_________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Fatherly Guidance part 14 by Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) *** A reunion with her estranged father results in something unexpected. *** I slept the entire way home. Ronnie finally showed up to get me around 10 that night and he had to carry me outside. They tried to tell him that I'd left and wasn't there but thankfully he came in to see for himself. I remember it was around 10 because Jason was just getting off and was waiting on his replacement. When he found out that Ronnie was there to take me home, he had the nerve to ask for one last free fuck before I left. The men waiting for me were pissed and it took all five security guards to help us get out. I still didn't have my clothes so he carried me out naked to his truck. All day long Jason and other men kept giving me crack and pills and sticking some smelly shit under my nose to keep me awake. I was on my third day without any sleep and my body was shutting down. Once they gave me a shot of something making me really high. I still don't know what that was but I liked it. After about eight more hours of steady fucking, I couldn't continue. I couldn't go on any more and begged for them to stop. My pussy couldn't handle anything else going inside there. We reached an agreement after a few minutes of discussion. I'd keep working and the guys would start fucking my ass. Halfway through the first guy, my arms and legs gave out and I collapsed onto the mattress. That didn't faze him one bit and he kept fucking me like that. The next guy wanted me on my hands and knees but I couldn't manage. Someone got the idea to put a crate like they have behind the 7-Eleven under me and prop me over it. It must have worked because he was soon thrusting in and out of my ass like that. Several times I almost fell forwards, but he held tightly onto my hips. I closed my eyes. Just to rest for a minute. I wasn't sure how long I was out, but it was apparent the same guy wasn't fucking me as when I first closed my eyes. He finished and another man soon knelt behind me, pushing his cock into my gut. I was getting sore back there too and wondered if it was possible to be fucked to death. To have so much sex that you literally die. I was beginning to think that was my destiny. I would be fucked so many times that I'd die and history would remember me much like they remember Cleopatra. My thoughts suddenly shifted to the guy pulling his cock out of my ass and dropping the spent condom into the pile along with all the others. Movement behind me signaled the next customer. Keeping my face turned, my head bounced back and forth as the faceless stranger rammed in and out of me. I would never know who he was or any of the others using me for their pleasure. Two minutes later I felt him stiffen and stop. I watched as his used condom dropped into the bucket, the tip filled with an amber liquid. Someone else was getting on the worn mattress behind me. The crate wasn't comfortable and the edges cut into my thighs. The pain was nothing compared to what my pussy and ass felt. Closing my eyes the thought of dying crossed my mind again and I prayed for a quick and painless death. **** "Are you going to sleep all day?" mom said waking me from my slumber. We got home around 1 AM Monday and Ronnie carried me straight to bed. I needed a shower, but needed sleep more. The clock said it was 7:43 but I didn't know if it was morning or night or even what day it was. Ronnie covered for me and told mom that I wasn't feeling well and kept me home from school. He knew after what I'd been through that there was no way I'd be able to work. Hell I could hardly get out of bed and my pussy felt as if someone poured hot acid down there and then set it on fire. It burned like hell just to pee and walking was a major production. I got to hold the baby. Dawn is what they decided to name her. I looked down at the bright blue eyes and bald head and couldn't help but smile. She was so cute and so innocent. She smiled back at me and I just melted. There was no way Ronnie could look at this baby and do what he planned on doing to her. Yea, he was a monster but he wasn't heartless. I saw less and less of mom and the baby as the next day Ronnie had me back to work. Mom was going to take a month off from the diner before going back, but Ronnie had other plans. I wasn't able to work late, mostly until 6 or so as mom didn't want me out too late on school nights. She thought I was doing some sort of after school program and on weekends I spent the night with my best friend, Kayra, whom I never saw. "I don't want you going back to work for that asshole," I over heard Ronnie saying to mom one night when I walked out of the bathroom. She had about one more week before she was supposed to return to work and they had been talking about her not going. I stepped closer to their bedroom door. "You work your fuckin' ass off everyday for less than $400 dollars a week. Add tips and you're lucky to bring home $500. That's $500 a week, Gina. That's chump change and you know it. We could be making that much every night." "Ronnie, please, I don't want to discuss that again. I'm not doing that and I don't care for how much money they offer." I didn't have to hear her say the words to know what he was implying. He was trying to get her to do