Chapter 6
Plain, almost dumpy Clara Crukshank became svelte, enticing, mysterious Sabrina.
The physical transformation was fairly simple, taking less than a week, but costing Nick a lot of money.
But that was only half of it. There was also the mental transformation that would give her the talent, the poise and the assurance she would need to become a star.
It began in Nick's office after a wild session in Nick's bedroom when she had blown him to two successive, exploding orgasms.
"Paul, you've already met Sabrina...?" Nick said.
"Of course. Hello, dear."
"Sabrina, this is Natalie Thomas. You may remember her, she was big once."
Sabrina smiled. Natalie glumly nodded back and mumbled a hello.
"Just so everyone gets the picture right away, I'll explain," Nick said. "Sabrina, Paul here is gay, and the best man in the business. It's his accompaniment that will make you go far if you listen to him.
"You'll be on the road a lot, so you'll need a keeper. That's Natalie's job. She's also one of the best stylists in the business. She'll, train you with technique."
"May I say something?" Natalie asked.
"Sure."
"When Gertie called me and said you had decided to give me a job, I didn't think it would be as a fucking baby sitter!"
The room fell silent. Then Nick rose and walked around the desk. Calmly, he slapped Natalie hard, then caught her with a backhand the other way that knocked her clear off the chair.
"For you, a job is a job," Nick said.
"You prick!" Natalie mumbled.
"Well?"
Natalie nodded and crawled back up on the chair. Nick pushed some papers toward Sabrina.
"Sign these!"
"Can I read them?" she asked.
"Sure... but there won't be any changes made in them and I can tell you what they say, loud and clear."
"Please do," she said, leaning back in her chair.
"It's a personal service contract with me and my corporation. It gives me forty percent of all your earnings. That's my side of it. From your end it guarantees you continuous employment."
"Yeah," Natalie sneered, "even if it's hooking on the third floor."
Nick laughed. "That's right."
Sabrina shrugged, leaned forward and signed the papers with a flourish.
"Good," Nick said. "Now you can go." They all stood up. "Except you, Natalie. I want to talk to you."
Paul and Sabrina left the office. Gertie had remained in her chair. Natalie glumly eased back into hers. When the door closed and they were alone, Nick spoke again, in even, low tones.
"Listen, you cunt. You'll do what I tell you when I tell you to do it, or you'll get your needles back and I'll sell you to a Chinaman. You understand?"
She nodded.
"And I want you to watch Sabrina like a wk... be her keeper. She gets the itch, you scratch it for her... but nobody else. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Y... I think you do. But just to make sure, I think I feel like a little entertainment. Gertie?"
"Yeah, Nick."
"Call upstairs. Have Genie get Fay ready and take her to my apartment."
"No... really, Nick," Fay said. "I really don't want to. Like Gertie told you... I don't do shows. Fucking is fucking, but no shows."
"Go ahead, Fay. It's just a friendly get-together. We're all friends."
Nick and Gertie were sipping Scotch and watching Fay and Natalie stand awkwardly at the foot of the bed.
"But I thought you... just you were comin' up, and we..."
"Oh, shit, Fay! You've already fucked Gertie and me..."
"You told him about us?" Fay said, whirling on Gertie.
"Jesus Christ, Little Miss Innocent," Gertie replied. "Hell, yes, I told him, honey. I tell him everything I do."
"I don't want to," Fay said, biting her lower lip.
"Go ahead, Natalie," Nick said, leering. "I know you want to."
"Nick," Natalie whispered. "You may not be the biggest son-of-a-bitch in the world, but you're among the top one."
"Don't you want to, Natalie?" he said.
"You know I do," she said. "But I'm like she is. I don't like an audience."
"I thought you loved audiences, applause and all that shit, Natalie," Gertie said.
"Not when I fuck," Natalie said.
"Natalie," Nick said, snapping his fingers, then pointing at Fay.
Natalie eyed Fay's body. Her mouth watered. The girl was attractive, young, and she hadn't had sex for a long time. At least, not the kind of sex she liked, woman to woman.
Natalie took the younger girl in her arms. Her hand fell to her skirt and slowly pulled it up to her hips. When it was high enough, she slid her hand between Fay's thighs.
Fay closed her eyes when Natalie kissed her.
Natalie pressed her fingers around the taut band of Fay's panties and into her cunt. Feverishly, her fingers worked in and out of Fay's pussy.
The girl was willing. It was obvious. Both Gertie and Nick could see it. They smiled at one another. Nick took Gertie's hand and placed it in his lap. Gertie went a step further and unzipped his zipper. It was a strain freeing his massive hard-on from his clothing, but she managed.
At last it was dancing straight up from his lap. Gertie chuckled as her hands ran up and down the shaft. "You know," she said, "sometimes, when I play with this damn thing I almost wish I was t... or at least a little cock with my pussy."
"You know it's yours," he said, "any time you want it."
Gertie started to reply, but the moans and groans from the two girls yanked her attention away.
Natalie had taken her fingers out of Fay's cunt. They were dripping with the girl's sticky juices. She immediately popped them into her mouth and sucked them clean of the tangy sweetness.
Then she slowly and methodically removed her own blouse and bra. Nick gave a tiny gasp. A drop of semen seeped from the end of his cock onto Gertie's hand when he again saw the tits he remembered so well. Even though she had gained some weight, her tits still had that youthful, supple firmness that had given him many a hard-on.
