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Shannon stood there stunned for a moment before his orders kicked her into movement. The smell of his seed (for that must have been what it was) fill her nostrils and she rushed to grab the towels, wiping and scrubbing the bits of the white stuff from her breast, stomach and hips. She could feel his eyes on her, as if proud of the mess he had made. But in her mind, the man was a pig, and she really could not wait to take a bath and scrub the smell of him off of her body.

The skin where she had scrubbed took on a rosy hue, but she knew that within 30 minutes her skin would be back to its freckled paleness. She glanced in the mirror and saw her pale face, the freckles standing out. On one cheek was a fair sized bruise from where her dad had backhanded her, making her look somehow more fragile.

The last place she cleaned was the floor and as she stood up, Marcus pitched a dress at her. He didn't say anything and she didn't ask. She merely slid into the gown. With no underwear on, she felt so exposed. She could almost swear that the red hair at the apex of her legs was faintly visible through the silky material, as were her rosy nipples, but perhaps it was all in her mind.

She had to admit that the dress fit like it was made for her, and normally she would never be caught in something so daring.

Her hair spoiled the effect as she still had it tied back with the rubber band so she reach back and removed the elastic. Her hair fell around her shoulders in a red curtain. Shiny and slightly wavy, it would remind one of Veronica Lake were she around yet, as it curved over her right eye and a curl on the end circled where her right areola would be were she naked.

She waited to see if this was the look he wanted.

The dress
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He paused. Watching her clean herself up. He was by no means a virgin and had more than a fair share of experience with the ladies

But Shannon just fascinated him. He couldn't help but watch her move, her body calling to him, her supplicant nature was docile, but by no means broken. He wondered just how far he could push her

He watched her flesh jiggle, and turn a light red hue as she scrubbed his cum off of her body, she juggled delightfully

"Try this on" he said, tossing her a white dress once she was finally done cleaning.

He turned and grabbed his jacket. Taking a minute to look himself in the mirror and adjust his attire

When he turned back, she had the dress on and was fixing her hair. She was breath taking. Each side coming down her shoulder wrapped around each breast, showingbits full curve on her small frame. And the nieckline pljnged so low her tremendous cleavage was exposed almost to the point of her belly

Her nipples were barely visible, but he knew that if her nipples got hard, they would be easy to see

He turned her around, spinning her slowly and admired the shape of her ass as the dress spilled down her back

"Beautiful. And your hair covers up the bruise on. Your face

, you're a real doll" he told her as he walked to the door

"Come in. Let's go get a bite"

The he motioned her to lead the way, his eyes devouring her swaying hips as they left

He said some quick goodbyes to Bonnie then in just a few short minutes they were at a small Italian eatery. He walked in, and led her to a booth in the back

"They know your with me. Just order whatever you like. I gotta see somebody a minute. Just don't leave. I'm testing you, and your daddies gonna be the one to pay if you do" he told her as he shook a finger in her face threatening my. Then he turned and disappeared into the kitchen
 
She could tell by the look in his eyes that this was the dress he wanted her to wear. There was a gleam that scared her. She knew that she was not safe as long as she was under his thumb. But with the threat of harm to her dad, she really had no choice.

He had her lead the way back through the long hall of clothes. Luckily the length of the dress hid her shabby shoes, but with all the skin showing, she figured no one would notice.

In quick time, they stopped at an Italian eatery. They were really over dressed for such a place, but she wasn't about to point out that to him. He led her to a booth on back near the kitchen and told her to sit.

They know your with me. Just order whatever you like. I gotta see somebody a minute. Just don't leave. I'm testing you, and your daddies gonna be the one to pay if you do

She nodded and watched him head into the kitchen. A waiter came over and she asked for something with chicken in it. She didn't want to order anything too expensive, though lord knew he could afford it. Meanwhile, she nibbled on the breadsticks set out on the table. Before she knew it, her food was sitting in front of her and she realized how hungry she was.
 
Marcus smiled and joked with the cook and the owner, catching up, of course that got a little bossy about his 'date'. They would take turns peaking out of the door when waiters came through

Marcus had to admit though. They were right. She was unbelievably gorgeous. That dress made her almost irresistible. And tonight that was what he needed.

