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> I have paused in my writing for only a moment, as
Joey has called me to attend to him. I am glad he wants me,
and not my wife or one of my darling children. What is it
this time?
> The magnificent Latino teenage stud is in the
bathroom, getting ready for
>a date. At nineteen, he is a total thing of beauty. Smooth
brown body, well
>muscled abs and pecs. Fully pouty brown nipples. Beautiful
sculpted arms. And then of course that dick. I have never
in my thirty two years seen a
>dick like that. I have seen photos on the internet,
photos I thought were
>doctored, but never a dick like that in reality. Right now
it hangs only
>half hard, over eight inches long and as thick as my
wrist. The balls are
>fat and full. I have come to know that dick well in the
last few weeks. So
>has the rest of my poor family, and it's all my fault.
> "Fuckface, I just took a shit and you are out of
toilet paper. Come here and lick my ass clean!" He says it
casually as he says everything. He seldom needs to lose his
temper or yell. We obey his every wish. We have no choice
any more. He turns and presents the muscular brown globes
of his magnificent ass to me. And as I move in, my tongue
wiggling out of my mouth
>as he likes it, I reflect back on how it all started and
on the horrors we have endured.
> My name is Kirk Jenson, and I am a Baptist Minister,
and I think a good
>one. I have a wonderful congregation and my life was
comfortable and happy.
>I have a beautiful wife named Ellie and two adorable
children, Josh,
>fourteen and Sara, thirteen. They are well behaved and
leaders in their
>Bible lasses. I have only one dark secret in my life about
which I will tell
>you in a moment, and that secret spelled my downfall and
the destruction of my perfect family. But first...
> Ellie was cautious but kind. "I know you want to do
this out of Christian charity, Kirk, but do you think it
wise. I mean, the boy was sent to prison or reform school
or whatever they call it for raping a little girl. A very
little girl!" She was in the prime of life, a beautiful
woman of thirty-two, and you'd never guess she given birth
twice. She looked almost a teen herself.
> "Ellie, the boy paid his debt to society and is
reformed. If we don't
>give him a chance, what kind of Christians are we? Where
can he get a second chance at life. They say he is cured
and fit to re-enter society. I've talked to him, and
although his language is of the street, he is truly
>repentant for his crimes and wants to make a new life for
himself."
> "I understand that, and I sympathize. But Sara is
thirteen. That is such
>an impressionable and delicate age for a young girl. It is
difficult enough
>to go through that time without having a nineteen year old
boy living with
>you and looking at you. Who knows what her presence might
do to him."
> "Ellie, how can he go into life if everyone is afraid
of how he will feel the moment he is with girls? Some
people are saying that that girl who was
>raped was you know...asking for it."
> "Kirk Jenson, you should be ashamed of yourself. She
was not even a teenager yet, she didn't even have breasts.
I doubt she knew what sex was.
>And he raped her five times over two days. He, and I hate
to say this, but
>he stretched her lower parts so badly she had to undergo
surgery."
> "Still, they say he is fine now and needs a chance.
That's why they asked us."
> "And what about Josh. He is at that impressionable age
of fourteen. You know how boys that age look up to other
boys as idols and role models. I should hate to think he
would begin to emulate a Latino Street thug."
> "Ellie, his model is the Lord Jesus Christ. That
should be good enough
>for you. Would Jesus turn this boy away?"
> And so we took him in. He was a handsome devil, I must
say. He almost
>always wore a baseball cap of one color or another. He
had dark flashing
>eyes and a baby smooth face. His mouth had a rather cruel
expression on it
>which made him more handsome but was somewhat daunting. He
didn't speak particularly well, and I thought the excellent
grammar of our own children might teach him something. He
was shy, amazingly so for a muscular hunk his
>age, but I guess he got that from his two years as a guest
of the state. He sometimes stammered and looked at the
floor when he spoke. He shuffled a bit
>and chewed his full lower lip. We all took to him at once,
and I could see that Sara thought he was really handsome,
which of course he was. She batted
>her eyes and flirted every so slightly, and then when he
spoke to her, she smiled and got red in the face and often
giggled. Josh thought our house
>guest was just plain "Neat" and said so over and over.
