Spanish Love Slave 3: The Getaway

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Marie says goodbye to Anita for the last time and heads for her
new and hopefully better life.

Mf-Rape-language-FF-gang-violence-language.
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By William DuPain

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Morning came and Anita rose to make the two of them tea to start
the day with and placed whole wheat bread in the toaster pulling
the lever down just as Marie entered the small kitchen area.


Anita smiled as the young vixen stretched, clothed in her bright
blue undies only. Her pert and perfect breasts turning up
slightly at the ends as she stretched would make any man her
immediate slave and she didn't seem to know the meaning or depth
of her own physical prowess.


"You should shower quickly Marie and there is brown sugar musk in
the cabinet splash a little on it will help with the tobacco
smell you will encounter there at times," she told the young
woman.


Anita pointed her in the direction of the bath and swatted her
bottom to get her going, Marie looked back across her shoulder as
she left and smiled at her aunt as she left the room.


Anita sweetened the tea and buttered the toast she had made for
them setting Marie's place at the end of table. Her mind wondered
briefly to the little poverty stricken village she'd been raised
in and wondered if anyone there ever thought of her anymore.
Strange, the thoughts that came to her recently completely
unrelated to her day to day life here now.


Later ... Marie entered the kitchen vigorously toweling her hair
dry as she made her way in.


"They will probably put you with me today to get you use to how
they do things at the club. There is a man that works there
called Jarred Gomez he is a coordinator of sorts he explains to
the girls what the fantasy is she is to fulfill for her customer
if there is one ... he will help you too."


"I'm sorry things are this way Marie, but with luck, we won't be
here long," she said smiling.


"It's not your fault Anita, things are the way they are. It was
mother's decision to send me here because she thought it best."


"There is a blue satin strapless dress in my closet hanging in a
bag you should put that on after breakfast, no bra and no
panties, it makes it easier."


Marie nodded and than sat about consuming her tea and toast, as
she was famished after no supper last night.


Marie finished her breakfast and retired to Anita's room to get
dressed she applied her make-up and put her hair up in a roll at
the back with her bangs down in front.


When she stepped back into the living room Anita stood there in
the nude drying herself after taking her own shower and Marie
heard her give out a low whistle as the younger woman approached
her.


"Baby girl ... you are the tease model of the moment," she said,
with a wide grin.


Marie twirled in front of her slowly then stopped and extended
her long shapely leg out the slit that ran up the side of her
dress and giggled as she placed her hand on her jutting hip.


"Better finish up now, Jarred will be along any moment now to
pick us up in the van," she said with a smile.

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 Jarred did arrive about ten minutes later and pulled into the
drive and honked the horn. The girls scurried out the door and
climbed aboard for the short drive to the club.


Jarred explained to Marie that the swell of the business didn't
actually occur until a little later in the afternoon and
continued into the late night. But that they had a small number
of regulars that past through intermittingly that preferred
getting their business finished before the big crowds came in.


"I have a client lined up for you this morning Marie, he's a
regular that has been here often. His fantasy involves incest
with his daughter, so you'll need to call him daddy, you may need
to invent a story for him too as he like to fantasize while in
the actual act of sex."


"Think you're up to that today, I ask because he's kind of
important do to the fact that he drops a lot of money at the
club."


"I think I can do this," Marie told him.


"You will find a one size fits all plaid skirt, white blouse and
a pair of brown and white shoes in the closet of the room you'll
be using you will need to put those on for him when we arrive,"
Jarred explained.


"Understood," Marie replied.


They entered the club together and at first sight Marie was
impressed with the décor of the place. It did have a runway for
the dancers and booths along one wall but it was much more
expansive than she had imagined. There was a stairway leading up
to the second level where the girls took their clients and did
their business.


"Follow me," Jarred said.


Anita gave Marie a quick peck on the cheek as she moved off
behind Jarred. Marie followed the Jarred up those steps and
followed him down the corridor to the last room.


Once inside Jarred said, "If anything ever goes wrong with a
client scream your head off and someone will come to help you, we
only allow physical abuse by consent in the form of role play."


