals. My own niece, turning against me, running away like any common harlot!"
He finished in a tone of voice usually reserved for the courtroom and the campaign trail. The pimp clapped his hands. "Great," he said. "Truly great. You've already got yourself half talked into believing it. So how about clinching the deal?"
"I am in no position to be greedy. Two thousand dollars."
"Too much. Remember that there are any number of beginners on the street. I don't have to pay to increase my stable. I'm going along as a favor to you – and, I'll admit, because the chickie has something special, something I've never seen in a hooker. Innocence, I guess, maybe. Real, wide-eyed innocence. But at the same time she looks as if she'd fuck like a mink, and that's a dynamite combination. I'll give you a grand, but I have to sample the merchandise before I'll close."
Mary felt a thrill of horror shoot through her. A brief look of disgust crossed her guardian's heavy face. "If you feel that's necessary," he said with irritation, "then go ahead. Take her into the room next door, and discover for yourself whether she is satisfactory."
The pimp shook his head, rising from the bed.
"No way," he said with a twisted grin. "I can try her on for size right here and now. While you watch."
He walked to stand in front of the terrified girl. Mary shrank back away from him. "There, there, sweetheart," he said, taking her by the chin and lifting her face. "I won't hurt you. I want to be your friend. Just call me Perry."
Her eyes wide, Mary gazed at the man. His hair was black and slicked back. A scraggly beard and moustache framed his mouth. He was in his early or middle thirties, she decided. A weasel if she ever saw one.
"We're going to get along fine," he murmured. "You're a lovely girl. Why don't you just go ahead and suck my cock?"
Mary gasped.
"Now, wait a minute!" her uncle began.
"Shut up," Perry told him over his shoulder. "Just sit and enjoy the show." He chuckled obscenely.
His fingers had Mary's lower jaw in an unbreakable grip. She couldn't twist away. She felt her stomach turn as he reached down with his other hand and undid his fly.
"Now then, baby," Perry said, fishing inside his pants. "Let's you and me get one thing clear. You mustn't try to struggle. It won't do you any good. And it could get you hurt – do you understand?"
Wildly, Mary shook her head. Her blonde hair whipped from side to side as her face broke free of Perry's grasp. He grinned at her.
He pulled his erect, straining cock from his pants. Mary's eyes were screwed shut and she was tossing her head hysterically, but she could feel its heat. It was much too large for a little man like Perry the pimp. Eight inches long and two thick.
The cock wagged like a dog's tail as Perry grabbed the flying hair on either side of Mary's face. He held her head still, aiming the prick at her mouth. She opened her eyes to stare at him. She saw the cock, hard and poised. She opened her mouth involuntarily to scream.
With a shove of his hips Perry stuck his cock in Mary's mouth. Her scream came out as a muffled gurgle around the thick plug of cock. "Mmmmmmm," the pimp said, shutting his eyes.
Mary's stomach reeled. The rank meaty taste of cock was too strong for her. She pushed against the pimp's hips with her little fists. Her neck muscles stood out as she fought to escape. But Perry held on to his double handful of hair and pulled her face relentlessly onto his bar of prick.
The invading cock forced Mary's jaws apart till tears came to her eyes. The swollen red head began to push down her throat, and made her gag. It felt as if her hair was being torn out by the roots.
She bit.
With a cry Perry let go of Mary's hair. The next instant he stunned her with a resounding slap to the side of her head. Furiously he rained blows on her until she curled up in a ball and covered her head with her arms.
"Damn you!" yelled the pimp, stepping back. He looked down at his cock, feeling it gingerly with his hand. "My prick is okay. You better get down on your knees and thank God. Better yet, get down on your knees and thank me – by sucking me off! Do you hear me?"
Roughly the little pimp dragged the girl from her chair. Small strong fingers twined cruelly in her long hair and pushed Mary's head back.
"Now," Perry commanded, shoving the tip of his dick into her full lips, "suck me off. And don't try any shit, or I'll make you wish you'd never been born. I own you, bitch! I can do anything I want to you. Anything!"
He emphasized his words with a painful yank on the girl's hair. She opened her mouth.
