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 ****Regan and the Roly Poly**** by Holy Jack

   This is a story about a strippergram agency that need a balloon stripper
- for kids shows!

   Chapter 1

   Regan found himself squashed next to Beryl in the kitchen at Susan's
party.  He hadn't been in the mood to go out but an old work colleague had
facebooked him.  Regan's wife had been nagging a lot recently and he wanted
to get out of the house.

   Beryl had a broad Scouser accent and an even broader waistline.  She had
bright red lipstick and two chins.  "You wanna know what I do for a livin'
love?" she said.  "Ok, what do you do?" replied Regan, aware that he
couldn't get past a couple who were pouring themselves wine.  "I'm a roly
poly" she grinned.  "A what?" answered Regan over the music and chatter. 
"A roly poly" she repeated.  "I'm a roly poly strippergram.  It's dead
weird coming to a real party and not being the centre of attention."
"Golly" said Regan, "So like...  you strip at parties?" "Yeah!" she
laughed, "But don't worry, I won't tonight.  Most of my bookings are for
birthday or office parties.  Usually they want to humiliate some poor guy.
It's a laugh, everyone has fun." "Yeah I bet they do" smiled Regan.  "I'm
with an agency.  They have all kinds, from stripper firemen to comedians.
The funny acts get the most bookings." "Do they?" answered Regan.  "Sure
they do.  Funny is way more popular than sexy.  Our most popular act is
Danny, the balloon dancer." "What's that?" asked Regan, who was still not
all that interested.  "Oh this guy.  He does this naked act with three
balloons.  Girls love it.  Gets them laughing you see.  They'd rather that
than some stud who wants to show off his muscles and his dick." "Oh, so the
male strippers aren't popular?" "Yes they are...  they get bookings, but
Danny you see is busy every night." "He is?" "Yeah, he even has to turn
down stuff.  Why, anyone could do it" she said with a wink.  "Huh, wouldn't
catch me doing that" stated Regan, "I have my pride you know." Beryl filled
her wine glass again.  She looked over her shoulder and then in a hushed
voice she added, "he even gets offered kids parties." "Kids?  Are you
serious?" replied Regan with a hiss.  His interest was suddenly stimulated.
"Well, yes.  He doesn't do them of course but he sometimes gets offered one
or two a month." "No way!" "He does lovey.  The agency covers all of South
England and there are plenty of Chavy Mums who think a naked guy will be
funny for their little kid's party.  It's the balloons I think.  They see
balloons and think kids.  Crazy.  Some of these Mums don't have a lot of
brains." She rolled her eyes.  "Oh my God!  That wouldn't be legal though
would it?" said Regan as moved closer to her.  "Actually, yes it would be
legal....  There's nothing that says you can't be naked in someone's
private home.  A comedy act would be ok." "You mean it would be legal for a
guy like myself to go and dance naked in front of kids?" "Technically it
would be.  I sometimes do parties and there's one or two kids hanging
about. I've checked out the law.  It's legit as long as there is 'no
intended sexuality.' It's covered under the same law as theatre work.  You
can be naked in a play, many actors are - and sometimes children see."
"Wow, I didn't know that!!!" said Regan with surprise and attentiveness on
his face.  Beryl gave him a quizzical look.  "Hey, you're actually
interested in this aren't you?" "Well maybe a little.  I mean not the
adults but I might do a few kids shows....maybe...  you know, only if that
guy doesn't want them that is." Beryl looked reflective.  "The agency only
takes experienced strippers I'm afraid, but tell you what I'll do love. 
Here's my number.  Call me in a week and I'll have a word with the area
manager." She glanced him up and down.  "You don't have the body for a
normal stripper but the balloons...  I think you could get away with that."
Regan took the card.  On it were the words "Beryl, Roly Poly Strippagram".
The kitchen gangway was free now so he turned to go.  "Hey thanks" he said.
Beryl nodded with a wink.  Then she grabbed a party balloon that was
selotaped with a ribbon to the kitchen cupboard.  "Here, you'll be needing
this" she said with a wry grin." Regan took it.  "You have a wicked sense
of humour, don't you?" "I do chuck!" she laughed, "keeps me kicking."

