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 It was typical Minnesota weather, cold as ice and blowing snow when the St.
Olaf's High School's girls' volleyball team had set out on the 230 mile
drive, they were to face St.  Birgit's on their home court, the winner
would advance to the Catholic League Championship game.  Rakel Ericson, St.
Olaf's head coach was driving.  In her vehicle were her starting six,
Astrid, Birgitta, Inga, Christine, Shiree and Hannah along with one of her
assistant coaches, Linnie David.  Astrid, Birgitta and Inga were tall
blondes of Scandinavian descent, Christina was a redhead from Polish stock,
Hannah claimed Chippewa heritage and, with her ebony pigtails she looked
the part while Shiree was African-American, rather uncommon in Northern
Minnesota.  Linnie often looked out of place with the towering team, at
only 5'2" and 106 pounds but she was an excellent coach who related well
with the team.

   The head coach was another story entirely, she had been the all American
captain of the University of Minnesota's final four women's basketball
team, they were ousted from the tournament by Pat Summitt's University of
Tennessee's Lady Vols, still it was the best finish in Minnesota history,
she also captained the Golden Gopher's women's volleyball team Rakel
Ericson was of Nordic ancestry, with a Masters Degree in education, the
6'2" blonde appeared a veritable Valkyrie.

   They'd stopped at a Denny's for a meal and Rakel had phoned her other
assistant, she was driving the second vehicle with the remaining six
players.  Their departure had been delayed, they were about an hour and a
half behind.

   "Be careful Cherry, the roads are terrible, I'll see you when you get
in, Bye."

   She led her team out into the weather, even in their heavy coats the
frigid wind seemed to whip through and the snow had increased, it was
beginning to look like a classic Minnesota blizzard would catch them before
they could make it to St.  Birgit's, with the heater blowing on high they
set out.

   Twenty miles further up the Interstate they needed to exit, they would
be on a two lane, unlit Macadam road for fifty miles, fifty scary miles in
these conditions.

   Rakel reduced her speed once they made the turn so she was surprised
when she saw headlights rapidly closing on her, Christ, she thought, some
teenagers stoked up on Corbel Brandy.  They caught up and tailgated her,
she rolled down her window to wave them around her, as she did so the right
front of the car clipped her rear bumper, she spun out, ending up in the
roadside ditch, the other vehicle, a big Dodge Ram pickup sped on.

   Her first thought was of her passengers, there were bumps and bruises
but no serious injuries.  Her second thought was to get the engine started
so they'd have heat, it wouldn't, and her third thought was to call for
assistance, she found her cell phone on the floor, no signal, they were in
a dead zone.

   Her forth though was panic, they could freeze to death before anyone
else traversed this lonely road in the building blizzard.  She was so
thankful, in less than five minutes she saw headlights approaching, it was
a truck of some type, she noted a green cross on the door, when it came to
a stop two paramedics climbed out, a man and a woman.

   "Looks like you've got some trouble," the man said, "is anyone injured?"

   "Just some bumps and bruises," Rakel answered, our biggest problems are
that I can't get the darned thing to start and we're in a cell phone dead
zone.

   "Yeh, you are, look, why don't you and your girls get in our vehicle, we
can take you up the road a piece, there's a motel and diner and there's
cell service."

   "Oh thank you, I can't tell you how worried I was about the cold."

   "It's plenty warm in there and the seats are plenty comfortable, that'd
pretty nice, eh?"

   The female EMT, Valerie, opened the door, there were three rows, four
seats to the row, the ladies gratefully sank into them as Val closed the
door.

   2,300 miles away on a 5,000 acre exotic game hunting club there was the
ringing of a telephone, Thor Johanssen saw it was the throw away cell.

   "Joe, how's the trip?" Thor answered.

   "Unbelievably successful, we bagged 8 of the finest that I've ever
gotten, can you send a ride home, we can be there in an hour and a half?"

   "The Citation X will be waiting, send Val with the merchandise, you need
to drive the truck back."

   Thor checked the time, after five, his guests would be returning from
their hunt, they'd want a couple of drinks but they'd be hungry, too. 
Dinner tonight would be roast of venison.

   He also needed to see that accommodations were made for 8 additional
"staff members," he buzzed for his chief assistant, the dulcet tones of
Aphrodite Smithson crooned, "How may I serve you Thor?"

   "We have 8 new staff members arriving in about 6 hours, see to
accommodations and be sure Dr.  Greenbaum is sober, I want him to start the
physical examinations of our new arrivals tonight."

   "Of course Thor, it's handled."

   "I know I can depend on you Af."

   Rakel couldn't believe their good fortune, their rescuers were EMT's
with this vehicle that accommodated them all, the chair was comfortable and
it was toasty, the change from the icy blizzard conditions to this comfort,
the warmth was making her sleepy.  As she nodded off she remembered, all of
her girls were napping, too.

   "Cut the gas and vent the box Val, we want them all alive, Thor'd skin
us alive if we lost one."

   Val screwed the valve closed and turned on the vent, what Joe had said
he'd meant literally and Valerie kinda liked the idea of keeping her skin
in tact, besides, if there was any trouble she could always turn the gas
back on.

   Joe pulled onto a gravel side road, they were in the center of an icy
nowhere, "It should be clear, go back, get their cell phones and purses,
don't leave them with anything, I sure don't want them making any calls."

   She returned with 8 cell phones and 8 purses, she took ID cards from the
handbags and the batteries from the phones, she wore white cotton gloves as
she performed these tasks, when they were crossing a small stream Joe
stopped on the bridge, everything but the ID cards went over the side.  She
made sure that each and every item fell where the stream flowed, nothing
landed on the iced over edges.

   When they got to the private airport the Citation X was waiting as Thor
had promised, they loaded their charges, although the ladies were groggy,
nauseated and suffering from headaches Rakel demanded an explanation, the
female EMT was attending to them 'though she was now clad in a nurse's
attire.

   "Everything will be made clear to you Miss Ericson when we reach our
destination, please be cooperative, I'd prefer not to have to sedate you
again."

   Rakel mounted the steps of the Citation X and was directed to a seat by
a man in a pilot's uniform.

   It was surreal, the man was announcing information as though this was a
normal flight, Rakel shuddered at the thought, maybe it was.

   "You are flying in a Cessna Citation X, this is the fastest passenger
jet in the world, we have a range of 3,460 nautical miles, our top speed is
700 miles per hour and we can soar to an altitude of 51,000 feet.  We are
powered by Rolls Royce engines which you can hear spooling up as I speak.
This evening we'll be flying at 47,000 but at out maximum speed.  During
the flight you will remain restrained however should you need the restroom
Val will, of course, escort you.  Enjoy your flight, we will arrive at our
destination approximately 3 ½ hours after take-off.

   The screech of the aircraft braking awakened her, she looked out the
window, she realized she was hallucinating, she thought she saw a Lesser
Kudu, an African antelope dash into the brush as they'd approached.

   Two Land Rovers waited at the end of the runway, the ladies were loaded,
four to each car, they sped toward a cluster of buildings.

   When they stopped they were led into one of the buildings and assembled,
a huge being, black as a Nubian and big as a tank spoke.  His voice was
surprisingly soft and he was amazingly huge, the 6'9' 337 pound behemoth
said,

   "Ladies, you will be staying with us for the immediate future, Nurse
Valerie and several others will show you to your rooms, they are double
rooms so you'll have a roommate, we've arranged a light meal for you as,
I'm sure you're hungry."

   "I don't want a room and I don't want to eat, I want to go home," it was
Inga.

   "I'm sorry my dear, perhaps I wasn't clear, this is your home for the
immediate future."

   Rakel caught her breath, this couldn't be happening but he continued,
"You may call me Goliath, Nurse Val, would you and your minions take our
guests to their rooms."

   They started to move en masse, "Excuse me Miss Ericson, please remain."

   Rakel looked at him, he knew who she was.

   He smiled, "Your reputation precedes you, you were an all American when
I was laboring in the trenches for the University of Illinois, an offensive
tackle but the girl I was dating was on the volleyball team, I've seen you
play.  But that was eons ago, wasn't it, please come with me."

   He led her to a well appointed medical suite, ushered her in and shut
the door, there was a single occupant, he said,

   "I'm Dr.  Greenbaum, we need to do a physical, get undressed, everything
off."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Look, I've got a headache and I need a drink, I thought I was clear,
take your damned clothes off and take a piss or do you needs Goliath's
help?"

   She thought back to the black giant, she removed her clothing.

   "Go pee in this cup for me, I've gotta check for STD's then get on the
table."

   He indicated an open commode across the room.

   In the most debasing experience of her life Rakel sat and urinated.

   Nurse Val had entered the room, she took the cup saying, "Get up on the
table on your hands and knees, enema time."

   "You're kidding," Rakel screeched.

   "No joke Sweetie, get up on the table Doc don't want you shitting on him
when he does your rectal exam, now move."

   "I, I, I..." Rakel stammered.

   "Yeh, yeh, I, now get up on the table or do I need to call Goliath?"

   When Val inserted the nozzle of the Fleet enema silent tears were
streaking down Rakel's cheeks.

   Expelling the enema surpassed the urination on her humiliation quota but
she had no choice, she wiped and meekly returned to the exam table.

   "Lie on your back, we can use the stirrups or you can just pull your
heels up to your butt and let your legs fall open, your choice, I gotta
check out your pussy," the doctor said.

   Glad to avoid the indignity of the stirrups Rakel opened her legs.

   "You're kinda pretty girl," the doctor said as he inspected her vulva,
"Now hold still, I'm gonna stick a finger in your cunt," a finger of his
gloved hand penetrated her.

   With the finger still in her he looked up in shock, "Fuck girl you're
still a virgin, what are you, a lesbian?"

   Rakel didn't answer, she turned her head away as the tears continued to
stream.

   "Now roll over and face me, pull your knees up to your chest.  He
lubricated a finger of his gloved hand, when it slid through her anus she
groaned.

   The doctor returned to his desk as Val said, "Get up and come with me."

   "My clothes?" Rakel asked.

   "You'll get clothes later now come with me."

   She was led to an ante room, there were chairs and several boxes of
Kleenex spread around.

   "Just have a seat, I'll get you as soon as Doc can write up his report,
use the Kleenex to wipe your ass if you want."

   As the door closed she heard Doc ask, "Who's next?"

   Then Goliath's soft voice, "The little one, Linnie's her name."

   The next sound heard was the door again opening, bent and broken Linnie
was led in.  Val told her to take a seat and wipe herself if she wanted.

   The poor girl was devastated, Rakel went to her and put an arm around
her.

   'Come, let's sit down Sweetheart," Rakel said.

   "Rakel, what's happening, where are we?"

   "I'm not sure Linnie, I..."

   She didn't finish her thought, through a second door another woman had
entered, she said, "Come with me Rakel."

   Rakel looked at her, she appeared to be about forty wearing an orange
wife beater type shirt and cotton panties of a matching shade, on her feet
were flip flops, she was pretty in a faded way, with an enduring sadness in
her eyes.

   "Who are you?"

   "Come with me Rakel, Thor's waiting, we'll talk as we walk."

   "But who are you and where am I?"

   "I'm one of the house mothers, my name is Linda and Rakel you're in
Hell."

   They rode an elevator, it stopped at four.

   "This is the top floor Rakel, it's Thor's penthouse."

   At the door she knocked, the door opened automatically as a gravely
voice intoned, "Come."

   "Go ahead Sweetie, I leave you now."

   Linda gave her a nudge, as she entered the room the door closed behind
her.

   "Come in Rakel," she heard.

   She now saw that there was a man seated across the room, she yelled,
"What in the hell is going on, where are my girls?"

   He held up his hand to silence her.

   "Rakel, you will not speak unless you are spoken to, do you understand,
now come in as I instructed."

   As she walked forward he stood, my God she thought, he could be Harald
Sigurdsson, known as Harald Hardrada in the sagas.  The legendary 11th
century Viking, King of Norway.  He was immense, he towered over her, his
chest was massive, his arms powerful, his face handsome in a foreboding
way, he was as blonde as she, his eyes were of icy blue.

   "Let me look at you Rakel," he said.

   She was beautiful, no, beyond beautiful, she was stunning.  Her 6'2'
frame was slender although she weighed 148 pounds, her eyes were of the
same icy blue as his, her blonde hair was short, her face symmetrical with
high cheek bones and wide set eyes.  Her breast were high and small without
the slightest of sag, her areolas were tan, her nipples a rosy pink, her
belly was flat, her hips flared, her pubes were shaved and her fair
complication was flawless.

   "Turn around Rakel," he ordered.

   She complied.

   Her bottom was full, nearly plump but firm and muscular, her thighs taut
and well muscled.  She carried her weight in her upper legs and her butt,
any fat her body was storing was there, just as it should be in a breeding
woman.

   Usually it was simply a duty of his, a way to produce marketable
merchandise, over the years he'd become jaded.  Now he smiled, he would
take great pleasure impregnating this 36 year old virgin lesbian.

   "Perfect Rakel, would you be more comfortable with some clothing?"

   "What I want is to leave and take my girls home."

   "I don't think you understand Rakel, this is you and your girls' home
for the foreseeable future, you'll be well fed, made comfortable and well
treated if you're compliant, if not you will be punished, but, understand
this, I now own you and will do with you as I wish.  You didn't answer my
question, and don't make that mistake again, but would you be more
comfortable with some clothing?"

   "Please," she whispered as she thought, did he say he owned me, us?

   Against the far wall there were stacks of clothes of various colors, he
chose gold for her.

   He handed her a shirt of the same style that Linda wore only gold
instead of orange with panties of the same golden shade along with a pair
of flip flops.  As she put them on she had no idea of the color code he
used, gold indicated a very high level, in fact only royal purple was
higher.  Gold indicated that she'd been chosen to be Thor's personal
breeding stock.

   A clock struck the hour.

   "We have some entertainment for my guest, I'm not sure you'd be
entertained but I'm certain it will be educational, come along."

   He led her into a second room, it was opulently furnished, gilt framed
mirrors adorned the walls, it featured a huge bed and, in the corner was a
conversation pit with a fireplace, there was a huge flat screen television
on the wall.

   "There's a bathroom behind that door," he said as he pointed, "Should
you need it I'll wait, nothing will start until I call for it.

   She'd urinated and defecated a short time earlier in the doctors office,
"No, I'm fine," she said.

   From somewhere she heard music, she recognized Wagner's "Ride of the
Valkyries."

   "Ah, young Linnie is on her way up, would you like her to join us, she
is your partner, isn't she?"

   Rakel hesitated.

   "Rakel, this is the second caution, when I ask you answer, promptly and
truthfully."

   "I understand and, yes, Linnie is my partner."

   "Better, much better, now, wait here while I go greet her."

   Before he left the room he spoke into an intercom, "Goliath, have Val
get her ready, it'll be about 20 minutes."

   "You're going to see the most extreme punishment I permit, Val will give
her an enema and mild sedation, it's makes her easier to control and,
perhaps makes it a bit easier for her, the punishment is extreme."

   He left the room shutting the door behind.

   He returned shortly with Linnie in tow, she was trembling and tearful,
"Rakel," she whimpered.

   Thor gave her a pat on her bottom, "Go to mommy little one."

   Rakel held her, her "uniform" was red.

   He again spoke into the intercom, "Goliath, you may proceed."

   A picture came up on the big screen, obviously there were closed circuit
cameras.

   From a side door two men were escorting a naked girl, her head drooped
but she didn't fight them, she looked like a French lady being led to the
Guillotine, resigned to her fate.

   "The young lady is 26, she attempted to leave our little nest without
permission, but of course our detection devices tracked her, she was
captured near the front.  Attempting to escape is a Cardinal sin here.  She
was in my red group, that's comprised of street girls, some still
attractive call girls that are beyond their prime and older non-virgins,
not primo you understand but still valuable.  Unfortunately she'll be
reassigned to my black group."

   "Black group, I don't understand."

   "Girls of negligible value, the drug addled, diseased, so forth.  Rakel,
you wouldn't believe some of the world's hell holes, an example would be
the gold mining camps in Guyana, remote jungle locations, no town, no women
for hundreds of miles so the mine owners provide plenty of rum and women.
These men don't care what the girl looks like so long as she has a hole
between her legs.  The women are kept in cribs, no plumbing, no heat or
a/c, no running water, just a threadbare mattress on the floor.  They
service from 50 to 100 men a day and have a life expectancy of six months."

   "Oh My God," Rakel exclaimed.

   "Rakel, make no mistake, you implored, "Oh My God," no, these girls are
God's forgotten, Satan rules there, suicide is the leading cause of death,
there's no other escape."

   The girl was being led up onto a raised stage as a rack like device was
brought on, two posts with a bar between them.

   "That looks pretty simple, doesn't it?  Interestingly it's a
multipurpose instrument, notice the holes in the legs, the crossbar is
adjustable, it's placed at the height of the girl's hips, she'll be bent
over it then the Velcro straps you can see are attached to her wrists and
ankles.  We use it for certain punishments or when a girl is reticent about
accepting sex, it's quite useful, I use one myself occasionally, we call it
the rack naturally."

   An icy chill ran up Rakel's spine, she'd noticed it's duplicate against
the wall in this very room.

   Goliath was speaking, "You may bring in the audience now."

   The room was tiered like a Roman amphitheater, into the first row 11
girls were led, their uniforms were royal purple.

   "God Thor, they're children."

   "Between 9 and 12 years and all virgins, see the two little blondes,
they're nine, I'll get in the area of $750,00 apiece from some oil sheik
who thinks since the prophet Mohammed had a 9 year old wife he needs one,
too.  Most of the rest will also go to the middle east but rich pedophiles
may buy one or two, I'll get an average of $500,000 for them."

   "My God Thor, that's six million."

   "A math whiz, hunh?  Watch the next group, each is worth her weight in
gold, she'll make me around $250,000 a year but she'll do it for 6-10
years, they're worth somewhere around 1 ½ to 2 ½ million over that time and
they have a residual value, maybe $10,000 each when they're no longer
productive."

   As she watched a group of 17 women trooped in, over half were pregnant.

   "They're my breeding stock, I get a child a year, like I said, they're
worth their weight in gold, see the implication?"

   Christ, she did, their uniforms were golden, she looked down at herself,
he was smiling at her when she looked up.

   The next group was clad in pale blue, there were only about 10 of them.

   "Older virgins, I'll average about $100,000 apiece, most will go to
Southeast Asia, old men over there think fucking a virgin will extend their
life and keep them horny."

   Pink came next, there were at least 20.

   "Non-virgins but still young, maybe $25,000 a piece, they're in high
demand as call girls."

   Red came next, this was the largest group, there were 30-40 girls.

   "Red I explained, I'll get $2500 maybe $3000 each, the younger prettier
ones will end up in brothels, the rest will end up as street walkers with a
pimp to beat the shit out of her, most of these are heroin addicts, the
madams and pimps prefer them that way, keeps them docile and dependent.  No
intravenous though I don't allow needle tracks on my girls, they get a
suppository morning and night."

   Black came in last, there were 6 of them, he didn't explain their place
in the pecking order, he'd said enough.

   Goliath was speaking again, "This is Melissa, as you can see, she's
Caucasian, she attempted to escape and she was caught, remember, escape is
impossible while punishment is inevitable.  Melissa was from our red group,
after she recovers she'll be reassigned to black.  Melissa, I am a hard man
but even I feel pity for you, may God be merciful.  Let the punishment
begin."

   One of the men stepped to her left side, he held a black strap.

   "20," Goliath said.

   The crack of the strap resonated, Melissa's scream was blood curdling,
after 20 strokes she hung limply over the bar.

   "Pedro, proceed."

   A Hispanic man stepped forward unzipping his pants.  Melissa rallied,
she raised her head as Pedro penetrated her vagina then sagged back down on
the crossbar.

   In turn each of the four men with Goliath fucked her then Pedro was at
her again.

   Each of the men took her 5 times, 20 times in total.

   "Fucked 20 times without a sound, she was an experienced whore when we
took her, she thinks she has a cast iron vagina but we'll see, watch this."

