Chapter 3
Her cunt throbbed from the painful pounding it had taken. The twenty dollar tip helped to compensate for it. Janet was pleased and anticipated keeping it for herself.
At the apartment, Harvey held out his hand without saying a word. She opened the purse and handed him the fifty.
"Where's the rest of it?" he asked.
"That's all there was! A fifty dollar trick like you said," she answered.
"He gave you a tip didn't he?"
"Well, yes, but... but I thought it was for me!" she replied flustered. "When you work for me, I get everything. Hand it over!" he demanded.
His voice was low but there was no mistaking the tone or the look on his face.
"Honest! I wasn't holding out on you! I ... I just didn't know!" she tried to excuse her blunder.
"Let's get one thing clear, honey!" Each word came out clipped, emphatic. "Everything you have belongs to me, including you. And just so that you understand, I'm going to emphasize that point! Take off your clothes!"
He was going to do something to her and Janet was frightened. She hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disobey him but contemplating pleading for leniency.
"C'mon, shake your ass!" he snarled. "Get those clothes off or I'll rip them off!" he threatened.
Janet realized any delay might infuriate him more. She disrobed in a hurry.
"You know what rough trade is, don't you?"
She nodded in reply. "Good!" he replied. "I'm going to give you your first taste of it. Get over to that chair and assume the angle. I'm going to beat your ass off!"
Tears welled up in her eyes. "Please, Harvey, please! Don't beat me! I didn't mean to hold out the money on you. I honestly thought it was mine! Please, please, give me a break!" she sobbed.
"I'll give you a break!" he snapped. "I'm going to break your ass! Now get over to that chair before I get really mad!"
She took the bent over position on the chair. Her body shook with tearful sobs. Harvey opened a desk drawer and removed a heavy leather belt.
"I don't want you screaming either!" he warned her. "You're going to learn to take a beating! If you make too much noise, you'll regret it!"
A sorrowful wail left her lips. She hunched her shoulders to bear the force of the expected blows.
She heard the belt whistling through the air. It caught her across both asscheeks sounding like a pistol shot. An anguished scream welled up in her throat and she choked it back. The sound came out as an agonizing whimper. The blow filled the pads of her ass with a deep stinging pain. It shot up her spine like the mercury in a thermometer.
Janet did a quick jig, shifting from one leg to the other trying to shake off the effects of the blow.
CRACKKK! The belt struck again.
The muscles of her neck stood out as she strained to fight back the scream of tortured agony. Perspiration began to glisten on her body. Fighting back the screams and enduring the pain was an exertion.
"Please, please, no more, no more! I swear I won't do it again," she pleaded in pitiful sobs.
CRACKKK! CRACKKK! Two more blows added to the welts coloring her asscheeks. The blows were in answer to her pleas.
Her hips jerked, convulsing her body as the punishing blows were administered to her unprotected ass. The pain was excruciating. An agonizing conflagration consumed her buttocks. She could feel the violent heat from her battered ass radiating up to her shoulders. She didn't think she could take anymore.
"No more, no more!" she whimpered hysterically. "The pain, the pain! I can't take it anymore! Please, please, have mercy! Stop, stop!"
"That's the idea, honey! You're going to learn to stand pain," he told her.
Janet felt the heat of the beating penetrating the walls of her coosy. She didn't think this tortured punishment could affect her so. CRACKKK! CRACKKK! Harvey struck two more times. The pain was so intense, she thought she would faint.
At the start of the first blows, her gluteal muscles flexed her buttocks in a protective flinch. The continued beating affected the muscles. They were no longer contracting in the reflex action.
The belt kept striking her bruised ass with the same force. With each painful contact, she jigged and writhed. A numbing tolerance to the pain began to settle in her body.
She had reached a new threshold. Janet lost reality with the pain. It was manifesting itself into a voluptuous piquancy that bordered almost on erotic rapture. Her pussy was licking its lips, salivating at the erogenous torment.
Her mind wouldn't believe this excruciating pain could induce such lasicivious thrills. Yet, there it was! The erotic tickle in her cunt! Her twat started to throb with the mild erogenous pulsations.
The sensation resembled the session she had with the vibrators. Initially, the vibrators induced a thrilling erotic feeling. When the deep pulsations grew to a point she couldn't endure, Janet still accepted the voluptuous sensuality of the vibrators. The same held true with the pain from the beating.
She felt a mild orgasm bubbling in her loins. Her pelvis undulated and rocked in coital thrusts.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Good, good!" Harvey chortled in sadistic glee. "That's the way I want you to react when a trick beats you."