   Two weeks later......  "I've a gig for you this Saturday" said Mark from
the agency.  "It's a family barbecue and the birthday of Jessica, who is
nine.  Danny won't do it but Beryl has given me your name.  She says you've
done lots of this before." The only stripping Regan had ever done was to
get in the shower, but he was thankful to Beryl.  "Er..  yeah" he said,
trying to sound cool and relaxed, "I could fit that in...  if you need
someone." "Good.  It's in Swansea though so you won't make much after
petrol." "Swansea?" "Yes.  And of course you know the law.  If there are
kids around, you better be careful.  If you get into trouble, we can't help
you at all.  It's you who is responsible, not us.  It's in our terms and
conditions." "Right, yeah I know." The terms and conditions had been
emailed to him and he had printed, signed and returned them in the mail
without looking.  "3pm.  I'll text the details." Mark cut off.  He was
rather an abrupt person.  Business was business and profit was all he was
interested in.  He didn't care a fig about children or adults or anything
except making money.  Thankfully, as a precaution, Regan had given a
different name and used an unregistered mobile number.  If something went
wrong, he'd be hard to trace.

   And so Regan practiced his act for two days.  A website which had videos
of balloon strippers was invaluable.
http://www.theoddballs.net/
Finally he was ready.  He knew that he had to be a success otherwise he
wouldn't get any more bookings.  It was obvious that the key to making this
as funny as possible was feigning embarrassment.  The more he thought about
it, the more horny he got though.  I mean how much should he show?  Showing
his cock to lots of 9 year-olds was bound to make him erect.  If he got
erect, the parents might complain.  It was supposed to be a kids show and a

bit of fun but he had no experience at all.  It could be a disaster...

   Chapter 2

   The gig was in quite a run down area of Swansea.  The house was
obviously council but was in the corner of a plot meaning that the garden
was not easily seen by other houses.

   A woman greeted him with her fingers to her lips.  Regan was guided with
whispers upstairs.  He undressed in the bathroom and put his clothes in a
carrier bag.  The sound of voices outside in the garden below him made him
aware of his nakedness even more.  God, he couldn't believe he was actually
doing this.  He blew up his three balloons, leaving two untied.  He held
the two very firmly between his thumb and first finger.  He knew that
sending a balloon whizzing off should in theory send them into fits of
laughter.

   He waited ten seconds, daring himself to go out.  Finally, he opened the
door carefully, making sure that he didn't loosen his grip on the two
untied balloons.  He stepped onto the landing and glanced to his left. 
There was a girl's bedroom with a boy band poster on the wall and a pink
douvet.  He edged down the carpeted stairs with the balloons in front of
him.  How could he possibly cover his dick with balloons?  Anyone would see
from the side.  The soft carpet on his feet had the effect of heightening
his nudity.  It was a warm sunny day but a breeze from an open window blew
on his balls making the skin shrink.  His dick went half erect.

   "He's ready!" said a skinny bleach-blond woman, who was about forty and
Jessica's mother.  Two other women came out from the kitchen.  "Oh mah
Gawd!" exclaimed another with her hand over her mouth and eyes wide.  "Keep
your voice down" said Jessica's Mum in a loud whisper.  "You boyo are going
to get eaten alive." "He's gonna get his bare ass spanked.  What a brave
lad" said the third woman in a hushed voice.  Jessica's Mum tried to lead
him into the kitchen but caught sight of Regan's half-erect dick. 
"Christ!" she whispered with a laugh.  "He's got a hard on already!" The
other two women started having sniggering fits.  Once in the kitchen, she
pointed out of the window.  Regan half crouched and peeped above the sink.
He clocked about twenty-five people of which most were young girls aged
about nine.  There was a raised patio area, which was directly above a
grassy area which was like a stage.  "Right boyo, you will need to go on
the patio when we go out.  Sandra will do the CD player." "Once you are
done" continued Jessica's Mum, "you will have to be humiliated." "Uh?  What
do you mean?" asked Regan.  "Humiliated.  My daughter will spank your
bottom.  That's what she asked for.  You're ok with that aren't you?" Regan
was aware that spanking the stripper was a standard hen night thing but
fuck, a little girl....  oh my fucking God...  He hadn't expected this on
his first gig.  "Well I...  I...  " mumbled Regan.  He was about to speak
but found himself being led out.

