Chapter 5
The drive from the Blake home over to the apartment building was perhaps the best part of the whole evening. From the very first I let the child know that there was but one reason we were together. Yes, I let her know that her life was going to be filled with sex, sex, and more sex. Not even back in my courting days had I enjoyed such an evening ride with such a delightful young woman sitting at my side.
Back in my courting days I'd always been out to make that good impression on the girl sitting at my side. Oh, I might try to sneak a kiss or get one hand down into the front of her dress but I'd never have dreamed of pulling the hem of her skirt up around her waist to bare her cunt. That would have been the end of that. With Wanda that was just the beginning.
Wanda's mini-skirted dress was pulled up around her narrow waist to bare her cunt before I backed the car out of the driveway of her home. Driving slower than usual I kept one hand on that soft cunt of that child feeling that the sooner she got over her shyness and became totally aware of her strong sexual desires the easier it would be for her. I really had no wish to hurt the child. Oh, I know it may not sound that way but so help me it's true. It was just that her old man had to be stopped. He had to learn that he couldn't go on playing God and get away with it even if he was the local district attorney.
"Now you just relax and enjoy the view, honey," I said, as I felt the heavenly warmth of her virginal cunt there against the palm of my hand. "Just pretend you're with your girl friend playing those delightful sex games."
"I never felt this funny with, Betty," she whispered and that was the first time she'd called her friend by name so perhaps we were getting to be a little closer.
"This friend of mine whom you will meet soon is a very, very warm-hearted young woman," I said thinking that it might ease her mind knowing she wasn't going to be alone with a man all of the time. "Everybody just loves Mae Lee."
"Is she Oriental?" Wanda asked but that was no surprise for I'd asked Mae Lee that myself even after having fucked her real good for she did have those high cheekbones, those narrow slanted eyes like the Orientals.
"She tells me there is no oriental blood in her veins," I replied and then confessed, "There are times when just looking at her I doubt that. I hear Oriental girls are very good in bed and Mae Lee is one of the best fucks I know."
"Do you fuck her very often?" Wanda asked actually saying that strange four-letter word for the first time to a male though I'd have bet her and that friend of hers had used all those dirty words, as they'd been taught to think of those four-letter words, when they had been playing those little sex games of theirs in private.
"Mae Lee is one of those strange girls," I said with the hope that I could make the child understand just what I was really trying to tell her. "She likes girls better than men, younger girls even more. She has such a big, warm heart though that she will let a man she likes who is down on his luck fuck her good now and then."
"What do you mean down on his luck?" Wanda asked pulling a surprise on me for that wasn't the question I'd been expecting from her at all.
"Your father has been after me for a long, long time now and most of my so-called friends will have nothing to do with me because they fear him so," I began. "Mae Lee has proved that she is the kind of a friend a man like myself needs. I can't work with your old man after me, even get a broad to let me fuck her good. That's being way down on your luck in Mae's book so she has let me fuck her good several times."
"No wonder you hate daddy so much," the child said and lowered her head as though in shame.
"The worst part has been not understanding why your father was out to get me so badly," I said moving the palm of my hand up and down over the child's warm cunt. "Now that I understand it won't be so bad."
So I was taking real dirty to that child using those four-letter words every chance I got. I know this may give you the impression that I have a twisted mind, that perhaps Harold Blake had known that from talking with me and watching me. I wish to make it perfectly clear that is not the case. As I'd told the child, if you will recall, she was about to begin a whole new way of life. What I was trying to do was start her thinking like the lustful, sex-crazed being she would become in the near future.
If I have forgotten to tell you what plans I had for that child I beg your forgiveness. There are men in this world who seek young women such as Wanda Blake. They desire to turn so lovely an innocent child into the kind of a creature who will do anything to please their twisted sexual desires. Wanda was going to be sold to such a man, for the top price. After all she was still a virgin.
"Will this friend of yours go down on me like you did?" Wanda asked feeling my hand move lightly over her soft, warm cunt.
