Stolen Innocence · Part 2

Stolen Innocence · Part 2 (2/3)
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d would actually hurt her the first time she did it. After that, it was just a woman's duty to please her husband, her mother had said. Debbie was unsure about that. She didn't like to doubt her mother, but the girls in the movies she'd been watching seemed to be getting some pleasure from it.

Andrew was getting impatient. "Come on, Debbie." She licked her lips and moved her mouth closer to the bulbous head. Her lips touched it and she opened her mouth, sliding the soft head past her teeth, and over her tongue to the back of her throat.

"Ahhh, yes!," he sighed as her lips closed around the shaft. "Now slide it in and out of your mouth. Use your tongue, and don't forget to suck!" She began to do as he requested, her mouth making slurping noises as her saliva dripped from her lips. This wasn't that bad! It was actually kind of a turn-on! Andrew's moans and sighs of pleasure urged her on, still trying to please him.

"Very good, baby!," he said, throwing his head back and sucking in a breath through his clenched teeth. He stopped her a few minutes later and pulled her to her feet.

"How was it?," he asked her, smiling. She shrugged. She didn't mind doing it, but the fact that it made him feel good made it worth the effort. She smiled.

"It was ok," she said. He returned her smile.

"Good. Well, a promise is a promise!" He stuck his tongue out and waggled it, then dropped to his knees in front of her. He grasped the waistband of her panties and pulled laterally. The thin fabric tore apart with a loud ripping sound and fell in pieces to the floor. Debbie jumped, startled by the move.

He looked up at her, a sheepish grin on his face. "Sorry. I've always wanted to do that!"

Debbie, now naked before him, suddenly felt very self-conscious. She moved her hands to cover herself, but Andrew caught them and held them to her thighs. He looked up into her eyes.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of, Debbie. Your body is beautiful and you should be proud to show it off." He smiled up at her and she forced another shy smile. His eyes moved down across her large, firm tits and flat stomach to her pubescent little pussy. Fine, almost invisible blonde hairs covered it. He could see her labia starting to swell and smell the scent of her sex. He moved in and kissed her mons, then her thighs. Then he stood up and pushed her gently back onto the bed.

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with fear. "P… please be gentle!" There was a tremor of fear in her voice as her eyes dropped to his hard cock bobbing over her.

He smiled. "Relax, Deb. We're not going to do that. Well, not yet, anyway." He dropped to his knees again and crawled between her legs. "First, I'm going to do to you what you just did to me,… well sort of! You'll love it, I promise. Every woman does!" Debbie felt a surge of confidence at his reference to her as a woman. She lay back and tried to relax. Andrew brought his mouth so close to her virgin slit that she could feel his warm breath on it. Then his tongue touched her and she gasped as he licked all along her tiny slit. He was right! This felt real good!

He lifted his head. "Do you like that?"

She nodded. "Yes! Don't stop!" Grinning, he lowered his head and began licking her pussy, pushing his tongue in deeper and deeper. Debbie began to moan and started rocking her hips to match his oral penetration. Pulling back the little hood that covered her clit, he started teasing it in between licks and she cried out as his soft tongue flicked across the sensitive little nub. He took the tiny bud between his lips and sucked on it as he teased it with the tip of his tongue. At the same time, he slipped a finger into her tight pussy, being careful not to go too deep.

Her reaction was immediate and involuntary. She groaned loudly and her body jerked. "Oh, god! Andrew! I've never felt… anything like this before!," she gasped. He intensified his sucking and finger-fucking until her louder cries and spasming body told him she was getting close to cumming. He lifted his face from her dripping pussy, but continued to finger-fuck her and rub her clit with his thumb.

"Do you feel all warm and tingly inside?," he asked as she squirmed on the bed.

"Y… yes!," she gasped.

"Good. Now I'm going to make you cum. Just relax and enjoy!" He dove back to her pussy and attacked her clit again, nibbling and sucking on it while his finger stroked her small vaginal opening. It didn't take long.

