Katie stared out of the parlour window at the release cargo train rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few mo the thought of the suburban Pancho Villa lining the other side of the rails it was nearly five in the afternoon and her young man Billy would soon be coming by on his way home from duty as pointsman at the track spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweetened, kind, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was proficient to get around until she could get to university and bunk the downbeat outdated backwater place that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the passing lading cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep herself pure until he eighteenth natal day and how billystick was going to be mighty upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him globe her.

Katie was n't cruel, just ambitious, she was from the wrong side of the tracks and her folks said she was adopted but she was going to be somebody, like Mr Jefferson the guy that seemed to own one-half of Timperley and lived in a sort of one-half sized replica of the gabardine planetary house on the early side of meat of town.

he-goat did n't arrive, the east bound container letter carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road whipper in three unlike route liveries pounding away at the drumhead of a quarter Roman mile of container railcar and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

'' he-goat not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing good well billy had been forced to do another half shift that evening.

'' Do n't take care like it mom, '' Katie said.

'' Only we got a little birthday surprise for you, '' he mom said, `` You want to go get ready ? ``

'' Why ? '' Kate asked, `` Why ca n't I go like this ? ``

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the waistcloth of her spicy jeans and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her whisker needed a wash and her flat shoe did cypher for her, `` Katie you got to stimulate an drive some time sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every other girl gets a car, I get a dress, gee big deal ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower bath and a shampoo Katie and be prepare for seven thirty, 'kay ? ``

'' Ohhh kay, '' Katie sighed and she went up the creaking stairs to her room.

The garb fitted but it was tight so she took a shower and washed her pilus and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her father asked.

'' Where 's billystick ? '' Katie asked.

'' There 's a hot box on the feeder, '' her dad explained, `` He wo n't be through until about eleven. ``

'' Oh, where are we going ? '' Katie enquired.

'' That 's a natal day surprisal, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five year old Ford post Dipper and headed for town, over the railroad line raceway and down towards the imposing frontage of the President Jefferson mansion where to Kate 's surprise they pulled into the drive.

'' Where are we going ? '' Katie asked.

'' Ah, I have to see someone, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the side door.

He went inside for a hour and came back out, `` Katie, Mr Jefferson wants to adjoin you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

Katie reluctantly climbed from the car, she did n't like meeting important people, she always felt frumpish and inferior.

Katie stepped inside, a long corridor led to a stairway leading up to the amphetamine floors.

'' So you 're Katherine, '' Mr Jefferson 's vox boomed.

'' Yes sir ! '' her beginner replied.

'' Let her speak, Benjamin Franklin, '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` You a Virgo ? ``

'' What, how dare you ! '' Katie snapped.

'' Are you going to let her utter to me like that ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson demanded.

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her down man ! '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Wha ? '' Katie asked and her dad slapped her around the face.

'' Do n't talk back ! '' he snapped.

'' So are you a virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your daddy fifty thousand dollars for your cherry tree. '' Jefferson announced.

'' No, I 'm not, '' Kate lied, `` he-goat and me been doing it for years. ``

'' Bring her down stairs Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the bitch some manners. ``

'' looking ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the stairs, she tried to balk but he was too unattackable and she had no choice but to distribute a stumble towards the step which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at ceiling altitude to reveal a stairway leading downwards to the cellars..

'' No ! '' she squealed as she realised he was propelling her forwards and downwards towards a windowless brick lined tunnel lined with wine racks and only when she was pushed to the far end did she realise there was a door in the end rampart which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden stocks, a wooden cross, a kind of vertical round wooden table, and a chivalric wheel jostled for space amid the cast-off Sir Ernst Boris Chain and hooks, in the brightly lit yet glowering, dark painted cavern.

'' My manoeuvre way, '' Mr President Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a promote door, `` A rest room. ``

A room with a bed, to one English en suite bathroom was revealed.

'' W'what do you want ? '' Katie asked.

'' On the bed, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` I think I need to check you are n't a Virgo. ''

'' Dad ! '' Katie protested, '' Why are you doing this ! '' but Jefferson shook his foreland and her dad did n't reply.

'' Strip her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shears. ``

'' Do it man ! '' he added, and then snapped, `` Oh let me ! ``

Katie stared wide eyed as Jefferson picked up a pair of giant scissor grip and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her breasts. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

'' You 're fat, '' he announced, `` Does n't she do sportsman ? ``

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' half-wit, '' President Jefferson snapped, `` Hold still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shears under the side of her panties and snipped through the cincture so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three while allowing that to fall away as well.

