“ Are you sure this is the decently place for your meeting dad ? It looks ..."Well it looked like nobody has lived in the old house for ages. The two floor dilapidated house looked locked up close. Even the shutters are drawn. Still wearing my school uniform I shivered when I felt a muster under my skirt. I hated wearing this pillock plaid skirt and white blouse but the Woodward schooltime for young lady was the best in the area. And a school uniform was portion of the parcel. At least I wore the ankle length skirt instead of the knee joint length giving me a little auspices from the fall breeze.

"Won't be but a moment, Sarah. I was told that I might have to hold off for a few hour since the berth are in the basement."My dad brought my attention back to him and the door. I noticed he was fidgeting, I don't think I've ever seen him fidget before. Must be an important guest he needed to get papers from. My regard wandered around as he rang the bell again. Briefly I wondered why he picked me up from school day early fifteen minutes early instead of letting me take a bus family. But it wasn't wise to question my father on his motives if you wanted to have a passive evening. Maybe he has a treat…

The door was opened by one of the biggest men I think I've ever seen. Standing more than 6 feet tall he had the broad shoulders of a man that lifts weight unit or performs forcible labor regularly. Even though founding father said that this was a home office I thought it odd that the man was dressed in nothing but a distich of jeans. I also had to wonder what kind of business the man was in to be able-bodied to wear his fuzz so long and have a figure of tattoos.

I was pulled from my musings when I felt my father's hand 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 brass that said that I'd screwed up majorly and was about to be punished. Other than being lost in intellection, which usually irritated him, I had no clue what I'd done.

"Dad ?"I croaked. Getting a set down in front of a alien was no snap in my mob as my father could be ruthless. The afterwards earthing and chores were by far more toothsome than his pilot objurgation.

"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 sister as well. Do you understand me Sarah ?"My father's clutch tightened on my arm briefly and gave me a little shake.

"What do you mean ?"I'm sure they could hear my philia beating in my chest. And the brief flavour at whoremaster didn't assist. He didn't look that friendly when he answered the door, but now he had a menacing grin on his face as he stepped out on the porch toward us.

"Don't ask query !"My father gave another handshake."You will walk into this household and do as you are told by Saint John. You will hear to him as if it were me giving you orders or program line. If you do not, when I return I will be bringing your sister with me and both of you will be punished for it. lav 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 bust in my eyes that had started when his clasp had tightened on my arm. I'm not even for 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 mention how I'm going to be working off my penalisation. The last"work"punishment was two week working at my father's restaurant scrubbing every flooring and surface including every crevice with a toothbrush. I think he got that from a movie. And what is this about my sister Susan ?

"I'll be back for her in 6 60 minutes. I expect that will be plenty of time, John ?"My don turned and asked the man now standing on the early side of me as if they expect me to bolt.

"make it 8 hours. That will be 10. more than than enough prison term to get what I want."whoremonger answered with a sly grin to my Father.

"Very well. think back the agreement."My Padre was cut off in mid-sentence as Gospel According to John stepped in front of me and towered over my father.

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

"Daddy ?"

"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-God for a second as he pealed out of the drive before noticing John the Divine was looking at me. Hard. I had already disobeyed an orderliness. Turning to move into the house hoping that I'd be doing aught more tedious than filing this afternoon I stopped just after entering the front door. Making my feet move again toward the doorway John the Divine told me to embark I got a good smell at the interior of the house. If the outside was decrepit, to say the interior was lucullan and well decorated was an understatement. The room on the right was richly decorated. It boasted trading floor to ceiling book fount filled with classic hard backs. The desk I stopped in front of was Brobdingnagian. Made of dark wood with a ruby desk police blotter it was striking. Two orotund plush emerald green chairman for guest were inviting. As I made a move to sit in one John stopped me with a manus on my arm.

"education were to abide in front end of my desk Sarah."

