Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 This story is entirely fictional and any resemblance to real people, places
or situations, is completely coincidental.  The author does not condone
rape or any of the activities that take place in this story.  It is a work
of fantasy!

   m, f, MMF, inc, NC, rp, anal , oral, blackmail, voyeur

   What would you do if you happened to videotape something that you
weren't supposed to see?  This story is about a young boy who stumbles upon
a mind-blowing secret that could scandalize his entire neighbourhood. 
Follow along as we see how he deals with this situation and how events
spiral to their inevitable climax!

   Chapter 1:

   It had been about six months since the Yates' had moved in across the
back alley from Troy Woodward.  He remembered the day well.  The house had
sat empty for over a year and when his mother informed him someone was
moving in, he was pleasantly surprised.  He decided to go out in the
backyard and check out the new neighbours.  Maybe they'd have a son.  He
could use a new friend.

   He didn't see any boys, but what he did see really caught his attention.
An incredibly cute girl!  She was a few years younger than Troy who was 14
at the time.  He figured she looked probably around 11 or 12, but she had a
face and body that made her look much older.

   Upon introducing himself to her, he discovered her name was Taylor.  She
lived alone with her father, Peter Yates.  Her mother, Suzanne, had died a
year earlier from leukemia.  Her father decided he could no longer live in
the house where they had been married, so he sold it and he and Taylor
moved to a new neighbourhood.

   Troy and Taylor had something in common as he told her he too was an
only child with just one parent.  After Troy was born, his parents had made
the decision they wanted no more children.  His mother and father had
divorced when he was 10.  Now just he and his mother lived together.

   After that initial meeting, Troy didn't see Taylor much for a while. 
She seemed to keep to herself a lot and about the only time he would see
her was when she was walking to and from school.  That summer, though,
things improved.

   He began seeing her out in the backyard in her swimsuit or little denim
cut-offs.  Seeing as how the two houses were right across the back alley
from each other, Troy could sit on his back deck and look right into
Taylor's backyard.  The Yates had a trampoline and a small swimming pool.
Troy would watch Taylor and her friends playing on the trampoline. 
Sometimes they would be frolicking in the pool or just lying out in the
grass sunbathing in their little bikinis.

   Over time, he realized he was developing quite an unhealthy obsession
with the little blonde girl.  And she was small!  Only about 4' 8" and
maybe....maybe.....90 lb.  soaking wet.  But with a tight, fit, petite body
that was driving Troy wild.  If she looks this good, he thought, when she's
this age, what the hell is she gonna be like when she turns into a
teenager!?

   He had never been attracted much to girls younger than himself.  Oh, a
few 14 year-olds he knew, and the odd 13 year-old, but never a girl as
young as Taylor.  Then again, he had never found one as hot-looking as she
was.  He began telling himself, he had to have her!  How that was going to
happen, he didn't know.

   It certainly wasn't because he was unsure of his abilities to get lucky
with a girl.  Troy was a good-looking boy.  He stood around 5' 6" and 130
lb.  with a fit physique.  He had dark spiky hair with blonde streaks in it
and brown eyes.  On top of that, he had a reputation for being a
smooth-talker.  He was very popular with girls in his school and already at
the age of 15, he could boast of having several sexual encounters. 
Needless to say, Troy was not a virgin.  One of his conquests had even been
an older 16 year-old girl!

   Yes, together with the usual teenage hormones raging inside of him,
coupled with his apparent good luck with pretty girls, it gave Troy an
extremely high sex drive.  He was very confident that he could have any
girl he set his eyes upon.

   But there was something else that also helped to contribute to his sex
drive.  Although just a teenager, he had an addiction to porn.  When Troy
was about twelve, he had discovered a large cardboard box in a basement
closet.  It turned out to be his father's old porn collection.  How it got
there, he had no idea.  He figured his dad must have forgot it there when
he moved out.  There was a large assortment of magazines and videos in the
box.

   Troy hid the box again and began sneaking videos into his bedroom at
night to watch them.  At first he didn't even really know what the hell he
was watching.  Some of it actually seemed a little gross!  But as he got a
little older and began to understand what was going on, he realized he
really liked watching porn, and that it made him incredibly sexually
aroused.  He could see why his dad had liked it!

   As I explained earlier, the Yates and Woodwards lived across the alley
from each other.  Their houses were each at the end of their respective
streets.  To the east were more houses, but to the west was a large wooded
area that bordered on a park.  There were paths and walkways through the
trees to access the park which was a popular place for the kids in the
neighbourhood to go and play.  The older teens liked to go there to hang
out as well and do what most teens like to do.  Smoke cigarettes and pot,
drink beer, make out with their girlfriends in the bushes.  You know, good
wholesome teenage activities.

   The park was also used as a shortcut to get downtown.  Just on the other
side of the park was a large shopping mall.  And you know how kids are
attracted to shopping malls!  It was a very popular gathering place for the
youth of Hendersonville.

   It was the shopping mall that Troy had been at on that fateful Thursday
night when the activities of our story begin.  He had been there with a few
of his friends, hanging out by the food court and indulging in one of their
favourite pastimes.  Checking out the hotties!

   Troy was quite pleased with himself in that he had managed to secure the
phone numbers of a handful of girls.  There was one he was particularly
interested in.  A gorgeous blonde 15 year-old by the name of Alexis.  She
had just moved to Hendersonville and, wow, what a body!

   Troy had a friend by the name of Wally , whose parents were going to be
gone from home for the weekend.  Wally was planning on throwing a party in
his parent's basement on Friday night.  Troy figured he would invite Alexis
to go to this party with him.  If everything fell in place for him like it
usually did, he would hopefully be finding out what colour of panties
little Ms.  Alexis was wearing before the night was out.  And also getting
inside said panties.  Troy was quite excited.

   Troy was on a path that would bring him right up into the back alley
between his house and the Yates.  It was a path he didn't normally take. 
There was a wider, more used path to the south that he usually walked on.
It brought him right up onto the street in front of his house.

   But tonight, his mind distracted with thoughts of Alexis, he had taken a
wrong turn and started heading up this other path.  It was not a big deal,
he thought.  It would still get him home.

   He looked at his watch.  It was just before 9 p.m.  The sun had just set
and there were still a few vestiges of daylight on the western horizon. 
But among the trees it was getting quite dark.

   As he came out of the trees, he saw something out of the corner of his
eye.  Something bright!  He turned to the left and realized what the bright
thing was.  There was a light on in an upstairs window of the Yates house.

   Troy was just going to carry on when something else caught his eye.  He
saw someone walk past the window.  When he saw a flicker of blonde hair,
his heart jumped a little, as he realized it was Taylor.

   Troy couldn't explain why he did what he did next.  It was like some
inexplicable force was pushing him forward.  He walked through the trees
until he was right beneath the window.  He was just on the other side of
the Yates' yard fence.

   He realized, his heart pounding with excitement, that he was looking up
at Taylor's bedroom window!  And she didn't keep her blinds closed!  No
doubt she probably figured she had lots of privacy with all the trees on
the west side of the house, Troy deduced.  Obviously, no one could see the
house from the park.  However, she hadn't taken into consideration the
possibility of little perverts like Troy walking up the path at night time.

   He looked around and saw he was at the base of a large elm tree.  It
towered over him and one large branch stretched out over the fence and into
the Yates' yard.  It was at the perfect height to see into Taylor's window!

   Troy had never done anything like this in his life, although he had been
very tempted a few times.  A couple of his friends had told him about
spying on girls through their bedroom windows but Troy had never tried it.
He had always been afraid of being caught.  But, he figured, how am I gonna
get caught here?  It's dark outside and Taylor won't be able to see me in
the tree.

   He began to clamber up the thick trunk until he got to the large branch.
It was around 18 inches thick, so he knew it would be more than able to
support his weight.  He crawled out along the length of the branch.  He
pulled a few small branches to the side.  Awesome!

   There he was, only about 20 feet away from Taylor's window!  The
leaf-covered branches of the elm tree perfectly concealed him.  Someone
would really have to look hard to spot him.  Troy chuckled to himself.  It
was the perfect hiding spot, almost like it had been made just for this
purpose.



   He could see Taylor sitting at a small desk doing something on her
computer.  He could just make out the screen.  It looked like she was
chatting with someone on Facebook.  After about 5 minutes, she shut the
computer down and got up from her chair.

   Taylor was wearing a short blue skirt with white knee socks.  She also
wore a white t-shirt that had some saying printed on the front of it but
Troy couldn't make it out.  Her hair was in two ponytails.  "GOD!  WHAT A
CUTIE!" thought Troy.  The skirt and knee socks made her look very sexy. 
He felt his dick getting harder.

   Troy watched as Taylor walked over to her bedroom dresser and opened a
drawer.  She pulled out a little blue and white frilly nightgown and laid
it on the bed.

   "Oh my God , Oh my God, I am going to get to watch her undress!" Troy's
heart was in his throat.

   It certainly wasn't like Troy had never seen a girl get undressed
before. But the prospect of getting to see his cute little neighbour
disrobe, the one whom he had fantasized about so much, this was something
special!

   Taylor began to pull her t-shirt up over her head.  She took it off and
tossed it into a laundry hamper in the corner of her room.  Troy could now
see her cute little pink and white bra covering her small round breasts.

   Taylor reached behind herself and unsnapped the bra, letting it fall off
her.  Troy was beside himself with excitement as he witnessed her titties
for the first time.  They were so perfect!

   So round, so soft-looking.  With perfectly round pink nipples like
little rose petals.  Her boobies were not huge of course, but they were a
little bigger than a normal 12 year-old's.  Troy could just picture himself
running his tongue across them.

   Taylor continued on.  She undid the button on her skirt and began to
slide it down off her slender little hips.  Troy had to hold himself back
from cumming in his shorts as he saw her standing there in nothing but a
little pair of pink and white cotton panties that matched her bra.  What a
sight!  What an incredibly sweet little body!

   She sat on the edge of the bed and slowly slid her knee socks down off
her slender calves.  Then before she put on her night gown, Troy got
another little show.  There was a large mirror on one wall of her bedroom
right beside the door.  Taylor walked over and stood in front of it,
admiring herself.

   She cupped her little breasts in her hands and looked at them like she
was comparing one to the other.  Troy watched as she rolled her nipples
between her fingers.  Then suddenly she dipped one of her hands down inside
her panties.

   Taylor continued squeezing and playing with one of her titties as her
other hand moved around inside her panties.  Holy crap!  Troy realized. 
She's playing with herself!  How fucking hot is that?

   After a few minutes she stopped and then she just stood in front of the
mirror.  She reached up and undid her ponytails, letting her long blonde
hair fall down over her shoulders.  Then she placed her hands on her hips
and cocked her head from side to side, like she was casting some sexy
poses.

   Finally, she walked over and picked up the night gown.  She slipped it
on over her head.  It was a very short night gown, barely covering her
butt. Then, she walked over to the door and left the room.  The show was
over!

   Troy was barely able to climb out of the tree, his dick in his pants was
so hard!  He hurried home to his bedroom.  That night he masturbated hard
to the images of Taylor he had in his head.  He couldn't get rid of them.
They were indelibly stamped in his memory.  One thing was even more certain
to him than ever before.  He wanted Taylor Yates and he wasn't going to
stop until he had her!

   Chapter 2:

   The next morning, Troy tried to see if he could spot Taylor on her way
to school.  But he was unsuccessful.  He figured her father must have given
her a ride to school, which he sometimes did.

   All day long at school, he couldn't stop thinking about the happenings
of the night before.  He had developed a really bad case of
Taylor-on-the-brain.  Later that night at Wally's party, his mind was still
somewhere else.

   Alexis, the hottie he had met the day before at the mall, accepted his
invitation to go to Wally's.  Normally, he would have been ecstatic, taking
such a hot girl to a party.  All of his friends were very envious of him.
He did end up taking her to a bedroom, later in the night, and they had
started making out.

   She let him put his hands under her shirt, and he had been feeling up
her gorgeous tits.  But when his hand wandered down to begin fumbling with
the snap on her jeans, she had pushed him away.  Then came the old
"sorry-but-I'm-not-that-kind-of-girl" spiel.

   Troy hadn't even cared.  He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah,
okay.  Whatever."

   Alexis had got up off the bed, pulled down her shirt, and went back to
the party.  Normally, right about then, Troy would have been kicking the
old powers of persuasion into high gear.  Doing his best to sweet-talk his
way into Alexis' pants.  But that night, he just didn't give a shit.  All
he could think about was Taylor.

   The next night, though, come nightfall, Troy was back at the tree,
hoping for another show.  He was not disappointed.  At first, when he
climbed the tree, his heart sank.  The light was on in her bedroom but when
he looked in the window, no one was there!

   Well, she has to show up eventually, thought Troy.  He decided he would
just wait.  Close to 20 minutes went past and he was almost contemplating
giving up, when his patience was rewarded!  The door to her room opened and
in came Taylor.

   She had a large white bath towel wrapped around her and he could see her
hair was wet.  She had just come from having a shower.  This really got
Troy excited as he realized, she's probably naked under that towel!

   Sure enough, Taylor pulled the towel away from her body and there she
stood in all her naked glory!  Troy felt like pinching himself to make sure
he wasn't dreaming.  He could see everything!

   Her perky little breasts, her firm flat tummy, her slender hips and her
smooth legs.  He could just make out the beginnings of a wispy little bush
between her legs.  Troy wiped at his chin, realizing he was slobbering.

   She turned and walked to her dresser.  Troy got a full view of her
little peach-shaped butt.  He just wanted to reach out and take a big juicy
bite out of it!

   She pulled out a pair of light blue lacy panties from her dresser.  She
slipped them on and then stood in front of her full-length mirror, combing
her long hair.  Troy could not get over what a sweet body she had for a 12
year-old.  After getting out of the shower, her skin looked so pink and
smooth and he could just imagine how fresh she must smell.

   After combing her hair, she put on some pajamas.  No skimpy little
nightgown tonight, though.  She put on a pair of what looked like red and
white boy's boxer shorts and a matching red and white sleeveless top.  She
still looked damn sexy, decided Troy!  Then she left the room.

   Troy was hoping she would have stayed a little longer, but he was quite
satisfied with what he saw.  He had another batch of images in his head
that he put to good use when he got home.

   This became the routine for Troy for the next week.  Every night, at
just after dark, Troy would slip out of his house and climb the tree
outside Taylor's window.  He began to learn her schedule.  She would be in
her room pretty well every night at around 9 p.m.

   If she wasn't, she would show up soon afterwards.  He was able to catch
her a couple more times in the nude after having a shower.  He was also
able to catch her playing with herself again a couple times.  One thing
puzzled him, however.  He wondered why she sometimes left her room after
putting on her pajamas?  And he wondered where she went?

   Ah well, he thought.  Not a big deal.  Maybe she went downstairs to
watch TV.

   It was now Saturday.  Troy had been making visits to the Yates' backyard
for a week now.  He had to admit, he had seen some pretty hot stuff!  He
chuckled at the thought of how mortified Taylor would be if he was to tell
her he had been watching her.

   He had seen her out on the street a couple times walking to school and
he was tempted to say something.  But he didn't.  He knew if he did that,
she would start pulling her blinds shut and that would ruin all his fun. 
Plus she'd probably tell her dad and then Troy would be in a bunch of
trouble.  No, he decided, he would just leave well enough alone.

   He had said `hi ` to her on the street and she had said `hi' back.  Then
Troy had smirked to himself as he thought, Hey Taylor, I know what colour
of panties you're wearing!  But Troy wanted to turn things up a bit.  Short
of climbing through her bedroom window and hiding in her closet, he just
didn't know what else to do.  Then it hit him!  A day or two before he had
watched a porno video where a guy was filming a hot woman through her
bedroom window with a video camera.  She caught him and he thought he was
in trouble.  But, true to porno video plotlines, instead of calling the
cops the two people starting making out and then pretty soon they were
fucking.

   Troy didn't think that would happen to him if Taylor caught him with a
video camera.  Quite the opposite, most likely!  But he would have some
awesome footage to watch.  He could get his own little porno collection
started!

   Troy knew he had a little hand-held video camera.  His mom had given it
to him for his 14th birthday.  One nice thing about being an only son with
a parent who worked a lot, his mom did a lot of cheque-book parenting!

   Troy had all the newest electronic gadgets.  An iPhone, an iPad, an
iPod, a top of the line home computer, his own flat screen TV with a
Blu-ray and DVD player, a Sony Playstation, Xbox, you name it!  Troy dug
around in his closet and found the video camera.  He scanned the
instruction manual.

   This was going to be excellent!  He couldn't wait until that night.  He
looked out into the Yates' backyard from his bedroom window.  Taylor had a
friend over and the two were bouncing on the trampoline.  It was a young
dark-haired girl from down the street by the name of Becky Barrino.

   Troy knew her older sister Bianca, who was the same age as Troy.  Becky
was pretty cute, but in Troy's view, she still didn't hold a candle to
Taylor.

   Finally, night time came and Troy prepared for his little adventure. 
But it was not to be that night.  He made his way to the tree and was just
ready to start climbing it, when he realized there was no bedroom light on.
As a matter of fact, there were no lights on in the house at all.  It was
completely dark!  Damn!  He thought.  There's no one home!

   It was the first time such a thing had happened to him.  He went back
home and kept a constant vigil on the Yates house all night, hoping to
eventually see some lights on.  But it didn't happen.  He realized Taylor
had likely went to Becky's house for a sleepover and her dad had also taken
off somewhere.

   Troy was delighted the next day to see the Yates' car back in the
driveway.  He knew Taylor would definitely be home that night because there
was school the next day.  That night he was back in his tree, ready to get
Taylor on film!  True to his predictions, the light was on in her bedroom
and there she was at her desk, playing on the computer.  Just like
clockwork!

   His camera was rolling as he waited for Taylor to begin her usual
bedtime routine.  But little did he know the show he was about to be
treated to!  The door to the bedroom suddenly opened and in walked Taylor's
dad.  He was wearing nothing but a green bathrobe.What the hell?  Troy
wondered as he watched her dad quietly close the door behind him.



   Peter Yates was in his early 30s, about 32 actually.  At just over 5'
10" and 165 lb., his blonde good looks and fit body made him appear about 3
or 4 years younger than he actually was.  Peter and Taylor's mom, Suzanne,
had only been 19 when they were married.  They were both 20 when Taylor was
born.

   Suzanne had began developing health problems soon after Taylor was born
and it had prevented them from having anymore children.  Then just 3 years
ago, the doctor had diagnosed Suzanne with an inoperable type of leukemia.
It had been a very traumatic and stressful period for Taylor and her dad.
Especially after Suzanne had died.

   But Peter was optimistic for the future.  They had sold their old house
and moved into a nice new house in a new neighbourhood.  He had received a
nice promotion at work along with a sizable raise.  And his daughter Taylor
was adjusting nicely to everything, not to mention growing up into a
beautiful young woman.  She reminded Peter so much of his late wife.

   He entered Taylor's bedroom and closed the door behind him.  Usually
whenever they had one of their little "sessions", it took place in his
bedroom, but tonight he had decided to come to her.  He had missed her the
night before.  Peter had had to go on a small overnight business trip and
Taylor had spent the night at her friend Becky's house.

   She was on the computer and had her back to him.  She didn't have her
pajamas on yet.  That was all right.  He liked it when he got to help her
undress.

   Taylor looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.

   "Hi daddy, what are you doing here?" she said

   "Well Muffin, I decided we'd have fun in your bedroom tonight." He bent
down and kissed her softly on the cheek.

   "I don't have my pajamas on yet, I'm not ready," she replied.

   "That's okay," Peter said.  "Come on.  Shut down your computer.  Daddy
missed you last night and I can't wait any longer."

   Taylor turned off her computer and stood up from the desk.  She was
wearing a short denim skirt with a floral pattern on it and a white
button-up blouse.  Peter took her by the shoulder and turned her around
facing him.

   

   Taylor began to undo the buttons on her blouse.  Peter stopped her. 
"No, let me do that, okay?"

   Taylor nodded.

   Peter unbuttoned her blouse slowly and pulled it down off her shoulders.
He reached around behind her and unsnapped her bra.  Then he took her by
the hand and led her over to the bed.  Taylor sat on the edge of the bed
and watched as her father undid his bathrobe and took it off.

   He was wearing underwear and she could see the large lump jutting out
from the front of them.  Peter removed his underwear so he was completely
naked.  Then he climbed onto the bed and laid on his back, his seven inch
cock standing straight up.

   Out in the tree, Troy was absolutely dumbfounded.  What the fuck is
going on here?  Is he gonna do his daughter?  Troy was both sickened by the
prospect of what was going to happen but also incredibly aroused.  He kept
the camera going.  This was gonna be good!

   Peter held his hand out to Taylor and instructed her to straddle his
chest.  She did so, placing her smooth legs on either side of his muscular
chest, her skirt hiking up on her thighs.  Peter pulled her down so her
little breasts were over his face.  He licked and suckled at her tiny
nipples.  His hands went to her skirt, pulling it up over her round butt.
He slid a hand into the back of her panties and his fingers slid down over
the curve of her ass and sought out the small pink lips of her vagina.

   Taylor let out a small squeal as Peter slid a finger inside her tight
little entrance.

   God!  So tight!  He thought to himself.  So very tight!  While he was
doing this, Taylor was kissing him on the side of the neck, her small soft
hands running back and forth across his chest.  She placed her lips on his
and kissed him deeply, her moist tongue slipping inside his mouth.  Oh
Taylor, you don't know how much I love it when you do that!  I've taught
you well.  You're getting very good at this!

   Peter stopped her and looked into her eyes.  "Okay, sweetie.  It's time
to make Daddy happy."

   "Okay, Daddy.  I will," whispered Taylor.



   Taylor climbed off the bed and slipped her skirt down off her legs.  She
climbed back on the bed, wearing only her pink cotton panties, and
positioned herself between her father's outstretched legs.  Reaching out,
she wrapped one small hand around his thick shaft and began slowly stroking
it.

   With her other hand she cupped his balls and massaged them.  Her head
dipped down and her tongue darted out from between her lips.  She began
lapping at Peter's cock, running her tongue up and down the underside of
the shaft.

   She moved up, running her tongue in small circles around the head. 
Peter lay back, his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open.  He stroked
Taylor's long blonde hair with his left hand.  "Oh baby girl, yes!  Don't
stop!" he moaned He sucked in his breath as he felt Taylor's warm mouth
close around the tip and her lips tightened around the shaft.

   Out in the tree, Troy was almost delirious with excitement.  HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!  SHE'S SUCKING HIS DICK!  Troy had to catch himself
from yelling it out loud.  He looked down at the camera.  It still had lots
of battery power.  Good!  Because he wasn't leaving until he had seen
everything!

   Taylor had about half of her father's cock in her mouth now, moving her
head up and down slowly.  Her hand was still wrapped around the base,
stroking it.  Peter arched his back, a look of utter ecstasy on his face.
Taylor continued bobbing up and down on him, stopping periodically to brush
her hair away from her face.  She would also stop and lick the shaft a
while, running her tongue around the head and then slide it into her mouth
again.  She did this for about 15 minutes.

   Taylor placed both hands on his thighs and stopped for a minute as she
adjusted her breathing.  Then slowly she pushed her mouth down farther on
the large cock.  She felt the tip bump against the back of her throat.  She
gave a small gag but just stopped and let herself catch her breath.

