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 �>�Poor Little Cassie by Demonhead Copyright�(C) 2021 by Demonhead

   Chapter 11

   My eyes burned as the sun beat down on my face.  I tried to raise my arm
to shield my eyes, but my arm did not respond.  I closed my eyes and tried
to figure out where I was.  I felt the hard things under me, and I realized
I was still in Tony -(TM)s trunk.  The memories of the garage flooded my
mind and I started to cry.  I felt Tony pick me up and hold me in his arms.
I opened my eyes and saw we were in my driveway.  I panicked and started
looking around.

    -�Relax, baby girl, your family is not here, and no one can see you
from here. -� He said and walked into our carport.

   I heard him open the door and then we were walking through my house.  It
must have been a site, a grown man carrying a naked teenage girl through
the house.  Not something you see every day.  He carried me up the stairs
and into the bathroom.  He lowered me into the tub, and I felt the hot
water surround my sore body.  I heard myself groan.

    -�That must feel pretty good, if you feel like you look you are
probably pretty sore. -� Tony said and looked down at me.

   I looked at him and he was smiling.  He reached for a washcloth and then
soaked it in the soapy water.  He wiped my face slowly and carefully, I am
sure there was plenty of dried cum and piss all over it, I was glad I didn
-(TM)t look in a mirror.  I closed my eyes as he moved the warm cloth over
my face.  He was remarkably gentle considering our last interaction was him
beating me with his belt as I hung from a chain in Carl -(TM)s garage.

    -�You took quite a beating, but Carl was very pleased.  You made a very
good impression. -� Tony said and started rubbing my neck and shoulders.

   I looked at him and didn -(TM)t know what to say.  He had not asked me a
question, only re-iterated what I already knew.  Carl and his friends
fucked me, pissed on and in me, and beat the shit out of me, and they loved
all of it.  I felt the cloth on my sore breasts, and I whimpered.

    -�Those must hurt a little. -� Tony said and I looked down at my
breasts.  They were bruised and there were a few cuts, I assumed from the
clamps.  They were very sore and tender.  He moved the cloth over them
gently and I closed my eyes and leaned back.

   He continued to move the cloth over my body, sometimes under the water
as I did not move.  I hated to admit that it felt pretty good to have
someone touching me and not inflicting pain.  He finished washing each of
my toes and then lowered my feet back in the water.

    -�Sit up baby so I can wash your hair. -� He said and I sat up and held
onto my bent knees.  He took the sprayer and wet down my hair.  I could
only imagine what was in my long blonde hair.

   I sat as he lathered up my hair and worked in a scalp massage.  I have
to admit that felt really good, I loved having my hair brushed, shampooed
or anything really.  He used the sprayer to rinse my hair and then he held
out his hand and stood me up.  He rinsed my body with the sprayer as the
water drained from the tub.  He turned and pulled out a towel, he held it
open, and I stepped into it.  This man that beat me viciously about 12
hours ago gently dried my sore body.  I was a very confused little girl.

   He walked me into my room, and I laid on the bed.  It felt very soft and
comfortable, and I knew I would be asleep very soon if left alone.  I
looked up at him as he sat on the bed.  He pushed some hair off my face and
ran his fingers softly over my face and neck.  The soft touch felt electric
on my skin.

    -�You are so pretty. -� Tony said as he touched my face.

    -�Tony, I don -(TM)t understand. -� I said softly and he smiled.

    -�You do understand why you spent the night hanging from Carl -(TM)s
ceiling? -� He said and I nodded.  He ran his fingers down my chest,
avoiding my sore boobs.

    -�Good, so we have an agreement.  I ask you to do something and you do
it. -� He said, touching my stomach.

    -�I don -(TM)t want to be a slut. -� I said, trying to keep my voice
from cracking.

    -�Baby, you are not a slut, you are a princess.  My princess. -� Tony
said and ran his hand down my leg and then up the inside of my thigh.

    -�Carl did not treat me like a princess. -� I said and Tony chuckled.

    -�No, baby, he did not.  However, if you are a good girl, you do not
have to visit Carl again.  Do you understand? -� Tony said and touched my
tender pussy.  I flinched.

    -�Yes.  Tony I am only 16, I want to be a kid and go to school. -� I
said and he rubbed his finger down the front of my pussy.  I felt my body
start to heat up and a soft moan escaped my mouth.

    -�And you will, you will go to school next week and be the normal
little schoolgirl again.  Spread your legs sweetie. -� He said and I bent
my knees and spread my legs.  I felt my sore pussy open up.

    -�You see, you are just like your mother, you need this to feel
complete.  You want to live a normal life, but you also want these little
adventures. -� He said and touched my clit.  I gasped.

    -�No, I don -(TM)t. -� I said, trying to get my strength of will back.

    -�Yes, baby, you do but you have been convinced it is wrong to have
feelings like that, I know you love it, or your little pussy would not be
so wet right now.  Also, you are always free to say no but understand that
Carl held back last night.  If you ever end up there again, I promised him
he would not need to hold back at all. -� He said and continued to rub my
clit.  I thought about what else Carl could do to me and then I remembered
the knife.  I shuddered when I thought of that, but I could feel my body
heating up under Tony -(TM)s finger.  What was wrong with me, how could I
get excited by this?

   Tony smiled at me as he manipulated my tender clit.  I spread my legs a
little more and started moving my hips.  I closed my eyes as I felt the
tingling in my legs.  My orgasm hit me hard, and I did not feel the
soreness for a few seconds as my body stiffened and I came on Tony -(TM)s
finger.  He continued to rub my clit through my orgasm and pulled away at
exactly the right time.  I shivered for a few seconds and then I felt him
pulling my sheet back and covering me.  He pulled the blanket over me and
tucked me in.  He kissed me on the forehead and whispered.

    -�Do we understand each other princess? -� He whispered in my ear.

    -�Yes Tony. -� I whispered and he left.  I felt my eyes get heavy and
sleep washed over me.

   I heard noises in the hallway, and I opened my eyes.  I had no idea what
time it was but the light coming through my window indicated it was still
daytime.  My body felt heavy and sore, I did not move, wondering what I
would do or say if someone came in my room.  The door opened slightly, and
my mom peeked in.

    -�Sweetie, are you ok? -� Mom said.  I wasn -(TM)t sure how to answer
that, so I just stared at her.  I started to think of reasons to explain
why I was sleeping in the middle of the day.  I knew if I stayed under the
covers there would be way less to explain.

   Mom came in and closed the door.  She sat on my bed and put her hand on
my forehead.

    -�Tony called and told us you left Janie -(TM)s to go over and help him
all night long.  We are very proud of the way you are jumping in to help.
-� She said and I nodded.  Seems Tony had already provided my alibi.

    -�Sweetheart, can I ask you a question?  Are you awake enough or do you
want me to let you sleep some more? -� She said and I looked at her,
worried what she could possibly ask me.  My mind was flying around, and I
could not slow it down.

    -�I -(TM)m ok. -� I said softly and she smiled.  She ran her finger
across my cheek, and it felt nice.  Human touch without pain.

    -�Baby, is Tony hurting you? -� Mom said and continued to look at me. I
looked into my mom -(TM)s eyes and the emotion flooded out of me.  My eyes
watered instantly, and I felt the tears run down my cheeks and I started
crying.  She wrapped her arms around me and held my head to her chest.

   I cried for at least a minute and neither of us spoke.  She held me and
rubbed my head and shoulders.  I slowly settled down and she pulled back
and looked at me.  She wiped the tears off my cheeks and smiled.

    -�I was afraid of that. -� She said and pushed some loose hair out of
my face.

    -�Momma, I don -(TM)t know what to do. -� I said and she hugged me
again.

    -�I know baby, I know. -� She said softly into my ear.  She held me for
a couple of minutes and then let me go and I laid back down.

    -�Momma, he is really mean at times, it is scary. -� I said and her
face got sad.