"Now I'll need to watch you dress," he told her with a smile.


Marie was surprised but went immediately to the closet and
retrieved the costume. She laid the outfit on the bed and began
to strip out of her dress, her nipples bloomed with the action of
the sheer rayon sliding over them when she pulled her dress over
head.


She turned toward Jarred when she was completely nude and stood
there in her high heels to give him a good look.


"Thank you Marie, I was curious, you're a beautiful woman a
classic dark haired Spanish pin-up. I'm glad there are no tattoos
or scars you are physically perfect that always draws a bigger
purse," he said with a smile.


Marie was somewhat embarrassed by his appraisal of her body ...
but was not in the least ashamed of her nudity or intimidated by
his presence. She quickly put the outfit on as he watched her and
when she had finished she moved to stand in front of him.


"How do I look," she asked smiling.


"Adorable," he replied.


"When will he get here?" Marie asked.


He's here now and waiting, I'll bring him up now and I'll check
back in on you later, I'll be close at your side for a couple of
days until you get use to the place," he told her.


He swatted her bottom lightly and then lightly passed his fingers
over her full ample mound before leaving the room and Marie
returned to the bed and sat down on its edge to wait.


Marie was pleasantly surprised when her client entered the room;
he was a handsome older man of about 50 with dark hair that
contained just a little silver around his ears.


He had broad shoulders that narrowed to a trim healthy waist, his
eyes sparkled blue and his face was friendly.


He walked up, stood in front of her, and spoke, "Hello Anna, we
need to talk about you and your brother," he began.


"Hello daddy," she cooed sweetly.


"How long have you been fucking your brother Anna," he asked
softly.


"No daddy, I'm a good girl," she said, as feigning shyness her
eyes slid to the floor at his feet.


"His voice became stern as he spoke next, "Don't you dare lie to
me young woman ... your mother and I know you're fucking him and
it must stop immediately," he said.


"Raise your dress so I can see what you're wearing underneath,"
he told her.


Marie felt her body flush slightly as she reached for the hem of
her skirt and drew it up to her hips allowing him to see her
pussy. She felt like a cheap slut and she liked the feeling a
great deal.


His hand rose to stroke her hair and then his voice went gentle
as he spoke next, "Please tell me how all of this began between
the two of you," he said.


Marie began, her mind racing to formulate a plausible plot she
could lay out before this man.


"It was the night you came home late from the company party with
mom, daddy. John and I ran and hid in the walk in closet in your
bedroom, we were going to jump out and scream "Surprise!" but
when mom began to undress immediately we knew we were trapped."


"We watched as she kneeled in front of you after she slipped out
of her dress and took this in her mouth," Marie reached up and
gently squeezed her client's erection at this point and noted its
fierce flexing at her touch.


"It's called a cock, and you may use the word my dear," he
prompted.


"We watched her suck your cock daddy and squeeze your balls, we
also heard your groaning that night as she did so daddy. I was in
front peeking out through the louvers and Johnny was standing
behind me. I could feel him growing against my butt cheek as we
watched and I knew he was getting horny."


"When you moved mom to the bed and lowered your face between her
legs Johnny rubbed up against my butt and ground his cock into me
daddy. I was starting to get wet from all the moaning mom was
doing and the sight of your great hardness dangling between your
legs. I was jealous of her daddy, jealous because I wished that
it were me lying there with your face between my legs."


"So you did enjoy watching then?" he asked.


"Yes daddy, I did," she responded.


Marie could plainly see from the growing bulge in front of his
pants that her story was having the desired effect. She herself
was surprised at how easily it was spinning out of her
imagination and by how wet she was getting reciting it.


"Is that when he fucked you Anna?" he asked softly.


"No daddy, it was a little later, when you were eating mommy
Johnny slipped his hand up under my nightgown and began to feel
my pussy. I don't wear undies so his fingers got wet very soon.
He made feel so good that I started shaking and my nipples got so
big you wouldn't believe."


"You liked the feel of it then, didn't you Anna?" he asked.