Josh and Sara are both somewhat sheltered being a
preacher's children and all.
> After giving the boy four days to settle down in his
own room and to
>adjust to our lifestyle, Ellie insisted on having a talk
with him.
> I could see her eyes traveling up and down his muscular
body, sizing up his personality. If her eyes lingered on
the huge lump in his jeans, it was
>only because she knew that he had committed a sin with
that instrument and she was wondering if he was truly
changed.
> "Joey, do you like it here? Are you comfortable?" She
asked, sliding a
>cup of tea over to the boy across the coffee table.
> "Yes Mum." He said shyly. I don't know where he got the
"Mum" from but it was charming. I smiled in spite of
myself. He kind of poked at the cup with
>one of this thick forefingers. He really was a muscular
dude." I ain't never had a real home or family. My life has
been totally fucked up to now, and I
>am grateful to be here with you and the pastor."
> He flashed his eyes at her and smiled to show his
beautiful even white teeth. He could have been a fashion
model.
> "We don't say that word in our house, Joey," my wife
cautioned.
> "Huh? What word? Oh, you mean fuck? Sorry." Joey
squirmed on the couch. I didn't want to make him
uncomfortable.
> "We understand if you slip once in a while at first. We
know where you have been, you used that word all the time."
I smild.
> "Every other fucking sentence. Oh, sorry."
> "It's just that we don't like our children to hear it.
Now, Joey, I need to ask you this, and I am so sorry to
bring up bad memories, but are you
>truly sorry for you sins and for the bad things you did?"
My wife pressed the issue.
> He leaned in toward my wife, his face really close to
hers. He whipped off his baseball cap and held it in his
hands. " I am so fucking sorry. I
>never meant to fuck that little cunt, honest. Shit, I
don't even like pussy
>that young. I mean all she had was a fucking little slit,
no titty mounds yet and no developed cunt. But she was such
a fucking cocktease."
> I couldn't believe the words pouring out of his mouth
and neither could
>Ellie. She seemed hypnotized by his explanation.
> "I mean, honest to God Missus. I was cutting their
lawn, you know, doing
>yard work for them, and the little twat kept saying how
handsome my chest
>was. You know, I didn't wear a shirt cause it was summer
and hot and all. And I would sweat. And she kept watching
me and saying how smooth and
>beautful my chest was. I got a nice chest..." With that,
he unbuttoned the
>stripped shirt he wore and revealed his brown, smooth
chiseled chest and his big full nipples. His nipples were
like erasers. The titty tips stood out from the brown nubs,
and I couldn't help but feel they must be irritated a
>lot rubbing against the material of his shirt. They were
as large as a
>woman's nipples, yet there was nothing unmanly about them.
The boy's face however had a sensuality about it that was
almost feminine, but cruelly so.
> " So this little bitch, I mean girl, sorry, she kept
staring at my tits while I cut the lawn. She would like
lick her lips, you know how little
>cunts do when they are secretly asking to be fucked? You
know, I mean young cunt. The kind that everyone says is too
young to even know anything about
>sex, but you just know from the way that they look at you
that their pussies are dripping for dick!"
> My wife's bosom was rising and falling with labored
breathing. Her eyes
>were glued to the boy's chest and the large nipples riding
his pecs. I could see she was feeling sorry for the
misguided youth. He opened his shirt more
>so that she could see his entire chest. He licked his
lips and went on.
?"So I was trying to behave, honest to God. I would jerk
off five or six times a day, just so's I would not get a
hard dick in front of the little
>slut. But she wanted it so bad. And one day I was sitting
having a coke,
>sweating like a fucking stallion in heat, and she comes
over and she put out
>a hand and she pinched one of my nipples like this." He
raised one hand and twisted and pulled at one brown teat.
It stuck out like an eraser. I heard
>Ellie gasp and hold her breath.
> "I know now that she needs to be fucked. I understand
what they say about her being too young to fuck and how it
could fuck up her insides and all,
>but she needed and wanted my big brown cock. I know I got
a monster cock.