the same thing I'm doing. "Honey, it's not like it's a big deal. You know you've done it before..." "That was different and it was only one time!" she almost shouted back. "Baby, you know I love you and I know you want to do the right thing for the family. OUR family. Just a few hours a day will have us on easy street. That' all I'm saying and you don't have to bust your ass working for that asshole." "Ronnie, please. Let's talk about something else, okay?" "No, not until you come to your senses." There was silence for a while before he spoke again. "Do you love me?" "Well, yes, Ronnie, I love you. I wouldn't have married you if I didn't." "If you love me you'd do this for me, to show me your love." I rolled my eyes. Surely she wouldn't fall for that line of crap. There was more silence. "Remember back in high school? You were really something back then." "That was a long time ago." "Yea, I know, but that's why I fell in love with you." "Why? Because I was a slut?" "Not just a slut, my slut," he said lightheartedly. "Come one, Gina, it'll be just like old times. We'll have a good time and make some money doing it." The room was eerily quiet for several minutes. "Just a couple of hours a day, that's all. One, maybe two guys at most." I wanted to burst into the room and shout at her not to do it. Once he gets her into his clutches, he'll have her fucking a string of men just like me. That one or two guys a day will steadily grow until she can't keep up with them. "Are you really sure you want me to do this, Ronnie? I mean I'm your wife now and the mother of your children. Is this something you really want?" "More than anything in this world honey. I love you and I love the baby and I love Debbie and I just want what's best for everyone. You don't need to be slaving at that shit hole everyday for nothing. I'll set everything up and all you gotta do is just be yourself. If you have to, close your eyes and imagine it's me making love to you. That way it'll be easier," he said with a slight chuckle. "Who knows, maybe after a while you'll love doing it." I suddenly got sick to my stomach. If only I had said something to her earlier none of this would be happening. Now he's going to turn her into a prostitute and probably get her hooked on drugs just like he did to me. I could hear them kissing and a few soft moans told me I didn't want to hear any more. I went to my room and closed the door. Two hours later Ronnie brought the baby into my room. "I need for you to watch Dawn for a while," he said dropping her into my lap. "Why, what's going on?" I asked standing to follow him. "Your mom and I are going out for a while; just do what I tell you." From my bedroom door I could see mom waiting for him in the living room. She was wearing a dress I hadn't seen her wear in a very long time. It still fit her but looked a little tight. Must be the baby fat. Her hair was teased; she had on too much makeup and high heel shoes. I guess this is it then, I said to myself. She's going out to fuck some guy Ronnie set up for her. Her first official job as a whore. I carried the baby back to my room and closed the door. **** "Where did you guys go?" I asked her walking into the living room. They had been back for hours and I could hear Ronnie snoring. The baby's crying woke me up and I went to check on her. Mom was sitting on the couch rocking her back and forth. "Just out for a while. It's good to get out sometimes." I looked in her eyes hoping to find a sign of what she had done. She looked guilty but maybe she was just tired. I sat next to her and hugged her. "What's that all about?" she asked looking down at me as if I was an alien. I smiled at her. She'll need a hug every now and then to keep her sanity in the months to come. If I know Ronnie, he's got her two or three guys already set up for later. Maybe more. "Mom, are you on the pill?" "WHAT?!" What kind of question is that to ask your mother? I should be asking you that question young lady!" "I'm serious, mom. Are you taking birth control pills or anything?" I knew Ronnie's plan to bred her every chance he could and didn't want her getting pregnant too soon. I'll have to work on preventing her from getting pregnant now and then deal with the problems we currently have. She stared at me in a funny way for the longest time. "What's this all about, Debbie?" "I just don't want there to be any, uh, mistakes like last time." I couldn't tell her the truth that it was me that switched her pills and caused her to get pregnant in the first place. "Yes, if you really must know. I started taking them about two weeks ago. Ronnie got them for me and they're the newest thing on the market. I'll only have to take them a little while and then I'll be set for a while." "What kind are they?" "Like my usual ones, just these should work better. It's obvious that my last ones weren't very effective," she said kissing Dawn on the forehead. "Can I see them?" She shook her head and looked puzzled at me for a long minute. "Please?" "If you must, they're in my underwear drawer." She didn't need to tell me as I already knew that's where she kept them. I was quite in the room, not wanting to wake Ronnie. He was a pretty sound sleeper, but I didn't want to take the chance. Instead of being in a normal wheel like the others, this one was in a regular medicine bottle with only mom's name and