baby. As for the mutt, you just let him outside, which I been hoping you'd do for over an hour.' He was bringing something out of his back pants-pocket then, a small leather-cased object resembling a camera and toying with it in his big hands. 'Know what this is, Miss Dorsett? It's a little tape-recorder. Tiny, ain't it? And handy as hell. You'd be amazed the things you can do with it… like a woman, she can carry it right inside her purse, snap it on and leave it there… just record a whole conversation without anybody knowing it. Take this one for instance…' he said, his eyes gleaming as he pressed the switch and a crackling sound followed… then a voice, a gasping female voice…!
'Oh God, Peg… I don't know! T-this is absolutely obscene… being fucked by a dog!'
'Yes… it is; isn't, it baby…! And you're going to love it! Wait… I'll fix the vanity mirror so you can watch!'
If she had been stunned before, Carol was horrified now at the recognition of her own lustful voice and its lurid exclamation! She sensed her mouth falling loosely open and the blood rushing into her face as she gaped at the menacing man who stood leering down at her. Petrified in rising shame, she could do nothing but stare at him, while panting whimpers and lewd wet sounds of sucking continued to fill the room from the monstrous little gadget in his hands!
'Help him, Carol! For God's sake, how can you stand the waiting! Just watching is about to drive me loony! Go on, grab ahold of it and put it in for him…!'
'Unh, unh, unh, oooohhhhhh Gooodddddd!'
'Ooohhhhhh… my lover, Sultan baby! Fuck me, darling! Fuck your Carol! Harder, baby! Harder… oh, harderrrrrrr…!'
Tears burst from Carol's eyes and she covered her face with her hands, her whole body suddenly convulsing with the sobs choking from her. 'Oh God, stop it! Stop it, please…' she begged, slumping down onto the couch, her half-undressed state forgotten in the overwhelming disgrace of being shamefully exposed.
'There's a lot more, baby. I just happened to pick that part out for you,' Ed White tormented. 'I kind of liked the part where Peg's eating your cunt, and then later, when you're eating her out and the Goddamned mutt is fucking the hell out of you…'
'Oh please… please stop!' the tear-choked girl pathetically pleaded. 'Oooohhhhh… why… why did she do this to me? How could she… my God…?'
'Because I made her do it, baby!' Ed White answered in his grating voice. 'She had no choice if she knew what was good for her! She does what I say, or Daddy cuts off her junk, and that, little old Peggy can't take for very long, eh? Oh, don't worry, she'll be back, doll. She's got to have her stuff. This ain't the first time she's walked out on me.'
He laughed while Carol stared up at him with unbelievable repugnance, the meaning of his words slowly and appallingly registering in her sickened mind. Peggy was an addict! Oh, the poor girl…! But… but why had this despicable brute made her do such a thing…?
Carol didn't have to ask, only listen.
'Yesterday,' the manager was saying, 'after I saw you and that blind fuzz talking in the park, I knew I had to figure some way to get you in the bag, chick. You could be cop yourself, but that don't quite jell with me. I figure Cannon's using you, probably paying you one way or another… maybe with his cock, though I can't figure a luscious bitch like you falling for a blind fink…'
'Leave him out of this, damn you!' Carol spat hungrily up at him. 'You're not even fit to speak his name! And you're wrong… all wrong about everything you said…!'
'Soooo… that's the way it is, eh?' the massive man sneered, then made a guttural little laugh. 'You're hot for each other! Well Goddamn, now ain't that just perfect, though? I wonder… do you suppose your cock-man would like to bend an ear to this tape I just played for you? He might like to know that his little dolly eats a bit of pussy and digs a good dog-fucking, being an animal lover himself!'
'Y-You wouldn't…!' Carol gasped, half-under her breath as she stared in growing panic at his cruel, grinning face, knowing even as she said it that there was nothing too loathsome for him to stoop to!
'Oh, I would, baby, and I will, if it's necessary… but we might be able to work something out… you and me. I'm a reasonable guy once you get to know me.' Suddenly, he dropped down onto the couch beside her, the sweaty smell of him stinging her sensitive nostrils as she inwardly cringed at his nearness. 'Of course, it's going to take a little cooperation on your part, but under the circumstances I figure you'll be willing. Right?'
'Wh-what do you expect me to do?' the frightened, divorced girl heard her own question.
'Well, now… first, you draw that fuzz bastard off my back. Make up a story, whatever you want, but make me look clean… otherwise, I'll have to see that he's worked over good… maybe eliminated altogether!'
His easily spoken statements came at her as if he were talking about the weather, their cold deadliness inciting a feeling of utter terror inside her, totally destroying any resistance she might have known. For one brief instant, she visualized Mark's body savagely beaten… and lifeless! Dear God, he didn't realize the ruthlessness of this animal! He was underestimating him…
'Well?' Ed White's voice jarred her.
'I–I… supposing he won't listen to me?' she managed, her green eyes reflecting the painful anxiety she was feeling. 'How can I make him do something he…?'
'That's your problem, honey!' the big man snapped. 'Mine is to shed him! That's why I decided to get you to help me.' He was grinning once more and meaningfully toying with the damning tape-recorder Peggy had carried in her purse that lewd night… 'But that's just part of the cooperation I expect from you, Miss Dorsett,' he went on, suddenly moving his big, hot hand forward to suggestively settle on the negligee-shaded flesh just above her knee. 'The rest involves sex… you and me, baby… right here… and right now…'
CHAPTER NINE
The room had begun to spin for Carol and had yet to stop! In the center of the whirlpool she saw the abominable grinning mouth of Ed White opening and closing as it seemed to come closer and closer to her!
'You fainted on me, kid,' his gruff voice came down to her.
She saw then that she was stretched out on the couch and that she was covered by her negligee now draped carelessly over her. The white-haired man was on his knees beside her, a glass in his hand, and she could taste the burning liquid he had poured into her mouth.
'Wh-What…?'
'You'll be okay in a minute,' he said, watching her. 'I found some brandy and gave you a jolt.'
Carol lay perfectly still for the passing of long seconds, trying to pull her wits together, before she realized that the apartment house manager's huge hand was cupping her naked breast beneath the flimsy negligee… causing a sense of repulsion to sweep through her! He'd stripped her naked while she was unconscious! Oh Mark…! She moaned and tried to raise up, pushing at his hand at the same time, but he only clutched tighter into the sensitive, resilient flesh and caught at her long hair to jerk her back down!
'L–Let me up! Take your filthy hands off me, damn you!' the frightened blonde cried, her brain starting to whirl again.
'No way, baby… or maybe you'd like to hear that tape again!' he rasped, his brutish face so close to her own that she could smell his obnoxious breath. And as he spoke and grinned at her she could feel his strong fingers cruelly gnarling the tiny nipple of her breast still acutely sensitive from Mark's hands last night. 'You and me are going to have a wild little party of our own, doll. Nothing too fancy, but enough to shake the Goddamned hots I've been having for you for over a week now!'
Carol stared at him in panic, his big hand entangled in her hair holding her head securely down. The negligee had fallen to her waist and her naked white breasts were completely exposed to his lecherous eyes engorging on them with vulgar lust. She knew she was no match for him physically, but if she could only think of something…!
'I–I'll give you money… anything else you want,' Carol babbled crazily as his huge hand kneaded and clutched the firm smooth mound, pinching at the tiny hardened nipple painfully with cruel thumb and forefinger. 'Oohhh… please don't… please…?'
'I like the part about the money,' he said, suddenly moving his tormenting hand to grasp the negligee and
