Chapter 10

The door connecting the two offices opened and Joe Lovato stuck his head in the outer one, griping, "What the hell is all the commotion out here? Vince, can't you keep one little cunt under control?"

"Hi, Joe," Sue greeted her ex-boss nervously. "I'm sorry to barg-"

"What the hell are you doin' here, Sue?" Lovato demanded. "This is no time for social calls, baby." Then he saw the condition she was in and frowned. "I got a feelin' this ain't no social call, is it?"

"Laurie's boy friend jumped Sue," Vince said, talking fast and sweating more than he had earlier. "He tried to force her to bring him here, but Sue used her head, Joe. She dumped him at the edge of the district."

"Like shit, she used her head!" Lovato raged. "Goddamn! We've got a kidnapped girl on our hands! Don't you monkeys know how serious that could be? Christ, Sue, you should've taken the boy in the opposite direction! What if he finds this place and brings the cops down on us? We got to get this cunt out of here! Right now!"

"You and Tony take Laurie with you," Vince suggested. "Sue is going to take me back to where she dumped Barringer. The only way to keep him from causing trouble is to fix it so he can't talk."

"Then you'd better do just that, Vince, baby," Lovato said coldly. "If you don't take care of him, I suggest you take Sue for a long vacation in Mexico. I'm clean as long as you two are free, so stay free one way or the other or you're both dead... got it?"

"We'll take care of the boy, Joe," Sue hastened to assure him.

"You'd fuckin' well better, since he's connected to you, not me," Lovato said. "Tony, wrap the girl in that overcoat. We got to hustle her out of here."

"My clothes," Laurie pleaded. "Let me get my clothes."

"No dice. Naked broads stay in line better," Tony said as he snatched the solitary, dusty overcoat off the rack and draped it around Laurie's shoulders. "And, baby, you better not give us one bit of trouble, or you'll find out how long you can live without a heart!"

Laurie didn't know if Tony would actually do the horrible thing he was threatening or not, but she fully intended to try to escape if they gave her half a chance. Barefoot and clutching the black overcoat together at her neck and navel, Laurie had no choice but to let them hurry her from the office and into the creaky old freight elevator. They all five rode down to the ground floor of the darkened warehouse together; then Sue and Vince led the way toward the front as Laurie was half-led, half-dragged between Joe Lovato and Tony.

Numb with fear and devoid of hope, the frightened teen-ager who was being spirited away to a life of shame gave herself over to her utter misery and began crying silently. The men forced her to walk so fast she was nearly running. Though every minute seemed like an hour to Laurie, she knew that not enough time had passed for Tom to have called the police. She didn't even know if he would call them, and if he had, there was almost no chance that they would locate the warehouse in time to help her.

Time! she thought. I've got to stall them somehow! If I let them take me out of here, I'm lost forever!

Glancing around as she was pulled along, her mind working desperately, Laurie spotted an aisle between some wooden crates that were stacked higher than her head. There wasn't much use to attempt to escape the vicious men who were abducting her, but Laurie had to try. If she could only stall for time, then maybe Tom would bring help after all. Realizing that she might be killed for doing it, Laurie leaped forward, catching Lovato and Tony by surprise. She left them holding the overcoat and ran for all she was worth down the aisle between the crates, her tits flopping and her buttocks bouncing as her bare feet slapped the concrete floor.

"Goddamn you, cunt!" Joe Lovato cursed. "Come back here! Tony! Vince! Go after her! Don't be stupid, Laurie! You can't get out of the warehouse!"

Laurie hadn't really expected to get out of the warehouse, but she was surprised at how far she did get. Panting for breath, she crawled in between the far wall and a stack of cardboard cartons two rows over from the aisle into which she had darted. Hurry, Tom! she pleaded, listening to Vince and Tony's running footsteps coming closer and closer to where she was hiding. Bring help, darling! Before it's too late!

The frightened girl's heart was thumping so loudly she was sure Tony could hear it when he stopped near her. He paused, then began walking closer to where she was crouched between the boxes and the wall.

"Laurie!" she heard Joe Lovato call. "Come out right now. Don't be stupid. Don't make us kill you!"

An icy shiver raced zigzag up Laurie's spine, but she chose to slip between an opening she'd just found between two cartons instead of jumping to the evil man's demands. If she could just stall them long enough, she felt positive that Tom would arrive with help. He had to. It was the only hope she had. If Tom didn't bring help, her life as she'd known it and hoped to live it was done for.

