Jason Brewer
 
Summary: Sharon McGuire has turned down Jasons advances before, taunting and teasing him. When her father fires him for stealing cattle. Jason puts together a devious plan to get his own back on the whole family and humiliate Sharon at the same time.
 
Keywords: MF, cons, oral, anal, orgy
 
Language: English
 
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Jason Brewer had worked for my father since leaving school, young, fit and ideally suited for working on a large spread. It was now mainly dairy farming. Milk and dairy produce our main source of income, but we also had some beef stock as well so anyone working for us had to be versatile, fit and also had to be willing to work and work hard. Jason Brewer qualified on all counts. Dad would not tolerate any slackers as a few of our previous employees had found out much to their chagrin. Hard but fair is how I’d put it.

Jason was one of those guys who were just too good looking for his own good could charm the pants right off any girl and usually did. One of his desired conquests was my father’s daughter…that’s me… Sharon McGuire, but all his charm and guile could not convince me to drop my knickers for him…hence frustration set in and eventually he saw me as some sort of enemy…a stuck up spoilt little bitch, he called me, but not in front of dad or any of the other hired help.

Always out of earshot he would say. “You got one hot ass bitch…one day I’m gona have a piece of it…yes you mark my words…I’m gona have a piece of it”

I’d tell him in his dreams and that would be the only way. He’d spit out his gum, rub a gloved hand over his mouth, smile a wicked smile, then point the gloved finger at me and say “You’ll see bitch…you’ll see” and return to his work.

If he thought threats would scare me he was wrong, he really didn’t want to mess with me…he’d be sorry if he did, by the same token I did enjoy teasing him, letting him kiss me in the barn. I’d let him get his hand up my skirt or down my jeans, knew he’d have a hard on then stop him, laugh and take flight.

After three continuous years of trying he had never given up. I think the thing that got to him was that I’d been out with other guys and he’d been told that every one of them had screwed me silly; every one had said how hot I was in bed. Of course most of this was just rumor, rumor and talk set up to wind Jason up and of course Jason being Jason rose to the bait.

I think what brought it all to a head was when he decided to try and rip dad off, stealing a few head of beef and selling to a local butcher, dad found out and naturally fired him, but again, Jason being Jason he blamed me, thought it was me who had shopped him to dad…he could not have been further from the truth, it was in fact Wayne Styles my fiance who had shopped him, he should have asked the guy who stepped into his position when he was fired. Dad always thought it was a pity, because Jason had been a hard worker and could have been destined for better things if he had not been so stupid.

“Hey Sharon we have a great party set up for this Saturday, I think we should go…you’d be up for it wouldn’t you?” That was my best friend Niki asking the question.

As I was always a starter for a good party I said yes, why not.

“All the girls are meeting at the “Flying Dutchman” for a drink or two first then we move on to the party…he’s a real cool guy that’s organizing it, pretty new in town and thinks this is a great way to get to know a few people”

“Well that sounds good to me” I replied.

Niki arranged to pick me up, so I would not have the worry about drink driving. Saturday duly arrived, I was all tarted up as dad would say, although it was just as any young woman dressed, I would not be out of place.

When Niki and I arrived at the hotel that night it seemed empty. I thought at least there would be one or two of the girls there already.

“Sure we have the right place” I asked Niki.

She seemed a little nervous; but assured me she had; just give the girls time they’d be here.

Another couple of drinks and still no girls just the two of us and a handful of patrons.

“You sure this is the place?” I asked once again.

“Let me give Sandra a call” she replied, took her cell phone and dialed Sandra.

“No we said we would meet up at the pub, then go on to the party…where are you now”

“Yes, yes, ok we’ll finish our drinks and come over” then hung up.

“They are all over at the flat now…must have got our wires crossed” said Niki

“Yeh just like you Niki” I replied.

Finishing our drinks we made for Nikkei’s car. The flat was further out than I thought…in fact it was a house not a flat and it was more rural than city…I said nothing to Niki and as there were already cars outside, lights blazing and music blaring I saw no reason to question her.

I followed her up to the house and through the front door, so far no sign of any of the other girls, just a few guys on the porch drinking beer.

“Hi girls…they’re all inside” said one, eyeing our short skirts and tight ass’s

Down the hall following the sound of the music and into the main room. Guys aplenty but none of the girls.

“You sure you got all this right Niki” I asked.

Her face told me something was wrong, then she was glancing over my shoulder and the look on her face was saying sorry Sharon. When I turned in the direction she was looking my blood turned to ice. In the doorway stood Jason, a broad wicked smile on his face. I looked around the room at all the guys. They were like hungry wolves viewing their next meal. I knew then why I had been lured here and what was in store for me… my best friend Niki…how could she?”

“I’m sorry Sharon… I truly am” she said, pushing past me and making for the door.

Jason grabbed her and gave her a passionate kiss. Niki pulled away, wiped her hand across her mouth giving me an apologetic look, then left.

Jason’s attention now turned to me.

“I’d better go now” I said making for the door and trying to dodge past Jason.

“Whowa, whowa, where do you think you’re going little miss stuck up?”

“To join my friend” I replied.

“What not stop for a drink before you go?” he said with a smile

“No…I really have to go” I insisted.

“You really are a stuck up little bitch aren’t you…think you’re too good to drink with us eh?”

“No I just….”

“Then stop and have a drink with the guys” he said then added “And perhaps a little fun”

He didn’t have to draw a picture I knew what a little fun meant and the guys knew what a little fun meant as I looked at each face, a knowing grin on all of them, two of them rubbing their crotch area. I also knew who these youths were; they wore their insignia’s on their jackets and tattoos on their arms. The Red Dragon’s, one of the most notorious and feared gangs in our area.

I tried to push past Jason but he grabbed me around the waist, lifted me off my feet and carried me kicking and screaming to the couch, then throwing me on it.

He sat beside me, arm around my shoulder. He signaled for a bottle of Vodka, took a long drink from it and handed the bottle to me.

“Take a swig bitch”

I refused, he tugged on my hair, I screamed and he held the bottle to my lips

“Take a swig bitch” he said again.

I coughed and gulped, the liquid felt like fire as it went down.

“See it’s so easy to be sociable isn’t it?” he said as the bottle continued to alternate between his lips and mine..

“Now…take a look around…. see all these young bucks?” he said, swinging hand held bottle from left to right. “Young…keen…all got hardon’s…and everyone of them ready to fuck you”

I surveyed the youths who were forming a semi circle around the couch. The wolf pack was indeed ready and able. Their baggy pants sticking out in front of them, one or two with their hands down the inside, holding enlarged hard bones…just waiting for the word.

“Hooo…doesn’t it get that beautiful cunt of yours all wet and twitching at the thought of it Sharon…just think a none stop cacophony of nice hard cocks…one…by…one…by one”. I jumped as he ran the bottle along my thigh, emphasizing the one by one by one. “Believe me they are very capable young guys Sharon”

I knew I was never going to escape this one, even if I made it to the door and out into the night, it wouldn’t take them long to chase after me, hunt me down and then…. Well I knew what the outcome would be.

As if reading my mind he said “Go on…try for the door, you won’t get far…just resign yourself to the fact that your are going to get fucked?”

He put the bottle down and started to gently run a finger up my thigh.

“However you could make this an enjoyable night…both for you and for these young guys” he said “As well as me of course” he added.

“All you have to do is give your consent…just don’t fight us or resist us…go along with it, enjoy it and we won’t have to hurt you in the process…it’s a win, win situation”

I pondered his request. They were all young and I had no idea how much experience any of them had with regard sex, but knowing who they were something told me it would be considerable. The thought of finishing up with a bruised and battered body from what would virtually be rape didn’t sit at all well with me. If I consented I could perhaps control the inevitable situation.

“If I consent I want no rough stuff, is that clear?”

Jason smiled and replied “I’m certain we can give you that assurance Sharon…no rough stuff…fine by me” he said now turning to the youngsters.

“Did you hear that Sullivan…no rough stuff”

Sullivan just shrugged and smirked. “Yeah…yeah…no rough stuff” he said dismissively.

“I mean it Sullivan, any rough stuff and you answer to me…you hear me?”

“Oh come on Jase…you said she was a whore…you said you had a whore coming to entertain us, a guaranteed fuck…that’s what you said…she likes a little bit of rough?”

“She’s not a whore…this is prime thoroughbred stock…so no rough stuff…OK?”

Sullivan could see Jason was very serious about what he had just said and agreed… no rough stuff.

“So what do you say Sharon…the easy way or the hard way?”

The room was silent as I pondered a moment longer. “If there’s no rough stuff, then fine, OK, I’ll do it” I replied. Sure I could have been the heroine, screamed and shouted blue murder as they all lined up for a turn to fuck me, but the idea of being restrained and finishing up with a bruised, black and blue body had no appeal what so ever. One way or the other it was going to happen, so I may as well make the most of it. This way I could at least keep some control over the situation.

My answer pleased them all. Although it would have made no difference to the outcome…I guess they all felt better that I was going to be a willing participant.

“Good choice Sharon…good choice” said Jason, as he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. His kisses were sweet and gentle. His hand moving up my thigh unopposed, fingers searching under my panties stroking and tracing an outline around my pussy lips. He smiled knowingly as he felt the wetness, suddenly thrusting his finger inside. I gasp and arch backward at the sudden intrusion. “Ahhhh…oh god, Jason” There’s an excited murmur from the youths as they watch Jason working me into a frenzy, tent poles becoming harder and bigger.

