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The following story is a work of erotic fiction.  If you are under the age 
of 18, or are offended by erotica, stop reading now. All of the events, 
persons and places in this story are fictitious, or are used in a 
fictitious manner.  Any resemblance to persons, living or dead is entirely 
coincidental.  This work is copyrighted by the author (c) 2012.  All 
rights reserved. This work may be freely distributed as long as all text 
remains the same.  No parts may be changed without prior permission from 
the author.

If you enjoy this story, I -(TM)d like to hear about it.  If you didn -(TM)t like 
it, I -(TM)d also like to hear about that because it can help me become a 
better writer. Email to wolfsblood1 at excite.com.  Thank you and enjoy 
the story.



Good Night Becky

By Wolfsblood Danzigson
  

Prologue

"Good night Becky", said Jack.  It made her cringe when he called her 
"Becky".  She'd always hated being called that, but had learned a long 
time ago that sometimes it just wasn't worth it to correct people.

"Just think, tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life.  Make 
sure you get some rest; we've got a big day tomorrow.  Sweet dreams 
beautiful", said Jack as he bent down and kissed her forehead.

Hearing him call her "beautiful" brought a tear to her eye.  She knew she 
was no longer beautiful, but once she had been the most beautiful girl in 
the room.  That seemed like a lifetime ago now.

As Rebekka Greene lay there, she thought about what Jack had said.  She 
had been a gorgeous woman, with her long blonde hair and big natural 
tits.  It was her tits that she'd been most proud of.  With them, she 
could get any guy, and many women to do anything she'd wanted them to do.  
She'd learned that trick at an early age.

Chapter 1

It was early in her fourth grade year when she had to give an oral book 
report in Mr. Crouse's Language Arts class.  She was nervous about it, so 
she decided to wear her lucky shirt.  It was a 'Hello Kitty' spaghetti 
strap halter-top.  It was getting a little tight on her, especially since 
she already had the beginnings of what would one day become epic tits.  
They were; however, little more than slightly pointy bumps at this time.

"Rebekka!" her mom exclaimed. "You can't wear that shirt anymore, it's too 
small!"

"But Mom, it's my lucky shirt! You promised to get me a new one, but we 
never found one, and I just don't like the 'Power Puff Girls'.  Please let 
me wear it?  I need to do well on this report," Rebekka pleaded.

"Fine," her mom sighed. It was tough enough getting her daughter out the 
door each morning without complicating matters, besides she was only 10 
years old and many of her classmates wore tight clothes these days 
anyway.  She didn't understand why her husband could never seem to buy the 
right size clothes for their daughter.  Everything he picked out always 
seemed to be at least one size too small when he bought it.  'Typical 
male,' she thought. 'They never pay attention to size tags.'  In reality, 
Rebekka's dad knew exactly what he was doing.  He loved seeing his 
daughter in the tightest clothes he could get past her mother, which 
wasn't all that hard to do since his wife could be talked into just about 
anything. "At least wear your bra, I can see your nipples right through 
that shirt," her mother told her.

"MOTHER!" Rebekka snapped embarrassedly.  The child quickly plastered her 
hands over her budding breasts. "I will NOT wear my bra, the straps will 
show. And EWWWW! Why do you have to talk about them that way?"

Mrs. Greene just sighed; she could see that this conversation was doing 
nothing to get them out the door.  "Whatever.  Just please get your shorts 
on, get your book bag and meet me in the car. I don't want you to be late 
for school again," and with that she left her daughter to finish getting 
dressed.

After her mother left the room, Rebekka removed her hands from her chest 
and took a moment to gaze at her reflection in the mirror on the back of 
her door.  If she stood just the right way, she thought that maybe she 
could see her nipples poking against the material of the shirt.  'It's 
probably just because the air conditioner is on,' she thought.  As she was 
admiring her reflection, and thinking that the girl she saw staring back 
at her was becoming pretty, she heard her mother honking the car horn 
impatiently. "COMING," she yelled, knowing full well that her mother 
couldn't hear her, and she pulled her shorts most of the way on, grabbed 
her books and rushed out.  She figured she'd button her shorts on the way 
to school.

When Rebekka walked into Mr. Crouse's classroom, she had remembered to 
button her shorts, but forgotten to zip them up and her teacher could see 
her pink panties peeking through the gap in her too tight shorts.  The 
next thing he noticed was the girl's chest, and it was all he could do not 
to stare either between her legs, or at her chest as he greeted her. 
Rebekka was the first student of the day to give her book report.  As was 
Mr. Crouse's custom, he took her outside the classroom to coach her on the 
proper way to present an oral report.

"Now Becky, remember to pull your shoulders and head back, and stand up as 
straight as you can. This will give you an appearance of confidence, and 
people will be more likely to pay attention to you.  You might also want 
to try to stand with your feet slightly spaced apart.  Sometimes when 
people get nervous, they lock their knees, or allow their legs to shake 
too much.  Leaving a little room between them gives you a firmer base, and 
that makes you more relaxed."  It was the same advice he gave all the 
students, but he was especially looking forward to watching the pretty 
little girl give her report.

Rebekka flashed a look at her teacher. "Ok Mr. Crouse, but please don't 
call me Becky."  People were always calling her 'Becky', and she hated 
that.  It made her feel like a little girl, and she wanted desperately to 
be thought of as a grown up.  After all, she was in the fourth grade 
already. She was practically a woman; at least that's what her daddy kept 
telling anyway.  When they were around her mother, her dad referred to her 
as 'Daddy's little girl', but out in public, or when they were alone with 
each other, she was always 'Daddy's little woman' or 'Daddy's lady'.  A 
grown up.

"Ok, darling," Mr. Crouse smiled. "Just remember; head and shoulders back, 
chest forward and try not to stare at your classmates.  You'll do just 
fine.  Now let's go back in and hear about the book you read."

Rebekka followed Mr. Crouse back into the room, and took her spot in front 
of the blackboard.  She took a deep breath, and thrust her shoulders back 
and her chin up.  Of course this only served to thrust her developing 
chest forward, straining the already tight fabric to nearly the breaking 
point.  There was an audible gasp as both boys and girls were treated to 
the sight of two firm pointy tits topped with erect nipples in a 'Hello 
Kitty' halter-top that suddenly looked like it had been painted on the 
girl.  She flinched, and brought her shoulders forward thinking she'd done 
something wrong, but a smile and a thumbs-up sign from her teacher 
reassured her that everything was fine.  Again she thrust her chest out, 
this time ignoring the gasp, and 3 minutes later she had an A+ on her book 
report even though her teacher had paid little attention to her actual 
report.

For the rest of the year she made sure to always wear the same shirt every 
time she gave book reports or had to take tests just in case it really was 
a lucky shirt. By the time the school year ended it was nearly a belly 
shirt on her, and because of the rate at which her breasts had grown the 
school had sent home a couple of notes stating that she was close to 
breaking the dress code. Her mother always protested against her wearing 
the shirt, but Mr. Greene just told his wife that their daughter looked 
fine, and Rebekka got to wear it.  She also made sure she never wore her 
bra with the halter-top, because the straps showing embarrassed her.  This 
made her very popular with her male teachers and several of the women as 
well since her nipples were often visible under her shirt. She had also 
discovered that when she wore loose fitting shirts with wide-open collars, 
her teachers seemed to give her extra help and tutoring.  She hadn't 
realized yet that they were only doing that in order to look down her 
shirt to see if she was wearing a bra that day, which she usually wasn't.  
Her parents were also thrilled to see how her grades had improved from her 
third grade report cards.

That spring, Rebekka made the club soccer team she had been trying out 
for.  By this time, she'd realized that there was something different in 
the way people, especially men, treated her when she wore tight clothes.  
Her breasts were now a large A-cup, which considering that the rest of her 
teammates were flat chested made her stand out.  She was a good player, 
but not a great one so she wasn't getting the playing time she wanted. 

Rebekka went to her coach's office after practice one day. "Coach Pike, 
what can I do to get more playing time?" Rebekka asked.  She'd made sure 
to pull her shoulders back and thrust her chest out like her teacher had 
taught her to the year before.  Naturally since her father had been the 
one to order her jersey, it was already very tight and this only served to 
accentuate her tits.

Coach Pike had a hard time looking at the girl's face as he answered. "You 
need to work on your foot skills, passing, and shooting," he stammered 
staring at the 11-year-old's chest.

Noticing this, Rebekka decided to take a bold step.  With her heart 
hammering in her chest, she opened her mouth.  "Would you like to see them 
Coach?" She asked shyly.

After what seemed like an hour, Coach Pike nervously said, "Yes."

Rebekka slowly raised the front of her navy and gold soccer jersey pausing 
just below her bra.  'It's now or never' she thought, then slowly 
continued to raise her shirt revealing the lacy red Victoria's Secret bra 
her mother had bought her for her 11th birthday the week before.

Coach Pike's eyes went wide at the sight of the youngster's bra covered 
tits.  Rebekka enjoyed the response she was got from her coach, so she 
started rubbing her boobs for his enjoyment.  

"So coach, you think I can see some more field time now?" she coyly asked. 
Coach Pike just nodded his head, never taking his eyes off of her pretty 
tits.  Rebekka made a point to flash her bra-covered chest to her coach 
every chance she could over the next few weeks. This kept her in the 
starting lineup until she missed 2 wide-open shots in a close game that 
they lost by one goal to their archrival.  Coach Pike benched Rebekka, and 
then called her into his office after the game.

"Becky, you can't keep missing shots like that," he said.  "I can help you 
work on your skills, but you need to meet me half-way. You have to want to 
get better if you expect to improve and stay in the starting lineup."

As if on cue, Rebekka pulled her jersey off again, this time taking her 
bra with it.  They weren't worried about being interrupted; Coach Pike 
always locked the door, and drew the blinds when talking to any players or 
parents.  It was understood that these matters usually required privacy.

"That's not going to be enough this time Becky.  Other parents are 
hounding me about your playing time already.  If you aren't going to work 
harder on the soccer field, you're going to have to make it more worth it 
for me to keep playing you."  He paused to let that sink in for her.  "So, 
what do you propose we do next?"  Rebekka stood there for a few moments 
not saying anything. After about a minute she walked up to her coach and 
placed his hands on her young, almost B cup tits. 

Coach Pike was ecstatic. After weeks of ogling her, he finally had the 11 
years old girl's firm tits in his hand.  "That's a good start sweetheart 
but as nice as your tits are, I was thinking about something a little 
more" he told her while fondling her breasts.  Deciding that he was 
already screwed if any authorities found out what he'd already done, and 
figuring he had nothing to lose, but potentially a lot to gain he slid his 
hands down the girls ribcage until he reached the top of her soccer 
shorts.  "Let's see what we have under here, shall we?"

Not waiting for her to respond he slid his hands into the girl's shorts, 
and quickly slipped them off her hips and down her lean legs.  After 
seeing several sexy bras on the girl, he was a bit surprised to find a 
pair of basic cut, childish looking 'Hello Kitty' bikini panties on her.  
It was almost enough to cause him to stop what he was about to do, but 
once he smelled the musky scent coming from the girl, he knew he had to 
see the 11-year-old girl nude.  Cupping Rebekka's young ass in his hands, 
he hooked his fingers into her waistband, and revealed the prize between 
her legs.  

Coach Pike was awestruck by the beauty of the girl's preteen pussy. There 
wasn't even a hint of hair on her, and it took him scant seconds to grab 
her bare ass and bury his face in her cunt.  Rebekka almost swooned from 
the surge of pleasure exploding from between her legs.  She'd never felt 
anything as exquisite as what was happening to her now.  Coach Pike had to 
quickly grab her to prevent her falling down as her knees buckled and he 
laid her back across his desk.

"FUCK!" she screamed as she lost control of her body and exploded with her 
first ever orgasm right into the waiting mouth of her soccer coach.

"I may take you up on that offer another day Becky, but for now you're 
back in the starting lineup. I'll have to move you to another position 
until you're ready to be the star though," her coach told her as they both 
caught their breath.

"Fine with me, but my name -(TM)s not 'Becky', it -(TM)s Rebekka," she replied still 
in a post orgasmic swoon, not really understanding what she was agreeing 
to. 

Two months later, just days before she started her fifth grade year, her 
coach again had her nude in his office, this time though she was on her 
knees.  "It's about time you learned how to suck cock," he told Rebekka. 
"It's a skill that if you learn well will take you anywhere you want to go 
in life."  With that he unzipped his pants and told her to reach in and 
pull his cock out.

Rebekka was shocked; it was the first cock she had ever seen.  She had 
never even seen pictures of a penis, and now her coach was telling her to 
put it in her mouth.

"Don't you pee out of that?  Why would you want to put it in my mouth?"  
Rebekka was quite confused by this turn of events, and more than a little 
afraid that her coach was going to pee in her mouth.

"Ha ha ha!  Yes darling, I do pee from my cock, but you don't have to 
worry I will not pee in your mouth.  However if you put it in your mouth 
and suck on it it'll make me feel very good and make me happy.  And as you 
know by now, when I'm happy, you get to do what you want to do.  Now, lick 
the end of my cock like I licked your pussy, and then open wide and take 
as much of it into your mouth as you can and suck on it."


Soon with a bit of coaching she was sucking his cock like, well not quite 
like an old pro, but it was certainly the best blowjob Coach Pike had ever 
had simply because of who was giving it to him.

Coach Pike pulled the 11-year-old girl's mouth off of his cock. "Now 
honey, it's time to make you a woman," he said, and with that he laid her 
on her back across his desk causing her solidly B cup tits to stand up 
proud.  He quickly stripped off his soccer shorts, and after quickly 
licking the child's cunt, and carefully fingering her to moisten her 
without breaking her hymen, climbed on top of her.  He paused a few 
seconds to relish the virginal girl below him before guiding his throbbing 
cock to the entrance of her underdeveloped womb.

"This will hurt for a short while, but you'll be enjoying it soon enough," 
he told her.  Rebekka was shaking with equal parts fear and excitement.  
The sight of the man's 8 and a half-inch cock fascinated her as she stared 
at it between her breasts while he guided it to her pussy.  She could feel 
the pressure mounting on her juvenile cunt as he gently, and then more 
forcefully pushed against her opening.  Slowly she felt her pussy open and 
then felt a strange pressure inside of her pussy. Coach Pike placed his 
hand over the girl's mouth and rammed his cock all the way to the bottom 
of her cunt.  Suddenly it felt like someone had shoved a red-hot poker up 
her pussy, and she screamed into her coach's hand as her hymen tore and 
she felt the entire length of his cock suddenly plunge deep into her 
pussy.  Coach Pike paused for a moment both to let her adjust to suddenly 
not being a virgin anymore, and to enjoy the exquisite tightness of the 
girl's pussy.  Before long though, he was pounding the kid's pussy for all 
she was worth before burying his length inside her and emptying his balls 
into her.  Rebekka was worried when he pumped his full load into her 
unprotected womb, but figured she was safe since she wasn't having her 
periods yet.  It was the first time he had cum inside of a young girl, but 
far from the last.  

He fucked Rebekka regularly after that while devising ways to get his cock 
into other young girl's bodies.  He often used Rebekka as both an 
accomplice and bait to get other girls interested, and as long as they 
weren't having periods yet, he made sure to cum inside their cunts.  Once 
the girls started having periods, he made sure to use condoms, or cum in 
their mouths.  They were quite successful at it as well, as more than once 
he was able to fuck five or more girls in an orgy at his house.  The first 
one was set up when his 8-year-old daughter invited her friends and some 
of the girls on the soccer team to a slumber party at their house.  Coach 
Pike, who had stocked up on viagra, fucked them all throughout the night 
and the next morning, including his 8-year-old daughter.  It was that 
night when Rebekka learned how much she loved girls, both her own age and 
especially younger girls.  She absolutely loved rubbing her boobs against 
the other girls flat, undeveloped chests and having them suck on her 
tits.  But it was their hairless pussies that really drove the youngster 
wild, especially if she could still taste the hint of the child's piss 
when she went down on them.  Her favourite moment was when she cleaned 8-
year-old Cindy's pussy with her tongue right after she pissed, and then 
licked her to get her ready for her daddy to pop her cherry in front of 
her friends.  When Coach Pike pulled his cum and cherry-blood coated cock 
out of his daughter's prepubescent pussy, Rebekka immediately sucked the 
juices off, reveling in the depravity of it all. By the time she had moved 
up to the next soccer age group, she and her coach had fucked most of the 
girls on the team and for the next several years she continued to help him 
fuck as many young girls as they could.

