Transvixen
By
Michele Nylons
Chapter Four: Substitute
Cherri woke up on the couch at Wendy’s place and her head hurt. Panti had obviously wondered off to bed sometime during the early morning after their prolonged fellatio session and left her alone to sleep.
Cherri remembered that after they had made oral love they had argued about Panti sucking off Tony Carlotta. Panti claimed she had been blackmailed into it so the band could play at the Chelmsford Music Hall but Cherri claimed she had heard Tony claim that Panti had gone to his office of her own free will. It was a circular argument and had gotten nowhere.
The smell of coffee permeated the small lounge and she made her way through the detritus of beer bottles, overturned ashtrays and half-empty glasses on her stockinged feet to the kitchen where she found Wendy brewing coffee.
“Not very British I know but after a heavy night give me a cup of hot coffee over an insipid cup of tea any time,” Wendy smiled.
Wendy was dressed in one of her navy blue business suits, white satin blouse, dark stockings and black high heels. Her makeup was perfect and her hair was lustrous.
“I fucking hate you Wendy,” Cherri jibed.
“I feel and look like shit and you look like you stepped off the cover of a magazine.”
“Yeah but I’m suffering inside and you’re younger than me. In a few hours you’ll look stunning and be ready to put in full day and I’ll start to look tired and feel like shit,” Wendy replied.
They both laughed and then pulled up stools to the breakfast bar and sipped their coffee in silence.
“How bad is it?” Cherri broke the silence.
“No babe! You and Transvixen were wonderful! Keep playing and putting on the stage show like you did last night and the money will come rolling in,” Wendy smiled wanly.
“Don’t bullshit me Wendy. You know what I’m talking about, Tony is squeezing us. We have to negotiate the deal for our gig at Chelmsford Dance Hall from day to day; not the original seven day contract that you told us we had.”
“How do you know that!” Wendy snapped.
“Don’t worry. I know what I know,” Cherri replied looking down at her coffee.
She couldn’t bring herself to look Wendy in the eye.
“You let me worry about the business side of things and you concentrate on the music,” Wendy replied.
“Something else Wendy,” Cherri hesitated and then went on.
“I’ve been thinking about this for a while a now. I haven’t even told Panti. I’m going full time trans.”
“I don’t think like a man any more; I think like a woman. I love being Cherri Pops and that’s who I am inside as well as outside. Mom will go nuts but I can’t fight it any more and having come out on stage I’m no longer afraid of who I am,” Cherri sighed.
Wendy arose and lifted Cherri from her stool and hugged her.
“I guessed this was coming. It was so obvious to me that you were more comfortable in the skin of Cherri than Steve whenever you came around here. Good on you girl. All the best. You know I love you like a daughter,” Wendy said.
“Yeah, I’ve even picked a name. I can’t grow old with the name ‘Cherri Pops’, so I’m going with Michelle. It’s an obvious choice given I was born Mike but I actually like it and it sounds sophisticated.”
“I’m going out today to buy some more appropriate day to day casual clothes. As much as I love dressing like this; I know its not how girls usually dress unless they are going out glammed up,” Cherri smiled.
“Oh I don’t know Cherri; I can’t tell you the last time I pulled on trousers and a T-shirt,” Wendy grinned.
“That’s because you never stop working. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you dressed in anything but a business suit except for a nightie when your ready for bed,” Cherri replied.
“Yeah well welcome to the ranks of womanhood. I’ll talk to you later about what its going to be like living full time as a woman. It’s not all sex, drugs and rock and roll,” she chuckled.
“I gotta go it’s nearly ten and I’ve got four other acts besides you guys to manage. Kick Panti in the arse when you get back from shopping and get her out of bed ready for this afternoon’s rehearsal please sweetie,” Wendy kissed Cherri on the cheek, picked up her handbag and made her way to the door.
Cherri poured another cup of coffee and drifted into deep thought. That cunt Tony had molested her girlfriend Panti. Admittedly Panti had confessed she quite liked her first time with a man but she was still coerced and Wendy had sacrificed her body for the good of the band. Again Cherri had heard Wendy’s squeals of delight when Tony fucked her but it was still blackmail.