His boss had talked about being wronged by Scalini. So now Marcus was
Gonna make that right. First e would have to get Scalini distracted. And he new just the thing

"So buddy. I neeed to borrow that piece" he said. Asking Sal the owner for his gun

The joking stopped and things got serious. But Marcus didn't answer their questions. But in another 10 minutes he is the fun tucked away in his waist coat

He said his farewells then left the kitchen

Shannon was halfway through her chicken when he came out

"Alright darling. Let's go" he said as he offered a hand to help her up

And then he whisked her out of another establishment and back to the car

A quick 15 minute jaunt had then in the heart of down town.

He parked and stepped around, opening the door for her

"Now in here you need to do what I say when I say. If you don't things could go bad. If they go bad for me, they'll go bad for your dad. I mean it" he said eyeing her seriously as he wrapped an arm around her waist

"If I tell you to let these guys out there hands all over you, I better see nothing but smiles and giggles outta you" he told her

Then they stepped inside. The music was roaring, lights were playing all across the club

Without missing a beat, Marcus whisked her out onto the dance floor he had her moving and grooving. Working up a light sweat in no time. He hoped it would make the fabric of her dress cling closer to her skin and make the material more see through

As he dances with her he glanced down, smiling at how her full breasts wrestles against each strap of her top. Like twin watermelons in tiny hammocks. The material was taught and even in the low light he could see the slightly darker flesh of her nipple

His hands slid from her waist to her ass, pulling her against him, letting his leg slide between hers

"You're quite the dancer" he told her with a grin as he ground against her body
 
The chicken dish was delicious. She really didn't know what it was called but it sounded like some foreign language. It was chicken and pasta and some sauce. She had never had anything like it.

She wasn't quite through before Marcus came back out and told her it was time to go. He took her hand and led her back out to the car, driving back downtown, parking and coming around to let her out. He grabbed her by the waist and drew her close, whispering in her ear.

Now in here you need to do what I say when I say. If you don't things could go bad. If they go bad for me, they'll go bad for your dad. I mean it. If I tell you to let these guys out there hands all over you, I better see nothing but smiles and giggles outta you.

She understood what he meant. This man that her dad had basically sold her to was dangerous.

They stepped inside the establishment and there was music and dancing everywhere. This must be a speakeasy, with prohibition alcohol and bathtub gin. She had heard of these places.

Without even letting go of her, Marcus led her out on the dance floor. She had never danced before but all she had to do was follow him, the man's strong arms held her tight she could feel the dress barely holding herself together. She felt hot and sort of sweaty and her breast were bobbing and swinging behind the dress.

Marcus pulled her closer to him, his hand on her ass as he slipped his leg between hers.

You're quite the dancer

"Thank you." She thought it best to keep her mouth shut. Less likely to get in trouble.

The music was loud and the crowd seemed louder. It was hot in the place.
 
He spun her around, watching the dress lift up and expose some of her thighs, her prodigious chest jiggling with every step

Then he twirled her into his arms and dipped her back. He let his lips kiss the skin between her breasts as he held her in the dip for a moment

"Now let's get a drink" he said takin her to the bar

Each step he took he lifted her, making sure her steps were a little heavier, making her breasts bounce all the more.

He had seen them watching. Now to set the bait
 
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She was dizzy from the way Marcus was swinging her. His arms were strong and she was surprised when he dipped her back, draping her backwards over his arm. His breath tickled between her breast and the dress barely remained covering the rosy nipples as she felt his lips kiss her valley, her heart beating fast. The room was upside down for a second before he pulled her up and said.

Now let's get a drink

He jostled her around like a rag doll and she was thirsty. She could sure use some water.
 
They stepped up to the bar

"Let's have 2 bottles of suds and two fingers of gin" he said as he pulled her close, looking around the bar. He could see on if the boys at the end of the bar. It was Friday, there dad should be in the back. And the oldest brother upstairs.

"You sure are light on your feet Shannon"

Then the drinks showed up

"Now we drink all of this" he said as he gave her the glass
If gin," then we wash the taste down with this" he said as he gestured at the beer

"Drink it all" he told her with a smile as he put his hand on her thigh. His fingers feeling her soft skin through the thin fabric
 
He pretty much carried her by his side to the bar, his arm like a band on her waist and his hand tight on her. He said something to the man behind the counter, then placed his lips against her ear to be heard over the din.

You sure are light on your feet Shannon

"Thank you."

Glasses were placed on front of the two of them filled with some colored liquid in several of the glasses.

Now we drink all of this, then we wash the taste down with this

He placed the first glass in her hand and urged her to drink. She took a sip and stopped, coughing at the horrible taste.