The beating stopped. Janet straightened up slowly. Her ass felt as though a blowtorch had been applied to it. She ached a little from the prolonged bent over position. The heat from the beating were felt in her thighs. She was thankful the beating had stopped.
Harvey removed a tin of ointment from a drawer. "Here, let me put this on! It'll take some of the pain away. I should let you suffer so that you get used to the beatings. This is your first time, so I'll be good to you!"
His fingers coated her flayed buttocks with the emolient. She inhaled in a hard hiss of pain as he touched her inflamed ass. "Lay down for awhile!" he suggested. "I'm glad to see that you didn't scream! It would have been worse for you if you did!"
She walked with awkward steps into the bedroom and fell across it, face down. Heavy tearful sobs shook her body as she yielded to the bottled up emotions.
Harvey is a cruel sadistic bastard, she thought. Why did he have to beat me? And why is he using me for rough trade? Is he still punishing me?
She thought about the severe beating she had taken. For awhile, it had been unbearable. For some unexplainable reason, she had found herself responding to it, enjoying a piquant erotic thrill. Maybe, there was something to a sex act combined with pain!
Harvey allowed her two days to recuperate from his beating. Despite the ointment, her buttocks were still tender to the touch and she had difficulty sitting. Especially when she had to go to the bathroom.
Janet checked the appearance of Harvey's handiwork in a mirror. Both her buttocks wre discolored, taking on a purplish-greenish hue. At the same, she examined the sight of her shorn pubes.
The sight of her shaved pudenda fascinated her. The outer lips of her snatch were puffy mounds with the depression of the slit more pronounced. It reminded her of a miniature ass.
Janet dropped her hands to the salacious slit between her thighs. Moving closer to the mirror, she parted the labial curtain. She saw glistening folds of reddish-pink flesh hidden behind the outer lips. The examination of her cunt intrigued her. Her fingers pushed back the fleshy cowl at the head of her venereal gash.
She stared with aroused interest at the erogenous node that glistened back at her. The clitoris was an irregular pea-shaped button slick with moisture.
Janet moved her finger over the button to massage it. As soon as she touched her clitty, the erogenous spark of erotic pleasure glowed. She rubbed her finger back and forth in hurried strokes. The faster she rubbed, the more intense the glow became.
Her tits jiggled as her arm pistoned up and down. A dark flush colored her face from the lascivious excitement. Inside her cunt, Janet felt a voluptuous bubble growing. The elasticity of her twat increased her lustful intoxication. She rubbed her clitty harder and faster. A giant rush of feeling exploded and sensuous rapture flooded her entire being. At the same time, a sluice gate opened and poured a copious flow of come into her vagina.
"Okay! Stop playing with yourself!" Harvey growled at her. "I have a job for you!"
His sudden appearance and remark startled her. Her face flushed with embarrassment at being caught playing with herself.
He handed her a slip of paper with a name and address on it. "Get rid of the paper when you get there!" he told her.
Her appointment was two blocks away. She walked over to the apartment building. A doorman opened the door for her and she passed onto the elevator.
Ringing the doorbell, she was ushered into a lavishly furnished apartment. He was tall, well proportioned with a thick head of curly blonde hair.
"Hello, I'm Claude Garvis!" he greeted her with a warm smile. "And you must be Janet!"
"Yes, I am. Nice meeting you!"
They stood in the living room. "I understand you have certain ... er. .. qualifications that cater to special tastes," he said. "I'm giving a special kind of party in about a week and I'm ... er ... interviewing potential applicants. If you pass the test this afternoon, I'm sure we can work out something to our mutual satisfaction."
"That's what I'm here for," she answered. "I'm ready to start whenever you are!"
"Why don't we undress and get comfortable?" he suggested.
They stripped down and Janet stood motionless, letting Claude inspect her physical attributes.
He nodded approvingly. "Very nice! That haircut you have leaves nothing to the imagination. I must say, you have a lovely cunt. Turn around!" She presented her back to him. "Hmmmm!" he exclaimed. "That's a nice piece of handiwork! One of your clients, I suppose! Does it hurt?"
"Only when I sit down!" she joked.
"Suppose we adjourn to the bedroom and start with the preliminaries?" he suggested. "If you pass that, we'll move along to the other tests."
