TIED FOR DRUGS - SUNDAY

BY KENNA

It was still less than 48 hours since Linda had come home early from school and discovered her mother and Ian in bed. In the hours since then, her experience had been broadened beyond her years. It was about noon on Sunday when Joanne heard a knock on the front door and then the door bell. When she answered the door, Ian was standing there. He pushed in past her with three young boys on his heels.

“What are you…?” started Joanne, but Ian cut her off with his hand to her throat. He pinned her against the wall.

“Yo, mama,” said one boy as he walked past the woman of the house. He gave her a quick glance and then turned his attention to the interior of the house. He was a rough looking boy, exactly the kind of boy that belonged in Ian’s company. He had an air of confidence about him that made Joanne uneasy. Young though he was, he clearly was already an experienced thug.

“Hey, mama,” said the second boy as he, too, walked past Joanne as if he belonged in the house. He gave her a little more attention, his eyes running up and down her body in a way that made her feel even more uncomfortable than the first boy. His look and the fact that he was carrying a coil of rope told that she was in trouble.

The third boy just grunted, “Hey,” as he walked in. He was a black boy, a little bigger than the other two, but still only a year or two older than Linda. All three boys looked like they were trouble.

Joanne struggled in Ian’s grip. She didn’t like the feel of the situation. It was clear to her that suddenly Ian thought he could just drop in on her anytime and do whatever he pleased with her. She grabbed his wrist and pulled it from her throat. “I don’t want them in here,” she said.

“I don’t give a fuck what you want, Joanne,” said Ian. He let her struggle free, but still kept his body close to hers, not quite pinning her against the wall, but shielding her from the boys. His body language told her that the boys were under his protection. No matter how much she might want to throw the boys out before they could cause any trouble, she couldn’t.

“C’mere, Aaron,” said Ian. He pulled the boy close and put his arm around his shoulder. “This is Aaron,” he said to Joanne. “One of my best producers, know what I mean? He sells my shit at Washington like it was candy. Makes me proud.” His big smile and the way he hugged the boy made it clear that Ian wasn’t just saying that. He pointed at the other two, “That’s Devon and Jamal. They sell at Jackson, and do pretty good themselves.”

Washington was where Linda went to school. Jackson was another middle school. Joanne shuddered at the thought of these young hoods pushing drugs to preteens and early teens. She knew it happened, but didn’t expect to meet some of the boys that were doing it.

“So, I figured I could give them a little reward for doing such a good job. You know? Money only goes so far. They make good money, but money only goes so far. So, I’m sitting around last night and I said to myself, I know a way to put an extra smile on their face.” He relaxed his hold on Aaron and gave him a little shove into the room. “Go find her,” he said to him.

Aaron nodded with a big smile and turned.

“No,” said Joanne as the realization sank in. Suddenly she knew what the boys’ reward would be. “Don’t let them,” she shook her head. “She’s just a baby.”

Linda was watching TV. She’d heard the doorbell, but couldn’t hear the voices over the sound of the television. When Aaron entered the room, though, she looked up. She knew him. He was one of the boys that she and her friends would walk a wide path around. She knew you didn’t mess with Aaron. He was one of the ultimate bad boys. His presence in the house was all wrong. As he approached, she got to her feet. “What do you want?” she asked.

The boy grabbed her by the arm and pulled. He knew the cute blond by sight. She was one of the stuck up, good little girls that would rather die than say hi to him. She was a little skinny for him, but he was going to enjoy playing with the good little girl and making her do things she didn’t want to do. “Come with me,” he said. She fought against him, but his grip was tight on her arm.

“Let go,” she demanded, but his fingers dug cruelly into her arm and she stumbled after him. Her eyes got big when they came around the corner into the living room and she saw Ian, her mom, and the two other boys. “What’s going on, mom?” she asked. Ian’s presence said a lot about what was going on, but her mind refused to wander into that territory on its own.

“How’s my little slut?” said Ian. Linda’s only response was to blush. “I brought over a few friends,” he said to the 11-year-old. “Say hi to Aaron, Devon, and Jamal.” When Linda still said nothing, he said, “They have your daily dose of drugs, slut, so maybe you should say, how can I make you happy, boys?”

Linda did indeed feel that same urge, but she’d been fighting it all day. Like her mother, she’d learned yesterday that there were things worse than needing a fix. And, like her mother, she’d been hoping to make it through this day and the next and as far as she could go without the drugs. “I don’t want to today,” she said.