instructions to "take two pills once per day" under it. There was nothing about the doctor, the pharmacy or any phone numbers. The name for the medicine simply said `birth control pills'. Right away I was suspicious of this and doubted it came from a real pharmacy. I took out one of the pills to examine it. It was larger than any birth control pill I'd ever seen, not that I'd seen many, was round, off white and had `CLOMID 50' written on one side. Curious, I took the pill out to the living room where Ronnie's computer was. I typed the name in and got back the shock of my life. It wasn't birth control pills she was taking, it was fertility pills! Oh shit! I reread the name and looked again at the description. No doubt about it, it's a fertility drug. Ronnie is giving her this shit to make sure she gets pregnant again faster. Another problem was one of the side effects was multiple births. There would be a good chance that she'd have twins or triplets or worse. I wanted to cry, to scream out to throw something, anything to tell mom the truth. Turning around I opened my mouth to speak. She needed to know. Mom put her finger to her mouth. Dawn was finally sleeping and I watched as mom carried her back into their bedroom. My face reddened as the door slowly closed behind her. Looking back to the monitor I turned off the computer and sighed. I'll tell her tomorrow. I never got the chance. She was sleeping when I left for `work' and when I got home, she wasn't there. Ronnie dropped me off and left, not even coming into the house. I was happy about that as it would give me time to talk to mom. Instead I walked in to see Deek sitting with Dawn on his lap. "Where's my mom?" I asked slamming the door. "Out," was all he said. I knew what that meant. I went to my room, closed the door and waited. I figured it would be just a matter of time before he rushed in to fuck me but he never came. Over twenty minutes passed before I opened my door a little to see out. The wall was blocking my view so I sneaked over to see what he was up to. Jimmy was here now and standing in front of Deek with his pants around his ankles and his back to me. It looked like Deek had his hands out and doing something to Jimmy's cock. Are they gay? I asked very puzzled over seeing this. I couldn't see Dawn anywhere. Jimmy's hands were moving a lot and then I heard it. A cry from Dawn and I hurried over to see if she was okay. "What the fuck are you doing!?" I yelled making it to where Jimmy was standing. Deek was holding Dawn under the arm pits straight out and Jimmy was rubbing his cock all over her little mouth trying to get it inside. There was pre-cum on her face and she was starting to cry. I grabbed her away from Deek and ran back to my room, closing the door. Ronnie forbade me from having a lock on my door and removed it a few days after he moved in. Now Deek and Jimmy were pushing on my door to open it. I held Dawn in my arms with my back against it hoping they'd just go away. It didn't work and slowly my door opened. "You stupid whore, gemme the kid," Deek blurted out reaching for her. Jimmy grabbed my arm and the next thing I knew, I was flying towards my bed. "She's just a baby, leave her alone!" "Shut yer fuckin mouth, bitch, `fore I give you what you got comin'," I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but the look on Jimmy's face told me everything I needed to know. Deek held Dawn while Jimmy move to me, picked me up and threw me on the bed. His pants were still around his ankles and his cock was hard. Putting me on my knees, he got behind me pushing his cock into me. I didn't care as long as they left Dawn alone they could both fuck me as much as they wanted. He pounded me hard while Deek come over to the side of the bed and watched while holding Dawn. It made me nervous having him sit with her so close to us fucking, but I didn't have a choice. A few minutes passed before I felt the familiar sensation of cum being shot inside me. I buried my head into my pillow as he yanked his cock out and moved away from me. I thought Deek would go next but instead he ordered me to get dressed. Slowly I did while they had their jollies and made remarks about Dawn one day being a bigger slut than her big sister. Once I was dressed Deek and I left, leaving Dawn alone with Jimmy. She was crying but they wouldn't let me pick her up. I hated leaving him alone with her, but I didn't have a choice. I'd have to talk to mom about this. **** Three days passed and mom and I saw even less of each other. Seems that Ronnie decided we'd work different shifts and he mostly stayed with mom and having me stay with Deek. Jimmy would babysit when we needed him but he never complained. It was unusual when Ronnie picked me up at 5 PM the following day. He'd been staying with mom every day since she began whoring and I wasn't sure if it was to make sure she did it or reinforce the notion that she needs to do it. He claimed it was for moral support. When we pulled into the medical office, I was curious but didn't ask why. I knew better. I was taken into an examination room and told to remove my clothes and put on one of those hospital gowns. I wasn't wearing any underwear but Ronnie said not to worry about it. I was sitting on the table when the older, white-haired man came in. "Yea, I can take this out with no problem," the guy whom I assume