>All the kids at school made fun of me. They said I could
never even fuck
>cunt cause my prick was too fucking big and maybe I should
go queer, but fuck that. I showed them. I fucked every girl
in the eighth grade who was worth fucking, whether they
wanted to do it or not. I just made them, just
>to prove my cunt stretcher could do it. And that was when
I was not even fully grown yet. I was only nine inches back
then."
> I should explain that I have a six and a half inch
cock, and feel quite
>normal and comfortable with that. I can well imagine how a
boy in the eighth grade with a nine inch dick must suffer.
The Lord tests us in strange ways.
> Ellie looked from the boy's chest down to the unsightly
lump in his jeans.
> "So yeah, my sin was that the little cunt couldn't
really take me, but I forced it into her anyway. I mean,
she wanted it and all, I could tell, even
>though she kept crying and saying take it out. They all do
that. That is just bullshit. They want it, you can tell by
their eyes. I mean, I think most cunts want cock from about
nine or ten on. By the time they are
> thirteen like Sara, they are thinking about dick all
the fucking time. So
>I was trying to help the little bitch out. I mean she has
no right to go around cockteasing like that." With one hand
he reached down and re-arranged
>the growing lump in his pants. He looked at the tea cup.
> "I know I did wrong. I should have fucked her once and
let her go. But I was horny and got carried away, so I
locked her in the garden shed and I fucked her over and
over. The court says five times, but she don't remember
>correctly. She was in shock I guess. I fucked her eight
times in the cunt and four times in the asshole. And I made
her suck my dick for hours.I know her pussy and asshole
were stretched all to hell, but I can't help that. I
>really hope that the surgery gets her cunt back to a
normal size. Pastor
>Jenson...Mrs. Jenson...I am truly sorry for what I done,
and I want to assure you that I have been totally reformed.
I know now that it is a sin to
>fuck cunt that young, even if their pussies are dripping
and they are asking for it. I want to be a better person."
> We sat in silence for a few moments.
> "Well, thank you Joey, for that heartfelt and honest
confession. We like you and want you to feel like part of
our family." My wife smiled at him.
>And he smiled back at her and his eyes burned with an
inner fire that must have been gratification.
> So things got off to a really great start. Joey made
himself at home.
>He often walked around the house in just white briefs,
scratching his naked stomach and his balls. I had to remind
him that he was no longer in an all
>male environment and that my daughter was a sensitive
girl. I caught her several times staring at him. It was
hard not to stare. His balls and cock
>looked so huge in his underpants. I actually felt sorry
for him.
> He also started to hang around with Josh a great deal,
which I thought was
>wonderful for our son. The boy had led a rather sheltered
life. Now he was learning to enjoy urban music and watching
films with Joey. I didn't care
>for the language in some of the songs, but I am not a
prude, and I know that kids today are exposed to many
things. I was trying to teach my son about some of that
myself in fact. I stopped outside Josh's room one
>day and heard some song that he and Joey were listening
to. The lyrics were as follows:
> "Fuck that bitch and stretch her gash.
> Rape her ass and rip that snatch/
> If her brother gives you sass,
> Fuck that fucker in the ass.
> Fuck her mother, fuck her dad
> Make her pussy hurt real bad.
> Fill her belly with a brat
> fuck her brother where he sat.
> Make their lives fucking obscene
> Breed her before she turns thirteen
> Make her brother suck your dick
> Drink you spooge 'til he gets sick.
> When he pukes it on the floor,
> Make him lick it up and drink some more."
>
> As I say, I am not a prude, but I did think this was
going a bit far. Oh it's only a popular song, you will say,
and I know that, but my son is a
>sensitive boy, rather immature for his age. So I opened
the bedroom door to see Joey dressed in only his tiny white
underpants seated on the bed with
>my son with one arm slung around the boy's neck. They were
kind of bouncing on the bed and reading the lyrics in the
cd booklet. My son looked so happy.
>He is a really handsome boy and I love him dearly.
> "Ah, Joey, could you turn that off for just a sec.
ugh, thanks. I, I don't want to appear unreasonable, but I
don't think...I really don't think
>those song lyrics are appropriate for my son."
