“ Are you sure this is the right place for your meeting dad ? It looks ..."Well it looked like nobody has lived in the old theatre for ages. The two tale dilapidated planetary house looked locked up closely. Even the shutters are drawn. Still wearing my school uniform I shivered when I felt a draft under my bird. I hated wearing this stupid plaid skirt and snowy blouse but the C. Vann Woodward schoolhouse for girls was the unspoiled in the area. And a schoolhouse uniform was part of the package. At least I wore the ankle length annulus instead of the knee length giving me a little tribute from the free fall breeze.

"Won't be but a consequence, Sarah. I was told that I might accept to wait for a few minutes since the offices are in the basement."My dad brought my tending back to him and the door. I noticed he was fidgeting, I don't think I've ever seen him fidget before. moldiness be an significant client he needed to get papers from. My regard wandered around as he rang the buzzer again. Briefly I wondered why he picked me up from school early XV mo early instead of letting me convey a bus plate. But it wasn't wise to oppugn my father on his motives if you wanted to have a peaceful evening. Maybe he has a treat…

The door was opened by one of the enceinte men I think I've ever seen. Standing more than 6 feet grandiloquent he had the tolerant shoulders of a man that lifts weights or performs forcible toil regularly. Even though father said that this was a home base government agency I thought it odd that the man was dressed in nothing but a pair of blue jean. I also had to wonder what form of business the man was in to be able to bear his hair so long and have a number of tattoos.

I was pulled from my musings when I felt my father's paw on my arm."SARAH !"He shook my arm. I must not have heard something he had told me. I started to pull my arm away but he held onto it firmly. When I looked at him he had that expression on his face that said that I'd screwed up majorly and was about to be punished. early than being lost in idea, which usually irritated him, I had no clue what I'd done.

"Dad ?"I croaked. Getting a set down in movement of a alien was no outing in my category as my Father could be ruthless. The later grounding and chores were by far more palatable than his original tongue-lashing.

"Listen to me. And listen well. This is John ; you will go with him and do what he says. If you do not, it will go very badly for you and your sis as well. Do you realize me Sarah ?"My Father's grip tightened on my arm briefly and gave me a little shake.

"What do you imply ?"I'm sure they could hear my heart drubbing in my breast. And the abbreviated look at John didn't help. He didn't feeling that friendly when he answered the door, but now he had a menacing grin on his nerve as he stepped out on the porch toward us.

"Don't ask head !"My father gave another waggle."You will walk into this house and do as you are told by John the Evangelist. You will listen to him as if it were me giving you rescript or instruction. If you do not, when I return I will be bringing your sister with me and both of you will be punished for it. John has no patience for anyone who does not obey him immediately. We've kept him waiting long enough."

I don't know if dad even noticed the tears in my center that had started when his grip had tightened on my arm. I'm not even sure I noticed. I can't contemplate what it is that my father wants me to do for this man. Or what it was that I did to displease my father to merit being punished. Not to remark how I'm going to be working off my punishment. The last"work"punishment was two hebdomad working at my beginner's restaurant scrubbing every floor and surface including every chap with a toothbrush. I think he got that from a motion-picture show. And what is this about my sister Susan ?

"I'll be back for her in 6 minute. I expect that will be plenty of meter, John ?"My Father turned and asked the man now standing on the former side of me as if they expect me to bolt.

"shuffle it 8 hours. That will be 10. to a greater extent than enough time to get what I want."whoremonger answered with a sly grinning to my father.

"Very well. commemorate the agreement."My father was cut off in mid-sentence as John the Divine stepped in front of me and towered over my father.

"Remember what this is about Robert."Very confused I looked from my dad to King John who now had a menacing scowl that scared me. John's words were hard."You will be compensated. Come along Sarah. take the air into the home and bit left at the first door. Walk in and stand in front of my desk. Then I will explain what your"duties"will be while you are here."The last was said with a dark smirk.

"pop ?"

"GO !"He pushed me toward the threshold and released my arm."Remember, if you fail to comply you and your sister will be punished !"With that he turned on his heal and returned to his car.

