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Angelgirl
Story by Bluesteel
If you have a problem reading about incest, drugging, and rape, you shouldn't read this story. It wasn’t my intent to write about pedo; but some things must be told.
“Sister Lust”
My sister turned eighteen a few weeks ago; I am thirty, but to tell this story I must go back to when it all started; I was seven years old.
I remember that cold October evening like it was yesterday; my father came into my bedroom with tears in his eyes; he told me that my mother had died; I knew something was wrong for some time.
I was fortunate to have been born to well off parents. They owned several up-scale women’s clothing stores throughout the country. Both my mother and father ran the shops until several months earlier, then my mother began to stay home and later ended up in the hospital. I didn't really understand what cancer was but I hated it for taking my mother from me.
For the next three years my father was seldom home and I was raised by a nanny and the other servants in the house.
Then one hot sunny afternoon he came home with a new friend. I was only ten years old but I knew a sex bomb when I saw one. She was at least twenty years younger than him; she couldn't have been more than nineteen. She was the most beautiful female I had ever seen. Deep blue eyes, blond hair, and beautiful long legs; it was the first time in my life I felt true lust.
My father introduced her to me and said her name was Mary. Over the next two years she was by my dad’s side wherever he went. Whenever they were at home I took every opportunity I could to spy on them. If they left the door open to their bedroom I'd sneak in and watch. I loved the sounds they would make, the groans and moans. What especially drove me crazy were the sounds of his cock going in and out of her cunt; gushy wet sounds and sometimes squeaky ones. I made quite a mess on their carpet the first time but after that I would take in a handful of Kleenex. I masturbated so often during that time my cock was raw on many occasions.
Then one day he took me to the side and said we needed to talk. I thought that he somehow knew what I had been up to but it wasn't anything like that. He told me he was going to get married again and wanted to know how I felt about it. I was upset at first and told him I didn't want her for a mother. He said I had nothing to worry about as she would be busy with her own child very soon. She was pregnant and was going to be having a baby.
"Maybe she will have a baby brother for you," he laughed.
I reminded him I was almost fourteen and I would have nothing in common with a baby. He said he was going to tell me a secret that would be only between us.
"There are only two reasons I am going to marry the bimbo," he said. "One is because she has gotten herself pregnant and the other is she is the hottest fuck I have ever been with, I call her my personal sex toy". My dad laughed.
I was surprised that he would be so open with me about her but it did make me feel better about him marring her, and I had to agree with him about how hot she was. I probably masturbated thinking of her more times than he had actually fucked her; she was all I thought about. After our talk I would lie in bed at night dreaming of the day I would have a fuck toy to; little did I know how soon that day would come.
Five months after their wedding my new sister "Amanda" came home. For the first little while my dad and Mary were home, and then my dad started spending days then weeks away. I guess Mary was getting tired of playing the housewife because she started going out every chance she had to.
I was fourteen and no longer had a nanny looking after me. For some reason they hadn't gotten a nanny for Amanda ether, she was looked after by the staff in the house. She had kind of fallen between the cracks; my dad thought Mary was looking after her and Mary was to busy doing other things to give a shit. The staff complained about it; they said during the week it was ok but they were not willing to look after her on weekends. I don't know what I was thinking at the time but I volunteered to look after her on weekends. For some reason I thought it might be fun looking after my baby sister. My dad said it was nice that I was taking an interest in my sister and agreed to give it a try. That next Saturday the house was empty except for six month old Amanda and me.
It was while I was giving her a bath that I actually realized she was a “She”, a girl, a female. As I bathed her I was looking all over her soft pink body. I tried to open her legs to see between them but she fell back into the water and I almost drowned her. After her bath I didn't put a diaper on her, instead I left her naked. She was lying on the bed and it was time to feed her. I laid her on her back and propped the bottle with a blanket so I wouldn't have to hold it. I had never seen another naked human in my life, and I was really excited to explore her young body. The first thing I noticed was her nipples. They were small and pink with just a tiny bump. I ran my finger over them thinking that someday they would be big fat tits. I pinched and played with them till they started to get red and puffy; I was really getting hard. I leaned down and put my mouth over one and started sucking it. I guess I sucked to hard because she started to cry. I took me a few minutes to stop her crying; I had to hold her and place the bottle into her mouth. I was mesmerized watching her small mouth circled around the nipple sucking as hard as she could. It made me think of the many times I had watched her mother sucking my dads cock. I told her that someday it would be a cock in her mouth. My own cock was hurting it was so hard. Then the idea hit me; I wondered what she would do if I laid on the bed beside her and offered her my cock to suck.
I quickly got out of my pants and lay on the bed beside her. I took the bottle from her mouth and put the head of my cock in its place. She squirmed and wouldn't take it in her mouth. I tried to push it in but that only made her start crying again. I had to give her the bottle again; I wondered how she knew the difference; then I got another idea. I slowly pulled the bottle from her mouth and squirted milk from it onto my throbbing cock. Next I moved it to her mouth again. This time she opened her tiny mouth and took the head into it. I couldn't believe how good it felt; her little lips and tongue were moving all over it. But again she started crying and pulled away. I squirted a little more milk on the tip of my cock and offered it to her again. As long as there was milk on my cock she sucked it like a little slut. I kept dripping milk onto my cock and pushing it deeper into her mouth; when she would gag I'd pull it back a little. I was in heaven; I never felt anything like it. I closed my eyes and rocked my cock in and out of her sweet little mouth. It wasn't long before I lost control. I told myself it might not be good if I shot into her mouth, I thought it would probably make her sick, or maybe even kill her; but I couldn't pull away. I felt the first hot surge of cum rushing down my cock; the thought of it blasting into her mouth made it even harder. I wrenched as surge after surge burst down my meat tube into her soft mouth. I could hear her gagging as it filled her little mouth. When I finally looked down her small face was covered in my cum. She was blinking as her eyes as they were covered to. But she wasn't crying, she was sucking and licking my cock like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. Her tongue was licking my cock and sucking in all the cum she could. I fingered some from her face and placed it onto my cock. As fast as I could feed it to her she sucked it all down. Before that first day was over she sucked me dry two more times. I was thrilled that it wasn't making her sick. I was the happiest boy in the world; I , like my dad had my own little suck toy; I knew she was to small to be my fuck toy,,,,yet.
