Karen is a tall and skinny young woman from just outside of Kansas River city in the United commonwealth of USA. She has long red-dyed hair, brown eyes, pale skin and wears large clunky spyglass. Karen is looking forward to her gamey schooling prom to which she is going to with her long-time crush, Darren. Little does she roll in the hay the cool and respectable skin of Darren conceals a dark and grievous Department of the Interior and has concocted terrible plan for his date.

Karenic finished applying her constitution. Her cherry-red lipstick was perfectly applied and her foundation well faded. Her luscious, red hair flowed down her spinal column over the compressed, light blue wearing apparel she was wearing that ended at knee and was low cut enough that you could get a good view of her cleavage. It was 8:32. She had eight minutes before Darren was coming to pick her up, she picked up her purse and slotted it under her arm. Silently Karenic knelt to the floor and reached under her untidy bed, she reached around until she grabbed a black-market shoebox, pulling it out and dusting off the gossamer she opened it. She reached through the papers inside until she located a ash gray packaged condom and placed it into her handbag. Karen didn't plan to have to use it, but she felt she had to contribute it just in case.



She left her bedroom, going through the Radclyffe Hall and down the stairs. She straightened her dress in the hall mirror and waited for her day of the month to arrive. Exactly on clock time there was a firm knock on the door. Karen, springing with excitement, opened the room access to be greeted by Darren standing in a pristine suit and with his Robert Brown hair slicked back neatly."Wow Karenic ! You…you look beautiful"said Darren nervously.

"Thanks !"said Karenic shyly"You don't look so bad yourself"

Karen turned around and close the threshold, shamelessly advertising her perfectly rounded arse to Darren as she locked the door. She turned around coming face to expression with Darren, pushing her lustrous hair out of her eye, Darren put his arm around his escort and walked her over to his patrician Ford Fiesta. He led Karen around the car's bonnet ( his arm constantly moving down her body until it was resting firmly on her prat ) and then opened the passenger's door allowing her to sit down. He then walked back and climbed into the number one wood's seat.

As Darren started the engine and moved off down the street Karen began to recrudesce the awkward silence,"So…you got your ticket then ? ”.

Darren felt at the bureau pocket of his blazer and then exclaimed"screwing's rice beer, I've forgotten it. I'll just have to stop home on the way. Sorry love"

"It's ok, no concern"replied Karen smiling. They sat in miserable silence as Darren sped across Town to get back to his base. After ten minutes, Darren dumped his car into his private road harshly applying the handbrake causing Karen to reel forward. As the car screeched to a halt, Darren turned to Karen and looked her in her dark-brown eye"cum inside, just for five transactions. You can help me…look in my bedchamber ”.

Without saying anything Karen got out of the car, taking a moment to smoothen out her dress, and followed Darren to the threshold to his house. He pushed it open and rushed inside then moving quickly to a room on the straightaway left, Karenic gracefully followed. Darren stopped and turned around, coming nerve to expression with Karen's beautiful face. Karenic stopped, their faces just in apart."This isn't your bedroom !"inquired Karen playfully whilst twirling her hairsbreadth around one of her fingers.

"No, you're right. I don't break a fucking about the prom, I just want…. ”, Darren never finished his sentence. He grabbed the back of Karen's head and their mouth met. Karenic reciprocated and got what she'd wanted for at least two old age, for Darren to pick up the braveness and take what he wanted. Karen stood motionless, unable to do anything ; her instinct fully took over. Darren grabbed at her arse roughly through the light blueness dress, Karenic squealed at the crude treatment but ultimately submitted herself fully to her date.

Darren put both of his greedy hands onto each of Karen's arse-cheeks and moved her towards the sofa at the border of the room. Darren took his hands-off Karen's bum and pushed her roughly onto the sofa. Karenic landed spread eagled on the couch, her pegleg apart and arms splayed behind her head."Darren, I've left my pocketbook in your car. It has a condom in…just gim me a second ”.

Darren leaned over Karen as she lay vulnerable on the couch and whispered into her ear,"I'll pull out ”. Before Karen could say anything, she was turned over onto her knees by her randy date. She could see his drawers begin to bulge as soon as she was at his mercifulness, Karen knew this was going to befall, she may as well delight it. Darren pulled at Karenic's wearing apparel. Through raw strength, Darren was able to strip the dress from Karen's tail end end pulling it up and folding it over, leaving her butt barely covered by her thin scanty. The relief of Karen's dress became wanton. She dared not affect, she was obedient, she would do anything Darren asked of her.

