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She finds herself under control of Frank and is hopelessly abused. (MF, MFg, inc, 1st, oral, tease, nc) *** She wouldn't be living in Bronx if her mom didn't remarry to a black guy. A second step-father. She refused to accept him. She remembered shouting "Mom he's black!" when her mother introduced him to her. He was quite well built. Height seven feet, with muscular arms and six-pack, he could've been a model if he wanted to. Emily didn't care if he was one of the richest in their current town, she didn't care that he could make them live a good life, but when her parents told her they were moving to Bronx, Emily was stunned. It was the only neighborhood known to have most crimes, worst schools, and dirtiest environment throughout America. Even more, most of the population were black or Latinos. She would have to go to a black school, black restaurant, black friends and more. She didn't hate blacks, no, not at all. It's only that she feared being the minority. It made her less self- confident and scared. She found it out at a soccer camp near Chicago. Where the camp's only white was her, few Asians and rest Mexicans and blacks. They ganged up on her in arguments, ignored her for no reason what-so- ever. They played cruel pranks and sometimes caused her pain by kicking her during practices. But that was then, Emily thought. She only had two relatives. Her mother, and her mother's uncle, who was now in his 50s. He often visited her house, and sometimes touching her mother, and sometimes her. Her mother was only child, so was her father. Her father was killed in a car accident when she turned two. Sometimes Emily would see his face during dreams, nightmares, and sometimes in deep thoughts. Her mom struggled to keep Emily up to other kids fashion and financial wise. She had remarried before to some rich white man in his late 30s when Emily was around five, then they divorced when she was six due to some stupid argument about positioning a TV set in their mansion. Having a mother with high self-esteem was just a bad luck. They got 300,000 for the divorce, and the relations were no more. It was May when she moved there, and it was May when her mother told her about moving to Bronx. It was June they had High School End of Year Dance, and voted the hottest girl and boy in the school. She was only an 8 grader last year, and she still got the award. Never in history did a seventh grader got the title "The Beauty", but she did. She was already blossoming during 8th grade, and now a one fine woman. A beautiful face, long hair and stunning smile, a body like 35B-19-26, or in words - perfect tits, thin waist and a one juicy, beautiful, and round ass, everybody in their school lusted after her, including the teachers. When walking during class changes, she would often feel people grabbing her ass, touching her boobs and often bringing her hand to their crotch. She just smiled at times, she didn't like it, and often she'd slap their hands away when she found out who. Her social studies teacher offered her extra credit in his class for a blowjob when she was failing. She told him that she'd consider the thought, politely refusing it. A week later, the principle said he'd ace her in every class for one time sex. She took the chance. She wasn't a whore or a slut, but she took the chance. And that was only a week before her mom told her they were moving to Bronx. She had to leave her friends she just made last year, and leave the principle she had occasionally gave blowjob to for grade. She rode in the back seat during the drive. It was a long drive from Indiana. Her father suggested that they leave at 4:00pm, so there won't be as many cars. Emily slept for a while. When she woke up, they found the car to be stopped and her mom bent over from passenger's seat to driver's, sucking her stepfather's 12-incher. Emily didn't sit; she kept lying on the seats. She could see her mother gagging and the visible outline of the massive cock in her mother's throat. Her lips were parted; it looked as if the cock was stretching her mouth. Her step dad was pushing her mom's head down. Her eyes started to get big; Emily stared at the scene and then looked at her father. He had an excited smile on his face, glanced over to Emily and grinned. Making out the words with his mouth silently, "I will fuck you". Emily was shocked. Her dad showed Emily his tongue, and moved it rapidly in and out of his mouth, simulating Eating-A-Pussy. Emily was disgusted. She could see the man's hand fondling her mom's breast while the other pushed the head down. "Oh yeah baby, some nice tits you got." Emily's mom squirmed in delight. And made more effort to pleasure her master. Emily got her body from her mom. Her mom, once a model for some local magazine, had a body of a goddess. She had 40D breast, a very slim waist, and 30 inch round for her beautiful ass. She resembled the shape of sand