***

The youngest of the youths was standing staring; this was all new to him. His elder brother Alesio had brought him along, to initiate him into the delightful wonders of sex. Young Manny had sat at nights and listened to his brothers and their friends give graphic detail about their exploits with women, each trying to out do the other, their stories becoming more and more exaggerated with each telling. By the time he’d heard two or three stories Manny would have a hard on, his baggy trousers bulging under the strain.

“Hey little bro…looks like you gotta a big dick hiding under there” They would tease, indicating to the bulge.

Manny would blush and feel embarrassed that his brothers and friends had seen his erection, but he was proud of his cock, for a youth of his age it was quite big and he knew he could match the best of them. When he was alone he’d find his brothers porn magazines, turn the pages until he found what he thought would suit him. He’d imagine he was the guy pounding the girl, get an erection and masturbate until he got that delightful feeling and cum. That was another thing he had an enormous amount of cum when he ejaculated. He couldn’t wait to fuck his first girl. He’d made several abortive attempts with some of the girls in the neighborhood but they all seemed to want one of the older guys. His friends mother had given gentle hints for him to visit her bedroom, she was a good looking women, some of the other guys had fucked her on many occasions and had bragged about her, her husband worked night shift at the local fish factory, having four or five young guys or any guys come visit her whilst hubby was at work was not uncommon for her. His brothers and friends said she was hard to keep satisfied, just loved the cock, he was scared in case he did not live up to expectations and blew before she was ready and just laughed at him. So when his brother told him that Jason had organized a whore for the evening and he was invited he could not wait to go along. The only thing was this girl did not look like a whore, not that he knew what a whore looked like, and man she was so good looking, big tits and long legs, just like the girls in the video’s and pics and now he was here with the rest of them, watching Jason bringing her on…. and his cock was so hard, it hurt. One thing he knew for sure, tonight he was assured of a fuck. He was glad the women had consented, the thought of rape had not appealed to him. He also knew the outcome and fate that would eventually befall the woman, he’d heard Jason and his brothers discussing it…but that was the way of things around here. The way the brotherhood did things. Jason had said the woman was a stuck up bitch and needed to be taught a lesson. After listening to Jason’s story they all agreed, there was only one thing to do and tonight they were doing it, for Jason and the brotherhood.

The girls skirt was now up around her waist, she was displaying a lot of bare thigh, thigh that he was longing to touch, real thighs not those in a magazine, oh he’d held the picture of pussy close to his mouth so he could imagine what it would be like to lick…. but this was the real thing. Jasons hand was between the crotch of her panties and inside her pussy, the pussy was all pink, open and wet, Jasons fingers were working furiously at it, it was making a slurping sound. The girl was moaning and groaning, her hips thrusting up against Jason’s fingers, her hand on his hand but not seeming to want to stop it, but more like encouraging him to keep going. She was shouting and screaming for more…there was little doubt she was loving it… god he felt as if his cock was going to burst.

** **

What Jason was doing with his two fingers in my cunt was unbelievable. He had me aroused and wanting more…was it the thought of all those other guys waiting in the wings. As his fingers flashed in and out, I was only vaguely aware of ogling eyes surrounding me, my yelps and shouts of joy, a quick brief look at them and then they vanished from my thought, only the euphoria of Jason’s fingers mattered. His finger and thumb found my clit, gently rubbing and tweaking it…oh god I wanted him…I wanted them all, he had me like a bitch on heat…NO…I was a bitch on heat.

I heard someone saying fuck me…oh please dear god fuck me. I realized it was me.

“OK honey let’s do it…let’s get our gear off first eh?”

I needed no second invitations. I pulled and dragged my top off…over my head…discarding it somewhere…my hands behind my back…trembling fingers undoing bra strap, shrugging out of it and discarding it also…. A scramble by the guys as they fought for it, a souvenir of the evening. Hungry lustful eyes were upon my ample breasts, breasts now firm, the penny size areola and the hard nipple at the centre, the more Manny saw of my nakedness the more he wanted to fuck me.

There was the same urgency in Jason also, he stood and tore his top off first, pulling it over his head, quickly throwing it to one side and then undoing his belt and unzipping his jeans, pulling them down and stepping out of them. In his haste he’d forgot his trainers, a balancing act followed, trying to remove trainers and jeans at the same time.

I pull the zip of my skirt down, drag my skirt off, loop my thumbs under the elastic holding my panties up and quickly pull them down and discard them. It was the youth called Sullivan that had waited patiently and as I threw them to one side he scooped them up, held then to his nose and breathed in deep.

“Ohhhhh…myyyy, she does smell good…. I’ll treasure these for ever” he said with a grin.

My heart was racing and excitement filled my veins. Jason and I were now both naked. I was ready for him. I drew my knees up and spread my legs wide, inviting him to enter me…come big boy fuck me, it was saying.

*** ****

For Manny it was all so surreal. He was caught up with the excitement. Smoke filled the air and the smell of pot permeated the house, being with the brothers was the coolest thing he’d ever experienced, soon he’d prove himself a man, he’d fuck this whore and show them all just how good he was. Maybe he’d ask big brother if he could have her as his woman…all the other brothers had a girl why not him, she looked real good, she’d do as she was told…she’d have to, after tonight she would be a Red Dragon woman. He took another drag of his joint and felt so good and relaxed as he blew the smoke out again.

*** ****

Jason stood before me, my legs were parted, wanting, willing him to come enter me. My fingers traced the outline of my pussy lips, before thrusting them inside. I was taunting and teasing him. He was doing the same to me, as he held and slowly stroked his hard member, his hand moving up and down the hard shaft.

“I am gona fuck you honey, but not yet…this thing of mine is eventually gona be inside you but first you can give my cock a kiss and a suck, show me how good you are at sucking cock honey”

I did not need a second invitation; I left the couch and knelt before him…his cock felt warm, hard and throbbed in my mouth. My hand now working the shaft and not his. Feeling the warmth of my mouth and hand on his erect penis, he gave a sigh of satisfaction. “Ahhhhhhh…ohhhhh that is soooo good” As my head bobbed back and forth, he gentle rocked to and fro, keeping in time with my sucking, and slurping.

The room was coming alive; I could feel the excitement building as they watched me giving head to Jason, each and everyone of them now more eager than ever to have their turn with me.

As I sucked, I glanced up to see the expression on Jason’s face, it was one of pure pleasure, eyes closed, head back as he wallowed in the euphoria my mouth was giving him. There was other action going on around me and without breaking my own stride or action, and whilst still sucking Jason’s cock I glanced to my left and noticed a video camera being set up, also cell phone cameras already at work. Click, click, click, pictures of me, a cock in my mouth, being sent to who knows where, friends, networks for all I knew they were being posted on the net. Still sucking on Jason’s cock I glanced to my right and could see the large 60-inch plasma TV, its screen blue, then an image appeared on it, an image of me sucking Jason’s cock…it was real and life size. Suddenly the room was filled with approving watchers, clapping, whooping and shouting. What I didn’t know then was that this action was being broadcast live on the Internet…at this very moment thousands of viewers were watching me as I sucked Jason’s cock.

There were a few things I didn’t know then. Things that would change my life forever

I thought that this was to be a one off…give the guys a fuck then leave next day. I found out later that Jason had other plans for me. I hadn’t realized just how much he wanted to humiliate me…had I pissed him off that much? It wasn’t only me though; it was my father also who wanted revenge on.

As I sucked at his cock, my eyes were on the big screen. I cupped his balls in my hand, gently squeezing and fondling them…then carefully placed one on my mouth and suckled it, this time my gaze on Jason, seeing the look of sheer pleasure and to hear the rapture of the guys…I was centre stage and I had their full attention.

*** ****

“Back on the couch, legs up and spread sweetheart”

Sharon pushed back on to the couch and took up the pose she had previously, knees bent, legs spread.

Jason gazed at the gash between Sharon’s legs…it was wet, pink and open. She was ready for him. Now was the time to go down on her, feed on that beautiful cunt of hers. He’d dreamt so many times of doing it, but the bitch had no respect for him, now he was going to show her, now was the time to suckle that warm pink flesh before it was filled with cum, cum that the guys were going to ejaculate into her over the next few hours.

He gave a little chuckle; she had no idea what was in store for her. Her and all those other toffee nosed bitch friends and schoolmates that had shown no respect for him in the past. He was in charge of their lives and their futures now…bring it on.

As Jason’s mouth and tongue came into contact with Sharon’s warm wet pussy lips, she gasped, closed her eyes and pushed back into the cushions…bliss and euphoria filled her most inner core… she thought she was going to cum…but not quite. The sight on the big screen almost brought the house down.

Jason’s tongue licked and delved like some giant lizard, his mouth suckled her clit so intense was the feeling that this time she did cum. The orgasm hit her like a Tsunami; her whole body convulsed and shuddered as it passed through. As it did her finger dug into Jason’s shoulders and a pleasurable scream filled the room…all seen and watched by thousands around the world as it happened. In the room camera’s captured the scene for posterity.

*** ****

When Jason went down on me and his tongue delved, licked and explored my wet pussy I thought I was going to explode…I could hardly contain myself, again and again he attacked delved and licked and when he took my clit it was the last straw, the orgasm hit with full force…their was no containing or holding back, I let out a gigantic scream and just cum, enjoying the moment.

He was obviously an expert with his tongue. I always loved a guy who was good with his tongue. Jason gently licked the sides of my clitoris, stimulating it through the clitoral hood, and then carefully retracted the hood with his fingers. Then placing his tongue beneath my clitoris, slid it upward with soft, wet strokes maintaining gentle, deliberate strokes, I was begging for something harder and faster, but he refused, his tongue continuing to torment and tease…I was now fully turned on and then it hit me, another earth shattering orgasm. I arched my back and pushed my pussy hard against his mouth, I wanted him to taste the honey that was flowing from me.

