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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)

   She held the tray searching for a seat again.  It was 12:30 and the food
court was even busier than before.  There just wasn't any open seats any
place.  She was about to go out side when she saw someone waving to her. 
"Come sit with us," he called out.  She turned to see if he was talking to
someone behind her.  "No, you, corn dog girl, you can sit here."

   He was about Brads age, maybe a little older and was sitting with two
other guys about his age.  They had already eaten and were just sitting
there watching people.  One stood and pulled a seat from the next table
over and put it at theirs.

   "Hi, I'm Matt and this is Joey and Chris," the one who called out said.

   "I'm Jessie," she replied sitting down.

   "No corn dog this time?" he asked seeing her burger and fries.

   She giggle.  "No, I feel like a hamburger now."

   "Funny you look like a slut," one of the others said receiving a jab in
the side from Matt.

   "That was some trick you did with that dog.  Where'd you learn to do
that?"

   "I dunno, I just do it."

   "Did you do that to the old guy?" the third guy asked.  She looked at
him not sure how she should answer.

   "Of course she did, why do you think they left together," the second one
said.  She wasn't sure if he was Joey or Chris.

   "That's just gross," Matt said.  "That dude was old enough to be your
grandfather."

   "Maybe it was her grandfather," one of the others said.

   "That true?  You fuck your grandfather?  Is that who taught you to
suck?"

   "It wasn't her grandfather, the old guy had a name badge.  He works
here."

   "Then why did you suck him off?"

   "He probably paid her to do it, huh?"

   "That true?  How much did the old man pay you to suck his dick?" Matt
asked.

   Jessie was getting dizzy trying to keep up with their conversation.  She
stared at him briefly.  She didn't want to tell them $38 in case they
wanted the same thing.  But her daddy did say younger guys can't pay as
much so $38 would be okay for them.  Maybe she'll tell them $40.  She'd
suck them for $40 each.

   "$40."

   "WHAT?!  You sucked that old dude for $40?" Matt almost yelled out. 
Thankfully the food court was packed and very noisy and no one even looked
their way.

   "Will you do us for $40?" he asked.  She looked at the three of them and
nodded.

   "Great, let's go," Chris or Joey said.

   "Lemme finish eating," she said.  She already wasted one meal and didn't
want to throw this one away too.  Taking her second fry, she gulped it down
and looked at her untouched burger.

   "We gotta go soon so we don't have time.  You either want the money or
you don't.  You can always buy another burger."

   "Or a corn dog," the third guy said to laughter from the other two.

   Slowly she got up and escorted the three guys back to the employee
hallway and to the cubby hole near the trash shoot.  "You gotta pay me
first," she said holding her hand out.  Matt was first and handed her a
twenty and two tens.  Bending at the waist, she pulled out his hard cock
and began sucking him.

   One of the others reached into her shirt and began pinching her tender
nipples.  She let him and kept working on Matt.  The third boy was rubbing
her butt and putting his hand between her legs.  She said nothing and did
nothing to stop him.  She pull her mouth off his cock when she felt him
unzipping her pants and trying to pull them down.

   "If you want to fuck me its $100," she said going back to sucking the
cock.

   "Shit, you fuck too?" one of the boys said.  She nodded with the cock
still in her mouth.  She felt his fingers penetrate her and she wiggled
around.

   "Damn, this bitch is soaked," he said pulling them out.  She looked back
to see him examining the sticky substance webbing between his fingers.

   "Dude, that's cum," the third guy said looking at the mess closer.

   "You stupid cow, you're suppose to wash your pussy.  Ain't nobody gunna
pay you to stick their cock into someone else's cum," the one that just
fingered her said.

   She felt movement behind her before a thick, blunt object suddenly slid
inside her.  Looking back she saw the second guy with his pants around his
ankles and pushing back and forth against her.

   "I thought you said no one would stick their cock into someone else's
cum," the third guy said.

   "I said no one would PAY to do that.  I'm not paying her," he said to
laughter from the others.

   "You gotta pay me," she said pulling her mouth off of Matt's cock.

   "Fuck you, bitch," he said.  "We already paid you so shut the fuck up."

   "Is she tight?" the third guy asked.

   "Fuck yea, feels great.  Tightest snatch I've had in a long time."

   "Hurry up, I wanna fuck her next." She had to hold onto Matt's hips as
the guy fucking her lifted her feet off the ground and began ramming into
her.  Her legs were too short to touch with him standing straight.  It
wasn't long, four or five minutes later, before she felt him cumming inside
of her.

