Chapter 12

The knocking sounded far away. Was I dreaming? I heard it again, a little louder this time. I opened my eyes, realizing that I was still in the shit-hole motel. Annabel was still curled up next to me, her leg scarcely touching mine. Rubbing my eyes I looked at the clock. 9:34 am. What the fuck? The knocking returned and this time I knew it was our door and not one next door. I got up; grabbing the towel Annabel had used last night to partially cover myself. I had to hold it behind me as it didn't quite reach far enough to tuck it in.

Peering through the hole I saw the manager standing there looking around behind him as if he was expecting someone to come up behind him. I shook my head. What in the fuck does he want?

"Yea?" I called through the door.

"It's Carl," he called out hardly louder than a whisper.

"Yea, I know. What do you want?"

"Can you open the door? I gotta talk to you." I sighed. Damn it.

Reaching for the deadbolt, I pulled the door open, still holding the towel securely behind my back. He was wearing the same dirty tee-shirt and started to walk in. He stopped when I didn't step aside.

"What do you want?"

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that check-out is at 11," He said looking past me to the bed. "Unless you need to stay another night," he added with his gross smile. "I'm sure we can work something out if you need to stay longer."

"Thanks for the offer, but I think we're leaving today," I said trying to shut the door. His hand grabbed it just before it hit him.

"WAIT!" he exclaimed placing his foot against the door. "I really enjoyed yesterday and I thought maybe I could, uh, well, you know, spend some more time with her," he added still trying to see past me. I stood staring at the little man shaking my head. What a bottom feeder.

"How much do you have?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Money, man, how much money do you have? Got eighty for twenty minutes?"

"Uh, well, hum, no, I don't really have that much to spare..."

"Then I guess we're finished here," I said putting pressure on the door to move him.

"Could you please wait? I think we can work something out!" I stopped pushing on the door.

"I'm listening."

"I've got a lotta friends, you know, like last night who would pay what you're asking."

"Okay, what do you propose?" I asked, using his word from last night.

"Well, I was thinking that I could let you use the room again for today at no charge and maybe call a few friends over, as many as you want, and they'd pay you to, uh, you know to be with her," he said grinning. He was so proud of his grand idea.

I looked down at the little weasel and smiled back. It's actually not a bad plan as he did generate a couple of hundred dollars for me in a short time. Perhaps we could stay another night and see what happens.

"I hear there's a rodeo nearby, got any connections?"

"Are you kidding me? I used to be a rodeo clown and know everyone who participates. I still go to most of them 'round here so yea, I got connections."

"Excellent, Carl, I think we just worked out a deal," I said stepping aside allowing him in. His eyes focused on the slumbering body partially exposed beneath the sheet and blanket.

"God even sleeping she looks like an angel." He said stepping closer.

"Here' the plan, Carl, the room for the day and you supply all the paying cock you can find."

"What do you mean all?"

"Just what I said. Keep them coming until I tell you to stop. Can you handle that?"

"Exactly how many are we talkin' about?"

"As many as you can find, Carl. As long as they've got eighty dollars, I don't care who they are or what they look like. Just get them over here." He stood just inside the room staring at me dumbfounded, unsure if I was serious or not.

"I ... uh, are you sure?"

"Look, man, I need about five grand in two days so yea, I'm sure." He swallowed hard, giving another look at Annabel.

"She might get hurt," he said showing some bizarre concern which seemed out of context.

"Don't worry about her, she can handle it. The question is can you handle getting the customers here?"

"Yea, I can do it, but I'd like a little of the take, if you know what I mean."

"No, Carl, I don't. Why don't you tell me? What the fuck do you mean?" I asked feeling my nostrils flaring open. His statement got my blood boiling.

"You're gunna make a lotta money from my friends so I think maybe I should get some of it too. Not a lot, just a little." Is he serious? He's trying to cut into my profits? I was about to punch him in his ugly face and tell him to fuck off, but this was too great of a way to make some quick cash without doing any work for it. That was my kind of job. I'd give him a bone.

"Alright, Carl, here's the deal, you can fuck her now and fuck her again when it's all over with and I'll kick in five percent of the take."