As he fucked into Mary's face, a feeling of warmth flooded into Perry's belly. He was getting off on debasing this lovely cunt. And right in front of her uncle's eyes!
Perry face-fucked the adolescent with short, hard, powerful strokes. The pain from having her jaws forced far enough open to take in the enormous prick made Mary's head spin. Her throat muscles contracted, trying to reject the invader. Nausea rolled in her belly. The carpet was rubbing her knees raw.
The even teeth in the girl's mouth scraped like files along the top and bottom of Perry's cock. The underside of the burning-hot prick slid back and forth over Mary's wet tongue.
The rampant prick was like a firebrand in Mary's mouth. She could feel the pimp's racing heartbeat pulsing within her face. She was faint and dizzy.
The prick gave a throb. Mary could feel the pimp's whole body quiver. Oh God! He's going to come! She thought. He's going to come in my mouth!
The pimp did.
Mary felt him jump and shake. Her hands were pressed against his thighs as though to push him away, and she felt the muscles tighten. Then the cock surged and spat.
White jizz bounced off Mary's tonsils. Jism choked her in a pungent thick flood. Every spurt spewed acid-sweet cum over her tongue. Her stomach revolted, tried to retch. But all she could do was kneel and take in the steaming, reeking load!
Perry's cock pumped jizz into Mary's face till it backed up and got into her nose. She began to cough. The pimp pulled back as a stream of sperm dribbled out a nostril.
The coughing fit lasted a full minute. When it was over, Mary looked up again at her tormentor. His limp dong hung before her eyes like a red and brown firehose. It looked impossibly big.
Cum was smeared all around Mary's mouth. Her coughing had sprayed the stuff onto her blouse and short skirt, and white droplets glittered on her bare knees. She started to get up.
An arm on her shoulder held Mary down. "I'm not finished," Perry said. "Suck me some more. Suck me till I'm hard again. Make it good – you'll stay here and suck till my prick is as hard as cold-rolled steel!"
Reluctantly, Mary reached up and took the dangling cock in her fingers. It felt warm and slimy. With her heart sinking and her stomach still going like a washing machine, she lifted it to her lips.
She kissed the head of his cock. She felt life begin to stir in it. She glanced back over her shoulder, desperately hoping her uncle would come to his senses and save her.
What Mary saw killed all hope. Her uncle sat staring at her. His trousers were open and he held his stiff, long cock in his hand.
Mary's lips parted. The barely-hardened prick slid inside.
Though her whole system revolted against taking this evil man's disgusting cock into her mouth again, let alone giving him a blow-job, she knew she had no choice. If she tried to balk he would hurt her, and her uncle would not lift a finger to help her. No, the fact was, the sooner the pimp's prick was hard again, the sooner Mary could get it out of her mouth.
Tentatively, her tongue reached out to touch the tip of the cock. It was hot. A droplet of cum lingered at the opening, and tasted salty-sweet. Fighting down her nausea, Mary slid the cock into her mouth, sucking it in while her tongue played around and around it. Perry closed his eyes blissfully. He began to stroke her long golden hair.
Slowly, his cock began to swell again. Though unskilled, Mary learned the art of wrapping her tongue around the thick bar of cock meat, slipping and sliding, feeling erotic pleasure tingling in the massive prick.
Suddenly, Mary realized she was getting turned on! She recognized the sharp smell of her own cunt, watering with excitement. Her hot, sucking mouth and wet agile tongue were bringing Perry's big prick back to raging life. The idea that Mary could do that, could wield that much power over a man, made her pussy squirm with lust.
As Mary's excitement grew, it transmitted itself to the pimp. Half-opening his eyes, he watched her head bob and nod as she worked over his cock. A lock of her hair fell aside. Perry was treated to the spectacle of his hefty, hardening prick disappearing into the pink-lipped cavern of the girl's mouth.
He had never seen such a lovely image of innocence. And she was sucking his cock and liking it!
With a growl Perry pushed away. A brief look of disappointment actually crossed the girl's face as his rock-hard cock popped out of her mouth. "That's great," he husked, dropping into the chair Mary had vacated. "Now, fuck me!"
Urged by Perry's hands, Mary got to her feet. Her face was flushed and her breathing was ragged. Her newborn lust overcame any thoughts of resistance. She wanted that big, fat, beautiful cock crammed into her pussy!
