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 This is a fictional story and in no way am I promoting sex between adults
and children in anyway.



   Julie's Meal Ticket, Part 2 Contact the author at:
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   Julie could think of nothing else.  A week had passed since Brandon's
first photo shoot and subsequent fucking and still Julie had only those
visions in her mind.  After Brandon got cleaned up and Julie took him home
she had tried to explain her actions.  She told him that it was just to
make sure he got the job.  She tried to concentrate on the positive parts
for him.  Reminding him how good he felt when the girl played with his
cock. She told him how pretty he was and that they all loved him.  She said
that the sex stuff was no big deal and all actors and models did it. 
Brandon still had not fully gotten over his mom's betrayal, but as time
passed he did think more about the girl stroking his dick than the man
plowing his ass.  He was also happy with the new xbox and other toys his
mom bought him out of guilt and with her new found money.



   Money was the problem though.  Julie went through the money paid to them
pretty fast.  She assumed that other calls would come from the studio and
that Brandon could make more money.  So instead of getting up to date on
all the bills, Julie splurged a little.  But as the time passed Julie began
to wonder what mistakes she made.  She constantly checked the phone for a
dial tone.  The studio however knew exactly what they were doing.  Brandon
was not the first boy they photographed after all.  They knew that a little
money would quickly corrupt Julie and make them even more desperate for
additional work.  It was this desperation that they counted on.  For in
desperate times, moms were willing to do despicable acts.



   So after almost a month the phone finally rang.  The studio had a
project that might be perfect for Brandon, but they needed Julie to come in
first to approve it.  Julie's mouth hung open, her eyes filled with tears,
and her pussy tingled with the itch of desire.  Julie's mind kept saying
no. No to any of it, it was depraved, sick, disgusting, and immoral.  She
just couldn't let them do this to Brandon.  The studio told Julie that she
didn't have any options.  Not only was she desperate for the money, but
they had her on film telling them to fuck Brandon.  They did not say this
as so much a threat as a gentle reminder.  They gave her assurances that
other boys, many other boys, have done these things and more and that they
were all just fine.  She saw how Brandon recovered from his first fucking,
this time would be even quicker.  Against all reason and with more lust and
greed than sense Julie agreed to their sick plan.



   The day came for the next photo shoot.  Julie led Brandon into the
studio where he was quickly whisked away for preparation.  The next time
she saw him he was naked strapped into some sort of sling.  Braces wrapped
around his thighs and upper arms.  It looked like a sex swing with
counterweights so Brandon could be leant back, tilted forward, thighs open
or closed.  No matter how he was positioned the swing would keep him there.
Brandon also had a ball gag in at the moment.  He looked helpless and
beautiful.  His eyes light up with fear as he saw three people enter the
room.



   All three had on dominatrix masks giving them an evil appearance.  The
first two were large men, one white, one black.  Both of the men stood over
6'2 and had cocks that hung halfway to their knees when soft.  The third
person was a women, much shorter than the men.  Besides the hood, she also
had on a suit that covered her middle, but let her tits hang out.  She also
had on leather underwear with a convenient opening to let her pussy breath.




   Brandon shook with fear as he noticed the paddle in the one mans hand
and the cattails in the others.  The women carried only a rocket type
device.  It was in fact a tapered dildo used for stretching little whores.
Julie looked at the three masked figures in the mirror disbelieving what
she was seeing.  Her stomach filled with butterflies as her cunt steamed
with longing.  She longed to be in the swing, she wanted those huge cocks
in her, she wanted to be at their mercy.  She was suddenlty angry at
Brandon.  It was his little ass they wanted, his perfect little body that
made men hard.  With these thoughts the guilt and hesitation passed and she
nodded into the mirror at the three hooded bandits.



   The men and woman walked towards Brandon tilting him backwards and
spreading his arms and legs out.  They used their free hands to gently
stroke him all over his little body.  They caressed his face, his hair, his
armpits, his chest and stomach.  The women wasted no time in spreading the
boys legs wide and stepping in between them.  She grabbed his small
hairless cock and began to rapidly jack it up and down.  Pulling hard on it
at first, then gently caressing the boys privates.  She leaned down to give
a slight blow of wind over the boys genitalia causing the boys cock to
twitch slightly.  The women caressed gently around the boys balls
encircling them with her fingers, then with a hard squeeze she pull the
balls hard away from the boys body making Brandon scream into his gag.