clock, so to speak. Oh, and her beautiful face, causing her positives and negatives. It was her beautiful face that made her a model, that beautiful face made her rich for a while, beautiful face made her dead husband fall in love with her, and that beautiful face made her inherit three millions of dollars from the 67 year old dead husband, which was long gone in stock deals, shopping and vacations only in 10 years. It was also that beautiful face gotten her straight A's during her high school years with a kinky relationship with her principle. Failing two classes meant that she could be held back. Principle, being witty, declined the offer of money from her parents. Then the time came where the beauty had to offer her body for extra credits. Every Wednesday she'd stay late in the principle's office, telling her parents that a friend is tutoring her, and sucked the principle. Then later taken to a motel or principle's house, and fucked till curfew. At the end of the senior year, the principle was busted for having sex with a student. It happened to be that the reason she had sex Wednesday, was because Monday and Tuesday were filled in by two cheerleaders. She had to offer herself to each teacher, while assistant principle continued the job of the busted principle, fucking his students. It was also her beautiful face that got her raped by the whole wrestling team. Just finishing her sign language club, she walked quietly to the door with her friends. Soon after she and her friend parted, she was dragged into the locker room. Coach had already left, leaving the key to the captain because captain was his son. At least twenty guys fucked her. Hands pressed down by two, and one cock in each hole, and sometimes two in the mouth at the same time, she thought she would never survive. She was then taken to a boy's house. Her parents knew she was responsible, and didn't contact the police. While the jocks stayed in the house, fucked her three days and nights, then thrown to her backyard. During the few days after being raped by the wrestling team, she could hardly walk from the soreness from her ass and pussy. She begged her mom to call the school and stay home, but her mom ignored her. Her dad, instead of caring, took the chance of opportunity in the house and touched her in private places, claiming to be an accident. He would not catch her when she stumbled, but he grabbed her round ass when she was falling, and holding her shirt so he could see her tits, or just touch those two precious breasts. He would get her drunk slightly on weekends with red wine and drug, just enough to keep her eyes open and rape her before her own eyes. Enjoyed the hopeless look and flinching. He did not stop this until she left her house at age 18. Shortly after leaving her house, she found out that her dad wasn't really her dad biologically, but legally. She was also unlucky with her uncle. With her hands tied to her back, only food she could get was his piss and slowly regenerating sperm. She was just visiting her uncle after graduating college, then the 35 year old man invited her for wine, drugged her, and tied her hands to the back, and enjoyed her screaming and begging to stop for a week before letting her go. He often blackmailed her after the event, getting more and more of her beautiful ass. It was her uncle who introduced this 21 year old model to a man in his 60s, claiming to be still live and pumping. Even after the marriage, her uncle forced sex on her niece, sometimes with a few friends, sometimes as a fuck toy for their Hunters club. She wasn't a fan of sex until she met this black stud in a bar with biggest cock she's seen. The man said he was a businessman, had a few houses along the country including suburbs in Chicago, NYC and Seattle. He convinced her that he was so rich he could burn a dollar every second and still make a fortune. After meeting in the bar, they got a room in a local inn, and spent the night disturbing neighbors with their banging noises and moans. He made a slave, he told to her. He said call me master when we're alone or when I tell you to, or just call me by my name or honey. He said you're mine, you will obey my demands and will make efforts to pleasure me. He said you will fuck who I tell you, you will suck who I tell you, and you will everyday be on your knees when I am working in my study under my desk, and when I take you to my office. She didn't care, she had a beautiful cock all to herself. She agreed with no hesitation. Last of all, he said, we will move to Bronx, to my primary resident. He laughed. She was curious why, and asked. "Why are you laughing?" He slapped her, "Fucking call me master when we are alone. And what's your name anyway?" She then noticed that they didn't even know each other's name. "Master, my name is Sydney." "Mine is Frank, slave. You will marry me in May, this is April so you have a month to convince your family members." "Yes master." "Good, you