   Goliath had taken off his shirt, then his slacks, he folded them, his
ebony skin glistened in the light, he was massive, intimidating.

   "I'm huge but Goliath dwarfs me, watch this," Thor said.

   Rakel sat mesmerized, as Goliath lowered his boxer shorts his phallus
sprung forth, it was no less than a foot long but it was his girth that
stood out, he looked as big around as an oil can, he stepped up behind
Melissa.

   Her wail was pathetic as he thrust into her, she fainted over the bar.
He pounded her for about 10 minutes before he ejaculated in her then
stepped back.

   "Revive her," he said.

   Again one of the other men, he cracked an ampule of smelling salts under
her nose, once she was fully conscious Goliath again said, "Pedro."

   The man stepped forward, and moved onto Melissa.

   "She's going to be sodomized 20 times before Goliath cures her
hemorrhoids, that's why the enema, I don't want her shitting all over my
stage."

   Linnie gagged, "Get her to the bathroom, I don't her puking on my
floor," he ordered.

   Rakel rushed her friend to the lavatory, some of the audience also were
rushing, there were 6 bathrooms in the theater, 3 on each wall for just
this eventuality.

   Linnie had emptied her stomach and was suffering the dry heaves, Rakel
rubbed her back until she stopped, she gave her a glass of water to rinse
her mouth.

   "Rakel, where are we?" Linnie asked.

   "Maybe the woman that brought me up, Linda the housemother said it best,
Linnie Sweetheart, we're in Hell."

   "Come girls, don't keep ole Thor waiting," he called.

   When they came out Rakel said, "Please don't make us watch any more
Thor."

   "Did you find it educational?"

   "I found it frightful, terrorizing."

   "Same thing, Ok, Rakel, in fact I'm going to let you and your young
friend meet with your team members, they didn't have an opportunity to
watch, they were still being processed in."

   He used the intercom, "Linda, please come up and escort Linnie and Rakel
back downstairs, arrange for them to meet with their team of girls.  Give
Rakel an hour with them then you're to bring her back here."

   As she entered the room where her starting six were amassed Rakel just
hugged them all.

   "Where are we coach," "What's happening to us coach," "Coach, I'm
scared," "You wouldn't believe what that damned doctor did to us coach,"
the girls babbled over each other.

   "Let me have a moment, I'll try to explain."

   They quieted.

   "I guess as girls from rural Minnesota we'd heard the horror stories but
that we were somehow invulnerable to it, we're not.  We've been kidnapped,
they don't want us for ransom and they're not going to release us, if you
try to escape and are caught you'll suffer a fate worse than death, no,
they wanted us because we're young and female.  They are sex traffickers
and they're going to sell us to the highest bidder."

   Astrid wailed, "I want to go home."

   "We all do Honey, we all do," Rakel said.

   She made a mental inventory, Astrid, Birgitta, Ingrid and Christina were
wearing pale blue, Hannah wore pink and Shiree wore red like Linnie, thank
God, none were in black she thought.

   They talked, she answered the few questions she could, she found out
they were quartered two to a room, Astrid and Birgitta were roommates, Inga
and Christina were paired up but Shiree and Hannah were each assigned to a
room with a girl wearing the same color uniform.  Each room had two beds,
two closets, two dressers and a well appointed bathroom with cosmetic and
grooming items, they were fed in a common dining room, service was buffet
style, breakfast was at seven, exercise from nine until 10, free time from
ten until noon then lunch.  In the afternoons they could watch television,
read, talk whatever, dinner was at six and lights out at eleven.  They were
to meet with Thor the following day.

   Time had flown, an orange clad woman stuck her head in the door, "Time
Rakel, we need to go back upstairs, you'll have more time with them
tomorrow."

   When she returned Thor was sitting at a table, it was laid out with
delicacies, cracked crab claws, prawns, bacon wrapped scallops, assorted
cheeses.  There were dips and crackers of several types.  Two bottles of
champagne, a beautiful Art Nouveau labeled bottle of Perrier-Jouët, a
floral wine, the other bearing the distinctive gold shield label of Dom
Perignon, a Brut.

   "Please, join me Rakel," as she sat he poured a flute for her from the
Perrier-Jouët.

   For himself her poured the Dom, he raised his glass in a toast.

   "What's the occasion Thor?" She asked.

   "Isn't dining with a beautiful woman enough, I rarely indulge myself. 
Please try the food, it's excellent."

   She hadn't eaten since the Denny's and she was famished, she tried a
little of everything, he was right, it was excellent and the Perrier-Jouët
only added to the meal, she'd had three glasses before she asked again, "Is
this a special occasion Thor?"

   "For both of us I think, Rakel, your an exceptional woman, unique in my
experience, you're tall, stately and beautiful, you're well educated and
intelligent, I could even say erudite, our children will be exceptional."

   "Our children but..." She became acutely aware of her golden attire.

   "Rakel, you'll never be punished, you're too precious to me, however
your young friend does not hold that distinction.  All I want is your
cooperation Rakel, if you're kind enough to give me that, there is a second
bedroom here, I will ensconce the two of you there, you can even share your
affection for each other if you choose.  Alternatively, she'll be punished.
Nothing so harsh as you witnessed earlier, nonetheless, corporal punishment
delivered over my knee with you in attendance after which her clothes will
be taken and she'll be locked in a room with only a mat on the floor for
sleeping and a stainless steel commode sink combination for her needs, her
food will be delivered through a slot near the bottom of her door, no one
will be permitted to speak to her.  In prison it's termed solitary
confinement, you have no concept of what solitude while you sit naked and
afraid for a week can do to the human mind.  We, we humans desire, no, need
interpersonal relationships, it's within your power to assure her well
being."

   "But Thor, I'm 36, I've never been with a man, I, I, I," she stammered.

   "You're afraid, I can understand that, but lets reduce this to its
basest, you have three choices, the bed, the rack or I have Linnie brought
up and, I guess in all fairness I should tell you, if you elect to have me
discipline Linnie, I'll do so but then I'll strap you to the rack and take
you by force as she is compelled to watch, after which I'll do the same
with her for your viewing pleasure."

   She slumped in her chair, "A real Hobson's Choice," I'll take the bed,
it's surely better than the rack.

   "Why Rakel, in addition to your many other attributes you're a very
sensible woman, now go into the bedroom and change into the clothing I've
laid out on the bed for you, a virgin should come to her marital bed
adorned in white and, make no mistake, I will treat you as a well loved
wife."

   She was afraid her legs would give out as she went to the bedroom, smoky
jazz was playing from somewhere, the volume was low.

   A beautiful white peignoir set, gown, panties and robe along with white
satin slippers were waiting.

   The gown, robe, and panties were silk, the gown had a white lace bodice,
she'd never worn silk, in spite of her predicament she held it to her face,
the feel was luxurious, she took off her golden uniform.

   The panties were cool almost soothing, the gown hung as though it had
been tailored specifically for her as did the robe, she stepped into the
satin slippers.

   Thor had moved to the sofa, as she walked in he enthused,

   "Spectacular, absolutely spectacular, you should adorn the cover of
"Bride's Magazine."

   She paused and, in spite of her circumstances, pirouetted.

   He got up, came to her and took her hand.  He led her back to the sofa,
picked her up as though she was feather light then sat with her on his lap.

   She turned her face toward him, began to speak and was silenced by his
kiss, she felt him rise under her bottom, he felt gigantic.

   "I'm scared, please be gentle with me."

   "I will Rakel, but please remember men and women have been doing it
since the inception of time."

   In spite of herself she smiled, "I guess they have or we wouldn't be
here, would we?"

   He stood with her still in his arms and carried her toward the bedroom,
the door was still open, as she clung to his neck he crossed the threshold
and kicked the door closed with his heel.

   He stood her at the bedside and began to slowly undress her.  He folded
her robe and laid it on a chair, her gown went over her head and joined the
robe, she stood in just her panties, her breasts were exposed her nipples
hard as marble, he kiss then and tugged at each nipple with his lips then
her panties, the luxuriant silk slid over her hips, he let them drop to the
floor, they pooled around her slipped shod feet.  She stepped out of the
slippers then the panties.  She stood nude before him.

   Thor turned down the bed, the sheets were white satin, he picked her up
cradling her then laid her down.  As she watched he began to undress, as
his shorts came off she saw...no, he wasn't as large as Goliath, Goliath
was a foot long oil can where Thor sported 10 inches the size of a can of
Dr.  Pepper soda.

   Rakel was trembling with fear and anticipation when he joined her on the
bed, he took something from the nightstand drawer and laid it on the top
then he took her into his arms.

   To begin he just held her, her trembling subsided, she began to relax.

   He asked, "What do you like, in bed I mean, what do you want."

   She couldn't help herself, she answered, "A woman."

   He chuckled, "Well if that's what you want I've got dozens with more
coming in daily, you can have your choice starting tomorrow but tonight you
get a man, what do you like or should I just explore."

   "My breasts are sensitive."

   He kissed her again then began to massage her breasts, he gently tweaked
her nipples, "Do you like to receive oral sex Rakel?"

   She caught her breath, "Yes, yes I like."

   "Well beautiful I'm going to make you my personal lollipop."

   The hand from her breasts was replaced with his lips and mouth, he
caressed her abdomen then his fingers were in her vulva stroking her.

   In spite of her predilection toward women she felt herself responding to
his touch, her tummy felt liquid, she was lubricating, getting wet, Thor
felt it, too, his lips tracked down her torso, over her tummy, across her
mons veneris, his breath was hot, his tongue hotter as he laved her vaginal
slit then licked and gently tugged with his lips each of her labia, he came
up to her clitoris but didn't attack it, he circled it licking her stem. 
By this time she was lubricating heavily, her arousal was climbing, she
lifted her legs so he could better get to he, her tummy clenched and she
began to pant and moan then his tongue rapidly flicked the tip of her clit.
The little jewel answered, he rose between her knees watching her gyrate
and moan as she climaxed rather explosively.  He reached for the lubricant
he'd put on the nightstand, it was Pre-Seed, he always used it when his
plan was to inseminate his partner.

   He fingered some into her vagina then slicked some on his shaft.

   "I'm using a lubricant Rakel, it should make things a little easier but
I'm still going to hurt you, that can't be helped."

   He guided his penis to the throat of her virgin vagina and pressed into
her, it did hurt but not as bad as she'd expected then there was a pain, he
was pressing her hymen, he flexed his hips and thrust forward.

   The pain was sharp and burning, her eyes teared as she groaned.

   "I'm in you Rakel, the rest won't be as bad."

   Bad enough, she thought as he inched into her.  She winced when he hit
her cervix, he changed his angle of penetration and slid under it, now the
pain was a dull ache, he was stretching her vagina, she knew that given
time he'd open her so she could accommodate his size but, oh this first
time.

   "You've taken all of me," he told her as he began to pump.

   "Is this what it feels like to ride a telephone pole, damn you're big
Thor."

   "Imagine what Goliath would feel like."

   "I can't but I can envision "The Black Stallion"

   "Just lie back and enjoy."

   "He says."

   His strokes were slow, deep and rhythmic as he fucked her, her little
"Unh, unh, unh," sounds as he pumped were lovely.

   Women were no problem for him, he captured them, he trained them, he
sold them, or, if he so choose he fucked them.  He expended most of his
sexual efforts on his Golden Girls and their sweet little moneymakers but
quite a few of them had been virgins when he got them and, like Rakel he'd
taken their virginity in this room, most on the bed but more than a few on
the rack.  He couldn't remember one that he'd enjoyed more than Rakel; she
had it all, she was the embodiment of a "Tall Hot Blonde" and she was so
damned tight, he decided that he'd keep her here in his penthouse suite
maybe even after he'd impregnated her; but he'd want to keep her docile and
intimidated, he thought he knew how to do just that.

   His balls clenched, he came hard filling her vagina with his sperm, he
stayed in her until he became flaccid.

   "So how was it your first time?" He asked.

   "It hurt and I still hurt," she pouted.

   "You'll be sore for a couple of days and you'll bleed," he said as he
got up from the bed.

   From the cabinet he took out a pair of white cotton panties and a thin
sanitary napkin.

   "Put these on and use the pad until the bleeding stops."

   After she'd followed his instructions he told her, "I like you, I'm
going to keep you here with me, we won't have sex again for 2 days, I don't
want to hurt you while your torn hymen heals."

   "But you said I could be with Linnie, what about that?"

   "Ah yes, little Linnie, tell me about her."

   "What do you mean Thor?"

   "She's not a virgin and, at 24 she's not as desirable as my teens but
she is attractive in her own way, probably worth, I don't know, maybe 3-4
thousand."

   "No, please, she's so delicate it would kill her or drive her crazy if
she was forced into prostitution."

   "Maybe I could make her a Golden Girl, do you think she'd make pretty
babies for me?"

   "Thor she can't.  She was raped when she was a child, that's why she's
not virgin.  The rape was harsh and violent, it damaged her reproductive
system, she can't have children."

   "You're not giving me much reason to keep her, I have to feed her, lodge
her, see to her health care, she'd be no more than an expense with no
expectation of a return, Rakel, when you get down to it, I'm a businessman
and the women here are a commodity, give me a reason to keep her."

   Her eyes teared, "Because she's my friend, I love her, please I implore
you, I'll do anything for you, just don't sell her."

   Thor smiled a wicked smile, "You don't seem to understand Rakel, whether
or not I sell Linnie is of no consequence, you'll do anything for me either
way.  You'll give willingly or I'll take what I want, don't lose sight of
this cogent fact, I own you Rakel, your existence here can be quite
comfortable or utterly miserable at my whim."

   As she began to cry in earnest he knew her surrender was abject, there
was nothing she could offer that would affect his decision.

   He sat quietly as if in thought then said, "Perhaps there is a way,
Rakel, my sex drive is prodigious, I require it at least 3 times daily,
often more.  When one of my Golden Girls is fertile I expend my energies
there but that often is not the case.  I have my assistant, Aphrodite
Smithson available and, of course, now I have you, but females are a
curious lot, they have things happen that interrupt their availabilities,
recovery from miscarriages, later stage pregnancies, recovery time after
delivering a child, I wait 3 months for their body to recover, and, of
course the inevitable periods.  Perhaps I'd consider establishing a new
level, maybe white uniforms, Linnie could be the first but other of my
Golden Girls would appreciate having a helper.  We could call them the
handmaidens, specially chosen girls who's only purpose would be to care for
her Golden Girl; manicures, pedicures, even hair styling and bathing, she'd
be a companion and surrogate, what do you think of that idea?"

   "Oh God, please, would you, Linnie would be perfect, but, what do you
mean by surrogate?"

   "As an example, I won't employ corporal punishment with my Golden Girls,
never, but that doesn't mean their not deserving on occasion, I could beat
her handmaiden's ass while she was forced to watch or, if she was sexually
unavailable, like the circumstances I enumerated earlier, her handmaiden
would be available to me but, since the handmaiden is only a temporary
replacement I'd insist on my Golden Girl's involvement."

   "Her involvement, how so."

   "Pretty simple really, she'd be witness to what her handmaiden and I
were doing."

   "And you'd let Linnie be my handmaiden?"

   "If that's what you want, yes."

   "And my other girls, could they be handmaidens, too."

   "I'm afraid not, they're far to valuable to me immediately, I'll make
several million from the blondes alone, no, I don't think so."

   "But Thor..."

   "No buts, now, it's time for sleep, breakfast's at seven, it'll come
early."

   But before he laid down he spoke into the intercom, Rakel overheard a
sleepy voice, "Do you want me there Thor?"

   "No, just a couple of things I need in the morning Aphrodite, I'm
creating a new level, I'll explain it to you tomorrow but I want a new
uniform, make it white and bring it along with the new girl from Minnesota,
her name's Linnie, I want both here by 8:45 in time for exercise."

   As Rakel dozed off she thought about her unbelievable day but at least
she'd managed to save Linnie, she gave herself a little pat on the back."

   The intercom sounded, "Are you ready for breakfast Thor?"

   "Give it 20 minutes then send up breakfast for two."

   Then he gave Rakel a pat on the bottom, "How you feeling Beautiful?"

   "Sore, I ache like I'd spent the last 10 hours in the saddle."

   "I told you, you'll be sore for a couple of days but the bleeding will
have stopped, go ahead and get a bath or shower, breakfast will be here in
20 minutes and Rakel, put on your gold outfit, we're going out at 9."

   She went to the bathroom, she had to pee, as she st she looked over the
room, she'd been in it with Linnie the day before but she hadn't paid
attention, now she noticed.

   There was a huge shower with six heads at various heights, separate from
the shower was a Jacuzzi tub large enough for 4-5 people, the mirrors were
gilt, the fixtures gold, of course there was a commode with a matching
bidet, she opted for the shower and was a little startled when Thor joined
her.

   "Thought you might need someone to wash your back for you until you get
your handmaiden."

   He got out first and was dressed in athletic shorts and a T-shirt when
she came out.

   They ate breakfast then he buzzed for the dishes to be cleared, one of
the orange clad house mothers took them.

   "We have a few minutes to kill, I want to check the news on CNN," as he
switched on a television set.

   The picture that greeted them was of a bleak, ice and snow covered road
in rural Minnesota, there was a van in the ditch in the background, an
anchor who looked to be freezing was saying, "The search continues for the
athletes and coaches of the St.  Olaf's girls' volleyball team, helicopters
are airborne and canine units are canvassing the area but, thus far it
seems the only clue is the van stranded in the ditch behind me." The camera
panned to the van and the CSI team searching it.

   "It seems you're famous Beautiful," Thor commented.

   There was a light rapping on his door, he checked his watch then said,
"Your handmaiden arrives."

   He opened the door to another orange clad woman, "The uniform and girl
you wanted sir."

   "Thank you and Linnie, do come in."

   She hesitantly entered then gushed, "Rakel, oh Rakel."

   Rakel went to her and hugged her.

   "Ladies, the reunion can take place later, we exercise at 9:00, so, to
move this along, Linnie, I am Thor, you'll be moving up here to be with
Rakel, we can sit down and talk after we exercise but, for now just take
off that red uniform and put on this white one."

   Linnie looked around for space to change privately.

   "Right there is fine, I want to look at you," Thor said.

   "But I..."she started.

   "Now," Thor said as Rakel added, "Please Linnie, do as he says."

   She pulled the red shirt over her head and dropped the red panties to
the floor.

   "Now come over here Linnie," Thor ordered.

   The poor girl began to tremble, Rakel went to her and steadied her.

   "That early experience I mentioned, ever since she's been terrified of
men," "Come on Honey, he only wants to look at you he won't bite."

   She was small but well formed and, like Rakel her Venus mound was
denuded.  "Turn around," he ordered.

   Appreciatively he he eyed her, athletic, she had a tight firm butt and
well developed thighs, he thought, mores the pity, she certainly looked
breedable, still he imagined he'd take a lot of pleasure firing down her
empty hole, he'd find out after they'd exercised.

   The Golden Girls were waiting, Rakel saw that most were pregnant some
heavily so although there were several with flat tummies, she was
surprised, she guessed they ranged in age from their late teens to early
forties.  Thor greeted each of them by name, he rubbed pregnant tummies,
patted broad fannies and smiled benevolently at them then he spoke directly
to one of the flat bellies, she appeared to be in her mid thirties, "How
are you feeling Millie?"

   "Well, thank you."

   "It's been three months, hasn't it."

   "A little over actually."

   "Wonderful, I'll have Val check you daily, when you're fertile we'll
spend some time together, you are ready to give me another baby, aren't
you?"

   "Oh yes sir, that will make six."

   "Millie, you're a champion."

   Then he spoke to the second flat belly, she was a cute redhead, she
appeared to be 17 or 18.

   "Sally, Val tells me that you should be ripe next week, I'm going to
spend a lot of time with you, I want your success but this will be the
fourth month with no results, if you're unsuccessful this time I'm going to
have to replace you, you'll be moved to the red group."

   "Ladies, we have two new arrivals, the lady in gold is Rakel and we have
a new color, the girl in white is Linnie.  When we complete our walk we'll
have time to talk, I'll tell you about the white uniform, I'm sure you'll
like what I have to say."