Debbie felt the tingly sensation suddenly blossom and explode inside her, flooding her young body with pleasure like she had never imagined. She cried out, jerking and spasming uncontrollably as wave after wave of her very first orgasm coursed through her young adolescent body.

Andrew finally released his grip on her clit after her third orgasm, but continued to slowly lick the juices from her twitching pussy. Finally he stopped at Debbie's plea for mercy and crawled up next to her on the bed. She opened her glassy eyes and smiled contentedly at him.

"Th… that was fantastic!," she exclaimed, panting for air. He leaned over and kissed her, letting her taste her own cum on his lips and tongue. She lay back, licking her lips thoughtfully.

"So, how do you like the taste of pussy?," he asked, kissing her right nipple.

She started at his touch, then replied. "It's ok, I guess."

He suddenly rolled over on top of her. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her inner thigh, only inches from her pussy.

"Time for the main event!," he said with a grin and adjusted his position so that the tip of his cock was touching her virgin cunt. She looked up at him, the terror returning to her wide eyes.

"N…now?! B… but I thought…!"

He cut her words off. "Honey, you're wet and well lubricated. Your pussy is ready. This is the best time."

She swallowed hard. The soft tip did feel good rubbing against her swollen labia. He was right, of course. Besides, she wanted him inside her!

"All right," she whispered, looking into his eyes. Matching her gaze, he applied pressure to her wet opening. Debbie grimaced as the head forced her open and slipped inside.

"Are you ok?," he asked, smiling at her. She met his eyes and nodded. He pushed deeper into her tight, wet vagina slowly, struggling to maintain control. Debbie's hands clenched at his skin as he continued pushing into her. It felt good, kind of. At least there wasn't any pain, which she found surprising. It did feel like she was being stretched wide open, though. Suddenly, a sharp pinch caused her to cry out as Andrew's cock reached her barrier. He raised his eyes to hers and shook his head.

"I'm sorry. There's no easy way to do this!" Before she could reply, he pushed his cock through her hymen and buried it to the hilt in her hot, tight cunt. She cried out again and began crying, tears welling up in her eyes and pouring down her rosy cheeks. He didn't move, just watched her silently until her sobs eased and she looked up at him. She glared at him with a mixed look of fear, confusion, and possibly hatred.

"Wh…why did you d…do that!," she cried, wiping the tears from her face. "Th… that really hurts!"

He wiped a tear from her cheek. "I'm sorry, baby. I thought that would be the best way. Get it all over in one shot." He raised his body up and nodded toward her pussy. "See? All in!" She raised herself up on her elbows and looked down. He was right. His whole length was buried inside her. As the worst of the pain eased, she realized that she could feel it pressing against her tender vaginal walls. He started to pull it back out and the pain flared up again.

"Owww! Andrew! S… stop! It still hurts!"

He paused and looked down at her. "Debbie, I'm sorry. I have to move. It'll feel better in a little while." Without waiting for her reply, he pulled it out slowly until just the head remained inside. Debbie grimaced and grit her teeth against the pain, but didn't cry out until he drove it back in. He kept moving in and out of her aching pussy, her cries turning to whimpers as her body got used to the invader and accepted it. He noticed she wasn't resisting and looked into her eyes.

"Starting to feel better?"

She glared up at him and nodded. "It's not as bad as before, but still hurts a little."

"It'll start to feel real good soon. Even better than when I went down on you if you let it," he said with a grin as he increased the pace a little. As before, he was right. A few minutes later she began to feel the familiar tingle in her womb. She started moving her hips to meet his thrusts and he began to move even faster.

Before long, they were fucking furiously, their sweaty bodies slapping together amid grunts and moans. Debbie could feel her orgasm building and she was anticipating the climax and release that she knew would soon follow. Andrew kept hammering away at her tight pussy, using all his will power to keep from cumming first.

Finally, Debbie's moans became louder and her body began to jerk a little. "Oh, shit! Oh, god! Ohhhhh…! Ohhhhhhh!!" Her body went completely rigid and Andrew could feel her already tight pussy squeezing his cock even tighter, making it impossible for him to move. He was all the way in and her muscle contractions were making it very difficult to keep from shooting his load inside her. He had other plans, as per Donna's instructions.

