Katie stared out of the front room window at the passing freightage train rolling slowly towards the terminus blotting out for a few minutes the vista of the suburban villas lining the other side of the cart track it was nearly five in the good afternoon and her boyfriend he-goat would soon be coming by on his way home plate from tariff as pointsman at the railing branch line into the timber yard.

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and the sorting of guy that was expert to take around until she could get to university and escape the downbeat outdated backwater spot that Timperley had become.

She was 18 tomorrow, and as she stared at the going freight machine 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 intent at all of letting him ball her.

Katie was n't cruel, just ambitious, she was from the wrong side of the rail and her common people 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 half sized reproduction of the Andrew D. White family on the former side of town.

baton did n't number, the eastern United States boundary container flattop was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road whipper in three different road liveries pounding away at the head word of a quarter international nautical mile of container cars and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

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

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

'' Only we got a footling birthday surprise for you, '' he mom said, `` You want to go get gear up ? ``

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

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the girdle of her blue dungaree and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her hair needed a washout and her flat shoes did nothing for her, `` Katie you got to make an effort some time sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new apparel upstairs. ``

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

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be set 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 hair and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her Father of the Church asked.

'' Where 's truncheon ? '' 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 year old Ford Hermann Hueffer station Dipper and headed for town, over the railroad tracks and down towards the imposing frontage of the Jefferson house where to Kate 's surprise they pulled into the drive.

'' Where are we going ? '' Katie asked.

'' Ah, I have to see individual, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the face door.

He went inside for a min and came back out, `` Katie, Mr Jefferson wants to cope with you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

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

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

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

'' Yes sir ! '' her don replied.

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

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

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

'' No sir ! '' Franklin replied.

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

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

'' Do n't let the cat out of the bag back ! '' he snapped.

'' So are you a virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your daddy fifty thousand dollars for your cherry tree. '' Jefferson announced.

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

'' Bring her bolt down stairs Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the beef some fashion. ``

'' Look ! '' 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 resist but he was too stiff and she had no choice but to stagger a hit towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at ceiling elevation to expose a stairway 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 stand and only when she was pushed to the far end did she clear there was a door in the end wall which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden broth, a wooden cross, a sort of vertical round wooden table, and a medieval wrack jostled for space amid the discarded chemical chain and lure, in the brightly lit yet dark, shadow painted cavern.

'' My play way, '' Mr Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a further door, `` A rest room. ``

A room with a bed, to one face en cortege toilet was revealed.

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

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

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

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

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

Katie stared wide-eyed eyed as President Jefferson picked up a pair of jumbo scissors and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her tit. 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, `` Hold still, '' he added as he eased a sword of the shears under the side of her panties and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three pieces allowing that to strike away as well.

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

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

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

Katie let her dad push her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no resistance as he took the paw cuff and secured her provide wrist to her left ankle.

'' Why papa ? '' she asked, `` Do you really detest me ? ``

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr Jefferson explained, `` You do have it off 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 fine. ``

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

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

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

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankle joint he eased her legs even wider apart, and then his 's fingerbreadth trembled as he eased her bitch lip apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a juicy girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a donkey or something ? ``

'' No, just baton. ``

'' And he 's hung like a domestic ass ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all franklin, '' Mr Jefferson added, `` We 'll discuss this on Monday. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if Billy takes it ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked.

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

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

'' Fifty thousand dollar would piddle the populace of difference to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

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

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

'' You 're moderately, '' Jefferson conceded, `` Lose some weight and you could have it big as a harlot or porno wiz. ``

'' Gee, you should have told me I 'd be tied in your keep 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 whip from a cabinet 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 mother ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a long time ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a virgin ? ``

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

'' What about billystick ? '' 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 somebody, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a lawyer, go to uni. ``

'' And he-goat ? '' he asked.

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

Jefferson smiled.

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

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't have sex. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his jackanapes grey lawsuit with blue shirt and dark blue tie, with her handcuffed and naked beside him.

'' I ca n't give up you, '' she said nervously.

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

'' It 's my eighteenth, most missy get something nice. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' Billy Ben Hogan, he works at the railroad siding at the timber mill, '' she said.

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

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

'' true, strong, '' Jefferson queried.

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

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

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' baton it is then, '' President Jefferson agreed.

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

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

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

'' You were xviii finis Thursday, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll avail you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her pile on the ground, `` I 've a collar and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` cellular telephone phone does n't work down here, '' he explained, `` The cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an overweight no hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a savvy young lady and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the donjon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called Billy Hogan at the rail spur track ? '' he said, `` Get him on the phone. '' he waited a few minute, `` What do you stand for he wo n't come ? ``

'' He says he has to switch over some car, '' the manager from the James Mill explained.

