Fatherly GuidanceChapter 9
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Six weeks after I had my baby I had my first period and felt relieved that I wasn't pregnant. In a way I wished that I had been to minimize the effects of the fertility pills Ronnie had been forcing me to take everyday. The next month I wasn't as fortunate and missed my period. By my next missed cycle was feeling nauseous and knew without a doubt that I was pregnant.
Momma had her double twins about ten days after I went back to work and Ronnie was glad to see there was a good assortment as half were girls. The two boys were sold off within a day to someone we didn't know, over momma's strong objections. The babies were born with low birth weights and he hired a midwife to help care for them. He still refused to take them, or momma, to the hospital for fear their births would be documented. He got rid of the midwife after the second month as the twins were strong enough to be on their own.
The car horn startled me as I stared blankly into space. I had been distracted thinking about momma and the babies still at home with that monster and his asshole friends. They practically live there now providing full time care and full time abuse to Dawn. I hadn't seen them doing anything to the twins yet, but I'm not there most of the time.
"How much?" he man called out as I stepped closer to the car.
"Whatcha lookin' for?" I asked in my best dumb-blond voice, smacking gum like a true street whore should. I learned a long time ago that guys seem to get off on that, seeing a teenage girl noisily chewing gum while whoring herself out on the streets. It also helps after countless blowjobs to cover the taste and smell of cock and cum.
"Half and half," he called out meaning he wanted me to suck him and then he wanted to fuck me. That's a common request.
"Hundred for half an hour," I called out. A young, pretty girl like me should easily get four or five times that amount but with the extreme use my body had gone through these past few years and the prolong use of various drugs, I was looking pretty weathered.
"You got a room?" He asked. I smiled. Ronnie refuses to pay for a room so if the john wants one, he's got to pay for it. There are a few motels near by that rent rooms by the hour so that wouldn't be a problem.
"We can fuck in your car," I told him leaning further in to give him a glance at my swollen breasts. "If you want a room, we can go there," I said pointing at the next building over. "You'll have to get it 'cause it ain't included in the price," I added with a smile.
"Get in, I'll get a room. I want to enjoy my money."
I watched as the man left, closing the door behind him and reached for a cigarette. These thing will kill me yet, but at least I wouldn't have to keep going through this shit. I could feel his cooling cum dripping down the crack of my ass. The room was dingy and old, with a musky odor, but I'd smelled worse.
I thought of momma and the girls trapped at home until the cigarette had reached the butt. I had a plan to get us out of there, but I needed to get momma alone for a while. Without her help, this won't work. I knew that I couldn't turn to the cops because of Lucky and confronting Ronnie is suicidal. Glancing at the clock I sighed.
He ran over his time by ten minutes and took another ten to leave so I spent almost an hour with this guy for only a hundred dollars and the cheap bastard didn't even leave a tip. Slowly I made my way to the bathroom to clean up and redress. I needed to get back to work before Ronnie came looking for me.
The passing traffic was nerve-racking and I needed another fix really badly. My last hit was six hours ago and Ronnie is holding out until my income reached a hundred dollars an hour. I needed one more fuck or a blow job within the next fifteen minutes to reach that mark. My thoughts returned to Stacy and Tracy, my newest little sisters, with the concern for their safety.
A car slowed down and I waved, smiling hoping he would stop. Not because I really wanted him to but because I needed the money and the only way to get it was to allow him, or anyone else fuck me. I groaned as he passed, dashing my hopes to break six hundred before Ronnie got here for his money. Leaning against a free newspaper rack, I noticed the car making a U-turn. He was coming back.
Momma wasn't home when I got back just after four in the morning and I wondered where she was. Deek and Jimmy were there with Dawn and the twins and all everyone was sleeping. I was exhausted and quickly went to shower before making my way to bed. I didn't know where my mother was and was too afraid to ask. Crawling under the blankets, I tossed for a while contemplating our great escape.
"Good morning, Honey," I heard her voice softly whispering as she sat next to me.
"MOMMA!" I blurted out, sitting up to hug her. The sheet had fallen away, exposing my nakedness, but I didn't care. She was my mother and had seen me naked many times. "I was worried about you!"
"I know, I had an over-nighter and I just got home. I wanted to check on you before going to bed."
"An all-nighter? Was it a party?" I asked knowing Ronnie disposition for us do multiple clients at once. The income per hour is higher for the same amount of time. I couldn't count the number of gang-bangs I'd done since in the five years I'd been having sex.
"No, just a one-on-one this time. He was older and was asleep by midnight. I stayed with him because he paid for me but I really wanted to be here with you girls."
"Momma, I'm sorry I got you into this mess by no saying something sooner." It was now or never. I had to get us away from him before we were both fucked to death.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm talking about Ronnie," I whispered looking over her shoulder to see if he was listening. "I knew about his plans to whore you out and make us have a lotta babies to raise them to be whores too. That's why he only wants to keep the girls."