Over the next year and a half I looked after Amanda every chance I got. I prided myself that she was such a healthy fat baby because of all the cum I fed her. I had trained her to suck me without using the milk, and when I laid her on her back she would hold her legs up wide open foe me. I loved sucking her little nipples and fingering her tiny cunt. She would cry if I tried to push a finger into her but seemed to love it when I rubbed her clit and licked it. Sometimes I would cover a pencil in butter and push it into her; anything bigger would make her cry. There was no doubt in my mind she would be my fuck toy soon,,,, was I ever wrong .
I hadn't thought about what would happen when she began to talk.
One afternoon when everyone was sitting in the kitchen she looked up at me and screamed two words.
"Suck Cock". I almost died.
I had said those words to her so many times. I never thought that some day she would be able to repeat them. Not only was she repeating them she wanted to suck my cock; I don’t know if it was because she actually liked to suck cock or she wanted to please me. It took a lot of lying and Bull shit to get out of that, but I finally convinced them I had made the mistake of swearing too much around her. I realized right then and there that my days of playing with my baby sister had come to an abrupt end. If I didn't want to spend a long time in jail I could never touch her again.
It was agony living in the same house as her after that. She knew there was something between us and had developed a strange behavior whenever she was around me; she would remove her cloths and walk around as if she still had them on. It started about six months after I stopped playing with her. My parents thought she would grow out of it and tried to ignore her when she did it, but when she started to go to school my dad took her for counseling; and finally to a physiotherapist. The shrink said it was like a phobia of clothes and she would grow out of it long before she was a teenager.
The first time I saw her do it she was five. I thought she was trying to excite me, so I gave it a try.
I was sitting on the couch watching TV in the rec-room when she walked in totally naked and sat beside me. I wrapped my arm around her and rested my hand on her hip. I slowly moved my hand up over her leg until it was between her legs. I pushed open the lips of her cunt and drove a finger down her wetness. The little bitch literally went nuts when she felt my fingers probing her cunt. She jumped off the couch and screamed as loud as she could that I was touching her privates. I was so lucky that no one else was home and she was almost as dumb as her mother. I pleaded with her that I'd never do anything like that to her intentionally. I told her I had fallen asleep and didn't realize what I was doing. I don't know if she fully believed me but she accepted my excuse.
It was pure hell for me till I turned eighteen and moved into an apartment of my own. I thought that being away from her would get her out of my system, but it only made things worse. Every time I went home she would jump up onto my lap and hug and kiss me. She would always say how much she loved and missed me. I would feel her hot body pushing hard into mine and knew I couldn't touch it; I began to hate her as much as I lusted for her. Sometimes I would think up a plot to kill her just to rid myself of her. It was easy for me to get women; but whenever I was alone in bed I found myself thinking of only my little sister. Whenever I would masturbate it was always her I would think of.
By the time she had turned thirteen it was evident she was going to be more beautiful than her mother. She had long curly strawberry blond hair flowing over her shoulders and small breasts. Her deep green eyes sparkled like emeralds whenever she looked at you. She was tall for her age with legs to kill for. Her creamy flesh was flawless and looked like it was porcelain. When she smiled it could melt the coldest of hearts; all women loved her and men lusted for her, and she knew it. She would flirt with anyone who looked her way, but would never let anyone touch. I hated her more as each day passed. I was totally abscessed with her. Even when I was with another woman I was thinking of her. I tried to stay away from her but it made me want her even more. So when my father offered me the Managers job in one of his stores in Paris France I jumped at the chance. I was twenty-five and for the next four and a half years I spent my time trying to fuck every girl in Paris. I finally thought I had Amanda out of my system. But then the tragedy happened.
It was last August, Mary had been speeding down the freeway, [probably to meet one of her many boyfriends], when she lost control of her new Mercedes sports car. The police said she was doing over a hundred miles an hour and was killed instantly. It was probably the first time I felt something other than lust for Amanda; but it didn't last long; my father wanted me to come home for the funeral.
I hadn’t seen or talked with Amanda in almost five years. When I got off the plain she and my dad were there to greet me, I couldn’t take my eyes from her. She was like an Athens Goddess, Tall and slim with golden hair that she kept in a pony tail and still fell almost to her waist. When she looked into my eyes I knew I was hooked again. Her sweet child like smile was still there, the lovely white teeth and her sparking green eyes. She was wearing very tight pink shorts and matching hi-heel pink shoes with a spaghetti string t-shirt. Her midriff was exposed as both the t-shirt and the shorts were cut as low as the law would allow. My heart started to skip beats when my eyes fell between her long legs; I was sure I could see the bulging lips of her sweet young cunt pushing out. She didn’t have big tits but it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra as her dark nipples were lifting her t-shirt off her belly so nice. I knew right there that I was under her spell worse than ever; I had to force myself to stop staring at her. My only salvation was I would soon be returning to Paris,,,,,,,,,so I thought.
My father told me he wanted me to take over one of the stores he had been running himself. He said that since Mary died he had spent most of his time with Amanda and was worried about her. He said that although she was almost eighteen she looked and acted like she was twelve most times. He said she never asked to learn to drive or get her own car; and he was sure she had never been out with boys. She was a straight “A” student at school and had graduated top in her class. He said he feared the problem had been that her mother never taught her anything. He was guilty to, he said, because he had left her entirely in her mothers care. He was worried that the two nannies had been to strict with her; they made sure nothing would happen to her. They had been in control of her every move since she was five years old. He was planning to take her to a shrink but didn’t really think she was retarded. I didn’t really give a shit about her brain so most of what he said went in one ear and out the other; all I was able to think about was her sweet body.
It took me a few weeks to get myself relocated back in town. I bought myself a huge home on the outskirts of the city with a lot of privacy. It was sitting on twenty acres of treed land; the house could not be seen from the road .
When I took over as manager of the store I knew it would give me the opportunity to get into the pants of lots of girls but that wasn't enough to take my mind off my little sis.
One day when I was over to see my dad Amanda made a surprising request. She said that it was really lonely around the house most times as dad was always away on business and I was never there. She asked if she could work at the store with me on evenings or weekends. Against all my better judgment I jumped at the chance; the thought of having her that close to me outweighed all the pain and suffering it would bring. Amanda had enrolled in first Year University so we decided for a start she would work Fridays after school. We stayed open late every Friday. I would be able to let the staff go home early and have her all to myself till 10: PM Although she was eighteen now she looked younger,,,and acted much younger sometimes.