   He carefully followed the women out into the garden.  As Regan appeared
there were screams from the girls.  He saw one man at the barbecue and
there were two other women but overwhelmingly the garden was filled with
children - boys and girls from about four years-old.  There were a couple
of early teen girls but the majority of children were girls aged about
nine. The screaming continued as he stepped up onto the patio.  The music
started and Regan began his act.

   He'd done it so many times that week that it was now automatic.  He put
on his best embarrassed face and kept his knees together.  He moved slowly
to the music and as he turned he quickly covered his bum with a balloon -
but making sure they'd seen first.  Then he allowed a balloon to
'accidently' whizz off.  The children screamed with uncontollable laughter.
As the song progressed he gave them more peeks of his cock, which by now
was becoming harder and harder.

   He noticed the kind of girls that were there.  They all seemed to be
wearing very short skirts or shorts.  Quite a lot of the girls wore bikini
tops.  One seven year-old was topless and was only wearing tight white
shorts.  A five year-old girl was on the hip of her mother and what really
turned him on was that the little girl only wore a vest - no panties. 
Although he couldn't see her pussy, this did nothing to quell his erection.


   He held one balloon to his chest and the other over his cock.  Now came
the balloon swapping part.  He swapped the positions quickly.  As you can
imagine there was no way of doing this without showing something.  This
scenario repeated several times until one balloon 'accidently' whizzed off
again.  Regan made a failed attempt to retrieve it but in doing so exposed
his uncovered erect cock for a second.  There were several screams and a
call of "LOOK AT THAT BIG WILLY!" Regan didn't really care now.  He wanted
the kids to see.  If it went wrong, he already had a plan to get out of
there as fast as possible.

   With one balloon left he slowly turned, knowing that all the children
could easily see his bare cock again from the side.  The crowd continued to
scream.  He covered his bottom with the remaining balloon as he danced with
his back to the crowd.

   The song was about three quarters through when Regan turned around to
face them again.  He made an embarrassed face but no attempt to hide his
bum now.  He danced from side to side a few times before taking out the
pin, which had been kept in his left hand all along.  He popped the balloon
and acted shocked and surprised.  Instead of covering up, he ran about in
small circles with his hands up in distress.  His hard shaved cock was
there for all to see.

   Some of the children were laughing so much they were in tears.  The two
13 year-olds were gasping as they saw his aroused member.  The adults were
laughing too and pretending to be shocked.  Regan jumped off the patio and
ran about among the people feigning distress and embarrassment.  Finally
the music stopped and Jessica's Mum clapped her hands a couple of times. 
Regan pretended to hide behind the woman and the 5 year-old.  He looked at
the little girl's naked bottom.

   "Right people" shouted Jessica's Mum, "let's hear it for the naked man!"
There were screams and applause.  Regan realised that he was a success but
it didn't register because he caught a glimpse of the 5 year-old's little
bald pussy.  So cute, so bald.  How he wished he could lick it.  Jessica's
Mum waved her hands.  "Now.  Calm down girls" she said.  "Jessie darling,
come and stand over here." A girl with a pink top and tight green hotpants
came up to the front.  The hotpants were so small the hem went above her
bottom crease.  They were also so thin that not much was left to the
imagination.  She was very cute and slim and had wavy blond hair. 
"Normally, I wouldn't let my little girl do this....  but...  since she is
such a friggin' tart already...." There was a huge cheer.  To say that this
crowd was low class was an understatement.  She beckoned Regan over and
motioned him to bend over.  He already knew what to expect so he did as he
was told.  He still made no attempt to hide himself.  "Jessie, you now get
to spank the stripper ten times." The crowd said: "Now, now, now, now, now,
now, now..." in a repetitive rhythm.  Jessica smiled and spanked Regan with
her hand.  She spanked again and again and each time the crowd cheered and
clapped.  Finally she spanked him one last time quite hard.  Regan reeled
with feigned pain.  It hadn't really hurt but he pretended it had.  He
stood up and ran about in a small circle again.  There was laughter and
then a short pause.

