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Subject: {ASSM} Stubborn Slut by Phil Phantom
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Stubborn Slut
                          By: Phil Phantom
                      HTTP://PhilPhantom.Com

"Okay, Mrs. Preston, let me see if I get this straight. You don?t want
a model?s portfolio done of your daughter, you want me to set up a
gang bang, photograph that, and see that some of those shots fall into
the wrong hands at the school she attends - Crestmont High. Am I
getting a clear picture, here?"

"Yes and no. I?m not doing this to be mean. I?m doing this out of love
and for her own good. She needs to learn that mothers do know more
than daughters and their advice and opinions need to be adhered to and
respected. On the current path she?s on, she is headed for disaster,
possibly drugs, prostitution, crime, who knows?"

"Forgive me, but isn?t Tracy an honor student and an actress with
aspirations of going into modeling. I interviewed Tracy. As young as
she is, Tracy seems to know what she wants, and I think she has an
excellent shot at achieving her goals. She has the looks, the figure,
the personality. Most of all, she has the desire. All that girl needs
is training, proper guidance, and a professional portfolio. In three
years when she graduates high school, I dare say she?ll be able to
support herself through modeling assignments all through college; at
least until serious acting work comes her way or something better
comes along. I think she has a strong goal and a good plan. She just
needs support."

"She won?t get it from me. I happen to know what likely fate will
befall a girl like Tracy. She?ll encounter ten pornographers before
she ever gets a real break. She has too much of a figure for any real
chance of stardom. Her acting skills are better suited to porno
productions. She has bedroom eyes, not runway eyes. She walks like a
slut, not a model."

"You see something I didn?t, and those skills are taught."

"Yes, but the men she?ll encounter will see a slut and think only one
thing - bedding her and filming her. She will be used and cast aside
time and again. Eventually, she?ll end up in the gutter with a needle
in her arm."

"You watch too much TV, Mrs. Preston."

"Don?t patronize me, Mr. Black. I?ve done my homework. I happen to
know your studio shoots porn."

"We do some. Most all do to make ends meet, and it?s not porn in the
classic sense. We do jobs for private collectors with hired models who
are of legal age."

"You interviewed Tracy. Did she make your dick hard? Did you want to
fuck her? Did it occur to you that you could make a killing with a
porn model like her? Answer no to any of those questions and we have
nothing further to discuss. I?ll say good day and that will be the end
of it, but answer yes and I?ll see that you make a killing.
Furthermore, I?ll see that she fucks you if no one else, and I hope
she gets pregnant with your child. If you?d like to knock that sexy
little slut up, say yes; if you want me to hang up, say no. Now, yes
or no."

There ensued a pregnant pause followed by, "Yes."

"Good, then we have a working relationship. Now, how many men can you
get involved in this shoot? I want men who will get down and dirty
with a minor. I want crude, lewd, well-hung men. I don?t want her
hurt, but I do want her sore. I want her to know how right I was."

"Well, I can think of six who will trip over themselves for a shot at
a girl like Tracy. How many did you want?"

"Sixteen."

"Damn! You?ve really got it in for that kid, don?t you?"

"I adore my child, Mr. Black. I intend to save her. I know what it
will take to get through to her. This must be an experience she would
never want to risk ever again."

"I can?t get that many - ten, maybe twelve. A lot would depend on how
safe from prosecution this will be."

"There is absolutely no danger of that. She will not go to the
authorities except through me. She can?t. I will be an accessory
simply because I did nothing to stop it. I told her she?d end up doing
porn and getting raped, and I told her I?d just sit there and watch
until she cried uncle."

"I?m sure she will when she sees more than three men on the set."

"You don?t know Tracy. She will not let me win. She swears I don?t
know my ass from a crack in the sidewalk when it comes to the modeling
profession."

"She?s right, but if you?re bent on this course, that?s a moot point."

"I?m bent, and it is a moot point. The point is, she could have one
dick in her twat, one up her ass, and a third halfway down her throat
and she still wouldn?t cry uncle. She?ll take whatever you men can
dish out thinking that I will eventually cry uncle. She will be sadly
mistaken and will leave your studio sore and fucked in more ways than
one. She will leave knowing you have prints that will ruin her. I will
say, ?I told you so.? She won?t concede my victory, but she will be
forced to give up this absurd dream. If she doesn?t, I will ruin her
by spreading those photos all over her school, and if she continues to
resist me, she won?t be getting an abortion."

"I guess you?ve given up on being mother of the year."

"I think I am doing the right thing. I am a good mother. She will get
over getting fucked. She can get unpregnant, and those pictures never
need see the light of day. It?s all up to her. She will learn to love
and respect me or suffer the consequences."

"She?ll learn to hate you and you?ll suffer the consequences. When
your relationship turns to hate, I can see Tracy wanting to hurt you.
If she takes you down, I go down along with anyone I get involved."

"I know my daughter, Mr. Black. Hate will never enter into the
equation - never. Beneath the rough exterior lies a loving
relationship, a mother/child bond you could never understand. No,
Tracy would never try to hurt me or anyone I didn?t want hurt. Trust
me. We are taking no risks, none whatsoever."

"Do you actually want her to get pregnant?"

"Yes. I know her cycles. She should be ovulating on or about the
thirteenth of this month. That would be the day I want this shoot set
for - the evening of the thirteenth."

"I?m booked solid on the thirteenth. How about Thursday the twelfth,
say eight in the evening."