It wasn’t long before I realized Amanda still had a love hate relationship with clothes. She loved clothes of all kinds, and could try them on all day. But on the first Friday she was at the store she got the urge to shed everything. There were customers in the store and there was Amanda standing in the isle in just her panties. Her dress and bra neatly piled on the display table. I was torn as to what to do, if the customers saw her I knew they would make a stink and my dad might find out, on the other hand I was getting the sight of a lifetime. But I knew if I wanted her to stay working I had to cover her up. I didn’t give her shit or tell her not to do it again; I just said she should wait till we close the store to try on clothes; I wanted it to happen again when it would be just us .
The next time I saw my dad I casually brought up the problem Amanda had had when she was younger. I asked him if she ever did it after she was in her teens. He laughed and said he hardly remembered her doing it and that she had stopped years ago. With therapy it had been completely removed he said. I smiled; knowing it was because of me, and let the subject die.
I again made a point of telling her that if she wanted to try on things she needed to do it after closing. As much as I would have loved to see her naked body again I didn't want customers freaking; and I knew my dad would not let her continue if he found out.
Our shop was “hi-end” but on the next street over were the beginnings of skid row. There was a Goodwill store and a Mission about a half block down the street; we shared the same back lane. The Goodwill store consisted of two buildings; the smaller for sorting and cleaning donated clothing and the larger for the public to purchase the clothing. I had made it somewhat of a routine on Friday’s after we closed to take any soiled, damaged or outdated clothing down the lane after closing to the sorting building.
It was operated by the Goodwill, they let two grubby guys run it for them. It worked out great for the guys because they lived in the building also. The back door was never locked because they would always have some down and outer come to sleep there when the Mission was full.
I was piling up the clothes to take when Amanda asked what I was doing; she thought I was going to throw the clothes out. I explained where I was taking them. As soon as she heard it was a Goodwill store she pleaded to come with me. She loved to look at and try on old clothes just as much as she did new. I couldn't see a problem with it so I said ok. When we got into the shop she went one way and I the other.
The guys running the shop are Rex and Ben.
Rex is an x-fireman that got badly burned to 80% of his body about fifteen years ago; his body was too ugly for his wife and he ended up on the streets. Ben on the other hand was a beautiful example of a black man; he was a wrestler up till a few years ago and still looks like he could rip any mans head off.
I was showing them the clothing when we heard a ruckus at the other side of the shop; it sounded like some of the bums were fighting. When I turned to see what was happening there was Amanda trying on a blouse. The problem was she had removed her own blouse to do it. The ruckus was a small pack of bums circling around her for a better look. She didn't seem to be bothered by then staring; I knew it was her little problem acting up again. I was about to call out to her when she striped off the blouse and stood looking at other things in her bright blue bra. The five guys around her looked like they were about ready to pounce at any moment. Rex and Ben were standing beside me talking to each other. Rex was saying he hadn't seen anything so sweet in years and Ben answered with, he would give up the rest of his life to fuck her just once. They were both talking about how long it had been since they had had some sweet cunt. The five guys circling her had gotten closer and some of them were rubbing their cocks through their pants. I think I was more shocked by the fact that a bunch of old rubies could get that excited. I was somewhat rattled by what had just happened and all I could think to do was tell Amanda we had to go. She put on her blouse and we walked back to my shop without a mention of what had just transpired. I really didn't think much of it at the time. I didn't think I'd be spending every waken moment thinking about what happened,,,,,,and what might have happened if I hadn't told her we had to go. I couldn't get it out of my mind; the thoughts of those dirty old bums wanting her so badly. Every time I looked at her I thought of it, I'd think what it would be like to watch them having her flesh; their dirty stinking bodies all over her; I was sure none of them had showered in years. I couldn't get to sleep till I masturbated thinking of some old rotting cock ripping her tender cunt open.
It wasn't until I went back the next Friday that I realized how much it had taken over my every thought; I was planning something almost without knowing it. The first thing Rex and Ben wanted to know was who the girl was I had brought with me last week. Without thinking I started to make up a story as I spoke. I told them I didn't even know her last name. I said I thought she had been caught steeling some cigarettes and had to do a hundred hours of community service. I had agreed to let her work every Friday at my store for a while. A wide smile fell across Rex's face and he said he would love to get her into his place again. He said he'd love to teach her a lesson that stealing doesn't pay. Ben just came right out and said he would love to fuck her brains out. I told them what she did when she wasn’t in my store was her own business and I had nothing to do with it. I said I'd ask her if she wanted to bring the clothes to drop off on her way home after work next week. Then I told them I heard a rumor that she was a real nymph although I had no personal experience. I had no idea what I was going to do but the thought of them fucking Amanda was making my head spin and my cock rock hard.
For the next two weeks I could think of nothing else and I was really getting upset with myself for saying those things to Ben and Rex. I had all but told them the next time my little sis walks into their shop it would be open season on her. Then there would be the aftermath; she would cry rape to the cops. The boys would say I had told them she was a slut; and I'd be in jail the rest of my life. I had really blown a good thing, at least before I could take her with me and fantasize about what might happen, now I could never take her back.
No matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop thinking about Amanda getting fucked by a bunch of low life street bums. Every night in bed I couldn't get to sleep till I jacked off thinking of her sweet ass getting raped. It was driving me crazy; I knew I had to do something,,,,,,,but what?
And then the sky’s burst open and the "GODS" shone down on me.