Chapter 2

Now that she realized the power she had over grown men, she figured it 
might be worth it to see what perks she could coax out of her daddy. It 
hadn't been lost on her that Daddy liked buying clothes that were too 
small and tight on her.  When her mother wanted to get her a one piece 
bathing suit, Daddy came home with not one, but two bikinis neither of 
which had much material to them.  One day when Rebekka and her dad were at 
an Abercrombie & Fitch store in the mall, she decided to see how far her 
dad would go.  She led her dad to the girls' clothing section and picked 
out several pairs of panties, all thongs and string bikinis in youth sizes 
while he absentmindedly looked around the store checking out the cute 
girls of various ages.

"I need some new panties Daddy, what do you think of these?" the 11-year-
old asked. The thongs had 'Wink, Wink' and 'Hottie' printed on the front 
of them, while one of the string bikinis had a pair of lips printed right 
over the crotch, and the words 'Kiss This!' emblazoned across the ass.  
The others had similar things printed on them, including a pair that had 
swirls that he thought looked like little cocks and balls, but figured it 
had to be his imagination playing tricks on him.

"I, umm... well..." he stammered.  His mind was blown.  He knew he should 
have been outraged that this store was selling these things to children, 
but now that he had seen them he began picturing what they would look like 
on his daughter.

"At least let me try them on and see if they fit," Rebekka pleaded.  Her 
father just nodded and figured he now knew what he would be masturbating 
about that night.  She led her dumbfounded father to the changing rooms, 
and when the clerk wasn't looking dragged him into the booth with her.  
She put her finger to her lips to signal silence, and motioned for him to 
sit on the bench.  Her dad quickly lifted his feet so that to anyone 
passing by, it looked like there was only one person inside the changing 
room.  She quickly unsnapped her shorts and slid them down her legs, then 
dropped her lace panties.  Dan Greene couldn't believe he was looking at 
his 11-year-old daughter with nothing on.  He hadn't seen her pussy since 
she had been a toddler and he'd given her baths, but this was totally 
different.  He knew her pussy was wet because he could see the shine, and 
saw rivulets running down her leg.  There was also the telltale smell of 
wet pussy, and it was driving him wild.  He also began wondering if she 
was sexually active yet because her labia appeared to be swollen, but 
quickly dismissed this thought with a slight shudder.
 
She started out with the 'Hottie' thong, and one by one tried the others 
on, always tossing the used ones to her dad to hold for her.  Once she 
caught a glimpse of him bringing a pair to his nose, and the next pair she 
made sure to pull so far up that the crotch was nearly inside her pussy.  
Not once did they say anything during the 'fashion show', but when they 
left her dad bought every pair for her.  And yes, the swirlies on the one 
pair were indeed drawings of little cocks and balls.

Chapter 3

A couple of days later Rebekka's mom Cindy was leaving on a Wednesday 
evening to go to a scrapbook convention in Detroit with her sister and a 
three other ladies for an extended weekend.  Normally Dan would have made 
some comment about having fun with the other women, and not to forget to 
take pics in the hotel room, but he was still trying to wrap his brain 
around what had happened with his daughter in the changing room at the 
Abercrombie store.

"There's leftovers in the fridge, and remember Becky has a soccer game 
this Saturday," Cindy called out from the car. "You could also take her 
out to dinner.  It'd be nice for you two to get some time together since 
you're at work so much.  Also, I won't be home till late Sunday since the 
exhibit hall doesn't shut down till 5:00 on Sunday, then it's at least a 5 
hour drive home." And with that Cindy Greene left to pick up the other 
ladies for their trip.
 
Normally Dan would have been excited for a chance to spend 4 days alone 
with Rebekka.  They would have gone from one battle royale to another on 
their Sony Playstation.  This time; however, Dan was more than a little 
afraid to be alone with his daughter, and a part of him was also excited 
at the prospect.  This fact frightened him.  Surely she couldn't have been 
aware of what she was doing in the changing room; after all she was only 
11.  He was certain that she would have done the same thing if her mom had 
been there; it was simply a case of her being afraid of being alone, and 
being comfortable around her parents.

Rebekka watched her mom drive away from her upstairs bedroom. 'This is 
it,' she thought, and she put her "Hello Kitty" halter-top on, which by 
now didn't even come down to her belly button and was so tight you could 
clearly see the shape of her boobs though the shirt.  Naturally she didn't 
wear a bra either.  She also put on the bright pink "Kiss This!" panties 
her daddy bought for her the other day, along with the shortest skirt she 
owned.  Before leaving her room, she checked herself out in her mirror.  
She even turned around and bent over to make sure that her skirt would 
ride up far enough to show her panty-clad ass to her dad.  'Daddy won't 
know what hit him,' she laughed to herself, and then bounced down the 
stairs to join her dad for dinner.

"Hi Daddy." She announced cheerily while skipping into the kitchen.  Dan 
nearly dropped the container of lasagna he was getting out to reheat when 
he turned and saw his daughter.  He didn't trust his voice, so he said 
nothing other than "hi" while he went about making dinner for the two of 
them.  When dinner was ready he joined her at the table, this time sitting 
directly opposite from her.  Now that he had already seen her once, he 
could be somewhat more composed, although he did take time to 
surreptitiously check out his daughters budding breasts.  He had known 
that she was developing into a pretty young woman, but since she hadn't 
worn that top for several months, he hadn't realized how much she'd 
grown.  Her breasts stood well out from her body and the faded shirt was 
so tight that he could see all the delicate curves of her tits, and her 
nipples were clearly hard.

"You haven't worn that shirt for a long time.  I always liked it on you," 
he remarked casually.  At least he hoped it came off as a casual comment. 
"Oh shoot, I forgot to get the grapes out of the fridge."

"I'll get them," Rebekka blurted out before jumping up to go to the 
refrigerator.  The grapes were kept in the bottom drawer and Rebekka made 
sure to bend over at the waist to get them.  Dan dropped his fork on the 
floor when he saw her skirt ride up and saw "Kiss This!" written on the 
ass of his daughter's panties.  Dan didn't know what his daughter was up 
too, and one part of him wasn't sure he wanted to find out, but he stayed 
silent to see how this would play out.  Rebekka smiled when she heard the 
fork hit the floor. She was sure her daddy was looking at her ass, and 
wondered if he could see the growing wet spot on her crotch.  She remained 
like that for several seconds longer than necessary to make sure her daddy 
got a good long look before straightening up and coming back to the table.

Dan was glad he was seated at the table because it hid the growing 
erection in his pants and he hoped she didn't notice him blushing.  The 
rest of dinner was fairly normal; they talked about school and the fact 
that she had Thursday and Friday off because of teacher workshops.  
Fortunately Dan was a partner in an investment brokerage firm and could 
work from home as easily as he could from the office so he could stay home 
with Rebekka on Thursday and Friday.  

After dinner as they were clearing the table, he almost jumped out of his 
skin when Rebekka pressed her boob into the back of his arm as she reached 
past him to put her dishes in the sink.

"Jumpy tonight daddy?" she asked innocently. "You'd think I burned you," 
she laughed as she continued clearing the table.  "I'll finish the dishes, 
you get the Playstation set up.  I'm in the mood to play some Ridge Racer 
with you.

"Sounds great to me sweetie," he replied and kissed her on the forehead.  
Before he left the kitchen, he took a few moments to stare at his 
daughter's backside.  He had to admit that he liked what he saw.  She was 
fast becoming a very attractive girl. 'What the FUCK am I thinking!' he 
berated himself. 'She a FUCKING CHILD! Get a grip man!'  With those 
thoughts ringing in his head he went out and set up the game system and 
waited for his daughter to join him.  Soon she came out of the kitchen and 
sat cross-legged on the floor, causing her already short skirt to ride 
almost all the way up to her crotch.  Dan tried, rather unsuccessfully; to 
keep himself from looking at his daughter's crotch. He kept hoping for a 
glimpse of the lips that he knew were printed on the front of her panties 
and several times he got to see quick flashes of panty, but nothing 
significant.  They played several rounds of Ridge Racer before he finally 
told her that it was time for her to get her jammies on.  Suddenly his 
patience was rewarded as she spread her legs wide before getting up, 
giving her daddy a perfect view of the front of her panties.  Dan was hard 
almost instantly, and immediately started blushing as he quickly looked 
away.

"If I get my jammies on, can we play one more game?" She asked hopefully 
while sitting there with her legs spread.

"Of course, darling.  I'll refill my drink while you change," Dan replied 
while staring at his daughter's crotch before getting up to make another 
rum and coke for himself.

When she came back down the stairs Dan spit his drink across the room.  
His 11-year-old daughter now was wearing a black lace bra, but that was 
covered by a black mesh and lace babydoll nightie that didn't even come 
down to her crotch.  When his eyes got to her crotch, all he saw was the 
word "Hottie", and he knew that her ass was hanging out of the back.  He 
sat there stunned, staring at his daughter and vaguely wondering if her 
tits were really that big already or if she was wearing a padded push-up 
bra.

"Rebekka! What the FUCK are you wearing?" he exclaimed incredulously. He 
knew his mouth was hanging open stupidly.  He knew he should ground her.  
He knew he should take her over his knee and spank her bare ass.  He also 
knew he was terrified, not only of touching her, but also of the feelings 
in himself.

"Sally left it here a while ago, and it's so hot in my room at night, that 
it's more comfortable to sleep in this," she lied.  She had spent her 
allowance on it at Abercrombie and Fitch a few weeks ago and was waiting 
for the right opportunity to put in on.  She was afraid that maybe she had 
gone too far, and chewing on her bottom lip nervously just looked at her 
daddy with the best 'puppy dog eyes' look she could muster.  It worked.

"Alright," he said.  "Come back and sit down, but don't let your mother 
see that outfit.  She'll flip out for sure and neither of us will ever 
hear the end of it.  For now this will be our little secret, but you make 
sure to get it back to Sally soon." He had no idea who the fuck Sally was, 
but he figured whoever she was she couldn't have looked more beautiful in 
it that his daughter did.  Rebekka's lie worked.  In reality there was no 
Sally, but with all the different girls she knew from school and soccer 
she figured her daddy wouldn't remember their names.

Rebekka bounced over to her daddy. "I love you daddy," she said as she 
flung her arms around him and hugged him tight.  Dan hugged his daughter 
back, and she shifted around until she was sitting on his lap.  He was 
well aware that her naked butt was planted on his legs with only his jeans 
separating the two.

"So, what do you want to play?" he asked her.

Rebekka just responded by squirming her ass against her daddy's bulging 
cock. "I don't know, so I think I'll just sit here till we come up with an 
idea.  I do know I love sitting on your lap this way though," and she 
hugged him tighter mashing her bra-covered tit against his arm.  He could 
stop wondering if she was wearing a padded bra because he could feel her 
hard nipple pressing against his arm.  She didn't say anything more, but 
just kept grinding her ass against his leg while she brought his free hand 
to her left thigh just below her crotch.

"What are you doing sweetie?" he asked her softly.  One part of his mind 
was screaming at him to remove his hand from her thigh, stand her up, and 
make her change her clothes and go to bed.  Instead he just sat there 
stroking her leg and without realizing he was doing it gradually moving 
his hand up her leg.

"Just getting comfortable while I think of a game to play," she purred 
into his neck while continuing to grind her ass against her daddy's 
crotch.  She knew she had to get him so turned on that he wouldn't be able 
to stop himself or this would all be for naught.  The thought that she was 
actually trying to seduce her own father was so exciting to her that she 
took her free hand and began fondling her left breast through her bra and 
nightie. 

When Dan noticed this new movement from his daughter, he looked down at 
her and saw that she was working her tit over pretty hard.  He then 
noticed that his right hand had worked its way all the way under her 
nightie and was touching her thong right next to the word 'Hottie'.  
'Hottie', boy was THAT truth in advertising!  He could also see the 
growing wet spot on her panties as well as smell the delicious aroma of 
wet pussy.  Just then, Rebekka spread her legs and moved her daddy's hand 
directly to her pussy and pushed herself against his hand with a contented 
sigh.

Dan was now a lost cause and he rotated his hand to more fully cup her 
pussy and actively began to fondle his young daughter.  He also moved his 
left hand from behind her back and began to trace the line where the thong 
disappeared between her ass cheeks, and grabbed and groped her bare ass.  
By now the part of his brain that had been screaming at him not to molest 
his daughter had long since been shouted down by the rest of his mind, and 
it decided to sit back and enjoy the ride hoping his daughter knew what 
she was getting herself into.

When Rebekka felt her daddy begin to molest her, she knew she had won and 
that he would be fucking her before the night was through. She let him 
continue for a while before moving his hand up to her chest so could 
fondle her tits for a bit. Then she kissed him deeply on the mouth.  "Come 
upstairs with me daddy.  I have something special for you," she purred 
before standing up to put her wet pussy in her father's face.  She then 
turned around giving him a great view of the ass hanging out of her thong 
and started heading for the stairs.  Dan got up and after straightening 
out his cock in full view of his daughter; he followed her up to her 
bedroom.  When he got there, he saw she was standing next to her bed and 
had already begun to untie the front of her nightie, which was very 
shortly on the floor next to her bed.  She then walked over to her dad and 
pulled his shirt off.

She then walked back to her bed, and put her hands on her hips.  "Please 
undress me the rest of the way daddy."  Dan stood there for a moment, and 
then removed his pants. He figured if she was getting naked he might as 
well get naked too, but he left his underwear on for the time being.  Then 
he walked to his little girl, and reached behind her back to undo the 
clasp on her bra before sliding his hands around to the front to cup her 
tits when he took her bra off.  For the first time he was gazing on the 
naked breasts of his young daughter who had been teasing him all night.  
He wasted no time in fondling her naked breasts.  Then kneeling down so 
that his face was eye level with her crotch, he slid her thong down her 
legs.  For the second time in three days he was looking at her beautiful 
hairless pussy, although this time he was certain he would be doing more 
than just looking at it.

Cupping the girl's delectable ass, Dan looked up at her. "Can I lick it?" 
he stammered.

"Oh daddy, Please do.  I've wanted to be with you like this for a very 
long time.  Please don't make me wait any longer," she pleaded.

Dan didn't need to be told twice.  He inhaled deeply to make sure he never 
forgot the scent of her pussy, gently planted a kiss on her nether lips, 
and began licking her cunt. She let her dad lick her pussy for a while 
before pushing him away. Once she was sitting on her bed, Dan stood up and 
removed his underwear and watched as his preteen daughter took his cock 
into her mouth and began to suck on it.  Dan was in heaven watching his 
baby girl lick and suck his cock, and as he reached down to play with her 
titties, he realized this was not the first time she had sucked a cock and 
he wondered what else she had already done.  And with whom.  There would 
be plenty of time over the next few days to find out, but for right now he 
was far more interested in fucking the gorgeous little girl in front of 
him.  He pulled his dick out of her mouth, and laid her on her back.  He 
got in to her bed and after rubbing the head of his cock on her hairless 
slit, slowly began to push inside of her.  His suspicions were confirmed 
when he met no resistance and it only took a few thrusts to get his cock 
all the way inside her.  He lifted up briefly and was treated to the sight 
of his prick obscenely stretching the girl's pussy lips, before beginning 
to fuck her in earnest.

