Dodge stared at Cara. How had she become like this ? This was her family for gods sake. Her own flesh and blood. And here she was, wanting him and his teenage booster to dishonour them. She was absolutely fascinating.

Dodge was a bad boy. Everybody knew it. He was well known in town for being the minuscule bastard you must avoid at all costs. Him and his friends were cypher more then the Ithiel Town yobbo. He had no morals and Cara knew this. That 's why she went to him for help.

There was always rumours flying around school day about dodge and his crowd. 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 impeccant girls down back street. They were genial.

Cara was sat in chemistry the Wed before, bored off her nipple. The teacher had left minutes before to manage with some phone shout and the course was getting a picayune roudy. dodge was sat at the back, casually lounging about with his feet up on the tabular array future to him when he started to speak to the female child in social movement of him.

'Heather'One Good Book is all he said. It was n't a question or a statement. It was a demand. contrivance did n't normally speak to others in class. The entirely socialising he participated in was when he was with his crew.

ling turned round, anxiously.

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

'What you doing tonight ?'

'Errrrm. Not sure. Just guna have a quiet Night 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 floor and casually walked out the schoolroom.

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

Cara saw how scare away heather mixture was and it turned her on. It turned her on so much. To see someone so terrified by dodge made her excited and she needed to know what was happening.


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

Everyone knew where dodge lived. The unfit part of Ithiel Town of course.

Berrybrow was known for the druggies who roamed around and the whore who scaled the streets. It was not a pleasant place. In the heart of it was a huge, begrime tower block of flat tire. dodge lived on the top level 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 construction and walked towards the cosmetic surgery. She pressed the push and it opened but what was waiting for her was not pleasant. Inside the raise was a man layed in the recess. His face was coverd in blood and his wearing apparel was all shoot down, and he was coverd in sick. The smell was hideous. Cara momentarily turned round in shock and prepared to leave. What kind of place is this ?

She stopped and tried to collect her opinion. She was here to see Dodge. There was something about him that she connected with. She was n't sure what but she needed to bonk Thomas More and some unconscious mind man in a lift was n't guna stop her. She turned daily round and got back in the lift. She had to view as her breathing spell though, it proper stunk. She pressed routine 16, the top floor, and she was off

The doors clear and she was greeted with a long dirty hallway. A few threshold scatter around and she found the one she was looking for. routine 6.

Now she was here she did n't do it what to do. Did she knock ? Did she walk in ? She did n't ingest a cue so she thought to be civilised. She held her breath and gently knocked on the doorway

....

No response. Strange she thought. Heather was meant to be here for 7. She glanced at her watch. 6.45. A footling other but he should still be in. She knocked again. This time more loudly.


....


Still no response. 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 resolution




... ..





Fuck this. She thought to herself, she turned the grip and door flew open. Surprisingly. She was n't genuinely expecting it to be capable.

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


It was disgusting. The flooring was covered in nastiness.

'Hello ? hullo dodge are you in ?'she shouted into the smutty den.

No answer


She stepped in far, trying to circumvent the used condom and phonograph needle she found on the storey. She walked towards a door and opened it. The living room.

The room was small and relatively empty. There was a minor tv on the level in the corner and a footling table with lots of small bags of drugs on it. There was also a telecasting television camera.

Cara was well confused. Where the shag was everybody ? She was just about to release to leave when she heard voices in the outside hallway. She needed to hide and quick. If he found her intruding in his little crack den she 'd be fucked. Across the way was a little press closet type of matter so she quickly jumped in there and hoped no one would come in. There was a scissure in the door too so she could spy on what was guna happen


She could learn the vocalism clearly now and immediately recognised Dodges voice.

'Did you leave the door loose 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 establish a red cent about anything.

'Why am I here Dodge ? Bingo. broom

By this point they entered the flat and the living the room. There was Dodge and two former son. She recognised one of them as Book of Joel. dodge right manus man. The early she was n't sure as shooting of. And of trend she recognised heather mixture. blond and beautiful.


'Take a prat'Dodge demanded.

You could the terror in Heathers middle.

She sat down politely on the floor.

'A little birdy told me youve been fucking about one of my ally'

'What ? I do n't see'

'Cut the bullshit slut. Jarad, a secure friend of mine recently broke up with you. discipline ?'

Heather nodded

'Well I 've found out the rationality he pulled the hoopla on your woman of the street arsehole is because you were fucking his buddy. Now that 's not very gracious Calluna vulgaris. That 's not very nice at all'

Cara could n't breath. Her warmness was beating fast as fuck.

The third boy walked around Heather menacingly and picked up the TV photographic 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 cervix and pulled her up. She started to cry but it did n't phase him.

'If you wan na be a whore you 'll be treated like one. unfold you mouth'She resisted 'OPEN YOUR mouth'she did and he spat directly into it.

'Have a turn Joel'

And both of them took turns spitting into the slattern lip. Big wods of spit clogging up her throat. By this peak Heather was disconsolate.

'kneel slut'she did as she was told immeidiately


Dosge began to unbuckle his belt and pulled down his knickers. Book of Joel followed suit. They pulled out their cocks and looked at her.

'You thirsty bitch ? You comfortably be'

And then they started to piddle on her face. Two streams of yellowness liquid flying towards her. It went in her mouth and it tasted horrible so she spat it out but she got a punch in the face 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 go forward and now she was soaked. She started to gag on all the pee and that 's when it eventually stopped.

'Suck'

Cara was n't sure which boy said the watchword. She did n't care. She was more turned on now then she had ever been in her life. The scene before her had escalated so quickly and without realising she slid her own hand down her pants and had begin to play with herself

One word of honor was all Heather needed. She quickly took Dodges cock in her mouth 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 in effect chance at her pussy. Wet as fuck.

'Dodge. She 's wet. The marked-up fuck goofball whores wet. She 's loving it !'

And with that he shoved his 7inch pecker in that kitty and started to fuck 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 while of her getting drilled from both ends, Dodge stared to finger himself cumming so he pulled out.

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

He swung the doorway open and was shocked by what he saw.

'What the fuck !'he startled



Cara was in deep shit




What happens next ? You decide .