Chapter 8

Jocko left Taffy's room feeling as much of a big man as he was sure Black Daddy thought only he could be. So great was his feeling of power, that he had visions of maybe breaking away a few of the guys from the Warlords and starting a gang of his own.

He would have to prove himself, though, in order to get any of them to follow him. Rapes had become quite a thing with them and he decided that it would be the perfect way to get the gang to respect him enough to think twice about sticking with Blackie.

Now that this was decided, all he needed was a target. He searched his mind for some possibilities. It had to be someone that they all knew, so they would be sure to hear about it. But it couldn't be anyone that they liked.

Abigale Morgan, the snotty social worker! Of course! They all said that she was going around the neighborhood just looking to get fucked. The way she dressed and leaned over them whenever she had a chance. She was the biggest tease in the world, and deserved to be taught a lesson.

Well, Jocko was just the one to teach it to her. She wouldn't be able to go to the cops, either, because the gang was a big one, and they would all swear that she had blackmailed them into fucking her, saying that she would cut off the checks of their families if she didn't get what she wanted from them.

It was a perfect setup. He called her office and told her that he needed to see her right away. There was a serious emergency. He set up some cups and a pot of coffee. She could never refuse a cup of coffee with a client, now, could she?

He also laid out a batch of pornographic magazines, and left the front door open. Now the stage was set, and he was ready to play his part. He would be caught in the act of reading the magazines and be very embarrassed. If she was as much of a horny bitch as everyone said, the picture would be enough to get her cunt itching.

At the appointed hour, Jocko sat down in his chair at the table, and began to turn the pages of his sex book. Sure enough she walked right into the apartment just like she owned the place.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't hear you come in."

"Never mind. What is that stuff you're reading?"

"Nothing that a lady like you should be seeing. Just a minute and I'll get rid of it."

"Not so fast. Let me have a look."

While she turned some of the pages, staring with heated interest, Jocko poured some coffee into one of the cups, and added a special little for flavor.

Abigale Morgan realized that she should not be seen having so great an interest in fuck books, but she found it very difficult to tear herself away. As she continued to leaf through the pages, she found herself becoming very excited by the lurid scenes that were depicted in full color.

Her lusting eyes became glued to the pages, and she barely heard Jocko place the steaming cup down beside her. He stood there, drinking from his own undrugged cup and watching her face light up as the scenes stimulated her interest.

She had picked up her cup without taking her eyes away from the book and had drunk almost the whole cup before she became aware of the funny taste. She commented to herself that the boy should learn to make better coffee and put it out of her mind.

But Jocko knew that the drug would hit her like a ton of bricks in a second, which it did. She began to mutter to herself, as her fingers tightly clutched the book. Jocko moved up slowly behind her as her interest became so intent that she got up from her chair and leaned over the table to get a closer look at the fuck scenes.

He put his hands right on to the plump little mounds of her ass and began to play with them. On an impulse, he dropped his head down and kissed the back of her neck. Then he rubbed his face in her sweetly-scented hair.

She was not aware of his closeness, at first. As she was much too absorbed in watching paper cocks become imbedded into four-color cunts. But as his hands became more insistent on her ass, she suddenly stiffened, trying to make him move away from her, even though the drug had already begun to work on her.

Every touch of his hands was actually turning her on, but she knew better than to let herself be handled by one of her clients.

"You really shouldn't do that."

"Why not?"

"Because you're my client. At least you were when I walked in that door."

"Why don't you just try to forget that for a little while?"

"I don't think I can."

But Jocko kept right on going. He worked his hand around the obviously expensive dress, and began to undo the buttons in front. They ran all the way down to the crotch, and he was able to get them all open, and his hand working to the inside of her thighs, before she made any move to resist. At the same time he tried to pry her thighs apart, but Abigale was starting to get herself collected enough to make a scene.

"You shouldn't do that!"

"You know you want me to."

Jocko refused to back down. He was thinking of his fantasy about being the great gang leader again and he wanted to rape her violently, so violently that the gang would not be able to get over it. He was aching to ram his lusting cock right into her delicious white cunt, and start to fuck her so hard that she went right out of her snobby little skull.

It was important that he be masterful with her, fuck her into a sobbing heap, drive her so wild with his heavy sex that she begged him to go on and fuck her until she dropped. He moved his hot hands up along her trembling thighs and under her panties until he felt the kinky hair of her cunt.