   "That's it baby doll!  Remember how it showed on the video.  Breathe
through your nose and let your muscles relax.  Don't tense up!" Peter said.

   With Peter's cock all the way in her mouth, Taylor moved her head in
small circular motions, her tongue playing along the shaft.  The sensation
of Taylor's small throat moving around the head of his cock, started
Peter's balls to begin stirring.  Watching her lips move along his
saliva-covered shaft was too much.  He was ready to cum!

   "Get ready, Taylor!  This is daddy's favourite part!" he whispered
hoarsely.

   He placed both hands on top of her head as his hips suddenly bucked and
he felt his cock spasm.  Taylor massaged his balls as he spurted his thick
seed down her throat.  She worked her throat muscles, swallowing it all. 
Only a small dribble escaped past her lips.

   "Good girl!" he panted.  "You're getting so good!" "I just like to make
you happy," Taylor replied as she wiped her lips clean.

   "Remember, your birthday is coming up, " Peter said.  "I told you if you
were good, you'd get that iPhone you wanted, and I mean it!"

   "Thank you, daddy," said Taylor as she kissed him on the lips again.

   "And don't forget what I told you about your 14th birthday!" Peter said.

   "That we get to go to Hawaii?" asked Taylor with a large smile.

   "Yes, Muffin.  Daddy's taking you to Hawaii.  It's going to be a very
special birthday for you!"

   Peter grinned to himself.  She had no idea how special it was going to
be!  He already had the beach condo booked.  And it would be there, as he
watched the surf crashing on the beach, that he was going to take his
daughter's virginity.  That's right!  He would be turning his little Taylor
into a woman on her 14th birthday!

   He could hardly wait.  It was still over a year, but he knew that in the
end it was going to be well worth it!  In the meantime, he had his little
"sessions" with Taylor to keep him satisfied.  He didn't make her do it
every night, he didn't want her to start hating it.  But they would get
together at least a couple times a week.

   It had been only a few months ago that Peter had first started doing
things with Taylor.  At first it had just been some kissing and petting. 
Then he brought out the videos and showed Taylor what he wanted her to do.
How he wanted her to pleasure him with her mouth.  She had been a bit
reluctant and unsure at first.  But Peter was very persuasive and was able
to easily manipulate his daughter.

   From the very first time she did it to him, he could see Taylor was a
natural!  Which didn't really surprise him.  His wife Suzanne had also been
very skilled at oral sex.  When they first met and got married, the
blowjobs had been sensational!  Peter could see that not only did Taylor
resemble her mother in looks , but she had also inherited her oral skills.
"Come here, Muffin," said Peter softly.  He was sitting on the edge of the
bed now.  Taylor slid over beside him.  He gently pushed her down onto her
back and began kissing her on the side of the neck and face.  He moved down
her body across her chest and her flat tummy, kissing and running his
tongue across her soft skin.

   He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her pink panties and slid them
down her legs.  He gently kissed her light wispy pubic bush.  Then pushing
her legs farther apart he kissed the outer lips of her tiny pussy.  He
kissed at the insides of her silky thighs.

   Then he stopped.  He let Taylor pull her panties back up and he gave her
a hug.  "Thanks, my sweetie.  You were really good tonight.  Daddy's proud
of you."

   "Thanks, daddy," Taylor replied.  "You know the only reason daddy does
this is because he's so lonely, right?" said Peter.  "Daddy really misses
Mommy and when you do this for me, it helps me forget."

   "I know, "said Taylor.  "I miss Mommy too.  And I'm glad I can help you
from being lonely."

   "You're such a good daughter," smiled Peter as he got up off the bed and
put his bathrobe back on.  "Now you better get your pajamas on and get to
bed, okay?"

   He left the room and Taylor pulled a pair of pajamas out of her dresser
drawer.  After she slipped them on she climbed into bed and turned out the
light.

   Troy lay in the tree outside her window, watching as the bedroom went
dark.  He turned off the video camera and just stared at the house for a
few minutes.  WOW!  WHAT THE FUCK DID HE JUST SEE?  Troy still wasn't sure
if he had actually seen what he thought he had seen, or was he sleeping and
dreamt the whole thing.  No, he decided, looking down at the camera.  It
had been real, all right!  And he now had it all on camera.

   A wide grin spread across his face.  That was the coolest thing he had
ever witnessed in his life!  His cock felt like it was going to burst from
his pants.  Little Taylor sucking her daddy's cock!  WHOA!  And the most
exciting thing, she seemed like she really knew what she was doing.  Which
made Troy surmise that this was something she had obviously been doing for
a while.

   He realized the dangerous weapon he now possessed.  The weapon that was
going to help him to ultimately sink his cock between Taylor's sweet little
thighs!  Troy wanted her, and now he knew.....he had her!

   Chapter 3:

   That night, Troy watched the video he had made over and over.  He had
captured everything!  The spot at which Taylor's bed sat in relation to the
window allowed him to get excellent camera angles of all that had happened.
It was almost like a professional production!  He had even managed some
great close-ups.  Troy finally went to bed, his dick worn out from all the
fapping he had done.  Tomorrow, he knew, was going to be a very interesting
day!



   The next day, Troy thought about what he was going to do with the video.
Common sense told him he should go to the police with it.  His neighbour,
Peter Yates, was a sick motherfucker who was preying on his pre-teen
daughter.  Troy, even as perverted as he was, knew it wasn't right.

   But then he got to thinking about the can of worms that would open. 
Obviously, the police would be curious as to how he had acquired the video.
He wasn't sure if he wanted to give them that info!  And then there would
be the huge uproar and disruption of Taylor's life, if her father was
arrested.  He'd likely lose his job and if he had to go to jail, what would
happen to Taylor?  And imagine all the scandal and media attention!

   No, Troy realized he had to take the selfish route.  He had to keep this
to himself.  His rationalization was that he was keeping Taylor from having
her life destroyed.  But in reality, he was doing it to keep Taylor close
to him.  He had a bargaining tool like no other!  And he decided he was
going to use it to full advantage.

   That afternoon, he took the same way home that he knew Taylor always
walked.  He waited along by some shrubs until he saw her coming down the
street.  Good!  She was by herself!  Troy had seen her with some other
girls earlier, but apparently they were gone now.

   His heart jumped.  She was looking good today.  Hell, she looked good
everyday!  She was wearing a little red and white dress with white knee
socks just like the ones he had seen her wearing the first night he was up
in the tree.  Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, held in place with a
white bow.  Her dress came down to about mid-thigh.

   Troy stepped out from the shrubs.  "Hey Taylor, how you doing?" He made
her jump a little bit as he startled her.

   "Oh!  Hi, Troy.  What do you want?" she asked.  "Oh not much.  Just
thought we could walk together the rest of the way home," he replied.

   "All right," she said tentatively.  Troy made her kind of nervous.  Of
all the older boys in the neighbourhood, Troy was the only one who ever
actually talked to her.  And she saw him in his backyard a lot, watching
her and her friends.  They would laugh about it, but the truth was, Taylor
found it a bit creepy.

   "So Taylor," Troy said.  "You must like boys a lot."

   "Ummm, not really.  Why do you say that?"

   "No reason.  Just an observation.  A pretty girl like you, just figured
you'd be pretty popular with boys.  Are you?"

   "Not really your business, Troy," Taylor said.

   "I'll bet if you were with a boy, you'd be pretty damn good!"

   "What do you mean by that?" asked Taylor.

   "I mean, you'd be good at fucking him.  You're probably a little
firecracker in the sack, aren't you?  You probably really get into it!  And
those sweet lips of yours?  Man, I'll bet you can do lots with those, can't
you?"

   Taylor suddenly spun around.  "Troy Woodward, you are fucking sick!  Now
get away from me!" She began walking faster.



   "Just asking some questions!  What's the matter?  Did I get a little too
close to the truth?"

   "GO AWAY!" Taylor cried, tears starting to run down her cheeks.  She
began to run.  She crossed the street and headed for her house.  Troy
watched as she disappeared up her walk and into the house.  He heard the
door slam.  Hmmm, he thought.  Obviously he hit a bit of a nerve!

   Troy walked back to his street and to his house.  He wondered what
Taylor would say to her dad, if she said anything at all?  He had been
looking to get a rise out of her, and it worked!  Now to see if dad took
the bait.

   It was about two hours later when Troy heard the doorbell.  He made his
way to the door to answer it.  His mom wasn't home and wouldn't be home for
another couple hours.  She was busy with stuff at work.

   Troy opened the door to see Peter Yates standing there.  He didn't look
pleased as he glared at Troy.

   "Hello, Troy.  Is your mother at home?" he asked brusquely.

   "No sir, she is not."

   "Hmmmm.  Well, I need to talk to her!"

   "I don't know when she'll be home," said Troy.  "She's working late. 
But you know, whatever it is you need to talk about, you can tell me."

   Peter Yates looked at Troy.  He knew that Troy damn well knew what he
was there for.  He cleared his throat.

   "May I come in then?"

   "Sure.  Knock yourself out."

   Peter stepped inside and closed the door.  "I think you know why I'm
here, Troy.  TayIor told me about some inappropriate comments you made to
her this afternoon!"

   "Oh?" smirked Troy.  "Didn't seem too inappropriate to me!  Not my fault
if it`s true!"

   Peter had already decided he really didn't like this young boy very
much. His arrogance was quickly angering Peter.

   "I think asking a 12 year-old girl if she is a `firecracker in the sack'
is extremely inappropriate!  I don't appreciate people talking to my
daughter that way.  I'm considering going to the police, you know?"

   Troy smiled.  He walked over towards the large flat-screen television in
a corner of the living room.  He picked up the remote control.

   "Are you now, Mr.  Yates?" asked Troy amusedly.  "Well, if I was you, I
wouldn't be too rash just yet!"

   "What the hell are you talking about?" asked Peter.  "You know, I'm not
liking your attitude very much."

   "This is the reason I don't think you'll be having anything to do with
the police," announced Troy as he turned on the TV.

   A video began playing almost immediately.  Peter could see it appeared
to have been filmed through what looked like the window of his daughter's
bedroom.  He stood in stunned silence as he realized who was in the video.
It showed him lying back on Taylor's bed completely nude, with her mouth
wrapped around his cock.  He broke into a cold sweat.

   "What the fuck...is...th-that?" he spat, pointing at the TV screen. 
"How did you get that?"

   Troy grinned as he looked at Peter's reddened face.

   "I don't think that's important," he said to Peter.  "What is important
is the fact that I have it.  That's what you need to worry about!"

   Peter put his hands out in a pleading gesture.  "Listen, I can explain.
It's not all what you think it is."

   Troy stood in the center of the room, glaring at Peter with disgust.

   "Oh, I'm sure you can, Mr.  Yates.  You sick fucks always do have very
rational and logical explanations for the shit you do!  Let me guess? 
Taylor was giving you a good-night kiss and damn if she didn't slip and
ended up with her mouth on your dick instead?"

   "I know how that happens!  Hell, when I was a little kid, my mom used to
come give me goodnight kisses and we'd always end up fucking on the bed!"
Peter gave him a look of exasperation.

   "Listen, you fucking little smart-ass punk!" he snarled.  "I want that
video!"

   Troy shrugged.  "Go ahead, take it!  It's just a copy anyway.  I have
the original tucked away somewhere very safe and secure."

   "You're not seriously going to the cops with that are you?" asked Peter.
The fear in his voice was quite apparent.  His demeanour began to change a
bit.  "Okay, I'm really sorry I called you a punk.  I know what I'm doing
with Taylor is not right and I-I'll stop!  I won't touch Taylor anymore if
you just promise to not go to the cops!"

   Troy shook his head.  "Mr.  Yates, you really are a fucking idiot! 
Don't you realize the damage has been done already?  I have you on video! I
can stay quiet but hey, I need some kind of payment."

   Peter sat down for a minute.  His legs were feeling weak.  He could not
believe what was happening!  His world had suddenly come crashing down
around him.  How had this arrogant little bastard managed to get a video of
him and Taylor together?  This could destroy him....and his daughter!

   "Okay!" he said to Troy.  "I see the game you wanna play.  What do you
want?  How much money?"

   Troy laughed.  The look on his face was so smug, Peter just wanted to
jump up and punch him.  But he didn't want to do something like that!  He
could not afford to antagonize this kid in any way.

   "Money, huh?" asked Troy.  "You think I want money?" He swept his hand
around the room.  "Look at all this, Mr.  Yates.  My mom is loaded!  She
got half of my dad's business when they divorced.  I have everything I want
and if I don't, my mom just gets it for me.  Yeah, more money is always
nice, but really I don't need it!"

   "What do you want then?" asked Peter impatiently.

   Troy looked straight at him.  He paused the video on a close-up of
Taylor's face and pointed at the TV screen.

   "Her!  I want her!  Your sweet little hottie of a daughter, Taylor!"

   "What the hell do you mean, you `want' her?"

   Troy shook his head.  Seriously, he thought to himself.  You cannot be
this stupid, Mr.  Yates!

   "I want what you are getting, Mr.  Yates!  I want a blowjob from your
daughter!"

   Peter jumped up, his face red with anger.  "Out of the question!" he
yelled.  "You are not touching Taylor, you little bastard!  I`m not turning
her into some kind of...of...  prostitute!"

   "Oh, but it's perfectly okay for you to make her into your own personal
little whore, hey dad?" sneered Troy.  "What a fucking hypocrite!"

   Troy hit `STOP' on the dvd player and ejected the disc.  " I'm really
sorry to hear you say that, Mr.  Yates.  I was afraid you'd be
uncooperative.  Guess I have to make a trip down to the police station
after all.  I wonder what will happen to Taylor when you're in jail? 
Foster homes can be so nasty sometimes."

   Peter slowly took a deep breath.  He began to reply, his voice shaking.
"But you have to understand!  I can`t ask Taylor to do something like
that."

   "I understand perfectly, dad," Troy said.  "But you have to explain to
her the seriousness of the situation.  She needs to know you could end up
in jail!"

   "Well, maybe we can work out some arrangement," said Peter.  "If you
want, I'll let you take her out on a date.  And-and I'll tell her I'll
chaperone so she feels more comfortable about it."

   Troy lost his patience.  He waved the disc in front of Peter's face. 
"You still don't get it!" he yelled.  "You have no, and I mean no, leverage
here, Mr.  Yates!  You cannot bargain!  I have a video that shows you, a
guy in his 30s, shoving his dick in the mouth of a 12 year-old girl!  I
don't know what planet you're from, but where I live, it's called child
sexual abuse!  You're screwed, Mr.  Yates.  I hold all the cards!"

   There was a moment of awkward silence as his words sunk into Peter's
head.  Peter did not want to admit it, but Troy was right.  He was being
owned by a 15 year-old punk!

   "So now, THIS is the deal!" continued Troy.  "I will give you my cell
number!  YOU will give it to your daughter.  I want her to phone me
tonight. And don't try to whitewash this either.  I want you to tell her
the whole story.  I want her to know I have a video of you and her and the
video is going to the police if I don`t get what I want!"

   "Okay, okay!" Peter conceded.  "I'll talk to her.  But...  you are not
being very reasonable!  Taylor is not going to want to do this."

   Troy thought for a few seconds.  "Considering what you've been doing to
your daughter, I think I`m being very reasonable.  She has to know you`re
going to jail if she doesn`t do this for me!"

   "I will talk to her!" said Peter.

   "Here is my cell number," said Troy, handing Peter a piece of paper.  "I
want Taylor to phone me....tonight!

   "Now go!  Talk to your daughter and tell her the situation.  Got it,
dad?"

   Peter glared at Troy.  "Yes, I got it!  She will call you tonight!"

   Peter turned and headed for the door.  He slammed it behind him as he
left "Nice doing business with you, Mr.  Yates!" Troy called after him as
he went out the door.

   Troy went upstairs to his room and plunked the disc back in his dvd
player.  He laid back on his bed and stroked his hard cock as he watched
the video for the umpteenth time.  All he had to do now was wait for the
phone call from cute little Taylor!

   Chapter 4:

   Peter Yates sat on his back deck for a while before he went in the
house. He was very shaken up not to mention scared shitless of Troy going
to the cops.  Peter had tried to be so careful when he and Taylor had been
together.  He always had her come to his bedroom, where he would keep the
door and blinds closed.

   But that one night he thought it might be fun and maybe even kind of
sexy for him to get sucked off in the same bed his little girl slept in. 
He saw now it was a lapse in judgment that was threatening to bite him in
the ass.  That little bastard, Troy, had Peter over a barrel and he knew
it! Peter thought about the video.  Was Troy pulling his bluff by saying he
had copies?  Unfortunately, he knew he had to believe Troy had more than
just the original.  He couldn't afford to not believe him!  He also had to
admit, with a twinge of guilt, the damn kid had made a good video!  He had
felt himself get a little hard as he watched Taylor on the TV.

   He walked around to the back of the house and looked up at Taylor`s
bedroom window.  Then he looked over at the overhanging trees.  He saw the
large branch stretching out, sitting at the same level as Taylor`s window.
That little bugger, Peter thought.  That's how he got the video!  Guess
it's time to get some tree-trimming done!

   He didn't want to, but he knew he had to go in the house and talk to
Taylor.  He had to get this over with.  He had mixed feelings about this
whole affair.  Peter was furious at Troy for basically forcing him to make
his daughter into a prostitute!  But he knew she had to do it.  He could
not let Troy take that video to the police.  It would be an absolute
catastrophe!

   But he also felt something else.  It was an emotion he hadn't felt in
years.  The last time he could remember feeling like this was way back when
he was about 18 and had met his future wife, Suzanne, for the first time.
There was another boy who had a crush on her.  A big strapping football
player on the high school football team.

   Suzanne had told Peter she was trying to decide who to go out with and
she couldn't make up her mind.  She liked them both.  Peter remembered
being intensely jealous of the football player and had been sure Suzanne
was going to have him instead of Peter.  She had pleasantly surprised him
when finally she told Peter she had stronger feelings for him.  And she
became the love of his life.

   Now Peter realized he was having those same feelings of jealousy again.
He was jealous of the fact that another person was going to be with his
daughter.  Taylor belonged to him!  Her soft mouth, her moist lips, her
little tongue.  It all belonged to him!

   He felt physically sick at the thought of someone else's hands pawing
and groping at her.  Some one else would be receiving pleasure from Taylor
and it just didn't feel right!  He truly hated Troy for awakening those
feelings in him.

   As he came into the house, he saw Taylor in the living room watching TV.
One of her Disney Channel shows.  That was about the only channel she
watched!

   She looked up as Peter entered the room.

   "Hi daddy!  Did you talk to Mrs.  Woodward?"

   "Yes, I did.  Well, not exactly to her, but I did talk to Troy."

   Taylor sat up.  She could see the concern on her dad's face.

   "What did he have to say for himself?  Did he apologize?  He was so rude
to me."

   "Not exactly," said Peter as he plopped down in his recliner.  "He
didn't seem to think he did anything wrong.  But, Taylor, we have a little
problem.  Actually, a very BIG problem!"

   "What?" asked Taylor.  "What's the problem?  Tell me!"

   Peter took in a deep breath.  "Troy has a video.  A video of you and
I....together!"



   Taylor's face went white.  "You mean....when....we're-"

   Her dad cut her off.  "Yes!"

   "Oh my God!" she cried out.  Tears began to run down her face.  "What's
he going to do?  He's not going to tell anybody, is he?  How did he get a
video of us?"

   "I think he snuck into the trees outside your room," said Peter.

   "Oh, daddy!  I'm so sorry!" sobbed Taylor.  "I didn't have the blinds
shut on my window.  I never think of it!"

   Peter Yates came and sat down beside his daughter.  He put his arm
around her.

   "It's not your fault, Muffin.  Troy Woodward is just a very sick young
man."

   "Well, what are we going to do?  What if he shows people?"



   "Taylor!  Stop it!" said Peter sternly.  "Listen to me.....you have to
help me with something."

   "What?" she asked.

   Peter took a deep breath before he began to speak.  He took both of
Taylor's hands in his.

   "Troy is blackmailing us.  He is threatening to go to the police
if......unless...you do....something....for him."

   "Like what?" she asked suspiciously.

   Peter just blurted it out.  He knew if he didn't, he'd never be able to
say it.  "Troy wants you to give him a blowjob!"

   Taylor sat on the couch for moment with a stunned look on her face. 
Then she pulled away from her father and stood up.

   "NO!  I WILL NOT DO THAT, DADDY!  TROY IS GROSS!" Peter looked up at her
pleadingly.  "Sweetheart, I don't like it either and you don't realize how
it breaks my heart to have to ask you to do such a thing.  But please, for
a second, think about the situation.  This is very, very serious!  You know
that the things we do are because I miss Mommy so much.  But other people,
like the police, aren't going to look at it that way.  They're going to say
I hurt you and they're going to want to put me in jail!  I'll be treated
like a very bad man!"

   Taylor began to cry again.  "B-but, daddy, you`re NOT bad!  You can't
g-go to jail!  What will I do?"

   "That's why you need to do this for me," said Peter softly as he pulled
Taylor back down beside him.  "It's just once and then Troy will be happy."

   "A-and he'll l-leave us alone then?" she asked, her big blue eyes
looking up at Peter.

   "Yes, he will," said Peter.  Well, I'm hoping like hell he'll leave us
alone!

   Taylor closed her eyes tightly as if she was in deep concentration.  She
nodded slowly.  "Okay, daddy.  I-I'll do it."

   "Thank you, Muffin," said Peter, stroking her hair and brushing the
tears away from her face.  "I know it's going to be hard for you.  I'm
proud of you that you're so brave."

   "I'm not doing anything else with him!" she stated defiantly.  "And I'm
telling him that!"

   "You don't have to, Taylor," Peter replied.  "He just wants a blowjob.
That's all!"

   Peter handed her the piece of paper with Troy's phone number on it. 
"Here, this is his number.  You are supposed to call him tonight, okay?"

   "Okay," she said quietly as she took the piece of paper from him and put
it in the pocket of her jeans.

   Later that evening, after supper, Taylor went to her room.  The first
thing she did was go straight to the window and close the blinds.  She gave
a little shudder as she looked out and saw the large branch that extended
out over their fence and pointed right at her window.  Taylor felt very
violated, thinking about Troy sitting in the tree and watching her.

   She had been completely oblivious!  It sickened her to think of what
other things he had seen.  She had no idea how long he had been coming
there to spy on her.  Did he videotape other stuff too?  Taylor didn't
know.

   She was mad at herself that she had been so careless and not kept her
blinds closed.  With all the trees on the west side of the house and no
other houses, she had just never worried about it.  How was she to know her
stupid neighbour was so sick in the head?  Now her dad was in a lot of
trouble, or at least could be in a lot of trouble.  Her stomach rolled as
she thought about what she was going to have to do to keep Troy from going
to the police.

   She picked up her cell phone and dialled his number.  "Hello?  Troy? 
This is Taylor." she said in a small voice.  She suddenly realized she was
shaking.

   "Hey sugar!" he answered immediately.  "How's my little blowjob queen?"

   Taylor couldn't believe how he talked.  He was such a pig!

   "What can I do for you?" he asked.

   Taylor knew that he knew damn well what she was calling about.  "I just
called to tell you my dad talked to me and told me about what you want."