"Oh God daddy!" she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME! Fuck that pussy 
with your cock!  Cum in me! Yeah, give it to me daddy!  OH MY GOD I love 
YOU!"  Hearing the obscene things coming out of the girl's mouth was 
driving him wild.  Her pussy was quivering in a thunderous orgasm when Dan 
reared back and pounded deep inside her and unleashed a torrent of sperm 
directly into her young cunt.  He kept his cock in side her while they 
basked in the afterglow, and since he was still hard, he rolled her over 
on to her hands and knees and grabbing her cute butt in his hands, pushed 
his cock back into her pussy and fucked her doggy style until he dumped 
his second load into her womb.  He rolled them onto their sides and 
fondled her tits while they drifted off to sleep with his cock still 
inside her.

Chapter 4

As Dan began to awaken the next morning, he was aware of a warm body in 
bed with him and groggily assumed it was his wife.  Then he realized that 
the naked ass his hard cock was pressed up against was much smaller than 
his wife's, and the tits he was fondling were also smaller, and he was 
jolted awake with the memories of last night rushing at him. 'OH MY GOD! I 
RAPED MY DAUGHTER!' his mind screamed.

"Mmmmm, good morning Daddy," the girl purred.  "Thank you for last night, 
I've been wanting you to fuck me for a long time.  Can we do it again?" 
she asked him with a wide smile.

"Ummm, well... we'll see about that.  I'm just going to go to the bathroom 
and then get breakfast ready.  You come down when you're ready."  And with 
that Dan hurried out of his daughter's room to get cleaned up for 
breakfast.  He had just finished making the oatmeal and toast for them 
when Rebekka strode into the kitchen wearing the new panties with the 
drawings of the cocks and balls on them and nothing else and quickly took 
her seat at the table.

"Rebekka! Why don't you have a shirt on?"

"Well, you've already seen my tits and played with them, plus we've also 
had sex.  Why should I hide them when nobody else is around?  Don't you 
want to see them?  Are they too small, or ugly?" She seemed worried that 
her father didn't desire her anymore.

"No, that's not it, quite the opposite in fact.  I WANT to see and touch 
your breasts again, and that's the problem.  I'm your father, and you're 
not even a teenager yet.  I shouldn't have done what I did to you last 
night," he replied sheepishly, even though he never looked away from her 
body.

"Oh daddy," she laughed.  "You did exactly what I wanted you to do, and I 
want to do it again.  Mom doesn't ever have to know."

Dan relented and allowed her to eat breakfast topless.  While they ate 
they discussed a great many things, including who popped her cherry.  She 
left out the parts about the orgies, the sex with even younger girls, and 
her soccer coach using her to get other girls for him to fuck.  She also 
told him she wanted to learn as much about sex as she could, and that she 
planned on being naked, or in lingerie during the next 4 days.  Dan gave 
her the code to turn off the CyberNanny program installed on the family 
computer and pointed her to some porn sites to keep her occupied while he 
did some work on his computer.  

While he checked the stock markets for his clients, he occasionally looked 
over at his 11-year-old daughter to see her watching porn videos with one 
hand on her tits, and the other cramming at least a couple fingers into 
her snatch.  He smiled, 'This is going to be one HELL of a fun weekend.'

Early that afternoon, Rebekka called him over to her computer.   "Daddy, 
what are they doing?  Is he fucking that lady in the butt?"

"Yes sweetie, he is.  That's called anal sex, and a lot of people find it 
very pleasurable."

"Do you like it?" she asked looking up at him.

"Very much so.  Unfortunately your mother doesn't like it very much so I 
don't get to fuck her in the ass very often."  Two days ago he couldn't 
have imagined talking about sodomizing his wife with his daughter, but 
after cumming in her pussy twice last night, and encouraging her to look 
at hardcore porn, nothing seemed out of the ordinary anymore.

"Would you like to fuck me in the ass Daddy?  I think I'd like to try it, 
my butthole gets all tingly when I watch him fuck that lady's ass."  She 
looked dead serious.

"Well, if you're serious about this, I'm certainly willing to give it a 
try.  We'll have to get dressed though, because we'll need some lube from 
the store.  We'll also start out with my fingers so that you can get used 
to having things up your asshole."  They quickly got dressed and ran to a 
drug store several miles out of the small town they lived in.  The clerk 
looked at him strangely since he was with what appeared to be a young 
girl, and he was buying magazines, snacks, and a large tube of 
AstroGlide.  As soon as they got into the driveway, she started stripping 
off her shirt, and by the time they were in the garage, she only had her 
panties on.

Dan stripped as soon as they were inside, and led her to his bed since it 
was much larger than hers.  He had her get on all fours, and pulled down 
her panties.  The first thing he did was lick her ass crack, then he 
spread her cheeks and licked through the valley between them spending a 
lot of time on her tight asshole.  He then lubed up his index finger and 
began working it around her opening.  Slowly he started working his finger 
into the youngster's ass continuing to add more lube.  Soon he had two, 
and then three fingers up his daughter's asshole and was working on 
spreading them out slightly so he could gently stretch her butt hole.
 
Rebekka never complained, or cried out but just moaned and squirmed 
against his fingers.  Satisfied that she was as open as she could be, and 
that she was still willing to go through with this, he spread a generous 
amount of lube onto her backdoor opening, and onto his cock as well.  He 
climbed up onto the bed, and spread her butt cheeks with his hands.

"Are you sure you're ready for this baby girl?"

"Please fuck my ass Daddy," was all she said.

Slowly Dan began to push against the young girl's sphincter.  It resisted 
initially, before suddenly opening and letting the head into her butt.  
Rebekka just groaned and began pushing back ever so slightly.  Dan pushed 
forward some more, and a couple more inches slid up her backside.  Dan 
paused to take the sight in.  He was awestruck at the beauty of seeing 
more than half of his cock buried in his daughter's cute butt.  He pulled 
out again, squirted some more lube on his cock, and pushed back in, much 
harder this time.  With a guttural grunt from her he planted the entire 
length of his cock into the depths of her ass.  He left it fully seated, 
and began to grind her ass in circles before slowly pulling most of the 
way back out and easing back in to the hilt.  A few more times of this and 
she was loosed up enough for him to really begin butt fucking her.  She 
never said anything as he pushed his way into her ass, at least nothing 
intelligible, but also made no effort to stop him.  The tightness of her 
ass, and the thrill of fucking his little girl in the ass, caused him to 
reach the peak after only about 15 minutes, and he increased his tempo and 
force until he slammed into her extremely hard and blasted the contents of 
his balls deep into her waiting bowels.  They spent the rest of the 
weekend fucking and sucking each other in every room of the house.  They 
never even closed the bathroom door when they had to use it, and were 
often in there together watching the other go and sometimes even cleaning 
each other up afterwards.  They also, naturally, never slept alone.

A few weeks later he called up an OB/GYN who was a client of his whom he 
strongly suspected had used inside information to have Dan buy a bunch of 
stock in a company that suddenly exploded in price, making the doctor a 
lot of money in the process.  He used that leverage to get him to put 
Rebekka on birth control without anyone asking invasive questions.  He 
simply told the doctor that he strongly suspected that his daughter was 
having sex with at least one boy at her school, and left it at that.

Over the next several years she continued fucking her soccer coaches and 
teachers, as well as her daddy and other men, women and boys whose favours 
she needed. She also soon started doing the same thing for her daddy that 
she had done for her coach so that Dan also got to fuck well over 20 
preteen girls, and at least 40 underage teen girls before she graduated 
from high school.  All the while her tits continued to grow until she had 
a solid 38DD rack to go with her 28 inch waist and 38 inch hips all packed 
into a 5'5" 138lb frame.  She was one hot high school kid, and she knew it.

At the end of her senior season, in order for the 17-year-old to keep her 
spot on the post-season roster, she had to get ass fucked by all the 
coaches, while eating the pussies of the head coach's 7 and 9 year old 
daughters.  It was well worth it to Rebekka as she reveled in the 
depravity of the situation, and loved the taste of the young girls' 
pussies.  That night also earned her a scholarship to college, as one of 
the men fucking her was her soon-to-be college coach.

As grade school, middle school, and high school went, so did college.  She 
was on the dean's list, not for her study habits, but because she fucked 
most of her teachers and well as the department heads.  Life to her was 
one big orgy, and she loved every minute of it.  

Chapter 5

	A sudden flash of light caught her eye and interrupted her trip 
down memory lane.  Looks like a storm brewing, she thought.  Sleep was 
likely to be in short supply tonight, but that was nothing new for her 
ever since she answered that ad in the campus paper for a personal 
assistant.

	Ah, the ad which changed her life.  It was a simple ad really.  
"Wanted: Personal Assistant.  No experience needed, will train.  Please be 
aware that due to the need to be available 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 
sacrifices will need to be made to take and keep this job, but the end 
result is always worth it.  Excellent compensation package available. 
Contact Jack." There was a number printed several times across the bottom 
of the paper, and she tore one of the slips off and put it in her purse. 
Rebekka thought about it for a while, and then decided to call.  She was 
nearing the end of her senior year at college and because of the way she'd 
gotten through school so far, and even though she would be receiving a 
business degree, she was really only qualified for two professions; 
prostitution and porn. Both were likely to pay someone with her skill set 
quite well, but neither seemed all that attractive to her.  After a brief 
phone interview, Jack sent a limo to bring her out to his estate for a 
formal interview.

	Rebekka knew she need to make a very good impression, so she wore 
the sexiest bra and thong set she had, and a shirt that was at least one 
size too small to further accentuate the size of her breasts.  Jack's 
estate was about 25 miles outside of town, and down a long private drive.  
She had to pass through a security gate, but given the size of the estate 
that wasn't surprising.  Jack obviously had a lot of money, and that only 
doubled her resolve to get the job before the night was over.

	She shouldn't have worried, for as soon as Jack saw her he knew 
she was the going to get the job, regardless of the actual interview.  Of 
course, he didn't let that be known to her, and as expected before he sent 
her home the next day he'd pumped loads of cum into all of her holes.  She 
started her new job the day after she crossed the commencement stage 
wearing nothing under her gown, but a bra covering her 40GG tits and the 
cum of 7 of her favourite professors leaking out of her ass and pussy and 
running down her legs.  

	The evening she arrived at Jack Crawford's estate to begin her job 
as his assistant, she was treated to an exquisite dinner consisting of the 
sweetest, most tender fillets she'd ever tasted.  The meal also included 
homemade sausage; complete with natural casings, and a fabulous roast.  
She had never tasted meats like these, and wondered if they were some kind 
of exotic game that Jack had specially prepared for the occasion.  She 
hoped that whatever dish had been prepared by the chef that night would be 
a regular on the menu.  After dinner various jellos, cakes and puddings 
were served for dessert.  It was plain to see that Mr. Crawford was a 
connoisseur of the finer things in life.

	Upon reporting for work, Rebekka had her phone, and all electronic 
devices taken and replaced with ones provided by Mr. Crawford's security 
chief.  "I hope you understand, " said Mr. Beckett, Jack's chief of 
security.  "Given Jack's standing in the world, it's imperative that we 
make sure that nobody knows where he is, unless we WANT them to know where 
he is."

	"I understand," replied Rebekka.  "I know all about the GPS 
tracking they put in these things today. I can still contact my family 
though, right?"

	"Only at approved times, and through secure channels, I'm afraid," 
he told her.  "Don't worry, you'll be able to visit your family at most 
holidays, unless there's something pressing that Jack needs you to take 
care of.  Also, if there's a family emergency, we have enough contacts out 
there to let you know and arrangements can, and will be made to 
accommodate.  Now if you don't mind, we really need to get down to the 
security clearance.  Please remove your clothing for me," Mr. Beckett told 
her.

	Rebekka was a bit taken aback, but after all, this was an 
extremely rich man she was working for, and Mr. Beckett was his right hand 
man.  Soon she was naked and the examination began.  Mr. Beckett took a 
great deal of time squeezing and kneading her large, firm breasts, 
apparently to verify that they were real, and that nothing was implanted 
within them.  An x-ray exam later confirmed that fact as well.  He also 
fingered her pussy until he had 4 fingers up her and he could feel the 
entrance to her womb.  Then he bent her over and fingered her asshole 
until he had 4 fingers up there as well.   At no time did Mr. Beckett 
explain what he was looking for during his examination of her body 
cavities, but he was apparently satisfied because he gave no indication 
that she had failed the examination in any way.

	Suddenly Rebekka felt a sharp stabbing pain in her left ass cheek. 
"OW!" she exclaimed. "What the fuck was that?"

	"Simply a vaccination my dear.  Jack often travels to foreign 
countries, and you will be expected to accompany him, and it wouldn't do 
to have you getting sick, now would it?" Mr. Beckett told her.  Rebekka 
was a bit unsure as to why the security chief and not a doctor was 
sticking needles into her ass, but by now it was too late to do anything 
about it.  "And now that the business has been taken care of, don't you 
think it's time for a bit of pleasure?"  Mr. Beckett winked at her as he 
began removing his pants.  Rebekka instinctively dropped to her knees to 
suck him off, but he had other plans.

	"Spin around, and bend over my dear," was all he said and soon he 
had his 9" cock buried in her ass.  She was sure it was a coincidence, but 
he seemed like every time he slapped her on the ass while sodomizing her, 
he hit her right where he'd given her the injection.  After a good 45 
minutes of fucking her ass, both her asshole and the spot where she'd 
received the injection were throbbing painfully.  To make matters more 
uncomfortable, not once during that time had Mr. Beckett touched either 
her breasts, or her pussy, and since she was forced to use both hands to 
hold onto his desk to keep from falling down, she wasn't able to touch 
herself.  Finally he tensed up, roughly squeezed her ass cheeks, and 
emptied his balls deep into her sore ass.  He seemed to make a point of 
keeping his cock buried to the hilt for as long as possible, almost as if 
he wanted to make sure his cum stayed in her ass forever.

	Once he finally removed his cock and wiped the residue on her ass 
cheeks, Rebekka looked for her clothes and found they were missing.  
Apparently sometime during the examination, or while Mr. Beckett was 
fucking her ass, someone had collected them.  "What am I supposed to wear 
on the way to my room?" she asked. 

	"Nothing. You have nothing that everyone else on the estate won't 
see eventually anyway.  Besides, it's late and most everyone else will 
already be in bed."  With a slightly cruel smirk, Mr. Beckett sent Rebekka 
Greene out into the hallway to make her way to her room, completely nude 
and with cum still leaking out of her freshly fucked ass.  Rebekka's new 
life had begun.

	When Rebekka got to her room, she found her own fairly expensive 
clothes had been replaced by a new wardrobe fashioned by some of the top 
designers in the world, and there was more lingerie in her closet then she 
was used to seeing in most stores.  She felt like she had died and gone to 
heaven.  Not only did it look like she would be having as much sex as she 
wanted, but she was also going to be dressing like a starlet.  She 
couldn't have been happier, and seeing the opulence surrounding her took 
away some of pain she was feeling in her ass.

	The next morning she was treated to a sumptuous breakfast 
consisting of eggs, bacon, the most delicious ham she'd ever tasted, as 
well as some wonderful caviar.  One day into her new job and she was 
eating like a princess.  Jack ate with her that morning and they went over 
the daily schedule for the day.  That became the morning routine for them, 
although the caviar was surprisingly missing in he following days.  
Sometimes there was caviar, but it was never as delightful as that first 
morning no matter which brand she was instructed to buy.  Rebekka found 
out that one of her duties was to be doing some of the shopping for the 
estate.  She would be given a list and spending money, and sent to the 
store with a bodyguard.  To the outside world, the two appeared to be a 
couple, but her handler was really there for both her safety and Jack's.
	
"Why do I always have to have one of the bodyguards with me when I leave 
the estate?" she asked Jack one morning.

	"If anyone were to know that you worked for me, and you were out 
alone, they might try to kidnap you and try to use you to get to me.  I 
know it seems like an inconvenience, but it's really for both our safety.  
Those who don't like me and want what I have, would do horrible things to 
you if they thought you would be able to lead them to me," Jack told her.

	She also found out that Mr. Beckett was right about everyone in 
Jack's employ getting to see her naked at one time or another.  Not that 
she minded fucking all the staff, and eating the pussies of the women and 
girls living there, but she did wish that at least sometimes Mr. Beckett 
would fuck her pussy, or at least not be so rough with her asshole.