was a doctor said examining my arm. He was looking at the scar left from when they implanted the birth control device after my last pregnancy. I looked at Ronnie. "Wait, why are you taking it out?" I asked pulling my arm free from his grasp. "'Cause you don't need it," Ronnie chimed in with a smile. "Without this, I'll get pregnant!" I said a little too loudly. "Not if you don't have sex," the `doctor' said looking at me over his half glasses. "Girls your age shouldn't be sexually active anyway." Ronnie looked smugly at him and said for him to take it out. I was nervous, scared and at the same time worried about what would happen not only to me, but to my baby if I did get pregnant. He sterilized the area, numbed it and then made a small incision. I couldn't watch and turned away while he fished out the small rod. I bled but didn't it didn't hurt. At least not until the numbness wore off. Once done, I was instructed to lay down for an exam. He had me move to the edge of the table and put my feet in the stirrups. I was staring up at the stained ceiling when I felt something poking at my pussy. Raising my head I saw the old man standing between my legs and stabbing his cock towards me. I got mad at Ronnie again knowing that he bartered sex for him to remove the only thing protecting me from a pregnancy. The old man at least wore a condom but I think it was more for his protection than mine. The labia rings clanged in the quite room like a wind chime on a breezy afternoon. He quickened his pace and soon it was over. So much for girls my age not having sex! I hate hypocrites. In the truck I found my courage and laid into him. I was pissed at him for doing this to me and angry for what he started doing to my mother and hated him for what he wanted to do to Dawn. Also the pain pill the good doctor gave me helped to numb my nerves. "I know what you're doing and I won't let you!" I screamed slamming the door. "What in the hell are you talking about?" "I know what's going on with Dawn and your two shithead friends and I know that you're planning on turning her into a prostitute just like you did me and mom." The sudden outburst both frightened me and gave me great relief. I finally got it off my chest. "I know your making mom take fertility drugs to make her pregnant again and now you're taking this out," I said slapping the bandage on my arm, "so that I'll get pregnant too!" "You don't know what you're talking about," was all he said starting the truck. "I over heard you say that a long time ago, and I caught Deek and Jimmy trying to make Dawn suck his dick." I waited a while trying to gauge how angry he was. He had a temper and could explode at any time. "And I'll telling mom too!" I added. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Before I was just annoying him but now I was threatening his lively hood, is income. If I went to mom and she believed me, he'd be out on his ass or in jail. "If you don't stop right now, I'm going to the police too. I know you got warrants out on you in Florida and I'm sure they'll be glad to have you there." I didn't see it coming but felt it like a being hit by a bus. My head crashed against the window and I bounced back towards him dazed. Another blow struck my stomach knocking the wind out of me. Grabbing my hair, he pulled my face up to look at his. I ached all over. "You stupid little whore! You think you can just say shit like that and nothing will happen to you? Fuck that. You're ass is grass now and if you ever mention any of this to anyone ever again, I'll fuckin' kill you myself, understand?" His fist never released my hair and my neck hurt from being pulled upward so much. I could taste the blood in my mouth and my head was throbbing. Even though my stomach hurt, it wasn't as bad as the rest of me. Squealing the tires as we left, he flew down the street doing over 60 miles per hour. He made a phone call to someone and agreed to meet them some place. Now I was worried. What if he took me out and killed me. Who would protect Dawn and help mom. We drove out to the old field we met with Milton that one time. It was isolated and had a lot of trees. The perfect place to dump a body. My body. We waited about fifteen minutes before I hear a car coming. Looking out I saw it was a cop car and felt a little better. The cops were here and surely he wouldn't try anything with them around. Ronnie got out and approached the car. Moments later he returned with his friend Lucky and came to my side. "Step out of the truck," he said holding one hand on his gun. "What's going on?" I was totally confused. Here I was about to tell the police everything about Ronnie and he's telling ME to get out like I'm the one in trouble. "Step out of the truck so that I can place you under arrest," he said with a stern look on his face. "ARRESTED! WHAT?! What for?" I was totally shocked and couldn't move as he opened my door and grabbed my arm. "Soliciting for prostitution, possession of a controlled substance, possession with intent to distribute, possession of drug paraphernalia and if you don't get out right now, resisting arrest." I was numb. What was happening here? I'm the victim, not the criminal. Ronnie had that same smug look on his face that I'd love to slap off one day, but it wouldn't be today. Lucky pulled my arm again and I slid out. This can't be happening! Turning