Drink it all

One hand pressed the glass back to her lips, the liquid burning its way down her throat and warming her stomach. His other hand slid down to caress her thigh through the silky dress as it stuck to her sweaty skin. She could still smell his seed on herself, though it could have been her imagination. She felt as if he had marked her first thing, like the way a dog marks its territory, telling all the other dogs that this is his.

She finished the first glass and he put the next glass in her hands and made her start on it. This had a totally different taste and again she coughed before he urged her to continue.
 
He smiled as she drank it in

His hand working higher up her thogh

"Good right?" He asked with a grin as he looked into those emerald eyes. He smiled at her beauty

His eyes slid from hers down over
Her glistening skin. The top of her dress had a dangerous amount of cleavage exposed

He casually glanced around and could see that the scalini brother from upstairs had come down.

Marcus smile to himself

He let his hand slide up her thogh, over the flat of her stomach, then he let his finger slide over
The curve of one breast, his knuckle sliding over her nipple

"You ready to dance some more?"
 
The room was spinning as she finished the second glass he made her drink. It was so hot in here.

You ready to dance some more

The music was loud, the lights seemed to be blinding her, his arm strong around her, the room spinning like a toy top. She could almost feel the beat of the music on her skin. Marcus was up against her, his hand on her breast, the... Laughing... Music....
 
He hauled her out into the floor and began to dance with her. Her body moves with his but she seemed to be lost to the music. He let his hands slide over her. His fingers gliding over her breasts, diving over her hands

"Just like that. Just keep dancing" he told her as he searched the crowd. He saw the Scaloni brothers circling.

He twisted her around so her back was facing him. One of the scaling brothers was feeet away

Marcus slid his hand around her waist, then up, his fingers catching the ribbon of fabric that held back one of we perfect breadth. He slowly tugged at the material as his hips ground into he ass

He pulled
Korenand more, the full curve if her tit slipping free, then suddenly it bounced free. Her left breast swayed and jiggled, uncovered. Just then Marcus shifted dancing to the side, making it seem as though he had no idea

A he twists he saw the other scaling brother was behind him

"Just keep dancing. Dance until I come back for you" he said. And as he shifted away. Two short Italian men slid in. Or congrats from behind and grabbing her hips, while the other approached her head on, his body blacking the view of her breast from the crowd. And feeding his list



Marcus slipped to the back of the club, sliding up a small stairwell, deftly taking out one guard with a stiff pistol whip to the temple. Then he was up in the office

How do you hit the mob so they hurt?

In their pockets

He glanced
Out the one way mirror overlooking the little
Club

Shanking was began ground against by the brothers their hands were all over her. He could see that somehow both tits were free now

He quickly went to the lock box, grabbed a cushion off the sofa to muffle the shot and he short the hinge off the lock box.
 
Hand caressing her...music...there was a voice in her ear...strange accent that she didn't recognize...she frowned..."pretty lady"...hands and hands and hands...everywhere...lips on her breast...dance or dad gets it...spinning...someone laughed...bodies rubbing...against ...breasts...hands reaching down...ass...hands...rubbing...dance...
 
"Holy shit" he swore as he stuffed all the cash into his pants. He had picked up a special pair with long slender pockets lining the insides just for tonight when they stopped at the laundry spot

He peaked out the door, saw the guard was still out.

He hurried down the stairs and onto the dance floor




The
Avalon brothers were on either side
If her, her top was pulled to the outside and her jusicyntits were shimmering with sweat. His hands groped at her chest

He took her hand and had it ground over his swollen member, trapped in his pants

The other brother was holding her hips and grinding into her ass, his swollen pants gliding up and down the dress, driving between her sass cheeks


Marcus ducked his head down and swept in

He caught her by the arm and pulled

"Come on sis. You've had too much" he said loudly, pulling the big brother act and quickly dragging her behind him as he hurried for the door

Her top
Was still wide open and mouths gaped as the pair stumbled by, her pert pretty titties getting all kids of attention

He quickly headed outside
And tossed her into the car

Then punched the gas to get out of there

He looked
Over, and reached a hand out

He gently gripped an exposed
Breast

"You ok?"
 
Hands and...hot...her breast ached ...then a hand...grabbed her hand...then quiet ...cool air...she shivered...quiet...car engine?....laying down...cool leather on her cheek...on her back...on her shoulder...smell of gasoline...she laughed...dance or daddy dies...must be good...it's dark...and cool...and dark...hand on her breast...you ok?...you ok?...ok?..

She smiled as she lay on the front seat, cheek against the leather front seat while Marcus squeezed her breast.

