Chapter 6
Lelia fidgeted in her chair, then jumped up and paced back and forth between her table and the open door. She hadn't had a customer for over an hour and that was bad. If I don't stay busy I'll start thinking about it! The nervous brunette felt her knees grow weak and had to lean against the door frame for a second, she closed her dark eyes tight and tried to make her mind a blank, but goose-flesh popped out on her arms when a thought about Diane darted past her weak defenses and invaded her.
"Sweet baby, suck me . . . ahhhhh, sooo sweet, so lovely." The memory of Diane's throaty purr made
Lelia's tight love-sheath convulse and tighten in her belly. "Let me feed you, baby, let Diane feed you!" Lelia felt her cheeks burn with shame when she remembered how she sucked and licked at the blonde's thick nipples while the moaning woman held them up to her mouth.
The beautiful girl's mental resistance crumbled completely and she was instantly lost in the moist, sweaty dreams of sex with another woman! Lelia's even, white teeth chewed at her lower lip when the shameful images paraded in her mind, her soft vulva grew more firm and the folds began to part, the dew of excitement began to flow and make her feel slick and oily.
"Rub lover, rub your body against me, work your wet little pussy against mine, make your hard clitty rub against mine!" The memory of Diane's strong arms pulling her close, the memory of Lelia's own frantic thrusts and jerks as she obeyed, made the lovely girl's flesh crawl with excitement. Then the scene changed and the little bride saw her fingers parting the thick lips of Diane's cunt and watched the slick, pink tissue coming closer and closer until it blotted out her vision. "Oooooo, yesssss, lick it darling, lick my hard little button, make me cum for you!!"
Lelia moaned softly and clenched her hands until her long, pointed fingernails dug into her palms. It had happened! There was no way that she could wish it away, she'd pressed her face between the woman's rounded thighs and had sucked and licked at her gushing opening until she came. Lelia could still hear Diane's tortured groans, feel her soft belly pressing and rubbing against her face as she scrubbed her sopping cunt against her. Lelia had brushed her teeth five times since then but she was certain that she could still taste the lovely woman's thick love juice!
"Madame Olga?" Lelia was so startled that she simply stared in amazement at the handsome young man who stood before her. "Are you Madame Olga?" Finally the girl's tormented brain managed to catch hold and bring her back to the present.
"Oh . . . yes . . . I'm Madame Olga, I'm sorry." Lelia stepped back and motioned for the young man to come in. He wore slacks and a sport shirt but there was something about him that should have warned her. Perhaps at another time, when she wasn't so distracted Lelia would have realized what he was, but now she simply slipped into her seat and motioned for him to join her.
"What is it you wish?" The man looked nervous and embarrassed as he pointed to the cards in answer.
"Can you really tell the future with those? I'd like my fortune told with the cards." Lelia picked up the cards and smiled.
"I will read your cards for you, but I cannot say that they will foretell the future, no once can say that." There was a faint, nagging doubt at the back of her mind but Lelia was still too confused to understand it, besides she wanted to read his cards, she had to keep busy! "The charge is five dollars."
The young man's pained expression puzzled the girl but he handed her the bill and she slipped it into her skirt. The moment that the bill was out of sight the young man's expression changed, he sat up straighter and whistled sharply through his teeth!
Before Lelia could even move a dark figure jumped through the door and stood beside the table. The startled girl looked up into the battered face of a middle aged man in a gray suit, even in her befuddled state she could read him, he was a cop!
"Did she take the money, did she promise to tell the future!" The younger man shrugged and tried to explain.
"Sorta, she took the money but she told me that she couldn't be sure that they would tell the future."
The older man shook his head impatiently and held up his hand.
"Don't split hairs, sonny, did she take the money to read the cards for you?" The handsome man cast Lelia a worried look and then glumly nodded his head.
The tension went out of the older man and a sly, calculating expression crept over his face, his pale eyes bored into Lelia's as he gestured over his shoulder. "Take a walk, Dave. I want to talk to little Gypsy Rose here, we want to be alone."
The young policeman hesitated then turned on his heel and stepped out, shutting the door behind him. Lelia watched him disappear down the sidewalk then looked back at the older man before her.
"Are you going to arrest me? I didn't tell him that I could see the future, if he says that he will be lying!" The older man didn't seem to be listening, he looked around the room, pulling back the colorful rug that hid the door to the back room, satisfied that they were alone, he walked to the door and locked it, then pulled the shade.
"Do you want to be arrested?" The question frightened her and Lelia quickly shook her head. "I didn't think you would, honey. All you gypsy chicks hate it in jail. Besides if you get locked up who'll make your old man's money for him?"
Lelia stiffened in the chair, the scorn in the older man's expression angered her but she was wise enough to hide it. "You're new at this aren't you, 'Madame Olga'?" Tears began to gather in the pretty girl's dark eyes as she nodded.
"You should be more careful, especially in this town, we don't like con games like yours here." The man chuckled as he moved to where Lelia sat. Bending down slightly, he took hold of her chin between thumb and forefinger and forced her to look up into his eyes.