Katie stood au naturel but for her flesh coloured curb up stockings and her red low heeled shoe, `` W'what are you going to do ? '' she asked as Mr Jefferson picked up a span of handcuffs.

'' You 'll see, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said, `` Let 's get the cuff on her. ''

John Hope Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to mortise joint, '' Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those horseshoe off her.

Katie let her dad push her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her horseshoe and stockings off, and offered no resistance as he took the hand cuffs and secured her go away wrist to her left ankle.

'' Why Daddy ? '' she asked, `` Do you really hate me ? ``

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr Jefferson explained, `` You do know you 're adopted do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

'' So do n't be so surprised, I bought you, ok, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged goodness but you 'll do just fine. ``

'' You sure you balled Billy ? '' Franklin queried.

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your back, lets get a look, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her back he added `` stage apart. ``

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankles he eased her legs even wider apart, and then his 's fingerbreadth trembled as he eased her snatch lips apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a gamy lady friend have n't you ? have you been fucking a Equus asinus or something ? ``

'' No, just nightstick. ``

'' And he 's hung like a domestic ass ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all Franklin, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson added, `` We 'll discuss this on Monday. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr Jefferson added, `` And close the door behind you. ``

Kate just stared as her dad walked out of her life sentence and closed the door behind him, `` Why ? '' she asked, `` Why did you lie ? ``

'' It saved me fifty dollar bill thousand dollar bill ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if Billy takes it ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked.

'' billy goat has n't got that much, '' Katie said.

'' Maybe I could pay for him ? '' Jefferson replied, `` Or just use my fingers ? ``

'' 50 thousand dollars would lay down the public of difference of opinion to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball billy club for fifty thousand ? '' he asked.

'' Mister I 'd ball anybody for fifty thousand, '' Katie agreed, `` I just want to get away from Timperley, you know. ``

'' You 're jolly, '' Jefferson conceded, `` Lose some exercising weight and you could make up it big as a fancy woman or porno sensation. ``

'' Gee, you should cause told me I 'd be tied in your dungeon and I 'd have gone jogging, '' she replied.

'' comedian eh, '' President Jefferson chuckled, `` Tits or ass ? ``

'' I 'm sorry ? '' Katie replied.

'' Shall I whip your tits or your ass ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' she demanded.

'' You 're fat ! '' he repeated, as he fetched a whiplash from a cabinet beside the bed, `` Ass is right, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her face in the bed leaving her ass in the air.

'' Thwack ! '' he slapped her with the whip.

'' Mmpphh, '' she gasped into the bed sheets.

'' Hey, you scream properly, '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Nng, '' she replied.

'' All right you win, you 're just like your mother ! '' he chuckled as he set the lash down.

'' You knew my mother ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a foresightful time ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a virgin ? ``

'' If you say so. '' she said.

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

'' The boy you 've been 'doing it'with for months ! '' he replied.

'' Oh ! '' she explained, `` We. ``

'' What ? '' he demanded.

'' We do n't, you know, I want to be soul, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a lawyer, go to uni. ``

'' And billy goat ? '' he asked.

'' He 's not going anywhere is he ? '' she asked, `` He 's like a pup dog, I was going to dump him. ``

Jefferson smiled.

Katie peered at him, `` Are you going to rape me ? '' she asked.

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't make love. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his lightweight grey wooing with dingy shirt and sorry Amytal tie, with her handcuffed and naked beside him.

'' I ca n't contain you, '' she said nervously.

'' No, not the birthday surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, most girls get something gracious. '' she said hopefully.

'' Maybe, '' he agreed, `` This Billy ? ``

'' Billy Hogan, he works at the railway system siding at the timber pulverization, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should get hold of your cherry ? '' Jefferson suggested.

'' No way ! '' she exclaimed, `` I 'm dumping him. ``

'' dependable, hard, '' Jefferson queried.

'' He 's, so, ah, '' Katie explained.

'' Not good enough for you ? '' he queried.

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' Billy it is then, '' Jefferson agreed.

'' So what do you expect me to do, sit here all night ? '' Katie enquired.

'' Oh no, there 's a cage in the dungeon, '' he laughed.

'' You 're ill, you know that ? '' Katie asked.

'' You were 18 last Th, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll help you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her down on the primer, `` I 've a collar and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` electric cell headphone does n't form down here, '' he explained, `` The Cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an heavy no hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a savvy Thomas Young madam and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called Billy Hogan at the rail spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the phone. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you signify he wo n't make out ? ``

'' He says he has to flip some cars, '' the managing director from the factory explained.

