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   God's Will, Part 7

   by wetfly6969

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   She found her self staring at the hot dogs rolling on the warming at the
7-Eleven and realized how Hungary she was.  She really hadn't eaten
anything since yesterday and was famished.  There were a few small, skinny
ones and several large, fat ones and she smiled thinking how much they
looked like cocks.

   "What are you doing here?" she heard someone whisper and turned to see
Amir, the owner's nephew standing right behind her.

   "I'm hungry and want a hot dog."

   "You can't be here.  My uncle will be very angry if he sees you here!"

   "What do you want?!" a stern voice boomed from behind the hot dog
machine.  Looking up she saw the uncle gazing down at her.  She swallowed
hard and asked for a hot dog.  For the first time he smiled, showing
browned, gaping teeth through his thick mustache.  For several long seconds
she wasn't sure what to do.  Should she run out and never return or hope
that the smile means he likes her.  "Come with me, I have special hot dog
for you," he said walking around the counter.  "Boy, watch the front," he
said taking her by the arm.

   They went into the office with a mirror on the door allowing someone
inside the office to see out, but not to see in.  He shut the door and
turned her towards him.  "You are whore, girl.  I know this to be true. 
Think you come here and make sex with men in my bathroom and that is okay?
No it is not.  You owe to me same," he added pulling up the long 'dress' he
was wearing.  She was surprised to see he didn't have on underwear.

   The long, brown cock kinked to one side and was surrounded by thick,
black hair at the base.  He was very hairy everywhere, even his butt.  She
leaned forward and took the uncircumcised meat into her mouth.  He leaned
against the desk as she began sucking.  Hessen had visited many American
whores while he lived here but none turned him on like this girl.  She
sucked very well and he figured she's been doing this most of her life.

   Holding her head with both hands, he roughly guided her pace, gagging
her on every forward thrust, getting it just a little deeper inside her
throat on every third or forth stroke.  Finally he grunted loudly and
pulled her face hard against his thighs, sending the head down her gullet.
She felt it swell then throb repeatedly as wave after wave of cum filled
her throat.  She couldn't breathe and fought to pull away.  He didn't
release her until every drop of cum was shot from his balls.

   Falling to the floor, she coughed and gagged, sending wads of the clotty
slime out onto the floor.  Her throat burned, her face was red and her eyes
watered so much that she couldn't see.  "You dumb whore," he shouted at
her. "Look at mess you made, clean it up!" he ordered pushing her face to
the floor.  Father Mallory did the same thing with Buster so she knew what
to do.  Moments later the goo was gone and she was rubbing her eyes to see.
He gave her some water and made a phone call, saying words that she didn't
understand.

   It took a few minutes before she felt like herself and could breathe
normally.  Her throat was still sore, but she knew she'd get over that
soon. "Come with me," he said walking towards the door.  Blindly she
followed.

   *****

   "Where are we going?" she asked as they pulled out onto the street.  He
waited a few blocks before answering.  "I got friend, own movie place.  We
see movie for free," he said glancing quickly down at her.  As they were
driving she though it was kind of weird a kid like her going to a movie
with a grown man who just fucked her throat not long ago.

   He had one of those little foreign cars that made you sit real close
together with a center console and a gear shift.  When he put in gear his
hand brushed her leg and kind of stayed there.  She was only wearing shorts
and a tube top with a little jacket.  "What movie are we going to see?" she
asked as she didn't know of a theater over in that part of town.

   "It's a special theater," he said.  "Not so many know of it." He pulled
into the parking lot and she looked around not seeing a movie theater and
asked where it was again.  He laughed.  "Come with me," he said and she
followed him around the back of the building.  "Wait here a minute while I
talk to my friend," he said going into a small door.  As she was standing
there other dark skinned men walked towards her so she hid behind a box and
watched as they went through to the door that Hessen went into.

   A minute passed before he returned.  "Come with me and stay close
behind," he said opening the door for her.  It was a small hallway that led
to another door which opened into a small movie theater.  It was so dark
that she could hardly see Hessen.  Grabbing his back, she held onto the
dress he wore as he led her to a seat in the back of the theater.  It took
a while for her eyes to adjust to the darkness but she could see a pretty
blond woman on the screen taking a big black cock in her pussy while she
was sucked another black cock at the same time.  After her eyes finally
adjusted, she took a look around and she could see about 20 men sitting by
themselves or in pairs.