Chapter 6
	
	She had been working for Jack for about seven months when she 
accompanied him on a business trip to Nairobi, Kenya.  Jack's limo driver 
took them to an inconspicuous shed-like building well off to the side of 
the main airport where they boarded his private jet for the flight to 
Kenya.  It was a smaller jet, so they made a few stops on the way, but the 
group never got off the plane until it reached it's destination.  That's 
not to say it was a boring trip by any means.  Jack briefed Rebekka and 
the rest of the senior staff on the specifics of the meeting, and the 
people they would be meeting there.  

Once that was done the adults on the plane spent much of the rest of the 
flight engaged in various aspects of sex while the kids watched, and most 
of the older ones joined in.  Rebekka was now a proud member of the "Mile 
High Club", and had initiated the 12-year-old son of one of Jack's 
bodyguards to the club as well.  She noticed the boy watching her 
intently, and once the man fucking her had finished, she crawled over to 
young Jeffrey and kissed him on the lips.  As she was passionately kissing 
him, she took his hands and placed them on her tits, which he immediately 
began to grope.  She broke off the kiss and pulled his shirt over his head 
and ran her hands all over the boy's bare chest.  The youngster was 
awestruck that this beautiful woman was touching him this way, and soon 
she had undone his belt and had pulled his shorts and underwear off.

Rebekka leaned back and smiled, as she took in the sight of this cute 12-
year-old boy naked before her.  He had yet to grow any pubic hair yet, and 
his small hard cock and smooth balls excited the hell out of her.  She 
quickly dropped to her knees and took his 4" cock into her mouth and began 
sucking the child's cock.  Jeffrey came in her mouth very quickly, and was 
embarrassed that he didn't last longer. He was afraid she would leave him 
alone now, but she greedily sucked it his cum, and after swirling his cum 
in her mouth and showing it to him, she swallowed every drop, and then 
sucked him hard again.  She then licked his balls and rolled him over to 
lick the boy's ass, even driving her tongue into the youngster's asshole, 
which only served to make his cock harder.  Once she was satisfied that he 
would stay hard for a while, she rolled onto her back, and had Jeff climb 
on top of her, and guided his small, thin cock into her waiting snatch.  
It was in every way the smallest cock she'd had inside of her in many 
years, but judging by the way she fucked back, you would have thought the 
kid was hung like a horse.  He still only lasted 10 minutes, but the 
stimulation of sucking her massive tits, and fucking her was too much to 
resist and he blasted his thin watery cum into her waiting pussy.

Fortunately the plane's bathroom also had a shower because she also 
volunteered to serve as a urinal for her fellow passengers, drinking as 
much of their piss as she could, and letting the rest of it cover her 
magnificent tits until she was completely piss soaked.

After everyone got cleaned up caught some much needed shuteye, and the 
plane landed at Nairobi International Airport, Jack and his senior staff 
were escorted to a waiting vehicle to take them to their meeting.  The 
rest of the passengers were taken to a secure hotel near the airport.  
Jack once again prepped Rebekka about the upcoming meeting.

"The man we're meeting is extremely rich, and very powerful.  You will 
never hear his name spoken, and as far as you're concerned, his name is 
'Mr. X'.  That is what you are to call him, and that's all you will hear 
anyone else call him in your presence.  Trust me, it is much safer for you 
to never know this man's true name. Curiosity is not your friend in this 
country.  When we meet him, do not speak until, or unless he addresses you 
directly.  In his culture women are subservient at all times, and in all 
things.  Good thing you were born American then, huh?" Jack laughed. 
"Remember, just follow my lead and you'll do fine.  I wish we were meeting 
someone less... "Jack paused for a moment, "Well, no matter. We're 
approaching his compound now anyway," and with that the van pulled up to a 
gate in an imposing 15' tall stone wall.  After a moment the gate opened 
and the van drone in.  She noticed that the gate closed immediately behind 
them and that there were heavily armed guards all around the compound.  
For the first time since taking her job, Rebekka was afraid for her life.

Upon exiting the van, Jack and his entourage were led to a building that 
could only be a security checkpoint.  Jack was allowed to proceed 
unimpeded, but the others were stopped and very thoroughly searched.   
Rebekka was forced to strip right there in the main office and had to 
endure the very thorough body cavity examinations of several of the male 
guards, while Jennifer; the 40 something lady who was Jack's financial 
advisor was far more politely "fondled" by the female guard and was 
allowed the dignity of keeping her bra and panties on.  Once everyone was 
cleared through security, Rebekka was allowed to dress.  She was not; 
however, allowed to put her bra and panties back on because the guards had 
decided to keep them as trophies.  It was of little concern to her though. 
It was stifling hot, and she was still young enough that her breasts were 
still very firm.

Soon they were escorted to the room where the meeting was to take place.  
Jack was already there, and there were refreshments set up for them.  A 
guard entered the room and told the guests to rise and then he snapped to 
attention.  A moment later Mr. X appeared at the door.  Rebekka was 
stunned by his appearance.  He was at least 6'9" tall, heavily muscled, 
and as black as ebony at midnight.  The crotch of his tight pants made no 
effort to hide the massive cock it was straining to contain.  Her pussy 
immediately started getting wet.

"Jack, my good friend.  So good to see you again," Mr. X said in heavily 
accented English as the two men hugged in greeting.  "And I see you have 
brought a lovely assistant to the meeting as well.  My, my, my but aren't 
you ravishing darling," he told her as he walked up to her.  He towered 
over Rebekka, and as she blushed with the compliment, he slid his hand 
under her skirt to cup her bare pussy.

Suddenly remembering both her manners and what Jack had told her on the 
ride over, she somehow managed to say 'Thank you' while he cupped, then 
pushed a finger inside her sopping cunt.  Mr. X fingered her cunt for a 
few moments before withdrawing his finger and raising it to her face.  She 
quickly got the hint and sucked her juices off his finger hoping that was 
what he wanted.  Mr. X smiled at her, then went over to Jennifer and 
cupping her nice tits in his hands, kissed her deeply on the mouth. 

Now that the introductions were over, the meeting took on a more serious 
tone.  Rebekka could understand very little of what was being said, as 
very little of it was spoken in English.  For a while it looked like Mr. X 
was going to get angry enough to strike Jack, but in the end things calmed 
down, and the 2 men shook hands and hugged to seal whatever deal had been 
brokered.  Both seemed pleased with the result.  

Chapter 7

After the meeting, Jack and his party were treated to a delicious meal, 
and entertainment provided by the women of the compound.  She was very 
surprised that the entertainment consisted of a striptease, and live 
lesbian sex show.  She had thought that his culture forbid that activity, 
but apparently it was good to be the king.  Soon each one of the women 
paired off with the others in Jacks group, with 3 women heading off with 
him.  Rebekka was waiting for a woman to choose her, but none did and she 
was left alone in the room.  Here she was, in a foreign country, in a 
heavily defended compound and she had no idea where she was supposed to 
spend the night.  Just then a naked man who had obviously had his balls 
cut off entered the room, and taking her hand, led her through a labyrinth 
of halls until they reached a massive door.  She was certain that M. X 
waited on the other side, and after the eunuch opened the door, she took a 
deep breath and walked in to the room.  She heard the door close and lock 
behind her with an ominous 'clank'.  

"Come in woman," was all Mr. X said to her.  She thought briefly about 
telling him her name, but decided he already knew it and if he chose to 
use it he would.  "Strip for me and make it sexy."  Rebekka knew this man 
was used to getting anything he wanted and figured that if it wasn't given 
willingly, he would take it by force anyway. There was no music to do the 
striptease by, so she played the "Stripper's National Anthem" 'You Can 
Leave Your Hat On' in her head and began to disrobe as sexily as she knew 
how.  Mr. X was apparently pleased because his large cock began to grow to 
enormous proportions.

Once she was nude she kept bumping and grinding to the imaginary music in 
her head, all the while coming closer and closer to him.  She looked at 
the massive 11" cock in front of her, and when she looked up as his face, 
Mr. X just nodded.  She cradled his cock in her hand and began licking the 
tip and all around the head.  It wasn't her first black cock by any means, 
but it was the biggest, and darkest she had ever seen in her life and the 
contrast between his darkness and her pale skin made her cunt gush.  Once 
she had licked all around the shaft, she began sucking his beautiful cock 
just like she had been taught by her 4th grade soccer coach.  She tried in 
vain to take his cock into her throat, but the angle was wrong and his 
cock kept catching at the back of her throat causing her to gag and 
retch.  Mr. X seem to enjoy watching, and hearing her choke on his cock, 
and several times shoved down on the back of her head to try to force more 
of his cock down her throat.  After about 15 minutes of this Mr. X seemed 
to have enough of her throat for now, and pushed her off his cock and made 
her lie on her back.  He roughly shoved 3 fingers into her soaked pussy 
and spread them wide inside her.  It was painful but she resisted the urge 
to cry out, not wanting to offend him.  Soon he lined his huge cock up to 
her pussy, and without warning tried to shove the entire length inside her 
cunt in one push.  Rebekka screamed in sudden pain, and he just laughed at 
her and pulled back and rammed another few inches into her.  She screamed 
again as he bottomed out at her cervix. 'Surely he can't get any deeper,' 
she thought, but Mr. X still had a few inches of cock left over, and was 
determined to get it all inside her.  He pounded her abused cunt several 
more times and she began to feel a strange pressure she had never felt 
before coming from deep within her womb.  Another couple of thrusts and a 
sudden sharp pain deep inside her, and she realized he had indeed shoved 
his cock though her cervix and was in fact fucking her uterus.   He pulled 
out slightly and rammed back in, this time mashing his heavy balls against 
her ass.  He had done it; nearly a foot of cock was buried up her cunt.  
He said nothing but smiled down at her and began fucking her in earnest.  
She was feeling sensations she had never dreamed of, and many times he 
pulled his cock out of her womb only to send it crashing back through her 
bruised cervix again and again.  After nearly 40 minutes of getting her 
womb fucked, he suddenly tensed up and buried himself to the limit and 
shot his sperm directly into her uterus.

"Ahhh, now that that's out of the way, lets see what other pleasures your 
body has in store for me," he laughed in that heavily accented English.  
"It took a while, but we finally got my entire cock up your cunt.  Lets 
see if your ass gives up its treasures any faster."  With that, he pulled 
out of her, and slapped her on the ass to entice her to roll over.  She 
was surprised to see that not one drop of the man's torrent of cum was yet 
leaking out of her stretched out pussy.  "Good thing your cunt has already 
slicked up my cock, no need to grease it, now is there?' he smirked 
sadistically.  Rebekka just gulped and said nothing, but shook her head 
for fear of offending this man.  "HA HA HA! I see Jack has you trained 
well already.  Normally I would just shove it up your ass using just the 
wetness already on my cock, but you work for Jack and that demands my 
respect.  I will allow you to squirt some lube into your ass to make it 
easier on you," and with that he handed her a tube of lube.  Rebekka took 
the cap off and squirting some on her finger, began lubing her ass, 
finally just taking the tube and squirting the contents directly into her 
rectum.  She had no desire to leave any inch of her asshole unlubed before 
he forced that monster into her ass.

When she was done and on her knees with her ass in the air, Mr. X grabbed 
the gorgeous globes before him, and after squeezing and caressing them, 
spread them open to gaze on her asshole.  He began rubbing his giant cock 
through the valley between her ass cheeks before climbing up on the bed 
and pointing his cock directly down at her clenching asshole.  "Loosen up 
woman," was all he said before beginning to force his way into her ass.  
There was that familiar sweet, delicious resistance as her asshole at 
first held the intruder at bay before succumbing at last to the 
irresistible force pushing at it.  As the ring of her sphincter gave way, 
she felt his cock begin to work its way into her bowels.  She was 
extremely grateful for being allowed to squirt lube into her ass because 
this was by far the thickest cock she'd ever had inside of her ass.  It 
took him several thrusts to finally smash his balls against her pussy, 
each time causing her to grunt and groan.  Once he was finally seated 
fully inside her ass, he remained still for a moment.

"You're quite an amazing woman.  Only 2 other women have managed to take 
my entire length inside both their cunts and asses.  I may decide to keep 
you for myself," he laughed and started really fucking the shit out of her 
ass.  He quite literally fucked the shit out of her too, as several times 
he pulled out to admire the gaping hole he left and watch the pulverized 
shit run out of her ass and down her legs.  It was a primal, animalistic 
ass fucking he gave her, and his pounding was relentless.  She felt sure 
he had driven his magnificent cock well past her colon, and was indeed 
fucking her intestines. He fucked her ass for what seemed like hours, but 
in reality was closer to 45 minutes before squeezing her ass cheeks so 
hard he left hand shaped bruises on them as he blasted another load into 
her orgasmic body, this time deep into her ass.  

Mr. X was still rock hard as he pulled nearly a foot of cock out of her 
bruised and stretched out ass and without giving her time to collect her 
thoughts, flipped her onto her back with her head at his crotch, and when 
she gasped for air, he shoved his shit and cum smeared cock into her 
mouth.  Rebekka fought down her gag reflex.  Her mind was reeling, no guy 
had ever shoved his cock into her mouth fresh from her ass, and the taste 
was almost too much for her at first.  Mr. X seemed to really enjoy her 
discomfort, and slid her forward on the bed so that her head was hanging 
off the edge.  It was them that she dimly noticed that his cum was leaking 
out of her still gaping ass but had yet to ooze out of her cunt.  In her 
new position, it was now much more of a straight shot from her lips to her 
throat, and Mr. X wasted no time in using her big tits as handholds to try 
to shove the entire length of his cock down her throat.  Before long he 
could see her esophagus distend as he began to throat fuck her.  Rebekka 
began to wonder if this was how she would die, and even though she was 
afraid, decided this was as good a way as any to go, but Mr. X was very 
careful not to choke her for too long.  Before long, she felt his heavy 
balls touch her nose, and then with a sudden thrust and they were mashed 
against her lips.

Mr. X was amazed to see his cock stretching her throat all the way to her 
collarbones.  "Damn woman!  You are truly one of a kind!  Remind me to ask 
Jack about renegotiating our agreement!"  With that he fucked her mouth 
and throat, several times burying himself in the woman's throat.  
Fortunately for her he didn't have much stamina left, and with a deep 
thrust let loose a shot of cum straight into her stomach before pulling 
back and pumping the rest into her mouth.

Rebekka was a mess.  She had shit and cum oozing out of her ass, she had 
bruises on her tits and ass, and could barely speak from the abuse heaped 
upon her vocal cords.  She was exhausted and had long ago lost track of 
the number of times she'd cum. By the time the servant girls came to 
escort her to her sleeping quarters, she needed help to walk.  The servant 
girls couldn't have been more than 14-years-old, and when they drew a bath 
and began to clean her up, she wished she had had the energy to molest 
them herself, but it was all she could do not to fall asleep in the tub.  
After her bath the girls helped her into bed, kissed her on the cheek and 
she fell fast asleep.

The same servant girls awakened her the next morning; although this time 
one had crawled into bed with her and had kissed her awake.  Instinctively 
she put her hand on the girl's chest and was shocked to find that the 
bumps she felt we're small, firm and pointy.  Perhaps they were younger 
than she initially thought, but there was no time to investigate further 
as the girl quickly climbed out of bed.  It was just as well since Rebekka 
was still very sore from the night before.  They quickly helped her get 
dressed and led her to the main dining area for breakfast.  When she got 
there she saw Jack and Mr. X in a very heated discussion.  Mr. X appeared 
to be quite upset, but again she didn't know what was going on because it 
was in the language of this man's clan.  Mr. X apparently didn't get the 
response he wanted, shot a withering look at her and Jack, and stormed out 
of the room.  Jack's party ate their breakfast in relative quiet, boarded 
the van when it arrived and made their way back to the airport.  Mr. X 
never reappeared to see them off.  It was on the plane trip back to the 
United States that Jack told her that the last argument had been about Mr. 
X wanting to buy Rebekka to be his sex slave and to have as many babies as 
she could for him, and that it was all Jack could do to get her out of 
there.

