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PART TWO OF TWO
The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy
involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially
unacceptable, and messy. Only mature adults with a
firm grasp on reality should venture further. This
story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story
should be taken seriously. Readers are cautioned not
to attempt any of these acts without professional
guidance and a net. If you are underage, hit the 'K'
key. Reading stories like this can make you go blind.
If you are a servant of the Lord, looking for sinners
to convert, study this story and memorize it. This
will help you recognize sinners when you see them.
Good luck, and avoid mirrors!
Phil Phantom
"Sacrificial Lamb"
By: Tiffany
I stood in awe as Ginger resumed her exposed and vulnerable
display before the leering older black man. Tears rolled
steadily down her cheeks. Her breath came in staccato gasps
making her tits vibrate. He gazed on Ginger's spread beaver.
Gloria tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Look, if you want
one, you'll have to settle on that one. This one's reserved."
She pointed to me then marched over and took me by the
scruff of my neck and forced me over to him. She brought me
between the man and Ginger, then turned me in profile to Ginger
and pushed my head down between my knees. From between my knees,
I watched the man take out a monstrous black penis and begin
stroking it. It was easily the largest cock I'd ever seen. It
rested in his palm like a big slab of meat as he lazily stroked
its length, displaying it to Ginger's terrified eyes. I could
see her face by looking up and to my right, and see his cock by
looking between my legs. Gloria released her hold on my neck
after kicking my left foot out wide. I knew better than to raise
up. I gripped my thighs in preparation.
The man said, "How bout I jus wet the head in dis one and
fuck dat one?"
Gloria was getting a camera from the grocery bag she'd
brought in with her. She thought for a moment, then said, "I see
no harm in that, but if you try to shove that fuck stick up her
hole, I'll scream rape so loud that cops from three counties will
show up, you hear me?"
"Yes'am. Don't you fret none bout dat."
I look over and saw him press that dark purple head into the
wet slit of my daughter's pussy. He pressed hard, forcing her
lips to mold over his crown. Ginger's eyes were wide with fear,
staring at her vulnerable sex and at the cudgel knocking at the
door. He moved his cock up and down her slit, plowing her sex.
He used it to rub over her standing clit while Gloria snapped a
picture. She said, "This is too good to waste. Go ahead and see
if you can get the head in, but just the head, hear."
"Yes'am."
Gloria said to me, "You get around on the other side and
open her up wide for him."
I stood and came up on Ginger's left side as Gloria took a
position on the right. I gave Ginger a look of resignation, then
bent forward, placing my fingers along her pussy lips and pulling
out. It was the most erotic sight I'd ever seen or imagined.
Twelve inches of thick black cock, poised to enter my daughter's
small virginal pussy. Her sex lips felt taunt and hot under my
fingers. I watched closely as he grabbed her by the hips and
pulled. Ginger cried, "Oh! Oh! No! It hurts!" He kept
pulling. The big crown wedged its way past her ring of tissue
and lodged inside. Gloria took the shot after making me look
into the lens and smile. Ginger exhaled a long breath as he
stopped pulling in.
Ginger then directed me to grab his cock and pump it. I
eagerly curled my fingers around his massive member and slid the
skin back and forth. Gloria ordered me to get my face down near
the action and smile. I rested my cheek on Ginger's pubic mound
with my lips right above her erect clit, hoping to inspire my
sister. Gloria took the picture then told me to suck on her
clit. I feigned reluctance, but hungrily took her little nub
into my mouth and sucked hard, twirling my tongue around it.
Ginger moaned and stiffened under my tongue as two flashes
followed. I continued to suck on Ginger's clit until she
shuddered out a climax. Gloria ordered me back in position, and
told the man to pull out.
I got ready and he got behind me. Ginger had an excellent
view. I wanted her to see how enjoyable sex can be. I'd never
taken anything so big and worried that I might not be able to
stifle an agonized moan or groan. He entered me much easier than
he entered Ginger. He drew my ass over his cock, allowing little
time for me to adjust. I bit my tongue and took it. The pain
was excruciating at first, but I quickly adjusted. Soon he was
fucking my cunt in long deep strokes, giving me the most
deliciously wicked sensations. I began meeting his thrusts and
pulling my cheeks apart, moaning in ecstasy. I said, "Oh, yes,
fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
He did. His big, black balls slapped my ass. We made
squishy sucky fuck noises. I threw my head about crying out lewd
encouragements. We heard a female voice call from the door, "How
long you gonna be. I goota go."
He said, "Jus be a minute ma'am."