It only took a quick stab to work his way into her cunt, where he began to frig her violently, making her drop the book and grip the table to keep from falling down. He was starting to drive her crazy, he was sure of that. So he continued to use all of his fingers to rub and plunge, all at the same time.

In spite of the delicious sensations she was receiving, Abigale clutched her thighs together and tried to resist his invading hands. Her body stiffened and she fought to get herself free from his clutches.

"No, you mustn't."

Although she was willfully fighting him, her drugged blood was heating in her cunt, which began to dampen. Her body was responding to the handling she needed, even though her mind told her not to allow it, but her body was indeed quivering with desire and there was no running away from that fact.

As she twisted her body around in a vain effort to get away from the welfare client, she was able to see still more of the lurid scenes in the fuck book. Her own life was beginning to look just like it.

"What are you doing? This is dangerous."

Danger was Jocko's middle name. He had come to the point where he did not want to play with her any longer. He wanted to fuck and that was all there was to it.

Pulling his hands out of her dress, he spun her around so that she was facing him.

"You're gonna get fucked, bitch!"

"No, we shouldn't do it."

"I used the wrong word, then. If you don't want to get fucked, then you must want to get raped."

"Rape? Oh, no!"

Turning a deaf ear to her pleas to let her alone, Jocko grabbed her dress at the shoulders and began to tear it. The soft fabric gave easily under his grasp. He continued to tear at it until a good portion of her body was exposed. She wore no bra and the panties were torn in a second.

Abigale, suddenly realizing that she was stark naked in front of her Puerto Rican client, tried to cover her body with her hands, making Jocko laugh uproariously. He grabbed her hands away and practically spat words at her face.

"Virgin or whore, you're all alike."

"What do you mean?"

"Every damn one of you wants to be fucked, but you cover yourself up just the same."

Leaving her standing in a state of total confusion, Jocko started to get out of his clothes. He caught sight of figures on the pages, doing sixty-nine. Abigale saw it, too, and she started to get angry.

"Don't you go thinking that you can do anything you want with me. I'm not one of your slum women, you know!"

"Yeah, I know. That's why I'm treating you so tough. You need it more than they do. They already know their place, but you, you still have to learn."

"I will not submit to this."

She wanted to turn away from him then but at that moment his muscular, naked body caught her full attention. He pushed her down on the bed and hunched over her, feasting on her gleaming white body with his eyes.

In the few moments of their disrobing he had actually become the virile gang leader of his own fantasy. He was a fucking wild animal!

His thick, dark cock stood out stiffly from the thick tangle of his pubic hair and it was already throbbing at the thought of the place it would soon be entering. His big, heavy balls were swinging as he moved, and Abigale could not help admiring the massive equipment on her economically deprived friend.

He certainly wasn't deprived when it came to physical attributes. As he continued to look on his massive equipment, her body shivered with fear. She had never taken on anything quite that big before. If she wasn't careful he might split her cunt wide open.

Snarling at her, Jocko leaned down over the bed and pushed the woman's legs wide apart. Then he crawled up on the bed with her, and inched toward her quaking cunt. He reached out and clamped his hands over the inside of her soft thighs. Then he hunched over some more and leered right into the wide open, lips of her gaping cunt. With his thumbs, he pulled the lips wider apart so he could see all the way into the dark-red gash.

This he watched for quite some time and then groaned as he dropped his head and buried his darting tongue into the wet cavity. Abigale twitched at the shock of the sudden contact and ground her ass down onto the mattress, as if she might escape his eating her that way.

"Please don't-"

She was whimpering now and threw her head from side to side as his tongue thrust in and out of the pulsing lips of her cunt. She was frightened and antagonized, but waves of erotic pleasure were shooting through her body, from down inside her belly, all the way to her jiggling tits.

Jocko reached over the smooth belly and dug his hands into the mounds of her milky tits. He twitched at the nipples as he had seen his leader do to their victims. His mouth and tongue worked like crazy on the delicious meat of her cunt, as his eyes watched with savage delight to her expressions of horror and pleasure.

He was waiting for her to get off her high horse and surrender herself to him. It was only a question of time. He was sure of that.

"Dammit, you hot-blooded spick!"