It was one week later on a Saturday evening; I had a standing invite to a friend’s place that always had a party going on. He sold a line of women’s clothing and there were always young girls trying to impress him. I usually didn’t go but fate was pulling me there this time. I arrived late; it was after 1: AM and the place was thinning out. Right away I noticed a couple sitting on a couch. The guy looked to be around 30 and of Arabic decent, but it wasn't him I was interested in. The woman with him was stunning; she talked with a Swedish accent and was so beautifully white with platinum blond hair. Her little black dress didn't really cover much as I could easily see her panties and the low cut of the dress reveled a nice pair of tits. I guess I was making myself obvious as my host came over and suggested I pull my tongue back into my mouth. It wasn't really that she was so beautiful that intrigued me, it was more how she swooned over the man with her, it didn't seem to bother her that she was making it obvious to everyone she was willing to do whatever he wanted. The guy saw me staring and gestured for me to come over; I thought he'd be upset but instead he offered me a seat on the other side of his sexy girl. We talked shop talk for the first little while; he said he knew of our stores and would like a chance to show us some of his stuff. Then he told his girl to go get him another drink. When she left I told him that I'd love to see his line if they came with girls like the one tonight. He was still laughing when his date came back with his drink and sat obediently beside him. That’s when he shocked me: he said all girls are like the slut with him. By now most everyone had left or were paired off into one of the bedrooms. We were the only ones sitting in the living room except for the host who kept popping in and out. He looked over to the girl and told her he would need to fuck her soon and she should get her cunt ready; he told her to make it nice and wet for him. Without a second of doubt she slid forward in the couch spreading her legs open and placed both her hands between her legs; her fingers disappeared under the waistband of her panties. He again said that all girls were exactly like the one with him. I was really confused and I guess it was written all over my face. Just before he spoke again he turned to her and told her to remove the panties. He didn't even wait to see if she would do as he said when he turned back to me. He asked if I had a girl I'd like to see this obedient. I didn't say who, but I told him I did have one in mind. He asked if I had a problem with having a little help; I had no idea what he meant. He told me he was from Columbia where there is a drug so common everyone knows of it,,,,and what it can do . He asked if I had ever heard of Scopolamine. The girl beside him had removed her panties and he was fingering her as he talked to me. He said he could never understand why we Americans used those clumsy drugs on women. He said the so called Date Rape Drugs were terrible; they make the girl pass out and are very dangerous he laughed. But Scopolamine makes them your slave; and it's totally safe and almost free. He said in Columbia it's called the ZOMBIE drug. Some men give it to women to turn them into prostitutes for months at a time and it does them no harm. He said the trick to using the drug is knowing exactly how much to give and how drugged you want the girl to be. He said he just sprinkles a few grams into his girls drink before they go out and although she seems normal she will do anything he tells her. Then he asked if I'd like a demonstration. He didn't wait for me to answer and turned to the girl, whispering something into her ear.
She stood up and walked over to me and began to do a most provocative dance I’d ever watched. I was as hard as rock when she got down on her knees and unzipped my pants. As soon as she opened them my cock sprang out. Just as she was lowering her lovely mouth over my manhood the host walked in and let out a howl when he saw what was happening. It set me back a few seconds but the girl didn't miss a stroke. Both her hands wrapped around my cock and she lowered her mouth down over my throbbing meat. It only took a few seconds, she really knew how to suck cock, and I was creaming down her throat. When she finally lifted her head there wasn't a drop of cum anywhere, she had cleaned me up perfect. She pushed my now limp dick back into my pants and went back to sit by her masters side like the little slave she was. I was really interested in this new drug now; I spent the next hour asking more questions. He gave me a gift of enough to keep any girl under control for months; he said the drug was so plentiful where he lived it sold for pennies. He reminded me of the Internet; he said anything I wanted to know about Scopolamine I could find there. When I googled it, it said Scopolamine was the favorite drug in Columbia. It said depending on how much you gave to a person she or he would loose all their inhibitions and do what ever you wanted. It was even used to rob people, they would help the robbers after being given it. And the biggest use was to turn women into sex toys.
All I needed now was a plan.
That next Friday when Amanda came to work at the store I had a plan but didn't have much hope for it working, so many things could go wrong. I had placed a summer tennis outfit onto a mannequin on a pedestal in the center of the store with bright spot lights shining down onto it; I knew she loved lemon yellow and this outfit looked as bright as the sun with all that light on it. It had a very short pleated skirt that hardly covered the crotch. The top was called a sports halter but looked like nothing more than an elaborate bra. It was lemon also and covered only the tits of the mannequin. I had deliberately chosen a mannequin that was the same size as Amanda. As soon as she walked into the shop she couldn't help but stare at it; she kept walking up to it and feeling the fabric, I was getting excited; faze one of my plan was working.
It was 10:PM and we were getting ready to close the store so I opened two cokes, one for Amanda and one for me. I put about a quarter of a gram into her drink. I was told it would take two grams to get her to the point she would do anything I said, but I just wanted to see if that much would noticeably relax her. She had drunk about half the coke when she went over to the Mannequin again. She told me she loved the outfit. I was sweating from excitement as I suggested she try it on. I went under the counter and pulled out the complete outfit I just happened to have it in her size. I kept telling her to go ahead and try it on; there was no one but us in the store. I don't know if it was the drugs or her old habits took over but she began to strip out of her clothes right in front of me; she hadn't done that in years. I desperately tried to remain as calm as I possibly could watching her strip down totally naked except for her panties and slip into the sexy little tennis outfit. After she got the skirt and top on she pulled a pair of knee-hi sports socks and pair of running shoes from the shelf and slipped into them. I couldn't stop staring at her; she was so hot. I knew it would take just a few minutes for the drugs to take full effect, so I decided to wait till we were in my truck to give her the last of the drug; everything was going better that I had wished for, so far.
I told Amanda I had to make a few deliveries after we closed; one of them being to the Goodwill drop off . I said I would drop her off there with the stuff and pick her up in about a half hour. I was making a point of not asking her how she felt about my dessission as it was the way the drug was said to work. I told her I knew she loved to look at old clothes so I was sure she would love the idea. I was so pleased when she agreed with me and went into the back room to get the clothes we were donating. I told her she looked lovely in the yellow sports outfit and that she should wear it home tonight. Besides, if you want to try on any clothes there you won't have so much to take off.
I had decided to drop her off at the front entrance of the shop as I wanted her to remember going there of her own accord. It wasn't until we were about a block away that I finally dropped the rest of the drug into her coke' it worked very fast.
I pulled the truck to a stop about a hundred feet from the door; I didn't want anyone to see me yet. I told her to have fun looking through all the clothes. I said I'd be back in a half hour or so and she had lots of time to try on anything she wanted. Just as she was about to get out of the truck I told her that she hadn't finished her coke and I didn't want it going to waist. I told her she better knock it back before she left. My body went cold as I watched her drink down the coke to the last drop.
“She really did it", I kept saying over and over to myself.