The door closed; he stepped up his pace. He pulled me back
hard and came. His warm flow triggered my climax. I ground out
my orgasm with my ass against his pubic hair. After he finished,
he pulled out. Cum poured from my gaping hole. I stood slowly,
stiff but feeling no pain. I looked to Ginger. Her face was a
mask of awe and stunned disbelief. Gloria made me pose for
Ginger with my pussy thrust out, leaking cum. She then tossed us
sack dresses from the bag and told us to put them on.
These were real burlap bag sacks. They were feed sacks with
the feed company labels still on them. They had holes for our
head and slits down both sides for our arms. While we were thus
engaged, the janitor left and a middle-aged lady entered. She
took one look at us and froze. She saw the cum streaming down my
legs, looked at Ginger still posed as she'd been instructed,
shook her head, and headed for a stall. Ginger and I quickly
donned our sacks before anyone else came in. I helped Ginger
make hers look more dresslike by folding under the extra material
at her shoulders. Gloria handed us two pieces of rope to belt
the waists. I wrapped Ginger's twice around her waist and tied
it neatly. Her sack came three inches below her crotch and
didn't look all that bad. She did not like the way the sides
left her exposed to her waist. You could see the swell of her
breasts. Ginger helped me with mine. My sack just barely made
it past my pubic hairs. I looked at myself in the mirror and
said, "Gloria, you can't possibly be thinking of taking us out in
these."
Gloria gathered our clothes, shoes and all, and deposited
them in the waste can. I used paper towels to wipe cum from my
legs as Gloria said, "Lets go. Move it!"
She took me by the elbow. Ginger followed. I wasn't
through wiping. I dropped the paper towels as Gloria thrust me
into the terminal and on toward the exit. Heads turned and
followed as we went. She marched us to an old, beat-up station
wagon. I started to get in and remembered our bags. "Gloria,
our bags?" I said.
"They'll be here next week when we come in to do our
shopping. If you two behave yourselves, we'll pick them up. Get
in."
I got in front. Ginger got sandwiched between the two boys
in the back seat. When I sat, my sack drew up so far that I sat
with my bare ass on hot vinyl. I yelled and lifted my ass.
Gloria laughed as she maneuvered the car through Batesville
traffic and I rode with my ass off the seat. We were in the
country in no time, traveling down a two lane highway.
Gradually, I regained my seat, still bare ass on vinyl. I looked
behind me to see how Ginger was doing. She sat scrunched between
the two boys, trying desperately to hide her intimate secrets.
Her arms were tucked in tightly at her sides with her hands
covering her crotch. Her sack hid little more than mine, but
she'd managed to get some under her ass. The boys were making
things difficult for her by pulling out the front of the arm
slots and looking at her tits. When she tried to shield her
tits, they tugged at the hand in her crotch. Their efforts grew
more and more intense as we went along. Ginger was trying
heroically not to make a sound, but when Chester took one hand
and Danny took the other, she cried, "No! Stop!"
Gloria ignored her so I took that as my cue and faced front.
Gloria said, "That's some kid you got there. And to think, you
owe it all to me."
I glanced back to Ginger. She fought silently to keep their
hands from her crotch, having to surrender her breasts to do so.
Each boy had a tit. I looked to Gloria and said, "I assume Hank
will be relieving her of her virginity."
"No, he'd like to, but its far to valuable to waste on him.
Even he agrees on that. No, we've arranged a trade with a
neighbor down the road: Her cherry for a pregnant sow. We need
the pigs more than Hank needs to poke a virgin."
Ginger heard everything we said. I sat back and thought.
It never occurred to me that they might sell her virginity. I
tried to think of how I should react in keeping with my game. I
said, "What does he look like. Is he at least white?"
"All our neighbors are white."
"Is he tall, short, fat?"
"What's it to you?"
"I'm just curious."
"He's taller than Ginger and shorter than Hank. He's over
fifty and has a big gut. Don't you want to know how big his dick
is? I'm sure Ginger does."
"Do you know?"
"I fuck him every Saturday. That's how we get eggs." She
looked back at Ginger and said, "His dick is half the size of
that nigger's back at the bus station, but it's just as thick.
Hey, you stop fighting my boys! If they want to look or feel,
you let them. Sit on those hands, NOW!" Ginger quickly shoved
her hands under her ass. "Pull that sack up first. Get it up
around your waist. That's it. Now, sit on them. Okay, now
place your right foot on the right door arm rest and your left
foot on the left one. DO IT, BITCH!"
I turned to watch as Ginger reluctantly followed
instructions. In doing so, she left herself totally exposed and
open. Both boys went for her pussy as Ginger began crying,
looking to me for help. I felt a twinge of guilt for getting her
into this fix, but stronger than that was the realization that my
fantasy was going to be realized in spades. Gloria told them,
"You better keep your little bony fingers out of her twat. If
you fuck up and break her cherry, your pa will beat you both to a
pulp."