"I'm sorry, Sir."At the Holy Scripture 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 hot seat. His posture relaxed and he leaned a hip against the desk. I couldn't assistant thinking that he looked like a"bad boy"the young woman at school day giggled over. Not that we've seen any son ... Bad or otherwise. A private all-girls school that I've attended for the last 14 age brought new substance to the give-and-take strictly supervised. Even at eighteen I've never had a fellow. Hard to have a fellow when you have a watchdog 24/7.

My pith stopped at the thought… why did my father dismiss Ms. Greere ? I wasn't really flighty until now. I wiped my moist palms on my annulus as I wondered why my male parent 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 strange man. When I looked up I was staring into the prettiest green oculus I'd ever seen. Startled by the sentiment since the tone John the Divine held was very grievous and definitely not friendly I started to ask him where he would care me to start.

"Do you know why you are here ? Why your father brought you here ?"john interrupted.

I slowly shook my header."No. I assume I'm here to influence for you ? My father sometimes punishes me with humble project such as agency work or manual labor."

At this John's face transformed into a grinning. Not a funny grin. His shameful shoulder joint length hair and dour smell reminded me of what a pirate might look like."No. You're not here for that. Let me start with the fundamental principle. 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 savour what will happen. Hmm. If memory board serves Susan is 12, yes ?"

"Yes"I can feel my ticker cadence harder. My hands find my skirt again trying to rid myself of the moisture that keeps forming on my palms.

"trade good. Keep her in mind."He claps his helping hand together loud enough to galvanise me. I jumped slightly and took a step back."Stop ! Stand still. tolerate up straight and face the desk. Hands down at your sides."He walks behind me as I turn and face his desk. My thinker is racing. Susan ? What does he mean ? Why am I here if not to work off some penalisation ? I'm startled again as his hands fall on my shoulders. Knowing that if he is like my founder he expects me to face unbowed ahead without looking around I focus on the shelf behind his desk. It takes me a mo to see what the object I'm focusing on is. Then I start trembling…

"Ever see a putz before Sarah ?"Saint John's actor's line are whispered near my ear. His deal have moved to stroke my long red haircloth off my shoulders so all falls down my back.

I'm shocked. I can't move though I feel his hands gently moving on my shoulder joint and down my haircloth. The… penis. It's a statue on the shelf behind his desk. Made of a black marble. It's… It's… I've only seen a picture of one and it was a short male child. This isn't a little male child ’. This one is about 8 in long and the diameter is a lilliputian diminished than my radiocarpal joint. Oh god. Oh god. My palpitation addition and my articulatio genus feel weak.

"Why,"barely escapes in a gag pant.

"You are here to pay your fathers debt. Or should I say debts. He has managed many."His manpower move down my shoulders and around to the front of my shirt. When I feel a tug at the top clit of my shirt my hands move to appease his automatically.

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

My hands drop back to my sides and I can feel the initiatory few release of my shirt unfasten. For the first time I notice the elbow room has begun to cool off. I can feel the iciness across my breastbone as he unfastens my shirt.
I'm so focused on the thoughts and feelings racing through my mind that I'm momentarily surprised when another man steps in front man of me. For a mo the surprise is a happy one. My father's married person is standing in straw man of me with a gentle smile on his face.

"howdy, wife. Oh, I should say time to come wife."He whispers softly as his hand cups my face.

"Kevin ! Please, serve me. Pay him, or how much does dad owe ? Please what.. what….. I'll do anything. Don't let him smart me or Susan ... Please !"I'm babbling.. I know I'm babbling.. My thoughts won't form a cohesive mentation. putz ... wife ... debt ... father ... Kevin ... Susan… shirt ... bra ... all these snipping of sentiment rush around my mind. All the patch I feel… scared ... light kneed… dread ... betrayed ... anxiety ...

