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Said the Spider to the Fly
by Christie (csw1980uk@yahoo.co.uk0

***

A young woman makes a very big mistake. (M/f-teen, ped, 
reluc, 1st, bd, preg)

***

Author's Note: This is just a fantasy, a work of horror 
if you will. It is inspired by other works but it is my 
particular version of the nightmare as told by the 
person who experienced it. 

***

This story takes place in 1996 in a North American city. 
Cell phones are not yet popular, computers are not yet 
widespread, and a certain innocence still existed in a 
country that didn't yet know the true meaning of 
terrorism. 

***

As 1996 dawned I was fourteen and about the start the 
second semester of my freshman year in high school, 
which is Grade 9 for you folks in the Commonwealth. My 
parents had broken up in a very acrimonious divorce and 
where they didn't have much to begin with they had even 
less after the legal costs were settled. My father went 
his own way and my mother and I settled into an 
apartment in downtown Seattle. It wasn't much but it was 
what we could afford. 

School was interesting for what I was learning but on 
the social life side of things it wasn't much fun to be 
a young lady without resources when fashions were so 
important to my peers. The movie "Clueless" was my main 
source of inspiration for what to wear and while I had 
the requisite loafers and tall socks the rest of the 
wardrobe was a mishmash, a half-formed idea that bridged 
the gap between Hollywood and poor white trash. 

My version of the 'Rachel' haircut was what the local 
hair cut place could approximate in fifteen minutes 
(GUARANTEED!) and for seven dollars. It was worth every 
penny. There was simply no way I was going to pull off 
looking like Alicia Silverstone or Jennifer Aniston 
without a major cash infusion. Tall, thin, and poor is 
not a way to live life. 

So it was a typically rainy January after-school when I 
was spoiling myself with a plain coffee at Starbuck's 
when an older forty-ish man sat down with me and just 
started talking to me. 

"Hi, hope you don't mind me sitting here. The place is a 
bit crowded."

I looked up from my history book and said, "Yeah, sure. 
Whatever." and went right back to studying. 

"My name's Victor and if you don't mind me saying, I 
think you're very pretty."

"Me?" I snorted with a giggle, "Don't you mean someone 
else?"

"No, I mean you. I can see you need some decent clothes 
and a makeover but the girl I see before me has a lot of 
promise."

No kidding, that was the very first compliment I'd had 
in over a year. 

"Well, if I ever get the money for the clothes and the 
makeover I'll be sure to let you know."

He looked at me critically like he was sizing me up. 
"Maybe I can help. I do some photography and if you're 
willing to work with me I'd be up to getting you fixed 
up top to bottom. I won't pay you for the first shoot 
but I will pay for the hair, makeup, and you can keep 
the wardrobe after we're done. What do you say?"

It was just too easy and part of me said "RUN!!" and 
another part was just too easily tempted. 

"What do I do?"

He smiled. "How about we meet here tomorrow morning at 
eight and we'll get started?"

It sounded safe enough. We'd meet in a public place 
after all. 

"Sure!" With that he shook my hand and was gone. Aside 
from his name I really didn't know anything about him 
but I did know I wanted what he was offering. I went 
home that night and didn't tell my mother a thing 
because she'd just crap on the idea and demand to meet 
Victor and make me look like a child. She'd blow this 
for me and it was the first best chance I'd had at the 
things I wanted and it might not ever come again.

The next morning I cut school and met Victor as promised 
and we had some coffee and exchanged pleasantries and 
then he led me to his car. A black BMW M3. The car 
reeked of money and I was sold. The day was a whirlwind 
that started with a stop at a fancy salon in Bellevue 
where Victor introduced me as his daughter. He handed 
over his credit card and the next three hours saw me 
getting completely remade! They waxed my brow and made 
two eyebrows from one, my pathetic Rachel cut was 
transformed into the real thing, and my chewed up nails 
and toenails were pampered and polished. The final step 
was the makeup and when I looked in the mirror I finally 
saw the girl I'd always wanted to be! 

I went from crap to phat and I was loving it! 

The next stop was lunch and I couldn't help but notice 
the stares I was getting. 

"They all think you're older than you are, Erin. And 
they like what they see. How do you like it?"

"It's amazing. I can't thank you enough for all of 
this."

He held up a hand, "It's not a gift. You're going to 
earn this and that's the deal, remember?" His voice had 
taken on a more serious tone. 