I watched my father for a minute as he pealed out of the ride before noticing John was looking at me. Hard. I had already disobeyed an order. Turning to go in the home hoping that I'd be doing naught more ho-hum than filing this afternoon I stopped just after entering the straw man door. Making my fundament move again toward the room access John told me to participate I got a good tone at the interior of the house. If the outside was decrepit, to say the interior was lavish and well decorated was an understatement. The elbow room on the right was richly decorated. It boasted floor to cap Bible cases filled with Greco-Roman hard backs. The desk I stopped in front of was huge. Made of colored wood with a crimson desk day book it was striking. Two large plush emerald greenish chairs for node were inviting. As I made a relocation to sit in one Saint John the Apostle stopped me with a hand on my arm.

"command were to stand in movement of my desk Sarah."

"I'm sorry, Sir."At the word sir he grinned a little. As if it amused him to be called sir. I resumed standing in front of his desk between his two electric chair. His posture relaxed and he leaned a hip against the desk. I couldn't assistance thinking that he looked like a"bad boy"the fille at school giggled over. Not that we've seen any boys ... Bad or otherwise. A private all-girls school day that I've attended for the live on 14 year brought new import to the word strictly supervised. Even at 18 I've never had a boyfriend. Hard to have a boyfriend when you have a watchdog 24/7.

My heart stopped at the thought… why did my father dismiss Ms. Greere ? I wasn't really nervous until now. I wiped my break palms on my skirt as I wondered why my father had left me alone with a man unknown to me. Considering I've hardly ever been alone since I was 10 and never alone with a stranger let alone a unknown man. When I looked up I was staring into the prettiest greenness eye I'd ever seen. Startled by the thought since the smell John the Evangelist held was very serious and definitely not friendly I started to ask him where he would wish me to start.

"Do you jazz why you are here ? Why your father brought you here ?"John interrupted.

I slowly shook my drumhead."No. I assume I'm here to act upon for you ? My Church Father sometimes punishes me with menial tasks such as authority work or manual labor."

At this John's side transformed into a grin. Not a comical grin. His black shoulder length whisker and dark aspect reminded me of what a pirate might search like."No. You're not here for that. Let me start with the basics. As your father said you will do as I instruct you or your sister will be returning with your founder tonight and neither of you will enjoy what will happen. Hmm. If retentiveness serf Susan is 12, yes ?"

"Yes"I can feel my fondness meter harder. My custody find my dame again trying to rid myself of the moisture that keeps forming on my palms.

"goodness. hold open her in mind."He claps his hands together loudly enough to startle me. I jumped slightly and took a step back."halt ! Stand still. fend up straight and face the desk. Hands down at your sides."He walks behind me as I turn and face his desk. My mind is racing. Susan ? What does he imply ? Why am I here if not to work off some punishment ? I'm startled again as his handwriting fall on my shoulders. Knowing that if he is like my forefather he expects me to face up straight ahead without looking around I focus on the shelf behind his desk. It takes me a import to realize what the objective I'm focusing on is. Then I start trembling…

"Ever see a cock before Sarah ?"John's words are whispered near my ear. His hands have moved to stroke my longsighted red hair off my articulatio humeri so all falls down my back.

I'm shocked. I can't movement though I feel his hands gently moving on my berm and down my hair. The… phallus. It's a statue on the shelf behind his desk. Made of a Shirley Temple Black marble. It's… It's… I've only seen a picture of one and it was a little male child. This isn't a trivial boys ’. This one is about 8 inches long and the diam is a fiddling modest than my wrist. Oh god. Oh god. My shakiness gain and my articulatio genus feel weak.

"Why,"barely escape cock in a stifle gasp.

"You are here to pay your Fatherhood debt. Or should I say debts. He has managed many."His custody move down my shoulders and around to the front of my shirt. When I feel a tug at the top button of my shirt my hired hand move to persist his automatically.

"Tsk. Tsk. Hands at your position. oculus straight ahead. And don't move. Remember what I said about Susan ? One or both of you will pay this debt. You will submit or"I can feel him shrug behind me"both of you will pay unwillingly."

My hands drop back to my sides and I can experience the beginning few release of my shirt unfasten. For the first time I notice the elbow room has begun to chill. I can feel the coolness across my breastbone as he unfastens my shirt.
I'm so focused on the cerebration and flavour racing through my nous that I'm momentarily surprised when another man steps in front of me. For a minute the surprisal is a happy one. My father's cooperator is standing in front of me with a gentle smile on his face.

"hello, wife. Oh, I should say next wife."He whispers softly as his hand cups my face.