She heard the footsteps going away from her, and she breathed easier. Lovato's voice was still booming from various spots around the warehouse. He, too, was searching for her, and alternately issuing threats, orders and pleas for her to give up the foolishness and come out.

Finally Laurie realized that foolishness was exactly what her action had been. Tom didn't have the slightest idea where she was, or that she was even being held in a warehouse. No matter how much he wanted to help her, he simply wouldn't be able to. If she stalled for a week, Tom still wouldn't be able to find her, Laurie realized. When she heard Joe Lovato offer to let her come out with no punishment for the inconvenience she'd caused, Laurie decided she'd better do it.

This isn't a Western movie and Tom isn't the cavalry, she told herself. Wise up, you stupid little girl. You're either going to be a live whore or a dead ninny!

"All right, Mister Lovato," she called, and came out of her hiding place. Tears misted her eyes again as she walked nude and helpless toward the huge baldheaded man who she knew would sell her until she lost her looks, if he had his way. But there would be other times, and she would escape eventually. In the meantime, however, she figured she'd better act as if she were willing to become what they wanted to make of her. Laurie stopped right in front of her master and said, "I'm sorry, Mister Lovato. I don't know what came over me, but I promise not to give you any more trouble."

Before she knew he had struck her, she was on her knees at his feet, with the side of her face stinging and her ear ringing. "I ought to go ahead and kill you!" Lovato spat. "Get up! I'll punish you later. We have to get out of here now!"

Laurie was jerked to her feet and wrapped in the overcoat again; then once more she found herself being forced along behind Vince and Sue. Vince opened the door he had brought Laurie in and stuck his head out for a look around before he said, "Let's go. We've got the whole street to ourselves."

His statement caused Laurie no disappointment. She'd only hoped for help, not expected it. Though she was scared to death of Joe Lovato and deplored what he was forcing upon her, Laurie offered no resistance when they pushed her out onto the sidewalk.

"Lock the door, Vince," Lovato ordered as he and Tony led Laurie toward the big black car. "And get that damned bus out of here! It's like hanging out a sign!"

"Freeze!" a voice boomed from nowhere. "Police! You're under arrest!"

Policemen were running toward them from all directions, and Laurie had never seen such a beautiful sight in all her life. She didn't see Tom running ahead of the policemen in back of her, nor did she see him leap into the air and break some of the startled Vince's ribs with a lateral kick before he landed on his feet and charged on towards Laurie and the two men who were trying to shove her into the big car.

"Let her go, you sonsovbitches!" Tom screamed only a split second before he butted his head into the small of Joe Lovato's back, The breath whooshed from the big man's lungs and his nose was broken when the force of the impact slammed his face against the top of the open car door.

Laurie was knocked to the sidewalk in the process, and she blinked up to see Tony whipping out a switchblade knife. "Look out, Tom!" she screamed over Lovato's cursing and groaning.

But Tom was like a madman, and before Tony could open the knife he had crushed the handsome stud's nuts with a sudden and powerful upswing of his knee. Tony spewed vomit and cried shrilly as he crumpled into a convulsing heap.

"That's enough. Mister Barringer!" the police lieutenant shouted, and two officers grabbed Tom just in time to prevent him from kicking Tony in the head.

"Laurie!" Tom yelled, even though they were mere feet apart. "Are you all right, darling?"

She heaved a heartfelt sigh and answered, "Now I am, Tom. Thank God, you found me in time!" She flung herself against her fiance and hugged him while the officers were still restraining him.

"You lost your coat, ma'am," the lieutenant said, awkwardly trying to drape it back around her shoulders.

"Oh, my goodness!" Laurie gasped, stepping back from Tom as the officers released him, and allowing him to help her cover herself with the black overcoat.

"Where are your clothes, honey?" Tom asked. "Up there." She pointed.

Vince, Sue, Joe Lovato and Tony were being placed under arrest by the very efficient Chicago police.

"If you'll tell me exactly where your clothes are, Miss Morgan, I'll send an officer up for them," the lieutenant offered.

"Just wear the overcoat 'til we get back to the motel, honey," Tom said. "You won't need that damned uniform again."

"But how will we get back, Tom?"

"I'll have you taken," the lieutenant said. "We'll have to go with the police first, baby," Tom said. "We'll have to sign statements accusing these bastards of rape, kidnapping and whatever else you want to charge them with."