"Yes, I do."

"Good, finish up there and we've got more to do."

The stop after that was...dare I say it? Neiman-Marcus. 

It was the Holy of Holies! I'd fantasized about going to 
Neiman-Marcus all my life and never thought that the 
thrift-store reject I was would ever be able to buy 
anything there and now here I was! Victor took us to the 
concierge and introduced us. 

"Hi, I'm Victor Chalmers and this is my step-daughter 
Erin. As you can clearly see, she needs some new 
clothes." He looked down at my feet. "And shoes. See 
what you can do about those, too. I'd like her to be 
well dressed for school and I also want one evening 
outfit for dinner. And let's keep it under $2500, okay?"

The lady at the concierge nodded as if she was used to 
this kind of thing and she started to make some phone 
calls. A minute later an older lady showed up and took 
me to a private room and it was like a movie as people 
came and went and had me try things on and then took 
them away. They clearly knew what they were doing and I 
just went along for the ride and said nothing when 
someone brought me a perfect cup of coffee and started 
sipping on it. Ninety minutes later I emerged from the 
private room like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis. 

Victor's face told me everything. His smile just seemed 
to erupt across his face and his eyes became electric! 
It was the second major compliment I'd received in just 
a day and I was really, truly, happy about it! 

"Erin you look wonderful! I knew there was a princess 
hiding under there and I'm glad to see you!" 

He was chatty all the way back to his house in the Queen 
Anne neighborhood. The house was one of those old homes 
with a view looking out to Puget Sound and I think it 
was the most beautiful place I'd ever seen. Victor drove 
the car up a driveway that led past the house to a 
carriage house behind the main home and there he parked. 
My clothes were unloaded and we carried them in... there 
were enough bags that I need his help! 

I'll admit that I got a little nervous when he led me to 
the basement stairs and he saw this. 

"My studio is down here. That's where you're going to 
earn all of this."

It was his serious voice and there was a command in his 
words that told me he expected me to obey and I did. 

The basement was not damp and musty but instead had been 
finished out and it had ten foot ceilings which made it 
perfect for the lighting he had hung around his work 
area. 

"Okay, so here's what we're going to do. You're going to 
use the dressing room over there and I'll have you 
change outfits as we go along. It'll be maybe ninety 
minutes and then we'll get you home, okay?"

Okay. As if the whole day hadn't already been a 
whirlwind Victor had me changing clothes and posing for 
pictures and he was all about the business. It was over 
a lot faster than I expected and when I checked the time 
it was getting on time for me to get home before my mom 
got home from her job. 

The clothes that I'd wanted so badly were suddenly a 
problem. I knew if my mom saw so many clothes she'd have 
questions and then she'd want to take the clothes back 
to Neiman-Marcus for the money. That wouldn't do. 

"Victor, would it be okay for me to leave the clothes 
here? My mom just isn't going to understand all of this 
if she sees it. The hair and all of this (I gestured at 
myself) are going to be a bitch to explain as it is."

"You didn't tell your mom about this?"

"Um, no. She'd have never let me do this if I told her."

"Hmm. Okay then, Erin. Leave everything here and you can 
pick it up as you need it. And I'm thinking next Tuesday 
we'll have you in for some more work and this time I'll 
pay you $100 cash for ninety minutes, does that sound 
good?"

A hundred dollars was more money than I had ever had in 
my whole life! 

"Yeah! That's be awesome!"

***

I explained away my makeover by telling my mom that some 
of the girls at school wanted to fix me up and she went 
for it. The makeup went away but the hair and the nails 
lasted past that first day. 

When I went to school the next day the difference was 
notable. The boys were looking at me and the girls were, 
too. With the girls I could tell that they saw me as a 
new competitor in the school's social drama and I just 
did my best to stay out of their way. When Friday 
afternoon came along it seemed everyone was used to the 
new me and they'd moved on to some other new stimulus. 

All weekend long all I could do was think about the $100 
I was going to have. Monday was a pointless distraction 
to me as I was impatient to get to Tuesday. 

On Tuesday my mom left the apartment first and then I 
headed out behind her. I was just out the door when I 
heard a horn beep and it was Victor waiting to pick me 
up. He had coffee waiting for me in the car and I 
greedily sipped at it as we drove to his house. 

