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Subject: Turning the Tables on Tammy
From: rogerptipe@aol.com (Rogerptipe)
Date: 27 Jun 1995 02:21:26 -0400

		     Turning The Tables On Tammy
			     Chapter One

	It would be safe to say that Tammy had gotten herself into
this mess on her own. She should have been smarter, should have been
more careful. Then again, perhaps her carelessness was just her
subconscious desire to be caught, thus assuring that she would get the
kind of treatment she was now certain to receive for the rest of her
life. However, the psychological intricacies of her ordeal were the
last thing on Tammy's mind as she lay silently, perfectly still, face
down on the floor of her father's private office at his exclusive
country club.

	She was sore from head to foot with the kind of wonderful
fatigue that comes from hours of intense pleasure and dozens of
orgasms. Her soft white skin was sticky with dried sweat and gobs of
half dried cum. Tammy knew she was a mess, and yet she smiled ever so
slightly as she waited quietly for what was to come next, with only
the vaguest of thoughts as to what she had done to get here.

	She had always been daring, much more so than her two older
brothers, who were kept under control by her parents over bearing
ways. Tammy was different, defiant of any authority and constantly
challenging the rules. Her rebellious nature would never have been
tolerated had she been a boy, but from day one, she was Daddy's Little
Princess, and thus got away with whatever she did. Being a spoiled
child had its advantages for Tammy. her father had made a considerable
fortune in the computer industry, so her life was filled with
expensive gifts, vacations and servants. Young Tammy loved it all.

	By the time Tammy was half way through her four years at a
very expensive private school, she had begun to blossom into quite a
lovely young woman. Slender build, with large full breasts and strong
athletic legs, gave her a body that had all the boys, (and some of the
girls) drooling as she paraded around in her school uniform. She had
also taken up modeling as a hobby, encouraged of course by her father,
who was ever so proud of his young beauty. Given her experimental
nature, it was no surprise that Tammy experimented sexually. However,
unlike most of her young friends, she did not find it disgusting and
boorish, but rather relished in the physical pleasure and more
importantly, the power it seemed to have over the boys in her classes,
as well as her teachers. It was from her encounters with these
teachers that Tammy learned much about love making and the value of
secrecy when it came to sex.

	In he father's mind, Tammy graduated from high school as the
best and the brightest in her class, as well as the most pristine,
untouched girl in the world. What he did not know however, was that
his Little Princess counted over three fourths of the boys in her
graduating class among the sixty plus men she had already fucked. Not
to mention the dozen or so staff members, including the silver haired
principal who handed her her diploma with a sly knowing grin.

	Sex in high school was easy enough to hide. Boys talked, but
everyone knew they exaggerated. Even if the rumors about her happened
to be true, Tammy could easily dismiss them. And the teachers? Who
were they going to tell? Most of them were married, with careers at
stake. None of them would dare risk that plus jail time just to tell
her father what a slut she was becoming. Had she been truly smart,
Tammy would have continued to chose men with more to lose than she
had. However, once in college, the lure of sex was too great. her
grades had forced her to attend a local state college. Not even her
father's money could fix that. He was embarrassed by it, but Tammy
loved the new freedom it gave her. She was thrilled to be surrounded
by so many new and exciting men and women. It did not take long for
her to discover all of the secluded spots on campus where she could
slip away for some between class fucking. Now that she was eighteen
and in college, her parents even relaxed the no parties rule and
allowed her to attend a few frat parties. They still would not allow
her to 'date' anyone without their approval, (which gave her a long
list of dull rich boys who just did not measure up to Tammy's
standards) She was able to have plenty of fun just by going to the
weekly frat parties. Never before had Tammy had such easy access to
multiple partners. Once in high school, on a dare, she had done a gang
bang with all 12 players on the basketball team, but the eight frats
on campus, gave Tammy as much as she could handle. Soon, she was gang
banging every weekend. It was like heaven

	She still modeled a bit, just for fun, and it was through her
association with a photographer that Tammy's demise was assured. Cal
had photographed her many times, building a nice portfolio for her of
fashion and bikini photos. One day, Cal asked Tammy, who by now
sported a lovely set of 38d breasts, if she would consider doing some
topless modeling for his private collection. Turned on by the idea,
Tammy agreed. Soon, she was posing nude for a small group of Cal's
photographer friends. She found it very arousing to be the center of
their attention, as if they were fucking her with their cameras.
Finally, one of the other photographers offered her five hundred
dollars to do a video for a private collector. Well, Christmas was
approaching and she did have her eye on a rather expensive watch for
dear old daddy. All she had to do was fuck a gorgeous male model that
the photographer provided for her. Tammy's indecision over this lasted
about three seconds before she agreed.

	To her delight, the model was as gorgeous a man as the
photographer had described, Tall and deeply black, with the body of a
god and a sexy smile. Now Tammy had fucked black men before and loved
it. As an added thrill, she knew how much her father hated blacks and
other minorities. Tammy had never shared these feelings, in fact they
were the one thing she hated about her father. He could be such a
bigot. Tammy was surprised at how quickly she warmed up to the idea of
the camera. This beautiful man's huge prick help she to that. Before
long, she was screaming and creaming on that huge black rod like a
true slut. For the climax of the video, Tammy jerked the black man off
onto her angelic face, and was surprised at the naughty thought which
raced through her mind as his semen splashed on her. "Daddy would die
if could see me now." It was the best money she had ever made.

	Little did she know, the private collector who the video was
for was none other than David Lee, a man her father's age, who had
long ago been cheated out of a fortune by Tammy's father. The man had
almost been ruined, and naturally always looked upon Tammy's family as
an enemy. He had seen her around, she had grown up quite beautiful.
His daughter went to school with Tammy. Unlike Tammy, David's daughter
was not pretty and popular, in fact, more than once his little girl
had come home crying because of something that bitch had done or said.
Even around the club, Tammy strutted around making enemies, treating
all the staff their as if they were shit on her shoes. David's hatred
for her father was equal to his loathing of his perfect daughter.
Imagine his surprise when he sat at his desk, popped in the new tape
he had ordered from that sleaze ball videographer and saw that the
young slut deep throating a ten inch black cock was none other than
the daughter of his most hated enemy. Oh revenge would be sweet.

	"Got to make a few phone calls," he thought to himself. But
first he whipped out his cock and began to stoke it furiously as he
watched rich little Tammy fuck like a cheap whore.

			     Chapter Two

	Tammy kept herself busy over the Christmas holidays by going
to lots of parties. It seemed like each fraternity held their
festivities on different nights, so she got fucked almost nightly for
two weeks. Still, she wanted and need more. As she and her family sat
at their usual table a the country club on December 29, Tammy allowed
her mind to wander. She had been somewhat careful not to set any of
these people know what a slut she was. She knew that most of them
hated her. Resented her father's money and power, and most of all,
were jealous of her beauty. "If they only knew... ," she thought.

	Tammy was somewhat surprised when David Lee, a man her father
had almost destroyed in a business deal, came over to their table with
his stupid cow of a daughter. She had gone to school with Tammy, but
they had not been friends. Wendy Lee had gotten into Vassar, the
stupid cow. Mr. Lee shook her father's hand, which was odd in itself.
"Just wanted to wish all of you a very happy holiday," he said before
leaving. Wendy shot Tammy a dirty look as she left. Who does that
bitch think she is? She thought.

	Half way through dinner, Tammy excused herself to go to the
ladies room. Really, she needed to call her friends and the Delta Chi
house to see if they were still going to have their big New Year's Eve
Party. On her way back from the phone, Tammy ran into Mr. Lee, she
tried to pass him, but he stopped her. "Tammy," he whispered. "I wanted
to get you alone so I could talk to you."

