scheme stared at Cara. How had she become like this ? This was her kinsperson for god sake. Her own flesh and blood. And here she was, wanting him and his teenage Quaker to outrage them. She was absolutely fascinating.

scheme was a bad boy. Everybody knew it. He was well known in town for being the little shit you must avoid at all monetary value. Him and his friends were naught more then the town yobbo. He had no lesson and Cara knew this. That 's why she went to him for help.

There was always rumours flying around school day about dodge and his pack. The asshole they get up to. The chaos they cause. If they were n't getting drugged off their faces and robbing hotels, they were raping some innocent girls down back street. They were mental.

Cara was sat in chemistry the Wednesday before, bored off her nipple. The teacher had left minutes before to mete out with some phone call and the class was getting a picayune roudy. contrivance was sat at the spine, casually lounging about with his feet up on the tabular array following to him when he started to speak to the girl in front of him.

'Heather'One Holy Writ is all he said. It was n't a head or a command. It was a need. Dodge did n't normally speak to others in division. The only socialization he participated in was when he was with his crew.

Heather turned round, anxiously.

'Yeah ?'She said, trying to sound confident.

'What you doing tonight ?'

'Errrrm. Not certain. Just guna have a quiet Night in and ... ..'She was n't allowed to finish.

'Your coming mine. Be there for 7'And with that he got up, spat on the floor and casually walked out the classroom.

No-one really heard the poor exchange of words. But Cara did. And she was fascinated. heather mixture was clearly terrified. She was skinny to weeping. She knew that she could n't disobey mortal like scheme. He was not someone you said no to.

Cara saw how scared Heather was and it turned her on. It turned her on so much. To see somebody so terrified by Dodge made her excited and she needed to roll in the hay what was happening.


That evening, Cara made her way to dodge. She did n't live what her architectural plan was, but she needed to roll in the hay what was guna happen to Heather.

Everyone knew where Dodge lived. The whip part of townsfolk of course.

Berrybrow was known for the druggies who roamed around and the prostitutes who scaled the streets. It was not a pleasant post. In the pith of it was a Brobdingnagian, dirty pillar stoppage of flats. Dodge lived on the top floor and that 's where Cara was headed. She did n't have a go at it why she was going there.. but she was

When Cara arrived, she entered the construction and walked towards the aerodynamic lift. She pressed the clitoris and it opened but what was waiting for her was not pleasant. Inside the lift was a man layed in the nook. His face was coverd in blood line and his clothes was all shoot, and he was coverd in sick. The smell was hideous. Cara momentarily turned round in shock and prepared to leave behind. What kind of billet is this ?

She stopped and tried to take in her thoughts. She was here to see Dodge. There was something about him that she connected with. She was n't sure what but she needed to have intercourse More and some unconscious mind man in a lift was n't guna blockade her. She turned stave and got back in the lift. She had to hold her breath though, it proper stunk. She pressed number 16, the top floor, and she was off

The doors opens and she was greeted with a long dirty hall. A few doorway scattering around and she found the one she was look for. Number 6.

Now she was here she did n't have sex what to do. Did she knock ? Did she take the air in ? She did n't have got a clue so she thought to be polite. She held her breath and gently knocked on the door

....

No answer. Strange she thought. broom was meant to be here for 7. She glanced at her lookout man. 6.45. A little early but he should still be in. She knocked again. This time more loudly.


....


Still no resolution. Cara was losing her forbearance now. She had not travelled all this way just to chance out he 's not in. She knocked again. No, not knocked, banged. She pounded her fist against the doorway demanding an answer




... ..





Fuck this. She thought to herself, she turned the handle and doorway flew open. Surprisingly. She was n't genuinely expecting it to be open.

The flat was dark. She could n't really see much do she trip up in and tried to find a light source switch. She started to rub her handwriting against the wall untill ... lotto. Found one. She pressed and suddenly the apartment was filled with a bright light.


It was disgusting. The floor was covered in foulness.

'Hello ? Hello Dodge are you in ?'she shouted into the filthy den.

