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   God's Will (Mg, MMg, M+g, prost, viol, incest) John Bell confesses to
his priest that he's had carnal knowledge of his nine-year-old daughter,
Jessie, and begs for forgiveness.  The priest isn't surprised as she's
quite a lovely girl and pushes for him to give more information.  Although
Father Mallory prefers young boys, he's had his share of young girls over
the years.  He takes the two into a private confessional to pray for
guidance and the pair is shocked to hear what he has to say.  Being good
Catholics they don't have a choice.  It's God's will.

   God's Will (Mg, MMg M+g, prost, incest)



   "I think we need to talk to Father Frank," Jeff said once they got back
to the car.  They'd decided not to hang around any more as it was apparent
they wouldn't get another shot at her tonight.  "Maybe we can coordinate
something to were we can all make a few bucks."

   "What you mean?"

   "Well, like you get her Mondays and Tuesdays, me Wednesdays and
Thursdays and Bill can have her Friday and Saturday or something like
that."

   "He ain't gunna go for that, man.  Why would he give up 7 days for 2
days?  Don't make no sense, man."

   "I don't have it figured out yet, but I think we can come up with
something.  He's supposed to be back to work tomorrow, I'll talk to him
there.  You can too if you want."

   "Fuck yea, I wanna be there.  No tellin' what you two crackers will come
up with."

   *****

   "I think you should stay home today, Pumpkin.  You really made your
momma upset yesterday," he said rolling off her.  It was 6:43 and he needed
to get dressed for work.  Sarah was still asleep and he took the
opportunity to fuck Jessie once more before heading in.

   "But daddy, I don't wanna.  I want to go outside and play," she said
pulling herself up onto her elbow.

   "Honey, until we can figure out away around you're mother, we'll have to
be careful.  One wrong move and she'll have my balls in a crusher.  Daddy's
gotta go out of town for a few days..."

   "But daddy, I don't want you to go.  Please stay home with me."

   "Baby girl, I know, and I wish I could stay, but there's a seminar in
San Francisco and I can't get out of it.  I'll be back Sunday afternoon and
we'll do something together.  I'll even bring you home a present."

   "A PRESENT?!?  What kinda present?  What will it be?  Can I have it when
you get home or do I gotta wait `til my birthday?"

   "Whoa, whoa, slow down.  You can have it when I get back but don't tell
your mother about it, okay?  It's a secret surprise," he said winking.  She
smiled.

   *****

   "Jessie, wake up, it's time for breakfast," her mother said shaking her
awake.  Don't wait too long or else it'll be cold.  Come on, sweetie, get
up and get moving." Slowly she turned her head towards the clock.  8:41. 
GOD why does she have to wake her up so early.  Her body was exhausted and
her mind was hazy.  She was so tired.  All she wanted to do was sleep.

   "Get up, Jessie, you can sleep more later but I want you up and in here
in five minutes or I'm coming after you," she called down the hallway.

   Jessie more played with her food than ate.  She wasn't that hungry for
food and really wished Gary was here to give her more angel dust.  She
really liked the stuff she had before she met Mr.  Bob, but that seemed so
long ago.

   "Eat," her mother said tapping her fork on the plate.  Jessie sighed and
took another bite.  Twenty minutes later she still hadn't finished.  "Bring
me your plate and go to your room.  You're not going anywhere for a while.
You're father's going away for a few days and I want you here until he gets
back."

   Jessie's eyes got big.  That's so unfair.  Why does she have to stay
home just because her father's going away?  She's got things to do and
places to go.  Rushing to her room, she slammed the door and buried her
face into her pillow crying for a few minutes.  Glancing at the clock she
noticed it was 9:32.  Gary had said she could sneak out, make some money
and be home before her mother even knew she was gone.  She had an idea and
smiled.

   Checking one last time at the pile of clothes and the fake wig stuffed
under the blanket, Jessie sneaked out and headed for the truck stop.  She
couldn't get her bike as the garage would make noise when she opened it so
she decided to walk.  A mile was a lot further than she thought and stopped
at the 7-Eleven half way there.  Just to get a drink and maybe rest a
little.  That's when she saw the man there from a few days ago.  The one
who gave her $20 when she sucked his cock.  Maybe he'll pay her $50 to
fuck. She smiled and waved when he noticed her.

   "Hey there little one," he said getting closer.

   "Hi," she replied beaming upwards.

   "You looking for a little action?" She nodded.  "Meet me in the back
again, I'll be right there." He watched her tight little butt running off
around the corner and smiled.  He'd have to try that ass out too one day.

   Her inflamed cunt looked abused but at least it wasn't oozing cum like
the last time.  They were in the back seat; one of her legs was bent at the
knee and resting against the back.  The other was draped over the side with
her foot on the floor board.  The man was between them thrusting up and
down, rocking the car like mad.  With her eyes closed, she held onto him
arms as he pounded deep into her gash.  She felt him getting close and
opened her eyes only to see an Arab boy slightly older than her looking
through the window at them.

   She was worried, but said nothing to the man fucking her.  A minute
later the face disappeared and she went back to the matter at hand.  It
wasn't long before he was grunting, spewing jet after jet of thick cum
directly into her uterus.  Pulling out with a plop, he watched as his cum
dribbled out onto the back of her skirt.  Wiping it up with a napkin, he
pulled his pants up and exited, saying he had to leave.  She crawled out
and stood before him.

   "Can you pay me $50?" she asked straightening her clothes.

   "$50?  Uh, well, no, I, uh, don't have any money on me.  You should have
told me before we fucked you want to get paid.  I'll give you double next
time, okay?"

   "But I need it now, for my momma.  I gotta buy her medicine."

   "Oh, geez, I'm sorry to hear that.  I hope you earn it though, but I
really have to go.  I'm late for a meeting," he said heading around towards
the other side.  She watched as he started the car and left.

   She felt bad.  Not because he fucked her without paying and not because
she didn't have any money to pay Gary, she felt bad because she really
needed some angle dust and wanted it now.  She turned and headed back to
the front of the store.