"Kevin ! Please, help me. Pay him, or how often does dad owe ? Please what.. what….. I'll do anything. Don't let him hurt me or Susan ... Please !"I'm babbling.. I know I'm babbling.. My mentation won't form a cohesive intellection. Cock ... wife ... debt ... father ... Kevin ... Susan… shirt ... bra ... all these snippets of thought Benjamin Rush around my thinker. All the while I feel… scared ... frail kneed… apprehensiveness ... betrayed ... anxiety ...

"Oh my cover girl Sarah."Kevin's hand moves from cupping my brass to stroke down the side of my neck. I shiver as his hand reaches the vale in between my breasts just above my bra that John has now exposed. Kevin uses his other hand to open my shirt wider."That's not why I'm here. I'm only here to safe guard my interests. hold open your mouthpiece shut no more talking. John the Evangelist will explain shortly. First we need to get you ready to pay Roberts debt. Be a beneficial miss and stand still."At that gentle grin turned into a grinning I'd never seen on him before. It was almost predatory.

John's stopped unbuttoning my shirt about three buttons below my bra and has moved his hands up to hold the shirt open for Kevin. Kevin moves his manus lazily around the cup of my bra. My hands jerk involuntarily as he reaches his manus insides the loving cup of my bra and pulls out my breasts. John helps by pulling the cups down and under my breasts. Although not large enough to sag at all this frames my breasts and keeps them"up ”. The cool air causes the nipples to tingle and season.

I can't not conflict. All of a sudden I'm panicked. I start to push at Kevin with my workforce. John the Divine at my rear locks his arms around my waist to subdue me and tells Kevin to call Robert and get Susan over here.

"NO !"I pant. I force myself to end fighting at Susan's gens."I'm SORRY ! Please ..."I hiccup a sob as a bout rolls down my impudence."I won't fight anymore. I don't know what happened.. I'm sorry…"

"Kneel !"Gospel According to John tells me as he lets go of me and backs away a step. I dropped to my knees in front of Kevin. Mortified that I'm now eye level with the bulge of his fork."Open your shirt back up and pucker it so it won't close again. Show Kevin your tits."While I tuck the shirt in my bra to keep my tit bare John puts his hands on my shoulders and forces my shoulders back. When I'm done I drop my men back to my sides.
"Very pretty Sarah."Kevin commentary as he runs a fingertip over each tit."But if we are going to forgive your small effusion there has to be some punishment."At Kevin's intelligence I feel King John move finisher to my spine. His crotch now directly behind and pushing against the dorsum of my head with his legs and articulatio genus supporting my back. He hands Kevin a unforesightful riding crop I hadn't noticed before and the gnarl in the pit of my stomach tightens.
"Put your hands behind your backrest and keep them there."Kevin instructs me as he runs the crop over the top fleshy part of my breast. When I have my hands behind my back he moves the harvest to the teat that are still hard in the cool air. I shiver feeling the quiver in the air.

"Do not move. Move and I will holler Robert myself."lav tells me as he tips my head back to looking at my face. Before he finishes the sentence I hear a"whoosh"and feel the air move in battlefront of me. It takes a second for the pain to show before all the air rushes out of my lungs. If John hadn't been holding my header back I don't think I could have stopped myself from doubling over. The pain in my right tit was excruciating. Biting down hard on my impudence a whimper relief valve. I'm afraid to holler.

trick is still holding my head back with one hand in my pilus as he moves the other one down to my right nipple that he gently caresses at first. That caress feels like fire. When he takes his thumb and forefinger and flicks the nub as hard as he can I scream from the nuisance. Looking at John I see a satisfied smile get over his face.
"Now that has me concentrated as a rock. I think we'll leave the other one alone for now. Remember I asked you if you'd ever seen a rooster Sarah ? I want an answer."John lets go of my foreland and motions for me to stand.
"Just a scene of a petty boys ’."I whimper as I get to my feet and stand in front of the desk facing the statue on the shelf again.

"Have you let a man touch you at all Sarah ?"Kevin moves behind the desk and sits in the electric chair there."Are you still my virgin bride ?"This is asked with a wickedly barbarous smile.

"No. Yes."I stutter out.

"Well which is it ?"Kevin slams his hands down on the desk."better yet let me just let my earnest Friend Dr. John check ?"

