"Admit it, slut! You want cock, don't you? Don't you?"

"Yesss! Yesss!" she screamed. "Pleeeeasse!"

"You'll get it, baby, don't worry," he sneered, tossing her away. She rolled several times before stopping, moaning and clutching her groin.

"Now get your skinny ass back into the house and the next time you try and leave you'll really feel it, whore!"

He stood up, glaring down at the blonde girl as she slowly pulled herself to her knees, her hands pulling her pants up as she rose to her feet. He bent and picked up the stick, holding it menacingly. She hurried forward, doing up her pants as she went.

Once back in the house Jones slammed the door and then grabbed her by the hair, jerking her back against him. His right hand slid around in front of her and cupped her titty, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.

"Now get your ass back into the kitchen and make me some more sandwiches, whore," he sneered. Then he spit in her face and shoved her towards the kitchen.

Chapter 2

Trembling in fear, Jessie made him several more sandwiches, then brought them out to him, wide eyed and fearful. He took them with a smug smile, sitting back on the couch as he bit off a giant bite from one. His eyes never left her as he ate, then he cleared his mouth a little and sniggered.

"Those pants are still too loose. Take em' off."

"Wha… wha… what?" she squeaked.

"Take off them pants. Fact', take off everything. I wanna see you naked."

"I… I have some money," she gulped.

"Sure you do. Rich girl like you. I'll get it later. Right now, take off your clothes."

"Please, please I'll do whatever you want… "she heard herself saying, detesting herself for her weakness, wanting to curse him but too frightened.