> "Awwww, Dad!" Josh made his Awww, Dad face about ten
times a day..it goes with his age.
> "This is a big hit in the city Mr. J." Joey looked up
at me and scratched his big nuts. My God, he is handsome.
> "Be that as it may, it is not a big hit in the home of
a Baptist Minister.
>I hope you can understand that. So we will refrain from
that kind of music.Is that clear?"
> Joey stood up, his prick pushing out the front of his
underpants. And I
>saw my son gaze at it with interest. Joey lifted one arm
and scratched one
>dark haired armpit.
> "Is that so? And what about the kiddie porno sites I
found on your
>computer? Is that off limits for us too?" he smiled at me
like a little boy.
> I saw my son's jaw drop. He looked at up at me.
> I told you about my one dirty little secret. Most
people have them. One little dark corner in an otherwise
bright life. Mine was my habit of
>surfing porno sites and collecting photos of very young
girls and boys. OH I
>know it's a sin. But I would never actually do anything
bad to anyone..I hope you believe that. Unless I was forced
to. I would never actually want
>to hurt a child. I look at the children in my congregation
and a warm feeling fills my body. I love the children. But
fantasy and reality are two
>different things, and I have this fantasy curiosity. I
don't know, maybe that's why I took Joey in in the first
place. Because he crossed the line.
>But anyway, at that moment, when I found out he knew my
secret, had walked
>in my office when I was on-line and gone out again just as
quietly, at that moment, I knew that we, all of us, were at
Joey's mercy. Joey would call the
>shots in our house from now on. And he knew it too! And
that's when the nightmare began.
>
> I have
paused in my writing for only a moment, as
Joey has called
me to attend to him. I am glad he wants me,
and not my wife or one of my darling children.
What is it
this time?
> The
magnificent Latino teenage stud is in the
bathroom, getting ready for
>a
date. At nineteen, he is
a total thing of beauty. Smooth
brown body, well
>muscled
abs and pecs. Fully pouty brown nipples. Beautiful
sculpted arms. And then of course
that dick. I have never
in my thirty two years seen a
>dick
like that. I have seen
photos on the internet,
photos I thought were
>doctored, but
never a dick like that in reality. Right now
it hangs only
>half hard,
over eight inches long and as thick as my
wrist. The balls are
>fat
and full. I have come to
know that dick well in the
last few weeks. So
>has the rest
of my poor family, and it's all my fault.
> "Fuckface, I just took a shit and you are out of
toilet paper. Come here and lick my ass
clean!" He says it
casually as he says everything. He seldom needs to
lose his
temper or yell. We obey his every wish. We have no
choice
any more. He turns and presents the muscular
brown globes
of his magnificent ass to me. And as I move in,
my tongue
wiggling out of my mouth
>as he likes
it, I reflect back on how it all started and
on the horrors we have endured.
> My name is
Kirk Jenson, and I am a Baptist Minister,
and I think a good
>one. I have a wonderful congregation and my life was
comfortable and happy.
>I have a
beautiful wife named Ellie and two adorable
children, Josh,
>fourteen and Sara, thirteen. They are well behaved and
leaders in their
>Bible lasses.
I have only one dark secret in my life about
which I will tell
>you in a
moment, and that secret spelled my downfall and
the destruction of my perfect family. But first...
> Ellie was
cautious but kind. "I know you want to do
this out of Christian charity, Kirk, but do you
think it
wise. I mean, the boy was sent to prison or
reform school
or whatever they call it for raping a little
girl. A very
little girl!" She was in the prime of life, a
beautiful
woman of thirty-two, and you'd never guess she
given birth
twice. She looked almost a teen herself.
> "Ellie,
the boy paid his debt to society and is
reformed. If we don't
>give him a chance, what kind of Christians are we? Where
can he get a second chance at life. They say he
is cured
and fit to re-enter society. I've talked to him,
and
although his language is of the street, he is truly
>repentant for
his crimes and wants to make a new life for
himself."
> "I
understand that, and I sympathize. But Sara is
thirteen. That is such
>an
impressionable and delicate age for a young girl. It is
difficult enough
>to go through
that time without having a nineteen year old
boy living with
>you
and looking at you. Who
knows what her presence might
do to him."
