Josie pulled something out of a pocket and Zelda shuddered when she saw what it was. A small straight razor. Josie opened the razor and showed Zelda the four-inch blade.

"You just do whatever Josie wants," the brunette said. "Either that or I slice your nipples off and stuff them up your nostrils." She suddenly pulled the gag out of Zelda's mouth. "Do you understand me?"

Zelda made a gurgling noise. "What do you want?"

Josie chuckled and lay the razor flat on one of Zelda's tits. "Just a good time, honey. You gave me a hard time when I worked for you and now you'll give me a good time to even us out."

"I'll give you money if you let me go." Josie laughed. "You hear that, Malcolm? The lady wants to give us money." She pulled at one of Zelda's nipples and held the razor near it. "Money's not the point, baby. I don't need your stinking money." Her fingers released Zelda's nipple and now her hand moved down over Zelda's belly to cup Zelda's cunt-bush. "Nice little cunt-bush." Zelda tried keeping her legs closed, but Josie threatened her with the razor. "Open tern," Josie said. "That's the girl. Let's have some hospitality here." She snickered. "She's got a big clit. You didn't tell me that, Malcolm."

"I figured you'd have a surprise," Malcolm said.

Josie stroked the shaft of Zelda's clit and smiled at her. "The Arabs cut them off. One little flick of a razor and it's all gone."

Zelda trembled. "Please let me go. We'll just forget the whole thing. I won't do anything to make trouble for you."

"I know you won't, honey. Oh, here we are, I think that little prick down there is waking up."

Zelda groaned. A sudden rage came over her.

"Damn you, get your filthy hands off me. You're both pigs!"