	"I'll bet ," she thought. "What do you want?" She asked.

	"Well, tomorrow afternoon, we are throwing a big surprise
party for your father. He has just been voted San Marcos father of the
year by the newspaper."

	"So what does that have to do with me?" She asked.

	"The paper would like for you to be there, since your brothers
couldn't make it home for Christmas. Do you think you can be here at
noon?" He asked.

	"The club is closed tomorrow," she replied. "How are you going
to get my father here?"

	"That's all been taken care of. We just need to make sure that
one of his kids is here. And keep it a secret, your mother and father
must be surprised."

	"OK, I'll try," Tammy said, although she knew she would be
here. It was about time those jealous pricks gave her daddy some
respect.

	Tammy returned to her table and Mr. Lee left. He had lots of
planning to do. Neither of them had seen that Wendy, not far away, had
heard their conversation.

			    Chapter Three

	When Tammy arrived at the country club the following day, she
was dressed to impress. Her daddy had always been proud of how
beautiful she was, and for this special occasion, she was going to
make sure she looked her best. After all, her two lazy brothers hadn't
even bothered to come home for Christmas, the pricks. Even though the
club was closed down that day, it was fully staffed, apparently for
the big surprise event. As she walked up to the door, Tammy could feel
the eyes of the Mexican grounds crew as they sweltered in the
afternoon sun. They watched her five foot seven inch frame strut by
dressed in thin white long sleeved blouse, mid length white skirt and
a nice pair of four inch heels. Her 38d-24-36 frame was a sight to
behold for the tired workers who couldn't help but stare at her
despite their loathing for the rude bitch who seemed to think that
they couldn't understand her constant insults, besides, her father was
that big jack ass who called them all stupid wetbacks.

	Tammy was a bit disappointed to have to spend an entire Sunday
here when she had planned to go with her friends to the beach, but she
had to keep up appearances. Inside, she was a bit surprised to find
very few of the normal kitchen staff buzzing about. "They should keep
these people out of sight so they don't ruin daddy's press coverage."
She though walking past them towards the meeting hall where Mr. Lee
had instructed her to wait. She was not surprised to see that he was
not here yet. "Always late," she mumbled "Just like the Jemaco deal
when my father took that contract from you and cost you all that
money." Tammy smiled, her father's ruthless business practices were
something she greatly admired in him. He wasn't afraid to go out and
get what he wanted, by force if necessary. But where was everyone? The
ceremony should be starting soon.

	She sat and waited a few minutes before Mr. Lee entered the
room. "It's about time," Tammy said. "Where is everyone?"

	"Sorry to keep you waiting, but we have a few things to
discuss before your father gets here," he replied, wheeling in a cart
with a TV and VCR on it.

	Tammy had a feeling that Mr. Lee was going to make a come on,
at some point all men did. And as much as the her pussy needed to be
fucked, there was no way an old loser like Mr. Lee was going to get
anywhere with her. She stood up and headed for the door defiantly. "I
don't have time for this sort of shit."

	"I can see we won't be doing this the easy way," he said
stepping in front of the door.

	"Get the fuck out of my way, before I tell my father. You know
what he'll do to, he'll ruin you."

	"Shut up and sit down you little bitch!" He bellowed firmly.
"This won't take a minute." He grabbed her by the arm and shoved her
into a chair. Tammy was too shocked by him to even move. "How dare he
lay a hand on me," she thought.

	"OK, let's get right to the point Tammy. I've never liked you
much. You're a spoiled stupid little bitch who thinks her shit is
candy and in Princess of the world. Well, my dear, those days are over
as of today. Starting now, you are going to be treated like the little
gutter whore you are."

	Tammy had never in her life been talked to like this. What did
he think he was doing. One word of this to her father and Mr. Lee
would be wiped out. He'd be on a offramp begging for change and his
cow wife and daughter would be her personal maid for this outrage.

	"That's right my dear, I know your dirty little secret. I
always knew you were a slut, I just thought you might be smart enough
to keep everyone from finding out. A girl in your position should be
more discreet." The words were striking close to home now and for the
first time, fear hit Tammy. Could he possibly know? She didn't think
so, he was bluffing.

	"Whatever it is you think you're talking about Mr. Lee, I
suggest you stop right there. One more word from you and I'll be
having this discussion with my father."

	"Oh, that is the plan dear. See, I have invited your father
down here. To watch a very special movie. Here I'll show you." Mr. Lee
turned on the TV and hit the play button on the VCR. After a few
agonizing seconds, the picture came clear. Then the truly agonizing
realization hit her. There on the TV, Tammy saw own face with a huge
black cock slapping against it as she sucked on a faceless man's
prick. "The video," she whispered, too horrified to move.

	"That's right. I am your private collector. You can only
imagine my surprise when I realized who the how new model of the month
was. I just wonder what dear old dad with think of his sweet Princess
when he sees this. He'll especially like the part where she gets her
cheeks busted by this huge nigger's prick won't he Tammy?"

	His obvious enjoyment gave Tammy something to fight against.
He wanted to think he had one, but she was smarter and more ruthless
than he imagined. "Oh yes, I'm sure he will. And I am sure your board
of directors, the church council, your wife and stupid cunt daughter
will love to know how daddy orders special shot tapes of blacks raping
poor white girls," she countered.

	"Raped?" He laughed. "I have paid twenty dollar whores who
didn't beg to be fucked this badly dear."

	"Of course, that's because you were there with a gun, forcing
me to do it. I think the police will love to hear all about that.
Should get you put away for a good long time ass hole."

	Tammy was fighting back well, as he knew she would. This is
why he had waited a few weeks before moving in, he had to have a back
up plan in case she didn't crack easily.

	"So," she continued "What do you say you give me that tape and
we can forget this ever happened, that is until I need some extra
spending money. I think you should be more than happy to toss some
cash my way in exchange for me not ruining you life."

	Mr. Lee sat laughing for a long moment. "I'll give you credit
slut, you don't go down without a fight. All right, you got me, I'll
give in, but how about we see what else in on the tape. Then I'll give
it to you."

	Tammy's smile of victory was short lived as his last statement
confused her a bit. Mr. Lee fast forwarded the tape for a minute, then
hit play again. This time the image was less clear, rather dark and
shaky, but it didn't take long to see that it was Tammy again. Someone
was shooting a video through the window of the fraternity house. An
uncontrolled squeak left Tammy's mouth as she watched herself on the
screen. Naked, on her hands and knees, a cock in her pussy, another in
her ass and a line of college guys waiting to cum all over her face.
She remembered that night vividly. They had all fucked her so good.

	"And in case you're wondering, there is more," he said
triumphantly. "I've had people following you for a few weeks now. I
have enough tape here to more than convince anyone who see this that
you are in fact a cheap worthless slut. Even dear old dad. You know,
this could just about kill the old bastard... unless of course, you
can convince me not to show him."

	Tammy had to fight back tears as the ramifications of the
video sunk in, but she was strong. He was enjoying this moment, but he
had a lot to lose as well. her father could still ruin him if he
showed anyone the tape. But what would daddy do to her? Years of being
a Princess had left her with few survival skills and even fewer
friends. Stiffen her lip, Tammy stood and took a step toward the door.
"You do what you want, No one will believe you anyway," she said
feebly.

