"You little cunt!" raged Paul. "Shut up! You'll cum when I want you to, not before. Now just shut up!" He began to beat her, slapping her on both sides of her face, first with his palm and then with the back of his hand. "Shut up!" he kept yelling. "Just keep your fucking mouth shut!" Steve Paul, the coolest of cool customers, was now completely out of control with rage and frustration. The beating now began to take on a vicious character; the open hands changed to fists as Paul continued to pummel the helpless girl. Already her nose was bleeding, and bruises were beginning to rise on her face.
Judy was so tortured with passion that she could hardly feel the pain of Paul's beating; in fact, the pain only served to arouse her still more. The climax that was still inside her, still pressing against her body with the strength of a dynamo, still waiting to be released from its prison, only took on added strength from the fury of Steve Paul's blows; now, Judy thought, now she would surely explode. Each time Paul struck her it was like the thrusting of a prick inside her, each blow rekindled the flames of her sexual frenzy.
Slackjaws Nelson could hardly believe his eyes. He had been with Paul on any number of these escapades and knew about his impotence, but he had never seen Jay's right-hand man so totally beside himself with fury. No matter how viciously and unmercifully he "punished" a girl, Steve never lost his self-control, never let the situation get the better of him. But this time Paul had finally lost it, had finally allowed his pent-up feelings to break loose and run away with him. He's going to kill that chick, Slackjaws thought. Maybe I'd better stop him. Anyway, it's my turn.
"Hey!" he said. "Mr. Paul! Wait! Hey, stop a minute, will ya?"
Paul stopped, turned to Slackjaws, his eyes glowering with rage. For a moment he said nothing, just stared at the muscleman as if he had no idea who this strange intruder was. Then recognition dawned on his face. "What did you say?" he whispered.
"You gotta stop," said Slackjaws. "Remember what Jay said, about how he didn't want her messed up, there was a convention coming up and everything?" Slackjaws was almost pleading with him.
"I remember," said Paul. "So what?" He turned back to the girl, raised his arm as if about to administer another blow.
"Hey!" said Slackjaws. "God damn it, stop! It's my turn anyway, Jay said so."
Paul looked down at the beaten girl. The blood running from her nose made him even angrier and more excited than he had been before. "Well," he said, still looking at the girl, "Jay's not here, is he?"
"No," said Slackjaws, "but…"
"And when Jay's not around, who gives the orders?"
"You do, Mr. Paul," said Slackjaws, almost whimpering, "but…"
"Then keep your stupid mouth shut," Paul screamed.
This was too much for the muscleman. Over the years he'd taken a lot of crap from this guy, taken crap and always kept his mouth shut, but this time he wasn't going to get away with it, especially when Slackjaws knew he was in the right. He leaped up from his chair, ran across the room, and hit Paul across the jaw with all his strength. "There," he said as the gangster toppled off the bed and crumpled unconscious on the floor. "Stupid, am I? Idiot, am I? 'Slackjaws, do this; Slackjaws, do that,' just like I was some sort of trained ape. Well this here ape's breakin' loose, you hear? He's gonna get what's coming to him."
He turned to Judy, saw that her eyes were wide with fear. "Aw, baby," he said. "Don't be afraid. Nelson's gonna take care of you now, like a real man should; no more of this horse shit. So don't be afraid; I ain't gonna hurt ya."
Judy didn't know what to do. She couldn't help being afraid of this muscled monster who stood over her, grinning, but at the same time she knew that someone was going to have to take care of her or she would go crazy. Her climax still screamed within her; the pressure had grown to unendurable proportions. If he would just be a little gentle with her, she thought. If he would just be gentle, then maybe it would be all right.
"Come on now, baby," crooned Slackjaws as he began to unbutton his shirt, "let's you and me have a go of it. Let's you and me have a real good time." Now that Paul was taken care of, Slackjaws knew he wouldn't have to restrict himself to a hum job; he could fuck her all he wanted. Even if Paul came to before he was finished he wouldn't dare tell Jay, not after the way he'd disobeyed the bosses' orders himself. Yeah, thought Slackjaws, I got me a free ticket, and I'm gonna ride it to the end of the line.
He removed his trousers, began stroking his massive prick as he looked hungrily at the beautiful girl on the bed. She was sitting up now, her back against the headboard and her legs curled up against her body so that her chin rested on her knees. The expression on her face was curious, a mixture of fear, caution and desire. Slackjaws found it tremendously exciting. His prick responded to the massaging he was giving it, began to swell and throb with anticipation.
"Too bad he's got your hands tied up," said Slackjaws with a grin. "You should be doing this for me." He thought for a moment, then the grin on his face spread even wider. "He ain't got your mouth tied up, though, has he?" he said. "That'll be even better."
In spite of her fear, Judy found herself staring at Slackjaws' enormous cock. She had never in her life seen anything that size – not even Tim's could compare with it. And even though she was terrified of this thug, even though under normal circumstances she would have sooner died than allowed Slackjaws to touch her, now she found that she wanted that cock, that she had to have it. These, after all, were hardly normal circumstances. Her body had been whipped to such a fever pitch of excitement that no one, not even Tim, could blame her if she ached for relief.
Slackjaws saw her staring at him, grinned again. "You like that," he said, "don't ya, baby? Never saw one that big before, did ya?"
Judy shook her head, her eyes gobbling that incredible prick.
"Well," said Slackjaws, "you're gonna see all of it you want, and taste it too. It tastes even better than it looks." He laughed at his own crude joke. "So come on," he said, "let's get started."
He got up on the bed, knelt down in front of her so that his massive rod came to rest squarely between her breasts. She could feel the heat of it just above her heart, feel the drops of warm, oily semen run down her stomach. She put her chin against her chest, stared down her nose at the tip of his prick – it was so red, she thought, so soft and tasty-looking. Desire swelled in her as she thought of feeling that wonderful organ in her mouth, of sucking the thick hot juices from it until they slid down her throat and into her belly, filling her with their thick sweetness. Tim, she thought, forgive me. I don't know what I'm doing, why I'm thinking this way, and I'll make it all up to you, I promise. You're the one I love, but you're not here right now, and I have to do this or I'll go nuts.
She cupped her hands around her breasts, squeezed them until they formed a channel around Slackjaws' cock, began rubbing them up and down. Oh, the warmth of his dick felt so good against her, like a big, throbbing heater on a cold night; she wanted to go on rubbing it until it was red hot, until the heat of it seared her flesh and left her branded for life.
"Mmmmm," said Slackjaws. "Very nice. Very nice, baby. Just keep it up; don't stop. No, no, don't ever stop."
Judy slid her legs underneath Slackjaws' ass, began rubbing her shinbone gently along the crack in his anus, lightly grazing his balls at the same time. Wow, thought the muscleman as the shock of this new touch streaked through him, this girl really knows what she's doing. No wonder Jay doesn't want her messed up. Then he stopped thinking about Jay, stopped thinking about everything except the milky touch of her breasts on his dick, the exciting stroke of her skin.
Slowly, slowly he began to raise himself up, to move his aching prick toward Judy's hungry mouth; and slowly she lowered herself to meet him. She extended her tongue, and as the blood-swollen tip came up to meet her she lapped the semen from the tiny hole in the center. Slackjaws' body began to tremble at the gentle, insistent touch of her tongue. He could hardly stand it; he had to be inside her! Still she came down on him, rubbing her sperm-moistened lips along the head. Then suddenly, with a huge, sobbing gasp she took him in, thrusting her head down until she had half his outsized organ inside her mouth.