"That would be fine, too. Sperm survives in the womb for three days.
Put enough in, I?m sure some will survive four."

"I have to tell you, I?m a little uncomfortable about gang raping this
kid. I won?t be the only one."

"Do this right and she?ll follow orders. There won?t be any need to
use force. No force, no rape. Besides, I want her gang fucked and
ruined, not gang raped and destroyed. I want this done right."

"Okay, how do we do this right?"

"Tracy is very stubborn. She is with me, anyway. She?ll follow orders
to try and make me break. I think what you need is a bold man, one who
clearly gets off on being vulgar with a daughter in front of her
mother - a dirty old man type - a pervert."

"I have just the man for that role. He won?t need to act. He can?t act
- dumb as a crow bar. In fact, the best way to deal with Hugo is to
tell him that I have a kid that will do anything to get into modeling
and a mother I have something on that will keep her from doing a
fucking thing about it. I could put it to him like, ?Lets have some
fun with them.?"

"I like that. I can act distressed while I don?t do a fucking thing
about it. Tracy gets her acting abilities from me."

"If you like that scenario, I could let all the others think the same
thing. Why rely on acting if we don?t have to? Watching Hugo will make
them horny, and watching Hugo fuck the kid in front of the mother and
get away with it will give them all the courage they need."

"Excellent. This Hugo sounds like quite a character."

"A child molester straight from central casting: stoop-shouldered, low
brow, hair on knuckles that drag the ground when he attempts to walk
erect. No mother would want to see her little darling in the clutches
of Hugo."

"Correction, not many mothers would. Speaking of walking erect, how
erect is Hugo?"

"He packs a wallop, and it?s an ugly fucker, a fuck muscle, I?d say
about ten or eleven inches long. He?s uncut, as thick as a beer can at
the base and tapers to the size of a cucumber at the tip. I?ve seen
him lift eighty pounds with his dick. I hope she?s not a virgin or she
may take one look at Hugo?s dick and cry uncle."

"She?s no virgin, but I doubt she has had the real thing. I know she
has never had anything like that up her cute little cunny. He sounds
like a real snatch stretcher."

"A cunt splitter. A lot of seasoned cunts cry uncle."

"Tracy won?t if it kills her. If I can?t slip a beer can in her cunt
after Hugo pulls out, I?ll be terribly disappointed."

"I gotta tell you, the image of your sexy daughter taking Hugo to the
balls has my nuts in a boil."

"That same image has my cunt in a boil."

"Are you doing what I?m doing?"

"I am if you?re masturbating."

"Great minds think alike. May I call you Diedra?"

"Please do. What may I call you?"

"I?d like you to call me to breakfast from the kitchen of my
apartment. I must confess, when I saw Tracy I wanted to fuck her, but
when I saw you, I wondered if you ever cheated on your husband. You?ve
got a great set of gams, ma?am."

"Are you asking me if I?m a sleep-around whore?"

"No, a spend-the-night slut."

"I?m not sure I know the distinction, but I?m sure my husband would
call me both. In fact, he has called me both - recently. Perhaps you
can enlighten me. What is the distinction?"

"A slut is a married woman who stays all night and cooks her lover
breakfast."

"Well, I am married and I am a slut, and I have stayed out all night
and cooked my lover breakfast. I guess Fred was right. I am a slut.
What would you like for breakfast, and what shall I call you? Don?t
say Mr. Black or you?ll be sleeping alone."

"Greg. Eggs over easy, bacon, and white toast - coffee black - as soon
as possible."

"Oh Greg..."

"Diedra!..."


Thursday the twelfth at seven twenty-five in a car headed north -
Tracy and Diedra:

"Mom, you don?t need to drive so fast. We?re going to be early as it
is."

"If we arrive early they might start early. You?ll get molested early,
cry uncle early - I can then get back and catch the rest of LA Law."

"You can forget LA Law. A shoot takes two hours, minimum, and more if
they sexually molest the model."

"You talk big, Tracy. I?m telling you, these people are rotten to the
core. I can smell it."

"You?re smelling your upper lip, then. The Black Agency has a fine
reputation. They do our class photos and year book."

"Yes, and they are up to their rafters in perverts that prey on sexy,
young, naive girls like you, Tracy. I predict that they will all come
crawling out of the woodwork for this. I also predict that they will
all have their way with you if you remain stubborn and don?t cry
uncle. I?ll watch and you?ll get a big I-told-you-so when it?s over."

"Now, look who?s talking big. As soon as you see anything even the
slightest bit inappropriate as you see it, you?ll be stopping
everything and taking me home, declaring yourself right, saying your
I-told-you-so, but I will be so pissed if you do that."

"For your information, I spoke with Mr. Black himself. I assured him
that I would under no circumstances be interfering, that I just wanted
to watch, like a ghost. Furthermore, I fully indemnified him and his
studio for anything that might occur during your shoot. I emphasized
anything. I told him that I very much wanted to watch. I also
emphasized that I wanted to watch anything. I?m sure he got my drift,
and I am sure I was right about him and his operation. He was
practically drooling to get his filthy hands on you - and much much
more in you. I can?t wait to watch you squirm. If you noticed, I
brought a towel for you to sit on for the ride home. I think I should
have brought two - one for each hole."

"If something does happen, you invited it. He probably thinks you?re a
pervert that he needs to amuse. Still, I won?t give you the pleasure
of seeing me squirm."

"Then you?ll give me the pleasure of seeing you not squirm."

"I think you are a pervert. I think you want to watch a live sex show.
I think this is turning you on. It is, isn?t it?"