    -�It was you at the Christmas party, wasn -(TM)t it? -� She said and my
eyes got wide and looked at her.

    -�How did you know? -� I said.

    -�Sweetheart, I gave birth to you and have been holding you and taking
care of you for 16 years.  I know how my daughter smells and feels.  I was
pretty sure it was you; it was in line with what Tony would do but I did
not want him to know, I wanted to keep that secret and not let him use it.
-� She said and rubbed my cheek.

    -�Are you ok with that?  How do you do it?  Does daddy know? -� I said
and her face got serious.

    -�No, your father has no idea.  I keep my life here sacred and separate
from the scenes with Tony.  You guys are my only connection to sanity and
happiness.  I hold onto that dearly and nothing Tony does can touch it.  Do
you understand? -� She said and I nodded.

    -�Mom, what if he makes us do something like that again? -� I said.

    -�We will do it, but he likes to think he has some big secret, and he
will not let us know we are with each other.  That will make it easier for
us, we can hold onto the fact that we know, and he doesn -(TM)t. -� She
said.  I wondered how much my mom really knew and tried to figure out what
to say.

    -�Mom, I overheard Tony saying he has been raping you since high
school. Is that true? -� I said and she looked startled.  She took a deep
breath.

    -�Yes, we dated for about 6 months in my junior year and then he
cheated on me.  I broke it off, but he kept coming and I usually had to
sleep with him to make him go away.  I started dating your father in
college, but Tony would still come over and take advantage of me.  Well,
that is what I told myself but in reality, I did not stop him.  I cannot
explain it, but he would tell me to do something, and I just did it. -� She
said and I nodded.

    -�I understand that. -� I said.

    -�After we were engaged, I started to fight him.  He actually liked it,
it didn -(TM)t slow him down, but it allowed me to live with myself a
little easier.  I had a decision, I could expose Tony and wreck a lot of
lives, or I could go along with it and try to live a good life with your
father.  A lot of people would not understand that, but it was my choice
and I have to live with it. -� She said and she looked sad.

    -�Mom, I understand.  You did what you thought was right. -� I said.

    -�You will be forced to make the same decision. -� She said.

    -�Mom, I can -(TM)t.  He gets really mad when I push back.  He did
something really bad last night.  I am scared if I push back again, he will
do something worse. -� I said and started to cry again.

    -�Did he send you to Carl? -� She said and I nodded.  She hugged me
immediately.

    -�Oh baby, I am so sorry.  This is all my fault; I should have stopped
him. -� She said and I pushed out of her hug.

    -�No, this is not your fault.  I should have fought him from the
beginning.  We are the victims, none of this is our fault. -� I said and
looked at her.

    -�You are right.  You are a strong girl.  I am so proud of you.  What
should we do? -� She said and I realized my mom was more lost than me, she
had been in my position for over 20 years.

    -�We need to keep him happy; I do not want to go back to Carl -(TM)s.
We need to keep looking for an opportunity, we will find one. -� I said.

   I heard the door and I pulled up the sheet, making sure to cover myself.
My daddy poked his head in.

    -�Are you guys ok? -� He said.

    -�Yes, Cassie is having female issues. -� She said and I looked at my
daddy.  His face looked terrified.

    -�Ok, let me know if you need anything. -� He said and closed the door.
We both chuckled.

    -�Isn -(TM)t it funny that they are so afraid of that. -� I said and
she nodded and smiled.

    -�What do you want to do now, honey? -� She said.

    -�First, I have to wear hoodies and sweatpants until I heal.  Then I
need you to take me to get some birth control pills.  I think I have been
lucky to this point, but I don -(TM)t want a souvenir out of this fiasco.
Then I want to spend a nice week with my family before we all have to go
back to school. -� I said, wondering if that was even possible.

    -�Wow, you do have this under control.  You are so strong.  I wish I
was as strong as you, I could have stopped him long ago. -� She said and
touched my face.

    -�Mom, I disagree, you are the strongest person I know.  You have
raised a family while being abused on the side. -� I said.

    -�I guess we are both pretty strong. -� She said.

    -�Mom, can I ask you a hard question? -� I said.

    -�Sure, baby, after this talk, I am not sure what a hard question would
be. -� She said.

    -�Are any of us Tony -(TM)s children? -� I said softly and her face
looked scared.

    -�Yep, you found a hard question. -� She said and took a deep breath.

    -�Mom, it -(TM)s ok if you don -(TM)t want to answer. -� I said.

    -�No, you deserve honesty.  I am pretty sure Kyle is most likely Tony
-(TM)s.  He was pretty active with me right around our marriage, I also
slept with your father a lot.  We were newlyweds, after all.  You and Cory
are definitely your father -(TM)s.  Tony was not that active around that
time and you both look just like your dad.  We never did a paternity test
and never will, it would kill your father. -� She said.

    -�Will you ever tell dad? -� I said.

    -�No, I don -(TM)t think so.  Nothing good could come out of it so why
destroy someone for nothing. -� She said.

    -�Mom, I am not sure I could live with something like that. -� I said.

    -�Then you will make the decision that is right for you when the time
is right.  You will know it in your heart. -� She said.

   I hugged my mom and we cried together for a few minutes.  It felt good,
I finally had someone on my side.  Somehow it made everything seem a little
brighter.

    -�I think I need to get out of bed.  I am sure I could sleep but I don
-(TM)t want to spend all day in here. -� I said.

    -�Do you want some privacy? -� She said.

    -�Yes, no sense in hurting you anymore, it will not help me heal any
faster. -� I said and she touched my cheek.

    -�Strong girl. -� She said and stood up and left my room.

   I got up slowly, l looked down at my boobs, they were black and blue
with some small cuts on them.  I remembered the clamps and I shivered a
little.  My pussy felt numb, actually my lower body felt numb.  I did not
want to think about how many guys fucked me last night.  That number would
scare me.  I stood up and felt a little dizzy.  I put my hand down on the
bed until my head cleared.  I shuffled over to my dresser and pulled out
some sweatpants and pulled them on.  I found a sweatshirt and pulled in on.
I had a nice big gray suit.

   I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.  I had no
makeup; Tony must have washed all that off in the bath last night.  My hair
was a mess, I grabbed my brush and started to brush it slowly.  I kept it
loose and free, even a ponytail seemed like it would be painful.  I brushed
my teeth; it was nice to get all the different tastes out of my mouth.  I
remembered suddenly that they made me swallow their pee.  I felt my stomach
gurgle and I put my hands down on the counter to steady myself.  I truly
hoped that would not continue, it was gross.

   I walked slowly down the stairs and never realized how many stairs we
had until I had to go down with every one of them making me hurt.  I got to
the bottom and walked into the kitchen.  Kyle and Cory were working on
something at the table.

    -�Cassie, you look like shit.  Rough night? -� Cory said.

    -�Bite me. -� I said and pulled out a cup for coffee.  I noticed it was
10:30 so I was not sure how much sleep I got; I was not sure what time Tony
brought me home, but I knew the sun was already up.  I felt tired suddenly.
Then it dawned on me that I must have slept naked in Tony -(TM)s trunk for
a long time last night.  Nice.

    -�Sorry, sis.  You just look a little ragged. -� Cory said and I looked
at him with an evil face.  He looked scared.  I did not mind him being a
little afraid, I could not get the vision of him fucking me out of my head.

    -�I am thinking you should stop while you are still somewhat safe. -�
Kyle said to Cory.  I looked at Kyle, my protector, my big brother.  He was
also the one that shoved his cock in my ass while I was sitting on my
father -(TM)s cock.

   I did not understand why all these memories of the Christmas party were
flooding back.  I figured it was the conversation with mom and her saying
she had to live with everything she did.  I still wasn -(TM)t sure I could
live with everything that happened at that party.  I poured my cup of
coffee and walked into the living room.  I sat on the couch and curled up
with my coffee.