I fell back into the couches soft cushions. Jason wasted no time, before I could recover he had pushed my legs apart and was inside me, like a wild frenzied animal. Humping hard and fast, I’d wanted something harder and faster and now I was getting it. Fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck. The whole room watched in awe, mezmerised at the scene before them, hardly a sound from them, so engrossed were they in the action. Only my screams and shouts, egging Jason on. I wanted more…much more. My finger nails dug into his flesh as he stabbed at me time after time after time.

He called me names, a whore, a slut, a good for nothing stuck up bitch.

“Yes…yes…yes” I was saying, agreeing with him “I am…I am…I am…just fuck me, fuck me, fuck me” I screamed and all the while the world watched, glued to their seats and sets. Jason wasn’t finished with me yet, he had an audience and he was playing to the crowd, with lighning speed he had withdrawn his cock, spun me over so that I was on my stomach grabbing my ass he pulled it into position, it was now pointing up at him and before I could get my breath he was inside me again. Hump, hump, hump, good deep, fast thrusts. I held on the the top of the couch, clawing at the top edge…begging for more. The room was thick with smoke and noise but I could still hear the sound of his body slapping against my ass. Slap…slap…slap as he humped as hard and as fast as he could, full deep stokes.

“Yerrrggggg” he shouted as his cock thrust a final thrust and he ejaculted, I felt his mother load squirt into me. Like the runner who has just run a marothon panting he collapsed on top of me. I could feel the thumping of his heart

“How was that…did that feel good bitch?” he asked as he withdrew, I felt a sudden void in my pussy where his cock had been only moments ago, and then letting my legs fall to the floor, he stood, and took one last long lingering look at my plundered pussy, smiled and said “Who want’s to be next to fuck this whore?”

It was obviously Sullivan…Troy Sullivan his full name. He’d been silently brooding in the wings, slouched and sprawled in the old chair, naked and nursing his erection, watching and waiting his turn…now that time was here.

He was going to be cool about this he was next. Jason had opened the bitch up. A job he would have liked to have done himself, but hey he wasn’t complaining

He smiled and with slow deliberation, rose from the chair. His body was young and athletic, skin taught and smooth, like all the young guys gathered here tonight. Jason had invited all the young Red Dragon members, promised them a night of sex and debauchery and he had delivered on his promise. As he slowly swaggered toward the hot arsed bitch. The picture on the huge screen alternated from Troy’s hard erection to Sharon’s ass and plundered pussy.

She looked like a grounded bird as she lay there on the couch, bare ass and pussy clearly visible and so inviting, legs wide apart, arms splayed and grabbing the top of the couch…she was still breathing hard, getting her breath back, readying herself for the next onslaught, well bitch you are about to get it.

He knelt down behind her, placing himself between her open legs, he ran his hands over her smooth tight ass…god he loved women’s ass’s…some guys were leg men, some tit men…but he was an ass man, they really set him on fire, he squeezed the buttocks hard causing her to wince and scream, his hands prizing the cheeks apart, then his mouth and tongue were in there, licking and delving. It brought new meaning to the saying “Kiss my ass” this ass he would kiss and lick anytime. He pushed his finger into her soft warm, wet pussy, the same pussy that Jason had ejaculated into a short time before, well he would ejaculate into her, but not into her pussy, he was an anal man, he was going to cum in her ass, the others could cum in her pussy.

“Bring me some KY Gel or anything that will lubricate guys…I’m gona fuck her up the ass” He announced

*** ****

I lay spread eagle on the couch…Jason had plundered me, left me gasping…wanting more. As I slowly returned to earth, coming back from the high euphoria he had taken me to, I heard the click of camera’s and the murmurs and stirrings of the guys around me. It was like being harassed by the paparazzi. The great screen was showing my pussy all wet and pink, open like a petaled flower, then it would flick to Troy Sullivan…he was standing behind me, his taught trim body and his cock, big and hard rising in front of him… I braced myself for the inevitable. His hands felt hot and sweaty as he gently touched and caressed my ass, building in intensity as his lust built, hot hands squeezing my buttocks before forcing my cheeks apart, his hot wet tongue licking, mouth kissing my ass and I could watch it all on the big screen, as could a million other people around the world.

I heard him say “Bring me some KY Gel or anything that will lubricate guys…I’m gona fuck her up the ass”

The camera’s continued to click and flash. The air was thick with the smell of weed; I was getting a little kick back from it myself.

Someone handed Troy something it wasn’t KY Gel. “OK this’ll do” I heard him say. He spread the oily substance on his finger, and then rammed his finger into my ass, making my wince and cry out. “Oh god that hurt” I said to him.

“Oh yeh, well what I got for ya is even bigger sweetheart, see how you like this up your ass” his reply. I felt the head pressing against me. Pressing and pushing…god it hurt…but little by little my ass opened up to allow the expanse and advance of Sullivan’s hard cock, until I felt it’s fullness inside me.

**********

Troy felt Sharon’s warm tight asshole gripping his hard erection, his hands firmly holding her hips, his own hips swiveling back and forth. He smiled as he had first heard her protests, telling him how much it hurt, then the moans and now the soft sighs. Fuck…fuck…fuck, nice long easy strokes. He looked toward the big screen and watched his own actions…yeh he liked what he saw, perhaps I should make a porn movie…his smile turning to a chuckle…but then I already am, he thought to himself.

His hands moved around her waist, then under to her stomach and finally on her breasts, the breasts were firm and the nipples hard…he squeezed them hard, wanting to hear her squeal, but none came. Using his hand he brushed her long blond hair to one side, revealing bare neck, like a vampire possessed he sunk his teeth into the soft fleshy tissue, his mouth sucking at the same time. He repeated the procedure again and again, leaving a trail of love bights as he did so. Satisfied he’d left his mark upon her, even if it were only for a short while he gently kissed her neck and licked her ear. He felt a shudder from her body and a sigh escape from her mouth…god the bitch was actually enjoying all this.

Hump, hump, hump…fuck…fuck…fuck. He could sense the feeling coming on…yes it was starting to build up…oh definitely; he was going to cum and then.

He closed his eyes, made one final thrust and shouted “Oh my god” and let his cum erupt and burst forth like a volcano.

********

My face was buried deep in the cushion. I’d felt the pounding of Troy’s cock in my ass, the slap, slap, slap of his body continually coming into contact with my body. My neck must look like a vampires supper where he’d continually bitten it…I also remember the delightful shudder that ran through my body as he did so. The guy with the camera had done a good job, I felt sure there would be many a horn bound male sitting glued to the TV screen right now.

************

Troy swaggered back to his chair, like a champion boxer who had just delivered the final knock out blow, he slumped into it, picked up the bottle of vodka, took a swallow and eyed Sharon’s ass, he gave a triumphant and satisfied smile as he watched his cum, slowly ooze from it and trickle down her thighs.

**********

Time had no meaning anymore, it was like one long fuck as each young buck stood to take his turn with me, faces were just faces, bodies and cocks all seemed the same. There was no let up; as one finished there was another to take his place…then another…finally the runt of the litter took his turn. All night Manny had waited patiently in the wings, his eyes alternating between the big screen and the actual event. He realized his effort was about to be broadcast to the world. He had a moment of panic. His brother put his arm around his shoulders, giving him an assuring brotherly hug.

“You can do it little bro…you can do it…just get in there and fuck it” his advice to him.

***********

I was on my back, my legs drawn up and wide apart. I could see he was nervous, uncertain.

“Come on Manny” I said, “I know you can do it”

It seemed to break the spell, he wasn’t going to have this female tell him what he could or could not do.

“Shut up bitch…I know I can do it…I’m gona fuck you and fuck you hard” his response.

That’s my boy I thought.

*******

Manny stood there staring at the whores pink slit…well Jason had said she was a whore who he had coming to entertain them…. but he hadn’t been too sure. It was wet and open… fluids oozing from it…cum, it had to be cum from all the other guys who had been in before him. He’d watched all the other bro’s fuck her…one by one they had thrust their dicks inside her and given her a good fuck. Now it was his turn, he’d almost cum a few times just watching, but had managed to hold on…he must hold on a little longer, he didn’t want to go off before he got inside her, he’d waited and dreamt this moment for far too long.

The bro’s and his brother were chanting, egging him on, guffawing and sniggering at his hesitation.

“Go on little fella…fuck it don’t just look at it” sniggers and laughs.

Then the girl said something that broke his dream like state

“Come on Manny I know you can do it”

That was it, no Red Dragon women or any other women was going to tell him what he could or could not do.

“Shut up bitch…I know I can do it…I’m gona fuck you and fuck you hard” his response.

He took his already hard and eager cock and began to pump it up even harder, dropped to his knees and between her spread eagle legs and with one swift movement, thrust inside her.

“Oh god…oh god…oh god” he could not help his response, like jumping into a cool refreshing pool and taking his breath away, he was inside her and it felt so good. Warm and wet, like having a velvet sheath wrapped around his cock and still quite tight, even after all those other guys had been in before him

He flung his body on top of hers; his ass rose and fell at a steady rhythm, hard, deep thrusts. He wanted the bitch to know she was being fucked. He felt her body arch back and a gasp come from her mouth. He liked the feel of her warm body next to his, her skin so soft, the feel of those big firm tits in his hands as he squeezed and kneaded them…at last…at last he was in paradise.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, she was clinging to him like a limpet a soft purring noise and moan emanating from her lips.