   Jessica's Mum waited for quiet.  "And now, Jessie, we have a surprise
for you!" "What is it Mum?" replied Jessie.  Jessie's Mum put a wooden
stool on the patio stage.  "The surprise is this.  It's your birthday, so
you must be humiliated too." "What do you mean...?" Jessie paused and then
squealed.  "No Mum!  No!  You can't do that!" "You have a choice Jessie. 
You can pull down your own pants or your friends will pull them down for
you." "You meanie!  You meanie!  I hate you.  You are really horrible. 
Everyone will see me." Her Mum folded her arms and said "Well?" It was
clear however that Jessie wasn't distressed at all.  She stuck out her
tongue and then wiggled her bottom out of her cute green hotpants.  Regan
was stunned to see her perfectly formed bald little cunt.  So smooth, so
cute!!!  She turned round and he saw the sexiest cutest bottom ever.  No
wonder her Mum wanted to show her off.  "Balloons man will sit down and you
Jess are to lie over his lap.  To Regan's surprise Jessie bent over his lap
without a fuss.  He looked at her creamy, perfectly rude, perfectly nude,
bare bottom.  He had never in his life imagined that he would be here with
an erect cock spanking a 9 year-old's bare bottom - and in public!  He
started spanking, not too hard, and as he did so he began enjoying it.  He
spanked her ten times and then she got up and pulled up her little green
pants.  He glimpsed her perfect little pussy again just before she did so.

   That was the end of the gig.  He knew that stripper gigs were always
very short.  He left the garden, got dressed and collected the money.

   Just as he was about to go, both of the young teen girls approached him
in the hallway.  "Hi Mr Balloons....  I was wondering...  um...  would you
do a sleepover party for my friends and me, tomorrow night" said one of
them, who was a stunning black-haired girl with blue eyes.  She wore a
white micro skirt with a split and a white bikini top.  "Hmm...  maybe, how
old are your friends?" asked Regan.  "We're year 7, so we're 12 or well
maybe...11.  How much is it?" asked the other girl, who was a very slim
blond and who had sexy pink shorts and a gold bikini top.  "It's two
hundred pounds" replied Regan.  "Two hundred pounds!" exclaimed both the
girls.  "Well that's the agency fee" said Regan, but he didn't want to miss
an opportunity.  "Of course I could do it a bit cheaper if you just do it
through me." "How much is that then?" she asked.  "Well...  normally eighty
pounds." "Oh no, we can't afford anything like that" replied the girl.  She
was about to turn away but Regan didn't want to lose this chance.  "Look, I
tell you what.  Since I'm in Swansea, I could stay here for one more day.
I'll do it for free just one time." "For free?" replied the girl.  Her face
lit up.  "Yeah, I can do it for free only there is a condition.  To get me
for free you and your friends will have to do something naked...  all of
you." "Oh my God!" exclaimed the blond.  "What do you take us for?" "Well,
it's free.  All you have to do is persuade your friends." The two girls
looked pensive for a moment.  Then the black-haired girl spoke.  "Well we
might" she said, "I don't know about our friends but I might..  depends...
My name is Dania.  What about you Chelsea?" Chelsea grinned in a very
naughty way.  "Uh..  yeah I dunno...  maybe." Regan took Dania's address
and number and left.  A maybe was good enough.

   He slept in the car to save a hotel bill.  The next day, he arrived as
planned.  He was struck by the black-haired Dania and her startling blue
eyes again when she opened the door.  She looked like a goth.  He was
whisked upstairs by Dania in secret and he had to undress.  Downstairs he
heard a gaggle of girls voices.  After blowing up his balloons, he went
downstairs.

   As Regan appeared in the lounge doorway, there was a shriek of laughter
followed by a hail of screams.  Automatically, he launched into his dance.
He looked and saw that there were six 11 or 12 year olds on two sofas and
Dania had just sat down in an armchair.  One girl was wearing black socks
up high on her thighs, which made them look like suspenders.  He caught
sight of two bare bellies, a pierced lip ring, several tattoos and two
triangles of knickers.  They didn't look anything like the 12 yr olds he
was used to back home.  There seemed to be an awfully large amount of bare
flesh.

   Regan continued his dance, wearing his best embarrassed face.  They
squealed when they saw his bare bottom for the first time and went into
hysterics when a balloon went whizzing off to the other side of the room.
As Regan looked at all the bare legs he felt his cock growing more erect.
The time had come to lose his second balloon.  As it went whizzing off he
made the failed attempt to retrieve it giving them the first good look at
his cock.  He had painstakenly shaven it as bald as a little boys willy and
there was another deafening scream when they saw it.

