"A spanking," Bobby said incredulously. "You don't think I'm going to let you spank me."
Bobby's prick had gone soft. He certainly wasn't going to let this girl spank him. He had heard of some weird things, but this was going too far.
"I won't do it," he said.
"Have it your own way," Linda Kay shrugged. "I thought you wanted to fuck me. That's the only way you're going to do it."
Bobby looked at her and swallowed hard. He was frightened. There was a cruel gleam in Linda Kay's eyes. He wanted her. He wanted her in a bad way. But spanking?
"Well?"
"Okay," Bobby reluctantly agreed. "I'll let you spank me."
Linda Kay smiled in victory. She could feel the excitement growing in her. A sense of power. She knew now that she craved power. Linda Kay had been raped and beaten and it wasn't all that exciting for her. It was much more fun to be the one doing the raping and the beating.
She took a belt out of Pam's closet and smacked it against the bed. She saw Bobby's eyes go wide with fear and Linda Kay felt the excitement rushing through her like electricity.
"Lay face down on the bed," Linda Kay said.
Bobby did as he was told. He felt humiliate but he knew that there was nothing he would not do to ease the throbbing of his prick. The belt cut through the air with a vicious force. It hit on Bobby's naked back and it hurt like hell. It brought tears to his eyes.
But that was only the beginning. The belt must have came down on his back and ass a hundred times. He was crying out loud when she finished. He knew that he was strong enough to stand up and tear the belt from her hands, but he couldn't do it.
Linda Kay experienced a climax such as she had never known while she was whipping the boy. She hadn't meant to whip him so hard, but it was like she could not stop herself. All of her anger and frustration was taken out on the boy.
When she finished with the belt, she was still not finished with his humiliation. She breathed deeply as she put the belt away. She could hear him crying softly, still face down on the bed. His back was raw in a few places.
"Turn over," she demanded.
Her cunt was hot. The fires had grown in her again upon seeing the boy crying.
Bobby turned over. His back hurt, but he couldn't control the tingling of his prick. He knew that he belonged to this girl, that he would hate himself later on, but now he would do everything she told him to do.
Linda Kay stood over him.
"Come here. Get down on your knees and eat my pussy. My pussy needs your tongue."
Like a machine, Bobby obeyed. He approached her and dropped to his knees. She spread her thighs and he licked at her pussy.
"Get your tongue in there, goddamn you!" Linda Kay said angrily.
Bobby hesitated no longer. He drove his tongue deep inside her. He marveled at the new and exciting tastes and smells of a woman. He could not help the excitement that made his prick as hard as stone.
Linda Kay was moaning. Her hands were playing with her tits. The boy was doing a good job of eating her for one so inexperienced. His tongue was going deeper and exploring at Linda Kay's sharp commands.
"Jesus!" Linda Kay cried. "I'm going to flood your tongue with my juices. Fuck, you're a good cunt lapper. I may just keep you. I may just move you in here just so you can eat my cunt any time I need it."
Her hands played in his hair. She pushed him closer to her cunt, loving the feelings he was giving her.
She knew she was close to a climax, knew it by the driving urgency of her body pulling the boy's tongue deeper inside her.
She bent her knees and thrust her cunt forward and the fires raced through her, threatening to explode her entire body with urgency.
"God!" she cried. "Here it is! Here I come!"
Bobby didn't draw his face away, but pushed just as fiercely at her as she pushed at him. She spasmed, her cunt juices flooding his mouth, and he lapped at the liquid as though it were nectar.
Linda Kay stepped away and sank back onto the bed.
Bobby did not move. He still rested on his knees beside the bed, awaiting her next command. Linda Kay looked into his adoring eyes and knew that she had broken his spirit. He was practically a slave to her whims.
"Are you ready to fuck me?" she asked.
Bobby nodded eagerly.
"Then come here, Bobby. Come here and put your fuck deep inside my cunt and fuck me. Come to your momma."
Bobby practically jumped between her thighs. Linda Kay expected another good fuck, but everything was too quick. Bobby pushed his cock into her pussy, she gave her ass a shake, and Bobby groaned. Linda Kay could feel him pumping his jizz deep into her cunt
"You really needed that," Linda Kay said in amazement. "But you'll have to learn to control yourself. Next time you come we'll play a few more games."
"Next time?" Bobby asked.
"Of course, sweetie. We both know you can't stay away from here. You'll come back. As soon as your back heals and you're ready for another beating."
Bobby got up and put his clothes on. His back was sore. He told himself that he would never come back here. He had gotten what he had wanted. He knew that he was lying to himself. He would be back. Now he couldn't stay away.
Linda Kay didn't bother to dress as Bobby left. She heard the door open and Pam's voice. A moment later Pam came into the bedroom.
"Who was that?" Pam asked.
"Just a friend." Linda Kay said dreamily.
CHAPTER NINE
Linda Kay sat in her plush new office. She had never dreamed anything like this could happen to her. Everything had almost happened by accident. She had realized that the people who made the mast money off porno movies were the people who distributed and made them. Linda Kay had borrowed a little money and began to make her own movies. It had made her more money than she could spend.
Now Pam was her secretary and they operated a legitimate model agency that first broke the girls in, and then sent them along to be actresses m. Jim's movies. Linda Kay received a large sum for each girl, so that she no longer had to make the movies. And she enjoyed breaking in the models.
She had an appointment this morning with Judy Hunter. She had Judy's application in front of her-a housewife type who had modeled before marriage. A legitimate type. Well, she would soon fix that.
There was a timid knock on her door.
"Come in," Linda Kay said.
Judy Hunter was a dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty with tits that threatened to bunt out of the tight blouse she wore. Linda Kay knew immediately that Judy Hunter would never get a real job. She was too big in the ass and her tits were just too big. But she would be perfect for porno-movies. Linda Kay could imagine her ruby red lips locked around some man's cock, while his cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth.
"Sit down, Mrs. Hunter," Linda Kay said crisply.
Judy crossed her legs and pulled her skirt primly down over her knees. Linda Kay admired Judy's legs. They were not too fat and were nicely turned.
"I've been looking over your application," Linda Kay said. "I see that you haven't been doing any model jobs for almost five years."
"Yes," the woman explained. "You see, I was married and we didn't feel like I should work."
"Yes," Linda Kay put on her most stony expression. "Well, you see, Mrs. Hunter. I just don't know of anything that you'd be suited for at this time. If we find anything, I'll be sure to call you.
Judy Hunter's expression fell as Linda Kay had known it would.
"Please! If you have anything at all. My husband lost his job and we're having a hard time."
"I'm sorry. Well call you if we find anything." Judy Hunter was crestfallen. She picked up her handbag to leave. She was almost to the door when Linda Kay looked up again."
"There is one thing," Linda Kay said suggestively."
"Yes," Judy said, with her eyes lighting up.
"No," Linda Kay shrugged. "On second thought, I don't think you'd be interested."
"I would," Judy said. "Tell me. I'd be interested in anything."