may resume sucking on my cock." Emily was now scared. This man is going to take my virginity, she thought. He will kill me with that huge penis. I will die from suffocation if that thing goes into my mouth. Suddenly, Sydney patted the ground. It seemed as if she needed air bad. The man took joy and pinched her nipples hard. Sydney's eyes were slowly shutting. Emily was scared, was he going to kill my mom was that big cock? Should I help? About a minute passed, her mom had fainted. "Stupid whore, can't pleasure her husband." Frank said, looking at Emily. Then he took his penis out of Sydney's mouth and sprayed sperm on her face, some dripping down to the seat. Frank slapped her slightly, and said "Wake up honey, time to continue on." Sydney woke up, licked her mouth, collecting the sperm from her face and the seat, and then swallowed it all. "Good girl." Frank said, touching her tits. "You want to drive?" "Sure." whispered Sydney. "What did you call me?" Frank whispered in a strong tone. "What did you just fucking call me?" "Sorry, sorry master." Sydney whimpered. She got out of the car and went to the driver's seat. Master? Did my mom just call him a master? Emily was now confused. Frank came out of driver's seat, and right in front of the car, he lifted Sydney, put her on the car, and did her doggy style. Her mom's eyes were closed, enjoying the pleasure. Emily felt betrayal. Her mom's face was joy and pain mixed. About ten minutes passed, Emily fell asleep. She woke up from the door closing noise, and they were on their way to Bronx. They arrived around 5'o clock in morning. Frank took the suit case and moved it to his house. Opened the rear door, and touched Emily's perfect tits. Emily wasn't sleeping at all, she was just tired of the driving. Frank, after playing with her tits for a few seconds, smirked and tapped her arm. "Wake up Emily, we're here now." Emily pretended to be asleep. "Emily, we're at Bronx." Next time he talks, I'll wake up. Emily thought. "Hmmm..." Frank sighed, and moved his hand to Emily's crotch. "What are you doing?" Emily shouted at him. "Just waking you up." Frank replied. "Take some of the suitcases, I'm tired than you are. We'll go to register you to a school tomorrow, as in not today after sleeping from 5:00am, but in tomorrow." Emily went into a room that Frank assigned to her. It wasn't so bad, it had bulletproof glasses to counter the street fights, high security alarm, air conditioner, two stories high, an 80" plasma TV, and an 18" monitor with T3 connection. She didn't care though, at their old house they didn't need bulletproof glasses, high security alarm, had air conditioner, and having AOL Dial-up was enough to keep her satisfied talking to her friends. She sat down on her bed and started sleeping. She could hear thrusts and moaning from her parent's room. Still a novice and curious about sex, she silently walked to the room. The door was opened, her mom's head was pressed to the pillows, with her ass facing the ceiling. Frank made powerful pumping into her pussy. Her mom's eyes were closed, her index and middle finger were in her mouth. She seemed to be sucking them. Emily gasped at the sight. Frank turned his head around, and saw Emily. "Fuck me harder master, oh god, please master!" Her mom whispered loudly. Frank spanked her ass, "Emily might hear us, slave. And call me daddy." Frank said looking directly at Emily. "Oh please, fuck me daddy!" Sydney whimpered. Frank fucked her with a faster pace. "I'm cumming daddy!" Sydney screamed. She didn't care, she was enjoying a fuck that every woman wanted. Emily could see her mom's juice coming out, dripping down. Frank made no effort to save the bed sheets, instead he pulled his cock out and lied on his side, facing the door and Emily. "Suck it, whore." Sydney scooted down, parted her full lips and wrapped it around the gigantic monster. Frank held onto Sydney's hair, and pushed and pulled her head, fucking it with a slow rhythm. Frank smiled at Emily, who was shocked at the sight. Emily ran to her room. Why would he look at me like that? she wondered. Is he really going to fuck me? Emily felt a small ticklish in her crotch. She ignored it and slept. Next day, Frank drove Emily to a local public school. It seemed that there were only two other white girls in the whole junior high. Consisting of 200 students, kids running with mp3 players, dressed ghetto and playing hip-hip music. The principle was a black man, about 5'9, a bit fat, but there seemed to be confidence and he seemed quite energetic. "You can start coming to school next Monday." The principle said. "You can call me Mr. Emlenton." "Thanks, Mr. Emlenton." said Emily. Turning around, she saw a white girl surrounded by a few black guys in the end of the hallway. They touched her legs, waist and butt. She was near crying. Frank held onto Emily's hand, and dragged her out of the school. And left for his house. "Do you need anything