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Subject: {ASSM} Reclaiming Patsy{Norm DePloom}(bbbg,MW,first,reluct,oral,anal,dom)
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Copyright (C) 2003 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
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coincidental.

Reclaiming Patsy

By
Norm DePloom

When I told my parents that my cousin, Phil and his best
friend, Dave were going to have a backyard campout and asked
their permission to participate, even though I was only
twelve at the time, I knew enough not to mention that Phil's
friend, Dave had a sister, Patsy, who would also be there.
I just knew that my parents would not approve of a
ten-year-old girl spending the night in a tent with three
twelve-year-old boys.  We were visiting my mother's family
in Orlando Florida for the summer.  We had arrived earlier
that week, and would by staying for another two weeks.

My aunt accompanied us all out to the tent and let us know
that, if we got frightened, it would be ok to come into the
house.  As soon as Aunt Helen zipped up the tent, Dave pulled
copies of the raunchiest sex magazines I'd ever seen from
his sleeping bag and handed them around.  Sitting
cross-legged on our sleeping bags, we flipped through the
magazines looking at pictures of sluts pulling their cunts
open for the camera.  I'm sure the other two male's cocks
were just as hard as mine was and I'm not sure what Patsy
thought about the pictures, but she was looking at them just
as intently as we were.

"Holy Christ," Phil said with a horse whisper, "look at what
that whore is doing."  He passed the magazine around and
we all looked at, and commented on, the picture of a naked
woman, on her knees, with a man's hard cock in her mouth.
My hard twelve-year-old cock throbbed as I looked at the
picture and tried to imagine what it would feel like to have
that slut's mouth on my dick.  At that moment, there was
nothing in the world I wanted more than a mouth on my cock.

"Let's take Patsy's panties off and see if her cunt looks
like these," I said to the other two guys, not taking my
eyes off Patsy's crotch.

"Uh-ah," Patsy said shaking her head, "I'll tell mom."

"And we'll say you're lying," I countered, "three against
one."  Patsy clutched her knees defensively.  "And we will
beat the crap out of you every day for the rest of your life
for being a snitch."  I pounced on Dave's little sister and
started wrestling her panties down her skinny thighs.  She
started to fight me off, but Dave and Phil, equally anxious
to see her naked cunt, pinned her arms over her head.  I
managed to get her panties down her legs and tossed them
aside.  Pushing her legs apart, I rested one knee on each
of her thighs to hold her open, and shined a flashlight onto
her hairless pussy.  Everyone, including Patsy, seemed to
freeze in silence as my finger descended to touch the
half-hidden lips of her ten-year-old pussy.  Despite her
protests and struggles, Patsy's cunt was slick with her
juices.  Even Patsy lifted her head to watch, as best she
could along with the rest of us, as the tip of my finger
slipped inside her.  I gave the flashlight to Phil and he
held it pointed at her spread-open crotch as I used my
fingers to separate her pussy lips so we could see her
virgin hole.  All three of our pajama bottoms were tented
by our rock hard twelve-year-old cocks.

"Look at her wet pussy," I said as I took the flashlight
back from my cousin so he could take a turn feeling his best
friend's little sister's cunt while I continued to hold her
legs open with my knees on her thighs.  After Phil dipped
his finger into the tight wet hole, Dave took his turn
fingering his sister's pussy.

"I know," I said as I took my knees off her legs and pulled
Patsy up to a sitting position after her older brother
removed his finger from her naked body, "let's make her do
everything the sluts do in these magazines."  I pulled her
forward onto her hands and knees then, holding on to a
handful of her hair with my left hand, I pulled my pajama
bottoms down with my right.

"Starting with sucking on my cock," I announced as I held
her face up and pushed my exposed hard dick against her lips.
"Open up," I ordered as I thrust the head of my hard cock
repeatedly against her closed mouth.

"We could still beat the crap out of you every day,"  I
warned.  With a moan of helpless surrender, Patsy opened
her lips and my dick slipped into her hot, wet mouth.  As
I pumped my cock into Patsy's face, her brother looked at
the magazine she had been browsing through, and saw a
picture of a woman, on her hands and knees, being fucked
from behind 'doggy style'.  In the spirit of 'make her do
everything they do' Dave pulled his pajamas down and,
kneeling behind his little sister, began to search for her
virgin opening with his hard, eager cock.  Phil watched the
two of us, one fucking each end of the ten-year-old girl,
and rubbed his erect dick through his pajamas.