   She slumped down in the seat hoping to make herself smaller so no one
would notice she was there.  She remembered the other place her father had
taken her and how paranoid he was about being seen.  Soon Hessen's hand was
back on her knee sort of on the inside rubbing up and down her leg.  She
encouraged him by allowing her legs fall open so he could have more room to
fondle her.

   "Sit up," he barked "and take your jacket off." Following his
instructions, she set it on her lap.  Hessen started running his hand
farther up her leg and soon he was slipping his fingers inside her shorts
and began caressing pussy.  Reaching over, he took her hand and guided it
to the pulled up front of the dress and to his hard cock.  Turning in her
seat, she was facing towards him but could still see what was happening in
movie while she jerked off his cock.

   She just decided to do it.  Looking at his cock leaking pre-cum and
wanting to get the promised pony, she leaned down into his lap and took it
into her mouth and started sucking hard.  Earlier he had told her to keep
quiet but now it was he who was making loud moans and grunts.  Soon he was
bucking his hips up and down trying to fuck the back of her mouth and soon
had his entire cock deep inside her mouth.  It was the second time in about
an hour she had sucked him but soon he started shooting his cum right down
her throat but she didn't let up on him and sucked out all of his cum.

   Sitting up, she was surprised to see two other men like Hessen sitting
beside them.  One was next to her and she suddenly realized that he had his
a hand down her shorts and was trying to push them down her legs while
someone from behind her had both hands under her top and was trying to pull
it up while he felt her nipples.  She didn't try to fight as they
manipulated her clothes off, exposing her to the dim theater.  Three other
men moved to sit in front of them and were turned around looking at her and
Hessen got up so the other guy could sit where he was.

   The guy that pulled her shorts off spread her legs wide and worked his
hand down between my legs and shoved two fingers into her pussy.  The man
who traded seats with Hessen suddenly had his hand was on her other leg and
started working his fat finger up inside her pussy along side the other
man's.  The man behind her kept pulling and pinching her nipples and
someone else from the back row pulled her head back and gave her a deep
kiss.



   It happen so fast that she wasn't prepared and was spread wider in her
seat getting finger fucked.  The three men in the front row began rubbing
her legs and stomach and one of them pushed a finger inside her along with
the fingers of the two men.  Another hand came from over her shoulder and
began fighting for control of her left nipple with the first guy. 
Eventually he won and both men had a nipple to play with.

   The men sitting next to her each took one of her hands and brought them
to their cocks.  She was now getting finger fucked and jacking off two guys
at once.  But that didn't last for long as she looked to the guy on the
other side of her and said something in a language she didn't understand.

   The guy said something back and the first guy put his arm around her
shoulders and the other under her legs and just lifted her onto his lap. 
He sat her so she was straddling his lap with her legs spread over his.  He
lifted her by the hips and she felt his cock probing at her pussy.  She
spread as wide as she could for him and he pushed right into her and began
lifting her up and down as he fucked her.

   He kept dropping her down farther and farther until he was buried all
the way inside.  The others quickly resumed groping and feeling her up as
he bounced her up and down on his lap.  Suddenly she felt him swell and
then the grunts and heavy breathing came just before he started shooting
his load deep inside.  Glancing beside her, she noticed the guy who had
traded places with Hessen was more than ready for her.

   She stood up to let the other guy slide in behind her and realized that
every guy in the movie place was now all around them.  They all looked like
Hessen but some looked really old and she didn't think any of them were
younger than her dad.  "Sit down on my cock, little girl," the man who had
just sat down said pulling on her hips.

   "I don't do this for free," She said glancing around at all the
lust-filled faces staring back at her.

   "I told you she was a whore," Hessen called out before saying something
in Arabic to a round of laughter.

   "How much to fuck us?" someone from beside her asked.

   Looking about, she wasn't sure how much to charge them as a group. 
Usually its only one man, sometimes two or three but she knew how much to
tell them, but she wasn't sure now.  "Forty," she blurted out hoping it
wouldn't be too much.  The men began laughing again and the one she was
standing over, quickly pulled her down, forcing his cock into her soupy
cunt.