   "Psssst.  Hey, girly, come 'er." she heard a voice from behind the
screened door of the building.  It opened and she saw the older boy whose
face she'd seen watching her earlier.  She walked closer.  "How much you
charge?"

   "$50," she blurted out not really thinking.  He looked a little older
than Mark, but not much.  Probably the owner's son.

   "I got $35, is that okay?" She remembered her father saying younger guys
can't pay as much as older men so she nodded.  He swung open the door and
she stepped inside.  "We don't have a lotta time, my uncle might come
looking for me." She nodded as he helped her up on a stack of Gatorade.  He
fumbled with his jeans before pulling out his long, skinny dark cock.  She
spread her legs and guided him inside of her.

   He didn't last long, possibly three minutes at the most.  He was really
hard though and felt very stiff inside her.  When he came, she could feel
every jerk of his cock as he flooded her with more cum.  He stood between
her legs shivering as his intense orgasm subsided.  Stepping away from her,
a thick glob of mucus landed on the cement floor.

   "Amir, where are you?  I need you here now, boy," they heard a booming
voice calling out from just outside the store room.  His eyes widened as he
quickly buttoned and zipped his pants.

   "You must go now," he said pulling her off the boxes and rushing her
towards the back door.

   "Wait," she tried saying as he gave her one final shove and closed the
door.  "You didn't pay me," she cried out through the closed door.

   It was too late to walk to the truck stop because she knew she had to be
home before lunch time or her mother would discover her missing.  That only
gave her about an hour to make $200.  She went around the front of the
store to think.  Sitting on the brick ledge near the window, she felt the
cooling stickiness of the cum leaking out of her and wetting the back of
her skirt.  She looked inside and noticed the boy she'd just fucked
stocking something.

   "You owe me $35," she said standing behind him.

   "Huh, what?" he said turning around to see her standing there.  "Go
away, please before my uncle sees me talking to you."

   "Then pay me the money and I'll leave."

   "Okay, fine, but you must leave right away," he said digging into his
pocket and pulling out several crumpled bills.  He stuffed them in her hand
without even looking at them and went back to work.  She headed for the
restrooms to clean up and count her money.  Only $31 but at least it was
better than nothing.  She washed the slime off her skirt and the stuff
dripping out from between her legs before headed out.  Opening the door she
noticed a tall man entering the men's room across the hallway.  She smiled
at the thought she was having.

   When his door opened, she was ready for him.  "Hi," she said smiling up
at the nice looking man.  He was tall like her father but not as fat.

   "Hi yourself," he replied trying to walk past the small obstacle but
nearly knocking her over.  "Is there something I can help you with?" he
finally asked after not being able to maneuver around her.

   "I need to make money to buy medicine for my momma.  She's very sick and
it costs $100."

   "Well I wish I could help you but I don't have $100, so if you'll excuse
me, I need to go now." She stepped aside a little before she had an idea.

   "How much do you have?"

   "Excuse me?"

   "How much money do you have?" she repeated.

   "That's none of your business."

   "I'll suck your cock for $50."

   "WHAT?!?  What did you say?" he asked not sure he heard her correctly.
She repeated the request and he wasn't sure what to do next.  She was very
pretty but way too young.  "I, uh, I don't, um, I'm not sure that would be
right."

   "I do it all the time.  I know how to do it right," she tried to assure
him.

   He glared down at her.  She was so small, so young, surely she's not
doing that stuff already.  He felt a twitching from his cock.  No, this
isn't right.  He couldn't, could he?  She just a young girl, probably still
in elementary school.  It's just not right, damn it!  "I, uh, don't think
so, but thank you."

   She had a disappointment expression as she let him past.  She decided to
head towards Mark's or Kevin and Keith's house.  Maybe they'll have money
to give her to fuck.  She had just made it to the edge of the parking lot
when a gold colored car pulled beside her and rolled the window down.

   "Hey, you need a ride?" a voice called out to her.  She turned to see
the man she just talked to smiling at her.  She nodded and ran to the other
side of the car.  She slid right next to him and grabbed the bulge in his
pants.  "You don't waste any time, do you?" He knew he'd hate himself later
for doing it, but right now the thought of this sexy young girl's mouth
around his cock was the best thing in the world.

   She directed him to pull behind the store and had his cock in her mouth
before he even had the car back there.  He reached between her legs and
stroked her bare pussy.  She was so wet so smooth and soft.  She opened her
legs more to give him better access to her kitty.  His middle finger
slipped inside expecting to hit her hymen.  It went in to his third
knuckle. While she nursed on his erection, he slipped a second thick finger
inside her.  She didn't even wince as the second digit went as deep.

   Pulling his fingers out, he examined the gunk running down his hand.  He
brought it close to his nose and sniffed.  "Is this cum?" he asked looking
down at her.  She nodded her head not even removing her mouth from his
cock. "You fuck too?" Again she nodded.  "Is that what you meant by $100?"
again a nod.  "Okay, then, let's fuck!"

   She giggled as he moved her around to lay flat on the seat.  His zipper
was already opened but his belt was on and pants were still button.  He
pulled them off and crawled between her opened legs.  He'd never fucked a
girl this young in his life but always wanted to see what it would be like.
He was always afraid he'd hurt a child as his cock is thicker than average.
One gentle push and his cock slipped easily inside her.

   It was the greatest feeling the man ever had.  After 20 years of
marriage with three kids, his wife's pussy is more than a little stretched
out.  This girl felt like oiled silk but she was still tight.  He pumped
slowly at first, acting as if she might break if he went too fast or too
hard.  She knew she didn't have a lot of time and began thrusting her hips
upward twice as fast as he was pushing into her.  It was all he could do to
hold out as her pussy swallowed his cock over and over again.

   "Ugh...ugh, oooooohhhh, mmmmmmm," he cried out, welding his pubic bone
to hers.  She felt her inside suddenly flooded again, but hardly felt him
twitching.  He laid panting on top of her until he caught his breath.  She
was definitely the best fuck he's had in a very long time.  "You were made
for this, weren't you?" he asked kissing her forehead.  She smiled at his
compliment.  Slowly he withdrew, releasing the flood of juices.