"I'm so sorry daddy ... yes, I loved it. When you scooted up on
the bed and put your cock into mommy Johnny started breathing
very hard behind me. But it was when your great cock began to
move in and out of mommy's pussy and make all those wet sounds as
she moaned, that he got really excited."


"He placed my hands at the sides of the door and pulled my hips
back then pulled my nightgown up over my rump and slipped his hot
cock into me. It hurt a little at first and he made me bleed when
he pierced my cherry and then he grabbed my breasts and
squeezed."


"I watched your cock all glistening with mommy's juices and the
moans and the feel of Johnny inside of me and his hands on my
tits and I came quickly shaking and pressing my lips together to
keep from screaming."


"Johnny came to daddy, buckets of his boy come filled me and ran
back out and down my legs. And we did it more than once watching
you guys daddy," she said in conclusion.


"After, we waited until the two of you had fallen asleep and
snuck out, we've been fucking every since that night daddy," she
told him.


"Were you really jealous of your mother Anna?" he asked as his
hand pulled down his zipper.


"Yes daddy," Marie responded.


He moved the head of his cock forward against her lips and
watched as they slowly parted and took his member deep into her
mouth. He was overwhelmed with the sweetness of her touch,
enthralled by the heat of her cavity and captivated by the
softness of her flesh there.


"Anna my dear baby, Daddy is going to fuck you," he told her.


"Yes daddy," Marie answered with a smile. He was hers she was
sure, completely consumed by the raging flames of lust she had
raised in his soul and she couldn't wait to get his long thick
cock into her body.


She moaned loudly and squeezed his balls as she sucked; she was
surprised by how quickly she had acquired a hunger for the feel
and taste of cock in her mouth. Her free hand slipped between her
legs where she gave herself a little squeeze that spiked her
pleasure and made her shiver slightly.


"Oh Anna darling your mouth is pure heaven," he groaned out.


He suddenly pulled out of her mouth and stooping down took hold
of her ankles and raised her legs straight up. She fell back on
the bed her skirt rising to her hips, the enchanting formation of
her organ plainly in view.


His eyes devoured the Spanish beauty that lay before him and for
an instant, his heart stopped its savage roar within his chest as
his spirit bowed to the beauty of her youthful figure.


His radiant blues ravished her swollen mound, its lips in bloom
like some early spring flower, all hot pink in color and dew
covered. Then he took her savagely as she lay there, her breath
rushing from her mouth, her eyes going way wide with the fullness
of him.


She closed her eyes as the head of it invaded the entrance of her
uterus and a fleeting question about her ability to take him
whole flew across her joy filled mind as he began the ancient
rhythm of love between her legs.


He was almost brutal in his fashion, his huge hard cock
stretching, ripping its way through her tight, inexperienced
passage, in search of a quick release from the agonizing lust
that drove him forward.


His mind wondering back to his last thoughts and sight of his
daughter that morning bending over the service island in their
kitchen. He replayed in his mind the image of how sweetly her
cheeks showed as her little skirt rose on her behind and her
maturing breasts hung so fully outlined in her blouse.


Marie's young body bounced up and down on the bed from the fierce
fucking she was receiving from this man ... but she loved the
feel of it. In some odd way it made her ego swell and her worth
increase to know she had the power to drive him to such extremes
of physical need ... it empowered her and made her his equal.


He groaned loudly and swelled to almost painful dimensions within
her as he started to come and she was sorry to know the end was
coming, because she was nowhere near ready to release.


His pumping became mindless fury as he began to spray his seed
deep in her passage. Her thrusts upward were in perfect time with
his movements as she aided him with his delivery. It was a huge
load that spilled back out of her opening and ran freely down
onto the spread beneath her.


"Thank you baby," he whispered with his eyes closed.


"Yes daddy," she responded.


He rose without another word and went to the bathroom to clean
himself before leaving. Marie stood and the man's fluids rushed
down her legs as she waited her turn for the facilities.


He came out without so much as glancing at her and headed for the
door, but then paused. He turned and walked back to her, took her
hand and raising it, he bent low to kiss her knuckle. He rose to
look her in the eyes and said softly, "Thank you madam for
everything," then turned and walked out the door.