   Two seated next to them pulled her hands in different directions,
filling her palms with their hard cocks while a forth man stood in front of
her, waving his erection at her.  Closing her eyes, she leaned forward,
taking his swollen cock into her mouth.  From somewhere behind them, hands
began pinching and pulling at her sore nipples, making her squirm on the
cock inside of her pussy.

   Like a speeding steam engine, he thrust upward as her hips moved
slightly back and forth, milking him for his seed.  His fingers dug deeply
into her bony hips as he slammed harder and faster, wanting nothing more
than to shoot his cum into the young, white whore.

   She could feel it flexing, jerking rapidly within her tight confines as
it discharged its viscous emissions deep inside of her until it slowly
softened.  Rising, it flopped from her gaping hole, landing on his leg as
she shifted over to one of the men she had been jerking off moments
earlier. Standing with on foot on either side of his legs, she lowered
herself, feeling the bulbous head stretching the delicate walls.  She let
out a soft moan but couldn't be heard over the soundtrack of the movie
playing.

   He was thick, much thicker than most of the other men but not very long,
perhaps six or so inches.  Like the others, he began thrusting upward,
forcing as much of his cock into her hole as possible.  She simply swiveled
her hips, allowing him to use her pussy to jerk off with while others moved
back into place around her.

   The movie ended but the men continued fucking her.  She no longer was
sitting on them as someone had sat her in the seat and was kneeling on the
floor between her spread legs and thrusting hard into her.  A second man
was standing on the seats on either side of her, holding on to the back of
her seat while pushing his cock to the back of her mouth.  Her hands were
reaching above her head as she jerked the two cocks stretched out onto her
row from the men standing behind her seat.

   A new movie began to play just as the man fucking her came and moved
aside for another hard cock to fill her.  Not only was she doing God's work
and saving these men's souls, she was also making money so that she could
buy the good angle dust from Gary.  The jerking between her lips and the
sudden flood of salty, bitter goo inside of her mouth returned her
attention to the men around her.  He backed away making room for another
man to replace him inside of her mouth.

   "I hear you American whores like to be fucked in the ass, is that true?"
she heard one of the men ask as he rubbed the tip of his cock along her
butt crack.  She knew that she couldn't refuse him, tell him no as God was
watching.  Unhurriedly she nodded and felt as he put more pressure against
her swollen rosebud.  Relaxing, she let out a soft grunt as his crown
ripped past her sphincter once the tip entered.

   Cum dripping from her pussy lubricated his assault as more and more of
his cock forced its way inside.  She couldn't even cry out even if she
wanted to as the cock inside of her mouth was pushing deeper into her
throat.  Her hands quit moving as her attention was diverted to the rawness
of her throat and the burning sensation of her tender rectum.

   Holding her legs outward and wide, he slammed repeatedly against her,
pushing his entire cock balls deep into her soul.  Her throat began filling
with a gummy, bleachy substance and she quickly swallowed to keep it from
escaping her mouth.  The man assaulting her butt hole increased his efforts
and as soon as the cock inside of her mouth was withdrawn, she cried out,
jerking her body backward.

   This encouraged the man more and he began pumping faster than a mad man.
Another cock brushed against her lips as a new man stood before her,
presenting his cock for her to suck.  The man fucking her suddenly slowed,
releasing his penned up reservoir of semen into her bowels, calling out
with loud grunts as he came.

   Moving aside, another man dropped to the dirty floor between her legs,
searching out her abused hole in the dark with his hardened cock.  He found
her pussy and slide effortlessly into her creamy core.  She silently
grunted, the loud sounds of fucking and dim theater lights making it
impossible to know she was in any kind of pain.  Grabbing her thin hips, he
began thrusting hard.

   ****

   Hessen drove with the windows down, trying to keep from gagging.  She
reeked of sour sex and body odors which filled the small car and burned his
nostrils.  He smiled looking at the fucked-out little whore.  She took all
of their cocks many times and in every hole.  A nice Arab girl would never
allow herself to be debased like that for any reason, especially not $40
each.  He gathered up the money from the men and debated on giving it to
her or not.  She was only a miserable fuck toy and nothing more so why
should he give her anything?  He smiled thinking of keeping the $480 he had
been given.

