Fatherly GuidanceChapter 9
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I slept the entire way home. Ronnie finally showed up to get me around 10 that night and he had to carry me outside. They tried to tell him that I'd left and wasn't there but thankfully he came in to see for himself. I remember it was around 10 because Jason was just getting off and was waiting on his replacement. When he found out that Ronnie was there to take me home, he had the nerve to ask for one last free fuck before I left. The men waiting for me were pissed and it took all five security guards to help us get out. I still didn't have my clothes so he carried me out naked to his truck.
All day long Jason and other men kept giving me crack and pills and sticking some smelly shit under my nose to keep me awake. I was on my third day without any sleep and my body was shutting down. Once they gave me a shot of something making me really high. I still don't know what that was but I liked it.
After about eight more hours of steady fucking, I couldn't continue. I couldn't go on any more and begged for them to stop. My pussy couldn't handle anything else going inside there. We reached an agreement after a few minutes of discussion. I'd keep working and the guys would start fucking my ass. Halfway through the first guy, my arms and legs gave out and I collapsed onto the mattress.
That didn't faze him one bit and he kept fucking me like that. The next guy wanted me on my hands and knees but I couldn't manage. Someone got the idea to put a crate like they have behind the 7-Eleven under me and prop me over it.
It must have worked because he was soon thrusting in and out of my ass like that. Several times I almost fell forwards, but he held tightly onto my hips. I closed my eyes. Just to rest for a minute. I wasn't sure how long I was out, but it was apparent the same guy wasn't fucking me as when I first closed my eyes.
He finished and another man soon knelt behind me, pushing his cock into my gut. I was getting sore back there too and wondered if it was possible to be fucked to death. To have so much sex that you literally die. I was beginning to think that was my destiny. I would be fucked so many times that I'd die and history would remember me much like they remember Cleopatra.
My thoughts suddenly shifted to the guy pulling his cock out of my ass and dropping the spent condom into the pile along with all the others. Movement behind me signaled the next customer. Keeping my face turned, my head bounced back and forth as the faceless stranger rammed in and out of me. I would never know who he was or any of the others using me for their pleasure. Two minutes later I felt him stiffen and stop. I watched as his used condom dropped into the bucket, the tip filled with an amber liquid.
Someone else was getting on the worn mattress behind me. The crate wasn't comfortable and the edges cut into my thighs. The pain was nothing compared to what my pussy and ass felt. Closing my eyes the thought of dying crossed my mind again and I prayed for a quick and painless death.
"Are you going to sleep all day?" mom said waking me from my slumber. We got home around 1 AM Monday and Ronnie carried me straight to bed. I needed a shower, but needed sleep more. The clock said it was 7:43 but I didn't know if it was morning or night or even what day it was.
Ronnie covered for me and told mom that I wasn't feeling well and kept me home from school. He knew after what I'd been through that there was no way I'd be able to work. Hell I could hardly get out of bed and my pussy felt as if someone poured hot acid down there and then set it on fire. It burned like hell just to pee and walking was a major production.
I got to hold the baby. Dawn is what they decided to name her. I looked down at the bright blue eyes and bald head and couldn't help but smile. She was so cute and so innocent. She smiled back at me and I just melted. There was no way Ronnie could look at this baby and do what he planned on doing to her. Yea, he was a monster but he wasn't heartless.
I saw less and less of mom and the baby as the next day Ronnie had me back to work. Mom was going to take a month off from the diner before going back, but Ronnie had other plans. I wasn't able to work late, mostly until 6 or so as mom didn't want me out too late on school nights. She thought I was doing some sort of after school program and on weekends I spent the night with my best friend, Kayra, whom I never saw.
"I don't want you going back to work for that asshole," I over heard Ronnie saying to mom one night when I walked out of the bathroom. She had about one more week before she was supposed to return to work and they had been talking about her not going. I stepped closer to their bedroom door.
"You work your fuckin' ass off everyday for less than $400 dollars a week. Add tips and you're lucky to bring home $500. That's $500 a week, Gina. That's chump change and you know it. We could be making that much every night."
"Ronnie, please, I don't want to discuss that again. I'm not doing that and I don't care for how much money they offer." I didn't have to hear her say the words to know what he was implying. He was trying to get her to do the same thing I'm doing.
"Honey, it's not like it's a big deal. You know you've done it before..."
"That was different and it was only one time!" she almost shouted back.
"Baby, you know I love you and I know you want to do the right thing for the family. OUR family. Just a few hours a day will have us on easy street. That' all I'm saying and you don't have to bust your ass working for that asshole."