   "And?" asked Troy expectantly.

   "I'll do it, okay?"

   "Good girl!" Troy answered.  "Glad to see we're on the same page."

   "I'll come over tomorrow after school and we'll talk about it," she
said.

   "All right!" said Troy.  "I'll see you then.  You have a good night, my
little hottie."

   Taylor didn't respond.  She just hung up.

   Troy lay back on his bed and let out a large sigh of satisfaction.  He
had such control now over both Mr.  Yates and Taylor!  It was an awesome
feeling.

   He had thought about going over to Taylor's house that evening and
spying on her again.  But now he realized there was really no use for it
anymore.  He now owned her and he knew he could see whatever he wanted,
whenever he wanted!

   He couldn't wait for school to be over the next day.  A few of his
friends wanted him to go to the mall with them, but he politely declined.

   "What the fuck, Woodward, you pussy!" said his friend, Paulie.  "Come
on! We're gonna check out some cunt!"

   "No sorry, guys.  I got something on the go tonight." said Troy.  "You
got a girl coming over, don't you?" teased another friend by the name of
Terrence.

   "Maybe," said Troy sheepishly.

   "Who is it?" asked Paulie.  "It ain't Stacey Micetti, is it?  I saw you
talking to her earlier today.  She is majorly hot!"

   "No, it ain't Stacey," replied Troy impatiently.  "I'm not telling you
who it is.  You'll find out some day, okay?"

   "All right," said Terrence.  "We'll see you later.  Have fun!"

   "I will!  Don't worry!" said Troy.

   His friends continued on to the mall and Troy headed for home.  He made
himself a sandwich and plunked down in front of the TV, waiting for
Taylor's arrival.  It wasn't too long and Troy heard the door bell ring. 
He sat for a minute before he answered the door.  He didn't want to seem
too eager.

   He opened the door to see Taylor standing there.  She was wearing a pair
of tight denim jeans and a pink t-shirt.  Troy`s eyes wandered across her
body before he spoke.

   "Well, well!  Come in!"

   Taylor stepped inside the house and Troy closed the door behind her. 
She was visibly nervous.

   "Why so shy?" he asked playfully.  "Can I get you something to drink?"

   Taylor shook her head.  "No.  I can't stay long."

   "Then I'll get down to business right away," said Troy.  "I want you to
give me your cell phone number.  You do have a cell phone, right?"

   Taylor nodded.  "Y-yes, I do.  Why do you want my number?"

   "Because this is the deal!  I want to be able to get a hold of you
anytime I want.  And when you're here, you'll do whatever I want!"

   "That wasn't really the deal, Troy," Taylor protested.  "My dad said I
only had to do it once!"

   "You can inform your dad the deal has changed," stated Troy.  "I got to
thinking, the more I watched the video.  You look like you really know what
you're doing!  I can see you've been doing it for awhile.  I figured, why
settle for just once, when I can have you doing it to me anytime I want?  I
know a good thing when I see it!"

   "No Troy!  You made a deal with my dad and you can't break it!" said
Taylor anxiously.

   Troy walked up closer to her.  She shrunk away from him, feeling very
intimidated.  Troy stood nearly a foot higher than she did.  He pointed a
finger at her.

   "Listen, little girly," he said in a menacing tone.  "You will do as you
are told.  Or your daddy will go to jail!  And people in jail aren't very
nice to pedophiles!"

   "M-my dad is not a pedophile!" snapped Taylor.  Her eyes were beginning
to tear up.



   "Oh, that's right.  I forgot," sneered Troy.  "He's got you brainwashed.
He's not a pedophile, just a loving father!  Who loves you just a little
too much!"

   "All right, all right," sniffed Taylor.  "I will come whenever you want
me to.  Just don't make my dad go to jail!"

   "That's kind of up to you, Taylor.  And how well you cooperate."

   "Well, I'm not doing anything else with you!  Just.....just...  sucking
you!" Taylor grimaced.  Her having to say that out loud to Troy made her
feel so dirty.

   Troy looked at her and then nodded.  "Yeah, that's fine.  I can live
with that!  It'll be fun having my own little private suck-toy!  But I
gotta ask you a few questions.  I've just been dying to know a few things."

   "Wh-what?" asked Taylor.

   "Just wondering if you've still got your cherry?  Your dad hasn't fucked
you yet, has he?"

   Taylor had a mortified look on her face.  "NO!" she said.  "He has not
done anything like that!"

   "What about your bum?" asked Troy.  "Your dad stuck it in there?  Hmmm?
Has he put his tongue in your bum or a finger?  Or maybe he made you lick
his bum!"

   "Tha-that's gross!" said Taylor, visibly repulsed.  "He doesn't do gross
stuff like that!"

   "Okay, okay," said Troy.  "Don't have to get so offended.  I just wanna
know!"

   "So then, has he made you lick his balls?" Taylor's face grew red and
Troy knew the answer to that question.  "That's hot!" he said.

   "How about other guys?" Troy queried.  "You done anything with other
boys?"

   "N-no!" said Taylor.  "And if I did, it wouldn't be your business
anyway!"

   Troy gave her a hard look.  "I don't enjoy your attitude, Taylor!  For
someone who is one step away from having her daddy thrown in jail, you need
to start being a lot friendlier to me.  You understand?"

   "Yes!  Okay!" said Taylor.  "Now, I have to go!"

   Troy held his hand out.  "Ummmm, phone number, please?"

   "Oh yeah," said Taylor.  "It's 555-324-9875."

   She watched as Troy entered the number in his phone.  Then she turned
and began to open the door to leave.  Troy suddenly reached out and pushed
the door shut with his hand.

   "Not just yet, honey," he said quietly.

   Taylor tried to step back away from him but realized she had nowhere to
go.  Troy grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her close to him.  His
mouth clamped down on hers, his tongue pushing forcefully between her soft
lips.  "MMMMFFFFFFFF!" she squealed as Troy's tongue pushed deep into her
mouth.  Her small hands pushed at him, trying to get away.  But Troy held
her tightly, mashing his body against hers.  His hands moved down, one
closing over her left breast and squeezing.  The other hand went between
her legs, as he groped her on the outside of her denim jeans.

   He took his mouth off hers.  "Troy!  Get off me!" sobbed Taylor.  "Let
me go!" Troy pushed her against the door.  He continued to squeeze and
grope at her crotch.  Taylor tried to pull his hand away.

   "Stop!  Stop!  That hurts!" she pleaded.

   He took his other hand and placed his index finger on Taylor's lips.  He
pushed his finger inside her mouth.

   "Suck on it!" he hissed.  "Suck on my finger!"

   Taylor began to move her lips back and forth on his finger.  Troy felt
his cock growing harder as he watched the young girl's moist lips slide
along his finger.  The inside of her mouth felt so warm!

   Troy suddenly pulled his finger out and smiled at Taylor.  "Okay, you
can go!" He opened the door and Taylor couldn't get out fast enough as she
pushed past him.  He reached down and gave her a firm slap on the butt,
making her jump as she ran down the front steps.  "See you soon, sexy!" he
called after her.

   Chapter 5:

   Taylor ran all the way home crying.  She didn't stop until she was back
in her yard.  She went in the house and ran up the stairs to her bedroom.
She lay on her bed, still feeling Troy's roving hands on her body and his
hot breath on the side of her face.

   Taylor fell asleep for a short time and then heard her father coming
home from work.  She came downstairs.

   "Hi Muffin," he said.  "How did things go with Troy today?"

   "Not good, daddy," she said.  "You need to talk to him again!"

   "What the fuck now!" Peter angrily demanded.  He saw how Taylor stepped
back from him and he paused for a second.

   "I-I'm sorry, Taylor," he apologized.  "I`m sorry I snapped at you. 
This whole thing has just got my nerves on edge.  What did he say to you?"

   "Remember how you said I only had to give him one blowjob and that was
it?"

   "Yes, that was our deal," said Peter.

   "Well today, he told me I had to give him my phone number so he can call
me anytime he wants and I have to go over there!  He said I was going to be
his private `toy'!"

   "What?" asked Peter incredulously.  "He doesn't think he's doing
anything else, does he?"

   "No," replied Taylor.  "He said all he'll make me do is, ummm, suck him
off.  But he wants it more than once!"

   She didn't tell her dad about him molesting her.  She figured that would
just make things even worse.

   "That little sonuvabitch!" fumed Peter.  "I will definitely be talking
to him.  We made a deal and we have been good enough to keep up our end of
it.  I'm not letting him change it now!"

   Peter had brought home some pizza for supper.  He and Taylor sat in the
living room, munching on pizza and watching TV.  Afterwards, Taylor cleaned
up their plates and put them in the dishwasher.  Her dad had to go to his
office and finish some paperwork.

   She went upstairs, did her homework and had a shower.  She put on her
little blue and white nightgown, the one her dad had bought her for her
birthday.  It was really short and she knew her dad liked it when she wore
it.  He told her she looked `sexy' and it made Taylor feel good.  When he
said things like that, it made her feel so grown up.

   She looked in the mirror and smiled.  Her dad was right.  Taylor did
look a lot like her mother.  And her mother had been so beautiful!  She
wanted to grow up to be beautiful like her mother.

   She came downstairs and saw her dad on the couch.  He was relaxing in a
pair of old sweats with no shirt.  She knew it was how her dad liked to
kick back and watch TV at night.  Without a word she snuggled in beside her
father on the couch.  She laid her head on his bare muscular chest.

   Taylor began to slowly slide a hand down across his chest and his hard,
flat stomach.  She kissed and nuzzled against his neck as her hand slipped
inside his sweatpants.  Just as she thought, he was wearing no underwear.
Her fingers wandered along the length of his flaccid cock.  She felt it
begin to turn hard though as soon as she wrapped her small hand around the
base and gave it a gentle squeeze.

   Then her father reached inside his pants and pulled her hand away from
him.

   "No Taylor!" he whispered.



   "But, daddy," Taylor said.  "I want to make you feel good.  You've been
having such a bad time lately.  You know, even if Troy is making me do
things for him, I'll still be there for you."

   "It's not that, Muffin," said Peter quietly.  "I really love it that you
want to make me feel better and you don't know how badly I want it.  But
I'm scared.  I can't trust Troy.  What if he is able to make another video
of us?  I-I can't take that chance.  We have to stop.  For a while anyway."

   Taylor pulled her hand out of her dad's pants and just snuggled with him
on the couch.  She had never heard her dad sound so sad.

   "But do allow me to say, thank you for wearing your nightgown tonight.
You look really good, Taylor," said Peter.

   "Thanks daddy," said Taylor.  "Do I look, ummm, sexy?"

   "Yes, Muffin.  You do!"



   The next morning was Saturday.  Peter was sitting on the back deck,
enjoying his morning coffee.  Taylor was still sleeping.  As Peter sipped
at his coffee, he suddenly spotted Troy in the back alley.  What he was
doing out in the back alley at 8 a.m., Peter didn't know.

   "Hey Troy!" he shouted.  "Come over here!  I need to talk to you."

   Troy made his way over into the Yates' yard.  "What can I do for you,
Mr. Yates?" asked Troy.

   Peter hated it when Troy called him `Mr.  Yates'.  It was not that he
didn't appreciate a kid showing some respect for adults.  But Troy wasn't
showing any respect.  He always said `Mr.' with a sort of sarcastic
inflection in his voice.  So he knew Troy was really being a little
smart-ass.

   "What is going on?" asked Peter.  "Taylor tells me you are changing our
deal."

   "Yep, I am," Troy said matter-of-factly.

   "That's not what I agreed to!" snapped Peter.

   "I don't really give a fuck, " said Troy.  "As I told you before, dad,
YOU have no bargaining power with me!  "

   "I don't want you turning my daughter into your own little plaything! 
You said only once, and that was what I promised Taylor!"

   "Well, dad, let this be a lesson to you to not promise things to your
daughter that you have no control over.  I think you're just pissed off
that she isn't going to be your little plaything anymore!"

   "You little bastard!" Peter swore as he suddenly jumped at Troy.  He
swung at his head but Troy was able to easily dodge him.

   "Holy crap!" said Troy.  "You're really looking to go to jail, aren't
you?  Molesting your daughter and now assaulting a minor?  You're in so
much shit!"

   He pulled a white envelope out of the pocket of his jacket.  "See you
later, Yates!  I'm going to the cops!"

   "NO!" yelled Peter.  "Please, I-I'm sorry, Troy!  I just lost my head
there for a minute.  I beg you, don't do this!"

   Troy turned around and walked back towards Peter.  "Okay, Mr.  Yates.  I
won't go.  But one more episode like that and I will.  Be forewarned, I
carry a copy of the video with me at all times!  You piss me off again, and
it's off to jail for you.  Now the new deal is Taylor will come over
whenever I want.  You got that?"

   Peter nodded.  "Yes!  Yes, I've got it!"

   He glared at Troy as the young boy spun around and walked away.  He had
a smug smile on his face.  Peter seethed inside.  He cursed himself for
being so stupid.  What were you thinking?  If you had actually hit him, you
would be in trouble for sure!

   He sat down and finished his coffee.  This whole situation was getting
out of hand.  He realized he was losing control.  If he wanted to get
through this okay, he had to get a grip on himself.

   It was an ordinary Saturday otherwise for Taylor.  She woke up, had her
breakfast and started doing her Saturday chores.  It was her job to vacuum
and wash the floors every weekend and clean the bathroom.  After she was
finished, she and her friend, Becky, headed to the mall.

   She and Becky were having lots of fun, going around trying on clothes
and new shoes.  It felt good to Taylor to just do some normal pre-teen girl
things.  She was pushing all her troubles with Troy out of her mind.  Today
was her day!

   Until she and Becky were just leaving the mall and getting ready to walk
home.  Taylor's cell phone rang.  She looked at her phone and her face went
pale.  It was Troy!

   "Hello?" she answered.

   "Hey, how's my honey today?" asked Troy.  "You and Becky having fun at
the mall?"

   Taylor didn't respond to that.  How in hell did he know they were at the
mall?  They hadn't seen him anywhere.  Obviously, he had been spying on
them!  A chill ran down Taylor's back.  "What do you want?" she hissed into
the phone.  She didn't want Becky to hear the conversation.

   "My mom isn't going to be home tonight for a while.  I want you over at
my house.  Eight o'clock sharp!  You hear me?"

   "Y-yes!  I hear you!" Taylor replied.

   "Oh, and I got a request," continued Troy.  "I saw you wearing a cute
little blue dress one day on your way to school.  You know the one I'm
talking about?"

   "Yes, I do," said Taylor.

   "I want you to wear it!" said Troy.  "You looked hot in it!"

   "Okay," said Taylor.  "I'll be there at 8 p.m.  I'm hanging up now."

   "All right!  Just don't be late, sweet-lips!" He blew her a kiss over
the phone.

   "What was that all about?" asked Becky.  "Who called you?" Taylor
shrugged as she put her phone away.  "It was just my dad.  Nothing
important."

   Taylor didn't eat much supper.  Her dad looked at her across the table.
"What's the matter?" he asked.  "You don't seem very hungry."

   "Troy called me today.  He wants me to come over tonight," she said.

   "Oh no," her dad said.  He knew it was going to happen eventually.  "I-I
don't know what to say.  Just be brave, Taylor.  And please, whatever you
do, don't get him mad!  Just do as he says."

   "All right," said Taylor.

   She excused herself from the table and went up to her bedroom.  She
spent some time on her computer.  Then she had a shower and put on the blue
dress Troy had requested she wear.  It was a dress her father had bought
her for Christmas.  She did her hair up in a ponytail and put on a bit of
perfume.  She looked at her clock.  It was 7:45 p.m.  Time to go.  

   She walked over to Troy's house and paused before she went up the steps.
Let's get this over with, she thought.  It was going to be so different and
also a little scary, to be with someone other than her father.  Her dad
made her feel so safe and comfortable.  Troy, as far as she was concerned,
was an uncouth pig.

   She rang the doorbell.  Troy answered it immediately this time, almost
as if he had been standing there waiting.  He looked Taylor up and down and
invited her inside.  "Looking good, Taylor," he said.  "That dress fits you
nice!  Come on, let's go to my bedroom."

   She followed him up the stairs to his bedroom on the second floor.  He
had a huge room.  The walls were plastered with posters, some of half-naked
women, others of video games and movies.  Dirty laundry was strewn all over
the floor.  It was a very unkempt room.  Taylor turned her nose up as she
walked into the room.  "What's the matter, princess?" asked Troy.  "Don't
like my housekeeping?"

   "You're a bit of a slob," she remarked.

   "Hey, I'm a guy," he said.  "I know, I know.  Your room is immaculate.
But you're just gonna have to put up with my mess!"

   Taylor sat down nervously on the edge of his bed.  Troy opened a small
mini-fridge he had in one corner of his room.  He took out a cold Pepsi. 
"Hey, you want a drink?" he asked.  "Yeah, sure," Taylor answered.  Troy
walked over and handed her a soda.  She sipped at it slowly.  He sat on the
bed beside her for a few minutes, just looking at her in her cute blue
dress.

   Finally, he stood up and turned to face her.  "Okay, Taylor.  On your
knees!"

   Taylor looked up at him.  This was it!  She knelt down in front of him,
adjusting her dress.

   "Undo my pants," he ordered her.  Taylor reached up with shaking hands
and undid the snap on his jeans.  She couldn't help but notice the large
bulge in his crotch.

   "Now my zipper," he said.  Taylor reached for his zipper and Troy
slapped her hands away.  "Uh-uh!  You're gonna do it like a little whore.
With your teeth!"

   Taylor glared at him with hate as she took the zipper in her teeth and
slowly pulled it down.

   "Okay, take it out," he said.  "Do I have to tell you to do everything?"
With her hands shaking nervously, Taylor reached inside Troy's underwear
and pulled out his rock-hard six and a half inch cock.  It was shorter than
her dad's but thick.  It felt sweaty.

   Taylor just stared at it.  It stuck straight out from Troy's underwear
and the head had a slight upward curve.  "Okay," said Troy.  "I know it's
amazing-looking but it's not so awesome that'll suck itself!  Get to it! 
Lick it with that little slut-tongue of yours." Taylor wrapped her left
hand around the base of Troy's shaft and stroked it slowly.  Her tongue ran
along the underside of the shaft and up to the head, then back down.  Troy
let out a shudder and moaned.  "Holy shit girl, you are good at licking
cock!  Keep going!"

   Taylor kept licking Troy's cock, soaking it with her saliva.  Her tongue
went in circles around the head and Troy's knees buckled.

   "I want it in your mouth!" he whispered.  "Put my cock in your mouth,
Taylor!"

   Taylor took a deep breath and leaned forward to put her lips closer to
Troy's cock.  His eyes fluttered slowly as Taylor took his cock into her
warm mouth.  She wrapped her lips around the bump just under his dick's
head.  Troy tucked some errant hairs behind her ear so he could see her
take his dick in her mouth.

   "Ahhhh, yesssss!" he moaned.  "It's all I thought it would be!  You do
know you're gonna swallow my load, don't you?"

   Taylor pulled her mouth off him and stopped.  "I will suck you, Troy,
but that does not mean I will swallow your....load!"

   "Okay," Troy said impatiently.  "Again I have to refer to the video.  I
have watched it probably 50 times by now.  You swallow your dad's spunk and
you do a fine job of it too, I might add.  So don't think you're gonna get
away from doing it with me.  You WILL swallow!"

   Taylor sighed with resignation.  She was so tired of having that video
hanging over her and her dad's head.  So she knew she had to do what Troy
wanted.  There was no getting out of it!

   Troy groaned and licked at his lips as Taylor kept her left hand around
the base of his shaft and slowly stroked the bottom of his cock.  She cast
her eyes up at Troy as she smoothly bobbed her head up and down the first
couple of inches of his dick.  The feeling of her mouth clamped around him
tightly made him weak in the legs.

   He took her mouth off of his dick and she made a gasp for air.  Troy
grabbed his cock and rubbed it across Taylor's face.

   "You like that cock, don't you?  You're my little blowjob princess!"
"Get your mouth around it again!  Suck me good!"

   Taylor tried to ignore his sick comments.  Troy groaned as she got back
into the rhythm of moving back and forth on his cock.  As she bobbed her
head up and down, her hand started to cover less and less of his shaft
since her mouth was taking a claim to more of it.  Taylor moved her hand to
his balls and playfully squeezed them as she worked his shaft in her mouth.
Troy stopped her after a couple minutes and rubbed her cock across her face
some more.  He did this for a while, alternating between having her suck on
it then pulling it out and rubbing and smearing the saliva-soaked shaft on
her face.

   "This better than doing your daddy, huh?" asked Troy.  "Must feel good
to have a young cock in your mouth instead of your dad's old thing.  Ohhh,
but he's done a good job of turning you into a championship cock-gobbler!
Come on!  I want to feel that soft sweet mouth around me some more!"

   Taylor worked her mouth around his dick, moving up and down his shaft,
feeling it tense up against her tongue.  "Kiss it!" he said.  "Kiss my
dick!"

   Taylor took her mouth off of his cock.  He looked down at her as she
softly kissed the head of his dick.

   "Ohhhhh..." Troy groaned again as she gave another soft kiss against his
cock.  All the while she was fondling his nuts in her left hand.

   "Now lick it some more.  I can`t get enough of that sweet pink tongue of
yours, Taylor!"

   Taylor closed her eyes and flicked her wet tongue against the head of
his dick.

   "That's it, bitch!  Lick me like a big ol' ice cream cone!" Taylor
slipped down his shaft again, her tongue coating the underside of his cock
with an equal amount of attention as well.  She twisted her head to the
left and then to the right, dragging her tongue around his dick.  Troy ran
his hands through her hair, rocking back and forth on his heels.

   "Fuck!" he exclaimed.  "Suck me some more, baby!" He looked down at
Taylor as she slipped her mouth up and down on his dick.  He couldn`t get
over the fact that he actually had his cock in the mouth of his hot little
neighbour that he had fantasized about for so long.  For only being 12, she
was doing such a great job working on his cock.  He knew she was something
special as she worked herself all over his shaft.

   "Ohhhhh damn...  Taylor, you're so hot..." Troy moaned as he watched the
young girl smoothly suck his cock.  He hadn't felt her teeth at all the
whole time!  Her lips formed a perfect "O" around his shaft.

   "Okay, angel-lips!  Make me cum!" he said.  Taylor groaned around his
shaft as she bobbed her head at a quicker pace, gently slapping her tongue
against his shaft.  Troy realized he was sweating heavily, large beads of
perspiration running down his face.

   "Look up at me, Taylor.  Look me in the eye!" he ordered.

   She turned her big blue eyes up towards him as she quickly bobbed her
head back and forth on his cock.  She pressed her soft lips tighter around
his hard shaft.

   "Okay, slut!  Get ready!"

   Troy could feel the pressure building in his balls.  He tried to hold
back but he couldn't.  His cock gave a violent jerk in Taylor's mouth and
he felt a stream of cum explode from the tip.

   Taylor gagged a bit as the sticky deluge hit the back of her throat. 
She kept her lips clamped around the shaft as her throat muscles relaxed
and she swallowed.  It was just like her dad had taught her to do.

   "Fuck that is hot!" said Troy as he watched Taylor swallowing his cum.
Only a couple small dribbles escaped down her chin.