> "Ellie,
how can he go into life if everyone is afraid
of how he will feel the moment he is with
girls? Some
people are saying that that girl who was
>raped was you know...asking for it."
> "Kirk
Jenson, you should be ashamed of yourself. She
was not even a teenager yet, she didn't even
have breasts.
I doubt she knew
what sex was.
>And he raped
her five times over two days. He, and I hate
to say this, but
>he stretched
her lower parts so badly she had to undergo
surgery."
> "Still,
they say he is fine now and needs a chance.
That's why they
asked us."
>
"And what about Josh.
He is at that impressionable age
of fourteen. You know how boys that age look up
to other
boys as idols and role models. I should hate to
think he
would begin to emulate a Latino Street thug."
> "Ellie,
his model is the Lord Jesus Christ. That
should be good enough
>for
you. Would Jesus turn
this boy away?"
> And so we took
him in. He was a handsome devil, I must
say. He almost
>always wore a
baseball cap of one color or another. He
had dark flashing
>eyes and a
baby smooth face. His mouth had a rather cruel
expression on it
>which
made him more handsome but was somewhat daunting. He
didn't speak particularly well, and I thought the
excellent
grammar of our own children might teach him
something. He
was shy, amazingly so for a muscular hunk his
>age, but I
guess he got that from his two years as a guest
of the state. He sometimes stammered and looked
at the
floor when he spoke. He shuffled a bit
>and chewed
his full lower lip. We all took to him at once,
and I could see that Sara thought he was really
handsome,
which of course he was. She batted
>her eyes and
flirted every so slightly, and then when he
spoke to her, she smiled and got red in the face
and often
giggled. Josh thought our house
>guest was
just plain "Neat" and said so over and over.
Josh and Sara are
both somewhat sheltered being a
preacher's children and all.
> After giving
the boy four days to settle down in his
own room and to
>adjust to our
lifestyle, Ellie insisted on having a talk
with him.
> I could see
her eyes traveling up and down his muscular
body, sizing up his personality. If her eyes
lingered on
the huge lump in his jeans, it was
>only because
she knew that he had committed a sin with
that instrument and she was wondering if he was
truly
changed.
> "Joey,
do you like it here? Are you comfortable?" She
asked, sliding a
>cup
of tea over to the boy across the coffee table.
>
"Yes Mum." He
said shyly. I don't know where he got the
"Mum"
from but it was charming. I smiled in spite of
myself. He kind of poked at the cup with
>one of this thick forefingers. He really was a muscular
dude." I ain't never had a real home
or family. My life has
been totally fucked up to now, and I
>am grateful
to be here with you and the pastor."
> He flashed
his eyes at her and smiled to show his
beautiful even white teeth. He could have been a
fashion
model.
> "We
don't say that word in our house, Joey," my wife
cautioned.
>
"Huh? What word? Oh,
you mean fuck? Sorry." Joey
squirmed on the couch. I didn't want to make him
uncomfortable.
> "We
understand if you slip once in a while at first. We
know where you have been, you used that word all
the time."
I
smild.
>
"Every other fucking sentence.
Oh, sorry."
> "It's
just that we don't like our children to hear it.
Now, Joey, I need
to ask you this, and I am so sorry to
bring up bad memories, but are you
>truly sorry
for you sins and for the bad things you did?"
My wife pressed
the issue.
> He leaned in
toward my wife, his face really close to
hers. He whipped off his baseball cap and held it
in his
hands. " I am so
fucking sorry. I
>never meant
to fuck that little cunt, honest. Shit, I
don't even like pussy
>that
young. I mean all she had
was a fucking little slit,
no titty mounds yet
and no developed cunt. But she was such
a fucking cocktease."
> I couldn't
believe the words pouring out of his mouth
and neither could
>Ellie. She
seemed hypnotized by his explanation.