She rummaged around the cupboards and found some aspirin and took four.
Panti was still asleep so she used Wendy’s ensuite bathroom to shower, clean her teeth and fix her hair.
Cherri took a deep breath. She’d been dressing with Panti for over a year now and was adept at makeup, clothes, walking and talking like a woman. She knew should could carry it off and likely pass in public. She’d made her debut on stage last night and now was the real test. Could she pass on the street?
She used Wendy’s makeup; not quire as heavy as stage makeup but still plenty of it, especially eye makeup. She used lots of eyeliner and mascara and picked a ruby-red lipstick. Her nails were still painted from last night. She sprayed herself with perfume.
She’d bought a change of underwear, black panties and matching bra. She slipped into these and brushed out her long blonde hair and then tied it in a ponytail. She rummaged in around in Wendy’s wardrobe and found a pair of slacks and a plain white blouse. Both a little big for her but she cinched the waist of the slacks and left the blouse hanging out and loose.
She dropped her heels and jewellery into a shoulder bag and rummaged around until she found a pair of flats.
She stopped in the kitchen and wrote Panti a note: ‘Gone shopping. See you at rehearsal, xxx Cherri’.
She finished her coffee, now gone cold, took a deep breath and stepped outside.
The day was bright and she put on her sunglasses. She checked out her reflection in the windows of the houses and the shops as she passed them and was delighted to see the reflection of casually dressed young girl out and about reflected back at her.
She turned a few heads, as any pretty young girl was likely to do, but her confidence grew.
Cherri stopped outside Debenhams department store and pushed down her hysteria at being out and about for the first time and stepped inside.
She had no intention of purchasing any day-to-day wear. She was on a mission and needed to be dressed appropriately. The procuring of jeans and T-shirts could wait another day.
She went straight to the lingerie department and browsed. She declined the offer of a young shop assistant to help her, she was happy to browse by herself thank you very much. There was so much to select from but she had an idea what she wanted and she found what she was looking for on a store mannequin.
Red boy-leg lace panties and matching bra. She knew her size and selected the items off the shelf. She selected a bra with B cups; she had no intention of stuffing the cups and although she fully intended to purchase breastforms, today would not be the day. She went to the hosiery section and selected a pair of black fifteen denier stay-up stockings.
Then she went over to ladies clothing and was a little intimidated at the selection. A middle aged shop assistant, plump but very attractive, came over and offered to help.
“I want something sophisticated but sexy,” she said.
The assistant eyed her up and down and smiled.
“You want to be noticed, but not trashy,” she nodded.
“Come this way.”
“If I was twenty years younger this is what I’d wear,” the assistant beamed.
“And I think this is your size.”
She handed Cherri a red skirt and jacket. The pencil skirt was short; very short and the jacket was long. The bottom of the jacket came only an inch above the hem of the skirt.
“You need a blouse. Try this,” she handed Cherri a simple cream satin blouse.
“If you wear the blouse open at the neck it will look great. If you dare to leave the second button open so you can just get peek of that lacy bra it will look magnificent,” she smiled at Cherri.
“I’m Stephanie, the supervisor of ladies apparel at Debenhams and if may be so bold as to say so you look lovely,” she gave genuine smile to Cherri.
“I’m guessing you’re new to this but don’t be afraid. Just be confident, you’re young, you’re beautiful and if I may say so you are very appealing.”
“You clocked me,” Cherri blushed.
“Honey I doubt anyone else would, but this isn’t my first rodeo. I’m happy to be of service to you. It’s refreshing to serve a delightful sophisticated lady like yourself rather than some of the, ahem…shall we say riff raff that come here to buy knickers and stockings that they will undoubtedly ruin in the confines of their bedrooms.”
Cherri laughed and Stephanie laughed politely with her. Stephanie had made Cherri feel comfortable.
“Come lets go to the fitting rooms and see what works and what doesn’t,” Stephanie led the way carrying the clothing.
“I propose you change into that lovely red underwear and those black stockings and try on the blouse, skirt and jacket over the top. Do you have heels or do we need to go to footwear?” Stephanie asked.
Cherri patted her shoulder bag.
