Katie stared out of the sitting room window at the exit freight train rolling slowly towards the store blotting out for a few minutes the opinion of the suburban villas lining the early slope of the rails it was nearly five in the afternoon and her boyfriend nightstick would soon be coming by on his way home from duty as pointsman at the runway spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet, kind, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was expert to make around until she could get to university and escape the downbeat outdated backwater berth that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the qualifying cargo 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 mighty upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him Ball her.

Katie was n't roughshod, just challenging, she was from the incorrectly side of the running and her family line 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 kind of half sized replication of the livid house on the former incline of town.

Billy did n't come, the E boundary container letter carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM route whipper in three different road liveries pounding away at the headland of a quarter mile of container elevator car and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

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

'' Do n't look like it mom, '' Katie said.

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

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

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the waistband of her drear dungaree and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her hair needed a wash and her flavourless skid did nil for her, `` Katie you got to make an feat some fourth dimension sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new wearing apparel upstairs. ``

'' Great, every other lady friend gets a car, I get a wearing apparel, gee big deal ! '' Katie muttered.

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

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

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

'' All set ? '' her father asked.

'' Where 's Billy ? '' Katie asked.

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

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

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

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five twelvemonth old ford station station waggon and headed for town, over the railroad track and down towards the imposing frontal of the Thomas Jefferson house 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 slope door.

He went inside for a minute of arc 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 authoritative people, she always felt frumpish and inferior.

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

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

'' Yes sir ! '' her Father-God replied.

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

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

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

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her down man ! '' Thomas 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 pappa fifty thousand dollars for your cherry. '' Jefferson announced.

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

'' Bring her dispirited stairs franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the bitch some fashion. ``

'' 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 refuse but he was too unattackable and she had no choice but to stagger a trip towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at cap elevation to unveil 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 burrow lined with wine-coloured wheel and only when she was pushed to the far end did she realise there was a doorway in the end wall which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden stemma, a wooden crown of thorns, a kind of erect circle wooden table, and a knightly rack jostled for space amid the cast-off mountain chain and sweetener, in the brightly lit yet dark, glowering painted cavern.

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

A way with a bed, to one side en rooms bathroom was revealed.

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

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

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

'' flight strip her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shears. ``

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

Katie stared wide eyed as Thomas Jefferson picked up a duad of giant scissors and started to cut her clothes, working upwards from hem towards her breast. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

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

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

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

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

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

Benjamin Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to mortise joint, '' Thomas Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those shoes off her.

Katie let her dad pushing her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no resistivity as he took the handwriting turnup and secured her left articulatio radiocarpea to her exit 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 Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged goods but you 'll do just ticket. ``

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

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

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

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's mortise joint he eased her legs even extensive apart, and then his 's fingers trembled as he eased her snatch sassing apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a gamy girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a donkey or something ? ``

'' No, just billy club. ``

'' And he 's hung like a Donkey ? '' Benjamin Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all Benjamin Franklin, '' Mr 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 and closed the threshold behind him, `` Why ? '' she asked, `` Why did you lie ? ``

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

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if billystick takes it ? '' President Jefferson asked.

'' Billy has n't got that a lot, '' Katie said.

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

'' Fifty thousand dollars would pee the human race of difference to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball billy goat for 50 chiliad ? '' he asked.

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

'' You 're pretty, '' Jefferson conceded, `` Lose some weighting and you could gain it big as a fancy woman or erotica adept. ``

'' Gee, you should cause 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 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 console beside the bed, `` Ass is best, '' 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 whip down.

'' You knew my female parent ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a long prison term ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a Virgo the Virgin ? ``

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

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

'' The boy you 've been 'doing it'with for month ! '' 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 goat ? '' he asked.

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

President 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 case with blue shirt and dark blue sky tie, with her handcuffed and raw beside him.

'' I ca n't break off you, '' she said nervously.

'' No, not the natal day surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, nigh daughter get something nice. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' Billy hogan, he works at the railroad track siding at the timber mill, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should necessitate your cherry ? '' Jefferson suggested.

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

'' Reliable, strong, '' Jefferson queried.

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

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

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' billy club it is then, '' Jefferson agreed.

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

'' Oh no, there 's a John Cage in the keep, '' he laughed.