   With feigned embarrassment he covered it quickly with that last balloon,
running around in small circles.  The girls laughed hysterically, two of
them to tears.  This time however, he didn't cover it properly and they
could easily see his cock as he turned to the side.  "Cock!  Fucking
cock!!!" screamed the girl in the black socks.  "Get that in your minge!!!"
laughed one of the girls with a tattoo.  She looked barely ten.  Regan
couldn't believe such language coming from such a young mouth.  Where had a
girl of 11 learned that?  Christ.

   He caught sight of their wide eyes and open mouths.  Finally, the moment
came and the last balloon went whizzing off.  For a good two seconds he
stood there exposed.  Then he held his rapidly swelling cock with two
fingers and ran again in small circles with feigned embarrassment.  Of
course, now the 11 year-olds could see nearly ALL of his cock.  It wasn't
even properly covered.  They screamed and laughed and pointed.

   The song ended and Regan stood there naked before them.  For a good 30
seconds they continued to laugh and point and swear.  He dropped his hand
and let them have a really good look.  Finally, they had mostly stopped and
Dania waved them to silence.  "Balloons man!  So what's next now?  Regan
cleared his throat.  "Ah...  right.  I...  well.  I have a game.  I dance
to the next track and you er...  throw all your clothes at me." "Is that
it?" said Dania sharply.  "That's a shitty game and it's too quick
besides." The girls were more serious now.  "Well, ok how about you throw
your knickers at me?" suggested Regan quickly.  To his surprise the girls
looked blankly at him.  "Look we're not fucking throwing anything at you,
balloons man" said Dania.  Regan was temporarily caught off his guard.  He
thought that maybe meant maybe they would do something.

   Regan tried again.  "If you throw your knickers at me, I will give you
each a bar of chocolate." He congratulated himself on his inspiration. 
Girls like chocolate, a known fact.  But Dania was unimpressed.  "Nah, I
got masses of chocolate for my birthday." Regan was struggling.  "I could
give you ten quid then, ten quid each if you get naked." The girl next to
Dania shook her shoulder.  "Dania, that's ten pounds!" Dania yawned.  "I
got loadsa money too fur me birthday too." The girl next to her shook her
shoulder again.  "...But for fifty quid each, we'll play naked forfeits."
"Fifty quid?" Regan thought about his bank balance.  He could probably just
manage that.  After all this was once in a lifetime.  He nodded.  "Ok but
one hundred quid each and black dog rules.  No exceptions" said Dania.  Her
friends froze and turned white.  "Dania" said Chelsea in a loud whisper,
"we can't play black dog rules...  that's....thats...." Her face was ashen.
Regan wondered what was going on.  "We can and we are.  You HAVE to do
anything I say.  Anything I say and you can't say no." Dania was now
looking round at her friends, who were looking very scared indeed.  She
clapped her hands.  "Good.  One hundered quid each then." I didn't even nod
but she assumed a yes.  I knew that I'd have to withdraw money from two
accounts to do this.  For a few seconds, you could have heard a pin drop.
Then Dania spoke again.

   "Ok, we roll the dice.  If you roll a one or a six you have to do a
forfeit - and I will say what it is." A couple of the girls nodded but they
were suddenly very serious now.  It was clear that Dania was completely in
charge.  "Good.  Now let me first introduce us balloons man.  This is Fay."
She pointed out the girl with long black socks.  Fay was a slim brunette
with large blue eyes.

   "This here is Faheema..." Faheema was obviously Indian or Pakistani. 
She was very pretty with smooth brown skin.  She wore a skimpy top that
showed most of her belly and very thin cotton shorts.  Regan wondered how
mother let her out like this.  The only explanation must be that she had
got changed here.  "This is my best friend Chelsea" continued Dania. 
Chelsea had several tattoos - one on her belly and two on her arms. 
Despite this, she was a stunning little blond beauty that still looked very
pretty.  She had smooth white skin and was showing him her white panties.
"Oh yeah...and this is Lauren" said Jessica rather dismissively, pointing
to a small, shy looking girl who was dressed in a sensible skirt, a cute T
shirt, pink socks and sandals.  She was the only one who didn't look tarty.
"And not forgetting Jade" stated Jessica finally as she pointed to a
brown-haired girl, who had pale skin and several tattoos like Chelsea. 
"Fucking cock!!!" said Jade pointing to Regan's dick.  They all screamed
with laughter again but Dania waved her hands and they all looked ashen
again.