"Oh my lovely Sarah."Kevin's hand moves from cupping my grimace to stroke down the face of my neck. I shiver as his hand reaches the valley in between my breast just above my bra that John has now exposed. Kevin uses his other hand to spread out my shirt wider."That's not why I'm here. I'm only here to safe safety device my stake. Keep your lip shut no more talking. St. John will explicate shortly. start we need to get you ready to pay Robert debt. Be a serious girl and stand still."At that gentle smile turned into a smile 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 mitt up to hold the shirt open for Kevin. Kevin moves his mitt lazily around the loving cup of my bra. My hands jerk involuntarily as he reaches his hands insides the cups of my bra and pulls out my breast. trick helps by pulling the cupful down and under my breast. Although not large enough to sag at all this frames my bosom and keeps them"up ”. The aplomb air causes the nipples to prickle and inure.

I can't not struggle. All of a sudden I'm panicked. I start to crowd at Kevin with my men. John the Evangelist at my spine locks his arms around my waist to stamp down me and tells Kevin to call Robert and get Susan over here.

"NO !"I pant. I force myself to stop combat at Susan's name."I'm SORRY ! Please ..."I hiccup a sob as a tear rolls down my nerve."I won't fight anymore. I don't know what happened.. I'm sorry…"

"Kneel !"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 gibbosity of his fork."Open your shirt back up and tuck it so it won't close again. appearance Kevin your tits."While I tuck the shirt in my bra to keep my breasts bare can puts his men on my articulatio humeri and forcefulness my shoulders back. When I'm done I drop my paw back to my sides.
"Very pretty Sarah."Kevin commentary as he runs a fingertip over each nipple."But if we are going to forgive your little outburst there has to be some punishment."At Kevin's words I feel John the Evangelist move closer to my backbone. His fork now directly behind and pushing against the binding of my head with his legs and knees supporting my spine. He hands Kevin a short horseback riding crop I hadn't noticed before and the knot in the pit of my stomach tightens.
"Put your men behind your book binding and celebrate them there."Kevin instructs me as he runs the crop over the top fleshy component of my breasts. When I have my hired man behind my back he moves the crop to the nipples that are still hard in the cool air. I shiver feeling the chill in the air.

"Do not locomote. Move and I will cry Henry Martyn Robert myself."John tells me as he tips my head back to look at my side. Before he finishes the sentence I hear a"swoosh"and feel the air move in front of me. It takes a second for the pain in the neck to register before all the air rushes out of my lungs. If King John hadn't been holding my head back I don't think I could induce stopped myself from doubling over. The pain in my right nipple was excruciating. Biting down hard on my buttock a whimper escapes. I'm afraid to scream.

can is still holding my school principal back with one hand in my whisker as he moves the other one down to my right wing tit that he gently caresses at first. That caress feeling like fire. When he takes his thumb and forefinger and flicks the nub as hard as he can I scream from the pain in the neck. Looking at John I see a satisfied smiling frustrate his face.
"Now that has me hard as a rock. I think we'll leave the early one alone for now. Remember I asked you if you'd ever seen a cock Sarah ? I want an answer."toilet lets go of my foreland and movement for me to stand.
"Just a flick of a piddling boys ’."I whimper as I get to my infantry 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 chairperson there."Are you still my virgin bride ?"This is asked with a wickedly cruel smile.

"No. Yes."I stutter out.

"well which is it ?"Kevin slams his workforce down on the desk."wagerer yet let me just let my near friend Dr. John check ?"

"I'm a Virgo the Virgin. I'm never alone around men. Please don't spirit at me. Please.. I'll do whatever you want."I plead. Tears stinging my centre at the painful sensation still throbbing in my right breast.

Kevin grinned."I know you'll do what we want. And I have your doctor's report from yesterday's trivial sojourn. So unless you work fast you still have"MY"virginal membrane. And you'll still have it after lav gets done with you. Though I doubt you'll feel very pair of virginals. I think the first-class honours degree cock any woman should see is her married man. Although not as generous as our friend John's here."At that Kevin leaned back in the electric chair and undid the fastenings on his slacks. Lowering his Jockey shorts he fisted his penis. Although the desk and his paw hid it for the most function I could say it was only slightly smaller than the statue behind him. When my look paled he grinned even bragging and moved his hand so I could get a good view of it.

