Chapter 19: Tuesday Evening

Dinner was great. I told Alice that, too. She could fix that any time she wanted, and I’d make sure there weren’t any leftovers. I’m not a growing boy any more, but keeping up with all the kids in the gym takes a lot of energy. Most days I eat as much as I did in the Army.

Sharing the table with Alice and a good-looking teenager who wasn’t wearing anything except a lacy black bra and panty set just made it better. Melanie said she wasn’t going to take a chance on staining that dress, and there was no point in putting anything else on when I was just going to rip it all off in a few minutes anyway.

I told her that her reasoning was sound and her conclusion was valid, but if she liked what she was wearing maybe she should change before I got to her because it wasn’t going to be wearable after that. Alice sent her to bed ‘without dessert’ for being so much trouble, while I got seconds. As she was getting up she told Alice that was okay, she was going to get her dessert in bed tonight.

While I was cleaning my plate I told Alice that I missed them both at work today. I kept turning around to ask them questions, and they weren’t there.

Alice said that it was good to be out and doing things today, but she thought that she at least should be with me when Beverly came to get me in the morning. I’d forgotten all about that. She just didn’t know whether to bring Melanie with us to school, leave her there at my house, or take her somewhere else.

“Well, I sure as hell don’t want to leave her with my sister! Speaking of that, I think I figured out how to free Shanda.”

“How?”

“Well, I want to go over there and put Lucy in those stocks for the night, as payback for doing that to Melanie after I told her to take care of her. Then, while she’s in the stocks, I can ask her when’s the last time she fed her pet. She’s gonna hafta admit that she hasn’t yet, and I’m gonna be the SPCA and take her pet away before she starves to death. If she can’t be bothered to feed her pet, then she can’t have pets. I don’t know what to do after that, though. What do we do with Shanda?”

“Can she stay here for a couple of days? Mel can stay here and take care of her. If there’s a problem she’ll have the car.”

“That’s probably a pretty good idea. Okay, it’s early enough that I can go give Melanie her dessert, then go take care of things. Did you notice if I got any phone messages?”

“Yes, the employee list. Mel listened to it several times and wrote it all down. Let me go get it for you.”

She was right back with the paper, but I’d thought of a new question. “How did you get in the house today? Did I forget to lock it this morning?”

“No. I went out in the back yard this morning, I like to do that, and I forgot to lock the door when I came back in. When we got here I sent Mel around to see if it was still unlocked. She opened the garage door for me so I could drive in. We never even touched the front door until you got home. I’m sure it was still locked.”

“Hmm. Well, I know I’ve got a spare key around here somewhere, but we’ll need another one for Mel. Maybe you can do that tomorrow sometime.”

“You mean after I watch that older bitch suck my owner’s cock?”

“Yeah, after that. You’ll have to take my car. Hopefully, you’ll be back before three to get me. Did you get your new license today?”

“Oh, yes. The line was horrible but it’s like I’m a celebrity or something. Once I got to the clerk and she got my name I got immediate service for everything. I used Tom’s credit card to pay for that, too.” We both laughed.

I finished my plate again and she told me to go give Mel her dessert. She’d clean up the kitchen and then come join us.

When I got to my bedroom Melanie was already in bed waiting for me. Her party dress was hanging up by the closet, with her lacy black bra and panties hanging next to it. She said “Larry, you told us that your bitches don’t wear anything to bed, and I’m one of your bitches. I’m in heat, too. I’m on fire and I need you to put me out.”

I pulled the covers back and climbed in. She was the way she was supposed to be in my bed, completely naked. She tried to get me to climb on top of her and go straight to work, but I wanted to play. “Melanie, I own that pussy, but I also own the rest of you and I want to play some. I’ll get to that fire soon enough.”

I had a great time playing with Melanie. I touched her everywhere while she moaned and writhed and begged. I licked her clit a couple of times, and she would have jumped in the air if I hadn’t been in the way. I also spent a while trying to get milk from her titties. I couldn’t get any, but she sure liked me trying. She spent a long time begging me to fuck her before I finally did.

Her pussy was so tight, but it was hot and wet and she wrapped her legs around me so I couldn’t pull out, only go farther in. Man, that was some good shit! Eventually I was all the way in and she got used to me, and I could pound that tiny little twat.

When I came she kept her arms and legs wrapped around me, so I just took a nap on top of her and I’m a pretty big man. I don’t have any idea how she could breathe down there.

It was still early evening when I woke up again, so we showered and got dressed and we all went out to get things done. No rest for the wicked. The girls had brought some clothes over so they could wear something clean.

We went to the Crib first. I had Melanie bring that list she’d written down. It looked pretty complete to me. I could only think of a couple of names that weren’t on it, and they were probably off last night.

I parked in back. There was always room back there unless there was some kind of event going on, and the middle of the week was usually fairly quiet. I asked the first girl I saw who the manager and security were tonight, and she told me Gail and Two. Well, I didn’t particularly need to see Gail, but I asked her to find Two for me.

When he walked up, he was carrying some paper so I asked if that was last night’s list. He said yeah, when they told him I was looking for him he thought I might want it and he was thinking about who was different tonight. It was mostly the same girls. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were pretty quiet there.