As soon as I was done with her mouth, my cousin, Phil took
my place.  By the time Dave was done fucking his sister's
cunt from behind, I was hard again and took his place.  I
don't think any of us were actually producing cum with our
orgasms, but we were young and got hard again almost
immediately after we came.  I'm not sure how long we used
the little slut two at a time.  We had a rhythm going; fuck
her mouth, watch, fuck her pussy, watch, fuck her mouth.
Several times during this long gangbang, I felt her whole
body 'shiver'.  I was totally unaware, at that time, that
a girl could 'cum'.  It was only later that I realized that
the little whore was loving every second of it.  We finally
wore ourselves out and, pulling our pajama pants back up,
settled down on our sleeping bags to eat Oreo's and look
at the dirty magazines.

"You stay naked," I ordered, when Patsy started to put her
nightgown and panties back on.  At the time, I couldn't
explain why, but I just felt it was right for her to stay
naked while we were clothed in our pajamas.  It emphasized
her availability, that, at least for the night, she was ours
to do with as we pleased.

"Here," I said, tossing her one of the raunchy magazines,
"lay with your legs spread while you look at this."  Even
after all that fucking, her face turned red as she spread
her legs, putting her cunt on display, while she looked at
pictures of whores humping in a variety of positions.  Her
brother was the first of us to recover enough to have
another go at her.  Crawling between her spread legs, he
pushed his re-hardened twelve-year-old cock into his
sister's newly opened ten-year-old pussy and fucked with
renewed vigor as Phil and I watched.

That started phase two of the great Patsy fuck, which
concentrated almost exclusively on her tight, young cunt.
As soon as Dave was done I crawled between her legs and
fucked her while I sucked on her nipples.  For the next
couple of hours she laid on her back, with her legs spread
wide, as the three of us once again took turns fucking her.
Using her one at a time gave us a little more opportunity
to recuperate before it was our turn.

As I watched each of the other two fuck our young companion,
and took my turns between her skinny young legs, I noticed
that the more we fucked the little slut the more often her
body went through the little 'shiver' spasms that I had
noticed earlier.  By this time, the little whore was moaning
and groaning, making no attempt to hide the fact that she
was thoroughly enjoying having our cocks pounding in and
out of her pussy.  She got so loud we had to stuff her panties
in her mouth to make sure she didn't attract the attention
of Phil's parents.

As the night wore on, and the three of us wore ourselves
out between Patsy's thighs, she spent more and more time
with a couple of her own fingers inside her cunt while she
waited for one of us to climb on again.  I was looking
through another one of the porno mags, and watching the
little whore fucking herself with her fingers, when I came
across a picture I had not seen before.  It had been probably
half an hour since one of us had 'dipped our wicks' in the
slut, we were all pretty worn out, but this picture made
my cock hard again.  I felt like a high voltage current of
sexual energy had been switched on inside my body.

"Jesus H. Fucking Christ, look at this."  I put the magazine
down on the floor of the tent and shined the light on it.

"Oh my god," Phil said as he stared at the picture.

"No way," Patsy said, displaying resistance for the first
time in several hours, "you're not doing that to me."  Her
reluctance excited me even more than the picture of the
whore getting her ass fucked.  I didn't bother to threaten
Patsy with daily beatings again; I grabbed her by the hips
and pulled her ass around towards me.  The other two grabbed
her arms and watched while I pushed the tip of my finger
against he tiny, tight, crinkled ass hole.  Thanks to the
abundant lubrication that had been generated by several
hours of being fucked by three horny twelve-year-olds,
which had flowed down and coated her anal sphincter, my
finger easily slipped into Patsy.  As my finger invaded her
body, Patsy stopped struggling and looked back over her
shoulder with a curious look on her face.  Dave and Phil
took turns exploring the slut's tight ass, then I knelt and
forced my hard cock into her.  Our little whore arched her
back, and moaned enticingly as I slipped into the small,
tight hole.  I think my eyes crossed when I felt the hot,
tight sphincter muscle grip my cock.  At that moment, I
became obsessed with anal sex.  I've preferred fucking ass
to pussy ever since.

