Lennie and Samantha

At the start of the story I said there were two acts of violence against a woman. This is the second one and it is detailed. It describes a naive young Cindy's descent into her profession by her mean pimp. If you don't like this, please don't read it and wait for the next chapter. The worst part is about 3/4 the way through the story and follows a line of pound signs like this:

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So if it bothers you please do not read it and pick up the story in the next chapter which will be released shortly, or at least skip the part after the line of pound signs where the worst part happens.

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21 years ago......

"Hi Amber you're looking good today."

"Hi Cindy." Amber looked up from her textbook she was perusing while sitting at her desk, waiting for the Teacher's Assistant to arrive. "Oh my god, you look like shit girl! What's wrong?"

"Do I look that bad?"

"Yeah! Now tell me what is going on?"

"It's my dad, he's sick again, his cancer returned. There is an operation for it that they do in Europe, but Medicaid insurance doesn't cover it in America. It costs $140,000 and we don't have the money."

Amber looked sad for her classmate and friend.

"Say, Amber, you're rich. New sports car, designer clothes, all those trips you go on that you tell me about. Your family is rich, right? Any chance of a loan? Hey, I'm desperate."

"Rich?" She snorted thinking Cindy's description was absurd. "No, not me. I don't have a rich family. I have Dwayne. Only Dwayne."

"What do you mean?"

"Dwayne calls himself a facilitator. He facilitates meetings. Meetings with a man searching for entertainment and company, and a girl willing to provide it. For a fee, of course."

Cindy's eyes grew wide. In one second, her awareness went from zero to understanding Amber was telling her she was a prostitute. She found it difficult to talk.

"Yeah, don't sweat it, Cindy. I've been doing this for nearly two years now. I meet five or six guys a week, usually for a couple of hours. I make between three and five grand a week, sometimes more. And once in a while, I'm taken to some vacation spot in a sunny place for a few days. I just service my client and I'm treated like a queen, being waited on hand and foot."

"Wow! How long would I have to do that to make $140 grand?"

Amber looked long and hard at her friend. She knew if Dwayne was to get his hooks into Cindy, it would be worth thousands to her as a finder's fee. Dwayne paid any of his girls a big bonus when they brought another girl into the fold.

"I don't know, but I can set up a meeting with Dwayne. You need to ask

him. "

With Cindy's nod, Amber knew what she was dooming her classmate to do. She wrote Dwayne's number down on a piece of paper and gave it to Cindy.

Later that evening when she got home, Cindy called Dwayne. Amber had already clued her pimp in about Cindy so she would get paid her bonus and he would be more manipulative with her.

"Hey girl, yes Amber already told me about your bad luck. I think I can help you if you have an open mind. Can you meet me at the Thai restaurant in U Village tomorrow at 1?"

Cindy smiled. That was easy! 'Amber must have put in a good word for me', she thought. "Sure, Dwayne, I can! Thanks!"

'She's more naive than even Amber thought, I can make some money with this one', he sneered to himself.

The next day, both of them arrived a couple of minutes early and recognized each other. He looked at her up and down and literally licked his lips in anticipation. "

Fuck

she's

hot

and I can make a lot of money with this bitch", he thought to himself. They got in line, ordered their food that he paid for, and grabbed a small table to the side of the dining area that had some minimal privacy.

"So tell me how much you need, Cindy." Dwayne started eating his food while Cindy couldn't shut up thanking him for the meeting. Finally, she thought, someone who could help her!

"My dad has cancer and there is a procedure they use in Europe, but Medicaid won't pay for it here. It costs $140,000 and I need the money in less than a week or the limited spot will be taken by someone else."

"I have the money to lend, but do you realize what you will have to do?"

"Tell me, Dwayne. Don't hide anything, tell me everything, not matter how gross or crude it is."

"Well, mostly you will be entertaining businessmen that come to Seattle and want to party with a beautiful girl. You're 21, correct?" Cindy nodded.

"Good, you can go out to bars with the men. You will be going out with them to dinners in fine restaurants and dancing in night clubs, then you will go back to their rooms, usually a really nice hotel, and make love to them for an hour or two." Dwayne thought that even

he

had gone past his normal level of bullshit as he said it.

"That's not too bad, really."

"Do you have a wardrobe that works for going out on the town?"