"Ronnie, please. Let's talk about something else, okay?"
"No, not until you come to your senses." There was silence for a while before he spoke again. "Do you love me?"
"Well, yes, Ronnie, I love you. I wouldn't have married you if I didn't."
"If you love me you'd do this for me, to show me your love." I rolled my eyes. Surely she wouldn't fall for that line of crap. There was more silence. "Remember back in high school? You were really something back then."
"That was a long time ago."
"Yea, I know, but that's why I fell in love with you."
"Why? Because I was a slut?"
"Not just a slut, my slut," he said lightheartedly. "Come one, Gina, it'll be just like old times. We'll have a good time and make some easy money doing it." The room was eerily quiet for several minutes. "Just a couple of hours a day, that's all. One, maybe two guys at most."
I wanted to burst into the room and shout at her not to do it. Once he gets her into his clutches, he'll have her fucking a string of men just like me. That one or two guys a day will steadily grow until she can't keep up with them.
"Are you really sure you want me to do this, Ronnie? I mean I'm your wife now and the mother of your children. Is this something you really want?"
"More than anything in this world Honey. I love you and I love the baby and I love Debbie and I just want what's best for everyone. You don't need to be slaving at that shit hole everyday for nothing. I'll set everything up and all you gotta do is just be yourself. If you have to, close your eyes and imagine it's me making love to you. That way it'll be easier," he said with a slight chuckle. "Who knows, maybe after a while you'll love doing it."
I suddenly got sick to my stomach. If only I had said something to her earlier none of this would be happening. Now he's going to turn her into a prostitute and probably get her hooked on drugs just like he did to me. I could hear them kissing and a few soft moans told me I didn't want to hear any more. I went to my room and closed the door.
Two hours later Ronnie brought the baby into my room. "I need for you to watch Dawn for a while," he said dropping her into my lap.
"Why, what's going on?" I asked standing to follow him.
"Your mom and I are going out for a while; just do what I tell you." From my bedroom door I could see mom waiting for him in the living room. She was wearing a dress I hadn't seen her wear in a very long time. It still fit her but looked a little tight. Must be the baby fat. Her hair was teased; she had on too much makeup and high heel
shoes.
I guess this is it then, I said to myself. She's going out to fuck some guy Ronnie set up for her. Her first official job as a whore. I carried the baby back to my room and closed the door.
"Where did you guys go?" I asked her walking into the living room. They had been back for hours and I could hear Ronnie snoring. The baby's crying woke me up and I went to check on her. Mom was sitting on the couch rocking her back and forth.
"Just out for a while. It's good to get out sometimes." I looked in her eyes hoping to find a sign of what she had done. She looked guilty but maybe she was just tired. I sat next to her and hugged her.
"What's that all about?" she asked looking down at me as if I was an alien. I smiled at her. She'll need a hug every now and then to keep her sanity in the months to come. If I know Ronnie, he's got her two or three guys already set up for tomorrow. Maybe more.
"Mom, are you on the pill?"
"WHAT?!" What kind of question is that to ask your mother? I should be asking you that question young lady!"
"I'm serious, mom. Are you taking birth control pills or anything?" I knew Ronnie's plan to bred her every chance he could and didn't want her getting pregnant too soon. I'll have to work on preventing her from getting pregnant now and then deal with the problems we currently have.
She stared at me in a funny way for the longest time. "What's this all about, Debbie?"
"I just don't want there to be any, uh, mistakes like last time." I couldn't tell her the truth that it was me that switched her pills and caused her to get pregnant in the first place.
"Yes, if you really must know. I started taking them about two weeks ago. Ronnie got them for me and they're the newest thing on the market. I'll only have to take them a little while and then I'll be set for a while."
"What kind are they?"
"Like my usual ones, just these should work better. It's obvious that my last ones weren't very effective," she said kissing Dawn on the forehead. "So Ronnie talked to a doctor friend of his about getting me a better kind."
"Can I see them?" She shook her head and looked puzzled at me for a long minute. "Please?"
"If you must, they're in my underwear drawer." She didn't need to tell me as I already knew that's where she kept them. I was quite in the room, not wanting to wake Ronnie. He was a pretty sound sleeper, but I didn't want to take the chance.
Instead of being in a normal wheel like the others, this one was in a regular medicine bottle with only mom's name and instructions to "take two pills once per day" under it. There was nothing about the doctor, the pharmacy or any phone numbers. The name for the medicine simply said 'birth control pills'. Right away I was suspicious of this and doubted it came from a real pharmacy. I took out one of the pills to examine it.