"Twenty percent," he said. I felt my hand ball into a fist. I had to control myself.

"You can't be serious!"

"It's my motel room and I'm the one gettin' the guys over here to pay you, so yea, I'm serious. You'll make a lotta money, even after payin' me twenty percent."

"I'll make more paying you ten percent."

"I want twenty."

"You'll get ten or I'm walking and you won't get to fuck her ever again." He swallowed hard, giving another glance at Annabel. When he licked his lips I knew he was hooked.

"The room, three fucks and ten percent."

"Alright, you've got a deal," I said extending my hand. He took it, shaking it like a used car salesman making his first sale, squeezing it hard and using his free hand to hold the back of my hand. Creepy.

"Can we have some privacy?" he asked gawking at me as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Not this time. I'm not going anywhere. If you want to fuck her, do it while I'm here or forget about it." He looked at her as he continued undressing. It wasn't that I wanted to watch him fucking her; I just didn't feel like getting dressed and leaving the room for twenty minutes. Maybe a little later I'll drive to McDonald's for some breakfast, but it will be when I'm ready and not when he says.

His cock was surprisingly large for a troll his size but had a really bad curve to the left. I smiled wondering if he had to turn sideways to take a piss. Naked he got into bed with Annabel and carefully pulled the sheets away. She stirred, turning her head to face the wall. He began to suckle her breasts.

"Jake?" She croaked her mouth dry and her voice strained. Lifting her head she saw Carl naked in bed with her touching her pussy while licking her nipples. "JAKE!" she cried out louder trying to sit up.

"Just relax, and go with it Annabel," I said pulling out one of the chairs near the window.

Carl took his time with her, kissing and licking her from head to toe, much to her dismay. She wasn't enjoying it and kept her eyes tightly closed most of the time. The few times she opened them, she looked my way, only to see my stern expression and quickly shut them again. After almost ten minutes of slurping and drooling on her, he moved between her legs, pushing them apart with his knees. This was going to be interesting to see how he was going to get that crooked-ass cock into her.

Surprisingly, he only needed to turn his body slightly to align the head with her swollen hole. With one gentle push, he entered her, sliding fully inside and remained motionless for about a full minute to savor the sensation of her warm, juicy pussy. Slowly he began moving back and forth, increasing the speed and intensity with every stroke. She held onto his sides, parting her legs wider as he thrust back and forth.

Supporting his body above her by his elbows, he watched her face as he fucked into her. The cold vinyl seat had finally warmed but still was stuck to my ass. The towel offered no protection as it didn't reached around my butt. Reaching for the bag of weed I rolled a joint and fired it up. I really needed it to kick-start my day.

I figured once Carl finished I'd run out for some food. She'll need to keep her strength up for the next few days as she'll have one hell of a ride. I smiled thinking of how much money the little slut was going to make for me by Sunday. At the rate she's going, I'll have more than enough for my tuition and expenses by tomorrow night. Pinching the roach between my fingers I sucked out the last of what I could before dropping it into the ashtray.

Carl was reaching his crescendo, huffing and gasping as the headboard tapped out a steady thumping sound against the thin wall. I could only imagine what the guests in the next room thought of all the noise going on in here, especially after last night, but fuck them, I didn't give a shit.

Getting his hands under her ass, he raised her hips off the mattress to get deeper inside of her. The sheets were pushed off the bed as his feet dug into the bed, desperately searching for traction. Annabel's light body had been pushed further up the bed and for a while her head had been banging against the headboard. Her neck was now bent as she ran out of room to move. Carl sure knew how to fuck a whore and really tore into her. Seconds later he bellowed loudly, growling as he polluted her womb with his seed.

Panting he remained motionless his sweaty body crushing her under his weight. He was short enough to be almost face to face with her and had to bend his neck the opposite direction to remain on top of her. I could only see her left arm and leg as he covered her like a wet fleshy blanket.

"Time's up," I called out, reaching for the towel as it dropped once I stood. The little troll didn't even stir as I approached the bed. "Let's go, Carl, it's almost 10 and you've got a lot of calls to make," I said shaking him with my foot. For some reason I didn't even want to touch the creep and wrinkled my nose as my sole came into contact with his sticky skin. "Move it already!"