"You will prefer charges against them and appear in court, won't you, Miss Morgan?" the lieutenant asked.

"Tom?" Laurie asked. "You damn right- I want them hung!"

"Nothing would please me more than to help send them all to prison, Lieutenant," Laurie said.

With nothing but a towel wrapped around her curvaceous young body, Laurie walked from the bathroom into Tom's motel room, feeling much better after her shower.

"I brought your suitcases from the girls' dorm," Tom, who was fully dressed and reclining on the bed, said. "Go ahead and get dressed. I won't peek. If you need anything else, I'll go get it."

Instead of getting dressed, Laurie padded barefoot to the bed and sat down beside Tom. "Do the other kids know what happened?"

Tom took her hand and gave it a reassuring little squeeze. "They know they're out of a job, and they're pretty shook. The police are taking statements from them, too, but the kids don't know what happened to you. All they know is that something mysterious is going on and that the Caldwells are in trouble right up to their ears. Aren't you going to get dressed?"

"Do you really want me to?" Laurie asked, returning her fiance's hand squeeze.

Tom smiled and shook his head.

"Are you going to send me back to the dorm tonight?" Laurie asked, and before he could answer she let the towel slip from her lovely, upthrust breasts.

Tom smiled and shook his head.

The bed jiggled as Laurie raised up and pitched the towel to the floor. Then she lay down nude beside her boy friend and snuggled up to him. "You saved my life, did you know that, darling?"

Tom was too busy kissing her eyes and running his hands over her warm, smooth skin to reply, so Laurie added, "They were going to force me into prostitution. I would have killed myself."

"It's over now, sweetheart," Tom soothed. "Forget it."

"Are you going to sleep in your clothes?" Laurie asked, and she began unbuttoning Tom's shirt.

The youth quickly shed his clothes, and they lay on the bed looking at and fondling each other's naked body.

"You were so brave, darling," Laurie said as she cupped his balls lovingly. "How did you find me?"

"Just luck, mostly," he admitted, running his hand over Laurie's silky belly and large, firm tits. "There was a couple parked up the street from where Sue tricked me out of her car. I jumped in their car and took off after her." Tom laughed. "I thought the guy was going to brain me, and the girl was yelling so that I couldn't tell him what was up over the racket. I squealed the car around a corner and nearly smashed into a police cruiser. Sue was out of sight by then, but the pigs-strike that-the police got on the radio as soon as I told them about you. Other police cars started pouring in, no lights or sirens, and we started combing the whole warehouse district for Vince's bus. Jesus, honey, it's a damned good thing he took you in that bus. It was just like seeing a neon sign when we found it parked."

Laurie teased the undersurface of Tom's erect penis with her fingertips before she grasped it close to the base and sat up. She leaned over him and kissed his cockhead, then sighed and lay back down with her head resting on his abdomen. Smiling up at him, she brushed his dong with the back of her head and asked, "When did you decide I'd been telling you the truth all along?"

Tom winced. "I'm sorry about that, honey. I was wrong. God, how I was wrong!"

"It did sound like I was lying, Tom," Laurie said. "I'm just glad you realized I wasn't before . . . before it was too late. How did you figure it out, honey? Did you know what they were going to do with me?"

"I didn't know for sure," he admitted. "I knew something rotten was going on, though, and when Sue was so vague about where you were and kept trying to put me off--"

"I mean, how did you figure out I hadn't been lying?" Laurie broke in. She stroked his stomach, using the slightly curved top of his dick for the headrest.

"I never trusted Vince from the first, Laurie. And that goosing business at the pool... it didn't set right. No sales director would stand for that kind of shit. Then when you were raped and we went to the house . . . Vince tried to make me believe you made up the whole thing to explain how you lost your virginity. Christ, it didn't hit me at the time, but how could he have known you were a virgin if he hadn't been one of the masked men who raped you? Or at least was in on it?"

"I wondered, too, how he knew I'd been a virgin," Laurie said, caressing Tom's hand as he fondled her right breast. "I thought maybe you'd told him."

"No. Then I got to wondering about some of the things Sue said when she was drunk and in my room later. I asked her if she thought you'd been raped, and she said she wouldn't put anything past Vince lately, or something to that effect. Hell, I should have known right then, Laurie! But she was drunk, and pissed at her old man, and I was pretty upset. She started to say something else but never finished it. . . something about Vince would keep breaking in young girls as long as they were naive enough to fall for him, or it, or something like that. Well, the bastard won't break in any more girls, at least."

