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Subject: {ASSM} The Perfect Blonde ch. 2  (M+f/teen/bimbo/anal/drugs/ws/mild scat)
Date: Tue,  2 Dec 2003 20:10:02 -0500
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The Perfect Blonde ch. 2  (MMf/teen/bimbo/anal/drugs/ws/mild scat)

by H. Grant



    The next day in school, Sandy broke her fifty dollar bill during her
lunch hour and met with her dealer in a private area of the woods.  She
bought a decent supply of cocain and left quickly to return to her classes
before her break concluded.  After taking a tiny snort like the white trash
pig that she was, she became extremely excited about her modeling opportunity
with this new aquaintence of hers - Mr. Trent.  He seemed to really care
about her and she would do almost anything to stay in his good graces. 
Sandy knew that there would be another man in the "studio" watching her
model, but the combination of drugs in her system and the deep anticipation
of becoming a real star and dropping out of school for good clouded her
judgement.  So what if there was going to be another man, no one would know
about it.  It wasn't like she had told anybody - least of all her stupid
teachers or parents.  It was hard not telling her friends on the
cheerleading squad though.  Sandy liked to recieve attention and she loved
to brag.  However she understood what Mr. Trent meant when he told her not
to tell anybody.  She was only 16, and he obviously didn't want to get
either of them into trouble.  It made sense to her and so she said nothing.

    That evening, Sandy dressed in a poor white trash outfit.  She wore a
pair of cutoff daisy-dukes that were ripped and torn at the base.  They
were also a size too short for her - which revealed some of her precious
soft white ass cheeks.  Her soft white bottom looked round and firm in the
mirror - begging to be touched, massaged, and explored.  Sandy smiled to
herself as she look at herself in the mirror.  She knew what Mr. Trent
liked in a young girl and she was more than willing to give it to him.  She
also wore a trashy looking cherry red cutoff top - which was extremely
short because it was nearly three years old and Sandy and done some growing
since she was thirteen.  She wore no bra for this occasion, and her
luscious boobs were clearly outlined and the bottom portions of her soft
white globes were plainly visible to the naked eye.

    Sandy finished applying a heavy dose of cherry red lipstick to match her
trashy cutoff top and her deep black eyeliner and mascara - which had also
been applied in heavy doses.  After taking a big snort of coke from her
private stash under her small bed, she hurried downstairs and snuck out the
door before her mother could ask stupid questions.  It was a long walk, but
she quickly made it to the practice field at school and waited anxiously
for Mr. Trent's familiar SUV to pull up by the curb.  Like clockwork, Mr. 
Trent arrived with someone else in tow.  It must have been the other
"gentleman" that he had mentioned to her the other night.  Sandy liked
admirers and so she didn't mind.  She got a good look at him before she was
instructed to get in the back seat.  The man was young and handsome and
seemed very well built from the limited view she could see.  Sandy felt
herself becoming slightly attracted to him - and her stupid lil' cunny became
moist and damp as she imagined doing some "sexy" modeling for him.

    The men said very little to her during their trip back to Mr. Trent's
studio basement.  They exchanged small talk amongst one another and
occasionally glared at Sandy in the rear view mirror.  They weren't looking
at her face - rather her slutty looking outfit and jiggling boobs which
bounced slightly every time the SUV hit a bump in the road.  Sandy didn't
mind.  She liked being admired and wanted to become a famous model some
day. This was just the starting point - or so she thought.

    Once inside Mr. Trent's establishment, Sandy was led back down to the
basement.  Mr. Trent led the way while the stranger followed behind her.
She was led into the main area which was surrounded by even more cameras
than before.

   "Should I change Mister?" asked Sandy innocently - remembering how Mr.
Trent wanted to be called "Mister" at all times.

   "I think we will start with what you're wearing sweetie.  I can see that
you're learning what kind of model we're looking for in a girl like you."
Replied Mr. Trent eyeing her body all over again.