> "I
mean, honest to God Missus. I was cutting their
lawn, you know, doing
>yard work for
them, and the little twat kept saying how
handsome my chest
>was. You
know, I didn't wear a shirt cause it was summer
and hot and all. And I would sweat. And she kept
watching
me and saying how smooth and
>beautful my chest was. I got a nice chest..." With
that,
he unbuttoned the
>stripped
shirt he wore and revealed his brown, smooth
chiseled chest and his big full nipples. His nipples
were
like erasers. The titty
tips stood out from the brown nubs,
and I couldn't help but feel they must be
irritated a
>lot
rubbing against the material of his shirt. They were
as large as a
>woman's
nipples, yet there was nothing unmanly about them.
The boy's face
however had a sensuality about it that was
almost feminine, but cruelly so.
> " So
this little bitch, I mean girl, sorry, she kept
staring at my tits while I cut the lawn. She would
like
lick her lips, you know how little
>cunts do when
they are secretly asking to be fucked? You
know, I mean young cunt. The kind that everyone
says is too
young to even know anything about
>sex, but you
just know from the way that they look at you
that their pussies are dripping for dick!"
> My wife's
bosom was rising and falling with labored
breathing. Her eyes
>were glued to
the boy's chest and the large nipples riding
his pecs. I could see
she was feeling sorry for the
misguided youth. He opened his shirt more
>so
that she could see his entire chest. He licked his
lips and went on.
?"So I was trying to behave, honest to
God. I would jerk
off five or six times a day, just so's I would not get a
hard dick in front of the little
>slut. But she wanted it so bad. And one day I was
sitting
having a coke,
>sweating like
a fucking stallion in heat, and she comes
over and she put out
>a hand and
she pinched one of my nipples like this." He
raised one hand and twisted and pulled at one brown
teat.
It stuck out like
an eraser. I heard
>Ellie gasp and hold her breath.
> "I know
now that she needs to be fucked. I understand
what they say about her being too young to fuck
and how it
could fuck up her insides and all,
>but she
needed and wanted my big brown cock. I know I got
a monster cock.
>All the kids
at school made fun of me. They said I could
never even fuck
>cunt cause my
prick was too fucking big and maybe I should
go queer, but fuck that. I showed them. I
fucked every girl
in the eighth grade who was worth fucking,
whether they
wanted to do it or not. I just made them, just
>to prove my
cunt stretcher could do it. And that was when
I was not even
fully grown yet. I was only nine inches back
then."
> I should
explain that I have a six and a half inch
cock, and feel quite
>normal
and comfortable with that.
I can well imagine how a
boy in the eighth grade with a nine inch dick
must suffer.
The Lord tests us
in strange ways.
> Ellie looked
from the boy's chest down to the unsightly
lump in his jeans.
> "So
yeah, my sin was that the little cunt couldn't
really take me, but I forced it into her anyway. I
mean,
she wanted it and all, I could tell, even
>though she
kept crying and saying take it out. They all do
that. That is just bullshit. They want it, you
can tell by
their eyes. I mean, I think most cunts want cock
from about
nine or ten on. By the time they are
> thirteen
like Sara, they are thinking about dick all
the fucking time. So
>I was trying
to help the little bitch out. I mean she has
no right to go around cockteasing
like that." With one hand
he reached down and re-arranged
>the
growing lump in his pants.
He looked at the tea cup.
> "I know
I did wrong. I should have fucked her once and
let her go. But I was horny and got carried
away, so I
locked her in the garden shed and I fucked her over
and
over. The court says five times, but she don't
remember
>correctly. She was in shock I guess. I fucked her eight
times in the cunt and four times in the asshole.
And I made
her suck my dick for hours.I
know her pussy and asshole
were stretched all to hell, but I can't help
that. I
>really hope
that the surgery gets her cunt back to a
normal size. Pastor
>Jenson...Mrs.
Jenson...I am truly sorry for what I done,
and I want to assure you that I have been
totally reformed.
I know now that
it is a sin to
>fuck cunt
that young, even if their pussies are dripping
and they are asking for it. I want to be a
better person."
> We sat in
silence for a few moments.
> "Well,
thank you Joey, for that heartfelt and honest
confession. We like you and want you to feel like part
of
our family." My wife smiled at him.
>And he smiled
back at her and his eyes burned with an
inner fire that must have been gratification.