   He led the way out of doors, the area was park like with walking trails,
she could hear birds and the laughter of children.

   "Deb, you're in what, your ninth month, I can excuse you if you like,"
he said.

   "I'll go as far as I can then I'll rest."

   He gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek, "Good girl, I'm proud of
you."

   "We're going a half mile today," he said as he lead off.

   About 300 yards down the path one of the orange ladies was waiting,
"Thor, I'm having a little trouble, I'm afraid it needs your attention.

   "What is it?"

   Two of the girls have been bickering all week then, this morning there
was a cat fight, or, I guess, more accurately a kitten fight but there was
hitting and scratching, one even bit the other.

   "Millie, you take the lead, you know the half way point, turn back
there, I'll catch up."

   Then, to the housemother,

   "Christ, who were they?"

   "Thor, I hate to say this, it was Suzi and Mitzi."

   Fuck me, is it going to be one of those days, Thor thought, a kitten
fight she'd called it, if so it was between two damned valuable kittens,
the most valuable on the ranch, Suzi and Mitzi were purple girls, his two 9
year old blondes, a million and a half or more of immature pussy Saudi
sheiks were drooling for, he might even get a million a piece.  Oh what the
hell, it was going to be one of those days, he was going to get a good look
at two million dollar's worth of small asses, they were both going over his
lap for bare bottomed spankings, but when?

   He'd intended to spend the afternoon in Linnie, breaking her and
breaking her in but that could wait until later, he had all night if
necessary.

   He preferred to administer spankings in private but he was going to make
an exception, equal guilt, equal punishments, each spanked while the other
watched.  He wouldn't take them to his penthouse though, Rakel and Linnie
would be stashed there.

   He had a room he used for breeding, it was denoted and known as room
100, there was a bed, several chairs and lounges, a rack and everything
necessary for sex; lotions, lubricants, a few sex toys, even several dozen
condoms and some Plan B pills, that was where they'd get their spankings.

   "Bring them to room 100 right after lunch, say 12:30?"

   "Do you want me to bring anything Thor?"

   "Yeh, bring some aloe vera, you can cool off their little butts when I'm
done with them."

   His walkers had already passed on their way back, he jogged to catch up.

   "Want to go inside?  He asked.

   "The sun feels so nice, can we stay out here for a little while?" One of
the Golden Girls asked.

   "Sure, get comfortable, let me tell you about the new white uniforms."

   They sprawled on the grass or sat on the logs, he waited until everyone
was settled.

   "Linnie, would you come here please."

   "Ladies, this is Linnie, as you've seen her uniform is white.  It's a
new level I've created and it's for you and only for you.  You're my Golden
Girls and you're precious to me, I want the best for you, each of you will
have your own white girl, she'll be your handmaiden, she'll help you with
your dressing, your grooming, your personal hygiene, what ever you need,
you may even use her to satisfy your sexual urges if your so inclined, the
only thing you may not do is strike her, if discipline is necessary, I and
only I will administer it.  She will also serve as your surrogate, each and
every one of you know I won't apply corporal punishment to a Golden Girl
and like spoiled brats some of you abuse this knowledge.  Now, if your
conduct warrants punishment it will be delivered upon your white girl as
you watch or, should I wish sex with you but you're unable to perform for
what ever reason, period, recovery from child birth, whatever, I will take
your handmaiden, again, as you watch.

   "Any questions?"

   "Yes, Thor, who's handmaiden is Linnie?"

   "I've assigned Linnie to Rakel, Linnie is her choice, now, give it some
thought, is there anyone you'd like to have as your handmaiden, if not I'll
assign one."

   Because interfacing between the groups was uncommon most of the women
had no preference, however one lady did speak up, "Yes Janet," he asked.

   "Thor, I'd like to have my daughter Jodi."

   "Tell me a bit about Jodi," Thor didn't need the information, Janet was
a 31 year old single mother, she and her daughter had been swept up by
Thor's "talent scouts" four months earlier.  Now Janet was over three
months pregnant, she was going to be a spectacular breeder, he'd
inseminated her their first night together, he was going to have to deny
her request but he wanted to let her down as easily as possible.

   "She's a sweet girl, we've always gotten along so well, I'd be so happy
with her and I know she would with me."

   "Which group Is Jodi in?" Thor knew damned well that the girl was 12 and
in his purple gang, auburn haired and hazel eyed like her mother Jodi would
bring at least $250,000 in Southeast Asia and as much as $500,000 if a
Middle Eastern buyer was found although she wasn't pre-sold yet.

   Janet didn't want to say it, she knew that even the Golden Girls were
outranked by the young girls in purple, she knew Thor was a supplier of
girls for the international sex trade and, as their rank would indicate
they were the most valuable.

   "Janet?" Thor prompted.

   Dejectedly she answered, "She's in the purple gang."

   "Then it's out of the question Janet."

   "Thor, please listen, she's almost 13, she'll be moved from purple to
light blue quite soon, she's almost too old to be purple," her voice was
pleading.

   "Janet, it would not be good business to waste one of my virgins,
whether purple or pale blue and convert them to white where no rank exists,
I'll get no monetary return on the handmaidens, they'll actually be an
expense, I've got to provide for them while they serve you."

   "Please Thor can I talk to you privately," her plea was desperate.

   The other Golden Girls were looking from Janet to Thor and back, he
could see that, as women and mothers they sided with Janet.  Janet was
nearing hysteria and many of the others looked stressed by the discussion,
hysterical and stressed Golden Girls were not good.  Miscarriages could
result or refusal to willingly be impregnated, he'd use the rack of course
but, over the years he'd learned aroused, willing women were far more
likely to become pregnant than those taken by force.  He decided that
common sense indicated he should diffuse the situation.  A private
conversation would take the others out of the equation, he could reason
with her and give her a good fucking, she'd come around.

   "Of course you can talk to me privately Janet, I have duties that will
occupy me all afternoon," he said, "But if you'll meet me in room 100 in 15
minutes I'll make time for you."

   He took Rakel and Linnie back to the penthouse and showed them to the
second bedroom.

   "This will be your home for the foreseeable future, make yourself
comfortable, there are snacks and beverages in the refrigerator, when
you're ready for lunch use intercom button 5 to place your order.  There
are things I need to do, I'll be gone until later in the afternoon, I
imagine it will be 3:00 before I get back.  You're free to do anything you
like within the confines of this apartment.  Do not under any circumstances
leave here, the guards will construe that as an escape attempt and may deal
with you harshly before I can intervene, also, do not attempt to use any
communication devices, the attempt will be blocked and an alarm will be
sounded, you'll get a visit from my security personnel, Goliath heads
security."

   He left them and went down to room 100.  He was waiting when Janet
knocked.

   "Come in please," Janet entered, he saw that she'd used the 15 minutes
to brush her hair and refresh her make-up.

   "Please, have a seat Janet," he said.

   He took a moment to admire her, she was taller than average, about 5'9"
tall, her auburn hair shimmered and her hazel eyes danced when she was
happy, from the effort she'd made about her appearance he assumed she was
going to try to seduce him.

   "Janet, we can talk but, honestly, Jodi is simply too valuable, she's
12, she's unsullied, there are men who'll pay as much as $500,000 for her."

   "Thor, I want my daughter no matter the cost, I just can't lose my baby
to some pedophile in Africa or wherever.  I'm a good breeder, you've even
told me so.  I'm 31 if you breed me until I'm 45 I can give you one a year
but if you put me on fertility drugs we'd probably have at least four sets
of twins, in the next 14 years I can give you 18 babies, I'm pretty and
you're extremely handsome, our babies will be adorable little redheads and
blondes, think of it, 18 children valued at at least $100,000 each,
$1,800,000 long term verses $500,000 short time.

   "You have a good point Janet but, I just can't bring myself to part with
a virgin."

   Janet dropped her head, she was about to suggest the unthinkable, "She
doesn't have to be, Thor."

   "What do you mean, she doesn't have to be?  She's 12, she hasn't even
had her menarche yet."

   "Thor, most white American girls have their first period before the age
of 13, she's 12 ½ now, she'll have her menarche within the next several
months, think about it Thor, you could breed her, maybe wait until she's 14
to inseminate her but she'd be yours for over 30 years, imagine 30 babies,
she could be your youngest Golden Girl and we wouldn't need handmaidens, we
could take care of each other."

   "Janet, we need to look at the here and now, the facts are that she's 12
½ years old and she hasn't had her first period."

   "Thor please, I just can't lose my baby, I'll die from sadness.  Take
her, a girl doesn't have to be menstruating to have sex, only to procreate.
Take her, now, tomorrow break her in, train her so she's ready when it's
time for her to get pregnant, do anything, anything to me and to her."

   "Janet, do you realize what you're suggesting?" He asked.

   "Alternatives Thor, I can't bear the thought of her being sold to some
old cretin who'll take her virginity the first night then make her life a
living hell.  Thor, I don't want to be here but I am, I'm well fed and get
the best of care and, in your way I think you love us, yeh, for me this is
a bad circumstance but it could be one hellava lot worse, take Jodi's
virginity, do it tomorrow then give her to me, I can't offer anything
else."

   He looked at her strangely for several minutes then said,

   "Take off your panties Janet and get on the bed on your hands and
knees."

   When she hesitated he said, "Now Janet."

   She dropped her golden panties and positioned herself on the bed.  He
dropped his athletic shorts, he was commando, he squatted behind her,
separated her labia with his fingers and guided his cock to her vagina.

   He thrust into her hard, like a bull taking a heifer, she moaned and
started to fall forward.  Powerful arms circled her hips and held her in
place then he pounded her, her sound was a constant "Ah, ah, ah, ah," he
was hurting her and he meant to, he wanted her raw and sore, he fucked her
violently for 20 minutes and gave her 20 minutes of agony then he let her
fall to the mattress, face down.

   "Get your panties back on Janet, we're not through talking yet," he told
her.

   She sat uncomfortably, "Did you enjoy that Janet?" He asked.

   "No, it hurt," she answered.

   "That's right Janet, it hurt, you're a 31 year old woman, you've had one
child and are pregnant with a second and it hurt you, what the hell do you
think it would be like for a 12 ½ year old virgin?"

   "You were trying to hurt me Thor, I know, but with her you could be
gentle, you don't need to fuck her like she's your bitch, I know you can be
gentle, you were with me."

   "You're right Janet, I can be gentle but I can't shrink my 10 inch cock
and you really want me to fuck your little girl?"

   "Thor, please understand, it's going to happen with whoever buys her or
it can happen here, at least here I'll be here for her, I can help her when
it's happening and I can help her afterward, do it and then let me take her
to my room, I'll nurse her, I promise Thor, I'll take care of her then
we'll both give you babies."

   "Tell you what Janet, I want you happy and I do want those babies you
offered.  Once you've delivered you'll start on a fertility treatment, once
Jodi starts menstruating I'll give it 6 months then I'll impregnate her,
she's so young and small I'd have a fight getting into her, she'd be on the
rack, that's the only way, you'd not only be here in the room with us you'd
be with us keeping her as calm as possible, you'll see me penetrate her as
she loses her virginity, you'll hear her scream and cry, you'll wipe the
snot from her nose, I'll cum in her then you take over, you take her off
the rack, you wipe the blood and semen from her torn vagina.  I'll have
clean white panties and a sanitary pad for the bleeding, you'll dress her.
If she can't walk I'll have Goliath carry her to your room, Nurse Val will
be waiting with some salve and to check for permanent injury but then she's
yours.  Tomorrow, when we walk I'll have her there, she'll be in purple as
she should be, but at the end of our exercises I'll give you a white suit.
Take her here, room 100, I'll give you an hour to talk with her and make
your final decision, you can leave the white uniform and walk out if you
choose and nothing will have changed except you'll know that whatever
happens it's your choice, I'll sell her in Sunday's auction and I'll expect
you to understand and accept that it was your decision.  Do you have any
questions Janet?"

   Tears were streaming down the pretty woman's face, the make-up that
she'd so adroitly applied was streaking as she said, "No Thor."

   "Alright, go back with your group, I'll see you in the morning."

   He glanced at his watch, it was almost noon, he had a few minutes and he
was hungry, he buzzed the kitchen and had a ham on rye delivered to room
100, it would be there in ten minutes, he checked to be there were clean
white cotton panties and sanitary pads, unsurprisingly there were.  His
sandwich arrived, he munched and thought, tomorrow was going to be hell, no
good outcome, he was glad that he had the two kittens as distractions.

   They were nine, just becoming conscious of their bodies, they'd probably
be crying before he'd even touched them, they're new modesty would require
it when he made them take off their royal purple uniforms, he could
envision it, pretty little blondes, both of them, one having to strip while
her adversary looks on, across his lap as her fair bottom goes from pale to
pink and finally to red.  He wasn't going to be particularly harsh but
there were going to be tears, he took a final bite then waited.

   Minutes later there was a light knock at the door, "Come in," he said.

   An orange lady said, "Go in girls, this is Mr.  Thor, he wants to talk
with you."

   Thor was intimidating to huge grown men, to two little nine year olds it
was like viewing the incredible hulk.

   "Suzi, Mitzi, please come in and have a seat."

   He noticed they sat as far apart as possible, mortal enemies, without a
doubt."

   As they were seated Thor said, "I've been told that you hit each other,
is that true?"

   "She started it," "you're lying, you started it." "well you bit me," did
not," "did so," the bickering continued.

   "Enough, Suzi, did you hit Mitzi?"

   "She started it."

   "I didn't ask you that, I asked if you'd hit Mitzi, did you or didn't
you?"

   "Only cause she started it."

   "But you did hit her?"

   "Yes," the nine year old pouted.

   "Mitzi, did you hit Suzi?"

   "She deserved it, she bit me."

   "But you admit you did hit her, right."

   "Yeh, I guess so."

   "Do both of you know the rules about hitting here?"

   Both of the children nodded yes.

   But you each have admitted to having hit the other, so, I guess you've
both broken a big rule, one of the biggest, now what to do about it, in my
eyes you're both equally guilty, so, let's see where we start.  He'd broken
toothpicks earlier, he picked them up and held them so that they appeared
to be the same size.

   "Who wants to go first, you need to draw one of the toothpicks."

   Mitzi took one, Thor handed the other to Suzi.

   "Who got the shortest one?"

   The girls compared, "Suzi did," said Mitzi..."Yeh, I did, do I win
something?" Asked Suzi.

   "Yeh, but you won't like the prize, you're both getting spankings but,
Suzi you're first, take off your clothes and get over my lap."



   "Nooooooo, "she wailed.

   "Yesssssssss," he answered.

   Her eyes teared, "I don't want to," she said.

   "I understand little one," as he took her hand, "Come here, I'll help
you," he said, he took her top over her head.

   Her arms shot across her little breast buds.

   He could have taken her over his lap and removed her panties while she
was face down but that would have negated the embarrassment factor, he
snatched her royal purple panties down, her hands flew from her chest to
try to conceal her genitals, as he picked her up and put her, prone, across
his lap Mitzi sniggered.

   "I wouldn't laugh Mitzi, you're next."

   "You're getting this spanking for hitting Mitzi," he said as he
delivered the first whack.  Nine more followed, they were firm and
stinging, she was bawling her eyes out with her legs akimbo when he
stopped. The view of her genitalia was unparalleled, she was pretty and
pink as a rose, he envied her buyer, she was pre-sold for $787,000 to a
broker from the Gulf States, the buyer would remain anonymous.

   He rubbed her back and bottom, "Go ahead and cry yourself out Sweetie,
I'll wait."

   When she quieted he picked her up and laid her on the far side of the
bed then he got up and sat on a straight backed chair that he'd positioned
facing the bed, Mitzi had been able to watch Suzi, now Suzi could see
Mitzi.

   "Get undressed and over my lap Mitzi."

   She was prompt with her top but balked at her panties.

   "Take the panties off Mitzi."

   "I don't want to."

   "I know, but either you will or I will, which will it be?"

   She didn't answer and she didn't move, he took her hand and brought her
close, "Guess it's me," he said.

   Her panties fell to the floor, he had to smile, the little blondes could
have been twins, he picked her up and took her over his lap.

   "No hitting, remember that," he said as the first spank cracked on her
plump bottom, she got ten, like Suzi she was crying uncontrollably and,
like Suzi she was sprawled across his lap, her legs open and her treasures
on display.  $792,000 worth of young pussy from the same broker, the guy
was going to clean up.

   He let her cry herself out then picked her up and laid her beside Suzi,
he left the room with them snuggling and comforting each other.

   Before he went back upstairs he went to see Aphrodite.

   "I need more of the young ones, the purple gang will be nearly depleted,
put Joe on it, maybe that on-line birthday party gig will work.  It was
really pretty simple, find a nine year on line, get to know her as another
nine year old girl, set up a tenth birthday party, tell her she can bring
friends and mom's were welcome as chaperones, make it a pool parry,
whatever, as the moms arrive zap them with a stun gun, restrain the kids,
load them up and wait for the next party goers to arrive.  Got the young
ones he needed and got a few youngish mommies, a good haul would be say,
six or seven girls and three mommies, maybe a bonus sister somewhere from 8
to 12.  Nothing left but mommie's cars, the Citation X would be waiting
nearby.

   "I want you to work with Joe on this one."

   Then he met with Goliath.

   "What you got for me big man?"

   "Lots of quantity but not much quality, about a dozen street walkers
that were trying to go independent in the wrong territory, Z asked us to
clean it up for him.  Z was a pimp, he took a lot of low quality reds off
their hands, as a favor they'd regularly sweep the streets of the
independents.  No body liked working with there girls, most were meth
heads, real freaks, Thor did have a way to deal with them, though.  They
were taken off meth cold turkey and started on heroin.  Heroin kept the
girls docile and addicted them, they got a suppository up the ass morning
and night, any problem they lost their horse for a couple of days, when the
spiders started crawling they got another ass full, they either fell into
line or they wore black.  No problem, they were literally a dime a dozen,
when they were under control he sold them to other pimps.

   Get them checked out by the doc when they come in, give a few to the
boys and keep a couple for yourself Goliath, you deserve it.

   His crew got their pick of the reds and blacks, only rule, don't knock
them up, he wouldn't ever try to sell a junkie's spawn.

   He caught the elevator to four, he was kinda looking forward to this
evening.

   He didn't knock, it was his apartment, the living room was empty but
their door was closed, he went to his bedroom and brought up the images on
the big screen, he checked the CCTV for room 100, the fighting was over,
they were sleeping entwined like two kittens in the same litter, he checked
the red section, all was quiet, nothing going on in pale blue or pink,
black was almost ghostly, there were conversations going on in purple, he
brought up the volume, they wondered where the blondes were, his Golden
Girls seemed fine but, when he reduced it to Janet he found her in prayer.
Finally he keyed his second bedroom.  Panties were on but Linnie was
snuggling against Rakel, her golden top was raised, Linnie was nursing at
her breast like an infant as Rakel held her tight and stroked her face and
hair.  He thought he'd see a lot of that tonight.  He buzzed the kitchen,
dinner at five, 4 ounce filets, medium rare, oven browned potatoes,
asparagus, and a mixed green salad, hold the dessert, 2 bottles of a Stag's
Leap 2004 Cabernet Sauvignon.

   He checked, it had been a set up, she'd wanted Linnie so bad she hadn't
thought through the conditions for her handmaiden, particularly the part
about being a surrogate if mistress couldn't perform sexually.  Wonderful
Rakel was down for the count for the next two days and Thor was going to
need a woman after dinner, little Linnie was going over the bar, he knew
there'd be a whole lot of a musical group he'd liked when he was young,
Blood, Sweat and Tears, he had what he needed.  He was going to use a
really slick lubricant, Swiss Navy Silicone Lubricant, he knew he was going
to hurt her but he'd use the slickest he could, he didn't want to injure,
her besides, he intended to wear her young pussy out over the next two days
with Rakel watching then Linnie would be on hand as her mistress was
stretched and inseminated.  If he didn't have to deal with Janet and Jodi
he'd keep the two of them in bed all day tomorrow, he laid out a pair of
cotton panties and a pad, just in case, then showered and dressed casually,
again just athletic shorts and a T-shirt again commando.

