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 Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 21

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   Dr.  Richard's left Andrea in her room to rest after the night of
decadence with her brother-in-law, Doug.  He gave her a sedative that would
ensure she got a good night's sleep and then joined Edgar in his study.

   "Well, doctor?" Edgar asked, rising from his chair.

   "Oh, she'll be fine.  There is some bruising in her throat, but nothing
serious.  I've put her on an antibiotic just as a precaution to guard
against infection," Richard's explained.

   "That's good to hear.  Doug was pounding her throat like a maniac,"
Edgar added.

   "Yes, you're fortunate there wasn't more damage considering the size of
that boy's cock," he chuckled.

   "And her cunt?" Edgar asked.

   "I did an internal and could find no serious damage.  Her cervix will
return to its normal state in due time," Dr.  Richards explained.

   "Anything else?" Edgar asked.

   "Not really.  A woman's vagina is rather resilient.  Don't worry.  It
will return to its normal state and be as tight as ever, Edgar."

   Edgar looked somewhat disappointed.

   "What exactly were you expecting?" asked the doctor.

   "Well, to be perfectly honest, I thought she might be stretched out
somewhat."

   "Oh, no, my friend, it doesn't work like that," he laughed.  "You've
been reading too much fiction.  Think about the whole birthing process.  Do
you think every woman who has had a child walks around with a large gaping
hole?  A new born baby is much larger than what Andrea took last night."

   "Yes, I see what you mean," he laughed.

   "I hate to cut this short, but I must get to the office.  Patients are
waiting," the doctor said amiably as he walked towards the door.  "It's not
too many people who can get me to make a house call."

   Edgar walked the doctor to the door.

   "Thank you for coming on such short notice," he said.

   "You're quite welcome, Edgar," he replied as he headed for his car.



   Doug slept soundly that night, but the next morning he was filled with
guilt at the realization of what had occurred the previous night.  It was
incest or was it?  He was so confused.  He fucked his sister-in-law!

   The very thought of his sister-in-law got him hard as he lay there in
bed.  His cock was huge, and he was discovering that it demanded a lot of
attention.  Even after cuming three times yesterday, he now could feel the
sleeping tiger waking and demanding to be fed.



   The Lake Placid Community Church was nestled on a hilltop outside the
village.  It was a rather small congregation of believers who were very
active in the community.  The Rev.  Richard Matthews was the minister of
that church for over thirty years and was a respected member of the
community.  His high moral standards were admired by many.

   The community was an extremely conservative one that thrived on the
tourist trade.  The area was known for its fine skiing in the winter and
the beauty of the Adirondacks in the summer.  Lake Placid itself attracted
many tourists who enjoyed camping and the great outdoors.  The only sore
spot in the whole area was a run down bar off the main highway called The
Roost that featured topless dancers.  Many in this conservative community
protested and sought to shut the place down, but all of their attempts
failed.

   Rev.  Richard Matthews was the most vocal in speaking out against this
establishment which he referred to as a den of sin that was corrupting the
community.  He petitioned the town council just last month demanding that
the place be closed.  His pleas fell upon deaf ears as they pointed out
that no laws were being broken, and they had no grounds to close the place.


   He was aware that some of his parishioners frequented the establishment,
and he found it unconscionable that they would even consider patronizing
such a den of sin.  He knew that removing the source of temptation was the
best way to rid the community of this evil.

   Edgar had followed the situation closely and actually was instrumental
in keeping the strip joint open.  Dropping a few thousand here and there
established his influence on the town council.  Money talked, and Edgar had
plenty of it to throw around.



   It was two days later.  Edgar and Andrea sat in the dining room enjoying
a leisurely breakfast.  He found her adventuresome spirit refreshing.  She
was young and naïve and willing to try just about anything.  She had
recovered remarkable fast from her encounter with her brother-in-law.

   One side effect of that sinful night with Doug was the visions she had
of his massive cock ravaging her.  She wanted to taste his cock as it
filled her belly with cum.  She was plagued by these thoughts day and night
and secretly hoped there would be other opportunities for them to get
together.  It wasn't her fault that Julie would never savor or feel that
huge tool entering her tight pussy.  She had herself to think about and
wouldn't be deprived just because of her big sister.  She lived in her
shadow for far too long.

   The only regret that she harbored from that evening with Doug was the
fact that she wasn't able to take the whole thing into her throat.  She
felt as if she was a failure and wanted another opportunity to prove
herself.

   "And how do you feel?" Edgar asked.

   "I feel fine," Andrea answered.

   "Good, Dr.  Richards said that you held up remarkably well," he said.

   "Edgar, having Doug fuck me was amazing!" Andrea exclaimed.

   "It was that good?" Edgar asked.

   "Oh, God yes!  I can't stop thinking about his huge cock," Andrea
answered.

   "I'm glad you enjoy sex so much, my dear," Edgar added.

   "Isn't that what you wanted?" Andrea queried.

   "I'm not complaining," he smiled.  "It is what it is."

   "Have you had any time to think about my request?" Andrea asked.

   "And what request was that?" Edgar asked, playing dumb.

   "You know, about the snakes," Andrea replied.

   "Yes, as a matter of fact, I have," he replied.

   "And?" She asked.

   "It's too dangerous to allow Felix to have that kind of freedom.  I
wouldn't trust him alone at night in your bed," he replied.  "However, the
Albinos are another matter.  I don't see any reason why they couldn't take
up permanent residence in your suite."

   Andrea was thrilled.  She got up and walked around to give Edgar a big
kiss and hug.  Her tits moved seductively, confined in her tight tank top.

   "Thank you so much," she said, burying her tongue in his mouth.