   She suddenly remembered that she didn't get paid yet and panicked.  What
if he does like the others did and not pay?  She sat up, watching as he
buttoned his pants.  "I need the money now," she said holding her hand out.

   He chuckled.  "You're all business, eh?  Alright, you've earned it," he
said pulling out his wallet and fishing out five-20s.  "You've got the best
little pussy I've had.  Ever," he added with a smile.  She smiled back and
clutched the money tightly.  "You need a ride some place?" The clock on his
radio read 11:29.  She needed to get home and cleaned up before Gary.

   "Can you take me home?"

   "Sure, how far do you live?"

   "Not far.  Over there," she said pointing out the window.  He started
the car and backed out.  She glanced at the screen door and thought she saw
that boy.  She kept her hand on his crotch for the short trip, rubbing it
often and making it stir back to life.

   "You'd better stop doing that or else you'll have to give me a freebe,"
he said.  She smiled up and him and pointed to her house.

   "That's where I live," she said with a smile.

   "It's a nice house," he said.  "Not what I expected." She opened the
door and slid out.  "Hey, mind if I come and see you again?" She smiled and
agreed.  "I don't even know your name."

   "It's Jessie, Jessie Bell."

   "Okay, Jezebel," nice to meet you," he said winking.  She giggled and
ran around towards her window.  He watched her shapely little butt shaking
as she left.

   ***

   Buster was scratching on her door when she crawled into the window.  The
room was the same as when she left so her mother probably didn't notice she
was gone.  She let him in and locked it.

   "Jessie, it's time for lunch," her mother said knocking on her door. 
Buster was still pumping into her with quick, short strokes.

   "Okay, uh, momma," she replied with a strained voice.  "I'll be right,
ugh, out." Just then Busters knot slipped inside of her, stretching her
sugar wall out as much as they'd go.  She felt bloated and strangely warm
all over.

   She sat quietly throughout lunch and her mother took notice of it. 
"Honey, I hope you understand why I'm doing this," she said putting her
hand over Jessie's.  "I worry about you and I love you very much.  I just
don't know what I'd do if something happened to you." She said quietly
until she finished her soup and sandwich.

   "You want to come out and watch TV with me?" her mother asked watching
the thin girl stand to clean up her mess.

   "No, that's okay.  I just want to be in my room for a while." It was the
first thing she said all day to her.  Her mother nodded and watched as her
little girl waddled down the hallway.

   Gary was late.  He said he'd be here after lunch and it's already 1:30.
She was sitting outside around the corner of their house watching for him.
Her nerves were bad and she was getting very sad for some reason.  She
wished he'd hurry up so she can get more angel dust.  A black car passed
and she perked up.  It didn't slow down and kept going past her house.  She
sighed and sat back down.

   Two more cars passed before Gary's car stopped in front of her house. 
She raced out and climbed into the front seat.  "You're late!" she huffed
slamming the door.

   "Hey, easy on the door, bitch and don't ever talk to me that way.  I get
here when I get here.  You got my money?" She nodded and handed him the
crumpled bills.  He counted out $158.  "You're over $40 short!"

   "I'm sorry but that's all I could get.  Can I have some now?" He looked
in her eyes.  He could tell she was jonesing right now.  Yesterday he cut
her coke with some heroin and the bitch buzzed pretty good for a while.  He
smiled.

   "Sure, but you gotta earn it."

   "I just gave you all the money I have.  I don't have any more.  PLEASE."
He nodded, reaching over for a CD jewel and tapped out a small amount.  A
credit card was used to make the lines and she almost knocked it out of his
hand leaning over to snort it.  She leaned back and closed her eyes as the
warm sensation overtook her.  She was floating but it wasn't as intense as
she'd felt yesterday.

   "Is this angel dust?" she asked looking over towards him, her eyes
slowly dilating.

   "Yea, why?"

   "'Cause it don't feel the same."

   "You get what you pay for.  You paid for the cheap crap, not the really
good stuff like yesterday."

   "How much for the good stuff?"

   "Five hundred."

   "FIVE HUNDRED?!!?  I can't get that much!"

   "Sure you can.  You're young, pretty and not too bad a fuck.  Put those
together and you'll be making a ton of money.  I'll help you, but first you
need to pay for the co..., ur dust you just had."

   "I gave you all my money."

   "I know, that's why we're going to the truck stop to make some fast
money.  Just a bj this time.  You should be able to get $50 for a bj with
one of those horny truckers," he said starting the car.  The drugs rushing
through her system were calming her down and making her giddy.  She looked
at his lap and noticed his erection and giggled.  Reaching over she rubbed
it.

   His ringing cell phone startled her as she jumped back into her seat. 
"Yea, I got 'er.  Oh, yes, she's more than willing and able.  Sure, what's
the room number?  Okay, got it.  We should be there in 30 minutes.  Great,
see you there."

   She wasn't exactly sure, but figured he was talking about her.  Gary
pulled into the drive way of the house for sale and turned the engine off
before moving his seat back.  "Blow me," he said unzipping his pants.  She
leaned over and took his cock into her mouth.  Gripping her hair, he
bounced her head up and down on his lap while she sucked him until he came,
flooding her mouth with cum.

   He said nothing to her until they pulled into the parking lot of the
truck stop.  Glancing around, he saw a trucker hopping down from a big
truck and heading towards the store.  "That's your guy," he said pointing
the man out to her.  "Same story, you need the money for your mom.  $50 for
a bj, don't take anything less and you only got 10 minutes to make him cum.
You need to be someplace soon.

   Gary waited for 10 minutes and began to worry.  Neither she nor the man
came out of the store and he had less than 10 minutes to get her to the
Holiday Inn.  Five more minutes past and he decided to go look for her. 
He'd just entered the store when he noticed him exiting the men's room
followed quickly by Jessie.  She was wiping her mouth with the back of her
hand.  She smiled when she saw him.  In the car Gary berated her for being
late and demanded the money.  She handed him the two-twenty dollar and a
ten before buckling her seat belt.

   The drive was short but everything seemed fuzzy as she stared out the
window.  It took all of fifteen minutes to reach the motel and she could
tell Gary was agitated by the traffic.  They circled the long building
before parking towards the back.