   The rest of the day passed quickly, I fell asleep on the couch and mom
put a blanket over me.  It was a good deep sleep, and I enjoyed the break
from the soreness.  I woke up to noises in the kitchen and mom was putting
dinner on the table.  The smell was wonderful, and my stomach rumbled.  I
figured it wanted something other than cum and piss for a change.  I then
realized I really hadn -(TM)t eaten any food since last night at the
restaurant and I was ravenous.  I watched mom set the table and get all the
food ready.  She was amazing, how did she do it?  I suddenly had a lot more
respect for what she had been able to do in her situation.  Until a couple
of weeks ago when the plumbers fucked me, we had a normal family, or so I
thought.  Mom finished and looked over at me.  She walked over.

    -�Sweetie, are you hungry? -� She said and rubbed her hand over my
forehead and cheek.

    -�Yeah, I think so. -� I said softly.

    -�Ok, come on, I made your favorite. -� She said and I smiled.

    -�Thanks mom, I love you. -� I said softly.

    -�I love you too sweetheart, I will always be here for you. -� She said
and I felt a little better immediately.

   She stood and held out her hand.  I took it and stood up, I felt a
little dizzy again and she held me for a few seconds.  The pain that shot
through my sore body was making it hard to focus on standing.  My lower
body was not numb anymore and I felt like I was feeling all the cocks all
over again.  We walked to the table.

    -�Hey, honey, are you feeling any better? -� My dad said.  I looked at
him and remembered how his cock felt in my mouth.

    -�Not really. -� I said and sat down.  He did not say anything, I felt
his discomfort and I was worried a little because it did not bother me.  I
looked at my brothers and they both looked down at their food.

   I ate slowly and the food felt so good sliding into my stomach.  I know
it is not possible, but it felt like I was getting stronger just swallowing
real food.  I tried to focus a little on everyone else.  I looked at mom.

    -�Mom, can we go shopping tomorrow?  I need some new clothes for
school. -� I said.

    -�Certainly sweetheart.  I would love that. -� Mom said and her face
lit up.

    -�Thanks. -� I said.  I looked at my brothers and my father and tried
to think of something to say to them.  I was angry again with Tony that he
has fucked up my relationship with all the men in my family.  I finished my
food and stood up to bring my plate into the kitchen.  Kyle stood up and
walked up next to me at the sink.

    -�Hey, we will take care of the dishes.  You go rest, I am sorry you
don -(TM)t feel well. -� He said and I looked up at his face.  It was the
same kind face I had always known, and I wanted to feel the same way I had
felt about him for 16 years.  I hugged him.  He wrapped his arms around me,
and it felt good.

    -�Thank you. -� I said into his chest.

    -�Not a problem, I love you sis.  You let me know if you need help
getting ready for school.  I don -(TM)t leave until Thursday. -� He said
and kissed the top of my head.

   I took a deep breath and tried to focus on my brother and the love I
knew was still deep inside me for him.

    -�I will, I do want to go and lie down. -� I said.

    -�Go and lay down on the couch, I will make you an ice cream. -� He
said and smiled.

   I went into the living room and got on the couch.  I felt like I could
go back to sleep instantly but I waited.  My brother used to make ice cream
for dessert every night when I was little, and I remember waiting on the
couch for him to bring it.  It made me happy to think about those times, I
really hoped we could be like that again.  I took a deep breath and closed
my eyes.

    -�Hey, sleepyhead.  You want this? -� Kyle said and I opened my eyes
and saw him standing with a bowl of chocolate ice cream with whipped cream.
I sat up and took the bowl from him.

    -�Thank you, this is like old times. -� I said and smiled.

   He smiled and went back into the kitchen.  I ate the ice cream slowly
and it was wonderful.  My stomach was starting to feel normal.  I finished
the dish and got up slowly.  I walked into the kitchen and my brothers were
still washing dishes.  Kyle took my dish and I stood there looking at him
and Cory.  I felt sad that I looked at my brothers differently now.  I
cursed Tony for doing this, but I also wondered what I would do if Tony
ever asked me to fuck them again.  I sure didn -(TM)t want to hang from
Carl -(TM)s ceiling ever again.

   I told everyone goodnight and walked slowly to my bedroom.  I closed my
door and pulled off my sweatpants and shirt.  I looked at my body in my
mirror and I looked bad.  My breasts were covered in bruises and my stomach
and thighs had marks on them from the straps I assumed.  I turned and
looked at my back and butt.  My back was striped with marks and my butt was
almost blue with the bruising from Carl -(TM)s paddle.  I touched my butt
and it felt rough like old skin.  I tried to not start crying again.  I got
in my bed and pulled up my covers.  I just wanted to go to sleep and hope I
woke up a pretty 16-yr-old girl.



   Chapter 12: School

   The week before I went back to school flew by, I slept a lot, I felt
like I could not get on top of the fatigue.  I guess getting fucked and
beaten by a lot of men takes a lot out of you.  Each day I felt a little
less sore and the day I was leaving it almost did not hurt when I moved. 
My bruises were fading, and I could finally wear shorts.  My legs were back
to pretty again and it felt good to at least get out of sweatpants.  My
breasts and ass were still a little black and blue so no bikinis for a
while.

   My brothers all left for school during the week, and I cursed Tony again
every time one of them left.  I could see it in their eyes that they knew I
was still upset, but they had no idea what to say or do.  I tried to relax
and be normal with them but as soon as I did, the image of their cocks
sliding into one of my holes flashed across my head.  I waved goodbye to
them and hoped it would be easier the next time I saw them.

   I sat in the backseat as my mom and dad brought me to school.  Mom
insisted on riding along and I appreciated that, it was nice to have
someone that knew a little about what was happening to me.  However, I
wondered if I would ever be able to tell her that all the men in her family
fucked her 16-yr-old daughter.  I sighed when I realized that this was one
of those decisions mom was talking about.  I could not imagine ever telling
anyone, it would hurt all of them and she was right in that it would not
change anything so why hurt people for nothing.

   We pulled up to my school and it was bustling with kids moving in.  It
was a prestigious high school, and it was very hard to get into.  My grades
were good, but I was pretty sure the fact that they needed a flyer for
their nationally ranked cheer team was what got me in the door.  I got
settled in my room and we all went to lunch before they got back on the
road.  I hugged my dad and tried very hard to not think about him feeling
my boobs.  I hugged my mom, and it was nice.

    -�Call me if you need anything or you just want to talk. -� Mom
whispered in my ear.

    -�I will, thanks, but I should be ok here. -� I said, hoping I was out
of reach of Tony.

    -�I hope so sweetie. -� Mom said and kissed me on the forehead.

   I waved to my parents as they drove away and hoped my life would get
back to some sort of normal.  I saw one of my cheer teammates and she came
running over.  I took a deep breath and hoped this hug would not hurt too
much.

   The next three weeks were wonderful.  My body was back to normal, my
bruises were all gone and there was no pain.  My classes were easy, and I
felt like the material just soaked into my brain.  However, the highlight
of each day was cheer practice.  My strength was back, and I was flying
high.  My bases came back from the break even stronger, and they were
tossing me higher than ever.  I was in total control in the air and the
coaches were very happy.

   We had a new assistant coach, and he was tough.  He came from a strong
college program, and he was in charge of the air stunts, so he worked with
the flyers a lot, and he was pushing us hard.  There was a new flyer, a
small freshman girl, and she was very good and very cute.  She was even
smaller than me, so she was getting good height as well.  The team was
working well together, and I was getting very excited about the season. 
The thing I was most excited about is that I had not thought of Tony or any
of the things that had happened to me for at least two weeks, and it felt
good.

   My world changed one Wednesday afternoon.  I was sitting in math class
learning about imaginary numbers when an office helper walked into the
class and handed my teacher a note.  He read the note and called me to the
desk.