She followed him into the bedroom and moved onto the king sized bed without an invitation. He lay down alongside of her. Placing one arm under her shoulders, he embraced her. Their lips met and welded together. Claude's tongue moved past her parted lips, seeking her tongue. She caught the flavor of brandy and tobacco as his tongue brushed hers. Claude tried to suck her tongue into his mouth. Janet responded to the deep passionate kissing. She played a game of lingual tag. Her tongue bumped his and swirled about his as he tried to capture it.
Her hand drifted down to his partially erect cock. She curled her fingers about the warm flesh and massaged his prick with lambent teasing tugs. The prick responded to her gentle manual persuasion and grew harder.
His free hand cupped one of her tits. He squeezed the resilient flesh, testing the spongy boob. Claude moved his fingers to the nipple, pinching it gently into an erect state. Janet kept up the slow tantalizing caresses on his rigid shaft.
He released his hold on her tit and substituted his mouth. Janet closed her eyes in erotic bliss, enjoying the suckling of her ruby nipple. Her career in prostitution was still fresh enough for her to enjoy erotic stimulation. She hadn't become completely inured to all sex play. A soft moan of pleasure rumbled in her throat! "Ahhrrr!"
His free hand moved across her stomach down to her cunt. A finger traced a hot trail across the shaved puffy outer lips. He dipped his finger into the venereal slit. The digital explorer slid across the slippery folds of pinkish-red flesh of her vulva. It passed into the throat of her cunt. Claude began a slow frigging motion, letting the finger make a partial retreat, then pushing it back again.
She felt the traveling hand moved down between her thighs and reach for the crevice between her ass. He moved the finger along the ass crack, locating the sphincter.
Janet released her hold on his dick and cradled his balls, hefting the heavy nuts. She speculated a heavy load was stored in the wrinkled sac
His mouth was busy making soft slurping sounds as he sucked her succulent tit. The sounds of his oral appreciation of her luscious tit increased her erotic thrills. The strong pull of his mouth on her nipple stretched it taut. His tongue flipped across the springy nipple in a series of rapid flicks.
Each time his tongue abraded the sentient tip, Janet felt a minor depth charge bursting in her twat. The sensation descended with a chilling acceleration into the bowels of her snatch.
Twisting in a sinuous grind, she drew his prick towards her cunt. Claude's cockhead rubbed across her clitty as she guided the fleshy missile along her slit. The satiny ruby crown of his prong nuzzled the rigid node of her erogenous flesh. She felt the clitty tip touching the peehole of his cock.
He drew her hand away from his dick and shifted into an inverted position. She stared at his cock, a sculptured piece of flesh. It had a perfect paraboloid shape. His prick was alluring. Her eyes glistened in lustful contemplation of the devastating lightning rod before her. She could almost feel the tremendous erotic force harnessed there.
Janet drew the hard flesh to her mouth, letting her lips brush over the ruby corona. It was a tentative gesture, an indication of pleasures she would soon bestow on his waiting prong. She pressed her mouth in a soft caress over the tip. With a strong suctioning pull, she vacuumed his prick between her teasing lips. First, the head disappeared followed by the shaft.
A murmur of passionate rapture filtered across the imprisoned cock. "Mmmmm!" The vibrating hum permeated his prick. Her tongue made a series of long slow licks to increase the tantalizing carnal thrill for him.
She grasped the base of his stiff shaft. Her lip sheathed teeth was a tight vise on his cock. With slow pumping motions, she moved the prick in and out of her mouth in an oral massage. After using his cock to fuck her mouth for several seconds, she released her lingual grip. Her tongue slid down the length of his dick. The tantalizing tongue was a light brush over his bloated scrotum. She treated each one with a tender kiss.
Each of Claude's balls was absorbed between her lascivious lips. One by one, Janet lathered his nuts with her saliva. She lavished loving licks over the egg-shaped spheres. Her moist tongue slipped behind his balls and trailed along his perineum.
Her hands reached behind his hips, clasping his buttocks, drawing his ass closer to her face.
She caught the scent of expensive cologne, a strong woodsy aroma. Janet's tongue slid into the gluteal cleft searching for his asshole. She located the crinkled brownish hole. Her oral explorer rolled around the perimeter of the tightly closed orifice.
The tip of her tongue tried to penetrate the sphincter. Unsuccessful in her attempt, Janet contented herself with teasing licks around the rim of the asshole.
She parted his asscheeks and pushed a finger into the sepia cavity. Her fingers strayed along the tight anal canal. The soft moist muscles of his rectum held her finger in a loving embrace. She likened the feeling to touching custard. The imbedded finger moved back and forth in a series of slow teasing thrusts.