He smiled inwardly; god the bitch loved it. The harder he drove into her the tighter her grip and the louder he moans

He wanted to leave his mark upon her and his teeth bit into her neck, mouth sucking just as Troy had done. One, two, three, four…he moved across her neck, purple oval shapes appearing as he went.

She was pleading for him to stop…not to leave marks…but the pleading was half hearted…she liked the feel of his biting…she’d just have to live with the marks. She was a Red Dragon women now and Red Dragon women did as they were told.

He wanted to go on forever, but watching and waiting had taken its toll. Ten minutes of fucking was all he could muster and with a great howl, he unleashed a great flow of cum. The feeling that ran through his body was phenomenal, even his toes seemed to curl. He knew there and then that he was going to enjoy fucking.

The girl was lying spread eagled on the couch, more fluid dripping from her pussy. He gave the bro’s a high five as he swaggered past them…the hardness in his cock starting to wane…but then who cares, it would be hard again soon, his thoughts now on his mates mother…he liked the idea of giving her one…he wouldn’t fail in his duty next time.

*********

Oh god…I felt well and truly fucked as well I was, god I hoped that the young fella was the last one. My pussy was red raw and starting to get sore. I just lay there staring at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the guys and the thump, thump, thump of the music. I pushed up into a sitting position. The big screen still featured me, god I looked a sight. My neck looked like vampires had chewed it, a mass of purple blotches covered most of it. They had sent a delightful shudder through me at the time but now they looked terrible. Bruises were appearing on other parts of my body, around my breasts and a couple of love bights on my thighs were evident…I needed to pee.

“Come on we need you in the other room” It was Jason.

“Oh god no Jason please no more…I’m really sore down there and I need a pee…please no more”

He laughed “Ha all a bit too much for you eh?” he said.

“Yes…I don’t dare ask how many guys fucked me tonight” I replied “And please don’t tell me I don’t want to know” I added.

“He laughed again “OK I won’t…and no we don’t want any more sex from you tonight my dear…well we do but enough is enough, you’ve done very well…no this is entirely different”

“Can I at least have a comfort stop first…please” I asked.

He was hesitant, and then relented “OK five minutes and that’s all…after that we come in and get you”

I closed the toilet door, there was no lock on it, the pee was a great relief. I wanted to take a nice long shower but time would not allow it. I filled the washbasin with tepid water and then dipping part of the towel into it first, washed my pussy as best I could. My body stank of male semen, sperm that had deliberately been ejaculated onto my body. I recalled a couple or three who had pulled out at the last minute, masturbated then watched a stream of white fluid streak from their cocks and land on my face, near my pussy or ass. The sticky substance had now dried but the smell lingered.

“Come on sweetheart times up…we’ve got things that need doing” It was Jason and what did he mean we’ve got things that need doing?

Being naked amongst all these guys no longer posed an embarrassment. I was the lone girl amongst all these guys, most of them now wandered around the house naked or near naked, we’d done things together, intimate things…like fucking.

“Oh please Jason no more screwing…please” I begged him as they led me to the kitchen area.

“I told you…no more fucking…we have one more little chore to perform” he said

“What’s that?” I asked with apprehension.

“You’ll see… all in good time”

As we entered the large kitchen, a guy sat at the kitchen table, but he was not naked like the rest of us. He looked kind of out of place dressed in black jeans, black T-shirt and black hi-heel boots. He sported a full beard and long dark hair with gray tingeing. He looked like a country singer, but he was nothing of the sort. When he saw us all enter he stood, smiled and said “Ah the little lady I presume” He’d been watching it all unfold on a small TV in the kitchen.

I was hustled to the table and bent over it. My arms and legs held firm by some of the youths.

“Oh god Jason no… you promised no more fucking, please…I’m sore down there…please”

“Oh quiet girl…Rod’s not here to fuck you”

If he wasn’t here to fuck me then what?.

“About here” I heard Rod say and felt his finger trace an area on my ass.

“Yep…same as the others Rod”

There was a buzzing sound, like a dentist drill, then the sting as the needle danced its way across my butt, injecting the red dye.

“Ouch…oh god that hurts…oh jeeze not a tattoo, please Jason not a tattoo”

“On you my love it’s gona look good…wait and see”

“Why are you doing this Jason…I’ve fulfilled my side of the bargain”

“Bargain…bargain, there was no bargain…besides I’ve got big plans for you…big plans”

I felt the final prick of the needle and Rod ran his cloth over the finished product.

“Whow…looks great Rod…you done well” said Jason. There were accompanying remarks of approval from the rest of the guys who had crowded into the kitchen to watch.

My relief that it was all over was short lived as I was flipped onto my back, my legs forced apart and Rod commenced putting a tattoo on my thigh, as near as possible to my pussy. Oh god no I sighed as tears began to flow.

Eventually it was all over, more approval from the crowd. The youths let me go and dispersed. For a while I did not move, just lay on the table, looking at the ceiling. I didn’t want to look at the graphics that had been tattooed into my skin. Rolling off the table, I looked at my thigh, it was a blurred image I was seeing because of the tears, I rubbed the tears away. I was horrified at what I saw.

“Jason you bastard…how could you?” more tears rolling down my cheek.

What I’d seen was the picture of a bright Red Dragon’s head, set in green laurel foliage, with fancy script on the top reading “The Property Of” and on the bottom script “The Red Dragons”

“I’m not you’re property Jason” I spit at him defiantly.

“Oh but you are…very much so…you’ll soon come to realize it…not even you’re daddy will help you here my love” his reply.

As I perused the surrounding faces all laughing and smirking. I felt a cold shudder and a sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach. Adding to all that, the camera had continued to broadcast the whole thing for the Internet, how many viewers had seen it all unfold before them.

“Now tell me Sharon…how do you think you’re fiancé will take all this when he returns…do you think he’ll be just as keen as he was for a wedding?” A wicked smile on his face

I knew that any plans I’d had for a wedding were well and truly off. Plus any plans for a future wedding with anyone was highly unlikely. No one was going to marry a Red Dragon girl.

Right now I felt like a wreck as Jason led me through the crowd and adjoining rooms. The place looked like a battle zone, lust filled eyes followed my naked body as I passed them by, some showing signs of wanting more. Lewd remarks, sniggers and laughing a remark from one youth to another “Yeh well she’s a Red Dragon girl now”

I wanted to rise up and rebel against them, be defiant but I just did not have it in me at present.

My clothes lay in a jumbled heap on the floor, minus panties and bra, reminders and mementos no doubt.

“Bring them with you” Jason said.

My ordeal had not quite ended, after picking up what was left of my clothes; Jason led me to a bedroom and closed the door behind him.

“Oh god no…please Jason no”

*****

Dawn had broke and the big V8 stopped outside the farms long drive. Jason had no wish to have a confrontation with my father or any of the farm hands…I could walk the rest of the way. My only wish right now was a long hot soak in the tub to rid myself of the smells that had impregnated my body. When Jason had had his fill with me in the early hours of the morning, there was a brief period of sleep, and then the sounds of the youths woke me.

I could have showered there, but sharing the shower with all those randy young guys did not appeal to me. “Just take me home Jason” I’d said.

I was surprised that he kept a large array of female clothing, panties, bra’s and dresses. There was a wardrobe full of them as was a draw.

“Who does all this stuff belong to Jason…I never took you to be into drag” I asked

He just smiled in return and replied, “All in good time babe… all in good time when all will be revealed…in the mean time just take what you want”

I took a pair of clean knickers a bra and a silk scarf to hide the love bights that were now glaringly obvious.

“We’ll be in touch sweetheart…there are a few things we need to sort out now that you are a Red Dragon woman” said Jason as I left the car.

I didn’t want to stand there and debate the point, first a bath, then some sleep…time to think later.

Dad and the morning crew were just sitting down to breakfast as I entered the house, they would have started work early morning, breakfast and then back to work. I wasn’t hungry, but the coffee smelt good.

“Oh so you do come home eventually” said dad, “You look a mess, where have you been all night”

This was nothing new I always got this and a lecture every time I’d been out; he kinda forgets I’m not a little girl anymore.

“Out” my reply.

There followed the usual debate…debate being a polite way of saying argument.

He fired off his dressing down, turned and went back to his breakfast. I grabbed a mug of hot steaming coffee and went to my room. Having and en-suite attached did help, the door secured I stripped off and took a long look at the tattoo’s in the mirror, first front, then the one on my butt. Oh god they were bright red and dark green. Shit…shit…shit, there was no way of getting them off, I could scrub as much as I liked they were there to stay. “The Property of the Red Dragons” that’s what Sharon McGuire was, “The Property of the Red Dragons”

If my fiancé Wayne Styles didn’t know about me yet, he soon would and my tattoos would confirm it.

Wayne worked for my father also; he kept the books, as he’d studied accountancy. It was always understood that Wayne and I would get married someday, with Wayne taking over the business when dad retired…well the married part was now out. Just wait until I get my hands on Niki…murder was on my mind right then.

The bath was good and hot, plenty of smellie’s in the water, with some soothing cream on my plundered pussy I was starting to feel a little better. It also occurred to me that wearing my bikini was now out…I mean there was no way I was going to wander up the beach advertising I was a Red Dragon girl…a short pair of shorts would have to do the trick.

I rang work…told them I was taking some time out…when I was put through to Mr. Hopkins I knew I was in trouble.

“Sorry Sharon I don’t think you need to come back…you’re not the kind of worker we need around here…know what I mean…let’s just say I have accepted your resignation” then he hung up.