   "Ok, like I said.  If you get a one or a six you do a forfeit and
anything I say." "Dania," interupted Chelsea, "you know we don't have to do
this...  we could...." "No!  We HAVE to!!!" exclaimed Dania.  There was two
seconds silence.  "What if you throw a one or a six?" asked Regan.  "The
same.  I make up a forfeit.  Everyone knows I will do any fucking thing."
"And me?" said Regan.  "You shut your face till you're needed" she said
harshly.  Regan was slightly taken aback but happy to at least watch.  The
attention now turned to the game but despite that Regan's cock remained
hard.  The girls arranged themselves in a circle on the carpet and Regan
sat up on a sofa.

   There were two throws and then Faheema threw a one.  "Faheema, remove
your socks" said Dania.  Faheema did so.  Another throw and Chelsea threw a
six.  Fay threw a one but she wasn't wearing socks.  "Chelsea, remove your
socks.  Fay, skirt off." They did so.  Lauren and Jade skipped then Dania
threw a one.  "Me, take off my socks" she said, following her own orders.
Jade skipped as did Faheema.  Chelsea threw another six.  "Chelsea, remove
your top" said Dania.  Chelsea removed her top to reveal two bee-sting
tits. Now all she wore was a mini-skirt and panties.  It was Lauren's turn
and she threw a one.  Dania clapped her hands and drew in a deep breath. 
"Lauren, take off all your clothes now and suck his cock." She pointed a
skinny finger at Regan.  Lauren looked distressed.  "But...  but that's not
fair Dania....  !"

   "Your Mum said not to do that!" said Chelsea in a whisper that was so
loud everyone could hear.  Lauren looked pleadingly at the other girls but
no one offered help.  "You HAVE to do it!" demanded Dania.  "Black dog
rules.  You swore when you were invited to my party that you would do
anything at all, no matter how rude or wrong it was.  You said you would do
it and we're playing by the rules." Lauren whimpered.  "Do it!" demanded
Dania.  "If you want to be in our gang, you have to do the initiation." "Do
it!  Do it!  Do it!  Do it!" chanted the other girls.  "Alright!  I'll do
it" sobbed Lauren, "but it's really unfair to make me do that when everyone
else only has to remove a sock." "It's not about fair.  I already said
that. It's about doing it, that's the game."

   Lauren slowly pulled off her cute top and started unbuckling her
sandals. She seemed to take an age and Regan admired her completely flat
chest as she did so.  Finally she stood up and unbuttoned her sensible
skirt.  Then with a last look round she pulled both her skirt and panties
down in one movement.  Her face was red with embarrassment and shame. 
Regan saw the completely bald pussy of a girl who was clearly in the early
months of 11 years old.  "Now suck his fucking cock!" said Jessica harshly.
She sounded just like her mother as her voice pitch rose high.  Regan had
almost forgotten what the instruction was and the meaning of it suddenly
dawned on him.  Lauren came forward and kneeled in front of him.  "Suck it
you fat bitch!  said Dania.  Lauren was not a bit fat but the order seemed
to fit.  Although Regan knew he shouldn't do this, he was in too deep now.
Besides their mother was out and these girls obviously wouldn't be telling
her they had disobeyed.

   The small naked 11 year-old kneeled between his legs and opened her tiny
mouth.  Gently her little baby tongue reached out.  His hard shaven cock
desperately wanted to fuck her mouth.  Her rosy lips closed over his huge
polished knob and began to suck.  It was glorious to feel for the first
time a real little girl on his cock.  She came off and licked him up the
side of his shaft.  Then she glanced over at Dania again who did not change
her ernest face.  Regan let out a short groan of pleasure.  Lauren opened
her mouth wide and sucked him full on, holding his dick shaft with both her
little hands.  "Good girl" said Dania calmly.  To Regan's disappointment
she came off.  "Now sit down bitch." Lauren went back to her place.  "Jade
your throw." Jade got a four.  Dania got a three, Faheema, Chelsea, Lauren
and Jade all skipped.  Fay had to remove another item.  The next six was
Dania.  "Me - take off my skirt and pants and have my cunt licked." She
smiled like it was nothing at all.