for school?" Frank inquired, driving the car. "No, I have everything in my book bag." replied Emily. "Good. Liked the show yesterday?" Frank smirked at Emily. "What show?" Emily pretended. "You know what I am talking about, and I'm pretty sure you wanted it to be done to you." "I really don't know what you're talking about." "Sure you do, maybe this will remind you." Frank unzipped his pants, and pulled out his soft cock. Emily closed her eyes and screamed. "I remember! I remember! Put it back in!" "Why? I thought you liked it." Frank, using his right hand held Emily's left wrist, and dragged it to his penis. "Make your daddy happy." Emily tried taking his hand off of her. She pushed it off with her left hand, no use. The muscle was no match for her. She felt the penis on her hand, and she held a fist, refusing to touch it. Frank let go of her hand, and moved it to her tits and grabbed'em. "Stupid girl." Frank noted. "This will happen often, so either you'll accept it or live with it for rest of your life. If you refuse what I do, I will kill you." Frank continued on fondling on her breast. Emily tried pulling his hand away from her. Frank moved his hand to her neck, held it and pushed it, isolating air from her lungs. "I am not kidding." He said, "Nod if you understand what I'm talking about." Emily nodded, she could feel tears in her eyes. Frank went back on fondling her breast, and occasionally went down to her crotch and rubbed between her legs. "Fucking jeans." Traffic was stuck midway. A car saw what was happening between Frank and Emily. They hooted. One of them pulled close next to them, and the driver actually touched her tits. "Damn nice tits they are." the driver said, with a satisfied smile on his face. Emily could have not been degraded anymore than this. She closed her eyes, and tears flowed. They had reached their house. Emily walked slowly to the door, still nervous from shock. Frank came behind her and patted her ass. "Keep it moving honey, we have a house to go into." Then he left it on her ass, feeling up and down, and pushed his index finger to what would be her asshole under the tight jean. Emily walked faster, opened the door and proceeded to her room. She opened the closet, and found a few cloths that Frank bought for her. A blouse, a tight jean, a pink shirt saying "Sassy", a skirt that reached her knees and another skirt that barely covered three inches more than what the underwear covered. She opened the drawers and her face blushed. She found two g-string bras and two thongs. And two regular panties and bras. The thongs were white and baby blue, but both seemed to have stain on them. She held them and sniffed and licked it to identify. Then Frank came in. "Hey," Frank said, taking notice of his daughter sniffing his sperm. "Ah, I knew you liked it. I had to get off before going back to Indiana to get your mother, so I used your thongs." "What?" Emily was petrified. She was licking her father's sperm. "No worries, it won't kill you," Frank laughed. "Here's your bookbag, I'll leave it here." "What about my mom?" "She's sleeping in my room, probably got tired from yesterday. You would know." "I do know." Emily replied. "Good, you're learning." Frank said. "Why don't you put these cloths on in front of me and show your daddy?" "No way." Emily sighed. Frank suddenly walked up to her, covered her mouth and pushed her to bed. He then grabbed a pillow with the other hand, put it down and pushed her face into it, holding both of her arms with his big hands, and moved his crotch to her ass, dry humping it. Emily couldn't move, she screamed but the pillow prevented any sound coming out except moaning. Emily jerked her legs and her arm. "Do as I say, or I'll fucking rape your brain out," Frank whispered. "You might not like what I am doing, you might want to run away and tell others, but trust me - I have money and will hire people who will track you down, bring you back and fucking fuck you even worse. Now if you will just put the fucking cloths on that I bought for you, I'd like that. If you want to put the cloths on, nod. If not, keep screaming." Emily calmed down, and nodded her head like out of mind. Frank got off of her, turned her around, lied next to her and laid a hand on her ass, gently going up and down, and sometimes down to her ass crack. "Just do as I say, and everything will be fine. Now get up and put on any of those cloths, I don't care if you put on skirt or jean, thong or not, I just want to see the cloths I bought in work." Emily stood up, and opened the closet. She took the jean, the blouse and the bras and the panty, and held them to her chest in two hands. Then walked to the door. "Whoa whoa whoa, stay in here." Frank noted. "Change in here." "But..." Emily mumbled her words. "Change in here, or else." Emily pulled her bra down from under her shirt, trying to avoid from Frank seeing her tits. After a few tries, she finally pulled the bra out. Frank