Suddenly, Debbie's body went rigid, then began to jerk wildly as she climaxed and released. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Unggggg!!," she grunted, tossing her head from side to side. Andrew groaned as she squeezed his cock, forcing himself not to cum. She wailed and moaned loudly as she came over and over, her nails digging into his back.

She finally eased her vise-like grip on his cock and he pulled it out, then drove it back in again. She screamed and came again, her cry diminishing to a low gurgle as her orgasm subsided. He held his cock in her for a few minutes until she opened her eyes, licked her lips, and smiled dreamily at him. He returned her smile and slowly slid his cock back out. He started fucking her again, this time with longer, slower strokes. Debbie sighed and closed her eyes, the contented smile still on her lips.

He kept up the slow fuck for maybe two or three minutes until he felt himself getting close to cumming. Then he pulled his throbbing cock from her dripping cunt, the shaft glistening with her juices, and crawled up onto the bed and knelt next to her head.

"Suck me!," he gasped, pushing his wet cock into her face. "Suck my cock!" Debbie opened her eyes and looked at him. His eyes were wild. She looked at the slick cock hanging in her face and tentatively grasped it in her small hand.

"Yes! Now suck me off!," he exclaimed. "I want to cum in your mouth!"

Debbie was moving his cock toward her open mouth, but stopped when he said he wanted to cum in her mouth. She couldn't imagine the gooey white semen in her mouth! It seemed disgusting!

"A… Andrew! No! I… I…can't!," she pleaded.

"Do it!," he ordered through clenched teeth. "Or I'll make you do it!" She looked up into his wild eyes and angry face. Terrified, she opened her mouth and slipped the juicy organ inside, tasting her own fresh juices on it's slick surface. As soon as she did, Andrew grabbed her by the hair and began to move her head back and forth, fucking her mouth. Debbie tried not to gag as he pushed it to the back of her throat over and over. He was really scaring her! What had she done to make him so mad? Before she could give it any further thought, he thrust to the back of her throat and groaned. A second later, a warm, thick, salty substance filled her mouth and ran down her throat.

"Swallow it!," he commanded through clenched teeth, giving her head a jerk. Trying hard not to gag on the thick cum, Debbie managed to get some down, but his cock kept shooting more of it into her mouth and it started to seep from the corners of her mouth and run down her chin. She forced down a couple more mouthfuls before he pulled his spent cock from her lips. He grinned at her. "You missed some." He scooped a gob from her chin and put his finger to her mouth. She obediently parted her lips and sucked it clean, then sat watching him in silence as he dressed. He walked over to the door and unlocked it.

"I'll tell Donna you'll be ready to go to work as soon as you lose the rest of your weight. In the meantime, I'm sure she has some more training planned for you!" And then he was gone. Debbie looked at the closed door for a few seconds, then collapsed sobbing on the bed, her tears mixing with the drying cum on her face.

– To Be Continued… –

Part 7

Debbie and Michelle huddled together in the back seat of the luxury SUV as far away from their evil looking companion as possible. He looked over at them and flashed a bright, toothy grin, revealing one gold tooth. Michelle shrunk further into the corner, whimpering in fear.

"Hey, boss!," the black man called up to the driver. "You mind if I sample 'da merchandise?" He winked at them and grinned again.

"Naw, go ahead. Just don't mess up the upholstery!," the man called back, glancing in the mirror.

"'Tanks, boss!," the big man replied and unfastened his pants. Michelle started sobbing as he pulled out a large semi-hard cock. He reached out with a huge hand and grabbed Debbie by the hair, pulling her head into his lap.

"C'mon, white whore! Suck on a real cock!" He pushed her face into his crotch. "Suck it, bitch, or I'll toss you out right now!" Debbie looked at the thick black penis. She could see it getting harder before her eyes and could already see precum glistening on the tip. As much as she wanted out of the truck, at the speed they were traveling, she would never survive being thrown out. Even so, she paused to think it over.