There was no impropriety; Stephanie was completely professional. She left Cherri alone to change into her underwear and then she assisted Cherri change into the blouse skirt and jacket and then bought her out into the better light of the store and had Cherri stand in front of a full length mirror.
“If I may say so you look exceptional. Sophisticated but alluring,” Stephanie smiled.
“You mean sexy?” Cherri smiled.
“Decorum and store policy prevent me from saying so but yes,” Stephanie smirked.
“Those black heels are prefect but may I be so bold?” Stephanie undid Cherri’s ponytail and fanned out her hair.
“I’d gobble you up myself if was so inclined,” Stephanie beamed.
“Can I ask a favour?” Cherri grinned at Stephanie.
“Can I wear this out of here?”
“Darling let me snip the tags off everything and I’ll run them through the register. I’ll scan the packet that the stockings came in. If you want to go back in the fitting room and accessorise I’ll have it all done for you in a jiffy,” Stephanie said.
Cherri handed Stephanie her Barclays card.
“Ahem. I’ll pay for the items with this card but would you prefer the receipt in another name?” Stephanie asked.
“Yes. My name is Michelle Murphy,” she said confidently.
Back in the fitting room she put in her gold drop earrings, put a simple gold chain around her neck a gold bangle on each wrist. She slid a couple of rings on her fingers. It was all costume but good quality. She brushed out her hair and fixed her makeup.
“Fuck I look good!” she grinned in the mirror.
Stephanie returned with a receipt and huge Debenhams shopping bag.
“Pop your street clothes in here doll. And here’s a loyalty card in the name of Michelle Murphy,” she handed the card over.
Cherri was excited. The first document in the name of her new identity.
“One final request if I may?” Stephanie handed Cherri a flyer.
There was the picture of Panti and Cherri in matching red mini-dresses, and red heels standing side on, back to back, posing with their guitars, with their pretty faces turned towards the camera. Bob, Snoot and Phil stood beside them, arms folded.
On the top of the flyer was printed ‘Transvixen - Rock and Roll Covers – All Your Hard Rock Favourites’ and under that ‘Chelmsford Dance Hall – Fri to Sat – Concert starts at 7pm’. On the bottom was printed ‘Panti and Cherri Pops – Chicks With Guitars – Are they or aren’t they?’
“I’m Cherry Pops; you clocked me again,” Cherri smiled.
“My son was there yesterday. You will be pleased to know that he thought the concert was, ahem… ‘bitchin’. You may or may not be pleased to know that he wants to shag you both,” Stephanie said.
Cherri burst out laughing and so did Stephanie, they hugged each other briefly and then Stephanie led Cherri to the front of the store and handed her the shopping bag.
“You’re welcome back any time Michelle. And if I may so, you are delightful,” she kissed Cherri on the cheek.
Cherri blushed and sauntered out of the store and this time every head she passed turned in her direction.
She grinned as she strutted confidently down the street.
“Oh for fuck sake not another one!” Lucy screeched when Cherri burst through the door of the ante room to Tony’s office.
“I wanna see Mister Tony Carlotta,” Cherri announced.
“And who it this time? Another tranny from that rock band?” Lucy smacked her gum.
“Tell him Cherri Pops is here to see him.”
“Panti Pops, Cherri Pops…whose next…Lolly Pops?’ Lucy sneers.
“Well you can’t go in. You should have made an appointment; he’s meeting with Theo and Christopher Balzono. It’s very important and he’s not to be disturbed,” Lucy grins.
Cherri walks over to the door to Tony’s office with the intention of bursting in but it’s locked.
“Told ya!” Lucky smacks her gum joyfully.
Cherri turns and is about to give up when the intercom cackles.
“What the fuck Lucy! I told you I’m not to be disturbed,” Tony’s voice comes out of the tinny speaker.
“It’s another one of those trannies from the band. Say’s her name’s Cherri Pops can you believe,” Lucy speaks into the intercom and looks at Cherri like she’s a tramp.
Tony is about to conclude his business with Theo and Christopher Balzono; two thugs who run his prostitution and drug racket. They are sitting in chairs facing his desk.