	Mr. Lee could tell by the tone of defeat in her voice that he
would never actually have to show the video to her father, (a thought
which actually did scare him. Who knows what the mean old son of a
bitch might do to him. He breathed a secret sigh of relief as Tammy's
step was visibly uninspired. She wasn't going anywhere. "Sit you ass
down whore," he snapped. "Why don't you just wait here and we'll show
daddy together and see what he says."

	Tammy stopped, tears now rolled down her cheeks as she sat
back down. There was no way out of this one. She did not want to beg
him, but she could not let him show that tape to anyone. It would kill
her father and destroy the entire family. Sniffling she asked the
question he had so much wanted to hear. "What do you want in exchange
for the tape."

	Leaning on the table inches for the seated nineteen year old
blonde, Mr. Lee felt his cock surge with energy. He was 46 years old
and hadn't had a pussy this young and well bred in years. He wanted to
enjoy this. What's more, he could do whatever he wanted to her. It was
like paying a whore, except no whore he'd ever met had been so
beautiful, perfect. And more importantly, no whore was the daughter of
the man who had stolen his ideas and his fortune. For all the years
Tammy's father had taken food from the mouths of his family, he was
going to take it out tenfold on his precious little Princess. His mind
reeled with all the wicked tortures he had in mind for little Tammy.
It was all he could do to keep from cumming in his pants right then
and there.

			     Chapter Four

	Wendy was suspicious of her father's talk with Tammy. She knew
there was no such award going to Tammy's dad. The whole town hated and
feared the bastard. Almost as much as she hated Tammy Douglas, the
bitch who had made her high school years a dateless Hell. She and her
friends were constantly tormenting her for her shy bookish nature, and
her somewhat overweight frame. Wendy Lee was by no means fat, but she
was a far cry from that 'model' bitch Tammy Dougals. That plus the
ostracization from the popular crowd had made Wendy's high school
years dateless and lonely. She was reduced to having to take her
pimply faced younger cousin Harold, all of fourteen at the time, to
her senior prom. While Wendy heard all the stories of Tammy's sexual
exploits, (They couldn't have been true, no one was that big a slut)
Wendy had to be satisfied with her fingers and various toys to satisfy
her plump pussy. Each and every time her chubby fingers made he pussy
cum, Wendy swore to one day get revenge on Wendy and girls like her.

	Away at college, Wendy Lee found life no better, shy,
unattractive and new at an all girls school did not bode well for
one's sex life, unless of course, one like girls. Wendy found more and
more, that didn't dislike that idea, but as of yet, she had not
sampled a woman's pussy. She did find her revenge fantasies about
Tammy growing increasingly more sexual. She was in the middle of one
of these fantasies in the shower when she heard her father's car pull
out of the driveway for his 'meeting' with Tammy.

	Wendy had three fingers pumping in and out of her open pussy
as she held the showerhead down between her legs. The warm jets of
water, pulsating on her swollen clit, driving her crazy, making her
entire body tense up, almost there. Her mind raced with images of
revenge against Tammy. In her mind, she had Tammy tied on her knees
with her hands tied behind her back. A black leather blindfold hid her
fate from Tammy. A line of homeless men and women, unshowered, unclean
and mostly old and diseased were standing in front of lovely Tammy
waiting their turn to use her mouth as a cum depository. The cum of a
dozen homeless bums dripped out of Tammy's rich pristine mouth as she
struggled to get away. Behind her, Wendy knelt, driving a huge black
strap on dildo up her precious ass hole. Wendy had both hands full of
that perfect long blonde hair, which had always made her jealous (her
own thin mousy blonde hair was always cut short to hid its lack of
body) Wendy could feel the orgasms flowing through her body as the
water and the depraved revenge images sent her over the top. Had
anyone been in the house, they would have heard the girl screaming out
in anger and ecstasy.

			    Chapter Five

	Back at the club, David stood over a now weeping Tammy,
stroking her beautiful blonde hair. "Maybe," he thought, "I'll make her
shave it all off. Won't look so fucking pretty bald will she?"

	"Please," Tammy sobbed. "Don't show my father the video. I'll
never treat you that way again. I'll even give you all the money I can
get my hands on, and I will never do this sort of thing again. From
now on I'll be a good girl I swear."

	David grabbed Tammy by the hair, forcing her to look up at
him. "Oh you won't ever treat anyone this way again, that's for sure.
I'll see to that, from now on you are going to be very nice to
everyone. And as for your money dear, there is not enough money in the
entire world to stop me from having you do my bidding." He pointed to
the TV screen and made her watch herself in action. "As for you not
doing that again... I beg to differ. You'll be doing it even more,
only now it will be when and with whom I order you to do it, not to
satisfy your slut pussy."

	Through teary eyes, Tammy could see Mr. Lee laughing as on
screen she bounced wildly on some frat boy's fat cock. She truly
looked like a dick starved whore. "why wasn't I more careful?" she
thought to herself again.

	"I won't be your slave," she whimpered, trying her best to
sound defiant and strong. "No matter what you say or do."

	"Oh i believe you will. One look at this tape and dear old dad
will kick his little slut right out into he streets. How long do you
think you'll last then dear?" David Lee was in Heaven, it was too
much. He knew he had to do something to her quickly or he would
explode. Moving closer to her, David said. "Take out my cock."

	Tammy turned her head away. "No. I won't do it, I'm not like
that."

	"Come now dear, from the looks of this tape, you are a regular
cum drinking whore. You love it. Now, you just better get to work, and
pray you are as good as you look. Come on sweetie, take out my cock."

	Tammy turned her face upwards towards him. It had been a long
time since anyone had needed to ask her to do that. She was rather
accustomed to taking the initiative. Still, this was not someone she
particularly wanted to be with. "If I do, will you promise not to show
the tape to my daddy?" She pleaded.

	David just laughed. "Oh my dear, sweet Tammy, this is only the
beginning. I can't promise you this is all you have to do, but I will
make you this promise. If you don't suck my cock right now, I will
show your this tape to your daddy and to the entire fucking club."

	A look of horror struck Tammy's face. "Oh please no mister
Lee, don't do that," she moaned.

	"Then suck me," he barked. Tammy's trembling fingers unzipped
David's trousers. They fell to his feet as she pulled his boxer shorts
down over his hips. His stiff prick popped up, smacking Tammy under
her chin. She jumped back a bit surprised. David snorted, "Don't worry
sweetie, it won't bite you."

	Tammy was embarrassed by her own reaction. She had sucked over
two hundred fifty cocks in her young life, but this was somehow
frightening. This man knew her secrets and could use that knowledge to
hurt her and destroy her father. She had no choice but to do as this
man said and hope his imagination was not as wicked as his grin.

	David Lee had a rather short cock, even throbbing as it was
now, it was barely five inches long. However, it was exceptionally
thick, measuring a full three and three quarters an inch across. In
all his years with his wife, David had never gotten her used to its
thickness. Oh he had plans for this spoiled young bitch. She was going
to do things to his thick prick that only whores had done in for him
in the past. Even better, she was going to do it for free, and beg him
for more.

	Tammy was a bit surprised by the girth of Mr. Lee's member. It
wasn't very long, but it was so big around. A horrifying vision struck
her as she thought of this fist like cock invading her tight body. "I
had better suck him really good," she thought to herself shuddering.

	"Do you like my cock, whore?" David snapped as Tammy wrapped
her delicate young fingers around the thick shaft. It was too big to
even fit in her hand.

	Keeping her head down, Tammy whined. "Stop calling me that."

	"You are right dear," David taunted. "Whore's get paid. You're
doing this for free, so I guess you're just a slut. But don't worry,
once I start pimping you out around town, then you'll be a proper
whore."

