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Spanish Love Slave 2
by William DuPain (williamdupain@gmail.com)
***
Marie says goodbye to Anita for the last time and heads
for her new and hopefully better life. (Mf, exh,
latina)
***
Part 3: The Getaway
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.
***
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.
***
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 lying 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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