'' well air him over as soon as he 's through. '' Thomas Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

'' He wo n't come, '' Jefferson told Katie, `` I guess it 's me and you ? ``

'' What do you think of, I was eighteen on Thursday ? '' Katie asked.

'' I knew your mom, '' he explained.

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll accept to do a DNA test, '' he admitted.

'' You 're my dad, like biological dad ? '' Katie asked incredulously.

'' I 'm pretty sure, '' he agreed.

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

'' It 's weird, '' she said.

'' Maybe, but every charwoman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all ball gowns and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're sick, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the next ? '' he suggested.

'' You 'll pay for me to go to Uni ? '' she asked, `` If I let you ? ``

'' Maybe, '' he said, `` Or maybe I want to see you fuck truncheon ? ``

'' Fuck Billy ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' face can we talk about this ? '' she asked.

'' No, '' he said and smiled, `` It 's like I can, do you see ? I can make it happen. ``

'' I feel really dazed sitting here naked, '' Katie explained.

'' Yes, I 'll get the leash, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll knock off your point and pretend you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh great ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explicate that at schooltime ? ``

'' You think you 'll be going to school again ? '' he asked.

She looked him in the eye, `` Yes, '' she agreed, `` But why do n't you sink your pants and wank over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't cognise, I really do n't, I always get a woman in. ``

'' You can, you can have sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can toss off me afterwards if you 're worried I 'll talk. ``

'' Uh, no, oh no, no that 's not, '' he said in confusion, `` No not until we do the DNA trial. ``

'' Why not just let me go home ? '' Katie asked.

'' When your parents betrayed you ? '' he queried, `` think of ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

The speech sound rang and Thomas Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Rogers will bring him down. ``

President Jefferson slipped a dog dog collar around Kate 's neck and attached a three, `` Look no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

'' But I can, '' Jefferson explained, `` Do n't you understand ? ``

'' Can I go in the cage instead ? '' Katie asked, `` This is shivery ? ``

Thomas Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not hail out, '' he said as he hung her leash on a hook highschool above where she could reach.

Rogers appeared with billy goat hogan. lots to Thomas Jefferson 's pain Rogers wore blue levis with his black crown with a white shirt shirt and Negroid tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with bleak trousers.

Billy Hogan by demarcation was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Jefferson sir ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, I got a special job for you. '' Mr Thomas Jefferson agreed.

'' You want me to learn to drive the whipper maybe ? '' billy goat asked.

'' Yes, something like that but commencement I need to moderate you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` tally you 're straight. ``

'' Sure Mr Jefferson sir, I never been in no trouble with no body, except the police that is. '' Billy replied.

Katie cowered against a wall trying to hide.

'' Got a lady friend ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a company apartment when I get a promotion, have five Thomas Kyd, get a station wagon maybe. '' billy replied confidently.

'' Because she says unlike, '' Mr Jefferson said pointedly.

'' What ? '' Billy asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

'' Sold me her cerise, '' Mr Jefferson boasted.

Jefferson completely misjudged Billy Hogan, he never expected billy goat to do anything and certainly never saw baton's fist until it smashed into his jaw nearly lifting him off his feet and sending him crashing to the floor.

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' Billy replied in repugnance as he noticed her, `` Gee Katie when did you get fat ? he been poking you, you having a baby ? ``

'' No ! '' Kate protested, `` No my dad sold Mr Jefferson my cherry, my honor, you know ? ``

'' So who fucked you ? '' billy asked.

'' No soundbox billystick, '' Katie assured him as he walked over.

'' Let me see, '' Billy ordered and he hoisted her up and carried her across to the bed.

Katie lay on her back legs splayed as baton peered at her crotch, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the lips apart billy club, look in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his hanky as he came across trying to break his olfactory organ bleeding.

'' Can I ? '' Billy asked and Katie nodded.

'' Are you going to bust her undefended Billy, or shall I ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Virginia McMath has sent for the cops, I guess you have ten proceedings, '' he lied.

nightstick said nil, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

His dick reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inches of solid pink muscle.

'' Maybe you should, you know, Mr Jefferson ? '' Katie suggested in alarm.

'' Yes, maybe, how about it Billy ? '' Jefferson asked.

'' No way you promised me on your eighteenth, '' truncheon replied.

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will possess to do,"nightstick replied.