So it had started. I hung around home for a day or so, not wanting to venture too far. I knew by the smirks and smiles on the younger workers faces that they too knew what had happened…soon it would be dad.

Thn Nikki’s blue Honda Accord pulled up outside…god she had a nerve.

When she came to my room I blasted into her, telling her just what I thought of her, then showing her my tattoos. “See this is what you got me into you, you bitch” I spat at her.

She waited until I had said my piece and ran out of anger. She lifted her skirt and showed me a tattoo that matched my own.

“What you as well” I asked

“Hu, uh…as with all the other Cheer Leader girls from our time at school, Jason has been tricking us all into becoming Red Dragon girls, I had to do what he asked of me, that was to get to you, be careful Sharon he and the others are dangerous…there’s much more to it that the young guys, believe me…just do as they say, it’s not worth the alternative”

What Nikki told me did nothing to cheer me up.

Eventually I had to leave my safe sanctuary. I couldn’t stay locked up forever. I took my BMW and drove into town. It was so obvious I was the talk of the town, when I went to shop the young female assistants had smiles and smirks on their faces.

“Oh hello Sharon…tell me what’s it like being a Red Dragon girl?” then look at their colleague and start to snigger and laugh.

The guys were even worse, as I passed them it was “Oh hi there Sharon…any chance of a fuck tonight?” more sniggers and laughter.

The older element just snubbed their noses at me. “Well I never she has a nerve…the little slut” Yes the whole town knew…it was just a question of time for dad.

The V8 slowly pulled up along side me as I made my way back to my car. “Hey bitch…come her” it was Troy Sullivan.

“What do you want Sullivan?” I asked

“Not what I want, it’s what Jason wants…get in the car”

I hesitated, thinking defiance; then Niki’s words came back to me. The car door opened and I climbed in the back seat beside Troy.

“You’re a Red Dragon woman now bitch, show a bit of respect” he said as his hand dropped to my thigh.

The car moved away from the busy part of the city, winding its way back to the old villa, the villa I had spent the night with all those young bucks…I was accompanied by three of them now, two in the front, one whose face looked kind of familiar. With that many different faces I could not recall all of them.

Troy’s hand felt hot against my skin as he slowly worked his way up my thigh, as he did so he pulled the hem of my skirt up also to reveal my blue panties and the brightly coloured tattoo.

“It’s a great looking tattoo…don’t you think so bitch” he said with a smirk.

The youth in the front passengers seat turned to ogle at it. “I think it’s great sweetheart…and you have great legs and a real nice tight pussy” he said “Well it was the other night…but who knows for how long eh?” he added, all three laughing at his pathetic little joke.

Troy continued to stroke my thigh, then unzipped his fly, removed a now very hard cock and said, “Give me a blow job…your mouth looks particularly inviting today bitch”

It was a nice looking cock, about seven inches maybe a little more, cut, pretty thick with a nice corona, hard and pointing upward. It felt warm and clammy in my hand as I proceeded to masturbate him first. He rested his head on the back of the seat, closed his eyes and moaned “Ohhh…yeh, that feels so good” as he wallowed at the touch of my hand. My tongue flicked out like a lizards and licked its way around the corona and the slit at the top, before I devoured the whole shaft in my mouth.

“Oh god…oh god” he moaned even louder, his body stiffened his back arched upward as he tried to force more of his cock down my throat, then he relaxed with a long sigh and just let me suck upon his cock, his hand on the back of my neck. As one of my hands worked the shaft, the other cupped and gently massaged his balls. He soon became lost in the euphoria of the moment, nothing else mattered, just the magical feeling he was receiving right now.

Troy gave an upward thrust and I felt his warm fluid fill my mouth…he was cuming. There was no great cry…just a long soft moan “Ohhhhh that feels soooo good” his cock throbbing and pulsing.

My mouth was now full of his warm acrid tasting cum. I wanted to spit it out, but to do so in the car with its light gray leather upholstery would bring forth a major rebuke from the other occupants. Troy could see my dilemma. “Swallow it…swallow it bitch…don’t dare spit it out onto the upholstery” he shouted. I did as he instructed and with one big gulp, swallowed the warm fluid. “Yuk” I said wiping my hand across my mouth.

He only laughed saying “You’ll get used to it bitch…it’s good for you” continuing to chuckle.

We had arrived at the villa, to be greeted by Jason and other young members of the gang.

“Any problems” asked Jason

“None at all…came as instructed…gave me a great blowjob on the way” Troy added.

“Well, well I am surprised, thought our Sharon would put up a bit more resistance…perhaps she likes being with us guys…is that right Sharon…you like being a Red Dragon woman?”

“Don’t flatter yourselves Jason…it’s only threats and intimidation that got me here”

He pondered my answer for a moment. “Oh yeh…somehow I don’t think so…you’re using it as an excuse…how do you like your tattoo, pretty neat eh?”

******

Jason decided he wanted to parade his new woman through the main street of the city, the people should know that Sharon McGuire was a Red Dragon woman. He picked his two youthful drivers wearing their Red Dragon jackets and baseball caps either back to front or to one side. The big V8 engine powered up and began its journey toward the city. I was in the back seat of the car with Jason, he with his arm around my shoulder, he was in a happy mood. He was about to show off his latest acquisition, the daughter of Howard McGuire…a smug smile on his face at the thought of it. His fingers nimbly undid the buttons on my blouse, when he’s undone each and every one, he then pulled it free from the waist of my skirt and spread it open wide to reveal my bra and bare midriff, then slipped his hand under the hem of the skirt and began to stroke my thigh. “Mmm” he said, “Feels real nice” and lowered his head to kiss and lick my cleavage, working slowly up to kiss my neck and then fully on my lips.

There was a sound of a siren and red and blue flashing lights as the police car came up behind us indicating we should pull over.

There were three officers, none of whom I could see, with my back to them. Knuckles wrapped on the window, indicating it be wound down. On seeing who the officer was my blood froze…it was sheriff Downing…Stan Downing, my uncle, married to mums sister. Oh god I was so in trouble. He was as shocked to see me in the back of the car with Jason Brewer…half naked, as I was at seeing him.

“Sharon…what the hell are you doing in there…half naked?” he asked, Jason’s hand remained firmly up my skirt attached to my thigh

“She’s a Red Dragon girl now sheriff” said Jason with smug satisfaction.

“A Red Dragon? I don’t believe it son”

To prove his point and before I could stop him, Jason lifted my skirt up, revealing my thighs, panties and the Red Dragon tattoo. Using his finger Jason traced the outline of the tattoo. “See sheriff plane as day…she’s Red Dragon women…aren’t you honey? He asked of me.

I hesitated before mumbling. “Yes…yes uncle Stan…I’m a Red Dragon women now” backing up Jason’s claim.

There was a stunned silence as uncle Stan stared long and hard at the tattoo, trying to take it all in, at least I thought it was my tattoo that had his attention. He said nothing; just gawked…I started to feel embarrassed and uncomfortable at his continuous stare.

“What is it sheriff, ya getting a hard on?” Jason asked with a smug smile.

The sound of Jason’s voice and what he had just said jerked uncle out of his trance.

“What’s that boy…you trying to be smart?”

His two assistants having inspected the car for faults now joined uncle Stan and stood staring at my semi nakedness, big smiles on their faces.

“You boys finished?” he asked

“Sure have boss” still smiling and gazing at my thighs and knickers.

“Get back in the car…we got work to do?” he said, turning his attention back to Jason

Jason wanting to wind him up even further leaned over and kissed my cleavage. Then addressing uncle Stan said

“Mmmmm she sure tastes good sheriff…you should try her sometime” at the same time rubbing his hand up and down my thigh.

“She fucks real good…would you like to fuck her sheriff…she wouldn’t mind you fucking her…would you honey?” he added.

I turned to Jason with a pleading look “Please don’t make me answer Jason…you know he’s my uncle” I said in a whisper.

His smile was wicked. He was determined to humiliate both my uncle and myself. Ignoring my plea he repeated his request.

“Go on, tell the sheriff you don’t mind him fucking you”

I tried not to look at my uncle and said in a low voice

“It’s OK to fuck me sheriff”

“No…no, louder, he can’t hear you”

“It’s OK to fuck me sheriff” I said in a loud voice.

My uncle leaned inside the car and addressed Jason.

“Listen Brewer get the hell out of here before I find something to haul your lousy ass into jail and you young lady, I’m very disappointed in you…thought you had more sense”

“Well such a pity we can’t help you sheriff, you don’t know what your missing…perhaps some other time eh…let’s go boy’s” said Jason.

The car powered away, tyres squealing.

“Shit…shit…shit, why did you make me do that Jason, you know he’s my uncle, he’s only going to go and tell my father”

“Oh it was only a bit of fun, besides I like winding the sheriff up and your father is going to find out eventually”

The car sped on toward the city. I was about to be paraded through the main street. A slow ride with radio blaring was a sure way to draw attention to the passers by and I would be seen sitting in the back seat with Jason Brewer, his arm around my shoulder and me half naked. I wasn’t the first and I certainly wouldn’t be the last. I could just imagine the murmurs and mutterings of the public, both senior and younger.

“Hey isn’t that Sharon McGuire in the back seat sitting there half naked…well I never…just a little whore…never thought she was like that” from the more senior, or

“Hey isn’t that Sharon McGuire with Jason Brewer, shit she’s a Red Dragon girl, who would have thought it, she always seemed a stuck up to good for anyone when at school…you never know about some people do you?” from the younger. Of course most people knew about the initiation for females into the Red Dragons, they would know every member of the gang had screwed me

We were nearing the outer limits, another five and we would be in the town centre. My humiliation parade was about to start.