Marie cleaned up and then stepped out into the hallway where she
spied Anita speaking to Jarred at the other end of it and headed
toward her. Before she got their Jarred had turned away and
headed back down the stairway.


"How did it go Marie?" Anita asked.


"It went ok Anita, but he left me high and dry, and it was kind
of strange in a way.


"They are strange most of the time, but they have needs no one
else, not even there wives are willing to, or can meet."


"Maybe I can do something about that yearning your client left
you with later Marie," Anita said as her fingers slowly caressed
the young woman's mound making her shiver. Anita leaned in and
softly kissed her lips as the tip of her finger flicked the young
woman's hard swollen clit causing the young Marie to whimper.


"Do you need me to take you in and give you some relief right now
darling?" Anita asked her smiling.


"No," Marie retorted, with spirit and a smile.


"Come on lets get a tea," and with that Anita slipped her arm
through Marie's and led her downstairs.


They approached the bar and the big man behind the counter asked,
"what'll it be Anita?"


"Two hot tea's Charlie and sugar," she responded.


"Gotcha," he said before stepping through the opening to the back
room.


"That will probably be the only client you have today this is the
lightest day of the week," Anita told her. "Later we get the
after the work day drinkers, but their won't be much business for
the girls tonight.


"Well it's just as well for the first day," Marie replied.


"Look what I spoke about earlier is all set for tonight, I wasn't
counting on it falling into place so soon but ... this is it.
When we get home pack you gym bag with only you essentials and
take a container of water just in case, ok," Anita told her.


"Yes," Marie replied, " Do you really think this will work?"
Marie asked her.


"Do me a favor and pray that it works darling,"  Anita said with
a smile.


Anita spent the rest of the day showing Marie the entire
establishment top to bottom just to cover her intentions in case
anyone was watching. By ten pm the crowd had thinned out so much
that Juan told Jarred to take the two women home and those that
lived there would cover the rest of the trade for the evening.


The three rode to the house in complete silence but when Jarred
pulled into the driveway he turned to Anita and said, "I'm
scheduled to leave in an hour, be ready to jump right in because
I won't have time to wait on anything, Juan will check my pickup
contact when he thinks I should arrive there. So I can't waste
any time, if I do it'll raise concerns, ok!" he said.


"We will be ready Jarred." Anita told him.


The girls went straight into their home and began packing
clothing and other items in their little gym bags. When they
finished they sat down on the couch and waited for Jarred.


Marie noted Anita's look was steady upon her before she spoke,
"I'm glad you're going with me Marie, thank you," and then she
leaned over and kissed her niece on the cheek.


Marie smiled at her and said, "You think I would really let you
leave me here," then giggled.


Time passed and it was Anita that first heard the van pull up,
she jumped to her feet and looking at Marie said, " This is it
little one ... time to go."


They hustled through the door and out of the house making sure
all the lights were off before they closed the front door.

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Jarred said as they approached, "ok, everyone in, lets get going,
I have one pickup along the way and then we're out of here."


When the girls were inside he dropped the van into gear and sped
away from the curb. They rode along in silence until he was
almost at his destination and then he turned to Anita and said,


"Look they sent me to make a final pickup here for delivery in
Vegas and told me to be careful they were not real sure about
these guys. So if anything should go wrong you take the van and
get out, ok!"


"Sure," she replied, then she turned to Marie and said, "I never
ask you before, but do you know how to drive?"


"No," Marie responded.


Jarred pulled over to side and parked the van in front of an old
apartment building, Anita knew the area well she had been through
it many times with Juan, it was a bad area.


"Look, you two guys wait here I won't be long and then we'll
leave."


Anita had a bad feeling as she watched him walk away, like
something was wrong or soon would be. She knew he was packing an
automatic, she also knew that he was good with it. But still ...
that feeling!


She grew impatient as time passed and pulled a little silver
automatic handgun from her purse pulled the slide back to check
the chamber and then carefully closed it.