walked up to her. "Why don't I just do it for you." Frank said. He then reached under the shirt, and pulled it up so half of her tits were visible. He then used his index finger and went across both of them. Licked his finger and did it again. Emily was scared now. She kept her hands to her side, without moving, just in case it'll cause Frank to go psychotic again. "Nice, gotta love them." Frank commented. He then pulled the shirt higher. "Arms up." Frank pulled it to above her head, the shirt was now covering her face. Frank licked his lips, and placed them on the left nipple. "Stay like that for a minute." Frank said, and his face was buried into her chest, and right hand on the right tit. He pinched with his right hand, and bit with his mouth. The pain was hurting Emily, and he knew it. Emily gritted her teeth to counter the pain. Finally, what seemed like forever, Frank pulled his head back. Emily was hardly breathing through the shirt. Frank chuckled. "Heh, sorry. Too sweet." He then pulled the shirt off of her, and gave her the bra. "Put it on." Emily turned around, with face blushed to strawberry, she slowly put the bra on. Frank was already working on her jeans from behind her. His arm went around her, with his cock pushed to her ass, he slowly circled his fingers under Emily's belly and found the zipper. Emily shuttered in the ticklish feeling. She couldn't put the bra on completely because Frank was behind her, preventing her from using her arm to it's extent. Frank slowly unzipped, pushing his hard cock closer to Emily's ass, he moved his hands bit higher to find the button so he could take her jean off. Then something twitched in his brain, and it moved up to Emily's breast, pulled the unworn and hanging bra off, and caressed it. He grabbed her tits with his right hand, while his left hand explored Emily's shaved, and virgin pussy under her panties. His hands were too big to go any farther down. Frank cursed, turned her around facing him. He sat down in front of her, and pulled her jean down. Now the only thing that would stop him would be this piece of cloth, he thought. Emily, remembering how Frank played with her pussy, held onto her underwear. Frank understood her mind, and said "It's okay, I won't take your virginity, not today." Somehow these words soothed her mind. She let go and Frank pulled the panties down to her knees, and pulled the jean a little more down to her ankles. He then lifted her up once more, put her on the bed, and pulled her jean and panty off her leg. He placed his hand on her calve, slowly made his way up to her thigh. "Please, don't..." Emily whimpered. "Don't worry, it won't take long." Frank said with excitement. "Maybe I will take your virginity today, if you don't shut the fuck up." Frank learned over, and licked her clits. "God, so sweet. Sit Emily, sit." Grabbing Frank's arm to support her, Emily sat down on the bed. Frank then took the chair under her desk, and sat across from her. He unzipped his pants, and with almost a "pop!" sound, his cock was released. Emily covered her eyes with her hands. "Yeah, that's fine. I just have to get it off." Frank said, then slowly stroke his cock. "Want to help?" Emily shook her head. "Damn," he said. "I'll just use that underwear of yours then." He then held it in his hand, bringing it to his face. "Fresh scent of pussy of a ninth grader..." Emily was just zoomed. He's masturbating with my underwear that I just wore, she thought. "You'd be so tight.. so wonderful around my cock..." He moaned slightly. His cock dripping drops of precum rhythmically onto her panty. "Look baby, you're gonna wear this." He told her while stroking his cock with the other hand. "Wish you would suck it, but you'd do that later these days." Emily could only stare at her panty that was almost completely wet and sticky with precum. She could only look at the man who will fuck her later on, and stared at his cock as it dripped more precum. "Oh fucking shit!" He shouted loudly, loud enough for even his wife to hear her. He grabbed her tits, then pushed her onto the bed. Pulled her leg down so her leg and her upper body were perpendicular, her ass being on the edge of the bed. "You said you wouldn't!" Emily said gasping. "I won't." Frank said. "Stop fucking annoying me." Frank pinched her clit, grabbed her waist and turned her around. The perfect view of her beautiful ass was a killer for him. He knew he won't last any longer, he knew any men will not last long looking at this ass. He guided his cock to her ass crack. Emily breathed louder and faster. Frank then rubbed his cock up and down of her asshole and her pussy. Sometimes push just a bit in to give him a demo of her wonderful fuck holes, while giving his daughter a chill which obviously turned him on. "On your knees, you won't suck it." "No." Frank slapped her ass, "Now." Then he slapped it again, again and again until she got on her knees. Emily, on her knees, wondering