Her tits extended far beyond her body like two dark-tipped mountain peaks. Even though they were full and rounded, the ends were like two sharp-tipped cones. The soft, sweet darkness of her areolas covered nearly a third of her breasts.
Her tits began to bounce as Natalie's breathing became heavier. She had already stepped out of skirt and panties and was now undressing Fay. The girl stood immobile while Natalie removed first her skirt and then her blouse. The red nest of her pubic hair glistened wetly through the thin material of her panties.
It was Gertie's turn to gasp and squeeze Nick's cock in excitement. Natalie had removed Fay's bra and she had started rubbing their tits together, nipple to nipple.
Natalie pulled Fay's face down between her breasts. Natalie squeezed her huge tits over the girl's face and molded her exposed cunt against Fay's nylon-covered pussy.
Nick had unbuttoned Gertie's blouse so that her tits could hang out. Then he slowly and methodically, with her help, removed his clothes while she fisted his cock.
Quickly, Natalie sank to her knees in front of the redhead and rolled the panties down and over the flaring hips and quivering thighs. The girl's thighs were already glistening with the seeping juices from their hot cunts.
Natalie eased Fay to her back on the bed. She moved her arms around the other girl's waist, letting her mouth, her lips and her tongue glide over the swaying, firm breasts.
Fay was shuddering and moaning softly with her head thrown back and her eyes closed. Her legs opened wide as Natalie's lips surrounded her right nipple and then the left one. She tongued the hard buds and then lovingly sucked them.
"Do you want her tongue in your pussy, Fay?" Gertie asked. "Do you want her to eat your cunt?"
"Tongue my cunt... suck my pussy!" Fay screamed. "I'm on fire!"
Natalie lowered her upper torso. The shift moved her ass high in the air. The asshole and pink flurry slit that Nick had filled so many times gleamed directly into his face. He pulled Gertie's hand away from his cock. He was almost ready to come.
He wanted to stick his cock into her, into anything, but he was waiting to wait -- to wait and watch. That type of agonizing patience would make the fuck that much better.
Natalie used her fingers on the girl's gooey cuntal entrance while she ran her tongue over the silken smoothness of her thighs. Natalie's lips moved closer and closer to Fay's soaking cunt.
And then she was there, plunging her tongue trough the patch of hair and the cunt-lips.
Fay's eyes flew open. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs thrown wide, with Natalie's head buried between her thighs, and a tongue buried far up her cunt.
And they were watching -- Nick stroking his cock and Gertie fingering her pussy.
They were watching Natalie eat her cunt.
Suddenly Fay broke into wracking sobs. She shoved Natalie's head away from her cunt and slithered off the bed. Before they could stop her, she had run from the room.
"Goddamn cunt son of a bitch!" Nick screamed.
Natalie was still on her hands and knees on the floor with her ass high in the air. She seemed to be in a daze, with one hand fondling her own cunt.
Nick cursed again and grabbed his pants. He ripped off the belt.
Her breasts swung beneath her like huge, dark-tipped pendulums. The white fleshy globes of her ass presented an easy target in the half light. Nick raised the belt slowly and brought it down on the cheeks of her ass. A thin red line appeared on the tender skin as he again raised the strip of leather over his head. He increased the force of each blow, watching the welts turn a bright red.
Tears ran down her face, but she nodded and her body writhed in joy. Perspiration now poured freely from both their bodies.
"Now, NOW!" Natalie screamed. "Hurry, damn it! I can't wait any longer! Put it in me, please!"
He fell to his knees behind her. He spread her cheeks, pressing the head of his hard prick against the puckered rosebud of her ass. He rubbed it around, making sure there was enough lubrication for easy insertion. Then he pressed forward, feeling the initial resistance of her ass; he backed off for a second and then rammed home. He shoved forward with all his might, burying his meat to the hilt in her.
She hated it and she loved it all at the same time. She hated Nick and she didn't want a cock in her ass, but at least this way she could gain some relief from the wild furnace that Fay had built in her body.
Natalie gasped with delight, feeling his lean, muscular body pressed tightly against her. Nick's prick in her ass felt like a hot bar of iron, she plunged it in and out in rapid strokes.
With a final scream of fiery delight, he forced his cock into her ass up to the hilt, pressing her body down to the floor as he spilled his cream deep into her bowels. At the same moment, he felt her ass muscles throb around his prick as his climax induced one in her.
He rolled away from her and climbed quickly into his clothes. At the door, he turned just in time to see Gertie lowering her cunt over Natalie's face.
He slammed the door behind him and yelled for Gertie as he strode down the hall.
"Yeah, boss," she said, running down the hall toward him from the reception room. "Jeez Christ, what's a' matter?"
"You know that guy from Cleveland?" he said, pulling on his coat.
"Yes, you do... the kinky one who likes the shows? The guy who owns the club up there -- Harris, Carl Harris?"
"Oh, yeah," she replied. "He damn near killed Louise last time he was here."
"Ye... that's him. Well, he's comin' in again in a week or so, an' we're gonna put another show on for him."
"Whatever you say."
"I want you to find a couple of the biggest, blackest, meanest studs in this town."
"That'll be easy," she said. "My two brothers! What about the chick?"