	Tammy knew that he was trying to humiliate her with his harsh
words and fought the urge to cry again as she stroked his dick.
"Besides, ," she thought "This won't take long." Judging from the pre-
cum that dribbled fro the big purple head of his cock, Mr. Lee would
be a very fast shooter.

	"Go on," he said, seeing her staring at the pre-cum. "Give it a
lick slut girl. You should get used to the taste of my cum. You'll be
enjoying it for a quite some time."

	Tammy tried to ignore his cruel words and concentrate on
getting this over with. She snaked out her tongue to sample the clear
fuck fluid that ran from Mr. Lee's prick. The salty taste was very
familiar. Tammy loved the taste of man spunk and no amount of anger or
humiliation could change the fact that giving head turned her on. To
her utter horror and shame, Tammy felt her nipples go hard beneath her
blouse and felt her pussy begin to drip.

	"Oh God," she thought. "What kind of slut have I become?"

	She closed her lips around the huge head of Mr. Lee's cock. It
stuffed her mouth full of cock meat. Getting this beer can of a cock
into her mouth was going to be a challenge. Tammy had learned to deep
throat expertly, and could easily handle at least twelve inches down
her throat, (A feat she had accomplished many times) but this one was
so wide.

	Her soft tongue swirled around the bulbous head of his dick,
wetting it with her spit. Looking down at her, David though she was
even more beautiful like this, her soft full lips stretched tightly
around his fat cock. He couldn't wait to throat fuck her. His wife had
never been able to do it, and none of the whore's he had paid to do it
were one tenth as beautiful as the lovely Tammy Douglas.

	She started to suck hard on the head of his prick, trying to
avoid having him shove it in her mouth. She felt that with some good
lip and tongue action, he would shoot before face fucking her. That
might just suffocate her. "After all," she though arrogantly, "with
that old cow of a wife he has, this is no doubt the best head the old
guy has had in years. He should be grateful."

	Grateful he was not however. What David was feeling was pure
ecstasy. Not only was this the best head he had in years, but it was a
pure slap in the face to Tammy and her bastard of a father. Tammy had
been the belle of the ball all her life, the untouchable virgin
Princess of her father's corrupt Kingdom and now he was about to force
his thick cock down her throat until she gagged. Oh how he wished he
were getting this on videotape.

	Tammy flinched as David stroked her cheek. She seemed to know
what was coming next and definitely did not want him to grab her head
and start thrusting. She pulled back off his cock, which made an
audible pop as it left her lips.

	"Now, now dear, why so jumpy?" David mocked. I'm just admiring
your skin, you know your father always brags about how little Princess
has the most perfect skin when he shows us your stupid modeling
pictures. Must be from all that cum the boys rub on your face." David
laughed aloud as he pulled Tammy to her feet.

	"Oh God," she though, "what is he going to do to me?"

	"Sit on the table, "David ordered, shoving her back, her ass
hitting the edge of the giant meeting table roughly. Before she could
utter a word of protest, David spun her around facing away from him
and pushed her down onto her back. A few seconds worth of positioning,
had the young bitch lying on her back with her face hanging over the
table. She knew what this position was best for.

	"No," she squealed. "Don't shove that thing down my throat,
it's too wide." Tears streamed from Tammy's face.

	"Shut up," David barked. "I told you to do as I say or daddy
sees everything." He slapped her across the face with his prick. "Now
open wide, slut, time for me to open that throat of yours."

	Just then, the door to the conference room opened. Both of
them looked towards the door. Miguel, one of the waiters from the
dining hall popped his head in. "I'm saved," thought Tammy.

	"What do you want Miguel?" barked David.

	Tammy seized the moment "Help me Miguel, he's raping me, call
the police. Help!" She screamed to the man.

	Miguel, who had been screamed at many times by young Tammy,
smiled at her. In broken English he replied. "Sorry I no speaka the
English." They all knew it was a lie, and Miguel and David burst into
laugher.

	"What is going on?" though Tammy in horror. "Why won't he help
me?"

	"Sorry sir," Miguel said to David. "Would you or the young
lady like anything to drink?" Now his English was perfect, with only a
hint of an accent.

	"He's in on it too," realized Tammy, and her heart sank.

	"I'd love a brandy Miguel," replied David, "however, I do
believe, Miss Douglas here will have plenty to drink soon enough."
Both men laughed again.

	"Very good sir," Miguel said, taking a glance at the TV screen
before exiting. "Nice video," he mocked. "I've seen it three times
already." He left them alone.

	"Now, where were we?" Teased David. "Oh yes, I was about to
fuck your precious face. Open wide slut."

	Fear and helplessness overwhelmed Tammy, what did he have
planned for her? How many people were in on it? Who had he shown the
video to already? Sobbing again, Tammy opened her mouth and waited for
the thick shaft to invade her mouth.

	David did not make her wait long for it, grabbing her by the
side of her head, he thrust the length of his cock into her mouth in
one stroke. Most of his rather short cock filled her mouth, but when
it did hit the back of her throat, Tammy felt the thick cock force her
throat open. Tammy's gag reflex kicked in, trying to expel the
intrusion, but David held her face tightly in his hands, forcing her
to keep his cock buried in her throat. Gagging and in some pain as her
throat struggled to loosen up, Tammy squirmed on the table.

	"Hold still," David shouted. He wanted to stretch her throat
out, and needed her to stop moving to keep from shooting off right
down her throat. That just wouldn't do, oh no, he had other plans.

	Desperately breathing through her nose, Tammy felt her throat
begin to give in to the violating cock. Her jaw was stretched to its
max by the width of his cock, but she took it. A brief sense of
depraved pride rushed over her as she thought of her accomplished
mouth and her cocksucking talents. Again she was ashamed to feel her
pussy juices flowing.

	Having recovered from his near orgasm, David regained his
composure and began his onslaught once again. Reaching down, he ripped
open Tammy's thin white blouse, sending buttons flying across the
large black table. Tammy moaned weakly around David's prick. "Quiet
pet," he cooed, "I just want you to be good and comfortable." He tore
open the front clasp on her bra, allowing her full breasts to spill
out into view. They were huge and so firm, with silver dollar sized
dark patches. Gumdrop sized nipples poked out of the centers of the
dark areoles. "Oh, my little slut is turned on by being forced to
throat fuck eh?" David's mocking voice brought tears once again to
Tammy's eyes. To her shame, he was right, her body was responding to
the pleasure she always felt with a cock in her mouth. Never mind,
that he was forcing her, her pussy didn't know any better.

	David took each of her nipples between his rough fingers. "Now
slut," he chanted. "I'm going to fuck your throat good and hard. You
take it like a good slut or I'll tear into your nipples like you've
never had done." To emphasize his point, David gave her nips a very
hard squeeze, causing her to let out a muffled scream. The pain shot
from her tits down to her pussy and made her even wetter. As David
began to pump in and out of her mouth, he caressed her huge breasts
roughly, kneading them like huge wads of dough. Now opened up, Tammy's
throat graciously accepted his prick, but her breath still came in
short snorts through her nose. If David had plugged her nose, she
would have suffocated.

	His fast rhythm soon had Tammy lulled into a semi trace. No
longer painful, his cock just filled her mouth in a rather pleasant
manner. She let herself go a bit and began to enjoy herself a bit.
That was a big mistake. As she writhed around on the table, Tammy's
skirt rode up around her waist. Now David had a clear view of her
modes white panties. The damp spot in the center was unmistakable. It
was clear that Tammy was getting hot by being forced to suck his cock.
That nearly made him shoot his load right then.

	"So, ," he mocked. "My slut gets wet sucking cock?"

