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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: The Pact:  Episode 2 -- Things Get Complicated
Part: 9 of 47
Universe: The Pact
Summary: Complications set in for the secretive little group created by the
Pact.  The boys stumble into a potential goldmine -- but are they biting off
more than they can chew?
Content: mF ir 1st M-dom oral

The Pact:  Episode 2 -- Things Get Complicated

Chapter 9

        Randy was up early on Sunday; he put a leash on Dirk and took him
for a walk -- to Carter's -- at eight-thirty.  "Rain Man!" Damian greeted
him when he opened the door, then he squatted to scratch the dog's ears.
"Hi, Dirk!"  He stood.  "Come on in -- but let's be quiet -- everybody else
is crashed..."

        Damian had been up, anyway, thinking about plans for the near
future.  He poured Randy a cup of coffee.  "What's up?"

        "I think we got problems," Randy replied.  "Shit got complicated
overnight, for sure..."

        "Yeah?" Damian eyed his brother's friend.  "You backin' out?"

        "Too late," Randy shook his head, "But we gotta talk about some shit
went down last night.  Toby probably oughta be in on it."

        "Lemme call him."  Damian got on the phone.  Toby was home and
awake.  "What's up?" Damian relayed Toby's question.

        "I think we got technical problems," Randy replied.  "And there's
some... other shit..."

        "Bring him over," Toby told Damian.  "I'll check things out and we
can talk about the other stuff."

        "Sounds good," Damian replied.  He didn't want to wake anyone up --
and he needed to brief Mama's reaction to Toby, anyway, although that might
be better done without Rain Man...

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        Twenty minutes later, they were in Toby's room, drinking soda and
eating pastries.  "Nothing wrong with the cameras," Toby related.

        "Well, I checked last night, and there are... gaps," Randy related.

        "Like where, Rain Man?" Damian asked.

        "Like I saw Mama coming back from her shower, but not going to it."

        "Oh," Toby replied.  "I, uh, downloaded some stuff to keep the cams
from running out of storage."

        "Yeah?"

        "Yeah.  Great stuff, too.  Welcome to the group, Man.  We got
everything we need for full membership already -- everything else is gravy."

        "How much gravy do you guys figure you want?" Randy asked.

        "Well, I don't wanna be hip deep," Damian replied.  "Why?"

        "There's a... complication," Randy replied carefully.

        Toby went serious.  "Explain."

        "My sister," Randy stammered.  "My LITTLE sister, Brianne...  She
eavesdropped, somehow, and she knows fucking EVERYTHING!"

        "Holy shit!" Damian grunted, "Are we fucked?"

        "Well, no," Randy replied, "but she's blackmailing us like we're
gonna blackmail them..."

        "What does she want?" Toby asked.

        "You won't believe it -- I didn't," Randy replied.  "In the first
place, she wants all of Alyssa's girlfriends caught and fucked..."

        "What?"

        "She thinks that Alyssa is fucking them up with lesbian shit.  She
wants them all to get some dick so they ain't ruined, apparently..." Randy
shrugged.

        "Oh, boy!" Toby rolled his eyes.  "What about Alyssa?"

        "That goes double for her," Randy gusted, shaking his head.  "Brie
wants you to do her, actually, Damian -- probably more than once..."

        Damian chuckled.  "Fuckin' A...  Your little sister is something!"

        Toby grinned, "Well, you were gonna get her, anyway..."

        "Huh?" Randy grunted.  "How you figure?"

        Toby selected the video feed from Alyssa's session with Dirk the
previous afternoon.  "Because of this..."

        Randy was totally nonplussed; Sissy was fucking Dirk!  He eyed the
dog like it had two heads or something.  When the clip was over, Toby said,
"I pulled it so you wouldn't see it all by yourself and freak out, Man.  I
hope it's okay.  In any case, Dirk's dick is a dick, so Damian wins..."

        "Yah," Randy huffed agreement.  "Makes it easier all around, I
guess.  I can't fuck around protecting her from guys if she's fucking
dogs..."  He favored Dirk with another amazed glance.

        "Is your little sister making any other demands?" Toby asked.

        "Well, yeah..." Randy looked extremely uncomfortable.

        "Rain Man?  You're lookin' kinda fucked up..."

