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Emily Enslaved
by Trail Leaver (nara4free@yahoo.com)

***

Emily, a beautiful 9th grader, is moved to Bronx 
because of her mother's remarriage with a black man 
named Frank. She finds herself under control of Frank 
and is hopelessly abused. (MF, MFg, inc, 1st, oral, 
tease, nc)

***

She wouldn't be living in Bronx if her mom didn't 
remarry to a black guy. A second step-father. She 
refused to accept him. She remembered shouting "Mom 
he's black!" when her mother introduced him to her. 

He was quite well built. Height seven feet, with 
muscular arms and six-pack, he could've been a model if 
he wanted to. Emily didn't care if he was one of the 
richest in their current town, she didn't care that he 
could make them live a good life, but when her parents 
told her they were moving to Bronx, Emily was stunned. 
It was the only neighborhood known to have most crimes, 
worst schools, and dirtiest environment throughout 
America. Even more, most of the population were black 
or Latinos. She would have to go to a black school, 
black restaurant, black friends and more. 

She didn't hate blacks, no, not at all. It's only that 
she feared being the minority. It made her less self-
confident and scared. She found it out at a soccer camp 
near Chicago. Where the camp's only white was her, few 
Asians and rest Mexicans and blacks. They ganged up on 
her in arguments, ignored her for no reason what-so-
ever. They played cruel pranks and sometimes caused her 
pain by kicking her during practices. But that was 
then, Emily thought. 

She only had two relatives. Her mother, and her 
mother's uncle, who was now in his 50s. He often 
visited her house, and sometimes touching her mother, 
and sometimes her. Her mother was only child, so was 
her father. Her father was killed in a car accident 
when she turned two. Sometimes Emily would see his face 
during dreams, nightmares, and sometimes in deep 
thoughts.

Her mom struggled to keep Emily up to other kids 
fashion and financial wise. She had remarried before to 
some rich white man in his late 30s when Emily was 
around five, then they divorced when she was six due to 
some stupid argument about positioning a TV set in 
their mansion. Having a mother with high self-esteem 
was just a bad luck. They got 300,000 for the divorce, 
and the relations were no more. 

It was May when she moved there, and it was May when 
her mother told her about moving to Bronx. It was June 
they had High School End of Year Dance, and voted the 
hottest girl and boy in the school. She was only an 8 
grader last year, and she still got the award. Never in 
history did a seventh grader got the title "The 
Beauty", but she did. 

She was already blossoming during 8th grade, and now a 
one fine woman. A beautiful face, long hair and 
stunning smile, a body like 35B-19-26, or in words - 
perfect tits, thin waist and a one juicy, beautiful, 
and round ass, everybody in their school lusted after 
her, including the teachers. When walking during class 
changes, she would often feel people grabbing her ass, 
touching her boobs and often bringing her hand to their 
crotch.

She just smiled at times, she didn't like it, and often 
she'd slap their hands away when she found out who. Her 
social studies teacher offered her extra credit in his 
class for a blowjob when she was failing. She told him 
that she'd consider the thought, politely refusing it. 
A week later, the principle said he'd ace her in every 
class for one time sex. She took the chance. She wasn't 
a whore or a slut, but she took the chance. And that 
was only a week before her mom told her they were 
moving to Bronx. She had to leave her friends she just 
made last year, and leave the principle she had 
occasionally gave blowjob to for grade.

She rode in the back seat during the drive. It was a 
long drive from Indiana. Her father suggested that they 
leave at 4:00pm, so there won't be as many cars. Emily 
slept for a while. When she woke up, they found the car 
to be stopped and her mom bent over from passenger's 
seat to driver's, sucking her stepfather's 12-incher. 

Emily didn't sit; she kept lying on the seats. She 
could see her mother gagging and the visible outline of 
the massive cock in her mother's throat. Her lips were 
parted; it looked as if the cock was stretching her 
mouth. Her step dad was pushing her mom's head down. 
Her eyes started to get big; Emily stared at the scene 
and then looked at her father. 

He had an excited smile on his face, glanced over to 
Emily and grinned. Making out the words with his mouth 
silently, "I will fuck you". 