Ian just gave a little chuckle. He took Joanne by the arm and pulled her out the door. “Let’s you and I go for a little ride,” he said to the woman. “I want to introduce you to some people.”

Joanne struggled weakly, but stopped when they were outside and the door was shut. She stared at the door that hid what was about to happen inside. Then she looked at Ian. “You’re a bastard,” she said.

“Shut up,” said Ian. “Let’s go.” Ian knew what he was doing was despicable, but there was something he didn’t know. While Aaron appreciated the gift of another girl, he didn’t hardly need any help from Ian in staying sexually satisfied. He’d been dealing drugs for Ian for nearly two years now and had long since learned the pleasure of making a young girl work for her drugs. Many of the girls he dealt to couldn’t afford full price, so they made up for it in favors. Aaron was more experienced at putting a preteen through her paces than Ian suspected.

Inside the house, Linda couldn’t believe it when Ian and her mom disappeared out the door. Aaron let go of her arm and she stared blankly at the door for a moment. Then she became aware of the boys again as they circled her like predators. She knew what Ian had meant when he said she would have to make them happy. And, she knew she didn’t want to do that – not with any of these boys and not with the three of them at once.

Desperately, she pushed past Jamal and ran down the hall. She could hear the boys chasing after her as she ran through her door and slammed it behind her. There was no lock on the door, but it still felt safe to be closed inside. She pressed back into the corner and sank down, holding her knees to her chest. With a feeling of intense dread, she watched the door open and the three boys come in.

The boys gazed around the room with amusement. Teddy bears and pink pillows were gathered on the bed. The desk held pictures of Linda and her girl friends. A few clothes were scattered around. Devon picked up a stuffed Sponge Bob Square Pants and showed it to the other boys with a laugh. The aura of innocence still pervaded the room despite Linda’s recent experiences. It made the three boys all the more eager to nail the little girl

Aaron was clearly the leader as he spoke first. “Linda, Linda,” he said. “Little blond, stuck up, bitch Linda. I’ve seen you around school. Little stuck up bitch, won’t even look at me. Now we’re gonna have some fun, aren’t we, Linda?”

Linda shook her head. No, this was not going to be fun.

“Stand up, bitch,” said Aaron.

“Go away,” said Linda.

Aaron shook his head in dismay. He pulled out a knife and brandished it in front of the trembling girl. “We can do this easy or we can do this hard. It’s up to you. Stand the fuck up or we’ll do it the hard way.”

Linda slowly rose to her feet. Her eyes were on the knife as he waved it back and forth. She didn’t want to know what the hard way was.

Aaron laughed and looked at his two friends with a smirk. It felt good to have her doing his bidding. Making her stand wasn’t a big deal, but the familiar feeling of power was great. He looked back at the 11-year-old. “Now, take off your shirt, bitch” he said.

Again Linda shook her head. She looked frantically at the other boys and saw only evil in their eyes. Aaron had spoken the words, but the other two wanted the same thing.

Aaron stepped closer to her. “Bitch, I don’t want to ask over and over. When I tell you to do something, you better fucking do it. Now, you can take off your shirt, or they’ll hold you while I cut the buttons off one by one. It’s a nice shirt. You want me to cut it up or you want to take it off and wear it again sometime?”

“I want you to go away,” said Linda.

“Guys,” said Aaron with a jerk of his head. The other two moved forward menacingly, ready to take an arm and hold her.

“No, no,” said Linda. Her fingers went to the buttons of her blouse. But it was too late. Aaron wanted no argument from her and now he wanted to make that point. Devon and Jamal each grabbed one of Linda’s arms and pulled them away from her blouse. “No, I’ll do it,” she whined even as they made sure she couldn’t. She watched with horror as Aaron pulled on the top button, stretching it out and exposing the threads that held it in place. He put the blade to the threads and cut them in a quick motion. The button clattered to the floor. “Please don’t ruin it,” pleaded Linda.

“You had your chance, bitch,” said Aaron as he pulled on the second button. His knife made quick work of that one and then he tossed the loose button across the room. Linda had a 6 inch V of skin showing from her throat down. She struggled against the boys holding her, squirming as Aaron pulled on the third button. He put his knife to her blouse. “Better hold still, stupid,” he said. “I might cut you.”