   "Listen, I'm gunna get your business started today.  The best way is to
show a few men a good time and they tell a couple of friends and they try
you out and so on.  Soon you'll have a ton of guys throwing money at you
and all you gotta do is lay there with your legs opened.  Easiest money in
the whole fuckin' world."

   She was looking at him with a glassy expression.  "Don't fuck this up,
got it.  If you do I'll never help you out again and you'll have to get all
the money first before I give you any more shit, understand?"

   "What, uhm, do I have to do?"

   The look on his face scared her a bit.  He looked very angry and for the
first time she thought he might hit her.  "You're a whore, what do you
think you have to do?" He patted her knee and smiled.  "Before you start,
I'll give you an advance of the good stuff, just to get you in the mood. 
But not right away.  I want you to meet them first and then we'll go into
the bathroom and get you ready, okay?" She nodded.

   They went up the stairs and down a long corridor stopping at the last
door on the right, room 229, and knocked.  A moment later the curtain next
to the door moved aside and she could see a man's face appear in the
window. It fell back and the door opened.  "Come on in," the older stocky
man said with a big grin on his face.

   Gary nudged her on the back and she stepped inside.  There were five men
in the room, all well dress and one still had on his suit jacket.  The
others had dress shirts and ties, except one had loosened his tie until it
drooped loosely from his neck.  They were older; most with grey hair except
one was closer to her father's age.  One of the men was bald and chubby
with a reddened face.  He wasn't as fat as Santa Claus and didn't have a
beard, but he sort of reminded her of him.

   "Oh, no, no, no," one of the men said as the door closed.  "She's just a
baby,"

   "Yea, we were expecting a young lady, not a little girl," another one
added.

   "Hold on, guys," Gary said trying to calm them down.  "She's older than
she looks and has a lot of experience."

   "How old are you, honey?" the man who let them in asked kneeling down to
be eye level with her.

   "She's 11, almost 12," Gary said adding a few years.  "She's been doing
this since she was nine, so you don't have to worry about her."

   "NINE?" one of the men said.  "Damn, my daughter's ten and I can't
imagine her even thinking about sex."

   "Listen, I promised you guys a nasty young slut and here she is.  Trust
me, don't be fooled by her looks, inside this little body beats the heart
of a whore.  You won't find a kinkier girl any where.  I say give her a
try, if you don't like her, I'll give you back half your money, no
questions.  If you do like her, and I'm very sure you will, I know you'll
visit her a lot and tell all your friends about her," he said smiling.

   The man kneeling in front of her lifted her chin up to look into her
eyes.  "Is this something you want to do, honey?" She nodded slowly.  "Is
he making you do this?" She shook her head.

   "Does your mommy know you're fucking strange men in hotel rooms?" one of
the other men blurted out.

   "Are you kidding?" Gary said.  "She's the one that asked me to set this
up.  "Biggest coke ho in the city.  Got 'er kid making most of her money.
I'm just doing this to help her out.  If it's not you guys, it'll be
someone else, I promise you that."

   "Is that true, honey?" he asked.  She nodded again.

   "She don't talk much does she?" the man sitting on the bed asked.

   "Naw, she'd rather used her mouth for sucking cock," Gary said with a
smile.  Four of the men laughed.

   "You want something to drink?" the kneeling man asked standing up. 
"Maybe a soda or something.  I'd offer you whiskey, but you're too young to
drink," he added.  A couple of the men chuckled.

   "Too young to drink, but not too young to fuck," someone shouted out. 
Gary smiled when he said that.  They were finally warming to the idea of
fucking this very under aged girl.

   "Go get friendly," Gary bent over and whispered to her.  She knew what
he meant.  The man fixing her a drink was tall as she hardly reached to his
stomach.  She could see the large bulge in his pants but he wasn't hard. 
She reached for it.

   "Looks like we got an eager beaver guys," one of the men said with a
laugh.

   "I don't think you can handle that," the man she was groping said. 
"I'll split you in two with it."

   "Naw, don't worry 'bout that," Gary said moving to get a drink.  "You'd
be surprised how much dick this girl can handle." With that he lifted her
skirt showing the men she had on no panties to a round of awws.  "Let's get
you freshened up for the party," he added taking her by the shoulder.

   Inside the bathroom he explained what he wanted her to do and how she
needed to act.  She nodded with each instruction hoping she'd do everything
he asked of her.  Reaching into his pocket he took out a small plastic
baggy, and tapped out a small pile on the counter.  Her eyes lit up as he
sectioned it into two lines.  Thirty seconds later she was feeling the
rush. This was the good stuff.  Her eyes rolled back as she began to
giggle.

   Gary helped her remove her clothes before opening the door and ushering
her into the room.  The man who let them in and who fixed her a coke was
nude and met her half way.  The man who had been sitting on the bed was
also naked and two others were in various stages of undress.  The one
sitting in the corner was still dressed and not looking at her.  She later
learned his name was Jim.

   "Damn, she ain't got not tits at all," one of the men said.

   "Yea, and not a lick of hair on her pussy," another one remarked.

   "Don't worry, I'll lick her pussy," a third man joked to a round of
laughter.

   The original gray-haired man guided her to the bed, laid her back and
entered her just like that.  No words spoken.  He began moving faster and
commented to the others how tight she was.  The other naked man moved
towards her face and slapped her cheek with his cock.

   "Open up, honey," he said brushing it against her lips.  Her mouth
opened and he pushed it in.  She felt her hand raise and her fingers
wrapped around a hard cock.

   "Jerk me off, baby," he said stroking her hand back and forth.

   "Don't listen to him, you just keep sucking."

   Her other hand soon found its way to another cock and was jerking them
simultaneously.  The man fucking her was very thick and stretched her like
Buster does when he knots with her.  It didn't hurt though as only pleasure
was coursing through her body.  He sped up his thrusts and she sucked
harder.

   "Fuck, I'm cumming," he grunted doubling his efforts.  He had to support
himself on extended arms to allow the others access to her.  The abrupt
withdraw of his fat cock took her breath away as she suddenly felt the jets
of cum raining down on her stomach and chest.  She couldn't see, but felt
his cum landing on her.

