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Subject: {ASSM} Second Year (2) (Interracial, prostitution)
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Date: Tue, 01 Jun 2010 09:10:04 -0400
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This is a work of fiction

   Second Year (2)

   I didn't know I was pregnant the next time I saw Julius.  He showed up
at my apartment the next week for his $300 payment.  I had the money and
gave it to him.  But he still invited himself in and pointed over at the
spot where he raped me.

   "You have one fine cunt and if you worked for me, you'd earn ten times
this in a week," he waved the three hundred dollars, then put the bills in
his pocket.  "If you are ever short, let me know and I'll let you work it
off in the bedroom."

   I was disgusted by the thought and asked him to leave.

   My rape played havoc with my self esteem and when my self esteem got
low, I felt the need to shop.  I had three dates the next week, made $900,
but spent $1400 over the week and was totally broke.

   So, when Julius arrived the next week, I did not have the money.

   "Please let me pay you $600 next week..."

   "No baby girl, get your butt naked."

   "Please no.."

   But my pleas fell on deaf ears and he lead me into the bedroom and
started taking off my clothes.  I was in black yoga pants, a white tshirt,
a white bra and a white gstring, but he made short work of those.  He
pushed me onto the bed

   "Please wear a condom..."

   "Okay, put on one me baby girl."

   I grabbed an extra large condom, slid it over his huge cock, then he
pushed me onto my hands and knees and started brutally ploughing inside of
me.  I was nowhere near wet and the pain was intense.

   "Fuck you're tight, baby girl!"

   He fucked me on my hands and knees on my bed, made me lick his ass, made
me ride him, then took me out into the living room and pushed me up against
the wall where he had raped me just two weeks before.

   By this point though, I was very wet and the pain had turned into
intense pleasure.  As much as I hated him, I was enjoying today's sex.  The
thought sickened me.  But today, instead of the spot on the wall being a
place of fear, it was a place of pleasure.  My body betrayed me and I came
while he was thrusting maniacally inside of me.

   He pulled out, let me down then laid down on the floor of my apartment.
"Ride me again, baby girl.."

   And I eagerly scampered over, straddled him and kneeled down on top of
him, I took his big tip inside and started taking it all the way inside. 
Deeper, deeper, deeper, until success, he was all the way inside.

   "Hold still," I commanded him and started doing pc exercises around his
cock.  I squeezed hard at first, then pulled his cock inside of me with my
muscles.

   "Fuck baby girl, whats that?"

   I giggled, "My pc muscles, I work them very hard!!" I gave him an
elevator and tightly sucked him inside of me as I just sat there on him.

   It was too much for him and he lifted me off of him, placed me on my
back, lifted my legs over his shoulders and ploughed his cock inside of me.
Moments later, he pulled out, exclaimed, "mouth, here", pulled my face
down, took his condom off and came in my mouth and then on my face.

   It was incredible, almost too much, and I eagerly lapped up his semen.
He seemed pleased with me as well and looked back at me while getting
dressed again.  "You're even now, bitch."

   That became a regular thing, I secretly enjoyed the sex and made a point
of never having any money when he came by to collect.  He was kind enough
to use condoms when he fucked me, and things seemed okay for awhile.  But
then I missed a period and all hell broke loose.

   Anger, sadness, dread, and fear.  They all hit me at once.

   I knew that I had to get rid of it and I immediately took steps.  My
abortion was three weeks after I found out I was pregnant.  

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