   He tapped on their door, "Dinner will be up in a few, want some hors
d'oeuvres while we wait?"

   "No thank you, we'll be out in a few minutes.  Thor poured a couple
fingers of the 18 year old Macallan Single Malt and sipped it neat while he
waited.

   Both were a little tousled when they came out."

   "Napping?"

   "Just a short one," Rakel answered.

   "Would you like a drink or a glass of wine while we wait?"

   "Wine would be nice," Rakel answered.

   He poured one for her and one for Linnie, "To a special evening," he
said.

   Both raised their glasses to his.

   The girls were on their second glasses by the time the food arrived,
they ate and engaged in small talk, he had the dishes cleared, as they
walked toward the seating area Thor embraced Rakel from behind, he kissed
her neck and whispered, you're so beautiful and desirable, a hand was
caressing her abdomen, then it was on her mons, he pressed her back against
him, she felt his immense erection, it was in her anal slit.

   His hot breath was on her neck, in her ear, he whispered, I want you
Rakel, I need you."

   She answered, "I'm still so sore Thor."

   "Sure, I'm sorry, let's go into the bedroom, listen to some music and
finish our drinks, he took her hand and led her to the bedroom, calling
over his shoulder, you come too, Linnie, let's all get comfortable."

   He sat on the sofa in the conversation pit and brought up some music,
Rakel sat beside him as Linnie looked for a place to sit.

   He took her hand, "Why not sit here Linnie," he said as he pulled her
toward his lap, "Come, I want to get to know you better, intimately in
fact."

   She started to pull away, he tightened his grip, she winced as he said,
"No Linnie."

   She settled into his lap, she felt she had no choice.

   "You're cute as a button, I'm so glad that I was able to give you to
Rakel as her handmaiden, are you happy about that?"

   "I love Rakel and would do anything for her, yes, I'm happy as can be."

   "I'm so glad," "Rakel, you do want Linnie as your handmaiden, don't
you."

   "You know I do Thor, she'd my dearest friend."

   "I think it's wonderful that everyone is so satisfied with how things
have worked out."

   "Linnie, I want to be sure you understand your duties, Rakel is your
mistress, you'll take care of any of her needs that arise, maybe you could
bathe her later, I have a huge Jacuzzi tub in the bath, would you like to
get in with her and wash her, sounds like fun doesn't it."

   "I'd like to do that if Rakel likes, yes."

   "Would you like that Rakel, I bet she has really soft hands."

   Rakel stretched like a cat, "Yes, that would feel fantastic."

   "I thought so, but remember, you're her surrogate, too.  If there are
things she can't do it is your responsibility to do them for her, you
understand that, too, don't you?"

   "Yes, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for Rakel."

   "Good, good.  And Rakel, are you comfortable with Linnie standing in in
your stead."

   ""Of course Thor, I have every confidence in Linnie."

   "I'm so happy, I think we may have struck on the perfect arrangement,
let me draw your bath for you, you girls can play in the tub."

   It took a while to fill the huge Jacuzzi, Thor added some scented but
non-foaming bath salts then went out to the other room."

   "Ready, why don't you girls get undressed, do it here, I want to admire
you're beauty."

   Rakel was quick to disrobe but Linnie hesitated.

   "Come on Honey, get them off and let's get in the water, I want to feel
that Jacuzzi on my muscles."

   As she shed her white clothing he admired her, such a pity, she'd make a
wonderful breeder, she had such a nice body and, as she walked to the bath
her tight little ass was raising an erection, he considered sodomizing her
but, no, another time.

   He picked up their clothing and put it in his cabinet, they wouldn't
need it any longer this evening.

   They spent 30 minutes frolicking, they were pink from the hot water and
laughing when the came out, he got up to meet them.

   "You smell delightful, was the bath invigorating?"

   "Very," Rakel said, she was looking around.

   "Where are our clothes Thor?"

   He neared Rakel, "I like you better without them, one hand massaged her
bottom while the other dipped between her legs and stroked her."

   "I want you Rakel, I need you."

   "Thor, you know we can't at least for a couple of days, I'm just too
sore, you'd hurt me."

   "Yes, yes, you're right of course, sit on the sofa, we'll listen to a
little more music."

   "Thor, I'd like my clothes."

   "Do as I say and sit Rakel," there was a little harshness in his voice.

   She did as he told her.

   He took Linnie by the hand and took her to the sofa, he sat, pulling her
onto his lap.

   "You're so cute, I guess I'm just a lucky man," he said.

   Linnie sat shocked and afraid, he was fondling her breast, such a loving
handmaiden for the fabulous Rakel, his hand went between her legs, can you
get wet for me Linnie or does it take a woman to do that for you.  The girl
was petrified.

   "Wha, wha, whaaaat do you want?" Linnie stammered.

   "Exactly what you and Rakel agreed to, I want Rakel, Rakel can't
perform, you are her surrogate, you're agreed to be her stand-in, her
surrogate as it were, voila, you're going to do for me what Rakel can't
do."

   As Thor stood with Linnie cradled in his arms like an infant Rakel
jumped up, "Please no Thor, God no." She'd now noticed that the rack was
pulled out from the wall.

   "I told you to sit down, do it or she'll get the punishment you so
richly deserve for defying me."

   "But Thor..."

   "Rakel, obey me, you're only fortunate I'm not forcing you to be the one
to strap her down."

   He folded the small woman over the bar and secured her wrists with the
Velcro strapping, her ankles followed.

   "Come over here, I've set a chair for you, you can watch then I'll let
you take care of her, you're both going to be in my bed tonight, though.

   He picked up the bottle of Swiss Navy Silicone lube, "This is the
slickest lubricant on the market, I want to make it as easy for her as
possible."

   He used his fingers to lubricate her, he fingered it into her vagina. 
She was small and tight, once removed from virginity and that was when she
was seven, 17 years previous.  He stroked her vulva, "Relax Linnie, it will
be easier for you if you can relax.  He stroked her inner thighs, you're
too tense, the lubricant will help."

   He continued stroking her even as she whimpered, "Rakel, help me, I'm so
scared."

   "Do Rakel, try to calm your friend," Thor told her.

   Rakel finger combed her hair and kissed her cheek, "I love you Linnie,
you're doing this for me and I love you all the more for it," she began
rubbing the small girl's back as Thor moved up to her.

   He added some of the lube to himself, guided his cock to the throat of
her vagina and pressed into her, he didn't thrust like he had with Janet,
still, when the plum sized head penetrated her she gasped, moaned and cried
out for Rakel.

   Rakel watched his cock slowly slide into Linnie, it was huge, she was
amazed that he'd been able to get it into her, the tears had come, Linnie
was quietly sobbing, Rakel did what she could, she continued the back rub
and talked to her softly, "You're doing this for me Honey, it will be over
soon Baby, come on, be Mommy's good girl."

   She saw that Thor's pubic hair was now against Linnie's bottom, he was
buried in her, he held her by the hips and began to stroke, Rakel was awed,
she'd seen her share of young girls' pussies but she'd never watched as a
man took a woman.  Linnie's vagina seemed to be a tight ring around Thor's
cock, on his back stroke it appeared to clutch at him, her flesh was pulled
out, pushed in, pulled out as he continued.  Had she looked like that, too?
Of course she had, she knew she had and she knew she would again, it would
continue to happen until he'd broken her in.  It was happening to Linnie
and it would happen to her, she wondered if he'd make Linnie watch.

   He pulled out and released the straps restraining her legs, he tapped
her inner thighs, "Open wider," as she did so he entered her again.

   Linnie wasn't crying any more but the sounds she was now making made her
pain evident as she moaned, "Oh God, Jesus, Ooooh, Ooooh, Ooooooooh."

   Thor was a little surprised, aside from a broken cherry Linnie was as
tight as Rakel had been, he gave a little grin, it would be nice to have
two tight girls in his bed.

   His thrusts came faster, harder, as Linnie got louder, he told her, "I'm
gonna cum in you, I'm gonna cum in you now."

   He powered into her, his deepest penetration yet, as she moaned his face
became a rictus then he exalted, "Oh yeh, yesssss, yesssssssss," he resumed
pumping, the semen was foamy, creamy white around his pubic hair.  He
stayed in her until he'd drained himself, Linnie was no longer moaning, as
he pulled out he admired his handiwork, his sperm tinged with a small
amount of blood was oozing from the girl, he patted her ass.

   "Clean her up and turn her loose Rakel, by the way, she's an exquisite
surrogate, but it's still you I want."

   Rakel released Linnie's arms, got a warm washcloth from the bathroom,
and tenderly washed her friend.

   "Does she need panties and a pad," Thor asked.

   The blood had only been spots, he hadn't torn her, "No, I don't think so
Thor, there's no bleeding that I can see," Rakel answered.

   "Good, now let's go to bed, I've had a long, trying day."

   He put the Swiss Navy on the nightstand and climbed under the covers,
when the girls joined him, Linnie snuggled against her bigger partner.

   He watched them for a few minutes before he said, "Go ahead little one,
take Mommy's breast like you did earlier."

   They knew he had a way to watch them but that wasn't important, Linnie
fell on Rakel's nipple and began to dry nurse.

   He let them go for about ten minutes before he began caressing Linnie's
bottom, "Nice," he said.

   She felt his hand between her legs, the lubricant was cool as he readied
her.  She lifted her head, he said,

   "Don't quit but do arch your back and present yourself to me, while you
suck we're gonna fuck."

   It was easier this time, she felt a little pain as he slid in but not a
lot, he said, "Take her back in your mouth Linnie," he massaged her abdomen
as he slowly fucked her.

   When she fell off her nipple Rakel said, "She's asleep."

   He was still in her when he joined her in dreamland.

   When she awoke Rakel glanced at the clock, it was 5:47, she'd awakened
when she realized that Linnie wasn't snuggled against her, then she heard,

   "That's the way, now guide it in and sit down on me, you can take it at
your speed."

   When she looked she saw Thor laying on his back, Linnie was squatting
over him then she mouthed,

   "Unnnnn," as she sank onto his shaft.

   "God, that feels good, you're a dream Sweetie," she heard Thor say.

   Linnie began to slowly post, like a sweepstakes rider, her sounds were
not of pain, then she gave a little start.

   "Keep going, I'm going to play with you while you're on me, I want you
to cum with me in you if you can."

   "Tonight I'm going to taste you, would you like that?"

   When Linnie dreamily answered, "Unhunh," Rakel felt a twinge of
jealousy.

   She rolled over, turning her back on them but she couldn't plug her ears
to Linnie's shuddering orgasm, she heard Thor.

   "Wow, that contraction was strong, you milked me, do you like my cum in
you?"

   And another dreamy, "Unhunh."

   She threw the covers off, "I'm getting up," she said.  Linnie was still
sitting on him.

   Green eyed with envy she stormed to the bathroom, as she sat pissed and
pissing he came in, she didn't give a damn.

   "Jealous?" He asked.

   "No," she pouted.

   "Be a good girl and I'll make it up to you," he said as he turned and
walked out.

   There was tension in the air as they ate breakfast.

   "I need to go, get showered and dressed, exercise starts at nine, do I
need to call a housemother to walk you down or can you find your way?"

   "We'll be fine Thor," Rakel said.  He took the elevator down, he didn't
often go into the dorms and rooms, that was Goliath and Aphrodite's job, he
passed the blacks, the reds and was passing through the pinks when he
became conscious of the odor, estrogen, female hormones and pussy, it was
like a female athletes locker room on steroids, he passed the pale blue
rooms into the realm of the purple gang, his Golden Girls were accommodated
in a separate area, he tapped on the door.  An orange clad housemother
opened the door.

   "Morning, would you bring Jodi to me?"

   "Sold?" the lady asked.

   "No, I'm going to let her see her mother, she may not be back, I'll let
you know."

   She brought the young girl.

   "Hi Jodi, I'm Thor, we're going to meet with your mother, she wants you
with her, would you like that?"

   The girl beamed, "Oh yeah, I miss her so much."

   "She misses you, too Sweetheart."

   He took the young girl's hand, in spite of his jaded outlook he felt
like he was leading her to slaughter and, in a sense perhaps he was, still,
Janet could reconsider.

   His Golden Girls were milling around at the door, Janet had been the
first to arrive, she looked haggard, he thought, sleep had eluded her, Jodi
pulled free and ran to her, "Mommy," she called.

   Janet hugged and kissed her, "I've missed you so much Sweetheart but Mr.
Thor's going to let us be together, we just have to do a few things for
him.

   "What Mommy, what do we have to do?"

   "We'll talk about that later, right now I'm just so happy to see you."

   Rakel and Linnie were there, Rakel had her arm around Linnie's shoulder,
evidentally they'd made up, the only one missing was Deb.

   When he asked about her another of the women said, "She went into labor
early this morning, Val and the doctor are with her.

   He smiled, the baby was already sold, Aphrodite was no doubt on the
phone this moment arranging the pick-up with the attorney handling the
transaction.

   They walked for half a mile, when they returned he told Janet, "You and
Jodi go ahead, I'll meet you in room 100 in an hour."

   The women elected to stay out in the fresh air for their get together.

   Millie spoke up, "Thor if you want I'll be there for Deb, it can be
kinda rough when you wake up and you realize you've had a baby you'll never
see.  She knew from experience, she'd delivered five.

   "Good thinking Millie, I really appreciate it."

   The Golden Girls did take care of each other, there were no housemothers
in their pod.

   He took Rakel and Linnie back to his apartment.

   "Every thing Ok, how are you feeling today Rakel?"

   "Better, still a little sore but a lot better."

   "Great news, and how about you Linnie?"

   "Like I'm saddle sore."

   "Well, you did get a good ride last night, ready for another tonight?"

   "You going to do what you said?"

   "Yup, I'm going to eat you up."

   "Then I'm ready."

   He saw Rakel's spirits spiral down, he said, "And I'm going to have you
for dessert, just because I can't fuck you doesn't mean I can't pleasure
you."

   The intercom buzzed, he picked up, it was Aphrodite.

   "You talked to the attorney yet?

   "Yes, the pick-up will happen at noon but that's not why I called, we've
got a little issue, security found one of the reds wandering around in a
restricted area, I don't think she was trying to escape, just that she's a
little out of it from her heroin this morning."

   "Still, her getting out is a major breach, who's her housemother?"

   "Linda."

   "Ah shit, well have all of the housemother's in room 100 at 1:00."

   "It's gonna be crowded Thor, why not use the theater?"

   "We'll make due in 100, what do we have, 15 housemothers?"

   "Yeh, Purple, pale blue and black have two a piece, there are three in
pink and red has six."

   Red was the largest pod, the most eclectic and also the most troublesome
plus the housemothers had to administer the heroin suppositories morning
and night.  Not everyone wanted or needed the drug, some of the girls were
independent hookers in it for the money.  Others in the group were the
crack whores, overweight or butt ugly girls and even mousey matrons, the
crack whores to break methamphetamine or crack cocaine addictions, the
chubby and homely to make it a little more bearable and the matrons because
of their age, often when an adult woman with no experience as a prostitute
was taken she was difficult to control, it was easier to addict them so,
instead of fighting, morning and night they were on hands and knees with
their butts in the air awaiting their dose of artificial Nirvana.

   "We can get them all in, have them there at 1:00."

   He picked up the Swiss Navy lube, a white uniform and swung by doc
Greenbaum's office, be wanted a Phenodoz suppository, it provided both
sedation and pain relief, it was going up a cute little 12 year old's butt.

   Then he walked to room 100, he knocked lightly and went in, he locked
the door, he wanted no witnesses to what was about to happen, he took a
seat on the bed, laying the white suit beside him.

   "Have you and Jodi had an opportunity to talk?" He asked Janet.

   "A little, I told her she was going to have to do some things with you
and then she and I can be together."

   "Did you tell her what those things are?"

   "I couldn't, I'm sorry Thor," the Golden Girl said.

   "Ok, then she and I need to have a little chat." "Jodi, come over here
please."

   When she came to him he picked her up and sat her on his lap.

   "Did Mommy tell you what you're going to do for her?"

   "Unhunh, she said I was going to be her helper, if she can't do stuff
I'll do it for her."

   "That's right Sweetie, you'll be taken out of the purple gang, know what
that means?"

   "Yeh, it means you're not gonna sell me.  Some of the girls said you
sell little girls and sometimes girls are gone and don't come back."

   "So you want out of the purple gang, is that right?"

   "Yes, I want to be Mommy's helper."

   "Ok, but there is one problem, the helpers, I call them handmaidens,
need to be women not little girls and you're still a little girl, aren't
you?"

   "Well, I could be a woman, couldn't I?"

   "I think so, let me ask you, do you play with yourself?"

   "Hunh?"

   "I think you know what I'm asking Jodi, do you ever put your hand in
your panties and touch yourself."

   Her eyes dropped, she didn't answer.

   "Jodi, you need to answer me, I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't
important, do you?"

   "Sometimes when I'm in bed under the covers."

   "Why do you do it, because it feels good?"

   "I guess so."

   "You guess so, does it feel good or not?"

   "Unhunh, it feels real good."

   "Jodi, I'm going to take your panties off, I want you to show me what
you do."

   "Bu..bu,, but, my panties?"

   "Yes, your panties Sweetie, doesn't matter anyhow, you'll have new white
ones when you leave, now lift your bottom."

   He took them off and laid them beside the white uniform he'd brought, he
took the lube and suppository from his pocket and put them on the bed, too.

   "Now show me what you do?"

   She rubbed herself, her labia.

   "Try it like this," he took her hand, "Give me two fingers and use
this," he dipped her fingers into the Swiss Navy.

   "Ok, now feel this," He took her fingers and put them on her clitoris.

   "That's your clitoris Jodi, flick the tip, see how sensitive it is," she
gave a little start when she flicked it.

   "Now, rub along the sides, you're rubbing the shaft of your clit, it'll
feel nice but it's not as sensitive as the tip.  Go ahead and try it."

   "Feels good, doesn't it?"

   "Unhunh, real nice."

   He let her masturbate herself for several minutes, she was like a kid
with a new toy that was fast becoming her favorite, as she rubbed her
breathing became shallow, she spread her legs further.

   "That's a girl, now rub harder and faster."

   Her breathing went from shallow to panting, "Ok, now flick the tip, keep
doing it."

   She trembled and uttered a little moan then looked at him, eyes filled
with wonder.

   "What happened Mr.  Thor?"

   "Felt real good didn't it, you had a climax, an orgasm, they're pretty
wonderful, aren't they?"

   "Wow and double wow, that was great."

   "That's what I wanted to talk to you about Sugar, men like to give their
women orgasm, but they don't do it with their fingers."

   "How do they do it?"

   "You know what sex is, don't you?

   "Sure, a man and a woman get together and make a baby.

   "Yes, that's one reason but lots of times they have sex because it makes
them both feel good."

   "Yeh?"

   "Yeh, you know what a man's penis is, don't you?"

   "Sure, what he pees with."

   "There is that but there's more.  He traced a finger down her slit until
he found the dimple that is her vagina.

   "Put your finger where mine is, feel that little hole?"

   "Unhunh."

   "That's your vagina, a man puts his penis in that hole, that's how they
have sex."

   "That's pretty small Mr.  Thor."

   "It is but it stretches, think about it, a baby comes out there."

   "For real?"

   "Yup, for real.  But up a little bit in that hole, your vagina, there's
a membrane that covers most of the hole, the first time a man and girl have
sex it gets torn and it can hurt but that's how a man makes a girl a
woman."

   "Are you going to make me a woman so I can help Mommy?"

   "Is that what you want?"

   "Yes, I want to be with Mommy."

   "You're sure, even if if might hurt?"

   "Yes, I'm sure."

   "Ok Sweetheart we'll do it, stand up for me, I want to take your purple
shirt off 'cause you'll be getting white."

   Really he just wanted a good look at her.  Her breasts were beginning to
take shape though they were still tiny, mostly puffy nipple than full
breasts.  She still carried a little baby fat around her tummy, there were
a few fine hairs on her mound, her hips were taking on a nice flare, she
was into puberty, as Janet had said, she'd have her menarche soon.  He
turned her around, she had a full, fleshy bottom, utterly spankable and her
thighs were firm, a budding breeder if he'd ever seen one.