The photography session was more of the same from the 
first time and at the end I had five twenty dollar bills 
in my Hello Kitty purse. 

After this he had me stop by after school about once a 
month and I'd get in some pictures and collect my $100 
for my time. It became my part time job and the money 
meant I could afford lipstick and a few extras that my 
mom wouldn't notice. 

And then it was June. School let out and the prospect of 
a miserably boring summer was before me. My mother, on 
the other hand, was dating her boss and was going to 
take a trip to San Francisco with him and leave me home 
alone for a week. When my monthly shoot with Victor came 
along I told him about this and I could see he had some 
ideas but wasn't quite ready to tell me what was on his 
mind. 

At the end of our shoot he paid me and then says to me, 
"Erin, are you ready to do some big girl work for some 
big girl pay."

He had me at 'big girl pay'. 

"How much are you talking about?"

He smiled his Victor smile and knew he had me. 

"You stay with me the whole week and do what I ask and 
I'll pay you $5,000 at the end of the week. How's that?"

Oh my God. Five thousand dollars! That was enough to get 
my mom and me into a better apartment! Maybe even put 
some away for college! 

I honestly don't remember what I said to him but it was 
a 'yes'! 

The day my mom left I saw her to her boss' car and 
watched them drive away. Then I ran upstairs and packed 
what I needed for a week and then I went back downstairs 
where Victor was already waiting for me. 

When we got to his house we did our same usual routines 
and he got right into working. But then after an hour he 
sent me upstairs to take a break while he worked on the 
set. 

I was sitting out on the porch enjoying a sunny morning 
when he came along and sat with me. 

"Does your mom have any idea what you're doing this 
week?"

"No, and why should she? She's off with her boyfriend 
and she left me behind and didn't give damn so why 
should I tell her anything?"

"And you've never told her about what you do with me?"

"No, of course not! She'd go nuts if she knew!"

He nodded and I could tell he was making a decision. His 
hands went to his knees and he stood up. 

"Okay, well then it's time for you to start doing the 
big girl work I want from you, come on."

The set had been changed and now it looked like an old 
fashioned style bedroom with a brass bed that was made 
with red satin sheets. A bed. That gave me a clue what 
he wanted. 

"Your clothes are in the dressing room. Go change and 
let's get started."

I did as I was told and when I got into the dressing 
room what was waiting for me was a very sexy white satin 
peignoir. The nightie was very revealing and the robe 
was the plushest, thickest satin ever. It came with a 
matching set of panties and I put it all on.

When I came out Victor caught his breath. "You look like 
a bride on her wedding night!"

He had me get on the bed and we worked for hours. When 
we broke for lunch he offered me a glass of wine and I 
accepted. I also accepted the second glass of wine. 

When we went back to work I was fairly buzzing and when 
he had me take off the robe I just did it. Then after a 
while he had me take off the nightie and put on the robe 
and we did some shots with the robe open. 

He stopped to get something and when he came back there 
was a third glass of wine for me and I sipped it while 
we worked. 

When he asked me to lose the robe and the panties and to 
get in the bed I didn't even think about it. He worked 
around me and arranged the sheets just so and took more 
pictures. I was a little surprised when the cool air 
sobered me up enough to realize I was naked and he was 
taking pictures. 

"Are we supposed to be doing this?" I was a little 
dismayed. 

"Erin, this is the big girl work I need from you. Five 
thousand dollars, remember? This is what the five grand 
is for."

Somewhere along the line after this I fell asleep. 
Between the wine and the warmth of the lights it was all 
too much and my lights went out. 

When I woke up Victor was still taking pictures but for 
some reason I couldn't move my arms. I looked up to see 
my hands were in leather cuffs and I was shackled to the 
brass bed posts. My legs had been spread and he was 
taking pictures of me that way and I just closed up my 
legs from his view. 

"Oh, come on, Erin. Be a good girl and spread 'em for 
me. Come on, you can do it."

"I want to go home now." was all I could get out. "Let 
me go."

"I don't think so. I have a lot left to do and you're 
going to help make me rich. You've made me a lot of 
money, little girl, and you're going to make me a lot 
more money before we're done. Now, spread 'em!"

I didn't. Instead I started to cry a little and he put 
down his camera and came up on me and slapped me! 

"Spread your legs. I won't ask you again." He said this 
so coldly that I knew I had to comply so I did. 

"Better. Now do what I say..."