me around, he patted me down and pulled my arms back to click the handcuffs on me. "Wait, this is a mistake." "No mistake, I caught you red handed," he said pulling out a sandwich bag half filled with pills and dropped them on the hood. There was a larger sized bag, like a gallon sized, filled with marijuana and that joined the other bag on the hood. "That's not mine!" I screamed out started struggling against the cuff. "Here, this is hers too," Ronnie said handing him my pipe. I was stunned. How can this be happening? I kept arguing my case as he pulled me towards his car and threw me in the back seat. I must have looked like a deer in the head lights as both started to laugh. Then I felt a little better. This was Ronnie's sick way of teaching me a lesson about talking. It was like a joke and they'd let me go once I agreed not to say anything. I could still feel my heart racing in my chest and I just knew it would explode at any moment. Never before had I been in trouble, especially not with the police. "You're sure Martin's gunna go alone with this, right?" Ronnie asked. "Hell yea, he owes me a huge favor. His kid got a DUI accident with injuries after the senior party last year and I made it all go away. He'll do it for sure after I remind him about it," Lucky said. I was still confused but kept quiet. Maybe he'll change his mind if he thinks I'll cooperate and then I'll still tell mom later. I had a bad feeling after Lucky got in with me still in the backseat and drove away. Ronnie went the opposite way and I was taken into the police station and arrested, just like he said. I was pleading and begging them, trying to tell anyone who will listen that it wasn't my stuff and I was set up but no one paid any attention. Then I got another surprise. I was being sent to a Doctor Martin Fletcher for a psyche evaluation as I was suspected of being paranoid delusional with suicidal tendencies. No one would listen, no one would believe me. I tried many times to explain what was going on to the doctor but he dismissed it as my fantasy. As expected, I was diagnosed and sentenced to six months in Parkview for mental help. I was kept sedated most of the time and didn't even know what time of day it was let alone what day it was. I had daily evaluations with one of the psychiatrists and was allowed one hour per day out in the yard, but spent the rest of the time locked in my small room. In the beginning mom came everyday to see me. Then it was twice a week and then it grew longer and longer between visits. Ronnie never came and I knew he was keeping her from coming to see me. It had been about two months since the last visit when she came and was very pregnant. The last time she was there, she didn't look it and I didn't even know she was pregnant. Now she looked like she was about seven months along but I knew she couldn't be because Dawn was only about six months old. "You're pregnant?" I said stating the obvious. "Yea, about five months." "Five months? But you're so, uhm, big." She giggled and rubbed her belly. "They hear three heart beats and think it's triplets but my last ultra sound shows and extra arm in the mix. It's hard to see clearly though," she said sitting down. Shit. I was afraid of this. Even in my drugged state of mind I knew this was bad. Very bad. Looking down at my own stomach I was scared to tell her about mine. The men that work here, the orderlies and the janitors and two of the councilors, decided it was open game on the new girl and had been fucking me within a day of my arrival. There's only nine total, but it was enough that one of them got me pregnant. I'm not showing yet, but I can tell. The nausea, the missed periods, the moodiness, the strange cravings and now the urge to pee a lot. I asked about Dawn and was worried when she said that Deek and Jimmy have been so good helping out by watching her anytime they needed them. "Ronnie watches her from time to time but most of the time he's with me while I'm, huh," she started to say it, but realized at the last minute what it was she was about to tell me. "While you're doing what, mom?" I pushed hoping she'd realize what she was doing and maybe stop. "Nothing, dear, I don't want to worry you while you're getting better." I was so sick of people telling me that. I wasn't sick and I don't need to get better. It's Ronnie who's sick and should be in here with all these crazy people. If I wasn't crazy before coming here, I sure was now. We had a nice visit and she left promising to see me again soon. It was mid August and my birthday was coming up soon. I was supposed to get out on the 10th, but I'm hoping they let me out a little early to celebrate my birthday. I didn't want my sweet 16 to be in an insane asylum. **** September 3rd, that was the next time I saw her. I know the date because it was my birthday. She came by with a present and brought Dawn with her. They wouldn't allow her to come before for fear I may harm her. As if. The only person who may harm her is Ronnie, not me. Ronnie was with her and was all smiles and loving, just like a normal father should be. I knew deep down what he was capable of. When mom left to change Dawn's stinky diaper, Ronnie sat next to me and put his arm around me. "How's my best girl doing?" he asked patting my knee. I said nothing as he pulled me closer. "Next week you're getting out. Are you