   Her feet barely touched the ground before they were lifted again and she
felt a longer cock sliding deep inside her pussy.  She grunted as it seemed
to hit something.  He was taller and raised her higher, pushing her mouth
further down Matt's cock.  Matt took advantage of her helplessness and
began thrusting his cock further inside her throat.

   Her nose was buried in the thick, kinky black hair above his cock and
she fought to control the gagging feeling she had.  Never before had she
taken a cock that far into her mouth and her throat was swollen, cutting
off the air.  She struggled to pull it out to breath, but at that angle,
she couldn't.  It was over a full minute before he pulled back, allowing
air into her lungs.  She began to cough, gasping for air when the first
lobby of cum hit the back of her mouth, making her choke.  It continued
spewing cum, filling her mouth faster than she could swallow.  She didn't
even notice the guy fucking her was cumming as well.

   She fell to the ground, coughing and spitting up cum and other juices as
the three began leaving.  "Thank's for the fuck, whore" one of them said as
they left laughing.

   Each time she coughed, it squeezed out cum from her stretched hole and
she felt it running down her thighs.  It took a while, but she managed to
pull herself up and dress.  She rushed to the nearest bathroom to clean up.
She was mad at them.  More angry that they only paid her $40 than for
actually treating her like that.  She sat on the toilet listening to the
thick globs of cum splashing into the bowl.

   The restroom was empty so she decided to sit on the sink and clean up.
There were streaks of cum down to her knees and her pussy was still leaking
slime.  Removing her shorts, she climbed up and turned the water on.  The
door squeaked opened and a woman about her mom's age entered.

   "OH MY GOD!" the woman said seeing her.  Jessie's hair was a mess; her
eyes were blood shot and watery, her face red and lips swollen.  Around her
mouth was crusty from cum and her angry-red pussy appeared as if someone
shoved a pack of firecrackers inside of her and set off.

   "What on Earth happened to you?  Did someone hurt you?" she asked trying
to comfort her.  The woman grabbed a few towels to wash her face.  Next she
carefully helped her clean between her legs, washing away all traces of her
recent encounters.  Grabbing her shorts, the woman noticed the crotch was
wet and sticky from cum and cleaned them before helping her dress.

   "I'm Cinnamon," the fiery red head said looking down at the girl. 
"What's your name, honey?"

   "Jessie."

   "Are you okay?  Do you want me to call someone for you?" She shook her
head.  Even though they did hurt her a little, she was a slut and sluts
don't complain when someone does something they don't like.

   "Are you having sex?" she nodded.  "How old are you?" She answered her
fake age.  "You're kinda little for eleven, aren't you?" She shrugged her
shoulders, looking down.

   "Does your parents know you're having sex?" She nodded.  "Why are you
doing it?  Don't you think you're too young?"

   She had to think fast.  She didn't want this woman messing up her chance
to get the pony.  "My momma's sick.  I got to make money so she can get her
medicine."

   "WHAT?  You're own mother is making you do this?  For money?" Jessie
nodded as she didn't want to get in trouble.  "That fuckin' bitch!" The
stranger hugged her telling her to come with her.

   "Roscoe, I want you to meet someone," she said approaching the two black
men sitting nearby.  They both looked her over and one asked who she was.
"Her name is Jessie and I found her in the restrooms cleaning herself up.
Her fuckin' bitch of a mother turned her out to make money for her habit.
You should see her, she's all torn up because of that bitch.  I think we
should help her and take her with us."

   "How old are you?" the stockier of the two asked.

   "She's just 11-years-old," Cinnamon informed him.

   "Naw, I don't think we can help her.  I ain't into babysitting.  Maybe
in like two or three years, but I ain't got time for that shit right now."

   "Roscoe, please we gotta do something.  My old lady used to beat the
shit outta me all the time.  You know that.  I ran away when I was 13 just
to get away from her so I know what she's going through.  You really need
to see her pussy.  It ain't pretty and it ain't gunna get any better, I can
promise you that."

   "You love your mother?" he asked.

   "No, I hate her," she replied bitterly.

   "See, I told you," cinnamon added.

   "How would you like if I fixed it where you never get bothered by her
again?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "I mean if I take her someplace and you'll never see her and she'll stop
being mean to you."

   "What you got in mind?" the second man finally spoke up.

   "I say take the bitch with us to Vegas, drop her off at Leroy's and let
him deal with her."

   "Man, that crazy bastard will have her fucked up big time."

   "Yea, I know," the one called Roscoe said.

   "That would serve her right," cinnamon interjected.