"Reach between my legs and find out."

"You?d like that, wouldn?t you?"

"Reach and find out. I?m not wearing any panties. If I?m turned on,
you?ll know it."

"In that skirt, everyone will know it."

"That?s why I picked this skirt. If those men wonder if I?m enjoying
the show, they can look and see for themselves."

"I think you?d like to be part of the show."

"That?s where you?re wrong. I don?t want to do anything that detracts
male attention away from you. Greg knows I only want to watch."

"Greg! My, aren?t we cozy."

"As a matter of fact we are very cozy. Your father is very angry about
that."

"So, that?s where you?ve been spending your nights, getting cozy with
the owner. Boy, you?ll do anything to be proven right, won?t you?"

"Let?s just say that when I know I?m right, I?ll stop at nothing to
prove it. Are you ready to cry uncle, now?"

"No, but I?m going to see you cry uncle or I?ll soak this towel with
sperm. It might interest you to know that I?m ovulating."

"It might interest you to know that I don?t care."

"We?ll just see about that."

"I suppose we shall. Are you sure you wouldn?t like to reach between
my legs to see how much trouble you?re in. I?d like you to. I really
would."

Tracy sat turned toward her mother and could see by the fan of her
legs that she meant what she said. This wasn?t just an invitation, it
was a plea with parted thighs. Tracy thought about it for a moment,
then scooted up close and placed her hand high on her mother?s right
inner thigh. The thighs widened. Tracy slid her hand over and cupped a
shaved, very wet pussy. The two middle fingers went into the oily
trench between inflamed lips. They slid down to the hole and right in
easily.

Tracy went in to the palm in a very soggy cunt. She drew her fingers
out and felt blindly all over the area of pussy before seeking out the
hole and going in deep once again. She did this several times, giving
her mother pleasure when Diedra expected a quick feel of the outside
wetness and then a disgusted withdrawal of the hand.

Her daughter?s hand conveyed no disgust. Quite the contrary. Tracy?s
hand applied a firm pressure while staying in motion, going often into
the hole and going deep when she did. This was a vaginal feel-up
intended to give pleasure. The duration alone conveyed that desire.
Tracy showed no sign of letting up. Diedra showed no sign of wanting
her to.

After a mile of having her pussy played with in silence, Diedra said,
"What do you think?"

"You?re very wet."

"Yes, and what does that tell you?"

"That I stand a good chance of getting pregnant tonight."

"My pussy wouldn?t be this wet if it was just a good chance."

"So, your pussy got this wet when you found out I was ovulating?"

"Bingo. Greg will be thrilled to learn that he and the guys will have
a fertile young model tonight."

Tracy rubbed hard over the clit while saying, "I?ll bet you can?t wait
to give him the good news."

Diedra had a hard time staying in her lane, but she was going slow -
thirty-five on the freeway. She moaned and lifted into the rubbing
fingers, saying, "Ummm, yes, but you should tell him. That?ll make his
dick hard."

Tracy sent her fingers back up the hole and took up a fucking motion
as she said, "If you want his dick hard, you tell him."

"I want all their dicks hard. I may just make an announcement that
there?s fertile pussy between your sexy legs. Do my clit,
Tracy...hard...fast...make me cum..."

Tracy pushed the skirt up so that she could see what she was doing,
then attacked her mother?s clit with furiously rubbing fingers as her
mother drove in a wide-legged slump like a little old lady going to
church. Tracy knew exactly how to work a clit. She soon had the car
weaving in and out of its lane. Diedra had a terrific orgasm while
clutching the wheel. When the shudders passed, Tracy was still
stroking the pussy which was now out in the open with the skirt well
out of the way. The pussy play was now more a vaginal massage, a nice
coming-down-from-orgasm massage, a very pleasant, almost reverent
fondling.

Several minutes following the orgasm, Diedra was amused that Tracy was
still reluctant to give up playing with her pussy. That was a very
pleasant surprise, quite a contrast from their usual bickering banter
and attitude to match. This new intimate affection was most unusual in
light of all that came out, half of which Diedra never meant to share.
This was very odd behavior coming from Tracy who now knew she was on
her way to a gang bang, that she had been set up, and that her dreams
of becoming a serious model and actress would all be shattered with
porno shutters.

They had ten more minutes of driving to do. Diedra was willing to
drive all ten with her legs wide and pussy showing for Tracy to gaze
on and play with. That Tracy thoroughly enjoyed what she was doing was
most obvious as she had reclined fully on the seat and laid her head
on the portion of thigh she had first laid her hand on. She liked
looking at it, playing with it, and looking at what she played with.
She also liked smelling it. Diedra was just as obvious about liking
someone looking at, playing with, and looking at while playing with
her pussy. Mostly, she liked looking down and seeing her lovely
daughter?s face so close to her cunt. They bonded over pussy. Who
would have guessed.

This was a most welcome development, most unexpected, and one that
needed nurturing. Tracy wanted to get her right arm under Diedra?s
right thigh so she could apply both hands to the pussy - one coming at
it from below, one from above. Diedra lifted and shifted to help.
There, that was better, and when Tracy relaid her head, much better.
The head now bridged both thighs with the nose and mouth centered just
a tongue?s reach away. Diedra felt every warm breath in the core of
her sex.

