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Just as the cops were ready to handcuff her, she looked at me walking by. I'd been with her before and she remembered me.
"This is your 5th time in a month" The officer said.
"You're going to jail for at least a year this time"
"Perhaps I can help" I interrupted.
"Please, this is my daughter, If you'll release her to me, I promise to keep her
off the streets"
Rosy was her street name, her real name was unimportant. She said she was 21
but I knew her to be a few years older. She looked at me and then back at the
open door on the police car.
"Come home sweetheart?" was all I said.
We stood there for several minutes while the officer delivered a strict
lecture, then I took Rosy by the hand and led her to my car. She didn't say
anything until we were almost to my house. I was staring at those long sexy legs
and barely covered breasts the whole way.
"You have a choice" I said in response to her question about my intentions.
"One year in Jail, or one year with me, doing what you do best, just not on the
streets"
By then we were in the house. I ordered her to strip, and handed her a set of steel and leather leg cuffs, connected by two feet of steel chain to padlock onto her ankles.
She just laughed, then I opened the curtains to show her that the cop had followed us home and was now sitting at the curb in front of my house.
"This doesn't mean I'm staying" she complained, then she dropped her clothes to the floor. She padlocked both cuffs around her ankles and asked about the keys. I assured her I had them and she just grunted. To the middle of the chain between her ankles, I padlocked a longer chain. This was bolted to the floor near the beginning of a hallway between the dining room and living room. It was long enough for her to get to the front bathroom, the dining room, part of the living room and the kitchen but not to the front door.
"I'm a fucking prisoner?!" she barked angrily.
"You're an employee" was all I said.
"One hundred dollars a week, with the opportunity to make a lot more, and free
room and board, all you have to do is whoever and whatever I tell you to."
"I can make a two hundred dollars a night asshole" she argued.
"Not in jail, take it or leave it, your car is waiting outside"
She just stood there while I undressed and fell back into a nearby easy
chair. She took a moment to examine my body with her eyes, up and down then
return her stare to my cock. When I spread my legs she dropped to her knees and
crawled over to me.
"I remember you" she whispered.
When she took my cock in her hand, I began to grow. She lifted it and gazed
at my "boys", two huge heavy balls hanging high just below my erection. With her
other hand, she cradled them and moaned softly at their weight. Erect I was
almost 9 inches, thick and solid but my balls were twice the size of anyone I'd
ever seen. It was a gift maybe, or a curse, my father used to call them a birth
defect, then he'd laugh.
Without a word, Rosy opened her mouth and softly sucked one of them in, pulled slightly on it then sucked in the other one. Her cheeks bulged, and her tongue began massaging them. She closed her lips and began to stroke me. I just sat there and watched her. It was all she could do not to gag and choke with her mouth so full. She gulped once and I thought she was going to swallow my nuts!
"You DO remember" I moaned.
She moved her hands to my legs, while I started masturbating.
"Play with yourself" I ordered.
"I want you to cum"
She closed her eyes and dropped her right hand to her crotch. Within a minute or so she was moaning and slobbering between my legs. My balls were so warm and wet, my cock rock hard. She came almost silently with my balls in her mouth. Seconds later I erupted and my cum trickled down my cock to her lips. I kept her there for another hour, her mouth full and her lips soaked with my cum. She masturbated a couple more times, and when I was hard again, she gave me a long sloppy blowjob.
With my second load covering my balls, she took them into her mouth again. With my cock now soft and satisfied, I forced her head back and stared at the panic in her eyes. I shoved my cock between her lips and her mouth was now full of both my balls and my cock.
Her lips couldn't possibly stretch any more. Her check were bulging out like
a chipmunk and it was all she could do to breathe. Tears rolled down her face as
she fought for air. When she started to pull back, I took her head in my hands
and pressed her face into my crotch.
"UH-UH" I whispered.
"Let it slide down your throat, you've done it before, hold it, hold it!"
In a few seconds she relaxed and realized she could breathe despite the ache in her jaws and her nose buried in the thick cum soaked hair on my belly. She stared up and begged me with her sexy brown eyes. Gasping through her nose, she choked when she sucked in cum through her sinuses. I held her head firmly against me and watched her struggle with more in her mouth than she'd ever had before. It took me a few minutes, then I slowly started to piss!! She tried to scream, but gulped frantically to swallow as fast as I could feed her.
It took me about 10 minutes to fill her belly. She was drenched in sweat, and
trying not to cry so she could continue to breathe!
"Get some rest" I said to her.
"I'll be hard again in a few hours, your deep throat training starts tonight!"
I drifted off to sleep right there in my favorite chair. Every other breath from her was a soft whimper. Every few minutes she tried to swallow, that got her tongue moving and her throat trying to swallow my cock! By the next morning, I'd cum down her throat twice without her choking to death. She didn't like it, yet, but she was becoming an incredible deep throater.
In a day or so, I'd have a dozen or so guys a day there for her to practice on. Every night she slept with my balls in her mouth. Every morning I pissed down her throat. Two months into her new life the cop who almost arrested her paid her a visit. He promised that in a year, he could "lose" her records. but it would cost her a free butt fuck and a follow up blow job a week.
Six months after I chained her up, she actually said "THANK YOU". She was making around $600 a week from my friends and another hundred from me but I still didn't take her chains off!. Too bad She's so comfortable with me. I have a $5000 offer for her but she DOES still have 6 months of ball sucking to do!
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I hate my dad's new girlfriend. She was bossy and snotty towards me. I don't know why she had such an attitude towards me, but it did not feel good to be in the house when she was around.Sure she had a hot body and a very pretty face, but she was a total bitch to me! Kept asking myself how my nice and good guy of father could have this bitch around. I don't think he ever got to see her true behavior when he was around. She put this nice face and attitude, but as soon as my dad was far away...
To tell you a bit about myself and my life, it is just me and my dad that live togetheras my bitch of a mother left us to start a new life with my dads brother, my uncle.I am a 12 years old boy, but i'm not like most young boys from as early as the age of 5i have always wondered what it would be like to be a girl. So from when i was around 10i would try on my mothers clothes and after a while of doing this i decided to take a pairof knickers and bra they wasn't too sexy but they made me feel...
*** AUTHOR'S NOTE: First of all, thank you for all the kind words of encouragement for my last two chapters of this story. It has been a wonderful experience to find such a supportive community as Fictionmania. Second: Yes, I realize that I skipped a couple chapters. I wanted to tell this story next and I didn't want to wait until the last two chapters were finished. Some day I will go back and fill in those holes......I mean those holes in the story. ...
Morgan returned from college to be abused by father and brother. She befriends Bob next door who she did not realize was secretly photographing her. Bob along with his friend Josh continue abuse of the girl. Bob gives Morgan slut clothes and takes her to a garage where she helps to pay the Bill. Now outside in a bad neighborhood her troubles...
"One, two, three, four, we are wildcats, so we'll kick their asses a little more!!" we all chanted, while dancing around in the gym. "Wait, wait, Hannah, did you say, 'So we'll kick their asses a little bore?'" she asked, strolling up a bit. I walked forward and looked at her with my arms up and my eyebrows down. "For the last time, Miranda, I did not get it wrong. I've been practicing this routine for weeks now." "Uh huh, well, let's try that again," she suggested, getting back into...
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