   No, he'll give her the money, well, most of it anyway.  Of course he
wouldn't pay to fuck her and after a keeping 25% fee, he'll give her $360
and tell her to be happy she made any money.  Again he smiled.  Perhaps
he'll allow the little whore to hang around his shop and work.  He'll get
to fuck her when ever he chooses and he'll insist that she give him 25% of
what she makes.  It will be easy money.

   "Which is yours house?" he asked turning down the street she indicated.
Pulling herself to sit up, she looked out the window at the houses coming
up.  Hers was only a few more away.

   "That one," she grunted pointing to the darkened house.  She didn't
notice the red pickup parked across the street or the dark blue car parked
in the drive way.  It was almost 10 pm and she was exhausted from a very
busy day and only wanted to take a shower and go to bed.  Unbeknown to her,
others had other plans for her evening.

   "Here," he said throwing the crumpled bills onto her lap.  "Here is your
money, whore," he added with a snicker.  She began gathering the discarded
money, not bothering to count it, simply knowing that there was a lot of
money, probably enough to pay Gary for the good stuff.

   *****

   "WHERE IN THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?" The booming voice echoed in her ear
as soon as the door closed behind her.  It startled her enough to fall
backwards against the wall.  Father Mallory and Father Brown stood towering
over her with angry faces and their hands on their hips.  "Well?  I'm
waiting!"

   "O...  out," was all she could muster still keeping her back to the
wall.

   "Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused me and my friends?
We've been sending sinners for two days for you to bless and you're not
home!"

   "That's bad for business," Father Brown spoke up.  "Very bad."

   "Where are your parents?  We've called many times today and stopped by
but no one's home."

   "My dad is gone to a meeting `til tomorrow and my momma left."

   "Left?  Left where and why did she leave you alone?" Jessie looked to
the floor and shrugged her shoulder.  She couldn't tell them the truth. 
"When will she be back?" Again her shoulder rose with a silent response. 
"Jessie, it's very important for us to know when your mother will be home.
Can you call her and ask?" She shook her head, still not looking up at the
two men.

   "Why not?" he asked kneeling to be eye level with her and lifting her
face toward his.  "What aren't you tell me, Jessie?" She swallowed hard.

   "She ran away," she mumbled too soft for Father Brown to hear.

   "Ran away?  What are you talking about?"

   "She left with some guy; I think he's her boyfriend.  She told me to
tell Daddy not to look for her.  She told me she's not coming back either."
Mallory stood, turning to look at Brown with a smile.

   "Honey, are you telling us the truth?" Brown asked bending over to put
his face closer to hers.  "Your momma's not coming home?" She nodded her
head, still afraid to look that the men.

   "Well, if that's the case, I think we're open for business again,"
Mallory stated reaching for his cell phone.

   "Go take a quick shower, Honey," Brown told her swatting her butt.  "You
need to clean up a little." The two men watched as she bounced toward the
back of the house, happy that they didn't find out what really happened to
her mother.

   There was a knock at the door and Father Brown went to answer.  Six
young boys, mostly teens, were standing there with smiles.  "Is Jessie
home?" one of the bigger kids asked stepping forward a step.

   "No.  And even if she was home, she can't have visitors so run along
now," he added closing the door.  He had just made it to the hallway
leading to the bedrooms when there was another knock.  "Damn persistent
kids!" he mumbled ready to tear into them once the door opened.

   "Didn't I tell you that..." he suddenly stopped seeing Father Jeff and
Father Otis standing there.

   "Evening, Father," Jeff said stepping into the home.

   "Fathers," he replied waiting until the tall black man had entered
before closing the door.  "What can I do for you?" he asked turning to
stare at the smiling pair.

   "Who's at the door?" Father Mallory entered adjusting his shirt.  He had
just returned form purging her soiled temple with his blessed holy fluids.

   "Ah, just in time," Jeff replied dropping to the sofa and resting his
feet on the coffee table.

   "If you don't mind," he said pushing his shoes to the floor.  "We have
some important matters to attend to."

   "Yes, I know all about your `important matters', he replied returning
his feet and leaning back, lacing his fingers behind his head.  "That is
why we're here."

   "I don't understand," Father Brown said joining Mallory to confront the
intruder.

   "What my partner's trying to say is that we want in on the deal you got
running with the little whore."