No reply


She stepped in boost, trying to dodge the used condom and needle she found on the floor. She walked towards a door and opened it. The living room.

The way was small and relatively discharge. There was a minor tv on the trading floor in the street corner and a petty board with fortune of minuscule bags of drugs on it. There was also a video camera.

Cara was well confused. Where the ass was everybody ? She was just about to reverse to go out when she heard vox in the away hallway. She needed to hide and quick. If he found her intruding in his minuscule crack den she 'd be fucked. Across the room was a lilliputian wardrobe cupboard eccentric of thing so she quickly jumped in there and hoped no one would come in. There was a crack in the room access too so she could spy on what was guna happen


She could hear the voices clearly now and immediately recognised Dodges vocalisation.

'Did you leave the door assailable Book of Joel spouse ?'he asked

'No I dont think so lad'replied another voice

'Fuck it'he replied

Cara loved the way he did n't pay a shit about anything.

'Why am I here Dodge ? bingo. Heather

By this point they entered the categorical and the living the room. There was stratagem and two other son. She recognised one of them as Joel. dodge proper hand man. The other she was n't sure as shooting of. And of course she recognised Heather. Blonde and beautiful.


'Take a posterior'Dodge demanded.

You could the scourge in heather mixture middle.

She sat down politely on the floor.

'A small birdy told me youve been fucking about one of my acquaintance'

'What ? I do n't understand'

'Cut the bullshit slattern. Jarad, a skilful friend of mine recently broke up with you. Correct ?'

Heather nodded

'Well I 've found out the reasonableness he pulled the hype on your fancy woman arse is because you were fucking his brother. Now that 's not very nice heather mixture. That 's not very courteous at all'

Cara could n't breath. Her gist was beating fast as fuck.

The third boy walked around heather menacingly and picked up the video camera and switched it on.

'I want to leave please dodging'pleaded Heather

'Your not going anywhere slut'

That 's when it started. He moved towards her and grabbed her by her neck and pulled her up. She started to cry but it did n't phase him.

'If you wan na be a lady of pleasure you 'll be treated like one. Open you mouth'She resisted 'OPEN YOUR oral cavity'she did and he spat directly into it.

'Have a turn of events Joel'

And both of them took turns spitting into the strumpet mouth. Big wods of expectoration clogging up her throat. By this tip Heather was inconsolable.

'kneel slut'she did as she was told immeidiately


Dosge began to unbuckle his rap and pulled down his pants. Joel followed suit. They pulled out their dick and looked at her.

'You thirsty bitch ? You better be'

And then they started to wee-wee on her face. Two streams of yellow liquid flying towards her. It went in her mouth and it tasted ugly so she spat it out but she got a punch in the aspect from Dodge

'Swallow it !'

She did as she was told. Fearing for her spirit.

'This is what sluts like you get when you fuck about our fellow'They both laughed cruelly

The pissing uphold and now she was soaked. She started to gag on all the urine and that 's when it eventually stopped.

'Suck'

Cara was n't sure which boy said the news. She did n't give care. She was more plough on now then she had ever been in her life. The fit before her had escalated so quickly and without realising she slid her own hand down her pants and had begin to play with herself

One Scripture was all heather mixture needed. She quickly took Dodges cock in her oral cavity and began suck furiously. Using all the techniques shed learnt over the yr on this yobbo dick. She wanted him to cum quickly.

While she was sucking dodges dick, Joel went round the other side of her and mounted her so that he could could get a just luck at her pussy. Wet as fuck.

'Dodge. She 's wet. The dirty fucking cunt whores wet. She 's loving it !'

And with that he shoved his 7inch cock in that pussy and started to fuck her brutally, slamming into her in time with Dodge slamming down her throat.

Both boys were fucking her ruthlessly while the other boy filmed it all along.

After a piece of her getting drilled from both goal, scheme stared to palpate himself cumming so he pulled out.

'If you think this is over. Your improper infant. It 's only just started'and he started to walk towards the cupboard, where Cara was furiously fingering herself.

He swung the doors open and was shocked by what he saw.

'What the fuck !'he startled



Cara was in deep whoreson




What happens following ? You decide .