    -�Mr.  Pennington needs you in the office, check with me tomorrow and I
will catch you up with anything you miss. -� He said and handed me the
note.

   I walked down the hall; it was always weird when the hall was empty. 
Mr. Pennington was our vice principal, he was also the sponsor of the cheer
team, I was sure he wanted to talk to me about that.  I was not a captain,
but I was in my second year and the team was very young so I was taking on
a little bit of a leadership role.  I walked into the office area and the
secretary motioned to the door.  I heard voices in the room, and I opened
the door.  Mr.  Pennington was sitting at his desk and no one else was in
the room.

    -�Close the door, please. -� He said and I shut the door.  I walked
closer to the desk and stood in front.

    -�Is she here? -� a voice came from the desk, and I froze.

    -�Yes. -� Mr.  Pennington said.

    -�Princess, come around the desk so I can see you. -� The voice again.
I walked around the desk and saw Tony on the screen.  He smiled his evil
smile.

    -�There she is, pretty as ever.  How is school going, sweetie? -� Tony
said.

    -�Fine. -� I said tersely and he frowned.

    -�Princess, did your daddy -(TM)s car ever get repaired?  Do I need to
call Carl and get an update? -� Tony said, the evil smile again.

    -�No, it was done, it is ok. -� I said in a much perkier voice.

    -�Good, I want to keep my princess happy.  Thank you for coming today.
We have some business to discuss. -� Tony said.

    -�What kind of business? -� I said and smiled.

    -�Well, you know this school relies a lot on contributions and support
from the community and the local businesses.  My buddy Vince here oversees
fundraising, and he reached out to me for help. -� Tony said.

   I knew we depended a lot on fundraising, we had done a few car washes
last year and made a lot of money, turns out cheerleaders in bikinis on the
side of the road generates a lot of interest.  I figured a lot more car
washes were in my future.

    -�Ok, what do you need me for? -� I said, trying very hard not to sound
angry.

    -�Well, princess, I am allowing Vince here to use you if he needs any
assistance with any of his efforts.  I told him you were always willing to
help. -� Tony said and I didn -(TM)t like where this was going.

    -�So, Vince, do you think you can use her? -� Tony said.

    -�Well, sure, I suppose.  She is very young, are you sure she can
handle this? -� Vince said and Tony laughed.

    -�Vince, she may only be 16 but our little princess is very capable of
anything you throw at her.  Sweetheart, take off your shirt. -� Tony said
nonchalantly, like asking me to take off my shirt in my assistant principal
-(TM)s office was normal.  I looked at the screen and then at Mr. 
Pennington, he looked as stunned as I felt.

    -�Sweetie, do you not understand the task? -� Tony said and I took a
deep breath.

   I was wearing a pink cotton halter top that came a few inches short of
my white shorts.  I pulled the halter up and off.  My pink lace bra was now
on display.  Mr.  Pennington was staring at me.

    -�What do you think Vince? -� Tony said.

    -�Very nice. -� Mr.  Pennington said.  He had known me for over a year,
but he was looking at me like he had just met me.  I wondered how many
fantasies I was fulfilling for him here in his office.

    -�Oh Vince, we are just scratching the surface.  Sweetie, take off that
pretty bra. -� Tony said and I heard Mr.  Pennington take a breath.  I
opened the front clasp and felt my bra loosen.  I slipped it off and put it
on his desk.  My breasts moved on my chest, and I turned back to the
screen.

    -�Sweetheart, I will never get tired of looking at those tits.  Vince,
what do you think? -� Tony said.

    -�They are remarkable. -� Mr.  Pennington said.

    -�Check them out, they are very sensitive, and she loves it, right
sweetie? -� Tony said and I nodded.

   Mr.  Pennington touched my boobs and squeezed them.  He touched my
nipples and I felt them respond.  He was very gentle, and it did feel good.
I stood and let my assistant principal feel my boobs.  He pulled back and
took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving my breasts.

    -�This is high class trim, Vince, we should be able to make a lot of
money off these old rich fuckers if we play our cards right. -� Tony said.
I saw Mr.  Pennington wipe his brow; he was obviously not used to seeing
sophomores topless in his office.

    -�Sweetheart let -(TM)s show Vince some of your other talents.  Get on
your knees and pull that cock out. -� Tony said.  I tried not to look
disgusted and knelt next to my assistant principal.  I reached over and
started unbuckling his belt.  I felt him flinch as I unsnapped his pants.

    -�Tony, but, we don -(TM)t... -� Mr.  Pennington mumbled.

    -�Vince, relax, she is very good at this.  Let her show you how she is
going to suck money out of those old guys. -� Tony said.  I unzipped him,
reached in and pulled out his hard cock.  It was not as big as Tony -(TM)s,
but it was still hefty in my small hands.  I leaned forward and slipped him
into my mouth.  I heard him gasp.

    -�Good sweetie, do your thing and don -(TM)t miss a drop. -� Tony said
and I continued to suck the cock of my assistant principal.  He did not
last long, and I had a mouthful of cum in a couple of minutes.  I swallowed
and felt the slimy stuff slide down my throat.

    -�Stand up princess. -� Tony said.  I stood, wiping my mouth with my
hand.  Mr.  Pennington looked at me, his cock shriveled up in his lap.

    -�Now take off those shorts. -� Tony said.  I knew I would do anything
at this point, my old memories coming back.  I saw a vision of Carl walking
towards me with the jumper cables.  I shuddered and my shorts fell to my
ankles, my pink lace panties the only thing left on my body.

    -�Isn -(TM)t that beautiful? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes, she is amazing. -� Mr.  Pennington said.

    -�Touch her Vince, her ass is fucking incredible. -� Tony said.  Mr. 
Pennington touched my thigh and then rubbed over my crotch lightly.  He
moved his hand around and squeezed my butt.  I closed my eyes and tried to
focus on anything happy.

    -�Vince, slide the panties down and take a look at nirvana. -� Tony
said.  I felt his fingers slip into my panties and pull.  I felt them slide
over my thighs and down to my ankles.  I was now naked except for my
sneakers and socks.

   Mr.  Pennington touched my thighs again and then he squeezed my butt
again.  He gasped and then his fingers slipped across my smooth pussy.  I
took a breath as his finger slipped between my lips.  I could feel myself
sliding back into slut mode.  I was so happy for the last three weeks,
thinking that this life was behind me but now with my assistant principal
fingering my pussy while Tony watched I was thrust right back where I was
before I got back to school.  It made me sad, and I tried not to cry.

    -�So, Vince, do you want to fuck her?  I think you should make sure you
know what you are getting. -� Tony said.

    -�Yes, I would like that. -� Mr.  Pennington said.

    -�Baby, bend over Vince -(TM)s desk. -� Tony said and I followed
directions.  I could feel him behind me and then he was rubbing my butt.

    -�Pick your poison, Vince, she is full service. -� Tony said and
laughed.

   I felt his cock on my butt and then he sunk it into my pussy.  He slid
in easily, I was wet, that is what sluts do.  He buried himself into me and
I heard him groan.

    -�Nice pussy, huh Vince? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes, wonderful. -� Mr.  Pennington said and started to fuck me
slowly.

    -�Baby, I guess you have figured out by now that Vince here will be
using you to help with fundraising and general moral.  You keep being a
princess and making good grades, good job so far this semester by the way.
However, whenever Vince reaches out you will do whatever he says, imagine
he is me. -� Tony said as my assistant principal fucked me on his desk.

    -�Do you understand baby? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes, Tony. -� I said and laid my head on the desk.

    -�That -(TM)s my girl. -� Tony said and I heard Mr.  Pennington groan
as he squeezed my hips.  I felt a warmth and I knew he was filling me with
his cum.

   He pulled out and sat down in his chair.  I heard him take a deep
breath. I stood up and looked at Tony.

    -�Get dressed, sweetie, you don -(TM)t want to be late for 5th period.
-� Tony said and laughed.