Dave and Phil both rubbed their re-hardened dicks as they
watched me pumping into Patsy's behind.  Patsy lowered her
chest down onto the floor of the tent and used both hands
to fuck her pussy while I pounded her rear.  I think we each
managed to fuck the little whore's ass three times before
we collapsed onto our sleeping bags, totally exhausted.
The last thing I remember seeing as I drifted off, was Patsy,
laying on her side, with a finger of one hand in her cunt
and a finger of the other hand buried completely in her
ten-year-old ass.

We stayed in the tent and slept until the warmth from the
afternoon sun made it unbearable.  Later in the afternoon,
I saw Dave and his mom drive off.  As far as I knew Patsy's
father was at work, and she was home alone.  Since I had
not been able to think of anything except what it had felt
like when I shoved my cock up her rear, I decided to pay
her a visit.  My cock was already pushing against the front
of my shorts when I walked across the street.  I walked
around the side of the house and, shading my eyes with my
hand, I leaned against the glass door and looked inside.
Patsy was sitting cross-legged on the floor with her back
to the door.  I tapped on the door, she was startled and
jumped, then turned and looked at me.

"I can't open the door," she yelled as she climbed to her
feet and walked towards me, "I'm not allowed to let anyone
in."

"Open the door," I ordered, "or are you still interested
in getting the crap beat out of you every day for the rest
of your life?"  Patsy hesitated, then unlocked the sliding
door and opened it about an inch.

"Honest," she said with a placating smile, "I'm not allowed
to let anyone in."  Ignoring what my little whore was saying,
I pulled the door open and pushed past her into the house.

"I'm coming in," I informed her, "and I'm going to fuck you
again."

"No," she said as her face turned red, "I didn't mean to
do those things last night, I..."  I ended her explanation
with a blow to her stomach with my fist.  I had to make sure
she understood who was boss.  Patsy clutched her stomach
and slowly collapsed to her knees.

"Come on," I said, giving her a nudge with my toe, "take
me to your room."  Patsy climbed to her feet and, still
clutching her stomach, led the way down a hallway and into
her bedroom.  Before she could say anything, I pulled her
shorts and panties all the way down to her ankles, then
pushed her down onto her knees and bent her over the edge
of her bed.  I pulled her butt cheeks apart and pushed my
finger against the hole that I had been obsessing about all
day.  Unlike the previous evening, it was dry today and my
finger did not slide in like before.  I looked around the
room and saw a bottle of hand lotion with a pump-squirt
dispenser on it.  I worked the end of the nozzle into her
tight ass and began to pump her full of hand lotion.  I
pulled my shorts down and pumped a squirt onto my hard cock.
After that treatment, my lubed dick slid into her tight ass.
During all this Patsy laid across the bed, making no attempt
to stop me or talk me out of what I was doing. As soon as
I was fully inside her, Patsy's body shivered like it had
so many times the previous night.  It would take a while
before I figured out that she was having orgasms, and loved
being treated this way.  As soon as I started pumping my
cock in and out of her ass, Patsy reached between her legs
and fingered herself frantically.  I leaned over and
grabbed her shoulders so I could slam my cock into her ass
as hard as I could.  Patsy's bed banged against her bedroom
wall every time I fucked my cock into her.

Patsy moaned loudly, and her body shivered harder and
longer than it ever had in the past.  I held my cock deep
inside her tight, hot ass while I came.  I think I might
have actually produced some seamen for the first time.  I
pulled my softening dick from her ass and pulled my shorts
up.  Patsy slid off the bed and sat on the floor with her
shorts and panties down around her ankles.  I leaned over
and pulled them, and then her T-shirt off, leaving her naked.
I didn't know why at the time, but it just seemed 'right'
to me for her to be on the floor naked and for me to be
standing over her with my clothes on.  Even though we could
not have told you what it was, we were quit naturally and
easily slipping into a dominant and submissive
relationship.

I walked over to her bedroom window and made sure it was
unlatched, and that the screen was loose so I could remove
it from the outside.  I picked up one of her Barbie dolls,
and her Ken doll and pulled their clothes off.  I put the
naked Barbie on her back on the windowsill with her legs
spread wide, then put the naked Ken on top of her like they
were fucking.