        "She, uh, wants somebody to do some show and tell with her," Randy
related.  Damian and Toby eyed each other suspiciously.  "She wants to, uh,
see a dick, up close..."

        "How close?" Toby demanded.  "How old is she, anyway?  Twelve?"

        "Yeah," Randy replied.  "And the best answer is 'sucking close'."

        "You're shitting me!" Damian grunted.

        "Nope.  She, uh, likes the smell.  She wants to play with a dick --
and drink cum.  I told her that was kinda out there..."

        "Kinda!" Toby gusted.

        "... But she pointed out that there were mothers in her middle
school class..."

        Toby shook his head.  "Whoever we get to do this is gonna need to be
covered.  I think it's best if she doesn't even know who it is, you know?"

        "Can we do that?" Randy asked.

        "Yeah, somehow.  Blindfold or something," Toby nodded.  "Let me
think about it.  If she pushes you on it, remind her that somebody could go
to jail for it and tell her that we'll come up with a solution for her.
Anything else?"

        "Not right now."

        "What's the threat?  Who's she gonna tell?" Damian asked.

        "Mama," Randy replied.

        Toby grinned.  "That might not work as well for her as she hopes..."

        "Dude?"  Randy looked confused.

        "Rain Man, I hate to break it to you, but Alyssa isn't the only
pussy Dirk is fucking at your house..." Toby revealed.

        "Uuuuhhhh..."  Randy turned a little bit green.  "Mama?"

        Toby nodded.

        "You're shittin' me, right?"

        Toby reached for the keyboard and mouse, but Randy forestalled him.
"I dunno if I wanna see that."

        Toby nodded.  "It's why you didn't see her leave her room for the
shower, Man.  I extracted it, too.  But I have it."  He swatted Randy on the
back, "Cheer up, Man -- we'll be seeing to it that she gets some dick, too!"

        "What?"  Randy was awash.

        "We'll set her up with some dick, Man.  Then she won't have to do
Dirk." Toby repeated.

        "You'd go fuckin' my mama?" Randy got angry.

        "Dude, I think it's time you got the whole word," Damian said,
putting a hand on Randy's arm.  "It's time you knew shit.  Relax a minute
and we'll give you the whole enchilada..."  Damian and Toby spent the next
fifteen minutes amazing Randy with the complete in-briefing to the group.
Damian finished up with, "So you see, when Toby was talkin' about fucking
your mama, it wasn't as if she'd be getting special treatment, or anything.
You'll probably fuck his -- and mine, and Rick's, and Lon's..."  He paused.
"That reminds me -- I told Mama last night and she shit a brick -- and she
figures Beth and Candace and Jean will, too."

        "Well, we've got this bunch right where we want them, up front,"
Toby grunted.  "That Reyes girl is hot, even if the Hart chick is a little
rough to look at.  And BOTH of them are on video with Dirk's tongue in their
snatches!"  He glanced at Randy.  "What do you figure the total headcount
is?"

        "Six, I figure," Randy grunted.

        "That's a lot," Toby sighed.  "We may need to recruit more guys."

        Damian nodded.  "A couple of white guys, I think."

        Randy blinked.  "To fuck sistahs?"

        "Dude, one of the big problems we got right now is bruthahs stickin'
dicks in white mamas.  We need to even the score before shit rolls
downhill," Damian related.

        "That mean I don't get no white pussy?" Randy whined.

        "Nope," Damian replied.  "But you look the other way when white
dudes fuck sistahs.  You can do that, right?"

        "Yah."  Randy nodded.  "I can do that."

        "Cool.  Right this second, I can't offer much.  Mama knows, but she
worked late last night, and she's in bed.  Toby's mama don't know -- and she
works with Mama, so she's the same place.  But we'll tighten you up in the
next couple of days," Damian promised.

        Toby looked thoughtful.  "You know..."

        Damian picked it up.  "Yeah."  He turned to Randy, "Rain Man, it's
like this.  Some of the chicks in the group like to be told what to do --
Toby's Ma, in particular.  We aren't either one of us worried about what
she'll think about shit because she's gonna do what we tell her, anyway.
Now, the downside is that she's maybe the biggest bitch in the group..."