   I pulled up my panties and shorts.  I slipped my bra and halter on and
straightened my hair.  I looked at Tony and he was smiling.

    -�So pretty, you run off to class now.  Vince will let you know when he
needs you next.  By the way, you need to go to the mall tomorrow, there is
a shop called Mystique, see a woman named Ginger.  She will get you set up.
Have a great semester baby girl. -� Tony said and I turned and walked out
of the office.

   I walked back to class, a little numb and leaking cum.  I looked down
and hoped it would not leak through my shorts.  I made it back to my math
class just as the bell rang.  I grabbed my books and headed to my locker,
hoping no one could smell sex on me.

   Cheer practice was tough that afternoon, I cleaned myself as good as I
could, but I am sure it felt different when my base had to lift me, his
hand over my crotch.  I hoped it was not too bad, he didn -(TM)t seem to
notice.  I showered after practice and then again in the dorm, but I could
not wash off the scent of slut.

   I fell asleep early and had vivid dreams of jumper cables and whips.  I
woke up tired and went through the motions the entire day.  Practice was
better than yesterday, but I was so tired I made a lot of mistakes.  My new
coach was not happy, and he let me know it.  I showered and then caught a
bus into town.  I found the shop in the mall and walked in.  A pretty lady
with short black hair walked up to me.

    -�Hello, pretty girl, how may I help you? -� the lady said in a French
accent.

    -�I am Cassie, I was told to ask for Ginger, Tony sent me. -� I said
and the lady put her hands to her mouth.

    -�Oh, mon dieu, you are Cassie? -� The lady said and I nodded.  She
took my hand and led me to the back.

   We went through a curtain and there was a large dressing room with
couches and two rooms facing the couches.  She sat me on the couch and
looked down at me.

    -�You are precious, you sit here while Miss Ginger gathers some special
things. -� She said and I watched her scamper off.

   I looked around and just the furniture looked very expensive.  I would
never be able to shop in a place like this.  I guess being Tony -(TM)s slut
allowed for certain niceties.  I saw Ginger walk back in with clothes over
her arm.  She went into one of the rooms and looked back at me.

    -�Come sweetheart, let -(TM)s get you dressed. -� Ginger said and I
stood up and walked over to her.

   The dressing room was large with a big bench and a couple of chairs. 
There was a huge mirror on one wall.  I stopped in the middle of the room
and looked around.  I felt Ginger touch me and then she pulled my shirt
over my head.  She gasped and then popped open my bra.

    -�Oh, my dear, you are remarkable, they are so full and yet so dainty.
-� She said and held my breasts in her hands.  She squeezed them a little
and then knelt.

   She pulled off my shorts and then my panties.  She untied my sneakers
and removed them along with my socks.  I was standing in the middle of the
room totally naked.  I saw another worker walk by and smile.  Ginger
stepped back and smiled.

    -�It would be impossible not to create a masterpiece with a canvas like
this.  I am honored to dress a beauty such as you. -� Ginger said and I
smiled.

   I felt good for a second as she complimented me and then I realized she
was dressing me up to get fucked by old guys.  She turned and pulled out
some black hose.  She knelt and picked up my foot.  I saw her look at my
foot and then run her fingers through my toes.

    -�Even the feet are splendid, you are quite the package my little one.
-� She said and started to slip on the hose.

   They were stockings and they had black lace at the top that hugged my
thighs.  She put the other one on and then held up a small piece of black
material.  I realized it was panties, well barely.  They covered my pussy
lips and that was about it.  She stepped back and put her hand to her mouth
again.  She pulled a black dress off the hook and slipped it over my head.
The top was a little low, the tops of my breasts looked good.  The straps
were tiny and delicate and slipped over my shoulders.  She straightened out
the bottom and I looked in the mirror.  The skirt was decent but showed a
lot of leg.  I did look good, I had to admit.  My blonde hair with the
black dress was dramatic.  I heard a click and I turned to see her taking a
picture with her phone.  She took another with me looking at her.

    -�Tony insisted on pictures. -� Ginger said and I nodded.

   She quickly pulled the dress off and then the panties and hose as well.
She pulled out white hose and soon I had on white thigh high stockings. 
She pulled up some sheer white panties up my legs.  They had ties on the
sides, and they were basically see-through.  I looked in the mirror and it
pretty much looked like I was naked.  She pulled a white dress off the hook
and dropped it on me.

   It was a white sundress with lots of lace.  It really was pretty, and I
liked the way it looked on me.  I looked like an innocent schoolgirl, that
made me chuckle.  I knew this dress would be used to create lots of excited
men that would then deposit their seed in one of my holes.  I sighed and
looked back at Ginger.

    -�That is precious, like a spring day. -� Ginger said and I smiled.  I
did make me feel good when she said stuff like that.

   She pulled four other dresses and I looked good in all of them.  She
giggled and soon I was naked again in the room.  She turned around and
picked up something.  She turned back around, and she was holding a red
plaid skirt.  It was pleated and short.  She slipped it up my legs and it
fit perfectly.  It fell across my thighs.  She picked up a white shirt and
put it on me.  She buttoned a few of the buttons and tucked it into the
skirt.  She opened the top two buttons, and my cleavage was visible.

   She knelt and slipped on small white socks with lace at the top.  She
reached over and slipped black shoes on my feet.  She stepped up and then
she pulled out a brush.  I looked at her strange and she smiled.  She
brushed my hair and put it in a ponytail with a red bow.  She giggled and
stepped back.

   I looked in the mirror and I looked like a cross between an innocent
schoolgirl and a porn star.  I looked back at her.

    -�I was told you were to wear this home. -� Ginger said.

    -�Um, can I have some underwear? -� I said and she shook her head.

    -�The instructions were very specific. -� She said and I sighed.

   I looked back in the mirror and wondered what kind of attention I would
attract dressed like this.  I held onto the hope that I would be able to
get home safely.

    -�I will pack up the clothes and have them shipped to your room.  Is
there anything else I can do for you sweetheart? -� Ginger said and I
looked at her.  She could tell something from my face.

    -�I am so sorry; you really seem like a sweet girl. -� She said softly
and I smiled at her.

    -�Thank you. -� I said and walked out of the room.

   I walked out of the store and started walking through the mall.  I
caught a lot of the men glancing over.  I could feel my breasts bouncing
slightly as I walked, I figured that wasn -(TM)t helping me blend in.  I
felt my phone vibrate and I looked down at it.

    -�Hello Tony. -� I said.

    -�Hey, princess, you get all your new clothes? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes. -� I said.

    -�Are you dressed in your pretty schoolgirl outfit? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes. -� I said.

    -�Good, have a seat over at the wall surrounding the fountain. -� He
said and I looked over and saw the small wall.  I walked over and sat down,
my feet dangling.

    -�I am sure you are precious; I wish I was there to just fuck the
daylights out of you. -� Tony said.  I didn -(TM)t say anything as he didn
-(TM)t really ask me a question.

    -�Ok, baby, here is what will happen today.  First, your name for today
is Francesca and you are 14.  Do you understand? -� Tony said.

    -�Yes. -� I said, thinking this was getting weird.

    -�Ok, you remember what it was like to be 14, right baby girl? -� Tony
said.

    -�Yes. -� I said.

    -�Good, I want you to be a good little actress today.  By the way, you
are a virgin as well.  I know you remember what that felt like. -� He said
and laughed.

    -�Tony, what is going on? -� I said.

    -�Baby, you are going to start your fundraising activities today.  You
see, there is a man that has some distinct likes, and you will meet most of
them.  You just have to go with the flow and be the little 14-yr-old virgin
and make all his dreams come true.  Do you think you can do that
sweetheart? -� Tony said, his voice sounding a little more serious.  I
thought of Carl and his strap, and I took a deep breath.

    -�Yes, Tony. -� I said.