    Mr. Trent hadn't bothered to introduce the stranger to Sandy.  Though
this made her slightly uncomfortable, she assumed that annonymity was part
of "the business" and so she didn't think much of it.  The cocain she had
taken before she had left her house was now in full effect and her worries
had already begun to desolve in front of the two men.  The stranger's name
was Mr. Dodson.  He was a wealthy business esecutive from New York who had
come to see the session.  He was a close friend of Mr. Trent's and shared
many of the same sexual interests and deviencies.  He could see that this
stupid blonde was getting high as a kite and he eyed her worthless body
with evil admiration and anticipation.  Sandy's daisy dukes already had a
damp wet spot growing at the crotch - a clear indication that she was
creaming herself in front of them.

   "Stand up on the center table Sandy.  Do a little white trash dance for
us." said Mr. Trent.  "I hope you don't mind if we degrade you a little
Sandy.  Just remember, if you behave yourself and do as you're told, you'll
make twice the amount of money you made the last time."

    Sandy only had to hear the word money once before she made up her mind.
So what if they degraded her.  No one else would know about it and besides,
she liked the idea of earning $100 dollars this time around.  She made her
way toward the center table and began to climb onto it.

   "Slowly dear....slowly.  Mr. Dodson and I want to see some seduction
first." Chimed Mr. Trent.  "Crawl up on your hands and knees and wiggle
your stupid little ass for us.  We want to have a nice view of your
bottom."

    Sandy obeyed.  Despite her drug haze, Mr. Trent's words had stung her a
little bit.  The words "stupid" and "white trash" began to resound in her
mind like a broken record.  And slowly it dawned on her that despite the
money she would soon be making, she was clearly being used for their
perverse enjoyment.  She crawled up onto the table slowly making sure to
stick her bottom out seductively.  She gave it a slight wiggle and sway -
back and forth in a slow and deliberate manner - providing her audience
with an open invitation toward various "anal" perversions.

    Mr. Trent turned to Mr. Dodson and winked.  This young teen was indeed
a keeper.  Mr. Dodson watched with evil lust as the sleazy blonde stood up
on the center table and began swaying her hips.  Mr. Trent moved to a
small sterio at the corner of the room and turned on some rythmic dance
music - all instrumental of course.  The two men both grab some chairs and
resumed their attention on the dumb blonde as she gently swayed her hips to
the music.  She was still fully clothed at first, and had to be prodded by
Mr. Trent to remove her top.  She wore no bra, and her soft round boobs
bounced seductively up and down for the two men.  Her soft pouty nipples
looked so fleshy, pink, and inviting and she was instructed to squeeze and
pinch them for Mr. Dodson.

    Mr. Trent withdrew a small digital camera and began filming her
routine.

   "Now turn around and try to touch your toes.  C'mon honey.  It shouldn't
be a problem being the flexible cheerleader that you are."

    Sandy turned around exposing her daisy duke covered ass to the camera.
Then she bent over with little difficulty and touched her toes.  Her bottom
stuck out and the men could see some of the dampness in her lower crotch
area.  This young cunt was definately enjoying herself.

   "Pull your jeans down a little darling...give us a nice tease." said Mr.
Trent firmly as the music continued to blare in the backround.

    Sandy stood up briefly to unbutton her daisy dukes.  It was at this
moment that she became aware that she had creamed her white trash panties.
Her face turned crimson red as she realized that the men had probably seen
this already and assumed that she had peed herself.  Blushing
uncontrollably she tried to maintain her rythem with the music while she
unbuttoned her jeans.  She kept her back to the camera and bent over again
making sure to peel her slutty jeans half way down her soft white bottom.
It was the perfect "peek-a-boo" routine and the two men were eating it up
like lustful animals.  Mr. Trent and Mr. Dodson thoroughly enjoyed the
site of the young teenybopper bending over with her jeans and panties
exposing nearly half of her ass crack to the camera.  It looked soft,
spungy, and fleshy - just like the soft white tissue that comprised her
stupid little brain.