        "I don't get it," Randy replied.  "What are you saying?"

        "I'm saying if you ain't gonna get all judgmental, you don't have to
wait to get laid..."

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        "Ma, wake up!"

        "Hunh?"  Beth looked around, startled.

        "I'm gonna turn on the lamp," Toby warned.  Due to Beth's working
hours, her room could be blacked out completely, and it currently was.

        "Okay."  Beth yawned and stretched.  "What time is it?"

        "Time for you to get up, Slut." Damian grunted, as Toby turned on
the light.

        "Master?" Beth queried as she rubbed her eyes.

        "Yah," Damian grunted.  "You got anything to say?"

        "Welcome to my bedroom, Master," Beth intoned, blinking still bleary
eyes.  "How may I help you?"

        "Cool!" Randy gushed.  Damian was calling her names and shit and
Toby's mama was acting like it was all cool...

        "Sit up and pull your nightie off, Slut.  Show Rain Man, here, your
titties."

        "Rain Man?"  Beth's eyes weren't working yet, but she pulled her
nightgown over her head.

        "Way cool!" Randy exclaimed.

        "Throw off the blankets so Rain Man can see the whole package,"
Damian directed.  "If you're a good slut, you might get a fuck or two out of
it."

        Randy couldn't believe his ears.  He couldn't believe his eyes,
either; Toby's mama just did whatever Damian told her to, no questions
asked!  Her eyes finally focused on him.  "Rain Man?"  He nodded, unable to
speak.

        "Rain Man is the group's newest member, Ma," Toby related.  "Damian
and I are spearheading a drive for fresh meat, and Rain Man is supplying us
with some black girls -- or candidates, at least.  We figure that will help
ease the racial tensions in the group."

        "Uh huh."  Beth stared at Randy; she wasn't awake enough to take it
all in yet.

        "Stand up, Bitch.  Show the man your wares."  Beth followed Damian's
instructions and stood facing Randy.  "Turn around and show him your fuck
holes," Damian directed.  Beth complied, turning around and bending over,
bracing herself on the bed.  "It's on you, Man," Damian told Randy.  "You
can have this now or wait 'til later.  I know you got worries about heavies,
but Beth fucks and sucks like nobody's business.  I fucked her, what,
Monday?"

        "Yes, Master," Beth agreed.

        "So it ain't like I'm dumping bad shit on you..." Damian finished.

        Randy's eyes had departed their sockets some time back.  Pussy!
Willing pussy!  WHITE willing pussy!  HOLY FUCK!  "What'll she do?" he
croaked, his mouth dry.

        Damian chuckled.  "Anything you can think of, Man -- and she can
probably make a couple of suggestions that would make you blow a wad in your
pants!"

        Randy turned to Toby.  "This is okay?"

        Toby turned to Beth, "Want some dick, Ma?"

        Beth locked eyes with Randy and licked her lips.  "Please."

        Randy's cock almost let go right there!  Damian, watching him,
grinned; Rain Man was starting to sweat.  "Well?"

        "This is, uh, just fine..." Randy croaked.

        "Okay, Slut, show Rain Man a good time.  He's cherry, I think, so
take it easy on him, understand?"

        "Yes, Master!" Beth's eyes glowed.

        "Let's go have coffee, Toby."  Damian walked out.  Toby followed and
closed the door.

        Beth dropped her eyes.  "I'm sorry I'm fat and ugly..."

        "You are?"  Fuck!  She was a little thick, maybe, but...  "You're,
uhh, fine, really."

        "What would you like to do?" Beth asked, coming slowly forward.
Rain Man looked like he might run at any second.

        "I...  Fuck?" Randy got out.

        "Goody."  Beth came within reach.  "Have you ever touched a woman
before?"

        "N-no..."

        "Go ahead -- that's what I'm here for.  You don't have to be scared
of me..." Beth husked.  Randy reached out a sweaty hand -- for a breast, of
course -- and Beth stood still with her eyes closed while he got his first
feel.  "Mmmmmm.  Go ahead, you won't hurt them.  Do whatever..."  Randy's
mouth on her nipple stopped the sentence -- it didn't need finishing.  He
was shaking like a leaf, but he was fully engaged...  She caressed the back
of his head.  "Go ahead -- you can touch anything you want.  Would you like
to touch my pussy?"