   Taylor kept her mouth moving along his shaft, licking it clean. 
Finally, Troy pulled away, his cock slipping from her mouth.  He took a big
breath.  "Whoa!" he said.  "That was fucking awesome!  Taylor, you're the
fucking best!"

   Taylor said nothing as she got up off the floor.  Troy was zipping
himself up.  He tossed her a Kleenex and she wiped her mouth.  "You are one
great little cocksucker, Taylor.  That mouth of yours is a deadly weapon!"
Troy said with a smile.  "You and me are gonna have a lot of fun!"

   "Can I go?" she asked, looking down at the floor.  "Yeah," said Troy. 
"We're done." "When will you want to see me again?" Taylor said.

   "Gee, you want my dick bad, don't you?" he smirked.  "Can't wait until
the next time!"

   Taylor bit on her bottom lip and gave Troy a nasty glare.  "That's not
why I'm asking!"

   Troy laughed out loud.  "Coulda fooled me!  I don't know when I'll want
you back.  Won't be long.  A guy could get addicted to that sweet, sweet
mouth of yours!  Just keep your phone close to you."

   Troy walked Taylor down to the door and gave her a kiss on the cheek as
she left.  "See you later, honey-lips!" he said.

   Chapter 6:

   Taylor came in the house and entered the living room.  Her dad looked up
at her from his place on the couch.

   "Hey, muffin, how did it go?" he asked.

   Taylor shrugged her shoulders.  "Okay, I guess.  He said I did good."

   Peter held out his hands.  "Come give me a hug."

   Taylor gave her dad a big hug and a kiss.  "He was really rude to me,
though." she said tearfully.  "Called me names and stuff."

   "H-he didn't hurt you, did he?" asked Peter anxiously.

   "No, he didn't hurt me," said Taylor.  "He was just a pig!"

   "I'm going to bed now," she said glumly.  Peter watched as she headed
upstairs.  Oh, how he hated this Troy Woodward and the things he was doing
to him and his daughter.  He could already see how it was draining the
spirit of his usually bubbly little girl.  She was not herself.

   Taylor went up to her room and collapsed on her bed.  She needed a
shower.....bad!  Troy had made her feel physically dirty with all the
filthy comments he had made to her.  He really treated her like a piece of
meat!  Taylor hated him, but what she could do about it?  Absolutely
nothing!

   She had a shower and brushed her teeth...twice!  She needed to get
Troy's taste out of her mouth.  After putting on some pajamas, she went to
bed and slept very soundly.

   The next morning when she went downstairs, she saw her dad had made her
favourite breakfast.  Waffles with whipped cream and peaches!  "Wow! 
Thanks daddy!  You usually only make waffles on the weekend," she gushed as
she dug in.

   Peter gave her a peck on the cheek.  "I like to see you smile, Taylor.
You deserve it!  Now I have to leave for work.  Will you please take the
garbage out before you go to school?"

   "Okay, daddy, have a good day."

   "I will!  And you have a good day at school."

   After breakfast, Taylor cleaned up the dishes.  There was a big bag of
garbage sitting by the back door.  Taylor put on her shoes and carried it
out to the back alley to the garbage can.  After wrestling the big bag into
the garbage can and putting the lid back on, she turned around.

   "Hey, it's my little blowjob queen!  How're things this morning?" There
was Troy standing only a few feet away in the alley.  She hadn't even heard
him walk up behind her.

   Taylor took a few steps back.  "Piss off Troy!" she said.  "I have to
get to school."

   "Oh, I know," he said.  "I do too.  But just thought I'd say hi when I
saw you back here."

   "What do you want?" Taylor asked.  "Taylor!" Troy exclaimed with fake
disappointment.  "Why do you always have to think I want something?"

   "Ummm, because usually you always do."

   "Well okay, you're right," he laughed.  "I did want something.  I wanted
to tell you I haven't been able to get you out of my head since last night.
After you gave me head!" He laughed at his own joke.

   "Please," Taylor said sarcastically.  "I'd rather forget about it,
myself."

   "But, baby!" Troy protested.  "I think you've got a special gift.  You
sucked cock like a champion last night.  I beat off twice after you left,
thinking about those sweet lips wrapped around me."

   "Are you done?" asked Taylor impatiently as she tried to push past him.

   "Sure," he said.  "Gotta say, though, I can't wait until you come over
again.  But I have to wait a bit.  I need to recover.  My balls are still
aching from the way you sucked them dry!"

   Taylor gave him a look of disgust and he laughed out loud.  He stepped
to the side and let her go past.  He gave her a slap on the butt.

   "Keep it real, baby-cheeks!" he yelled as Taylor ran back into her yard.
She threw him the middle finger.

   Ohhhh, how he disgusted her, Taylor fumed to herself.

   Taylor headed for school and the rest of the day went without incident.
The next few days went good too.  She saw not a trace of Troy anywhere. 
She didn't even see him out in his backyard.  But still, she kept her cell
phone with her, always anticipating a call.

   That call finally came in the evening, three days after Taylor's first
episode with Troy.  Taylor and her dad had just sat down to supper. 
Taylor's phone suddenly went off.  She looked at the screen and frowned.

   "It's Troy, isn't it?" her father said

   Taylor nodded as she picked up the phone.  "Hello, Troy," she said with
a bored tone.

   "Hey cupcake, how ya doing?" he asked.

   "I'm good," she replied.  "Well, Mom is gone for the night and damned if
my cock hasn't went and got itself all hard," he said.  "I want you over
here again to give me a sweet tongue massage, pronto!"

   "I'm having supper right now," Taylor told him.

   "Okay, well you finish up your supper and come over," he said.  "But
don't bother having dessert.  I got some custard pudding for you, heh heh
heh!"

   Peter Yates looked over at Taylor and said, "You tell him he had better
be using a condom.  God help him if he gives you a disease!"

   "Hey," yelled Troy.  "I just heard what your dad said in the background.
Put that asshole on the phone!"

   Taylor handed her phone over to her dad.  "He wants to talk to you," she
said.

   Peter took the phone.  "What do you want, Troy?"

   "I just heard your remark, dad!" Troy snapped.  "You mind your own
fucking business.  What happens between me and your little whore-daughter
is our business!  If anything, I should be worrying about getting a disease
from her!"

   "You're pushing your luck, Troy," said Peter.

   "No, you're pushing your luck, dad!" snapped Troy.  "Now, let me finish
talking to Taylor."

   Peter handed the phone back to Taylor.

   "So get over as quick as you can," ordered Troy.  "My balls are full and
they need draining."

   "Okay," said Taylor.  "I'll be there."

   "Good!  I can't wait.  Don't worry about what you wear tonight.  Just
make sure you look good."

   Taylor finished her supper and went upstairs.  She combed her hair and
thought about putting it in a ponytail then decided to let it just hang
down.  She sprayed a little bit of perfume on herself, then she headed down
the stairs and out the door.

   Troy was watching from his bedroom window as he saw Taylor make her way
across the backyard and over to his place.  Right on!  He thought.  It's
gonna be a good night!

   The doorbell rang and Troy ran down the stairs to answer the door.  He
invited her in as he checked her out.  Taylor was wearing a pair of tight
blue jeans and a pink and white blouse with short sleeves.  Her hair hung
down around her shoulders.

   "Hey, honey!" he said.  "You are looking good, as usual!"

   "Thank you," she muttered.

   "Hey, you don't sound very enthusiastic," he scolded her.  "I want to
see you show a little more excitement when you come over here.  Did your
dad say something to you?"

   "N-no," she replied.  

   Troy put his hand under her chin and lifted her head so he could look
her in the eye.  "Listen," he said firmly.  "I don't want you telling him
anything about what we do or about what I say to you.  What happens between
us is our business and not his!  And when I phone you, I don't want him
interrupting us anymore.  If he's around, you go somewhere private to talk.
Okay?"

   Taylor let out a tired sigh.  "Okay," she said.

   "Now," he said, running his tongue across his lips, "let's get upstairs.
I'm hard as hell standing here looking at you!"

   He took Taylor by her hand and they walked up the stairs to his room. 
It was still just as messy as the last time Taylor had been there.  Girlie
magazines were strewn across his bed, showing photos of people having sex
in various positions.  Taylor looked at them with disgust.

   "I was just getting myself in the mood before you came over," Troy said.
He pushed the magazines out of the way to make room for him and Taylor to
sit down.

   He picked up one magazine and flipped through it until he found the page
he was looking for.

   "Okay, see this?  This is how I want you to suck me off tonight." The
picture in the magazine showed a man lying on his back with his legs
hanging over the end of the bed.  A young woman, not much more than 18 or
19, was kneeling between his legs and sucking on his large erect cock.

   "L-like that?" asked Taylor.

   "Exactly like that," said Troy.

   Taylor stood up and turned to face Troy as he laid back on the bed.  She
knelt between his legs and reached up to unsnap his jeans.

   "Now remember to unzip me right," he said.  "Like you did last time."

   Taylor leaned down and took his zipper in her teeth.  She tugged on it
and pulled it down.  His cock bulged up out of his underwear.  Pulling his
pants open, Taylor slipped her hand inside his underwear and released his
raging hard-on.  Troy let out a sigh as he felt Taylor's warm hand close
around the shaft.  "Yes!" he whispered.  "I want you to lick it, Taylor. 
Lick my cock all over like a little slut!" Kneeling between Troy's legs,
Taylor leaned in and ran her tongue from the base of his shaft to just
below the head and back down again.

   Troy's body gave a little shudder.  "Oh, baby doll," he moaned.  "Your
tongue is like silk.  Keep going.  Don't stop until I say."

   Taylor continued lapping at Troy's cock, slathering it with her saliva.
Her tongue moved up and down and around the shaft.  She ran her tongue
around the purple head in circles.

   "Rub my balls!" he said.

   Taylor took a hand and slowly massaged Troy's ball sac.  She continued
to work her tongue all over his dick.

   "Okay, my little hottie, put me in heaven," he said softly.  "I want my
dick in your mouth!"

   Opening her lips slightly, Taylor wrapped them around the head of his
cock.  She just sucked on the head for a minute or so, then began to slide
her mouth down farther.  Troy watched, his eyes half closed, as his cock
slowly disappeared inside Taylor's warm soft mouth.

   Her hair fell down around her shoulders and over her face.  Troy brushed
it away so he could see her.  Taylor happened to glance up at him.  The
sight of her big blue eyes looking at him and her lips wrapped tightly
around his shaft, almost made him cum on the spot.

   But he held himself back as Taylor began bobbing up and down on his rod.
She allowed her tongue to slide along the underside.  Troy stared straight
up at the ceiling and dug his fingers into the mattress.  It was quiet in
the room, the only sounds were of Taylor vigorously sucking and lapping on
Troy's cock and Troy softly moaning.

   "Yeahhhhhhhhh!  Suck me good!  Suck me, my little cock-sucking
princess," said Troy.  He ran his hands through her silky soft hair and
arched his back.  Taylor slowly sucked and stroked on Troy's cock.

   "Rub it on your face," he said.

   Taylor stopped and gave him a quizzical look.  "What?" she asked.

   "Take my cock and rub it over your face!" he said impatiently.  "Now!"

   Taylor gripped Troy's rod as she rubbed the wet, slimy thing along her
cheeks and across her lips.

   "That's it," said Troy.  "Your skin feels so good.  Now, back to suckee,
suckee!"

   It really irked Taylor how he talked to her.  Like she was just a piece
of meat, an object for his pleasure.  Troy let out a load groan as he felt
the warmness of her mouth close around him again.

   "Come on now," he said, his voice a raspy whisper.  "Fuck me with your
mouth.  Do it you little whore!"

   Taylor slid her mouth up and down on him, her left hand wrapped around
the base of his cock.  Her lips moved effortlessly along his saliva-coated
shaft, her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel.  Faster and faster, her head
bobbed up and down.  She would slow down and tighten her lips around him as
she pulled back on his cock with her lips until just the head was in her
mouth.  Then she would loosen her grip and slide back down on him until he
bumped against the back of her throat.  It was driving him crazy.

   "My balls.....  are.....  gonna fuckin'....  burst!" he said excitedly.
"Make me cum, bitch!"

   Taylor sped up her head-bobbing.  She stroked and sucked both at the
same time.  Troy's whole body suddenly went stiff and he let out a loud
groan.  His cock gave a little spasm inside Taylor's mouth as a stream of
cum splashed across the roof of her mouth and into her throat.

   She struggled to swallow it all.  A small gagging sound came from her
throat as she choked a little bit.

   "Fuck yeah!  Choke on my cum!  That's hot!"

   Taylor moved her tongue along Troy's length, licking and sucking it
clean before she finally pulled her mouth off him.  Her jaws ached.  It had
been quite a workout.  Taylor coughed as she cleared her throat

   "Hey, don't choke to death on me!" laughed Troy as he sat back up. 
"I've got too much fun to have with you yet!"

   He helped her back up on her feet.  He stepped back and looked her up
and down.

   "Damn Taylor, you got a hot little body!" he exclaimed.

   Again, thought Taylor, he just treats me like an object on display.

   " Well, I guess you can go now," said Troy.  "My mom will probably be
home soon."

   "Okay," said Taylor.  She began to turn toward the door.

   "And remember what I told you about your dad keeping his nose out of
things!" Troy said, pointing his finger at Taylor.  "I mean it!"

   "All right!" said Taylor, giving Troy a glare.  She headed out of the
bedroom and down the stairs.

   Troy called out as she left.  "Have a good night, angel face!  We'll do
this again soon!"

   Don't remind me!  Taylor said to herself.

   Troy smiled as he heard Taylor go out the door.  He laid back on his bed
and looked at the picture in the magazine he had shown Taylor.  Yep!  A few
minutes ago, that had been him!  Lying back with a pretty girl between his
legs giving him an exquisite blowjob.  Life didn't get much better than
that.

   Troy got up off the bed and walked over to his bedroom dresser.  Moving
a small pile of clothes on top of the dresser, Troy picked up his video
camera that had been concealed by the pile.  He turned it off and walked
over to his computer desk.  Let's see what we got today!  He smiled to
himself.  Gonna be some good footage!

   Taylor went straight to her bedroom and flopped down on her bed.  Oh,
how she hated Troy!  He wouldn't be so bad, she thought, if he didn't treat
her like such a piece of crap.  A piece of meat!

   She decided she needed a good hot shower.  Taylor undid her jeans and
slid them down off her slender legs then unbuttoned her blouse and took it
off.  Stripping off her bra and panties, she put on her bathrobe and headed
down the hall to the bathroom.

   The next few days were peaceful for Taylor.  She saw Troy a couple times
from a distance.  One time he waved.  She waved back nonchalantly and kept
walking.

   One day when she came from school, she noticed her father had hired a
crew of tree-trimmers.  They were working in the backyard, cutting back the
trees along the fence on the west side of the house.  Good!  She thought.
That'll keep Troy from doing anymore spying!

   Troy also watched with interest from his back deck as the tree-trimming
crew worked.  Troy decided to have a bit of fun.  He picked up the phone
and dialled Peter Yates.  He heard him answer the phone at the other end.

   "Hey Yates!  What the fuck is going on?  Cutting down the branch I use
to spy on Taylor?  I didn't say you could do that!"

   "I never realized I needed your permission!" Peter retorted.

   "As long as I hold that video, you need my permission for everything!"
replied Troy.  "Especially if it concerns Taylor!  Now how the fuck am I
supposed to spy on her?"

   There was silence at the other end of the line for a few seconds.  Then
Peter spoke.  "I don't think, considering all the other things you are
doing with Taylor, that you need to spy on her too!"

   "That's your problem, dad.  You don't think!  But you're right.  I don't
need to peep in on your hottie daughter anymore.  Especially not when just
the other night I had her mouth wrapped around my cock!"

   Troy laughed to himself as he heard Peter let out a frustrated sigh.

   "I would appreciate it if you did not speak about Taylor in that way
around me!" snapped Peter.  "Have some respect!"

   "Just messing with you, dad!" laughed Troy and he hung up.

   God, this was fun!  Troy chuckled as he walked back in the house.  He
looked at the time.  It was a Friday night and in a couple of hours he was
going out to a party.  He had a date with Stacey Micetti, one of the
hottest girls in his class.

   He knew he would get lucky tonight.  Stacey was not only a dark-haired
hottie with a sweet body, she had a reputation for being a slut.  He knew
it wouldn't take much to get into her pants.

   Chapter 7:

   

   Taylor woke to the sound of the ring tone on her phone.  It was Katy
Perry singing her song "Fireworks".  She looked at the time.  It was 7:30
p.m.  Who would be calling her at this time of day?

   Her heart leapt into her throat as she looked at her phone.  It was
Troy! Sleepily, she answered the call.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey, cupcake!  What's up?  Were you sleeping?"

   "Yes, as a matter of fact, I was," said Taylor with a tone of sarcasm.
"What are you doing calling at this time of day?"

   "Why do I ever call you?" asked Troy.  "You know what I want!" "Now?"
asked Taylor incredulously.

   "Hey, it's Saturday morning, you don't have school," replied Troy.  "And
anyway, I have some mean morning wood!  I figured you could help me relieve
some pressure."

   "You have what?" asked Taylor.

   "Morning wood!  A fucking hard-on, okay?" said Troy impatiently.  "Now
you have fifteen minutes to get over here!"

   "Isn't your mom home?"

   "No!  She had some business thing she had to go to this weekend.  She's
not home until tomorrow."

   Taylor let out a sigh.  "Okay, I'll be over right away." What a way to
start a morning, she thought.

   "Before you hang up, I got a request," said Troy.

   "What?" asked Taylor, still shaking the sleep out of her head.

   "Well, the first time I ever spied on you, I saw you wearing a cute blue
skirt and a pair of pink and white panties.  And you also had on white knee
socks.  Do you know what I'm talking about?"

   "Yes, I do," said Taylor.

   "I want you to wear that outfit.  You looked so fucking hot!" said Troy.
"Now hurry!  Oh, and come to the back door today.  Don't want people to see
you coming over here so early in the morning.  Don`t wanna start a rumour
now, do we?"

   Taylor heard a click as he hung up.  She lay in bed for a minute and
stared at the ceiling.  Then she swung her legs out of bed and walked over
to her dresser.  She found her pink and white panties and pulled her skirt
out of the closet.

   Within a few minutes she was dressed.  Taylor looked at herself in her
mirror.  She had to admit, she did look cute in her blue skirt!  Her dad
had told her the same thing several times too.  It just kind of made her
sick to know Troy liked it also.

   She combed her hair quickly and put it in a ponytail.  Then she sprayed
a bit of perfume on herself and headed down the stairs.  Taylor was careful
not to wake up her dad.  He always liked to sleep in on Saturdays.  Plus
she knew he wouldn't like it, knowing Troy was calling her to come over at
such an early time of day.  Unfortunately, she knew her dad didn't have
much say in the matter.  He was captive to Troy's demands.

   She made her way to the back door of Troy's house.  As she rang the
doorbell, she heard him yell from inside the house.  "Come on in!  The
door's open!"

   She slowly opened the door and stepped inside.

   "I'm in my bedroom.  Come on up!" he yelled.

   Taylor walked up the steps and came into Troy's messy bedroom.  He was
lying on his bed, wearing a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.  She could smell
liquor.  The smell seemed to be coming from Troy.

   "Have you been drinking?" she asked him.

   He gave her a silly grin.  "Yeah a little bit.  Was out at a party last
night and to tell you the truth, I haven't even been to bed yet.  I got
home, realized I was horny and called you!"

   Troy sat up and looked at Taylor.  He made a motion with his hand for
her to turn around in a circle.  "Damn, you look good this morning!  That
skirt is fucking hot!" he said, licking his lips.  "Lift it up!"

   Taylor looed at him, dumbfounded.  "You want me to what?" she asked.

   "Lift your skirt up!  I wanna see your panties." Troy said with a look
of anticipation.

   "No!" Taylor protested.  "I will not do that!"

   "Do it, or daddy goes bye-bye!" he snarled.  " And I want you to say
something for me as you do it.  I want you to say, `Troy, I wore these
panties just for you.  Do you like them?' "



   Taylor gave a deep sigh and, glaring at Troy, she grabbed the hem of her
skirt and lifted it up.  Troy's eyes widened as he took in the view of
Taylor's pink and white panties.  He saw the little `Y' her thighs made as
they came together at her crotch.  "Troy, I wore these panties just for
you. Do you like them?" said Taylor.

   "Fuck," he said under his breath.  "Those are awesome!  Fuck yeah, I
like those.  You look great, sweetie!"

   "Are you done?" Taylor asked sarcastically.  She was blushing deeply
with humiliation.

   "Yeah, I am," he said, lying back on the bed.  "Let's get to some
business.  Just like the other day!"



   He spread his legs and waited as Taylor let her skirt down and prepared
to kneel at the edge of the bed again.  As she reached up to pull his
sweats down, he said, "Uh, uh!  Want you to do something for me first."

   As Taylor looked at him inquiringly, he said, "What I want you to do is
suck me through my sweats.  Know what I mean?"

   Taylor nodded as she looked at the large bulge sticking up from the
crotch of his sweatpants.  She wrapped her mouth around the bulge and
sucked at it.  The fabric of his pants was dry in her mouth and it took her
a while to get it soaked with her saliva.

   The sensation of her mouth around his bulge and his cock straining
through the fabric felt awesome.

   "Ohhhhhhhh baby!  Yessssssss!" he moaned.

   He put his hands in the waistband of his sweats and pushed them down
over his hips.  His erect dick sprung out, almost hitting Taylor in the
nose.  He wasn't wearing any underwear.

   "Okay, do your thing, princess!" he said.

   Troy closed his eyes tightly as he felt her hand wrap around the base of
his cock and her tongue run along the shaft.  She licked the shaft until it
was well-coated with saliva and then dipped her head down to take him in
her mouth.

   Troy arched his back and let out a gasp of pleasure.  His cock was
super-hard this morning and now being inside the moist warmness of Taylor's
mouth was driving him over the edge.

   "Suck it bitch!  Suck it!" he gasped.  "Don't stop!"

   He looked down to see Taylor's lips wrapped tightly around the shaft as
it slid in and out of her mouth.  Her small head bobbed up and down, her
ponytail bouncing with the rhythm.

   "Oh, and just so you know, if my dick tastes a little weird this
morning, it's because I fucked Stacey Micetti last night!  Twice actually!"

   Taylor suddenly stopped and looked up.

   "What the hell?" she exclaimed.  "That's gross!"

   "Never mind and get back to work!" Troy ordered.  "Now!"

   Taylor felt sick to her stomach as her lips wrapped around Troy's rod
once more.  The idea of him having his dick inside a girl and then making
her suck it, made her nauseous.  Troy was really pouring on the humiliation
today!

   She continued to stroke and suck him.  Troy ran his hands through her
hair, low moans coming from him.  "My little cocksucker!  My sweet little
cock-gobbling princess!  Sweet angel-lips!" he was muttering over and over.


   Taylor would pull her mouth back and swirl her tongue around the head of
his cock, before dipping down again, her lips slipping along the glistening
shaft.  She moved her mouth in a circular motion around the rock-hard
shaft. The combination of her tongue and lips working on him, had Troy on
the verge of orgasm.

