Chapter 3
Julio slid the gleaming blade of his switchblade under Consuela's trembling chin.
The stripper felt the cool metal press lightly against the delicate flesh of her neck.
She knew that one false move would sent rivers of blood spurting out a neat slit in her neck.
Consuela trembled against the wall as Julio stared longingly into her eyes.
"I seen you up there on the stage shaking them big tits of yours, slut!" he hissed. "And I can't wait to get a taste of 'em. You don't seem like you're very smart. But I know you're smart enough to keep from struggling while I attack your body with my cock. Right?"
Consuela swallowed with fear.
"Yyou heard me tell the other girl we gotta do what you perverts want," she whimpered. "This kinda shit happens all the time. Abuse my goddamn body. Millions before done it. Millions more will follow. I give up caring."
Julio slid the menacing blade from under Con-suela's neck and snapped it shut.
He nodded and wrapped his fingers firmly around her frail shoulders.
"That's what sluts like you get for strutting your stuff around in public," he hissed with contempt. "You're no better than a cheap Times Square whore!"
He spat on her face.
Consuela grimaced as the spittle caught her right eyelid and trickled down her cheek.
She glanced over at Juan and Kathy, madly rumping away in the corner, and cursed inwardly.
It always seemed to her as if the new girls got the best of all deals.
Kathy was thrusting her hips forward to take a meaty slab of Puerto Rican dick up her sugar walls, and Consuela was wiping spit from her face.
Life was a chore at times.
Julio grabbed the terry cloth robe wrapped around Consuela's naked form.
She wailed as the cunt-starved thug stripped it from her body.
Julio glanced his prey up and down.
He was pleased at what he saw.
Consuela's body looked more tasty than it had under the harsh spotlights of the stage.
Her bronze breasts were supple and firm.
An erect nipple graced the top of each.
Her thighs were shapely, her waist slim.
A well-trimmed triangle of black pubes framed the dark brown entrance to Consuela's tunnel of delights.
Her golden brown flesh was smooth and lightly peppered with droplets of sweat.
Julio couldn't wait to get a taste of that gorgeous snatch.
He felt his cock throb painfully in the close confines of his crotch, begging to be released from its sweaty prison.
Julio reached down and tugged on his zipper.
The sound of the metal teeth giving way rose in the air.
Consuela slid her back against the wall and waited to be impaled on the end of Julio's cock.
Her body trembled with disgust and fear.
These sudden rape sessions were by no means new to the experienced stripped, but they filled her loins with repulsion nevertheless
Consuela sighed and braced herself against the wall, preparing for the assault.
Julio kicked the bathrobe away from Consuela's feet.
He reached into his fly and wrapped his fingers around the base of his shaft.
He tugged his meaty member into the open.
Consuela's nose wrinkled with distaste as the throbbing prick was pulled into view.
Julio's cock slightly bigger than his buddy's.
Nine thick inches of brown dick meat pulsated with horny heat under the touch of his fingers.
Julio reached back into his fly and tugged on his balls.
They spilled into the open, hanging several inches under his stilt slab of cockmeat.
Julio cupped his hands around the wrinkled sacs and fiddled with them.
His head darted towards Consuela's.
He shoved his tongue between her lips.
Consuela didn't fight his advances.
The memory of the switchblade still glistened in her mind.
She rolled her tongue around the tongue that had been introduced into her mouth.
Juan's lips pressed against her mouth.
They were full-bodied and dripping with hot spit.
Spit that still dribbled down Consuela's face.
She pressed the palms of her hands against the wall as Julio's tongue flickered back and forth down her throat.
Julio released the grip on his balls.
He thrust his hips forward.
Consuela gasped as she felt the thick cock slide between her inner thighs.
She felt Julio's balls squash against her pelvic bone.
Julio ground his cock and balls into Consuela's forest of pubic hairs
The flesh of his rippling torso pressed against her clitoris.
Consuela cursed the gods as she felt her clitoris throb and pulse with delight.
As much as she tried to deny it, the well-seasoned stripped enjoyed these surprise rapings.
It added a slight sense of danger and excitement to a sleazy world that had left her jaded years earlier.
Consuela's cunt began to drip.
Streams of sizzling cunt juices slid up her fuck canal as her clitoris throbbed.