   Regan was delighted.  What a dream!  Dania pulled down her skirt and
pants and lay down with her legs spread apart a step away from the circle.
Her pussy had just a few first hairs on it.  But Regan's dream was only for
a moment.  She turned to Faheema and said "Lick it, Paki." Faheema did not
look as shocked as Lauren had.  Perhaps she had been in the gang for a
while.  Obediently, Faheema kneeled on all fours over Dania's spread legs
and bowed her head towards her cunt.  This forced Faheema's bum right in
the air.

   But Dania suddenly raised her hand from her reclining position.  "Wait!
Faheema lick my cunt.  Lauren, pull down Faheema's pants and lick her bum
hole.  " Lauren looked horrified.  "No!  That's horrid!  That's really
horrid!  It's not even my turn." "Who said anything about turns" retorted
Dania.  "Lick her Paki bumhole you slut.  If you don't, you know what will
happen." She didn't say what this was and Regan wondered what it could
possibly be.  What could be so scary?  What the fuck was going on?  What
was this black dog?

   The naked Lauren approached Faheema on her knees.  The tears were
rolling down her cheeks.  She wimpered uncontrollably.  "Lick the dirty
pooh from her bum you shit!!!" screached Dania.  She sounded like a witch
as Faheema continued to lick unabated.  Lauren gingerly pulled down her
thin cotton shorts as she shook visibly.  It was actually really horny to
see this.  Faheema's bare brown arse and bald pussy were exposed and she
had such smooth beautiful skin that Regan couldn't stop a small amount of
pre-cum dripping out.  From the floor, Jessica sounded like the exorcist as
she screamed: "Lick it!  You fucking Paki!  Lick her, Lauren you fucking
Paki-lover, lick her Paki bum hole!" At the same time, Dania appeared to be
getting off on Faheema who was licking her cunt.

   Lauren began choking but the threat was somehow too much; she looked
like she was going to be sick.  This threat that Regan knew nothing about
must have been terrible because Lauren screwed up her face and stuck out
her tongue and put it right in Faheema's anus.  She let out a loud
suppressed squeak and scream as she did it but still she held her tongue
right in her bum.  Faheema, by comparison was happily licking Dania's cunt
and she was groaning.  This went on for about three minutes as Dania
enjoyed having her cunt licked immensely.  Finally, she raised her hand. 
"Stop!  Alright, let's carry on" she sighed in a rather bored voice.

   They rearranged themselves and continued the game.  This time it was
Jade who had to forfeit.  "Jade..." Dania paused to think for a moment. 
"Jade, since you haven't lost anything yet, Jade strip naked, run around
the room and then snog the balloons man."

   Jade seemed to celebrate her loss and enthusiastically disrobed and ran
about the room laughing.  Then she stopped as if drunk and sat across
Regan's lap.  She sunk her lips into Regan like a pro.  Being snogged by a
naked 11 year old was not just arousing, it was exotic.  But it didn't last
long and soon she pulled off and the game continued.

   At this point, Jade and Lauren were naked, Chelsea wore only a skirt and
pants, Fay only pants, Faheema only wore a thin top and Dania was
bottomless.  Dania threw a two, Lauren a four, Jade a five, Chelsea a six
and Faheema a two.  "Ok so now Chelsea take your pants off." "But I still
have a skirt" she said with a grin.  "Yeah, but someone is going to be
fucked and Mr Balloons man needs to see pussy." This was news to Regan. 
She took her pants off.  "Good.  Now Mr Balloons man, you have to choose
someone to fuck." Chelsea cut in again in a loud hiss.  "But Dania...  you
know what your Mum said!" "Mum is not here" stated Dania triumphantly. 
"So, Mr Balloons man, which one of us do you want to fuck the most?"

   It was quite a treat for Regan; he'd never expected this, not even in
his wildest dreams.  He looked around at the girls.  They were all pretty
and they all had something special but there was one girl whose innocence
and girlishness made her more sexually arousing than all the others by far.
He knew she'd been through a lot but he couldn't help himself.  "I'd like
Lauren.  I like Lauren the best" he said decisively.  Dania cut in.  "Good,
oh and by the way, whoever you choose has to strip off in a men's chat room
every night for a week." "No!" said Lauren.  "I've stripped off loads of
times in front of my web cam" replied Dania, once again with a bored tone.
This put a whole new light on it.  He believed every bit that Dania HAD
stripped off lots of times.  But Dania wasn't finished.  "AND...." she held
Regan's gaze, "whoever you just chose also has to let us post nude photos
of her all over the internet."