   "WHAT?!  I don't know what you're talking about.  What whore?"

   "Don't play stupid, Father Mallory, we know what you're doing and we
want in on the action too.  We don't want your money; we want to make our
own.  Everyone keeps what they set up."

   "We don't have any idea what you're talking about," Father Brown piped
in and was sternly stared at by the three men.

   "Cut the shit.  We know all about your little scheme and we're here to
make a business proposition with you.  If you agree, we'll all make some
easy money.  If you don't, I'm sure Cardinal Appleton will be most
interested to learn of your little, um, venture."

   The four of men locked eyes, each trying to stare down the other with no
success.  Mallory and Brown knew there was no way out.  They weren't sure
how the others found out about Jessie, but the fact remains they knew and
could cause some serious concerns, especially since several molestation
charges have been brought to court recently.

   "Alright, what do you propose?"

   "I think we're allowing too much time to pass between the, uh, sinners.
You start her off at the top of the hour; give them only 20 minutes to
cleanse themselves before they must leave.  We'll have another sinner
waiting at the bottom of the hour and will allow the same 20 minutes.  That
way our contact will be gone by the time your next one shows up.  I know
her daddy's okay with this but we'll just have to be careful with her
mother."

   "No, I don't think she'll be a problem any longer."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Jessie informed us just before you got here that her mother ran away.
Won't be coming back."

   "Are you serious?  She just walked out like that?  Leaving her husband
and daughter?"

   "Women do strange things for love, don't they?" The men got a laugh
before turning serious once again.

   "Fine then, let's get to work," Jeff said pulling out his cell phone. 
Otis began making calls and so did Mallory.  Father Brown, never being one
for new technology, stood watching the three others making arrangements
with whomever they were talking for Jessie for the night.  Not wanting to
be outdone, he used the house phone to call another priest that he knew was
into young girls.

   The scheduling was filling up nicely, Otis had someone but he didn't
have a ride and asked Jeff to borrow his keys to the truck.  Mallory was
still on the phone talking someone into the 2 am slot and Brown was messing
around in the kitchen, making something to eat.  Father Benton decided to
check on Jessie as he hadn't seen her yet tonight and had about 15 minutes
before her first customer was scheduled to be here.

   "DAMN IT!  Somebody do something with that fuckin' dog!" he yelled out
down the hall after seeing Jessie knotted to the jack hammering dog.  She
was on her knees, her face and chest on the floor, her ass sticking up
while the mutt stroked its legs back and forth only a few inches at a time.
There's no way he's going to fight a stupid dog over this little bitch and
would need to find a way to get rid of it.

   Buster growled as the man tried pulling him from the girl.  His knot was
wedged deeply into her swollen hole and he had no intention of vacating the
warm, throbbing fissure.  Jeff pulled at his collar once again, eliciting a
long, deep growl with barred teeth.  He knew to leave well enough along and
moved away watching as the dog just stood there, attached to the girl
though his cock.

   Glancing at his watch he sighed, 10 minutes before the first client gets
here and he really needed to get off.  Dropping to his knees in front of
her, he unzipped his slacks and fished out his erection.  Jessie pulled
herself onto her hands before stuffing his cock into her mouth. 
"YESSSSSsssssssssssssss," he moaned as she took him to the farthest reaches
of her throat.

   Her body jerked slightly as the dog finally pulled free or her, sending
her forward onto his cock as the watery juices began flooding from her
gaping hole.  Jeff watched as the dog retreated to the corner of the room
and began licking his cock and balls.  "Stupid dog.  A real stud would be
having her clean his cock, not doing it himself." He smiled at the thought.
Dropping his head back, he let out a garbled grunt as his cock began
twitching between her lips, sending ropes of cum filling her mouth.

   She gulped, swallowing everything that flooded her mouth and waited
until he pulled away before moving.  "God, you have a blessed mouth," he
said sitting back, his flaccid cock resting upon his pants leg.  She
smiled.

   "Let's get moving," Mallory called from the doorway.  Her first, uh,
sinner is here." Jeff smiled and helped the girl over to the bed.  There's
no time to clean her right now and simply took the corner of the sheet to
wipe the oozing gel from between her legs.  "He'll just have to fuck her
full of doggie cum," he smiled.