"I'm coming!" he croaked, lifting himself from her chest. She sucked in a deep breath of air.

"No, I think you already did. Now you're going," I corrected. "Have the guys start showing up as soon as possible," I told him sitting on the bed next to them. "Ten-thirty or so will be fine."

"That's only a half an hour from now," he pointed out.

"Yea, I know. Is that too much of a challenge for you? I thought you had a ton for friends, surely you can have someone here in thirty minutes," I said almost making it a challenge.

"No, I can do it, don't you worry 'bout that," he said rolling off of her, exiting the bed from the other side. "I just don't want it to be too early, you know in case she wants to sleep more."

"Let me worry about her sleeping arrangements, you just worry about getting her some cock. Remember you're getting a little piece of the pie so the more I make, the more you make, okay?" He nodded pulling his slacks back up his sore-covered legs. Probably bed bugs or something.

"You never did tell me how many guys you wanted me to set her up with," he said pulling the dingy shirt over his pot belly.

"Like I said, you just worry about setting them up; I'll take care of the rest. When I feel she's had enough, I'll let you know."

He sat in the chair I had been sitting on to tie his scuffed-up dress shoes. His eyes hardly left the bed as Annabel sat staring at the wall while we spoke. He stood, approaching us.

"Has that ever happened?" He asked. I was baffled by his question.

"Has what ever happened?"

"Has she ever 'had enough'?" I chuckled at his ridicules question.

"No, not yet. I'm curious to see what her actual limit is though," I added standing to walk him to the door. "Remember, keep them coming until I give you the word, got it?" He nodded. "That is if you can handle your end of the bargain," I said giving him one more motivational dig.

"Don't worry, I'll hold up my end, you just keep collecting the money," he replied taking one last look at her. "I still can't believe a girl that beautiful would want to do something like this. It's crazy."

"Yea I know, but what can I do, she's a nympho and can't get enough so we worked out this plan where she gets all the cock she wants and I get all the money. It's a perfect arrangement don't you think?" I said smiling.

"Yea, I guess."

"Look, Carl, let the guys know they'll only get fifteen minutes with her for seventy dollars."

"Why? I thought it was twenty minutes for eighty dollars."

"It was but I figured at twenty minutes each time she can only do three an hour. This way she can do four and besides, most guys don't last the full twenty minutes. So instead of making $240 an hour, she'll be making me, er, us, $280. A much better deal, don't you think?" He seemed to let that bounce around his head for a minute before nodding.

"Yea, I guess so."

"Oh, and I don't want a room full of guys so figure something out. She might get nervous with so many guys leering at her."

"Yea, I guess you're right," he replied not taking his eyes off of her.

"You'd better go now, Carl, you've got a lot of calls to make," I said stepping into his line of view. He grinned before leaving the room. I clicked the deadbolt before joining her on the bed.

"Good morning, bright eyes," I said reaching over to brush aside her few stray locks of hair. She pursed her lips but didn't respond. "Are you hungry?" She shrugged her shoulder. "I'll bet you're thirsty, aren't you? She didn't react. "Here, let me get you a glass of water."

I was gone just a few seconds into the bathroom to get her a plastic cup full of water and held it out to her. "Here," I said as she didn't take it right away. "Come on, Annabel, drink it." Finally she took it from me but didn't drink any.

She'll need to be more animated if we're going to pull this off. Some guys are okay with fucking a corps, but most want the whore to fuck them back or at least to act like she's enjoying it. Annabel's just lying there like a cadaver allowing the guys to do all the work. That has to change.

"I have something for you," I said pulling out the bag of crack. I know you want this, don't you? Remember you've got to take your medicine everyday or you'll suffer a slow, painful death and I'm sure you don't want that. Hell, I don't want to see that happen to you either. I've seen it before and trust me, the pain gets so bad you'll want to put a bullet in your head before you actually die."