“Hey. We got a few trans girls working for us?” Tony asks them.
“Yeah a couple. They do good business with a certain kind of clientele. Why Tony?” Chris asks.
“You gotta see this chick. She fronts a rock a band that I got a percentage of. There are two of them and I saw them last night at Chelmsford. The other chick gave me a blow job just so they could play last night. They’re fucking hot. What do you say? You wanna stick around; have some fun?” Tony grinned.
“If she’s as hot as you say why not?” Chris says shrugging his shoulders.
“Hey I got no place to be and I don’t mind fucking a tranny is she’s hot,” Theo added.
“Send in Miss Pops,” Tony barks into the intercom.
He stands and walks over and unlocks and opens the door.
Cherri gives Lucy the finger and prances into Tony’s office but loses all of confidence when she sees the other two men.
She stands just inside the doorway and the three men leer at her. Tony closes and locks the door.
“What can I do for you honey?” the shark grin appears yet again.
“I’d rather it be just you and me Mister Carlotta,” Cherri says softly.
“Nah. These guys are cool. How rude of me Cherri; please meet Theo and Chris, companions of mine.”
Chris and Theo leer at her; lust is evident on their faces.
“Well its kind of personal,” Cherri shuffles her feet.
“Personal like what? Like your girlfriend gave me a blowjob and your manager let me fuck her so you can keep playing my joint in Chelmsford. That kind of personal?” Tony circles the pretty T-Girl.
Cherri has lost her determination. This isn’t how she saw this going down. It was just supposed to be her and Tony.
“You come to bargain with me? You offering something for another night at the Dance Hall?” he grinned.
“Well I tell you what honey. I’ve had just about all the fun I can with you girls and I’m getting bored so I’ll make you a deal.”
“You get a full week at Chelmsford Dance Hall. That’s seven days from tomorrow; Wendy already paid for that, so to speak. So that’s two extra days. I take fifteen percent of the door and Wendy gets fifteen percent of the bar sales. Your tranny band is gonna make a mint…but I want my last bit of fun with you.”
“You be nice to me, Chris, and Theo and it’s a deal,” Tony grinned.
Chris and Theo look the pretty transvestite in the red suit up and down and nod appreciatively. The bulges in their pants give away their intentions.
Cherri had been timidly looking down at her shoes but she isn’t stupid. She knew that Tony could leave the door locked and the three men could do whatever they wanted with her. If she was going to give up her virginity she might as well make it count.
“I want it on paper and I want it now,” Cherri said defiantly.
“Dust off the contract for Chelmsford Dance Hall with Wendy Grayson. Extend it two days and fax copies to Wendy and to the Chelmsford Council offices,” Tony leaned over his desk and said into the intercom.
“And do it now!”
“Yes Mister Carlotta,” Lucy replied.
“Ok?” Tony grinned.
“Ok,” Cherri replied and braced for what was about to happen.
Tony stepped forward and pulled Cherri roughly into his arms. His mouth fell on hers with ravenous hunger; his tongue thrusting into her mouth. He crushed her hard against his thick body and Cherri could feel a huge bulge thickening through the material of his trousers. ‘My God,’ she thought; this is going to be appalling. She relaxed and allowed Tony to kiss and grope her.
Tony pushed Cherri backwards until she felt the couch against the back of her legs but Tony kept pushing her so that she was forced to sit down on the couch. Tony sat down next to Cherri and reached for her again. Cherri didn’t resist as Tony kissed her passionately, snuffling and groaning with lust.
She heard the soft scraping of chairs on the carpeted floor and opened her eyes and saw Theo and Chris setting up their chairs next to the couch so they could watch what Tony was doing to her. They intended to be an audience and witness her being debased at the hands of Tony.
Tony pulled Cherri sideways and she realised what he was trying to do. She allowed him to pull her onto his lap so that she was straddling him with her knees apart on either side of his thighs and her face level with his. He kissed her deeply and his hands slid under her skirt up her silky nyloned thighs and stroked her stocking tops as his breathing quickened.