> So things
got off to a really great start. Joey made
himself at home.
>He often
walked around the house in just white briefs,
scratching his naked stomach and his balls. I had to
remind
him that he was no longer in an all
>male
environment and that my daughter was a sensitive
girl. I caught her several times staring at him.
It was
hard not to stare. His balls and cock
>looked so
huge in his underpants. I actually felt sorry
for him.
> He also
started to hang around with Josh a great deal,
which I thought was
>wonderful
for our son. The boy had
led a rather sheltered
life. Now he was learning to enjoy urban music
and watching
films with Joey. I didn't care
>for the
language in some of the songs, but I am not a
prude, and I know that kids today are exposed to
many
things. I was trying to teach my son about some of
that
myself in fact. I stopped outside Josh's room one
>day and heard
some song that he and Joey were listening
to. The lyrics were as follows:
> "Fuck
that bitch and stretch her gash.
> Rape her ass
and rip that snatch/
> If her
brother gives you sass,
> Fuck that
fucker in the ass.
> Fuck her
mother, fuck her dad
> Make her
pussy hurt real bad.
> Fill her
belly with a brat
> fuck her
brother where he sat.
> Make their
lives fucking obscene
> Breed her
before she turns thirteen
> Make her
brother suck your dick
> Drink you spooge 'til he gets sick.
> When he
pukes it on the floor,
> Make him
lick it up and drink some more."
>
> As I say, I
am not a prude, but I did think this was
going a bit far. Oh it's only a popular song, you
will say,
and I know that, but my son is a
>sensitive
boy, rather immature for his age.
So I opened
the bedroom door to see Joey dressed in only his
tiny white
underpants seated on the bed with
>my
son with one arm slung around the boy's neck. They were
kind of bouncing on the bed and reading the
lyrics in the
cd booklet. My son looked so happy.
>He is a
really handsome boy and I love him dearly.
> "Ah,
Joey, could you turn that off for just a sec.
ugh, thanks. I, I don't want to appear
unreasonable, but I
don't think...I really don't think
>those song
lyrics are appropriate for my son."
>
"Awwww, Dad!" Josh made his Awww,
Dad face about ten
times a day..it goes with
his age.
> "This
is a big hit in the city Mr. J." Joey looked up
at me and scratched his big nuts. My God, he is
handsome.
> "Be
that as it may, it is not a big hit in the home of
a Baptist Minister.
>I hope you
can understand that. So we will refrain from
that kind of music.Is
that clear?"
> Joey stood
up, his prick pushing out the front of his
underpants. And I
>saw my son
gaze at it with interest. Joey lifted one arm
and scratched one
>dark
haired armpit.
> "Is
that so? And what about the kiddie porno sites I
found on your
>computer? Is that off limits for us too?" he
smiled at me
like a little boy.
> I saw my
son's jaw drop. He looked at up at me.
> I told you
about my one dirty little secret. Most
people have them. One little dark corner in an
otherwise
bright life. Mine was my habit of
>surfing porno
sites and collecting photos of very young
girls and boys. OH I
>know it's a sin.
But I would never actually do anything
bad to anyone..I hope you believe that. Unless I
was forced
to. I would never actually want
>to
hurt a child. I look at
the children in my congregation
and a warm feeling fills my body. I love the
children. But
fantasy and reality are two
>different things, and I have this fantasy curiosity. I
don't know, maybe that's why I took Joey in in the first
place. Because he crossed the
line.
>But anyway,
at that moment, when I found out he knew my
secret, had walked
>in my office
when I was on-line and gone out again just as
quietly, at that moment, I knew that we, all of us,
were at
Joey's
mercy. Joey would call
the
>shots
in our house from now on.
And he knew it too! And
that's when the nightmare began.
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This is a battle system for slave girls to rape each other for my pleasure. The Slave Market is where I go to find new slave girls. The Academy is where slave girls learn the rules. The Arena is where my slave girls rape each other. The Harem is a place for writers to show off their slaves, suggest new rules, or ask questions. --Writers, if you want to add a thread, please post it in the Harem first. Thank you.--