The shoot went on for a while and believe it or not I 
fell asleep again. 

When I woke up my arms were free and I was still in the 
bed and the studio lights were off. The only clothing I 
could find was the robe and I put it on and went 
upstairs. 

There was a hot pizza on the table and when Victor saw 
me he gestured at it. He was on the phone with someone 
and I didn't understand any of it. It sounded like 
German. Being hungry I took a slice of the pizza and 
started wolfing it down. Two slices later I was done and 
Victor was still talking. He was excited and happy, I 
could tell. He'd look at me a few times and smile and 
then once he gave me a thumbs-up. 

When he was done he came to the table and sat down. 

"How're you doing, Erin? Feel better after a nap?"

"I didn't like getting slapped."

He nodded. "I understand, but this was important and it 
had to get done. The good news is that the guy who buys 
my pictures is offering me a lot of money to get some 
very specific pictures with you and if you agree to do 
the job I'll pay you another five thousand dollars and 
with a lot more to follow. Serious."

"What's the job?"

"That's the trick, baby, you have to agree to it first 
and then as we go along you'll find out what it's all 
about. See, part of the job is that you don't know 
what's going to happen so when it happens it's be a real 
surprise to you and your reactions will be the real 
thing. That's the big thing this guy wants for right 
now."

There was more to it and I was curious. "What comes 
after the 'right now' part?" 

"Nothing if you don't agree to this right here and right 
now. Up to you, baby, do it or go home."

Ten thousand dollars. I really wanted the money and was 
just imagining the girls at school seeing me in better 
clothes then those bitches could afford!"

"Okay, yeah, I'll do it."

He smiled his Victor smile, "Good. Then there's one more 
thing. For the next part you're either going to be tied 
up with the handcuffs or you're going to take a little 
pill to help you relax. Your choice."

I wasn't at all into drugs and I honestly wasn't feeling 
all the great from the wine so the handcuffs it was. 

When we went back downstairs Victor was busy getting 
four video cameras set up around the bed and then he 
went to a cabinet and brought out some ominous-looking 
equipment and set it up around the bed. He turned on the 
lights and loaded fresh tapes into the cameras. They 
were 120 minute VHS tapes and as he put them in the 
cameras I found myself wondering what the next 120 
minutes had in store for me. 

"Okay, baby, drop the robe and get up on the bed and put 
your hands right here." He gestured to the brass 
headboard. I did as I was told and he put the cuffs 
around my wrists and let me hang on to the cold brass 
rail. Then he put cuffs around my legs, just above my 
knees, and pulled them apart securing them. I was now 
secured to the bed with my hands on the railing, my butt 
in the air, and my legs pulled apart. 

"Alright, there's one more thing. Open wide."

I opened my mouth and he popped in this thing with a 
ball on it and the ball had an eye bolt sticking out of 
it. I felt him put a harness around my head and then 
secured it to the ball. Then he guided my head up to the 
headboard and put a bolt through the eye-bolt and did 
something to hold it down. Now I couldn't move my head 
and was forced to only look straight ahead where Victor 
had a video camera already recording. 

"Okay, Erin, now we'll get to work. The first thing we 
need for the record is I have to ask you if you've ever 
had sex?"

Between mumbling and trying to nod my head I got across 
that the answer was no. 

"Good to know. But like President Reagan said we have to 
trust but verify. 

I couldn't see him as he went around behind me and then 
I felt him touch me in my most private place. I jumped. 

"It's okay, Erin. That's why I recommended the pill to 
relax you but you didn't take my advice so you get to 
experience the whole thing."

I screamed into the gag as I felt him push a finger into 
me and I winced when he pushed on something inside me. 

"Oh, yeah. She's telling the truth and she's a real 
virgin. Let's get a close up." 

I heard him fuss with one of the cameras and then his 
hand was on me again but this time spreading me open 
down there. 

"There it is. Ohhh, that's a pretty one, isn't it? Don't 
you like that, Heinrich?"

I guessed he was talking to the man who wanted the video 
made. 

"Erin, I'm going to put a little something on you to 
make you more comfortable. It might be a little cold at 
first but it'll warm up, trust me."

Whatever it was it was cold and it felt slimy as he 
rubbed it between my legs. He put some of it on my anus, 
too. He was quiet for a few minutes and then things 
started to warm up down there for me. It was pleasant at 
first but then things started to itch a little and it 
drove me crazy that I couldn't satisfy the itching with 
my bound hands. 