        "Hrrgh..."  Randy was totally awash.

        Beth suddenly realized that Rain Man was going to embarrass himself
if she over-stimulated him.  "Sweetie?  Can I make a couple of suggestions?"

        "Huh?"  Randy's eyes were glazed; he was afloat in something beyond
fantasy.

        "Sweetie, I think things are moving too fast, and you're gonna be
unhappy if we're not careful.  Will you let Auntie Beth drive for a little
while?  I promise you'll get it all..."

        "Okay," he croaked.

        "Let's get you out of those jeans..."  Beth undid Randy's belt and
zipper, and started tugging at his jeans.  Randy was beside himself; he
could feel his jism rising from his balls...

        But Beth reached into his underwear and captured his rigid cock,
squeezing hard at the base -- and the urgency backed off...  "Ow!"

        "I'm sorry, Sweetie, but we both know you were going to shoot.
Wouldn't you rather enjoy it, first?" Beth asked.

        "Yeah," Randy gasped, nodding.

        "Good.  You're all charged up, so I'm going to suck it, okay?" Beth
smiled up at him.

        "Yeah..."  'My first blow job!  Holy shit!'

        "This is so nice!" Beth cooed.  "So big!"  It WAS, too!  Rain Man
was sporting almost eight inches!  Her eyes glowed.

        "Tha...  AAAHHHHH!!!"  Randy watched, bug-eyed, as Beth made half of
his dick disappear in to the hot, liquid furnace of her mouth.  It was...
incredible!

        Beth knew that this wouldn't last long -- the kid was dripping sweat
and shaking like a leaf -- and his cock was like blued steel!  She withdrew
until she was kissing his exposed glans, then moved forward to take it
all...

        "MOTHERFUCK!!!"  Randy's vision whited out as Beth's lips hit the
fur at the root of his cock -- and it swelled and surged and started
blasting jizz right into her mouth!  Beth backed off so she could catch his
ejaculate in her mouth and held his hips as his knees shook and went weak.
Randy came and came and came -- it seemed like his dick was never gonna stop
pulsing!  And the whole time this big white woman sucked and swallowed and
smiled around his cock...

        Finally, the sensations were too intense, and he staggered back.
"Fuck!" he gasped, "I'm done..."

        Toby's mama -- Beth? -- opened her mouth to show him a mouthful of
his jizz, then swallowed it, smiling.  "I doubt it," she retorted, "I bet
you have a good long fuck left in you -- maybe two!"  She reached out and
jacked him, then brought her hand to her lips so she could clean the dribble
of his cum that she'd milked from his cock with her tongue.  "We just took
the edge off."  She stood and took his hand, leading him to the bed.
"C'mon, Sweetie!  You can have anything you want.  Do you want to fuck doggy
style?"

        Randy grimaced, thinking about Dirk.  "N-no.  I think the first time
should be the regular way..."  Whatever that was.  On her back, right?  With
him between her legs?

        It seemed to be; that's how she arranged herself on the bed...  he
held his hand and drew him to her.  "Do you want to look, first?  I've
shaved, so things show better than they normally would..."

        Randy swallowed.  "Okay."

        The next couple of minutes were an anatomy lesson.  Randy learned
about clitorises and inner and outer labia and the perineum, and where the
vaginal opening was situated -- not to mention what felt good and what
didn't and what activities were a good idea and what ones weren't.  "Of
course," Beth finished, "I'm not a normal girl, and we're all different.  I
gave you the general tour, which will usually get you by with a regular girl
-- but it's always a good idea to ask a girl what she likes...  Me, I
actually enjoy a little pain, every once in a while."  She flopped back.
"Any time you're ready, Sweetie, we'll get it on..."

        Randy climbed onto the bed as if he was in a video being fast-
forwarded -- then paused.  This was just scary...  He crawled up and tried
to find Beth's vagina by feel, but he was off.  "I can't..."

        "Let me."  Beth reached down and nestled the tip of his cock against
her opening.  "Go ahead..."