   "So it's decided, right?" he asked looking at Jessie.  "You want her to
stop hurting you?" Jessie nodded.  "Where is she?"

   "I think she's in Macy's.  That's where she was the last time I saw
her."

   "Yea, probably spending the money she got from pimpin' her own kid,"
Cinnamon spat.

   "We just need to get her someplace quit where no one's around."

   "I know a place," Jessie beamed brightly.  "It's not far," she said
thinking of the hallway where she's made most of her money.  The trio
followed her and agreed it would be the perfect place to set her up.  And
the best part was there was a garbage shoot to drop her down and pick her
up in the dumpster outside.  No one would even see her leaving.

   "Find her," Roscoe said.

   She found her mother talking to two security guards near the dressing
rooms.  After pointing her out, Roscoe informed her to get her mother into
the hall way and they'd take care of the rest.  They stayed back to watch
as Jessie approached them and her mother started fussing at her.  After the
guards left she really let her have it.  They were too far to hear, but
just from watching Jessie was getting yelled at really good.

   "She's probably pissed 'cause she didn't make enough money," Cinnamon
suggested.  The others nodded in agreement.  The girl's mother grabbed her
by the arm and pulled her towards the exit.  Jessie struggled to get away,
trying to get her to go the other way.  Finally she broke free and rushed
towards the main mall.

   Roscoe and Jimmy both ran to beat them to the hall way as Cinnamon
followed.  They made it to the doorway just before Jessie turned the corner
with her mother in close pursuit.  Cinnamon couldn't make it into the door
in time so kept walking and turned just as the older woman rushed in after
Jessie.  She smiled.

   "You'll get what's coming to you, bitch," she said softly pushing the
door open.  Jimmy had the woman in a half nelson, her legs kicking and
thrashing around.  Roscoe had a hand over her mouth and a needle in the
other one attempting to jab it into her arm.  Cinnamon rushed over and
punched her in the stomach, knocking the air out of her.  The needle sank
in and the syringe emptied.  She went limp and Jimmy dropped her to the
floor.

   "Get her to the shoot," Roscoe said fixing his clothes.  He looked at
the wide-eyed girl and smiled.  "You'll never have to worry about her
again," he said patting the top of her head.  Jessie watched as Jimmy
struggled to get her feet-first into the drop.  A second later she was gone
and the three left.

   "You go home to your daddy and tell him your whore of a mother ran off
with some guy and told you she's never coming back.  You'll be a lot better
off without her, trust me, okay?" Jessie nodded as the door closed.

   ***

   She had paged Gary three times in twenty minutes.  She REALLY needed
some angel dust and was feeling really sick, like when she had the flu. 
She watched out of the window but he never passed.  She took a cab home and
it was already 3 o'clock.  He probably came by earlier and she missed him.
What will she do if he doesn't come?  She looked at the phone.  Should she
call again?

   There was a knock at the door.  She squealed thinking it was Gary. 
Throwing the door open, Mark was standing there.  "Hi, Jessie," he said. 
"Wanna go over to Kevin's with me?" he asked with a grin.  I've been
calling you all day and came by before, but no one was here."

   "I, uh, can't go right now.  I'm expecting someone any minute."

   "Someone to fuck you?" he whispered just in case her mother was near.

   "I can't say, but I got to go," she said closing the door.

   "Wait, can you come over after he leaves," he asked putting his foot at
the jam.

   "I dunno, my momma's not here so I probably shouldn't."

   "Your moms' not home?  Where is she?"

   "She left for a while.  My dad too."

   "REALLY?  So you're home alone?"

   "Yea, so I can't go no wheres right now."

   "That's okay, we'll come over here."

   "Yea, whatever, I gotta go now," she said pushing the door closed.

   Fifteen long minutes passed before she saw Gary's car park across the
street.  She rushed out, not watching for traffic and almost stepped out in
front of a car.  Screeching tires and a long horn snapped her out of her
daze.

   "Hop in," he said lowering his window.

   "Want to come inside.  No body's home."

   "Where's you parents?"

   "Gone 'til tomorrow,"

   "They left you by yourself?"

   "Yea." He put the car in drive and pulled into the driveway.

   *****

   The first line rushed her head but the second one made her eyes roll
backwards.  This was the good stuff.  With the money she made at the mall
and the $273 she found in her mother's purse, she had more than enough to
pay him.  Her head and body floated in some dream state while Gary fucked
into her on her parent's bed.  She was so out of it that she hardly felt it
when he pulled out of her pussy and pushed it into her butt.  A soft grunt
was the only sign given.  She felt so much better.