    -�Good girl, now I need you to go and buy an ice cream cone and then
sit at one of the tables in the food court.  The rest of it will take care
of itself.  The man will have on a suit with a red flower, don -(TM)t go
off and fuck anyone else before he gets there. -� Tony said and laughed. 
He hung up and I lowered my phone to my lap.

   I sat on the wall for a couple more minutes, thinking about what my life
had become.  I thought of my mom and how she had been putting up with this
for 20 years.  I could keep it up for a little while longer, but I
realneeded to think of something soon, this was getting weirder and
weirder. I got off the wall and went to buy an ice cream cone.

   I sat at a table at the edge of the food court, trying not to look at
any of the men or boys that were staring at me.  I licked my ice cream
slowly and I could tell they liked that.  I must look like a walking wet
dream, an innocent schoolgirl licking an ice cream cone.  It didn -(TM)t
take long, and I heard a soft voice.

    -�Little girl, are you ok? -� I heard a voice and I looked up.  There
was an older man in a black suit with a red flower in the pocket.  He had
gray hair and small wire glasses.  He did look like he was nice, and he was
smiling.  I remembered what Tony said and I took a deep breath.  I looked
up at the man and shook my head side to side, trying to put on a sad face.

    -�Oh my, honey, what is wrong? -� He said and sat down.  I tried to
think of what he would want to hear.

    -�My daddy said to call him when I was ready to be picked up, but my
phone doesn -(TM)t have any service and I don -(TM)t know what to do. -� I
said in my best little girl voice.

    -�Sweetie don -(TM)t be sad.  I will help you, what -(TM)s your name?
-� He said.

    -�Francesca. -� I said softly and he gasped.

    -�What a beautiful name, that is my granddaughter -(TM)s name. -� He
said and I figured out one of his fantasies right away.

    -�That is cool. -� I said and licked my ice cream again.  I saw his
eyes light up when he saw my tongue slowly move across the cone.

    -�How old are you baby? -� He said.

    -�14, I am a freshman at St.  Joe -(TM)s. -� I said and he smiled.  He
liked that answer.

    -�I will be happy to take you home. -� He said.

    -�Oh, thank you mister, that would be great.  Can I call my daddy with
your phone? -� I said, trying to sound perky.

    -�Certainly sweetheart, here you go. -� He said and handed me a phone.
I turned on my phone and looked at the recent calls.  I dialed Tony -(TM)s
number on the man -(TM)s phone.

    -�Hello. -� Tony said.

    -�Hi daddy, my phone won -(TM)t work, and a nice man let my use his. 
He said he would take me home, it that ok? -� I said.

    -�Nice touch, baby girl, you may just earn a nice reward if you keep
this up.  Yes, sweetie, but can you ask the nice man to take you back to
school?  I have to work late. -� Tony said and chuckled.

    -�Ok, daddy.  Mister, can you take me back to school, my daddy is
working late. -� I said.

    -�Certainly sweetheart. -� He said.

    -�Daddy, he said ok. -� I said to Tony.

    -�I love this, you are truly something special.  You have fun with the
nice man.  I love you baby girl. -� Tony said.

    -�I love you too daddy. -� I said and hung up.  I handed the phone back
to the man.

    -�Thank you again for helping me. -� I said and licked my cone.

    -�Absolutely, you ready to go? -� He said and I nodded.

   He stood up and held out his hand.  I put my hand in his and walked out
of the mall with him, many jealous stares following us.  There was a huge
black car with a huge black man standing next to it.  He was about as big
as Mr.  Bertrand, I smiled as I remembered that wonderful black cock.  The
black man opened the door and the old man held out his arm, I tossed my ice
cream cone in the trash and crawled into the car, trying not to flash the
entire mall.

   I sat on the warm leather, feeling it on my bare butt.  The old man slid
in next to me.  I noticed him looking at my thighs under my short skirt. 
The black man closed the door and the old man put his hand on my knee.

    -�You are very pretty Francesca.  Is it ok for me to say that to you?
-� He said.

    -�Yes, that is ok, thank you. -� I said and he squeezed my knee.

    -�Would you mind if we swung by my house for a couple of minutes, I
have some business, it won -(TM)t take long. -� He said, rubbing his hand
on my leg.

    -�That -(TM)s ok, I just have to be back to school by 8:00, that is
curfew. -� I said and smiled.

    -�Wonderful, that will work perfectly.  So, how do you like St.  Joe
-(TM)s? -� He said.

    -�It is nice, I am on the cheer team so that is a lot of fun. -� I said
and noticed he was staring at my cleavage.  I could feel my boobs bouncing
a little as we rode.

    -�A cheerleader, really?  That is exciting, I would love to watch you
cheer someday. -� He said.

    -�We are only doing competitions now; football season is over. -� I
said and he frowned.

    -�That -(TM)s too bad, maybe you can do some cheers for me at my house.
-� He said and I looked at him.

    -�Well, maybe, but there may be a problem. -� I said.

    -�What baby? -� He said and rubbed his hand up my thigh.

    -�Well, you see, my daddy is not very good at laundry, and I am sort of
out of panties.  I had to go to school today without any. -� I whispered
and he smiled.

    -�I understand, but I don -(TM)t mind at all.  No one will know, it
will be our little secret. -� He said.

    -�Ok, I love secrets. -� I said and he moved his hand under my skirt. I
took a breath.

    -�Francesca, that is a really pretty shirt. -� He said.

    -�Thank you, I have to wear these for our uniform.  The teachers are
really strict, so I have to keep all the buttons closed.  I opened these
two when I got to the mall.  I think it looks better like this. -� I said
and ran my fingers across my chest and touched the open buttons.

    -�I agree, it would look a lot nicer if you opened one more. -� He
said.

    -�You think so? -� I said and looked down; the next button would allow
him to see most of my breasts if not all of them.

    -�Yes, I do. -� He said and squeezed my thigh.

    -�You have to promise not to tell anyone.  I could get in big trouble.
-� I said.

    -�I promise, another little secret. -� He said and I giggled.  I opened
the button, and I felt my shirt open.  I looked down and it was severe, I
was pretty sure he could see my nipples and most of my boobs.

    -�That is beautiful. -� He said and I smiled, feeling my breasts jiggle
as the car hit a bump.

    -�I wish I could wear my shirts like this, it is way more comfortable.
-� I said.

    -�I agree, I think your teachers would like it as well.  You learn so
much better when you are comfortable. -� He said.

    -�Yes, you are right.  My daddy says I should start wearing a bra, do
you think so? -� I said and saw his eyes glued on my boobs.

    -�You know, a pretty bra would be nice, but you are just as pretty
without one. -� He said.

    -�Thank you, you are sweet. -� I said and smiled.

   The car pulled up to a mansion and there was a circular drive.  The
black man got out of the car.  He opened the back door and the old man got
out.  He held his hand out and I took it, sliding out and standing up.  The
black man was looking down my shirt and I smiled at him.  I noticed a huge
lump in his pants, I wondered if one of the old man -(TM)s fantasies was
seeing me take on that black monster.  I walked with the old man into his
house.

   We walked into an office to the left as we entered.  There was a couch
and a big brown desk.  We sat on the couch, and he looked at me.  He was
smiling and he put his hand on my knee again.

    -�Francesca, you are such a pretty little thing. -� He said and I
smiled.

    -�Thank you, mister.  What is your name? -� I said.

    -�My name is Gregory. -� He said.

    -�I like that name, it is cool.  You have a pretty house. -� I said and
looked around.

    -�It is much prettier with you here. -� He said and moved his hand onto
my thigh.  I giggled.

    -�That tickles. -� I said and looked at his hand.

    -�I -(TM)m sorry, is this better? -� He said and slid his hand under my
skirt.  He was rubbing my inner thigh.

    -�Yes, that feels better. -� I said and leaned my head back.

    -�Has anyone ever touched you here baby. -� He said and I nodded.

    -�Does your daddy touch you like this? -� He said.