Emily was shocked. Her dad showed Emily his tongue, and 
moved it rapidly in and out of his mouth, simulating 
Eating-A-Pussy. Emily was disgusted. She could see the 
man's hand fondling her mom's breast while the other 
pushed the head down. 

"Oh yeah baby, some nice tits you got." Emily's mom 
squirmed in delight. And made more effort to pleasure 
her master. 

Emily got her body from her mom. Her mom, once a model 
for some local magazine, had a body of a goddess. She 
had 40D breast, a very slim waist, and 30 inch round 
for her beautiful ass. She resembled the shape of sand 
clock, so to speak. Oh, and her beautiful face, causing 
her positives and negatives. It was her beautiful face 
that made her a model, that beautiful face made her 
rich for a while, beautiful face made her dead husband 
fall in love with her, and that beautiful face made her 
inherit three millions of dollars from the 67 year old 
dead husband, which was long gone in stock deals, 
shopping and vacations only in 10 years.

It was also that beautiful face gotten her straight A's 
during her high school years with a kinky relationship 
with her principle. Failing two classes meant that she 
could be held back. Principle, being witty, declined 
the offer of money from her parents. Then the time came 
where the beauty had to offer her body for extra 
credits. 

Every Wednesday she'd stay late in the principle's 
office, telling her parents that a friend is tutoring 
her, and sucked the principle. Then later taken to a 
motel or principle's house, and fucked till curfew. At 
the end of the senior year, the principle was busted 
for having sex with a student. 

It happened to be that the reason she had sex 
Wednesday, was because Monday and Tuesday were filled 
in by two cheerleaders. She had to offer herself to 
each teacher, while assistant principle continued the 
job of the busted principle, fucking his students.

It was also her beautiful face that got her raped by 
the whole wrestling team. Just finishing her sign 
language club, she walked quietly to the door with her 
friends. Soon after she and her friend parted, she was 
dragged into the locker room. Coach had already left, 
leaving the key to the captain because captain was his 
son. At least twenty guys fucked her. Hands pressed 
down by two, and one cock in each hole, and sometimes 
two in the mouth at the same time, she thought she 
would never survive. She was then taken to a boy's 
house. Her parents knew she was responsible, and didn't 
contact the police. While the jocks stayed in the 
house, fucked her three days and nights, then thrown to 
her backyard.

During the few days after being raped by the wrestling 
team, she could hardly walk from the soreness from her 
ass and pussy. She begged her mom to call the school 
and stay home, but her mom ignored her. Her dad, 
instead of caring, took the chance of opportunity in 
the house and touched her in private places, claiming 
to be an accident. 

He would not catch her when she stumbled, but he 
grabbed her round ass when she was falling, and holding 
her shirt so he could see her tits, or just touch those 
two precious breasts. He would get her drunk slightly 
on weekends with red wine and drug, just enough to keep 
her eyes open and rape her before her own eyes. Enjoyed 
the hopeless look and flinching. He did not stop this 
until she left her house at age 18. Shortly after 
leaving her house, she found out that her dad wasn't 
really her dad biologically, but legally. 

She was also unlucky with her uncle. With her hands 
tied to her back, only food she could get was his piss 
and slowly regenerating sperm. She was just visiting 
her uncle after graduating college, then the 35 year 
old man invited her for wine, drugged her, and tied her 
hands to the back, and enjoyed her screaming and 
begging to stop for a week before letting her go. 

He often blackmailed her after the event, getting more 
and more of her beautiful ass. It was her uncle who 
introduced this 21 year old model to a man in his 60s, 
claiming to be still live and pumping. Even after the 
marriage, her uncle forced sex on her niece, sometimes 
with a few friends, sometimes as a fuck toy for their 
Hunters club.

She wasn't a fan of sex until she met this black stud 
in a bar with biggest cock she's seen. The man said he 
was a businessman, had a few houses along the country 
including suburbs in Chicago, NYC and Seattle. He 
convinced her that he was so rich he could burn a 
dollar every second and still make a fortune. After 
meeting in the bar, they got a room in a local inn, and 
spent the night disturbing neighbors with their banging 
noises and moans. He made a slave, he told to her. 