The sounds of her outrage only served to incite him even further. As she lay shrieking on the bed with her legs spread wide, Jocko continued to stab his tongue deeply into the channel of her throbbing cunt.

The woman watched as he worked on her, possessed by her white charms, but having power over her just the same. She became enraged that he should feel he could take her so freely. But her anger was making her blood rise and that, in turn, was making her passion rise.

While she did her best to keep it from showing, there was no way she could hide it from Jocko. He knew he had her right in the palm of his hand.

"Now I'm going to fuck you until you're ready to climb the walls."

"I don't care. I know I can make you pay for it later."

"You're not going to threaten me. And don't act like such a damn martyr."

"How do you expect me to act?"

"I expect you to want it. It's not enough that you're just surrendering. I want you to want it as badly as I do."

"But I don't!"

"Say it! Say that you want me to fuck you!"

"But I don't. I don't."

"Then say it anyway."

"I will not say such a thing."

"You will. This is how I will persuade you."

Abigale closed her eyes tightly feeling ashamed that she was not putting up more of a fight. She asked herself why it wasn't sufficient for him to be having his way with her body, without making her say that she actually enjoyed it. How could she admit to such a thing, even if it was true?

"Say it now. Tell me that you want me to fuck you."

He inched his body over hers, and put his hands on the sides of her quivering body. His aching cock was right up between her cunt, just as his tongue had been not too long ago.

But now his mouth was near hers. His face was twisted into a sadistic leer and Abigale cringed when she saw it. She was busy trying to push her body back down against the mattress in a vain attempt to get away from his threatening cock.

Abigale didn't even understand why she was trying. She knew very well that there was no way she could get away from him. He was going to do anything he wanted with her and she was incapable of fighting it.

It really doesn't matter, she thought to herself. I can use a good fucking right about now. I just wish he wasn't one of my clients.

"I'm waiting for those words."

Abigale groaned. There was very little resistance left in her. Her mind was so drugged, and her body so much in heat, that she didn't much care how low she had to crawl in order to have her deepest desires fulfilled.

"I want-"

"Come on, say it, you bitch."

"I want you to-oh, I just can't!"

He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her slit, and this last motion drove her over the brink.

"Now say it!"

"Fuck!"

"Say some more."

"Fuck me. There, I said it. And now I mean it. Fuck me. Please fuck me!"

She was screaming now and the words tore out of her throat like the screaming of a banshee. All the years of her prejudice and arrogance were torn away from her as the lust began to creep through her entire being.

"Fuck me! Ram that big cock of yours into me and fuck me. Do a job on me that I'll never forget."

It was no lie. She really wanted his cock now. She wanted it because she was a horny woman and he was a man with a big dick, hard and just aching to plow right into her. Who cared what the rest of her society thought of such a thing. With their expensive clothes off, her own men were no different than this one.

Jocko was towering over her like a crazy animal. He couldn't be more pleased with himself. The bitch was coming around even more than he had thought possible. He had never expected to get this far with her, but there she was lying right under him. He was right about the strength of his own manhood and soon he would be proving it to her, and then to the entire gang when they found out about it.

He grunted and fell forward on top of her, his full weight smashing against her tits. His hips came forward at the same time and he immediately plunged his huge, throbbing weapon right into her wet slit.

Once in, he went at her like a wild animal, pushing the lips of her cunt wide as he plowed into her. He kept right on going until he felt his balls smack hotly against the cheeks of her ass.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

Abigale knew that she had never been so crammed full of cock in her whole life. His penis felt as though it were a huge battering ram, ripping open everything that lay before it. Now it was sunk deeply into her cunt, filling it to the brim and creating delicious pressure within her. She felt every inch of the massive weapon pressed tightly into her and she was thrilled to the core by it.

Jocko lay perfectly still then. His face was right over hers and he slammed his lips tightly down on hers, reaming his cock around a little more each time.

Her cunt widened a little bit with every stroke that he took, while Abigale clenched her teeth and tried to fight the rising feeling of lust that was building within her.

She wanted to fight him out of sheer spite, if nothing else. But the throbbing of wild pleasure deep within her that his cock was producing kept wiping the thought out of her racing mind.

There was really no reason to resist. She certainly was no virgin, so she had nothing to lose. When it was over, she would be able to tell herself that it was none of her fault, and what could you expect from animals like her clients. And that would be the end of it.