"From now on," I said, walking over to where she was still
sitting on the floor, leaning up against the edge of her
bed, "whenever you are left at home alone you will put your
Barbie and Ken in the window, with Ken fucking Barbie, and
you will take all of your clothes off an wait for me to come
and tell you what to do."  Patsy listened to me and nodded
her head in agreement without lifting her eyes from the
floor in front of her.  I squatted in front of her and used
a handful of her hair to force her head up so I could see
her eyes.

"I'm going to fuck you every chance I get until our vacation
is over and we go back home."  Patsy looked into my eyes
and nodded her head.

"Get up on the bed," I ordered, releasing her.  She
scrambled to her feet and sat on the edge of her bed.  I
pushed her back across the narrow bed until her shoulders
were resting against the wall.

"Spread your legs," I ordered, "I want to watch you finger
fuck yourself."  Patsy blushed a bright red as she spread
her legs and pushed a finger into her body.  I knelt and,
with a hand on each of her inner thighs, pushed her further
open as I watched her finger slip in and out of her hairless
young cunt.  I slid my hands down her thighs, then used my
thumbs to pull her pussy open.  I could see the lubrication
coating Patsy's finger and her cunt lips.

"Mine," I said softly, "from now on your cunt is mine."  She
moaned and continued to fuck herself, but she didn't
protest my ownership claim.  I ran my fingers up and down
over the slick folds of her pussy, and quickly discovered
that every time my fingers touched the hard nub at the top
of her hairless slit she would moan and buck her hips in
a fucking motion.  My cock was hard again, so I pulled my
hands away from Patsy's soft, wet flesh long enough to
reposition myself and push my cock back inside her tight,
hot ass.

Once I was completely inside her, I slipped my hands under
her busy fingers and, holding the top of her pussy open with
the thumb and finger of my left hand, gently stroked her
hard, exposed clitoris with the thumb and finger of my right
hand.  Every time my fingers moved over the engorged knot,
Patsy's body would jerk and her tight ass would clamp down
on, and massage, my hard cock.  After several minute her
moans of pleasure were replaced with complaints that I was
hurting her and with her begging me to stop.  Since I didn't
care if what I was doing made her feel good or hurt her as
long as it caused her ass to clamp down on my hard cock and
her hips to buck, I told the little slut to shut up and keep
fucking herself.  I pinched and tugged on her so hard she
probably thought I was trying to rip it off.  I was getting
close to cuming when I heard the car pull into the driveway,
too close to stop.  Hunching over, I pinched her clitoris
as hard as I could, to insure maximum stimulation from her
bucking body, and slammed my cock into her ass four times
as hard as I could.  On the fourth fuck deep into her rear
I came with an intensity I'd never experienced before.  For
a moment, I thought I might pass out.  I would have loved
to have kept my cock buried in her tight ass while I teased
and tortured her cunt, clitoris, and nipples then, when I
was hard enough, fuck her all over again.  But, I didn't
have time so I pulled my cock out of the slut and listened
to the front door being unlocked and opened as I pulled up
my shorts.  I heard Patsy's mom yelling 'hi' to her from
the front hallway as I climbed out the window.  I stepped
back into the bushes and watched as Patsy, a dazed look on
her face, pulled her fingers from her cunt, sat up, then
leaned over and picked up her shorts and T-shirt.  She just
barely got her clothes back on before her mother came into
the room.

"How are you doing, honey?"  Patsy's mother asked.

"OK," Patsy replied without much conviction as she stood
up and took a couple of steps.  It was obvious that she was
walking stiffly, like she was in pain.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, really, I was playing and I ran into my bed."

"Well, you come out and help me put away the groceries and
I'll let you have a treat."  I noticed that Ken was still
fucking Barbie on the windowsill and wondered what Patsy's
mom would say if she noticed them.  I thought about making
a noise so she would look over toward the window, but she
turned and left the room before I could.  Patsy turned and
looked at me with an expression that seemed to combine fear,
anger, and unquestioning devotion.  I'm still not sure
witch emotion turned me on the most.

I spent the rest of the afternoon thinking about how
exciting it had been to have Patsy squirming her ass on my
cock while I abused her clitoris.  The memory kept me hard
the rest of the day.  That night I laid in my bed, thinking
about Patsy's hot, tight ass and gently stroking my hard
cock until I could not stand it a second longer.  I did my
best to make my bed look like I was still in it, then put
on my shorts and went out the window.