He said call me master when we're alone or when I tell 
you to, or just call me by my name or honey. He said 
you're mine, you will obey my demands and will make 
efforts to pleasure me. He said you will fuck who I 
tell you, you will suck who I tell you, and you will 
everyday be on your knees when I am working in my study 
under my desk, and when I take you to my office. She 
didn't care, she had a beautiful cock all to herself. 
She agreed with no hesitation. Last of all, he said, we 
will move to Bronx, to my primary resident. 

He laughed. She was curious why, and asked. "Why are 
you laughing?" He slapped her, "Fucking call me master 
when we are alone. And what's your name anyway?" She 
then noticed that they didn't even know each other's 
name. 

"Master, my name is Sydney." 

"Mine is Frank, slave. You will marry me in May, this 
is April so you have a month to convince your family 
members."

"Yes master."

"Good, you may resume sucking on my cock."

Emily was now scared. This man is going to take my 
virginity, she thought. He will kill me with that huge 
penis. I will die from suffocation if that thing goes 
into my mouth. Suddenly, Sydney patted the ground. It 
seemed as if she needed air bad. The man took joy and 
pinched her nipples hard. Sydney's eyes were slowly 
shutting. Emily was scared, was he going to kill my mom 
was that big cock? Should I help? About a minute 
passed, her mom had fainted. 

"Stupid whore, can't pleasure her husband." Frank said, 
looking at Emily. Then he took his penis out of 
Sydney's mouth and sprayed sperm on her face, some 
dripping down to the seat. Frank slapped her slightly, 
and said "Wake up honey, time to continue on." Sydney 
woke up, licked her mouth, collecting the sperm from 
her face and the seat, and then swallowed it all. 

"Good girl." Frank said, touching her tits. "You want 
to drive?" 

"Sure." whispered Sydney.

"What did you call me?" Frank whispered in a strong 
tone. "What did you just fucking call me?"

"Sorry, sorry master." Sydney whimpered. She got out of 
the car and went to the driver's seat. Master? Did my 
mom just call him a master? Emily was now confused. 
Frank came out of driver's seat, and right in front of 
the car, he lifted Sydney, put her on the car, and did 
her doggy style. Her mom's eyes were closed, enjoying 
the pleasure. Emily felt betrayal. Her mom's face was 
joy and pain mixed. About ten minutes passed, Emily 
fell asleep. She woke up from the door closing noise, 
and they were on their way to Bronx. 

They arrived around 5'o clock in morning. Frank took 
the suit case and moved it to his house. Opened the 
rear door, and touched Emily's perfect tits. Emily 
wasn't sleeping at all, she was just tired of the 
driving. Frank, after playing with her tits for a few 
seconds, smirked and tapped her arm. 

"Wake up Emily, we're here now." Emily pretended to be 
asleep.

"Emily, we're at Bronx." Next time he talks, I'll wake 
up. Emily thought.

"Hmmm..." Frank sighed, and moved his hand to Emily's 
crotch.

"What are you doing?" Emily shouted at him.

"Just waking you up." Frank replied. "Take some of the 
suitcases, I'm tired than you are. We'll go to register 
you to a school tomorrow, as in not today after 
sleeping from 5:00am, but in tomorrow."

Emily went into a room that Frank assigned to her. It 
wasn't so bad, it had bulletproof glasses to counter 
the street fights, high security alarm, air 
conditioner, two stories high, an 80" plasma TV, and an 
18" monitor with T3 connection. She didn't care though, 
at their old house they didn't need bulletproof 
glasses, high security alarm, had air conditioner, and 
having AOL Dial-up was enough to keep her satisfied 
talking to her friends. She sat down on her bed and 
started sleeping.

She could hear thrusts and moaning from her parent's 
room. Still a novice and curious about sex, she 
silently walked to the room. The door was opened, her 
mom's head was pressed to the pillows, with her ass 
facing the ceiling. Frank made powerful pumping into 
her pussy. Her mom's eyes were closed, her index and 
middle finger were in her mouth. She seemed to be 
sucking them. Emily gasped at the sight. Frank turned 
his head around, and saw Emily.

