dodging stared at Cara. How had she become like this ? This was her crime syndicate for gods sake. Her own build and line of descent. And here she was, wanting him and his teenage Quaker to outrage them. She was absolutely fascinating.

scheme was a bad boy. Everybody knew it. He was well known in town for being the piddling shit you must avoid at all costs. Him and his protagonist were nothing more then the town tough. He had no ethical motive and Cara knew this. That 's why she went to him for help.

There was always hearsay flying around shoal about Dodge and his gang. The shit they get up to. The chaos they cause. If they were n't getting drugged off their faces and robbing hotels, they were raping some innocent girls down alleyways. They were mental.

Cara was sat in chemistry the Wednesday before, bored off her tits. The teacher had left minutes before to dispense with some phone call and the class was getting a piffling roudy. Dodge was sat at the rear, casually lounging about with his feet up on the table next to him when he started to speak to the girl in figurehead of him.

'Heather'One Logos is all he said. It was n't a doubt or a statement. It was a demand. Dodge did n't normally mouth to others in course of instruction. The only socialising he participated in was when he was with his crew.

Scots heather turned round, anxiously.

'Yeah ?'She said, trying to sound confident.

'What you doing tonight ?'

'Errrrm. Not indisputable. Just guna have a quiet Nox in and ... ..'She was n't allowed to finish.

'Your coming mine. Be there for 7'And with that he got up, spat on the story and casually walked out the classroom.

No-one really heard the short exchange of words. But Cara did. And she was fascinated. ling was clearly terrified. She was close to tears. She knew that she could n't disobey someone like contrivance. He was not someone you said no to.

Cara saw how scare Heather was and it turned her on. It turned her on so much. To see someone so terrified by dodge made her stir and she needed to get it on what was happening.


That evening, Cara made her way to dodging. She did n't know what her plan was, but she needed to know what was guna happen to Heather.

Everyone knew where contrivance lived. The big region of township of course.

Berrybrow was known for the druggies who roamed around and the prostitute who scaled the streets. It was not a pleasant shoes. In the centre of it was a huge, pestiferous towboat block of flats. dodging lived on the top floor and that 's where Cara was headed. She did n't know why she was going there.. but she was

When Cara arrived, she entered the building and walked towards the lift. She pressed the button and it opened but what was waiting for her was not pleasant. Inside the lift was a man layed in the corner. His facial expression was coverd in blood and his clothes was all torn, and he was coverd in sick. The smell was hideous. Cara momentarily turned round in daze and prepared to lead. What sort of billet is this ?

She stopped and tried to collect her thoughts. She was here to see Dodge. There was something about him that she connected with. She was n't sure enough what but she needed to have it away more and some unconscious man in a rise was n't guna block her. She turned round and got back in the lift. She had to take for her intimation though, it proper stunk. She pressed number 16, the top floor, and she was off

The doors open and she was greeted with a long dirty hall. A few doors spread around and she found the one she was look for. number 6.

Now she was here she did n't recognise what to do. Did she knock ? Did she walk in ? She did n't have a clue so she thought to be civilized. She held her breath and gently knocked on the room access

....

No answer. Strange she thought. broom was meant to be here for 7. She glanced at her ticker. 6.45. A little early but he should still be in. She knocked again. This clip more loudly.


....


Still no answer. Cara was losing her patience now. She had not travelled all this way just to find out he 's not in. She knocked again. No, not knocked, banged. She pounded her fist against the door demanding an reply




... ..





piece of tail this. She thought to herself, she turned the handle and doorway flew undefendable. Surprisingly. She was n't genuinely expecting it to be open.

The flat was dark. She could n't really see much do she stumbled in and tried to find a light switch. She started to rub her hand against the wall untill ... lotto. Found one. She pressed and suddenly the flat was filled with a bright light.


It was disgusting. The floor was covered in filth.

'Hello ? Hello Dodge are you in ?'she shouted into the filthy den.

No reply


She stepped in further, trying to hedge the used prophylactic and phonograph needle she found on the story. She walked towards a threshold and opened it. The living room.