Chapter 8

Jack took Rebekka on several business trips over the next couple months 
and even though she was supposed to be on birth control, when she missed 2 
periods in a row, it became apparent that there was something going on.  A 
pregnancy test confirmed her suspicions.  She was knocked up.  She was 
terrified to tell Jack because she was afraid he'd fire her for being a 
liability.  He took it in stride and told her it wasn't the first time 
someone on his staff got pregnant.  Before long she had a baby bump that 
over the following months turned into a very large belly.  She figured 
that Jack's associates and clients would be turned off, but it was quite 
the opposite.  Jack did instruct them to be careful with her, and none of 
them so much as left a bruise on her.

Being pregnant does strange things to a woman's hormones and desires, and 
Rebekka was no different.  The hormones in her changing body flipped a 
kinky switch in her head, and she began to crave cum and piss. Every time 
someone would fuck her, she would try to get him or her to cum in her 
mouth, and if they had to piss when they were done, she knelt in a 
bathroom and let them piss on her, and drank as much as she could.  By the 
time her baby was due, she had drunk the piss of every single person at 
the estate many times, from the oldest gardener, to the youngest toddlers 
and loved every drop.

When her daughter was born she had her by vaginal birth, and as soon as 
Rebekka saw her she realized how fitting that was.  Her daughter was very 
dark, and she knew it was appropriate that her daughter would enter the 
world through the very same hole that her father's cock had penetrated 
deep within her 9 months ago.  Several men, including Jack, Mr. Beckett 
and Jeffery's father were in the delivery room with her, and while the 
doctors were cleaning up Rebekka's daughter Gwen, they took turns jacking 
off on her naked breasts, and before long her nipples and breasts were 
covered in a glaze of cum.  Soon the doctors brought Gwen back to Rebekka, 
and she guided her daughter to her cum coated breasts.  Gwen flinched as 
she tasted her mother's cum coated nipples, but was quickly nursing from 
both breasts.  To Rebekka's narcotic hazed mind, this was the perfect way 
for her beautiful daughter to begin her life.  This became a ritual over 
the first several months of Gwen's life.  Whenever possible Rebekka had 
one or more men cum on her nipples right before she nursed Gwen and it was 
quickly apparent that the infant preferred the taste of her cum coated 
tits, and nursed better than when she couldn't coat them with cum.  She 
was glad her daughter hadn't had to wait 11 years to taste cum for the 
first time.

By now she had been working for Jack for about 2 years, and due to the 
hectic schedule they hadn't had time to celebrate her 2-year anniversary.  
Then one day Jack told her that Jennifer had gone to work for one of his 
associates, and they were going to celebrate Rebekka's anniversary with a 
feast.   Rebekka was sad to know Jennifer was gone and surprised she 
hadn't said goodbye, especially since they had been lovers for quite a 
while.  She was really going to miss sucking on her tits, and eating her 
pussy.  She also felt bad that Jennifer was going to miss out on the 
feast.  She had always enjoyed the exotic dishes prepared by the chefs, 
and this feast was no exception.  There was the homemade sausage; various 
strips and cuts of tender, moist meats; a rump roast slow cooked to 
perfection; and of course the exquisite caviar.  This time there didn't 
appear to be as much and only Jack and Rebekka were served any.  She 
couldn't get over how different this caviar was from the kinds she bought 
at the store, and decided to ask the chef if he got it somewhere else, or 
just prepared it differently.

"The reason it tastes different is that it is wild caviar," Carlos told 
her. Carlos was Jack's executive chef. "The animal that provided the 
caviar wasn't farm raised, or confined to a holding pen.  It was also not 
canned or commercially processed.  In fact it was harvested only a day 
ago, which accounts for its bold and delicious flavor."

"It's not just the taste, but the texture and even the size of the eggs," 
she told Carlos.  "I can actually separate individual eggs in my mouth and 
hold them between my teeth.  Then when I gently bite down, I can feel them 
compress before popping and shooting their sweet juice into my mouth.  
It's almost a sensual sensation."

"That's also due to the freshness, and the wild nature of the caviar.  
Canned caviar has lost that texture.  It's very hard to come by, so when 
we do find some we make sure to serve it right away."

Chapter 9

Another flash of light, this time accompanied by a massive rolling crash 
of thunder startled Rebekka out of her reverie.  The thunder was so loud 
that it shook the entire house. 'Something close by got hit,' she 
thought.  She looked at the little digital clock by her bed. 1:38am. 
'Damn, feels so much later than that,' she thought. It was so hard to tell 
time since she was bed-ridden in the hospital ward down in the basement of 
Jack's estate.  Sometimes the hours felt like days, while other times the 
days ran together like the seconds ticking on a clock.  More thunder and 
lightning.  This storm reminded her of the night she lost her daughter 
Gwen.  Lost her daughter? More like she was taken from her.

Gwen was just over 1 year old and had been weaned off her mother's milk a 
month or so ago, except at bedtime, when Jack called Rebekka into his 
office.

"We have a problem," he told her.  "It appears that Mr. X has found out 
that you not only had a baby recently, but that he is the father and he is 
demanding to see her."

Rebekka sat there stunned.  "What do you mean 'see her'?  And how did he 
find out?"  She could feel the room spinning around her as she sat in 
front of Jack's desk.

"Apparently we had a spy in our organization who had found out about the 
deal I had to make to get you out of Kenya.  I'm sure that even with as 
much sex as you've had since coming to work with me that you remember that 
night in Mr. X's bedroom."  

Rebekka remembered it very well.  It was the most complete fucking she'd 
ever had.  She had never been so completely dominated, and even though 
she'd had countless orgasms, she knew it was not because Mr. X had cared 
one bit about whether or not she was satisfied.  She had simply been a 
slab of meat for him to use for his own pleasure and if he'd wanted to 
kill her there would have been no way for her to stop him.  The 
frightening thing was, she had loved it. However, she never wanted to 
experience it again for fear that he might kill her next time.

"The deal I had to make with him to get you back to the States was that on 
the off chance you got pregnant with his child, your child would be sent 
to live with him.  It was either that or make you stay there where he 
would have fucked you till you died, which would have been as soon as the 
fuck holes you were born with became too stretched out to be pleasurable 
to him.  He has fucked every one of my assistants but you're the only one 
he tried to keep for himself."

"Wait, what's this about my daughter going to live with him? I thought you 
said he only wanted to see her?" She asked.  "Am I allowed to go with 
her?  Will I get to see her after she goes to him?"  Rebekka felt like a 
fish out of water gasping for air.  "Can't we just ignore his demands?  I 
don't want my daughter growing up as a servant girl in his house."

"As powerful as I am, he is my equal, which is why we decided a long time 
ago to work together.  There is nowhere you could run and hide her.  His 
information network is nearly as extensive as mine, and his capacity for 
violence far exceeds mine," Jack told her.  "You should also know that 
your daughter will keep the name you gave her, and Gwen will be raised as 
a princess.  The people in his organization view Mr. X as a god, and your 
daughter will be untouchable as a demigod.  She will be pampered, and she 
will be told that you love her dearly and will return to her as soon as 
you can.  Your name will be revered as the mother of the goddess Gwen, and 
she will never want for anything.  If you were to go with her now, you 
would lose your 'Goddess Mother' status and I can assure you he would fuck 
you to death, and it wouldn't be pleasant.  That is what he told me before 
he stormed out of the room that morning.  Also, the servant girls in his 
employ were sold to him by their parents in exchange for protection 
against rival warlords.  They are treated well as long as they do 
everything his staff asks them to do, and once they reach age 20 are given 
the freedom to decide to stay or leave."

"Will my little girl be sex toy for him?" Rebekka was almost afraid to 
hear the answer, because even though she had been feeding her daughter cum 
all her life the thought of her being fucked by anyone, especially Mr. X 
was terrifying to her.

"You should be glad you had a girl instead of a boy.  Had Gwen been born a 
boy, Mr. X would have taken him and trained him to be as ruthless as he 
is.  Girls in his culture are not warlords or leaders.  They are servants, 
whores, or for the very few lucky ones, Goddesses.  Again, your daughter 
will be untouchable.  She will be regarded as the divine daughter of a 
living God.  She will be as safe with him as she would be if she stayed 
with you and not been his daughter.  You will be allowed to write to her 
and send her pictures and videos, and once she is old enough to reply to 
them, he has agreed to have her do the same to you. Direct interaction 
between the two of you; however, will not be permitted until she is 
entering puberty.  At that time it is understood that a mother's touch can 
be beneficial to a young goddess."

Rebekka finally agreed.  It's not like she really had a choice in the 
matter.  "When will they be taking her?"

"Gwen will leave the mansion with the emissaries and the nanny at 9:00 
this evening so they can catch their flight, so if there's anything you 
want to do to her, or with her you'll have the rest of the day to be with 
her."

Rebekka said nothing as she left Jack's office and went to get Gwen.  Gwen 
was quite the active toddler, and Rebekka had to make sure the bedroom 
door was securely shut to keep her daughter from escaping while changed 
her bedding to the plastic sheets she used for the especially kinky fuck 
sessions.  Then she stripped Gwen and herself completely naked, including 
removing Gwen's diaper.  She wanted nothing to come between her and the 
daughter she was about to lose and laid on her back with her daughter 
nestled between her big tits.  Gwen quickly climbed on top of her left tit 
and began to suckle.  She was rewarded by what was left of Rebekka's 
breast milk, and then promptly pissed all over her mother's tummy.  'And 
that's why I have the plastic sheets on the bed,' she laughed as her pussy 
started getting wet from the combined sensations of having her tit sucked, 
the piss running off her belly, and Gwen's foot rubbing her pussy.  
'Hmmmm,' she thought, 'if this is going to be the last time we're together 
for a long time, we might as well make it count.'

Rebekka had long dreamed that she would be the first one to lick her 
daughter's pussy when she got older, and now that Gwen was going to be in 
a foreign country without her for many, many years, it seemed likely that 
she wouldn't be the first.  Unless she acted now, that is.  The thought 
had no sooner occurred to her, than she had pulled Gwen's mouth off her 
tit and laid the girl on her back.  She paused a moment to gaze at her 
daughter's pussy before raising her legs and starting at the top of the 
girl's ass, licked her way to the child's chest.  She then spent several 
minutes licking the girl's ass, covering her cheeks with saliva, and even 
pushing the tip of her tongue as far into her asshole as it would go over 
and over again.  She then did the same thing to her pussy thoroughly 
enjoying the taste of fresh piss on her tongue.  She then very gently 
inserted her finger into her daughter's cunt, not far enough to damage her 
hymen, but just far enough to satisfy herself that she had been the first 
one in there, and safe in the knowledge that nobody could take that from 
her.

She then decided that turnabout is fair play, and that even though Gwen 
had eaten more cum in her young life than some women eat in 80 years, it 
was high time that she had her first taste of pussy.  Rebekka put her 
finger into her cunt and smeared her juice onto her nipple, which was 
still leaking milk and offered it to Gwen to suck on.  Gwen recoiled at 
first, and then latched on so Rebekka did it again, adding more pussy 
juice to her nipple.  A few more times and Gwen was no longer recoiling 
from the new taste, so she laid on her back, squirted some milk onto her 
hands, and rubbed it onto her pussy.  Next she moved her daughter between 
her legs and guided Gwen's mouth to her pussy.  Within a few applications 
of mother's milk to her pussy, and Gwen was licking her mommy's snatch 
with almost as much gusto as she herself had licked her own mother's pussy 
when she was a teenager.  Finally she took the child's arm and shoved it 
all the way up her pussy giving herself a thunderous orgasm.

After she came down from the high, she positioned her daughter between her 
breasts again, this time with her legs to either side of her neck so she 
could lick and suck her pussy whenever she wanted too.  Gwen pissed 
several more times, and this position allowed Rebekka to let it wash over 
her face, and drink what she could.  She also shit once, which was far 
less pleasant, but still easily cleaned up.  At 7:00 p.m. she gave Gwen a 
bath and got herself cleaned up as well, and laid her on her chest nestled 
once more between her magnificent tits.  By 8:30 she had Gwen dressed, and 
at 9:00 Mr. X's emissary took her beautiful dark-skinned daughter to her 
father's compound in Africa.  The storm raging outside matched the storm 
within her and she wondered if she would ever see Gwen again.

Chapter 10

Rebekka soon descended into a deep depression.  She still went about her 
duties of helping to keep Jack on his schedule, doing the shopping for the 
estate, and entertaining his clients and staff with her body, but she 
wasn't putting in the same effort that she had been.  This fact didn't go 
unnoticed by the men and women who were using her body, especially those 
who had used her before she had lost her daughter.

Gwen had been gone for just over 1 year when things reached a level where 
Jack felt he had to step in and bring Rebekka back into line.  He summoned 
her to his bedroom one evening to discuss the situation.

"Rebekka, I've had some complaints about your performance lately.  Several 
men have told me that when they fuck you, you don't work to fuck them 
back.  In the worst cases you just lie there and let them fuck you as if 
you were asleep, or dead.  Is there something wrong?  Are you that unhappy 
here?" He asked her.

"I'm just tired," she replied. "That's all.  Maybe I just need a little 
break from the routine."

"Do you want me to inform the staff that your body is off limits for a 
while so you can recharge your batteries and rekindle your passion for 
sex?"

"That would be good," she answered after a few moments.

"Ok.  I'll send out a memo that until further notice, you are out of 
action and your body is off limits.  Off limits to everyone except for 
myself of course, and Mr. Beckett.  Remember, you still work for me, and 
Mr. Beckett as security chief has the right to inspect everyone 
intimately, and that often includes fucking.  Though as you know he isn't 
likely to use you more than he does now."  And with that, Rebekka was 
"untouchable" to the rest of the staff and guests, at least sexually.

This became a routine of sorts.  For a month or two she was off limits to 
the staff, and then she would become the resident fuck toy again.  

Another year went by like this before Jack knew he had a decision to 
make.  The "one again, off again" sexual status of his personal assistant 
was becoming a problem, not just for him and his staff, but for the people 
he was entertaining as well.  He wondered if the time hadn't come to 
terminate her employment.  He wasn't happy to have to make this decision 
since she had one of the most fuckable bodies he'd ever had on staff, but 
if that body wasn't available to be used by the staff and guests on a 
regular basis, then that lowered it's value to him.  He had hoped that 
giving her a few rest periods would turn her around, but it was becoming 
apparent that she had developed an exaggerated sense of self worth and 
believed that she had a right to refuse to perform certain parts of her 
job whenever she felt like she was having a bad day.  Jack called Mr. 
Beckett and told him to do some targeted research at local high schools 
and colleges to see if Rebekka's replacement could be found.

Chapter 11

Jack summoned Rebekka to his office one evening.  "It seems that we've got 
a problem Becky.  Your refusal to perform all aspects of your job on a 
regular basis has created a stressful work environment.  It has also upset 
several of my clients, which has not only made me look bad in front of 
them, but has cost me money.  From now on you do what I say, when I say, 
and you fuck anyone I tell you too whenever, and wherever I tell you too."

"First of all, my name's Rebekka, not Becky.  Don't you EVER call me 
'Becky' again!  Secondly, who the HELL do you think you are to tell me 
that you have the right to force me to have sex against my will?"  Rebekka 
was outraged.  In defiance she stood as straight as she could, thrust her 
shoulders back like her fourth grade teacher taught her, and folded her 
arms under her chest and glared at Jack.  "I am a free woman, and I will 
do what I want when I want, and if that's not good enough for you, you can 
kiss my white ass!"

Jack punched a button on the intercom on his desk and after a couple 
'beeps' there was a grunt that came from the other end.

"Mr. Beckett, if you can tear yourself away from Carlos' ass, I need to 
see you in my office.  Oh, and bring LaTroy and Darnell with you.  There 
was a security incident recently that I need to discuss with the three of 
you."