'' Well institutionalize 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 imply, 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 trial, '' he admitted.

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

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

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

'' It 's Wyrd, '' she said.

'' Maybe, but every charwoman 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 demented, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the side by side ? '' 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 he-goat ? ``

'' piece of tail truncheon ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' facial expression can we talk about this ? '' she asked.

'' No, '' he said and smiled, `` It 's like I can, do you see ? I can realise it come about. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' You can, you can have sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can kill me afterwards if you 're upset I 'll babble. ``

'' 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, `` retrieve ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

The phone rang and Thomas Jefferson answered it, `` Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Ginger Rogers will institute him down. ``

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

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

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

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

Rogers appeared with truncheon hogan. Much to Jefferson 's bother Ginger Rogers wore blue Levis with his sinister jacket with a Theodore Harold White shirt shirt and black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with inglorious trousers.

Billy Hogan by direct 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 take to ram the switcher maybe ? '' truncheon asked.

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

'' Sure Mr Jefferson sir, I never been in no problem with no body, except the police that is. '' billy goat replied.

Katie cowered against a rampart trying to hide.

'' Got a lady friend ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie John Hope Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a society flat when I get a promotion, have five shaver, get a station wagon maybe. '' Billy replied confidently.

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

'' What ? '' Billy asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

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

Thomas Jefferson completely misjudged Billy hogan, he never expected billystick 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 infant ? ``

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

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

'' No eubstance nightstick, '' 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 vertebral column legs splayed as billy club peered at her privates, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the lips apart truncheon, feeling in, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said through his handkerchief as he came across trying to stop his wind bleeding.

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

'' Are you going to burst her surface billy goat, or shall I ? '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` Virginia Katherine McMath has sent for the fuzz, I guess you have ten minutes, '' he lied.

baton said nothing, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

His shaft reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inches of solid pinko muscle.

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

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

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

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will take to do,"Billy replied.

Katie was helpless as billystick climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to jostle 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 bounce to ankles and ineffectual to guide on him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the showtime couple of in back and forth.

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

Katie screamed and Mr Thomas Jefferson stepped forward and covered her exit 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 ? '' he-goat asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the manacle from Katie 's left ankle and the one from her right wrist before pulling her hands around behind Billy '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 minute but that was long enough for Mr Jefferson to set down his bloodied hankie and dislocate a dog collar around Billy's neck opening and attach a short chain from his collar to Katies, a tiny padlock through each pinch stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs from Katie 's ankles.

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

Mr Jefferson motioned Rogers to leave, `` Shall I order a fancy woman sir ? '' Ginger Rogers asked.

'' No, and secern the cops it was a false alarm ok, and is my secretary still around ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Virginia Katherine McMath agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

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

'' Saint George ! '' girl Reilly Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him approach, `` What on ground 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 poor man ! '' she said, `` What piffling girl ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm as horny as Hades and you 're the only womanhood here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a working girl but that would take a half hr 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 Democrats and you wear such dowdy wearing apparel but miss Reilly delight, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' Oh hellhole, '' 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 bust the front man of her dress wide open revealing her modest white scanty and bra.
He saw her pap already responding and as he grabbed her panties he saw a pocket-sized wet patch beginning to mold. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and zipper and when she revealed his rock voiceless member she inserted her finger's breadth up vagina to check she was ready and then pushed the gusset of her step-in aside and pushed his solid erecting deep inside her vagina.

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

'' Really, '' misfire Reilly smiled,"Do you really imply that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"diddly-shit all those tired bored whores I fucked when I could cause fucked you."

"And you can fuck me any clock time, just as long as you pay youngster charge,"Miss Reilly reassured him

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

'' flavour you chose to rape me, '' missy Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touch of her fingers had made his tool respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off Libra the Scales and pushed her firm down onto the floor.

She spread her peg wide welcoming him and his glistening puppet slid easily into her now aroused pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to hunch forward her again.

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

'' Saint George ! '' she protested.

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

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

'' Shut the fuck up and wreak your fuck muscles bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

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

'' XVIII damned age I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the lovesome wets surge if his passionateness flooding her womb, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` Eighteen twelvemonth. ``

'' 18 years, '' she agreed.

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

Miss Reilly tried to pull out her dress closed as she followed Mr Jefferson to where Katie and Billy were locked together by baton's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back stage wide apart as billy goat fucked her,"She's my girlfriend now Mr Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No matter what you or the cops do."

"That's hunky-dory truncheon,"Mr Jefferson agreed,"Now you just restrain right on piece of ass because my little missy deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson Billy,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five kidskin and a place wagon will be just mulct !"

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