The way was little and relatively empty. There was a small-scale tv on the base in the corner and a niggling table with lots of small grip of drugs on it. There was also a video television camera.

Cara was well confused. Where the screw was everybody ? She was just about to turn to pull up stakes when she heard voice in the outside hallway. She needed to hide and quick. If he found her intruding in his piddling crack den she 'd be fucked. Across the room was a little press cupboard character of matter so she quickly jumped in there and hoped no one would come in. There was a crack in the door too so she could spy on what was guna come about


She could hear the voices clearly now and immediately recognised Dodges vocalization.

'Did you leave the doorway open Joel mate ?'he asked

'No I dont think so lad'replied another voice

'Fuck it'he replied

Cara loved the way he did n't give a shit about anything.

'Why am I here contrivance ? Bingo. Scots heather

By this spot they entered the flat and the living the elbow room. There was Dodge and two other male child. She recognised one of them as Joel. Dodges right paw man. The other she was n't sure of. And of course she recognised Heather. blond and beautiful.


'Take a fanny'dodging demanded.

You could the affright in Heathers eyes.

She sat down politely on the floor.

'A short birdy told me youve been fucking about one of my Quaker'

'What ? I do n't realise'

'Cut the bull slut. Jarad, a skillful ally of mine recently broke up with you. set ?'

Calluna vulgaris nodded

'Well I 've found out the reason he pulled the plug on your whore arse is because you were fucking his pal. Now that 's not very nice Heather. That 's not very gracious at all'

Cara could n't breath. Her heart and soul was beating fast as fuck.

The third gear boy walked around Calluna vulgaris menacingly and picked up the video recording camera and switched it on.

'I want to leave please Dodge'pleaded Heather

'Your not going anywhere slut'

That 's when it started. He moved towards her and grabbed her by her neck and pulled her up. She started to cry but it did n't phase him.

'If you wan na be a working girl you 'll be treated like one. give you mouth'She resisted 'OPEN YOUR back talk'she did and he spat directly into it.

'Have a turn Joel'

And both of them took turns spitting into the fornicatress lip. Big wods of spit clogging up her throat. By this pointedness Heather was inconsolable.

'kneel slattern'she did as she was told immeidiately


Dosge began to unbuckle his bang and pulled down his pants. Joel followed cause. They pulled out their turncock and looked at her.

'You thirsty bitch ? You substantially be'

And then they started to piss on her nerve. Two streams of yellow liquid flying towards her. It went in her lip and it tasted horrible so she spat it out but she got a biff in the nerve from Dodge

'Swallow it !'

She did as she was told. Fearing for her life.

'This is what sluts like you get when you fuck about our mate'They both laughed cruelly

The pissing carry on and now she was soaked. She started to gag on all the piss and that 's when it eventually stopped.

'Suck'

Cara was n't sure as shooting which boy said the give-and-take. She did n't give care. She was more reverse on now then she had ever been in her life history. The scene before her had escalated so quickly and without realising she slid her own hand down her drawers and had begin to play with herself

One word was all Calluna vulgaris needed. She quickly took Dodges dick in her back talk and began suck furiously. Using all the technique shed learnt over the years on this hooligans dick. She wanted him to cum quickly.

While she was sucking scheme dick, Joel went round the other side of her and mounted her so that he could could get a effective luck at her kitty-cat. Wet as fuck.

'Dodge. She 's wet. The dirty nooky fathead whores wet. She 's loving it !'

And with that he shoved his 7inch dick in that pussy and started to love her brutally, slamming into her in time with Dodge slamming down her throat.

Both boys were fucking her ruthlessly while the other boy filmed it all along.

After a piece of her getting drilled from both ending, stratagem stared to sense himself cumming so he pulled out.

'If you think this is over. Your wrong sister. It 's only just started'and he started to walk towards the cupboard, where Cara was furiously fingering herself.

He swung the doors unfastened and was shocked by what he saw.

'What the fuck !'he startled



Cara was in deep prick




What happens next ? You decide .