They gushed between her legs like a steaming geyser.
Julio's tongue slid out of her mouth.
"You're gonna suck my cock, bitch!" he snarled, the menacing look still lingering in his brown eyes. "And if you bite, I'm gonna slit your throat! Down on your knees! Now!"
Consuela sighed and slid down the wall to the floor.
Julio spread his thighs, one on each side of Consuela's naked form.
Consuela looked up from where she sat on her haunches.
Julio's cock towered above her, throbbing and pulsating in the harsh fluorescent light of the dressing room.
His balls were parallel to her nose.
Consuela obediently reached up and slid her slender fingers around the wrinkled orbs.
Julio threw back his head and groaned as Consuela caressed his balls.
The switchblade glistened threateningly in his left hand.
Consuela's head darted forward as the cock was lowered to the height of her mouth.
Julio's hands reached down and grabbed her by the nape of the neck.
"Get them lips around my prick, slut!" Julio ordered.
She stared at Julio's massive member.
A tiny dewdrop of pre-come oozed out of the piss slit that graced the head of the prick.
The shaft was covered with thick veins.
The flesh was dark brown.
Had Consuela not been forced into the situation, she reflected that Julio's dick would have looked much tastier than it did at the moment.
But she parted her lips anyway.
Her tongue wriggled out of her mouth.
The tip glistened with spittle.
Consuela's head darted forward.
She brought the tepid tip of her tongue towards the blood-engorged cockhead.
The flesh seemed to sizzle as Consuela's tongue pressed against the prickhead.
Consuela flickered her tongue back and forth over Julio's knob.
She slurped off the droplet of pre-jism and drank it down.
Her clitoris throbbed eagerly.
Julio thrust his hips forward.
Consuela grimaced as the grip around her neck tightened.
Julio was getting impatient.
"Come on, whore!" he snarled. "Suck that big Puerto Rican cock!"
Consuela wrapped her lips around the throbbing shaft.
Juan forced every inch of cockmeat deep into Consuela's mouth.
She gurgled as the massive prickhead pressed against the roof of her mouth.
Julio swi veled his hips and rammed his cock down Consuela's mouth.
Her stomach lurched as nausea swept through her limbs.
But Consuela had sucked many cocks in her life.
She was used to feeling a fat slab of prickmeat lodged deep down her throat.
The nausea soon passed and Consuela began to service the Puerto Rican's prick in earnest.
Her talented tongue shot back and forth over the meaty member.
Julio bucked his hips into Consuela's flush face.
His balls whizzed through the air and smacked against her chin.
Consuela grunted as the meaty orbs slapped against her flesh.
She continued to gobbled down the thick prick that slid in and out of her mouth.
Consuela's jaws ached.
Her lips grew increasingly raw.
Her throat was parched and dry.
But she continued to chow down on that meaty member as if her life depended upon it.
Julio soon felt his balls tremble with pre-orgasmic lust.
Those wet lips wrapped around his throbbing member felt so damn good!
The Puerto Rican thug grimaced as he plunged his cock in and out of Consuela's mouth.
He knew he would have to pull out or he would waste his load in her mouth.
And Julio had other plans for his hot gobs of cock juice!
Consuela gurgled as Julio grabbed the nape of her neck and thrust her head off his cock. A dribble of spit trickled out the side of her mouth.
She wiped it off with the back of her hand and looked up between Julio's hairless thighs, blinking uncomprehendingly.
"What's the matter?" she asked. "I bite you or something?"
"If you had bitten me you wouldn't be alive to ask that question," Julio grunted.
He wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock and slid them up and down the length of his shaft, wiping off the hot spit that lingered on his flesh.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," he announced. "Back up against the wall, slut."
Consuela got up from her haunches and slid up the wall once again.
Julio threw the switchblade to the floor and grabbed her by the shoulders
Consuela winced as his fingers dug into her tender flesh.
Julio thrust his hips forward.
With one brutal stroke, he rammed every inch of his cock deep into Consuela's tunnel of lust.
Consuela arched her back and shrieked in agony as she was bulldozed by nine thick inches of cockmeat.
Julio smacked her across the face to keep her quiet.
Consuela's head cracked against the wall, burning with humiliation.