Linda froze at the threat. She could see the peril that her struggles put her in. One slip and she might indeed be cut. Now all she could do was watch as the third button was cut free and the V of bare skin was extended to between her young breasts. Aaron made quick work of the last two buttons and pulled the girl’s blouse wide open, exposing her tits for them for the first time. The 11-year-old had to hold very still as Aaron traced around her tender nipple with the tip of his knife. She held her breath, hoping that he wouldn’t accidentally cut her there.

The boys laughed at her predicament and held her tight while Aaron felt her up. “Hold her down on the bed,” he told the other two and Linda found herself face down on the bed, her arms still firmly in the grasp of Devon and Jamal. She moaned in despair as she felt Aaron pull at her blouse and then felt it tear as he slit it down the back with his knife. After starting the cut, Aaron simply took the material in his hands and tore it the rest of the way up her back. One of her favorite blouses was in shreds.

But Aaron wasn’t finished yet. He did the same to her sleeve, making a quick cut at the cuff and then at the other. Putting aside his knife, he tore one sleeve up the length to her shoulder and then did the same with the other. With each new tear, Linda wailed again. When he was finished, Aaron just pulled the scraps of cloth away from her body.

When the boys released her, Linda lay face down, crying into the sheets of her bed. She wanted to stay there like that, but also didn’t want to anger the violent Aaron anymore. “Get up. Stand up and show us your tits,” commanded Aaron. Linda rose and stood bare chested for the boys to stare at. They all grabbed for her tits, feeling her soft, pliable skin and making her moan in embarrassment. She was nothing more than a toy for them.

When they’d tired of that, Aaron told her to take off her skirt. Not wanting it to meet the same fate as her blouse, Linda quickly unzipped her skirt, wriggled it off her slim hips, and dropped it to the floor. “Much better,” said Aaron. He wanted to train her to follow his orders and was pleased that his plan was working. He looked at her crotch and could see the bulging pussy lips hidden under her panties. “Now the panties,” he told her. “Show us your fucking cunt, bitch.”

Too afraid to disobey, Linda did what she was told. She didn’t want to expose herself to the boys, knowing what would come next, but she had no choice. In seconds she was nude and felt their rough hands touching her again.

“Where’s the rope?” asked Aaron. Devon went back to the hall where he’d dropped it and came back in. “Get her arms,” he told the two boys. Devon and Jamal knew how to extort favors from girls, too, but they were about to enter new territory. Taunting, teasing, and tying up girls was not something they had done before. They watched with growing arousal as Aaron showed them another side of sex.

Once again Linda found herself in the grasp of Devon and Jamal, but this time they pulled her arms behind her back. She struggled, but couldn’t fight against the three of them. Aaron looped a length of rope around her elbows and pulled it tight until her elbows touched behind her back. Then he wrapped the roped around her forearms a few times until he reached her wrists. Tying it off, he grabbed another length of rope.

This time the boys pulled her left ankle up to her ass while Aaron tied her calf to her thigh. They repeated the bondage on her right leg and then flipped her over on her back. Linda was horrified at the position she was in. Her legs were spread wide open and her hands behind her back. She was thrusting her little tits up at the boys and offering her hairless cunt at the same time. They could do anything they wanted to her and she was completely helpless to stop them. The little girl trembled at the thought of what they might do.

The first boy to move was Jamal as he crawled up on the bed next to her and leaned over her face. “I love little white girls,” he said in a low, menacing voice. That was about the opposite feeling that Linda was having about the black boy as he ran his hand over her creamy white skin. Then, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, forcing his tongue between her lips and invading her mouth. When Linda shook her head to deny him her lips, he sank his fingers into her blond hair and held her tight. She could do nothing more, but let him kiss her. She felt other hands on her body and knew that all three of them were enjoying her vulnerable body.

The boys rapidly stripped and Linda knew she couldn’t stop them from raping her. But, Aaron had a mean streak and had made up a game that would demean Linda even more before they finally took her. He’d played the game a few times with other girls who wanted the drugs he had and would do anything to get them. Girls his age couldn’t afford to pay full price, so he often demanded other things of them.

“Bring her out to the kitchen,” he told the other two. He grabbed her shoulders while Jamal and Devon each grabbed a leg. The three carried her out to the kitchen and laid her on her stomach.

“What are we doing here?” asked Devon. “I wanna fuck her and not on the fucking floor.”

“Yeah,” agreed Jamal. Ian had said that Aaron was in charge, but he was only going to let this go so far before he was satisfied. “What’s up?”