He pushed against her shoulders forcing her face away from his. Cherri was now kneeling astride him, with her high heels hooked over the edge of the couch and her bottom perched on his knees. Tony held Cherri by her shoulders to keep her balanced; her skirt rode up to reveal the dark welts of her stocking tops.
“Take it out!” Tony growled.
Cherri understood what he wanted and knew that resistance was futile. She reached down and unzipped his trousers and unbuckled his belt. She struggled with the button at the top of his trousers but eventually popped it open; she rummaged in his underpants until her fingers found his massive hard cock and freed it. It sprang upright between them; the glans glistening in the dull light. It was at least eight inches long, sleek, circumcised; a brutal a weapon.
Cherri prayed silently as Tony let go of one of her shoulders and spat in his hand and coated his member with his spit.
“A little lube will ease the pain for her. I’ve decided to be kind,” Tony sniggered at Chris and Theo.
The graveness of the situation caused Cherri to become numb with shock and she was now just a puppet for these men to do with as they pleased. Her consciousness retreated and she became a compliant toy.
Tony thrust his hand back under Cherri’s skirt and entwined his fingers in the waistband of her boy-leg panties and pulled them down her thighs until they would move no further. He tore at the lacy garment until it fell down around her thigh; the ripped fragment of red satin panty contrasting with her black stockings. He pushed both hands under Cherri’s skirt and dug his fingers into her soft buttocks and lifted her bottom up clear of his thighs and pulled her forward.
Tony slowly lowered Cherri onto his stiff rampant cock until his glans nestled against her sphincter. He moved his hands onto her shoulders and pushed her down thrusting up with his groin at the same time.
Cherri screamed as Tony’s inadequately lubricated cock forced its way past the tight bud of her sphincter. It was the most intense pain she had ever felt. She had not told Panti, but Cherri had pushed dildos and vibrators inside herself before but they were always well lubricated. Tony’s cock felt like a red hot poker as it split her back passage.
Cherri bucked and tried to force the invading member from her rear entrance but Tony held her shoulders in a vice-like grip and pushed her down onto his lap.
“Stop struggling girly!” he hissed, “You know the deal!”
Cherri forced herself to relax and put her hands out and rested them on Tony’s shoulders so that she had more control of her lower body. She wriggled her backside until Tony’s cock was not causing quite as much pain and then she forced herself to slacken her sphincter muscles and slowly lowered herself. Tears of pain streamed down her face but she persevered and instead of fighting against Tony she used her own strength to control the rate at which his invading member entered her.
After a few minutes of suppressed agony and silent screams she was fully impaled on Tony’s shaft; her soft buttocks resting in his groin. Tony sighed as Cherri held herself still as she relaxed her internal muscles and allowed her anus to accommodate Tony’s swollen penis. Another beat passed and she was past the worst of the pain. She felt stuffed and invaded but the pain began to recede until it became a feeling of general uncomfortableness.
“Oh yeah baby; that’s nice and tight,” Tony sighed.
He pushed up with his groin and wriggled his hips swivelling his member around inside Cherri, loosening the tight grip of her anal muscles on his erection. Pre-seminal fluid was leaking the eye of his cock as he became more aroused and further lubricated his shaft and he began to slowly thrust his cock in and out of Cherri’s anus. Cherri held on to Tony’s shoulders and controlled the tempo as he began to fuck her.
The long slow strokes and the steady stream of pre-come was lubricating Cherri’s back passage and helped her to relax her internal muscles. Cherri got into the rhythm with Tony and now that the pain had gone she concentrated on getting this ravishment over with as soon as possible and with the least possible pain.
Theo opened his flies and freed his own erection and gently stroked it as he stared with voyeuristic pleasure as Tony fucked Cherri. The sight before him was highly titillating and the anticipation of participating in the sex was getting him extremely aroused.
Cherri was now quite comfortable sitting astride Tony while he slowly fucked her; the pain had subsided and although she still felt shamed and humiliated, in the dark recesses of her mind she realised that a scintilla of pleasure was starting to course through her body. She had adjusted herself so that Tony’s glans massaged her prostate as he thrust slowly in and out. Reflexively she was matching the pace of his thrusts and adjusted her position in his lap to take advantage of the stimulation.