There was the distinctive sound of bare flesh slapping against skin coming 
from the intercom.  "Yes sir," said Mr. Beckett breathlessly. "We'll be 
right there."

"I hated to interrupt him because he enjoys tearing up Carlos' ass almost 
as much as he does yours," said Jack. "Now what were we discussing?  Oh 
yea, your body.  I would encourage you to reconsider your position on the 
matter.  You seem to forget that I know all about your exploits in high 
school and college.  I know you used your body and not your mind to get 
your degrees.  You weren't qualified for any professions except for the 
porn industry and prostitution, and the porn industry would have chewed 
you up and spit you out within a year.  You may have had delusions about 
being some high priced call girl, but you're not smart enough for that. At 
best you'd be one of those 'escorts' you see advertised by her pimp in the 
back of those free entertainment weekly newspapers found in every bar in 
the region.  You might make a living at that for a while, but once the 
'shine' has been worn off of you after a couple years, you'd end up as a 
cheap hooker walking the streets until you'd been arrested enough times, 
or killed by a 'john'.  My hiring you saved you from being a cheap trashy 
streetwalker by the time you were 25."

Rebekka opened her mouth to interrupt him, but Jack cut her off before she 
could start.

"Shut your mouth Becky, I'm not quite finished here.  You also seem to 
forget it was me who helped you keep your child a secret from your mommy 
and daddy.  You could have told them about Gwen.  Your daddy is a big shot 
investment banker, maybe he could used his financial connections to keep 
your daughter out of Mr. X's hands, but you chose to give up the 
granddaughter your parents never got to meet so that you could continue to 
live the lifestyle you came to enjoy here."

At this point Mr. Beckett and his two top security lieutenants walked into 
Jack's office.

"Well," said Rebekka, "now that they're here, I'll leave you to discuss 
the security incident in private.  Besides, I have a lot to think about 
now that you've clarified my status."  In reality, she was planning on 
going to her room and packing as much of her clothes as she could and 
prepare to leave the estate that night.

"Not so fast sweetheart," Jack replied.  "Beckett, this is the security 
problem I mentioned.  Apparently she has developed an exaggerated sense of 
self worth.  You three may now rape her, and you may be as rough as you 
wish.  All I ask is that you not inflict any permanent damage to her 
body.  It may still be useful to me if she learns her lesson."

Rebekka instantly bolted for the door, but she wasn't quite fast enough.  
LaTroy reached out with one massive hand and grabbed her arm and spun her 
around with enough force that she was sent crashing into the office wall.  
The wind was momentarily knocked out of her, and as she slid down the wall 
her mind was reeling.  True, she had fucked all three of these men many 
times, but it had always been by choice.  Surely Jack only wanted to scare 
her and would call this off before it went too far.  The next thing she 
knew, Darnell was picking her up and had her arms pinned behind her back 
causing her very large tits to strain the fabric of her shirt.  LaTroy 
roughly grabbed her tits before putting his hands inside the collar of her 
shirt, and ripping her shirt violently down the front.  Her 42H tits were 
encased in a spectacular black and white lace Victoria's Secret Bombshell 
bra.  It was one of her favourite bras, and when she saw LaTroy pull out 
his switchblade knife she suddenly wished she had worn a different bra 
that day.

When LaTroy snapped the 6" blade open right in front of her face, Rebekka 
pissed her panties.  Darnell just laughed and used his knee to spread her 
thighs, and began rubbing his leg against her piss soaked pants.  LaTroy 
casually turned the knife around, letting the light catch on its keen edge 
before dragging the flat side all over and around her tits.  He then lined 
the point up with her nipple and gently pressed forward with just enough 
force so that she could feel the pressure of the blade pushing her nipple 
inward, but not enough to cut her.  Then he slid the blade between her 
gorgeous breasts, and under the thin band holding the cups of her bra 
together.  With the flat side against her skin, he began sawing his way 
through the hardened material of her bra, cutting through it in short 
order, and only nicking her tits a couple times in the process.  Rebekka 
looked pleadingly at Jack, only to find him balls deep in Mr. Beckett's 
ass.  She knew for sure then that she was in for the worst night of her 
life.

LaTroy then grabbed her by the throat to immobilize her while Darnell 
pulled the shredded remains of her shirt and bra off, before ripping her 
wet pants down her legs.  He then took LaTroy's knife from him and quickly 
sliced her panties off and stuffing the piss soaked garment into her mouth.

"Make sure she doesn't enjoy the fucking she's about to get," Jack grunted 
as he fucked his security chief's ass.  "You know how much she enjoys sex, 
and this isn't for her enjoyment, it's to teach her a lesson in respect."

"Gotcha boss," said LaTroy.  He then slammed his knee into her crotch 
while releasing his grip on her throat as her knees buckled and she 
crumpled to the floor in a heap.  Rebekka pulled her panties from her 
mouth and cupped her hands to her throbbing pussy.  LaTroy's knee had 
connected squarely with her clit crushing it against her pubic bone.  
Darnell grabbed her from behind, and putting his arms beneath her armpits, 
pulled her to a standing position by holding on to her tits.  Her head was 
swirling in a haze of pain when LaTroy spread her legs again, and 
proceeded to blast his knee into her cunt ten more times as hard as he 
could before Darnell dropped her.

Seeing his assistant getting brutally cunt-busted drove Jack over the 
edge, and with several powerful thrusts he emptied his balls into Mr. 
Beckett's asshole.

"That's a good start men.  Looks like her cunt lips are already swelling," 
Jack said as he pried her hands away from her crotch for a moment.  
Rebekka was just lying there howling and sobbing in pain.  "Leave your 
boots on and make sure you step on her clit several times.  You want that 
fucking thing nice and sore before you start fucking her.  You want her to 
know the difference between the enjoyable sex she gets when she behaves, 
and what happens when she disobeys.  Oh, and little to no lube for her 
ass.  Use a little because I don't any lasting damage, but I also want it 
to hurt her.  You guys do a good enough job on her tonight and I'll let 
you two fuck me this weekend."  And with that, Jack left Rebekka to her 
fate.  A fate she had just heard would be very painful for her, and there 
wasn't much, if anything she could do about it.

For the next several hours the men did as they had been instructed.  
Darnell took great pleasure in grinding the soles of his work boots into 
her swollen clit.  The three men also spent over an hour taking turns 
kicking, kneeing, and hitting her in the cunt before laying her on her 
stomach across Jack's desk and using her tits as punching bags.  When they 
were satisfied that her tits and cunt had been satisfactorily tenderized, 
they began their assault in her insides as well.  

Mr. Beckett started off with one, and then three lubed fingers up her ass 
before finally working his entire hand up her backdoor.  She had never had 
anything larger than a fat cock up her butt, and nearly fainted from the 
pain when he balled up his fist and began punching her colon.  When he 
finally pulled his hand, fist still clenched, from her abused ass, a 
stream of pulverized shit and the rest of the piss she had in her bladder 
followed it.  Darnell scooped up some of her shit on his fingers and 
shoved it in her mouth, and demanded that she swallow it.  She was in too 
much pain, and too terrified to refuse, and soon after that had eaten most 
of the runny shit that had, until recently, been in has ass.  Satisfied 
that her butt was lubed enough to not cause damage, Mr. Becket buried his 
cock up her backside in one violent thrust.

Meanwhile, LaTroy had begun to work his hand up the poor girls cunt, and 
soon was up to his forearm.  He also balled up his fist, and was soon 
punching her cervix.  Her screams of pain were music to their ears, and 
Darnell took the opportunity to crouch in front of the desk and use 
Rebekka's tits like speed bags.  Mr. Beckett was glad that LaTroy had his 
fist up the slut's cunt because it tightened the ass he had just gotten 
done stretching out.  Fortunately for him, he had already dumped a couple 
loads up Carlos' ass earlier, and so he had the stamina for a marathon 
fuck session.  Plus he had the added thrill of feeling Jack's hot cum 
slowly leak out of his own ass.  Eventually he needed a break, and once he 
vacated her butt hole, Darnell and LaTroy took their turns pounding their 
cocks up her ass and cunt.  Several times during the night she had 2 cocks 
in her at the same time, often in the same hole.

It was nearly dawn when the men were finally out of stamina and cum.  
Rebekka had passed out a while ago after hours of violent sex.  True to 
Jack's desire, she failed to orgasm once during that time.  Darnell 
scooped up the limp woman and carried her to her room where he put her on 
her bed without bothering to clean her up and hung a 'Do Not Disturb' sign 
on her door.  They also posted a guard outside her door so that they would 
be alerted if she left her room.  The guard wasn't there to keep her in, 
but to make sure nobody disturbed her while she rested, and to follow her 
if she left the room.

Chapter 12

Jack had the nurses from his infirmary check on Rebekka to make sure she 
healed properly.  The security guys were a little rougher on her than he 
would have liked, but the doctors and nurses assured him that her cuts and 
bruises would heal very well.  They also put her on a regimen of 
antibiotics to make sure she didn't develop infections from either the 
cuts, or from eating her own shit.

About two weeks after her rape, a far more humble Rebekka walked into 
Jack's office to talk to him.  Physically she looked stunning, dressed in 
a low cut top that showed off her cleavage. Her long blonde hair was 
excellently styled, and the fashionable short skirt accentuated her long 
toned legs.  Jack knew she could have been a model with a body like that, 
but there was no way he would ever let her know that.

"I just wanted to apologize to you for my arrogance, selfishness, and the 
ungratefulness I have displayed over the last year or so.  It's true that 
for the most part, this job has far exceeded anything I could have hoped 
it would be when I answered the ad, but I'm afraid losing my daughter to 
an African warlord has been hard to overcome," Rebekka told Jack.  "I can 
only ask your forgiveness and ask you to allow me to make it up to you."

"Please have a seat Rebekka," he told her while gesturing to the leather 
chair across from his desk.  Rebekka took her seat and waited for him to 
continue.

"First off, apology gladly accepted.  It was regrettable that we had to 
take the corrective action the other week, but it's critically important 
that everyone on staff be on the same page.  There are many people out 
there that we have to deal with who don't share our philosophy, and more 
than a few of them would seek to do us harm.  The easiest way for them to 
accomplish that would be to try to capture someone and get them to reveal 
details about our organization.  If we aren't all working toward the same 
goal, and have each other's best interests at heart, that creates a 
weakness in the armour of the organization."

"Thank you for your kindness," Rebekka replied. "I understand completely, 
and you can count on me to do everything I can to make us successful in 
all endeavours.  Also, the doctors have cleared me to resume having sex 
again, so you can let the staff know that my body is 'open for business' 
again," she said with a laugh.

Jack smiled.  Maybe her attitude readjustment had worked after all.  She 
was saying all the right things and appeared to be sincere, but it was 
hard to know for sure.  For now, he would keep an eye on her to make sure 
her actions matched her words. At the very least it seemed like a major 
step in the right direction and he might not have to replace her after 
all.  Not for quite a while anyway.

"I will let them know," he said with a smile.  "For now, why don't you and 
Darnell go out shopping.  There are some supplies we need for the estate, 
and while you are out you could pick up some lingerie to replace the items 
that were damaged.  I'm sure Darnell would enjoy going lingerie shopping 
with you, and I'm sure it will feel nice to get out in the fresh air for a 
while.  Carlos will have a list for you."

Rebekka hoped Jack didn't notice her slight shudder.  She wasn't sure she 
wanted to see Darnell again so soon, which was a shame because she had 
always loved having his big black cock in her body, prior to the rape of 
course.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," she said.  "I'll go pick up the 
shopping list and then grab Darnell and we'll head out.  Maybe I can sneak 
him into the changing room with me as well," she said with a wink, and 
with that she rose and left Jack sitting at his desk.  

Jack enjoyed watching the sway of her ass as she walked out of his office 
and down the hall. 'That's the best body I've ever had for an assistant,' 
he thought.  'I just hope she's sincere in her desire to make amends, but 
if not her body will prove to be entertaining nonetheless.'

Chapter 13

Rebekka Greene was the model employee for several months until that 
fateful June night when everything changed.  It was Gwen's fourth birthday 
when Rebekka ran away.  She had long since stopped talking to her parents, 
other than sending them Christmas, birthday and anniversary cards.  She 
was beginning to feel completely cut off from the world outside of Jack's 
sphere of influence.  Her escape had been planned for a couple weeks 
before she carried it out, and she was confident that she could get to the 
nearest town before anyone knew she was gone.

By the time she decided she had to run away, she had been working for Jack 
Crawford for over 5 years, and in that time had traveled all over the 
world, and had fucked and sucked several hundred men, women and children.  
It wasn't that part of her job that she disliked, but the increasing 
feeling of isolation from her family, especially the daughter who was 
growing up without her.

Also by this time, Rebekka was well into her late 20's and like most buxom 
and beautiful women, was beginning to worry more and more about keeping 
the figure she had in her college days, so as the mid-western Ohio winter 
gave way to spring, she began talking long walks around the estate in an 
attempt to keep her body toned.  This also allowed her to surreptitiously 
check out the perimeter fencing and walls, where she found a few areas 
where the fences looked scalable. 

Jack gave her Gwen's birthday off, as was his custom since she was usually 
more moody, and less willing to socialize with others on that day.  
Rebekka used the extra time to herself to pack some of her best lingerie 
and some nice clothes into a black backpack and stuff it into the back of 
her closet.  She then sat and bided her time until nightfall.

After dinner she took her leave of the staff and retired to her room once 
more.  Shortly before midnight, Rebekka gathered her backpack from her 
closet.  She left her cell phone on her nightstand, and opened her 
window.  She was dressed all in black, and had put patches of black makeup 
all over her face and stuffed as much of her flowing blonde hair into a 
black knit hat as she could.  Satisfied that she was as invisible as she 
could make herself, she went out onto her balcony, and climbed quietly 
down the trellis to the ground.  It was a new moon and the sky was 
cloudless.  Once she moved away from the house, the tree line looked like 
a solid black wall.  She suddenly wished she'd brought a compass, but then 
figured she probably couldn't have seen the thing in the dark anyway.  She 
was actually pleasantly surprised when she reached the outer wall about 45 
minutes after leaving her room.  Another 30 minutes and she found a spot 
where a fallen tree had damaged the fence, and she slipped outside the 
compound un-chaperoned for the first time in over 5 years.  She stopped 
for a moment to see if she could hear any pursuit, but all was quiet so 
she continued walking away from the estate.

As she made her way through the woods, she wasn't really sure where she 
would end up, but she felt confident that if she could reach a town before 
she was found, she would be safe from any reprisals from Jack.  The only 
problem was that the nearest village was nearly 8 miles away, and Jack's 
people owned all of the nearest houses so she would have to avoid those as 
well.  Plus the fact that she was rarely paying attention to her 
surroundings as she traveled because she was usually performing oral sex 
on someone in the car, or on occasion getting fucked herself meant that 
she really didn't know which direction the nearest town was.
 
After a while she came to a clearing and looked up at the cloudless sky.  
All she could see was a sea of stars that looked like millions of diamonds 
shining down at her.  She dimly remembered that it was possible to 
navigate by starlight, and suddenly wished that she'd paid more attention 
to her daddy when then went on their special 'daddy-daughter' camping 
trips when she was a little girl.  He used to try to get her to point out 
the constellations, but all she ever wanted to do was to try to get her 
daddy to fuck her out under the stars, or go back to the tent and screw 
the night away.  Naturally her dad couldn't resist his girl's advances, 
and the star lessons always ended quickly.  By the time she began fucking 
her mom as well, the star lessons had stopped altogether.

