Chapter 11

Kim heard the ambulance rushing through town several hours ago but it hardly registered with her as her depression deepened. Johnny had been at the game all afternoon and now it was nearing midnight. Even though she knew she must go with him, something inside her quietly hoped she would somehow get to see Gina one more time... but no, what could she say? What could she do, except renew the anger and heartbreak she had already caused. The photos must be kept a secret and that meant a life with Johnny... if you could call it that.

She heard two cars drive up together. Looking out the window, Kim saw Johnny, weaving slightly, emerge from his car, while a rather portly middle aged man exited the other, both walking to the door. She opened to Johnny's knock and both men entered.

Johnny was tipsy, but antsy as well. He seemed embarrassed.

"Kim, honey this is Walter, one of the guys I've been playing with."

"Hello," said Kim as the man smiled a bit too warmly for comfort.

"Walter here is quite a card player," Johnny began, "He sort of cleaned me out."

"Johnny, you lost it all?" she asked exasperated.

"Yeah... and a little more."

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Well, Walter took my marker for five hundred. I lost that too so now he wants his money."

"I don't have any more money, Johnny. You took every penny I had this afternoon."

"Yeah, yeah I know. It's... well... I showed him your photograph and he says he'll take it out in trade."

Kim's eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, I won't!"

Johnny grabbed her by the arm and took her aside.

"Look this guy will have my arms broken if we don't settle this now."

"Then let him break your arms. Is this what I am to you... a whore to pay your debts?"

"Of course not sugar, it's just that I'm in a real jam here. Now look, do this for me and I won't ask ever again."

"Absolutely not. No way!"

"Do I have to mention certain photographs which are in my possession..."

She looked into his eyes, saw no compassion, knew what her life would be from this moment on. He would hold the photos over her head forever and no matter how outrageous or disgusting or veil or despicable the act, he knew, as did she, that she would do it to protect the woman she loved.

Kim looked back to the man who ogled her. In his mind she was already undressed.

"He... wants a sample before he agrees to the deal," said Johnny.

Kim looked from one of the men to the other and back again.

The beautiful Lakota began undressing. Johnny came over and whispered in her ear.

"Make it good, otherwise it's no deal."

She looked at him without expression and finished undressing. The man's eyes lit up to see the gorgeous body fully nude.

"All right Walter," said Kim, "where do you want it?"

"I like it doggy style," he smiled as he undressed.

Kim got on the bed and went to all fours. Walter was behind her in an instant and into her a split second after that.

Kim looked to Johnny who stood watching. He silently gave her the signal to be more enthusiastic. Kim began thrusting backwards to take the man completely inside her. He was close to orgasm in less than a minute.

"Now take it here!" he gasped, withdrawing from her nest and sinking his throbbing erection into he anus. Kim closed her eyes in shame and disgust as she felt the hot semen shoot into her bowels.

"Well, how about it?" asked Johnny as Walter backed away and began dressing.

"She'll do nicely. Have you told her?"

"Told me what? asked Kim, her head snapping up.

"Uh, the deal is that he gets you for a week..."

"And?" she asked, waiting for the other shoe to fall.

"Well, uh..." stammered Johnny, Walter here is a movie producer."

"What kind of movies?"

"Adult films," chipped in the man.

"Porno," translated Kim, "and you want me to be in your film."

"Exactly," responded the producer."

"Why am I feeling you aren't telling me everything," she accused.

"Well, you see, I specialize in a certain genre of adult films."

"And that would be?"