SWEET SEX SLAVES

By SUSAN SWEET

My words were cut short as Joe grabbed my arms. from the back and slammed my face down into the desk. Frank put his face next to mine.

"Listen, you little creep," said Frank, "I'm gonna tell you what happens to guys like you. Rocco and Joe here are gonna take you for a little ride into the country, then they're gonna give you one hell of a beating and break every bone they can find, and you just won't believe how many bones they know about!"

I was petrified. I have a very small and slender body and never was very strong or good at fighting. I knew I'd stand no chance with a couple of bruisers like Rocco and Joe.

"Oh, please! Please don't hurt me! I'll do anything to make this up to you!"

"Hurt you?" snarled Frank, "I intend to damage you permanently, creep!"

"Hold on a minute there, Frank," said Jack, who had been standing at the side of the room all this time.

"You got a stake in this, Dugan?" Frank demanded.

"Well, I did bring him with me and I feel sort of responsible," said Jack.

"Oh, yeah? And how are you going to do that, pay it yourself?" asked Frank.

"No, I just met this guy, and he's not that great a pal of mine," Jack responded, "but I thought you might take him to Janet Layman."

"Janet Layman? Is she still doing business?" Frank asked. Jack nodded. "But what would she want with this creep? She only deals in women so far as I know."

"That's right, but it's worth a try. Or, don't you care about the eight grand?"

"OK, we'll give it a try," said Frank. "Tie him up, boys, and fix it so he can't see nothing while I get the car. If this doesn't work out, this creep will wish he'd never been born!"

Joe got some rope and tied my hands securely behind my back. Then he tied my ankles together as Rocco put a cloth

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