"No, sorry, I don't."

"That's okay, I can front you some money to buy some outfits. We can just work it into our business plan."

"Business plan? You mean that you will help me plan my financial future with my earnings working for you?"

"Uhh, yeah." Dwayne was letting her say anything she wanted to make her feel more comfortable with him. In reality, there was never any plan.

"So how often would I have to work? I'm a senior at the U, it's my last year."

"Oh, sorry baby, but this is a full time job. For loaning you that much money, you would work for me for a year and a half. I would keep you in an apartment, feed you, clothe you, and take care of you. I'd do a really good job of that, baby, I promise."

"But what about school?"

"You'd have to drop out for now, but you could go back after you are done working for me. And as your business manager, we can plan to also figure out a way to pay for your final year of school when you go back. How about that?"

Cindy was sad but thought Dwayne was watching out for her by telling her he can also finance her final year of university. She was indeed naive.

"But how long would it take to get the money? I only have four days to pay up or someone else will get the spot in the trial."

"Look, this isn't going to be easy. I have other girls taking advantage of these same money-making opportunities besides Amber and maybe you. You don't just get naked and lay there while the guy fucks you. My girls aren't starfish. They get into it with the guy. There is a lot of training that's involved and it takes a full month to learn it. For you to get the money to the hospital in time, I only have three days to train you. I don't know if I can do that so quickly."

"Oh

please

! I need the money so

bad!

I'll work as hard as I can!"

He thought for a few minutes, saying nothing as he ate his food. "Listen, it will be tough on you. It takes time to get your body in shape, that's part of it. You are going to feel some pain, I'm telling you now. Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, yes I am."

"Okay, meet me at this apartment tomorrow at 3pm." He wrote an address on a napkin and gave it to her. He stood up, tossed a twenty on the table, staring at her without saying a word and left.

She spent the next day withdrawing from her classes that were only a few weeks away from finals. Her favorite professor tried to talk her out of withdrawing from his class, telling her she had a great future if only she finished her degree, but she wasn't listening to him. She knew she couldn't share the truth with anyone. A few minutes before 3pm, she knocked on an apartment door a few miles away from the restaurant.

"Hello, Cindy. Come in. Do you want some water to drink?" She declined with a little head shake and sat down on the living room couch.

"Good to see you here, I see that you are willing to go the extra mile to get what you want. Like I said, normally the training is a full month, and we only have three days. So you are going to have to do exactly what I say. What you think or want does not matter. Only what I say matters. Understood?"

She nodded, eyes wide.

"Today, we are going to start with the basics. Look, this is going to get pretty graphic. Are you sure you can handle it?"

She nodded again.

"First off is what I call you. From now on, you name is "Bitch", "Slut", or "Hoe", got it?"

She nodded again, her face becoming red at the coarse language.

"You're going to learn how Dwayne's girls service their customers. My girls make more than others do because they service the clients better, they can be counted on to perform the way men want. You're gonna learn how now. Got it?"

She nodded once more.

"Now get those clothes off, bitch."

Cindy hesitated for just a moment, but it was too long for Dwayne.

"Get naked, bitch! NOW!" She quickly pulled off her jeans, blouse and bra, and then her panties.

"Now come here, get down on your knees between mine and suck this."

"We're going so fast", she said, her face still red.

"Do you want to make the money or not?"

"Yes, please, go ahead. What do I need to do again?"

He had unbuckled his belt and pants and split the zipper open. He pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. He grabbed his cock and pulled on it, only inches from her face. It was by far the biggest cock Cindy had ever seen, even though there had only been two she had experience with.

"Suck! Now!"

Cindy did her best to keep down the bile that wanted to explode from inside her. As she bobbed up and down it hit her: she was a whore. She had crossed over and was now a pro. Strange, she thought, other than the embarrassment she didn't feel different.

After what seemed like forever, Dwayne's big hand held the back of her head and yelled, "I'm cumming now, bitch. Swallow!"

Cindy gagged at the hot white blasts but managed to gulp them down, mostly. Seepage dripped from the corners of her mouth. He tossed her off and onto the floor.

"Good bitch. That's a good bitch,

good girl. "

He hovered over her, staring into her eyes. "You always swallow, got it? None of Dwayne's girls ever spit."