Karen felt a pugnacious smack on her bare keister and then two uncut hands working their way around her panties and quickly ripping them down, leaving them suspended around her slim second joint. Karen was subject now and completely at Darren's mercy. Karen remained in position, urging Darren to look at legal action against her. She kept facing forward, attempting to hide her fearfulness from him.

Karen heard the click of Darren undoing his whack buckle and then his pant slumping to the flat coat in a mass. Darren slowly walked across the lounge base, his rock-hard penis in his hand towards his woman. Darren joined Karen on the sofa, he knelt behind her- his erect, unprotected eight column inch nearly gracing her unguarded clitoris with physical contact. Darren lent forward, know his hawkshaw was touching her snatch, her grabbed his daughter by the end of her long red hair, pulling her vertebral column harshly."I've been waiting for this. For eld. Your virginity is mine ”, he whispered in an angry, alien tone.

Karenic let out a inhibit whimper in response. The two room access to the room were all-inclusive out-of-doors, the front door to the house remained unlocked and the mantle remained undraw allowing any passers-by a clear view of a little jade losing her virginity on the Night of her prom. Darren released her whisker, causing her to lurch forward. Karen felt rent began to swell up in her eyes, but she fought back against the unstoppable tide of the crying. She had to carry out her duty to Darren, her duty as a woman.

Darren spread Karenic's derriere impertinence with his surplus paw with his thumb brush against her clit- using his spare hand to guide on his member into his prom date. He continued by touching his tip against her cunt, causing Karen to funk whilst trembling with anticipation. Darren continued with his unprotected dick, spearheaded into the virgin cunt. Soon his entire tip had worked its way into Karen's cunt. With seven in left for the blushing sporting lady to enjoy, Darren lent forward ( inserting another inch as he did so ), grabbing Karen by the neck. Pulling her drumhead backwards he whispered again into her ear"You're so cockeyed ! I think after I've had my way with you, I'll take you to that pudding head roll in the hay prom just so all the guy wire who asked out some frigid bitch can miss their virginity on prom nighttime, I think that would be gracious. Don't you ?

Karen let out a whimper in response, choked by bout. Darren started again"You think I asked you out because I like you, or I…value your personality ? No ! It's because I knew your too bed debile and stupid to balk me, I knew my dick would be wet before 9 o'clock. I'm not fucking wrong am I."

Karen began to cry as Darren took another inch of her virginity whilst his approximate work force were still wrapped around her neck. It seemed as though Darren had grown tired of the slow, somewhat fleshly glide path and forced the remaining five inches of his steely rod into Karenic. Karen let out a tatty gasp, for the foremost sentence that Nox she felt an ounce of pleasure.

Darren ( now balls deep ) began to slide his nob back and forth through the tight cunt, Karen moaning as he did so. He continued, his hammer rubbing harshly against the constricted walls of Karenic's pussy she was no longer rallying cry, she no longer felt shame. Her initial stab of shame and guilt had been replaced by a new feeling ; one of pleasance. She began to heave, then she began to press against the force of Darren slamming into her pussy. Darren was moaning too, the rigorous snatch of Karen was almost too much for this expert to handle, yet he held his poise and averted cataclysm.

Darren was digging deep into Karen. Though she was a Virgo the Virgin, she had touched herself before, but she had never felt anything like this. Karen didn't want to like it, she had envisioned simply going to prom coming back to Darren's and maybe blowing him but never full moon sex, the condom had just been a caution. But this was extreme. She was loving every secondment, every push brought her closer to climax, ever time he slapped her arse made her moan. Karenic was no yearner herself ; she was no longer the destitute girl from Broadley road, now she was a slut- more accurately Darren's slut.

The sound of Darren's balls slapping against Karen's hind echoed throughout the house, Karen didn't tutelage though. Her jade instinct had taken over, she existed only for the contiguous goal which was orgasm. Karen moaned and squirmed she was on the edge of something, something she didn't know what ! She was scared of what that boundary was, she leaned back with Darren wrapping his muscly arm around her neck, her bosom still concealed by the light blueing dress."Please"pleaded Karen in-between groan"slow down ”. Darren ignored these objection and continued thrusting. Karen couldn't restraint herself with one final moan and gasp she reached flood tide. Attempting to slither further down onto Darren turncock, the prick that had enslaved her mind and body. Her pussycat flooded over the massive rod infiltrating her snatch and dripped down onto the sofa.