“Crank up the sound Darren” Jason instructed the driver. The noise was deafening with the boom, boom from the loudspeakers.

Jason pulled me closer, his hand massaging my bra-covered breast as the slow parade began.

It seemed to last forever as we made our way up the main drag, heads turning to see who it was creating the mayhem. The unapproving looks from people did not seem to perturb Jason; in fact he reveled in it. He had a new girl and he wanted to let them see who it was…Sharon McGuire.

Glancing to left and right I could see people watching us as we drove slowly by…some I knew, disapproval for what we were doing on all their faces. There was Mrs. Salter, talking to Mrs. Genell and Mrs. Stapleforth. I could just imagine the conversation “Well will you look at that, it’s that hussy Sharon McGuire and what about her fiancé…it’s him I feel sorry for”

The giggling and laughing young girls and women. The guy’s, young and old now thinking I’d be an easy lay, if I could get my knickers down for the Red Dragons, I could certainly get them down for them. My reputation, if I had any reputation was less than zero. Whore and slut came to mind. Just to add some raw salt into the mix, Jason gave me a full-blooded kiss, making sure everybody could see.

What was only a few minutes seemed like an hour? I was most relieved when we made it to the end of the avenue, my relief was short lived when he had them turn the car around and parade me down the avenue once more. Knocking him back all those years sure had pissed him off, now he was getting his revenge in spades and loving every moment of it.

Like all nightmares they do end and we made our way back to their headquarters. The sight of Nikki’s blue Honda parked up outside made me feel somewhat better, there were other cars there also, cars I seemed to recognize.

I buttoned up my blouse and followed Jason into the house. Friendly faces greeted me, faces I knew, and faces I had gone to school with.

There were hugs and kisses on the cheek. Jenny Sanderson said. “Well welcome to the Red Dragons I see you are now one of us, one of the sisterhood”.

“All of you are Red Dragon girls?” I asked.

“Yes…yes we are” a chorus and some lifting their skirts, letting me see their tattoo’s just like mine.

“Did you volunteer or did they have to persuade you?”

“I volunteered as did Jenny Whitcroft… but the rest were like you, a little persuasion… but hey it’s not that bad, really, we have a lot of fun together”

Some of the others did not seem to share her enthusiasm, whilst they did not verbally say so; I read it in their faces and expressions. It was obvious that Jenny had established herself as the head of the sisterhood. Nearly all the girls had been to school together, I noticed one thing that was common to all of us and that was our good looks, we’d all been cheerleaders for the college football team and coach Edwards had made certain that the cheerleaders had the best of figures and looked good also…now we had been systematically chosen to serve as Red Dragon girls.

“Just keep you’re nose clean and don’t rock the boat…do as you’re told and none of us will get into trouble…you understand?”

“I have no intention of remaining a Red Dragon girl” I said with defiance “If they think they can manipulate me, they can think again”

This remark brought laughter from all the girls, including Jenny.

“Oh Sharon…you really do think the world is flat and that having daddy own a big spread makes you immune to all this… well it doesn’t…you’ve been selected as a Red Dragon girl…you are tattooed accordingly and will always belong to them and do as they bid…you’ll learn and come to accept that eventually and as I said…you’ll enjoy the work”

I stared defiantly at Jenny…then the word WORK struck home.

“What do you mean, work?”

“Let me explain… these young bucks are not the real main part of the organization, they serve a purpose and their reward is a few drugs and they get to fuck us, for a while you’ll be Jason’s woman…because he wants you right now, but in time he’ll find someone new and turn you over to one of the young bucks as his woman. Jason is one of the elders of the organization and is here to make sure things go like clockwork…like all crime organizations they are into just about everything that makes money. Drugs, sex, prostitution, smuggling and general mayhem, for us you can rule out the drugs, smuggling and general mayhem. That leaves sex and prostitution…getting the meaning honey?”

I looked at her aghast…surely not I thought. “Prostitution…you mean they expect us to be prostitutes?”

“Well not in the same way as other prostitutes, but they do use us when there is a deal or a favour needed and a little sex helps that deal along…you with me honey? I mean take a look at us all…not wanting to be big headed or anything, but we all have good looks and dare I say are desirable to males…even maybe to some females…so to sweeten the pot a little that’s when we come in ”

I looked at the other girls and they all nodded their heads in agreement. Nikki confirming that is how it is.

“And porn movies…you’ll be making porn movies as well” Diane Westbrook chimed in.

“Still that should come natural to you now Sharon…after your initiation night, you’re face…and other parts like your cunt are now known worldwide…you have nothing to hide from them have you” said Jenny laughing.

“One more thing…don’t try to be smart with them or defy them by refusing to do as they tell you, because they will only punish one of us and not you…so if you decide to say no, remember it’s one of your sisters that will suffer not you…that’s how they operate.”

“Can’t we go to the police…this kind of thing is just shit, against the law, if we all stood together and went to the cops, surely they will do something for us” I said.

This brought a huge bout of laughing. “Oh Sharon you really are naïve, the cops are part and parcel. If you ever get pulled over, don’t shout or argue with them, just get in the back seat of their car, if they want a fuck, give them a fuck, if it’s a blow job give them a blow job, once they have had their fill you’ll be on your way again, just put it down to part of the job”

“My uncle Stan is head sheriff, I’ll see him, he’ll sought it out for us” I said. If my first remark had them laughing, this remark had them in hysterics and it had me mad at them.

“Sharon dear, more bad news, he’s the worst of them all, he’s fucked me at least six times and I’ve given him just as many blow jobs” Then suddenly everyone was telling me how many times uncle Stan had either fucked them or they had given him a blow job.

I was stunned and shattered, this could not be, it was not possible, not uncle Stan, he’s always been my hero…I’d gone everywhere with him…no…no, not uncle Stan.

***

Nikki dropped me off at home; reminding me she would pick me up in the morning. Jason had plans for me and needed to go over my schedule with me.

I’d showered, dried off and stood staring at the mirror, the tattoo seemed so large. I kept hoping that one day I’d wake up and it had disappeared, but alas that was never going to happen. The tattoo told the world that I belonged to the Red Dragons and what I was. I should send my fiancé an e-mail and let him know we can never get married. I knew I should do it, but couldn’t bring myself write him.

Tonight we were having guests for dinner, uncle Stan amongst them. Once a month father liked organizing a formal get together. Tonight I’d wear my red cocktail dress, low cut, black stockings and black hi-heals, I thought red was appropriate for me just now.

As luck would have it I was seated next to uncle Stan. I felt flushed and somewhat embarrassed knowing that he knew what I was…had he talked to dad yet, the wonder was that no one had already phoned to give him the good news.

I could sense uncle Stan’s eyes on me as we sat and ate our meal and chatted. I felt a little uncomfortable, waiting for the moment when he would bring the subject up…but we managed to get through the evening meal without incident. I said I needed some fresh air and went out onto the verandah. I walked to the far side of the house, where it was dark and away from the sound of voices. I leaned forward against the rail, the night was crystal clear, not a cloud in the sky, the stars twinkled, and there was the scent of night stock in the air, the sounds of the night, cicadas, the croaking of frogs and the sound of our cattle. I used to love these nights when I was a kid, come out here and dream of my future…but not the future I was heading for… now I detected another smell…the smell of a cigar. The sound of footsteps…then uncle Stan was standing beside me, a drink in one hand and twirling a cigar in the other, he was close to me…very close. I could feel the warmth of his body next to mine, for a moment or two he said nothing.

“It sure surprised me seeing you in that car with Jason Brewer little lady” my heart thumped, my pulse raced “So you’re a Red Dragon girl now eh?” he said.

“No uncle Stan…it’s not….”

“It sure looks like it to me honey….I mean the tattoo and all that” he said “Got one on your butt as well?” he asked, putting his drink and cigar on the handrail and his hand on my ass, patting and squeezing it.

“Bet it looks real good…your ass I mean not the tattoo…must inspect it some time eh?”

It was obviously right what the girls had said about uncle Stan…he’d fucked them all and received blowjobs from them also.

His touch was slow and gentle at first, making wider and wider circles, getting bolder and bolder, then squeezing my buttock hard.

“I guess now would be a good time to inspect it and after all you did say I could fuck you…. you were most insistent on that, if I do recall”

He took a sideways step behind my, pressing himself hard against my butt, I could also feel something hard sticking into me and it wasn’t his police issue gun.

He ran his hands over my hips, around my waist and up to cup my heaving breasts, then snuggled his face into my hair and began to kiss the back of my neck.

“Oh Sharon, you have no idea how long I’ve waited or how much I’ve wanted to fuck you my dear” he pressed against me even harder, working his erection against my butt, even through the fabric of my dress it felt big and hard. “And now here…tonight, that dream is about to come true…seeing you there with Jason Brewer was the best sight I’d seen in a long while” his hands now pulling the hem of my dress up.

“Lean over the rail a little my love” he said “Yes that’s the way” there was the sound of air being sucked inward “Oh my gawd…. that is just so beautiful…just so beautiful…and I do like the tattoo…don’t you my love”

I made no reply to that. I just let him get on with it, denying him any favour was like denying any of the Red Dragons favours. “Do as you’re told and put it down to experience” is what I’d been told.

I felt my panties being pulled down, the night air giving a sensuous feel as a breeze wafted over my naked pussy.

“Spread your legs nice and wide sweetheart” he said “That’s the way…you have the idea” he added as I complied with his request.