"Suck it! NOW!!," he roared, pushing her face down further. Debbie grabbed it and began licking the long rough shaft.

"Ahhh… dat's it!," he sighed, easing the pressure on her hair slightly. Debbie licked all over the shaft and smooth head before finally sliding her lips over the ebony shaft and sucking nearly four inches of it into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down; her mouth making sloppy slurping sounds. He leaned back, closing his eyes, as Debbie's warm mouth enveloped his hard tool. Michelle watched for a few seconds, then turned away, sobbing quietly. The driver looked into the mirror once again.

"Is she any good, Joe?," he asked with a slight smile.

"Oh, yeah, boss! Real good!"

The driver shifted his eyes to Michelle. "Don't feel left out, baby! It's your turn as soon as we get home!" Michelle's terror was nearly overpowering and she had to fight to keep from falling apart completely. She just couldn't go through another brutal rape!

The black man started to moan louder and his breathing became shallow. He put his hand on Debbie's head, preventing her from spitting out his penis. "Oh, yeah, baby! Here it comes!! Unghhhh…!!"

Debbie felt his cock swell, then explode into her mouth, quickly filling it with his warm, sticky jism. She forced herself to swallow it just before he filled her mouth again. She managed to swallow it as well, not spilling a drop, then easily finished off the lesser spurts before licking and sucking it clean as she'd been taught to do.

"Very good, slut!," he said as he pulled her head from his lap. "You didn't spill a drop!" He shoved her back into the corner with Michelle, her breath now foul with the taste of his semen, which coated the inside of her mouth.

"Boss, we may have to keep 'da blonde! She give great head!," the man sneered as he tucked his flaccid penis away and refastened his pants.

"I'll have to try her out!," he replied with a grin.

The SUV left the interstate and wound through a run-down section of the city until it finally pulled up to a garage door in a nondescript brick building. The driver pressed a button on the dash and the door slid open. He pulled the big truck inside and killed the engine. The black man, Joe, got out and waited while the girls slowly crawled from the back seat. They were parked in a small garage with bare brick walls. The dusty concrete floor was stained with old oil and an outdated pin-up calendar hung on a wall next to a boarded over window by an old workbench. A bare light bulb burned dimly over a door in the back wall. Debbie watched helplessly as the garage door rolled closed, once again sealing them off from the outside world.

"This way, girls," the driver said as he held the door open for them. They slowly trudged through the door and into a musty hallway. The well-worn floor tiles, which had once been a black and white checker pattern, were now scuffed and yellowed, with curling corners and pieces missing here and there. The institutional green walls completed the dingy, run down feeling of the hall. Michelle followed behind Debbie and the boss, as Joe called him, down the hall with Joe bringing up the rear. She felt a pair of rough hands squeezing her ass, causing her to jump. Joe leaned forward and put his thick lips to her ear.

"I can't wait to bend you over and fill that little pussy with my big hard dick!," he whispered, grinning. Michelle shuddered and quickened her pace, taking Debbie's hand. The man stopped at the end of the corridor and opened a door. He stood aside and ushered the two girls in. Turning to Joe, he said, "Call Jimbo. Tell him we'll have two new girls ready for tomorrow." Joe nodded, turned, and disappeared back down the hall.

The man went into the room with the girls and quietly closed the door behind him. The room was about twenty by thirty feet with two large windows that had been boarded over from the outside. It was painted the same fading institutional green as the hallway and had the same scuffed and yellowed linoleum tiles on the floor. There was a plain wooden table with two wooden chairs along one wall, and two double beds along the other. A door at one end led into a bathroom with a pedestal sink, a freestanding tub, and a toilet; all as worn and ancient as the rest of the building.

Debbie and Michelle were huddled together in the center of the room as the man turned to face them. He was dark-skinned with thick black hair and bushy eyebrows. He stood about five foot ten with broad shoulders and powerful arms. He walked slowly around them, examining their young bodies methodically. Both girls were wearing tight jeans and t-shirts provided by Donna and they left little to the imagination. He reached out and fingered Debbie's blonde curls, then walked around to face them again.