   "Okay, " he said raspily, "I'm getting ready to cum.  But when I do I'm
gonna tell you to stop sucking and I want you to jerk me off with your
hand. Don't take your hand off my dick for any reason!  Even when I'm
cumming!  I'll tell you when to stop!  You hear me?"

   Taylor looked up at him and nodded.  Oh God, she wondered.  What sick
thing has he got up his sleeve this time?

   She kept on sucking and lapping at his hard pole when suddenly he yelled
out, "Okay!  STOP SUCKING!  I'm ready to blow!  Jerk me off, Taylor! 
HARD!"

   Taylor immediately took her mouth off him and began to furiously stroke
his cock with her right hand.  She felt it go rigid in her hand and a thick
stream of sperm literally shot out from the head.  It flew several inches
into the air and deposited itself on Taylor's hand and wrist, flowing in
gobs down the shaft of Troy's penis.  Some of the spray even landed on his
thighs.  "Don't stop!" he yelled.  "Keep jerking me off!  Milk me!" She
kept stroking vigorously until his cock stopped spurting.  Troy gave a loud
groan.  "Wow!  I am fucking drained!"

   Taylor gave a look of utter disgust at the mess of musky liquid clinging
to her hand.  Troy laughed out loud.

   "What's the matter?  Never give a hand job before?" "No, I haven't!"
said Taylor.

   "Well, the only way to get it cleaned up is get going with that sweet
little tongue of yours!"

   Taylor looked at him, her face turned up in revulsion.

   "Hey, you dumb cunt," he sneered.  "Just because I didn't blow it down
your throat, doesn't mean you're gonna get out of tasting jizz!  Get to it!
Clean it off your hand and off me too!"

   Taylor slowly began to lick at the slimy mess on her hand, cleaning it
off her wrist and from between her fingers.  After she was done that she
went to work, running her tongue up and down Troy's shaft.  She cleaned all
the cum off it and licked the spatters off his thighs.  Finally Troy told
her she was done.  She stood up and straightened out her skirt.  Troy sat
up on the bed as he pulled his sweats back up.

   "Well I don't know about you, but I suddenly got a hankering for some
breakfast," he said.  "Maybe some eggs Benedict with Hollandaise sauce!" He
laughed again.  Taylor didn't see the humour as she stood near the door,
ready to leave.

   "May I go?" she asked irritably.

   "Yeah," he said.  "Oh, just a minute!  Show me those panties one more
time.  From behind!"



   Taylor turned with her back to Troy and flipped up her skirt, showing
off her panties-clad butt.  As she did, Troy jumped up and gave her a hard
slap on the derriere.  She jumped with a start and gave a little yelp of
pain.

   "Ha ha!  Gotcha!" chuckled Troy.  "See you later sweet-cheeks!  Thanks
for the early morning hummer!"

   Taylor ran down the stairs and out the back door.  She didn't stop until
she got back to her own house.  Looking back at Troy's house she could see
him in the window of his bedroom.  He blew her a kiss.  Giving a small
shudder, Taylor turned away.  As she came into the kitchen she could smell
the familiar aroma of Saturday morning waffles.

   Ahhhhh, she thought, In spite of all that's happened this morning, I am
starving!

   After a big feed of waffles and peaches, Taylor felt much better.  She
decided she would block out the events of that morning and just enjoy the
rest of the day.  Taylor did her morning chores and then her dad asked her
if she would like to go shopping and maybe to a movie.  She could ask a
friend to come along.

   Taylor phoned up her best friend, Becky, and they spent the rest of the
day at the mall with her dad.  Later that evening, Becky stayed for a
sleepover.  It turned out to be a great Saturday.

   The rest of the week went fairly well.  Taylor had a couple run-ins with
Troy but nothing major.  He never said anything to her.  He would just wave
or make obscene gestures.  Taylor was able to ignore him for the most part.
Still, during the evenings, she was always on pins and needles expecting
her phone to go off and Troy to be looking for her to come over.

   Taylor's dad never had any encounters with Troy either.  One morning,
Peter found a note on the windshield of his car that simply read, "Your
daughter sucks cock like a champ!" But other than that, Troy seemed to
leave them alone.

   But over at the Woodward household, Troy was keeping busy.  And not in a
good way.  Troy's obsession with porn was escalating.  He was constantly
watching the videos he had made of Taylor.  And he was beginning to explore
a new, darker, more extreme side of himself.  He had discovered rape porn
and it absolutely fascinated him!

   In addition to the rape porn, an older guy who he chatted with on the
internet, NuggettDane, had sent him an email with links to some movies he
said Troy should download.  There was one called, "I Spit On Your Grave" ,
another called "Last House On The Left", and a couple others.

   Troy's chat buddy said they were great movies and he'd like them.  Troy
had watched the movies and the older guy was right.  They were awesome! 
They really got him worked up.

   Troy was becoming more and more obsessed with rape fantasies.  The
concept of forcing a girl to submit to him, whether she wanted to or not,
thrilled and excited him.  He began to wonder what it would be like to rape
a girl.  In the past he had coerced girls into having sex with him.  He had
sweet-talked and charmed them or like his situation with Taylor, had
blackmailed them.

   But he had never just forced a girl to have sex.  Held her down and tore
her clothes off, held his hand over her mouth so she couldn't scream.  Had
never had her fighting and screaming and crying underneath him as he fucked
her.  The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was something
he wanted to try.  Troy was beginning to think that things with Taylor
needed to be ramped up.  Sure, he was getting great blowjobs from her and
he couldn't complain about that.  But he knew the situation had so much
more potential!

   It was after school on Friday afternoon.  Taylor hadn't heard from Troy
in nearly a week.  She had a feeling she was going to be hearing from him
on the weekend and it filled her with dread.  She had just finished walking
Becky home from school, when her phone went off.

   "Hey, cutie!  It's your lover boy!" Troy said.  "What have you been up
to all week?"

   "You are not my lover boy!" sneered Taylor.

   "Awww, I'm hurt," said Troy playfully.  "After all we've been through
and you still don't love me?"

   "Just stop with the games," said Taylor.  "Let me guess, you want me
over in 15 minutes?"

   "Oh horny, are we?  Inviting yourself over now?" Troy laughed.

   "Troy, you know damn well you're calling me to come over!  So just say
it!" snapped Taylor.  She had no patience for Troy's little head games.

   "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am calling you over," he finally said.  "I
had a rough day in school.  I figured what better way to kick off the
weekend, than to get a nice blowjob from my favourite girl?"

   "So you want me over right now?" she asked.

   "Sure," said Troy.  "I'm almost home myself.  I'll see you when you get
here." 

   Taylor ended the call and began walking toward Troy's house.  She hadn't
been planning on doing something like this right after school, but hey,
maybe if he got his fix now, he'd leave her alone for the weekend.  That
was what she hoped anyway!

   She came up the walk to his front door and rang the doorbell.  Troy
answered right away and ushered her inside.  Taylor was wearing a pair of
white denim jeans and a pink tank top with the saying, "Divas Rock!"
printed on it.

   Troy gave a look of amusement.  "A diva, huh?  Yeah, I'd say you're a
diva, all right!  My little cock-loving diva!  By the way, I love those
jeans.  They do a good job of showing off your ass."

   He motioned for her to follow him and they headed up to his bedroom.

   "You know, Troy, you could be a lot nicer when you talk to me," said
Taylor.  "You just always act like such a pig and you're very rude in the
things you say."

   Troy stopped for a minute at the top of the stairs and gave a thoughtful
look.

   "Yeah, maybe.  You could be right.  But then again, my mom says I should
be nicer too and she's a dumb bitch.  So I guess I probably won't be
listening to her or you!"

   He spun on his heel and walked into his bedroom.  Taylor followed him.
He turned around and was facing her.  He pointed to the floor.

   "You know the routine.  On your knees in front of me!"

   Taylor wished she hadn't worn her white jeans that day, seeing the state
of Troy's bedroom floor.  But she didn't want to argue with him so she did
as she was told.  Troy looked down at her.

   "Today, I want my pants all the way off.  I want to be able to move
around," he ordered.

   Taylor reached up and undid the snap on his jeans.  She pulled down the
zipper and then tugged on his pants as they slipped off his hips.  As they
came down his legs, he stepped out of them.

   "Now take my underwear off too," he said to Taylor.

   She hooked her small hands in the waistband of his boxers and pulled
them down.  His erect cock stood at attention, all six and a half inches of
it.  For some reason, Taylor thought, it seemed bigger and more grotesque
now when Troy wasn't wearing any pants.  Troy walked up closer to her and
smiled as he looked down at her.

   "Okay, get doing your magic.  If I could do it myself, I certainly
wouldn't need you here, would I?"

   Taylor slowly stroked the base of his cock with one hand and massaged
his balls with the other.  One thing, when he didn't have pants on, it gave
her more room to work.  Her tongue swirled around the head and moved down
the underside of his shaft.

   Troy rocked back and forth on his heels, his eyes half closed.

   "Ohhhhhh, yes!  Work that tongue!" he whispered softly.

   Taylor kept up licking along the shaft and across his balls, all the
while stroking him to full hardness.  She leaned forward and slid him
inside her mouth.  Her lips tightened around the head and she slid her
mouth along his whole length.  Pulling back, and pausing for a breath, she
did it again.

   Troy arched his back and let out a loud groan.

   "Yes!  Wanna fuck your mouth, Taylor!" he said.

   He suddenly wrapped his fingers in her hair, holding her head in a firm
grip.  He pulled her to him, crushing her face against his stomach until
her lips were at the base of his cock and he was completely buried inside
her.

   Taylor's lungs fought to draw in air around the swollen piece of meat
that filled her throat.  She began gagging and choking.  Troy was holding
himself inside her, letting the constrictions of her throat work on him. 
Her body jerked and bounced as she tried to pull back from him.  Taylor's
little fists pounded against his legs.  Troy just looked down and laughed,
then pulled his hips back and thrust into her mouth again.

   Using her hair like handles, Troy began ramming his cock back and forth
in her mouth.

   "MMMMPPHHHAAARRGGHHHH!....MMMMPPHHAARGGHH!" Taylor made loud gurgling
sounds as his saliva-coated dick drove in and out of her mouth.  She was
panicking.  What the hell was he doing?  He had never acted like this
before!  Troy was acting like an animal.  The harder Taylor tried to pull
away, the more Troy tightened his grip on her head.  It was hurting her! 
Tears streamed down her face.

   Troy's heart was pounding with excitement.  He was doing it!  He was
raping Taylor's mouth just like he had seen on one of his rape porn videos.
A feeling of absolute power washed over him as he watched his cock move in
and out of her mouth.  Her struggles were a turn-on to him.  Especially
exciting was the feeling of her throat constricting around his cock every
time she gagged.  It felt as if she were milking him.

   Tears ran down her face and she was turning a bright shade of
purplish-red as she fought for air.  Her blue eyes were as big as dinner
plates.  Troy's hips slapped against her face as Taylor screamed around the
thick cock that filled her mouth.  "AAAAIIEEEMMMMPPHHHHHHH!" Troy moaned
deep in his throat as he felt his balls start to tighten.  He was ready to
fill her throat with thick, hot cum, but just as he began to spurt in her
mouth, he yanked himself out.

   He jerked himself off hard, spraying cum right into Taylor's face.  She
didn't even have time to react as the sticky jizz blasted across her cheeks
and nose and into her eyes.

   "FUCK!  YEAHHH!" Troy yelled.

   "EEEEWWWWWW!  TROY!" Taylor cried.  "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

   Taylor was trying to wipe the gooey mess away from her eyes as tears ran
down her cheeks.  "Wh-what the hell is wrong with you?  You almost
ch-choked me to death!"

   She heard a click and then realized Troy was standing there with his
phone, taking a picture of her face.  "Hold still!" he said.  "I want a
couple more!"

   After snapping a couple more pics, he set his phone down and walked
behind Taylor.  She tried to turn to see what he was doing.  He grabbed a
handful of her hair and used it to wipe his cock clean.  Then he tossed a
box of Kleenex to Taylor as he pulled his underwear back on.  "Here!  Clean
yourself up!" said Troy.

   Taylor took some tissues and wiped her face clean.  She could feel her
hair matted together on the back of her head where Troy had wiped himself.

   "What the hell is the matter with you?" sobbed Taylor.  "You were
choking me, you idiot!"

   "Yeah!  Duh!" sneered Troy.  "Said I was gonna fuck your mouth and
that's what I did!  What's wrong?  You didn't like my face painting?"

   "That was gross!" Taylor cried.

   "Gotta say, you look pretty cute with a face full of cum!" Troy laughed.

   "A-a-and what do you plan to do with those pictures you took?" she
asked.

   "Just let me say, it's my insurance," explained Troy, "for you to keep
your mouth shut!  I do already have the video of you and your dad, but hey,
a little more never hurts."

   "You're so sick!" Taylor spat.

   "Yeah, whatever!" Troy scoffed.

   Taylor stood up and brushed herself off.  "Can I go now?"

   Troy sat down on his bed.  "Yeah, sure.  I've had my fun.  But hey, I
want you back tomorrow afternoon."

   Taylor glared at him.  "Tomorrow?  Why so soon again?"

   "What does it matter, slut?  I told you from the beginning of this, you
come when I call you, no matter what!"

   "I had plans for tomorrow," complained Taylor.

   "Then you change them," said Troy.  "My mom is gone all day tomorrow, I
have the house to myself.  I want to take advantage of that."

   Taylor rolled her eyes.  "Okay, I'll be over after lunch.  But you
better not do again what you did today!  That was ignorant!"

   Troy chuckled.  "I thought you were having fun.  I'll try to behave
myself, okay?  Oh, and I want you to wear that sexy little pink skirt
again, with knee socks!  Fuck, you look good in that!"

   "Same panties?" asked Taylor with a note of disgust in her voice.

   "Nahhh, that don't matter," said Troy.

   He watched as Taylor turned and left the room.  He heard the door slam
as she left the house.  Troy retrieved his video camera from its hiding
place.  He took it over to his computer and quickly downloaded the video
footage he had just filmed.  Troy stroked his cock furiously as he watched
the footage of him ramming his cock between Taylor's jaws.  It was awesome!
He couldn't wait until Saturday afternoon.

   Taylor headed straight upstairs to her bedroom when she got home.  Thank
God, her dad wasn't home yet.  He wouldn't see her tear-stained face and
her messed-up hair.  What had just happened at Troy's house, was very
disturbing to her.  He had acted like some kind of monster, uncaring and
depraved.

   Taylor could still feel where the hard head of his cock had hammered at
the back of her throat.  She had never been so scared in all her life.  She
wasn't sure if she could go back there again, but she knew, for her
father's sake, that she had to.  But Troy seemed so weird all of a sudden,
or at least weirder than he had been.  Taylor wasn't sure if she could
trust him anymore.

   She stripped off her jeans and shirt and put on her bathrobe.  She
padded down the hallway to the bathroom.  Taylor slid her panties down off
her legs and removed her bra, then stepped into the shower.  The hot water
of the shower felt good as she washed Troy's filth out of her hair.

   After her shower, Taylor put on a pair of jogging pants and an
over-sized sweater.  She just wanted to relax and bum around the house. 
She watched some television and then started making supper.

   Around 5:30 her dad got home from work.  He gave her a kiss on the cheek
as she was setting the table for supper.

   "Hey, how's my little muffin?" he asked.

   "I'm doing good, daddy," she replied.

   "You didn't have to see Troy today, did you?"

   "No," she lied.  "I haven't heard from him in a while, actually.  I
think he's been busy."

   "Yeah, I'm sure he's been busy," her dad remarked sarcastically.  He
thought about the note he had found on his windshield a few days ago.  He
hadn't told Taylor about that little incident.

   They had a pleasant supper and later that evening, snuggled on the couch
together while they watched a movie.  Peter enjoyed the feeling of his
daughter's body pressed against him and he could feel his cock growing
hard. He was sure she could probably feel it pressing into her back.

   Peter wanted so badly to do something with her, but he was still rattled
by the thought of what could happen if Troy found out.  That boy next door
was making his life very miserable and he hated him for it.  Hopefully,
Troy would soon tire of this little game and leave them alone.  But Peter
had a feeling that was not going to happen for a long time yet.

   Saturday dawned bright and sunny.  Peter had to go into work that
morning.  He didn't usually work on Saturdays, but he was planning on
taking some vacation time and wanted to get caught up on some paperwork
before he left.  Taylor was still in bed when he left and he was extra
quiet leaving the house so he didn't disturb her.  She woke up around 9
a.m. Taylor had a bowl of cereal as she watched some Saturday morning
cartoons and then did her morning chores.  She was just finishing up as her
phone rang.  It made her jump.  She sighed with relief as she saw it was
her friend Becky, and not Troy.

   "Hey Taylor, what's up?" she asked.

   "Not much, Becky.  How about you?" replied Taylor.

   "Are we still on for this afternoon?  You know, going to the mall with
Lexie and Larissa?"

   "Oh, I can't," said Taylor sadly.  She thought quickly of an excuse to
tell her friend.  "I have to go to my grandma's this afternoon.  It's her
birthday."

   "Okay," said Becky.  "We're going to miss you though.  It'll be fun. 
You're sure you can't come?"

   "I'm sure," said Taylor.  "My dad said I have to go."

   "Bummer," said Becky.  "Well, give me a text later, okay?"

   "Yeah, I will," said Taylor as she hung up.

   No sooner had she finished talking to Becky than her phone buzzed,
indicating a text message coming through.  She checked her messages.  It
was Troy!  This is odd, she thought.  He's never texted me before.

   She cringed as she opened the message, wondering what he was up to this
time.

   < hey sweet lips!  howz my bj princess doin 2day?  check out the pic I
sent u >

   Taylor looked and noticed that, yes, there was a photo attachment with
the text.  She hit "open".  Her mouth fell open as she saw the pic he had
sent.  It was him sitting in a chair with no pants on, showing off his
erection.  A caption under the pic read: Willy's waitin for a suckin!

   Taylor could not believe what she was seeing.  She immediately sent Troy
a text reply.  < u r sick troy!!!!!!  >

   < lol cya later > he replied.

   Taylor looked at the time.  It was 11:45.  Well, she figured, might as
well go and get this over with.  Let him have his fun and then she'd have
the rest of the afternoon to herself.

   She went up to her room and changed into the black skirt and slipped on
some white knee socks.  She put on a pink and white "Hello Kitty" t-shirt.
After combing her long hair, she put on a bit of red lipstick and some
perfume.  She looked at herself in the mirror.

   This should make him happy, she thought.

   She walked across the backyard towards Troy's house.  It was a warm
sunny day.  Too nice a day to have to spend time with the neighbourhood
pervert, Taylor mused.  But she would go there, do her thing and be gone!

   As she entered his yard, he stuck his head out from his upstairs window.

   "Hey sexy!  Lookin' good!  Come on up, the door's open!"

   Taylor climbed the steps to the back deck and came into the house.  She
made her way up to Troy's bedroom.  She looked around at the usual mess. 
Troy was sitting at his computer.  He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants
and no shirt.

   As she entered the room, he quickly shut off his computer and got up
from his desk.

   "Wow, you look sexy!" he exclaimed.  "I love the lipstick!  And I'm glad
you let your hair down today.  Ponytails are cute but when you wear your
hair down like that, it makes you look so much more grown up."

   Taylor shrugged her shoulders and blushed a little.  "Thank you," she
said quietly.  It was a nice compliment, she figured.  It was a change from
his usual piggish comments.

   Troy walked over to the bed and sat down.  Taylor couldn't help but
notice his erection.  His sweat pants made it more prominent than when he
was wearing jeans.  She didn't know it but Troy was not wearing any
underwear.  He patted the bed beside him.

   "Come sit down." he said.

   Taylor nervously sat down beside Troy.  She didn't know what it was, but
something seemed to be different about him.  It made her uneasy.

   "What's the matter?  You seem like you're scared of me," said Troy.

   "I-I am a little," replied Taylor.  "I don't want you doing what you did
yesterday.  You hurt me."

   "Listen," said Troy.  "I'm sorry about that, okay?  Yesterday, I just
kinda got a little too excited, if you know what I mean.  You're just so
awesome, Taylor, at what you do, and you really get me worked up!"

   "Well, please don't do it again," said Taylor.

   "I won't," said Troy.  He paused a moment then spoke again.

   "That skirt looks so god damn hot on you.  You have gorgeous legs, you
know?  Anybody ever tell you that?"

   Taylor shrugged her shoulders.  "No, not really.  But th-thanks."

   "Well, I'm telling you," said Troy.  "And I want to spread them!"

   Taylor immediately jumped up from the bed and spun around to face Troy.

   "SAY WHAT?" she demanded.

   Troy looked her straight in the eye.  "I said I wouldn't do what I did
yesterday, because I don`t want a blowjob from you.  What I want is to fuck
you!"

   Taylor was absolutely floored.  "NO WAY, TROY!" she yelled.  "NO DAMN
WAY!  THAT WAS NOT PART OF OUR DEAL, AND YOU KNOW IT!"

   "Well," he said with a smirk, "I'm making it part of the deal and you
should know by now, there's not a damn thing you and your old man can do
about it!" Taylor tried to back away from him but he reached out and
grabbed her by one of her wrists.  She pulled back.

   "LET ME GO, TROY!"

   He jumped up and pulled her in close to him.  She tried to kick and
squirm away but he grabbed her under the arms.  Troy easily outweighed
Taylor by at least 50 lb.  He literally picked her up off the floor and
threw her onto her back on the bed.  The air was knocked out of her lungs
as she hit the mattress.

   "Now you're getting fucked, bitch!" he snarled.

   Troy was on top of her in a flash.  She lashed out, trying to punch and
slap at him.  He grabbed both of her little wrists in one hand and pinned
her arms down above her head.  His other hand went to her breasts as he
began squeezing and mauling them through her shirt.  Troy ran his tongue
along the side of her neck and across her cheek.  He began sucking on her
neck as well.  Taylor screamed and cried out, trying to push him off of
her. But his weight kept her pinned firmly to the bed.

   Troy looked down.  In the course of struggling, the skirt had rode up
Taylor's thighs.  He had a full view of her panties.  They were white with
tiny red stripes.  Keeping her arms held down, Troy pushed his hand between
her squirming legs.

   "NOOOOO!  NOOOO!  STOP IT, TROY!" Taylor shrieked as he wrapped his
fingers in the waistband and yanked up on them, trying to rip them off her.
He felt a small rip but they held firm.  He gave the panties a second yank,
feeling the fabric give a little more.  Damn, he thought.  These things are
harder to rip off than I thought!  The movies make it look so easy!

   He paused for a second and dug his fingers in tighter around the fabric.
He yanked as hard as he could and this time was rewarded with the sound of
cotton fabric giving way as her panties were violently torn free from her
body.  He was also rewarded with a loud piercing scream from the fighting
girl.

   Troy quickly pushed down his sweat pants, exposing his rock hard dick.
It was the reason he had worn sweats that day.  So he wouldn't have to
fumble around with zippers and snaps and such.  Taylor was terrified now,
struggling even more as she kicked her legs uselessly.  It was no use. 
Troy was simply too heavy.  He lay there, enjoying the sensation of her
tight little body squirming and moving underneath him.  Just the way he had
imagined a rape would feel like from watching his movies.