   Andrea showed no inhibitions whatsoever.  It was hard to believe that
this was the same girl that only a short time ago was preparing to attend
Landover Bible School.  She was now making up for lost time.

   "Keep in mind the consequences of allowing the Albinos suckle on your
tits too long," he warned.

   "I've seen the videos," she reminded him.

   "Yes, that's true.  Then use your own discretion," he said.

   Andrea sauntered back to her chair and continued eating her breakfast.
She was content, knowing that the Albinos were hers.

   "How would you like to go out tomorrow night?" Edgar asked.

   "That would be wonderful!" Andrea replied.

   "I thought I might take you to The Roost," he suggested.

   "The Roost?" She asked.  "Isn't that the topless joint just outside Lake
Placid?"

   "Yes, it is!" Egger replied.

   "I can't go there!  My father would kill me.  He's been trying to close
that place down for years," she explained.

   "I know," he replied.

   "Besides, there may be people there that know me.  I know for a fact
that some members of my father's congregation frequent that place.  I'm
also sure that some of the guys from my high school go there," she said.

   "Yes, and you will go there tomorrow night for all those reasons.  I've
even arranged for you to be the evening's entertainment."

   "Edgar, you can't be serious!" she exclaimed.

   "I'm very serious.  I want you to be seen in public, and if someone you
know sees you, all the better," he said.

   "It's not about me, Edgar.  It's my father.  You may have transformed me
into a total slut; but I love my father and that would destroy him," she
stated with a note of distress in her voice.

   "Be that as it may, arrangements have already been made.  You are the
entertainment for the evening.  We'll discuss the other problem later," he
replied with no emotion in his voice.

   For the first time since she was duped by Edgar over a month ago, she
was frightened.  Exposing herself in front of people she knew would destroy
her father, not just his position in the church but mentally and
emotionally, it would be devastating.



   At 9:00 PM the following evening, the limo pulled up in front of The
Roost.  It was a Saturday night and the place was crowded.  The owner,
Steve Haskins, advertized all week long that there would be special
entertainment tonight, and in a small community like this, news spread
quickly.

   Edgar led a reluctant Andrea around to the back service entrance.  She
was fairly certain that all would go well after Edgar's change of heart.



   Haskins walked out onto the dimly lit stage.  He looked out at the group
of raucous men who had gathered here this night in anticipation of the
special entertainment that was promised.  The crowd was much larger than
usual.

   Haskins picked up the microphone and spoke to the crowd.

   "I'd like to welcome you here tonight.  I promise that you won't be
disappointed.  The young vixen who will be entertaining you is an absolute
sight to behold.  The Roost is proud to present Andrea!" Haskins said as he
pointed to the center of the stage.

   Andrea strutted out boldly onto the stage gyrating to the beat of the
music confident that she could provide these men with the entertainment
they desired without compromising her father or his position in the
community.

   She was dressed entirely in gold.  She danced seductively across the
stage wearing the same gold mask she wore the night she was fucked by her
brother-in-law, Doug.  Her long, sexy legs were encased in gold 7 inch
over-the-knee boots.  She wore a matching gold thong that barely covered
her pussy and accentuated her luscious ass.  Her tits were skimpily covered
by a gold vest that threatened to bust open at any moment.

   Lust ran rampant among the patrons of The Roost as they watched this
luscious unknown vixen gyrate to the beat of the music.  Her massive tits
swayed seductively as every eye watched with anticipation, praying that
they would break free from their confinement.  This establishment had never
provided gorgeous entertainment of this caliber before.

   Andrea in her boldness leaned over shaking her tits only inches away
from some of the patrons' faces.  Dancing on stage seemed to come natural
to her as she moved with the beat of the music, knowing the effect that she
was having on the dirty old men who leered at her with lust in their eyes.
She turned with her back to the audience and leaned over exposing her
luscious ass to them.  Every man in that room leered at her with a hard on,
hoping and praying that they could get a piece of this slut.

   As the second song began, Andrea placed her thumbs inside the band of
her thong.  She slowly and seductively moved her thumbs downward bringing
the thong with her as she exposed her pussy to the audience.  Every eye was
riveted upon her.  She found it intoxicating, knowing that they all wanted
her.

   Murmuring could be heard from the gawking onlookers as they saw the gold
rings that adorned her clitoral hood and her pussy lips.  She stepped out
of her thong and wantonly danced across the stage, knowing that her
identity would remain a secret.

   She grew wetter as she looked out at the men who stared back at her with
hungry eyes.  She felt the power as she gyrated her hips, thrusting her
pussy in their faces.  She boldly sauntered over to one of the men close to
the stage and squatted down spreading her legs wide to give him a perfect
view of her wet cunt.  She ran her finger over her clit and watched his
reaction.  She recognized some of the men in the audience from church, and
she even saw a couple of her classmates from high school.

   Andrea then rose and danced up the runway which jutted out from the
center of the stage.  She traveled up and down the runway several times
while all eyes lusted over her.  She teased them by hefting her massive
tits in her hands which were still covered by the skimpy gold vest.

   She then undid the two buttons which held the vest together and teased
the lecherous men as she partly exposed herself.  She kept this up for
several minutes as they begged her to remove her top.

   "Show us your tits!" yelled one onlooker.

   "Take the fucking top off!" yelled another.

   Andrea leaned over near one old man and rubbed her tits in his face,
still not allowing the vest to open, exposing her long, hard throbbing
nipples.  She stood up with her back to the audience and walked towards the
back of the stage as she let the vest fall to the floor.

   The crowd got rowdier as catcalls and whistles filled the air.  Andrea
turned around with her hands covering her huge tits, still teasing the men
and enjoying every minute of them.  She was in her elements and discovered
that she liked being the center of attention.  She pushed her tits together
finally letting her hands slide away, revealing those enormous orbs in all
their glory.