"Has your friend Betty ever gone down on you, honey?" I asked, for it was important that Mae Lee and I knew everything the child actually knew about sex.
"Not really," Wanda replied. "She used to run her lips up and down my inner thighs, move her hands over my cunt the way you're doing with that one hand but she never actually put her lips flat against my cunt and drove her tongue into it."
"Have you performed those same favors for her?" I asked and let one finger tip slip into her cunt slit.
"I like just sucking her titties while my hands move up and down her legs and over her cunt," Wanda confessed. "She has so much hair covering her cunt."
"Ah, yes," I said and chuckled softly. "Learning to put your mouth against a cunt that is so well protected by so much hair is something only another woman can teach you but I promise you shall learn that sport."
"Why should I learn to put my mouth over another woman's cunt like that?" Wanda asked and she did seem to be honestly startled by the idea.
"My dear young lady," I said remembering just in time that it was still too soon to let her learn that I actually thought her to be as much of a child as her parents did. "You are going to learn to think and live for but one purpose. You are going to be content only when you are giving somebody sexual pleasure in one form or another."
"You're talking crazy-like," Wanda said. "I'm not the kind of a girl who lets just anybody look at her body, much less touch and kiss it."
"Up to a point you are right of course," I said working a little more of my finger into her cunt slit. "It's not the kind of young lady you are, were brought up to be even, but the kind you are going to be trained to be that counts."
Wanda was breathing hard and really scared for the second time since I'd known her. It did seem as though I'd not made myself at all clear to the poor child. Perhaps she still had the crazy idea I had forced my way into her home to rape her poor mother in front of her helpless father. If my reader still feels that way I've got some explaining to do.
"I have a feeling there is a grave misunderstanding between the two of us, honey," I said and braked to a stop for a stop light giving me a chance to fingerfuck the child pretty good, while waiting for the light to change.
"Why did you come to our house then?"
Wanda asked, as she gasped for breath when the light changed and I set the car into motion at once.
"It's true I have been out to get even with your father," I confessed. "I've been keeping an eye on your whole family for some time now just waiting for the right moment to act. I've watched you down on the beach, seen the way you let those young studs fool with your titties and inner thighs. I've even had talks with some of the girls who go to school with you."
"What could my friends know about me that would interest you?" Wanda asked, taking a deep breath as I removed my finger from her cunt slit.
"For one thing most of them thought it a joke that I should be interested in such a shy girl," I replied and chuckled very softly. "One lovely young lady wanted to know if I didn't honestly think she and I would make better lovers than you and I. She seemed to be willing to give it a try."
"Why didn't you?" Wanda asked and I knew that nothing would have pleased her more.
"Oh, she was a very good fuck," I said unable to keep from bragging just a little. "I still came to your house tonight to kidnap you though. I half hoped your old man would be man enough to try and stop me so that I could beat the shit out of him. What a shock learning he was such a coward."
"He was only trying to keep from making you angry when he told my mother to do what you told her to," Wanda said, as she lowered her head.
"Shit on that noise, honey!" I said and patted her slim thigh. "That old man of yours is so yellow he stinks and we both know it. Well it made me mad seeing how yellow he was so I fixed him real good and raped your poor old lady right in front of him, did it twice and went down on you just for the hell of it."
"You weren't going to rape my mother when you first forced your way into our house?" Wanda asked in a startled voice. "I was so scared. So sure you had come just to rape the both of us."
"And I thought all along you were afraid I was going to tell your parents all about seeing you letting that young stud tease your titties down on the beach," I said and had to laugh at my own foolishness.
"Yes I'd seen you on the beach," Wanda confessed. "I guess I really thought you'd gotten your idea from watching that boy tease my titties so boldly there in public."
I really had myself a good laugh after Wanda made that last statement of hers. Oh, I'd been right when I'd felt she'd been afraid of me from the moment I'd first entered her house. It was just that I'd been so very, very wrong about why she'd been so afraid of me.
"I'm sorry I told your parents about seeing you and that young stud down on the beach," I said. "When your old man proved to be so yellow I had to hurt him in every way I could."