Diedra couldn?t quite fathom what was going on, whether Tracy?s
actions were a sign of unconditional surrender or a succumbing to
latent homosexual passions, but Diedra wasn?t about to look a gift
pussy lover in the mouth. Tracy knew what turned that pussy on and
wanted the pussy turned on. If anything upset her about what turned
that pussy on, she didn?t let it show. If she was pissed about being
set up, that didn?t show, either. What did show was a new desire to
show her mother what a good girl she could be, and to demonstrate that
desire through the pussy - most odd, most welcome.

Once Diedra left the freeway and entered downtown traffic, she took
the long way, drove slowly, and stopped at yellow lights so that they
could sit through red lights and stare at the pussy together in better
light. It was at the first light, while watching Tracy toy with the
fleshy innards, Diedra said, "Do you like my pussy, Tracy?"

"Yes, you have a beautiful pussy - so soft, so sexy. I especially love
the shave. Are you really going to let those men see it?"

"Sure. Don?t you think they?ll like seeing it?"

"What?s not to like. I?m sure they?ll love seeing it. I?m sure seeing
your pussy will make them all hornier."

"We both know what that?ll lead to."

The light turned green and the car moved on - slowly while Tracy said,
"Whose idea was it to shave your pussy - yours or Greg?s?"

"We collaborated. He actually deserves most of the credit. He?s into
shaved bald pussy. He thinks most men are. I think they?ll be shaving
you. They want to take a lot of good beaver shots."

They stopped at another light. Both checked out the pussy as Tracy
used the fingers of both hands to pull the lips apart. Diedra said,
"Now, there?s a good beaver."

"I?ll say. I guess I?ll be posing mine this way quite a bit."

"Yes, and for a dozen shutterbugs."

"A dozen? There?s going to be a dozen men there?"

"Do I hear an uncle calling me?"

"No, but I see you?re worried about me going through with this. I
think I hear an uncle calling me."

"If you do, he?s calling you over so that he can fuck you, too."

"Then you?d better grab your purse and hurry. You wouldn?t want to
miss that."

"I wouldn?t miss that for the world, not if we?re talking about your
Uncle Larry."

"That?s who I was thinking of. I know he wants to fuck me real bad.
I?m sure he?d like to cum in my pussy, too."

"You should be good to your Uncle Larry. He is my brother, you know."

"I?ll be good to him from now on - real good. I?ll tell him he can
fuck me any time he wants and cum in my pussy all he wants. Would you
like that?"

"I would like that very much."

"Yes, I can tell."

"Tell or smell."

"Both. Your pussy smells wonderful."

"Why don?t you see if it tastes the way it smells."

That was all Tracy needed to hear. She moved into place and went right
to work, running her tongue over and in everything fingers had
explored. Diedra reached out to Tracy?s leg and ran her hand up under
the skirt, then in under the panty leg hole to get at the pussy that
Tracy aided by twisting and cocking one leg. Once there, she found a
very wet and receptive pussy that ached for a finger.

They drove this way for a short while and came to a stop in a parking
garage space. Tracy kept on eating pussy. Diedra kept on finger
fucking pussy. After several minutes, Diedra said, "We?re going to be
a little late, and I?d rather not cum again. I want to stay good and
horny. I also want you good and horny. Let?s save this for another
time. [extracting her hand] Come on, sit up, Tracy."

Tracy struggled up and wiped her face. She wore a smile like
first-time mother lickers do. Diedra smiled back like a first-time
daughter fingerer, wiping her hand on the towel. Diedra said, "I think
you should know that Greg and I worked up this scene, an act if you
will. The men will all think that he has something terrible on me,
vulgar pictures, plus something I did, something I wouldn?t want my
husband to ever find out about. I?ll do anything to keep my secret.
Greg will bind me to a chair with my tits hanging out and my pussy
fully exposed. There, I will be forced to watch in silence. We don?t
know what those men will do, but it should be good. Greg will keep
them in line and see that nothing bad happens to you."

"How should I act?"

"Well, we were counting on you being your stubborn self and not crying
uncle no matter what they did. If you are willing to help out, I can
think of a much better scenario for you."

"I may as well do this the way you want it done. The result will be
the same, right?"

"Good attitude. Yes, the results would be the same regardless. If you
could draw on your acting skills, we could make this much more
entertaining. Are you interested?"

"Sure. What?s my role? Keep in mind, I need a character and motivation
that matches."

"I was thinking a basically nice girl who will do anything, I mean
anything to get in tight with the Black Agency. She knows of their
porn operation and is even willing to do that if necessary. She is shy
about her most intimate parts, but she doesn?t want them to see that.
She tries to act like it doesn?t bother her, but it does. She tries to
act all grown up and knowledgeable about sex, but she doesn?t know
shit and has never done anything."

"That won?t be much of a stretch. A nice girl willing to do porn is."

"Honey, horny men will buy into anything they want to buy into. None
of them are in this business. Only Greg knows how improbable this
would be. He has basically outlined that scenario and they bought it.
Our only concern was that you would come across differently - you
know, stubborn and abstinent. That would raise eyebrows. Eager to
please and relieved that your mother can?t do a damn thing to
interfere, or say anything afterward, would be perfect."

"What you want is an eager beaver who gets off on her naughty mother
having to helplessly watch - a girl who likes to see the look on her
mother?s face when she does anything vulgar for the men and their
cameras - a girl who soon discovers that she enjoys acting slutty in
front of her mommy."