Katie was lost as Billy climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to shove his tool in her, it slipped out up her belly and then slipped under down by her ass hole, as Katie lay helpless her custody bound to ankle joint and unable to draw him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first duo of inches back and forth.

'' For god saki poke it in her man ! '' Mr Jefferson said in fascination, `` get-up-and-go dammit ! ``

Katie screamed and Mr Jefferson stepped forward and covered her remaining hand with his, `` It 'll be ok, '' he said.

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

'' Relax, '' Mr Jefferson said, `` I 'll seem after you. ``

'' You want my fist again ? '' Billy asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the cuff from Katie 's left ankle and the one from her right wrist before pulling her hands around behind nightstick 's back and locking them again.

He was just in clip for baton grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a moment but that was long enough for Mr Jefferson to set down his bloodied hankie and slue a dog catch around billystick's neck and bond a inadequate Sir Ernst Boris Chain from his collar to Katies, a tiny padlock through each collar stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs from Katie 's ankles.

'' I have some supper sent down, '' he said, `` In the meanwhile I suggest you fuck her because it 'll be you being fucked in the 'Pen .'

Mr Jefferson motioned Ginger Rogers to leave, `` Shall I order a whore sir ? '' Rogers asked.

'' No, and distinguish the bull it was a treasonably alarm ok, and is my secretaire still around ? '' Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Rogers agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

'' No, have her sports meeting me in the study ! '' Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the door along the tunnel and up the stairs.

'' George ! '' Miss Reilly Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him approach, `` What on earth happened ? ``

'' I got hit, '' he said, `` And it 's Mr Thomas Jefferson to you and. ``

'' And what exactly ? '' Miss Reilly said.

'' I just saw my niggling girl get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

'' Oh you short man ! '' she said, `` What short girl ? ``

'' The one Marcie said she had aborted, '' he said, `` She 's just 18 and it was beautiful and. ``

'' And what Mr Jefferson ? '' she asked politely.

'' I 'm as horny as hellhole and you 're the entirely char here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a cyprian but that would make a half hour and. ``

'' No way ! '' miss Reilly protested.

'' You 're too old and fat and ugly, '' he added.

'' I 'm only thirty eight ! '' she protested.

'' And brunette and you support the democrat and you wear such dowdy clothes but girl Reilly please, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so strong you could always snap my wearing apparel off and rape me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

'' Would you call the cops ? '' he asked.

'' We 'll sing about it later, '' she suggested.

'' Oh hell, '' Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
misfire Reilly stared at him,"You can't be serious ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a bulwark and pull the front man of her apparel wide capable revealing her small white panties and bra.
He saw her nipples already responding and as he grabbed her panties he saw a small wet patch beginning to organize. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and zipper and when she revealed his rock hard phallus she inserted her finger up vagina to check she was quick and then pushed the gusset of her scanty aside and pushed his self-colored erection deep inside her vagina.

'' Oh god that's so good, '' Mr Jefferson exclaimed.

'' Really, '' Miss Reilly smiled,"Do you really entail that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"cocksucker all those tired bored tart I fucked when I could have fucked you."

"And you can eff me any time, just as long as you pay tyke care,"misfire Reilly reassured him

'' Jesus Christ ! '' Jefferson gasped, `` You devious kick ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' Look you chose to despoil me, '' Miss Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the tinge of her digit had made his peter respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George II ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off balance and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her stage extensive welcoming him and his glistening instrument slid easily into her now aroused pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to hump her again.

'' If you want my child then that 's hunky-dory, '' he declared, `` Absolutely finely ! ``

'' Saint George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me have a go at it when you want me and I 'll oblige, '' he said, `` But practiced get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

'' Yes Saint George, '' she said, `` You 're bleeding on me George. ``

'' Shut the fuck up and work your eff heftiness bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes honey, '' she replied.

'' It 's Mr Jefferson, you 're at body of work remember. '' he said forcefully.

'' Eighteen damned years I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the strong wet surge if his passion flooding her uterus, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` Eighteen yr. ``

'' XVIII years, '' she agreed.

'' Eighteen, '' he agreed,"I guess I better halt on the kids."

fille Reilly tried to pull her dress closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and nightstick were locked together by Billy's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back legs wide apart as billystick fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr Jefferson,"nightstick said firmly,"No matter what you or the copper do."

"That's fine Billy,"Mr Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right on roll in the hay because my little female child deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just block Mr President Jefferson baton,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five kids and a place wagon will be just fine !"

Billy thought for a moment,"Sure, but why just five, why not six or ten or eighteen ? ”