"He'll have you hunted down like an animal and shot on sight, you know," Wanda said in a cold tone of voice but I figured she was just talking to keep up her nerve.
"Perhaps knowing why he hates my guts so will make his hounding me easier to take," I said, as I swung the car into the parking area alongside the plush new apartment building where Mae Lee lived.
"I'm not going to try and break free so you'll have reason to rape me," she said and darned if a tear didn't roll from the corner of each pretty eye.
"I'm very glad to hear that you're not going to force me to twist your arms up behind your back to keep you from making a fool of yourself," I said, turning to face her after switching off the engine and lights.
We sat there just looking at each other in silence for some time. At last I slid from the car and walked around it to help her out. So she was going to try pulling the same thing her old man had tried to pull. She was going to be very, very agreeable so that I would have no reason to get sore. Didn't she understand how things really were?
I was going to fuck her and fuck her real good. Oh, not right away and perhaps she had sensed that. Some times these youngsters can seem to almost read your mind. She was fooling herself if she thought she could keep me from fucking her by being so very, very nice. I hadn't fucked her as yet for the simple reason that a virgin was worth that much more money, on the hoof.
I closed the car door behind her, untied her wrists and then gripping one of her wrists firmly in my hand pulled it up between her shoulder blades. I brushed her cheek with my lips and let her feel the pain of a wristlock such as I had on her.
"I'm not fighting!" she gasped and I got the feeling that in spite of everything I still had not managed to make that child understand how things really were.
"Just walk along at my side as though we were two lovers returning from a stroll," I said and chuckled softly. "Hell, I've come to know this lovely virgin body of yours so well we could very well be lovers."
She didn't have anything to say to that as I moved her forward towards the front of the apartment building. She just let me move her along as though she could have cared less about where we were going or why. If she thought I was going to loose interest in her that quickly after having learned how quickly her sexual desires could be aroused she had another think coming as they say.
At that hour of the morning, it was just a little after 2 A.M. the plush lobby of the apartment building was deserted. As we moved through that plush lobby I had no doubt that Wanda was very, very impressed. Oh, Wanda was used to having a nice home and all that but even so that lobby had been designed to impress just that sort of person.
I showed Wanda into the third elevator remembering that Mae Lee had said it was the one to use. It was the only one that was self-service so that there was no old man sitting there taking a good look at you and whomever happened to be with you.
"Nearly everybody who lives here uses this car," Mae Lee had and laughed softly. "We feel that even living in such a plush palace like this we still have a right to our private lives if that's still possible in this day and age."
I had joked with her about that later and had gotten her to confess that she didn't like the idea of those old men who ran elevator cars seeing her returning home early in the morning like that with young men, or chicks. I pressed just a little harder and got her to admit that it was really the chicks she objected to having those men looking over.
"The way they look at two women out together at this hour of the morning," Mae Lee admitted, "is enough to make you feel dirty and there is nothing dirty about any form of sex. It's the way people think about it that makes it seem that way."
I guess I went along with her. I'd never tried that kind of sex myself, knew no man who would confess to having given it a try at least. Broads seemed to go more for that sort of lovemaking than most guys did. I'd read somewhere that it had something to do with the way they were brought up that made it seem so right for them. They were so used to being hugged and kissed by their own sex, even as babies.
The elevator car rose quickly, silently to the floor where Mae Lee lived. Even the halls of that building had that nice thick, wall-to-wall carpet. As I moved down the hall behind Wanda I wondered if go-go dancers really made the kind of money it surely took to live in such a plush dump.
I really didn't have too much time to dwell on that before we reached Mae Lee's apartment. I pulled Wanda close to me and pressed the buzzer good and hard in case Mae Lee was still in the shower. I'd taken a couple of showers with that delightful young lady, I think everybody who'd ever been up to her apartment with her had. I knew how lost she got when that warm water was running over her body. It was almost as though that water were making love to her.