He came around the bed to face me and he was holding 
what looked like a long egg with a long wire sticking 
out of it. He put some of the slimy stuff on it (it 
looked like petroleum jelly) and then held it in front 
of my face. I didn't get it. He turned the thing on and 
it hummed like a bee hive and then he walked out of my 
sight. 

I felt it buzzing as he touched it to my rear entrance 
and he started to push. I started to tighten up! 

"Erin, relax or you'll just make this harder."

He pushed again and got nowhere. "Okay, have it your 
way." With that he shoved it into me and I screamed with 
the pain as he forced me open and the egg-thing slid 
into me. It went in past my opening and then when most 
of it was in there it just felt like it popped all the 
way inside me. Then he made it buzz even more and the 
vibrations inside me did something I wasn't expecting. I 
got wet down there. I felt the flush go over me like 
when I was in the bathtub and wanting to relax with a 
good orgasm. Except that this time my body was doing 
something I wasn't wanting at all. 

Now his hands wandered to my breasts and he toyed with 
my nipples. Stopping for a moment his hand came back and 
I felt the slimy stuff on my nipples. It didn't take 
long before they were warming and the feeling was, 
again, unwelcome but pleasant. Now I had my butt buzzing 
and the warming feeling was all over me. 

Victor came back to where I could see him and he was 
wiping his hands with a towel. When he was done he 
dropped it and then started unbuttoning his shirt. He 
wasn't a bad looking man under the shirt but here and 
there were some gray hairs and it was clear he was an 
older man. The shirt dropped to the floor and then he 
stepped out of his shoes before undoing his belt buckle. 
His pants slipped to the floor a moment later and then 
he smiled at me as his boxer shorts fell, too. 

It was the first cock I'd ever seen and it was just 
inches from my face. It was erect and it was long and 
thin and a little bent like it curved up from his body. 

"Do you like it, Erin? I hope so because this," he 
grabbed it, "is going to be the first cock in your 
virgin pussy."

He waited a moment for my reaction and then it hit me 
that he was going to have sex with me! My eyes went wide 
and I tried to make some noise. I pulled at the 
restraints and it did me no good. He chuckled a bit as I 
struggled and then he put some of the slimy stuff on 
himself and stood there stroking himself. 

"Watch how my hand goes up and down on it. Now think of 
it being all the way inside you, pumping in and out. 
Think about that, Erin."

He disappeared from my view and then I felt him get 
behind me on the bed. The egg in my butt suddenly went 
crazy as he turned it all the way up and I squirmed from 
the feeling. 

SMACK!!! 

"Hold still or I'll slap your ass again!" The pain got 
my attention and I held still. 

I felt him hold me by a hip and then felt it as his cock 
slipped back and forth between my virgin pussy lips. It 
was so slippery and the itching was so intense that what 
he was doing was soothing in its own way. He pushed a 
little and I felt the tip of his cock poke into me just 
a little. 

"Erin, make sure you're looking at the camera in front 
of you. Are you looking at it?" 

I made a 'mhm-hm' to say yes. And then he pushed into me 
and my eyes went wide and the tears came as he pushed 
into me and pressed on my virginity. I tried to scream 
but it was pointless. 

"Look at the camera, Erin!"

I did as I was told and then felt him drive himself all 
the way into my body. His hips pressed against me as I 
wailed and struggled against the intruder. I felt split 
open from the assault. Victor held himself inside me and 
didn't move for a minute or so. Then he pulled out of me 
and I felt him wipe a cloth on me, cleaning me up. 

"Heinrich," he said to the cameras, "Here's your proof! 
You'll find it in the package with the tapes!"

I felt him get close to me again and braced myself as he 
forced his way back into me. His cock slid deeper and 
deeper until it didn't go any further. And then it 
pulled back and drove in again. Slowly. Victor did this 
a few times and with each time he did it got less 
painful. Soon he was sliding in and out of me without 
any resistance and I started to relax. 

He was keeping up a steady rhythm all while his hands 
wandered my body. I have to admit that I liked the 
attention he was giving me and I didn't complain when he 
sought out my breasts again. He tweaked my heated 
nipples and the feeling caused a jolt of electricity to 
course through me. Victor felt it and pushed deep in me 
and the pain came back with a vengeance! 