"My name," he said quietly. "… is Carlos. You now work for me. I own you." Michelle clutched Debbie's arm, her eyes wide with fear. Debbie was probably just as terrified, but tried to put on a brave front for Michelle's sake.

"You can't own someone," she replied, her voice cracking slightly.

Carlos grinned. "Oh, can't I? It's really very simple. When you fuck up with Donna, you're punished. If punishment didn't help, you were disposed of; meaning she sold you to me." He paused, watching their eyes, before continuing. "There is no punishment here, however." His face darkened and his dark eyes narrowed to slits. "If you fuck up here, I'll just kill you," he snarled. And his manner left them no doubt that he was deadly serious. Michelle whimpered and shrunk behind Debbie, still clutching her arm.

"Now," he continued. "You must first prove that you are qualified to work for me. If not, I have no use for you and…" He drew a finger across his throat. The girls shivered, both fully aware of what their 'work' would entail.

"First, I need to see all of you. Undress each other, please!" He sat on one of the chairs, crossed his legs, and watched them.

Realizing that they had no choice, they turned to face each other. Debbie placed Michelle's hands on the hem of her t-shirt and nodded. Michelle pulled the tight shirt up and over Debbie's large tits and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts bounced a few times before settling into their usual upright position just above her newly flat, hard stomach.

"Touch her tits. Suck on them," Carlos said from his chair. Michelle glanced in his direction, then looked up into Debbie's clear, blue eyes. Debbie gave her a slight smile, letting her know that it was ok. Michelle slowly reached out and cupped each of the full round breasts, caressing them tenderly. She leaned over and kissed the left nipple, then took it between her lips and sucked on it. Debbie closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of Michelle's soft lips and tongue on her sensitive nipple. After a minute or two, she moved over to the other one and gave it the same attention.

Carlos spoke up. "Very good. Continue undressing now." Debbie tugged Michelle's t-shirt off. Her firm, round tits bounced free. While smaller than Debbie's, they were perfectly shaped and would no doubt grow larger as Michelle got older. Carlos didn't say anything about Debbie sucking on Michelle's tits, so she unfastened her tight jeans and worked them down over her curved hips. Although her tits were still filling out, the rest of her young body had developed nicely. As Debbie slid the jeans down her long, slender legs, she caught the musky scent of her sex and noticed a damp spot on her red thong panties. She pulled the jeans free of Michelle's ankles and tossed them aside. Michelle stood shivering, her arms folded over her breasts, wearing only the tiny red thong panties. Her eyes went from Debbie, to Carlos, then back to Debbie.

Debbie took Michelle's hands and placed them on the button of her jeans. After a brief nod from her, Michelle unfastened the button and lowered the fly. As she began slipping down Debbie's perfectly formed thighs, she realized that she wasn't wearing any panties! She glanced up, giving Debbie a questioning look, but Debbie only shrugged and offered a weak smile in return. She continued pulling the jeans down, revealing Debbie's light fuzz covered pussy. She pulled the pants completely off, her nostrils filled with the aroma of her friends' sex. Her labia was swollen and Michelle could see moisture glistening on it. She stood up, facing Debbie.

"Turn this way," Carlos said. Both girls, oddly aroused, turned to face their new master. He stood up and went over to them. He cupped one of Debbie's breasts with one hand, and one of Michelle's with the other, kneading them roughly. Both girls grimaced in pain, but said nothing. Then he slipped his hand between Debbie's legs and rubbed her moist slit.

"Hmmm… someone's a little turned on!," he exclaimed. His eyes dropped to Michelle's thong and he spied the damp area. "You, too!" Michelle lowered her eyes and said nothing. Carlos licked his lips and grinned. "Well, either I'm especially sexy tonight, or you two are into each other!" He looked from one to the other. "And somehow I don't think it's me!" He stepped back a step or two. "Show me how much you like each other! Let's see a big wet kiss, with lots of tongue!"

Stolen Innocence · Part 2 (2/3)
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