It was larger than any birth control pill I'd ever seen, not that I'd seen many, was round, off white and had 'CLOMID 50' written on one side. Curious, I took the pill out to the living room where Ronnie's computer was. I typed the name in and got back the shock of my life.
It wasn't birth control pills she was taking, it was fertility pills! Oh shit! I reread the name and looked again at the description. No doubt about it, it's a fertility drug. Ronnie is giving her this shit to make sure she gets pregnant again faster. Another problem was one of the side effects was multiple births. There would be a good chance that she'd have twins or triplets or worse.
I wanted to cry, to scream out to throw something, anything to tell mom the truth. Turning around I opened my mouth to speak. She needed to know. Mom put her finger to her mouth. Dawn was finally sleeping and I watched as mom carried her back into their bedroom. My face reddened as the door slowly closed behind her. Looking back to the monitor I turned off the computer and sighed. I'll tell her tomorrow.
I never got the chance. She was sleeping when I left for 'work' and when I got home, she wasn't there. Ronnie dropped me off and left, not even coming into the house. I was happy about that as it would give me time to talk to mom. Instead I walked in to see Deek sitting with Dawn on his lap.
"Where's my mom?" I asked slamming the door.
"Out," was all he said. I knew what that meant. I went to my room, closed the door and waited. I figured it would be just a matter of time before he rushed in to fuck me but he never came. Over twenty minutes passed before I opened my door a little to see out. The wall was blocking my view so I sneaked over to see what he was up to.
Jimmy was now here and standing in front of Deek with his pants around his ankles and his back to me. It looked like Deek had his hands out and doing something to Jimmy's cock. Are they gay? I asked very puzzled over seeing this. I couldn't see Dawn anywhere. Jimmy's hands were moving a lot and then I heard it. A cry from Dawn and I hurried over to see if she was okay.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" I yelled making it to where Jimmy was standing. Deek was holding Dawn under the arm pits straight out and Jimmy was rubbing his cock all over her little mouth trying to get it inside. There was pre-cum on her face and she was starting to cry. I grabbed her away from Deek and ran back to my room, closing the door.
Ronnie forbade me from having a lock on my door and removed it a few days after he moved in. Now Deek and Jimmy were pushing on my door to open it. I held Dawn in my arms with my back against it hoping they'd just go away. It didn't work and slowly my door opened.
"You stupid whore, gemme the kid," Deek blurted out reaching for her. Jimmy grabbed my arm and the next thing I knew, I was flying towards my bed.
"She's just a baby, leave her alone!"
"Shut yer fuckin mouth, bitch, 'fore I give you what you got comin'," I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but the look on Jimmy's face told me everything I needed to know. Deek held Dawn while Jimmy move to me, picked me up and threw me on the bed. His pants were still around his ankles and his cock was hard. Putting me on my knees, he got behind me pushing his cock into me.
I didn't care as long as they left Dawn alone they could both fuck me as much as they wanted. He pounded me hard while Deek come over to the side of the bed and watched while holding Dawn. It made me nervous having him sit with her so close to us fucking, but I didn't have a choice. A few minutes passed before I felt the familiar sensation of cum being shot inside my body.
I buried my head into my pillow as he yanked his cock out and moved away from me. I thought Deek would go next but instead he ordered me to get dressed. Slowly I did while they had their jollies and made remarks about Dawn one day being a bigger whore than her big sister. Once I was dressed Deek and I left, leaving Dawn alone with Jimmy. She was crying but they wouldn't let me pick her up. I hated leaving him alone with her, but I didn't have a choice. I'd have to talk to mom about this. Tomorrow.
Three days passed and mom and I saw even less of each other. Seems that Ronnie decided we'd work different shifts and he mostly stayed with mom and having me stay with Deek. Jimmy would babysit when we needed him but he never complained.
It was very unusual when Ronnie picked me up at 5 PM the following day. He'd been staying with mom every day since she began whoring and I wasn't sure if it was to make sure she did it or reinforce the notion that she needs to do it. He claimed it was for moral support. When we pulled into the medical office, I was curious but didn't ask why. I knew better than to ask.
I was taken into an examination room and told to remove my clothes and put on one of those hospital gowns. I wasn't wearing any underwear but Ronnie said not to worry about it. I was sitting on the table when the older, white-haired man came in.
"Yea, I can take this out with no problem," the guy whom I assume was a doctor said examining my arm. He was looking at the scar left from when they implanted the birth control device after my last pregnancy. I looked at Ronnie.
"Wait, why are you taking it out?" I asked pulling my arm free from his grasp.
