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Linda's Epic Adventures in Life
Part 1 - Chapter 1
"The Meeting - No Words Required!"
It was Happy Hour and the customers were just beginning to filter in from their
daily routines to sit down and have a cold one and watch a little pseudo
pornographic "art", go-go and strip danc- ing, ala Linda style. The Happy Hour
shift started with B.J. doing her thing in her usual wanton and sexy way in the
bright orangish red bikini top and bottom --- whirling around the poles on the
raised stage, pole clasped firmly between her slim, white legs with a high on
the pole start and a slow twirling slide to the floor of the platform.
"Damn!" Linda thought to herself. "That bitch has got to be getting it off
with that pole --- I'd go nuts with that thing stuffed up against my pussy
twirling round like that and sliding down that god damn pole. Phew! It's no
wonder they call her
B.J.! That's probably all she can do after a night of THAT!" The song ended on
the juke box and another started. Linda remem- bered that that was number
three for B.J. and that she had to start pumping her dance songs into the
box pretty soon 'cause she was up next with her set of three. She walked
over to the Juke Box slowly in her see-through wrap, scanning the customers
to see who she'd focus her attentions on this time up. "Boy, she thought,
these guys look dead! This is goin' to be a damn tough shift!" Almost as bad
as her hookin' days in Parkersburg at the 'Club' before Johnny came along
and knocked her up and then slipped her out of the place.
As Linda stood at the machine she thought back about Parkersburg and Chris, the
Club Boss and his bitch, Hilda, who kept the girls in line. And, when they
didn't stay in line, set em up for a session with Chris in the special,
frightening room in the base- ment.
"God," she thought, "I'll never forget the first time I fucked up and that bitch
dragged me down there --- NEVER!"
She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, thinking back to that terrible
night when that big drunken son of bitch from the Shell Refinery over in Belpre
had snuck up behind her at the bar and about twisted her tits off. When she
stopped screaming at him and thought she had him calmed down some, he rammed his
hand into her crotch and shoved his index finger up her ass as his thumb went up
her pussy, panties and all, and started to literal- ly lift her up off the stool
that way. Thinking quickly, she had grabbed a beer bottle and smashed the big
dumb bastard over the head, screaming her head off the whole time. Goddamn that
had hurt as he tried to close his index finger and thumb together while they
were driven deep in her ass and up her cunt with her pants wrapped around them.
When the beer bottle hit him, he dropped like a rock.
The next thing she knew, Hilda was all over her ass, twisting her arm behind her
back and slapping the shit out of her face. Hilda shoved her arm up behind her
back to her goddamn neck, bent her over almost double at the waist and marched
her out the back door toward the stairs leading up to the "party rooms" and down
to the basement. "Oh God, if I'd known what was in that black vinyl covered room
in the basement with the mirrored ceiling and about all that `equipment' sitting
in the room, I'd have let the son of a bitch shove his fucking fist up my ass,
never mind a little old finger and some black panties!" Linda thought.
The memories flowed back with increasing detail, igniting fear in her brain and
making her break out in a cold sweat (and starting the juices flowing in her
pussy, much to her dismay). She stood up against the wall and let her mind race
back to that night. Hilda, instead of hustling her upstairs to chew her ass out
and slap her around, wheeled her past the stairs leading to the party rooms
upstairs and hustled her down the stairs and into a room she had never seen
before, across from the foot of the stairs, and had only heard fearful rumours
about from the rest of the whores in the place. They didn't talk about it much
and didn't care to, or so it seemed. She'd always wondered why. That night she
found out --- in spades!
Hilda stripped her house coat off her and ripped her top and panties off almost
in one motion with Linda still practically doubled over standing on her feet and
her arm shoved up behind her back almost to the top of her head, now.
"You goddamn dumb whore!" screamed Hilda, "How many fucking times do I have to
tell you I handle the assholes and you don't ever, ever hit 'em with anything
unless they ask you to, UPSTAIRS! --- and then only after they've paid double
for the SM Scene trick! I'm tired of this shit from you! When I get through with
you down here you are goddamn sure goin' to remember that, you little Delaware
whore --- and when Chris, `The Rammer' finishes with you, after I get tired, you
won't do shit unless you ask me or him first bet on it, bitch!"
About then Linda suddenly realized it was damn warm in that room. And dim ...
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