"Fuck me harder master, oh god, please master!" Her mom 
whispered loudly. 

Frank spanked her ass, "Emily might hear us, slave. And 
call me daddy." Frank said looking directly at Emily.

"Oh please, fuck me daddy!" Sydney whimpered. Frank 
fucked her with a faster pace.

"I'm cumming daddy!" Sydney screamed. She didn't care, 
she was enjoying a fuck that every woman wanted. Emily 
could see her mom's juice coming out, dripping down. 
Frank made no effort to save the bed sheets, instead he 
pulled his cock out and lied on his side, facing the 
door and Emily. 

"Suck it, whore." Sydney scooted down, parted her full 
lips and wrapped it around the gigantic monster. Frank 
held onto Sydney's hair, and pushed and pulled her 
head, fucking it with a slow rhythm. Frank smiled at 
Emily, who was shocked at the sight. Emily ran to her 
room. Why would he look at me like that? she wondered. 
Is he really going to fuck me? Emily felt a small 
ticklish in her crotch. She ignored it and slept.

Next day, Frank drove Emily to a local public school. 
It seemed that there were only two other white girls in 
the whole junior high. Consisting of 200 students, kids 
running with mp3 players, dressed ghetto and playing 
hip-hip music. The principle was a black man, about 
5'9, a bit fat, but there seemed to be confidence and 
he seemed quite energetic. 

"You can start coming to school next Monday." The 
principle said. "You can call me Mr. Emlenton."

"Thanks, Mr. Emlenton." said Emily. Turning around, she 
saw a white girl surrounded by a few black guys in the 
end of the hallway. They touched her legs, waist and 
butt. She was near crying. Frank held onto Emily's 
hand, and dragged her out of the school. And left for 
his house.

"Do you need anything for school?" Frank inquired, 
driving the car.

"No, I have everything in my book bag." replied Emily.

"Good. Liked the show yesterday?" Frank smirked at 
Emily.

"What show?" Emily pretended.

"You know what I am talking about, and I'm pretty sure 
you wanted it to be done to you."

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you do, maybe this will remind you." Frank 
unzipped his pants, and pulled out his soft cock. Emily 
closed her eyes and screamed.

"I remember! I remember! Put it back in!" 

"Why? I thought you liked it." Frank, using his right 
hand held Emily's left wrist, and dragged it to his 
penis. "Make your daddy happy."

Emily tried taking his hand off of her. She pushed it 
off with her left hand, no use. The muscle was no match 
for her. She felt the penis on her hand, and she held a 
fist, refusing to touch it. Frank let go of her hand, 
and moved it to her tits and grabbed'em. 

"Stupid girl." Frank noted. "This will happen often, so 
either you'll accept it or live with it for rest of 
your life. If you refuse what I do, I will kill you." 
Frank continued on fondling on her breast. Emily tried 
pulling his hand away from her. Frank moved his hand to 
her neck, held it and pushed it, isolating air from her 
lungs. 

"I am not kidding." He said, "Nod if you understand 
what I'm talking about." Emily nodded, she could feel 
tears in her eyes. Frank went back on fondling her 
breast, and occasionally went down to her crotch and 
rubbed between her legs. 

"Fucking jeans."

Traffic was stuck midway. A car saw what was happening 
between Frank and Emily. They hooted. One of them 
pulled close next to them, and the driver actually 
touched her tits.

"Damn nice tits they are." the driver said, with a 
satisfied smile on his face. Emily could have not been 
degraded anymore than this. She closed her eyes, and 
tears flowed.

They had reached their house. Emily walked slowly to 
the door, still nervous from shock. Frank came behind 
her and patted her ass. "Keep it moving honey, we have 
a house to go into." Then he left it on her ass, 
feeling up and down, and pushed his index finger to 
what would be her asshole under the tight jean. Emily 
walked faster, opened the door and proceeded to her 
room. 

