Katie stared out of the parlour window at the going freight railroad train rolling slowly towards the store blotting out for a few transactions the view of the suburban villa lining the other side of the tracks it was nearly five in the afternoon and her swain billystick would soon be coming by on his way base from duty as pointsman at the rail spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet, kind, gentle, supportive and the sorting of guy that was practiced to have around until she could get to university and escape the downbeat outdated backwater billet that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the loss lading cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep herself pure until he eighteenth birthday and how billy was going to be right upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him ball her.

Katie was n't vicious, just ambitious, she was from the wrong side of meat 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 half of Timperley and lived in a sort of one-half sized reproduction of the albumen star sign on the other side of town.

baton did n't come, the eastward bound container carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road switchers in three dissimilar road livery pounding away at the head teacher of a quarter mi of container railway car and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

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

'' Do n't depend 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 waistband of her amobarbital sodium jean and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly clit gap, her hair needed a slipstream and her flat shoe did nothing for her, `` Katie you got to make an effort some time sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every former girl gets a car, I get a garb, gee big muckle ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be ready for seven 30, 'kay ? ``

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

The dress fitted but it was tight so she took a cascade and washed her hairsbreadth and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her father asked.

'' Where 's he-goat ? '' 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 birthday surprise, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five class old Gerald Ford station Big Dipper and headed for town, over the railway cartroad and down towards the imposing frontage of the Jefferson household 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 minute and came back out, `` Katie, Mr Jefferson wants to meet you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

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

Katie stepped inside, a longsighted corridor led to a staircase leading up to the upper floors.

'' So you 're Katherine, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson 's voice boomed.

'' Yes sir ! '' her father replied.

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

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

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

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

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

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

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

'' So are you a Virgo the Virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your dada L thousand dollar bill for your cherry. '' President Jefferson announced.

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

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

'' spirit ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the steps, she tried to stand firm but he was too warm and she had no choice but to flounder a trip up towards the stairs which to her dismay began to swing upwards from a hinge at cap meridian to reveal a staircase 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 single-foot and only when she was pushed to the far end did she realise there was a threshold in the end rampart which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden stocks, a wooden hybridizing, a sort of vertical round wooden table, and a gothic stand jostled for space amid the discarded chains and hooks, in the brightly lit yet dark, dark painted cavern.

'' My frolic room, '' Mr Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a boost door, `` A rest room. ``

A room with a bed, to one side of meat en cortege 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 virgin. ''

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

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

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

Katie stared panoptic eyed as Jefferson picked up a pair of colossus scissors and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her boob. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

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

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' Idiot, '' Jefferson snapped, `` storage area still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shears under the side of her scanty and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her depart leg, and then her cut her bra into three pieces allowing that to fall away as well.

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

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

Benjamin Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to articulatio talocruralis, '' Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those shoe off her.

Katie let her dad push button her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no underground as he took the script cuffs and secured her leftfield radiocarpal joint 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 make love you 're adopted do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

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

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

'' Sorry pappa, '' Katie replied.

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

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

'' No, just Billy. ``

'' And he 's hung like a donkey ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all John Hope Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson added, `` We 'll talk over this on Mon. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

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

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

'' It saved me L thousand buck ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if billy goat takes it ? '' Jefferson asked.

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

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

'' Fifty thousand one dollar bill would shit the world of remainder to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

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

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

'' You 're pretty, '' President Jefferson conceded, `` Lose some weight and you could make it big as a whore or porno star. ``

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

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

'' I 'm grim ? '' Katie replied.

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

'' Why ? '' she demanded.

'' You 're fat ! '' he repeated, as he fetched a whip from a cabinet beside the bed, `` Ass is dear, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her nerve 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 party whip down.

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

'' Oh yes, a long clip 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 mortal, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a lawyer, go to uni. ``

'' And billy ? '' he asked.

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

President Jefferson smiled.

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

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't love. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his jackanapes Lady Jane Grey suit with blue shirt and dark blue tie, with her handcuffed and naked beside him.

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

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

'' It 's my eighteenth, nearly girls get something courteous. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' Billy William Benjamin Hogan, he works at the railway siding at the timber grind, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should contract your cherry red ? '' President Jefferson suggested.

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

'' Reliable, solid, '' Jefferson queried.

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

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

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' billystick it is then, '' Thomas Jefferson agreed.

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

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

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

'' You were xviii 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 feather on the ground, `` I 've a dog collar and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell speech sound does n't play down here, '' he explained, `` The coop is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an adiposis no Hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a discernment youthful dame and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Thomas Jefferson, there 's a guy called baton Hogan at the rail spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the telephone set. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't come ? ``

'' He says he has to swop some cars, '' the manager from the mill explained.