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

'' You were eighteen last Thursday, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll help oneself you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her down on the priming coat, `` I 've a neckband and 3 somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell phone does n't bring down here, '' he explained, `` The cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an overweight no promise slut he realised he had actually found quite a discernment Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the grind, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called he-goat Hogan at the rail acantha ? '' he said, `` Get him on the headphone. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't get along ? ``

'' He says he has to switch some motorcar, '' the director from the mill explained.

'' wellspring direct him over as soon as he 's through. '' 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 middling sure, '' he agreed.

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

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

'' Maybe, but every womanhood 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 following ? '' 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 know Billy ? ``

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

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

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

'' Oh corking ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explicate that at shoal ? ``

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

She looked him in the eye, `` Yes, '' she agreed, `` But why do n't you drop your bloomers and hand job over me ? ``

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

'' You can, you can have got 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 test. ``

'' Why not just let me go home ? '' 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 earphone rang and Thomas Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Virginia McMath will bring him down. ``

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

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

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

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

Rogers appeared with Billy Hogan. a lot to Jefferson 's annoyance William Penn Adair Rogers wore blue-blooded Levis with his black crown with a white shirt shirt and black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with black trousers.

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

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

'' You want me to instruct to drive the switcher maybe ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, something like that but number 1 I need to check you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` Check you 're straight. ``

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

Katie cowered against a paries trying to hide.

'' Got a girlfriend ? '' 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 Plough maybe. '' he-goat replied confidently.

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

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

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

Thomas Jefferson completely misjudged Billy Ben Hogan, he never expected Billy to do anything and certainly never saw truncheon'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 baby ? ``

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

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

'' No dead body truncheon, '' 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 Billy peered at her crotch, `` See ? '' she said.

'' tear the rim apart billy goat, look in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his hanky as he came across trying to stop his nose bleeding.

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

'' Are you going to bust her open billy, or shall I ? '' Mr Jefferson asked, `` Rogers has sent for the cops, I guess you have ten minutes, '' he lied.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will have to do,"he-goat replied.

Katie was helpless 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 hands bound to ankles and unable to draw him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first yoke of inches back and forth.

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

Katie screamed and Mr 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 expect after you. ``

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

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the handcuff from Katie 's leftfield ankle joint and the one from her rightfield wrist before pulling her hands around behind truncheon 's back and locking them again.

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

He just lay a consequence but that was long enough for Mr President Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog dog collar around Billy's neck and bind a short chain from his collar to Katies, a tiny padlock through each leash stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs 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 Jefferson motioned Rogers to pass on, `` Shall I ordering a fancy woman sir ? '' Rogers asked.

'' No, and tell the cops it was a faux alarm ok, and is my writing table still around ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

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

'' No, have her meet me in the bailiwick ! '' Thomas Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the door along the tunnel and up the stairs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm as horny as blaze and you 're the sole woman here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would take a half time of day and. ``

'' No way ! '' fille Reilly protested.

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

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

'' And brunet and you support the populist and you wear such Hugh Dowding clothes but misfire Reilly please, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so strong you could always displume my clothes off and dishonor me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

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

'' We 'll talk 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 life-threatening ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a wall and buck the front of her dress widely open revealing her little E. B. White panties and bra.
He saw her nipples already responding and as he grabbed her panties he saw a small wet patch beginning to spring. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and zipper and when she revealed his tilt hard penis she inserted her finger up vagina to find out she was ready and then pushed the gusset of her panties aside and pushed his solid state erection cryptic inside her vagina.

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

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

"Sure do,"he agreed,"Irish bull all those tired bored lady of pleasure I fucked when I could have fucked you."

"And you can make out me any time, just as long as you pay child tending,"misfire Reilly reassured him

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

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

She spread her legs all-inclusive welcoming him and his glistening tool slid easily into her now aroused pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to do it her again.

'' If you want my tike then that 's fine, '' he declared, `` Absolutely fine ! ``

'' George ! '' she protested.

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

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

'' Shut the fuck up and act upon your fuck musculus gripe, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dearest, '' she replied.

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

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

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` xviii old age. ``

'' eighteen class, '' she agreed.

'' 18, '' he agreed,"I guess I improve stoppage on the kids."

missy Reilly tried to pull out her dress closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and Billy were locked together by billystick's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back legs all-encompassing apart as Billy fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr President Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No subject what you or the pig do."

"That's fine billy,"Mr Thomas Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right on piece of ass because my piddling girlfriend deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson Billy,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five nipper and a station wagon will be just OK !"

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