Ginger sat helplessly covered with a full-body blush. The
boys teased her cunt roughly, pulling and twisting at her fleshy
parts. I saw Danny poke a stiff finger up her asshole, making
her wince. Chester knew about pussies. He rubbed her clit fast
and hard. Despite her fear and anxiety, her pussy responded to
this crude fondling. Her entire cuntal plane was quickly
saturated in her juices as were the hands that played in it. I
looked to Gloria and said, "By the looks of things, I suppose
I'll be taking her home pregnant."
"You knew that when you first called. Don't bullshit me,
Gwen. Why do you want the kid knocked up?"
"Honestly...to get back at Jeff. He really blew it, Gloria.
He ruined everything we built over eighteen years. Ginger is his
pride and joy. I want him to pay dearly."
"I never knew you had it in you. She's innocent. Don't it
bother you to sacrifice her to get even with him?"
"A little, yes. Still, it's not my fault we're here, and
there's nothing I can do about it now that we are here. I have
nothing to feel guilty about. She'd get pregnant whether I
wanted it or not."
"That's true. I haven't changed. Getting you knocked up
four times was my greatest accomplishment. It'll be a pleasure
doing Ginger. If you really want to do this right and get even
with Jeff, make her carry the kid all the way."
"Oh, I plan to. Who knows, we may keep it." Ginger had
been listening in on our conversation. I'd been glancing back,
looking mostly at her crotch. When I said this, I was looking
right into her disbelieving eyes. The look she returned
reflected her confusion. I lowered my eyes to the fingers
rubbing her clit. Chester triggered her orgasm as I watched.
Ginger's hips lifted involuntarily. She pressed hard againsyt
the doors while lifting her crotch into his fingers. She groaned
and shuddered, biting her lower lip. After she relaxed, Chester
began smearing her juices over her mound, lower belly, and inner
thighs. Danny was sucking on one tit and toying with the other.
We turned onto a dirt road ten miles out of Batesville.
Gloria said, "It's eight miles down this road to our place.
Jubel's place is on the way. We'll be dropping her off there.
He gets her for twenty-four hours."
I looked back to see how Ginger took this news. She pleaded
with her eyes. Gloria said, "Why don't you boys slip that sack
off her. Ain't nobody going see shit on this road. I want to
hand her to Jubel buck-assed naked and ready to fuck."
The boys eagerly set to work. Ginger moaned as her hands
were brought out from under her ass. She offered no resistance
as they drew her covering over her head. Gloria looked back and
said, "Place your arms out on the top of the seat, Ginger.
Stretch out and let those boys at your tits. Maybe they'll give
your cunt a rest."
Ginger followed orders. She was soon spread out and fully
open to their groping. Her tits were getting a thorough workout
with hands and mouths. She still maintained her blush and
far-off stare as we bounced and swayed down the rutted, winding
dirt road. Ten minutes later, we turned down a long drive,
arriving at a modern brick farm house. Gloria honked the horn
and got out. She opened the door and took Ginger's hand, almost
dragging her out. A rotund, balding man in bib over-alls
stepped from the porch, followed by two barefoot teenage boys
older than Ginger. Gloria picked Ginger up in her strong arms
and met them half way, transferring Ginger to the man. He took
her and went straight for the house. Ginger's panicked face
peered back at me over his shoulder as the two boys followed,
poking and slapping at her exposed flesh, laughing with glee.
My heart went out to Ginger. This was nothing like I had in
mind. Gloria got in, smiled at me and put the car in gear. She
said, "Poor thing is trembling like a leaf. Don't worry, Jubel
and his boys aren't all that mean. They'll show her a good
time."
One half mile down that same road, we pulled into a
weed-filled lot with an old trailer house on it. Junk littered
the area. The homemade add-on looked ready to fall over. The
house had a screened-in porch but no door. Chickens roamed
freely. In the back were goat pens, a hog pen, and a chicken
coop. A big mangy dog lumbered over, lazily wagging his tail.
The chain stopped his progress short of the car.
The two older boys came bounding from the trailer wearing
only cutoff army pants belted with rope. Abe opened my door and
I got out. The boys were joined by Chester and Danny. Bobby
yelled out, "Can we fuck her now, Ma?"
"Not till your pa has her."
I was stunned and turned to face Gloria. Suddenly four
pairs of hands attacked my sack dress, ripping it from my body.
I stumbled about, trying to keep my feet as sack remnants were
torn away. All that was left was the rope. Gloria came over and
wrapped a heavy link chain around my neck and secured it with a
pad lock leaving a long chain tail to drag on the ground. She
answered my quizzical look saying, "We keep our valuable pets
locked up. Go into the house and step to the back. Hank is
waiting for you."