   His body was now completely against her and his head next to hers,
breathing heavily into her right ear.  Taylor felt the head of his cock
between her thighs, his hand rubbing himself as he pushed up against her
tiny petal-like pussy lips.

   Crying and sobbing, she moved her body as much as she could,
hysterically trying to get away, but with no effect.  He pushed his cock
further towards her and she could hear his laboured breath in her ear, his
heavy body rubbing against her.  Troy guided his cock head with some
difficulty in between the lips and against her opening, with a sigh of
pleasure that repulsed her.

   He let go of his cock and pushed her skirt farther up around her waist.
Then he placed his hand over her mouth.  Troy pushed his hips forward
slowly.  He wanted to enjoy the feeling of raping her, wanted to listen to
her whimpers as he penetrated her with his dick .  She felt her pussy widen
and the horrible ache as the large cock tried to fit into her tightness.

   Taylor closed her eyes, trying to think of something else and gave up
kicking and hammering, exhausted.  Perhaps he would stop if she didn't
fight, she thought.  She laid there limp, but realised that Troy was
completely oblivious to her, he just wanted to rape her.

   Troy just lay there for a second, loving the way her pussy entrance
tightly gripped his cock head.  She was like a vise!  He pushed further,
forcing her to take a little more of his cock in and pressing against her
hymen.  Taylor had heard all the horror stories about how much it hurt and
she gave one last fight as she cried and squirmed.  Then with a long sigh
into her ear, Troy thrust forward, tearing her virginity away and shoving
his cock all the way inside her.

   Taylor's breath was momentarily sucked out of her lungs as her entire
body went stiff.  Then a scream erupted from her throat.

   "AAAAAIIIIEEEEEEEMMMMPPPHHHHHHHH!  AAAAIIIIEEEMMMMPPPHHHHHHHH!"

   Troy kept his hand clamped over her mouth, his fingers digging into her
cheek.

   "You wanna scream?  Then fucking scream!" he growled in her ear.

   Troy's heart was pounding a hundred beats a minute, he was so excited.
Taylor's nubile body was twisting and bucking under him, her vagina
clamping down on him as her body tried to push him out.  Her little feet
pounded on the bed.  So this was what a rape felt like?  He was loving it!

   With his cock all the way inside her, he hugged her small body against
the bed, moving himself for a better position.  Troy pushed his knees
against Taylor's legs, forcing them wider apart.  He pulled his hips back,
feeling his cock scraping along the walls of her pussy.  The friction was
incredible!  Almost to the point of being uncomfortable.  He started moving
in and out of her tightness slowly, taking short, slow thrusts.  Troy felt
Taylor's vagina hesitantly begin to lubricate itself, a natural reaction to
protect itself.  That, and her hymen blood, began to make it a little
easier to move inside her.

   Troy was able to pull back out of her about half-way.  He sunk his cock
back into her, his cock grinding against her and he moaned of pleasure
against the pillow, feeling his cock get even harder.  He groaned loudly,
pushing in harder and faster.  Her pussy lips were wrapped around him like
a tight elastic band, squeezing and pulling on his cock.

   Each thrust elicited a muffled scream from Taylor.  Her face was red and
tears streamed down her cheeks and ran over his hand on her mouth.  Her
long hair was spread out around her face.  Each time he drove his cock into
her, her firm body went stiff, then relaxed.

   Troy was having the time of his life.  Finally living his fantasy of
fucking his cute next door neighbour.  He didn't want it to end.

   Troy had built up a rhythm of hard pounding thrusts.  The room was
completely quiet, the only sounds were of Taylor's muffled squeals and
cries and the bed softly creaking.  Troy looked over at his closet and
smiled, sticking his tongue out.

   On the top shelf of his closet was his video camera, peeking from under
a pile of magazines.  He had placed it there prior to Taylor coming over.
Being up on the shelf, it was pointed so it was looking down on the bed. 
Troy knew he would be making some truly awesome video footage!

   Taylor had ceased screaming and was now just sobbing and bawling.  Troy
took his hand off her mouth and let go of her wrists.  He took both his
hands and shoved them under Taylor, cupping her tiny round ass cheeks. 
God, they felt good!

   He pulled her body up tighter against him as he continued to pump in and
out.  Taylor's t-shirt had rode up across her stomach and was bunched up
under her titties.  It felt good, his stomach pressed against the warm,
soft flesh of her flat tummy.  His balls began to tingle and Troy knew it
was almost time.  Time to dump a load in this sweet, sweet little pussy.

   Hammering harder and harder, the sweat began running down his face. 
Taylor's was not the first cherry he had ever popped, but she was by far
the best!  The others had just given it up to him.  This one he had TAKEN!
It was a great feeling!

   Troy sped up his thrusts, ready to cum inside Taylor.  She sensed what
he was getting ready to do and she began to struggle with renewed energy.

   "PLEASE DON'T!  PLEASE DON'T!  PLEASE DON'T!" she pleaded.

   She dug her fingers into his shoulders and tried to push him off.  It
was like a squirrel trying to move an oak tree.  It wasn't going to happen!
In the course of the rape, Taylor's body had slid across the bed and her
head was now right against the head board.

   Troy gave one last powerful thrust as he buried himself balls deep in
the sobbing girl.  He felt the muscles in his lower back twitch as his cock
jerked and spasmed, shooting its load of hot jizz into her.

   "YESSSSSSSSSSS!" he shouted.

   He twisted and ground his hips against her, as if he was seeing how far
he could force his seed into her.

   Taylor's head struck the headboard and she let out a cry of pain.  At
the same time, she felt hot wetness explode inside her.  Troy had came!

   He lay on top of her, his cock still inside her as he tried to catch his
breath.  Taylor lay completely still, trying to comprehend what had just
happened to her.  She had been raped!

   As Troy lay there, he began to suckle on her neck again.  He clamped his
mouth down hard, giving her a huge hickey.  Taylor couldn't even move.  She
just had to lay there and let him do it.

   After a few minutes, he pushed himself up off her.  His softening dick
slid out of her tight hole, making a farting noise.

   "Oh Taylor, that was great!" he said with a huge smile.  "You were
awesome!"

   "Fuck off, Troy!" she cried.  "You r-r-raped me!"

   "That's right and I loved every minute of it!" he said.  "I think you
did too.  You just don't want to admit it."

   "I d-did not!" she sobbed.  "You r-really hurt m-me."

   "Well I'm finished with you now, so you can go," he said as he pulled up
his sweatpants.

   Taylor started getting up from the bed.  Her legs were weak and her
pussy ached horribly.  There were dark bruises around her wrists where Troy
had held her down.  She pulled her skirt back down and her shirt too.

   Troy spotted her torn panties on the floor and picked them up.  "I don't
think you'll be wearing these," he chuckled as he looked at the crumpled
garment.  "As a matter of fact, I think I'll just keep these as a little
souvenir of our wonderful afternoon together."

   Taylor stood up and staggered a bit until she regained her balance.  She
gingerly walked across the room and down the stairs.  Just as she reached
the bottom, Troy came running down after her.  He stopped her before she
got to the door.  He backed her against the wall.

   "You're gonna keep your mouth shut, right?" he said threateningly.  "Not
a word of this to anyone and especially not your father!  Because if you
do, well, you know what will happen!"

   "Yes, Troy," Taylor said quietly.  "I won't say anything!"

   "Okay, because shit will hit the fan if you don't!"

   She went to open the door but Troy stopped her.  He pulled her in close
to him and kissed her hard on the lips.  His tongue pushed into her mouth
and his hands cupped her ass again, squeezing her firm little cheeks.

   He let her go as she jumped back from him.

   "Just wanted to give you a good-bye kiss, Taylor, " he smiled.  "See you
around, baby-cakes!"

   Taylor left the house and walked across the alley to her yard.  Troy
watched her.  She wasn't walking very fast.  Yep, she'll be walking slow
for a couple days, he laughed to himself.  I fucked her hard!  Troy headed
back up to his room and pulled his video camera off the shelf of his
closet. Hurriedly, he downloaded the video onto his computer.  He started
watching the footage he had recorded, his cock getting harder the whole
time.  At the first scream, he started stroking himself.  Damn!  This was
golden!

   Chapter Eight:

   Taylor staggered up the stairs to her bedroom.  She could not believe
what had just happened.  Troy had taken things to a whole new violent
level. If he thought he was going to be doing this all the time now, he was
very mistaken, thought Taylor.  She was never going back there again and
she would be telling Troy that!

   She stripped off her shirt and skirt and looked at herself in the
mirror. There were dark bruises all over her upper thighs and on her
breasts where he had been squeezing them.  There was a small bit of dried
blood and sperm on her thighs as well.  And then there was the huge hickey
Troy had left on her neck!

   Her eyes were red and bloodshot from crying.  Her whole body ached. 
Taylor went to the shower and washed herself.  Then she came back to her
room and put on some pajamas.

   Using some makeup, she was able to disguise the bruises on her wrists
and cover up the hickey on her neck.  She didn't know what she'd do at gym
class on Monday.  There was no way she could wear shorts!  She'd have to
make up some excuse to get out of class.

   Taylor climbed into bed, curled into a little ball and cried herself
into a deep sleep.  That was where she was when her father came home from
work a short while later.  He called for her and she didn't reply so he
went up the stairs to her bedroom.

   She sat up with a start as Peter stuck his head around the corner of the
doorway.

   "Hey, my little muffin!  What's up?  Why are you in bed?" he asked with
a look of concern on his face.

   "Oh, daddy, I just don't feel good," she said softly.  "I think I picked
up a bit of the flu."

   "Awwwww," said her dad.  "That's no good!  Is there anything you need?
Want me to go to the drugstore for you?"

   "No, I'll be fine," she said with a smile.  "I just need some sleep."

   "Okay, well you call for me if you need anything." Taylor's dad walked
over to the bed and gave Taylor a small kiss on the cheek.

   The next day Taylor felt a little better and she even went over to her
friend Becky's for the afternoon.  She just wanted to put Troy out of her
mind.

   A couple more days went by and she neither saw nor heard any sign of
Troy Woodward.  Until Tuesday evening after school when she and Becky were
going to the mall.  There was a big sale at one of their favourite clothing
stores and Becky wanted to buy some new jeans.  Taylor wasn't buying
anything but she was just going along.

   They came walking right down the street past Troy's house.  Taylor
realized her mistake, but too late.

   "Oh crap, I didn't want to come this way!" said Taylor.

   "Why not?" asked Becky.  "It's shorter going this way."

   "I know, but then we have to go past....his house!" Taylor spat with a
tone of disgust as she pointed towards Troy Woodward's house.

   The two girls could see there was some boys standing on the front
veranda.  Taylor took Becky by the arm and they walked to the other side of
the street.

   "What's the matter?" asked Becky angrily.  "Don't you like Troy?"

   "No, I don't!" Taylor replied curtly.

   "I think he's kinda hot," smiled Becky.  "My sister Bianca talks about
him all the time."

   "Well, if you knew Troy Woodward like I do, you wouldn't think that. 
He's a creep!  He looks at me weird all the time.  You know that, Becky! 
You've seen him watching us when we've been in my backyard on the
trampoline!"

   "I know, Taylor.  But I think it's kinda cool having an older boy check
us out."

   "It ain't as great as you think, believe me!"

   Becky gave her blonde friend a quizzical look as they continued down the
sidewalk.  They suddenly heard a voice call out.

   "Hey Taylor!  Hey Becky!"

   The girls glanced across the street.  They were right in front of Troy's
house now.  He was standing on the veranda with three of his friends.  They
saw him waving.  Taylor gave a little wave back and kept walking.

   "What are you girls up to?" Troy called out again.

   "Come on!  Let's go!" growled Taylor under her breath as she looked down
at the sidewalk and started walking faster.  Becky had stopped and was
turning around.  Taylor grabbed the dark-haired girl by the elbow and
hurried her along.

   "Ignore him!" hissed Taylor.

   "Okay, okay," said Becky, catching up to Taylor.  "God, you're being
rude today!"

   The four boys stood on the veranda and watched the two young girls. 
There was Troy and his three friends, Paulie, Terrence, and Dylan.

   "What do you think?" asked Troy, motioning to Taylor and Becky.  "You
guys like?"

   "Not bad," said Paulie.  "The blondie has a nice little ass!"

   "You're fucking right about that!" said Troy.  He continued to stare at
the girls as they disappeared down the street.  "She has a very sweet ass!"

   "The dark-haired girl, ain't that Bianca Barrino's little sister?" asked
Terrence.

   "Yeah, it is," replied Troy.  "The blondie is Taylor Yates.  My
neighbour across the alley."

   "Seriously?" asked Dylan.  "She's a hottie!  You've never told us you
had such a hot neighbour.  Isn't she a little on the young side, though?"

   Troy shrugged.  "She's 12, almost 13.  Ain't really that young!"

   "Well, she's got a pretty sweet body for that age," remarked Paulie.  "I
could certainly get into that!"

   "Damn straight," said Troy.  "I wish she was a car.  I'd drive her all
over the place!"

   The five boys had a good laugh as they all high-fived Troy.

   "You are a crude motherfucker!" said Paulie.  "But I love it!"

   Troy smiled to himself.  A crude motherfucker, huh?  Paulie, you have no
clue how crude I can be!

   "So what are you guys up to Friday night?" asked Troy.

   "I don't know.  Not much," said Terrence.

   "Why don't you all come over and spend the night here?" Troy suggested.
"My mom is gone for the weekend and I get bored being home by myself.  We
can watch movies and shit.  Paulie, get your big bro to pick us up some
beer and we'll get wasted!"

   "Hey, sounds like a plan to me," said Dylan.

   Paulie nodded in agreement.  "Yeah, sure man!  We haven't done that in a
while.  Just the boys hangin' out!"

   "It's on then," said Troy.

  
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*

   That Friday night, Taylor and her dad were sitting together on the couch
watching some TV when he brought up the subject of Troy.

   "So how have things been going with you and Troy?" Peter asked.

   Taylor shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her bowl of popcorn. 
She didn't want to make eye contact with her father.

   "It-it's been okay," she said.  "He hasn't asked me over in a while
actually."

   "He hasn't tried anything....else, has he?" Her dad queried her sternly.

   "NO!" Taylor replied firmly.  "He has mentioned it a couple times but I
always tell him that's not the deal, and he just drops the subject."

   "Well, that's good.  Just keep telling him that," said Peter with a
small sigh of relief.  If he found out his daughter had been defiled by
that little animal next door, Peter wasn't sure what he would do.  Taylor's
virginity was his, and his alone!

   "So can I ask what he does make you do?" Peter asked cautiously.

   Taylor shrugged again.  " We just....do....you know!"

   "Well, tell me," her dad insisted.  "I'm your father, I think I should
have a right to know.  I want to make sure he's not being mean to you."

   "He's not, Dad!  He's usually pretty nice.  I just give him his.....you
know.  And he's happy." Taylor was feeling very awkward.  It didn't seem
like a normal conversation for a daughter to be having with her father.

   "Does he touch you in other places?  You know, with his fingers, like I
used to do?"

   "No," replied Taylor.

   "Do you, ummmm, swallow for him?  He doesn't shoot in your mouth, does
he?"

   Taylor paused for a second.  "Yes, he does."

   Peter was also silent for a short time.  He shifted on the couch.  What
the fuck?  he thought.  I'm listening to my daughter talk about a boy
coming in her mouth, and I'm getting hard!

   "Have you kissed him?"

   "Yes."

   "Has he made you take your clothes off?"

   "He made me....show my panties.....once," she said slowly.  "He made me
lift my skirt and show him my.....panties."

   "What panties?" asked her dad.

   Taylor looked over at him.  "What does it matter?" she asked with
attitude.

   Peter blushed a little bit.  He didn't want Taylor to clue in that he
was actually asking these questions not so much to check up on Troy, as he
was getting aroused.  He was drawing a mental picture of Taylor kneeling in
front of Troy, licking and sucking on his erect cock.  He realized with a
twinge of embarrassment, it was a turn-on to him.  He, himself, couldn't
get any action from Taylor anymore, so he was living vicariously through
the answers to his questions.

   "I'm just being snoopy," said Peter.  "You don't have to tell me."

   "Well, if you must know, they were red and white ones, okay?"

   Peter knew which panties she was talking about.  It was a favourite
activity of his when Taylor wasn't home, to go through her underwear drawer
and look at her panties and bras.  She didn't know that.

   "So who do you like more?  Me or him?"

   Taylor let out a little laugh.  "Daddy, you sound jealous!  I like you
more, of course!  I hate Troy!"

   Peter didn't want to admit it, but yes, he was very jealous.  His
beautiful little daughter, who had been his for so long, was being stolen
away from him.  And he didn't like it one bit!  He let out a little laugh
himself to lighten the mood.

   "I'm glad to hear that, muffin.  You'll always be my favourite too."

   There was a moment of silence where neither one of them said anything.
Then Taylor spoke.

   "Dad?"

   "Yes, muffin?"

   "How much longer do you think I have to keep doing this for....for Troy?
Isn't there some way we can stop him?"

   Peter took a deep breath to keep his voice from breaking.  He could see
his little girl was also on the verge of tears.  "I-I don't know, Taylor. I
just really don't know.  He's a teenage boy, hopefully he's going to get
bored soon and move on to something else.  But it's really hard to say.  As
long as he holds that video over our heads, I don't know what's going to
happen.

   I want to talk to a lawyer or the police and see if there is some way we
can stop Troy, but there is just no way I can do it without incriminating
myself.  Just try to be strong and if he does anything, and I mean
anything, to hurt you, you need to let me know right away!  Okay?"

   "Yes, I will, daddy!" said Taylor with a weak smile.  Too late for that!
she thought to herself.  She gave her dad a small kiss on the cheek.  She
didn't mention that she was planning to never go back to Troy's house.

   ***********************************************************************
Over at Troy's house, he and his friends were also watching TV.  They were
watching a DVD Troy had made.  He had downloaded several movies off the
internet that contained very graphic rape scenes.  He burned the scenes
onto a disc.  Later they were going to watch some rape porno he had down-
loaded as well.  The boys were getting quite worked up as they watched the
rape scenes from "I Spit On Your Grave."

   "That is nasty shit!" said Paulie.

   "Yeah, but fucking hot!" said Terrence.  "It'd be awesome to gang-bang a
girl like that!  Listening to her scream and stuff.  It'd be a blast!  As
long as you didn't caught."

   "So tell me then, guys," said Troy as he hit the pause button on the DVD
remote.  "I wanna ask you a hypothetical question.  IF you could rape a
girl and get away with it, WOULD you do it?"

   The boys were sitting in the basement rec room.  Troy was in a big
leather recliner, Paulie and Terrence were stretched out on the two big
couches that were there and Dylan was in another recliner.  They were all
slightly drunk and stoned, having nearly polished off three dozen beer
Paulie had brought over.  Dylan had brought a baggie full of weed.

   "I definitely would pound some hot cunt if I could get away with it!"
exclaimed Dylan.

   "Yeah, I guess I'd do it too," said Paulie.  "I know a few girls around
school who could use a good fucking, whether they wanted it or not!"

   The boys all laughed.

   "Now, what if I was to tell you I have done it?" asked Troy.

   "Yeah, right, Woodward!" scoffed Terrence.  "Who did you rape?  A sock
puppet?"

   That elicited another round of laughter.

   Troy looked straight at him.  Terrence sat up on the couch as he
suddenly realized his friend was dead serious.

   "You mean to tell me...y-you have raped someone?" he asked
incredulously.

   "Damn straight, I have," replied Troy.  "And it was fucking awesome!"

   "Who was it?" asked Paulie with a hint of skepticism.  "Anyone we know?"

   "As matter of fact, yes.  You saw her just the other day?"

   All three boys looked at Troy with questioning looks.

   "Taylor Yates!" Troy finally said.  "That little blonde that walked past
my house the other day!"

   "Your neighbour?" asked Dylan.  "That little hottie from across the
alley?"

   "I call bullshit!" Paulie scoffed.

   "Believe me, I raped her!" said Troy impatiently.  "Right upstairs in my
bedroom last Saturday!"

   "Was she good?" said Terrence.  "Was she a virgin?"

   Troy smiled.  "Was a virgin, yes!  Not anymore!  I fucked her hard,
guys. She screamed and cried and everything.  Just like in a movie.  It was
the most awesome fuck I'd ever had!  She had this little skirt on.  I just
threw her on the bed, pushed her skirt up, got her panties off and slammed
her!"

   "Shit, that is hardcore!" said Dylan.  Troy could tell from the look in
his eyes, that Dylan was getting very excited.  "So how did you keep from
getting in trouble?  I mean, aren't you afraid she might tell someone? 
Rape is serious shit!  You'd end up in jail if she ever told the cops."

   "That's just it!" said Troy.  "That's why I did it!  She can't go to the
cops!"

   "Why the fuck not?" asked Paulie.

   "Just trust me, you guys.  She cannot go to the cops!  I won't tell you
why right now, but sometime down the road I will."

   "So is that why you're asking if we could get away with it, would we do
it?" said Terrence.

   "Bingo!" yelled Troy.  "That is exactly why I'm asking.  You guys got
pretty worked up watching this disk.  I'm giving you the opportunity to do
it for real!  Are you guys in or what?"

   All three nodded in agreement.

   "Sure!  What the fuck?" said Paulie.  "I've never said no to a piece of
ass!"

   "And I know you want a piece of Taylor's sweet little ass!" joked Troy.

   "How you gonna get her over here?  We gonna do it tonight?" asked Dylan.

   "Settle down, big fella," laughed Troy.  "No, it won't be tonight.  But
I can set it up for tomorrow.  And don't worry, I'll get her over here. 
You guys don't have to worry about that.  Just make sure your dicks are
ready for some prime fuckin'!  Now, I need another beer and I'll tell you
my plan."

  
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*

   It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning.  Taylor was up early and had
breakfast with her dad.  He was going out fishing with some friends and
would be gone all day.  Taylor was going to go and spend the day with Becky
after she was finished her Saturday chores.

   "When I'm home tomorrow, I'll take you out for brunch and we'll spend
the day together, okay?" said Peter as he kissed Taylor on the cheek.

   "Okay, daddy.  Have fun!"

   She was glad to see her dad going out and having a good time doing
something he enjoyed.  He didn't get a chance to do that very often.

   Taylor was almost finished her chores when her phone went off.  She
froze as she saw by the screen that it was Troy.  She had been fearing
this. It was a week now since the rape in his bedroom and she had done her
best to keep it out of her mind.  Now all the memories came flooding back.
Well, she thought, it's just time to put my foot down and tell him that I
am not going over there!

   She answered the call.  "H-hello?"

   "Hey, Sweet-cheeks!  It`s Sugar-daddy.  What's up?"

   "You are not my sugar-daddy and I am not your sweet-cheeks!" snapped
Taylor.  "I have nothing to say to you, you fucking pervert!"

   "Hey, hey, hey!  What's with all the attitude?  I don't need that shit!"
Troy retorted.

   "Before you even start Troy, I'm telling you right now.  I am not coming
over to your house!  Not today and not ever!  We're done!  Last week was
the last straw!"

   There was silence at the other end for a minute then Troy spoke in a low
menacing tone.  Taylor had never heard him speak this way before.