"My name is Jack, honey. Jack Murphy and this is my area. Do you understand me? You don't do any work here unless Jack Murphy says you can and even then old Jack gets a teeny bite out of the action! Do you understand, honey? I get twenty a day from you, every day."
Her mother had told her about men like Jack Murphy, Lelia fought down the panic that was bubbling inside of her and nodded frantically. It's going to be all right, he only wants money, he won't put you in jail, the worried girl tried to tell herself but even in her confusion and fear she thought she could sense something else in his eyes, in the way that he moved closer to her.
"Yes, twenty dollars a day, I'll do it, I promise."
Jack's threatening attitude faded a little and he let go of Lelia's chin. The frightened girl watched his every move when he pulled the other chair around the table and sat behind her, his body was so close to hers that she could feel its animal heat.
"How old are you, chicken?" Before Lelia could answer him, the man took her hand and held it firmly. The lovely girl jumped when his flesh pressed against hers, it was as if someone had touched her with a live wire!
"I'm . . . twenty," Lelia lied but the policeman grinned and shook his head in disbelief. "Please, I said that I would give you the money, why don't you go away and let me earn it?"
A cruel grin creased the man's features and his fingers tightened around her wrist, forcing the frightened girl to turn slightly to face him. "No, you're not even near twenty and I'm going to teach you not to lie to Jack Murphy, I'm going to teach you a lesson that you'll never forget!"
Before the meaning of the grinning man's words could make themselves clear to her Lelia was hauled to her feet and pushed past the hanging that hid the back room from view. Lelia was so bewildered by the suddenness of it all that she made no attempt to resist as Jack pushed her ahead of him.
"What are you going to do," Lelia whimpered as they stopped in the center of the room. There was only one piece of furniture. In the corner stood an old table, something left by some long forgotten tenant. The burly policeman's eyes flicked in the direction of the table and then his grin grew more cruel, broader. The love gypsy girl's legs began to shake and she tried again. "Please, officer Murphy, what are you going to do to me?"
"Honey, you aren't that dumb! Old Jack is going to fuck you, what did you expect?" A gasp escaped her lips as Lelia stared at the man in horror. Jack didn't waste a second, he hung his jacket on a hook and moved toward her.
Lelia moaned and turned to run but Jack was faster and caught her by the arm. The frightened girl was jerked around and pulled up tight against Jack's belly. A feeling of mingled disgust and excitement shook her when she felt his cock growing and straining against his slacks.
"Ooooon, noooo, please, I'm married! I just got married, don't make me do it with you!"
The older man wasn't listening to her, he held Lelia with one hand while his free hand rummaged
Gypsy Girl inside the lovely girl's blouse. Jack's rough fingers scratched Lelia's tender flesh, leaving a burning, tingling trail of sensation behind as they explored her.
"You Gypsy cunts are all the same. You'll cheat, steal and lie. But when a man wants a little piece of ass you try to cross your legs! Well, it's not gonna work with me, honey, I'm going to fuck your choice little box and you might as well relax and enjoy it!"
She tried, Lelia cried and protested but the man ignored her. Her blouse hung open and the waist band of her flaring skirt was undone, Lelia gritted her teeth to keep from screaming when Jack's rough fingers pinched and teased her nipples. Despite her shame and revulsion, the girl's breasts grew firm and hot and her nipples turned into hard little spikes!
Jack pushed Lelia backwards, the trembling child moaned when her firm little ass bumped up against the table, her loosened skirt had slipped and hung around her knees for a second then fell to the floor. Jack hooked two fingers in the band of her panties then jerked, ripping the filmy garment away, leaving her naked before him.
Oh God, he's putting his fingers in me! The lovely girl whimpered and tried to pull her naked vulva away from the stranger's exploring fingers, but she was pinned against the table and she couldn't move. A long shudder tore through the beautiful girl as his thick forefinger wormed its way between her fat little folds and penetrated her. Lelia's thighs began to tremble and she shook her head from side to side as she tried to deny the pleasure that she felt each time that the fingertip pressed against her swelling little clitoris. She hated herself, but she couldn't control the animal reaction of her body and soon her hips began to make obscene little circles around the finger.
"Just married, eh? I believe you girl, your snatch is as tight as a virgin's. Were you a virgin, honey?" Lelia had no intention of answering the crude question but Jack rammed the finger deep in her love-sheath and the belly twisting jolt of pleasure that it gave her sent the words gushing out of the humiliated girl's mouth; she was losing the battle!
"Unnnnnggggghhhh . . . Oooooooo yessss, please don't touch me like that. Fm not a whore, don't put your fingers in me like that!" The finger twisted and rolled inside of her and Lelia moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she was stretched and widened a little more. "I was a virgin, no man has ever had me but my husband, don't do this to me, I'll give you more money, anything but don't . . . fu . . . fuck me!"
Nothing she could say would stop him and Lelia was ashamed to realize that the thought pleased her, it was a twisted, filthy pleasure; but it was pleasure just the same! He's going to fuck me, he's going to push his hard cock into me. Lelia wanted to hate what was happening but the feel of his finger twisting and working in her drove every thought, every emotion but one out of her brain. She couldn't stop herself, the lovely child's dark eyes crept down Jack's thick body until they found the huge lump that stretched the front of his slacks. The man caught the movement of her eyes and chuckled.