Claude wasn't idle during her amatory display. His hands rested on her hips while his tongue reciprocated her efforts with his own ardent display. He moved his moist mouth over the entire outer portion of her cunt. His saliva covered her quim with a thick coat. Sticking his oral blade into her slit, Claude used his tongue like a cock. He slid it in and out of her quim in languid thrusts.
His hands moved to her buttocks. He cupped the firm globes of bruised flesh and fondled them with gentle squeezes. Janet endured the minor discomfort in exchange for his oral stimulation.
Her cunt was oozing with the licentious perspiration of an aroused pussy. His saliva added to the heavy dampness in her cunt. Janet's wanton desires were due to the lascivious longings Claude's tongue was creating as well as her desire to satisfy him.
His tongue had explored every part of the velvety slick interior of her twat. It rolled around the sphincter of her vagina, the tip trying to press into the funnel-like interior. After several attempts, the tongue retreated and concentrated on her clitoris.
Janet arched her back. She tried to press his ravenous mouth deeper against her quim. Her body jerked as he managed to insert a finger into her asshole and cunt. The twin digital penetration began its erotic stimulation.
"MMMMM!" she murmured in a loud hum of ecstatic approval. She exhaled warm breath, blowing it against his rigid dick.
Resuming her oral worshipping of his cock, Janet's sheathed teeth nibbled up and down the length of his quivering prick. She absorbed the reddened stiff flesh and subjected it to a series of tantalizing licks that spiraled about the shaft. His prick was a Maypole and her tongue danced about it in exuberant swirls.
Claude's mouth made her snatch ache with passionate longing. She wanted to have his prick pumping inside of her. It was such a strong hard dick! Janet was certain he knew how to use it to good advantage!
She began to suck his hardon with stronger suction. Her finger accelerated its pistoning thrusts frigging his asshole. Claude responded with equal sensual stimulation. His two fingers teased her twin holes with equal determination. Her hips bucked in tempo with the pistoning fingers.
His lips were fastened to her clitoris. He held the erogenous papule tight as Janet's pelvis pumped in feverish rapture. The pulsating throbs grew stronger in her loins. Her nostrils flared as her excited breathing agitated her respiration. She was breathing heavy from the effort of breathing through closed lips and the exquisite ecstasy induced by his tantalizing torments.
"Uhhrrr! Uhhrrr!" The grunts quivered from her lips.
Claude's combined stimulation intensified the carnal rapture that engulfed her. Her pelvis writhed with the mounting delirium of sensual intoxication. Janet's frenzied movements caused him to clutch her ass cheeks. He held her buttocks so that her clitoris wouldn't be injured during her thrashing. His mouth maintained its grip on her venereal node.
Janet's sentient cunt filled up with stronger throbs. The pyrotechnics were ready to do off. An internal whoosh shot upward from her quim, traveling with an accelerated piquancy along her spine. The flaming colored balls exploded just as the orgasm ripped through the bowels of her coosy.
She was pleased with the results. Some of her professional encounters didn't produce the same effect. It was nice to be able to enjoy sex without the professional indifference usually experienced.
Her spigotless faucet poured a heavy effusion of musky salty come into Claude's mouth. His eager mouth was fastened to her cuntal lips. He sucked with heavy draughts to slake his lustful thirst. The vacuuming suction of his efforts drained her overflowing fountain.
She wanted to scream with ecstatic joy at the titillating intoxication. It was difficult with his gushing tube flushing her throat with a thick abundance of his luscious creamy come. His cock pulsated with strong contractions. Each spasm sent a heavy squirt of the delicious glutinous liquid her lusting appetite craved. Janet savored the delectable flavor of his semen.
Janet and Claude continued to suck each other off in spite of the fact they had drained each other dry. They parted when the effects of their ecstatic exhileration wore off. She continued to play with his tumescent cock, wishing he would fuck her.
"That wasn't bad!' he remarked. "You have a sweet tasting cunt. It tasted better with the hair missing. You have a nice style in giving head. How about a little break? May I get you something to drink? Wine, whiskey, coffee, name your poison!" he offered.
"Thanks for the compliments! You're not so bad your self. I'll take coffee if it isn't too much trouble!" she answered.
They sat on the bed, enjoying the coffee. Janet welcomed the brief rest. She had passed the first test and wondered what the other trials would be like. Claude had hinted it was something special. It had something to do with a special party. A party including sex hinted at some kink or orgy.
Janet had heard about orgies but had never participated in one. That was another incentive for her to be accepted by Claude. She wanted to see an orgy even if she wound up as the main attraction!