She took the rock much quicker than the water. Reaching for the drawer next to the bed I grabbed her pipe and lighter and dropped it on the bed beside her. She stared at it for a while almost as if she was contemplating on using it or not. I was pretty sure she was hooked, but if her will was strong enough, she might be able to kick the habit on her own. I'll have to make sure I break her will.

"Let me hold your water," I said taking the cup. "Go on and take your medicine, Baby Girl." It took a few seconds before she finally picked up the paraphernalia. "That's my girl, go ahead and light it up, you know you want to," I reiterated with a smile. Slowly she dropped the crystal into the opening and placed the pipe between her lips. I held my breath until she flicked the lighter on and brought the flame closer. I smiled, getting off the bed to move away from the vapors.

"You know, Annabel, we've got an amazing opportunity right now to make some fast cash. Carl is going to send over some friends like he did last night and we're going to be making a ton of money! Doesn't that sound great? Once we've made enough money, you can stop doing this, but right now I need for you to do this for me. For us. And the baby. I promise once we have enough money, you'll never have to worry about doing this again," I said smiling. She didn't respond but it was hard to as her lungs were being filled with the smoke.

I knew that I would need to change her attitude to keep the customers happy and the best way was with the crack and maybe a pill or two of the ecstasy. I'll start her off with one and see how it goes. I waited until she finished smoking before I dug into the bag and pulled out one of the white pills with the smiley face. How cute.

"Here's your water," I said handing her the glass. "And I want you to take this," I added extending my palm with the pill. She seemed more energetic after getting her fix and stared at the round pill.

"What is it?"

"It will make you feel better so take it." Cautiously she took it, looking closely at the grinning face staring back at her. She discovered it was blank on the other side. "Go on, Annabel, swallow it." Leaning her head back she dropped it onto her tongue at the very back of her throat before gulping it down with several swallows of water. "If you need another let me know, I've got a bag of them," I said holding up the Ziploc bag a quarter of the way filled with the small white pills. I sat on the bed next to her.

"I'm very glad you're here," I said smiling at her. "I don't know what I'd do without you." For the first time since last night she looked me in the eye.

"Do you mean that?"

"Well of course I do Sweet cheeks. I'd be totally lost without you here. You have no idea how much you mean to me."

"Then why are you making me do that stuff?"

"Annabel I already told you. We need money and this is the best way to do it. I promise you as soon as we have enough, you won't have to do it anymore." I answered her, kissing her cheek. "If my dad gives me the money he owes me you might be able to stop after today."

"Really? She asked hopefully, the corner of her mouth curling upward.

"Of course. Do you think I enjoy letting all these assholes fuck you? No I don't. I mean you're my girl, the love of my life and the mother of my child. It's hurting me more than you, trust me."

"Then why let them?"

"Annabel I'm getting tired of repeating myself. You know the answer to that so stop asking it, okay? You're starting to piss me off!"

"I'm sorry, Jake," she said returning her stare to her hands on her lap.

"You're feeling better, right?" She nodded. "I'll make sure you feel great all the time as long as you're doing what you're supposed to do, understand?" Slowly she nodded, not looking up. "If you ever piss me off, Annabel, you'll be sorry, I promise you that!"

"I won't do that, Jake."

"That's my girl," I said patting her exposed leg with a big smile. "Now I have a little treat for you."

"What is it?" she asked enthusiastically, returning her look of admiration toward me.

"You see, Honey, that's the way I want you to look at me all the time," I said smiling. "Okay?" She nodded. "When was the last time I came in you?"

"Huh?"

"A simple question, Annabel. I think it was the night before we left the farm, right? The days have been a blur lately and I can't even remember when I last came."

"You want to make love to me?" she asked perking her eyebrows at the thought I was would finally show her some physical affection.

"Oh hell no, Annabel, I'm not sticking my cock into that cesspit of yours. But I will let you suck me off," I said pulling the towel away to expose my erection. The all day, nonstop fuck shows I've been subjected to and my usual morning wood gave me the urge to bust a nut, even if it was inside the skanky little whore. "Go on, what are you waiting for?" I asked shaking my cock at her.

"What's a 'cesspit'?"