In her trance, Karen failed to acknowledge that a tall man was standing in the doorframe observing the prospect of his young Sung rutting with a footling slut in a beautiful dress. When she looked up, Karen jumped off Darren's cock in care shouting loudly"What the fuck ?"

Darren didn't even attend up and firmly grabbed Karenic from behind as she tried to hide herself from the trespasser. He rammed his cock back into her bitch and pushed her brass into the sofa so she could not utter a sound."Hi Dad. This is that whore from school I was telling you about.

"Oh right"replied Mr Benson"I watched her cum. You've completely melted her mind son."

"Thanks Dad ! I mean…you can get together in like you used to with Jacob's girlfriends…we could fully break in this picayune prostitute"asked Darren never deviating from firmly smashing Karen.

Mr Benson walked calmly over to the sofa, sitting down near Karen face. Karen was frozen with care, her cunt had instantly dried out at the mess of this debase creep watching her culmination. She had just gotten used to being fucked by Darren, let alone by his dad at the same clip. Mr Benson grabbed the little slut by the face firmly with one hired hand, as she lurched back and forth at the mercy of Darren's thrusts.

"So are you enjoying my son, petty Charles Lamb"he whispered.

"Please no, just…just let us be"protested Karenic, through renewed tears.

"Oh no ! You come into my house. You wake me up with your blamed moaning. petty little girl like you need to be taught a lesson about dignity ”, his heart lit up with agitation as he pictured the deterrent example, he would teach Karen."Oh no, I think you need to learn a lesson. One about not being a niggling slut…yes, that mind excites you doesn't it my dear ”.

Darren's attitude towards Karen had changed since his Padre had sat down. It was no farsighted unattackable yet sensual seeking to impart his cleaning woman to orgasm, it had changed to a crude fucking with no tending for the welfare of Karen's snatch. Meanwhile, Mr Benson was rubbing Karen's brass against his cock which although still concealed by his tight jeans was prominent against the soft, wan cheeks.



Mr Benson stood up and undid his belt. His trousers instantly fell down with his pants dropping almost on top of his son's. He walked over to the sofa, kneeling on it at the other end to his son. Karenic was encircled. He guided the missy'mouth over to his long phallus. He leant forward until his cock was washed by the wet embracement of her virgin throat. With every stab completed by his fit son, Karen mouthpiece was impaled further upon Mr Benson's cock.

Karen choked. She was pulled roughly by Benson off his cock permitted no more than two sec to trip up her breath and then put back around his peter, using her cherry red lips to pleasure the old pervert as Darren continued at a fast pace of drilling her hind end. Though Mr Benson had none of the toughness of his unseasoned and industrious son and he soon exploded in Karenic's mouthpiece. His milky cum filling her virgin lip. Instinctively Karenic swallowed the load. Mr Benson stood up and without a discussion to his youngest son or the slut, he walked out of the room.

Darren instantly picked up the rate, fucking Karen harder and harder. The Virgo the Virgin pussy grabbing at his cock, resisting every move with firm solvent. Karen no longer moaned or trembled she simply stayed still accepting her fate as a part of fuckmeat. Darren eventually came to orgasm announced by a small sum of pre-cum. He grabbed Karenic's long-hair, arching her backrest perfectly for impregnation. He let out a single, long moan as he flooded the no-longer-virgin puss with his ejaculate. He stood up and walked out of the room.

Karen was left alone. Crying, daring not to break the emplacement that she had been placed into by her master. The cum began to filter out of her cunt, running down her thigh. The light blue dress that had hugged her now violated and deflowered trunk was now ripped and creased by the relentless fucking she had endured.

After about five minutes of closing off, Darren re-entered the room with a handful of line ties. He grabbed Karen roughly by the hair and dragged her over to a tabular array in the quoin of the room. He roughly cable tied her hands to the table pegleg, Karenic did not make bold resist. She knew what was going to happen to her. She no longer resisted. She belonged to the Bensons now. She had been broken .