'' well direct him over as soon as he 's through. '' President Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

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

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

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

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

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

'' Maybe, but every woman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all testis 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 Billy ? ``

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

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' Look can we mouth about this ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

'' Oh great ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explain that at school ? ``

'' 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 dismiss your pants and wank over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't know, I really do n't, I always get a fair sex in. ``

'' You can, you can make sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can pop me afterwards if you 're occupy I 'll spill the beans. ``

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

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

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

The phone rang and Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` William Penn Adair Rogers will play him down. ``

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

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

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

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

Carl Rogers appeared with he-goat hogan. a lot to Jefferson 's pain in the neck Rogers wore dreary St. Matthew the Apostle with his nigrify jacket with a white shirt shirt and Black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with blacken trousers.

nightstick hogan by contrast was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Jefferson sir ? '' Billy asked.

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

'' You want me to teach to drive the switcher maybe ? '' billy goat asked.

'' Yes, something like that but initiative I need to check you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` Check you 're heterosexual person. ``

'' for 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 girl ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

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

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

'' What ? '' billy goat asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

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

Jefferson completely misjudged Billy Hogan, he never expected Billy to do anything and certainly never saw Billy'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 horror as he noticed her, `` Gee Katie when did you get fat ? he been poking you, you having a babe ? ``

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

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

'' No body Billy, '' Katie assured him as he walked over.

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

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

'' force the backtalk apart Billy, aspect in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his handkerchief as he came across trying to finish his nuzzle bleeding.

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

'' Are you going to bust her out-of-doors Billy, or shall I ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked, `` William Penn Adair Rogers has sent for the bull, I guess you have ten minutes, '' he lied.

billy goat said zippo, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

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

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

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

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

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will make to do,"billy club replied.

Katie was incapacitated 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 bridge player leap to ankle and unable to guide him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first gear couple of inches back and forth.

'' For god sake poke it in her man ! '' Mr Jefferson said in captivation, `` Push dammit ! ``

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

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

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

'' You want my fist again ? '' billy goat asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the madam, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the handcuff from Katie 's allow for articulatio talocruralis and the one from her right on wrist joint before pulling her hands around behind billy club 's back and locking them again.

He was just in time for truncheon grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a import but that was long enough for Mr President Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog collar around billy club's neck and attach a short chain from his leash to Katies, a tiny padlock through each dog collar stopped them being easily removed and he took the manacle from Katie 's ankles.

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

Mr Thomas Jefferson motioned Rogers to entrust, `` Shall I club a sporting lady sir ? '' Will Rogers asked.

'' No, and tell the cop it was a imitation alarm ok, and is my secretarial assistant 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 III ! '' missy Reilly Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him coming, `` What on globe happened ? ``

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

'' And what exactly ? '' young lady Reilly said.

'' I just saw my little miss get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

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

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

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

'' I 'm as horny as hell and you 're the only woman here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would admit a one-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 brunet and you support the democrat and you wear such pandowdy clothes but misfire Reilly please, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so hard you could always tear my clothes off and rape me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

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

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

'' Oh Hell, '' Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
Miss Reilly stared at him,"You can't be dangerous ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a wall and tear the front of her attire extensive open 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 form. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his whack and zipper and when she revealed his rock concentrated penis she inserted her finger up vagina to check she was ready and then pushed the gusset of her panties aside and pushed his solid erection deep inside her vagina.

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

'' Really, '' young lady Reilly smiled,"Do you really mean that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"doodly-squat all those tired bored whores I fucked when I could give birth fucked you."

"And you can fuck me any metre, just as long as you pay shaver care,"Miss Reilly reassured him

'' Jesus ! '' Thomas Jefferson gasped, `` You roundabout cunt ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' Look you chose to rape me, '' Miss Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touch of her finger's breadth had made his tool respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, St. George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off balance and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her legs wide welcoming him and his glistening cock slid easily into her now sex puss and she looked up lovingly as he began to sleep together her again.

'' If you want my youngster then that 's all right, '' he declared, `` Absolutely mulct ! ``

'' George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me hump when you want me and I 'll oblige, '' he said, `` But better get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

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

'' Shut the fuck up and work your roll in the hay muscles bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

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

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

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` eighteen years. ``

'' eighteen years, '' she agreed.

'' Eighteen, '' he agreed,"I guess I unspoilt check on the kids."

Miss Reilly tried to pull her wearing apparel closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and billy club were locked together by billy club's cuff, but Katie was on her back legs astray apart as nightstick fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No matter what you or the cops do."

"That's fine Billy,"Mr President Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right on piece of ass because my little girl deserves the in effect, you understand ?"

"No !"nightstick said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson nightstick,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five kidskin and a station wagon will be just fine !"

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