I watched from the truck as she walked towards the drop off center; her small ass rocking from side to side and her legs crossing in front of themselves, just like a model. I was getting hard just watching her; but one thing was disturbing me. It was 10:15PM and I knew the drop off closed at 10. I was banking on them seeing who it was and letting her in. I had deliberately taken that chance because I didn't want any customers in there when she went in. She pulled on the door but it was locked; my heart stopped beating. She was about to turn and come back when all at once the door sprang open; it was Ben with a very big friendly smile on his face. The door closed behind her and my entire world began to move in slow motion. I had planned to wait five minuets before I was going to sneak into the shop. I kept my eyes fixed on the door, except for the several hundred times I would look down at my watch. It seemed like hours had passed but my watch said it had only been three min. Then I saw someone standing just inside the glass doors. I couldn't tell if it was her or not at first till the figure moved closer. I was two guys I had never seen before. They moved towards the door slowly and both stood looking out. One guy opened the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk; he was looking up and down the street. I slumped down in my seat so he wouldn't see me. He talked to his partner as he stepped back into the building. Then they both stood at the door for a few more seconds looking out until one of them pulled the door hard and placed a big steel bar across it. Then they turned out all the lights and disappeared back inside the building. I almost had an instant panic attack. I knew something was really happening in there; my sister was in there with a bunch of sex starved old men, and I was locked outside. The thought of not seeing what was happening to her was enough to bring tears to my eyes. I just had to go try the door but it was securely bolted. I tried to see through the dirty glass but all I could see was a dim light coming from the back room. Panic took over my thoughts the second I saw them bolting the front door and I needed to get under control I told myself. That was when I realized how stupid I had been; I had never brought clothes to the front door before, I had walked down the back lane and used the back door. Rex had told me he doesn't lock it because sometimes guys can't get into the mission when it's full and they come to sleep on a pile of clothes at his place. All I had to do was get around to the back without being seen. I looked at my watch; almost ten min. had passed since she had walked into their lair. My body was trembling all over as I ran down the street; I must have looked like a drunk all I could think about was what might be happening to her.
The back door was unlocked just as Rex had said and I crept into the building. The first thing I noticed was there was no one in the office area. All the sorting area consisted of was a several tables about fifteen feet long; all the chairs and desks were in the office area; but no one was there. It only took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the poor lighting and find a large group of men standing in a tight circle at the back of the shop. I quietly moved around the tables and it didn't take long before I could see Amanda's sports outfit in the center of the pile. Her bright lemon sports outfit stood out like a bright beacon as it laid on top of a pile of clothes. I froze and my jaw dropped when I realized what I thought to be Amanda was just a little pile of yellow clothing laying on a table, and that wasn't where all the men was looking ether. All eyes were looking a few feet farther down the isle. I raised my eyes slowly and saw her long slender legs from between several men. As I drew closer I began to tremble again. It was obvious from what I could see she was in nothing but her panties and those long sports socks. She was looking through a bunch of old clothing at a table as if nothing at all was wrong. The men were all talking to her; asking her to try this or that on. But no one had made a move on her; it was like they were all waiting for someone else to be first.
That was when I saw Rex and Ben; they were standing behind her with about fifteen other old rubbies. I was a little surprised to see so many guys but I guessed they had told some of their friends about her and they had come in anticipation of seeing her.. Amanda was singing to herself as she looked at the clothing. She pulled a dress from the pile that looked like it had belonged to an old lady, or a housekeeper; it was very plain and thin. She spun around holding the dress in front of her. She almost fell on her ass and was having trouble with words as she tried to ask everyone if they liked it. She was giggling and said it looked just like the dress Dorothy wore in, “The wizard of OZ”. Rex agreed with her and said she would look great in it, as she looked just like Dorothy. He was telling her she should try it on so they could all see how lovely she looked in it. Then he took a bold move and held up a pair of ancient bloomers. He said her panties didn't go with the dress and if she were to put these on it would be so much better. You could have heard a pin drop as she looked down at the bloomers he held out to her. My heart began to pound as I watcher her push her thumbs under the waist of her panties and drop them to the floor. It was the first time in over eight years I had seen her naked little cunt; my eyes moved up and down her slender young body stopping at the two pink nipples on her chest. Her breasts weren't very big but she had nipples to die for; they stood out like little pencil erasers, hard and erect. Then my eyes dropped down to the sweet slit between her legs; it looked tiny compared to most women I had fucked.
I think I would have stood there hours staring at her if it wasn't for Rex seeing me. It supprized them and I could tell they were wondering how I would react. It didn't take much to let them know I was game for whatever they had in mind for her; all I did was wink and give them a thumbs up sign. They were like a pack of horny dogs all of a sudden; I could see it in their eyes. Rex turned back to her and said he had something much nicer for her to try on. Amanda being the good little girl immediately began to try to fit the dress over her head when both Rex and Ben grabbed hold of her. Rex said the panties had to go to. It happened so fast I wasn't sure at first what he had done. Everyone in the room gasped and moved closer. Rex had put his hands down the bloomers and ripped them from her body. Ben told her to go down onto her knees, as he put both his hands onto her shoulders and pushed her down.
I was saying "OH GOD" oh god , oh god, over and over to myself,,,,,,it really was happening. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest I was sure everyone could hear it; I had to hold onto the table beside me so my knees wouldn't drop me to the floor.
"I really need my cock sucked," Ben said as he began to unzip his pants and pull them down.
My eyes bulged when I saw his huge tool spring forward.
Everyone began to move into a tight circle around them, watching him thrusting his massive pole into her mouth. I moved around the tables and got a good spot to watch the show myself.
But Ben had other ideas for his new toy. He moved from in front of her to behind her. Then he told her to bend backwards and to wrap her hands around her ankles as he pushed backwards on her shoulders. It was as if she was totally under his control, she arched her back inward and dropped her hands down till she was able to grab onto her ankles. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Her belly was pulled so tight you could see every muscle in it, and her young tits were looking straight up into the air. Her small pink nipples stood erect and hard as if begging to be devoured. Her head fell back and her long blond hair fell almost to the floor. It was then that I realized why he had made her strike such a stunning pose; when her head fell back her throat stood out like a large hump on the top of her neck. Her mouth was now in the most perfect position to receive his throbbing black cock. Her entire body was completely exposed in this position, her sweet breasts bursting from her chest and her hairless pubis bone bulging from between her legs. My head was spinning with lust as I herd him tell her to open her mouth. Then Amanda spoke for the first time, asking him what he was doing. Ben laughed and said,
"I need to fuck your throat, open your mouth slut".
That was all he said to her as he moved his throbbing pole closer to her sweet mouth. This was more than I could have ever hoped for, my little sis was about to suck a cock for the first time; I moved up closer.