"Ooh, Eddie," Mae Lee said when she opened the door of her apartment stark naked the way she always did at that hour of the morning, for she felt that anyone who would be calling on her at such an hour was bound to be a close friend and all of her close friends had seen her naked often enough.
"I brought you a very special surprise," I said and pushed the startled Wanda past her into the apartment.
"Well, I guess you did, darling!" Mae Lee cooed closing the door, as she turned to let her eyes move slowly over Wanda in very much the same way another man would have looked over that lovely innocent child.
"Wanda happens to be a virgin," I said and took Mae Lee into my arms like always.
It was a long, long kiss with our tongues doing a hot battle there inside her lovely mouth. Even through my clothing the copper-colored, penny-sized nipples of her full, firm tits felt warm to my chest. I cupped one of those big tits in the palm of my one hand and began to mold it gently knowing it took so very little to excite those nipples.
"Are you sure the child is a virgin, darling?" Mae Lee asked when she at last pulled back her head.
"I went down on her good," I said and chuckled softly. "Yes I am very, very sure she is a virgin and that's why we stopped off to see you before taking a little trip."
"Don't tell me you're going to marry the child," Mae Lee said rolling those slanted eyes of her up at me.
"Hardly," I said, as I slipped my arms around her and let my hands slip down over her back to cup the cheeks of that full, rich ass of hers that thrilled so many men nightly when she wiggled it beneath their noses. "Harold Blake would never stand for such a thing."
"If you were to get married he might think you were trying to reform," Mae Lee cooed very softly and brushed my cheek with her warm lips.
"Even if I married his teen-age daughter after having fucked his wife before his very eyes?" I asked and was very pleased to see how much that shocked Mae Lee for she wasn't the type of girl who could be shocked that easy.
"Have you lost your mind, darling?" Mae Lee asked even as she glanced towards Wanda who seemed to be just standing there waiting to see what would happen next.
"I've been keeping an eye on the Blake family for some time while looking for the best way I could find to get even with that bastard," I replied, as my hands began to mold those soft, warm buttocks that filled the palms of my hands so well. "I finally got the word that the man will be at the golf range this coming week-end and in the market for young teen-age girls."
"You can actually think of turning that child over to the man!" Mae Lee gasped. "Oh, darling. I had no idea you hated Harold Blake so much."
"When I forced my way into that bastard's home this evening he didn't even have guts enough to try and take the gun away from me," I explained to Mae Lee feeling my blood starting to boil just remembering how much I hated that bastard. "He calmly told his wife that I wasn't just right so she would be wise to do just whatever I said."
"You can see he is mad," Wanda said softly to Mae Lee. "Daddy was just trying to keep my mommy from doing something foolish that would make him mad but it didn't work. He made her tie us to chairs and then raped her twice in front of us to prove what a real man he was."
"I'm afraid your daddy may have brought what happened to your mother on himself, honey," Mae Lee said softly, as she pulled away from me and walked over to put her arms around the poor child. "He hunted this man as though he were nothing but an animal and for no real reason."
"How can you let him touch you, kiss you like that?" Wanda asked and showed the first signs of being ready to break down from the strain of everything that had happened to her and to those she loved that evening.
"Eddie is really a very nice guy," Mae Lee cooed into the child's ear as one of her hands moved down to cup one of those small titties. "He can be very, very gentle even when fucking a woman and that says a lot for him, though of course you're not old enough to understand that."
"You're thinking about nothing but sex just like him," Wanda whimpered and I knew she was going to break down and start to cry.
"Yes I'm thinking about sex," Mae Lee cooed. "Darling, I'm going to prove to you how sweet, warm, and delicious sex can be between two people."
"Wanda and one of her girl friends have played around a little," I informed Mae Lee. "They have never gone down on each other because they don't like all that hair."
"Oh, we'll teach our darling how to get around getting her lovely mouth filled with hair," Mae Lee cooed and her fingers were busy opening the front of Wanda's thin dress, for having felt that small tittie through that thin material with those slim fingers of hers, she desired to fondle and suck both of those naked titties.