	Tammy shook her head around his cock, trying to hide her
arousal, but it was no use. David pinched her nipples hard again,
sending pain throughout Tammy's body. "Yes you are slut! Now I want
you to play with your precious pussy while I fuck your face. I want
Daddy's little Princess to fuck herself while she gets raped and
degraded like she knows she deserves."

	His words stung her badly, making her feel more ashamed than
she had ever felt in her life. How could he be doing this to her? How
could she be liking it so much? No matter, though, she knew she had
best do what he said. All she had to do was finger her pussy and fake
an orgasm when he wanted her to, play the role of the filthy slut he
wanted her to be. Reaching down with her left hand, Tammy pulled her
panties away from he pussy, "God," she thought. "I'm soaked." With her
other hand, she rubbed a finger along her slit, again amazed by the
amount of fluid she was spewing. Her pussy felt as if it had been
fucked by a dozen men and was oozing their sperm.

	"Don't play with it gently like a Sunday school teacher!"
David yelled. "Fuck your cunt like the slut you are!" David had picked
up his pace and was really pounding in and out of her mouth now. his
heavy balls slapped against her eyes. "Won't be long now," they both
thought together.

	Tammy followed orders, jamming three fingers in and out of
herself, matching David's rhythm. With her other hand still holding
her panties, she used that thumb to rub her swollen clitoris. "What a
show I'm giving him," she thought to herself, still trying to convince
herself that she was not really about to cum. Soon however, her body
began to betray her. Loud moaning escaped around David's cock and
Tammy's stomach began to spasm.

	Seeing that his captive slut was going to orgasm soon, David
let lose a stream of degrading talk designed to forever ingrain verbal
humiliation into her brain as a cause of sexual climax. From this day
forward, Tammy would cum whenever anyone called her filthy names.

	"That's it," he bellowed. "Little slut can't get enough cock
down her throat. Work those fingers in you rich little cunt, just
dreaming of gang fucking dozens of men, drinking gallons of cum. Fuck
that sloppy nigger fucked cunt for me, you are nothing but my cum
toilet now, and you love it don't you. It makes you cum just thinking
about me spraying your pretty little model's face with dirty sperm.
Think you'll make a good model after I have the staff all cum on that
rich bitch face." As David screamed insults at her, Tammy felt her
mind begin to reel, the first waves of multiple climax began to hit
her body. From the corner of her eye, she could see Migues standing a
few feet away, watching her, smiling at her.

	"This is it," she thought, "I can't stop. Oh daddy, I'm
sorry."

	Tammy's body thrust up off the table, just as David pulled his
cock from her throat and jerked it off. The pain it caused upon
withdrawal added to her screams of pleasure which now escaped from the
young blonde's mouth. All over the county club grounds her cries of
lust could be heard. A smile could be found on the faces of all the
workers who heard that bitch Tammy Douglas cry out...

	David's verbal abuse did not stop as his cock exploded onto
Tammy's face, but she could not make any of it out. Her head was
exploding with passion along with her pussy which was still spasming,
well into its third orgasm and showing no signs of slowing down. She
had three fingers from each hand inside of herself now, dying to coax
out all the climaxes she had in her. She could feel David begin to
spray her face and instinctively opened wide and extended her tongue,
catching a stream of his seed in her mouth and gobbling it up.
Mindlessly, her mouth sought out the pumping jizz gusher and she
locked her lips over it, swallowing spurts of cream as if it were life
blood.

	David's orgasm almost knocked him off his feet. He exploded
all over Tammy's face as he degraded her with his words. Somehow, he
doubted if she was hearing him anymore, her body was twisting and
writhing around as she came like he'd never seen any woman cum before.
To his delight, she caught his spurting cock in her mouth and sucked
the rest of the cum out, actually milking more out of his draining
balls. David finally fell backwards into a chair and watched as Tammy
rode out the final few minutes of her awesome series of orgasms. She
finally collapsed on the table her chest rising and falling, out of
breath. She was a mess. The beautiful daughter of a rich man was now
sweating like a pig with her hands up her slimly cunt and a ton of
white sticky cum all over her face and dripping from her whore's
mouth. David grabbed his brandy from Miguel, pleased with Tammy's
first lesson. Tammy lay still, exhausted and ashamed from her
incredible orgasm, loving the taste of Mr. Lee's cum in her mouth and
still pumping slowly in her pussy. Miguel, the quiet kitchen help
smiled silently as he began to plan his own revenge on the white bitch
who had so often insulted he and the other staff members.

	All three of them were unaware of the pair of eyes who had
seen the whole thing... and the evil smile that went along with them.

			     Chapter Six

	Wendy Lee had gone to the club certain that she would find her
father having an affair with Tammy Douglas. That would fit. She had
know that her father had seen women on the side, and sleeping with a
married man would be just Tammy's style. Admittedly, Wendy did not
have much of a plan as to what she was going to do, but it was no
accident she had brought along a .22 caliber handgun she had found in
her mother's dresser drawer. "Which one am I going to use this on?"
She found herself thinking as she pulled into the club's long
driveway.

	Once at the club, she had waited for Tammy to arrive, then
followed her to the main meeting hall. Deciding to get a closer look,
Wendy sneaked around outside to a large window where she could watch
without being discovered. The large hedge around the building gave her
a perfect hiding place. Her heart broke when she was her father was
waiting for Tammy. Even though she had her suspicions about his extra
marital affairs, seeing it was almost too much for her to bear. "Well"
she thought "That bitch won't soon forget fucking around with my
family." Her hand began absentmindedly stroking the cold gun in her
hand.

	For whatever reason, Wendy stood outside watching the scene
unfold. To her surprise, Tammy seemed less than receptive to her
father. Their words were somewhat muffled, but it was clearly not
exactly as she had first thought. To her shock, her father brought in
a TV set. Wendy almost collapsed when she was Tammy fucking on the
screen. "That little slut," Wendy thought to herself. "Isn't that just
like her." Wendy had heard all the stories about Tammy in high school
and was one of the few who believed every single one of them.

	As she watched, Wendy leaned closer to the glass, straining to
hear what was going on inside. Before too long, it became apparent.
her father was not having an affair with Tammy. No, he was
blackmailing the little cunt. Suddenly, she wasn't angry with her
father. In fact, she smiled broadly at just how devious he was. All
the years of suffering Mr. Douglas had caused her family was all going
to come down on little Tammy. What could be more perfect.

	Wendy wasn't thrilled by the idea of watching her father have
sex, she had always found the idea of her parents doing it as rather
sick. However, the lure of seeing any man dominate the former prom
queen, cheerleader, perfect girl was just too much to resist. It was
like every fantasy she had ever had. The beautiful model, most popular
girl who had teased her and made sure she had no friends was now being
forced to suck off her father. It gave Wendy such perverse pleasure to
hear Tammy moan and cry while her much older dad shoved his stiff
prick down her throat.

	Wendy's hand slipped down between her thighs as her father
laid Tammy on the table. Prone and helpless, the one time home coming
queen of her school was reduced to a slobbering hole for men to fuck
and disregard like so much chewed tobacco. Any man, it appeared, since
Miguel had come and gone with not a word of objection. The sights of
Tammy's spread thighs and her fingers furiously fucking her pussy were
so erotic to Wendy. So many nights, the chubby girl had done the same
thing to her own tight little hole.