So there was really no reason to resist. She would just allow herself to sink into the animal passions he was producing in her and enjoy it as long as it lasted.

The expression on her face changed to one of bitchy pleasure, as she smiled wickedly up at him. Seeing this, he began to hump her with wilder strokes, plunging his stiff rod in and out of her at an incredible rate.

Her whole body began to twitch and wriggle. She was free of the pretense of being a lady that she had to employ with the men she knew on her side of town. Now she could openly groan with pleasure as she lifted her hungry mouth to his for a searing kiss.

As soon as she reached it, she shoved her tongue right into his mouth as she moaned of her passion for him. And she was indeed filled with great passion. It rushed through her like a gust of hot wind. Her nostrils flared, and sweat broke out all over her face and body.

"Now you're getting there. Come on, baby, you fuck back at me. That's it, fuck right back."

In answer to his instructions, she began to twist and rotate her body, pulling him deeper and deeper into her with every movement. Her cunt clutched at him and she screwed it up against him until every inch of his hot meat had been swallowed up by it.

She threw her hands up and hung onto his shoulders, digging her fingers into his back, as she hung onto his hard-fucking body for dear life.

He was certainly taking her on a very wild ride. The humiliation had long been gone, and the last of her prejudices. She wound her legs around him as her body quivered uncontrollably. Her eyes were closed and her tongue snaked around in his mouth, as she made little grunting sounds.

Her body was so tensed up with the passion of it all that the muscles in her thighs stood out rigidly as she writhed under him. She could hardly believe the frantic intensity of the pleasure that kept searing through her body.

Abigale had always enjoyed fucking, but her middle class lovers left something to be desired when it came to passion. Now she could hardly believe the wild sensations that she was experiencing at the hands of this lower class boy. She was actually fucking someone from a society that she had always looked down on.

It was very sordid, and the truth was that she was loving every minute of it. It was so wild that she wished it could go on forever.

Jocko was working hard on her. He slammed into her cunt with savage strokes, so forceful that it came out of her all the way to the tip. Then he rammed it into her again so forcefully that they could both hear the slap of his swollen balls as they hit against her tortured ass.

He quickened his strokes, as she thrashed around under him. He put his arms under her knees and pushed her legs up into the air so that the whole of her genital area was wide open and gaping before him.

"Ummmmmm."

She was grunting like an animal beneath him, her face no longer recognizable, twisted as it was with the intensity of her high excitement. One burst after another of heated passion hit through her body. She was tingling from head to toe.

Abigale realized that this is really what sex is all about. She wondered if she would ever find it again in the outside world where she lived. It was just so wonderful. She hoped that he wasn't one of those guys who was quick on the trigger. She really wouldn't of minded if the fucking went on all day.

Jocko grunted and groaned, his strokes coming like lightning now. He was grinding deep and hard into the deepest parts of her cunt. His balls were tremendously full and aching as they slapped against her body. They were carrying a heavy load and anxious, very anxious to be rid of it.

Sure he was about to shoot his load, but so was she, and that was one great achievement. Her grunts and gasps were coming faster now, and judging from the way that her tits were heaving against his own chest, it wouldn't be too long now.

He was hoping to hold out until she had come to hers, just to prove how much of a man he was, but he found that he couldn't do it.

"Shit, oh, fuck, I'm coming!"

Under his quaking body, Abigale shook like someone with a strange disease, as she threw her head all over the place. She was babbling like an idiot, the pleasures driving her wild. Her cunt was so very hot that she thought the fires would never be quenched.

There was no doubt about it, she was coming!

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Jocko felt her boiling cunt opening around him, as he shot the first of several hot streams of come into her swollen cavity. Her own cream flowed out and around his jerking cock, mixing with his own fluids on the way down. Yet another stream of hot cream gushed forth, and her body twisted up to welcome it.

His own body twisted and he bucked his hips frantically, draining himself so dry as she jerked nonstop up to his body. Her cunt kept opening and closing, milking him of every last drop.

Abigale was moaning and mumbling now, floating on a cloud of pure pleasure. Her heart was pounding painfully, as Jocko shot the last of his load into her.

That was the end and the room became silent, except for the sounds of their labored breathing. Jocko pulled out his cock and collapsed on the bed next to her. Abigale closed her eyes now to block out the sight of the dirty room and the cheap furniture.