She lifted her skirt and started to pull off her panties. "C'mere," grunted Perry. He pulled her to him with remarkable strength. She spread her legs and went to her knees on the chair, straddling Perry's lap.
Wiry fingers clawed Mary's panties open at the crotch. Cunt juice spilled onto her thigh. Gasping with eagerness, Mary positioned herself above the upthrust, rigid prick.
Asscheeks tightened with lust, Mary lowered herself onto Perry's cock. Her cunt was open and ready, and the swollen head of the prick slid effortlessly in.
The touch of the hard cock, the stretching of her cunt lips, almost made Mary pass out with ecstasy. The engorged cock crushed her clit as it slid in. She moaned like an animal and began rolling her hips, corkscrewing down the mighty prick.
Glancing once over her shoulder, Mary saw her uncle furiously jacking off. Then she felt her pussy lips splay out at the base of Perry's cock. Warm sauce flowed from her pussy and stained the light-colored cloth of his fly.
When Mary's cunt had seemingly taken all Perry had to give of his giant cock, he jerked his ass off the chair and drove another half-inch of stiff prick up her twat. Mary threw back her head and screamed.
Perry's hands clawed feverishly at her cloth covered jugs, crushing and tearing at the delicate mounds of flesh. The elastic leg band of her panties squeezed his prick. Most of all, the unbelievable tightness of Mary's cunt strangled his throbbing prick in a grip of pure pleasure!
Madly they fucked. Mary's skirt flew up and down as she pumped her cunt on Perry's huge cock. Cunt oils flew in a sweet-smelling froth.
The thickness of Perry's cock threatened to tear Mary's cunt apart every time it rammed to her hilt in the rubber-walled pussy. Every time he pulled out the vacuum seemed certain to pull her inside out. And with her cunt crammed full to overflowing with gigantic cock, every move either made was transmitted instantly in a blinding burst of pure joy to the sensitive node of Mary's clit. The little pleasure button was swollen and hard as a marble, caught between the girl's pubic bone and the sliding, pulsating shaft of Perry's cock.
Mary's nipples rolled like pebbles inside her bra. Perry could feel their heat and hardness in his palms. Mary was attuned to lust, quivering like a struck tuning fork.
The pimp grabbed Mary by the buttocks. Her panties were silky-smooth beneath his sweaty palms. The pliant flesh filled his hands the way only a nubile girl's ass can. Groaning with desire, Perry redoubled his efforts at fucking the hell out of the beautiful adolescent.
"You're big," moaned Mary. "God, you're big! You're tearing me apart. Keep it up! Keep it coming – coming – coming!"
A velvet vise damped down on Perry's buried prick. He let out a wild strangled yell and fucked into her to the hilt. For a moment they hung there suspended in space. The whole magnificent length of his cock was being crushed. The overwhelming force of Mary's orgasm threatened to grind the prick to a nubbin.
Perry didn't care! The sensations from his trapped cock were too wild and wonderful! Sobbing with passion, Mary began to squirm around the impaling prick, and Perry shot his wad.
The two were shaking uncontrollably as they fucked in the throes of mutual orgasm. Mary's cunt sucked like a powerful mouth, milking Perry's exploding prick for every last drop of white gooey goodness.
Despite the awesome amount of cum Perry had pumped into Mary's unwilling mouth such a short time before, his balls provided not a drop less to be fountained into the girl's greedy pussy!
A torrent of jizz boiled out around the cunt-wrapped base of Perry's cock and flooded into his lap. He didn't notice. His sperm was searing the girl's soul. Her cunt was sucking his very life force out through the tiny opening in the end of his dick. They came together for eternity, welded into one by an overwhelming orgasm.
When the throbbing climax finally died down, Perry lay back in the chair gasping with exertion. Mary collapsed sobbing on his skinny chest, her tears staining his tan turtleneck. "My God, what a fuck!" the pimp exclaimed. "What an incredible piece of ass! I'll give you fifteen hundred, Castle. She's worth it!"
The District Attorney didn't reply. The only sound in the room was a soft plop as his own jizz sprayed from his cock and dropped into his lap.