Giving up on trying to find her bearings by use of the stars, Rebekka put 
her back to the forest she had just come out of, and headed in the 
opposite direction.  Soon she entered another stand of trees and the 
nearly impenetrable blackness engulfed her once again.  She fell several 
times scraping her legs and face, and ripping her clothes. Suddenly she 
tripped over a fallen log and landed on a honey locust branch driving a 
thorn right through her shirt and into her left tit.  She clapped her hand 
over her mouth as she fought the urge to scream, and slowly pulled the 3-
inch long thorn from her breast.  She couldn't believe the pain, and was 
horrified that a thorn had been buried that deep into her tit, and knew 
she would have to seek medical attention for the puncture wound when she 
reached the safety of the town.  She resumed her trek after a short rest, 
and as she walked she could feel the front of her shirt getting damp on 
the left side.  She knew she was bleeding from her tit, and hoped that the 
blood wouldn't stain her bra.  At one point she reached a road and just as 
she was about to go out along it, a car came racing down the road from 
what she imagined was the direction of Jack's estate.  She jumped back 
into the woods and hid from the car.  She didn't know if they were looking 
for her yet, and sure didn't want to find out.  When the coast was clear, 
she crossed the road and continued on into the woods on the other side.

Chapter 14

Jack Crawford was awakened at 2:30am by a very nervous Mr. Beckett. 

"Mr. Crawford, I'm afraid that Rebekka isn't in her room tonight," the 
security chief stammered.

"WHAT THE HELL?  When did you find out?"  Jack was furious, both with 
Rebekka, and his security team.

"A few minutes ago sir.  Her phone is still on her nightstand, but her 
bedroom window is open and she clearly isn't in there."

"I assume you've checked the house?"

"Yes, sir.  She isn't anywhere in the house.  One exterior camera appears 
to show subtle movement across the lawn to the east, but with the extreme 
dark, it's not easy to see if it's a person, or an artifact on the camera."

Jack sat fuming for a couple minutes before turning to Mr. Beckett.

"Well, get on it and track her ass.  She may have dumped the phone, but I 
highly doubt she's cut her ass off too.  And you better pray she hasn't 
made it to town, or hopped a ride somewhere.  There's enough evidence in 
this estate to send us all to the electric chair if she brings detectives 
here."

"On it sir," said Mr. Beckett as he hurried out of the room.

Jack sat on the edge of his bed for a couple minutes thinking about his 
assistants' betrayal.  "Well, time to go make preparations for her 
homecoming," he said to himself as he got dressed and headed to his office.

Chapter 15

Rebekka was exhausted and lost.  She had been up since 6am the previous 
morning and the combinations of the stress and fear caused by her escape 
and the physical exertion meant she was stumbling more often.  She also 
had the wounds to show for it.  She wondered if they even knew she wasn't 
in her room yet and if they were looking for her.  As soon as she came to 
another clearing, she tried to see the hands of her watch.  She couldn't 
be sure but it looked like it was almost 4am.  Off in the distance she saw 
the shadowy blob of a farmhouse.  She wasn't sure if it belonged to one of 
Jack's men or if she had reached the outskirts of town.  Then one by one 
she saw bedroom lights come on and she had a sinking feeling she had found 
one of Jack's employees house.  She hurried across the hay field and into 
the woods on the other side. 
 
She was now moving much faster through the woods when she thought she 
thought she heard dogs barking far off in the distance.  'Those don't 
sound like typical farm dogs' she thought ominously.  Now she was 
practically running through the blackness of the woods.  Suddenly she 
stepped on the side of a rock, badly twisting her ankle and crashed 
headfirst into a tree.  Bright lights exploded in her head, and her world 
spun in a red haze before rapidly fading to black.

A stream of warm water suddenly brought her awake and she blinked as it 
got in her eyes.  When the stream of water ended, the smell hit her, and 
she knew something, or someone had just pissed on her face.  She 
cautiously opened her eyes and saw several men with rifles standing before 
her.  She was too afraid to say anything, and one by one they pissed all 
over her face, hair and body.  Her ankle and head throbbed and she just 
sat there crying.

"Well, well, well.  If it isn't sweet little Rebekka," said one of them.  
She knew then that she had been found, and knew she would be severely 
punished.  She knew how Jack handled disobedience, and her clit started 
throbbing as she dreaded having it stepped on yet again.  The puncture 
wound in her left tit burned as the men seemed to delight in soaking her 
gorgeous breasts with their piss.

Then they roughly grabbed her and forced her to a sitting position.  
Everything seemed to be slanted to her right and her ears were ringing as 
she tried to sit still against a tree.  The leader of the men brought his 
flashlight to her face and he could see a large bump forming over her left 
eye.  

"Stand up bitch," he told her as they began to haul her into a standing 
position.  As soon as she was vertical, the combination of the pain she 
was in and the vertigo caused her to puke all over herself and the men who 
were holding her up.  The men holding her arms immediately let go and 
jumped back to try to avoid the puke, and she collapsed to the ground, 
landing in her vomit.

"Don't worry bitch, we'll hose you off once we get back to Jack's house.  
He's been worried about you, and I'm sure he'll have a special homecoming 
planned for you."

Rebekka knew she had to do anything to avoid going back there.  "Please, 
don't take me back to his house.  I beg you.  I'll do anything.  I'll fuck 
all of you. You can do anything to me, just please let me go," she 
pleaded.  She pushed herself to a sitting position once again, and began 
trying to wipe the filth off of her chest.  "I'll do anything for you," 
she said again.  "Anything at all.  You can just say you never found me; 
that I made it to town.  I promise I'll never tell anyone anything about 
Jack.  Please."

"You stupid cunt.  What you don't realize is that we already get to do 
anything we want to you if we bring you back alive, plus we get to keep 
our jobs.  We win, you lose," said the leader of the group.  "Alright 
boys, stand her up and tie her hands behind her back and lets get the fuck 
out of these woods."

This time when they got her standing up, she managed to not puke, and they 
bound her hands behind her back and began to lead her out of the woods.  
Her ankle was badly sprained though, and she had great difficulty waking.  
Fortunately for her, it wasn't far out of the woods to the road where 
their truck was parked, and even though dawn was more than an hour away, 
she could tell it was lighter than it had been when she went into the 
woods.  As she looked past the truck, she saw the lights of town.  She had 
almost made it to safety.  Somehow getting that close and failing was 
worse than getting caught while still in the estate.

The truck was a converted bread van, and they threw her into the back and 
chained her hands to a metal ring welded to the floor.  Rebekka didn't 
even have the energy left to cry, so she just laid on the floor in silence 
and listened to the men joke and laugh about all the things they were 
going to do to her when they got her back to the estate.

Chapter 16

Rebekka felt the truck lurch as they turned on to the driveway, and her 
head bounced off the wheel well.  Once again there was that flash of white-
hot light behind her eyelids and she began to feel queasy again.  She 
somehow managed to keep from puking once again though, and soon the truck 
came to a halt and someone threw open the back doors.

"REBEKKA! You're back home safe!  I was so worried about you!  Men, 
unchain the lady, and bring her to me."  Jack seemed genuinely happy to 
see her, and once she was freed he held her tight against himself.  "It's 
so good to see you again," he told her.  "Come into the house and let's 
get you cleaned up.  You must be exhausted after your ordeal, and quite 
frankly you smell like shit, but don't worry, we'll get you cleaned up in 
no time.  Gentlemen, take her to the infirmary, we have to make sure she 
made it back healthy and sound."

Rebekka was shell-shocked.  She had expected to return to find him 
screaming at her, and very likely beating her right there in the 
driveway.  Yet here he was treating the situation like she had been 
kidnapped and somehow managed to escape.  She just kept her mouth shut as 
they put her into a wheelchair to protect her foot and rolled her to the 
elevator that would take her to the basement infirmary.

Once she was in the infirmary, the nurses stripped her down and checked 
her thoroughly.  Most of her wounds were superficial, but they did seem 
concerned about her ankle, and the deep puncture wound in her left tit 
that was beginning to turn an angry red color.  The doctors started her on 
antibiotics, and gave her a sedative that knocked her out for several 
hours.

When she awoke, the nurse gave her a letter.  She instantly recognized the 
handwriting on the outside.  It was from Jennifer, her former lover whom 
she hadn't heard from in years.  She quickly ripped the envelope open, 
eager to find out what her friend had been up too and was shocked to see 
it was dated 3 years ago.  Puzzled, she read her friend's letter to her.

"Dearest Rebekka, I hope this letter reaches you happy and sound and I 
hope that the fact that you're reading it means that you are now a part of 
Jack's most trusted inner circle like I was.  I apologize for not saying 
goodbye, but Jack and I determined that it was for the best.  I had 
accomplished nearly everything I could for Jack, and since I wasn't 
getting any younger, I knew it was time to move on.  I only wish that 
either I were younger, or you would have joined us years ago because I 
truly delighted in your company, and am glad to have served you, and with 
you.

"If; however, you are reading this letter and you haven't yet been brought 
into Jack's inner circle, than I'm terribly sorry for you for I fear that 
your fate will have already been sealed.

"The first thing you should know is that I didn't go to work for anyone 
else.  By the time you read this I'll be long dead, but don't worry, it's 
a good thing.  It's something that was planned for a long time and done 
willingly.  My only regret is leaving you behind, but at least I will die 
knowing that my body will nourish you just as it has me.

"I know you may be confused, but bear with me.  I know how much you 
enjoyed the special occasion feasts.  In fact you may have enjoyed them 
even more that I did.  I know you were always wondering where Carlos came 
up with his sumptuous dishes, but only the Inner Circle knew for sure.  
When I was alive, the Inner Circle consisted of Jack, Carlos, Mr. Beckett, 
the medical staff and myself.  Hopefully you have taken my place, but if 
not, at least we'll be reunited again soon.

"In fact I had my very own special feast tonight.  This afternoon, Carlos 
filleted my left tit off and after frying it up, served it to me for 
dinner.  I can't even describe the erotic pleasure of seeing my steaming 
breast sitting before me on a plate.  I came in my panties when he set it 
down in front of me.  I savored every bite, all the while wishing you were 
here with me to enjoy it."

Rebekka dropped the letter in shock.  'This can't be real,' she thought. 
'This has to be some kind of sick joke.'  She checked the letter and 
envelope again, and sure enough it was definitely Jennifer's flowery 
script.  It was then that she noticed there was something else in the 
envelope.  Rebekka reached inside and pulled out several pictures clearly 
showing Jennifer sitting at a table topless.  Rebekka could see bandages 
covering the spot where her left breast should have been, which of course 
made sense because the photos also clearly showed a human breast on a 
plate, and Jennifer eagerly eating her own tit.  She leaned over the side 
of her bed and puked on the floor.  After regaining her composure, she 
continued to read the letter.

"Knowing that I was to supply the main course for your anniversary 
celebration feast, I made Carlos promise me that after he butchered me he 
would serve you the choicest cut of my remaining breast, as well as my 
cunt.  I also know how much you love caviar, and since I'm getting older, 
I told him that you and Jack were the only ones I wanted to get my eggs, 
since there aren't very many left.

"Again, I hope that you are reading this because you are in the Circle and 
will have a great many more meals and feasts with Jack.  If you are 
reading this because you have managed to piss him off enough to make you 
expendable, then all I can say is to try to enjoy the ride, because it's 
the last one you will take.  Oh, and if they give you a chance to sample 
your own body parts, do it.  It's the most amazing thing ever.

"Well lover, time for me to go.  I see Carlos is coming to slit the veins 
in my neck.  Know this: I love you always and forever, in this life and in 
whatever realm we end up in next.  I will wait patiently for you to join 
me on the other side.

"Love, Jennifer"

There were two dark brown splotches at the bottom of the letter, and a 
dark brown thumb print.  Rebekka knew that the splotches were Jennifer's 
dried blood.  She didn't know who the thumb print belonged to, but 
suspected it was Carlos'. If what Jennifer wrote was true, and after 
seeing the photos she was sure it was true, than that meant that not only 
had see been eating people for years while working for Jack, but had also 
eaten her best friend and lover.  

Suddenly something she had read near the end of the letter jumped to the 
forefront of her mind. 'If you are reading this because you have managed 
to piss him off enough to make you expendable, then all I can say is to 
try to enjoy the ride, because it's the last one you will take.' 

'HOLY FUCK! They plan on eating ME!' she realized in a panic. 'I have to 
get the fuck out of here!'

Right at that moment, Jack and Mr. Beckett walked into her hospital room.

"Ah, so nice to see you awake again, and it looks like you've read 
Jennifer's letter to you.  Ahh, yes, I can see the horror in your eyes.  
She was lovely wasn't she?" asked Jack. "Lovely and delicious.  You're 
probably wondering how we found you so quickly since you left your phone 
in your room.   Smart move by the way, just not quite smart enough."  
Rebekka said nothing but watched them in fright.  "I had Mr. Beckett 
implant a GPS tracking device into your ass cheek your first night on the 
job.  No doubt he told you it was some kind of vaccination shot or 
something." Jack laughed at her sad eyed expression.  "So you see, there 
was never any chance for you to escape."

"What do you want from me?" Rebekka asked him softly.

"What do I want from you?  Nothing 'from' you.  The question you should 
have asked is 'What do you want to DO to me', and the answer is 
Everything," replied Jack.  "I hope you're comfortable right now because 
in a few minutes anyone on the security staff who wants to fuck you will 
start arriving.  I imagine it will be a very long couple of days for you, 
but don't worry I will make sure the nurses give you a few rest periods to 
eat and drink and they'll make sure that you're not damaged too badly.  I 
visit you again in a couple days and see how you are doing.  It's all 
yours Beckett, have fun," and with those ominous words Jack walked out of 
her room.

Chapter 17

"Ah, and now the fun begins, well, fun for me anyway.  I doubt you'll have 
much fun," smiled Mr. Beckett as he removed his pants.  It wasn't a 
pleasant smile.  Meanwhile a nurse was busy cleaning up her vomit from the 
side of the bed.  Rebekka shot a pleading look at the nurse, but she just 
smiled back and did nothing to help her.

Rebekka decided her best course of action was to allow Mr. Beckett and the 
others do so anything they wanted because she knew she had no chance of 
overpowering them.  She was going to have to bide her time and try to 
escape again when they weren't around.  Maybe next time she would get 
lucky.

Mr. Beckett climbed on to her bed, and after flipping her hospital gown 
up, squirted a bit of lube on his cock and lined it up with her asshole.  
Rebekka grimaced as he roughly shoved his cock up her butt.  The small 
amount of lube had only made it easier to penetrate her, but was doing 
nothing to relieve the burning as he sodomized her.  She was surprised 
that this time he didn't last very long, and soon he was pumping his cum 
into her rectum.  Mr. Beckett pulled his cock out of her ass, and crawled 
up her body.

"Clean it off, bitch," he said and shoved his shit-slimed cock into her 
mouth.  Rebekka gagged but by now had tasted enough shit that she was able 
to fight back the tears and suck his cock and swallow the slime.  "Ah, 
that's a good little slut.  Well, it looks like your next customers are 
already here.  Try not to enjoy it much.  I'll be back in a while to see 
how you're doing."

Mr. Beckett climbed off of her chest and left the room and one of the 
young boys whose virginity she had taken a few years back was next.  He 
started off tit fucking her, before climbing between her legs and fucking 
her pussy.  He had improved in his technique, and was far less rough than 
most of the other guys at the estate.  Rebekka actually began to enjoy 
what was happening and locked her legs behind his back.  She was on the 
verge of an orgasm, when he suddenly pounded into her and unleashed a 
torrent of cum before falling still.  She was left on the brink of release 
when he pulled out and climbed off of her, leaving her wanting.

The next guy in line was far more sadistic and he tied her hands to her 
headboard.  Rebekka was used to that, and in fact enjoyed being tied, but 
she certainly didn't enjoy what he did next.  As soon as he was sure she 
couldn't get her arms free, he took a thumbtack and shoved it all the way 
into her engorged clitoris.

Rebekka screamed like a banshee and began thrashing wildly around the 
bed.  Several nurses rushed over, but instead of removing the tack, they 
secured her legs to a pair of stirrups that locked her legs open.  None of 
the nurses dared look between her legs.  They knew what had been done, and 
while they felt sympathy for her, they knew that any interference could 
cause them to end up the same way so they allowed her to suffer.

