'Business first,' the woman replied, opening a drawer of a bureau in the room and producing an envelope. The exchange was made quickly.
'Did you say you had a discipline problem?' Debbi asked. She noticed the wink in the woman's eye when she asked the question. There was no use trying to deceive her. The woman could tell that Debbi was interested.
'Yes. My charge has been bad. And I'm giving him a little strapping,' the woman said.
'What has he done?'
'I caught the little fellow pulling his prick off while he looked at some disgusting pictures. And I found came on his bed several times,' the woman answered.
'That is bad,' Debbi commented. She secretly wished she could have seen the body going into the throes of orgasm as his sperm fired out of his cock. Watching a man masturbate had always fascinated her.
'Would you care to watch?' The woman asked.
'Yes, I would,' Debbi said, feeling the excitement beginning. She was even' more pleasantly surprised when she saw that the woman's charge was a male about her own age. His mouth was gagged and his hands were tied behind his back. He was lying on his stomach, and Debbi was fascinated by the thin red marks on his buttocks and thighs. On closer inspection, Debbi found them to be deep and ugly welts. The thin line of blood had dried in each cut, and the helpless boy winced ip additional pain as Debbi ran her hands over the punished area.
'Would you like to help me discipline him? About twenty more lashes should do it,' the woman suggested, handing the thin switch to Debbi. She felt, numb and glassy-eyed as she eagerly accepted the weapon.
The first blow was, merely a test to discover the victim's reaction. It wasn't very hard, but it must have stung terribly the way the boy jumped around. Debbi increased the pressure and felt a warm trickle of pleasure as she made her helpless victim squirm.
'Perhaps you should take your nice clothes off. You'll surely stain them,' the woman commented. Debbi shook in excitement as the woman helped her undress. 'See, I was right. Your panties are
absolutely soaked with your juice. I think we should let him smell it, don't you?'
'Yes,' Debbi answered. She was thrilled beyond her wildest imaginings at the situation she was in. She gasped as she watched the woman stuff her scented panties under the boy's nose and mouth. He breathed in her fragrance deeply.
'I'll undress too. Because of the heat,' the woman commented, still keeping her facade of noninvolvement. Debbi was moving about restlessly, her thighs churning together. In another instant, Debbi knew she would have to put something between her legs and jerk off. But the woman understood exactly what must be done. She used her fingers on Debbi's cunt to satisfy the girl's raging need.
'Oh yes,' Debbi whimpered, spreading her legs wider so the woman could successfully massage the fired-up region of her crotch. Her pussy was leaking out a large amount of fluid onto the woman's probing fingers.
'Finish your job,' the woman advised, ushering Debbi back to her victim. This time she held nothing back. She whipped the boy with all the' lust-aroused strength in her arms.
The woman's mouth gobbled at the juicy, furry animal that was Debbi's pussy. As Debbi came, she went mad with the beating. When she finally came back to reality from the pleasure cloud she had reached, Debbi saw that the boy was lying completely still. His ass was very bloody. The warm and alive tongue at her crotch was now not so urgent. It was fortunate the bedsheets were made of plastic. A large pool of blood was forming on them.
'That was exciting,' the woman commented. She slowly got to her feet. Debbi still stared at the
awesome sight in front of her.
'Don't you want to come?' Debbi asked at length. She was more than prepared to return the pleasure the woman had given her.
'I have, darling, I have,' the woman replied. She planted. a wet kiss on Debbi's mouth. The taste of her own cunt was wickedly exciting, and she eagerly drank the woman's saliva as they kissed.
'He can't have enjoyed that much,' Debbi commented, looking at the stilled figure.
'On the contrary. He was delirious. Look, I'll show you,' the woman said. She went over to the injured boy and rolled him over. The unmistakable traces of semen were under his body, and his cock was still semierect.
'You mean some men actually enjoy being whipped?' Debbi asked, surprised that the boy had come from what he'd done to him.
'Hal', my naive one. Some men pay vast amounts of money to have a woman abuse them in any way she chooses,' the woman explained, caressing Debbi's hair.
'I'd like that,' Debbi commented absently.
'You know, if you ever get fed up with Willie and your work, you can have a job with an organization in Canada. They're based in Toronto and they specialize in women who have a taste for the bizarre. And the things they do there would make your cunt drool,' the woman said.
'Sounds interesting,' Debbi commented.
'Here's a card with my signature,' the woman said. She took a card from her purse and signed it. 'Mr. Fati has always liked my recommendations. And he'll take good care of you.'
'Would I fit in?' Debbi asked. The beating had been exciting, but she still wasn't certain whether she'd be what the man wanted.
'I'm sure of it,' the woman replied. Her hand rubbed the girl's ass in a strangely feminine, matronly motion of affection. 'Think it over.'
'I will,' Debbi answered, wondering if she could ever escape from Willie.
'Good. Now help me get him into the kitchen. I've got to see to those wounds. Can't risk having a nasty infection set in,' the woman said. Debbi helped her steer the weakened boy into a standing position against a wall in the kitchen. His eyes seemed strange and passive, yet Debbi could sense the boy's fear and hatred of both of them. The more important of these was fear. It was basic animal fear at its lowest level. And its most powerful.
'I'll have to cauterize these wounds. Sit under him and suck his cock. He'll have it bad,' the woman said. Debbi was amazed to see the boy with another hard-on. He could have one on demand. It wasn't large, but it was a pretty cock, almost feminine. Debbi took the cock fully into her mouth. The woman had a hot iron in her hand and pressed it to one of the boy's buttocks.
The boy jerked violently, as if he bad been electrocuted, and the force of his movement pushed Debbi's head against the wall. But she hung on bravely. If the boy had a bigger cock, she conceivably could have choked to death on it.
'That's one,' the woman said, holding the iron
back from the area to inspect the effect. Satisfied, she repeated the procedure on the other buttock.
Once more the boy moved forward, but this time Debbi felt his cock throbbing inside her mouth. The warm fluid seemed slightly salty, but Debbi drank it all.
Finally, the boy went limp, and rested the front of his body against the wall. Debbi crawled out
from under the boy. His ass was bright red, but looked none the worse from what it had been through. At least compared to how it looked after the beating in the bedroom.
'I have to get back,' Debbi explained. She hurried into her clothes.
'Leave the panties,' the woman said, 'he so likes to smell a sexy pussy.'
Debbi quickly agreed. 'Of course, but who is he?' Her curiosity had finally gotten the better of her.
'My son,' the woman answered, smiling. Debbi returned a faint smile and left. Debbi didn't know if it was her or the world growing more grotesque each day. But it really didn't concern her. She knew that somehow she would gain her freedom from Willie. And she knew that the strange growing desire of her flesh would have to be satisfied. And it would have to be soon.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Debbi grew mare appreciative of the comforts afforded her as the weather grew more fierce. She had even accustomed herself to making several dope drops a week for her pimp. Debbi regretted that she only infrequently