"Of course that's one of the reasons I stopped by to let you make love to the lovely innocent child," I said reaching for my cigarettes. "I also wished to repay you for having been such a very good friend."
"You are a darling, Eddie," Mae Lee cooed, as she slipped the thin dress from Wanda's shoulders. "I'll teach this child to go down on me, of that you can be sure."
"I was also thinking I could get some sleep while the child was making love to you," I said after lighting a cigarette. "If Harold Blake and his wife have gotten free the police are out searching for the two of us. They'll never dream of coming here to a plush place like this in their search for a cheap second-story man such as myself."
"Oh, you are becoming very cool, darling," Mae Lee cooed, as she moved back from Wanda to let the child's dress slip to the floor about her ankles. "Ah, such a living doll."
"I saw her lying on the beach wearing only the bottom half of her bathing suit one day," I informed Mae Lee. "She was in sort of a trance while a good-looking young stud teased those titties of hers. I knew at once she was curious about sex and would be perfect for the man.
"I belonged to the man once myself you know," Mae Lee said and she seemed to be looking back into time. "He can be very, very good to the right girl as I learned and I feel sure Wanda will become that kind of girl with a little of our coaching."
"Have you ever wished to visit the man again?" I asked for I knew that if he had turned Mae Lee loose he'd really been very, very fond of her. Most of the girls who belonged to him wound up in whorehouses all over the world once he and his friends tired of them.
"Yes, I'd kind of like to see the man again," Mae Lee said very softly. "I've heard he is getting a little fat and lost some hair but he would still be a very good-looking man."
"So why not take a little trip with Wanda and I?" I asked and blew a smoke ring into the air. "You've surely got some time off coming, some money saved."
"Let me think about it, darling," Mae Lee cooed. "Now you just stretch out there on the sofa while this lovely innocent child and I go into the bedroom to begin her lessons."
"You are a bitch after my own heart," I said to Mae Lee as I moved to drop onto the sofa thinking it would be good to just go to sleep with no worries whatever.
Mae Lee laughed softly, picked up Wanda's dress and lead that lovely innocent child from the room. I lay back on the sofa and puffed away on my cigarette thinking about how well things were going for me. It had been so long since I'd felt that I could take a deep breath without the fear of getting put in jail for that simple act.
I smoked that first cigarette clear down to the filter before crushing it out. Quickly I lighted a second cigarette and drew deeply on it. I was usually the kind of smoker who went through three packs a day. I hadn't had a cigarette since I'd first waved my gun under the nose of Harold Blake and he'd proven to be so yellow.
"Who is it, dear?" Rita Blake had called from the living room.
"Now don't go and get excited," Harold Blake had said in the same tone of voice he used when giving a speech to those stupid voters who kept him in office. "Just obey the gentleman and everything will turn out all right."
Hah, some gentleman I'd turned out to be once his wife had bound him to that chair. I'd not only raped her twice while he watched but stripped that lovely, innocent daughter of his and gone down on her under his nose. Shit! I'd even forced his wife to give him that blow job while his daughter and I had watched. I must remember to tell Mae Lee about that for she understood such things.
I could hear Wanda sobbing softly, I could hear the soft voice of Mae Lee trying to sooth the child. Having watched Mae Lee with another young chick once I could picture her soft hands moving lightly over the child's body as clearly as though I'd been there in the bedroom. Between those soft, gentle hands and that voice of hers she'd make Wanda feel at ease.
I smoked three cigarettes in a row before I began to feel relaxed enough to go to sleep. I'm not the kind of a guy who can just stretch out anywhere and drop off to sleep in a moment. Perhaps I've been on the run too long. I had no desire to light a fresh cigarette when I'd finished that third one.
Wanda had stopped her sobbing. Only the sound of Mae Lee's soothing voice came from the bedroom. I knew that would soon be replaced by the startled gasp Wanda made as Mae Lee took her into a series of violent sexual orgasms. I wasn't going to hear those delightful sounds I knew.
Deep, deep sleep was way too close for that.