"No," Laurie said thoughtfully. She recalled the veiled warning Sue had tried to give her while Vince was signing the breakfast checks that morning. "I feel sorry for Sue, Tom."

"Horseshit," Tom said. "That bitch was part of it, Laurie. I tried to send her back to her room, but she wouldn't go. She was keeping me busy so Vince could have a clear field with you."

"But I ran into Vince by accident, Tom."

He cupped Laurie's soft tit and weighed it with his hand. "No way, sweetheart. It probably appeared that you happened onto him, but I'll bet the sonovabitch was looking for you when you did."

Laurie allowed Tom to pull her up, and when he took her tumescent nipple into his warm mouth and began sucking it, she didn't protest. "Mmm," she sighed, and ran her fingers through his hair.

"I wondered about you getting raped and none of the other girls having anything out-of-the-way happening to them," Tom said, nuzzling his face into the cleavage of Laurie's soft bosom. "It didn't stack up. Vince was assigning all the sales routes and you were the only one having trouble. Then I got to thinking about that orgy you told me about after you'd left, and I realized it had to have been a setup. They were waiting for you, Laurie, just like the rapists had been. And who sent you to that house? Vince, goddamn, Caldwell. . . that's who! Jesus, honey, I feel like an ass for doubting you! Can you ever forgive me?"

"Well..." Laurie drawled teasingly. "You did come after me, so that's in your favor." She stuck her tumid nipple back into his mouth and added, "I think maybe I can forgive you ... if you'll suck this again. Mmmm ... I like that, darling. It gives me the shivers!"

Tom gladly went from tit to luscious tit, sucking and licking Laurie's nipples while she sighed again and again, running her fingers through his hair and clasping his head to her chest. They both forgot about Laurie's recent ordeal and the trial they would have to attend later. For the time being, they were the only two people in the world, and neither could do enough to show how much they loved the other.

When Tom began easing Laurie's head down his body, she knew what he wanted without him having to put it in words. She had been kissing his tiny nipples and nipping them with the sharp edges of her teeth, and she kept right on kissing and licking as she let him guide her lips. The tip of her tongue dipped swirlingly into his navel as she passed it, then left a zigzag trail of saliva on down the flat, lower portion of his abdomen.

Into the broad top of his coarse, dark triangle she licked, not protesting or resisting in any way. He took his hands from her head and left her on her own, leaving the final decision up to her.

There was really no decision for Laurie to make. The man she loved wanted her mouth, and she was only too happy to oblige him. "How far, darling?" she breathed, licking her way up his throbbing shaft. "All the way?"

"Would you?" he gasped, shuddering with pleasure when her hot tongue laved his sensitive crown.

Choosing to answer her lover with action rather than words, Laurie formed her full lips into a soft O and enlarged that O by fitting it over the rounded tip of Tom's sleek glans. "Ohhh . . . baby!" Laurie heard him whimper, and the sound of his pleasure pleased her immensely. She tickled his balls and took the top two inches of his penis into her mouth, making her lips nibble his shaft while she twirled her tongue rapidly around his tufted coronal ridge.

"Laurie!" he croaked. "Oh, God, baby . . . suck it!"

Smiling up at him with her eyes, she clamped her lips around his shaft just below the flared lower portion of his crown and sucked hard, making her cheeks sink inward. She maintained the suction and whipped the tip of his sweet dick with her tongue. The way Tom shivered was enough reward for Laurie, but the pay he gave her was a delicious bonus. She scooped up with her tongue the clear fluid her sucking had brought oozing from the eye of his dick. As the pungent flavor seeped over her taste buds, Laurie sighed nasally and engulfed more than half of his tasty dick.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," she chanted, bobbing her head at his loins, taking his dick so far into her mouth that the head was swabbing her throat.

"Aaah ... oh, Laurie ... I love you so much!"

Tom's impassioned outcry spurred her on. Love made all the difference, she discovered, realizing that she would gladly suck his dick all night if he wanted her to. She made tiny sounds of joy in her straining throat and went all out to please him.

"Turn around, baby," Tom rasped. "Get on top of me. Let me suck you, too!"

It was the best idea she'd ever heard, and Laurie hurried to do exactly as he'd requested. Without taking her mouth from his organ, she scooted around in the bed and straddled his shoulders. She drew up her legs 'til she had the back of his head cradled with the soles of her feet, then lowered her dripping pussy to his mouth, letting him guide her with his hands clasping her hips.