"Debbie, don't talk foolishly. He wouldn't do something like that. He only wants us to work like this to save up enough money to buy a big house out in the country for all of us. You included and with a big yard for the children to play."
"Mom, he's got you so blind that you can't see what he's really up to. I promise you, he's a monster and he's allowing his sick, asshole friends to molest Dawn. And probably the twins too! I should have said something sooner. I wanted to so many times but never had the chance to. Now we're both sex slave that will be bred to give him a stable of whores! He's said that before, momma, I'm not making this shit up!" There I said it. Put it on the table and she had to realize what I said was true. She looked at me with a weird expression.
"He told me you might say that one day."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I know you're under a lot of stress, Honey, so we won't call anyone right now, but if you keep having these, uh, episodes, we're going to have to take you back."
"Take me back? Back where?"
"I know it wasn't a pleasant experience, but they really helped you with your delusions."
"DELUSIONS?!? Are you taking about the nut house? I was screwed up more when I left that shit hole than before I went there! That place is fucked up!"
"Debbie, I know it will be hard, but it's for your own good."
"Momma, don't let him do that, please! I'm not the crazy one here, he is and if you let him commit me again, you're crazy too!"
"You see, Honey, that's exactly what I'm talking about. Your father loves you and wants nothing but the best for us and you're making him out to be some sort of monster..."
"MOMMA HE IS A MONSTER! Can't you see that? Look what he's doing to you. Selling you off piece by piece, just like he's doing to me. And what about the boys? Our baby boys! He sold only the boys. Why do you think he did that? If he was a loving, caring father, he'd keep all of the babies, not just the ones he can make money from later."
"They went to good homes, Debbie. We can't afford to have that many babies at one time. There's only a few of us adults and too many babies. He did it for us, Honey. He's doing everything for us."
"He got to you, didn't he? He's got you believing whatever line of crap that spews from his lying, filthy mouth!"
"Debra, he's your father!"
"NO HE'S NOT! My father wouldn't get me hooked on drugs and sell me over and over and over again to every sick, weirdo-freak on the street. He wouldn't make my mother a whore and he wouldn't allow anyone to touch my little sisters! He's a monster, mom, admit it. We've got to get out of here before it's too late!"
"Too late? What on earth are you talking about?" I looked at her with tears welling in my eyes and swallowed hard. I have to tell her everything.
"I'm pregnant again."
"WHAT? Honey, why? I thought you were careful."
"I'm pregnant because Ronnie wants me to be and I can't stop him. He wants me spitting out babies one after another to add to his stable. His stable of whores and what's worse is he's doing the same exact thing to you!"
"I won't get pregnant, Debbie. I'm taking birth control pills."
"The same ones you took before? The big white ones?"
"Yes, why?"
"Those aren't birth control pills, mom, they're fertility pills. Why do you think you had four babies last time? He wants you ... us, to have multiple babies with each pregnancy to give him what he wants faster!"
"You talking crazy, Debbie."
"MOM!!!! Think about it. It all makes sense, doesn't it?"
"Maybe to you, but not to a sane person."
"What's going on in here?" Ronnie announced coming into my room. My eyes widened as I quickly looked at my mother. Please don't say anything to him...
"Just a little mother-daughter talk," she said standing to give him a kiss. I was so scared of what she might say that I didn't even bother covering my breasts. My stomach churned watching them making out right in front of me and it wasn't morning sickness.
"So what were you talking about?" he asked with a stern expression, holding her at arms length. He couldn't risk us talking too much or we'd be able to put all the pieces of his twisted plan together and maybe stop it.
"Debbie was just worried about something," she said turning to wink at me and my heart dropped.
"Please, Momma, don't say anything," I begged, holding my breath. I knew what he was capable of when he's angry and if she tells him what I just told her, I'm dead meat.
"Our little girl is pregnant," she said still staring at me. "She'd going to be a mommy again," she added as if she just announced I had just won the lottery.
I sighed relief, more for her not squealing on me and telling him what I told her. I should have said something a year ago when I first found out, but that's history and there's nothing that I can do about that. Maybe the current problem I can.
"That true?" he asked sitting on my bed with a big grin. "My little girl is going to have a little girl of her own?" I don't know why he insists that I have a choice in what I will have. It's not like there's a switch that I can turn on and off to give me a boy or a girl. I couldn't face him and turned to look away. "I'm happy for you," he added hugging me tightly. I cringed, feeling his muscular arms around me. I didn't really want him touching me but couldn't prevent it.
"Get dressed," he said, "we'll go celebrate." I looked at momma with a worried expression. I knew what was in store for me and my baby, or babies as the case may be, but she seemed oblivious to the warning signs. I don't know if she was blinded by love or just so hooked on whatever he was giving her that everything he says makes sense to her.
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