   The bedroom door was left opened as a steady stream of men entered her
bedroom, fucked her and then moved on for the next one waiting.  No longer
having to hid in the shadows, the men were invited inside to wait and even
given beer and refreshments until it was their turn.

   It was just after midnight and Jessie was servicing the third sinner
that Mallory and Brown arranged while the third and fourth men from Jeff
were watching TV until he finished.  Mallory was already on the phone with
someone to take the 3 o'clock time slot.  With no parental interference,
they had all night and weren't in any hurry.

   ********

   Carter watched from his yard as the flow of men into the Bell house
continued through-out the night.  It was already 3:15 in the morning and
another man just entered the home.  His wife had gone to bed hours ago and
he sat on the steps watching the strangers coming and going.  Four times
already he's peeked into Jessie's window and watched different men fucking
her, thrusting so hard into her that her headboard banged against the wall
and her bed whined like a child's squeaky toy.  He rubbed his hard cock. 
"Damn little slut," he mumbled under his breath.

   The front door opened and the man he saw going inside a half an hour
earlier was leaving.  Shaking his head he dug into his pocket for his
cigarettes.  He wanted to fuck her but knew he'd have to wait until the
others were finished.  Taking a deep drag, he exhaled, forcing the smoke
from his lungs into a dissipating cloud.  Another car pulled into the
neighbor's drive and two men got out.  This is going to be a long night.

   The headlights turning into his driveway temporarily blinded him as he
turned away from the bright headlights.  It was 3:40 and he figured one of
the guys coming to fuck Jessie turned into the wrong driveway.  The car
turned off and a dark figure approached.

   "Hey Dad, whatcha doin outside?" Brad asked standing over him.  He could
tell his son had been drinking and probably shouldn't be driving but kids
today seem to think they're invincible.  He didn't respond.

   The door opening from next door got both of their attention and both
turned to see who was leaving the Bell's house at this time.  Neither
recognized the man as he got into his car and drove away.  "What's that all
about?"

   "I dunno.  I've been sitting here since midnight watching as man after
man goes inside and comes out after about 30 minutes," he said pulling out
his pack of Marlboro.  "The best I can figure is they're all fucking
Jessie, one after the other." There was no sense in trying to hide the fact
of her promiscuity or the fact that both of them have already fucked her.

   "What `bout her folks?  They're just letting these guys do that to her?"

   "I guess.  Ain't no body stopping them."

   "Are you going to do anything about it?"

   "Yep.  That's why I'm waiting."

   "Whatcha gunna do?" he asked sitting next to his father.

   "I'm gunna wait `til they're done and fuck her too.  No sense in them
having all the fun." The pair smiled at each other.

   "Can I go after you?"

   "Hell, as bigga slut as she is, we can go together," he laughed slapping
Brad on the knee.

   ******

   They sat in silence watching until the last set of men who arrived just
before Brad got home left.  Only a pickup truck and a dark car remained. 
"Let's go check it out," Carter said standing, having to hold onto the rail
as his foot had gone to sleep.  They made their way next door and peered
into the window, gasping at seeing three white men and one black man in bed
with Jessie at the same time.

   "My God!" Carter whispered.  "She's a bigger whore than I thought!"

   Father and son watched as the four men fucked little Jessie fast and
hard.  They had been holding out for hours and only wanted one thing. 
Relief.  She was sloppy and the smacking sounds from her soupy cunt echoed
throughout the room, making the pair antsy.  The loud grunts and moans
coming from the men only fueled their hunger and as soon as the four
departed, they climbed in through the window.  They were going to give it
to her good.

   *****

   "Jessie, wake up!" someone called out from a far.  She had been dreaming
and felt as if she was emerging from a deep pool of water, fighting to
reach the top as her lungs screamed for air.  She heard her name again and
fought to open her eyes.  Her body was shaking, but she didn't know why. 
"Jessie!" her name was screamed startling her awake.

   Looking up, she saw Mark, Kevin, Keith and another boy she knew as Bobby
and several other boys gathered around her bed.  "What's going on?" she
croaked her throat sore and her mouth dry.

   "Your front door was unlocked and we came to check on you.  Make sure
you're okay," Mark said smiling at the snickers of a few of the others. 
She tried sitting up but her body felt as if it were made of lead.  She
turned her head when she saw another boy enter her room.  She was a mess
and every inch of her body ached.  The mattress under her butt was soaked
in cum and her room had a sour stench.