She opened the closet, and found a few cloths that 
Frank bought for her. A blouse, a tight jean, a pink 
shirt saying "Sassy", a skirt that reached her knees 
and another skirt that barely covered three inches more 
than what the underwear covered. 

She opened the drawers and her face blushed. She found 
two g-string bras and two thongs. And two regular 
panties and bras. The thongs were white and baby blue, 
but both seemed to have stain on them. She held them 
and sniffed and licked it to identify. Then Frank came 
in.

"Hey," Frank said, taking notice of his daughter 
sniffing his sperm. "Ah, I knew you liked it. I had to 
get off before going back to Indiana to get your 
mother, so I used your thongs."

"What?" Emily was petrified. She was licking her 
father's sperm.

"No worries, it won't kill you," Frank laughed. "Here's 
your bookbag, I'll leave it here."

"What about my mom?"

"She's sleeping in my room, probably got tired from 
yesterday. You would know."
"I do know." Emily replied.

"Good, you're learning." Frank said. "Why don't you put 
these cloths on in front of me and show your daddy?"

"No way." Emily sighed.

Frank suddenly walked up to her, covered her mouth and 
pushed her to bed. He then grabbed a pillow with the 
other hand, put it down and pushed her face into it, 
holding both of her arms with his big hands, and moved 
his crotch to her ass, dry humping it. Emily couldn't 
move, she screamed but the pillow prevented any sound 
coming out except moaning. Emily jerked her legs and 
her arm.

"Do as I say, or I'll fucking rape your brain out," 
Frank whispered. "You might not like what I am doing, 
you might want to run away and tell others, but trust 
me - I have money and will hire people who will track 
you down, bring you back and fucking fuck you even 
worse. Now if you will just put the fucking cloths on 
that I bought for you, I'd like that. If you want to 
put the cloths on, nod. If not, keep screaming."

Emily calmed down, and nodded her head like out of 
mind. Frank got off of her, turned her around, lied 
next to her and laid a hand on her ass, gently going up 
and down, and sometimes down to her ass crack. "Just do 
as I say, and everything will be fine. Now get up and 
put on any of those cloths, I don't care if you put on 
skirt or jean, thong or not, I just want to see the 
cloths I bought in work."

Emily stood up, and opened the closet. She took the 
jean, the blouse and the bras and the panty, and held 
them to her chest in two hands. Then walked to the 
door.

"Whoa whoa whoa, stay in here." Frank noted. "Change in 
here."

"But..." Emily mumbled her words. 

"Change in here, or else." 

Emily pulled her bra down from under her shirt, trying 
to avoid from Frank seeing her tits. After a few tries, 
she finally pulled the bra out. Frank walked up to her.

"Why don't I just do it for you." Frank said. He then 
reached under the shirt, and pulled it up so half of 
her tits were visible. He then used his index finger 
and went across both of them. Licked his finger and did 
it again. Emily was scared now. She kept her hands to 
her side, without moving, just in case it'll cause 
Frank to go psychotic again. 

"Nice, gotta love them." Frank commented. He then 
pulled the shirt higher. "Arms up." Frank pulled it to 
above her head, the shirt was now covering her face. 
Frank licked his lips, and placed them on the left 
nipple. "Stay like that for a minute." Frank said, and 
his face was buried into her chest, and right hand on 
the right tit. He pinched with his right hand, and bit 
with his mouth. The pain was hurting Emily, and he knew 
it. 

Emily gritted her teeth to counter the pain. Finally, 
what seemed like forever, Frank pulled his head back. 
Emily was hardly breathing through the shirt. Frank 
chuckled. "Heh, sorry. Too sweet." He then pulled the 
shirt off of her, and gave her the bra. "Put it on." 
Emily turned around, with face blushed to strawberry, 
she slowly put the bra on. 

Frank was already working on her jeans from behind her. 
His arm went around her, with his cock pushed to her 
ass, he slowly circled his fingers under Emily's belly 
and found the zipper. Emily shuttered in the ticklish 
feeling. She couldn't put the bra on completely because 
Frank was behind her, preventing her from using her arm 
to it's extent. 