I waved at Melanie’s list and told him that she wrote it down from the message, and I said that I really appreciated him doing that. Some of the other people here didn’t always do what I asked them to do and it caused a lot of trouble. He said that yeah, he’d heard. Neither of us needed to say ‘Gail’.

Then he asked what was up, wasn’t I busy enough with the school and the riot and all? Well, yeah, I had way too much on my plate but Lucy was getting more and more erratic and I wasn’t sure she’d be with us much longer. I needed to get a better handle on how the Crib operated so the place wouldn’t fall apart if anything happened to Lucy.

Leroy Two looked around to make sure no one else was listening in, then leaned in and told me “I don’t wanna wish anything bad on your sister, but I think even having Gail in charge would be better than Lucy. She’s not all there, sometimes.”

“I’m not sure I’d trust Gail to run this place. We’d have to have a pretty strong ‘Come to Jesus’ meeting.”

“I think she’d be a lot better if you would fuck her more often. She doesn’t get laid very much any more, and she needs it.”

I waved at Alice and Melanie. “When am I gonna have time to fuck Gail?”

“If you put Gail in charge here, you’re gonna hafta do it pretty regular or she’ll be just as bad as Lucy. I think Lucy needs cock pretty bad, too, but no one wants to fuck her.”

“I’m not fucking my own sister.” Well, I did fuck her ass a couple of times, but that was just to get her attention. Nobody knew that unless Lucy had told people. Even then, who would believe her? She said all kinds of fucked up things all the time. “Okay, who’s here who’s not working? I need to send out a couple of people as messengers.”

“I’ll have to check. Where are you gonna be?”

“We’re gonna check on the Dungeon for a minute, then we’ll probably be in the office.” If Gail was the shift supervisor, she was probably in the office fucking off instead of out actually, you know, supervising the girls. It wouldn’t hurt my feelings at all to kick her out of the office and make her do her job.

That brand-new lock I’d put on the Dungeon door was gone. They’d probably had to cut it to get in and feed the prisoners. That sort of thing happens when you start with one plan and then have to change to a different plan without warning anyone.

When I pulled the door open Melanie complained “That really sounds creepy.”

While we went down the stairs I told her “It’s on purpose. We went to a lot of trouble getting that sound. We had to take the hinges apart and clean out all the grease, then soak them in saltwater for a while. Every once in a while they stop creaking and we have to do it again.”

“Larry, that’s fucked up.”

“Well, it does a pretty good job of setting the scene, doesn’t it? Dungeon doors are sposta creak. All the movies have that.”

“I’m on Mel’s side. That is really fucked up, Larry.”

“Different customers have different needs. Some men like to hurt women. Some women like being hurt, so we can put them together and everyone’s happy. And, of course, sometimes we end up with a couple of women who don’t want to be hurt but they really need it. We may end up keeping those two cunts as the Crib’s designated pain-sluts.”

The Dungeon didn’t have anyone in it. All the cells were empty. I found the cut locks in the trash can. I just threw all those new keys in my pocket in there with the locks. And made a mental note to have someone go buy a bunch more locks. They’re cheap and disposable, but it really does something to women when they hear a lock snap shut on their cell door. Or their collar.

“Okay, I just needed to verify that there’s no one here. Let’s go see the office.”

The door creaked again as I pushed it open. I smiled. The girls just shook their heads.

Two’s messengers caught up with us on the way to the office. They weren’t real happy about being told “Go see Larry”. That usually meant they were in trouble about something.

I had to reassure them. They were fine. I just needed someone to go find Tiny and Bubba and Dimona and ask them to come see me. I had all kinds of shit to do and I was running out of time. I needed help, and Two had said they weren’t working tonight. If they went and got my people for me, I’d pay them for a blowjob.

It wasn’t much money, but $20 was $20 and they weren’t doing anything anyway. This wasn’t Crib business, it was separate from their work so I’d only be out $40 for the both of them instead of $80 I’d pay if I actually had the two of them both blow me.

I needed to know where everyone from the Dungeon had gone and no one else should know but Tiny and Bubba and Dimona. I didn’t want to go see them if I was being followed or watched. There in the Crib anyone could walk in and later say that they just needed a quick blow. Or lick, in Dimona’s case.

Gail was in the office, pretending to deal with some paperwork. I tried to stay out of that as much as I could, but I had to keep my thumb on it or the place would go to shit fast. The Crib really needed a trustworthy manager. The whores had to be paid, and we had to pay them everything they earned or they’d go somewhere else and we’d lose the Crib.

Lucy wasn’t much for paperwork, and there wasn’t anyone else at the Crib that I’d trust. Not that I actually trusted Lucy, either. Lucy had trouble understanding ‘half’. She’d spent more than one night chained over a bench taking on all comers, earning the money I’d caught her stealing from me.

We were equal partners and that meant I got half of the Crib’s profits, not half of what was left after she’d taken some. If I couldn’t tell how much she’d taken, she stayed chained over a chair until she’d earned me everything that she could have stolen. It didn’t stop her from trying. The chance of getting away with it was more important to her than the punishment of getting caught, but there wasn’t much else I could do to my own sister. She’d been a whore for twenty years, and getting tied up and fucked by anyone who wanted to was nothing new to her.