   "Listen to me, cunt!  I am not asking you to get over here today.  I am
fucking telling you!  I want you over here in one hour!  You hear me?  And
if you ain't, I'll be showing a certain little video to the cops and
they'll be dragging your dad's sorry ass off to jail.  Then he can find out
first-hand what happens to pedophiles in the slammer.  He'll be learning
himself how to suck dick!  You want that to happen, huh?"

   Taylor began to cry.  She had tried to be defiant, but she knew it was
no use.  Troy had all the power.

   "O-okay!  I-I'll be there!" she finally said.

   "Good!  I knew you'd see things my way, not that you have much choice.
Now dress really good for me.  You know, something sexy!  Show some skin."

   Fuck you, Troy Woodward!  Taylor seethed.  "I-I'll see what I can do."

   "No seeing," snapped Troy.  "Just do it!  And I think you owe me a
serious apology, little Miss Attitude!"

   "F-for what?" she asked angrily.

   "For calling me a pervert!  I think we all know who the real pervert is
in this situation, don't we Taylor?"

   "Y-yes!  I am sorry, okay?" she sobbed.

   "Well, it's not a great apology, but it`ll have to do for now," he
replied.  "We'll talk about it some more when you come over."

   "Can I go now?' asked Taylor.

   "Okay, see you later, angel lips!"

   Taylor shut her phone off and a couple minutes later heard it buzz as a
text message came through.  She picked it up and saw that Troy had sent her
a photo attachment again too.  She could only imagine what it could be. 
The text message read: < hey hottie, take a look at the pic and reply.  and
don't ignore me.  U have two mins or daddy goes byebye!>

   Taylor opened the attachment.  It was a closeup pic of the head of his
cock.  It filled the entire screen.  Taylor sent back a text reply.

   <juvenile troy!  Very juvenile!>

   He sent back a reply.  < lol >

   Taylor called Becky and let her know she would be late coming over.  She
would go to Troy's if he so insisted, but she wasn't letting him do what he
did last week.  If he wanted her over there, all he was getting was a
blowjob and nothing else!  AND she certainly wasn't going to dress sexy!

   Taylor went upstairs and found the ugliest pair of jeans she had.  They
were some old things she used for when her dad made her help with yard
work. They fit her like a grocery bag, not showing off any of her body. 
And she dug out a baggy t-shirt.  The kind she wore when she was just
lazing around the house on a Sunday.  Then she slipped some flip-flops on
her feet.

   She looked at herself in the mirror.  Yeah, here's your sexy hottie,
Troy, you sick bastard!

   She looked at the clock.  It was 12:30 p.m.  May as well go and get this
over with!  But she was sticking to her guns!  Nothing but a blowjob and if
he wanted to get tough, well she could get tough too.  She'd kick him in
the balls if she had to.

   

   Troy watched as Taylor came across her backyard toward his house.  He
frowned as he saw what she was wearing.  You insolent little bitch!  he
thought.  You are deliberately defying what I told you to do!  He made a
mental note that he would have to have a word with her about that.  But for
now, everything was in place!  The other guys had been very enthusiastic
about his plan when he told them about it the night before.  Now it was
just a matter of putting it all into action!  And it was perfect that his
mom was gone again for the weekend.  They would have the house to
themselves for the whole day!

   He opened the door the minute Taylor touched the doorbell.  It made her
jump.  She wasn't expecting him to answer the door so quickly.

   "Hey babe, come on in!" he said.

   Taylor managed a weak smile and entered the house.  Troy was wearing
jogging pants again, she noticed.  Same thing he was wearing last week! 
But at least this time he had on a t-shirt.  His house smelled of stale
beer and pot smoke.  Obviously, he had had a party the night before.

   Taylor wasn't surprised about that.  Troy's mom was hardly ever home on
weekends, therefore pretty well leaving Troy to do as he pleased.

   "Well, let's head up to the bedroom," he said, motioning towards the
stairs.

   "No, Troy!  I am not going up there just so you can rape me again!"

   Troy put his arm around her shoulders.  Taylor felt herself tense up.

   "Relax, okay?" Troy said with a chuckle.  "So that's why you have all
the attitude?  You think I'm going to rape you again?"

   "Y-yes," said Taylor.  "I can't trust you anymore."

   "Last week was a little over the top, I will admit," said Troy.  "I-I
lost control.  And I'm sorry that I hurt you.  Really, I am!"

   "You didn't seem very sorry at the time," Taylor remarked.

   "I'm sorry!" Troy repeated.  "I just saw you and you looked so pretty
and....well, I just couldn`t help myself.  I know it wasn't part of the
deal I made and I won't make you do something like that ever again!"

   Troy noticed a small smile on Taylor's face.

   "You thought I looked pretty?" she asked.  She felt herself blushing.

   "Of course!" said Troy in his smoothest voice.  "You're a very pretty
girl.  You always have been!"

   "Thank you," she said timidly.

   "So we can go upstairs?" he asked.  "Everything's good?"

   Taylor gave a small nod.  "Yeah, everything's good."

   Troy smirked to himself as he walked up the stairs behind Taylor.  Like
putty in my hands, thought Troy.  You ol' smooth talker.  Always puttin' on
the charm!

   They walked into his room and sat down on the bed.  Taylor looked
around. Troy's bedroom was no tidier than the last time she had been there,
and if anything, was even messier.

   "So Taylor, why didn't you dress sexier?" Troy blurted out right away as
soon as they got in the bedroom.  "I did specifically ask you to and I
don't appreciate being ignored."

   Taylor shrugged her shoulders.  She knew it would make Troy mad and she
didn't really care.

   Troy waited for an answer but Taylor said nothing.

   "Oh well, guess it doesn't really matter what you`re wearing," he said.
"It's not gonna be on you for very long anyway!"

   Taylor's mouth fell open and her eyes grew big.

   "What the -" Troy held his hand up and cut her off.

   "Uh, uh, Taylor!" he said with a smirk.  "Don't get all excited! 
Remember, I said I wasn't going to rape you again."

   "Then what the hell are you talking about?"

   "Well, I said I will not rape you again and I meant it.  Because this
time WE will be raping you!" He turned his head and yelled out, "Hey boys!
Come on in!"

   Taylor's face went white as she suddenly saw three of Troy's friends
step inside the room from out in the hallway.  She didn't know they had
been hiding in the spare room down the hallway.

   Taylor's heart pounded with terror as she suddenly realized the trap
Troy had set for her.  She jumped to her feet in an attempt to run for the
door.  It was hopelessly futile, as Troy had his arm around her waist the
minute her feet hit the floor.  She felt her body being lifted right off
the floor.  She kicked her legs out, causing one of her flip-flops to fly
off her foot and across the room.

   "AAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!  LET ME GO, TROY!" she screamed out.

   Troy swung her around and slammed her down on the bed on her back.  It
knocked the air out of her lungs.  Paulie jumped on the bed right away and
grabbed Taylor's wrists, pinning her arms down.  Terrence and Dylan each
grabbed one of her thrashing legs and pulled them wide apart.  They pinned
her legs down to the bed.  Troy knelt on the bed, between her outstretched
legs.

   "Good work guys!  Wanna see her naked now?"

   "Fuck yeah, we do!" exclaimed Dylan.

   "Go for it!" hollered Paulie.

   "Let's see what that sweet little body really looks like!" said
Terrence.

   "All right, here goes!" said Troy.

   He grabbed Taylor's other flip-flop and yanked it off her foot.  He
flung it across the room.  Then he started to push her t-shirt up over her
tummy and tits.  Troy felt himself growing harder as he looked down at
Taylor's flat, firm tummy and her chest rising up and down.  Paulie helped
him pull the shirt over her head and down off her arms.

   Taylor squealed and bawled as her bra was undone and pulled off her.

   "Nice little titties!" yelled Paulie.

   Troy moved up so he was sitting on Taylor's tummy.  Reaching down, he
undid the snap on Taylor's jeans and pulled down the zipper.

   "NNNNOOOOOO!  NNNNNOOOO!  GET OFF ME, TROY!" Taylor screamed wildly.

   Troy raised himself up on his knees.  He yelled to Dylan and Terrence.

   "Okay, get her pants off!"

   Terrence and Dylan each grabbed a leg of her jeans and together they
tugged and pulled them down off her.  The boys hooted and hollered as they
saw her firm little body slowly exposed until she was lying there in
nothing but her panties.  She was wearing a pair of light blue panties with
little white stars on them.

   Troy hooked his fingers in the waistband and began to slide them off her
hips.

   "Tear `em off!" said Dylan.

   "Hey, that's fucking harder than you think!" replied Troy.  "I tried
that before.  They make it look it easy in the movies.  And anyway, I want
to save these."

   Taylor tried to squirm and twist as her panties were removed from her
body.

   "NNNNNOOOOOOOOO!  STOPPPPPPPPPPP!" she cried.

   "Wow!  Check out that tight little cunt!" said Terrence, licking his
lips.  His cock was rock-hard.

   The boys all looked hungrily at the little pink slit between her legs,
surrounded by a small triangle of wispy blonde peach fuzz.  Troy, his heart
pounding with excitement, yanked down his sweat pants.  He wasn't wearing
underwear.  His erect cock stood straight out, the head glistening with
pre-cum.

   "Time for some fun!" Troy smirked.  He looked down at Taylor's nubile
body spread-eagled before him.  She looked up at him with a pleading look,
tears running down her cheeks.

   "P-p-please, Troy!  D-don't do th-this!" she begged in a frightened
voice.  She was scared like she had never been in her life.  Her whole body
trembled.

   Troy just ignored her.  He just wanted to be inside this cutie again.

   "Ready, princess?" he asked as he positioned his cock at the entrance to
her snatch.  Taylor was wide-eyed as she realized what would follow.  With
that last word, grasping both her hips, Troy lined himself up at her pussy
entrance.  He pushed himself into her, as Taylor screamed loudly.  She was
dry and his cock pulled and scraped at the walls of her vagina.  He sighed
in ecstasy as her tight pussy contracted around every inch of his cock. 
Troy slowly pulled out of her, then thrust in again.

   Taylor cried out in pain.  Slowly he built up a gentle rhythm, burying
every inch into her, savouring the feel of her tight pussy.  Her back
arched, she writhed and screamed out shrilly as he began to fuck her hard.

   "Yeah, that's it princess!  You're a real little cock-slut now!" Troy
sneered as he laid into Taylor.  Her small body was slammed down into the
mattress with each thrust.

   "Fuck, this is awesome!" yelled Dylan.  "Bang her, man!  BANG HER!"

   "Pound that little cunt!" Terrence cheered Troy on.

   Encouraged by the attention he was receiving, Troy grunted with effort
as he drove full-bore into the girl.

   "STOP!  STOP!  STOP!" Taylor wailed, shaking her head from side to side.

   Sweat ran down Troy's face as he stroked in and out of Taylor's tight
little slit.  Every thrust was an effort but at the same time, it felt so
good!  She was so tight and warm and moist!  He loved the first time he had
fucked Taylor, but this second time felt even better!  The other boys
cheering him on and the crying and pleading of Taylor made Troy aroused
like he had never been in his life.  Between the hard pounding and Taylor's
cunt gripping his shaft so tightly, it didn't take too long for Troy to
feel his balls getting ready to release.

   Laying his whole weight against Taylor, Troy dove up into her.  His
balls slapped on her inner thighs as his cock went rigid inside her.

   "OHHHHHHHHHH!" he exclaimed as he came inside her.  "FUCCKKKKKK!"

   Of all the times Troy had had sex, he didn't think he had ever came so
hard as he did that time!  His cock jerked two....three...four times,
shooting streams of hot cum into Taylor.  She cried out feeling her insides
flooded with Troy's seed.

   He pulled out slowly, looking down at his blood-streaked dick.

   Troy grinned.  "You ain't no little girl anymore, you're just a hot
little whore and hot little whores get fucked!"

   Troy lifted himself off her and wiped his dick off using Taylor's
t-shirt.  "Okay, guys!  Have at `er!" said Troy.  He switched places with
Dylan, holding Taylor's leg.

   Dylan had his pants off in record time and yanked down his underwear. 
His five and a half inch long hard-on stood straight up and ready to go! 
The prospect of getting to fuck a young hottie like Taylor had him very
excited.  His hands were shaking as he climbed on the bed.

   Troy and Terrence held her legs wide apart as he mounted her, guiding
his cock between her pussy lips with one hand.  He pushed in about half way
then grabbed her by the hips.  He lifted her ass off the bed and slammed
himself in the rest of the way.

   "AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!  AAAAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!" Taylor screamed in pain.

   "Shut up, bitch and take it!" Dylan growled.  "Like Troy said, gonna
fuck you like a slut!"

   He lifted her by the ass off the bed and gave her a couple hard thrusts,
pulling out and driving back in.  Then he settled down on top of her, his
cock hammering away at her pussy.

   "FUCK!...Ugh!...She...Ugh!....is...Ugh...tight!" he grunted.

   "Bang the little cutie!" yelled Paulie.  His own hard cock was straining
at his pants, waiting to be let out so it could play too.

   Dylan ran his tongue along Taylor's neck and across her cheeks as he
raped her.  Her face glistened with his slobber.  Taylor sobbed non-stop as
the piggish boy drove his cock in and out of her.

   His whole body suddenly went stiff and he let out a satisfied grunt as
he emptied his balls into her.  Taylor let out a small whimper.  Dylan lay
there for a minute, catching his breath.  Finally he pushed himself off the
poor girl and like Troy used the t-shirt to wipe himself clean.

   Dylan took Terrence's place as Terrence quickly yanked his pants down,
exposing a thick six-inch cock.  He climbed between Taylor's outstretched
legs.  Not wasting any time, he guided himself inside her, His mouth hung
open in pleasure as the tight walls of her vagina wrapped themselves around
his cock.

   Pulling his hips back he began a solid pounding fuck.  He ran his hands
over Taylor's flat, firm stomach, enjoying the feel of her soft skin.  His
hands wrapped around her budding breasts and squeezed.

   "AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!" Taylor squealed in shock.  Her little body was
rocked and shaken back and forth as Terrence rode her.  Troy was getting
hard as a rock again already.  It was awesome, he thought, getting to fuck
Taylor, but it was even more of an arousal to watch other guys fucking her
too!  All Troy knew, he was definitely going to be doing this again.  This
was fun!

   Terrence's buttocks shook and shuddered with the force of his thrusts
into Taylor.  The muscles in his neck stood out as he finally orgasmed. 
However, he didn't cum inside Taylor like Troy and Dylan had.  He pulled
out as he got close and began jerking off furiously.  Jizz spurted from the
head of his cock to spray all across Taylor's stomach.

   "Right on dude!" said Dylan.

   Taylor screwed up her face as she looked at the slimy stuff deposited on
her.  It felt very gross.  The room spun and she was in a state of shock.
It was as if she was in a bad dream and she couldn't wake up.

   She was aware of Paulie letting go of her arms and he was moving around
on the bed.  Suddenly she saw him hovering over her, wedging his body
between her legs.  He looked down at her with hunger in his eyes and his
tongue running across his lips.  The other boys let go of her legs and
Paulie hooked his arms behind her knees.

   Her legs were pushed back until her knees were against her chest. 
Paulie threw his weight forward as he entered her.  He had the largest cock
of all the boys, around seven inches.  Taylor let out an involuntary scream
as she felt the thick shaft spread her wide open.

   Paulie pumped furiously into the young girl.  He revelled in the
exquisite tightness of her pussy.  Her body jerked and she cried out in
pain as he slammed against her cervix.  He threw more weight onto her.

   "Don't like that, huh?" he laughed.  "Too fucking bad!  I'm gonna make
you hurt!"

   "NNUUHHH ...  NNUUHHH ...  NNUUHHH ...  STOP! ...  OH GOD! ...  OH GOD!
...  PLEASE! ...  NO! ...  NO! ...  AAAHHHH ...  NNUUHHH ...  IT HURTS! ...
OH GOD ...  IT HURTS!"

   Taylor's body trembled and jerked under the frenzy of the assault.  She
kicked her little feet, snapped her head from side to side, twisted her
body uselessly.  Still he pounded relentlessly into her.  The other boys
cheered him on.

   Finally, mercifully, he came.  "YEAHHHHHH!" Paulie roared as his sperm
poured into Taylor's insides.

   "Atta boy!" Troy congratulated him as Paulie pulled out of Taylor.

   "You owned that pussy!" said Terrence.

   "Pretty fine fuckin'," said Paulie, catching his breath.  "Wish I had a
sweet little neighbour like her!"

   "Well, I'm hard as hell and I want some more," said Troy.  He motioned
to Terrence and Dylan to roll Taylor over on her stomach.  She looked
around in stunned confusion, wondering what was going on.

   "Wha-wha-what are y-you doing?" she sobbed.

   "Never mind, sweetie," sneered Troy.  She didn't notice him pick up the
tube of lube jelly off his dresser.

   Troy climbed onto the bed behind her and suddenly grabbed her ass
cheeks, pulling them apart.  Taylor tensed up as she felt something cool
and wet squirted on her anus.  Her body jumped as she felt a sharp pain in
her ass and realized Troy was inserting his finger.  The cool, wet stuff
was lotion.  Taylor squealed in pain.

   "Shut up, cunt!" snarled Troy.  He looked down, watching his fingers
slide in and out of her tight bung-hole.  Taylor had never felt so
humiliated in her life.  This was the sickest thing Troy had ever done to
her.  Then he stopped.  Taylor breathed a sigh of relief.  Thank God that
was over, she thought.  She didn't think he would do anything more to her
down there.  But she doubted if she would get away from this without giving
him and his friends blowjobs.  Well, she could probably handle that, if she
had to.

   She didn't see that Troy was standing behind her, smearing lotion all
over his hard dick.  He smiled and nodded at the rest of the boys. 
Terrence and Dylan grabbed her legs again and yanked them apart.  Troy
jumped on the bed and spread her ass cheeks.  The head of his cock pushed
at her anal entrance.

   Taylor screamed loud and shrill.  

   "Shut her up!" ordered Troy.  "She could get a bit noisy!"

   Paulie looked around and spotted Taylor's panties lying on the floor. 
He picked them up and jammed them into her open mouth.

   "MMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!  MMMMMMFFFFFFFF!" Taylor continued to scream
around the panties stuffed in her mouth.  She was suddenly realizing with
terror, what Troy intended to do!  He was going to ass-rape her!

   Troy dropped his weight down on her as he plunged into her ass in one
vicious thrust.  He felt the walls of her rectum violently tearing as his
dick pushed in to the hilt.

   "MMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH!" MMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH!

   Taylor's head snapped back and her whole body went rigid.  Her eyes
rolled back as her whole face contorted in an explosion of pain.

   "Ohhhh!  That hurts, don`t it?" Troy laughed.  "Hang on, because I am
gonna rip your ass open!"

   He pulled back out about halfway, his penis streaked with Taylor's ass
blood and plunged himself in again, his ball sac slapping against her.

   "UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHH!"

   An inhuman sound escaped from Taylor's throat.  Tears streamed down her
cheeks and mixed with a string of snot that had blown out her nose and
plastered itself against her cheek.

   "Yeehawww!" hollered Dylan as he struggled to hold the twisting, bucking
girl down on the bed.  " Fuck her shitter!  Fuck it hard, man!"

   "Yeah!" added Paulie.  "Just like in that "spit on your grave movie". 
Kill that pretty little ass!"

   Troy began steadily driving in and out of her unbelievably tight ass,
sweat beginning to run down his forehead from the exertion.  Taylor groaned
from out around her gag.  Her lower body was on fire from Troy's cock
spreading apart her tight anus.  It felt like a white-hot spear being
pushed right up inside her.

   "Oh...uhh...man....uhhh....she's....uhhh....tight!" Troy grunted between
thrusts.  It was the first time he had ever performed anal sex.  He had
watched it done in his porno and rape videos, and had wondered what it
would be like.  His internet chat buddy had told him it was an experience
he would never forget.  Troy had to admit, he was right!

   The tightness was incredible.  Like having his cock wrapped in a vise!
At first, it had been a little uncomfortable, but now he was having the
time of his life.  Not so much for Taylor.  Her whole body shuddered in
agony.  She had never experienced such pain!  She bawled and screamed
hysterically.  Paulie placed his hand on the back of her head and pushed
her face down into a pillow.  Terrence and Dylan kept holding her legs as
Troy raped her poop chute.

   As Troy kept up his rhythm he could feel the cum rising in his balls. 
He slammed hard into Taylor's ass and groaned out loud as he came in her
bowels.  It felt awesome!

   As he pulled out he had a grin a mile wide on his face.

   "OH!  You guys have got to try this!" exclaimed Troy.  "It is the best!"

   He wiped himself off on the back of Taylor's leg.  "Who's next?" he
hollered.

   Paulie stepped up.  "I wanna try this sweet little ass!"

   "I knew you would!" said Troy, clapping Paulie on the shoulder.

   Paulie positioned himself behind Taylor and began pushing in to her ass
tunnel.  He sucked in his breath the minute he felt her sphincter muscles
close around the head of his cock.  He continued to push in deeper.

   "Hey, listen to her!" laughed Terrence.  "She squeals like a little
pig!"

   It was true.  Taylor was emitting high-pitched squeals and screams with
her face buried in the pillow.  Her little fists pounded against the
mattress.

   "Squeal little piglet, squeal!" yelled Paulie as he began to stroke in
and out of her ass.  He pinched her on the ass cheek and she gave a little
jump.

   The boys laughed and jeered as she continued her wailing.  Paulie pumped
and pounded into Taylor's round little ass, bouncing her body up and down
on the bed.  His fingers were dug into her ass cheeks so hard he was
leaving red marks.  Paulie's mouth hung open as he gave a last big thrust
and spurted a load of cum into Taylor's shitbox.  As he pulled out a
mixture of blood and cum made a pinkish slime that ran down the crack of
her ass.

   "My turn now!" said Dylan.  "This'll be great!"

   As he slid into her now well-lubricated arse, Taylor didn't even let out
a scream.  Just an agonized whimper that sounded like a wounded animal. 
Troy reached down and pulled the panties out of her mouth.

   "I think our little whore has quietened down," he said.

   Dylan had begun hammering away at Taylor's tight butthole.  He reached
underneath her and squeezed and pinched at her little pink nipples.  He
whispered in her ear.

   "Fuck, girl, you are sweet!  A guy could get used to fucking a little
slut like you.  So young and fresh, just made for raping!"

   Taylor just lay on the bed, completely still, her head on the pillow,
her eyes staring off into space.  Quiet sobs and whimpers came from her
mouth.

   As Troy listened, he realized with a satisfied smirk that he had created
a monster.  Dylan was getting right into this whole gang-rape thing!

   Dylan breathed heavily in Taylor's ear as he kept up a solid rhythm of
in-and-out on her ass.  His cock being milked inside the tight confines of
Taylor's poo tunnel proved too much for him and he couldn't hang on any
longer.  He spurted another load of cum into her already saturated bowels.
As he pulled out, Taylor's ass made a farting noise.  The boys laughed like
little kids.

   "I think we got her full!" Paulie chortled.

   "Not yet!" said Terrence as he climbed on the bed.  He guided himself in
slowly, enjoying the sensation as her ass muscles clamped down on him and
pulled him in.  Terrence pulled back and thrust in again.  He laughed as he
watched Taylor's little ass cheeks jiggle and shake.