"I'm a virgin. I'm never alone around men. Please don't look at me. Please.. I'll do whatever you want."I plead. bout stinging my middle at the pain still throbbing in my right field breast.

Kevin grinned."I know you'll do what we want. And I have your doctor's report from yesterday's little visit. So unless you work fast you still have"MY"hymen. And you'll still have it after John gets done with you. Though I doubt you'll feel very virgin. I think the first cock any adult female should see is her husband. Although not as generous as our friend John's here."At that Kevin leaned back in the chairman and undid the fastening on his slacks. Lowering his briefs he fisted his penis. Although the desk and his script hid it for the most component I could tell it was only slightly smaller than the statue behind him. When my face paled he grinned even bigger and moved his hand so I could get a expert opinion of it.

"He's not the one you need to be worried about."John whispered in my ear. My gut tightened and I was surprised that my genu would still support me. Still four invertebrate foot from the desk John pushed me toward it. He told me to take for out my hands and when I did Kevin took them and pulled me forward so that I was turn forward over the desk. He placed my men on his side of the desk and instructed me to stoop my elbows so that they rested on the desk with my hands gripping the edge.

My pelvic bone was pushing into the desk. My first opinion was if they were going to use a smash to spank me. Stupid. I felt my wench being lifted up and the coolheaded air on the back of my second joint. I can feel John Lackland's hired hand tucking my prospicient dame up into the dorsum of my waistband. thrifty not to relate me he lowers my snowy cotton wool step-in to the bottom of my cigaret. The feeling makes me shiver with apprehension. I'm still wondering what they are going to use to spank me at this point. The pip I could think of was a whip or a cane. Bent in this attitude I could only stare at Kevin while he stroked his hard-on and watched can doing something I couldn't see. I could get a line the whisper of fabric and the moving of a chair. When I tried to look behind me Kevin grabbed my whisker and stood up.
"No talking. Some shrieking is allowed. And you do think back what will happen if you fail to reconcile ?"Kevin asked jerking my head up to take on his anticipating gaze.

I nodded jerkily as I could. He had a firm grasp of my hair to keep my caput from moving. As I stared at him he gave a nod to John the Divine behind me and I closed my optic braced myself and waited for the first blow. And waited. Until Kevin snickered.

"Oh, Love. You are innocuous. Did you sense her tense bathroom ? She thinks she's here for a thrashing."The amusement in Kevin's eyes infuriated me. Until I felt whoremonger against my vertebral column. I stiffened. While mostly clothed I could feel his bare legs against mine. And against my bare but I felt…

"That's right trivial daughter. I butt make love Virgo the Virgin. And think about this. That marble pecker on the shelf ? Is an exact extra of my cock. Just not quite that punishing. Luckily for you. No. Don't struggle. Don't move. Just stay like you are. See Kevin's face. He's enjoying your threat right now. He just got harder. Pucker your lips up and give Kevin a kiss. A lady friend's first kiss should always be with her husband. mightily Kevin ?"

Oh god. I can't battle them. I feel my tush cheeks clench as he rubs his erection in between my impudence. He feels big. Bigger than his marble statue. Quaking on the inside I do as John says and public press my sass together for Kevin's kiss. He can't really be my fiancé can he ? stupe thought at a clip like this. I can see my arms trembling. I must be shaking pretty bad.

"buss it."Instead of bending to kiss me Kevin steps up to me and puts"it"in front of me."Pucker up and kiss my cock trivial young lady. Our first kiss."The tip of it brushes my lips a few times before he pulls back."division your lips a minuscule and stick out your spit. A niggling Daniel Chester French kiss."I wet my lips and do as he said. It feels weird and tastes salty. He leaves it there a moment and Tell me to move my natural language up and down. After a couple of flicks of my glossa he moves back and sits down in the chair.

"Hmm John the Evangelist's forbearance has about run out."Kevin says as he caresses my cheek with his brass knuckles.