   "Holy shit!  Look at those mothers!" exclaimed one of the men.

   "Let me at `em!" yelled another.

   She continued to dance now wearing only her gold over-the-knee boots and
the gold mask.  Members of her father's church leered at her with lust
filled eyes.  Several of her classmates from high school stood with their
mouths agape.  She knew the effect she was having on them, and this only
served to excite her even more.

   For Andrea it was the best of both worlds.  She could dance like a
wanton slut on the stage practically naked, and no one would know her
identity.  She had total anonymity.

   She strutted down the runway as her mammoth 36 FF tits bounced
invitingly on her chest.  All eyes were riveted on her as they licked their
lips, anticipating her next move.

   Two other strippers, Claudia and Nadine, who were regulars in "The
Roost," walked onto the stage and followed Andrea up the runway.  They
stood on either side of her and danced to the music with her.  Nadine
danced behind her and ran her hands up and down Andrea's arms.  Claudia
moved around in front of her and ran her hands over the sides of her
colossal tits.

   Andrea had no idea this was going to happen, but found it a major
turn-on to be dancing on stage with two professional strippers.  Claudia
became bolder as she grasped Andrea's nipples and squeezed and pulled on
them.

   "Oh yeah!" someone from the crowd yelled.

   "Pull on those mothers!" another added.

   Andrea was so turned on as she gyrated her hips.  She loved having her
nipples pulled as she encouraged the woman to pull harder.  She licked her
lips as the heat built between her legs in front of this crowd of men.

   Nadine started kissing Andrea on the shoulders and neck.  This was
unexpected but certainly not unwanted as it fueled the flames building in
the young slut's loins.

   Claudia kissed Andrea on the lips, and she willingly opened her mouth to
accept this strange woman's tongue.  Their tongues caressed as Andrea's
studded tongue eagerly entered the other girl's mouth.  All this time the
stripper kept applying more and more pressure to the unsuspecting slut's
long, hard nipples, getting her hotter and hotter.  She finally broke off
the kiss and worked her mouth down towards her right nipple.

   Nadine grabbed Andrea's arms and pulled them behind her, causing her
massive tits to jut out even further.  The eighteen year old groaned as the
lust burning in her soul took over.  She wasn't even aware that she had
been handcuffed from behind.

   Claudia bit down on Andrea's right nipple and a loud groan escaped from
her lips.  The stripper became even bolder as she started to slap the
massive jugs.

   The crowd loved it as they became louder and more unruly.

   "Hit her harder!" yelled one man.

   "Yeah, really give it to her," added another.

   "Oooooooowwwwwww!" Andrea yelled at the sudden and unexpected roughness
of this other stripper.

   Claudia stepped back, smiling at the lust-filled teen-ager being held up
by Nadine.  By this time all dancing stopped although the music continued
to play on.  The stripper kicked the slut's legs father apart as she ran
her finger up between her pussy lips, feeling her wetness.  She then reared
back and smacked the unsuspecting girl's left tit a staggering blow to the
amazement and delight of all the onlookers.

   "Oooooooowwwwwww!" she screamed again, realizing that things were
getting out of control.

   "Oh yeah, give it to her!"

   "This is great!"

   "Do you like that, slut?" Claudia taunted her as her right hand swung
forward and caught the side of Andrea's left tit.

   Andrea groaned loudly as her tits received the force of the vicious
blows.  Why was she doing this to her?

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   Her tits were on fire as Claudia covered the massive, aching orbs with
hot kissed.  This only fueled the fire burning within the young slut.  She
was so confused.

   "Oh my God!  What are you doing to me?" she groaned.

   Nadine ran her knee up between Andre's legs, rubbing her fat pussy lips,
further fanning the fire raging out of control within her.

   "Oh God, that feels so good," she moaned as the strippers worked her
over.

   "Hey, I want a piece of that!"

   "Yeah, there's enough of her to go around!"

   Andrea heard the rude comments.  She heard how they were demeaning her,
and this got her even hotter and more excited.

   Claudia fell to her knees in front of the trembling teen and buried her
tongue in her wet cunt.  At the same time Nadine reached around and
squeezed and pulled on the hot teens sensitive nipples.

   This was all too much for Andrea as the fires burned out of control and
consumed her.

   "Aaaaaagggghhhhh!" she screamed as Claudia bit down on her clit, sending
her body into convulsions.

   She shook and trembled before this crowd of lecherous men as she was
consumed by a mind-blowing orgasm.  In the midst of her euphoria, she felt
someone rip the mask off of her face.  A young man ran from the stage with
her mask in hand.

   "NO!  she screamed as she tried to break away, but it was too late.

   Andrea couldn't think straight as Claudia continued to devour her cunt,
refusing to remove her lips from her sensitive clit.

   "Hey, I know her!" yelled one of the guys.  "We went to high school
together!"

   "That's one of the Matthew girls!" exclaimed an older man.

   "Hey, you're right, it is!" added another.

   Andrea heard but didn't quite understand what was happening.  Everything
was happening too fast for her.

   Steve Haskins walked out onto the stage and addressed the audience of
aroused men.

   "First of all I want the man who took her mask apprehended. 
Unfortunately the damage is already done.  You are correct, this is Andrea
Matthews."

   Applause and cheers broke forth from the audience.

   "A fine job he did of raising her!" yelled one patron.

   "He raised a fucking, big titted slut!" added another.

   "Let us have a piece of her!" demanded another.

   "Let's settle down!" shouted Haskins, trying to prevent this situation
from getting out of control.  "We will proceed as planned even though her
identity has been compromised.  Originally Andrea's identity was to remain
a secret in order to allow her to express herself more freely."