   "Get up," he said standing over her.  She didn't even notice that he'd
finished fucking her.  But he must have because he was dressed and shaking
her.  "Take a shower you smell like a cum factory."

   "Where are we going?" she mumbled falling out of bed.

   "Didn't I tell you never to question me?  Just do what the fuck I tell
you, understand?" She almost fell twice before reaching the bathroom.  The
cold water woke her a bit, but she was still light headed and in a daze. 
Time seemed to stand still as he helped her dress.  Before long they were
in his car going somewhere.  She didn't know where and didn't really care.

   Her head was back and she giggled looking at all the tall buildings and
trees passing through the sunroof.  They drove for a while and stopped at a
big house in the hills.  She hardly remembered getting out of the car, but
before she knew it, they were standing in the foyer with very high
ceilings. She nearly fell over looking up.

   "This is my friend Huge Peter," he said pushing her towards a tall, fat
man.

   "You can call me Peter," he said extending his ham-sized hand.

   "Peter's a photographer," Gary said.  "He's going to take some pictures
of you."

   She looked over to him with a blank expression.  "Only if you want to,"
Peter added.

   "Sure she wants to, that's why she's here.  Same deal, right?"

   "Yea, the more the play, the more the pay," he said winking.

   They brought her to a room made up like a little girl's room, complete
with dolls, pink bed spread and toys.  There were two cameras on tripods,
three big lights with funny-looking umbrellas turned backwards and a skinny
man with greasy hair holding a strange box over the bed.

   The fat man took several pictures of her wearing various outfits and in
various stages of undress.  After about an hour he wanted 'beaver' shots
and Gary had to explain what he meant as helped her undress.  He had her
open her legs and pull her sore pussy open for close ups.  Posing in
different positions, he photographed her for another half hour before
pulling out a video camera.

   Another 30 minutes pasted while he recorded her using a diverse
assortment of toys and phallus-shaped objects he had in the room.  No hole
was left unviolated as the three men barked out orders which she followed
without question.  Once finished, the skinny man began turning off the
lights and putting away the cameras while the fat one sat with her on the
bed.

   "You're quite a special little girl," he said putting his arm around
her. She didn't try to move away and only smiled at him.  Still naked, he
reached between her legs and stroked her inflamed pussy.

   "She fucks like a minx," Gary said sitting on the other side of her. 
"You should give her a try."

   "I just may do that," he said smiling down at her.  "Does she fuck on
film?" he asked not taking his eyes off of her.

   "Fuckin' A she does.  She's into everything too.  Just name it and
she'll do it."

   "I got this other little girl, about your age," he said tweaking her
nose, "I'd love to introduce you to.  Maybe have a little girl on girl
action, what do you say?"

   "She'd love to," Gary blurted out before it even registered what he
said.

   "Great, I'll set it up and let you know when." Gary smiled as he pinched
her puffy nipple.  She didn't even flinch.  Peter leaned her back against
the bed and her legs automatically opened like the electric door at
Wal-Mart welcoming another customer.  He moved onto the floor and began
licking her pussy.  She closed her eyes and thought of the pony she'd be
getting in heaven.

   Peter was too fat and his cock too short to fuck her so she had to suck
him off while the skinny man fucked her from behind.  The fat man was
sweaty and smelly and sticky and he had to hold his blubbery gut up and
away so she could reach the six-inch rod.  It smelled and tasted really
bad, but she didn't complain.  A slut doesn't complain, she just does what
she has to.

   It wasn't long before he came inside her mouth while the other man
slammed hard from behind her.  He lasted a few minutes longer than Peter
and he collapsed on top of her, pushing her face into the fat man's crotch.
Once he rolled off of her, Gary pulled her out, dressed her and carried her
out to his car before the taste of the sour cum was even out of her mouth.

   "You did good," he said patting her leg.  She smiled up at him proud of
what she did.  "Come suck my cock while I drive," he said pulling at the
back of her neck.  Leaning over, she pulled it out and placed her mouth
over the end.  Pulling into the driveway of the house for sale, he finished
off in her mouth and told her to walk home.  He didn't want anyone to see
her getting out of his car and calling the police again.

   Watching him speed away, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand
and began walking home.  A few houses away she could see three boys
standing near their mailbox, two others on skateboards doing tricks in
their driveway and Mark, Kevin, Keith and another boy sitting on the steps
near their doorway waiting.  Not wanting to deal with them right now she
turned and headed the opposite way.

   ~end of pt 6

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