   She felt his large weight moving up her body and the two cocks she was
jerking off suddenly slipped away from her hands.  He sat on her stomach
and used his cock to paint his cum all over her chest.  Afterwards he had
her suck it clean.  One of the other men had moved behind the man sitting
on her and pushed his hard cock into her.  He wasn't as thick but was very
hard.  She grunted at the sudden intrusion.

   After the first man rolled away, the other two resumed their positions,
one in her mouth, and the other in her hand.  That's when she first learned
Jim's name.

   "Hey, Jim, you going to try her out?" one of the men asked.

   "Yea, Jimmy, this is some fine US grade A fuck meat," someone else said.

   For the next several minutes they harassed him, saying he was in love
with her or that he wanted to fuck her all to himself.  The man on top of
her quickly withdrew and after a few strokes, began spraying his cum all
over her just as the first man did.  As he moved forward, the man she was
jerking off moved down between her legs and eased his cock into her.

   She wasn't sure how long it lasted, but they were constantly going at
her, two or three at a time the entire time.  They spread her legs this way
then that way.  Shoved their cocks at her and in her, twisting and turning
her different ways.  After a while she was flipped over and they began
fucking her in the ass.  Soon they began going inside her ass and pussy at
the same time.  Eventually Jim did join in after watching for over an hour
and took several turns with her.

   The men that didn't have a hole to fuck would work themselves up to the
point of cumming and shoot it all over her.  When she began to dry out,
they began cumming inside her pussy and ass to keep her wet.  The men
seemed to lose all concerns of her being so young and treated her like they
would any other prostitute.

   After a while they began taking longer breaks and eventually stopped all
together.  She was worn out, not even able to raise her arms or close her
legs.  Her fingers were in a permanent crescent shape from holding cocks so
long and one of her eyes was glued shut from sperm.  She watched through a
hazy stare as the men dressed and began leaving.  Gary kept trying them to
commit to "hiring" her again or at least spread the word around about her.
They all said they would.

   "Damn, girl, you're a fuckin' mess," he said standing over her.  Her
throat was too sore to speak and her arms lay lifelessly beside her.  A
steady stream of murky mucus flowed from her overused hole.  Her hair was
still wet and matted down with clumps dried semen.  Using a pillow, he
propped her head up and brought the small vial to her nose.  "Sniff."

   She inhaled deeply and jerked as the drug sent a refreshing sensation
throughout her body.  In less than two minutes she was able to sit up as he
directed her to take a shower.  She looked at the clock for the first time
and panicked.  It was almost 7 PM and she knew her mother would know she
was missing.

   *****

   Gary stopped the car three houses away.  There was a police car parked
in front of the house.  "Shit, what's going on?" he mumbled.  It was
already 7:46 and he knew he was in deep shit.  After she was cleaned up, he
couldn't help but fuck her once himself.  Now she's got his cum inside her
if anyone ever checked...

   "My mother probably called the police when she saw I wasn't home.  I
wasn't suppose to go any where but I snuck out of the house to meet you."

   "God dammit, girl, look at this trouble you're making."

   "What are we going to do?"

   "I dunno, let me think.  Alright, here," he said opening the center
console to remove a silver heart necklace.  "Tell them you went to buy her
a present and give her this.  That should make everything alright."

   She took the necklace and hugged his neck.  "Thanks, Gary."

   He didn't wait around and made a U turn before she was even a house
away. He was around the corner before she made it home.

   "I know daddy, I'm sorry," she said for the third time.  He was on the
phone with her mother when she got home.  The police were filling out paper
work and carrying a photo of her on his clip board when she walked in.  He
wanted to talk to her and kept saying how dangerous it was to sneak out
like that, even if it were to buy her a present.  The police left and her
mother was sitting in the chair crying.

   "Pumpkin, you know my over coat in the closet by the front door?"

   "Yes,"

   "Well, in the pocket is some white pills.  Get one and make your mother
a cup of her tea.  When it's ready, open one of those pills and pour out
the powder in her tea.  Make sure you stir it really good before you give
it to her.  Just tell her you're sorry for worrying her and you hope she's
not mad at you.  When she drinks it, she'll fall asleep and not wake up
'til tomorrow."

   "Really?!  That's cool.  I don't want her bugging me no more."

   "Yea, okay, just don't let her see you doing it or she'll be really mad,
okay?" She giggled and agreed.  She hung up the phone and gave her mother a
hug, just like her daddy said to.  Next she checked his coat and found the
pills but also found the tube of stuff he used on her the other day that
felt so good.  She took both to her room.

   She couldn't help but stare as her mother sipped the tea.  It was after
8 o'clock and her daddy said give it to her as soon as the police left. 
She wondered how long it would be before it worked.

   "Honey, what's going on with you?" she asked holding her hand.  Lately
you've been really distant and you disappear for hours at a time.  Today
six different boys came over looking for you and a group hung around the
driveway for the longest time.  Ashley's brother keeps calling for you and
a lot of boys are riding their bikes and skate boards the front of our
house.  That's never happened until recently." Jessie shrugged her shoulder
looking down at the table.

   "Are you going to give me an answer?"

   "I dunno, momma," she mumbled.  "I don't know why they're looking for me
and I told you I went to buy you a present so you won't be mad at me.  Is
that so bad?"

   "No, sweety, that's not so bad if I know where you are and what you're
doing.  What's bad is you make we worry." They could hear scratching at the
door.  "Could you let Buster in please?" her mother asked standing from the
table.  Jessie noticed she was light headed and had to sit down again
before slowly standing.  Opening the back door, she was almost knocked over
as Buster rushed into the room.  By the time she made it back into the
dinning room, her mother had her head on the table and was starting to
snore.  She smiled.

   Buster was sniffing around her pussy, but it was too sore to do anything
right now.  She had to push him away several times but he was persistent so
she went into her room and closed the door.  Sitting on her bed she
examined her pussy.  It still looked like raw meat with swelling and
bruises over most of the area.  The loose skin surrounding her crack looked
large and puffy.  It wasn't even there a week ago and was very tender to
touch.  The little button at the top of her crack was shyly tucked away
behind rows of wrinkled skin and even when she pulled her pussy open, it
was hardly noticeable.  She reached for the tube of cream.