   "A little more dear.  Show us a little more won't you?" Said Mr. Trent
as he zoomed in on her bottom.

    It was clear to Sandy where this was heading.  These two men wanted more
than just a view of her ass crack.  They wanted to see what was INSIDE! 
Blushing even more, Sandy did as she was told.  No amount of drug influence
could hide her embarassment now.

   "A little more dear, and show your face to the camera.  I'm sure your
future audience would like to place a face with the bottom.  Not that your
face is the more important of the two, it's just that some men like to see
a young girl blush when she pulls her pants down.  That's it dear...show
more of your hiney to us."

    Sandy was still bent over as she turned her head to the side and stared
back behind her.  Her blushing face could clearly see the two men behind
her snapping pictures and using the video camera.  Slowly and reluctantly
she hitched each of her thumbs to the sides of her trashy daisy dukes and
began to pull them down further - exposing her entire ass crack for their
perverse viewing pleasure.

   "Reach behind you and squeeze your cheeks sweetie - men really like
that." Added Mr. Trent.

    Sandy reached behind her with both hands and grasped her soft fleshy ass
globes.  The combination of drugs and music helped to relax her a little as
she began to focus on the attention she was getting.  Sandy thought she was
being admired - albeit in a perverse kind of way.  But none the less, it
was clear to her that she was the center of attention - a feeling she
always craved at school.

   "That's it Sandy...squeeze your bottom and sway your stupid little hips
for us.  See Mr. Dodson?  These young cunts are all the same.  They'll do
anything for money and attention.  Though I think Sandy is even more
special.  As you can probably already tell - she's a drug addict."

    Mr. Dodson nodded in agreement and finally spoke.

   "Indeed she is.  This is a good thing.  Drug addiction tends to make
young girls more...open minded."

   "I agree." Replied Mr. Trent.  "I think Sandy will be agreeable to
almost anything...for the right price of course."

    Sandy continued swaying her hips and squeezing her buttocks for the two
perverts.  Then came the next command from Mr. Trent.

   "Spread your bottom sweetheart.  Show us the stupid little treasure you
have inside...c'mon sweetie no one will know about this except for us."

    Sandy swallowed hard and blushed again.  This was so embarrasing.  If it
wasn't for her drug addiction she wouldn't need his stupid money.  But she
needed cocain!  She needed it so badly everyday.  She had no choice!

    Sandy stopped swaying her bottom back and forth and held still briefly -
getting a nice grip on each of her precious teenybopper cheeks.  Then she
slowly pulled them open - like a sweet young Christmas present for the two
executives.  The soft white cheeks began to part - exposing her dark brown
crinckly anus.  Mr. Dodson smiled and nodded his head.  He had seen many
buttholes in his time, but Sandy's was definately an instrument of lust. 
Some girls had small pink puckered holes.  Others had hairy ones.  And some
girls you could barely tell they had an anus.  But Sandy had the perfect
brown anal ring.  It was quite expanded - like a soft brown target.  It
budded open like a smelly little flower in bloom.  Mr. Trent preferred
Sandy's dark musky anal ring as well.  It was very brown in appearence and
texture - giving the obvious hint of soft girlie poop that probably dwelled
within.

    Mr. Dodson picked up his digital camera once again and began snapping
picture after picture of Sandy's soft dirty anal bud.  Mr. Trent was
videotaping Sandy's crimson colored face - the look of extreme embarrasment
was clearly evident and his dick twiched uncontrollably in his trousers at
the site of her shame and lack of dignity.

   "I know this is hard for you Sandy dear.  But smile for the camera.  Try
to think of all the money you will make if you cooperate with us like a
good girl."