"Are you liking this, you slut? Good."

He was gentle for a while and then I felt him quicken 
just a bit. 

"Erin, are you on any birth control?" I nodded no. 

"Then what do you think happens when a man and a woman 
have sex like this and they're not using birth control?"

A baby??? He was kidding, right? I couldn't have a baby! 
Oh, my God I'd be one of the ultimate loser single moms! 
I did my best to try to break free and I heard him 
laugh. 

"Oh, yeah, that's better! You fight it, Erin! That's my 
girl!"

He was pushing harder and deeper and it was starting to 
really hurt when he grabbed my hips and pushed himself 
in as deep as he could go and held it. He did this two 
more times and then I heard him groan as his cock 
swelled up inside me. 

Even over the buzzing in my anus I felt a new sensation. 

Flick! Flick! Flick! Flick! 

He pushed into me again and held it. 

Flick! Flick! 

He felt sweaty on me and his hands were sweaty, too. He 
caressed my back and it was a gentle, loving feeling 
unlike what he'd just done to me. 

"Okay, Erin, pinch on me and hold it after I pull out, 
okay?"

I nodded. 

With that he let himself slip out of me and he scrambled 
to get a camera. 

"Okay, relax!"

I did and immediately felt a rush of liquid leave my 
body. It ran down my thighs and I heard it drip on the 
bed, too. 

"Beautiful..." he said, as he was behind me. "That's 
perfect!"

He recorded some close ups around me and after several 
minutes he put the camera down, shut off the other 
cameras, and then shut off the studio lights. And with a 
yank he pulled the vibrator out of my ass. 

I could do nothing as he said, "I got to get some air 
and I'll be back."

Left alone with my thoughts I found myself disappointed 
that I'd trusted Victor and that my greed was so great 
that I ended up selling myself like a whore. And now I'd 
just had my first time with an older guy who was just 
using me for money. But I was using him, too, wasn't I? 
I wanted ten thousand dollars and I wanted it so bad I 
was willing to do dirty pictures and now I'd made a 
dirty video. I wish I had cried but it wasn't in me to 
feel sorry for myself. 

An hour or so went by and then Victor was back. He 
turned on the lights and the cameras and asked me how I 
was. What could I say? 

I didn't even see him as he said out loud, "Now for 
round two!"

He got up on the bed behind me and held my hip and 
plunged himself into me. It was really painful because I 
was so sore from that first time with him. Now I was 
crying from the pain and he didn't say anything as he 
just pounded away at me. 

It wasn't long before I felt it. 

Flick! Flick! Flick! 

He'd done it again. This time he just pulled out and had 
the camera right up in my business to record what came 
out of me. It disgusted me as his fluids leaked out of 
me and ran down my already filthy thighs. 

And then it was over. Victor shut off everything and 
then came around the bed to undo the harness holding my 
head in place. 

As he took the ball out my mouth my jaw relaxed and it 
hurt. 

"You'll be fine in a few minutes, I promise. You did 
good, Erin. This is going to make us a lot of money and 
the ten thousand dollars I promised you is just the 
start."

I didn't say anything and just worked my jaw as he undid 
the other restraints on me. And then I was free. I 
looked at him with a bit of betrayal. 

"I'm sorry, Erin, but you did agree to it and I 
explained it to you as much as I could before we 
started. Don't be angry at me for helping you get some 
serious money."

"I'll be okay." 

After that we were pretty quiet. I had some more of the 
pizza and didn't care that it was cold. Victor has some 
pajamas for me and I put them on and we watched some TV 
before heading off to bed. As I was getting ready for 
bed I told him I had a headache and he gave me a couple 
of Tylenol PM to help me sleep and I didn't argue. 

When I woke up in the morning I was hungry and when I 
got downstairs Victor had a nice breakfast on. I tried 
to be happy and pretend that yesterday was just a dream 
as I ate. 

He made small talk and said some things about President 
Clinton and health care and how some day it would happen 
but that the country wasn't ready for it yet. I didn't 
care. 

After breakfast he had me go shower (I probably smelled 
pretty bad.) and told me to meet him downstairs in the 
studio after I was dry. When I got into the shower I'd 
left my pajamas hanging but when I came out they were 
gone and it was just the satin robe hanging there. I 
figured it out and went downstairs wearing the robe. 