	Too turned on to stop, Wendy undid her shorts and pulled them
down around her thick thighs. She pulled aside her sopping wet panties
to gain access to her burning cunt. She began to finger herself in the
same increasingly rapid rhythm as Tammy. Not satisfied with that,
Wendy let the cold steel of the pistol rub along her slit, slipping
the barrel up inside herself like an obscene dildo, bringing herself
to orgasm at the same time that daddy's new whore was getting off and
being showered in cum. Afraid that her muffled cries of lust would
alert them to her presence, Wendy pulled up her shorts and left
quickly. There would be plenty of time for her to use daddy's new toy
for herself later. "Besides," she thought "daddy's revenge lacks
imagination." Laughing, Wendy sped off, she had much planning to do.

			    Chapter Seven

	It took Tammy several minutes to catch her breath after her
tremendous orgasm. She felt like she had exploded. Her hands were
soaked, her legs weak, her clit throbbed, her throat ached and perhaps
most of all, her heart wept, for deep inside, she had loved the way
Mr. Lee had just treated her.

	David Lee sat back in his chair, trying to regain his
composure. he hadn't cum like that in years. Normally, after shooting
his wad, it took a while before David was ready to go again, but this
time his cock was already rising again, just seconds after its
eruption. The mere thought of the things he had in store for Tammy had
his pole up and throbbing in record time.

	Wanting to take advantage of Tammy before she had time to
think, David rose and took his drink from Miguel. The two men leered
at Tammy who still lay on her back, panties held aside by her hand.
"What do you think Miguel?" David asked menacingly.

	"Oh yes, I believe she will do nicely," replied the other man.

	"Good, they deserve a bonus for all they have endured. Go and
get them," David ordered. Without a word, Miguel was gone.

	"What does he mean, get them?" thought Tammy out loud, snapping
out of her semi euphoric state of post orgasmic bliss. Gathering her
wits a bit, Tammy attempted to make a stand against her tormentor. She
whirled around and made a dash for the door. David had figured Tammy
wasn't broken yet. Oh no, she was used to getting her way and would
not be so quick to give up to the inevitable punishment that lie
ahead. Tammy hadn't taken her second step for the freedom before David
shot out his leg in front of her, sending the girl sprawling flat on
her face to the floor, knocking the wind out of her. David chuckled,
looking down on his prone captive as she choked and gasped for her
lost breath. Sprawled out in front of him, she was even more
desirable. He moved swiftly to her side, grabbing a handful of her
hair and pulled her to her feet.

	"You aren't going anywhere just yet my leetle pet," he mocked,
shoving her back into a chair. "You have a lot of payback still."

	"What do you mean?" she asked, confused. "I did what you
asked. You promised."

	"Shut up you stupid little bitch. I told you this was just the
beginning. It's time you learned a little respect. You haven't been
the nicest little lady to the help around here, so when word got out
about our little game, the kitchen and grounds staff here at the club
started lining up for their shot at your precious body. They have put
up with a lot of shit from you over the years, and as a bonus, I am
going to let them have you."

	"NOOOOOOOOO," Tammy cried, terrified at the idea of all those
filthy hands on her, taking advantage of her soft white skin and
tender young pussy. "You can't do this to me." She was again sobbing
aloud.

	"When are you going to realize that I can do whatever the fuck
I want to with you. I own you now Tammy. You are my whore, to do with
as I please. If I say suck my cock you will do it and like it. It I
say fuck the kitchen help, you will do it with a smile. Plus... ," His
words were cut off as the door opened and Miguel came back in, this
time with friends. Three other members from the kitchen staff and four
of the groundskeepers followed him, along with one of the waitresses.
Tammy started to scream, but shut up when David's hand slapped down
herd next to her on the chair.

	"These are the one's who have worked the hardest sir," said
Miguel. "They are the ones I recommend for the bonus."

	"Very good Miguel. These all look like fine strapping young
lads, but what of the senorita? asked David.

	Miguel smiled broadly. "Rosa, works in the dining area mister
Lee. Miss Douglas has never spared her a cruel comment or a dirty
look."

	"Is this true Rosa?" asked David.

	Tammy's head fell in shame. It was true, she had often made
rude remarks to Rosa, believing that the woman couldn't hear or
couldn't understand her insults.

	"Jess sir," she responded in a heavy accent. "De leetle bitch
she says to me what a cheap whore, or stupid wetback slut blows de
staff for a dollar."

	One of the workers laughed "But it's true Rosa," he giggled.

	Miguel continued. "Well, sir, it is true, Rosa is the staffs
favorite entertainment. She does provide sexual services to all of the
staff here for a small fee, but it is only to feed her children."

	David turned to Tammy. "You see, you stupid little cunt, Rosa
has to work to feed her family. You wouldn't understand that because
you have never worked a day in your worthless life. However, I believe
Rosa has much to teach you." He turned to Rosa. "Dear, have you been
busy today?" David knew the answer, it was another part of the plan.

	"Jes sir, I have fucked ten men dis morning. Dey all came in
my pussy," she responded.

	"Well then," continued David. "I believe you need to have some
relief. Since Tammy is a cum sucking little tramp, I think she can
clean out your dirty whore's pussy really well."

	"God no," Tammy cried and leapt to her feet in an attempt to
escape. The men blocked her way and threw her back onto her chair.
David was on her instantly, grabbing her chin and pulling her face
close to his. "Listen you little cooze, you have two choices. One, you
can cooperate and maybe I don't show the tape, or two, you fight, you
fight, these men rape you and I show the tape to daddy. You decide."
She couldn't say the words, but Tammy's eyes dropped, giving David the
answer he wanted. He stood and addressed the small group.

	"Gentleman and lady, you have worked very hard for the
enjoyment of the club's members. Along the way, this worthless piece
of white trash had not treated you with any respect. Now as a reward
for hard work and tolerance, I am giving her to you. She is yours to
do with as you please. I ask only that you allow her slutty mouth to
first occupy itself with the task of sucking all the cum from Rosa's
pussy." David stepped aside. "Miguel, you will stay also."

	Miguel bowed slightly to the other man, then took over. He
approached Tammy and stood her up for the others to examine. He looked
her up and down for a long moment, then turned to David. "Sir, if I
may pass on this opportunity. You see, I love my wife and to insult
her womanhood by entering this common street whore would defile our
wedding vows." He spat at Tammy's feet and stepped away, standing next
to David, who had to fight back the laugher at the theatrics of it
all. Miguel's wife was three hundred pounds of frightening woman. The
real reason he couldn't fuck Tammy was that he had just dropped two
loads of cum into Rosa that Tammy would soon be tasting.

	Tammy felt her face turn red with shame at the situation. This
glorified waiter was turning her down not out of goodness or decency,
but because he deemed her unworthy of soiling his vows. Tears washed
her eyes again as the others closed in around her. The seven men
formed a tight circled around her and began to roughly remove her
expensive clothing, careful to rip each piece at every opportunity.
Tammy thought of struggling at first, but a short glare from David,
who turned the video back on as a reminder, shut Tammy up quickly.
When she was down to her bra and panties, the men parted, allowing
Rosa to stroll up to Tammy. The Mexican woman was about ten years
older than Tammy, but looked closer to forty than twenty nine. She had
lived a hard life and already had seven children. She only took the
minimum wag job at the club because it made it easy for her to pick up
whoring money on the side. A rather large woman, Rosa looked like she
could crush the rich teen between her strong thighs.

	Rosa had done as instructed this morning. She had let ten men
fuck her and cum inside of her, something she never did, then left
their seed in her pussy and did not shower. David had wanted the smell
of sex to be all over the older woman. That, plus the kitchen and
sweat smell were strong on the woman as she stood looking Tammy up and
down. Finally she gave Tammy her first of many orders. "Take my
clothes off," she said sternly.