    Sandy smiled for Mr. Trent.  He was right.  She was going to make lots
of money doing "things" for him.  All she had to do was smile and obey,
soon she would be used to it and it wouldn't be so hard.  She couldn't wait
for her next "snort" of coke.

   "You have such a beautiful little ass hole darlin'" Continued Mr.
Trent. "Why don't you show us how much YOU enjoy it dear.  Play with your
butthole a little bit.  I'm sure the men will appreciate it."

    Sandy tried to smile as best she could.  The strain was evident on her
pretty teen face.  Her platinum blonde hair glistened brightly in the light
as it hung draped around the sides of her blushing pink cheeks.  The music
continued it's thumping rythem, but Sandy was no longer dancing.  She was
beyond that now.  Now she was being turned into nothing but a "trailer
whore." Sandy reached deeper behind her - almost as if she were wiping
herself and placed a small girlish finger at the base of her shameful
womanly hole.  The two men stared intently at Sandy's little teenage
finger. Her finger nail polish was of the poor white trash variety - cherry
red and chipping away with 12 hour age.  Their menacing cocks grew to
sizeable proportions as they watched her sweet trashy teenage finger circle
the rim of her brownie seductively - teasing her anus with her soft
feminine touch.

   "Explore a little deeper dear.  Warm up your finger a little bit.  I
think you know what I mean darling...smile for us....that's it."

    Sandy smiled and moved her sleazy finger to the center of her soft brown
button.  Then she began to push inward.  What a marvelous site this was! 
Such a talented girl!  The men zoomed their cameras intently on the center
of Sandy's soft white bottom.  Now the action was definately centered
around her soft brown "ring of talent." They watched as Sandy's tiny finger
stopped moving in circles and fixated itself in the very center of her
shameful potty hole.  Slowly and gently, the sweet young finger began to
sink inward - the red finger nail polish slowly disappeared behind her soft
"brown door" - worming it's way deeper and deeper until it was down to her
bare knuckle.  Sandy blushed uncontrollably as she felt her insides for the
first time.  She had never dared touch herself like this before - it was
disgusting!

    The warmth of her tight little anus surrounded her finger and Sandy
winced with slight discomfort.

   "A little deeper Sandy....just a little more...c'mon baby...do it for
us....do it for the money!"

    Sandy probed her finger even deeper.  She became slightly nausiated as
the tip of her finger began to brush against something moist and slushy.

   *Oh no!" she thought.  *THIS IS FILTHY*

   "Wiggle it around sweetheart....get it nice and dirty for us....remember
the money honey."

    Sandy wiggled her finger around inside her ass.  She could feel the
messy filth coating the tip of her tiny finger.  This ordeal wasn't nearly
over and she knew it.  Her rectum had now gotten used to the feel of her
intrusive digit and was beginning to relax.  The brief pain of insertion
had subsided and now it was just a matter of entertaining Mr. Trent and
Mr. Dodson.

    Finally, after what seemed an eternity of minutes and the music had run
it's course, Mr. Trent commanded Sandy to lay on her back and assume a
flurry of cheesecake posses.  The table platform felt cold beneath her bare
back and Sandy strained to keep warm.  Her first order was to assume a
bottom's up position.  Sandy lay on her back and lifted both her legs
straight up into the air making sure to hold them together.  Mr. Dodson
and Mr. Trent got some excellent shots of her soft round exposed bottom.
Next was the spread eagle position.  Still on her back, Sandy was commanded
to spread her legs open in a "V" - an open invitation to be fucked hard. 
This was followed by the traditional doggy style position with her back to
the cameras on all fours and her rear end sticking way up in the air - a
clear invitation to her male viewers that she yearned to be anal fucked. 
Next were some vaginal close ups.  Sandy was commanded to spread her
glistening blonde pussy lips wide open for all to see.  Her vaginal
secretions were clearly evident and her innerds were fully exposed to the
cameras flashing bright juicy pink.