Patsy's bedroom door was open just a crack, allowing in just
enough light for me to see into the room.  I noticed that
she had not removed the fucking Ken and Barbie dolls from
the sill.  As quietly as I could, I moved the screen and
pulled the window open.  Patsy was sound asleep as I
tip-toed across the room.  She must have been worn out, she
was laying on her side and didn't even wake up when I climbed
into her bed and laid down behind her.  I pulled my shorts
down enough to free my cock, then started working her pajama
bottoms down off her hips.  That's when she woke up.

"Quite, lay still," I hissed in her ear when she started
trying to fight me off.

"No," she whispered back, "my parents..."

"Fuck your parents,"   Patsy giggled softly as I worked her
pajama bottoms down to her knees.  I pulled her back tight
against my chest and slipped my hand down to her crotch
while I pushed my cockhead against her anus.  I could feel
her sphincter muscle stretching to accommodate me as my
fingers found her clitoris.  She winced as I stroked her
swollen nub, Patsy was obviously still sore from the rough
treatment I had given her clitoris that afternoon.  It only
took a few minutes for her whimpers and painful jerks to
transform into moans and thrusts of pleasure.  I was
discovering that my little ten-year-old slut loved pain.
Soon she was holding a pillow over her mouth to muffle her
squeals of orgasmic joy.  The only thing that stopped me
from pounding into her ass even more forcefully was the
possibility that her parents might hear the squeaking bed
over their television in the living room.  I loved fucking
that little bitch's ass with her parents just down the hall.
Several times, before I was done with her, we had to hold
still, my cock deep in her rear, my fingers pulling on her
clitoris, and her face buried in a pillow, while one of her
parents walked past her room on their way to and from their
bedroom.

I didn't get to fuck Patsy every day, but I did fuck her
every night.  While her parents watched TV, and thought that
their little virgin angel was asleep in her bed, I was in
her room seeing how much pain and abuse she would take while
I fucked her.  Sometimes I would fuck her pussy, or her mouth,
but usually it would be her ass.  She seemed to be growing
found of being ass fucked.  Like the obedient little slut
she was, Patsy would accept my cock wherever I decided to
put it, but her orgasms seemed to be more intense when I
was buried deep in her ass while I pinched and pulled on
her clitoris.

On Monday of the last week of my families vacation, Patsy's
parents left her and her brother home alone.  Her brother
had several friends over.  I told my cousin I had other
things to do, then went in through Patsy's window.  She was,
of course, waiting for me naked and with Ken Fucking Barbie
on the window sill.  While Dave, Phil, and several of their
friends played video games in the front room I thoroughly
fucked Patsy's cunt and ass.

"I want you to put on your shorts and T-shirt," I told Patsy
as I got dressed, "then go into the living room and bring
one of your brother's friends back here."  Patsy sat on the
floor, naked and listened to my directions.  "make sure
nobody else knows what you are doing, and don't bring Phil.
After you get back here, you have to get him to pay you a
dollar then let him fuck you.  I'm going to watch from the
bushes outside your window," I told her as she pulled her
shorts up her skinny legs, "so I can watch you being a
whore."  I climbed out the window and Patsy went out through
her bedroom door.  As usual when your waiting, it seemed
to take an extraordinarily long time for Patsy to come back
with her first john.  Patsy closed the door behind her then
looked in my direction and smiled before she turned her
attention to the boy who had accompanied her back to her
room.

"One dollar," she demanded, holding out her hand palm up,
"one dollar and you can fuck me."  The boy dug into his pants
pocket and then counted for quarters into Patsy's waiting
hand.  Patsy never turned loose of the money as she striped
off her shorts and shirt, then laid down on the bed and
spread her legs.  The boy pushed his shorts down to his
ankles, then climbed on top of her.  I stroked my cock as
I watched him struggling to find her hole with his hard dick.
After a few false thrusts, Patsy reached down with the hand
that wasn't holding the quarters and helped him get inside.
He only fucked in and out of her about ten times before he
moaned and came.  From where I was watching I could see the
base of his cock pulsing as he held it buried deep in Patsy's
hairless cunt.