"Ohhh? Maybe this isn't going to be such a terrible thing for you after all." The finger was moving easier inside of her, Lelia's thick lovelube was flowing, coating her tissues and making her feel oily and greased. "Take it out, honey. Unzip my fly and pull my cock out for me."
The lovely girl whimpered and tried to stop her hands, but they ignored her and crept forward. Jack's thick finger was punching in and out of her, making wet, popping sounds as it smeared her warm juice over her swollen little clit. Lelia hated herself, but regardless, her hips were working in short, jabbing circles and her trembling fingers found the metal tab of the man's slacks and pulled it down.
The older man grunted with pleasure when Lelia's warm hands crept inside of his shorts and her fingers curled tightly around the fat staff of his cock. She couldn't resist the urge and the humiliated little brunette held the clothing away from his prick with one hand while the other began to work up and down his rigid column of flesh.
"I said take it out, honey. What you're doing is nice, but it's a waste of time, pull my cock out so that you can really work on it." The little bride shivered as his words rang in her ears but she obeyed him, quickly and meekly.
At least Lelia had the man's large hard-on free of his clothes and she stared down at it in rapt fascination as her tiny fist jerked up and down the shaft. The policeman's finger had brought her near her climax and when she stared at the dark-red crown of his cock the only thing she could think of was how big it was and bow good it would feel slipping into her wet, swollen little pussy!
"I'm going to fuck you with that prick," Jack whispered to her. "I'm going to put you on that table and shove my cock in you and you're going to scream and wiggle, I've never met a broad yet who could take my cock without having to yell."
Sharp little pricks of fear and excitement danced up and down Lelia's spine. The filthy things that the cop was saying to her excited her and made her tight love-sheath itch with need.
"Ooooooh, please," the lovely child whimpered when Jack pulled his finger out of her and turned her around. Lelia wasn't sure if she was asking him not to take her or to hurry!
The table was dusty but neither of them cared. Jack's strong fingers pressed at the back of Lelia's head and the moaning girl found herself laying face down on the dirty surface, her legs barely touched the floor. The cool surface of the dusty table felt good when her hot, hard little nipples rubbed against it and she whimpered when she heard Jack's slacks fall to the floor and felt the dripping head of his cock work in between the trembling cheeks of her firm little ass.
Jack Murphy was a devil, he didn't shove his thick cock into her and hurt her. She could have taken that and still been left with some self respect. Instead the man worked the spade shaped head of his prick between the dripping lips of her pussy and ran it back and forth over her pulsating little clitoris. The tormented girl stood it as long as she could, she bit her lips and the tip of her tongue but it was hopeless. At last Lelia's pretty head lifted from the dirty table and the began to moan!
"Ooooo, oh God, don't do that to me, don't make me want it like that! Please, Officer Murphy, don't tease me!"
Jack laughed and ran the swollen knob up between Lelia's buttocks, smearing their combined lube over and around her puckered anus. Lelia felt it and shivered as a broken moan of surrender oozed out of her. "Unnnnnhhh, please, put it in me, I can't help it, fuck me, please, I want you to fuck me, now!!"
Another long groan tore free of her throat when Lelia felt the glans slip back between her pussy lips and find the open throat of her vagina. Jack made a grunting sound as he began to thrust and work his penis into her.
It was terrible and lovely at the same time, Lelia felt herself being stretched wider and wider as the strange organ filled her. Her hips began to buck and thrust back at him, helping him fit the full length of his pulsating, jerking dong into her. "Unnnngggghhh . . . harder, ohhh it feels so big," the beaten girl whimpered over her shoulder. "Go on, I don't care if it hurts, put it all in me, all of it!!"
Jack's strong ringers gripped her waist and a thin wail escaped Lelia when he thrust forward. The last half of the big cock plunged into her, the power of the thrust lifting her feet off the floor. The little girl's fingers gripped at the edge of the table and held her steady as he pulled back and rammed her again.
"Ogggghhhh, you like that, don't you, bitch? What's the matter, can't that fine, stud-gypsy of yours give you enough cock?"
Lelia didn't answer, she couldn't. The only thing she could do was buck and thrust back against him, mashing her firm little ass cheeks flat against his belly as she helped him take her. Drago's honor didn't matter, nothing mattered but the lovely feel of the slick prick moving in and out of her and the hot blasts of pleasure that set her head to spinning and churning!
"Oooooo . . . it's . . . sooooooo gooooooood!! Harder, tear me open, oh God, I don't care. Kill me with your cock!!!" Lelia's voice was echoing in the room as she twisted and rolled under the man. She loved the feel of his firm, gnarled prick inside of her. Her vaginal muscles clamped and relaxed against it in a demanding, milking motion. Suddenly the man snorted and rammed himself deep inside of her, the girl felt the thick flow of his cum filling her and screamed with delight.
"Aggggghhhh . . . so much, you're drowning me!! I. . . I. . . aaaaaiiiiieeeee! Fm cumming you dirty man, help me! Aaaaaiiiiieeeee!!!!!!"