	When she turned around, Rosa felt Tammy's shaking fingers pull
down the zipper at the back of her uniform. With a shrug of her
shoulders, Rosa was naked, except for a tightly stretched pair of
panties. Rosa propped her full frame onto the edge of the table, with
her legs dangling, the visibly wet crotch of her panties at the edge,
and leaned back. "Well," she snorted. "Get to work cleaning me out. I
have more customers to get to."

	Tammy tried to step back, but strong hands held her in place.
There was no way she was going to escape. Even if she could, Mr. Lee
would show the tape to her father, and then she would be in deep shit.
"How bad can it be?" thought Tammy. It wasn't like she had never gone
down on a woman before. To her horror, Tammy soon saw how bad it could
be. As Rosa pulled off her panties, Tammy got a look at the
prostitute's pussy. To this point, Tammy had been with maybe a dozen
women, all of them fresh young girls like her who were beautiful and
perfectly clean. This was not the case with Rosa however. The wetness
on her panties had not been from her own juices entirely, but rather
from leakage. All the creamy loads that had been recently dumped into
her pussy were now leaking out, making a mess of her dark, hairy lips.
There was half dried cum stuck to the lips, to the thick bush, it
looked a mess. Tammy's stomach turned.

	"You should get used to a pussy like that dear," mocked David.
"Once you take over for Rosa as the staff whore, your own sweet young
pussy will soon look just like that."

	Rosa laughed evilly and spread her legs, allowing even more cum
to drip from between her legs. "Hurry up. I don't have all day," she
barked. Like the others, Rosa was enjoying Tammy's torment a great
deal. She felt strong hands on her hips, holding her in place, while
other hands pushed her over at the waist so that her face was on the
same level as Rosa's oozing slit. The men around her cackled and
shouted out encouragement, as Tammy felt herself being pushed slowly
between the large woman's parted thighs.

	"This is it," Tammy thought, closing her eyes as her nose
caught the first whiffs of the scent of an aroused pussy, sweat,
kitchen grime and a dozen or so semen deposits. Fighting back the urge
to gag, Tammy felt her nose bump the woman's bulging lower stomach.
"God," she thought. "I hope I don't ever want to get pregnant. I'll
have to start using the pill before... "

	There was no time to think about that, though as one of the
men shoved Tammy's ass forward, forcing her face deep into Rosa's
crotch. The smell was overwhelming, but it was nothing compared to the
taste. Normally, Tammy love the sweet taste of pussy, and the strong
manly taste of cum, but in Rosa, there was not the familiar fresh
taste. Instead it was as if she had not washed in days, and the cum
had dried and curdled into sour lumps that stuck to Tammy's face. "She
has her moth closed," Rosa grumbled.

	David stepped in closer and turned Tammy's to face him. "Now
dear, you have a job here. Since you are not quite ready to be a full
fledged whore yet, we have to put you to good use. For now, your job
is to clean out Rosa, and make her nice and fresh. Sort of a human
douche," with that, he shoved Tammy's face back to Rosa's pussy. "Now
lick!"

	Tammy reluctantly opened her mouth and began to tongue Rosa's
gaping slit. The strong taste of cum and the older woman's now flowing
juices filled her taste buds. There was so much in there, in her
stretched pussy, as if a hundred men had dumped their seed into her,
and now it was up to Tammy to lick each of them out and swallow. When
she thought of those dirty, grimy men who had paid their twenty bucks
to pump Rosa, she felt the shame well up inside her. Now, some of
those same men were watching her suck the seed from her womb for free.
Mindlessly licking Rosa and ingesting cum like it was candy. As the
while, they leered at her. The rich little bitch who was too good to
so much as give them the time of day, was not sucking their cum from a
whore's snatch. Deep inside of her, Tammy knew that she would be their
next whore. To her shame, that thought made her pussy twitch and made
her dive in and suck with new enthusiasm.

	As Tammy licked, the other men stood around shouting and
cheering her on. One of them grabbed the side of Tammy's panties and
tore them off with one strong rip. He then spread her legs, leaving
her wobbling on her heels. They stepped back and examined the fine
specimen. Her beautiful long legs spread wide. Her nice round ass,
naked and exposed for them all to enjoy. Even her pussy lips were
visible from this angle. The puffy, swollen lips were dripping with
her own arousal. "They can all see," she thought in horror. "They can
see how wet I am, and how hot this all makes me. It's so degrading."
Then Tammy could feel hands on her legs, running up and down the
length of them. How often had they seen her lying by the pool rubbing
suntan oil on those perfect long legs, and how they had received such
dirty looks for so much as looking before. No more of that treatment.
Mr. Lee had promised them that Tammy would be their plaything for as
long as they wanted.

	Tammy continued to suck streams of half dried cum out of Rosa.
There seemed to be a never-ending supply of the strong bitter goo. She
was swallowing more and more of it, knowing that if she did not do as
she was told, there could be much worse punishments in store for her.
By now, Rosa was moaning and writhing on the table, her own excitement
growing towards a climax. Tammy felt her face squeezed tightly between
her giant thighs and her face shoved deeper by chubby hands. In Rosa's
job, there was little time to enjoy herself, time was money after all.
Now she was getting a first class tongue job but that prissy young
miss who could be so cruel to the help. "Not so proper now are you?"
she squealed as her body spasmed in an as intense an orgasm as she had
ever had. Tammy lapped up the flowing juices from the whore's spasming
pussy, actually enjoying the fresh new taste coming from Rosa. She
slowed as Rosa finally stopped cumming, thinking that her torment
might be ending as well. No such luck however, as Rosa clamped down
again on her head. "Don't stop little miss. I need a lot more work to
relax these tired bones. Plus some of today's Johns did me in my ass,
I think it needs to be cleaned up too."

	Tammy had little time to even consider this horror, however,
as she felt one of the worker's hard pricks rub against her inner
thigh. It was hot and bare, sending Tammy into a new panic. She had
stopped taking the pill three months ago when her father had almost
caught her with it. Now she relied on a diaphragm and condoms to keep
her safe. Since she had come for a tribute to daddy, she had not
inserted her diaphragm, and it was clear this brute did not have a
condom.

	She turned to David. "Please no," she cried. "I don't have any
protection. Make them wear a rubber or something so I don't get
pregn... "

	Her cries were cut off as Rosa shoved her face back into her
crotch. David's voice boomed in Tammy's ears. "You should have thought
of that before slut. A good whore is always prepared. These men
deserve a bonus and that means fucking your pussy bare. Whatever
happens, happens."

	Rosa half whispered down to Tammy. "Won't daddy be pleased
when you bring home a leetle brown bambino for heem?" The thought
nearly drove Tammy crazy as she felt the first hard cock press against
her tight pussy lips.

			    Chapter Eight

	Tammy's mind raced as the strange cock buried itself between
her sweet thighs. She couldn't even be sure which of the workers was
fucking her. Judging from the rough, calloused hands that dug into her
hips and buttocks, Tammy guessed it was one of the grounds keepers.
Whoever it was, he wasted no time, and why not? There was no need for
any foreplay or romance. Tammy's young pussy was exposed and available
to him. It was just like when he and the other workers would get paid
and run straight to Rosa. Each one throwing down the twenty dollars
and hoping he got in before she got too sloppy. Only, this was better.
This bitch wasn't costing him any money at all. Besides, she was
young, thin and pretty, unlike Rosa who was old enough to be his
mother and more than just a little bit overweight. "Also," he thought.
"This cunt is fresh and tight, not all worn out like Rosa's." The
worker, who was about Tammy's age, almost felt sorry for her having to
suck that nasty whore's pussy, but before his sympathy could get too
strong, he felt a familiar burning in his loins.