The man just stared between her legs.  The sight of the silver button 
capping the end of her clit was the most wonderful thing he had ever 
seen.  He was also thrilled beyond all expectations when he saw that in 
her anguish she was also pissing all over the two of them.  That, combined 
with her throat-rending screams made him rock hard, and he pounded his 
cock all the way up her cunt in one thrust.  Rebekka never stopped 
screaming and thrashing around, at least as much as she could move.  Over 
and over he slammed into her, each time driving his pubic bone into her 
thumbtack topped clit causing the tack to bury itself deeper and deeper 
into her clit.  Twenty minutes later when he finally came inside her, he 
ground himself into her clit.  After he pulled out, he flicked her clit 
with his finger, and climbed out of her bed, leaving the tack inside her.

The guy in line behind him, after seeing the excellent ride she gave him 
decided to leave the thumbtack in her clit and fucked her for over a half 
an hour. A third man did the same, only he sodomized her from the front 
using her tits as handholds and making sure his body slammed her thumb 
tacked clit with each down stroke.

Bt the time someone felt sorry enough for her to take the time to remove 
the thumbtack, it had been in her clitoris for over an hour and a half.  
It took nearly ten minutes to get it out, and required much turning, 
prying and pulling. The man who removed it was pleasantly surprised to see 
a small chunk of her ravaged clit had been ripped out of her and was 
clinging to the end of the tack. He wasted no time in showing it to her 
and letting her know what it was before eating it off the tack.  He then 
spent over an hour alternating between fucking her raw cunt and ass before 
having the nurses hold her eyes open and cumming in her eyes.

After he was finished coating her eyes with sperm, the nurses called a 
halt to the festivities.  They were worried that she had ruptured her 
vocal chords, and they knew she was going to need a little time to 
recover, so they shot some anesthetic into her pussy and gave her a 
sedative to let her sleep.  The next several days were a repeat of her 
first day, although once Jack found out someone had put a thumbtack into 
her clit, he told everyone that they were not allowed pierce her body with 
foreign objects anymore.

Chapter 18

Jack returned on the fifth day of her ordeal, buy which time she had 
basically lost the ability to speak.  He pulled the sheet back and 
examined her body.  He was pleasantly surprised that while she was 
certainly bruised, it didn't look like any lasting damage had been done.  
Other than to her voice, and her clit, which still throbbed agonizingly.  
She was still asleep as he examined her and she looked so peaceful lying 
there.  He wondered what, if anything, she was dreaming about.

"Wake up slut," he yelled at her as he slapped violently across the face 
several times until she roused from her drug-induced sleep.  "Everyone 
else has had their shot with your body, and so now it's my turn to have 
fun with it."  Her eyes were bloodshot and she yelped with a barely 
audible hoarse cry as he slapped her sore cunt several times.  "It's 
really too bad you couldn't have just accepted your lot in life the way 
Jennifer did.  This could have so much more pleasant for you, but you had 
to try to run away."

"I'm sorry," Rebekka whispered hoarsely, "I promise I'll be good and serve 
you faithfully from now on."  She had long since lost he ability to speak 
above a whisper, and her once beautiful voice was likely gone forever.

Jack could see the complete surrender in her eyes.  "Of course you will 
serve me, just not in the manner you did before.  I've already interviewed 
and hired your replacement.  She's a 17-year-old high school grad.  Maybe 
she'll be more malleable than you were.  Now, it's my turn to have some 
fun with your body. Carlos, come over here and tie its hands to the bed, 
and bring the toys with you."  Carlos quickly tied Rebekka's hands to the 
headboard, and set a tray of wicked looking metal knives, spikes, clamps 
and other assorted implements onto a cart next to her bed.  Rebekka pissed 
the bed when she saw the tools.

"How sweet," Carlos said.  "It hasn't lost its capacity for fear yet."  
Rebekka suddenly realized they were referring to her as 'it' and not 
'she', and her blood ran ice cold.

Jack started off with a 24 inch long steel rod that was extremely sharp, 
and with the nurses holding her left tit steady began shoving it through 
the center of her breast.  He paused a couple times to tap it with a 
hammer so it would pierce any obstructions it encountered inside her 
boob.  He had always loved the sight of a piece of steel bulging out 
against the inside a woman's' tit, and he moved it back and forth against 
the inside of her skin before hitting the end with a hammer and watching 
the point erupt from the flesh on the other side of her tit.  He then did 
the same thing to her right tit effectively pinning them together on the 
steel rod.

Next Jack and Carlos put more than 50 tacks into the ends of her tits, 
ringing her areolas before putting 4-inch pins directly into her nipples.  
The nurses then connected electrodes to each end of the long metal rod.  
Rebekka's body went rigid as they electrified the metal rod sending 
agonizing bolts of electricity through her tits and arcing from the rod to 
the tacks.  Jack was careful to use very low voltage, after all he didn't 
want to destroy her tits yet, just cause pain.

After an hour or so of intermittently shocking her chest they slowly began 
removing the tacks from her breasts.  Once they finished with that, Jack 
pulled the spike very slowly out of her breasts.  Rebekka could barely 
even moan anymore and just lay there trying not to move.  After the spike 
was finally out of both of her tits, the men took great pleasure in 
squeezing and molesting her boobs.  Soon Jack stripped down and climbed on 
the bed and sat on her stomach and began titty fucking her.

"I do love titty fucking you Becky, especially now since they are so extra 
sensitive for you," he said as he plowed his cock through the valley 
between her jugs.  "There is; however, something special I've always 
wanted to try but never had the opportunity until now.  Carlos, bring the 
tool tray over here please."

Rebekka had no idea what he had in mind, but thought it couldn't be worse 
than having her tits spiked, tacked and shocked for over an hour.  Soon 
Jack found what he was looking for and he climbed off of her for a 
moment.  Suddenly she felt like someone had stabbed her on the underside 
of her right breast, and then she felt a sharp burning sensation and she 
mustered up what was left of her ruined voice to blast out yet another 
banshee-like howl.

Jack had taken a scalpel from the tray and cut a deep slit in the 
underside of her tit, and after a few more cuts to open it up a little 
more; he climbed back onto her stomach.

"Now to show you what a true titty fuck is like," and he began to push his 
cock into the wound in her right tit. Rebekka continued to scream until 
her vocal cords finally gave out and with a strangled yelp she fell 
largely silent. Once he got all the way in, he grabbed her breast with 
both hands and began fucking her tit.  He could feel her mammary glands 
sliding against his prick, and that only heightened his pleasure.  He also 
discovered that when he buried himself as deep as he could, he could see 
the outline of his cock head pushing against the top of her boob, a fact 
that he made sure Rebekka also saw.  Fortunately for the woman, he didn't 
last long, and after about 15 minutes of ravaging the inside of her 
breast, he unleashed his load inside her tit, coating her milk producing 
glands with sperm.  Once his cock stopped spasming, he quickly pulled out.

"Sew it up quickly, I don't want any of the cum to get out, and make sure 
it doesn't lose a much more blood.  You might also want to give it a mild 
sedative so it sleeps through the night. It should be rested for tomorrows 
festivities."   The head nurse nodded, and quickly began bandaging the 
gaping wound in Rebekka's formerly flawless tit.

Chapter 19

The next time Rebekka awoke, she wasn't her hospital room and it took her 
a while to realize that she was strapped to a gurney in a curtained off 
room.  It was then that she began to become aware of a dull ache in her 
left breast.  Several minutes later when the fog in her head had cleared a 
little more she struggled to raise her head to look down at her body.  The 
sheet covering her body rose up over her right breast, but then quickly 
descended to her left arm.  Suddenly the horror came over her, and she was 
sure they had removed her left tit.  She would have screamed, but she had 
neither the energy, nor the physical capacity to speak.  Shortly 
thereafter one of the nurses noticed she was awake.

"Good morning sweetheart," she said as she bent down to kiss her lips.  
"I'm sorry you had to go out like this.  I always liked you a lot, but 
that doesn't mean I won't love eating you as well.  Your right tit is 
healing nicely as well.  It was quite a sight when Jack shoved his cock 
into it and fucked you like that."  The nurse winked at her, and wheeled 
her back to her room once she had recovered from her forced surgery.

The rest of the day she was kept fairly heavily medicated and the nurses 
did everything they could to make her comfortable so she could heal.

The next day she felt much stronger and was actually sitting up when Jack 
and Carlos came into her room to talk to her.  She met their gaze 
steadily, but with none of the defiance that had been there before.  She 
now knew for sure that she was nothing more than a piece of meat living 
only at their whim.

"I'm sure you've noticed by now that you're missing something," Jack 
started off.  "The doctor says that you've recovered enough to eat solid 
foods again, is that correct?"

Rebekka could no longer speak; so she had been given a dry erase board 
with which she could communicate.  She wrote that, yes the doctors had 
told her she could eat solid foods, and that she had eaten scrambled eggs 
for breakfast.

"Good.  Carlos and I have a proposition for you.  It's not something that 
most people in your situation are offered, but in light of the service you 
gave while in my employ, and as a way of rewarding you for surviving the 
trials you've been through recently, I thought it was a fair offer.  
Carlos has agreed to cook and serve your breast for you and I to enjoy 
together.  Is this something to which you are agreeable?  Otherwise, I 
will simply enjoy it myself while you watch."

She wasn't sure why he was suddenly talking to her so formally, and her 
initial thought was to reject the proposal at once.  However, she also 
remembered what Jennifer had written about taking the chance to eat her 
own body part if she was given the opportunity, and after a few moments of 
pondering, simply wrote 'yes.'

"Excellent!  Carlos, bring the breast fillet out of the cooler so she can 
see how beautiful it looks on a platter before being cooked."

Carlos hurried off, and moments later returned to her bedside and showed 
Rebekka her severed breast.  She was shocked to see it sitting there on a 
gleaming silver platter, but at the same time she realized that it was 
indeed a very pretty sight.  Suddenly she realized that her pussy was 
soaking wet, and for the first time she began to understand what Jennifer 
had been talking about, and was actually looking forward to eating her own 
tit.

Rebekka spent the rest of the morning wondering whether she had gone 
insane, and finally decided that she was indeed sane, and was more 
determined than before to "enjoy the ride" as Jennifer had written to her 
3 years earlier.  She dozed off and on after lunch, and in the late 
afternoon the nurses came to get her cleaned up and prepped for diner.  
She requested to be served her dinner the same way Jennifer had been in 
the photos, and so it was that when Jack arrived for dinner Rebekka was 
totally nude, since she hadn't been able to wear panties ever since she'd 
had the thumb tack inserted into her clit.  The only coverings of any sort 
were the bandages concealing the empty place where her left breast had 
been, and the bandages on the underside of her right tit where he'd fucked 
her.

"I'm so glad you decided to join me for dinner tonight," Jack said as he 
sat down before her.  I've been looking forward to eating you ever since I 
hired you. In fact, the dinner we shared the first night you came to work 
for me was your predecessor, and after you're gone your successor will 
unknowingly eat you as well.  Gives a nice sense of continuity to the job, 
don't you think?"

Rebecca wrote that, yes she had already guessed that she had eaten the 
girl whose job she had taken, as well as several others over the years.  
She also wrote that this knowledge still didn't diminish the pleasure of 
those meals.

"So sad, you losing your voice.  I loved the sound of it.  I'm sure you'll 
be pleased to know that I recorded several of your best screams during the 
fuck fest, including those while you had the tack in your clit.  I'm 
planning on selling copies of the recordings to the local haunted houses 
and sound effect studios, where I'm sure they'll be popular.  Who knows, 
maybe your voice will outlast all of us."  Jack simply laughed at her as 
she started to cry at the thought of him making money off of the worst 
time of her life.  Even the knowledge that she was about to be killed and 
eaten wasn't as bad as the pain she was in at that time, but then she 
decided to be brave and get on with the feast before her.

Soon Carlos brought the food to the table.  There were all kinds of 
dishes, and Rebekka began to wonder if they hadn't killed someone else to 
feed her, but soon realized that the ham was just pork.  Finally the main 
course was set before them covered with a gleaming silver dome.  Jack 
removed the cover with a flourish and simply said, "You first."

As soon as the cover was removed, the scent of expertly roasted meat 
wafted toward her, and she found her self staring in awe at the gorgeous 
breast that less than one week ago had been attached to her body.  She 
could still clearly see the nipple, and decided that was as good a place 
to start as any, and quickly stabbed it with a fork and sliced the nipple 
and most of the areola off.  She held it up to her face for a few moments 
before popping it into her mouth.  She resisted the urge to bit down of 
it, and rolled it around in her mouth savoring the taste before chewing 
and swallowing her nipple.  It was exquisite.  She and Jack made fairly 
short work of her breast after that, and she knew for certain then that 
Jennifer had been right.  Her breast, while bearing a certain similarity 
to others she now knew she had eaten, still tasted different, and to her 
mind better.  Probably because it was the ultimate forbidden fruit.  You 
aren't supposed to eat other humans, and you certainly shouldn't eat your 
own flesh, and therefore it tasted that much better.

By the time dinner was over, Rebekka's pussy was absolutely soaked, and 
the smell of her juices filled the air.  Jack wasted no time in having her 
taken back to her bed and restrained while he fucked her sopping cunt.  
When he was ready to cum, he pulled out and turned her head to the side 
and pumped his load into her ear.

"Leave it in there until morning," he told the nurses. Rebekka was crying 
in agony as she lay on her bed. All the good feelings she had received 
from eating her tit had been ripped away from her from the pounding her 
mutilated clit had endured.  Once again Jack had managed to take something 
that brought her joy and destroyed it.

"Good night Becky", said Jack.  It made her cringe when he called her 
"Becky".  She'd always hated being called that, but had learned a long 
time ago that sometimes it just wasn't worth it to correct people.

"Just think, tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your life.  Make 
sure you get some rest; we've got a big day tomorrow.  Sweet dreams 
beautiful", said Jack as he bent down and kissed her forehead before 
turning and walking out of her room.  It was going to be a very long 
night, and she doubted very much if she would get any sleep.

Chapter 20

When morning finally came, Rebekka's shoulders were sore from the way she 
had been restrained all night, and Jack's cum had long since dried inside 
her ear canal causing a great deal of pressure and pain.  The nurses came 
over to untie her and helped her to the bathroom to relieve herself.  
Shortly thereafter Carlos arrived and simply said, "It's time."

Rebekka was put into a wheelchair and pushed down a long hallway to 
another elevator.  The entire time, Carlos was going on about how they 
were going to use her body, which parts would be left as fillets, roasts, 
and steaks, while the less desirable organs and miscellaneous parts would 
be ground up and used to make sausage with her intestines.  Rebekka was 
only dimly aware of this, and thought it was oddly cruel that he would 
tell her this.

Soon they were at the basement level kitchen, and in the center of the 
room was an elevated bed with a large steel funnel at one end, and a 
stainless steel shield around the top of the funnel.  She wondered what 
that was used for, but since she no longer had her dry erase board, she 
couldn't ask him.  She didn't have to wait very long to find out though.  
Carlos had her lay on the steel bed on her stomach with her head over the 
funnel, and she could see that there was a large container under the 
funnel.  He quickly strapped her onto the steel bed before making sure 
everything was ready.

"Well Becky, looks like the end of the road for you.  Jack wanted to be 
here for this, but he's busy fucking your replacement.  Don't look so sad, 
we're recording the whole event so he'll get to watch you when he's 
finished with the girl."  Carlos then took a couple of very sharp knives 
and slit the veins in both sides of her neck.  Immediately great gouts of 
crimson blood shot out of both sides of her neck, and she knew what the 
shields were for.  It didn't hurt nearly as bad as she feared it would, 
and it was strangely fascinating to watch the red torrent swirling down 
the funnel.

As she became weaker, she thought she saw something on the far side of the 
funnel.  Steadily the image became clearer, and suddenly she saw Jennifer 
standing in the air before her.

"Welcome home Love," Jennifer said as she reached out toward Rebekka.  
When Jennifer's hands touched her face she realized she was standing in 
the air with Jennifer.  She took one quick look back at her now lifeless 
body lying on the metal bed, before turning around and kissing Jennifer.

"Let's go make love," said Rebekka, and the two of them strode off into 
eternity hand in hand.


The End.

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