   "Can I go first?" Bobby asked moving a little closer.

   "Hell no, you wait your turn like everyone else.  "I'm going first,"
Mark stated pulling his shirt over his head.  Keith began doing the same
which had a cascading effect as the boys all began undressing.  Jessie was
naked but partially covered by her sheet but that cloak of modesty soon
disappeared as it was yanked from her body.

   She didn't resist, didn't try to stop him as he crawled between her legs
and pushed himself into her painful hole.  She grunted as he slipped in
deep and began thrusting hard.  She didn't have the energy to fight and
simply laid there while he humped back and forth on top of her with the
others gawking.

   He didn't last very long and quickly rolled off of her allowing Kevin to
replace him.  Keith knelt on the bed next to her face and leaned closer,
brushing the tip of his cock against her cheek.  Opening her mouth, she
allowed him to push it inside and began sucking.  The other boys were
pushing their way closer, each wanting to watch and each trying to get into
position to go next once one of the boys finished.

   The boys only stayed a few hours, each getting their satisfaction and
leaving as the numbers slowly diminished.  It was just after 10 am when she
heard the last boy leaving, slamming the door in his wake.  She groaned
pulling herself out of the bed she had been lying in getting fucked for the
past 12 hours.  Her bladder felt as if it was about to explode as she
waddled toward the bathroom.

   She peed longer than she ever remembered going before and didn't mind
the burning sensation until the very end, when the pressure from her
bloated bladder vanished.  Looking into the mirror, she cringed at what she
saw.  She looked terrible, but nothing a quick bath and some makeup
wouldn't fix.  By 10:40 she was drying off and feeling a little better.

   $360.  She counted it twice.  For some reason she thought there should
be more, but there wasn't.  Gary told her she needed to have $500 before he
would give her the good stuff.  That's what she wanted.  What she needed.
She paged him hoping he'd let her go for now and pay him the rest later. 
She dressed and sat watching outside for his car.

   "Morning," a voice from behind her said, surprising her.  She turned to
see Mr.  Carter standing in her living room staring at her.

   "Wh...  what do you want?" she asked.  Last night she dreamed that he
and Brad fucked her but she couldn't be sure.  It felt so real, but it also
seemed like a dream.  She wasn't sure about much last night though.

   "What I want is some of that sweet little pussy you're passing around
freely," he added walking to her.  "I could only fuck you once last night
and it's never enough with that sweet snatch of yours." She swallowed.  It
wasn't a dream!

   Brushing the side of her cheek with the back of his hand, he traced a
path around to the other cheek before slipping a finger into her mouth. 
She sat there staring at his stomach as the digit began to slowly move back
and forth past her lips.  "I'm sure you'd rather the real thing," he said
unzipping his pants.  She swallowed hard again as he brought his firm
erection closer.  She opened her mouth allowing him to push it inside.

   The ringing of the bell startled her as she turned to see Gary standing
at the doorway.  Spittle from the corner of her mouth still clung to the
tip of his cock as he tried forcing her to finish what she started.  He was
so close, almost there.  "Keep sucking!" he demanded, thrusting his hips
and sinking the head back inside of her mouth.  She resumed sucking as the
bell rang again and she panicked as she was afraid he'd leave and not
return.

   He was jerking his cock fast, his hand merely a blur while rocking his
hips to and fro, keeping just the head inside of her sucking mouth.  He
grunted, sending the first wave of semen to the back of her throat,
followed by another and another.  Holding her head tight, his cock jerked
repeatedly between her pouty lips filling her mouth with his cum.

   "Damn," he grunted stepping away feeling weak at the knees.

   She rushed past him, heading toward the door.  Gary had already walked
away from the door and was approaching his car.  "WAIT!" she called out
swinging the door wide and running after him.  He turned to see the
desperate young whore hurrying toward him clutching what looked like money.
Maybe this little slut had the money already.

   "Don't ever keep me waiting again, whore," he said leaning against the
hood of his car.  "I'll fuckin' leave and you're ass will be sorry, believe
me."

   "I do, please, it won't happen again.  Please don't go," she begged.

   "Whatcha got for me?" he asked staring down at her.