Tears built up in her eyes, but not heavy enough yet to fall down her face. It was the combination of that huge black cock gagging her and the realization she would be doing this again and again for anyone Dwayne told her to suck. It was no longer an option. He let her rest on the bed for a few minutes, naked and with the taste of his semen still strong in her mouth.

"Okay whore, that was pretty good for your first blowjob. Now, get over here and get on your hands and knees. Spread your legs, yeah like that." He reached around her and shoved two fingers up her pussy, then leaned up and shoved his flaccid cock in her face, rubbing it all over. "Now suck it, whore. Suck it and make me hard."

Cindy turned bobbed up and down on his cock that was growing quickly until she could no longer take it all. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her down on it until she gagged. Saliva flooded out of her mouth and all over his cock and balls. But what scared her was that she couldn't breathe. That giant uncircumcised cock was blocking her air passage and her mind was begging for oxygen. She started panicking and violently shaking her head, trying hard to pull off but he just held her down harder. Finally he let her go and she immediately pulled off the giant black cock, gasping loudly for air.

"That's it, bitch! Good girl! You're going to learn how to take any cock all the way down your throat and keep it there. It will stuff your throat while you breath out of your nose. We're going to practice that until you get it right. Now lay on your back and spread your legs."

She rolled over and spread wide. Dwayne spit on his cock, rubbed it, and laid on top of her. He wasn't gentle, shoving his hard cock a third of the way into her dry pussy, pulling back and then plunging it deep into the passage of the scared young woman. The pain was too much.

"Oowww!", she screamed. "It

hurts!

"

"Goddamn bitch!" Keeping his cock inside her, he reached over to the bedside and grabbed a tube of lube. Squirting it on where their bodies joined was instant relief to Cindy. It took care of the friction she felt as Dwayne sawed in and out of her hole/ His giant cock was stretching her and turning her insides out. It was uncomfortable but slowly the pain decreased. She decided she could live with the size and let him do what he wanted.

He kept riding her, increasing his speed and strength. Her pussy started to get pounded harder and harder, Dwayne starting to grunt and gasp. Then she felt it. A steady river of hot liquid was blasting inside of her. This large black man was cumming inside of her. After he was done, he laid on top of her for a while before he pulled off. It was then that Cindy realized she was not on birth control and tensed up. Dwayne sensed it.

"Why are you so fucking tense, whore?", he sneered.

"I'm not on birth control. I don't want to get pregnant."

"Oh, right. Yeah, nobody wants that. I will get Taylor to get you a Plan B pill. Tomorrow Taylor will take you to Planned Parenthood and getting on birth control. It will be an implant or an IUD instead of the pill if your body can handle it because it makes things easier all around."

She didn't know who this Taylor was but she took a breath and relaxed just a little.

"Now move down here and start cleaning my cock." She stared at him with a scared look on her face. "Now! Lick it up one side and down the other until it is clean. You will be expected to do this after every John fucks you. That is another one of my girl's signature moves. Every customer walks away with a clean cock."

After she cleaned Dwayne's cock, they laid together naked on the bed while he talked. He sensed her uncertainty and took advantage of it.

"Listen baby," Dwayne assured Cindy while putting his arm around her, "You came to the right guy to get you through your problems. When things get tough for you, just remember your dad and what would happen to him if he didn't get the operation. I'm the only guy who stepped up to help you fund his lifesaving operation. Keep remembering that. I know what you need to do and so you have to listen to me and do what I say, okay?"

She said nothing, her throat still sore from getting stuffed by a large cock. Dwayne gave her a wide, phony smile.

"You are fucking beautiful, baby! If you do what I say, you have a chance of being my number one woman! Now don't go blabbing that to any of the other girls, they will beat you up silly."

Cindy's eyes widened. What she didn't know is Dwayne told every one of his girls the same lie.

"Like I said, keep your mouth shut about that. Listen, your beauty is a special gift that I am going to show you how to turn it into an ATM machine. You've literally got a fucking cash machine between your legs, baby! You do what I tell you to do and everything will be good, got me?"

He sat up, reached over the edge of the bed and pulled a laptop from a backpack. He started it and went to a website. It said "Meet your Beautiful Courtesan".