"Okay!" She chirped quietly and fell asleep, her red hair spilling across the seat.
 
He drove her back to his house, his hand cupping and squeezing her full flesh

He pulled up to the house. He took a few
Minutes to put the dress back to rights, covering her breasts back up.

Then he slid out of the car, went to her side and picked her up. She was light as a feather

He took her up to his small apartment. Then took her to his bed and Kaye's her down

She looked amazing, sprawled out on his bed

"Shannon" he asked as he grabbed her leg and gently shook her. His hand slid up her leg further, slipping under the dress

"Shannon"
 
Shannon heard her name and opened her eyes. He was calling her name. Marcus. That was his name. Marcus. Mar cus...
"Yes sir?" Must be nice or dad gets hurt. She looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes. He was quite good looking, in a dangerous way. Blue eyes looked hard at her and she gave a lazy smile. His light brown hair was ruffled from his hat.

"Must be nice or dad gets hurt." Her voice was low and breathy.

She felt a hand slide up her leg and, without thinking, her leg moved to allow unrestricted movement
 
He looked into rose eyes as his hand slid up her thigg. His other hand slipped up her arm then to the dress and where it clipped together at her neck. He quickly undid the clasp Nd peeled the top back. Slowly exposing one breast. Then the other. He locked his lips as he eyes her pink nipples. Her legs had parted and his hand slid all the way up her thigh. He let his finger slide over the folds of her sex

She was fire and silk

His head dipped down and he wrapped his lips around one nipple, just as one thick finger slid inside of her silky sex
 
She didn't say a word as he exposed first one breast and then the other. As his lips kissed one nipple, her back arched, pressing it into his mouth.

A moan left her lips as his finger slipped over the folds between her legs, finding heat and wetness. Her eyes were open but they focused on nothing. As he slid his finger in, and she gave a gasp as it bumped the internal barrier. But she did not scream or cry out.

As he sucked the pink nipple, it popped out and was a dark rosy color, now swollen and wet with his saliva. Her hands reached out to her side, clutching the bedding.

"Marcus". It was soft, a whisper in the room, and he almost didn't hear it.
 
He felt her giving into him. Her body arching. Her breast pressing into his mouth and his tongue flickered and swirled over the rosey red nipple

His finger slowly pumped in and out of her pussy, faster and deeper pushing more into her as he grew hard and hungry

His lips releasing one breast to kiss and suckle his way over o her other bare breast as his thumb slopes up to caress the mound of flesh over her sweet mound, feeling the heat of her body beneath him
 
The alcohol was wearing down and yet it had her still wrapped up, like some precious vase wrapped in excelsior in her own crate. Something felt so good, and she didn't know what it was.

It felt hot and soft. Her body flushed as something between her legs made her breath catch and she moaned. She didn't know how to stop it, or make it go faster and longer.

Her other breast felt plumped up by his lips. Her lips parted and her pink tongue peeked out to lick her lips.
 
He shifted. His cock aching in his pants, the throbbing member being called by her flesh. He used one few hand to unbutton and unzip his pants. Fumbling around briefly until he got his pants to drop to the floor.

His cock sprang free

His mouth was still Hungrily devouring her breasts, licking and suckling from one to the other. He licked and suckled The soft flesh, full mounds, freckles all of her.

His hips moved, her mouth calling to him as he stretched over
Her

One hand reaching to her seething pussy. And as he moved around, his rigid cock slid along her arm and then her cheek. He let her breast slip free from his lip then he smiled as the head of his cock slid over to her sultry lips
 
She licked her lips and tasted something different, something new. Salt and cream. She didn't know what it was. Salt and cream. Her tongue slipped out and touched something hard and soft.

Her body felt hot and wet, aching and needy. The skirt from the dress seemed to wrap around her legs. And yet something else wrapped around her, pulling her apart.

She's was hot again and her hands reached for the dress.
 
Her body was fighting for more. He could see it as her hands writhed at her dress. He smiled, shifting his hips, her let the head of his cock slide over her luscious lips.

He let his finger slide free from her pissy. Letting it slide up and down her lips. Slow long strokes that he timed with his hips, his cock sliding over her lips. His hand freed to slowly tease circles around her pert pink nopples
 
Her mouth opened as something slid between those lips. She fought to focus on what it was begging for her attention. But the gauzy film refused to let her eyes see. So she lay back and accepted it.

Her breast ached as the air cooled them and still something commanded her attention as it slid deeper in her mouth.

She felt a new urgency on her sex. There was a need. A need that she could not stop.
 
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