I heard the zip on his trousers as he pulled it down, and then the warm hard shaft brush against my thigh as he searched for my entrance, the bulbous head parting my pussy lips

“Oh god…. oh my god” I moaned as he thrust upward and inward. I felt the fullness of his erection inside me; it seemed quite large…it was obvious he was well hung. He made no movement, just stood there, pressing himself hard against my butt, sighing and moaning at the euphoria he now felt. He pulled my body close to his, I could feel the excitement he was feeling right at that moment, he nuzzled into my hair and kissed the back of my neck, his hands squeezing and kneading my breasts.

“Oh Sharon…. Sharon…I’ve wanted this for so long my love” he murmured soft and low. It was then that his hips swayed back and forth, working his cock back and forth…now he was fucking me. The thrusts were deep, meaningful and full of lust, each thrust pushing my thighs hard against the top of the handrail. Somehow the night sky the air and all the sounds had lost any meaning. I was now only aware of uncle Stan screwing me. There was a burst of laughter from the house…. at first I thought they were laughing at uncle Stan and I…but that of course was ludicrous. If they found us right now, fucking the way we were they wouldn’t be laughing. It just needed for one of them to take a night stroll around the house and catch us.

I doubted it would be on uncles Stan’s mind right now…what is it they say about the male penis “A standing cock has no conscience” well he certainly didn’t right now…getting caught seemed the last thing on his mind.

Hump…hump…hump, fuck…fuck…fuck. He was relentless, “Oh god…oh jeeze uncle Stan…oh my god…” I couldn’t find the words I really wanted to say.

“You like that honey…you like being fucked by uncle Stan…is that what you’re trying to say”

“Oh god yes…yes” I gasped in return. It would seem I was now just as complicit in this affair as uncle Stan as he continued to pound into me. I turned my head toward him, felt his hot lips on my cheek as he kissed me, then my ear, and then my neck. Fuck…fuck…. Fuck.

He gave a stifled gasp, one more big thrust and he was cuming. “Ahhhhhhh” His desire to fuck me had come to an end…. For the time being, I had now doubts, there would be many more times ahead. My life this night had changed forever…nothing was going to be the same again…I’d been given a new direction and a new destination.

“Come on sweetheart…pull you’re pants up, before anyone catches us out here” He said. Now he was thinking with his head and not his cock…but I’m sure that would all change with his next erection.

We tried to make our re-entry to the house look normal and natural. I put my arm through his. He held his drink and cigar and we talked and laughed.

“Oh there you two are, we were going to send a search party out for you, where have you been” The question coming from dad.

I explained how I’d been out on the verandah when uncle Stan joined me, we talked as uncles and nieces sometimes do…. missing out the juicy bits. I saw aunt Mollie looking at me, I blushed and felt guilty…did she really believe my version? Somehow I felt she did not.

*************

Niki’s blue Honda was there at eight thirty prompt. I’d spent the night tossing and turning, sleep didn’t come until it was almost time to get up. I’d been determined to fight back, resist these guys, who the hell were they to dictate to me what I was to do and not do, how I was to live my life. It sounded good to start with but as morning neared my resolve began to wane and here I was dressed and waiting for Nikki. Yes I know I’m weak. Just what was it Jason needed to talk to me about and what was the schedule he had in mind?

Wayne had sent a message saying…we need to talk, he’d obviously seen or heard what had happened…end of engagement I guess. Parents had not made any comments but I knew the ranch hands had heard or seen my performance. Time was running out, the axe was about to fall.

When Nikki and I arrived at the old farmhouse come villa, Diane and Jenny were already there.

“I need to talk to Sharon alone for a while girls gi-me five minutes eh?”

When the others had left he found a chair and slumped into it, “Take a seat sweetheart”

I took the other chair

“Well it seems we have a big opportunity opening up for you Sharon…could become quite a big star actually” he said.

Now what was he talking about, I didn’t like anything Jason suggested.

“Seems you made a big impression when we broadcast your initiation world wide the other night”

“Yes…well, that was not my doing, I had nothing to do with that and I don’t recall giving permission for the broadcast…I thought it was just a thrill for the boys night, not me being part of your youths gang or whatever it is”

He gave a chuckle “Yes well be that as it may but you are now one of our…. er little team”

“So what is it you have in mind now Jason”

He leaned forward in his chair “Well none other than Crystal Clear Movie Productions contacted me, they had seen your performance and are prepared to give you an audition…they believe they can make you one of the biggest stars in the business”

Some how I got the impression we weren’t talking Hollywood or even Bollywood here.

“Porn…you’re talking porn movies aren’t you Jason”

“Yes of course I’m talking porn movies, but it’s Crystal Clear Productions we’re talking about here…one of the biggest…not some grotty one video camera operation… but the real deal”

“And you expect me to audition for them…is that right?”

“Yes of course I do…what the fucks wrong with you…this is your big chance, really good money”

“And you think my being a porn star is what I want?”

He looked at me for a moment or two “It’s not what you want sweetheart…it’s what I want for you…you really don’t have any choice in the matter…now let’s move on”

“No I …..”

He put his hand up to stifle any further conversation “Matter closed…let’s move on.”

I was frustrated and furious that I didn’t seem to have any say in the matter, getting used to this “You’re a Red Dragon woman, keep your mouth shut and do as your told” scenario just didn’t sit well with me. I bit my lip and fumed inwardly.

“Now were flying out to Bloomfield, on the west coast, that’s where Crystal Clear Productions have their studio’s (Why was I not surprised) Diane, Jenny and Niki are coming with us I’ve secured auditions for them as well…we fly out in three hours”

“God that doesn’t leave much time to pack and tell the folks where I’m going” I said

“No need for packing, we have everything you will need already packed for you, just ring home and make your excuses…allow a week…fun, frolicking and who knows maybe a bit of fucking” he said with a wide grin on his face.

I rang home, it took a bit of explaining to mum what I was doing. “What about work have you told them?” she asked. I hadn’t told her I’d been asked to resign, she…well they all would know pretty soon anyway.

Diane and Jenny seemed excited about the whole deal; Niki was resigned to it and had a philosophical approach to it all, I guess that was my approach to….I was becoming more and more resigned to what Jason was doing to me. He sat next to me on the flight, he tried to engage me in conversation, but I just didn’t feel sociable toward him. I looked out of the window, not that there was anything to see a few clouds and way, way below the mountain ranges.

“Tell me Jason, why are you doing this to me…. did I piss you off that much back when you worked for dad?” I said eventually.

He took a moment to consider his reply “Yes…yes you did, but it was more than that. Your dad fired me and I never did like that smart Alec fiancé of yours…or is it ex fiancé of yours” he said with a smile, then continuing “I thought this was a great way to get my own back, get to everyone of you, you as a stuck up bitch, your dad for firing me, see what his precious gold headed daughter had turned into and Wayne who thought all he had to do was marry the bosses daughter and inherit everything…well it’s all falling to pieces isn’t it?”

“God Jason you blame dad for firing you…. for heavens sake you were stealing from him, he thought the world of you, the son he never had, it’s you who would have inherited the farm, not me, not Wayne you stupid bastard…you blew it”

“Well I’ve got some more news for you my dear, you probably won’t believe me, but I didn’t steal from your father…it was your precious fiancé who did a great job of framing me for it…he wanted me out of the equation and he succeeded didn’t he”

It took a moment for it to sink in “You’re lying Jason, Wayne’s not like that, he wouldn’t do such a thing”

“Right…as I said you wouldn’t believe me, but it’s the truth none the less”

There was silence between us from then on, but it had me thinking, could it have been that way…what Jason had said was plausible and Wayne did hold sway over much of dads business… he was away right now making deals on behalf of dad.

******

It was a typical west coast day when we landed, hot and dry, with clear blue skies. As we headed for departures a guy with a card saying Brewer party held in front of him appeared before us. There were two white limo’s parked at the entrance and it must have looked like some celebrities had just landed, a few paparazzi took our pictures just in case we were for real. I guess four good looking women in short skirts, a well dressed guy and two limos did qualify for some interest.

Inside the limo was cool, the glass was tinted so no one could see in and I gazed at the passing traffic, the shops and the numbers of people as we drove toward the studios. It was a big, big city, unlike our own little hick style town we called home. The shops and people became less as we neared our destination, an old warehouse that they had transformed into a movie studio. We were to be dropped off first; our luggage delivered to our motel, auditions then back to our motels for the night, with more possible auditions the following day. It was a hectic life being a movie star.

The studios were housed in an old warehouse, surrounded by other warehouses. They had done a good job refurbishing and painting them. Around the perimeter was a wire mesh fence, with the odd security camera to help catch any would be person trying to get a sneak preview. There was a large sign declaring it was the home off quality XXXX movies “Crystal Clear Productions” in large bold print

The welcoming committee consisted of Dell Musgrove… boss man and his team. Emma Salisbury, assistant and secretary, Denny director, Scott sub director, Brad wardrobe and other members who I would eventually get to know. Film crews were already busy shooting some ongoing movies right now, so we would get to meet them later. Dell Musgrove stepped forward and introduced himself to Jason.

“You must be Jason Brewer…I’m Dell…Dell Musgrove and this is…” he turned and introduced each of his staff in turn.

Jason in turn introduced us…when it got to me, Dell smiled and said “I seem to know this little lady already” his eyes raking over my body…why did I suddenly feel naked “Yes I think you have a great future in this industry my dear” he said then turning to the others and after raking their bodies added “As so do you girls…now let’s go inside and get this show on the road”

Diane and Jenny seemed in their element, they positively glowed with excitement.