   "Janet, I'm going to give her a sedative and pain reliever, I think
it'll help, it's a suppository called Phenadoz."

   "Jodi Honey, I need you across my lap on your tummy, I have some things
that will make this first time easier.

   When she was across his lap he unwrapped the Phenadoz, he spread her
cheeks.

   Her head came around, "Mr.  Thor?"

   "Relax Jodi, I need to give you some medicine, I have to put it in your
bottom, you're going to feel my finger in your butt."

   He pushed it a little way in then pushed it in completely, his finger
was buried in her.

   "My finger's going to be in you for a couple of minutes until your
rectal muscles grip the suppository, we don't want it to fall out."

   After he'd taken his finger out of her rectum he took the Swiss Navy and
filled her vagina.

   "Just lay here for a few minutes to let the medicine work Sweetie."

   "You remember Janet, you need to help when we go to the rack then you
stay right with her, try to keep her calm,"

   "I remember Thor, can I hold her Thor?"

   "Of course but be careful, she has a vagina full of lubricant."

   He stood up with the girl in his arms and laid her over Janet's lap,
still in the prone position.

   Janet began caressing her daughter's bottom, "She's really cute, isn't
she?

   "I think she's lovely Janet, you made a good decision to fight to keep
her with you."

   "I'm thankful to you Thor, in spite of what's about to happen I thank
you, and look at her body, she's going to be a wonderful breeder just like
me."

   "Just like you."

   He gave it 20 minutes for the Phenadoz to take effect, "I think she's
ready Janet."

   He pulled the rack away from the wall as Janet led Jodi to it.

   "Honey, we're going to use this, I need to be able to keep you still and
have your legs spread open for me, come on, bend over it for me."

   As he guided her over he said, "Ok Janet, affix the Velcro straps to her
wrists, he bent to secure her ankles.

   "I don't like this, let me up," the young girl whined.

   "Janet, keep her calm."

   Janet noticed that Thor wasn't even erect, he was stroking some of the
lubricant on as he masturbated.  He doesn't really want to do this, he was
about to fuck a pre-menarche girl, her little girl, she stroked her hair,
"Relax Honey, please try to relax."

   Thor was finally erect, as he moved up on Jodi Janet was reminded of
just how large he was, she wanted to shout, no Thor, do whatever you want
but not that, but, it would happened no matter if she stayed or was sold,
better Thor and she got her daughter than the alternative.  She caressed
her daughter, "It'll be Ok, it'll be Ok, Mommy's here."

   She watched mesmerized as Thor guided his cock to Jodi's tiny opening,
she whimpered, "Mommy," as the head of his cock stretched the throat of her
vagina.

   "Mommy's here Baby, Mommy's here."

   Thor was a gentle with her as he could be, still she was twelve, still
immature in her development, a pre-menarche virgin, the first blood her
vagina would shed would be from the rupture of her hymen, as Thor forced
himself further into her the child begged, "Mommy it hurts, make him stop,"
with the trust that only a child can have in a parent.  He had less than an
inch into her, he stroked her plump little bottom, "You're doing good Jodi,
you're taking it like a big girl, as he worked his way another half inch
deeper he met resistance, she yelped as he touched her hymen.

   The vaginal dam that stood between virginity and womanhood, her hymen,
such a flimsy membrane but the dam that separated her virginity from the
intricate and wonderful, her cervix, her womb, fallopian tubes, ovaries,
all the things she carried that made her a woman, the mother of humanity,
the most important person (collectively) in all of the universe, the
reasons that mankind existed and prospered.

   "Janet, be ready, I'm going to take her now," Thor said.

   Janet embraced her daughter, "My poor Baby," she crooned.  She was
holding her tightly when Thor thrust.

   He felt her break, she wailed, "Mommmmeeeee, Mommmmeeeee, oh it hurts,
make it stop Mommy," punctuated by her tears.

   "The worst is over Sweetheart, Mommy's here, Mommy's here for you."

   She watched, he looked huge as his cock opened her 12 year old.  Jodi's
tear streaked face reflected her fear, her pain.

   Thor spoke, "That's all I'm going to give her," only 4-5 inches were in
the youngster, "I am going to cum in her though."

   His strokes shallow, almost gentle, he didn't want to hurt any more than
he already had.

   He had a hand on each butt cheek, he was holding her open.  Her vagina
was tight, incredibly tight, he'd never had tighter, it clutched him, like
Linnie it was stretched out on his back stroke and pushed in as he thrust
in, as though it was hanging on for dear life, she was bleeding but he'd
known that she would.

   The youngster was still whimpering for her mother's help.  "I'm going to
cum in her now," Thor announced.

   The quantity of his ejaculate more than filled her small vagina, blood
and semen were oozing from her as he continued to slowly pump her.

   Thor had been in this position too many times to remember, behind a
woman on the rack being held as he was holding Jodi, open and exposed,
still this was different, her asshole was as pink as a spring flower not
tinged beige or darker as it is in a mature woman, her buttocks soft and
quivery, she was still shedding baby fat, there was no hair evident 'though
he knew it was sprouting on her Venus mound, he stroked her tender bottom
and pulled out.  The blood and semen followed, a slow lava like flow that
began coating her inner thighs.

   "Take her down and clean her up Janet, put her on the bed."

   He picked up the white cotton panties and the pad, handing them to Janet
he said, "Use these the panties are sanitary and the pad will absorb the
bleeding."

   The youngster looked dazed, Thor asked, "Will you need Goliath's help
getting her back to your room?"

   "We'll manage," Janet replied.

   "I'll have Val stop by, she'll have some salve and balms."

   "Thank you Thor."

   "And Janet, prepare her, I want to see her again in three days, we'll
use the bed then."

   After Thor left Janet sat with her daughter for 20 minutes before the
child said, "You get to keep me now, don't you Mommy, I'm a woman now
aren't I?"

   "You certainly are Sweetheart."

   "Mommy it hurts a lot to become a woman."

   "I remember Jodi, oh how I remember."

   Thor got a sandwich and coffee, his experience with Jodi was bad but the
next might be worse, he had to deal with the irresponsible housemother, not
something he was looking forward to at all.

   The housemothers were mostly of middle age, all were former Golden
Girls, they'd given him millions via their offspring, some as few as 6 or
7, his champion had produced 13.  They were all at least semi-wealthy,
after their first he rewarded them monetarily.  Most of the girls chose to
leave with their money when he retired them, the housemothers had all
chosen to stay, they received remuneration for their efforts but the reason
that they stayed was that here was home to them.

   By one the room was filled with orange clad women.

   "Please, make yourselves as comfortable as possible, it's always a
pleasure to meet with you ladies, you're truly the backbone of my operation
and I know you enjoy my respect and admiration, so, the reason we've come
together today saddens me.  Unfortunately, one of our reds was found in a
restricted area, we don't believe she was attempting to escape but,
nonetheless it was a serious breach.  The girl will be punished, her heroin
will be withheld for two days while she's in a disciplinary cell, naked and
afraid.  But, honestly the more serious offense was the failure to
diligently monitor her, she got out undetected and I hold the housemother
responsible, Linda, come here.

   "I'm sorry Thor, it won't happen again," the woman said.

   He gave her a sad little smile, "I'm sure it won't Linda but I hope you
understand, I am going to punish you for your lack of diligence."

   She hung her head, "Yes Thor, I understand."

   "You will accept a spanking, either five minutes on the rack or ten
minutes over my lap, you may choose."

   "Your lap please."

   "Remove your clothing Linda," he instructed, he took the items from her
and laid them next to the bottle of lotion he'd brought.

   Linda was 49 years old, menopause would soon begin, she'd been
beautiful, now she was a faded rose, her breasts sagged, her tummy was a
little flabby, hips, abdomen and thighs carried a patchwork of stretch
marks, her pubic hair showed a some gray.  She'd given him nine children
and she'd never required discipline before.

   But, there's always a first time, "Linda, lie over my lap," he
commanded.

   There was no reason to delay, his hand fell on her bottom, it quivered
like jelly, the whap, whap, whap of her punishment were firm and steady, by
the fifth minute she was crying uncontrollably, when he stopped after ten
she was gasping for breath between racking sobs.

   "Ladies, you may go now," he told the assembly.

   As they filed out he picked up the bottle of lotion and gently applied
it to her scarlet cheeks.

   "I'm sorry I had to do this Linda, you know you're one of my favorites."

   His hand wandered to her vulva, her vagina was moist with her
lubrication.

   "You liked the spanking Linda?" He asked.

   "Not the spanking, but I like being on your lap Thor, it's been too
long."

   "You're right Linda, it's been too long," he stood, turned her and laid
her on the bed then dropped his athletic shorts.

   As he entered her, Linda cooed, "Oh Thor," as quickly as he was all the
way in her she climaxed.  He continued to fuck her until she'd enjoyed two
more orgasms then he said, "I'm going to cum now Linda, do you want my cum
in you?"

   She remembered the feeling, his spasming cock, the liquid warmth as his
semen pulsed into her, "Yes, oh God yes," she breathed.

   After he'd finished he gave her a hug and a kiss, "You'll be a good girl
for me, won't you Linda?"

   Once Thor had left Linda continued to lie on the bed savoring the moment
and remembering, it had been painful when he broke her in, she'd been
young, her pussy tight, it had been the same for the other housemothers,
but they, like she, had become addicted over the years, the breeding for
children, Thor was the only one who could satisfy them now, she dreamed she
could feel his semen bathing her cervix, when she got up and dressed it
would leak from her vagina, staining her panties, wetting and darkening the
crotch, the other housemothers would notice and know how her terrible
session had ended.  They'd be green with envy, she might even share, let
them taste it, they did have to take care of one another, she smiled.

   Thor entered the apartment, again the girls were absent, their door
closed, he went to his bedroom and brought up the CCTV for their room, he
smiled, Linnie was certainly taking good care of Rakel, Rakel was on her
hands and knees, Linnie was behind her giving her analingus, he brought up
the sound.  Her appreciation was evident, it seems his tall, hot blonde was
anal erotic, who'd have thunk it?  After he'd broken her in he'd explore
it.

   He kicked back, this was better than anything the TV networks offered.
His leisure didn't last nearly as long as he would have liked, Aphrodite
was on the intercom.

   "Thor, you asked me to try to find suitable handmaidens for your Golden
Girls, it's tougher than I thought it would be, so far I only see two
viable candidates, maybe a third."

   "What have you got thus far Af?"

   "Well, the questionable one just came in, she's a 27 year old
non-virgin. She's divorced with no kids, I don't even know where Joe got
her, she's kinda feisty, I was going to order heroin for her, maybe you can
talk to her.  The second is in the red unit, she's there because she's a
bit chunky, she's not a virgin but she's not very experienced either, she's
17 and seems to have an even disposition, she'd be pink if not for the
weight, the last one is pink, Hannah, the Indian chick, she came in with
your new Golden Girl, she's 15."

   "Hey, let's get PC here, it's Native American now."

   "Right and I'm only half nigger."

   "I owe you a spanking for that."

   "Come collect soon, but now, do you want to interview any of these?"

   "No rest for the wicked, yeh, guess so, let's start with Chunky, what's
her name?"

   "She's Lucy."

   "Well have Lucy in 100 in 15 minutes and bring me a white suit, if she
qualifies I'll give it to her, any idea who you want to match her with?"

   "I thought maybe Mae, she's pregnant but not that far gone, it would
give Lucy time to learn her job before before Mae delivers."

   "Ok, go ahead and get her, I'm on my way down."

   When the girl arrived her housemother escort rapped softly, Thor stood,
"Come," he said.

   The housemother prodded her, "Go ahead Lucy." She closed the door.

   Lucy only stood and stared, she was confronted by a blonde giant that
was handsome as Adonis, she knew who he was although she'd never really
seen him.

   "He smiled, "Hello Lucy, I'm Thor, do you know who I am?"

   "Everybody knows who you are sir."

   "Come in and sit, I'd like to talk to you."

   "But I haven't done anything wrong sir," she stammered.

   "No, no you haven't, please sit."

   As she sat Thor asked, "Do you know where you are Lucy, what we do?"

   "You sell girls."

   "I like to think that I'm in the wholesale business but, you're right, I
sell girls, you're wearing a red suit, do you know the significance of
that."

   "You're going to sell me someplace that's not too nice, I won't go
places like purple, blue or even pink, some pimp will probably buy me and
make me his snow bunny."

   "You seem to know a lot."

   "In the reds some of the girls were working girls, they told me what was
going to happen to them and to me."

   "When they told you, what did you feel?"

   "That my life was over, I wanted to kill myself?"

   "But you didn't, did you Lucy?"

   "I found out I was more afraid of death than I was of being turned out."

   "I see you're not a virgin Lucy, tell me about your experience."

   "There's not much to tell, I only did it twice."

   "Did you like it?"

   "The first time it burned like fire but the second was pretty nice."

   "Did you have an orgasm?"

   "Not from that, no."

   "But you have had orgasms, correct."

   "Yes, sometimes I help myself."

   "You've been the red unit for what, three months?"

   "Yes sir."

   "I'm having an auction Sunday, you won't be in the unit after that, will
you?"

   "I guess not sir?"

   "Where do you think you'll be?"

   "On my way to hell sir."

   "Could be Lucy, I'm going to ask some questions, you are to answer
truthfully, do you understand?"

   "Yes sir."

   "The guards come in on Friday nights, they get their choice of the girls
in the red unit, have you ever been chosen?"

   "No sir, I don't think they like fat girls."

   "Perhaps not but you've gotten your jollies anyhow haven't you Lucy, and
not just from your fingers.  True?"

   She blushed, her face was slightly freckled, now it was pinker than her
pussy.

   "Want to tell me about it, are you a top or a bottom, those are really
gay men's terms, but you understand my question, don't you?"

   "Yes sir, either one, whatever she wants."

   "Do you like it?"

   "I think I like boys better but it makes me feel good to make them feel
good."

   He liked her answers, she was honest and forthright and servile enough
to make a good handmaiden, she was pretty well in, just a few more tests.

   "Lucy, let me ask you, if you had the chance would you stay here or
would you like to be sold, that may sound like a strange question but if
you were on the streets you could run, the police, one of the assistance
agencies, or just beat feet for parts unknown, or do you think you could be
content staying here."

   "Here, here would be better, at least I won't get killed, I eat good, it
could be a heckava lot worse, I think."

   "Lucy, I've created a new level, you're red, you know we have others,
purple, pink, and so forth, the new level is white.  I have a group that I
call my Golden Girls although they are all really women rather than girls,
they are mature, they are not under the care and supervision of a
housemother, none are on their unit.  They are free to move about the
premises unescorted, I even take several on vacation to a little island I
own every three months, but sometimes there are things they can't, for one
reason or another do for themselves.  The are never subjected to corporal
punishment, they have their own small apartments, fridges and such for
snacks and, of course, they're never sold.  All of the housemothers are
former Golden Girls who are retired and chose to remain here."

   "Retired?"

   "Yes, when they've become of a certain age or are not as productive they
may retire, all of my Golden Girls have acquired a certain level of
affluence, several are quite wealthy."

   "You pay them?" She asked incredulously.

   "Certainly, my Golden Girls create millions in income for me every year,
I reward them for their endeavors."

   "And they can get rich."

   "Yes, and when they retire they have the choice of staying or leaving,
if they opt to leave they're provided with a new identity, one that has
been was established the first time they received their reward, then they
are resettled, resettled any place that's more than a thousand miles from
where they were taken.  'Though it might surprise you how many opt to stay
here, after so many years it's become home, a comfortable home for them,
those are the housemothers."

   "You don't punish them, you don't monitor them and they can leave after
a time, what in the world do they do?"

   "One of my largest income producers is my baby mill, I breed they, they
give me babies."

   "No, really?"

   "Absolutely, but now I've decided to make their life even more
comfortable, each of them will be assigned a helper, I call them
handmaidens, girls and women who will care for them, help with grooming,
attend to them during sickness, provide for their every need.  She'll be a
helpmate and a surrogate for the Golden Girl, she'll accept any punishment
the Golden Girl deserves and she'll be her sexual surrogate if she is
incapacitated, the girl in white will room with her Golden Girl and be
there to answer her beck and call."

   "Including her personal sexual requirements, that's why you asked me
about that, isn't it?"

   "In part, yes, you're quick Lucy, I like intelligent girls, do you think
you'd like to be a girl in white, I think we'll call White Knights."

   "You won't sell me?

   "Not unless your Golden Girl rejects you and I have to replace you."

   "God no, I'd do anything for her, are you going to let me do it, can I
have a Golden Girl?"

   "Only one more test, I mentioned that the White Knight is a surrogate
for her Golden Girl?"

   "Yes, yes, you said that."

   "Take off your clothes Lucy, I want to look at you, you'll get your
white outfit and meet your Golden Girl when we finish."

   Her clothing came off in record time.  Lucy had sandy hair that needed
styling, a pretty, freckled face with brown eyes, her bosom was full, with
dark areolas and large nipples, her tummy was puffy but her hips were wide,
nicely flared, her pubic pelt was lush and curly, he had her turn around,
in spite of the tummy most of her weight was in her ass and hips, exactly
where Thor liked to see body fat stored, she looked like a quality breeder,
she'd be a White Knight to Mae for two or three years tops, she was
destined to be a Golden Girl.

   "I like what I see Lucy, I think those cretins that passed on you made a
foolish decision.  Now lie on the bed, I'm going to fuck you but I want to
taste your nectar first."

   She lay, supine on the bed, he stripped off his T-shirt, his massive
pectorals rippled, his belly was a bulging six pack, he dropped his shorts,
his erection sprung into view, although only at half staff she was awed,
the comparison between the acne face teen that had taken her virginity and
what she now saw was like comparing a pinky finger with a young boy's arm,
she found it to be intimidating, he sat on the bed beside her.

   He fondled her breasts, "I like full breasts on my Golden Girls, I think
you could nourish twins Lucy," he went down her tummy, as he massaged her
abdomen, he said, "I know you're self-conscious about your weight, that
won't last long.  My Golden Girls have specific diets structured to their
specific requirements, I'm going to have a diet created just for you by my
dietician, that along with exercise, and we exercise every morning, in six
months you'll have the hottest body in the Golden Girl pod, his fingers
combed through her pubic hair, then he raked a finger along her Venus slit,
she was lubricating.

   "You're wet Lucy, do you want me in you?"

   "You're so big, I'm afraid you'll hurt me."

   "I will Lucy, I'll tear your sweet little pussy up, but only after I've
gobbled it down."

   He didn't let her react, he kissed her, she was tense, he'd scared her
but as his tongue explored her she relaxed, reacting, hot breath, soft lips
then teeth as he nibbled on her, then to her ear, whispered words, "you're
afraid but you want me, don't you Lucy."

   "Yes, God yes."

   He moved down to her breasts, as he fondled and sucked them, she
trembled, she'd had a little orgasm, it wasn't anything he'd physically
done, it was her mind, the world's strongest aphrodisiac, fear melded with
desire, she was lubricating so heavily he thought he might drown when he
went down.

   He took her with his mouth, he did like her taste, she was young, still
fragrant, delicious, he tongued her, she thrust up with her hips, slamming
her pelvis against his face, her excitement climbing, he felt her climax
building, he mounted her.

   His first thrust was deep, fast and hard, he knew he'd hurt her, she
cried out then, "Oh God, Ooooooooh," her contractions were magnificent,
powerful, he stopped pumping, just enjoying the feeling as her clenching
cunt tried to cut his dick off, once the contractions were spent he slowly
fucked her.

   As he stroked he talked, "You'll take good care of my Golden Girl, won't
you Lucy."

   "I'll do whatever she wants me to do."

   "I know you will.  Maybe after you learn the ropes here I'll make you a
Golden Girl, I think you'd be perfect, and besides, I like fucking you, did
I hurt you?"

   "A little bit but it was worth it, I guess you might say I learned what
getting fucked really is."