        Randy had thought her MOUTH was good!  HOLY SHIT!  THIS was like
being clasped by something dipped in hot oil!  It was indescribable!  And it
took his entire cock!  He sank slowly home to the root; instinct drew him
back, then he sank into her again.  "AAAAHHHHHH!!!"

        "Ohhhhh!" Beth purred.  "Sweetie, that's soooo good!  Fuck me,
Sweetie!  Push that fuck stick of yours in and out of ol' Auntie Beth until
we both scream!"

        Randy took off like an over-bred jackrabbit, but Beth soon slowed
him down to a lope that would allow him to go for a long distance.  "It's
better if you go a little slower, Sweetie," she admonished, caressing his
sweaty flanks.  He adapted and she smiled up at him.  "I like to cum -- and
I cum a lot -- little ones, like... OOOHHH!"  Her eyes popped and she
hunched, then went slack.  "Like that.  You just ride me until you're tired
-- I want your cum!"

        Randy nodded, panting, his eyes huge.  He'd made a woman cum!  He
was a man!  This was so...  He really didn't have the attention span left to
finish the thought -- it was too important that he keep stroking in and out
of Beth's hot, wet pussy...

        He remained in the saddle for maybe five minutes -- the most
significant five minutes of his young life!  When his balls swelled and his
muscles locked up and he forced his steel-hard prong into her depths to pump
out his first load of jizz in a real pussy, he was forever changed.  This
was what a man did!  He was a man!  He might not look any different, but the
whole world had changed...

        Beth supported this opinion, cooing and caressing him and thanking
him for his cum, telling him he'd done a wonderful job and what a pleasure
and honor it was to accept his very first load.  Randy KNEW that he'd given
her three of those orgasms -- you could tell very easily when she got off...
He was proud of himself in a way that he had never been even given an
opportunity to be before...

        After relaxing a moment, Randy struggled up and mumbled, "NOW, I'm
done..."

        Beth got a distant look on her face, and he felt her pussy clutch
him.  "Are you sure? I think you're still hard..."  She smiled.  "I think
maybe you've got another load in there...  Why don't you wiggle it a little
bit?"

        Randy WASN'T done -- it was fifteen minutes and five more cums for
Beth before he WAS done -- and after THAT, well, Rain Man's ego had gotten a
SERIOUS boost!  When he walked into the kitchen, pulling his shirt back on,
he was grinning from ear to ear.

        Damian looked up from his coffee.  "So, like, what you been doin'
for the last half hour?"

        Randy blinked.  "Well, fucking!"

        Damian grunted.  "That handles, like, the first five minutes, maybe.
Ten if Beth took pity on you.  How many times you cum?"

        "Counting the blowjob?" Randy replied, "Three."

        Damian cocked his head.  "No shit?"

        Beth came out of the bedroom, smiling, and nodded, so Randy's "No
shit" wasn't required.  Damian looked back at Randy, "Stud, huh?  Well, we
could use one.  Seven or eight more women..."

        "What?" Beth blinked.

        "Turns out Dirk has a whole stable full of bitches," Damian
explained.  "Rain Man's sister and his mama, for two.  Rain Man's sister
Alyssa has been introducing him to girls all over the neighborhood, too."

        "Don't forget our other little problem," Toby piped up.

        "Yah," Damian grunted.  "Rain Man's got a little sister -- and I
mean little, she's twelve -- who knows too much and wants to play with
dicks."

        "Doggy dicks?" Beth asked.

        "No, guys'," Randy replied.  "She thinks cum smells nice and might
taste good...  I don't think she wants to fuck yet, just give blowjobs."

        Beth thought about it.  "Since you're all underage, even if it's
only a little bit, you MIGHT not get into trouble..."

        Toby shook his head.  "It's risky.  Besides, I don't know if anybody
really wants to do a twelve-year-old -- except maybe another one.  I think
we need something anonymous -- on both sides.  She shouldn't see the guy, so
she can't finger him, later -- and he shouldn't see her, in case he
freaks..."

        Beth racked her brain.  "Anonymous.  There's something...  Let me
think about it."

        "While you're thinking, come over here and give me some head,
Bitch," Damian grunted.

        Beth smiled.  "Yes, Master."  She knelt, pulled down his sweatpants,
and sucked him in; the attention she gave the blowjob left no extra capacity
for thought, however.  Randy watched, goggle-eyed.  "How does she do that?"
he asked Toby, watching her bury her nose in Damian's pubes.

