EVERYONE HAS A PRICE

BY ENKI

[ prologue ]

Ashley lay silently on the floor of the bedroom she shared with her two brothers, curled up holding the top of her sleeping bag tight. She could hear her parents talking in the kitchen below, they were upset, not with each other but with the situation they were in. Ashley’s father was a factory worker putting in sixty-hour weeks, her mother worked as a secretary and worked a second job most nights in a convenience store. But still they couldn’t keep up with the bills.

They had been a normal family not rich by any stretch of the imagination but by no means dirt poor. Ashley grew up in a townhouse, small but with a nice yard and three bedrooms. She had been happy when her parents told her that she was going to have another brother or maybe a sister. Ashley could remember looking with awe as her mother’s stomach got bigger and bigger and she remembered the party they had when her brand new sister Jade had been brought home from the hospital.

Ashley was a normal happy kid, until she came home one day from school and got terrible news. Jade had been rushed to the hospital, she was very sick and her parents weren’t sure if she was going to make it. The doctors did a barrage of tests and found that Jade had massive liver and kidney damage, which would require many surgeries and thousands of dollars in antibiotics

Ashley’s parents didn’t care; they authorized the doctors to do anything they needed to do in order to save their baby. The following months got rough for the family; they sold their home and began renting a decrepit duplex in a bad part of town. Ashley was not impressed by this, especially when she found out it was only a two bedroom.

She listened to her father speak downstairs.

“We’ve sold everything, I can’t get any more hours and I have no idea how we’re going to pay even this months bills, let alone next months.”

“You’ve got to give him a call tomorrow” her mother said.

As was the case most nights young Ashley cried herself to sleep on the stiff wooden floor wearing only a long torn 1994 Brazilian world cup t-shirt to cover her.

Ashley’s worn out shoe kicked a can down the broken sidewalk on her way home from school. She had really begun to resent school, the children would always pick on her and make fun of her ratty clothes. She got called names like trailer girl and white trash, but her troubles were over, at least until 9am tomorrow morning.

Nine-year-old Ashley looked a mess; her hair was dirty and thrown into a loose ponytail (shampoo being one of the luxuries her family had given up). She wore a faded t-shirt handed down from her older brother Jacob and cut offs, which were made from a pair of jeans she had outgrown and were pretty tight around her waist. A worn out pair of no name shoes completed the ensemble.

As Ashley turned on to her street she noticed a nice car in her driveway, it was black and looked to be worth more then their house. This confused her seeing as how the family car had been the first thing to go and even before Jade had been born they never had a car nearly this nice. Walking into her house she kicked off her shoes at the door turned and was startled by her parents sitting at the kitchen table and a very large man sitting on the other side of it.

All three of them stood when she entered the room and Ashley was taken back by the size of the stranger. She stared at the huge man; he stood more then two heads taller then her daddy and had a lot of weight on him as well. The man had very dark black skin and a shaved head. When he spoke his voice boomed and scared Ashley more then she could ever imagine.

“My, my, what a yummy little treat” he said laughing to himself.

Ashley and her parents did not find it very funny at all. With much sadness in her voice Ashley’s mother looked down at her daughter and said.

“Honey this is Mr. Dyson, he’s going to help us with our money problems”

“Well come now, lets see what I’m going to be paying for” Mr. Dyson said with the unmistakable sound of eagerness in his voice. “Strip” he said with a forcefulness that shocked everyone else at the table. Ashley looked around as if she couldn’t believe the man could possibly be talking to her. It was only when Mr. Dyson gave her a very firm look and her mother kept looking at her and nodding her head that the horrible reality set in.

“Mommmmmy” Ashley wailed. She had always been a rather shy girl and wouldn’t allow anyone to see her in anything less then full dress, the thought of being naked in front of her parents and this strange man made her feel sick.

“Be a good girl and do as your told” was all her mother could say before hanging her head in shame. Ashley’s father wouldn’t look at her but she could see the tears welling up behind his eyes.

Biting her lower lip and thinking about what she was going to do the scared girl slowly reached for one of her socks. Grabbing the toe and pulling it off, she did the same with the other one and felt so exposed with only her bare feet showing. Looking around and seeing her mother and father unwilling to look at her and the scary Mr. Dyson smiling an evil grin she began to lift her hand me down t-shirt over her head. Dropping it at her feet she had never felt so exposed in her entire life. The sun had tanned her face and arms a healthy bronze but where her t-shirt had covered was the palest white imaginable. Her chest was as flat as the day she was born and two tiny nipples stood upon it. They were the lightest pink possible without actually matching the tone of her skin.

Ashley found herself blushing uncontrollably during this whole ordeal. She imagined her face and neck were several shades of red and this embarrassed her further. Shifting her weight from one foot to another Ashley crossed her arms in front of her chest in a vain effort to hide her non-existent breasts.

“None of that” Mr. Dyson shouted causing Ashley to drop her hands. “Get on with it”

Reaching for the button on her cut offs Ashley unhooked it and let them fall to the floor stepping out of them she found that there were only her white panties standing between her and complete nudity.

Mr. Dyson’s smile became very broad as he watched the little girl get naked for him. It quickly vanished from his face as he noticed that the girl had stopped doing as she was told, and stood in the center of the kitchen frozen.

“Mommmmmy” came the horrible wail. As the tears began to fall down Ashley’s all too innocent face.

Before anyone could say or do anything Mr. Dyson stood and Ashley fell hard to the floor as his hand delivered a massive slap to the side of her face. Jumping on top of the fallen girl the next sound to be heard was a loud rip as her panties were torn away from her hips leaving the girl laying on the floor naked.

Lifting the girl to her feet Mr. Dyson roughly kneaded both cheeks of her buttocks in one hand, causing the girl much discomfort. This was not nearly as bad as the pinching and twisting her nipples, the fondling of her hairless sex and the tormenting of her immature clit. Mr. Dyson stood, with a slight smile and was satisfied that the girl met his requirements.

“Three Million dollars, the very best of care provided to young Jade and any other medical bills encountered by the family will be taken care of. Do we have a deal?” Mr. Dyson smiled.

Ashley stared in horror as her father began to weep and a very soft whisper of a yes escaped her mother’s lips. With a smile Mr. Dyson grabbed Ashley forcefully by the back of the neck, draped a long coat over her nude form and ushered her out of her family home and into the back of his BMW. She was told to climb into the back seat, Ashley noticed there were no handles on the inside of the back two doors. Unknown to her this was the last time she would ever see her family, her home or the life she knew again.