Diedra smiled big and cupped Tracy?s chin, drawing their faces
together while she said, "Ummm, I think I have a girl like that."
Their lips came together and their tongues passed each other on the
way into the other?s mouth. The illicit kiss soon became quite
passionate. Hands groped breasts and found their way between legs. The
kiss went on and on, but Diedra finally broke it and pushed Tracy
back, saying, "Save it. You have your character and your motivation.
Shall we go?"

"Don?t you mean, shall we cum?"

"I think we shall...Tracy, one thing. One of these men is particularly
big and I believe he?ll be your first. I know you are no virgin. I
know you have been sampling my dildo collection for quite some time.
Do you think you can handle a very big man?"

"Do you mean one the size of a beer can? [Diedra?s jaw dropped] Mom, I
was on the extention the whole time. I heard everything. I knew you
would try something like this, but I had no idea you?d try this. I?ll
admit, I was super pissed and almost broke in, but the more I thought
about it, the more I liked it. My pussy liked it a lot. Anyway, to
make a long story short, I have been preparing myself with cucumbers.
It?ll be a stretch, but I can handle him. I might grunt and grimace,
but I won?t cry."

"You little sneak."

"Yes, and you dirty rotten cheater, not to mention slut."

"Guilty, but I make a good breakfast."

"I wouldn?t know. For the past week, I?ve been making my own. Daddy
hates my cooking. He likes my legs, and loves watching me cook in my
nightie, but he hates what I serve. What he really hates is knowing
you?re cooking someone else breakfast, and knowing that I know you
spent the night with a lover. He is already feeling up my legs while I
serve him. He wines about not getting any, and this morning, he felt
my pussy while complaining about how long it?s been since he had any.
That makes my pussy very wet. If you keep that up, you?ll drive Daddy
into my bed."

"You scratch my pussy, I?ll scratch yours. I?ll keep it up."

"I was hoping you?d say that. There?s one other thing I want."

"Name it."

"I want to be blackmailed with this material, forced into the porno
business. I want Greg to own my ass and you to manage my ass. I want
my ass kept busy."

"Your wish is my command...and Tracy, it?ll be a pleasure, a dream
come true."

"I sensed that. Hell, I smelled that - tasted it, too. You don?t have
to smack this girl in the mouth with a used tampon. I know when I?m
licked."

"You will. Now, we?re keeping them waiting. It?s time to get you
fucked and get you launched on a new career path, the one you should
have been on in the first place."

"Lead the way, Mommy."


Diedra and Tracy entered a studio that was absent the usual mix of
staff and mothers with children. In their place were men, lots of men,
the type that drive trucks, work concrete, fix cars, and hang out at
beer joints pinching waitresses. Two stood out from the others - Greg
and Hugo.

Greg wore gold and a sports jacket. He had money. He had class. Greg
was as tailored and as polished as his clothing. Hugo was just the
opposite. He was big, sloppy, needed a shave, and his shoes didn?t
even match. One was a sneaker; the other was a loafer. Hugo was a
loafer, a bum, an oddity, a freak. Who would hire him.

Greg would. Hugo cleaned up the studio at night. In fact, the studio
was his home, a home he was forbidden to ever come near except after
closing. He also had to be out of the building before seven in the
morning. He also served an additional purpose. For some porn, he was
good just as he was. Filming Hugo with a beauty was as close to
bestiality as Greg was willing to go and closer than most models were
willing to go. A horse would not only be less offensive but in all
likelihood, more comfortable. Those last few inches of Hugo were a
bitch.

Diedra saw what Greg meant when he described Hugo as a mother?s worst
nightmare, a molester straight from Hell. On seeing Hugo, she was
relieved that Tracy listened in on the conversation and prepared
herself. On seeing Tracy, Hugo got a hardon. Hugo can?t hide a hardon,
and he wasn?t trying.

Diedra managed a few minutes alone with Greg, long enough to let him
know that Tracy was onboard, that she would play the role. He was
pleased and relieved to learn that, and wanted all the details, but it
was enough to know that Tracy had eaves-dropped on their conversation
and that made her pussy wet.

Tracy looked frightened. The number of men, the type of men, but
especially Hugo had her cowering behind her mother. Diedra knew this
was part of Tracy?s act and a good one. She knew because Tracy
whispered, "God, my poor pussy. I didn?t get it ready for a bull."

The words were said in such a way that Diedra knew Tracy was ready to
take on the bull. For her part, Diedra appeared anxious and nervous,
terribly under-dressed, and fearful for her daughter?s well being. She
sheltered Tracy while imploring Greg with her eyes, "Please, God,
don?t do this!"

The fourteen men who stood ogling the mother and daughter ate it up.
Just as Greg had described them, the kid was a stone fox and the mom
was a sexy babe with big hooters. The kid looked scared yet
determined; the mom looked fucked and helpless. And then there was
Hugo, making them both sweat.

The studio was arranged for a porno shoot with chairs all around a
twin bed. Binding straps dangled from each of the four short corner
posts. Additional straps were attached along the side rails at the
base. Over the low bed was a large mirror angled for cameras to get a
reflected shot down. Several video and still cameras stood on tripods
all around behind the folding chairs that lined both sides of the bed.
On a roller cart off to the side was an assortment of dildos and nasty
things for clits and nipples. There was also a razor, shaving cream,
and a towel.

This was a porno shoot setup, no doubt about that. The girl took it
all in and gulped. The mom took it all in and did more pleading with
her eyes, now begging, "Please, don?t do this to my baby!" The men ate
that shit up, too.