"Don't tell anyone," Patsy said as the boy pulled up his
shorts and left the room, leaving her laying naked on the
bed.  As soon as the door closed behind him I called Patsy
over to the window.  Naked, no breasts, no cunt hair, that
vision of Patsy walking toward me naked is still burned into
my brain as the pinnacle of sexuality.  I held out my hand
and Patsy, with barely detectable hesitation gave me the
four quarters.  That act forever cemented our relationship.
No matter whether I ever saw her again or not, Patsy was
forever a whore and I was forever her owner.  There was a
soft knock on the door.

"Go answer the door," I said as I stepped back into the
bushes again.  Patsy answered the door naked, and let
another one of her brother's friends in.  Telling the first
one not to tell had guaranteed that he would tell everyone.

"One dollar," Patsy demanded, once again holding out her
hand palm up.  This one dug an old crinkled dollar bill out
of his pants and handed it over.  Patsy laid down on the
bed, spread her legs and waited.  This one was pretty much
a repeat of the first and, as soon as he was gone Patsy
brought the money over to me without my having to tell her
to.

Patsy fucked five boys in a row before her brother got wind
of what was happening and came to investigate.  As soon as
he came into the room, I climbed in the window.  He was
demanding that Patsy give him the money.  Patsy stayed on
her bed, her legs spread, and her finger moving in and out
of her hairless pussy, seemingly unconcerned, while Dave
and I negotiated a deal.  Dave would get one quarter of
everything his sister got paid to fuck his friends, and I
would take the rest.  Neither one of us saw any reason for
Patsy to get any of it.  As soon as we came to our agreement,
Dave got busy on the phone getting more customers to come
over before his parents got home.  We pulled the mattress
off her bed and put it in the corner of the living room so
Dave, Phil, and I could watch while Patsy fucked her
customers.  Whenever there was a slow period one of us would
take a turn on our little whore.  While everyone else was
fucking her hairless little cunt, I was turning her over
and pumping my cock into her tight, sweet ass.

Before my vacation was over we had four full days when Patsy
and Dave's parents were gone and we could whore her out all
day long.  As the last day of my vacation approached, I
suggested to Dave that he should buy Patsy from me for
twenty dollars.  He argued, briefly, but I think it really
turned him on to 'buy' his sister and, at least in her eyes,
own her.

Despite having family there, I didn't get back to Orlando
for ten years.  There wasn't a day of that ten years that
I did not think about Patsy and how great it had felt when
I pushed my cock into her ass.  I wouldn't say that Patsy
was the reason I moved back to Orlando after college, I had
other reasons.  With our extensive family contacts, and a
family business I could step into, it would have been a
smart move even without memories of Patsy.

Phil had no idea where Dave or Patsy were.  He'd lost track
of them about three years previously, but as far as he knew
Patsy was still whoring for her brother the last time he
had seen them.  I suppose there aren't many men who would
spend their time looking for a twenty-year-old woman who
had been a whore for half her life, but I had become obsessed
with finding Patsy.  I had turned her into a whore, she was
mine, and I wanted her back.  I spent the next six months
looking for her.

I finally found Patsy sitting at a table in a
less-than-respectable bar.  I almost didn't recognize her.
Not because she was ten years older, because she'd been
allowed to get 'sloppy'.  That's the best term I can think
of.  She wasn't really 'fat', just, as I said, 'sloppy'.
It was obvious that her brother just wasn't up to the task
of owning a whore.

"Hi, Patsy," I said as I slipped into the booth next to her.
She looked both happy, and embarrassed, to see me.  Dave
really needed to have the crap beat out of him for letting
his sister deteriorate like she had.  I heard an attention
getting 'ahem' from behind me and turned to see who it was.

"Hey Dave," I said, scooting closer to Patsy in order to
make room for him in the booth.  If Patsy had gotten sloppy,
her brother had gotten fat.

"What do you want?"  From his tone of voice and the
expression on his face, it was obvious that he didn't, quit,
recognize me.

"I want to know how much it's going to cost me to get your
whore under the table sucking on my cock."

"Forty dollars."  It was clear that Dave was drunk and
messed up on drugs.  I pulled two twenty's from my pocket
and set them on the table.  With a node from her brother,
Patsy slipped off the booth seat and a moment later I felt
her tugging at my zipper.

"I want to buy her back."  I said once my cock was inside
Patsy's mouth.