   It started as a tingling sensation then it got hotter.  Before long it
felt as if her pussy was burning.  She watched as the small button began to
enlarge and poke through the layers of skin surrounding it.  She giggled as
it looked just like a tiny cock.  Touching it made her hips jerked as her
brain registered a surge of pleasure.  She sucked in her breath and touched
it again.  A soft moan escaped her pursed lips.  It had grow hard like a
man's cock and she began to rub it, extracting as much enjoyment as she
could.  Buster was scratching and whimpering at her door.

   *

   "HOLLY SHIT!" Otis cried out looking into her bedroom window.

   "What is it?" Jeff said pushing his way next to his tall friend.  "FUCK
ME!"

   Both men's eyes were glued on the bestial act before them.  The little
slut they intended to fuck was face down, butt up with her dog, her
scraggly mutt of a dog, was humping into her.

   "I heard 'bout that befo', but I ain't never seen it."

   "Yea, me either." Both men watched as the dog knotted and then withdrew
easily from the young girl.  As he retreated to the corner, Otis and Jeff
climbed into her window.  Buster looked up from licking his cock to growl
at the men.  Jeff pushed the dog into the hallway and closed the door. 
Jessie was still positioned the way she was when the dog fucked her and had
both hands between her legs rubbing her slimy pussy.  Her fingers and inner
thighs were coated with wetness.

   "I ain't sticking my dick in no dog cum," Otis said kneeling behind her.
Using spit, he pushed his engorged cock into her rectum.  She hardly
noticed and continued fingering herself.  Jeff pulled her face up, slapping
her mouth with his cock.  She opened her mouth like a baby bird ready to be
fed.

   The men traded sides a few times before Jeff, more out of curiosity,
pushed his cock into her dog-cum filled pussy.  She was very hot, loose and
wet.  Watery cum ran down his balls and he had to kneel carefully to keep
it off his clothes.  After a few minutes he added his cum to the
over-filled receptacle.

   "Are you almost done?" a voice from the window startled the pair.  It
was her first 'customer' waiting to be serviced.  Jeff looked at his watch
and noticed it was already 9:17.  "I've been waiting for 20 minutes
already," he added.

   *****

   It was a long, hard night and Jessie could hardly move the next morning.
The men kept coming all night long until she fell asleep sometime after 4
AM.  Otis and Jeff had arranged for men to visit her between the one's
Frank set up, making sure to have them on standby at the half hour.  Once
Frank's men were finished, they'd call their customers who were waiting
just down the street.  Frank's last customer left at 2:21 and they gave her
two more before ending her long day.

   She was awakened by the banging on her bedroom door.  It was her bitchy
mother yelling at her to unlock the door.  Someone must have locked it
sometime in the night.  Her bed was soaked, she was still naked and had
bruises, scratches and red marks all over her body.  Her pussy felt hot,
very hot as if burned by grease.  Pulling herself out of bed, she stepped
on a slippery, long balloon and fell to the floor.  Her room was a mess and
had a strong musky odor.

   Her mother knocked again, calling her name.  "I'm up, mother!," she
called out dragging herself off the floor.  She was tired, weak and every
part of her body ached.  She really needed some angel dust but didn't have
any more money to buy any.

   "Why is your door locked?  I don't like it when you lock your door."

   "Sorry, I must of locked it by mistake," she said gently sitting on the
bed.  Her butt was just as sore as her pussy as most of the men wanted to
fuck her there last night.

   "Breakfast is ready, come and eat before it gets cold."

   "I'll be right there," she said glancing at her clock.  8:49 AM.  "Why
can't she just leave me alone?" she mumbled.  She searched for the tiny
plastic baggie from yesterday.  All of the dust was gone, but a little tiny
bit was in there.  Slipping her tongue inside, she tasted the residue, but
it wasn't enough.  She needed more and wanted it right now.  She sighed as
she didn't have any money.  She would head out to the truck stop after
breakfast and make enough to buy the good stuff.  She'd only have to fuck
maybe five or six truckers and could be home from lunch.  Smiling, she
cleaned up and joined her mother in the dining room.

   "I want you to go with me to the mall today.  So we can spend some time
together and get you out of the house."

   "I don't wanna go.  I wanna stay home.  You go."

   "Young lady, I don't like that attitude.  What's gotten into you lately?
I have nothing but problems from you.  Is there something you want to talk
about?" She never looked up from her plate and shook her head.

   "My stomach hurts and I just don't feel like going, that's all."

   "Well, it'll be good for you.  We'll do a little shopping, have lunch in
the food court, shop a little more and then go home.  It'll be fun, kind of
a girls day out.  Maybe we can even get your hair done with those purple
streaks you've been wanting."

   *****

   Jessie stared out the window as they drove past the truck stop.  She
should be there now making money.  It was very busy and she sighed thinking
how much she could be making if she was able to.  She'd have the $500 in no
time, even only charging $50 each.

   A cold chill ran down her spine and she was sweating even though it was
a cool day.  Her stomach was cramping like she really needed to go to the
bathroom, but she knew she didn't.  She got chilled again and noticed her
arms were covered with goose bumps.  She wished she could meet with Gary.
He'd make her feel better with the good angel dust.

   *****

   It was less than a week after Easter and the mall was packed.  They had
to park far away and walk.  Jessie was tired and could hardly keep her eyes
opened.  The first stop was Macy's as her mother wanted to buy some new
bras and panties.

   "Wait right here while I try these on," she told her heading towards the
changing room.  Jessie really didn't want to be there and wondered around
the lingerie department looking at all the sexy underwear they had.  That's
when she spotted the older man talking to a sales girl.  He smiled when he
noticed her looking.  Maybe she could make some money here instead of the
truck stop.

   "Hi," she said approaching the man after the girl left.

   "Hi yourself," he said comparing two nightgowns.  "I'm shopping for my
wife," he added rolling his eyes.  She giggled at that.  He noticed her
still standing there looking downwards.  "Is there something I can help you
with?"

