31 Sugar doll (2/2)

Sam ignored his ironic appearance and began to dress.

”Good show, Scherenlady, I'm now involved in 50% of sales, inform your pimp.”

Sam was about to stuff the string in her pocket when Brutus tore it from her fingers. He turned the tiny piece of cloth into his huge paws. He looked at Sam and held the thing under his nose. He took a deep breath.

”Do not fool yourself, I'll buy you the show, I've had my fingers in you and looked into your face when you came.”

Sam hardly trusted her ears. What did this pig actually imagine? Silently, she buttoned the last button of her top. Brutus's fingers shot forward, closing painfully around her wrist.

”What you up to?” he growled.

Although the grip was extremely painful, no sound came over Sam's lips.

He let her go angrily. ”I find out, rely on it.”

The next two months after Sam's premiere were quiet. Sam was used again every week, while the other women changed frequently. Not every week was as peaceful as the kick-off event. At one point, Sam steadfastly refused to plait for a fat Puerto Rican braid and call him 'Daddy' while he tried to fondle her.

But Jefe hit her with a bloody lip. Sam thought of Jessica and remained stubborn. In the end, Jefe was pissed off, 'Daddy' was in the genital area with bite marks on the infirmary, and Sam's lip was three days thick like a balloon.

Another time Sam had refused to satisfy a completely disturbed old man orally. His thing was scabby and littered with a purulent rash. Again, Jefe had little sympathy for Sam's refusal. Sam barked out two lazy teeth to Tattergreis and Jefe nearly had a heart attack when he tried to drown Sam by the hair in a toilet-key.

Apart from these two events, the relationship between Jefe and Sam actually worked quite well. They met at irregular intervals in the library to coordinate further action.