   "This," she said thrusting the money at him with a big smile.  She was
proud that she had some money ready, even though it wasn't enough for the
good stuff, she was sure he'd let her have it and pay him back later.

   "It ain't enough for the good shit.  You want the other stuff?"

   "NO!  Please, let me have the good stuff and I'll pay you the rest
later."

   "It don't work that way, I thought I told you that before.  No dough, no
blow, simple as that!" He looked at the disappointingly hurtful expression
on her face.  "Are your parents still gone?" She nodded.  "Good, let's go
inside and, uh, talk about your options," he added putting his hand between
her shoulder blades and walking her toward the house.  She was afraid that
Mr.  Carter would still be there but the room was empty.

   Sitting on the sofa, he put his feet on the coffee table and smiled. 
"Get me off and I'll think of a way for you to earn the extra money," he
said.  Kneeling next to him, she leaned over his lap and pulled out his
cock.  She knew she had to do a good job or risk making him angry at him
and he'd never give her the good stuff.

   Even though her throat was still raw from last night, she repeatedly
thrust the head in and out of her esophagus, trying to make him cum.  She
had to do it right, just had to.  Once hard, he pulled her to stand.  "Ride
my cock like a pony," he told her guiding her skinny legs to straddle him.
Slowly she eased her inflamed crack down onto his cock, slipping it deeply
inside.  She grunted as it split her opened.

   Holding her hips, he bounced her up and down, driving his swollen cock
further and deeper than most had ever been.  She grunted, but kept the fact
she was in pain a secret.  She didn't want him getting angry at her. 
Faster and harder she rocked up and down, her feet dangling off the ground,
her legs spread as wide as they could go.  She sighed feeling it banging
against the mouth of her uterus.

   "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!" he cried out, pulling her slim body down onto
his and holding her steady while she felt his cock twitching deep inside,
polluting her clean channel once again with man-goo.  She slowly rotated
her hips as he loosened his grasp.  She smiled as he looked up at her.

   "Can I have the good stuff now?" she asked smiling.

   "Fuck no, bitch, I already told you.  You gotta pay for that shit and
you ain't got enough.  Get cleaned up, I'll take you someplace to earn a
few more bills," he said lifting her off and tossing her to the side.  "And
clean my cock, slut, your dirty pussy got shit all over it!" Leaning
forward, she took his shrinking inside of her mouth and began slurping on
it.

   Grabbing her arm, he pulled her outside toward his car and instructed
her to get in.  Climbing into the front, she sat wondering where they were
going to go to earn the extra $140 she needed for the good stuff.  Her
stomach was really starting to hurt and she figured she must be hungry, but
wasn't sure.  Backing out of the driveway, they headed down the street
toward the freeway.

   They drove in silence and she kept her head down while he drove,
twiddling her fingers.  She wasn't feeling good and didn't know if it was
from all the sex she had yesterday or if she was hungry or just needed more
of her stuff.  They slowed and she looked out to see they were turning into
the truck stop.

   Pulling to the side of the building he turned the car off and looked at
her.  "$80 to fuck, $40 to suck.  That's the price.  Don't come back until
you have my money, understand?" he bellowed out, reaching across her lap to
open her door.  She looked at the several large trucks in the parking lot
and grimaced before nodding.  She knew what she needed to do.

   Swinging her legs out, she straightened her skirt and headed toward her
first sinner.  He noticed her approaching and watched until she was upon
him.  "Hi," she said smiling wide.

   "Hi yourself," he replied quickly glancing around to see if anyone
noticed him talking to a young girl who is obviously a prostitute.

   "You looking for some company?" she asked batting her eyes and rubbing
her thumb over her right nipple.

   "Maybe, how much?" He couldn't believe his luck when the young whore
quoted her price.  She was easily worth five times that price but if she's
too dumb to realize that, he'll take her up on the offer.  He smiled and
helped her into his cab, noticing her lack of panties as her ass rose above
his face.  "Damn, this is almost like taking candy from a baby," he
muttered to himself.

   She heard him saying something but couldn't understand what it was. 
Turning to face him, she smiled.  "Another sinner to cleanse and more money
in my pocket," she thought.  "Men are so predictable it's almost like
taking candy from a baby." She smiled at the thought.
   ~ the end of part 7