Tom's oral lovemaking wasn't as expert as Vince's or Tony's, but Laurie loved him, and that more than made up for the slight difference. When his lips formed eagerly to her hair-ringed hole, Laurie whimpered around her mouthful of cock.

Then his tongue penetrated her, and she moaned with delight as she felt it lapping deep inside her secreting vagina.

Oblivious of everything but the feverish pleasure they were giving each other, the young lovers plunged into an abandoned sixty-nine.

Laurie had experienced two minor comes and felt the mind-blowing one sweeping over her when Tom's adorable organ began twitching rhythmically in her suctioning mouth.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, and sucked all the harder, knowing he was about to come and wanting him to do it in her mouth.

Tom grunted through his nose and sucked Laurie's cunt so hard that its soft outer folds were drawn into his mouth.

Her head bobbing furiously, Laurie was keenly aware of both their conditions. It felt marvelous to have part of her sex-flesh stretched out into Tom's hot mouth, and the way he was licking the blood-engorged tissue was absolutely maddening. Almost as thrilling was the way his hot breath kept bursting over her erogenous anus. She could feel the first spasms of her own climax settling in her loins even before Tom's dick jerked wildly and sent a mass of the most exquisite cream gushing into her mouth.

As her lover's sperm squirted over her flailing tongue, Laurie shut her eyes and shuddered with bliss. The explosion in her pussy began the instant she tasted his hot cum. Mashing her fluttering split tight against Tom's pleasure-giving mouth, whimpering and sobbing, Laurie let him come in her mouth and loved it. She kept only the ballooning glans inside her sucking mouth, and swallowed each jet of his love juice as he pumped it to her.

When he'd given her the pressurized part of his load, Laurie drained his cock dry and went right on sucking. His erection started to fade, but her eager mouth caught it and soon had his dick back into the condition she wanted it.

"Do it, Tom," she gasped, turning around and lying down beside him. "Make love to me, darling! Fuck me . . . now!"

Tom positioned himself between her widespread legs and brought the head of his saliva-coated rod to the swollen lips of her spit-slick pussy.

"I love you!" Laurie panted, stroking his back and feeling wonderful as his cockhead popped into her. Then he planted his root balls-deep and Laurie rasped, "So much!"

"Me, too, you, baby!" Tom sighed, and began screwing her with incredibly tender thrusts.

"Ohhh . . . oh, darling, darling!" Laurie cooed.

She offered her mouth, with the tip of her tongue sticking out between her puffy, parted lips. When Tom opened his mouth wide and kissed her, Laurie heaved a whimper-like sob and thrust her tongue deep into his mouth. He sucked her tongue hungrily, and Laurie used it to fuck his mouth while she thrilled to the real fucking he was giving her steaming cunt.

Since they'd both just had orgasms, neither was in any rush to finish. They fucked and fucked, and the longer they did it the sweeter and hotter it got.

Before long, Laurie couldn't tell where she left off and Tom began. They seemed to be fusing together with love and passion, and Laurie was sublimely happy.

They fucked some more, their sweat-slick bodies slipping and sliding together, with Laurie hunching up her cunt to meet Tom's every thrust, both of them heaving for breath and uttering tiny sounds of ecstasy.

Then Laurie could stand it no longer. The pleasure was too intense for her to bear. Without warning her insides began quivering and jerking. A split second later her vagina grabbed Tom's dick and began milking it with harsh convulsions.

With Laurie's hot snatch trying to eat him alive, Tom rammed his cock in to the hilt and let the orgasm he'd been holding back take its course.

When Laurie felt Tom's semen spurting into the depths of her sweat-soaked, rippling belly, she threw back her head and began sobbing brokenly. Every nerve in her beautiful body was stretched taut and vibrating ecstatically. Tremors of pure bliss racked her from the top of her wagging head to the tips of her dainty, turned-down toes. She wanted to tell him how unbelievably good it was, but all she managed was a hoarse chant of, "TOM . . . OHH, TOM . . . OHHHH!!!"

Later, as they were drifting off to sleep with Laurie's backside snuggled against Tom, his arms around her, Tom asked, "Share my pad through college, sweetheart?"

"Mmmm," Laurie sighed, snuggling her luscious ass right up to his loins. "What do you think, darling?"