Ben pushed his black meat past her lips and again told her to suck it. She opened her mouth and his cock drove in. He began to rock back and forth telling her to lick and suck. Then Rex dropped to his knees in front of her and pushed her legs open. I could see the small slit opening as her legs spread. He put both his hands between her legs and spread her pussy lips wide apart; his fingers began to glisten from her juices as he pushed up into her. At the same time two other guys had come over to her; they were on ether side of her staring down on her little tits that were pointing up to them. They took a look at each other and dove down like starving dogs onto her waiting nipples. I was in heaven watching Ben fucking her mouth and Rex fingering her sweet cunt; the sounds filled the room; the guys slurping and biting her nipples, the massive cock was driving deeper and deeper into her throat, and Rex's fingers pushing into her wet cunt. My head was spinning and there were stars dancing in front of my eyes, my heart was pounding so hard I was sure it would rupture at any moment, and my cock was totally out of control; as hard as I was trying I knew it was going to explode at any second.
But then all at once Rex yelled out. "This fucking twat is still a virgin, I can't even get a finger into her she's so small. Ralph made a big mistake when he said she was a nymphet."
That caused everyone to stop in their tracks; they didn't know what to make of it. They were all looking around till all eyes fell onto me.
I shrugged my shoulders and said "So what , she will do anything you want tonight, she is yours to use in any way you wish; and I promise to clean up any mess in the morning”. Then I laughed out loud.
There was some nervous laughter till Ben's booming voice filled the room.
"That makes a big difference", he said. "I didn't know this was a sweet little cherry sucking me off. I haven't had me a cherry to pop in years".
Everyone laughed when he pulled his cock from her throat and Amanda began gasping for air. She didn't move till he told her to lie onto her back on the floor. My eyes were riveted to her as I watched her lay back without a hint of protest. Next Ben told her to lift her knees and spread her legs as wide as she could. Amanda was quite athletic and able to spread a long way. There was drool running from several of the men’s mouths as her sweet cherry exposed itself from between her legs. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. The lips were puffy and deep pink. It glistened with wetness as it slowly spread open. She had opened herself so well that I could see the dark hole that was about to be ripped open.
He told her to lay her head to one side and place her hands at her sides. She did as he said without any hesitation at all. He dropped to his knees between her legs and called out that he needed help holding her down. Several of the men had striped themselves naked and were playing with themselves as they stood in a tight circle around her. I watched as they got down onto their knees on all sides of her. It was unbelievable to see her lying on her back with a bunch of naked men moving down onto her. They grabbed onto her anywhere they could, including her lovely breasts. The guys holding her breasts had big smiles on their faces. Ben lowered himself down onto her.
When she felt his massive cock splitting her she gave out a loud moan. My cock was twitching and jumping around in my pants; I knew if I so much as touched it, it would explode. I watched with riveted eyes as he rocked his cock up and down her small slit; it sparkled with her juices. Then he told everyone to hold her down hard. And without another word he dropped his mass down onto her. A strangest sound burst from her lungs; it was part scream and part the sound a tire blowing. Then her mouth just opened wide and no sound at all came out. I looked down on the floor beside her; blood was running down the crack of her ass and onto the floor. Ben was picking up the pace and his fat belly was slapping into hers every time he slammed down into her. I was a little worried she was bleeding to death as she had not moved since he first drove into her; even her mouth hung as if dead. Rex also saw her head lying to the side and got down onto the floor beside her. He pulled out his cock and pushed it into her mouth. He told her to suck him as he pushed it between her lips. Amanda finally moved and opened her mouth so Rex could shove his cock down her throat. He told her to take his tool into her hands. She lifted both her arms and wrapped them around his cock. He kept telling her to jack him off as she sucked his cock. It wasn't long before he began shooting a huge load down her throat. She tried to swallow as mush as she could but some ran out and down her cheek.
Ben howled like a caged lion, arching his back and pushed himself as deep into her as he could. Then he stopped humping her and froze except for his body jerking as if he were being electrocuted. I knew that with every jerk he was shooting creamy seed into her virgin cunt; it was more than I could take. I moaned and dropped to my knees as my own seed filled my pants.
As soon as Ben lifted himself from her bloody body there was another to take his place. I watched as guy after guy took his turn dumping his seed into her bloody hole. Amanda wasn't talking but every time a guy thanked her for such a nice fuck a wide smile would appear on her face; it was almost as if she were enjoying herself as much as they were.
We had been there for almost five hours and I was sure the drug would be wearing off soon; I was planning to get her out of there as soon as the last guy had his fun, when all of a sudden there were two new guys in the room. They looked really fat as they came towards her. They looked at me and asked where the white cunt was; they were Indians. I pointed over to the floor where some guy was slowly humping my sweet little sis and they moved right in. They pulled the guy off of her and said she was theirs now; he didn't argue. They looked really mean with scares all over their faces as they pulled her up to her feet and told her she was their white squaw now; and that was the lowest form of life to them.
They pulled her over to a dolly on wheels that the shop used to move clothes around. It couldn't have been more than two feet wide in each direction. They picked her up and laid her onto her back on the dolly; her back completely covered it. Her head and legs were dangling over ether side. Then they told her to lift up her feet onto the dolly. She tried, but was having trouble as it was so small. One of them pulled her so her ass was right on the edge of the dolly and pushed her feet up and into her ass. They told her that she better keep her feet there or they would beat her to death. Her lovely legs were pulled in so tight to her ass it looked like they were fused together; but it was a lovely sight. Her head had no where to lie so it was hanging straight down at the other end of the dolly; her lovely cunt and ass was spread wide open at the other. There wasn't even enough space for her arms so they to were hanging at the side. That's when the fun really began. They stood at ether end of the cart and gave it a spin around. When it stopped her head and cunt were at the sides to them. They laughed and said they liked to start with a hand job. They dropped their pants to the ground and moved closer to her sides. Their cocks were limp and uncircumcised. I could smell the pungent odor of two guys that hadn't bathed in years. They told her to take their cocks into her hands and give them a nice hand job. Amanda lifted her arms and took one cock into each hand on ether side of her; she stroked them till they got nice and hard. Then the Indians pulled away again and spun her around one more time. This time she was looking up at a cock hanging right over her face. The Indian gave a yell and drove his meat between her lips.
"Suck my cock squaw” he said over and over.