Most conspicuous in this setup was one stout, wooden chair with arms
on a raised eight-inch platform set at the foot of the bed to overlook
the bed from a position three feet from the foot of the bed. This
would appear to be a director?s chair were it not for all the dangling
straps. The men except for Hugo who stood beside Tracy all took their
seats as Greg led Diedra to that chair and made her sit in it. She
tried to shield her crotch as she followed his lead. Once seated, she
begged out loud, "Please, Mr. Black, I beg you. Don?t do this."

Hugo pushed Tracy along to place her between her mother and the bed,
then he held to her by the scruff of her neck, bringing further alarm
to the mother?s expression. Tracy stood trembling as Greg went to
fetch a thick manila envelope from a desk. He returned, waved the
envelope under Diedra?s nose, and said, "I told you, no whining and no
begging. You be a good mommy or these pictures go out in the morning
mail. You don?t want that, do you?"

Diedra looked terrified. She quickly said, "No!"

"You?re going to be a real good mommy, aren?t you?"

"Yes! I promise."

"You want a good portfolio for your sexy daughter, don?t you?"

When Diedra hesitated, he chucked her under the chin with the
envelope. That brought a quick nod and a yes. He said, "Did you shave
your pussy like I told you?"

She nodded with her head hung. Greg said, "Then why are you hiding it?
Hang those sexy legs over the arm rests and lets put that pretty
beaver of yours out where all can enjoy." He smacked her on top of the
head with the envelope and shouted, "I SAID HANG ?EM, NOW DO IT!"

You would think she were dying as Diedra hung her legs and exposed a
beardless beaver that she had mopped dry with a towel. The slit was
still wet, though, and hanging her legs opened the slit. Tracy stared
at this obscene sight with her mouth open in utter shock. Diedra was
so ashamed and just sat there while Greg bound her legs in place. She
sat with her head hung as he opened her blouse, hauled out her
double-D tits, then bound both arms behind the chair, putting them up
there and out there. Her shame was now excruciating - you would think.

When he was finished, he lifted her sad head by the chin and said,
"You keep that head up and your eyes wide open. Don?t you dare try to
inhibit Tracy. If she looks your way, she had best see a smile. You
got that?"

"Yes."

Greg turned to Tracy who stood staring between her mother?s legs as
though mesmerized by the sight. He came to stand beside her and they
both looked at the sight. He said, "Nice pussy, isn?t it?"

"Yes."

"You should see what it looks like with ten inches of dog cock in it.
The dog thought your mother had a nice pussy, too."

Tracy looked astonished. He held the envelope as though the pictures
were in there. Tracy looked from the proof to the bitch, and the bitch
looked back with dread and guilt. Greg was quick to shout, "She?s
looking at you, bitch. Smile like a happy bitch. Give her that smile
you get when you have a mutt humping your ass."

Diedra wasn?t smiling, she looked angry and said, "Damnit, Greg, you
swore to me that no one would ever know."

"No, I swore that no one would ever see these pictures if you behave
yourself. See, still sealed - sealed, stamped, and addressed. Now,
bitch, are you going to behave yourself?"

The men were laughing their asses off as Diedra forced a stupid smile.
Tracy had no idea this was coming, but knew the pictures were
bullshit. What she had to do was quickly decide how her character
would react to this shocking news, then be that way. She gradually
absorbed this info as though realizing how screwed and helpless her
mother really was and how little she had to fear from her. As this
awareness fully dawned, Tracy looked to Greg and broke a smile. He
drew her attention to the yawning beaver again, saying, "Can you
picture your mother?s pussy with dog cum running out of the hole,
sliding down the crack, and smothering her asshole while she holds the
lips wide open and smiles into the camera like a happy bitch?"

While Diedra moaned in apparent agony, Tracy looked at the crotch as
though developing the mental picture. She broadened her smile and
said, "I can, now. Did you get a lot of pictures like that?"

"I got enough to deal with you as an adult without having to worry
about her getting in my way, yes." He looked Tracy over, then said,
"You look all grown up to me. Would you like me to deal with you as an
adult. Are you interested in adult modeling work?"

Tracy looked to her mother, got a weak, forced, sweaty smile back,
then looked to Greg and said, "I want to be treated as an adult."

"Do you think you?re ready? We don?t play child?s games here."

When he said that, Greg looked to Hugo?s erection, now out of his
baggy pants, naked and throbbing. Tracy looked at it while thinking.
Hugo placed her hand on it to help her think. He stood almost facing
her to place his cock almost in her face. She could almost suck him
off without bending her head down. She brought her other hand up and
applied it to the animal-like appendage, sliding the loose skin to
expose the pink head. She looked and felt, examining the cock closely,
then looked to Greg and said, "I?m ready to try."

She still had her hands on his fuck muscle, stroking gently as Greg
said, "Can you handle all of that where it belongs?"

She looked and slid a hand to the very base where fingers and thumb
just barely made it halfway around, making the base of Hugo?s cock
bigger than the beer can she managed to partially insert. Still, it
wasn?t as big as a baby?s head. She looked to Greg and said, "I?m
pretty tough down there. My pussy will stretch if it has to. I?ll do
whatever I have to. I want to be a model, Mr. Black. I want to be a
model more than anything."

The men cheered that statement. Tracy responded to the favorable
reviews by looking around at them and giving them smiles. Several
urged her to suck the dick she still held onto with both hands. She
looked at the slimy gooey tip oozing precum and clearly didn?t want
that yucky thing in her mouth. Hugo forced the issue by placing one
huge hand on the back of her head to close the gap. Once her lips got
a good glossing, she open and sucked. She still couldn?t get the whole
head in, but the effort brought more cheers.