   "Express this!" a bold member of the audience hollered as he stood there
with his pants down, whacking himself off.

   Steve Haskins couldn't be happier.  After all it was her father that had
been trying to shut down his establishment for years.  Now he had the old
man's daughter performing on his stage.  He could discredit him and
hopefully get him off of his back.

   "All of you received a ticket when you paid your cover charge this
evening.  I will be drawing numbers of the lucky winners who will be
getting a piece of the action."

   "All right!" exclaimed one man.

   Everyone voiced their approval and waited in anticipation as they held
up their numbers.

   A rope was dropped down from the ceiling and Andrea's hands, which were
handcuffed behind her back, were attached to it.  It was then raised,
forcing her arms up and back and causing her to bend at the waist.  Nadine
and Claudia spread her legs wide and attached her boots to eye bolts
located on the floor.

   "No!  No!  Please don't do this to me!" she wailed.  "Edgar, you
promised, that no one would know.  You lied to me!"

   "Number 321!" Haskins announced.

   "Hey, that's mine!" shouted Joe Blake, a member of the Lake Placid
Community Church.

   "You're the lucky winner of a blow job, and I promise you it will be one
you'll never forget."

   Joe, a big hulk of a man, hurried up onto the stage.  He grabbed Andrea
by the hair, but to his surprise the hair ended up in his hand exposing her
bald head.

   "No!  No!" she screamed as she realized what had happened.

   "Hey, she does have any hair!" exclaimed one of the patrons.

   "The bitch is bald!" exclaimed another.

   "Far out!"

   "Please don't do this, Mr.  Blake," she begged, raising her head and
looking at him with tear-filled eyes.

   Andrea knew him well.  He babysat for his kids when she was in high
school.

   "I can't believe you're actually doing this, Andrea," Joe admonished her
as he rubbed his thick shaft all over her lips.  "You're nothing more than
a hypocrite, pretending you're such a good Christian girl."

   "Andrea, open your mouth!" Claudia ordered as she reached in the girl's
open mouth and removed her dentures.

   "What the hell!" exclaimed Joe as he turned around and addressed the
crowd.  "She doesn't have any teeth!"

   Sounds of disbelief could be heard from the onlookers as Joe buried his
cock deep in the minister's daughter's throat.  He grabbed her by the ears
and worked his large cock deep into her throat, savoring the gums that were
massaging his shaft as it burrowed forward.

   "Number 246!" Haskins announced.

   "Hey, I've got it!" said a young man, Larry Collins, just barely
eighteen and a recent high school graduate.

   "Her pussy is yours," he announced.

   "Wow!" he exclaimed, not believing his ears.  He had seen Andrea around
school and lusted over her large tits, but he never imagined that he would
be fucking her tonight.

   He walked up on stage and stood behind her admiring her perfectly shaped
ass.  He ran his hands all over those luscious globes as his cock nestled
between her cheeks.  He aimed low and found her sopping wet hole.

   "How does that feel, Andrea?" Larry chided her.

   Andrea groaned around the cock in her throat as the head of Larry's cock
entered her.

   "Number 147!"

   "Over here!" yelled a gray haired man who had to be in his 70's.  His
name was Jeremiah Saunders, and he was the oldest member of Pastor
Matthew's congregation.  He was a good man, but had a weakness for women.
At his age the only opportunity he had to see a real woman naked was at The
Roost.  He had always been discrete and sat in the back of the bar, content
to admire the young women from a distance.  Now he had the good fortune of
slowly making his way onto the stage.

   "You've won the chance to fondle one of her tits.  Take your pick,"
Haskins said.

   Excitedly Jeremiah made his way over to the young teenager who was now
being fucked from behind by one of her classmates while another
parishioner's cock was buried in her throat.  He lay down and roughly
grabbed her left tit, remembering how Claudia abused it.  He pulled roughly
on her nipple and was astounded by the size of it.  It was so long and
thick and hard.  It was pierced by a barbell.  The harder he pulled, the
more she moaned and became animated.

   "I remember you when you were just a little one," he cackled just before
he bit down on the hard, throbbing nipple.

   She was so aroused that she pushed back at the cock violating her pussy
as the second orgasm of the evening hit her.  She went wild as she milked
the cock in her cunt.

   "Number 49!"

   "Yes!  Yes!" exclaimed a youngster from the audience.  It was another of
Andrea's classmates, Roger Miner.  For years he had lusted over her tits
and jerked off almost daily fantasizing about what he would do to them.

   "You've won the chance to fondle Andrea's other tit!"

   Roger hurried over to the shackled girl almost stumbling and falling
flat on his face.  He was so excited.  He reached for the massive tit which
he squeezed and kneaded.

   "Remember me from biology class, Andrea?" he asked just before locking
his lips on her long, stiff nipple.

   Every nerve in Andrea's body was alive.  She was being stimulated by
four men that she knew well as she grew up in this small community.  Video
cameras captured the action from every angle and fed it through a live feed
to Andrea's own porn site.  Millions of people across the world were
watching Andrea's debauchery in her own home town by people she knew.

   She was lured into a false sense of security, thinking that her identity
would not be revealed at The Roost.  She danced uninhibitedly, feeling a
sense of power, as she saw the effect she was having on these perverted
men. She flaunted her body and disrobed, dancing provocatively before them,
some of whom she knew from school and church.

   She allowed her body to be aroused and abused by two female strippers
before this rowdy crowd of men that was simply waiting for their turn at
her.  Now she found herself helpless and exposed.  Did Edgar deceive her?
Did he really intend on keeping her identity a secret, or did he use her to
destroy the one person she loved the most, her father?