   The boy was lowered further and the white man stepped behind Brandon's
head tilting it backwards.  He removed the ball gag and started to slap
Brandon's face with his hardened cock.  The woman, seeing this, squeezed
the boys balls hard causing Brandon to scream.  The man wasted no time in
pushing his stiff cock into the boys throat.  The man let Brandon's head
drop now that it was being held up by his cock.  You could see him bucking
his hips into the boy causing his cock to be forced deep into the boys
esophagus.  Tears flowed out of Brandon's eyes while the mans balls now
smacked into his forehead.  The woman lifted the boys legs and leaned down
to start tonguing his tight boy pussy.



   As the man continued to saw his long cock deep into Brandon's throat the
women added a finger into the boys ass.  Her nails made him jump as she
roughly fucked her finger in and out of his expanding pussy.  The other man
came over and started to rub the boys chest, stomach and pecs roughly
manhandling the boy.  After he pinched the boys nipple causing Brandon to
jerk even more violently in his hanging position the man raised up the
small cat-o-nine whip and brought it down fast on the boys stomach.  The
man who was face fucking Brandon quickly withdrew his cock letting the boy
scream and wail with the pain.  The women shoved three fingers in the boys
tight anus showing no mercy as the man brought the whip down now over the
boys face.

   Julie looked into the mirror again to see the man whip little Brandon
now over his pubic region.  The way he was carrying on screaming and
thrashing about did not make his mother have any sympathy for him. 
Instead, Julie looked up and into the eyes of the black man who was fisting
his large cock waiting for his turn with the boys ass.  Julie nodded to him
and with that the women pulled her three fingers out of Brandon's ass and
backed away.  The man quickly stepped forward and with his drug induced
steel hard on he shoved half of its length into the boy with a massive
thrust.

   The woman now took her turn to step to Brandon's head.  A thin stool was
placed under the boys head for support as the woman proceeded to straddle
his face.  She started to rub her wet pussy up and down over his forehead,
nose and mouth.  Then man fucking Brandon started to go at him brutally,
thrusting hard into him and occasionally squeezing the poor boy's balls. 
With every scream out of Brandon's mouth the woman grinded her pussy into
his mouth, relishing the feel of the scream deep into her cunt.  The man
and woman seemed to cum as the same time.  Brandon's face was soaked with
pussy juice as cum leaked out of his ass.  A voice from the corner of the
room announced "it's time".  These two words made Julie's heart drop as she
knew what it was time for.

   Brandon was repositioned so his legs were pulled back farther and wider,
bringing his open and leaking boy hole into plain view.  The woman walked
around to between the boys legs and paused with a hesitant look in her
eyes. Again from the corner of the room the man said "it's time".  With
that the woman brought her hand up to Brandon's ass and started to force
three, then for fingers into it.  It took a tremendous amount of strength
and resolve by the woman, but eventually her thumb disappeared with the
rest of her fingers into Brandon's ass.  The boy passed out with the pain,
but was quickly brought back around with smelling salts.  The woman now
started to thrust her fist in and out of Brandon fucking him starting to
bury her arm inside him.

   As she forced her wrist and forearm into Brandon the black man came up
behind her and unzipped her mask from the back.  The white man went to
Brandon's head and lifted the boy by his hair so he could see the woman's
face.  Suddenly the black man pulled the mask off of the woman's face. 
Brandon's screaming and crying stopped as he looked into his mother's eyes.
Julie stared back and then thrust her hand harder into his bowels eliciting
another scream from within him.  Harder and deeper she did this hearing
Brandon cry "mommy" the entire time.  When Julie finally pulled her hand
out of Brandon's gaping ass she quickly went down on Brandon's lifeless
cock.  Sucking and licking it, trying to coax any life into it for the
final part of the script.



   It never really got hard, but it got stiff enough for her to reposition
Brandon with his legs down and then for her to mount and get his dick
inside her cunt.  Julie visibly came within seconds and quickly slapped her
son across his face as she did.  For the final torment she went around to
Brandon's face and, squatting over it, pissed over the boys mouth and nose
forcing the boy to swallow or drown in the process.  The two men quickly
followed suit and emptied their bladders into the boys mouth with Brandon
choking and gagging through the whole process.

   Julie cried quietly in the corner as the men in the room took turns
using her son.  The camera men, sound men, and it seemed many random office
workers stepped up to her son to forcibly fuck him in any free hole.  She
cried out with despair at what she had done to him.  Her pussy, however,
moistened again when she thought of all the money he was going to make her.