Victor was setting up the studio again and like before 
he had four cameras ready to go. The difference is that 
this time the restraints were all put away and the bed 
was set with white cotton sheets. Victor was wearing a 
robe of his own and it didn't take a rocket scientist to 
figure out what was going to happen. 

"Victor, I'm not sure I want to do this again. I think 
I'm still sore from yesterday, too."

He looked at me as if he'd already planned a response. 
He had. 

"No problem, Erin. Today you'll take the pill I was 
going to give you yesterday and in a while when you're 
relaxed we'll get started."

"I don't want to do any drugs. I'm sorry, but I'm not 
going to do that."

"Okay, look," he picked up a bottle, "these are 
prescription drugs from a real doctor. They're okay. 
They won't make you high they just help take the edge 
off your anxiety and they help you relax. I take them 
sometimes and that's why I have them so I'm not going to 
ask you to take anything I won't take myself. Okay? Now 
take the pill."

He handed it to me and gave me a glass of water. I 
looked at him and took the pill and washed it down. 

"Alright, good. Go watch TV or something and I'll come 
get you soon enough."

I padded upstairs and sat down at the TV and turned it 
on. It was some program about the Titanic and as I was 
watching it I found myself slipping away into an almost 
euphoric state. I felt warm and secure and it was a nice 
feeling. It was like all my worries were lifted from me. 

When Victor came to get me I didn't argue and instead 
followed him downstairs quite willingly. As he got the 
equipment running he had me drop the robe and get on the 
bed. Reclining on my back I watched him move around the 
room and then he was at the foot of the bed saying 
something and I couldn't hear him. He took his clothes 
off and I saw his cock throbbing with his heartbeat and 
it amazed me that the whole length of it had been up 
inside me just the day before. 

He spread my legs apart and I watched mystified as he 
put his face into my crotch and started kissing me and 
licking me. It felt nice and I remember spreading my 
legs to get more of that feeling. Soon he had my legs 
draped over his shoulders while he licked and probed me 
with his tongue. I arched my back as the first flush 
came over me and I knew an orgasm was on its way. He 
said something else and again I didn't quite hear it. 

Oh, but I do remember that when he pressed his face into 
me again it happened! It was glorious and it was the 
single best orgasm of my life! He kept it going and 
going until I finally reached down to stop him. Mercy!

He lifted himself and crawled up on top of me before 
leaning in to kiss me my very first kiss on the lips! It 
was soft and wonderful and as we kissed I felt him lower 
himself onto my body. His hands sought my breasts and I 
loved feeling him enjoy being with me. As we were 
kissing I felt his cock seeking me out and he poked at 
me a few times until I felt him part my body and slip 
inside. 

There was pain and soreness but somehow I didn't care. I 
just wanted this moment and I wanted it to last forever. 
Victor later told me we made almost twenty minutes of 
video but it felt like it was just a few short moments 
between when he entered me and when he pushed himself 
deep into me with the flick! flick! flick! happening at 
almost the same time. 

I was slipping into a deep sleep when I did hear him 
say, "Good job, Erin."

I managed to sleep into the early evening and when I 
woke up I put on my robe and went upstairs and found 
Victor making dinner. We ate and talked about my orgasm 
and how he liked being with me and kissing me. It was 
all very flattering and I think I would have died if 
after all we'd done that he wasn't happy with me. 

At some point I realized I wanted some other clothes. 

"Hey, um, do you mind if I get my pajamas back? I don't 
want to go around naked all the time."

He giggled a little. "I don't mind if you don't mind! 
Seriously, I kind of like you being so natural. It's 
sexy if you don't mind."

"Well, thank you but I still want some clothes. Besides, 
I'm a little cold!"

He went and fetched my pajamas for me and after I got 
them on we sat and watched TV together until it was time 
for bed. 

The next morning he was up before m again and was 
already busy setting up the bed in the basement. I could 
hear him downstairs and figured to leave him alone and 
get some breakfast. There was a half grapefruit and I 
had that along with some coffee. As I was finishing up 
Victor came into the kitchen. 

"Good to see you're up! So the news today is Heinrich is 
flying in and I have to go get him at the airport and 
then he wants to meet you before he picks up his videos 
and leaves again." 

There were a few more words but then he was gone. After 
breakfast I went to take a shower and then I got dressed 
for the first time in a couple days. Nothing special, 
just a slip dress and sandals. I also decided on a bra 
and panties so I'd be a little normal again. 