Cherri opened her eyes and saw that Tony was leaning back on the couch; he no longer needed to physically force Cherri to participate in the fucking, so he had moved his hands to her thighs, stroking her stocking tops as she slowly humped up and down in his lap.
Theo stood and made his way over the couch and knelt on the over stuffed armrest. He proffered his erect penis at Cherri. Tony turned Cherri’s head towards Theo’s groin and she took his phallus in her mouth.
Now it was a matter of getting this over with as soon as possible. She trilled her tongue under the sensitive base of the Theo’s glans and she could feel his cock throb in her mouth every time she did. Theo placed his hand on Cherri’s head and eased her face back and forth in time with his thrusts. Theo’s short stubby cock was actually easy for Cherri to accommodate and she had no trouble breathing while she accepted his organ in her mouth and further stimulated it with her tongue.
Cherri was now fully engrossed in the sex and had to concentrate in order to coordinate pleasuring the two cocks simultaneously. She sucked on Theo’s cock and licked and slavered at his glans whilst maintaining a steady rhythm in concert with Tony’s fucking. Her anus had dilated enough so that she was able to lift her bottom up from Tony’s lap so that just his glans remained trapped by her sphincter and then she pushed down until the hilt of his shaft was buried deep inside her anus. The friction of his glans on her prostate and his shaft on her sphincter was now sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could no longer pretend to herself that she was not taking pleasure from the sex. She was still fearful and felt degraded but she couldn’t control the involuntary actions of her body as her excitement mounted.
Tony began to quicken the pace and Cherri matched him thrust for thrust. His crotch made loud slapping sounds as he slammed against her thighs and buttocks, Cherri fucked him back, timing her thrusts to meet his; Theo’s cock increased its tempo, sliding in and out of her painted mouth faster and faster as she sucked and slavered his erect member.
“Oh fuck I’m coming!” Tony groaned.
“Oh fuck I’m right there with you boss!” Theo moaned in reply.
Cherri felt her back passage flood as Tony jammed his cock deep inside her and pushed her down forcefully in his lap, squeezing her thighs painfully. He pushed up as stream after stream of his hot semen ejaculated inside her. Cherri could feel the viscous fluid filling her as Tony’s cock convulsed inside her. She was ashamed to admit to herself that she was secretly enjoying the fact that she had bought her first man to orgasm inside her.
“Take it you bitch! Take it!” Tony screamed as the last of his seed emptied into Cherri.
Cherri ground her buttocks down into Tony’s crotch, her anal muscles milking him of the last of his emission. Warm semen flooded her back passage and Tony’s glans pressed against her prostate in the final throes of ejaculation.
Cherri felt her own penis becoming erect as Theo began to come in her mouth. Cherri suckled his erect penis and coaxed out his orgasm and her mouth filled with creamy viscous semen.
Theo pulled his cock from her mouth as the last jets of ejaculate spurted from him and splashed Cherri’s face with semen. She gasped in surprise and degradation as Theo’s seed sprayed into her hair and splattered her face. Her eyes stung as the warm secretions mixed with her mascara and ran down her face. A few final spatters splashed on to her blouse and she felt it soaking through the satin material of her blouse onto her skin.
“Get off me you bitch! I don’t want no come covered tranny on top of me!” Tony said, struggling to push Cherri off his lap.
Chris had been sitting there masturbating watching the beautiful young tranny being used and now he wanted to get in on the action. He was very strong and he pulled Cherri to her feet, spun her around and tossed her back on the couch so that she ended up kneeling on the couch facing the wall.
Chris stepped in close behind Cherri and grabbed her ankles and spread her legs; Cherri’s soft white buttocks were fully exposed to him because her skirt was still rucked around her waist. A rivulet of Tony’s semen drizzled from her sphincter.
“At least she’s lubed up,” Chris laughed.
Chris stood between Cherri’s spread ankles and put his hands on her hips and pulled her back hard against him. He pushed forward with his hips and she felt his member nestle in her lubricated anal bud. He grunted and pushed forward with all his bodyweight and his shaft slid slowly and steadily inside Cherri’s tight back passage. His crotch slammed hard against her soft creamy buttocks and he ground his crotch in a circular motion against Cherri’s lovely soft derriere.