    -�No, but my grandpa does. -� I said and I saw him take a deep breath.
His hand slid farther up and touched just above my pussy.  I moaned.

    -�What does your grandpa do, Francesca? -� He said and moved his hand
back to my inner thigh.

    -�What you are doing, he touches my kitty. -� I said and he touched my
pussy gently.

    -�Do you like it when your grandpa touches you here? -� He said.

    -�Oh, yes, I love it.  It feels good. -� I said and he ran his finger
down my smooth lips.  I spread my legs a little.

    -�Do you want me to touch you like this? -� He said.

    -�Yes, please. -� I said and leaned my head back.  I felt him pull me a
little forward and lift my skirt.

   He rubbed my pussy and then he pushed a finger inside me.  I groaned. 
He moved it in and out a little and I felt myself getting wet.  I was nice
having someone touch me softly, if all the old men were like this, I would
be ok with this fundraising thing.

    -�Francesca, can you unbutton your shirt? -� He said as he worked his
finger inside me.

    -�Ok. -� I said and unbuttoned the rest of the buttons and pulled my
shirt out of my skirt.  It fell open and he gasped as my boobs were out in
the open.

    -�Those are very nice. -� He said and I looked at him.

    -�Can you kiss them? -� I said softly.

    -�Of course, baby. -� He said and he leaned forward and kissed my
nipple.  I moaned again and he sucked it into his mouth.

   He sucked one nipple and then moved to the other while his finger worked
my wet pussy.  I could feel my orgasm building.

    -�Mister, please, can you kiss my kitty? -� I said and he pulled off my
boobs.

    -�Francesca, what do you want? -� He said.

    -�My grandpa kisses me down there and it is wonderful.  Do you know how
to do that? -� I said sweetly.  He looked a little stunned, another feather
in my cap.

    -�Oh sweetheart, I would love to do that. -� He said and moved to the
floor.  He pulled my legs apart and moved his head quickly between my legs.

   His tongue hit my clit and I whimpered and put my hands on his head.  He
ran his tongue down between my lips, wiggling it as he went.  He was very
good at this, I wondered how many young girls had been on this couch.  I
wanted to be disgusted but his tongue was like magic.  I felt my orgasm
start in my toes and race through my body.  I screamed and came on his
face, he held on and licked me through the pleasure.  I pulled his head and
he moved back, sitting on his legs.  I was spread open in front of him,
breathing hard.

    -�You are so pretty; did that feel good sweetie? -� He said.

    -�Yes, you are better than grandpa at that.  It was amazing. -� I said
and he touched my pussy again with his hand.  I flinched.

    -�Francesca, have you ever had anything inside here? -� He said as he
rubbed my pussy.

    -�No sir, just a finger like you did earlier. -� I said and smiled.  I
heard him gasp and then smile.

    -�I have something that will make you feel even better.  Do you want to
try it? -� He said and got up on his knees, unbuckling his pants.  I
watched him slide his pants and boxers down and his cock flopped out.  It
was normal size, but I let my eyes bulge when I saw it.

    -�Have you seen one of these, Francesca? -� he said and I nodded.

    -�Whose have you seen? -� He said.

    -�Some of the neighbor boys showed me theirs when we were playing in
the woods.  They made me show them my boobs.  I also have seen grandpa
-(TM)s; he lets me play with it sometimes. -� I said and reached out for
his cock.

   He moved closer and I grabbed it and ran my hand down it slowly.  He
groaned and then I reached under and grabbed his balls.  He really groaned
when I did that.

    -�Grandpa likes it when I do this. -� I said and he smiled.

    -�Do you want me to put this inside you, Francesca? -� He said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, it is big.  Will it fit? -� I said and rubbed his
head gently with my fingers.

    -�If we take it slow, I think so. -� He said.

    -�Ok. -� I said and he smiled.

   He pulled my legs closer to him and moved forward.  He put his cock over
my pussy and moved his hands to my thighs.

    -�I am scared, mister, I have never done this. -� I said and frowned.

    -�It -(TM)s ok, Francesca, I will be gentle. -� He said and he put his
head between my lips.  I tried to look scared but could not stop thinking
of all the cocks that had been inside me in the last month.  He pushed a
little and I grimaced.  I should think about joining the drama club, I
thought as he slid in, and I arched my back and groaned.

    -�Relax, sweetheart, just breathe and it will be ok. -� He said and I
nodded.

    -�It -(TM)s so big, are you sure it will fit in me? -� I said and
looked down; he was already halfway inside.

   He smiled and then pushed all the way inside.  I whimpered and grabbed
the couch.  He held himself inside and looked at me.

    -�Are you ok? -� He said and I nodded.

   He pulled back slowly, and I gasped.  He pushed forward again, and I
screamed a little and arched my back.  He held onto my legs and stayed
inside me.  He was being very gentle, and I wished he was the one that took
my virginity, it would have been very nice.  At least if he ever fucked his
real granddaughter, he would be gentle.  He pulled back again and pushed
back in, I moaned this time and wrapped my legs around him.

    -�Ohhh, that feels so good. -� I said and squeezed him with my legs.

   He started slowly fucking me deep, I could feel his skin touch mine when
he was fully inside.  He was not very big, but the tenderness was a real
turn-on.  It was easy to enjoy this, he was smiling big.  I knew he was
loving taking the cherry of little Francesca.

    -�Mister Gregory, that is wonderful, please do not stop. -� I said.

    -�You are so fucking precious, baby, your pussy is very special. -� He
said.

    -�Thank you, poppa. -� I said and he smiled wide.

   He fucked me for a couple of minutes and then he exploded inside me.  I
felt him dump his load and I squeezed him with my legs.  I felt him relax
and I dropped my legs.  He laid his head on my chest and I wrapped my arms
around his head and held him.

    -�Thank you, sweet girl. -� He said.

    -�Mister, that was really good, can we do it again? -� I said and he
chuckled.

    -�Maybe twenty years ago but I am afraid that won -(TM)t be possible
right now. -� He said.

    -�Ok. -� I said, trying to sound disappointed.

   He lifted his head and then he looked at me and then at my boobs.  He
kissed my nipple and sucked a little and I moaned.

    -�Oh, mister Gregory, that is nice. -� I said as he nibbled on my
nipples.

    -�You are a hot little thing. -� He said.

    -�My grandpa says the same thing.  Sometimes when he babysits me, he
licks my boobies a long time. -� I said.

    -�I can understand that.  They are lovely. -� He said.

    -�You think so, they have grown a lot the last year.  Some of the boys
at school tease me about them. -� I said.

    -�They are just silly boys, ignore them. -� He said.

    -�I do, I listen to grandpa and now you.  You say nice things to me. -�
I said and he bit my nipple gently.  I moaned and squeezed his head.

    -�Mister Gregory, you are going to make me shake again. -� I said.

    -�Do you want to shake again, sweetie? -� He said.

    -�Yes, please. -� I said.

   He moved his head down and grabbed my boobs with his hands.  He pinched
my nipples and then I felt his tongue on me.  I wondered if his cum was
leaking out and if it would freak him out.  He didn -(TM)t seem fazed as I
felt his tongue shoot up inside me.  I arched my back again and this was
not acting.  He was very good, and he had my orgasm rumbling very quickly.
I tried to hold it back, but it was relentless, it ripped through my body
again and I screamed and convulsed under that wonderful tongue.

   He pulled back and I was spread open in front of him again.  He smiled
at me and ran his hands down my body, touching my boobs, my tummy, and then
down my legs.  He stood up and I looked up at him.  He held out his hand
and I took it.  He stood me up and led me to his desk.  He turned me to
face his desk and put his hand on my back and pushed me gently over the
desk.  I felt his flip up my skirt and then touch my butt.  He rubbed it
and squeezed it and then walked around and sat in the chair.  He was
looking at me and he took my hands in his as I was bent over his desk.