   Terrence began slapping his hand across Taylor's buttocks in rhythm with
his thrusts.  Taylor, who had been listless, suddenly began to respond. 
Every time Terrence would slap her ass, she would cry out.

   "Hey!  This is fun!" he yelled.  "Come on, little piglet!  Squeal for
me!"

   He slapped her again, leaving a bright red welt across her cheek. 
"AAAOOOOOOWWWWWW!  STOPPPPPP!" Taylor bawled.

   Terrence carried on, boring into Taylor's gopher hole.  He held her
firmly by the hips, his body slapping against her loudly.

   Taylor prayed it would soon be over.  Her insides were on fire and it
felt like soon she would be literally split in two.  Her throat felt raw
from screaming.  Of all the things Troy had subjected her to over the past
few weeks, this was the absolute most horrible!  She could not believe this
was happening to her.

   Terrence pounded at her relentlessly, until he pulled out at the last
minute before he came.  He sprayed slimy jizz all over Taylor's ass and
lower back.  He slipped out of her and collapsed on the bed.

   "Wow!  Phenomenal!" he whooped.  He gave Taylor another hard slap on the
ass as he got up off the bed.  "Thanks, toots!"

   "Well!" said Troy.  "Don't know about you boys, but let's take a five
minute break and then we'll get into some more fun!  You guys are gonna
learn how good this little tramp is with her mouth!"

   Chapter 9:

   The boys took some time out for a bathroom break and to get a drink. 
They were all very thirsty.  Troy took a bottle of water to Taylor and gave
it to her.  She drank it down quickly.  She was still on the bed, curled up
in a little ball.  Her body was bathed in sweat and her hair hung limply
down over her face.  Troy turned around to face the other boys.

   "So you guys still curious about what it is I have on Taylor that she
can't go to the cops on us?" he asked.

   "Yeah," replied Dylan.  "What the hell is going on with you and her?"

   Troy smirked as he walked over to his dvd player and hit the "play"
button.

   "Just have a look at this," was all he said.

   What looked like a homemade video began playing on Troy's TV set.  It
showed a young girl in a bedroom giving an older man a vigorous and
arousing blowjob as she knelt between his legs.  The young girl was naked
except for her panties.  The video appeared to be shot from outside the
bedroom, through a window.

   "Wow, that's fucking hot," said Paulie.  "Wonder who the lucky bugger is
getting the blowjob?"

   "Ummm, you guys don't recognize anybody in that video?" quizzed Troy.

   "Wait a minute!" said Terrence suddenly, pointing at the TV screen. 
"That's Taylor!"

   "Yep, it is!" said Troy proudly.

   "Well, who the hell is she with?" asked Paulie.  "Guy looks old enough
to be her.....hey!" He turned to look at Troy.  " Do NOT tell me that's her
old man!"

   "Precisely!" announced Troy.  "This is a video of our sweet little whore
giving her daddy a most excellent blowjob."

   "Does her fuck her too?" asked Dylan, excitement written across his
face.

   "No!  He doesn't!" stated Troy.  "But if you watch, you'll soon get to
see Taylor do some championship cum guzzling."

   Sure enough, a couple minutes later the boys watched as Taylor's dad
came inside her mouth and she hungrily swallowed all of it.  Troy looked
over and saw Taylor had also sat up on the bed and was watching the video.
The look of utter humiliation on her face was priceless!

   So this was the famous video that Troy was holding over her and her
father's head!  Taylor was both mortified and aghast at how Troy had
managed to invade her privacy in such a sick manner.  It made her feel sick
to her stomach!  And she realized that if Troy ever did go to the police
with such a damning piece of evidence, her father would go to jail for a
long, long time!  He would have absolutely no defence against something
like this.  No wonder Troy was so cocky and arrogant.  He had them right
where he wanted them, and there was no escape for either her or her father!
Taylor lay back on the bed and began to quietly sob.

   "Holy shit!" exclaimed Paulie.  "How did you get this?"

   Troy smiled.  "Let me just say, I was in the right place at the right
time!"

   "Her old man is molesting her?  That's some sick shit!" said Terrence.
"Some one needs to kick his ass!"

   "Why?" scoffed Troy.  "I have this video and I can make him do whatever
the hell I want!  That's way better than having his ass kicked."

   "So he knows you have this and you're blackmailing him?" asked Paulie.

   "Yep," replied Troy.  "I made a little arrangement with him that his
little whore daughter comes over here and services my cock ANY time I want
it!  If she doesn't, I go to the cops and he goes bye-bye to the state
pen!"

   "That is wild shit!" said Dylan.

   "But, as great as they were, I got bored with just blowjobs!  So I
decided to up the action a little bit.  I popped her cherry, which I did
right there on that bed, and now here we are, boys!"

   "You are a piece of work, Woodward," said Dylan, giving him a high-five.
"And I love it!" "Well now you guys are gonna find out, this little honey,
she sucks cock like you wouldn't believe!" said Troy.  He walked over to
the bed and grabbed Taylor by the arm.  He pulled her roughly onto her
feet. She wobbled and staggered.  Her legs were weak and she was still in a
lot of pain from the ass-raping she had just received.

   "G-get away fr-from me, Troy!" she feebly protested.

   "What's the matter, buttercup?" he asked as he supported her with a hand
around her slender waist.  "We're almost done with you.  But I have one
more job for you.  You're gonna do for my friends what you been doing for
me.  Give us all a nice little dick-suck!" 

   Troy sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her down onto his lap.

   "But you're gonna do it in a certain way," he explained.  "We took your
pussy and ass without you having much say in the matter.  But this is gonna
be different.  You are gonna beg us to let you suck our cocks!  And you're
gonna do a good job too.  If I think you don't sound sincere enough, you go
back on the bed and we take another ride on your ass!  You understand?"

   Taylor gave a little nod.

   "Good!" said Troy.  "Now the first person you're gonna do, of course, is
me!  I want you to tell me how much you like my cock and I want you to tell
me you're falling in love with my cock!  And do it like a sexy little
slut."

   He pushed Taylor off his lap and she kneeled in front of him.  She
reached up and began to slowly stroke his erect cock as he leaned back on
the bed.  Taylor looked up at him.

   "I-I really want your cock in my mouth, T-Troy.  Your c-cock tastes
g-good and I want to suck it.  W-will y-you let me?" She cocked her head to
the side and bit her lower lip as she continued to softly stroke him.  Troy
felt himself getting harder.

   "Tell me more," whispered Troy.  "You're doing good."

   "Your c-cock is so awesome, T-Troy, you know I think I'm falling in love
with it." Tears began to run down her face as she said these things.  This
was all very humiliating.  For Troy, it was immensely arousing to hear her
talk like that to him.

   "My cock is falling in love with you, princess," said Troy.  "I'll let
you suck it, okay?"

   Taylor looked up at him and smiled weakly.  Troy laid back on the bed
and Taylor proceeded to run her tongue along the underside of his shaft. 
She swirled her tongue around his cock, getting it coated in saliva.  She
raised herself up as she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked it
into her mouth.  Her hand stroked the base of his cock.



   The other boys watched wide-eyed as Taylor wrapped her mouth further
around Troy's cock and displayed her admirable cock sucking abilities.  She
had one hand wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft, with her mouth
encased around the head and was bobbing her head up and down at a fervent
pace.  The sounds of her slurping loudly on Troy`s meat stick was getting
them very turned on.  Her other hand massaged and played with his balls.

   Troy suddenly grabbed the back of Taylor's head and pushed her mouth
farther down on him

   "Suck my cock, Taylor.  Take that cock all the way down your throat,
yeah," said Troy.  "Remember you're my little knob-gobbling princess.  Do
me proud!"

   Taylor gagged a bit as she felt Troy's cock hit the back of her throat.
She stopped for a minute to adjust her breathing and continued working her
mouth up and down on him.

   "Oh shit!  Oh, fuck-fuck-fuck!" he said repeatedly as he wrapped his
fingers in her hair.

   He thrust his hips up into her face and exploded into the back of her
throat, filling her tummy with hot white jizz and pulling out fast enough
to shoot the remainder of his wad directly across her pretty face.

   "Fucking-A!" Paulie remarked at the display.  "That was awesome!"

   "I told you she was good!" said Troy as he sat back up and pushed Taylor
away.  He threw her some Kleenex to wipe off her face.

   "I wanna be next!" said Paulie excitedly as he walked up to Taylor, his
erect cock jutting out.

   "Okay, first I wanna tell you guys something," said Troy.  "We're gonna
play a little game."

   Troy picked up Taylor's blue and white panties off the bed and waved
them in the air.  "I want to see who can go the longest before they cum. 
And you can't make Taylor stop or anything to make it last longer.  Once
she starts sucking you, you have to use your own self-control.  Winner gets
these panties as a souvenir!"

   "Don't you want them, Troy?" asked Dylan.

   "Meh, I already have a pair from the first time I did her.  I'll let one
of you have these ones."

   "All right!" Terrence whooped.  "I can beat you other two losers!"

   "I don't think so," scoffed Paulie.  "Those panties are mine!"

   "I'll time you guys," said Troy.  "Clock starts the minute she touches
your dick!"

   Paulie looked down at Taylor kneeling in front of her.  She had been
listening to Troy explain the rules of his sick little game.

   "I believe you're supposed to be doing some begging?" asked Paulie with
a sneer.  "I wanna hear you tell me how bad you want to suck it!"

   Taylor looked up at him and began to speak.  "W-will you allow me to
suck your cock?  I love to s-suck cock and I want to suck yours so, so bad.
I'll even swallow for y-you."

   She ran her hands up and down on the front of Paulie's thighs.

   "Kiss it first and I'll think about it," Paulie replied.

   Taylor wrapped her small hand around Paulie's thick shaft, so just the
head was peeking out.  She leaned forward and kissed the tip softly.

   Paulie smiled, watching the little 12 year-old hottie press her lips to
the head of his cock.  "Yeah, Taylor.  I'll let you suck my cock.  But you
do a good job, you hear?"

   Taylor gave him a fake smile.  "I promise you I w-will."

   It was the first time Taylor had actually had a good look at Paulie's
dick.  She was surprised at the size.  It was bigger than Troy's.  Paulie
was only a teenager and yet he was about the size of her father.

   Taylor began to lick at it, running her tongue along the entire length.

   "Okay!  Clock's running!" Troy informed Paulie.  He was using the
stop-watch app on his cellphone.

   Paulie ordered to Taylor, "Put it in your mouth, slut, and don't take
your lips off until I cum down your throat."

   Taylor did as she was told and slipped his young cock in her mouth and
started to suck it.  The blonde-haired boy moaned and grabbed her head with
both hands.  He started to pump it into her mouth.

   "Yeah, you slut, take my dick.  Take it all down!"

   He started to fuck her face faster and harder, his entire cock
disappearing into her mouth, his balls slapping her chin.  Taylor gagged a
little and Paulie only went faster.  He was loving this!  The other boys
cheered him on.

   "Fuck that throat!  Choke her!" yelled Dylan.

   "Give it to `er good!" hollered Terrence.

   "Suck, suck, suck!" chanted Troy.  "What a little cock-whore!"

   After about five minutes, Paulie could feel the pressure in his balls
rising.  Damn!  He thought.  I can't cum yet!  I wanna win those panties!

   But his balls didn't care about any silly contest.  He tried to hold
back but it was too late.  He let out a deep moan and exploded into her
mouth without warning.

   "Swallow it bitch.  Every single drop!" he yelled.

   Taylor didn't expect so much cum and she fought to swallow it all.  She
coughed and a bunch dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin.  Paulie
pulled out of her mouth and pushed her away.

   "Yeah.  She's a good little cum-drinker, Troy.  Her daddy taught her
well."

   "I got you timed at 5:38, Paulie!" said Troy.  He looked over at
Terrence.  "That's the time for you to beat!"

   Taylor crawled over to Terrence and began stroking his cock for him. 
"Are you going to let me suck your cock too, Terrence?  It's so nice and
hard.  It w-would feel good in m-my mouth.  Your cum would taste g-good
too."

   "Yeah, I'll bet you want my cock in your mouth, you little tramp!  Do
something for me first."

   "What-what do you want?" she asked.

   "Rub your tits on my dick!" he ordered.

   Taylor began to rub against Terrence's cock with her small round tits.
Terrence let out a sigh as he felt her tiny nipples rub across the head of
his cock.

   "Mmmmmm, feels good, girlie," he said.

   "So, may I suck your cock, please?" Taylor asked again.

   "I guess so," he said.  "I will allow you."

   Taylor leaned in to begin licking on Terrence's cock.  Suddenly Troy
grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back.

   "Hey!" he snapped.  "Where's your manners, Taylor, you fucking skank? 
Boy says you can suck his dick, you say thank you!"

   "I-I'm sorry, Troy!" squealed Taylor, grabbing at his hand pulling on
her hair.  "OOOOWWWWWW!"

   "Don't apologize to me!  Apologize to him!  Keep it up, cunt , and we'll
widen that ass of yours a little more!"

   Taylor looked up at Terrence with tears running down her cheeks. 
"I'm-I'm sorry, Terrence, th-thank you for letting me s-suck your d-dick!"

   "It's all right," he said.  "Just get to it now!"

   Taylor started stroking his cock and kissing the head.  "And the clock
is on!" said Troy.

   Taylor ran her lips along Terrence's shaft and up over the head.  Her
tongue swirled around it coating it with saliva.  Her lips formed in a
perfect little "O" as she slipped her mouth over his cock.

   "Holy shit!" gasped Terrence!  "Where did you learn to suck dick, girl?
You are amazing!"

   Taylor's mouth moved back and forth on Terrence and she continued to
stroke him with her hand at the same time.  After a little while she pulled
back and licked around the head, flicking her tongue around his pee-slit.
Then slid him back in her warm, wet mouth again.

   Terrence's mouth hung open and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

   "What's the matter, Terrence?" asked Dylan.  "Having trouble?  You wanna
cum?"

   "Just shut the fuck up!" he snapped impatiently.  "I gotta concentrate!"

   He closed his eyes as he felt Taylor moving her mouth in a circular
motion around his cock.  His hips rocked back and forth and he held Taylor
by the head.  "Mmmmm, girl, slow down!" Terrence said.

   "Uh, uh," Troy said wagging his finger.  "That's against the rules,
Terrence!  She can go as fast as she wants.  You're the one who has to hold
back!

   "Goddamn it!" he yelled.  "I can't " He began thrusting his hips harder
in and out of Taylor's mouth.

   "AAAACCCKKKKKKK!" she gagged as his cock banged against the back of her
throat.

   Terrence threw his head back as he let his load go.  "Fuck it!  Gonna
fill you up, bitch!"

   A thick wad of cum splashed across the roof of Taylor's mouth and down
her throat.  She tried to swallow but choked and coughed.  Some oozed back
down her chin.

   "Well, you did better than Paulie!" said Troy.  " 6:02 is your time!"

   "Right on!" said Terrence, pumping his fist.

   Taylor was on her hands and knees, trying to catch her breath.  Her jaws
ached from the exertion of giving blowjob after blowjob.  But she knew, she
had one more to do.

   Dylan walked up, stroking his cock into hardness.  Taylor looked up.  At
least his dick wasn't as big as the others.  "You know what you need to
do," he sneered.

   "Hi D-Dylan.  May I suck y-your bi-big cock.  Fuck my pr-pretty mouth,
please?" Taylor thought if she turned on the sexiness, maybe it would get
him extra horny and he'd cum faster.  Then she'd be done.

   "You really want me to fuck your mouth?" asked Dylan.  The excitement in
his voice was palpable.

   "Y-yes," said Taylor, rubbing her hands up and down his legs as she
knelt in front of him.  "I really want your hard cock in my mouth!  I love
cocks so much." She looked up at him and ran her tongue across her lips.

   "Oh yeah, you can suck my cock, baby."

   "Thank you," she said.

   Taylor wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and slowly began
stroking the shaft.

   "Time's running!" yelled Troy.  "Who is gonna win the panties?"

   After sucking on the head for awhile, Taylor took her tongue and slid it
along the length of Dylan's cock.  She pushed it up so she could also lick
along the underside, running her tongue along the little vein down the
center.  Opening her mouth wide, she slipped his cock inside in one gulp.
She pulled back as she felt it hit her throat and then slid her mouth down
it again.

   Dylan's mouth hung open as he watched his saliva-slicked shaft disappear
between her lips.  Her hand massaged and gently squeezed his balls. 
"Sheee-it!" he exclaimed.  "This is awesome!  Fuck, your mouth feels good!"

   He grabbed a handful of her hair and jammed her mouth down hard on him.
The sandy-haired boy, slammed his hips up into her face.  He felt the head
of his cock hit her throat.  Pulling back, he did it again.  Taylor made
gagging and choking sounds as she struggled.

   He increased his rhythm, his balls slapping on her chin.  Her eyes grew
big and her face turned red as she fought for air.  Dylan continued on,
oblivious to Taylor.  All he was concerned about was driving his cock in
and out of her soft mouth.

   "How am I doing?" he called out to Troy.

   "Keep it up, man!  You just hit the 5 minute mark.  You have to beat 6
minutes!"

   Taylor tightened her mouth around him and swirled her tongue around
faster.  I'm gonna make this asshole cum whether he wants to or not!  She
said to herself.  Dylan felt what she was doing and cursed under his
breath. He knew he couldn't tell her to slow down.  His balls were
responding to the increased arousal of his dick.  Taylor grabbed his hips
and pulled him closer to her.  She took a deep breath and allowed him to
push his cock right into her throat.

   "OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH!" he shouted.  His cock could take no more
stimulation and his balls released involuntarily.

   "NO!  NO!  Not yet!" Dylan cried out.  He pulled back, his dick slipping
out of Taylor's mouth and spraying her directly in the face.  Slimy
spatters of cum shot across her cheeks and nose.  Some even got in her
eyes.

   "OHHHH!  Damn!" laughed Troy.

   "What?  What was my fucking time?" asked Dylan.

   "5:59!  You were just short, man!  Terrence had the best time.  He wins
the panties!"

   "Fuck!" spat Dylan.  "I was doing so good too."

   Terrence plucked the panties away from Troy' hand.  He put them up to
his nose.  "MMMMM!  They smell damn sweet too!  I'm gonna get these babies
framed!"

   "She was awesome," said Paulie.

   "It's not quite over yet, though," said Troy with a mischievous grin. 
He held up a digital camera.  "You guys didn't all notice but I was taking
some awesome pics while you were all getting your dicks sucked.  I got some
great additions to my collection.  Even got some pics of Taylor getting her
facial just now."

   "What collection?" asked Paulie.

   "Ohhhh, I'll show you later," said Troy.  "But, first we're gonna take a
few more.  With Taylor as our model!"

   Taylor was pulled up to her feet and taken into the bathroom off Troy's
bedroom.  He made her shower and wash the dried blood and cum off her. 
After that, he had her blow-dry her hair.  He went to his mom's bedroom and
got some lipstick and make-up.  He made Taylor put it on and make herself
look sexy.

   Then she was brought back to the bedroom and told to get on the bed
again.  "Pl-please don't hurt m-me anymore," she pleaded to Troy.

   "Ahhhh, don't worry.  We're all cummed out.  We had our fun!" he
replied. "But you did good.  I'm getting you trained as good little whore!
Your dad would be proud!" Taylor felt sick listening to Troy talk.  That's
all he thought of her?  As a whore?

   Over the next little while, she was forced by Troy to pose for pictures.
He made her lay on her back and spread her legs as he took pics of her
pussy.

   Just like in a porno magazine, he made her stick her fingers inside
herself and spread her pussy lips apart.  He had the boys pose on the bed
with her and he made pics of her giving simulated blowjobs and hand jobs.

   He put her on her hands and knees and took pics of her from behind.  He
held her on his lap, his fingers inside her and his tongue licking at her
tits as he had Paulie take pics.  Actually he had all the boys pose with
her on their lap.  Finally he was done.  "Well, Taylor, I'm happy to tell
you, we're finished with you.  You're free to go.  But of course, you know
that your mouth will stay shut.  For daddy's sake of course!"

   "Yes, I won't tell anyone," she said with an air of resignation.  God,
how she wanted to see Troy in the back of a police car!  Him and all his
friends!

   Before she was allowed to get dressed again, Troy made her go around and
give each of the boys a big sloppy kiss on the lips and tell each one,
"Thanks guys for the great fuck and letting me suck your dicks." Taylor
didn't even protest.  Her spirit was broken.  She just wanted to get al the
humiliation and degradation over with and go home.

   Troy tossed her her clothes and told her to put them back on.

   "Hey!  I want that!" snapped Paulie as he spotted Taylor picking up her
bra off the floor.  He snatched it from her.

   Taylor slipped on her pants and t-shirt.  She started walking unsteadily
out the bedroom.  Her petite body was still racked in pain from the abuse
she had received and her insides ached horribly.  Her arms and legs and ass
were covered in bruises.  Troy took her by the arm.

   "Here, I'll walk you to the door, princess," he said.

   They got to the bottom of the stairs and he was just going to open the
door, when he pushed her up against the wall, his hand around her throat.

   "You were a great fuck today, Taylor!  Just want you to know, me and my
friends will be doing this again!  Now where's my apology for defying me
earlier?"

   "I-I'm s-s-sorry!  I w-won't do it a-again!" Taylor sobbed.  "Let me
g-go.  Y-you're hurting m-me!"

   "Fucking right, you won't do it again!  You will never disobey any of my
orders again!  When I tell you something you will listen!" snarled Troy. 
"The next time I tell you to dress sexy, you fucking dress sexy!  I like
you to show off your body!  As a matter of fact, I want you to go out and
get some sexy clothes.  Some really short skirts and dresses.  Make sure
they're tight too!  And maybe some really slutty underwear."

   "B-but my dad- he won't let m-me buy th-that kind of st-stuff!"

   "You know what?" said Troy as a devious grin crept across his face. 
"You tell your old man, he's gonna be the one to buy it for you!  His
little daughter is a slut and I want you to start dressing like one when
you come over!" He clamped his mouth down on hers and slipped his tongue
between her lips.  He pulled her body tightly to his, feeling her small
breasts crush against his chest.  Finally he let her go.  He opened the
door and motioned for her to leave.  "See you later, honey-buns," he said
as he smacked her bottom.  "Go home and get some rest!  And by the way,
thanks!  It was a great time!" Troy smiled as he watched Taylor make her
way slowly back towards her home.  Yep, life was pretty damn good!

   He went back up to the bedroom where his friends were waiting for him.
Troy walked over to the closet.  He reached up and took the video camera
from its hiding place.

   "What the fuck?" asked Terrence.  "You were filming us?"

   "Damn straight,' answered Troy.  "I got some great footage too!  More to
blackmail that little cow and her daddy with.  I can make her look like the
biggest slut in town if I want!"

   "Awesome!" said Dylan.

   "Not only that," added Troy.  "I have every session of her coming here
to suck my dick on video too.  And the night I popped her cherry!"

   "Woodward, you are a piece of shit!" laughed Paulie.

   "Ain't I though?" chuckled Troy.  "You boys got anything else to do this
afternoon, or do you wanna watch some video?"

   "Video!" exclaimed Terrence.

   "Okay!  Video it is, but let us retire to the basement where we can
watch in comfort!" said Troy.
   THE END (FOR NOW, hahaha)