Julio shoved his member deep into her womb.
Consuela grunted as she felt the meaty cockhead slide down her fuck canal.
Her pussy lips stretched to allow Julio's dick entrance to her maidenly delights.
Julio slid his cock in and out of Consuela's steaming love pot.
Her love juices raced down her fuck canal.
Those sticky juices greased up his cock and made the brutal fuck slightly more bearable.
Not that Julio cared about hurting the stripper between the legs.
He didn't care if Consuela's cunt started bleeding.
All he wanted was one savage fuck up the old twat.
And he was certainly going to get it.
Julio's pants of lust filled the air as he rammed his cock home with increasing fury.
His balls battered the sensitive flesh of Consuela's pelvic bone.
His young ass muscles flexed and contracted as he thrust his hips home again and again. Julio's body was drenched with sweat. It was hard work pounding the pussy juices out of that tight hole!
Consuela's sugar walls wrapped eagerly around the massive shaft.
She clamped those slick walls around the big prick that plummeted deep down her hole.
That invaded her deepest depths.
Consuela closed her eyes and pressed her shapely ass against the wall.
Her body pounded against the wall with each brutal stroke Julio dealt her cunt.
Her pussy juices squirt like a fountain from her twat and trickled down her thighs.
"Oooh, yeah, bitch!" Julio grunted, sneering into her eyes. "Love that pussy! Sure do love that tight, tight cunt!"
Consuela bucked her hips up to meet the rhythm of his strokes.
Julio's fingernails clawed at the tender flesh of her shoulders.
Consuela was slightly alarmed at the ferocity of Julio's thrusts.
But she knew in the back of her mind that she was enjoying each ounce of pain that shot through her loins.
She clamped her eyes shut, her picture the face of agony.
But her clitoris was swollen with ecstasy! That big slab of Puerto Rican cockmeat sent spasms of rapture coursing through her limbs.
Consuela's nerves tingled with delight. She bit her lower lips as her entire body shuddered.
Her cunt erupted with a fresh river of cunt juices.
Julio felt those hot streams ol love juice grease up his cock.
He felt Consuela's cunt oozing its pussy juices.
He felt those hot streams of sticky stuff splattering over his balls.
Julio arched his back and rammed his cock up to the hilt in the stripper's cunt.
His mouth grimaced with extremely pleasure.
His entire body shuddered as his orgasm approached.
AARRGGHH!! " Julio suddenly wailed.
Consuela felt his hot, brown body tighten before her.
She felt Julio's limbs tense, attempting to hold back the streams of jism that threatened to shoot from his prick.
But no earthly force could hold back those streams of come from shooting forth.
Julio let loose with the wail of a wild animal caught in a trap.
His cock exploded deep up Consuela's ravaged cunt.
Consuela sighed and fell limp against the wall as the hot streams of come flooded her battered depths. Load after load of hot jism spurt from Julio's cock and emptied deep up Consuela's cunt.
Julio forced that last droplet of jism from his throbbing cock.
He groaned as he rested, his stiff shaft growing limp deep between Consuela's steaming cunt lips.
Julio roughly pulled his cock out of Consuela's twat.
The exhausted stripper sighed and her eyes Muttered open and shut.
Her battered body slid to the floor.
Julio looked down at her and chortled with cruel laughter.
Her looked around at his buddy.
Juan was still pumping heartily away up Kathy's aching cunt.
Her limbs ached, but her loins throbbed with rapture.
Her head was thrown back against the wall, the picture of rapture.
"Hurry up!" Julio hissed. "The other stripper whore will be off the stage in a few minutes'
He glanced at his watch.
Five minutes, to be exact.
Juan turned his head and faced Julio, his hips never losing their steady rhythm.
"Just a few more strokes and I'll be there, buddy!"
He turned back and faced Kathy once again, panting and groaning.
Julio grabbed his satisfied cock and stuffed it into his jeans.
His spit-soaked balls quickly followed suit.
Consuela languished against the wall, bathing in the afterglow of the brutal fuck.
Stray pussy juices oozed out of her ravaged twat.
Her legs were spread, her head nodding towards her drooping tits.
Julio kicked her in the thigh for good measure.
Consuela's body jerked.