   More numbers were drawn and the men took their turn with Andrea who by
now was cumming almost constantly.  When one man was finished another was
waiting to take his place.  Her mouth and cunt were never empty for long as
every patron lined up ready to defile her.  Others were awarded her tits
which were constantly being pinched and slapped and sucked and bitten.

   This went on for several hours until every man had cum in or on her at
least once.  Her tits and face and back were covered in cum.  She remained
shackled, bathed in a sea of cum, but they weren't through with her yet.

   Andrea was released from her shackles and taken to one of the dressing
rooms to clean up.  She cried uncontrollably not for herself but for her
family.  Her mother and father were ruined.  How could they remain in the
community after what she had done this evening on that stage with all of
those men?  Many of them she knew.  Guys from school and even a deacon from
the church had used her mouth to deposit his load of cum.

   Her mind was in turmoil as she tried to internalize the events of the
evening and make some sense out of it, but sense couldn't be made out of
madness.  She fought a battle within herself that threatened to drive her
insane.  True, she was deeply upset at the turn of events and the
implications it had for her family, but, at the same time, she was aroused
as never before as she was used by men she knew from school and from her
own church.  She was aroused by their demeaning comments that belittled and
showed a total lack of respect for her.  Calling her a slut and a tramp was
like giving her an aphrodisiac.

   Andrea was fighting a losing battle within while Nadine and Claudia
applied her make-up and dressed her for her second appearance.  All she
wore was black thigh high stockings and seven inch black stiletto heels. 
All the lecherous patrons of this establishment had already seen and
sampled what she had to offer.  There was no need to conceal her luscious
body from them.

   Edgar was conspicuously absent.  Andrea more than anything wanted to
know why he had done this to her family.  He had her.  Wasn't that enough?

   Her heart raced frantically as she was led from the dressing room back
to the stage.  She was lightheaded.  She should be mortified, but she knew
the damage was already done, and there was no going back and undoing it.

   The crowd cheered and called her names as she sauntered up the runway
with her tits bouncing unabashed on her chest.  Her knees grew weak as they
leered at her with lust-filled eyes.  They wanted and desired only one
thing.

   The main floor of the strip club had been rearranged.  The tables and
chairs formed a circle, and in the middle of the circle was a small table.
Steve Haskins, the owner of the club, stood there anxiously awaiting
Andrea's return.

   All eyes were on the pastor's daughter as she was led by Nadine and
Claudia into the center of the circle.  She was surrounded by the very men
that had just used her like some common whore.

   "Hey, Andrea, did your old man teach you how to suck cock!" yelled one
of the younger guys.

   "Suck on this, baby!" yelled another as he stroked his hard shaft.

   "Hey, does your sister put out too!" yelled still another.

   The comments continued as she stood there surrounded by these vultures.
Hands reached out trying to touch her.  She was that close to the crowd.

   Haskins waited for her with a huge smile on his face as she approached.

   "Andrea, you have many fans here tonight," he said as he placed his arm
around her shoulder.

   Whistles and catcalls went up from the crowd as they went wild.

   "I think you've got something they like," he said into the microphone as
his left hand reached over and hefted her tits.

   Steve was playing to the audience, and they were eating it up.

   "Andrea, please put your hands behind your neck, and let's give the
audience a good look at your treasures," he said.

   Andrea obeyed.  Placing her hands behind her neck only served to thrust
her massive tits out even more.  It was as if she was offering them to
these lewd men for their further inspection.

   "Very nice.  Very nice!" Steve said as he ran his index finger around
her left nipple until it was hard and throbbing and standing straight out.

   Andrea closed her eyes as the heat quickly built in her loins.

   "I understand these babies like special attention," he said as he traced
his finger over to her right nipple further exciting her."

   She groaned as her clit throbbed, and the juices started to flow.  The
crowd went wild as they watched this once shy girl being manipulated by the
owner of the club.

   "I have a couple of your friends here," Steve continued as he reached
over to the table and removed a white cloth revealing a cage which
contained two while Albino snakes.

   "What the hell!" one of the men said incredulously.

   Similar comments filled the air as the men were startled by this
revelation.  What were they going to do with those snakes?  Their minds
went wild as they imagined the possibilities.

   "Your owner tells me you have a special liking for these serpents,"
Haskins said.  "Is that true?"

   Andrea nodded mindlessly, unable to deny the unusual bond she had with
the beasts which gave her such great pleasure.

   "You see, gentlemen, these snakes are quite talented.  They are no
ordinary snakes.  If you look carefully, you can see the powerful muscles
located along the sides of their heads," he explained as he held up one of
the serpents.  "Would you like to see a demonstration of their special
talent?"

   Pandemonium broke out in the strip club.  Cheers went up from the group.
None of them had ever been a part of such a bizarre scene.  The sight of
Andrea standing there, thrusting out her tits, had every man in the place
hard.

   "Is this something her father taught her?" yelled out one of the men in
the crowd.

   "Yeah, is this part of her Christian upbringing?" asked another.

   The crowd laughed at the jokes made at Andrea's expense.  Her father's
reputation in the community was ruined.

   Haskins handed one of the snakes to Nadine and the other to Claudia. 
The strippers walked over to Andrea and placed the Albino corn snakes on
her shoulders.  This was nothing new for these creatures as they slithered
between her gigantic tits and coiled themselves around the twin orbs.

   The crowd was mesmerized by this strange spectacle.  None of them had
witnessed anything quite this unusual before.

   "This is unbelievable!" one onlooker exclaimed.

   "Holy shit!" exclaimed another.