At the same time the other Indian began rubbing his cock between her legs; then all at once he drove it deep into her. The force caused her to move forward on the dolly and the other Indians cock went down her throat. I could see her throat swelling each time he thrust into her; it was getting me really hard again, and I wasn't the only one.
The Indian fucking her said that this was a four man game and if there were any guys who wanted to get in on the action to come on down. It didn't take two seconds for two more guys to be standing on the other side of her. She was getting fucked, giving blow jobs, and doing two guys with a hand job all at the same time. I was getting so horney again; I pulled out my cock and started stroking it.
After the next spin Amanda had her juicy pussy in front of the guy she had just been sucking. Everyone else took their delights with her but he wasn't in a rush to drive his cock into her, He fingered it for a few seconds and then started to rub his cock up and down her slit.
"It looks like this cunt has seen a lot of use tonight”, he laughed. "But I think something else has been neglected".
He was looking down at her tight ass hole as he spoke. He was right; no one had tried to do her sweet ass, probably because it looked so small. She had the smallest, tightest ass hole I had ever seen.
He pushed his cock a few inches into her cunt and then pulled it out, each time running it down to her chocolate cherry. Everyone stopped what they were doing to see if he would be able to do it.
Her ass glistened with her juices as he continued to lubricate the small hole. He told his buddy to make sure she didn't move and he thrust the head of his cock up her ass. Amanda howled in pain and tried to pull away but she was being held down to well. I knew the drugs must be wearing off as she hadn't complained once all night. She was struggling to get off the table and had dropped her legs to the floor but there was someone to lift them back up onto it again. When she tried to scream the Indian on the other side thrust his cock so deep into her throat she could hardly breathe. There was someone to control every part of her body. Both Indians looked up to each other and smiled; they had done this before. At the same time they both slammed forward into her; I watched as both cocks disappeared into her body. There was a small trickle of blood running from her ripping ass and she was bouncing all over the table; they couldn't have been fucking her more violently if they were horses. Amanda's arms dropped to the sides of the table and her body went limp: I thought they might have killed her. But that didn't stop them; they kept pounding into her until both at the same time began to fill her tiny body from both ends. Thinking that they might have killed her and seeing her limp body bouncing on the table was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen in my life; my cock began to spray it's seed all over a pile of dresses on the istle; it was more cum than I had ever shot before. I was totally spent but I knew I had to find out how Amanda was. She was lying across the dolly like a skinned dear waiting to be butchered; she looked beautiful.
I leaned down and asked her if she was ready to go home; it was all I could think of to ask; I didn't want to ask if she were alive. I was surprised when she opened her eyes and smiled up at me . She said if it was time to go it was ok because she was tired of trying on dresses. I was so happy that the drugs were still working and she didn't understand what had been happening to her. I knew that there was nothing I could possibly do to make it that she wouldn't find out; her cunt looked like a football could drop into it and bruises were starting to appear all over her body.
I wrapped her in an old dress and carried her out to my truck. When I got her to my place I ran a bath and lowered her into the warm water. There was good reason I hadn't done anything to her that night myself; I had no idea how she would react when the drugs wore off. I didn't want a trace of my DNA on her anywhere. I did have a plan but I didn't know if it would work. But as I stood over her in the bath I just couldn't stop myself from dropping to my knees. I told her I would help her wash as she seemed very tired; then I said she should lay back and close her eyes. I was pleased to see her do as I said; she sank into the tub and leaned back closing her eyes. I was in heaven washing her soft body; I took extra time on her nipples and between her legs. Her cunt was so soft, I just had to push a few fingers into it. My self control was slipping and I told myself I had to stop before the only DNA in her would be mine. I carried her to the guest room and put a nitee on her then I tucked her into the bed.
I hung the yellow sports outfit on hangers and placed them so she'd see them nice clean and crisp when she woke; It was part of my plan to convince her that whatever she might think happened didn’t happen that way at all.
I heard her get up two or three times the next day but she never went past the bathroom; it wasn't until the following day she came walking down the stairs and into my kitchen; she looked like she had been dragged behind a truck. Although it had been more than thirty hours since we got home she still seemed to be a little under the influence. She sat at the table and dropped her head into her hands on it. She didn't lift her head when she spoke.
"I think something terrible happened to me last night", she whimpered. "I feel terrible and I think I was raped".
I decided to stick with my plan and pounced on her.
"You God Dam little cunt”, I screamed. “I have kept quiet about your whoring to hear this? I should have phoned dad as soon as I saw what you were doing. But I figured I'd give you a chance to explain yourself,,,,,,,and I get this Bullshit".
She lifted her head and looked totally stunned; her eyes were wide and her mouth open. I had her right where I wanted her.
"What are you talking about"? She pleaded.
"Are you playing games with me?" I shouted. "Are you trying to tell me you don’t remember putting on that sexy yellow outfit and going into the drop of by yourself? I told you I'd pick you up after I did some deliveries; in about a half hour.
Her face twisted and she squirmed in her chair; she was trying to remember.
"I remember that, yea. I remember looking at some nice old clothes", she stuttered.
"And you tried on some of them to, didn't you?" I said forcefully.
"Yea, I remember trying on a lovely housedress, I loved it." she said.
"And do you remember where your tennis outfit was?" "DO YOU"? I screamed.
"You took off your outfit to try on that dress; I found it in a neat pile on the table; only you would have folded it so nice and put it on the table. A fucking rapist wouldn’t have done that! You stupid fucking cunt; you did that in front of a bunch of men".
There was a complete look of confusion on her face; she was desperately trying to remember what had happened. But my telling her she took off her clothes herself was working, she could remember doing it.
"I don't know why I'm even talking with you; I saw what you were doing when I came to get you. And let me tell you, you were not being raped. What I saw was a man laying on his back and you riding him like he was Roy Rogers’s horse. There must have been ten other guys waiting to take a turn with you and you were smiling at them all. You’re just a fucking crazy slut".
"You know what dad is going to do with you; he said if you fuck up he will send you to a girl’s school. I don't know why I waited to hear what you had to say; all you can do is lie. I'm going to phone dad right now". I said not wanting to give her much time to think.
"NO!no! Please don't phone dad. Please, Please don't", she begged.