Our first stop was his office, we were all offered a drink…coffee, tea then he went through the scenario as to what he expected us to do, acting wasn’t a big criteria…our bodies were and how they would look on camera.

“You all look pretty fit and healthy…I’m sure you’ll all look just fine” he said then added “Talking of health…you’ll all be expected to take a test for AIDS each month…just a precaution you understand…there’s very little risk in it…we go to great lengths to make sure no body catches it”

Liar I thought…you don’t give a toss whether we catch it or not, just as long as you turn out porn movies.

“Don’t we get the guys to wear condoms” I asked.

“Oh dear no, no, no that would never do…people like to view the real thing…lots of bareback you know…we have quite a few porn stars here and none have contacted anything bad in all the time we have been doing it”

Not yet I thought.

“Take a look at the star board behind you” he said, referring us to the gallery of photos on the wall, some were of the greats in the porn movie business, there was Ginger Lynn, Seka, Christy Canyon, Amber Lynn and Sharon Mitchell, they were all there as was plenty of the new up and coming porn queens.

“Yep…you girls will be as popular and as famous as some of those there” He said proudly pointing to the gallery of stars “Now before you get there we need to do a few tests eh…make sure you look good for the camera’s”

Of course we’d look good for the cameras, we all had the looks and probably more brains than some of the others, although the situation we had all found ourselves in did make me wonder about that one… I had no doubts we would pass the screen test.

I could see by the expressions on Diane and Jenny that they really were excited about the whole deal…Niki and I not so much so.

As we followed Dell and his secretary around the studio, it was apparent it was big business, done professionally. It was not just a couple of guys with a video camera each, shooting people fucking one another.

The props were all set up to look real, a stage room here another there, even some to look like outside areas. And camera equipment that looked real expensive, one stationary camera centering on the subjects on the bed, another shoulder held camera and wires leading all over the place, people lots of people and assistants milling round or watching and directing the action. It was like being on a real movie set…well I guess we were on a real movie set…only making porn movies instead. We all felt like voyeurs as we stood and watched a scene being filmed, two girls and a guy. One girl licking and eating the other girls cunt, while the other sucked on the guys cock. It was obvious one of the reasons the guy had been given the job was because of the size of his dick…but then that would have to be one of the prerequisites I suppose.

Naked bodies wandering around or standing in a group just talking, waiting for their Q to perform, it was obvious you didn’t have to be modest or shy around here.

“OK ladies you can disrobe at the far end, there are robes and cover ups for those who feel too embarrassed to show you off your beautiful bodies, but you may as well get used to it…we are going to see everything over the next few days”

Dell was right, there were no changing rooms here, and there were three guys already standing naked as, their appendage hanging free, ready for someone, probably one of us to get them nice and hard.

“High ladies…you here for an audition as well” One asked, not in the least embarrassed that we were all taking an interest in their dicks.

“I take it you guys are here for the same reason?” I replied.

“Yep always fancied doing porn movies…lots of good looking chicks and lots of fucking eh” he said with a huge grin on his face.

“Well I guess that’s one reason” I replied.

“And what’s your name sweetheart?” He asked of me

“Sharon”

He stepped close to me, put his arm around my waist drew me to him and looked down at his dangling cock.

“Well Sharon baby…I hope my friend here and I get to make a few movies with you…you look like one of the reasons I came here”

“Yes…I’m sure that is quite possible” My reply, looking at the girls and rolling my eyes.

I walked away from Romeo and started to undress as did the others, we didn’t bother with robes, we saw no need, soon we would be on set naked and getting fucked anyhow…as Dell said we might as well start getting used to it.

The sight of our tattoos drew the attention of our three admirers. “Whow you girls in a gang or something…I mean the tattoos…Property of The Red Dragons…I guess we should keep our distance eh?”

“Yeh maybe you should” I replied with a wry smile, that might keep them off

Dells assistant Emma came to us, holding a clipboard. “Ok let’s get a few names and details” she said taking a pen. “Now you first” addressing me “Sharon right?”

“Yes Sharon McGuire” my reply

“Your real name or stage name”

“Real name”

“Might want to consider a stage name…but Sharon will do for now…let me know what you want to be known by…same for all of you” she said turning to the others.

After the question and answers, she wanted a few still shots for my portfolio she said.

Posing with a beach background he took what seemed like a hundred shots, then I was ready for the audition and was taken to another part of the studio.

“As you saw we have a few new wanabe woodies here today, but I’m going to put you in the hands of Drew Hardbroom, he’s very experienced and will bring the best out in you…Dell has taken a keen interest in you honey” she said, her hand lingering on my arm for quite a while and a hungry look in her eyes.

And you as well I thought to myself. Hardbroom, god what a name, obviously not his real name…perhaps that’s what I should come up with, Angela Bigtits or something…no…not really.

Drew looked every inch a porn star and yes every inch down there as well, still hanging loose I was quite impressed with it.

He was tall, blond, slim waist, broad shouldered and good looking.

“Hey…I’m Drew…Drew Hardbroom…and please no comments on the name” He said with a cheeky smile

“Hi Drew…I’m Sharon…Sharon McGuire…pleased to meet you and I never really thought about the name” I lied

It seemed strange, being stark naked and making formal introductions.

“Tattoos eh?” he commented “Should have make up do something with them, tone them down a bit” Our tattoos were certainly not going unnoticed.

“Yeh that would be good” I agreed with him, if make up could go over them, pity they couldn’t go over them permanently.

“This your first porn movie Sharon?”

I decided to not count the Internet episode the other day “Yes…yes it is” I replied.

He took a moment to let his eyes rake over my body then said “I think you’ll be a great success my dear…a great success”

With the introductions and small talk over it was time for the real test. The area now was crawling with cameramen and technicians. Drew and I the only naked people. We stood and watched as they checked lighting and camera angles, when all was ready Emma turned to me

“Well this is it honey, don’t be nervous, just be natural, do as the director asks and I’m sure it will go just fine…now if you care to get on the bed and on your hands and knees doggy style first, Drew will enter you from behind”

I climbed on the bed and took up my stance waiting for Drew. Like a true star he kept me waiting as he preened himself and took another admiring glance of his image in the mirror. Then taking his cock in his hand, gave it a couple of jerks, happy with what he saw, strode toward the set and me.

I threw my head and hair to one side and peered over my shoulder. Drew was kneeling behind me…he had a nice erection and was stroking it. He stuck his fingers in his mouth, wet them then pushed them into my pussy, working them back and forth.

“Just get you in the mood sweetheart, get you wet a little eh”

He kept repeating the procedure, the more he did it the more worked up I was getting.

“Oh god…. oh my god” I kept looking over my shoulder every so often, waiting for that big erection of his to enter.

I could feel the heat of the lights and the crew and staring eyes watching Drew and I.

“OK everybody, we are going for a take. This is audition one of Sharon McGuire…lets make it a good one…. and action” there was a snap of the board and the camera’s were rolling.

I felt Drew slap my ass hard I gave a wince. “Oh baby…you have such a nice ass” he said. “Spread your legs a bit further apart sweetheart”. I did as he instructed. He was going to tease me with it first. It was warm and hard as he stroked my thighs with it first, followed by smacking it against my ass. His finger kept working my pussy, it was all opened up, pink and fleshy, and then I felt the head. I gasped as he pushed inside me. As ready as I was it still took me by surprise and I could feel the fullness of the beast as it went in.

“How does that feel sweetheart…good eh?” he asked as his hips swayed. He knew how to pose and position himself for the cameras, keeping slightly to one side so that they could take in the full scene. I was so engrossed by what he was doing to me I was totally unaware of all the action going on around me. His action was at a steady pace, back and forth…back and forth…fuck…fuck…fuck, just the odd comment from the director…encouraging words from Drew.

“On your back sweetheart” it was Drew asking for a new position. Once on my back, he took hold of my legs and spread them apart and then his mouth was eating into me, lips kissing and tongue delving. My response to all this attention was just what the director wanted. “Great…. great…great, that’s what I want to hear…lots of moaning and screaming”

Then Drew was back inside me again, hump…hump…hump, fucking like the master he was and for the finale he withdrew, straddled my body and then shuffled his way up, my face and mouth now only inches away from his cock. He pumped the shaft furiously and as he gave out a great moan he came. His cum hit my face, eyes and mouth. Another shot the director was pleased with. My own tongue finished it off as I licked his erection and any remnants around my mouth.

“Cut….cut….that’s a wrap…great, fantastic” shouted the director.

My audition was over and they threw me a towel. Drew thanked me, wished me all the best and hoped he and I would be making full length movies soon and like any star of the show, made a dramatic exit. Of course being a star he got a dressing room to himself, where as we lesser mortals had to share the showers…male and female.

I showered and dressed, waited for the others and surprise, surprise we were all accepted…like there was any doubt we wouldn’t.

I checked my phone; there was a message from dad, call as soon as I can.

Oh…oh this sounded like trouble. When I got threw it was trouble, trouble with a very big capital T.

“High dad it’s me Sharon, I…”

I got no further, he’d found out about my Internet showing, my tattoo and my ride through the town with Jason…the lot, except my affair with uncle Stan, at least that was still a secret as no doubt uncle Stan would wish.

“Listen dad I’ve got to talk to you…. I…” that’s as far as I got. His rage was such I could feel it over the phone. The outcome was I was no longer his daughter and that I was not to set foot on his property ever again.

“No, listen dad…” the phone was dead.

Somehow I had to get to him, tell him about Wayne…the more I’d thought about what Jason had told me, the more I believed it…but just how do I get through to dad.