   He pulled out, he hadn't cum, he had a lot to accomplish today."

   "Go ahead, the white uniform is yours, you're a White Knight now, I'll
have Mae, your Golden Girl come here, I can introduce you and she'll take
you back to her rooms."

   He hit the intercom, "Yes Thor," Aphrodite's sexy voice.

   "Have Mae come here, Lucy's going to be her handmaiden, then send me the
new one, what's her name?"

   "Katrina Thor and she is a little stormy like I mentioned."

   Within minutes there was a knock, it was Mae.

   "Mae, this is Lucy, she'll be your handmaiden, Lucy, meet Mae, take care
of her, she's your Golden Girl."

   As they left Thor hit the intercom, "Af, I'm ready, bring on the storm."

   Things didn't start well at all, Katrina arrived being escorted by a
house mother, as the door opened she was prodded to enter, she spun, "Don't
push me damn it."

   Then she turned to the room, Thor stood waiting, he'd put his shorts on
but not his shirt, he greeted her, "Hello Katrina, come in, I'm Thor."

   "I know who you are, I've heard of you."

   "Only nice things I hope."

   "You're a kidnapper, a sex trader, a seller of little girls, a sadist,
you're despicable, the lowest form of life on earth, that's who you are,"
she spat.

   "Yeh, you're close although you've omitted some of my truly base
attributes, come in, sit down and shut up."

   "I want out of here, I want my life back."

   "Would just your life suffice?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "Are you aware of why your clothing is red?"

   "Yeh, I'm in the red unit."

   "You know about the units?"

   "Maybe a little."

   "I think you need a better understanding of your circumstances, you and
I are going to take a walk, you will not speak without my permission."

   "What..."

   "Katrina, I did not give you permission to speak, should you fail to
follow my instructions again I'll introduce you to the rack," he said,
indicating the device that stood against the wall.

   She started, What's..." Then cut herself short.

   "Better Katrina, now let's walk."

   The entered the estrogen infused air of the pods.

   "These are my purple gang, they are young virgins, they will be sold to
the highest bidder, most will fetch nearly a million dollars, none will be
forced into prostitution, they'll be concubines of wealthy men."

   They walked on, "These girls wearing pale blue are older virgins, 13 and
up, most will also be bought by individual buyers although some may be
purchased by a madam with a very high class clientele."

   They continued, "Pink, young and attractive but not virgin, most will be
trained as call girls and escorts, they will be well paid for their
efforts."

   "No need to visit the reds, you're familiar, but, so you'll know their
buyers are usually lower class bordellos and pimps, not the plush life the
first three groups will be taken into but it could be worse."

   "And this is worse, fortunately it is comprised of a small number of
girls, there are only 7 now that another was recently added," he knocked.

   "They're kept under tight security."

   A housemother opened the door, "Thor, what a surprise, we don't often
see you here in the black pod."

   "Hi Eva, honestly I try to avoid it, how are you?"

   "Ready to be rotated out, I've been here three months, the work isn't
hard what with 2 of us for seven girls but it's as joyful as a morgue."

   "I understand, new assignments will be made soon, maybe you'd like the
pale blue pod?"

   "Anywhere would be better but the pale blue girls are nice, I'd love to
go there."

   "I'll arrange it, would you be kind enough to bring Melissa up, I'd like
her to meet Katrina, Katrina is becoming a problem in the reds, perhaps she
and Melissa could become friends here."

   "Thor, you know there are no friends in black."

   "Yeh Eva, I know, but bring her up anyhow."

   When she arrived her eyes lit up, "Thor, are you taking me back to the
reds?"

   "I might consider it, we'll see."

   "Katrina, Melissa was in the red pod, she tried to escape and was
punished." "Melissa, please tell Katrina the consequences of your
foolishness."

   "Unimaginable horror, I was brought on stage naked in front of everyone
and strapped on the rack.  I was given twenty lashes with the leather
strap, I was raped twenty times by four men then Goliath took me, I passed
out, the pain was overwhelming.  When they revived me I was sodomized
twenty times by the same four men before Goliath took me that way, I
thought I was going to die."

   "Katrina, I can't even imagine the horror."

   "I can, I lived it but I lived, now I'm dead, they took my red clothes
and gave me black, I'm a dead girl walking; Thor, please put me back in the
reds, anything but here.  These girls are animals, even the housemothers
can't control them, I've been raped or sodomized with hair brushes, curling
irons, anything they can get their hands on, they've beaten me, this is the
ninth circle of Dante's hell, but there is a tenth, it's not in the Divine
Comedy though, it's in the cribs."

   "The cribs, what's that?"Katrina asked.

   "There are places in this world that would be unimaginable to you
Katrina, places where there are no women and no law.  Girls are put into
one room shanties, no facilities, no water, no electricity, only a chamber
pot and a basin of filthy water so you can wash the last man out of your
pussy to get ready for the next.  There's no bed, just a bare mattress on
the floor, where you'll service 50, 70, maybe 100 men a day.  Like I said,
I'm a dead girl walking, no one lasts much more than six months then
disease or suicide takes them."

   Katrina could only gasp.

   Melissa's eyes teared, "Please Thor, take me back, I'll never do
anything else again, ever."

   "Like I said, I'll consider it," "Let's go Katrina."

   In the hall he said, "Katrina, you can never be purple or pale blue,
they're all virgins and you're too old for pink, so you're either red or
black.  There is one other group, let's go visit them, their quarters are
separate."

   He led her down several halls until he came to a door with a sign that
said, "No unattended entry permitted." The lettering was in gold gilt, he
opened the door, it was unlocked.

   "These ladies have unfettered access to any part of our establishment,
he led her to a game room, several ladies in gold attire were there, when
they saw him they rushed to him, "Thor, it's my turn isn't it?"

   "I'm just visiting ladies, I wanted to introduce Katrina, Amy, would you
be kind enough to show Katrina through your apartment?"

   "Of course Thor."

   "Come along to my humble abode," Amy said.

   As they entered Amy's apartment, Katrina stared, the other pods she'd
visited were set up like dormitories with Housemothers for each pod, here
there were no dormitories, there were separate apartments for each of the
women, Amy took her through, there was a living room, a small kitchenette,
Amy noted that meals were taken in the common dining room, the kitchenette
was for her to prepare snacks or keep cold drinks, even wine if she wasn't
pregnant, Thor didn't permit the pregnant girls to consume alcohol.  She
had a large flat screen television and a great sound system, every amenity
except an outside line telephone and internet access from their computers,
this is my bedroom, there was a dresser, a nightstand and a king sized bed,
the walls were mirrored.  Amy pointed out the mirrors, saying, "Not
everyone has them, we can choose our own décor, I like to watch so I have
the mirrors."

   "Watch, what do you watch?"

   "Myself and Thor when he spends time with me of course, isn't he
magnificent?"

   "I think he's despicable, how can you have so much feeling for such a
man?"

   "You mean the man who has made me wealthy, the man that sees to my every
need, a man who loves me, you really don't understand what we are and what
we do in this pod, do you?"

   "No, why don't you tell me."

   "I'm sorry Katrina, but if Thor wants you to know he'll explain things
to you, now, let's finish, there's only one more room but it's more than I
need."

   Amy showed her the final room.  "It's really just a catch all now but
soon I hope to put it to good use, we Golden Girls don't have housemothers
to help us so we help each other but Thor is giving us our own personal
attendants, girls to help us with all our needs, he calls them our
handmaidens, I hope to have someone soon, this will be her bedroom."

   She then led Katrina back to Thor.

   "I hate to rush off ladies but I have things I need to accomplish, I'll
be back soon, I promise but I'll need to spend most of my time with Millie,
I know you understand."

   Several pouted, then laughed, of course we understand Thor, but please
save a little time for us.

   "I will, don't I always."

   As they passed back through the pods Katrina noticed the scent, a
familiar aroma that she couldn't quite place, he noticed that she'd sniffed
the air, "Recognize it," he asked.

   "Yes, it's familiar but I can't place it."

   "Of course you do, it's just that it's so much stronger here."

   "So what is it?"

   "Females, Katrina, females.  Currently there are 77 women and girls
here, nine have not had their menarche yet, so we're at 68, of that number
fifteen are currently pregnant, add to them Nurse Val and my assistant
Aphrodite, that leaves us with 55 fertile women, at any given time a
minimum of 14 of them will be menstruating, add to that the hormonal
changes the 15 pregnant ladies, at least 29 women are releasing hormones
resulting from bodily changes taking place while the rest are also
releasing hormones but to a lesser extent, so, as I said, the wonderful
fragrance is emanating largely from the female reproductive system, the
familiarity you have is because you've smelled your own scent at various
times, are you menstruating presently Katrina?"

   "No, no I am not."

   "Wonderful, simply wonderful Katrina," he smiled at her.

   "Ah, were back," he commented as he opened the door to room 100.

   "Please, have a seat while we talk, wold you care for a glass of wine,
there's a nice light California Chardonnay in the fridge?"

   Katrina loved a glass of wine, she viewed it as her only sinful
weakness, she was far from being an alcoholic but she dearly loved a glass
or two with her dinner and another before bed, it relaxed her still, she
was torn, why was he being kind to her?

   Desire won out over skepticism, "I'd love a glass."

   "I'll join you, you like wine then?"

   "Yes."

   "You may particularly appreciate this one, it's a 2010 Cakebread Cellars
Reserve Chardonnay, Carneros/Napa Valley," he uncorked the bottle and set
up two glasses, "May I pour?"

   "Please."

   He lifted his glass in a toast, she raised hers, "To your future," he
offered and sipped.

   She took a sip then asked, "My future?"

   "Of course Katrina, that's what were here to discuss, but first tell me
what you learned on our little fact finding tour."

   "There are better places to be than the red pod but there are worse, I
learned that I'm barred from the upper echelons for either my advanced age
or for the absence of a small membrane I lost on the back seat of a car
when I was seventeen and poor Melissa, the black unit truly is the waiting
room for hell, isn't it."

   "If given the choice, where would you choose to be, with the
understanding that you cannot escape, which pod would you select?

   "I guess it would have to be red, no one would choose black and there's
no where else for me."

   "No, I guess you're right and, honestly your housemother thinks your
more trouble than your worth, I like a bit of spice and sauciness, I find
it makes a girl far more interesting but your housemother reports that you
are disruptive and perhaps even fomenting trouble in her unit, she thinks
of you as Hurricane Katrina and wants you moved to the black pod, is she
accurate?"

   "I certainly don't want to go there, in spite of my situation I do still
love retaining my life."

   "Just so you understand, I am selling most of the reds at auction
Sunday, I can't assure you who the buyer will be, I sell to brokers or
attorneys, I rarely meet the buyer, the auction has all the appeal of a
cattle call."

   "I'm to be sold Sunday to the highest bidder?"

   "Nothing quite so personal, I sell the lots of five, I can lump some
higher quality girls with some that are one step from the black unit.  I
only have one buyer for the blacks at this month's auction, he'll take them
all, there are seven of them."

   "And the others?"

   "It's a little like a fashion show, I have nine in the purple gang,
seven are already pre-sold, so only two will be displayed, each
individually, then the parade of the ten pale blues followed by the 20
pinks."

   "And the ones in gold from the last place went?

   "My Golden Girls, they are never sold, they are permanent residents."

   "Amy said she was wealthy, that you made her wealthy, can you explain,
she wouldn't tell me anything, she said only you could."

   "Amy's a smart gal, did you notice that the group is older by and large
and that many of them are pregnant?"

   "Yes, yes I did notice."

   "Earlier when you were elaborating my bad traits you missed one, I run a
baby mill, my Golden Girls provide me with the babies."

   "My God, that can't be true," Katrina exclaimed.

   "On the contrary, 15 of them are pregnant now, one is recovering and I'm
waiting for another, Val is tracking, I'll spend some time with her when
she's ready to ovulate, each of the 17 Golden Girls will become pregnant
during a given year, perhaps two of them will miscarry or deliver a still
born, so I average 15 babies a year.  But to answer your question, yes,
most of them are wealthy or will be, I get their first born but two through
five $25,000 is deposited in an offshore bank account.  And for the fifth
they are also rewarded with $100,000, after that I deposit $50,000 for each
until they attain ten, on the tenth I lose money but like any business top
producers need to be well remunerated or they will be dissatisfied, so they
receive $250,000.  So, after ten they have accumulated $650,000.  Beyond
ten they receive $100,000 for each.  Think of their arrangement as a 401K,
they contribute and I contribute."

   "What can they contribute, they don't have access to money, do they?"

   "Katrina, they don't need money, their every need is provided, no, their
contribution is a fertilized ovum."

   "I can't imagine the anguish of losing a child every year, how do you
deal with it, their depression?"

   "Medication if necessary but all of the Golden Girls understand, they've
gone through it themselves, they create a support group that is quite
helpful but I want to lend further support, that's why each of these ladies
will be assigned a handmaiden.  The handmaidens, I've begun to call them
White Knights, will live with her Golden Girl to be at her beck and call,
providing personal services and serving as her surrogate when required."

   "It still sounds ghoulish, the loss of a child is traumatic."

   "Yes it is, I understand that.  A Golden Girl can retire after five
deliveries, if she elects to take her money and leave that's her decision,
if she wants a child I will see to it that she's pregnant when she departs.
Most of my girls don't want to leave though, life here can grow on you,
most live a lifestyle they never imagined on the outside, so they continue
to be bred until they are 43.  Like many businesses I have a mandatory
retirement age then they may become one of my housemothers, all of the
housemothers are former Golden Girls."

   "They continue to be bred, what like a stallion that's paired with a
mare?"

   "There are similarities I suppose but, unlike the mare most of the
Golden Girls look forward to it, as do I."

   She looked at him quizzically, "Why am I here Thor, I mean here with
you."

   "Aphrodite felt you might be a candidate to become one of the White
Knights but she had some reservations, on her recommendation you're being
interviewed for that position."

   "And?  You wouldn't sell me, all I'd have to do is provide assistance
and companionship to one of your, as you term them, Golden Girls?"

   "Yes Katrina, those would be your duties but I have reservations just as
Aphrodite does, would Hurricane Katrina be servile enough, I don't know. 
Some of your attributes that I appreciate in a woman, a certain
insouciance, a touch of rebelliousness, I don't believe would play well
with a White Knight, I think it would cause friction with her Golden Girl."

   Her heart sank, it was as though he'd tossed her a lift raft only to
jerk it away at the last moment.

   "But Thor, I think I can do it, at least give me a chance," she was a
proud woman but there was the hint of a plea in her voice.

   "Katrina, understand that a White Knight that's rejected by her Golden
Girl would immediately be removed to the black unit.  That's the risk you'd
be agreeing to, you're willing to take that chance?"

   A tear appeared in the corner of her left eye, as it trickled down her
cheek she said, "Please Thor, I don't want to be sold and then forced to do
the unimaginable."

   "But it's not the unimaginable is it Katrina, in fact you're imagining
it right now, aren't you, and all because you're 27 and you had that
precious little membrane ruptured ten years ago?"

   A dejected, "Yes Thor."

   He abruptly changed the subject, "Katrina when did your last period
start?"

   She thought, "A couple of weeks ago, why."

   "A couple of weeks ago, can you be more specific."

   "It will be two weeks tomorrow, I had dinner with a friend so I
remember, yes two weeks tomorrow, I was still menstruating when I was
brought here, so it ended five days after I started."

   "Are your periods regular?"

   "My cycle is 28 days, like clockwork."

   "Splendid, now Katrina I want you to stand up and undress."

   "Why..."

   "Katrina, it's not your place to question me, I give an order, I expect
it to be obeyed without question or comment, do you understand?"

   "What if I don't, you're going to beat the shit out of me."

   "Katrina, you don't understand, I've never hit a woman with a closed
fist in my life, I've never slapped a woman's face.  Let me explain, if you
had a Lamborghini and it stalled would you take a baseball bat out and beat
the car with it?  Of course you wouldn't it's a wonderful car, usually
reliable and always beautiful, no, you'd simply correct the problem, make
the necessary adjustments and then enjoy its exceptional attributes.  My
girls are exactly like that Lamborghini, beautiful but they occasionally
require a tune-up.  Now get undressed."

   "But..." she started, he'd cut her off.

   "Katrina, I thought I made myself clear, do as I've told you, now."

   "But Thor,"

   "You're beginning to exasperate me Katrina, so let me clarify, Katrina,
you have no free will, I own you, you are my possession to do with as I
choose, I can admire you, I can play with you or I can break you, those are
my options, you have none, absolutely none, now obey me."

   Finally she took her red shirt over her head.

   "Stop there," Thor said, he wanted to inspect her breasts before he was
distracted.

   They were flawless, symmetrical globes, dusty rose areolas, succulent
red nipples of a strawberry hue he estimated that she was a 34 B cup that
would swell if she were lactating.

   "You may take your panties off now."

   She did it slowly as though she was doing a strip tease for him, her
panties fell to the floor, she stepped out of them.

   "Stand still," he instructed.

   She was a redhead, about 5'9" tall, above average for a woman, he
guessed her weight to be in the 135 pound range, her complexion was creamy
white, she was a natural redhead with a pelt of unruly fiery locks.  She
was wide of hip, her legs were long and well formed.

   "Turn around Katrina."

   A full bottom with a distinct anal cleft splitting her, each cheek the
size of a ripe cantaloupe and just as appetizing.

   "You may turn back around Katrina, I want you to come to me."

   When she stood before him, he put one hand behind her, he cupped her
buttocks while the second hand massaged her abdomen, she tensed, she was
put off by what was happening, he said, "Relax Katrina, tell me, why were
you divorced?"

   "He wanted his young blonde secretary more than he wanted me."

   "Foolish man, you're a beautiful woman but, his loss is my gain, I
rather like you."

   "Spread your legs and hold still, I want to check something."

   "Don't move," he said as he took the hand that was massaging her abdomen
and placed it between her legs, fingers parted her labia, a single finger
slid into her vagina, she jumped as the digit penetrated.

   "You don't listen well Katrina, I said don't move."

   She felt his finger probing her then he withdrew it, it was moist with a
fluid that seemed to be the consistence and color of the albumin of an egg.
Between his finger and thumb he stretched the fluid, it formed a string
that stretched to nearly three inches before it broke.

   "I knew it, I just knew it Katrina, you're nearly ready to ovulate, this
is your cervical mucus, I could smell you."

   "Smell me, I don't smell anything."

   "Yes, well I somewhat of an expert when it comes to a woman's fertility
window, still we have lots more to do, there's a thermometer in the top
right drawer, get it and the jar of Vaseline beside it, I want to get your
temperature."

   To her chagrin it was a rectal thermometer, she picked it and the jar of
Vaseline up.

   "While you're there, there in the drawer to the left, bring one of
those, too.  I'm not going to beat the shit out of you as you speculated, I
have more civilized ways of emptying a female's rectum.

   She was appalled, she found a six pack of Fleet enemas, still she took
one and returned to him.

   "Lie over my lap, I'm going to take your temperature then give you an
enema, I don't want an argument."

   Docilely she complied.

   Fingers spread her buttocks, the glass tube slid in.  Katrina felt like
a little girl, she hadn't had her temperature taken in her rectum since she
was four, it didn't hurt but it was certainly invasive.

   After three minutes he withdrew it, it reflected a 1 degree elevation
beyond 98.6, not truly accurate but further confirmation of his cervical
mucus test.

   "I'm going to give you your enema now, relax, it won't hurt."

   It didn't, the nozzle slid in smoothly, she could feel the fluid flowing
into her bowels, no it didn't hurt but, my God, she had a strange man with
a tube up her butt, how humiliating could it get.

   "When you need to go the bathroom it's behind the door in the corner,"
he said as he withdrew the nozzle.

   He rubbed her back until she announced, "Gotta go," and streaked toward
the toilet.

   She took ten minutes to void her bowels.

   When she finally came out he took her back across his knees, he caressed
her ass.

   She asked, "If I was a White Knight why would I have to get my
temperature taken and have enemas?"