"You're going to work for this company", as he pointed to the screen. "The men are just businessmen mostly visiting from out of town, looking for a good time. And there are also some local men that give repeat business if you please them. They're harmless. Now, you'll have to learn how to be a courtesan, not just a whore, because it was so much more than just sex. It's how you make them think and feel, like an actress in a movie. That's the part that men pay the big dollars for." He turned to look at her and making sure she was listening.

"You've gotta learn a lot in a short time. I have other girls that I needed a full month to teach them how to work the trade. You have three days. Three fucking days. Do you know that normally the girl has to turn fifty tricks in thirty days to understand what's expected of her? It's going to be a lot in a short time and I'm going to alter some things, but if you do what I say, it's all good. Okay bitch? First we are going to do the basics that customers will expect, and then we will practice some of the extras that can make us more money."

Right then the lock clicked on the front door and a tall beautiful blonde woman, curvy but not thick or fat and very big breasted, walked into the apartment. She apparently had a key. "So this is the new girl, eh?", the woman said in a strong Australian accent. Cindy stopped and looked at her.

"Listen honey, you can call me Taylor. I'm here to show you the ropes from a woman's point of view. Now get naked and suck our man's cock. Get on with it, honey, I haven't got time to waste," she snapped at Cindy.

Cindy was slow getting naked. Dwayne was similarly annoyed at her slow pace, so he yelled at her, too. He grabbed her hair and shoved her head into his groin and onto his hardened black cock. As she was being manhandled, the tall Aussie woman, looking to be maybe five years older, leaned down in her ear and said in a quiet but menacing voice, "Do what we tell you to do, because you're going to do it anyway and you don't want to piss off Dwayne or myself even a little bit. You'll be punished."

Cindy glared at her. This was nothing like she had been led to believe would happen.

Cindy was immediately ashamed at what she was doing to his cock. He slammed his hard cock forcefully into her throat. "Glug-glug-glug", the sound was impossible to hide as she struggled and gasped for air.

Taylor continued, talking a bit louder so Dwayne could hear. "Look at me bitch."

Cindy looked into her eyes. They were unforgiving, without emotion.

"Listen, from now on, you're nothing more than three holes and a pair of tits. That's what you are, understand? Get used to sucking cock, honey. You are going to have a lot of dicks in your mouth every day. I don't want to hear of any complaints, do we understand each other?" She nodded at the tall woman's remarks.

Tears started flowing freely down Cindy's cheeks. A few minutes later, he flipped her on her back and leapt on top of her. He lined up his hard giant cock above her damp slit and drove it in with a few forceful strokes. Cindy gasped and squealed, feeling the pain. He started pounding her hard and without mercy. Pulling up and resting his body on his elbows he looked directly into her eyes, just a few inches away. She looked at him, down to watch his cock pound in and out of her, and back to his eyes.

"I'm fucking you now. You will be fucking men all day, just like this. Got it? I never want you to whine about not being able to take another dick, okay?"

Taylor was standing there, watching. "Spread those legs, honey. Get used to it. Oh, and next time, use lots of lube, you'll be able to take more dick in a day", Taylor sneered in her ear.

Cindy was openly crying now but kept her legs open, absorbing the pounding of Dwayne's large penis. It was really starting to hurt physically after already hurting emotionally. Taylor, seeing the pain, pulled a tube of lube from her purse, reached down and smeared Dwayne's plunging cock with it. The relief for Cindy was instant. Cindy felt ashamed as she laid underneath Dwayne, being abused even worse than when her uncle raped her.

" Ohh, yeah,

baby, I'm gonna cum! Get used to this baby! UUUGGGHHHH!"

"That's my good little whore! Take my cum, baby. This is your job for the next year and a half." He pulled out and laid beside her. "Now lick my cock clean again, honey. Do a good job."

Cindy was disgusted with the request, until she looked into his eyes revealing the command to be true. She bent down and starting licking the wet black shaft. It was disgusting but she knew if she didn't, the alternate was worse.

"That's it honey, you suck our man's cock. Lick it clean." Taylor sounded like a drill sergeant. "You've got a lot to learn in the next three days. How to make the guy feel comfortable, how to get him off quickly, how to dress, how to tell if he was a cop, everything." When he told her that she'd have to do some really disgusting stuff like lick a man's asshole, Cindy yelled "No, I won't do that". Taylor slapped her so hard across the face she was knocked off the bed.