Greg waved Hugo?s hand off the back of her head while asking, "Are you
willing to do raunchy porn?"

Tracy looked to her mother and said, "Yes. I?ll do whatever my mom
did."

This had the men hooting and hollering. Again, she smiled to them
though they were calling her a little bitch, and a bitch off the old
block, and a little mutt slut. She was trying to be as lewd as they
were but on her the effort looked out-of-place and forced. She tried
to accept their filthy comments as though they were compliments when
deep down they stunned and stung - good acting, and only two people
knew it. The others never suspected. They could see she was trying to
impress Greg and that excited them.

Greg quieted them, then said, "Our models don?t do anything that
raunchy. I just did that to please your mother. She?s a difficult slut
to please."

Again looking to her smiling yet mortified mother, Tracy said, "I?ll
bet. How many dogs does it take to make her smile?"

The guys cheered her. Greg said, "She?ll wear out three big fellas
just getting her holes warmed up."

"She uses her mouth, too?"

"Honey, on your mother, that?s not a mouth, that just another bitch
pussy. She has two at one end of her body and one at the other. When
you kiss that mouth, you may as well walk up to a female dog, lift
it?s tail, and plant one right on its bitch twat."

The men laughed hard. Tracy waited for their laughter to die so they
could hear her giggle and go, "Oh, gross! Now, whenever I look at her,
I?ll see a tail hanging from her forehead."

She got big laughs at her mother?s expense - high marks from the
peanut gallery. Greg said, "While you?re at it, picture a dog fucking
her in the mouth."

Eager for more high marks, Tracy said, "I already did. I pictured one
cumming in her mouth and she was sucking on the dog?s dick and
swallowing his cum. If you show me a picture like that while he?s
trying to get this monster dick in my pussy, I?ll get the rest in. My
pussy will gobble it on down and then suck his balls up and then out
through the tip."

Hugo grabbed his gonads at that image. The men went ape over Tracy.
They would have gone ape over any young chick who thought she could
take on Hugo, but to be as brash and bold as Tracy was in doing
it...well, it made them go ape shit.

Diedra looked like a woman with no pride left. Her look changed to one
of wanting to see that little smart ass get her pussy reamed royally.
Greg quieted the mob then turned his attention to Tracy, saying,
"There?s the bed; there?s the dick. You know where your pussy is. Get
out of those clothes, and let?s see what you can do. You get all that
cock in you and suck those balls up one inch, I?ll sign you to a
contract."

Now, Tracy looked unsure of herself - nervous, frightened. She looked
at the dick, then to Greg, then said, "You mean right now?"

"Right now."

"Well, I?d need to see a picture like that, and I was sorta joking.
I?ve never tried sucking with my pussy before. I?m not sure how you do
that."

"Are you a virgin?"

"Me! A virgin? Of course not. Do I look like a virgin? No, I?ve
screwed lots of guys, tons of guys, even some dogs, but no one ever
asked me to suck with my pussy before."

Diedra volunteered, "It?s easy, Tracy. When you get that much cock in
you, you?ll have the suction. Just try to pull off before he deflates.
An experienced mutt fucker like you should at least know that much. If
you ever tried to get away from a mutt before he went down, then
you?ve sucked a cock with your pussy."

"Oh, that. Yeah, I?ve done that before. I could do that. I thought you
meant like sucking like you do with your mouth."

Greg said, "Come on, Tracy. We don?t have all night. Strip down and
get busy. Let?s see if you can drain Hugo?s nuts for him in under ten
minutes starting from...now."

Tracy looked to her mother and this time got a real smile in return.
Diedra then added, "Come on, Tracy, show these men what you can do
with your pussy. While you?re at it, show them how you can make a baby
with it. Tell them what you told me on the way up here. I?m sure
they?ll all be very interested."

Greg was waiting. Tracy looked around at others who were waiting. She
then looked back to Greg and said, "I?m ovulating, now."

"All the more incentive for you to win a contract with me. I take care
of my models."

Diedra said, "You?d better win a contract. You won?t get an abortion
out of me. I?ll let you take that issue up with your father. You can
tell him how your pussy sucked sperm out of men?s balls, but not quite
good enough, just good enough to get pregnant."

Greg said, "Eight minutes."

Tracy weighed her non-options quickly and then hurriedly got out of
her clothes. Once naked, she moved to the center of the bed and laid
back, her legs clamped, her arm covering her tits. Greg grabbed her by
the ankle, pulled her to the foot of the bed, turned her so that she
laid crossways at the foot of the bed, and said, "Do it here where
your bitch mother can see the action. Spread those legs. Get those
arms off your tits. If you were smart, you?d use those hands to open
that pussy up."

As Hugo got set, Tracy followed Greg?s instructions. She laid right at
the edge of the bed with one leg hanging off, the other laid out to
the side. She opened herself and strained to see that ugly dick take
aim. He plowed the first half in right away. The rest, they would
clearly have to work at.

Hugo was not the brute he appeared to be. He was, in fact, a gentle
giant. He went in so far right off because that much went in easy. She
was very slippery and so was he. After that, he took her by the hips
and gently rocked cock into her body, quarter-inch by quarter-inch
while she acted like a girl being split like a log. She also acted
like a girl who grew to like being split like a log with excited,
jacking-off men watching and cheering Hugo on. That really wasn?t
acting.