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Subject: FW: Father BartonFather Barton hated masturbating the dogs Subject: FW: Father Barton??? Father Barton hated masturbating the dogs. It was demeaning for theyoung priest to have to put his hands on the dirty canine pricks and ballsand rub them until the dogs unloaded copious amounts of doggie sperm intothe glass jar. But how else could he collect his special "protein elixir"for the boys.? He couldn't very well ask one of the other priests to do it.They already wondered why the...
James Greggs had been divorced from his wife Susan Greggs for a little over three years now. His wife left him. His daughter Kylie Greggs was to live with her mother most of the time and get to see her father one week out of every month and alternating holidays. James was forty-six years old and was about five foot and eleven inches tall. He was not a very hairy man and had a rather nice sized dick, which measured at about 7 inches when hard and was about the width of a bratwurst and was...
This is my story. It's a bit unusual in relative to the relationship most husbands have with their in-laws. I felt I needed to tell it because of all the twists and turns I and my family (my mom and dad) have experienced as a result of my relationship and marriage into the Jones family. The problem is where do I start? Where should I begin? I guess I should begin with the obvious.My name is Victor and my wife's name is Vicki. We are both in our late twenties. Our parents are in their mid...
I was young and nubile and also, this was the important part, longed for and loved orgasms and climaxes and all kinds of things like that which were a kind of ‘forbidden fruit.’ After all, I was not that old but my body was fully developed. Nice breasts, a slender waist and a pussy that wouldn’t stop wanting attention…not to mention anal…another joy. I was all systems “go” and systems were ready to go with any suggestion, or no suggestion at all. Then there was this young priest, Father...
Dave watched from outside the kitchen window as his father locked thecellar door behind him. Looking around trying to make sure he wasn’tseen. Daves father Richard hid the key inside the kitchen clock.Dave had been hoping to find the hiding place for this key for a longwhile, his curiosity of what was and happened in that room had been drivingthe eleven year old crazy. All he had to do now was wait for his father toleave him so he could investigate.The next day his prayers were answered. Just...
My father and I had decided to go hunting last weekend but we never thought we would end up having the most bizarre time that it ended up being. We got to our hunting camp on Friday night. It was just the two of us in a small camp in the woods and we had to build a fire in the fireplace to keep warm. Once the fire got going really well the camp heated up fast and soon we had to take off our winter coats and hats and we could just sit around in our shorts and t-shirts. My Dad and I have been...
My name is Father Francis O'Reilly and everything you are about to read is absolutely true, as told to me by parishioners in my flock!!! The confessional box is one of the final places on the face of the earth where you can pour out your heart without fear of retribution or exposure, and I believe for this reason more and more people are forsaking the "communal forgiveness" that is bestowed each week during regular Sunday Mass and opting instead for the much more intensely personal experience...
EroticFather Murphy Hears Cathleen's Confession Patrick Joseph Murphy was the son of Patrick Xavier Murphy. The line of eldest son Murphy's extended way back long before anyone living could possibly remember. The most current Murphy discovered early in life that he was destined to be a priest and represent the family honor behind the walls of the church. Actually, it was his mother who informed him of his decision to take up the cloth. She had already decided the younger son Donald would be the...
Ray grew up hunting, fishing, hiking, camping and surviving off the land so it was no surprise to his family that he ended up in an elite special forces unit in the military. He married his high school sweetheart and they had one daughter, Tiffany, before his wife died from an aggressive form of cancer. Tiffany grew up idolizing her father and became the consummate tomboy. She learned how to hunt and fish, gut a rabbit and clean a fish without the slightest hesitation. Following in her father’s...
Father Leary slid closed the window, pivoting to slide open the window on the opposite wall of the confessional. Oh, how he disliked Thursday afternoons. From three to five P. M. there was a never ending procession of the local high school boys and girls confessing their petty sins to the priest. I lied to my parents. I swore at my sister. I had impure thoughts, Yada ... yada ... yada. Once in a while some teen would titillate him with a confession but too often it was like the Smith boy had...
My name is Father Francis O'Reilly and everything you are about to read is absolutely true, as told to me by parishioners in my flock!!! The confessional box is one of the final places on the face of the earth where you can pour out your heart without fear of retribution or exposure, and I believe for this reason more and more people are forsaking the "communal forgiveness" that is bestowed each week during regular Sunday Mass, and opting instead for the much more intensely personal experience...
EroticMeera had a life as normal as any girl of a middle class can have. There were a few financial problems. Meera and her family used to live in the village of up until she was 16. Due to problems, her whole family moved to Mumbai. Mumbai being the dream city is also one of the most expensive cities. The whole family had to adjust in a single room. It has been 3 years since they arrived in Mumbai and their financial situation has improved but not as much to improve their quality of life. Meera had...