        "Practice," Toby replied.  "Besides, she likes sucking cock."

        "Don't you get upset about this shit?" Randy asked.

        "No."  Toby shook his head.  "Ma did without sex for years -- and
she shouldn't have.  Besides, she's a little weird -- she LIKES being told
what to do and being slapped around and stuff -- and she could probably fuck
us all into the ground in one sitting!"

        "Well..." Randy muttered, "Damian's black.  I'm black..."

        Toby shrugged.  "So is Terence.  Ma gets white dick, too.  It's not
a race thing.  I don't have a race thing -- but a couple of guys in the
group do."  He eyed Randy.  "White guys are gonna fuck YOUR ma, if we do
things the way we usually do.  I've fucked Damian's ma..."

        "Yeah?" Randy checked with Damian.

        "Oh, yeah," Damian agreed.  "When you look at who is in the group,
if Mama was gonna get any dick it would have to come from a white dude --
and that's why we joined, so Mama could get dick and Big Bro and I could get
pussy..."

        "And that's cool?"

        "Yeah, no problem.  I'd be pretty fucked up not to allow it,
considering..."  Damian looked down at where Beth was vacuuming his cock.
"You need to be cool with it, too, or we'll just end up having more
trouble..."  He gave Randy a hard look.

        "Yeah, okay, cool.  No problem," Randy replied.  "Look, you ain't
gonna, like, force Mama, are you?"

        "Well, it IS blackmail," Damian pointed out.  "I don't plan to stick
a gun to her head, though.  On the other hand, it's for her own good.  Dirk
ain't exactly her perfect lover."

        Randy nodded.  "Cool.  I gotta go, I guess.  Nobody knows where I
am."

        Damian nodded.  "This thing is gonna free you up some, too -- your
mama isn't gonna be able to ride herd on you like she has been any more..."

        Randy nodded.  "Yeah.  When are we gonna lower the boom?"

        "Let's wait, if possible, until we get your sister's whole harem on
tape," Toby suggested.  "Tell your little sister we're gonna need time to
give her what she wants.  Of course, if it's an emergency, do what you have
to."

        Dirk was over sniffing at Beth's ass; Randy collected his leash and
pulled him away, mumbling, "Not that one."

        "Too late," Damian grinned.  "He's done her already.  In the ass."

        Randy shook his head and dragged a reluctant Dirk out the door.

        "Okay, Bitch, let's fuck," Damian announced.  He bent Beth over the
kitchen table and took her from behind.

        "I think I'll go somewhere else for a while," Toby grinned, and left
his mother making happy noises to the accompaniment of Damian's slamming
strokes.

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        Lon called around that evening, asking Toby and Rick to come by in
the morning; Toby wasn't the only one who had a bad feeling about it.

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        Monday morning featured two get-togethers -- the women's traditional
coffee, and Lon's little meeting...

        Louise and Beth were off, as was Jean, so the older generation of
females was in full attendance.  Candace was more or less prepared to
preside, but Louise ended up kicking things off, "We may have a problem."

        "Oh?"  Candace came up short.  "Another one?"

        "Yeah," Louise sighed.  "That damned dog started it all, I think --
but there have been other issues.  I was okay with how the deal with Fred
went down, but Terence wasn't, in particular.  I don't know if you're aware
of it, but Terence really took it hard, and wanted to punish Lon and Toby --
and it may have backfired, in Lon's case."

        "Something to do with Sally?" Candace asked cautiously.

        "Yeah," Louise agreed.  "To punish Lon for fucking Fred, they
apparently agreed to give Sally's anal cherry to Terence.  It was Sally's
idea.  Terence seems fine, but I hear that things aren't right between Lon
and Sally."

        "Lon's treating the poor girl like dirt," Candace groused.  "And
she's taking it and seems to think it's justified."

        "Well, it's the tip of the iceberg, according to Damian, at least,"
Louise continued.  "The other boys have always been unhappy, to some extent,
with the way I horned in and foisted Terence and Damian on you all.  Lon
apparently has it the worst; even though he lets Damian do those things to
you, he's got a chip on his shoulder over them being in the group -- and
with himself and Rick basically out of the mix, leaving Terence and Damian
as the primary sex partners for some of us, it's even worse.  Then you add
in Sally..."