   A buzz went up from the crowd as their eyes remained riveted on Andrea's
massive tits being manipulated by the serpents.  The snakes flicked out
their tongues at the girl's long, hard nipples.  She shivered as the snakes
constricted themselves around her tits.  Then their mouths engulfed her
nipples, and they disappeared as their powerful jaws sucked greedily on
them.

   "OooooohhhhhhH!"

   Andrea groaned loudly as the snakes established a rhythm, tightening and
loosening themselves around her tit meat as they sucked avariciously. 
Being cold blooded creatures, they savored the warmth of her enormous tits.
She blocked out the audience as her tits became the center of her universe.

   "As you can see, the pastor's daughter is quite aroused," Haskins added
as he ran his finger between her swollen cunt lips.

   "Fuck me," she whispered as the fires burned hotter within her.

   The bouncers had their hands full trying to contain the men who all
wanted a piece of her.  The bizarre spectacle incited them as the circle
closed in.

   Several men in the crowd got out their cell phones and called there
friends to tell them about the wild show at The Roost.

   "Would I joke about something like this?  It's Andrea Matthews, the
pastor's daughter!" explained Joe Blake.

   There was a moment of silence.

   "I know she's supposed to be away at Bible college," Joe said.  "All I
know is that she is here, and you are missing a great show.  She's hot, and
her tits are amazing!  Who would have ever guessed that she was such a
slut?"

   At the other end of the line John Warner listened carefully as Joe
described the bizarre scenario unfolding at The Roost.  He found it hard to
believe but knew what he had to do.

   Andrea loved having the snakes suckle her.  She tried to block out the
crowd and the rude comments that were almost continuous now as she quickly
approached a climax.  Then without warning, it hit her as her legs began to
shake spasmodically.  The volcano erupted and waves of pleasure traveled up
and down her spine.

   "Aaaaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" she wailed as she was overcome with emotion.

   "The slut came!" yelled one of the patrons.  The crowd went wild.

   The Albinos continued persistently sucking her now extremely sensitive
nipples.

   Haskins was clapping and egging on the crowd which closed in around the
poor girl.

   "I have one more little surprise for you before we call it a night!"
Haskins announced.

   His regular strippers were now circulating among the men, servicing the
hard cocks that needed attention.

   Nadine and Claudia led a tall young man wearing only a white robe onto
the stage.  He was led into the center of the circle where Andrea was still
standing with her hands locked behind her neck, her legs spread wide, and
the snakes coiled around her heaving tits.

   "Hey, isn't that Doug Adams?" one of the men asked his buddy, standing
next to him.

   "It sure is!" he exclaimed.  "We've seen him enough over the past four
years."

   "What the hell is he doing here?  Didn't he marry Julie, the older
sister?"

   "Yep!" he said to his friend.  "I was just at their wedding this past
summer."

   "I wonder if Rev.  Matthews has any idea what his kids are up to?"

   Things were heating up as Edgar observed all that transpired by closed
circuit TV in Steve Haskin's office.  His plan to discredit the good pastor
was working perfectly, and he was using the pastor's daughter and
son-in-law to do it.  He paid that young man a hefty sum to snatch her mask
and to keep quiet about it.

   "Andrea will suck one more cock!" Haskins announced.  "I think this is
something that you won't want to miss."

   Doug was led around in front of Andrea.  He felt so self-conscious, but
what could he do?  He was merely a puppet in Edgar's hands.  He had
sacrificed too much to dare defy him.

   "On your knees!" Haskins ordered.

   Andrea mindlessly dropped to her knees as the heat quickly built in her
loins once more.  Nadine and Claudia helped Doug out of his robe.  He stood
before this gathering naked with his cock hanging between his legs, a
weapon that would put every cock in that room to shame.

   The room was silent as they looked upon him in awe.  His semi-hard cock
hung down a good eight inches.  His orange sized balls were fat and
bloated.

   Nadine and Claudia stroked the formidable weapon to life as it grew to
over twelve inches long and over seven inches in girth.  Andrea's mouth
salivated as she stared at it in awe.  She was obsessed with her
brother-in-law's cock.  One other time she attempted to bury that monster
in her throat, but she didn't succeed.  Ever since that day she has been
obsessed with his cock

   "Damn!  Look at that thing!"

   "Is he some kind of freak?" asked another.

   "Many of you may have already recognized this young man.  For those of
you who didn't, let me introduce you to Doug Adams, Julie's husband and
Andrea's brother-in-law," Haskins announced.

   He was taking great pleasure in helping to destroy the Matthews family.
Rev.  Richard Matthews had been a thorn in his side for many years, and now
was his chance to get rid of him for good.

   "Andrea has taken this monster in her pussy, but tonight for the first
time she will deep throat her brother-in-law."

   It was so quiet that you could cut the air with a knife.  The onlookers,
young and old, were all highly aroused and being serviced by the other
strippers.  Their cocks were exposed and rock hard as they anticipated what
was about to occur.

   Steve Haskins walked over to Andrea and held out his hand.  For the
second time that evening, she relinquished her dentures in preparation for
the mammoth cock that most likely would rip her throat open.  She shut out
everything else and focused on Doug's cock.  She didn't care that church
members and her own classmates were watching her.  She didn't care that her
reputation and that of her father's were forever ruined.  All that mattered
was her brother-in-law's massive 12 ½ inch cock, ready to defile her.  She
wanted it!  She needed it, and she would not be denied.

   Murmurings rose from the crowd.  Some of them had mixed feelings.  After
all, many of them attended the Lake Placid Community Church.  They knew
Julie and Andrea since they were toddlers.  Over the years they watched
them grow up into young adults who loved the Lord and even devoted their
lives to His service.  They never expected to see one of the Matthew girls
on this stage.  An opportunity like this came only once in a lifetime.

   Andrea reached out with her right hand, grasping the huge cock.