"What's a cesspit?" I asked reaching between her legs to slid two fingers knuckle deep into her used pussy. Slowly I pulled them out, showing her the slime coating my fingers. "This is a cesspit. Now do what I told you and suck my dick!"

Obediently she leaned forward, grasping my cock and moving her mouth closer. Lying back, I placed my hand on the back of her head to guide the speed and depth of her blowjob. She's had a lot of practice lately and didn't even flinch when I shoved it too deep. I was right on the edge and ready to pop.

"Harder, suck harder," I urged feeling the fluids in my balls boiling, nearly ready to explode. "Just a little more," I groaned. Her efforts increased as well as her hand and mouth along my shaft. I'd forgotten how good it feels having her sucking me off. "Mmmmmm, yes, Annabel, just like that you're doing great." Seconds later I fired the first of several volleys of cum to the back of her throat, quickly filling her mouth as it pooled just beyond her teeth.

"Don't suck too hard," I moaned experiencing the prickly needle sensation that my cock usually gets after I cum. "Swallow," I told her shifting the hair from her face so that I could see. She swallowed it all in one hard gulp, keeping my shrinking head between her lips, nursing on it like a new born suckling a teat.

"You did great, Babe," I said smiling at her. "You're going to make me a shit-load of money, you know that?" I added tweaking her nose.

"Huh? What did you say?" she asked pulling her mouth away. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you're going to make US a shit-load of money," I corrected myself. I don't want her getting the wrong idea.

"I'm just gunna do this 'til we got 'nuff money, right? I ain't gunna do this a lot, right?"

I sighed. I don't want the little whore getting too wise to my plans, not just yet. I need to keep her off balanced and working her little ass off as long as I need her to and if she suspects I'm just using her for money, she might give me a lot of drama.

"Of course, Baby Doll. You're doing this so that you, me and the baby will have a good life. I only have about three semesters left and you'll be pregnant until the middle of next semester and once I graduate, I'll take care of you, I promise."

"And our baby, right?" she clarified. I smiled, shaking my head.

"Of course, Annabel. You come as a package deal, baby and all," I said sitting up to kiss the top of her head. I wasn't kissing her cum-covered lips, even if the cum was mine. Cum is cum and it's only for her. "Now look, Babe today is very important and I need you to do something for me. For us. We have an opportunity to make a lot of money today but I need for you to stay focused. You've got to really be on the game today and don't do anything stupid, okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look, there's going to be a few guys coming here to fuck you and they're paying us good money to do it. It won't be hard, just keep your legs spread and move your hips while they're fucking you. It will also help to moan every once in a while so they think you're enjoying it."

"How many guys will there be?"

"I'm not sure; Carl is setting them up so there's no telling. I have to pay him for each guy he brings over for you so you'll need to do a few extra to make up for what I lose."

"They won't hurt me will they?"

"No, Sweetheart, they won't. I won't let anyone hurt you. It's just going to be straight fucking, maybe some anal and some sucking, but nothing weird. You can handle that can't you?"

"I'm still a little sore from yesterday."

"Don't worry about that, once you're into it, you'll forget all about the pain. Besides, you have three holes so if one gets too sore, switch to another one. Now why don't you brush your teeth, you've got cum breath and maybe splash some water between your legs to clean some of that gunk off," I said staring at the trickle of white honey dripping from her shoddy hole.

I smiled watching as she crawled out of bed and waddled her way toward the bathroom, walking with a slight wobble. I wasn't sure if it was the drugs or the sex that had her so light-headed, but frankly I didn't care. As long as she did what I told her to do and put some money in my pocket, I didn't care how she walked. Besides, it looked kind of sexy.

She was still in the bathroom when there was a knock at the door. It was too soon for him to have someone lined up already, or was it? The time was 10:20 and I'd be impressed if Carl had someone so quick. Slipping on my jeans I checked the viewer and noticed a man about ten years older than me standing there staring at the door as if he had X-ray vision. I opened the door about a foot wide but didn't say anything.

"Carl sent me," he said grinning. I smiled back, swinging the door wide to allow him in. "Where's the girl?" he asked noticing the small room was empty.