   "I want to buy something for my momma for her birthday but I don't have
any money.  She's really sick and we don't have any money."

   "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.  How 'bout I give you $5?  Will you be able
to get her a present then?"

   "How 'bout you give me $50 and I will suck your cock." The man's eyes
widened and his face turned beet red.  His mouth dropped opened and he
stood immobile for several seconds.

   "Wh...what did you say?" She repeated her request.

   "I really need the money so I'll suck you for $40, okay?"

   "H...how old are you?" he mumbled.  She knew Gary was telling everyone
she was 11 so that's what she told him.

   "I'll be 12 next month."

   "Eleven-years-old and sucking men's co...  uh, penises?"

   "Look, do you want to or not?" she blurted out loud enough to where the
sales girl turned to look at them.

   He was still in shock but managed to speak.  "Where?  We can't do it
here."

   "Come 'er," she said grabbing his hand and leading him to the corner of
the store.  There were several clearance racks there and she slipped inside
one of them.  "Come closer," she urged.  He took two steps forwards and her
tiny hand reached out and pulled him two more until his crotch was buried
between the clothes.  He felt his zipper being lowered and sucked in
through his nose as the warm, wet mouth covered his cockhead.

   "Oh God," he whispered as she pumped her mouth up and down his shaft. 
His wife only does it every once in a while and this little kid was so much
better than she.  He felt his own hips rocking back and forth to the rhythm
of her blow job.  "This is insane," he gasped looking around at all the
shoppers just a few feet away as her hand began massaging his loose balls.

   He could hear her slurping and smacking as she gave him the best blowjob
of his life.  It wasn't long before his nuts began to constrict and spit
out globs of semen into her sucking mouth.  She never missed a stroke and
swallowed every drop he pumped out.

   He stood there with his shrinking cock hanging out as she climbed back
through the clothes.  He looked to be in shock as she smiled up at him and
asked for the money.  "Oh, my, God," he said still not believing what just
happened.  It took him a full minute to come around and zip his pants. 
Fishing out his wallet, he handed her a fifty dollar bill.  "You earned
it," he said looking around to make sure no one saw what had happened.  He
put the clothes he'd been looking at down and walked away.  Jessie smiled.

   "This might not be so bad." She saw her mother coming out of the
dressing room and went to meet her.  Next came the shoe department and then
they went to look at dresses.  Jessie was bored, tired and her tummy was
cramping again.  She wanted to go home and wait for Gary.  She sighed as
her mother took another arm load of clothes into the dressing room.

   She was sitting in the waiting area looking bored and mad.  It was
already after 11 and she was ready to leave.  She hated her mother for
dragging her here in the first place.  Her legs were swinging back and
forth, her arms folded across her chest and her face told her feeling.

   "That's an ugly face for such a pretty girl," a deep voice spoke from
beside her.  She'd been daydreaming about the angel dust and didn't notice
him approach.  She looked up at the tall man and smiled.  He was a little
older than her dad and about as tall.

   "I'm bored," she replied sitting up more.

   "Well, maybe you just need someone to talk to.  Mind if I sit down with
you?" Her face lit up.  This will be even easier than the last time.  He
introduced himself as Rob and couldn't help but notice the 'beautiful young
lady' sitting all alone and looking sad.  Time to make some money.

   "I'm just sad 'cause my momma's really sick and we need $100 for her
medicine," she said giving her most pathetic expression possible.

   "Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that.  You don't have insurance?" She
shook her head.  "Well, I really wish I could help you out, but I can't
right now, you understand, right?" She nodded.

   "Maybe there's something I can do for you to make $100," she said
putting her hand on his leg.  He looked down at it and then back to her
smiling face.

   "I, hum, I'm not sure I know what you mean." Her hand slid further up
his leg and he stopped it just below his crotch.  "You don't want to do
that," he said taking her hand away.

   "Yes I do, please.  I really need the money."

   "There's got to be another way to make money.  What about you're
father?"

   "I don't have one."

   "Does your mother know you're doing this?" She nodded.  "And she lets
you?" Again she nodded.  "Is she making you do this?" Jessie shook her
head.

   "She lets me but I don't gotta do it.  I want to help make money.  Do
you want to or not?"

   "I, uh, don't have $100 cash.  I'll have to go to the ATM to get it."

   "Okay, I'll wait right here," she said smiling.

   "Just to be sure we're talking about the same thing, what am I getting
for $100?"

   She leaned closer.  "You can fuck me," she whispered.  His eyes widened
and it seemed to take a while to register.  He jumped up and ran down the
isle as if trying to catch a bus.  She giggled.

   A couple came over; the woman was holding an armful of clothes ready to
try on and the man she was with sat in the seat across from her.  Jessie
smiled and he smiled back.  He was young a little older than Brad and
really cute.  He looked to be Spanish or something as he was dark but not
black.  They both watched as the woman went into a room.

   Sliding lower on her chair, she parted her legs and watched as the man
tried to look away but always seemed to glance back at her.  After the
third glance, she ran a finger along the crotch of her shorts slowly
watching as he tried not to stare.

   He began to shift around nervously crossing and uncrossing his legs as
she took her finger and slowly pushed it into dimpled crease.  His eyes
were glued to her crotch as she rubbed the exterior up and down.  When his
eyes met hers, he quickly turned away and looked towards the dressing room.


   He jumped with a start as her crotch touched his knee.  She was standing
in front of him, rubbing her pussy back and forth.  He sat up, pulling his
leg away from her.  "What are you doing?" he almost yelled.  She smiled. 
She reached for his lap, her hand grazing his bulge before he could stop
her.  "You can't do that!"

   "Why not?  You were looking at me." She remembered what the priest had
told her about men that looked at her wanting to fuck her.  "I know you
want to fuck me," she said grinning.

   "WHAT?!?!  I do not.  I, uhm, was just looking that's all."

   "I'll suck your cock for $50 then." His eyes widened as he frantically
looked around to see if anyone heard what she said.

   "I don't think so."

   "$40." He stared at her, trying to see if she was joking or something.
Never before has anything like this ever happened to him.  And what's worse
is she's just a little kid.  She licked her lower lip as she saw his
erection returning.