   "No hands, Andrea.  Lock them behind your neck.  All you need is your
mouth wrapped around that dick!" Haskins ordered, slapping her hand away.
He was taking all his frustrations with the pastor out on her.

   Andrea obeyed mindlessly, locking her hands behind her neck, as she
became more fixated on the monster cock.  She wanted it to possess her. 
She wanted it deep in her throat regardless of the consequences.  Nothing
else mattered.  She continued to block out the audience and their rude
comments.  She knew that her reputation in the town was already ruined.

   She flicked out her studded tongue, teasing Doug's giant cock head.

   "Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Doug groaned as his sensitive head was being agitated by
his sister-in-law.

   Andrea opened her mouth as wide as possible and attempted to bury the
throbbing head in her mouth.  Her jaw ached as she worked it further into
her mouth, sucking on it greedily just as the Albinos sucked greedily on
her nipples.

   Bizarre was the only word to describe this spectacle.  Andrea, with her
mammoth tits possessed by two four foot long Albino corn snakes, was
attempting to take a twelve inch cock with over a seven inch girth into her
throat while a mob of horny men, young and old alike, looked on.  To make
matters even worse, the whole event was being broadcast over the Internet.

   Andrea was the epitome of lust as she pushed forward, attempting to
impale her own throat on Doug's massive cock.  All the men by now were
either stroking their own cocks or being serviced by one of the strippers
as the strange scene unfolded before them.

   Suddenly there was a commotion at the back of the club.  Loud voices
could be heard as the bouncers guarded the entrance.  Standing there out of
breath and with a look of pure horror on his face was Rev.  Richard
Matthews.

   "What is going on here?  This is an abomination unto the Lord!" he
screamed.  "Andrea, what are you doing?"

   He fought to break free as the two bouncers held him securely.  He was
unable to move.  "Oh my God, what is happening?" he screamed.  "This is
surely the work of Satan!"

   John Warner contacted the pastor after Joe Blake called him with the
horrific tale.  Being a decent, God-fearing man, he felt he owed the pastor
at least that much consideration.

   He continued to struggle, as tears streamed from his eyes.  This was all
a nightmare.  That wasn't his little girl up there on that stage.  His
Andrea, so shy and sensitive, would never expose herself like a common
whore before the whole town and suck her brother-in-law's cock.  It was a
trick of Satan.

   All these thoughts went through his mind as he tried to free himself. 
He had to do something.

   "This must stop immediately!  I have already called the authorities!" he
screamed, pulling and tugging at the muscle bound men that were holding him
back.

   Haskins walked to the back of the bar, taking great pleasure in the
pastor's anguish.  Little did he know that the police would never show up
at "The Roost." Edgar saw to it.  They simply weren't available.  A few
thousand dollars in the right hands made sure of that.

   "What seems to be the problem, Rev.  Matthews?"

   "How could you allow that to happen?  That's my family, you bastard!" he
screamed, still trying to break free.

   "There's no need to get upset.  Andrea is a beautiful young woman and
quite talented as you can see," Haskin chided.  "She's here of her own free
will.  I have a signed contract."

   "My Andrea would never do something so disgusting of her own free will!"
Matthews retorted.

   "Look for yourself!" he said, pointing towards the young slut who was
caught up in her own desire to bury her brother-in-law's massive cock down
her throat.

   Rev.  Matthews looked on in horror as his daughter shut out the world
around her, oblivious to what was happening at the back of the bar and
focused only on the massive piece of meat that was slowly disappearing down
her throat.  Doug held Andrea's head tightly and thrust forward burying his
tool inch by inch in his sister-in-law's throat.  His cock was being
strangled by the tightness of her passageway.  A large bulge was visible on
her neck.

   Andrea's nostrils flared as she fought to get air in her lungs.  The
snakes continued to possess her tits and it was then, as her father was
watching, that she had a climax that took her by surprise.  She shook
uncontrollably as she moaned around the gigantic shaft partially buried in
her throat.

   "Look at the slut!" one patron said astonished.

   "That's unbelievable!"

   Rev.  Matthews whimpered, a broken man, as he saw his youngest daughter
acting like a common street whore.  There was no fight left in him.  It was
evident that she was enjoying herself.

   Andrea went wild after her climax as her need for Doug's cock drove her
mad.  She pushed forward, helping her brother-in-law violate her throat
before all these men.  She wanted him to use her mouth like a cunt and ram
his giant cock down her throat.  She wanted to feel every inch of his cock
as it forced its way deeper and deeper into her.  She wanted all of it. 
She wanted him to shoot his hot cum in her belly and fill her up.  She was
possessed!

   More and more of Doug's enormous cock disappeared from sight.  She was
doing the impossible.  She was actually going to take every inch of it deep
into her throat and almost into her belly.  Only several inches remained
exposed to the air and just this thought alone sent her over the edge again
as she convulsed with the cock buried deep in her throat.  Her massive tits
flopped wildly on her chest as the snakes clung to them possessively,
squeezing and kneading them as they sucked on her oversensitive nipples. 
There sucking only excited her more as one climax built upon the last in a
never ending rollercoaster ride.

   "Ohhhhhhhh!  Ohhhhhhh!" Doug groaned, feeling every inch of Andrea's
tight throat.  He could see the outline of his cock as it traveled deeper
into her.  She tried to swallow but all that she could swallow was his
cock.

   "Don't do this to my daughter, please!" Rev.  Matthews whimpered.

   "I'm not doing anything to Andrea.  She's free to leave any time she
wants, Reverend," Haskins said smiling.  "If you like, you can go up there
and get her yourself."