happy `bout that?" I stayed silent. Because of him I am stuck in here with people calling me crazy. "A lotta your customers miss you. They keep asking `bout you and can't wait `til you get out." He kept looking at me, trying to get my reaction, but I didn't give him one. "I think you're gunna be really, really busy. You know what they say, absence makes the *hard* grow fonder," he added with laughter. "Your mom's been taking up some of your slack, but she ain't you and can't keep up like you can. I gotta tell you something, when it comes to fuckin', you're the best. You can run circles `round any whore out there and that's the truth." I'm sure in his sick, twisted mind he thought he was giving me a compliment, but it only served to infuriate me more. Leaning me backwards, he bent over and kissed me. "God I missed you," he said looking into my eyes. Slowly his hand crept up my shirt towards my tits. His arm pulled it up slightly and he noticed the small bulge below my navel. He rubbed it and looked into my eyes. "Are you pregnant?" I didn't want to answer but I knew there was no hiding it. I nodded. "I'll be damn, some fruit cake has been pumping your hole, uh?" He was all smiles now. "Looks like very soon we're gunna have a full house." He sat up but I stayed laying there with my shirt pulled up half way to my breasts. Just then the door opened and mom came back with Dawn. I sat up, pulling my shirt down. "Don't be shy," he said lifting it again, show her." I was broken. Six months of this crap can wear anyone down. Before I was weak willed but now I had no will of my own. "Our little girl is pregnant," he said smiling. I knew why he was happy, but I wasn't sure what mom's reaction would be. Her mouth dropped opened. "Debbie, is this true?" I nodded. "I thought that thing in your arm was supposed to last for five years, what happened?" I looked at the floor and shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't tell her what Ronnie did. "Who's the father?" After a long pause, I shrugged my shoulders again. It was one of nine men who fucked me on regular bases, but I wasn't sure which one. Six of the men are black and three are white so it's a good chance the baby will be mixed. **** A week later I got out and it was Ronnie who came to get me. "Where's mom?" I asked wondering why she hadn't come. "She's busy," was all he said as we walked outside. We drove for a while in silence before he spoke. "I'm sorry I had to do that, but you left me no choice," he started. I still hated him for doing that and swore that I'd get even some day. "You got a record now and you're a certified wacko so if you try telling anyone those wild stories, you won't be believed. They may even send you back here. Or worse. We drove to Deek's apartment and went inside. I half expected to see Dawn there, but she wasn't. I wondered aloud where she was but was ignored and sat in the easy chair. I didn't want to use the sofa to give them room to sit by me. "Here, I'm sure you need this," Ronnie said dropping two rocks and a pipe on my lap. I stared down at them. It had been almost seven months since my last hit and they gave me something to ease the withdraws so I didn't need it any more. Still I stared at them. They were the source of my greatest pleasure and worst nightmare and I knew what would happen if I smoked just one. Only one and I'd be screwed. My hands began to shake and I could feel perspiration on my forehead. I was determined not to be a junkie whore any more and pushed them off of my lap. "What the fuck's wrong with you?" Ronnie shouted bending over to retrieve them. "I don't want to do that no more." "To hell you don't. I know you, Debbie, you want this and want it very badly," he said waving it under my nose. I pushed his hand away. "Take it!" he growled through clinched teeth pushing it back to me. I turned my head. He wasn't going to make me do it ever again. Backing away he stood up glaring down at me. "Okay," he said turning around to go into the next room. "There's more than one way to skin a cat." "Deek chuckled and added, "or fuck up a chicken." It must have been an inside joke as both of them started laughing. Deek jerked me out of the chair and dropped me on the couch like a sack of potatoes. He then moved and sat on my chest and stomach and I struggled, telling him I was pregnant. Deek is a pretty big guy standing over six feet tall and weighing around 220 pounds. I hadn't grown much in the past few years and stood around 5 foot 3 and hardly 105 pounds soaking wet so he was crushing me. Taking my hands, he pulled my arms over the arm rests and held them there. For a while I thought he was going to break my arms as they were bent the wrong way. I never saw Ronnie come back into the room and never saw what he was about to do but I did feel the small pin prick on my inner arm at the fold. It took a second to register what was happening, but when I did, I began to struggle. It was too late as I quickly began to feel the euphoric sensation rushing over me. This was the good stuff, pure heroin and it burned my veins until my head began to spin. -end of part 14- If you enjoyed this story, please let me know at: wetfly6969@aol.com Feedback Form: http://www1.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=DFJEIHKUUZPSNCHHAXJZ ALL MY STORIES CAN BE FOUND AT: /files/Authors/wetfly6969/STORIES/