Traffic must have been typically awful because it took 
two hours before Victor showed up with Heinrich. 
Heinrich was actually a handsome man, tall, thin, blond, 
and well dressed. Victor introduced us and we spoke a 
while before Victor had me leave the room so the two of 
them could talk business. 

It was maybe just ten minutes when Victor called me into 
the study to talk with Heinrich. 

"My dear, your name is Erin, no?" I nodded yes. "Well, 
let me tell you a story about a man who got very sick 
and because of that he can't have children like a normal 
man. I still desire normal things, of course, but what I 
do is I hire others to be my surrogates and to do things 
on my behalf that I cannot do on my own. Do you 
understand me, liebchen? Yes, well good." 

He sipped at his coffee. 

"That brings me to you. You're being paid quite well for 
your work here and I am proposing to make you a grander 
offer. Instead of a mere ten thousand dollars I propose 
to pay you one hundred thousand dollars and you and 
Victor will produce more videos for me for the next 
year. Meaning next June you will receive your money from 
me. Now at the same time I will provide you a stipend of 
two thousand dollars per month provided you remain with 
Victor, does this not make sense? Yes?"

"Yes, it does. But what about my mom?"

"Your mother abandoned you. Don't bother about her 
anymore. You can go home if you're sentimental or you 
can make enough money to buy yourself a good start in 
life. Many young women in your situation would eagerly 
trade with you and if you won't do it then one of them 
will." 

I didn't have to think about it very long before I said 
yes. 

"Good girl", said Heinrich. To Victor he said, "Now I'd 
like you to prepare the young lady and then I'd like to 
come see things for myself."

"Of course, Heinrich."

Victor took me down the stairs and had me disrobe and 
get on the bed. In a repeat of my first time with him I 
was fully retrained with my head secured to the 
headboard. The warming jelly was shoved into me and then 
I was left alone. 

A few minutes later I heard someone coming down the 
stairs and I knew it wasn't Victor because the footsteps 
were lighter. It was Heinrich. His cologne gave it away, 
as well. 

When he walked in front of me I could see he was naked 
and I also saw that his cock was not as long as Victor's 
but it was still intimidating. What was more 
intimidating was that I knew what would happen 
instantly. 

Without saying anything Heinrich got behind me on the 
bed and slammed himself into me. He was no sooner in me 
than I felt him throb inside me and it was over. He then 
got up and left me there. 

I never saw him again after that. 

About two hours went by and then Victor came down to see 
me. He didn't set me free but instead spoke to me. 

"Victor is on his way back to Germany now and he was 
very happy that he got to spend a little time with you. 
I'm sure you don't mind. But he did give me some 
specific instructions about you and one of them is that 
he wants you to be treated like a sex toy and he wants 
us to have a child. I wasn't sure if you were clear on 
that when we were talking but the hundred grand is 
conditioned on you delivering a baby so we have some 
work to do."

I didn't see what Victor was doing but then he got on 
the bed and pushed himself into me where Heinrich had 
been not so long before. 

He slid himself into my depths and kept talking, 
"Heinrich can't even come so it's not like he did 
anything in you so don't get too upset about this. Now 
me, on the other hand, I work just fine and (unnnh) I 
think we can get you pregnant soon enough."

He plowed me thoroughly and even though I didn't have an 
orgasm it was still satisfying in a way. As before, when 
he came he held himself deep inside of me and I felt the 
flick! flick! flick! as his cock spat come into me. 

That night he brought me to his bed and we slept 
together. We just slept! Really! It was nice and the 
next day was a day off for us. 

That brings me to the end of the week when my mother got 
home. It was on the news that I was a missing person but 
no one was sympathetic to my mom. She ended up going to 
jail for abandoning me at home while she partied with 
her boyfriend. Sadly, it wasn't too long before her 
story and my story dropped from the news. 

Victor got me pregnant as promised. But when the money 
came and I found myself $134,000 wealthier I didn't want 
to leave him. Where would I go anyway? We stayed 
together and one baby became three and after our little 
girl was born I was old enough to marry Victor and 
that's what we did. It wasn't all hearts and roses but 
it was more that we were comfortable with each other and 
neither of us really wanted the other to leave. 

Amazingly, no one ever bothered to notice that I had 
been missing for almost five years. No one gave a shit. 

Except Victor. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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