“Watch and learn,” said Aaron. “Find some glasses and fill them with water while I finish here.” He tied Linda’s hands to her ankles in a severe hogtie that forced the 11-year-old to arch her back. When he was finished, only her stomach touched the floor.

The floor was slick vinyl linoleum, which was why Aaron had picked the kitchen for his game. “Dump the water on the floor,” he told his compatriots. They followed his instructions, still not seeing the point. Aaron pulled Linda across the puddle of water, spreading it around the floor. The water made the floor even slicker and Linda slid easily around. She felt horribly out of control as Aaron shoved her freely around the slippery floor using only her feet as a hand hold. The other boys laughed at the sight and each took a turn steering her around comically.

Linda was learning what it was to be a toy, a mere thing for the pleasure of males. They laughed at her plight. They weren’t even taking sexual liberties with her; they were just playing with the helpless little girl like three boys tormenting a little kitten. She didn’t know which was worse.

Aaron grabbed hold of her again to stop Devon who was steering her around at the moment. “Now, here’s the real fun,” said Aaron. The way he said it gave Linda a chill of fear. “It’s a game I call ‘spin the sucker.’ I think you’ll like it.” He positioned the other two boys sitting on the slick floor with their legs spread. Then he too sat down. The three formed a circle around Linda. “What we do is spin the little bitch around. She has to suck the cock of whoever she ends up facing.”

“Fuck, yeah,” said Devon. “Now you’re talking.”

“Spin her,” said Jamal. “I wanna see the little white girl take this in her mouth.” He pointed at his 5-inch black dick that was sticking up hard.

Aaron stood back up and grabbed her right shoulder and left knee. With a strong push on each, he sent the girl spinning. Before she had stopped spinning, Aaron had plopped himself back down. Linda went around three times and wound up facing Devon’s crotch.

Dizzy, Linda could only lie there and wait for something to happen. She couldn’t believe the game in which she was the principle. It was terribly humiliating, but Aaron’s treatment of her was having the desired effect. After being pushed around on the floor for a few minutes, she knew she was totally out of control. She couldn’t fight against Aaron anymore. The game involved cocksucking and she knew she would do it for them.

Aaron gave her a little push as Devon reached out to grab her by the hair. Devon pulled her to him and watched with amusement and anticipation as she opened her mouth. The 13-year-old lay back and pulled her face to his crotch. As her lips spread around his cock, he pulled her down onto it, impaling her. They’d been fondling and teasing the little girl for several minutes now, so when the blue-eyed blond started sucking his cock, Devon didn’t last very long. He pumped her up and down his sensitive pole for about 30 seconds and then unloaded into her pretty mouth.

Linda didn’t know what to do with the mouthful of goo. She had watched her mother swallow it the day before, but it was disgusting. So, she spit it out onto the floor. “Oh, fuck,” said Devon. “She didn’t even swallow it.”

“I fucking hate that,” said Aaron. He stood up and delivered three quick swats to Linda’s bare ass. “Don’t ever fucking do that again,” he commanded her. “Swallow it next time, bitch.”

“OK, I will,” promised Linda meekly.

“Clean me off now,” said Devon. He pulled her mouth back onto his cock and Linda licked and sucked until he was clean. With a smile, Devon pushed her back into the center of the circle and then stood up. He spun her and this time she ended up facing Jamal.

“C’mere,” said Jamal as he leaned forward and pulled her by the hair. Linda watched the black cock as she zoomed close to it. Her mouth opened and she felt it slide over her tongue. She let out a soft whimper as it pressed deep into her throat. She had black friends, but all her fantasy boyfriends had been white. There was something repugnant about the idea of sucking a black cock – even worse than a white cock. Yet, her mouth could tell no difference between the two. Jamal lasted a little bit longer than Devon, but in less than a minute Linda’s mouth was filled again. She grimaced, yet swallowed this time.

Back to the center of the circle, Linda was spun again and ended up facing Devon again. “Cool,” said Devon. “I don’t know if I can do it again, but…” He pulled her to him.