"Buy her back?"  Dave asked, looking confused.  Slowly I
saw a smile spread across his face as he realized who I was.
"I'll be damned.  When did you get back into town?"

"A while ago, I want to buy her back."

"Well, I don't know why you would, she's not a cute little
ten-year-old any more."  He bent over and looked at his
sister sucking my cock under the table.  "She's a lazy
fucking bitch of a whore now.  She's had so many cocks in
her cunt, I wouldn't fuck her with your dick."  Dave
chuckled drunkenly at the worn out joke.  I struggled to
hide the disgust I felt for Dave, he just wasn't up to the
responsibilities of owning a whore.

"How much?"

"More than the twenty dollars I paid, that's for sure."  I
reached under the table and, with my hand on the back of
her head, held my cock in Patsy's mouth while I pumped cum
onto her tongue.

"How much?"  While Dave tried to calculate how much he could
get me to pay for his sister, Patsy zipped my pants up and
climbed out from under the table.  Dave finally named an
amount.  It was under the upper limit I had in mind, and
I didn't feel like haggling with him, so I put the cash on
the table.  Dave stared at the stack of cash, I'm sure he
was calculating how long he could stay high with that much
money.

"Glad to be rid of the useless cunt," he said as he scooped
up the money and left.  I figured I wouldn't have a problem
with him until the money ran out.  I turned my attention
back to my newly re-acquired whore.  I slapped her hard
enough to leave red finger outlines on her cheek.

"You call that a blowjob?"  Patsy hung her head and started
to mumble an excuse.

"Shut up, god, no wonder he was willing to sell you so cheap.
Now get your sloppy ass back under the table and prove to
me that you might, someday, deserve to be my whore again."
Patsy scrambled under the table and sucked my cock again,
showing considerably more skill and enthusiasm than she had
displayed the first time.  When she was done, I accompanied
her to my car.

"Where do you and your brother live?"

"We can't go there," Patsy said, showing genuine fear,
"what if he's there?"

"Where - do - you - live?"  I asked again, enunciating each
word as if I was speaking to a young child.  Patsy gave me
an address.

"Don't worry," I told Patsy as we walked to the front door
of their small apartment, "he's out buying drugs with his
new found money.  The only reason we're stopping here is
for you to collect all the money you've been hiding from
your brother."  Patsy pulled a surprisingly large sum of
money from several hiding places and handed it all over to
me without protest, just as she had with the four quarters
she had charged for her first fuck as a whore.  When we got
to my house, I had Patsy strip and stand in the middle of
my living room while I walked around her to assess the state
of her body.

"From now on," I instructed as I faced Patsy after my
evaluation, "you will eat only what I tell you to eat."
Patsy stood with her hands at her sides and her eyes looking
at my feet.  "When you're not out working, you'll be working
out."  I stepped closer and grasped her head with one hand
on each side.

"My whore will not be the sloppy mess your brother has
allowed you to become.  Do you know why I searched for you,
and purchased you when I found you?"

"No," Patsy said meekly, she seemed to understand that, in
her current condition, she was not worth what I had just
paid for her.

"Ten years ago I turned you into a whore," I reminded her,
"and you will always be my whore."  Tears flowed from
Patsy's eyes, but they seemed to be tears of relief.

"In my own way I love you, but don't think that my loving
you is going to allow you to slack off in your whoring."
Patsy shook her head, indicating that she would never think
that.  In spite of the deplorable condition of her body,
its close proximity was causing my cock to push against the
front of my trousers.  Ten years apart had not diminished
my lust for this whore.

"Every day," I continued, ignoring, for the time being, my
hard dick, "you will have to go out and prove that you
deserve to be my whore."  I released Patsy's cheeks and
stepped back.

"Right now I'm going to give you the opportunity to show
me that you are worthy of having my cock in your ass.  You
go out now and when you come back in two hours with at least
five hundred dollars, I will reward you with a good, hard,
ass fuck."  Patsy put on her clothes, and left the house,
with an enthusiasm that, I'm sure, she had not experienced
in a long time.

As the closed the door behind her, I had no doubt that Patsy
would be back in two hours for her ass fucking.  I also had
no doubt that she would remain my whore for the rest of my
life.



-- 
Norm DePloom

"If it were done when 'tis done,
then 'twere well It were done quickly"-
Macbeth

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