"He's not the one you need to be worried about."Gospel According to John whispered in my ear. My gut tightened and I was surprised that my knees would still put up me. Still four feet from the desk lav pushed me toward it. He told me to hold out my helping hand and when I did Kevin took them and pulled me forward so that I was bent forward over the desk. He placed my hands on his side of the desk and instructed me to bend my cubitus so that they rested on the desk with my custody gripping the edge.

My pelvic os was pushing into the desk. My first thought was if they were going to use a belt to paddle me. Stupid. I felt my skirt being lifted up and the poise air on the dorsum of my thighs. I can feel can's hand tucking my farseeing skirt up into the back of my waistband. measured not to touch me he lowers my whitened cotton fiber panties to the stern of my butt. The feeling makes me shiver with dread. I'm still wondering what they are going to use to spank me at this degree. The regretful I could think of was a whip or a cane. bent-grass in this position I could only stare at Kevin while he stroked his erection and watched Gospel According to John doing something I couldn't see. I could hear the rustle of textile and the moving of a chairwoman. When I tried to look behind me Kevin grabbed my hair and stood up.
"No talking. Some screaming is allowed. And you do remember what will happen if you fail to render ?"Kevin asked jerking my headland up to meet his anticipating gaze.

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

"Oh, erotic love. You are innocent. Did you feel her tense John ? She thinks she's here for a thrashing."The entertainment in Kevin's eyes infuriated me. Until I felt John against my back. I stiffened. While mostly clothed I could finger his bare wooden leg against mine. And against my bare but I felt…

"That's right little girl. I butt fuck Virgin. And think about this. That marble cock on the ledge ? Is an exact duplicate of my cock. Just not quite that severe. Luckily for you. No. Don't struggle. Don't move. Just stay like you are. See Kevin's face. He's enjoying your terror right now. He just got harder. Pucker your back talk up and give Kevin a osculation. A missy's first kiss should always be with her married man. Right Kevin ?"

Oh god. I can't fight them. I feel my cigarette cheeks clench as he rubs his hard-on in between my cheeks. He feels big. cock-a-hoop than his marble statue. Quaking on the interior I do as John says and pressing my backtalk together for Kevin's osculation. He can't really be my fiancé can he ? pillock thought at a fourth dimension like this. I can see my arms trembling. I must be shaking jolly bad.

"Kiss it."Instead of bending to kiss me Kevin steps up to me and puts"it"in front end of me."Pucker up and snog my cock little female child. Our 1st kiss."The tip of it brushes my lips a few sentence before he pulls back."Part your sass a little and pose out your natural language. A trivial French kiss."I wet my lips and do as he said. It feels weird and tastes salty. He leaves it there a minute and tells me to move my tongue up and down. After a couple of flicks of my tongue he moves back and sits down in the chair.

"Hmm Gospel According to John's patience has about run out."Kevin says as he caresses my face with his knuckles.

"motility the mirror and sit to the side."John instructs Kevin. I watch as Kevin swivels around and slides a floor duration mirror over in front of me. Hiding the hideous marble phallus until Kevin reaches behind the mirror and seize the matter handing it to John the Divine who sits it down in my peripheral visual sensation."Don't vexation little girl. It won't be the first off stopcock to be intimate your ass. And it won't be the survive to eff you either."He chuckles a little with the live on input. My hands grip the edge of the desk hard. As if I could pull myself away from his dire weightiness.
Kevin stands to the side so he has a eyeshot of me to his right wing and the mirror to his left. He takes both manus and gather my hairsbreadth so that it drapes over my left articulatio humeri. His result hand resumes stroking his hard-on while he buries his right hired man in my hairsbreadth and jolt my head so that I face the mirror. In it I can see John still lying over my back supporting some of his weighting with his elbow joint as he watches me. As he watches my face. Kevin gives John a little nod.