   The bouncers released the Reverend.  He was harmless now.  He slowly
walked through the crowd of men towards his daughter.  Many of the men
looked away, now feeling guilty for being there and participating in
defiling the young girl.  They saw the pain and anguish on the poor man's
face.

   "Andrea!  Andrea!  Please don't!" Matthews begged.

   Less than an inch of cock remained exposed to the air when Andrea heard
what she thought was her father's voice.  As Doug drove his last bit of
cock deep into her throat, she opened her eyes and to her horror saw her
father standing next to her.  Her eyes went wide as she realized that her
father was witnessing this debauchery.

   "Please, Andrea!" he begged.

   She wanted to flee from his presence, but the fires raging within her
needed to be abated and she couldn't move.  Doug was shocked to see his
father-in-law walking towards them, but his need to rid himself of the
massive load of cum that was boiling in his groin spurred him on as he now
rammed his cock in and out of Andrea's taut throat.  They were animals as
they both sought the same thing.  Andrea orgasmed again as her father stood
by.  This only incited her brother-in-law even more as he pounded his
enormous cock with greater force and vigor into her.

   She was in an orgasmic trance as she looked up at her father through
lust-filled eyes.  She was lightheaded and foam escaped from around her
lips as her mouth and throat were being brutally pounded and bruised by
Doug's huge cock.

   Rev.  Matthews was in shock as he watched the snakes devouring his
daughter's breasts.  He knew this was the work of the devil.  The snake
represented evil, and he knew his daughter must be possessed.  He had
foolishly believed that Andrea was in Freehold preparing for her first
semester at Landover Bible School.  He tried contacting her several times
with no success, and this should have set off an alarm in his head, but it
didn't.  He had no misgivings about his daughter.  She was a good girl, and
he trusted her implicitly.  Now he realized that was a mistake.

   He stood there unable to make a move to protect his daughter or get her
out of this situation.  He was a broken and defeated man.

   "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Doug grunted and gritted his teeth as he tensed up.

   His cock swelled even more in Andrea's stretched out throat and then
flooded her with cum as his monster cock spewed forth an inexhaustible
amount of cum.

   "Yeah, give it too her!" shouted one of the younger men.

   "Oh yeeeaaahhhhh" Doug wailed as he burrowed deeper, continuing to
deposit his cum in her belly.

   Andrea swallowed as quickly as she could, trying to keep up with the
flow of cum that was flooding her throat and filling her belly.  She was
fighting a losing battle as his cum backed up and started running out of
her nose and her mouth.  She coughed spasmodically, choking on his cum. 
Doug was forced to withdraw his massive weapon from her mouth, or she would
choke to death.

   The crowd cheered as Andrea fought to get air in her lungs.  She
coughed, trying to clear her throat as cum still ran from her nose and
dribbled down her chin.  Doug's cock shot cum all over her face and then he
directed his hot spunk on to her tits which were still being suckled by the
snakes.

   At this point Edgar told Nadine and Claudia to retrieve the snakes and
put them in their cage.  The strippers quickly forced the Albinos to
release her nipples by pressing their jaws and then uncoiled them from her
heaving tits.

   Doug still wasn't done as more cum spewed forth and continued to bathe
his sister-in-law in cum.  Cum was now dripping off of her enormous tits as
the strippers returned and rubbed the thick white stuff all over her body.
This only excited her more as she climaxed again.

   "What a slut!" one of the men shouted.

   "Hey reverend, how can you just stand by and let this happen to your
daughter?" asked another.

   Reverend Matthews was lost in prayer as he put his faith into action,
fighting to conquer the work of Satan.  He knew God would deliver all of
them from this sin and work it to good for His glory and honor.

   Doug finally shot his last wad of cum which hit Andrea square in the
eye.

   "What a show!" Haskins said.  "Andrea, show your father how you clean up
your mess."

   Rev.  Matthews looked at him incredulously.

   "Haven't you done enough already?" the pastor exclaimed.

   Haskins smiled at him as Andrea took Doug's semi-hard cock and licked it
clean.  She was still lost in her sexual stupor and didn't realize the full
implications of what had just happened.

   "Now smile for your father, Andrea!" Haskins ordered, and she did as she
looked up at him through vacuous eyes and smiled.

   The reverend was not prepared for this as he saw that all of her teeth
were missing.

   "Nooooooooooooo!" he wailed.

   "All right, everyone, the party is almost over.  Nadine, take Doug
backstage so that he can clean up," Haskins said.  "Gentlemen, if you
haven't lost your load yet, Andrea is ready to receive it."

   "No!" wailed Rev.  Richard Matthews.  "Leave her alone!"

   The bouncers grabbed the pastor in case he had any thoughts of
interfering.

   The men filed up one at a time and deposited their load in Andrea's
mouth, on her face, and on her tits before they left.  Some of them needed
help, and Andrea obliged as she easily took their cocks into her throat and
took their load directly into her belly.  She was addicted to cum and could
never get enough of it.

   The last man left.  Andrea remained on her knees for several minutes. 
She scooped up the cum dripping from her massive tits and ate it.  She
continued to clean herself in this manner until Claudia took her by the arm
and led her backstage.  She looked back at her father, longing to say
something to him, wanting to make things right.

   Andrea and Doug would be the topic of conversation for a long time to
come in this sleepy little community.

   Haskins and Matthews were the only ones remaining in the room.

   "I'll never forgive you for what you've done to my daughter," he said
bitterly.

   "Reverend, I did nothing to your daughter.  I simply employed her for
tonight's entertainment like I do with all the other strippers.  I think
you'll find that all of the release forms are in order," he said.

   The pastor walked backstage, trying to find Andrea.  He needed to take
her home.  He needed to protect her.  He needed to know why she allowed
this to happen, but no one was there.  She was gone.



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