    It wasn't enough that she had to go though these degrading poses.  The
next command was a complete shocker - they wanted her to PEE on the table.
Thankfully she would be able to get this over with quickly because her
bladder was mostly full.  Sandy looked at both men in protest, but they
just nodded their heads and urged her on.

   "Don't worry Sandy.  We won't tell anybody about this.  It's just
between us." Reassured Mr. Trent.

    He was lying of course.  The video camera was still rolling - capturing
every degrading moment for a future audience to watch and masturbate to. 
Mr.  Dodson gave Sandy a cold threatening stare - as if something terrible
might happen to her physically if she didn't comply with their perverse
request.

    Sandy blushed again, then squatted down and spread her knees open so
that the men could have an excellent view of her open vagina.  Her sweet
teenage cunny looked to cute, pert, and inviting.  The men stared lustfully
as Sandy began making "squirt squirt" on the table.  Her hot urine hissed
out of her cunny hole and sizzled onto the table beneath her.  She had
quite a lot of pee and some of it began to dribble toward the edge of the
table.  Mr.  Dodson and Mr.  Trent caught every tinkle drop on camera.

    The worst was yet to come however.  Mr. Trent commanded Sandy to lie
down on the table and immerse herself in her own urine.  Worse still, he
told her to lick the finger that she had stuck up her ass for the camera -
seductively of course with a look of lust on her stupid little face.  Sandy
was thoroughly humiliated by this point.  As she lay down on her back, her
only consolation was the fact that her hot urine made the table warmer and
more bareable for her back.  Tasting her own ass aroma was an entirely
different matter.  Some of her feces was still on her finger and she had to
taste that too!  GROSS!!!

    By this time, Mr. Dodson had removed his prick from his trousers and
began jerking off to the site of Sandy lying in her own puddle of piss and
licking her butt mush.  Mr. Trent ordered Sandy to allow him to fuck her
in the ass.  She refused of course - that is until he offered her $50.00
extra - then she relented and spread her filthy ass for him.

    Mr. Dodson's prick was rock hard and throbbing with intense stiffness.
His thick veiny bulb pushed hard against her puckered brown opening and
shoved it's way inward.  Sandy gave out a loud yelp and she tensed up. 
This made it worse of course and the pain of entry was excruciating for her
young teenage body.  Sandy shuddered and writhed in momentary agony.  Mr.
Dodson sneered at her while shoving his thick lard inside of her - full to
the hilt.  Sandy's tight anal ring formed a big round "O" around his shaft.

   "Don't worry Sandy Whore...soon it won't hurt anymore - soon you'll get
used to it." Said Mr. Dodson as he began pumping slowly in and out.

    Meanwhile, Mr. Trent had moved his video camera directly over Sandy's
crotch - capturing every shot of her first ever anal scene!

    Mr. Dodson began to pick up his pace - ramming his cock in an out of
her hot little anus with reckless abandon.  This only served to agrivate
the pain in Sandy's rectum and she began to openely wince and cry out.  Mr.
Trent had anticipated this too, and he filmed some close up shots of her
pained facial expressions.  Some of his clients preferred to see teenage
girls hurt and punished.  Finally, Mr. Dodson shot his load inside of
Sandy's bottom.  Large gooey ropes of cum spat out of his evil penis and
splashed all over the insides of her colin.  Sandy felt the strange goopy
warmth spread thoughout her intestines.  It felt extremely weird.

    Mr. Dodson removed his cock from her newly stretched asshole.  Small
rivalets of cum dribbled out of her anus and onto the table - making her
look even more like a filthy teenage whore.  Mr. Trent caught every minute
of it.  He smiled at Mr. Dodson, this was definately going to be a hot
selling tape.  The profits alone would probably range into the thousands.
Not bad - considering they only paid this stupid blonde $150.00 for the
evening.  

    And this was just the beginning.  There would be plenty more
outfits for this stupid cunt to model later - not to mention some
hardcore fisting action!





                        
                                   THE END

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