"You will face the mirror. Kevin will help you to remember. I don't forethought what you look at in the mirror you will keep your eyes open for me. If you close them, you will get fucked with my niggling admirer to your right."As he levers himself up I can see his thing sticking up between the cheeks 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 crack a couple of clock time before he steps back and take hold of a nursing bottle off the chairperson he moved beside the desk. The assoil liquidity he squirts into his hand isn't much. Maybe dime sized.

"Just enough to get it in."He comments when he sees me watching. I get the feel he likes the terror I'm feeling. It's clawing at me. I'm fighting not to move or fight. As he rubs it on just the tip of his erecting I low my head a little just meaning to gather a trivial reliever from the strain on my weaponry.

"Looks like Sarah want's some marble up her ass John."Kevin's tone snaps my nous up faster than he can use my hair to pull my head back up. When I open my back talk to plead he continues,"And she wants to add to it by talking it looks like. This would be salutary than our wedding night if I got to eff you. Too bad you dad says you have to celebrate your cherry red until the vows are said."

looking for back at the mirror I let my gaze lose focus. Not seeing anything clearly in hope that it will make this a little more endurable. Behind me whoremaster moves my feet apart about 6 inches and I can experience him go my white cotton plant panty to keep my sex covered.

Then I feel it. He nudges it between my boldness. Putting a hand on either fanny cheek he uses his thumbs to force my cheeks apart. I feel him change over a trivial before the tip of it rests right against my ... anus. I can't assist it. My regard snaps back into focus and I start to agitate my head but right now Kevin has a soaked hold on my hair and I can barely travel. Kevin is focused on what Johns'doing and barely notification. The mantra"don't fight"is a litany in my head. I know nothing will arrest this. If I don't submit they'll just thrust me and my sister. That was my final stage consistent thought about anything outside of my body. I felt him transfix my buttock and the insistence as he pressed his hips forward. For a moment I was relieved. It felt rigid and surd and the combustion pressure as he pushed into me was painful but not intolerable.

"Here it comes piffling girl."He jerked his hips forward. I couldn't help it. I screamed as my rachis bowed and a pain so sharp traveled up my pricker in an instant. After a few seconds the excruciating pain that had traveled up my spine passed and I could finger the burning pain in my buns. Only Kevin's hired hand in my haircloth kept me facing the mirror and I'm not trusted I kept my center open. Panting for breath with tears streaming down my cheeks I realized that John hadn't moved anymore. Focusing my gaze I see John the Divine with a big grin watching me.
"That's one cherry down. Don't talk or beg Sarah. Just wow for me."I felt Saint John withdrawal a little and the electrocution pain was sufferable. Until in the side by side instant Saint John the Apostle stilled."Look at me Sarah."He said. When I did his grip on my ass shifted to my hips and drove his erection into my butt as hard, fast, and far as he could. This prison term the pain was more vivid as I felt him ride as far in as he could. Screaming I couldn't assistance but to lick and Kevin was there to preserve from fighting while still facing the mirror. I couldn't see anything as tears streamed down my face.

"Are you in buddy ?"Kevin asked John.

"Hades no ! About three fourth. She's got a tight piffling arse. I can't consider how lots pain she can take. She hasn't passed out yet. I don't know if I'll get a 30 bit drive out of her. She's too tight. go for her steady I'm ready to ride her hard."With that John pushed my shoulder down so that I'm now laying on the desk clinging to the edge. Kevin still holding my head up facing the mirror.

"Please…."Came as a strangled cry from my lips and they just laughed. It felt like… I don't know. It was so painful and it burned.. He pulled out and drove back in ... The botheration this time was one-half of before and I closed my eyes and tried to separate myself to just suspire through it .