A low moan escaped her parted lips.
She was silent once again, battered and bruised.
Meanwhile, in the corner, Kathy was shrieking with fuck-starved delight.
Juan still had her arms pinned above her head and against the wall.
His cock pounded in and out of her twat.
Cunt juices flowed like the rivers of Babylon between her legs.
Kathy's head flew back and forth against the wall, reeling with rapture.
"FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! " she shrieked.
Juan let go of her left wrist long enough to smack her silent once again.
Kathy yelped with anguish as her cheek burned.
But she continued to buck her hips into Juan's groin, loving the feel of the meaty member as it attacked her private depths time after time.
And suddenly Juan felt his jism shoot up his shaft.
"YYEEAHH!! " the Puerto Rican rapist wailed.
Kathy cooed with delight as the thick wads of jism spurt up her tunnel of lust.
Juan shot his wad until every drop had emptied from his balls and flooded Kathy's womb.
Then he pulled his cock swiftly out of her cunt.
Kathy moaned as her twat lips snapped back into place.
Juan released his vise-like grip on her wrists.
Kathy's body crumpled to the floor in much the same way as Consuela's had.
Juan slipped his satisfied member into his jeans and grinned at his buddy.
"Let's get the fuck out of here," Julio said.
"You bet."
The two Puerto Ricans shot towards the door and disappeared down the hallway, their cocks throbbing happily in their crotches.
Consuela groaned and attempted to lift her battered limbs from the floor.
She failed miserably.
Kathy, who had not yet danced on the stage and who was not plied full of drugs and booze, finally stirred and wrenched herself out of the corner.
She teetered on weak knees across the floor of the dressing room towards Consuela.
"Goodness me!" Kathy gasped. "That was certainly the most bizarre incident! And you say this sort of thing occurs quite frequently?! "
Consuela lifted her head enough to give Kathy a cynical sneer.
"Just wait 'til you been working in this joint a few weeks," she said. "You gonna have spread your legs so many times your clit ain't gonna know what hit it!"
"Gracious!" Kathy gasped, the color rising in her face. "Nothing like this ever happened in Idaho!"
Consuela rolled her blood-shot eyes as she took Kathy's arm and hiked herself up from the floor.
"Where the fuck does Harry get them from?" she muttered to herself.
She looked Kathy's naked body up and down.
"You better get yourself into the bathroom and wash those pussy juices from your thighs," Consuela said. "Them bastards in the club notice every little detail. Gonna piss their pants if they see some dried up pussy juices caked onto your legs."
Kathy stared.
"You actually expect me to perform this evening after the vulgarities I've been subjected to?" she inquired with disbelief.
"Shit!" Consuela sneered, picking up her bathrobe and wrapping it around her aching limbs. "I heard you screaming with delight like you just won the Lottery or some stupid shit like that. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy the feel of thick Puerto Rican cock sliding in and out of your hole."
Kathy's face was bright pink.
"Well ... I ... er...."
Consuela shoved her towards the door.
"Get a move on," she snarled. "Sissy's gonna be off the stage in a few minutes. Them wolves will revolt if they don't get another slut to devour with their eyes more than five minutes after she steps outa the spotlight!"
Consuela grabbed a towel from the makeup counter.
"Wrap this around yourself," she said. "Wash that shit off your legs and hurry back. I gotta stick them goddamn pasties back on your tits before you get on stage."
"But ... er ... I...."
Kathy yelped as she was pushed out of the door. "Bathroom's the first door on the right," Consuela hollered.
Kathy pulled the towel tightly around her tits and wobbled off in the general direction of the bathroom.
Further down the darkened corridor, she heard rude shouts and cat calls over the blare of the disco beat.
"SPREAD THOSE PUSSY LIPS!! "
"LEMME SEE THAT BUTT HOLE, WHORE!! "
Kathy shuddered with disgust.
She slid through the first door on the right and was attacked by the stench of stale piss.
The young blonde woman flicked on the light switch and stared at herself in the mirror.
A sly smile passed her full-bodied lips.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" she muttered to herself. "I think I woulda killed myself if I had really just stepped off the bus from Idaho and got myself into a mess like this!"
The secret smile widened.
"Kathy" began to wash the cunt juices off her legs ...