Hugo drove all but the last three inches of his cock in and stopped
trying to put more in. That?s when Tracy took over and began taking
quarter inches. The men began cheering her on. Seeing the effort, Hugo
once again lent a hand. Together, they stretched that pussy until the
lips were wafer thin and pressed tightly to his groin. That?s when he
could let go and his cock and suction held her in place. The kid was
fucked.

Greg told her she had three minutes. Tracy gathered her breath, then
began the sucking effort with her feet placed to Hugo?s hip bones
while Hugo held her by the hands, her body completely free of the bed.
There was, indeed, resistant suction that pulled her back to the groin
after she?d push away, but she couldn?t push out more than an inch
before losing it. Still, the action made for a dramatic visual effect.
A little girl?s pussy was sucking a great big man?s dick. Greg watched
Hugo?s balls and his watch.

With thirty seconds to go, Tracy felt the first of a series of strong,
hot jets of semen that flooded her interior, breaking the suction. Her
ass fell to the mattress, but that still left enough dick in her to
wet the inside of her pussy and not the bed. It also left her with
enough dick to climax on. A great, big, cumming dick with an audience
looking on brought about the climax and it was a hum dinger that
brought that pussy all up and down that dick in a flurry of sloppy wet
motion.

When it was all over, she ended up with her crotch once again
plastered to his groin. This time, her pussy appeared to be nursing on
his spent dick. Hugo said he ain?t never had no pussy like this
before. No one ever saw him have any pussy like that before. It was
more like the pussy had him and wouldn?t let go. He didn?t mind. She
didn?t mind. They didn?t mind.

The mother sure didn?t mind. She said, "That?s it, Tracy, let his
sperm soak in. Keep working your pussy like that. Keep his dick nice
and hard...How did she do, Greg? Did she suck his balls up?"

"Not bad. Three quarters of an inch. Missed contract by a quarter
inch. If she keeps this up, she?s headed for stardom. I like her
attitude. She?s a real go getter."

"I raised her right."

"What changed your attitude?"

"If you can?t lick ?em, join ?em."

"You want your hands free, don?t you?"

"God yes! Please. If she has to keep auditioning for a contract, I
need my hands."

Greg leaned across her front to reach around behind. With his lips
near her ear, he whispered, "That kid of yours is flat out fucking
amazing."

She whispered back, "I know. I had no idea she?d be this good. She?s
loving it, Greg. Do more."

After freeing her hands, Greg stood, faced the crowd and addressed
Tracy, saying, "Okay, kid, uncock yourself. You should be pregnant
enough by now. Let?s get some good beaver shots. Jack, Tony, man the
cameras. Ben, you run the video camera."

Tracy eased herself off the massive cudgel and felt a huge, gaping
hole between her legs. She then saw the huge gaping hole. Everybody
had to take a look. Diedra wanted a look but couldn?t. Hugo picked
Tracy up in his arms and carried her to Diedra. The mom got a good
look, a wet face, and her picture took. When Hugo pulled Tracy?s
crotch off Diedra?s face, he said, "There, did ya see what my dick
done to yer daughter?"

"Yes, thank you."

What followed was four hours of romping stomping decadence of biblical
proportions. They filmed and fucked that poor child every way they
could. Diedra gave herself over a dozen orgasms. When those two gals
got back in the car, they were two very tuckered sluts. Tracy did,
indeed, need two towels. Neither was in any mood to play pussy games
or discuss the business.

Diedra did have one matter of curiosity she wanted resolved. She said,
"Tracy, exactly what was it that turned you around? You said you were
pissed at what you overheard, but something you heard must have struck
a chord with you. What was it?"

"Actually, not till the very end when you and Greg began flirting and
setting a date for an all nighter. That made me horny, but I didn?t
start turning around until you kept on seeing him and I saw the effect
that was having on Daddy."

"What, driving him into your bed?"

"That, but mostly the way he acted, like a horny dog and I was a bitch
in heat. It was all of his whining and whimpering about not getting
any pussy."

"You didn?t find that behavior pathetic?"

"Hell no. I loved it. Mom, I smacked Daddy with a newspaper for
sniffing my butt. I finally allowed sniffing but no licking. He licks,
but he gets his butt chewed like a bad doggie. If there?s something
handy, I?ll smack him with it. Sometimes, I send him outside. He just
gets worse and worse."

"I guess you?ll have to let him have some pussy."

"Or put him to sleep. He?s such a good doggie. I could never do that."

"So, that turned you around."

"It turned my thinking around, got me thinking nasty, got me thinking
about all the things I heard in a new light. By the time I got in the
car tonight, I was hot to trot."

"Do you think you?ll stay hot to trot or did you get that itch
scratched?"

"Mom, an itch like this never goes away. You and Greg are a scratching
post. I know what you?re really asking. Will we pick up where we left
off?"

"The thought did cross my mind."

"Well, it crossed my mind many years ago and never left. If I?m going
to engage in incest with one parent, why not both."

"You can forget smacking me with a newspaper. I want it, but not that
bad."

Tracy laughed and said, "I would never dream of smacking you, Mother.
No, you?re my manager, my mother, my director, my advisor, my mentor.
If anything, I?m your lap dog. I wouldn?t want it any other way, not
after tonight. I learned my lesson once and for all."

"Well, good. I like it that way. Humm, I?ll have a lap dog who has her
own lap dog. That should present interesting possibilities."

"My thoughts exactly."

                                           The End

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practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with
open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos,
bestial sex, body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are
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