Frank slowly unzipped, pushing his hard cock closer to 
Emily's ass, he moved his hands bit higher to find the 
button so he could take her jean off. Then something 
twitched in his brain, and it moved up to Emily's 
breast, pulled the unworn and hanging bra off, and 
caressed it. He grabbed her tits with his right hand, 
while his left hand explored Emily's shaved, and virgin 
pussy under her panties. His hands were too big to go 
any farther down. 

Frank cursed, turned her around facing him. He sat down 
in front of her, and pulled her jean down. Now the only 
thing that would stop him would be this piece of cloth, 
he thought. Emily, remembering how Frank played with 
her pussy, held onto her underwear. Frank understood 
her mind, and said "It's okay, I won't take your 
virginity, not today." Somehow these words soothed her 
mind. She let go and Frank pulled the panties down to 
her knees, and pulled the jean a little more down to 
her ankles.

He then lifted her up once more, put her on the bed, 
and pulled her jean and panty off her leg. He placed 
his hand on her calve, slowly made his way up to her 
thigh. 

"Please, don't..." Emily whimpered.

"Don't worry, it won't take long." Frank said with 
excitement. "Maybe I will take your virginity today, if 
you don't shut the fuck up." Frank learned over, and 
licked her clits. "God, so sweet. Sit Emily, sit." 

Grabbing Frank's arm to support her, Emily sat down on 
the bed. Frank then took the chair under her desk, and 
sat across from her. He unzipped his pants, and with 
almost a "pop!" sound, his cock was released. Emily 
covered her eyes with her hands. 

"Yeah, that's fine. I just have to get it off." Frank 
said, then slowly stroke his cock. "Want to help?"

Emily shook her head. 

"Damn," he said. "I'll just use that underwear of yours 
then." He then held it in his hand, bringing it to his 
face. "Fresh scent of pussy of a ninth grader..." Emily 
was just zoomed. He's masturbating with my underwear 
that I just wore, she thought. 

"You'd be so tight.. so wonderful around my cock..." He 
moaned slightly. His cock dripping drops of precum 
rhythmically onto her panty. "Look baby, you're gonna 
wear this." He told her while stroking his cock with 
the other hand. "Wish you would suck it, but you'd do 
that later these days."

Emily could only stare at her panty that was almost 
completely wet and sticky with precum. She could only 
look at the man who will fuck her later on, and stared 
at his cock as it dripped more precum. 

"Oh fucking shit!" He shouted loudly, loud enough for 
even his wife to hear her. He grabbed her tits, then 
pushed her onto the bed. Pulled her leg down so her leg 
and her upper body were perpendicular, her ass being on 
the edge of the bed.

"You said you wouldn't!" Emily said gasping.

"I won't." Frank said. "Stop fucking annoying me." 

Frank pinched her clit, grabbed her waist and turned 
her around. The perfect view of her beautiful ass was a 
killer for him. He knew he won't last any longer, he 
knew any men will not last long looking at this ass. 

He guided his cock to her ass crack. Emily breathed 
louder and faster. Frank then rubbed his cock up and 
down of her asshole and her pussy. Sometimes push just 
a bit in to give him a demo of her wonderful fuck 
holes, while giving his daughter a chill which 
obviously turned him on. 

"On your knees, you won't suck it."

"No."

Frank slapped her ass, "Now." Then he slapped it again, 
again and again until she got on her knees. 

Emily, on her knees, wondering what could be in store 
for her. Frank then, stepped closer to her. 

"Wha" Emily was about to ask, then thick and gooey 
sperm came out, covering her face, some going into her 
lips, her tits, her knees, her hair and the floor.

"There we go," Frank said with a sigh. He then using 
her panty, wiped off the sperm. "Put this on." 

Emily learned fast, and this tone was Frank's version 
of "Say no and you will be fucked." She slowly pulled 
it up, not letting it touch her pussy, and it fit 
loosely. Frank then collected his sperm from Emily's 
body, and rubbed it on her stomach. 

"Don't take a bath today." He said, "Open your mouth."

Emily opened her mouth, feeling safe from the sight of 
his soft cock. Frank then gathered sperm from her face, 
where most of them reached when landing, and put his 
index and middle finger into her mouth. "Lick it."