	Mr. Lee had told them not to hold back, to go ahead and cum in
her no matter what she said. The young man smiled, thinking to himself
that he was very glad to be the first one of the group to slime her
tight slit. By the time they were all finished, the bitchy Miss
Douglas was going to be one stretched out, messy cunt. He chuckled
aloud as his cock swelled and shot its cream deep inside Tammy's
writhing body. It felt to so warm and tight inside, but the young
worker had no time to enjoy it, as he was shoved aside by the next in
line.

	Tammy cursed herself again for being so careless. She had
almost let her daddy discover the pills and had been so stupid and
scared that she quit them. Not, as the first man shot off into her,
she found herself ashamed that she loved the feeling of his hot juices
exploding inside her. Even as she trembled in fear of what his seed
might be doing to her unprotected womb, Tammy's pussy was tingling and
her clit began to throb uncontrollably.

	No time to worry about that though, as the first cock was
removed almost before it had stopped shooting, only to replaced by a
second. Once again, Tammy was penetrated roughly from behind with no
thought for foreplay. This time it was a slightly bigger cock that was
shoved into her sloppy wet pussy. Tammy knew that there were seven men
there, plus Mr. Lee and Miguel, all waiting their turn to fuck her
vulnerable pussy. The thought made her clit tingle a bit as she sucked
even harder on Rosa's big, outer pussy lips. The whore was cumming
again and Tammy dutifully lapped it up like a good girl while she got
fucked fast and hard from behind.

	David and Miguel stood next to each other watching as Tammy
was getting drilled from behind. She had adjusted to her mission well
and was driving Rosa crazy with her hot tongue. The overweight whore's
eyes were glazed over and sweat poured off her rotund body. All the
while the second worker was slamming into the beautiful young rich
bitch, slapping his hips against her sweet ass. The others were lined
up, pants down, stroking their cocks, just waiting for their turn.

	As yet another orgasm ripped through Rosa's body, she fell
back onto the table. What had started out as a torment for Tammy had
turned into the best release Rosa had felt in some time. This stuck up
little bitch was a first class pussy eater. She hoped Mr. Lee had been
serious when he promised to have Tammy clean Rosa out whenever she
needed it. As the whore lay shaking, she thought about letting the
guys fuck her for free, just so Tammy would have to suck her out more
often.

	Seeing that Rosa was tired out, David motioned for the older
woman to step away and have the first worker replace her. "Got to get
him hard again for round two my dear," he mocked with a laugh.

	Tammy was too busy gasping for air to even protest as the
young grounds keeper took Rosa's place on the table, using his hands
to shove her face down to his limp, cum soaked prick. As her head was
shoved down, Tammy caught a glimpse of the owner of the slimy dick.
She was shocked to see that is was the boy about her own age. Tammy
was used to boys her own age doing her bidding, happy just to be seen
with someone as beautiful and as classy as she was. Yet, here was this
lowly lawn cutter shoving her pretty face rudely into his crotch,
after carelessly dumping his load of cream into her pussy.

	She could taste his spunk mixed with the familiar taste of her
own pussy as she slipped the already rising member between her lips.
Just as she did, a second flood of cum filled her cunt. Once again,
the spent cock was immediately replaced by a fresh, hard one. Tammy's
pussy was beginning to ache. Less in pain than in frustration. She had
been fucked hard by two cocks, but neither invader had given her
release. She needed her clit played with in order to cum and these men
had no interest in what made her feel good. They were getting what
they wanted. To them, she was a whore, better than that, a beautiful
piece of fresh young fuck meat. Still, Tammy knew that she needed
release. The problem was what to do about it. If she reached back to
touch her burning clit, her arousal would be obvious to everyone. The
shame of showing them that being treated like a piece for their
pleasure would be tremendous. What to do?

	Trying to ignore the yearning between her thighs, Tammy put
all her efforts into sucking the boy's cock, taking its full length
down her throat, to the base, making him moan loudly and throb in her
expert young cock sucking mouth. Seeing that the eager boy was close
to another cum, David began the verbal assault again. "Go ahead boy,
cum in her mouth. She loves it. We don't want too much of your sperm
in her anyway. Be much better to send her back to daddy with an older
man's baby."

	The words stung Tammy again as cock number three exploded deep
inside of her. These men were wasting no time trying to hold back. As
he pulled out and was replaced by another, Tammy felt warm cum leak out
of her pussy and dribble down her shapely, tanned thighs. The others
laughed as the next prick was shoved into her. "Plug it up," they
teased. "Don't want to waste any baby making juices."

	"Three down, four to go," thought David to himself. For a
brief moment, he even considered getting some for himself, but he
really didn't want to share her sloppy cunt with the lowly club help.
Besides, today he wanted Tammy to go home knowing that if she was
pregnant, the baby would be Mexican. He wanted her to lose sleep over
it, to feel the shame and humiliation for the next weeks until her
period came... If it did.

	The fourth dick was much bigger than the others and Tammy let
out an immediate cry of surprise. The long thick cock filled her
dripping slit up nicely, making her even hotter. She knew she would
have to climax soon or burst. As the cock hit bottom on every stroke,
Tammy could feel the one in her mouth beginning to surge and throb.
The boy grabbed her by the back of the hair to hold her in place as
jets of thick cream spewed into her mouth. Unable to pull back, Tammy
had no choice but to gulp down as much of his fuck juice as she could,
while the excess dribbled out around his cock and down her chin.

	Tammy's own body betrayed her. The familiar taste of cum in
her mouth sent chills down her back and her pussy flooded itself. Her
clit throbbed and begged for attention as the large dick hammered her
from behind. Before she could think, Tammy felt her hand reach down to
give herself much needed relief.

	"Look at her," cried one of the men. "She loves it."

	David agreed. "What a slut. I guess daddy's money and all that
private school education didn't cure you of your desire to fuck any
cock you can find. Won't your parents be so proud of you when they
meet their little brown grandchild and you explain to them why you
don't know who the father is," His harsh words and cruel laugher
snapped Tammy back to reality, but it was too late.

	"Grab her arms," she heard David yell, and in an instant,
Tammy was flipped over onto her back on the table with her arms
stretched out over her head. The owner of the big prick positioned
himself again between her legs and continued his assault, as another
freshly fucked fuck was shoved into her mouth

	So it continued, one cock fucking her pussy, another in her
mouth as the men help Tammy down. Their goal was to impregnate the
little bitch, and each one planted at least two loads of steaming cum
into her pussy. All the while, David taunted her. In the new position,
Tammy could get just enough clitoral stimulation to cum time and time
again, losing herself in a wash of pleasure and humiliation.

	By the time the men were finished, Tammy lay exhausted on the
table. She could not even move. Her pussy ached and oozed cum like a
river. Her hair hurt from being pulled, her tits were bruised from the
rough hands of the workers. Her face and hair were caked with half
dried cum. No longer did she look like a beautiful model, rather she
looked like a hose beast who had been drown in cum. As she lay there
half unconscious, David dismissed the workers, leaving him alone with
poor little Tammy.

	She was too tired to speak, but David paced around, lecturing
her. "I know your will is strong. We have not broken you yet. You will
go home and think of betraying me. Well, remember, I have the tape and
I will show it to anyone I can find. I may one day give you up, but
until then you are mine to do with as I wish. To show you that I am
not all bad, I am giving you a job. You will report to work tomorrow
at seven AM sharp. Don't be late."

	With that he was gone. She couldn't work for him, could she?
What would daddy say? What choice did she have? None, and she knew it.

			       THE END