   "$40," she repeated.

   "Uh, I, uhm, maybe $20," he said hoping that it would be too low and
she'd go away.

   "Okay," she said grabbing his arm to pull him up.

   "You can't be serious, right?"

   "Come on, I know a place." Like a lamb lead to slaughter, he followed
the wayward girl to the back of the department and watched as she slipped
into the circular rack of clothes.  "Come closer," she said reaching
through.

   Pulling out his wallet, he handed her the $20 and stepped closer.  She
wasted no time in extracting his erection and slipping her mouth around it.
He groaned as it touched the back of her throat.  Holding onto the rack,
his hips swayed as her hands and mouth stroked up and down.  He had to
admit she was really good and closed his eyes.

   She was lost in her own world as his cock rubbed back and forth over her
tongue.  She knew she had to hurry in case the other man returned and
nothing else mattered except getting this new cock to cum.  She could hear
her name from a distance but kept her post, kneading the cock and balls
with her hands and sucking it the best she could.

   Suddenly she gagged as jet after powerful jet hit the back of her
throat. She coughed, but managed to swallowed most of it.  She did notice
that a little had gotten on one of the dressed he was standing near.  He
suddenly jerked it back and zipped his pants before she could finish
gulping the cum down.  By the time she emerged from her nest, he was gone.
She saw her mother wondering around calling for her.

   "Where were you?!" she almost yelled as she met up with her.  "I've been
looking all over for you!"

   "Sor-ry, I was bored so I walked around."

   "Well, don't do that again, you made me worry again."

   "Okay, I won't," she said rolling her eyes.

   "So, do you think daddy will like this?" she asked turning around to
show the dress.

   "I guess so," she said sitting in her seat.  She looked over and noticed
the man had returned and was pacing back and forth watching her talk to her
mother.

   "Well, I got a few more to try on but I like this one the best so far."
Jessie watched as her mother headed back towards the fitting room and went
to meet the man.

   "Was that your mother?" he asked as they walked out of Macy's.  She
nodded as they walked around the first corner.

   The door was marked "Employee Entrance" and lead to a long hallway that
went behind several business.  At the very end was an alcove with a
pull-down door marked "Trash".  It was just wide enough for the two of them
to stand facing each other and have room to undress.

   He was shocked to see all the bruises, scratches and bite marks on her
and her pussy was pretty beat up.  It didn't matter though, he was horny
and she wanted to fuck.  "You gotta condom?"

   "A what?"

   "A condom, you know, a rubber?"

   "What's that?"

   "You mean you don't use condoms?" She shook her head.  "Whatever," he
said shrugging his shoulder.

   Picking her up, he leaned her against the wall and entered her.  She was
very light, almost feather light but felt incredible.  Even though it was
obvious she'd been severely abused and probably for a long time, she was
still tight.  His cock slipped in easily and went completely inside.  He
shuttered.

   He fucked her like a rag doll, supporting her by her butt and bouncing
her up and down on his cock.  She was very wet as he felt liquid dripping
off his balls.  He knew he wouldn't last long and pounded into her as hard
as he could.  He wanted to get his money's worth.

   "AAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck," he called out, his voice echoing through the
narrow hallway.  She felt his cock swell and then began jerking inside her
pussy.  She smiled at the prospect of winning her pony.  Slowly he slid her
to the floor, panting and dripping sweat on her.

   "Damn, that was great," he said pulling his pants up.  She did the same,
watching as the glob of cum peeked out of her swollen hole.  She snapped
her jeans, trapping it inside before pulling on her shirt.  He turned to
leave and she called out.

   "WAIT!!!  You didn't pay me."

   "Oh, yea, I almost forgot.  Here, it was really worth it," he said
handing her the five twenties.  "You might want to get the money first
though 'cause some guys might not pay you afterwards." She nodded.  That
was something she hadn't thought of.

   Emerging from the hallway, she saw the man heading away from Macy's and
she began going to join her mother.  She could smell food and realized how
hungry she was.  She headed for the food court.  It was very busy and there
were no seats.  She got a corn dog, fries and a soda and noticed a small
round table vacant.  She rushed to it just as someone else reached it. 
They agreed to share.

   Sitting across from an older man with balding grey hair, thick glasses
and a long pointed nose she returned a smile.  He was tall and skinny and
wearing a name tag with George on it.  They introduced themselves and he
began eating.  Jessie felt a weird tinge of excitement looking at this man.
She looked down at her corn dog and giggled.  It looked just like a long
brown cock.

   He was talking to her but she wasn't hearing what it was.  She was too
involved in her 'cock dog' to listen.  Holding it by the stick, she held it
up and looked into his eyes.  He was rambling on about nothing and for some
unknown reason, she licked the cock dog from the stick to the tip and then
around both sided.  Turning it sideways, she put her mouth around the
center and slid it over her lips until it reached the tip.  Slowly she
pushed it into her mouth until it reached the back of her throat.

   He sat quietly with his mouth hanging opened while she did that.  She
watched his face as she repeatedly pushed and pulled the corn dog out of
her mouth and slurped on the end.  He seemed to be in a state of shock at
her display.  She finally removed it from her mouth and smiled at him.

   "Do you do that for real, or just to play?" he asked.

   "What do you mean?"

   "Uh, never mind.  Bad question," he said looking down at his food.

   "Do you mean do I do that to cocks too?" His face lifted and their eyes
met.

   "I, um, yea, I guess that's what I mean."

   "Yes I do.  Do you want me to do that to your cock?"

   "EXCUSE ME?"

   "$50 and I'll suck your cock."

   "You're kidding, right?" She smiled, pick up the corn dog and pushed it
back inside her mouth as far as she could take it.  Slowly she removed it
and shoved it back in.

   "OH MY GOD," he said wide eyed.  "Do you, uh, have a place to go?" She
nodded still sucking on the soggy breading.  He took out his wallet and
counted the money.  "I only have $38."

   "Ok," she said pulling it out of her mouth.  "I'll do it for $38." They
got up together and Jessie couldn't help but notice several guys watching
her as they left.  She smiled at them.  This will be easy.

   ~end of pt 5

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