Emily slowly licked it off with her soft tongue. Frank 
moaned. He then continued on getting sperm to put it in 
her mouth. 

"Don't wipe yourself off." Frank said, and opened the 
drawer under computer desk, taking out a digital 
camera.

"Cheese!" He said cheerfully, and took photos of his 
daughter's naked body covered in sperm. He plugged it 
to the computer, and it started uploading.


"Hmm, ten minutes." Frank noted. Only thing that 
covered Emily was her panty, which was also covered in 
Frank's sperm. Frank walked to her, pulled the panty 
down, grabbed her ass and tits and enjoyed them, and 
got his cock rock hard again. He then pushed her to the 
bed, he lied on his side. 

"Face me."

Emily was facing him. This man just masturbated from 
thoughts of her, made her drink his sperm. Emily cried. 
The tears left a trail, cleansing a bit of sperm that 
was dried onto her face. Franked grabbed her hand, and 
guided it to his balls. 

"Play with them while the photos upload." Emily 
caressed his balls, her eyes closed in disgrace. They 
were size of a mid-sized tomato. Frank put his hand 
behind Emily's hair, and played with it gently. He then 
wiped her tears with his hand, and moved his index and 
middle finger to her. 

"Suck it."

Emily enclosed the thick fingers with her mouth. They 
were at least six inches in length, and quarter coin 
thick. She licked the fingertip, she could still taste 
the sperm on his hand, and she could feel his 
fingernails. There was a beep sound from the computer, 
telling them the upload for the photos were over. Frank 
pulled his fingers out, and told her to suck his 
pinkie. After a minute or so, Frank moved his hand to 
her ass. And his pinkie circled Emily's asshole. 

"No!!" Emily yelled. Frank was using Emily's saliva as 
lubricant. He slowly pushed it into her asshole.

"Damn fuck it's tight." Frank noted, and he pushed the 
whole finger in. Emily shrieked in pain. She jerked her 
legs but the pain gained as she tried to resist.

"If I put my fingers into your pussy, you won't be a 
virgin anymore." He said. Then he pulled his finger 
out. 

"Clean it, and I'll leave." Emily shook her head. She 
tried turning around, letting go of his huge balls. 
Frank rolled over and got on top of her. 

"Clean it and I leave, or I'll fuck you right now and 
everyday after today." 
Frank's cock was hard a long time ago. Emily opened her 
mouth. 

"Good girl." 

Emily licked the finger that's been into her asshole. 
She sucked it, and licked it. Frank pushed it in 
farther, reaching back of her throat. She gagged 
slightly, but Frank didn't care. Emily could feel 
Frank's penis on her stomach. It's weight pushed her 
chest down since he rolled over onto her. 

"Yeah, your tits are big enough." 

What? Emily thought. Big enough for what? 

Frank scooted up, sitting on her chest, and supporting 
himself with his knees. He placed his hard cock between 
her breast, pushed her tits to the center and slowly 
fucked it. 

"Not that big, but big enough." Frank commented. Emily 
closed her eyes again, she cried. My step father is 
raping me, she thought.

Not a minute has passed, and Frank rolled off of her. 
"It'll take too long to get me off now."

Frank stood up, "Thanks baby," he said zipping his 
pants up. "I'll use these photos for good." 

Emily could only stare at her step father while he 
printed naked photos of her, covered in gooey juice. 

Frank then walked to Emily. "You're mine." Frank said 
with a serious tone. "And get some cloths on, slave." 
He then walked out of her room.

Emily felt tears running from her eyes again. She 
wasn't abused to the degree of raped, but he did use 
him to satisfy his own sexual needs. And this was only 
the first day in Bronx. Not soon after cleaning the 
room and herself, she gathered new cloths and went into 
the bathroom to take a shower. Cleansing herself from 
disgrace and dirtiness, she closed her eyes to relax 
her senses. She then heard jiggling of a key chain, and 
her bathroom door opening. A tall shadow showed on the 
curtain, and a voice came. 

"Today is Tuesday, and Friday I will really have you."

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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