        "I'm sorry," Candace apologized.  "I'm not sure where he gets his
racism -- I wouldn't have thought it was me, but..."

        "I think it isn't so much racism as just resentment," Jean opined.

        "Me, too," Beth agreed.  "That's why he looks the other way when
Damian..."

        "We all know what Damian does," Candace growled.

        "Anyway," Louise continued, "it isn't fair, when you look at the
fact that Lon and Rick have their hands full with young stuff, but there is
a perception that my boys are living off the fat of the land and don't
contribute to the group."  She made a face.  "I apparently don't count."

        "Ouch!" Beth muttered.

        "What's this got to do with the dog?" Candace asked.

        "Basically, the dog seemed to know what he was doing..." Louise
began.

        "No, he knew EXACTLY what he was doing!" Beth insisted.  Every eye
in the group turned to her.  "I was... the test subject," she admitted,
"before the girls."

        "When were you going to tell me that?" Candace asked.  "I'm SUPPOSED
to be your Mistress, and know everything that you do..."  She gave Beth a
hard stare.

        "Ummmm, well, it's like this," Beth replied, eyeing Candace
sidelong.  "YOUR Master has sort of, ummm, taken over..."

        "MY Master?"  Candace glared at Beth.  "I don't HAVE a Master!"

        Beth contrived to appear innocent.  "Oh?  I'll be sure to tell him
that.  Toby pointed out to me that if he was YOUR Master, then by extension
he was mine.  Toby obviously thinks he is yours -- and he is CERTAINLY
mine!"

        "So Damian is abusing you?" Louise asked.

        "Yes."

        "How do you feel about that?"

        Beth eyed Candace as she responded, "I'm at peace with who and what
I am.  I'm okay with it -- happy, in fact."  Candace glared at the rebuke,
but said nothing.

        "And how is Toby taking it?" Louise asked.

        "He's fine with it," Beth replied.  "In fact, he set it up!  Toby is
well aware of my... needs..."

        Louise nodded.  "Damian said something like that.  Of the other
boys, Toby is the only one who doesn't seem to care too much about Damian
and Terence..."

        Candace sighed.  "Can we get back to the dog?"

        "Okay," Louise took up the thread, "like I said, the dog knew too
much.  Damian got real suspicious, and he and Toby put their heads together
and came up with a plan to find out who the dog was sleeping with.  So they
talked Rain Man Hayes into helping, and they set up some cameras at his
house and it turns out that Rain Man's mother and his sister Alyssa are both
fucking Dirk.  On top of that, Alyssa has been showing off Dirk's tongue
action to some of her girlfriends in return for them doing her..."

        Jean shook her head.  "We don't have to deal with this, do we?
Can't we just tell the boys to get rid of the evidence and leave it alone?"

        Louise shook her head.  "Nope.  In the first place, my boys want to
bring in some young black girls to prove that they aren't just playing and
not paying.  And in the second place, they promised Rain Man membership if
he would go along."  She grimaced.  "The way I figure it, that means we end
up with Adele Hayes, Alyssa, and three or four other girls.  And Rain Man,
of course -- some of us will have to fuck Rain Man."

        "You make that sound like a fate worse than death," Beth
interjected.  "Rain Man has a nice long cock, and he did pretty well his
first time with me..."  Again, Beth managed to attract every eye in the
group.  "Well," she said defensively, "they told me to!  They woke me up
yesterday morning, and basically handed me to him..."

        "Who?" Candace asked.

        "My Master and Toby."  You could tell by the way she challenged
Candace with her eyes that she just loved calling Damian her master -- and
she loved seeing the effect on Candace.

        Louise eyed Beth suspiciously.  "You telling me that Rain Man is
hung?"

        Beth's eyes glinted.  "Silly!  You can't tell what's in there until
you pull it out!  Look at Toby!"  She grinned from ear to ear.  "Rain Man is
almost as big -- and counting the blowjob, I got three cums out of him!
Well, I got about a dozen, but he got three.  I thought that was pretty good
for his very first sex..."  Louise just sat there, flabbergasted.  Candace
smiled into her hand.  Jean shook her head.  "Oh," Beth added.  "Alyssa has
about six girlfriends, as far as the boys can tell.  They got two of them on
video already, Saturday night."  She looked around innocently.  "I don't
suppose they told you about Brianne..."