   "You probably wouldn't but they are duties that the Golden Girl might
require.  As an example, now Nurse Val is charged with identifying when
they are entering their fertility window but, once there is a White Knight
in place more accurate predictions will be possible, she will be charged
with tracking her Golden Girl's basal temperature along with inspecting her
cervical mucus, that will allow me to inseminate them at the ideal moment."

   "I'd need to take her rectal temperature?"

   "Every morning as soon as she awakens, even before she uses the
bathroom."

   "I did mention that the White Knight will serve as her Golden Girls
surrogate.  My Golden Girls are never subjected to corporal punishment, no
one may strike them, myself included and they, of course, know that.  Human
nature dictates that they will take advantage of that fact, some times they
act out in ways that merit discipline, discipline they know will not be
forthcoming.  But no such protection is offered to her White Knight, she
would be subject to the punishment the Golden Girl so richly deserves."

   "You mean..." she began.

   "Yes, just like this."

   Whap.  His hand struck her right cheek, she yelped, then they rained
down of her bare bottom until tears were streaming.

   "Yes, she'd be given any punishment the Golden Girl had earned."

   He massaged her pink bottom saying, "You have such a spankable ass I'm
tempted to approve you just so I can spank you again."

   Her reply was to snort, "Harrumph."

   He stood and she experienced his tremendous strength, he lifted her as
though she was a small child and laid her, prone, on the bed, he sat beside
her.

   As she lay on her tummy he said, "There is one punishment that I can
dole out directly to the girl, though some of them no longer view it as
punishment, fortunately most still fear it, she wriggled her butt, a finger
had just separated her perfect cheeks, he massaged her anus, sodomy.  Have
you ever been sodomized Katrina," he pressed her anus, "I think not, you're
amazingly tight and taut, I think you're virgin here, I imagine it would
hurt quite a lot."

   "Please don't Thor, yes, I am virgin there, please let me stay that
way."

   "In the drawer below where the thermometers are there are some bottles,
jars and tubes, go get me one, get the tube labeled Pre-Seed."

   She nearly fainted, the drawer was filled with a variety of sexual
lubricants.  She got the Pre-Seed, he was going to sodomize her, she knew
it."

   She was trembling as she handed it to him.

   "Back on the bed on your tummy," he told her.

   He straddled her hips.

   "Please Thor, don't, I'll do anything else for you."

   "Really?  Why don't you turn over so I can see your face while we talk."

   She had to wriggle, the arch made by his legs as he straddled her, her
wide hips, it was a small struggle before she was on her back.

   He did admire and appreciate her hips, broad, deliveries should be easy
for her, he did the calculations, from 27 to 43, 16, sixteen productive
years, he could get 16 children from her, perhaps several more if he used
the fertility drugs he would use with Janet.

   "Still want to be a White Knight?" He asked.

   "I don't want you to sell me Thor, I want to stay here with you," she
answered.

   "Ask me nicely." He told her.

   "Please Thor, let me stay with you, you own me, I know that, keep me, I
can be good with my Golden Girl and I can be good with you."

   He'd taken some of the lubricant and was masturbating her, he added
additional lube to his fingers only he now pressed the goo into her vagina.

   He was on his knees between her legs, he unfastened his shorts and let
them fall to his knees then kicked them off.  It was massive, Katrina
looked in awe, it was by far the largest erection she'd ever seen, he
pulled a pillow over and lifted her bottom, the pillow went under her.

   "Pull your knees up until they're pressed against your breasts and hold
them there."

   He moved against her, she felt the pressure as he guided his cock to the
throat of her vagina.

   His words nearly petrified her,

   "I don't think you'd make a suitable White Knight Katrina."

   "But Thorrrrrrrrrrrr, Aaaaaaaaaaaaah," as he knifed into her.

   Thor didn't ease up until he'd filled her vagina and passed under her
cervix.

   "Ah Jesus and Mary, you're too damned big."

   "You'll learn to love it, we'll be spending an hour or two together for
the next six days, I want a nice pool of active sperm is waiting for your
cervix to swallow it up when your precious egg drops."

   "You'll make me pregnant."

   "Of course I will, that's what I do with my Golden Girls."

   She trembled as she climaxed, her excitement nearly overwhelmed her, she
wasn't going to be sold, instead she was destined for a cloistered life of
pampered luxury, superb food, fine wine three months a year, she assumed
she'd be pregnant the other nine, her personal handmaiden who would do her
bidding, accept her punishments, punishments that she knew she'd earn, with
her high spirits she'd probably stay in trouble.

   He ejaculated in her, she felt a strange tingle, she knew her cervix was
soft and high in her vagina, it was like she could feel it drinking,
guzzling, gulping the pool of sperm he'd just served it then the sperm
racing through her womb, swimming up her fallopian tubes, searching,
searching for the egg, her precious egg dropped from her ovary, only one,
one each month, her ovaries alternating, then the moment, one of the
millions of sperm he'd released had found her single egg.  She was certain
she was pregnant, in a week or so the egg would drop down her fallopian
tube, in would implant in the wall of her uterus, she might even feel a
twinge as it burrowed in, but, she knew she was pregnant, she wouldn't tell
Thor though, she wanted her six days.

   She started to dress, he stopped her.

   "The red isn't appropriate, wait a few minutes."

   She heard Aphrodite's soft lilt, "Yes Thor."

   "Af, there's a little change in plans, I've decided that Katrina will
make a wonderful Golden Girl, please bring a gold suit for her, you have
her size, then you can show her to her new apartment and Af, when you come
bring the Indian girl, this is proving to be a long day and I have plans
for this evening."

   While they waited Katrina asked, "Thor, am I allowed to have a few
little toys among the Golden Girls?

   "Sure, my Golden Girls get whatever they want within reason, what would
you like?"

   "Maybe a vibrator, a small strap-on and a butt plug, can I have those?"

   "I don't see why not, I'll get you like a Magic Wand?"

   "And a White Knight?  Can I choose her?"

   "You have someone in mind."

   "Unhunh, I'd like Melissa, the girl in the black pod."

   "I don't think so Katrina, Melissa's going with all the other blacks on
Sunday."

   "I thought your Golden Girls got to choose, got what they wanted."

   "Ok it's Melissa, I'll have Eva bring her to you once you're settled in
your apartment."

   "Thank you Thor."

   "You're most welcome, what, you want to fill up her back passage and use
the strap-on for double penetration?"

   "No Thor, the butt plug is for me, the strap-on's for her, I want to get
loosened up with the plug then have her sodomize me with the strap-on so
I'll be ready when you put me on my tummy for my punishment, 'cause I know
me, I'll do something."

   "Ok Katrina, I'll let you surrender your virginity to a toy but she can
only back door you, your pussy's mine and mine alone."

   "I understand Thor."

   There was a rap at the door, it was Aphrodite with Hannah.

   "Once Katrina is settled have Eva bring Melissa to her, she wants her as
her White Knight."

   "You're sure Thor, she's in the black pod for a reason."

   "Hell no I'm not sure, I don't even like the idea but she's a Golden
Girl now, they're all spoiled, get what they want, she just figured it out
quicker than most."

   "And Af, have half a dozen Fleet enemas delivered to her room, too. 
Now, this is Hannah?"

   "Yes Thor."

   "Ok, take care of Katrina, Hannah and I can have our talk," "Hannah,
have seat over here."

   He closed the door and took a seat across from Hannah.

   "Hannah, I'm Thor, although I'm sure you're not too happy about being
here, I will tell you, I'm glad to have you, your a very pretty girl.  Why
don't you tell me about yourself."

   "I don't think there's a whole lot to tell, I'm only 15, I haven't lived
a lot yet, but I guess there are a few things.  I'm a volleyball player,
but I guess you know that, don't you."

   "Yes Hannah, I'm aware of that, tell me about you, why do you plait your
hair for example?''

   "It's kinda traditional, I'm Native American, from The Bad River
Lapointe Band of the Lake Superior Tribe of Chippewa Indians, we're
Ojibwe."

   "The song of Hiawatha, "By the shores of Gitche Gumee, by the shining
Big-Sea-Water," recited Thor.

   Hannah smiled, "Yes, Longfellow, Gitche Gumee is our Ojibwe name for
Lake Superior."

   "But times have changed of course, we've secured our ancient hunting and
fishing rights and we own and operate our own casino, we've become
affluent."

   "Congratulations on your success, but let's talk more about you
personally.  Your uniform is pink, that tells me that you are young and
beautiful but have been sexually active.  Like you said, you're only 15,
how is it that you're not a virgin?"

   "My cousin, I was 13, he was 18, I had a monster crush on him, he wanted
it, I gave it to him, we did it twice before I figured out that was all he
wanted from me, I broke it off, period, paragraph, end of story."

   "I suppose we should talk about what I may want."

   He explained the obligations of a White Knight, both the advantages and
the potential pitfalls.

   "If I should select you, do you think you're up to the challenge?"

   "All it sounds like is that I'd be taking care of an older woman, I took
care of my mother when she suffered from cancer, I'm a good caregiver."

   "That's great Hannah, I'm sure you'd be a wonderful asset to a Golden
Girl, but what about the surrogate part?"

   "I'm not exactly sure what that means."

   "For instance if your Golden Girl did something wrong and needed to be
punished, you would take her spanking not her or let's say I wanted to have
sex with her but she was having her period, you'd be her stand-in,
understand?"

   "The hard part, hunh?"

   "It could be viewed that way, I suppose."

   "Hannah, I almost wish you would say no, you're quite valuable to me, I
would be well paid for you, you'll make a tremendous escort, the men will
fight over who gets you, you're young, you're beautiful and, as a Native
American you'll be a new experience for most of your clientele.  You'd
command $1,000 an hour or more, at that scale you'd probably only have to
service three or four Johns a day, the rest of the day you could sit on
your cute little ass eating bon bons or watching TV, at least when you
weren't at the doctors being treated for STD's.  Sounds wonderful, doesn't
it."

   The girl physically shuddered, "No," was her terse answer.

   "Do you like your pink uniform, in many ways it's my favorite, I chose
the color specifically for your group.  Hannah, I find sex most enjoyable
with younger women, like the song, The mysteries of life solved, "It's
faster horses, younger women, older whiskey, and more money," Virgins are
fun but the most difficult, too, it's painful for the girl of course but it
can be painful for the man, too and older women, most of them are head
cases, game players, a general pain in the ass, no, for me the perfect
partner is young with limited sexual experience but not a virgin.  I chose
pink for your group because it reminds me of the succulent pink pussies in
those panties.

   He got up and walked to the chest, from the second drawer on the right
he took a bottle of lubricant, it was the Swiss Navy Silicone Lubricant, it
was the slickest he had, she was 15 and only twice removed from virginity,
she'd still be tight, slick would make it easier for both of them and,
besides, he wasn't going to impregnate her, he'd give her a Plan B pill
when they finished.  So the Pre-Seed was off the table.

   "Tell me Hannah, do you have a pretty pink pussy?"

   She blushed uncontrollably at the question.

   "Undress, I want to see Hannah."

   His eyes said he was serious, she took off her top, he prompted, "Now
the panties Sweetheart."

   When naked she stood before him he admires her.  Her ebony braids fell
over her shoulders to her immature but still ample breasts, her areolas
were milk chocolate her nipples were coffee, her body hue was shining
brass, hips were still developing but were flaring nicely, her raven pelt
was full, lush and sleek, he had her turn around, her buttocks and legs
were those of an athlete, well developed, firm and taut, if he were a buyer
rather than the seller he'd certainly bid for her.

   "Lie down on the bed Hannah," he ordered.

   Her fright was evident, as she obeyed him her trembling voice asked,
"What are you going to do to me?"

   His fingers parted her labia, her inner lips, her vaginal slit, her
urethra and clitoris were, as he had predicted, a breathtaking coral pink,
she was beautiful.

   He stood and dropped his shorts, his penis was flaccid.

   "I'm going to fuck you Hannah but I seem to have a problem, it's been a
long and stressful day, I need your help, as he sat he said, "Get me hard."
She looked at him, she had no idea what to do.

   "Use your hand Hannah," he told her as he took her hand and put it on
his cock, "Stroke it and use your mouth, suck it while you stroke."

   She stroked and tried mightily to give him fellatio, she could get no
more than the head in her mouth, just lick it Sweetie," he said, he
masturbated her as he talked.

   "You are a pretty girl Hannah, from head to toe and even in your private
places, you're beautiful.  You can stop now, "Tell me about your family, is
it large?"

   "I have five sisters and two brothers and more cousins, aunts and uncles
than I can count, yes, it's a big family."

   "So, counting you there are eight children, do you want to have lots of
children, too?"

   "Scads and scads."

   "Hannah, since you're only 15 I think you need some training and
experience so I'm going to assign you to Millie, she'd not currently
pregnant 'tho we'll change that soon, but it will give you time to learn
your duties before you have to deal with the whims and aches of a pregnant
woman.

   "Does this feel good?" he asked as he continued to toy with her clit.

   "Yeh, it does, it feels better than when I do it."

   "Maybe you'll like this even better," as he traced his tongue over her
breasts, her tummy, through her pubic hair, it split her, her flavor was
light melon and mild salt, he fed on her, as she began to gyrate be moved
upward, he wasn't going to let her climax, he flicked her urethra, her pee
hole, a drop of urine fell on his tongue, she was salty, he moved upward,
he teased the stem of her clitoris until she she started to writhe under
his attention, he raided his head,

   "Does my little Indian maid like?"

   "Don't stop, God, it's wonderful."

   "But there's so much more I want to explore, I'm going to do something I
doubt you've ever experienced, you may find it distasteful, but I want you
to to relax, if you learn to accept it you'll like it."

   He pushed her legs up so that her knees were resting on her breasts,
"Hold these for me and don't lose them," he told her.

   The tip of his tongue tracked down her vaginal slit, he dipped it into
her vagina then laved her perineum, the small area that separated vulva
from anus, then he rimmed her, she gave a start but didn't release her
legs, he licked her then circled her tight hole with his tongue.  She gave
forth a little gasp when he penetrated her, he'd pressed the tip of his
tongue against her tight crinkle, her voluntary sphincter had opened for
him, he could taste her.  The scent of a woman here always made him think
of Mother Earth, the odor of humus or deep rich black soil, earthy, the
taste like moss in a secluded forest glade, he wanted her, he wanted her
there, he wanted to meld with her, she was panting, nearing her climax
again, his fingers probed her vagina, her hot creamy juices were flowing
profusely, he wouldn't need the lubricant, she was still holding her legs,
she was open, wide, exposed, ready, he moved against her and took her with
a single powerful thrust, her head fell back as she uttered a soft,
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah," he was deep in her, he began to pump.

   "Un, un, un, un," with each of his thrusts she mouthed a quiet "Un"
sound, he moved further up on her, his penis now could rub her clitoris her
orgasm rocked her, stars exploded, the moon danced, the Sun stood still, as
she recovered he bent and kissed her, my sweet Minnehaha," he said.

   She smiled a sad smile, "But she traveled 'To the Islands of the
Blessed, To the Kingdom of Ponemah, To the Land of the Hereafter!' is that
to be my fate, too?"

   Death, that was Minnehaha's fate, no, he would protect her just as she
would protect and serve Minnie until she was ready to don her golden
attire.

   "I'll call Minnie now, she can take you back and introduce you to your
new home."

   "Thor, my cousin was a boy, a selfish little boy, now I know what being
loved by a man really is."

   He gave her one of the Plan B pills as they waited and had her dress in
her new white uniform.

   When Millie arrived he introduced her to Hannah.  Then asked,

   "Are you ready yet?"

   "I think so Thor," she said.

   "Let's check," "Hannah, in the top right drawer there is a thermometer,
get it and the small jar of Vaseline beside it, you need to take Millie's
temp."

   Millie knew the drill, her panties were already off as Hannah stood with
the thermometer and Vaseline with a blank look.

   "You've never done this before have you Sweetheart?" Millie asked.

   "I like to have my temperature taken with me over a lap, I don't know,
to me it's more intimate and less invasive, sit on the bed and hold me."

   Hannah sat, Millie prostrated herself over the girl's thighs.

   "Put a little of the grease on me then put some in me, put your finger
in me and leave it for a few moments."

   She did as she was told, "Pump it a little," Millie said.

   Millie ground her pelvis into Hannah's lap, "God I love that feeling, do
you like it," she thought about Thor's tongue but answered honestly, "I
don't know, I've never done that."

   "We'll find out tonight, you and I are going to be sleeping together,
now go ahead and put the thermometer in, it takes three minutes."

   About half a degree above normal then he had Hannah test Millie's
cervical mucus, explained the color and how to test its viscosity, the
fluid stretched for about two inches between Hannah's fingers.

   She was as ripe as a sweet Georgia peach, Thor was tired and nearly
spent, taking the virginity of 12 year old Jodi had been traumatic, then
the spanking and subsequent mercy fuck for the housemother Linda and
finally, the interviews for White Knights with Lucy, Katrina and young
Hannah, all of which had ended with the girl on her back with 10 inches of
Thor in her.  He'd bedded five women already with Rakel and Linnie still to
come, he was ready for a couple fingers of Macallan's but opportunity was
knocking, Millie was as ready as she was ever going to be and he needed to
put baby number six in her.

   "Millie," he said, "You're ready, I want to act on it, do you mind
Hannah as an audience?"

   "No, I don't mind at all, you know I need a little warm up, it's the old
joke.  How are a woman and a frying pan alike?  You've gotta get them hot
before you put the meat in, why not let Hannah get me ready, she needs to
know what I like?"

   That was a sterling idea, Thor could use the rest and watching Millie
and Hannah would be entertaining, "Sure, she's yours to do as you say, put
her to work."

   She gave Hannah a smile, "Let's have some fun Sweetie, take my top off."

   Hannah swept it over the older woman's head, Millie watched as the young
girl's eyes took her in.

   "I love to have my breasts sucked Hannah, once I'm lactating I'll feed
you.  Now get undressed, let's get in bed."

   Millie took the girl into her arms, "I told you I like to have my
breasts sucked, do that for me Sweetie."

   "God you're a natural, now the other one, oh yeh, that's it, that's it."

   After several minutes of nursing, Millie took Hannah's hand, she
whispered, "You're doing fine, stay on my breasts but I want you to play
with my pussy while you suck, use your fingers, get me wet," as she
directed the hand lower.

   "Put a finger in my slit, rub me but don't hit my clit, I don't want to
cum, that feels good, get my pussy nice and gooey, oh, oh, oh, you're a
dream Hannah, a living dream, it feels like a wonderful river coming from
me."

   He loved watching Millie's face as her arousal increased, he thought she
was nearly ready, he dropped his shorts, preparing to mount her but then,

   "God, it feels like a marsh down there, taste me Hannah," Hannah looked
up into her eyes.

   "You've never been with a woman, have you Sweetie?"

   "No, I haven't."

   "You'll learn, you'll help me and I'll help you, I think you'll like it
but now I want you to taste my honey and drink my wine, don't make me cum,
if I start hootin' stop, now take care of Mommy."

   As Hannah laved Millie's sopping slit Thor thought, Millie had called
herself Mommy, he wondered if younger girls would make the best
handmaidens, surrogate daughters for his Golden Girls, it was an idea that
had merit, he thought.

   Watching was arousing, he slowly stroked himself.  Millie moaned, then
hooted, "Stop Baby, stop, Thor?"

   She rolled from between Millie's legs, Thor rapidly took her place. 
Millie raised her legs, her cunt was wet and open.

   It was Hannah's turn to watch, her Golden Girl moaned as his huge member
filled her.  Hannah had never seen a woman being taken, being bred, the
moans and grunts, the squishy sound as he pumped her, her hoot and squeal
as a series of orgasms washed through her, his grunts as he humped her hard
and fast then held tight against her, Hannah realized he was cumming, that
they both were full of his semen.

   As they walked back to their rooms Millie commented, "He's so big, I
love it and when cums he fills me, it's so hot, now it's oozing out of me,
my panties are wet, look."

   She stopped and spread her legs, the gusset of her golden panties was
dark and damp.

   Hannah looked at her own crotch.

   "I guess it doesn't show as much on white."

