dodging stared at Cara. How had she become like this ? This was her kin for gods sake. Her own form and origin. And here she was, wanting him and his teenage friends to despoil them. She was absolutely fascinating.

dodge was a bad boy. Everybody knew it. He was well known in town for being the small turd you must keep off at all costs. Him and his booster were nothing more then the Town ruffian. He had no morals and Cara knew this. That's why she went to him for help.

There was always bruit flying around school about dodge and his bunch. The diddley they get up to. The chaos they cause. If they weren't getting drugged off their faces and robbing hotels, they were raping some innocent miss down alleyways. They were mental. 
 
Cara was sat in interpersonal chemistry the Midweek before, bored off her titty. The teacher had left bit before to sell with some headphone outcry and the class was getting a little roudy. Dodge was sat at the spine, casually lounging about with his animal foot up on the table next to him when he started to speak to the girl in front of him. 

'Heather'One word is all he said. It wasn't a doubt or a statement. It was a demand. Dodge didn't normally speak to others in socio-economic class. The only socialisation he participated in was when he was with his crew.

broom turned round, anxiously.

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

'What you doing tonight ?'

'Errrrm. Not trusted. Just guna have a quiet night in and.....'She wasn't allowed to finish.

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

No-one really heard the short interchange of Holy Writ. But Cara did. And she was fascinated. Heather was clearly terrified. She was ending to tears. She knew that she couldn't disobey soul like Dodge. He was not someone you said no to. 

Cara saw how scared Calluna vulgaris 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 hump what was happening.


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

Everyone knew where Dodge lived. The worst percentage of town of course.

 Berrybrow was known for the druggies who roamed around and the prostitutes who scaled the streets. It was not a pleasant place. In the pith of it was a huge, dirty pillar block of flats. dodging lived on the top floor and that's where Cara was headed. She didn't know why she was going there.. but she was 

When Cara arrived, she entered the construction and walked towards the lift. She pressed the button and it opened but what was waiting for her was not pleasant. Inside the heave was a man layed in the turning point. His face was coverd in blood and his wearing apparel was all shoot down, and he was coverd in sick. The olfactory perception was hideous. Cara momentarily turned rhythm in shock and prepared to leave. What sort of place is this ?

She stopped and tried to compile her view. She was here to see Dodge. There was something about him that she connected with. She wasn't trusted what but she needed to live more than and some unconscious man in a lift wasn't guna stop her. She turned round and got back in the aerodynamic lift. She had to hold her hint though, it proper stunk. She pressed number 16, the top trading floor, and she was off

The doors opens and she was greeted with a long dirty hallway. A few room access scatters around and she found the one she was look for. numeral 6.

Now she was here she didn't know what to do. Did she pink ? Did she walk in ? She didn't have a clue so she thought to be polite. She held her breath and gently knocked on the door

....

No reply. Strange she thought. heather was meant to be here for 7. She glanced at her watch. 6.45. A little ahead of time but he should still be in. She knocked again. This time more than loudly.


....


Still no reply. Cara was losing her forbearance 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 doorway demanding an result




.....





Fuck this. She thought to herself, she turned the hold and door flew open. Surprisingly. She wasn't genuinely expecting it to be open. 

The flat was dark. She couldn't really see much do she stumbled in and tried to chance a get off switch. She started to rub her handwriting against the paries untill... Bingo. Found one. She pressed and suddenly the flatbed was filled with a bright light.


It was disgusting. The flooring was covered in filth. 

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

No reply


She stepped in further, trying to fudge the put-upon rubber and phonograph needle she found on the level. She walked towards a room access and opened it. The living room.

The elbow room was minuscule and relatively evacuate. There was a small tv on the floor in the corner and a little shelve with lots of lowly bags of drugs on it. There was also a video camera. 

Cara was well confused. Where the fuck was everybody ? She was just about to reverse to go away when she heard spokesperson in the external hallway. She needed to hide out and quick. If he found her intruding in his little crack den she'd be fucked. Across the room was a little press cupboard type of thing so she quickly jumped in there and hoped no one would come in. There was a fling in the door too so she could spy on what was guna happen 


She could hear the vocalism clearly now and immediately recognised stratagem voice. 

'Did you leave the threshold undefended Book of Joel mate ?'he asked

'No I dont think so lad'replied another voice 

'Fuck it'he replied

Cara loved the way he didn't give a hoot about anything.

'Why am I here Dodge ? beano. Heather 

By this breaker point they entered the matt and the living the room. There was dodging and two former male child. She recognised one of them as Joel. Dodges compensate hired hand man. The former she wasn't sure of. And of course she recognised Calluna vulgaris. blonde and beautiful.


'Take a place'Dodge demanded.

You could the little terror in Heathers eyes. 

She sat down politely on the floor.

'A trivial birdy told me youve been fucking about one of my friends'

'What ? I don't understand'

'Cut the horseshit hussy. Jarad, a trade good friend of mine recently broke up with you. right ?'

Calluna vulgaris nodded

'well I've found out the reasonableness he pulled the ballyhoo on your whore prat is because you were fucking his brother. Now that's not very skillful Scots heather. That's not very nice at all & # 039 ; 

Cara couldn't breathing space. Her pump was beating fast as fuck.

The third boy walked around Heather menacingly and picked up the video camera and switched it on.

'I want to allow please Dodge'pleaded Heather

'Your not going anywhere slut & # 039 ; 

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 didn't phase him.

'If you wan na be a whore you'll be treated like one. Open you mouth'She resisted'out-of-doors YOUR MOUTH'she did and he spat directly into it. 

'Have a spell Joel & # 039 ; 

And both of them took turns spitting into the sluts mouth. Big wods of expectoration clogging up her throat. By this distributor point Heather was inconsolable. 

'kneel slut'she did as she was told immeidiately


Dosge began to unbuckle his belt and pulled down his pants. Joel followed suit. They pulled out their prick and looked at her. 

'You thirsty bitch ? You better be'

And then they started to puddle on her case. Two stream of yellow liquid state flying towards her. It went in her mouth and it tasted atrocious 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 continued and now she was soaked. She started to gag on all the piss and that's when it eventually stopped.

'suck'

Cara wasn't sure which boy said the Bible. She didn't care. She was more work on now then she had ever been in her life. The view 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 was all heather mixture needed. She quickly took contrivance cock in her sass and began suck furiously. Using all the technique shed learnt over the age on this hooligans dick. She wanted him to cum quickly. 

While she was sucking dodges dick, Joel went round the former side of her and mounted her so that he could could get a commodity fortune at her pussy. Wet as fuck.

'dodge. She's wet. The dirty ass goose whores wet. She's loving it !'

And with that he shoved his 7inch putz in that pussy and started to have sex her brutally, slamming into her in time with dodging 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 remnant, Dodge stared to feel himself cumming so he pulled out. 

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

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

'What the fucking !'he startled



Cara was in deep dogshit 




What happens next ? You decide.