She felt relief when she saw Jarred step through the door with a
gym bag slung back over his shoulder. She smiled when she saw him
head in their direction, but then another man stepped out of the
door and said something that Anita couldn't hear.


She watched as Jarred turned and listened to the man in front of
the building, then her heart went cold when she saw him swing the
weapon up that he kept on a strap around his next. Tat-tat-tat,
she heard the rapid popping of machine gun fire ripe through the
silence of that deserted street.


Anita grabbed the pistol out her bag and leapt out of the van
heading for Jarred firing as she moved at a crouch. Both men were
firing now and she saw Jared's body flinch as he was hit, she saw
the other man take a hit as well.


She felt as if someone had punched her in the chest hard, and she
went down on her knees. She brought the pistol up and fired
twice, pop pop she knew that she had hit the other guy with both
shots and watched him fall to ground before she herself fell to
her side.


Marie was at her side in an instant and leaned down close to her.


"Take my handbag, the money is in there and so is the card with
Laura's address and number. Two blocks down take a right and
three more blocks there is a small truck service area, hitch a
ride to Vegas with a trucker there."


"No, I'm waiting until you heal and we'll leave together," Marie
screamed.


"I wont be coming with you darling, ever, now go please, before
the police come."


Marie bent low and kissed her aunt on the cheek and whispered, "I
love you Anita," then scooped up her handbag and stood up. Anita
watched her niece walk off into the darkness knowing the two
would never meet again in this world.


Before the darkness swept her consciousness away for the last
time there was a small prayer for Marie's safety. Then the
darkness closed her eyes to the awareness of life for the very
last time.


Marie stumbled along, tears' flowing from her eyes as she went,
she knew Anita was gone and she had lost the only friend she had
in this place and one of the very few remaining relatives in this
world.


She began to formulate a tale she would use to get herself a ride
with some trucker going in her direction. Anita had been
confident that her friend would help them and Marie found herself
hoping against hope that she was right.


She made it to the service area, and waited, chance smiled on her
and a young man came out, and she made her appeal to him. He
wasn't going in her direction himself but he got on the radio and
called for anyone willing to help a lady in distress.


It only took about five minutes to hook up with an independent
that was headed home for Vegas. He was an older man and Marie
felt at ease with him, he didn't push for information about her
situation ... he was just glad to be going home for a while.


Hours later he shook her gently to wake her out of her slumber to
tell her they were getting close to Vegas. Out of the way as it
was, he still took her directly to the entrance of the Tropicana
casino.


She was so overjoyed at his kindness that before getting out she
leaned over to his driver seat and kissed him on the cheek, and
said, "Thank you very much for the ride senor."


"My pleasure," he told her with a grin.


She stood on the pavement and watched the old trucker wheel away
and wind his way through the nighttime traffic. It was close to
dawn when she entered the casino and she looked around for a
phone. Upon locating them she next went to the bar and ordered a
soda to kill time.


Her aunt had stuffed thousands of dollars into the purse she
carried so she wasn't immediately concerned about cash. She was
more concerned at the moment with killing time until the hour was
acceptably decent to place a call to Anita's friend.


Her mind went back to her aunt laying in that dirty street dying
and her eyes went moist again with the memory of it. She found
herself wondering what had went wrong with Jared's pickup that
should have cost both of them their lives that way, and knew she
would never know now.


The time came to make the call and she felt herself somewhat
anxious inside as she punched in the numbers of the Silver
Stallion club.


It was a quick and painless exchange between the two women with
Marie explaining who she was and what had happened last night and
why. She was moved deeply by Laura's reaction to the news of
Anita's departure from life.


Before she ended the connection she told Marie to wait at the
bar, that she was now in at the casino and she would be right
there to pick her up. Marie was somewhat relieved as she hung up
the phone glad at last to have someplace to at least go for a
while.


She returned to the bar and awaited the arrival of Laura
Grassinger.


To continue following the exploits of our heroine in her journey
to social salvation read,  "Madam 3 The Call."

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The pimp Juan


Anita the aunt...



Armando  ...  Benito ... Domingo ... Juan ... Hernandez, Bandits.

Marie Carmela Vasquez ... victim