Incest"Kylie..." "Yeah mom?" I was passing through the living room on my way to the kitchen for a little water before bed. " ... Is your father taking you to work tomorrow?" Mom asked me, reaching for my hand and pulling me just a little closer. "Yeah, I guess so." I shrugged, the way sixteen year old girls do. "That Father-Daughter Day thing. Why?" "Sit down for a minute. I want to talk to you." "Uh, sure mom." I pulled some long black hair out of my eyes and sat down next to her...
Introduction: After the Fathers Day/Birthday cookout, Richard, Olivia, the boys along with the Gemini twins and Lila all take part in a breeding orgy. The second & last part in the two-part series. Little slow going at first, but it picks up as it goes along. *********PART TWO: ALL IN THE FAMILY************* As we all got ready for what was about to be an exciting day, my son Julian called to wish me both a Happy Fathers Day & a Happy Birthday. So when are Damian and Lila coming over dad?...
Unlike my other stories this one is not 100% true. its just one of my fantasies. though there are a lot true parts, you'll just have to guess what is and isn't true. Enjoy!When my husband Charles and I, Lynlee, were first married we moved into a mother-in-law apartment attached to my father-in-law's, his name is Eric. Eric's wife, my mother in law, unfortunately passed away when Charles was young. So Eric had been single since.Eric had a very nice home and 5 acres of land to go with it. My...
I am a young guy. Middle class family, consist of four members. Me, father, young brother and mom. Father is physically disable for the last ten years. Mom is housewife. Her age is 40.I am 26 and only earner in the family. As mom is not getting sexual satisfaction for the last 10 years, I think she is very hungry to have it. I am a very well build guy. She always look at me. She wear sarees below her navel. Her boobs seems to me the largest in the world. After the age of twenty my only dream...
IncestIntroduction: Richard gets a rather unexpected surprise for both Fathers Day and his birthday, then breeds his wife as his adult twins observe a potential breeding in progress. In honor of Fathers Day approaching, I thought it would be nice to throw in a little taboo story. NOTE: This story was re-edited. PART ONE: THE TWINS GIVE THEIR FATHER A HEADJOB, THEN THEY WATCH HIM BREED THEIR MOTHER IN HOPES FOR ANOTHER BABY. As a married and proud father of four adult children (two boys, ages 22 &...
Father’s day went wrong – personal experienceI am girl who have tried a few things in life and I will share one of my sex experiences with you people. I will try to do my best writing in English. I hope to reach more people/readers but please don’t judge me if I make too many errors.Well as the title reveals it all happened on Father’s Day. I and three female friends in the age of 19 -20 years old went shopping in the mall. You know typical girl shopping, buying lots of crap that we don’t need,...
Hi, all of you guys there. This is Tony with my first story. This story is about an innocent 18-year-old girl named Luna staying with her father Ajay (age 45) and her mom Suhana (age 40) at her home in Nasik. Luna was a very beautiful and charming girl. She was studying in class 12th. She had very good assets at the age of 26-32-28. She was the topper of her class. Her father was working for a government bank. Her mother worked for an IT firm. Everything was going well for her. But, one day,...
IncestWhen I turned 18 in the boys' home, I was summoned to meet with Father Bill for an exit interview. I thought it was strange meeting him at 7 at night, but I arrived right on time for the meeting in his room. He greeted me happily, shook my hand firmly, then asked me to sit down. "David," he said, "as you know, the time has come for you to leave the home. Have you given any thought to where you would like to go now?"I had to admit I hadn't thought about it. "No, father," I finally said. He...
This is a continuation of my previous story, “Father and Daughter share a Sleeper”. Different from your usual story and a bit longer. You can leave your feedback at *** Amit and Bojo had to return to their sleepers much sooner than they wanted. During the booting of Naresh, they were busy placating and calming her. They closed the window looking outside and drew the curtains, but even then, every time the burly man screamed, this girl trembled all over. After a while she became jittery and...
IncestBy : Huma Yousuf had been lusting for his daughter Zarina ever since his wife died five years ago. Zarina looked exacly like his wife Salma. Zarina had plump buttocks, nice long legs and a pair of boobs that can make a man’s mouth water. Zarina had shown signs she wanted her Abbu to fuck. She had in fact rubbed her ass on his cock but he was not sure she wanted him to fuck her. After all she was his daghter! Zarina was 20 years old beauty. One day Yousuf fell from the stairs and pretended to be...
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