    -�Do you want something inside you again, Francesca? -� He said and I
nodded.  He pushed a button on his phone and then spoke into it.

    -�Carl, can you come in the office? -� He said and I shivered.  Who was
Carl?  I hoped it was the huge black guy at the car.  I would not mind
being split open by a huge black cock, Mr.  Bertrand popped into my head.

    -�Francesca, just relax and this will feel good, I promise. -� He said
and held my hands, smiling at me.

    -�Ok. -� I said and I heard the door open and close.

   I felt hands touch my butt and I flinched.  I saw him look up and nod.
The hands pulled my ass cheeks apart and then I felt a tongue lick up my
pussy all the way to my ass.  I shivered again.

    -�Relax, baby girl, just let it happen.  Tell me how it feels. -� He
said and I figured out quickly where this was going.  Now we were into the
-�watch a black guy fuck my granddaughter -� fantasy.

    -�It feels good, so good. -� I said and then I heard a zipper.  Then I
felt a large warmth hit my ass and lay across my back.  Here it comes.

    -�It is so big, what is it? -� I said.

    -�It is Mr.  Carl, he is going to make you feel good again, just like I
did earlier. -� He said.

    -�Is he going to put his thingie in me? -� I said and he chuckled.

    -�Yes, Francesca, he is going to put his cock in you.  Can you say that
word? -� He said as he held my hands.

    -�He is going to put his cock in me. -� I said.

    -�Yes, baby girl, and he is going to fuck you.  Do you want Mr.  Carl
to fuck you, Francesca? -� He said.

    -�Yes, sir. -� I said and then I felt the cock slide into my pussy a
couple of inches.  It was huge and I whimpered, not acting.

    -�Relax, sweetie, he is a little bigger than me, but it will fit if you
relax. -� He said and I almost laughed.  A little bigger?

    -�Ok, it is just so big. -� I said and it slid into me a little more. I
moaned.

   Mr.  Carl slid his cock completely into my young pussy and I did grimace
a bit.  It was rather large, and I hadn -(TM)t had one of these since that
night in Carl -(TM)s garage.  My pussy adapted quickly and within seconds
it was nice to be filled again.

    -�Tell me what it feels like, baby. -� He said.

    -�It is very big, and it is all the way inside me.  It feels like a big
pole, but it does feel good. -� I said.

    -�I am proud of you, most girls cannot handle Mr.  Carl, but you are
being a big girl. -� He said and I wondered how many poor girls Mr.  Carl
had skewered over this desk.  This cock would rip open a  -�normal -�
16-yr-old, but I stopped being normal a long time ago.  Now I was just Tony
-(TM)s slut and about to get fucked by a huge black cock ...  again.

   The cock pulled back and slammed back into me, I grunted when he hit
bottom.  Mr.  Carl was not as gentle as Mr.  Gregory.  I am glad I wasn
-(TM)t really a virgin; this would hurt.  He was getting into a rhythm now
and my body was being pushed across the desk as he hammered my little
pussy. Mr.  Gregory was looking at me and holding my hands.  I felt my
ponytail being grabbed and then my head was pulled back, my chest lifting
off the desk, my boobs bouncing.

    -�Tell me what that feels like. -� Gregory said as he watched my boobs
bounce.  Mr.  Carl was really pounding me now.

    -�Really good, so deep, so big. -� I said through my grunting.  Gregory
grabbed my boobs and squeezed.

    -�Do you like this cock, Francesca? -� He said as he held my boobs.

    -�Oh yes, I love it.  It is magical. -� I said.  I felt Carl -(TM)s
hands on my hips as she was pulling me back onto his cock, driving it deep.

    -�You look so pretty, you are getting fucked by a black cock, little
one. -� Gregory said.  His eyes were shining with desire as I looked at
him. My head was bouncing along with my body as the cock was controlling
me.

    -�So good. -� I whispered.  I saw Gregory stand up and then he kissed
me.  He drove his tongue into my mouth as he held my boobs.  I kissed him
back, this was easy, this cock had me in a special place and I was just
reacting.  I felt another orgasm building as he kissed me.  It moved up
slowly and then exploded.  I screamed into his mouth, and he pulled back. I
screamed again and convulsed in their hands.  I heard Carl groan behind me
and then he drove deep and pulled me into him, letting go of my hair.  I
felt his cock pulse and more cum splashed against my young womb.

   I laid my head on Gregory -(TM)s desk as Carl pulled out of me.  I was
breathing hard.  I looked up and Gregory was pumping his cock.  He groaned
and then he pointed his cock down and a huge spurt of cum hit me on the
cheek.  He dumped two more loads on my face, my forehead and my nose.  I
kept looking up at him as he pumped cum onto my face.  He groaned and then
dropped into his chair.  I heard the door open and close.

    -�Francesca, you are a very special little girl.  I am so glad I ran
across you at the mall. -� Gregory said and I smiled.

    -�Thank you, Mister Gregory, this was fun. -� I said as his cum ran
down my face.

    -�Yes, this was a lot of fun, sweetie. -� He said and then he pulled a
Kleenex and started to clean my face.

   We walked out of the office holding hands.  I was walking slow, that big
black cock did a number on me.  I had a couple of Kleenex in my hand, there
was a lot of cum running down my legs.  My shirt was still untucked, but I
did button most of the buttons.  We walked out and Mr.  Carl was standing
next to the car.  He smiled at me as he opened the door.  I smiled back at
him and then climbed into the car.  Mr.  Gregory slid in next to me and
immediately put his hand on my thigh.

    -�Francesca, I had a wonderful time.  Would you like to come and visit
me again sometime? -� He said.

    -�Sure, that would be fun.  Do you have a pool? -� I said.

    -�I most certainly do.  You are welcome anytime. -� He said.

    -�Goodie, I love to swim.  Maybe I could bring some of my friends. -� I
said and his eyes lit up.

    -�Oh yes, that would be lovely. -� He said.

   We pulled up to the school and he leaned over and kissed me, his tongue
flying across my mouth.  I kissed him back and his hand slid up my legs and
touched my pussy gently.  He pulled back and looked at me.

    -�So precious.  Goodbye, Francesca. -� He said and slid out of the
door. I slid out and stood next to him.  I leaned over and whispered in his
ear.

    -�Goodbye poppa. -� I whispered and I heard him groan.

   I walked slowly up my sidewalk and onto our porch.  I looked back at
him, and he was waving.  I waved and went into my dorm.  I walked slowly up
the stairs and into my room, my roommate was not there fortunately.  There
was a box on the floor, and I looked at it.  It was from Mystique, I popped
open the box and put away my slut clothes.

   I pulled off my schoolgirl stuff and slipped on a t-shirt and panties. I
pulled out a towel and walled to the shower.  I washed the cum off my face
and legs.  I washed my hair and stood under the warm water a long time,
trying to wash Francesca off me.  I stepped out and wrapped a towel around
me.  I walked down the hall, not caring if any of the male monitors walked
by or not.  I went into my room and my phone was ringing.

    -�Hi Tony. -� I said and sat on my bed.

    -�Princess, you are amazing.  I just got off the phone with old Gregory
and he was over the moon.  You made quite the impression and he doubled his
donation.  You should be very proud baby girl. -� Tony said.

    -�Thanks, Tony, that is great. -� I said.

    -�You have a good night sweetie, get lots of sleep, you want to be
fresh for class. -� Tony said.

    -�Good night, Tony. -� I said.

    -�Good night, sweet Cassie. -� Tony said and I hung up the phone.

   I pulled off my towel and slipped on panties and an old t-shirt.  I
crawled into bed and curled up in a ball.  What was I now?  Was I
officially a whore since I impacted how much money Mr.  Gregory donated to
St.  Joe -(TM)s?  I guess when you get access to a sweet young virgin you
open up the checkbook.  I fell asleep as my mind raced, Carl -(TM)s strap
and my daddy -(TM)s cock flashing across my mind.