"I’m sorry, I'm so sorry", she cried. "I don't know why I did it. I remember feeling so good, and having fun with the men. They were telling me how beautiful I was and giving me things to try on. I was having so much fun; I really loved their attention. But I can't believe I had sex with one of them. It seemed like a dream, like a wonderful dream. I didn't think it was really happening. OH God I'm so sorry. Please don't tell dad; I'll do anything you want; I'll do anything you say. Please Please."
She was right where I wanted her. I sat back into the couch and put my head into my hands before I spoke.
"I don't know why I give a shit about you", I sobbed. Dad has been planning for some time now to put you into a sanitarium. I asked him to give us a chance to see if you might want to live with me instead; but after this there is no way it can happen".
I was having fun pretending to be devastated; I wanted all attention to be on my feelings. I dropped back into the couch and lay on my side in the fetal position. She had a look of fear and shock on her face as she came running over to me.
"I can't believe dad would do that to me. I would rather die that be in a sanitarium. Please don't let him send me away, Please, please, I'll do anything you want, please don't send me away".
At the same time as she was pleading she fell onto the floor beside the couch; her arms reaching up to me and grabbed onto my very loose housecoat. As soon as she touched me it fell open exposing a very hard cock pointing straight out at her. I didn't react to the exposure, nor did I attempt to cover myself. She gasped when she saw my cock standing straight out like it was made of rock.
"Now you know why it's impossible for you to live with me. You must know that I have wanted you for years. I could handle it with you being a virgin; but when I saw you fucking that dirty drunken Indian I hated you more than I have ever hated anything in my life". I said as I rolled over onto my back and turned my face away from her. I made no attempt to cover myself and my manhood was standing straight up into the air. There were a few long seconds of silence before she spoke.
"I'm so sorry Ralph, I'm so sorry", she cried. "I didn't want it to be that way ether. I wanted to be a virgin till I was married. If it wasn't for you rescuing me I'm sure all those yucky guys would have done things to me. You have always been there for me, I owe you so much. I love you Ralph, I really do love you".
As she was speaking I could feel her pulling herself up onto the couch but I didn't move. Then it happened; she reached out with both her hands and wrapped them around my throbbing cock.
"Let me prove it to you Ralph, let me prove how much I love you. If you let me stay with you I promise never to hurt you again", she pleaded as she began to stroke my meat.
"I don't believe anything you say", I answered softly without moving. "I don't know if there is anything you can do to make this go away".
I continued to turn my face away from her and hold an arm over it; I had a reason for it to look like she was doing this all on her own.
"I'll prove to you that I can be good, I'll be a good girl for you; I will make you happy. I promise I'll be so good. I'll do anything, anything you want", she said as she pulled up her nitee and lifted a leg over me.
She was on her knees over me and it was all I could do not to grab onto her hips and pull her down onto my aching pole, but I had to let her do it at her own pace; it had to be her doing it. I felt her take my cock in both her hands and hold it straight up, then I felt the wetness of her outer cunt lips covering my cock head. My heart began to race and small bright stars twinkled before my eyes. I had waited years for this and finally it was about to happen. A groan burst from her throat as she began to lower herself onto me. I was surprised how tight she felt; her cunt had looked like a gaping hole just a few hours earlier. She was saying over and over how she would be good and do anything I wanted from now on. I don't know what it was but I was sure her cunt felt softer and wetter than any I had ever had my cock in before. My manhood slid like it was in warm jelly up and down her velvet cunt. I could feel the pressure building in my balls and she began to moan loudly. She was grinding her pubic bone into me as hard as she could. I could imagine her swollen clit rubbing up angst my cock shaft. Then she threw her head back and screamed. At the same time I could feel her cunt muscles squeezing my cock like it was in a vice; my little sis was Cumming. That was my cue to deliver. I lifted up my hips and began to fill her cunt with hot sperm. I couldn't control myself anymore; I reached out wrapping my hands around her small hips and pulled her down as hard as I could. I held her there until the last drop had spilled from my balls. She had a smirking smile on her face as she lifted herself from me; it was that smart ass look again. She stood before me running her fingers up between her legs. I watched as cum ran out of her slit and into her hands; she smiled and looked up to me.
"If I called 911 right now I think you would be in a lot of trouble. Don't you think it would be a good idea if you phoned dad right now and told him you want me to live here"? She said in a bossy tone.
She was playing her last card, and I was ready for it. I sat up and reached out onto the table for the DVD Recorder remote. I pressed Stop, and then Play. The screen on the 60'' TV sprang to life with a perfect picture of the couch I was sitting on. There was Amanda begging me to let her live with me; it looked like I was sleeping. I was on my back with my arm over my face. Then she pulled open my housecoat and began to masturbate my meat. I wasn't watching the TV; I was watching her sprit drain from her heart for the last time.
"Is that the movie you want dad to see"? I laughed.
I had had enough of playing with her; it was time to make the slut realize I was now and forever more “Her Master".
"You have two choices and two choices only", I said. "We can tell dad and the cops "EVERYTHING" that happened, or you can get down on your knees and lick my cock clean right now. I'm not open to any other options, so make your choice now!”
It didn't take her long to realize she had only one choice; she turned to me and drooped to her knees. As she took my cock into her hands she kept saying how sorry she was. She was begging forgiveness.
But I wasn’t listening to her lies as I lifted the phone to and dialed our dad’s phone no. As I began to chat with our father I could feel her warm mouth around my cock head. I told him I had a long talk with Amanda and she understood that if she were to move in with me my word would be the law. At the same time I pulled her head hard to my belly causing my rock hard cock to drive down her throat. I felt total power over her as I chatted casually with dad and had her deep thrusting my cock at the same time. Just before I was about to give the phone to her I couldn't hold out any longer and sprayed down her throat. I fell back into the couch and handed her the phone. Her face had cum dripping off it and she was trying to clear her throat.
"Yes daddy, yes, I understand. I'll do what he tells me daddy. Yes, I promise to be a good girl. OH thank you daddy thank you", she said.
You would think this should be the end of this story. I should be saying we lived happily ever after. But it was only the beginning. I knew when I watched the Indians treating her so rough; and when I felt they might be killing her I had a much darker need than to just see her fucked by other men. I loved to see her in pain. I didn’t know how far I wanted it to go, but I knew I wanted much more for my little sister.
It wasn’t until I met the Doctor that a plan began to take place. He was very interested in her and had offered me more money than I ever dreamed of to allow him to use her to,,,,,,,,,,,,’ but that’s another story.
Bluesteel
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