I knew the futility of arguing or asking for mercy. I hung
my head, picked up my chain, and entered the trailer.
Inside, the trailer was a mess. It smelled dank and moldy.
I stepped over trash and dirty clothes in making my way to the
rear. Hank was naked on the bed, stroking his hardon. He
grinned evily and said, "Well, well, little Gwen Peterson. Get
over here and suck my dick! I went to him and knelt by the bed.
I took his cock in my mouth and sucked. After sucking him off,
he drank a beer while watching me masturbate. Afterwards, he
screwed my ass, my mouth, and my cunt, in that order. When he
came, he got up, went out and yelled, "Okay boys, she's all
yours."
I sat up in stunned disbelief as the thunder of happy feet
clambered through the trailer. The boys came surging into the
small room and literally feel upon me. They were all naked and
sporting erections. Those erections found holes, one by one,
until my mouth, ass, and cunt were occupied. For what seemed an
hour, they traded off and got off. Semen was everywhere. They
exhausted me. It was no fun at all the way they abused me.
After they finished with me, they took me outside. Gloria
led me out back. At the mid point of the trailer, she secured
the end of my chain to a steel stake. She pointed to a cleared
space under the trailer that had several old blankets and said,
"That's your bed, there's your water bowel, and we'll bring food
out twice a day. When it rains, you might have to get way under
there, but look out for black widow spiders."
I could not believe my ears. I said, "Gloria, no, you can't
be serious."
"Oh, I'm dead serious. I've been dreaming of this for over
twenty years, you stupid cunt."
"But Gloria, I brought you Ginger. I thought you'd be
happy."
"Oh, I'm tickled shitless. I know why you brought her, too.
You want me to do to her what I used to do to you. I will, too,
only now, I'm much better at it. I've learned so much. You'll
see. Don't worry, I'll let you both go at the end of August, but
till then, you're both mine." She chucked me roughly under the
chin and said, "Enjoy your stay, bitch!" She swaggered off,
leaving me paralyzed.
I spent three hours alone. The hot sun forced me under the
trailer. Hank, like most rednecks, owned a pack of hunting dogs
that he kept in a pen out back. They yapped and barked
constantly. Rest was out of the question. Fleas, ants, and
mosquitoes pestered me constantly and flies swarmed my wet
crotch. After an hour of swatting at them, I just let them have
me. I laid on my side and sobbed.
Just before dark, Hank and the boys came for me. They
released my chain from the stake and walked me to a shed. There,
I saw two devices made from sections of plywood and wooden
packing crates. One looked finished, while the other was in
pieces awaiting assembly. Hank ordered me to lie over the crate
after placing a cushion on it. I knelt on the plywood and leaned
over the cushion, resting my chest on the crate. The boys
attached straps to my legs and arms, securing me on all fours.
Hank draped a carpet section over my back and tied it in place,
leaving my ass exposed. My knees were eighteen inches apart, so
I was quite vulnerable.
I noticed a rope attacked to the front of the plywood base.
They picked it up and began dragging the device with me on it.
Panic welled up in me. I had no idea what their intention was,
but I knew this did not bode well. They dragged me towards the
dog pen. Our course never veered. Sudden awareness dawned and I
cried out, "No! Hank, No! What are you doing? You can't be
serious."
Hank unlatched the gate and shoed the dogs back. The boys
dragged me through until I was fully inside. They dropped the
rope and eased out, followed by Hank. He latched the gate and
said, "Don't worry, they won't bite."
I was in a total panic as the dogs came near and began
sniffing at my rear, nosing my crotch. I saw Gloria saunter over
and take her place at the fence. I looked up and said, "Why?"
She only smiled that evil smile. The dogs, meanwhile, were
getting agitated. Their excitement grew. Tongues lapped at my
crotch. Suddenly, one jumped up and began humping. I felt his
pointed prick poke at my rear openings until one lucky poke
buried it in my pussy. After that, he sank all the way and
fucked rapidly. They laughed at my humiliation. They watched
those dogs take me one after the other, some got lodged in my
ass. After all were sated, Hank told Abe, "You and Bobby get to
work on that other one. Ginger will be here tomorrow. I want it
ready. We have a bunch of friends coming over to meet our family
from up north."
My head fell. A dog came up and licked my face. Gloria
stepped into the pen and squatted at my side. She lifted my face
and turned it to hers, saying, "Honey, you ain't seen nothing
yet. I've got big plans for you and Ginger. Who knows, maybe
Ginger will deliver a litter of puppies. Won't that piss Jeff
off?" She laughed her maniacal laugh and left.
I knew we were in for a long, hot summer
THE END
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