Cherri screamed as Chris’s cock forced its way inside her but there was no real pain. She was well lubricated and still dilated from the fucking she had received only minutes earlier. Chris’s member slid slowly but inevitably deeper and deeper inside her until she felt him pull her soft buttocks back hard against him; he gyrated his hips as he worked his turgid member around inside her back passage.
“Oh yeah baby I’m coming!!!!” Chris moaned as his orgasm coursed through his body.
Then Cherri felt the hot gush of semen deep inside her for the second in only minutes, as Chris emptied himself deep inside her.
Chris howled and shuddered as his orgasm peaked; he ground his hips harder against Cherri’s buttocks. Cherri was still semi-erect from her last fucking and as Chris’s glans pulsated and throbbed against her sensitive prostrate, splashing it with his hot seed, exquisite sexual pleasure pulse through her lower regions and her penis stiffened and ejaculated; her own semen dribbled down on to the couch. She couldn't suppress the pleasure she was feeling even though she felt utterly debased.
Chris pushed Cherri forward and pulled away from her and his cock exited her anus with an audible plop. The three thugs watched as trickles of semen seeped out of Cherri’s sphincter and ran down her thighs, soaking into her stocking tops.
“I always come quick when I do ‘em doggy style,” Chris sniggered and spanked Cherri on the buttocks.
“Thanks for the fuck honey!” Tony quipped and slapped her on the bottom.
“Here, you clean up and you two fuck off and get to work,” Tony tossed a box of Kleenex on the couch.
Cherri remained facing the wall while she dabbed at her blouse and wiped her bottom. She wiped her face and bunched up the Kleenex in a ball and dropped them on the couch while she adjusted her clothing. Her new red lacy panties were in tatters and she rummaged in the large carry back and found the black panties she had worn to Debenhams and slipped into them.
She realised how awkward this was for everyone as they adjusted their clothing but she heard Chris and Theo leave and turned her head and saw she was alone with Tony.
“You’re a good kid you know,” he patted her gently on the bottom.
“There’s a little bathroom through that door. Go use it to fix up your face and whatever,” Tony pointed to a door at the back of his office.
Cherri emerged ten minutes later, her makeup fixed, her hair brushed and her clothing rearranged. She’d wiped away as much as the semen as she could off her blouse and it was hardly noticeable on the cream fabric.
Tony had poured a couple of drinks and he was smoking a cigar. He pointed to a chair across from him and he pushed the tumbler of scotch towards Cherri. He lit her cigarette.
“I meant what I said. You are a good kid. Not many would put up with what you did to save their friends livelihood,” Tony raised his glass to her.
“Look I know I’m a fat old man but I really like you babe. I’m not going to stalk or harass you but if you should ever fancy spending some time with a rich old gangster…well you know,” Tony was actually blushing.
“You got the contract and its binding this time. No more fucking around it’s a good deal for all of us; good business. I saw the figures this morning.”
“And I promise, I really do, that I won’t tell Wendy what happened today. On my heart,” he made the sign of the cross.
“Thank you Tony. I’d prefer no one knew,” Cherri smiled at him.
“Ok gorgeous. Fuck off I got work to do and you’re a distraction,” he smiled at her.
Tony led Cherri to the door and bent and kissed her softly.
“I meant what I said about spending some time with me. Dinner, champagne, a show?” he grinned at her.
He politely put his arm around her shoulder as he led her to the ante room and kissed her on the cheek.
“Lucy! Get this young lady a copy of the contract you faxed to Wendy,” he bellowed.
Tony turned about and went back to his office and closed the door.
Lucy begrudgingly handed Cherri a copy of the contract.
“What did that cost you?” Lucy looked at Cherri with disdain.
“I’ll tell you what. Why don’t you join me for lunch in the café across the road and I’ll tell you,” Cherri smiled at Lucy.
“I don’t get off for another forty minutes,” Lucy lamented.
“That’s ok you can meet me there,” Cherri smiled.
“Try not to suck too many cocks when you come through the car park,” Cherri said bitingly and swaggered out of the office.
To be continued…