what could be in store for her. Frank then, stepped closer to her. "Wha" Emily was about to ask, then thick and gooey sperm came out, covering her face, some going into her lips, her tits, her knees, her hair and the floor. "There we go," Frank said with a sigh. He then using her panty, wiped off the sperm. "Put this on." Emily learned fast, and this tone was Frank's version of "Say no and you will be fucked." She slowly pulled it up, not letting it touch her pussy, and it fit loosely. Frank then collected his sperm from Emily's body, and rubbed it on her stomach. "Don't take a bath today." He said, "Open your mouth." Emily opened her mouth, feeling safe from the sight of his soft cock. Frank then gathered sperm from her face, where most of them reached when landing, and put his index and middle finger into her mouth. "Lick it." Emily slowly licked it off with her soft tongue. Frank moaned. He then continued on getting sperm to put it in her mouth. "Don't wipe yourself off." Frank said, and opened the drawer under computer desk, taking out a digital camera. "Cheese!" He said cheerfully, and took photos of his daughter's naked body covered in sperm. He plugged it to the computer, and it started uploading. "Hmm, ten minutes." Frank noted. Only thing that covered Emily was her panty, which was also covered in Frank's sperm. Frank walked to her, pulled the panty down, grabbed her ass and tits and enjoyed them, and got his cock rock hard again. He then pushed her to the bed, he lied on his side. "Face me." Emily was facing him. This man just masturbated from thoughts of her, made her drink his sperm. Emily cried. The tears left a trail, cleansing a bit of sperm that was dried onto her face. Franked grabbed her hand, and guided it to his balls. "Play with them while the photos upload." Emily caressed his balls, her eyes closed in disgrace. They were size of a mid-sized tomato. Frank put his hand behind Emily's hair, and played with it gently. He then wiped her tears with his hand, and moved his index and middle finger to her. "Suck it." Emily enclosed the thick fingers with her mouth. They were at least six inches in length, and quarter coin thick. She licked the fingertip, she could still taste the sperm on his hand, and she could feel his fingernails. There was a beep sound from the computer, telling them the upload for the photos were over. Frank pulled his fingers out, and told her to suck his pinkie. After a minute or so, Frank moved his hand to her ass. And his pinkie circled Emily's asshole. "No!!" Emily yelled. Frank was using Emily's saliva as lubricant. He slowly pushed it into her asshole. "Damn fuck it's tight." Frank noted, and he pushed the whole finger in. Emily shrieked in pain. She jerked her legs but the pain gained as she tried to resist. "If I put my fingers into your pussy, you won't be a virgin anymore." He said. Then he pulled his finger out. "Clean it, and I'll leave." Emily shook her head. She tried turning around, letting go of his huge balls. Frank rolled over and got on top of her. "Clean it and I leave, or I'll fuck you right now and everyday after today." Frank's cock was hard a long time ago. Emily opened her mouth. "Good girl." Emily licked the finger that's been into her asshole. She sucked it, and licked it. Frank pushed it in farther, reaching back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but Frank didn't care. Emily could feel Frank's penis on her stomach. It's weight pushed her chest down since he rolled over onto her. "Yeah, your tits are big enough." What? Emily thought. Big enough for what? Frank scooted up, sitting on her chest, and supporting himself with his knees. He placed his hard cock between her breast, pushed her tits to the center and slowly fucked it. "Not that big, but big enough." Frank commented. Emily closed her eyes again, she cried. My step father is raping me, she thought. Not a minute has passed, and Frank rolled off of her. "It'll take too long to get me off now." Frank stood up, "Thanks baby," he said zipping his pants up. "I'll use these photos for good." Emily could only stare at her step father while he printed naked photos of her, covered in gooey juice. Frank then walked to Emily. "You're mine." Frank said with a serious tone. "And get some cloths on, slave." He then walked out of her room. Emily felt tears running from her eyes again. She wasn't abused to the degree of raped, but he did use him to satisfy his own sexual needs. And this was only the first day in Bronx. Not soon after cleaning the room and herself, she gathered new cloths and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Cleansing herself from disgrace and dirtiness, she closed her eyes to relax her senses. She then heard jiggling of a key chain, and her bathroom door opening. A tall shadow showed on the curtain, and a voice came. "Today is Tuesday, and Friday I will really have you." 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