“Let her suck it for a minute or so,” said Aaron. “You don’t have to cum this time. But she has to suck it.” The whole point was to teach her to be a cocksucker so that she’d do it without hesitation in the future. He’d done this with several preteen girls and they had all learned that when he wanted his cock sucked, they didn’t have a choice. He’d even made one girl’s 8-year-old sister play the game and she’d learned as quickly as any of them. It was one of his favorite memories. More than once he’d sat and stroked his own cock late at night remembering the 12-year-old pleading to suck more cock so her little sister wouldn’t have to. He remembered her little sister pleading to not be tied up. But, then when she was spun around, the naked and sobbing little 3rd grader had opened wide and sucked because she had no choice.

Linda sucked for all she was worth, not fully understanding that Devon couldn’t recover fast enough to cum again this quick. So, she was surprised when Aaron announced that time was up and she was returned to the center of the circle without a load of cum in her mouth. Devon gave her a gentle shove that purposely left her pointed at Aaron.

The leader of the boys didn’t argue with Devon’s bending the rules; after all, the only real rule was that Linda had to suck whomever she faced. He pulled her forward and fed her his cock. Like the other boys on their first try, he was ready to cum about the time she wrapped her sweet lips around his cock. He pounded her up and down on his shaft for a few seconds as he felt his cum rising. “Fuck, I love an 11-year-old bitch on my cock,” he said as his balls tightened. “Pretty little stuck up bitch,” he taunted her. “Now you’re doing what cute little blonds are supposed to do.” With that he shot his cum into her mouth and watched her throat work as she swallowed.

Using his foot, Aaron pushed her back and spun her partway around the circle to face Jamal. Once again the blond was pulled into the black boy’s crotch where she sucked for a minute, bringing it to hardness, but not getting the reward of a mouthful of jism. The boys continued to play ‘spin the sucker’ for a few more rounds. None of them came a second time, but it was fun to let the cute little girl suck them back to hardness over and over.

Linda’s body ached and her mouth and throat were getting sore. Yet, she was in no position to argue, so she simply endured the torment. After several unsuccessful attempts to suck the cum out of the boys’ cocks, she was relieved when Aaron called the game off and untied the rope that held her hogtied. Her sore muscles relaxed as she was allowed to lay flat on the wet floor.

Then, the boys picked her up, dried her off, and carried her back to her bedroom. Linda was laid on her back and Aaron climbed between her wide spread thighs. He’d been the last cock in her mouth, so he was hard and slick. He pushed his cock into her cunt and fucked her, cumming quickly in the tight hole. Devon and then Jamal followed suit, raping the tied girl on the pink bedspread amidst her teddy bears and other toys. Though they were each quick about it, she was rapidly getting excited from the constant stimulation and when Jamal was inside her, she came with a short gasp.

“That’s my little white cunt,” said Jamal as he felt her tighten in orgasm. “So hot for me,” he said, even though he knew it wasn’t true. “Look guys, she’s cumming for me. Nothing like a black cock to make a white girl happy.”

Linda blushed in shame, her pleasure suddenly chased away by the boy’s taunt.

While it was shame to Linda, it was a challenge to Aaron. When Jamal was done, he climbed back atop the 11-year-old and started fucking her again. He was hard, but a long way from being able to cum again. Under him the little girl started bucking in orgasm. “Nothing like being tied and raped to make a slut happy,” said Aaron as he pulled out of her. He didn’t want to cum again – he just wanted to make a point. Again Linda’s pleasure was diminished by the taunt.

“Never saw that before,” said Devon. He’d usually taken girls one-on-one and never seen a girl cum a second time. Not to be outdone by the others, he too took a second ride on the helpless girl. He fucked her for less than a minute before Linda was again writhing in orgasm. “Hot little bitch,” he said in amazement.

“She is that,” said Aaron. “Time to make her happy. Get her untied.” He prepared the syringe full of happiness that would make Linda his slave as long as he wanted. Devon and Jamal undid the ropes that bound her legs and let her stretch for the first time all afternoon. Aaron untied her arms.

Then, Aaron held up the needle. “This what you want, bitch?”

“Yes, please,” said Linda softly.

“What are you going to do for it?”

“I… I just did everything you wanted,” said Linda.

“I want one more thing,” said Aaron.

“What?”

“Tomorrow at school, I’ll be in the cafeteria. You know where me and the rest of the druggies sit, don’t you?”

“Uh huh.”

“Come find me and sit with me. You’re my bitch now, got it?”

“Yeah,” she said and smiled as he plunged the needle into her vein.

By the time Joanne got home, the boys were gone and Linda was simply enjoying her high. Joanne had been fucked a few times herself and now had a few days worth of drugs to tide her over.