"motion the mirror and sit to the side."John instructs Kevin. I watch as Kevin swivels around and slides a story duration mirror over in front of me. Hiding the repulsive marble phallus until Kevin reaches behind the mirror and catch the thing handing it to John who sits it down in my computer peripheral vision."Don't worry minuscule young lady. It won't be the showtime cock to have a go at it your ass. And it won't be the death to lie with you either."He chuckles a little with the finale remark. My paw grip the edge of the desk hard. As if I could perpetrate myself away from his awful weight.
Kevin stands to the English so he has a view of me to his right hand and the mirror to his left. He takes both hands and gathering my hair so that it drapes over my go away articulatio humeri. His left hand resume stroking his erecting while he buries his the right way manus in my hair and jerked meat my oral sex so that I face the mirror. In it I can see John still lying over my back supporting some of his weighting with his elbows as he watches me. As he watches my face. Kevin gives St. John a little nod.

"You will confront the mirror. Kevin will help you to remember. I don't tending what you look at in the mirror you will keep your optic open for me. If you close them, you will get fucked with my little friend to your right."As he levers himself up I can see his thing sticking up between the impertinence of my ass. The mirror is tilted in such a way that I can see the top of my butt. He slides it along my quip a couple of times before he steps back and seize a bottle off the death chair he moved beside the desk. The exculpated liquid state he squirts into his handwriting isn't much. Maybe dime sized.

"Just enough to get it in."He gossip when he sees me watching. I get the feeling he likes the terror I'm intuitive feeling. It's clawing at me. I'm fighting not to propel or fight. As he rubs it on just the tip of his erection I bring down my chief a little just meaning to gather a little relief from the strain on my arms.

"Looks like Sarah want's some marble up her ass John."Kevin's tonus press stud my head up faster than he can use my fuzz to draw in my head back up. When I open my mouth to plead he continues,"And she wants to add to it by talking it looks like. This would be better than our wedding party night if I got to have intercourse you. Too bad you dad says you have to keep your cherry until the vows are said."

looking back at the mirror I let my gaze lose focus. Not seeing anything clearly in Hope that it will seduce this a little more endurable. Behind me John moves my animal foot apart about 6 inches and I can feel him actuate my Edward Douglas White Jr. cotton panties to keep my sex covered.

Then I feel it. He nudges it between my cheeks. Putting a script on either butt impertinence he uses his thumbs to root for my cheeks apart. I feel him shift a fiddling before the tip of it rests right against my ... anus. I can't help it. My gaze snaps back into focus and I start to stir my head but right now Kevin has a tight hold on my hair and I can barely actuate. Kevin is focused on what Johns'doing and barely posting. The mantra"don't fight"is a litany in my drumhead. I know cipher will discontinue this. If I don't submit they'll just force me and my baby. That was my last coherent thought about anything outside of my body. I felt him grapple my cheeks and the pressure as he pressed his hip forward. For a moment I was relieved. It felt set and strong and the burning pressure as he pushed into me was abominable but not unbearable.

"Here it comes little girl."He jerked his hips forward. I couldn't help it. I screamed as my back bowed and a hurting so sharp traveled up my spine in an second. After a few seconds the excruciating annoyance that had traveled up my spine passed and I could feel the electrocution pain in the neck in my seat. Only Kevin's paw in my hair's-breadth kept me facing the mirror and I'm not for certain I kept my centre spread. Panting for breath with rip streaming down my cheeks I realized that John hadn't moved anymore. Focusing my gaze I see John with a big grin watching me.
"That's one cherry down. Don't talk of the town or beg Sarah. Just scream for me."I felt whoremonger withdrawal a little and the burning botheration was bearable. Until in the next second John stilled."Look at me Sarah."He said. When I did his hairgrip on my ass shifted to my hips and drove his erecting into my butt as intemperately, fast, and far as he could. This time the painful sensation was Thomas More intense as I felt him drive as far in as he could. Screaming I couldn't help but to slam and Kevin was there to keep from fighting while still facing the mirror. I couldn't see anything as tear streamed down my face.

"Are you in buddy ?"Kevin asked John.

"Hell no ! About three quarters. She's got a plastered little asshole. I can't believe how much annoyance she can hire. She hasn't passed out yet. I don't know if I'll get a 30 instant ride out of her. She's too blind drunk. harbor her steadfast I'm ready to ride her hard."With that Gospel According to John pushed my shoulder joint down so that I'm now laying on the desk clinging to the sharpness. Kevin still holding my head up facing the mirror.

"Please…."Came as a strangled cry from my sassing and they just laughed. It felt like… I don't know. It was so painful and it burned.. He pulled out and force back back in ... The painfulness this metre was half of before and I closed my eyes and tried to tell myself to just breathe through it .