   "He bred you, too," Millie asked, surprised.

   "He took me but not for breeding, he gave me a pill.  He is huge, I
didn't think I could take it but he got in me, he stretched me and it hurt.

   "Interesting, I guess we're both going to get a taste tonight, aren't
we, we are going to take care of each other and have fun doing it."

   Thor buzzed Aphrodite, "I've assigned Hannah to Millie, there's
something I want to discuss, an idea I want to bounce off you, got a few
minutes?

   Her voice and sultry she answered, "Thor you know I always have time for
you."

   Aphrodite Smithson was Jamaican by birth, a brilliant 36 year old woman
of mixed race, her father a black Jamaican her mother an Irish lass.  When
she was taken she was put in the red unit, although she was young and
beautiful her mixed heritage, though kept her from joining the pale blue
crew.  She never knew why but Thor had chosen her to work with him, she was
young, afraid and virgin.  He'd had to use the rack, she'd foolishly tried
to resist.  He'd taken her from behind, the pain when he'd broken her
cherry was excruciating.  He'd taken her to his penthouse and kept her
there for a week.  After the two days he'd given her to heal he'd tried to
breed her, the sex was constant, three, four times a day, at first it had
hurt but by the end of the week she'd learned two things, she craved his
big cock and she couldn't conceive, she was barren.  She was afraid that
he'd sell her, instead, he'd recognized her intelligence and had made her
his assistant.  She'd never leave, she enjoyed her work and her lifestyle
couldn't have been improved on, her only regret was that he didn't visit
her often enough; but he was coming now.  Aphrodite didn't wear a uniform,
she hurried, refreshing her make-up, brushing her hair then slipping into a
beautiful pale yellow gown and opening a bottle of Merlot, he knocked.

   "Come it, let's sit over here," she said as she led him to an intimate
conversation pit.  "Get comfortable, I know you've had a long day," as she
filled two wine glasses and joined him on the sofa.

   "Thank you," Thor said as he took the glass, "You're right, it's been a
long and hectic day but it may be worth it.  The girl Hannah, I paired her
up with Millie.  I think Millie immediately bonded with her, Hanna's only
15, I think she brought Millie's maternal instincts to the fore, she even
called herself Mommy and, I'd bet that within several days Hannah will be
calling her Mommy.  What would you think of the idea of only using younger
girls as the handmaidens, do you think the Golden Girls would like that?"

   "Let me mull over the pro's and con's for a minute," she sipped her
wine.

   "The only downside I see is the fact that the younger girls are more
valuable, like that Hannah girl, most would have to come from the pinks, oh
maybe an occasional red might qualify but she'd be an exception," Aphrodite
said.

   "There is that but I'd be willing to make the financial sacrifice if it
would please the Golden Girls, I've already seen one satisfied girl."

   "How's that?"

   "Uh, Millie's taking her to bed with her and I don't think it's to keep
her toes warm."

   Af chuckled, "That's not surprising, a huge percentage of younger women,
say college age, will admit to having sexual fantasies about other women.
But here we have a rather uncommon situation, don't we.  We have a group of
women who's primary sexual activity involves you breeding them, they don't
have a partner in their bed and you're only one man, there are 17 of them
now and we've discussed expanding.  Thor, I can assure you that there is
one hellava lot of sexual frustration among the Golden Girls.  You pair
them up, their handmaiden is young and attractive.  Like women do, they hug
and even kiss, it's her home, too, it's private, she walks around in just
her panties, women say things to each other that no man would ever say to
another man, her Golden Girl says, 'You have beautiful breasts, I wish mine
were as nice,' or some such thing, the handmaiden replies, 'I think yours
are fantastic, they're so full and lush,' the Golden Girl replies, 'I'm
pregnant, that's why the seen so full, I'll start lactating soon,'
handmaiden says, 'I know you're pregnant, you've got the cutest baby bump
but what does it feel like when you start to lactate?' 'My breast feel
heavy and they ache, I wish I had a man who'd suck them for me, I get so
frustrated sometimes, all I have are my fantasies and my fingers,' 'You
have Thor, don't you?' 'Listen honey, sure, I have Thor and so do 16 other
women, the last time I was with him was when he impregnated me, that was
six months ago, I won't deliver for another three months then I'll have
three months abstinence for my body to recover and that's a full year, by
then I'll be one horny lady, then I'll have six days with him, I'll
probably be pregnant by then but, I hope not cause I'll get him again when
I'm fertile again, don't you miss it, too?'

   "Quite a story Af."

   "Oh, I'm not done, 'cause the handmaiden says, ' He fucked me before he
put us together but that's the only sex I've had since I've been here, yeh,
I think about it and I miss it, too, so, like you I use my fingers but it's
not the same as when someone else is doing it, is it?' 'No, it's not, why
don't you sit with me here on the sofa, my tummy hurts, maybe you could rub
it.' She sits, she rubs, our Golden Girl says, 'That feels so good but
could you rub a little lower?' Handmaiden looks at Golden Girl, her eyes
say it all, all her mouth says is, 'Please,' that's not end of story,
that's the beginning."

   "Sounds like you've thought this out Af," Thor said.

   "I have Thor, I've thought about it a lot, I'm not so different than the
Golden Girls except I can't get pregnant, I have the same urges and the
same frustrations, I can understand wanting a young girl of my own."

   "You'd take one, you're not a Golden Girl but you're golden to me Af, I
can give you a handmaiden, too, if you want."

   "I'd have to think about it."

   Thor refilled their wine glasses.

   'Yes, I've thought about, yes."

   "Af, I don't want to offend but would you consider a black girl?"

   "I'm not offended Thor and I'm hardly racist, I'd love to have a young
Afro-American girl that I could love and, ah, teach, you have someone in
mind for me.

   "Yeh, I do, she's 16, pretty, tall and athletic, she's not a virgin but
she's hardly experienced, she's in the red unit, she'd be in pink if she
was white but you know the market."

   "Unfortunately I do, when do I get to meet her?"

   "Give me ten minutes, open another bottle of that wine, we're gonna have
a little party, and Af, put a tube of lube on the bed, I'm probably going
to need it."

   As he left Aphrodite thought, she'll be my girl but first he's going to
fuck her...on my bed with me watching.  Aphrodite Smithson loved to watch
another girl being taken by Thor, she loved to listen to her moans, groans
and wails, she loved to listen of the slap of his balls on her tight young
ass as he pumped her, it was far better than porn, it was live with the
sights and smells, the only thing better was when it was her doing the
moaning, her pretty yellow panties were damp by the time he got back with
Shiree.

   "Shiree, this is Aphrodite, Af, this is Shiree, she's a volleyball
player from Minnesota.  Why don't we sit down."

   Their glasses were waiting, Aphrodite asked, "Shiree, would you like a
glass of wine."

   The girl was startled, "Can I, really?"

   "Of course you can, you'll be living here with me, we'll share a lot of
things?"

   Thor explained the duties of a handmaiden but then added, you won't be
required to wear a uniform, Aphrodite has complete access to the outside
world and often has visitors here, what you see or hear is not to leave
these rooms.  I'll ask Af to go shopping for you tomorrow, you'll stay here
but as you gain her trust I may let you go out with her, would you like to
live here.

   The Golden Girls had nice apartments but Aphrodite's was larger and far
more opulent, she was after all indispensable to him.

   "I'd live here?" Shiree had never even been in such a nice place let
alone having lived in one and all she had to do was say yes, "Yes, yes."

   "Ok, you understand what's expected of you, particularly your
responsibility as her surrogate?"

   "I think so, yes."

   "I'm going to demonstrate those responsibilities in a moment, but to so
that we need to go into the bedroom."

   Aphrodite led the way, "Stand here a moment," she said, she sat in an
overstuffed chair while Thor sat on the bed, the lube was there.

   Again it was Aphrodite that spoke, "I think you're beautiful Shiree but
I'd like to see all of you, take off your uniform for me, you won't be
wearing red any more, any way."

   She took her top over her head and dropped her red panties.

   "Why you're fabulous," Aphrodite said.

   Shiree was tall, her athletic body was toned muscle, high firm breasts,
tight ass and thighs, a nicely trimmed bush of wild, curly black hair.

   "What Thor was talking about, doing things for me that I can't do,
imagine that Thor wants to have sex with me but I'm on my period, what
would happen, what would you do?"

   "I don't know, what am I suppose to do?"

   "Do for me what I can't, of course."

   Thor took the young girl's hand, "Come over on the bed Shiree, lie down
here beside me."

   "Now what do you suppose your responsibility is?"

   He saw fear in her eyes, "I don't know."

   "Of course you know Shiree, of course you know," he said as he stripped
off his T-shirt, stood and dropped his shorts and sat back down.

   Aphrodite rose from the chair and joined them on the bed, she wanted to
be close when it happened.

   "You'd do what I couldn't do, he wants sex with me but I can't preform,
he's going to fuck you Shiree."

   "Let's get you ready for him," Aphrodite said, she kissed the girl as
her hand sought her vulva.

   Thor watched as Af masturbated Shiree then said, "Why don't you
concentrate on her breasts, I'll take care of things here.  He laid between
her legs, his tongue replaced Aphrodite's hand.

   He tongued her until she was lubricating then got on his knees, he used
the KY Jelly, he lifted her legs so she was nicely displayed then moved up
on her, he stayed on his knees, he wanted Af to have an unobstructed view.

   He ran his cock along her slit several times then centered it on her
vagina, he thrust into her.

   Shiree moaned, God it hurt, Aphrodite kissed her swallowing her pained
sound then whispered, "It's Ok baby, remember you're doing it for me."

   Then she resumed watching as Thor slowly skewered the young black girl
on his man meat, the girl had spread her legs as far as she could, trying
to open herself wider.

   "It's so big, so damned big," she said, she looked at Aphrodite with a
plea in her eyes.

   Af wouldn't have stopped even if she could, although her own complexion
was dark, like coffee with light cream, she'd never seen a black girl being
fucked by a white man, she found the contrasts beautiful.  She could see
Shiree's pussy, pretty and pink, seemly even more so in contrast to the
dark flesh of her outer labia, labia that were parted by the huge phallus,
Thor lifted her legs and drove hard, impaling her then began to thrust.

   As he pounded into her Shiree whimpered, "It hurts, oh God, unh, unh, oh
God your cock's so big, unh, unh, yes, oh Thor, unh, unh, oh Daddy, Daddy,
oh yes."

   Aphrodite loved it, his big cock sliding in and out of the pretty pink
pussy, her sounds, the whimpering, the pleasure/pain reflected on her
lovely brown face, she could almost feel it herself, the clasping muscles
of her vagina being forced open, the tender tissue of her vaginal wall
being stretched, she remembered the first time she'd been taken by Thor
when she'd been the young girl under him, the pain as his big cock
penetrated her, now she was addicted, she wanted all ten inches of him.

   She was enjoying what she was seeing, what she was hearing but there was
a way to get an even better view.

   "Turn her over Thor, take her from behind," she rasped, her voice
aroused.

   He pulled out of her, "Turn over for me Sweetheart, good girl, now get
up on your knees and spread your legs a little."

   Before Thor could mount her Aphrodite gentle pushed her head to the
mattress, "That's right Honey, now arch your back and raise your butt, show
Thor your pretty pussy."

   She shifted on the bed, she didn't want to miss a moment, when his
fingers separated her dark brown labia displaying her lovely pink inner
core, her slit, her urethra, her clitoris, her vagina still agape, he'd
guide his cock to her precious entrance, the head reminiscent of a Redheart
plum, large and reddish purple as it strained to take her, the shaft,
thicker than a baby's arm as it slowly burrowed into her her throaty voice
as she feels the sweet anguish as he stabs into her depths, the unmatched
pleasure as he pumps.

   It began, just as she described above, just as she imagined.  As he
fucked her she wailed crazily, his hands gripped the cheeks of her
buttocks, he spread them opening her for Aphrodite's inspection, she was
dark nearly ebony, not the rosy flower of the white girls, Shiree's
appeared dark and mysterious, a tightly sealed aperture to another
pleasure; it seemed to pulse as he thrust into her, Aphrodite could smell
it all, the fragrance of her pussy, the earthy musk of her ass and
overlaying it all, Thor's masculine testosterone, the redolence of a
powerful man.

   God it was wondrous, she didn't lose concentration, not for a moment but
her mind was working, the pinks would supply most of the White Knights but
what if, say, every quarter, every three months, one of the blue crew was
chosen?  Sure, she was valuable but Af knew she could sell Thor on the idea
if he thought the Golden Girls would be entertained, not in the theater but
in the common room within the Golden Girls compound, it would be for only
them, with all of the pomp of an Aztec priest yielding his obsidian knife
on the altar, Thor would take the young girl's virginity.  Fuck, I'd pay to
watch that, Af thought, but Shiree's screams brought her back to reality.

   "Oh yeh Daddy, fuck your little girl, Ooooooooh Christ, I'm gonna cum,
fuck me Daddy, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna, ah Jesus, Aaaaaaaaaah, oh yeh, oh
yeh, Oh," the young girl collapsed to the mattress, Aphrodite went to her
as Thor pulled out, she noted that he was still erect.

   Shiree had a dazed look, "Mommy," she asked, she seemed disoriented.

   "You're fine Sweetheart, just rest for a few minutes, I'm here,
Aphrodite said.

   Thor spoke, "I didn't cum in her but she probably got some sperm anyhow,
do you have any pills?"

   "Yes, I'll give her one before we go to bed, but why didn't you cum?"

   "Your seductive outfit worked, I'm saving it for my best girl," he said
as he began removing her gown.

   Shiree had been the show for Aphrodite but now their situations were
reversed, but she didn't see what she'd expected, Aphrodite was on her
tummy.

   "This is what you want, isn't it," Thor said.

   Her answer was a sigh, he was eating her from behind.  She raised her
bottom as far as she could and arched as his tongue licked her liquid slit.
Shiree couldn't see as much as she wanted to so she watched her new
Mistress's face.  She really was a beautiful woman, Shiree wondered if
she'd look the same if she were under Thor, Aphrodite's eyes were closed
but her mouth was open as she cooed, "Aaaaaaaaah, Aaaaaaaaah, Aaaaaaaaaah."

   Then her Mistress seemed to jump, her Aaaaaahs turning to, "Ooooooooh
God Thor, yes, you know what I like, yessssss, yesssssssss."

   She looked down, shat had changed?  Her stomach roiled, it was so dirty,
Thor was licking Aphrodite's asshole as he snaked a hand under her, he
teased her clit.  My God he's eating her shit the girl thought and she
loves it.  She was writhing under his tongue assault, her scream was feral,
he had the tip of his tongue in her, her climax was explosive, he slid up
her legs.

   Shiree didn't want to watch, Thor was going to sodomize her Mistress, of
that Shiree was positive and just the thought terrorized her, her worst
nightmare was of a man forcing her backdoor open.  He didn't, he lifted her
hips, her pussy was wet, he thrust into her hard and deep, his cock was
enormous and it had been in her just a few moments ago, no damned wonder
she ached up inside.

   She soon realized, Thor had been easy maybe even gentle with her, he was
fucking Aphrodite like he owned her.  The squishy, liquid sound of her cunt
being slammed, the slap of his balls against her as he did the slamming,
Mistress was loud, her moans, her grunts as she screeched, "Oh yeh, oh yeh,
fuck me Thor, as he reached forward and squeezed her milky breast she
bucked hard back against him scream as she climaxed a second time, "Fuck me
harder, oh fuck your Momma harder, give it to me."

   Introspectively Shiree mulled over what she was watching, seeing the
fucking Aphrodite was taking she wondered if she'd get it the same way but,
more on point she remembered her Mistresses words.

   "You're to help mend you will Shiree but I'm here to help you, too,
we'll take care of each other, we'll be close friends and even more, we'll
be helpmates and bed mates for each other, we'll have fun."

   Now she knew what her Mistress liked and she knew she'd be tasting that
pretty ass sooner than later, then wondered how it would feel, Mistress had
said she'd take care of her, too, she played with herself as Thor continued
to pound.

   He powered into her and held her tight against him, Aphrodite screamed
with her orgasm, Thor roared, when he pulled out it was though he'd
overflowed her, semen along with her fluids oozed from her, white foam
covered the throat of her vagina, spent she fell forward to rest on the
mattress, her face wreathed with a smile of freshly fucked contentment.

   Thor stepped into his shorts and pulled his T-shirt back on, kissed
Aphrodite, then to Shiree said, "Take good care of her, she's precious to
me."



   As Thor departed Shiree stirred, no sense in hesitating, she massaged
Aphrodite's buttocks then rolled between her splayed legs, "relax Mistress,
let me clean you.

   First she tasted his cum then her vagina, she steeled herself and spread
Aphrodite's cheeks.  Her Mistress cooed her appreciation, it had been a
long day, with Mistress's scent and flavor lingering Shiree dozed,
Aphrodite's soft bottom her pillow.





   As he went to his apartment Thor reviewed his day, seven girls and
women, no, wait, he'd forgotten Janet, with two more still to go, ten in a
single day, he thought it was probably a record.

   He liked the service they gave him, Rakel showered with him while Linnie
set out a few snacks and poured his Macallan's.

   The scotch helped, the Viagra he swallowed with it would, too.

   Linnie brought him a second drink, although Rakel was snuggled against
he took Linnie's hand and pulled her onto his lap.

   "Tell me about your day, did you take good care of Rakel for me?"

   Linnie blushed.

   "No need to be embarrassed Little One, I'm kinda fond of her, too.  I
like looking at both of you, when we're out of this apartment you need to
wear your uniforms but in here how would you like to run around in silk
panties, would you want to get Rakel's off?"

   Just an affirmative nod.

   "Me, too," he seconded.  "I'd want to get yours off, too, in fact, I'm
going to in just a few minutes.  Then I'm going to taste your sweet pussy
before I fuck you.  We're not going to need the rack again, are we?"

   "No Thor," she quietly answered.

   Linnie was nervous when he led her to bed, Rakel came, too, she knew
he'd make her watch then it would be her turn.

   "Why don't you undress for me Linnie," he said as he stripped.

   Her fear was evident but she did as he said, he picked her up like a rag
doll and laid her on the bed.

   "I think you'll like this," he told her as his face sank between her
legs.

   If he was going to get into her without lubricant she'd need to have her
lubricating heavily but she was responding well.

   When she began to wriggle and coo, he lifted her legs and thrust into
her, it hurt her, he knew, but she was looser than the previous night, he
figured it would take a week or so to break her in, a week that he would
enjoy.

   As Rakel watched her little friend she realized that she wouldn't nice
and tight like before but then, neither would she, Thor was pulling out,
she was next.

   He kissed and gave Linnie a hug, "Why don't you have a seat over there
Little One, while Rakel and I spend some quality time.

   He got up and escorted Rakel to the bed, she didn't resist.  He
positioned her on hands and knees then gave her his mouth from behind. 
After a few minutes she lowered her chest and head to the mattress, she
raised her bottom, presenting herself for his oral attention.

   "Like that, don't you Rakel, hope you'll like this, too." He moved
upward two inches and rimmed her.  Her ring was tight, still virgin here,
she was startled at first but settled and let herself enjoy it.  It was a
different sensation, not as acute as when he was giving her cunnilingus,
but a deeper satisfying, arousing feeling,

   "Linnie get me a tube of lubricant, I want the Pre-Seed, it's in the
drawer there," he told the younger girl.

   Linnie was relieved to see that he was lubricating Rakel's vagina, in
her current position she'd been concerned that her friend was going to,
well, was going to have another orifice violated, she'd never done it nor
had she ever seen it done and she didn't want to.

   Her fears were renewed when he slid his cock along her crack touching
her anus before he guided it to her vagina, he didn't seem to thrust into
her, he held her hips and brought her back on him.

   As he slowly stroked he appreciated her tight pink pussy, her powerful
buttocks, he enjoyed his view of her tender rosebud, as soon as she was
pregnant she would lose that virginity but only after she'd witnessed
little Linnie's sodomization, he'd move them into the Golden Girls' area
then to make room for his next choice.
   Ah, so much to do, so many women to do it with...God he loved his job.