        "Brianne?" Candace looked confused.

        "Rain Man's little sister," Beth explained.  "Brianne caught them,
somehow, and she's blackmailing Rain Man, and, through him, the rest of us."

        "Lordy!" Louise gasped.  "What does she want?"

        "Well, she seems to think that her sister is doing something wildly
unnatural, and that she's ruining her girlfriends -- so she's insisting that
the boys catch ALL of the girlfriends and show them regular sex so they
won't become lesbians," Beth supplied.

        "Well, that doesn't seem so bad, except that what we're going to do
with seven black girls isn't clear," Jean mused.

        "The other demand is what has the boys worried -- and I don't blame
them," Beth supplied.  "She wants to play with a cock -- and drink semen."

        "That's so bad?" Candace grinned.

        Louise got it.  "She's about twelve, I think."

        "Oh."  That put things in a whole different light.  "Isn't she kind
of young?"

        Louise sighed.  "Legally, yes.  Biologically?  Are you aware that
the middle school furnishes day care for certain female students in places
like Detroit, where she comes from?"

        "WHAT?" Jean was taken aback.

        "In the inner city, in particular, there is a lot of sexual
experimentation at an early age -- latch-key kids aren't supervised, older
boys take advantage of young girls who are just getting the itch and don't
know what they're getting into -- basically, if you're ready biologically,
you're going to be interested, and the law has no control over your body,
much as certain people would like to believe otherwise," Louise explained.
"Even a century ago, a girl was considered to be husband-ready at thirteen
or fourteen -- and an old maid by the age that we expect them to wait to
now..."

        Jean nodded; Louise was right.  "So what do we do?"

        "Toby told Rain Man to tell her that it was going to take a while
for them to come up with something.  He wants to set up some totally
anonymous situation in which she can give blowjobs without the guy knowing
he's letting a kid do him -- and where she doesn't know and can't finger the
guy," Beth reported.

        "Sounds like a tall order," Candace opined.

        "Toby says he has something in the back of his mind," Beth
confessed.  "Actually, I do, too...  When it surfaces, maybe we'll have
something to work with."

        "Anonymous..." Louise mused.  "That might work for others, too --
even males..."

        "I'll mention that to Toby," Beth promised.

        "So, to recap, we're going to be flooded with young black girls,"
Candace mused.  "Seven, plus the little girl.  And one adult black woman."

        Beth nodded.  "That's the count.  And Rain Man, too, which isn't
perfect as far as Lon and Rick are concerned, but with so many black women
to service, we NEED another black boy."  She sighed.  "You know, what we
need now are more white boys..."

        "Gawd, don't even THINK that!" Jean squealed.  "We're talking about
a ridiculous number of people in the group now!  How are we going to keep
this all secret?"

        "Maybe we could make cells, like spy organizations?" Beth suggested.
"You only get to know two or three people?  The boys could limit who the new
girls get to see, maybe by making anybody not in their cell wear a mask or
something..."

        "Maybe.  Something like that.  Jean?" Louise noticed Jean perking
up.

        "That kind of thing could work," Jean agreed.  "We need to get to
the boys quickly and impress upon them the need for this kind of security.
Toby will buy off on it, I'm certain.  We need to limit access to the boys
to whoever is most interested in a particular girl -- and disguise anyone
who just wants to have casual sex.  We might even be able to resolve the
problem of white boys in that manner -- but it would be risky."

        "We need to talk to Toby, for sure," Beth agreed, "and Master, and
maybe Lon or Rick."

        "Why not Terence?" Louise asked, nettled.

        "I'm sorry," Beth apologized, "I sort of figured that we ought to
get it all worked out before presenting it to Terence."  Everyone knew what
she was REALLY saying -- of the group, Terence was probably the sweetest,
but perhaps the slowest.  Louise subsided.

        The women broke up soon after; each had a mission to catch one or
more of the males and get ideas for the security precautions before things
got out of hand...

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