While they were fucking all the sordidness had been swept away, but now that it was over, she found herself lying naked on sheets that had probably not been changed in a month.

She was ashamed to be lying next to the boy whom she suspected of running with one of the toughest gangs in the city. Hell only knew what kind of filth the boy had fucked before her, and what crimes he must have committed in his time.

Still, there was no denying that she felt pretty damned good, down there in her cunt. It had been quite a wild experience, even if it had to be achieved by force. She had started out terrified, climbed the dizzy heights of her passion and now that it was over she was once again terrified.

Right at that moment all she wanted was out. No matter how great it had been, she had to get away from there as quickly as possible. He might even tell his friends what had happened, and say that she was willing. Then they would be swarming all over her.

At that moment, she knew that she would have to ask for a change of cases. It was time to get out of there and as quickly as possible. She got up and went to the heap of her clothing. She was able to get into her panties all right but her dress had been torn to shreds.

"Look, I have to get out of here. You don't expect me to leave in this condition, do you?"

"Why not? I think you look great just the way you are."

"Ill bet you do, but I can't walk out in the streets this way."

"You want some of my clothes?"

"Very funny. Any of the neighbors around that you might be able to borrow a dress from?"

"Yes, I know just the one. And she's probably your size, too."

Jocko left the room for a few minutes, then returned with a rather shabby dress of a loathsome shade of red. Abigale turned up her nose at it, but she had to put it on or go out in the street in rags.

After she put it on she looked at herself in the mirror and thought that she looked like the cheapest whore in town. This thought she repeated to Jocko who rolled over on his side and began to laugh.

"You're so right. That dress happens to belong to the cheapest whore in town. I couldn't think of anything better to get for you."

"Why, you miserable creep."

Abigale was all for ripping the dress off and smothering the boy with him but she had no other dress available, so instead she had to content herself with throwing the fuck books at him. Then she opened the door and started to leave, passing a young girl in the hall, who snickered at her and went right into Jocko's room.

"Don't leave on my account. Come on back in."

Mystified, Abigale followed her back into the room, thinking it best to find out what she wanted.

"Well, you two, did you have a good time?" Abigale blushed scarlet, matching her dress perfectly. Had she actually seen them?"

"Where's Georgie? Is he with you?"

"Oh, sure, but he went on down to the clubhouse. He wants us all to meet him there."

"I really have to get going."

"I advise you to come along with us, Miss Morgan. I wouldn't want to call up your office and report you."

"All right, I get the message, I'm being blackmailed."

"Don't be too hard on us, Miss Morgan. I admit that you got caught into this whole thing innocently, but now that you are a part of it, I really have to insist that you play out the whole course. Besides, I caught a little bit of your action. Aside from your money and clothes, you're really one of our people and you should take advantage of it."

"I don't see how I could."

"I know that you're feeling pretty down and confused right now. This must have been a really bad trip for you, but Jocko is one tough stud, and when it comes to fucking, you could do a lot worse. But, you know that by now, don't you?"

"Yeah, I know."

Taffy spoke in a whisper now, wanting only the rich woman to hear her.

"The only way I can be free of Jocko to go with my own man, is if someone keeps him happy. He's only come after you anyway, so you might as well go along with him now.

You'll get more of a kick out of it."

"I don't know. I just don't know."

"Why don't you and I grab a bite to eat, so you can have a chance to think it over. This could be the start of quite a groovy life for you. You start running with us and you won't ever know a boring day again."

"But I have so much to lose."

"No-one will ever know as long as you keep your mouth shut. Around here, we never talk."

"Okay, let me think about it for a while."

"Come on over to my place first. You shouldn't be caught dead in a dress like that. Jocko get that from the whore upstairs?"

"Yes."

"He does have a pretty sick sense of humor."

Abigale gazed into Taffy's eyes for a long moment. She was very confused, but she felt a strange sense of friendship with the pretty black girl. There might be some truth in what she was saying. It was true that she had really enjoyed the wild fucking and had wished for a while that there could be more of it.

"Let's go change and have something to eat. We'll meet the boys at the clubhouse and meanwhile you can think it over."

"Okay and would you mind if I took a shower over at your place? I really feel kind of grimy."