"She's in the bathroom. Go ahead and get comfortable, I'll get her for you," I said clicking the dead bolt. I don't think she'll mind fucking this guy as he's not too old, not too fat and not too ugly. At least she's starting her day off with someone decent. Pushing the bathroom door open I stepped inside.

Annabel was sitting on the toilet staring up at the light bulb with a stupid grin on her face. I watched her for a few seconds and made my presences known by clearing my throat when she began giggling.

"Hi Jake," she said smiling at me. "Isn't the light pretty?" she asked glancing upward.

"Yea, Babe, it's great, now get moving, you're first customer is here." She didn't budge and I moved closer. "Let's go, time is money and you're wasting both!" I said pulling her upward. She had never acted this way before so it must the ecstasy affecting her. Getting her upright she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me.

"I really love you so much, Jake," she mumbled twisting back and forth as she held on tightly.

"Come on, Annabel, you've got work to do, remember?"

"Jake," she said looking up at me. "Do you love me?" I sighed.

"Of course I love you, now let's go, someone's waiting for you."

"When will we get married?"

"Annabel, that's enough talking, let's go!" I said pushing her toward the door. The guy had already striped naked and was lying in the bed slowly stroking his rapidly inflating cock. She stopped short, causing me to bump into her.

"Hi," she said giggling again. I didn't know what the fuck was in that pill, but she's acting all crazy.

"Hey there, sexy," she said grinning at her. "Carl was right, you really are beautiful!"

"Go greet him properly," I urged, pushing her toward the bed. She stumbled slighting, putting her hands out to brace her fall. Like a drugged-out fool, she thought it was funny and began laughing. "Carl told you the deal, right?" I asked walking to the opposite side of the bed.

"Yea, I got the money right here," he said pulling his hand out from under the pillow. A fifty and a twenty. I smiled.

"Fifteen minutes," I said noticing it was 10:25. "Not a minute longer, understood?"

"Yea, yea, I got it," he replied helping Annabel onto the bed. Surprisingly she wrapped her arms around him, squeezing his chest tightly.

His hand went to her head to prod it lower. She knew what he wanted and slid down his stomach before wrapping her mouth around his full erection. He groaned and I smiled. That's exactly what I want her to do. Like a well established whore she began sliding her mouth up and down while playing with his saggy ball-sack. I stuffed the money into my pocket.

"I'm going to take a shower, when I'm done, you should be too, if you know what I'm talking about," I said giving a stern look at him.

"I know I only got fifteen minutes," he said stroking her hair.

"That's fifteen minutes from the time you walk into the room until the time you walk out," I said glancing at the clock. "You've got exactly ten minutes from right now so I suggest you start fucking her or else you might just run out of time." He turned toward the clock and reached down for her.

"Come on, little Darlin', time to pay the piper," he said pulling her along side of him before rolling on top of her. She was squealing by the time I entered the bathroom. I smiled. Another satisfied customer.

Once in the bathroom I pulled out the large wad of cash I had been collecting since I left the farm. With the grand I was paid and the twenty-six dollars Annabel gave me and the money I received from her fucking, I had just over nineteen hundred dollars. I needed thirty-one more just to pay tuition. I was really hoping dad comes through for me and gives me my money. I'll still prostitute her out, but it won't be a life-or-death situation.

The bed began slamming against the wall and the sounds of their 'love making' resounded into the small room. I had left the door ajar to monitor what went on and I was starting to think that maybe I should close it. Reaching beyond the curtain I turned the water on.

The shower felt great. Three months of showering outside with only cold water really made me long for a long hot one. I don't know how long I stayed in there, but I didn't really want to get out. I must have stood under the spray for about ten minutes just letting the water cascade from my body before I remember Annabel and the stranger. Stepping out I smiled hearing the familiar banging sound of the headboard against the wall. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist before reaching for my watch. It was ten minutes before eleven and the guy was way over his time. Damn it!

Pulling the door open I marched into the room ready to flay into the guy when what I saw stopped me just inside the room. Some large, stocky black guy was pounding into her like a condemned man enjoying his last meal. He was really going at her, actually putting divots into the wall from the headboard.