   "No!!!  No!!!  You can't do that, that's horrible.  Those photos will be
there forever!" cried Lauren with horror.  She sobbed.  "Lauren," retorted
Dania, "if you aren't quiet we will have to add another forfeit." "What I
meant was, it's just unfair to make me do that" explained Lauren in a high
squeak.  But Dania was quick off the mark.  "Since you insist on talking
Lauren, you will have to strip naked every time we change for PE and stay
naked in front of all the boys and Mr Harris for five minutes." Lauren
screamed and the tears were rolling down her cheeks.  "And for that scream,
you will have to go round Mr Harris' house and ask to have sex with him."
Lauren was finally learning.  She bit her lip hard and went silent but her
face told a very different story.  She was red and shaking violently as the
tears continued to roll.

   Dania breathed in with satisfaction.  She composed herself.  "Now Mr
Balloons man, would you kindly fuck our dearest Lauren now?  You'll find
she won't protest." "I would like to fuck her" said Regan, "But can you
tell me, what are black dog rules?" Dania waved her hand airily like it was
nothing.  "Oh last year some girl wouldn't do what I told her.  I said if
she refused she would die.  Well, in the afternoon she got a headache and
had to go home.  Next day they told us she died, silly bitch." "The school
said it was a brain hemorage" added Chelsea.  Chelsea looked fearful and
her forehead creased.  Her eyes were dark and serious.  "Then this black
dog came and stood in the playground for two days.  We thought it was lost
but it just stood there.  Everyone, even the teachers said it was a death
dog.  Mrs Watts was crying for a week." "And you say you did that?" Chelsea
spoke up.  "She did.  Dania said she would die." Regan was beginning to see
that this event, a very strange coincidence, had been manipulated by Dania.
What a clever little girl.  Who'd have thought.....

   Lauren lay on her back on the carpet and spread her legs wide apart. 
Regan looked at her bald cunt.  Her pose reminded him of a thousand child
porn pictures he had seen.  How he loved that pose.  Knowing that she would
be forced to pose for nude photos by her friends and that those photos
would then be posted on the internet only made him harder.  He thought of
all those men who would appreciate that.  He arranged himself on top and
entered her cunt.  It was dry and he couldn't get in more than half an
inch.

   "I need oil" he said.  "Oil!" ordered Dania.  When no one got up she
realised it was her own house and that she was best placed to go and find
it.  She went and came back with a bottle of crisp n' dry.  It was
liberally applied and Regan entered once again.  This time he was able to
get right in smoothly.  He began fucking Lauren.  The girls watched as his
hard rigid member entered her innocent hole and he began thrusting it right
inside her.  "He's fucking fucking her!" laughed Chelsea.  "He's really
doing it!" giggled Jade with glee.  Laura made a high but supressed noise
of pain but her face was resolute.  With the threat of the black dog over
her, she had no choice.

   The sound of all the girls giggling mixed with Laura's strains was too
much for Regan.  He ejaculated and let out a deep groan.  His cock spurted
hard into Lauren's cervix.  He rammed it right up to the hilt so that his
balls smacked her cute little bum.  Then he withdrew.  His cock slipped out
as it continued to spurt white cum all over her pussy.

   Ten minutes later, Regan was in his car and driving down the road.  He
couldn't believe the events of that evening.  He knew no one would tell. 
In any case, he had given a false name and an unregistered mobile to the
agency.  No one knew who he was.  He pressed the brake.  Huh!  He hadn't
even had to pay his hundred quid to each girl!  What the fuck?  They'd
forgotten and he had forgotten.

   Just then his mobile rang.  It was Mark.  "James" said Mark, using the
fake name Regan had supplied.  "We've had two referrals from the barbecue
you did yesterday.  Seems you were a success.  There is a paddling pool
party for some five year olds and another nine year-old.  I'll text the
dates." Mark hung up.

   "Oh my fucking Lord" said Regan to himself aloud.  He smiled and looked
at himself in the rear mirror.  Beryl was right.  Comedy was way more
lucrative than sexy.