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Subject: {ASSM} The Hole in the Pocket (Part 1)
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Date: Fri, 09 Oct 2015 03:10:02 -0400
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The Hole  in the Pocket (Part 1)
 
    Looking at my cell phone as I pull it  out of my pocket and seeing it 
is my brother calling.  Hearing  AC/DC's  Hells Bells confirming that it is 
my brother.  I made this  his ring tone purposely.  Whatever he is calling 
for it most likely is not  a good thing for me. 
    Shaking my head and finally reading  the text message.  "Sis, I need 
you to meet me at The Hole in the Pocket  pool hall as soon as you can get 
here.  Bring what money you  have."
    Texting him back and getting no  response.  Shaking my head and then 
driving to a municipal parking lot on  Hamilton and Main and walking down Main 
Street from there.  Wishing I could  have parked closer; but wouldn't trust 
my car parked on the street.   Checking my money and putting it and my keys 
in the pocket of my jeans  skirt.  Putting my cell phone in the other 
pocket and then walking the two  blocks to the pool hall/bookie joint
    Hearing the comments of the riffraff  on the street as I pass by.   
Paying them no attention on they comment  on my long legs and short skirt and 
the things that I could do for them or they  would like to do for me.   Main 
Street Poughkeepsie, New York is not  the place to be walking when the sun 
is setting.  The main street for drugs  and whores and all the criminal 
elements and homeless people in the City.   It is actually safer to be in the 
sleazy buildings then walking outside in this  part of town.
    Not letting the street people see  fear as I walk on not meeting their 
eyes, head up and body straight.   Wondering what the fuck my brother 
screwed up now as I look at the buildings and  see the giant pool balls hanging 
over the storefront.  Taking a deep breath  of fetid air and pulling the door 
open.  The windows yellow and dirty with  smoke.  Coughing as my eyes adjust 
to the dim lighting.  Finding the  back of the building, as row of pool 
tables and walking back and not finding my  brother. 
    Looking around bewildered, wondering  where he is as my eyes go over 
the occupants of the room as they look back at  me.  Coughing again as I 
inhale from cigar smoke.  Eyes watering as I  take in the surroundings.  Dingy 
and dirty would be words to describe the  place.  A front glass display with a 
few boxes of cigars in it and an old  fashioned cash register.  The guy 
behind the counter looking me over, not  just over; but up and down and up 
again.
    For all my brazen front, I am not at  all comfortable in this place.  I 
am not even sure that teen age girls are  allowed in pools halls.
    Walking over to the man behind the  counter, "I am looking for my 
brother, I am suppose to meet him here!"  All  eyes on me as I wait for a 
response, my hand going to my cell phone and texting  my brother.  "I am here, 
where are you?"
    Turning slowly as I wait and seeing  my brother and a couple of men 
come out of another room that has a pool  table.  Catching his eye and having 
me wave me to him.  Walking down  to the room and seeing these men are older 
then my brother by a bit.  Smoke  clouds hovering over the pool tables. and 
the brightness of the light over each  table stark and just illuminating the 
table and  little  else.
    If you were to watch a gangster movie  like the Godfather, these are 
the looks of the men.  One tall and  big,  a paunch for a gut; but huge arms 
and frame.  The other shorter  and slender, sort of weasely.  Not sure that 
is a word, but the image  that pops into my head as I walk up to my brother 
and the men.  They look  like they belong in this neighborhood.
    Following them into the back pool  room and hearing the door shut 
behind us.  My brother looking nervous as we  stand by the pool table.  The 
overhead light not lighting the dark corners  of the room, just giving a dimness.
    "Well,  your sister isn't as old  as I expected.  I do hope she has the 
money you owe us."  Looking at  the smaller man as he blows out a puff of 
smoke into the room.  Having a  feeling that I have no where near the amount 
that my brother needs to give to  these men.
    My brother looking at me, "how much  you got sis?"  Reaching into my 
pocket and pulling out sixty two dollars  and lucky I have that amount on me.  
Handing it to my brother and watching  as he counts the money.  Seeing the 
look of dismay flash across his face  with the final tally.  Not sure what 
he expected me to have with me; but I  am sure that the amount is not 
sufficient.
    "Well?"  The bigger man grabbing  the bills and doing his own count.  
"Looks like you are a few hundred  short.  To be exact you are two hundred 
and sixty- three short.   That added to your tab will be well over two grand.  
We need the rest  and need it now."  His big meaty paw, grabbing my 
brother's shirt and  shaking him.
    Seeing fear on my brother's  face.  "I will get it for you, I just need 
a little time."  Both men  looking at him, then the big man, hauling off 
and punching him in the  stomach.  My brother gasping and choking.  Spittle 
flying from his  lips as his legs weaken and he bends over.  The small man 
grabbing my arms  as his partner, slams another fist into my brothers middle.  
His groans of  pain loud in the closed room. 
    "Don't scream girly," the voice a  whisper in my ear as I flinch with 
the blow and open my mouth to vent my  fear.  Biting back my scream.   
"Please, let him go.  Don't  hit him again."  My words pleading as tears form in 
my eyes.  He is an  asshole most of the time to me; but he is my brother.  
Another hard punch,  buckles his legs and he slumps against the pool table 
holding his  gut.
    My legs trembling as I watch the  emotionless beating of the big man.  
It is not a personal beating, other  then they want there money.  It is part 
of the transaction for those who  don't pay up.  My brother retching as he 
tries to stand up.  Dry  heaving as he tries to catch his breath, his hands 
tight against his  stomach.
    "Now, how and when are you going to  pay us what you owe.  I want the 
slate wiped clean."  The big man  grabbing my brother's hair and lifting his 
head to look into the man's  eyes.  The smaller man holding tight to my arms 
as I look at my brother and  see the answer in his face, or lack of an 
answer. 
    Thinking how I have a few hundred in  a saving account and my checking 
is minimal and I my brother hasn't saved a cent  in his life.  "Well!!  
Speak up."
    My brother looking from the man to  me, then back.  "I have almost 
three hundred I can give you, I just need to  go to the bank."  Volunteering my 
own money and hoping that it will be  enough.
    A soft laugh behind me.  "Girly  that is not going to cut it.  We want 
our money and want it now.  The  slate wiped clean."  His fetid breath warm 
on my ear and revolting as I  inhale some.  "We will have to make an example 
of him if he doesn't pay  up."
    "What do you think?  A broken  arm and fingers, a leg.  Maybe cut a 
finger or toe for every day he doesn't  pay in full."  His words sounding like 
a bad movie; but I don't doubt that  they will do something to my brother.
    "Maybe a broken nose and black eyes  with a finger or two broken to let 
him know we mean business."  The big man  slapping my brother's face hard.  
His head swiveling away as he moans  loudly.  Then watching and feeling 
faint as he dislocates my brother's  pinky with a quick move.  My whole body 
going cold as I watch and try to  scream; but a hand muffles my mouth.
    My brother not able to hold back his  scream of pain, that I am sure 
reached the front room.  "I can snap it back  in place or break it, you tell 
me?"  His meaty fingers wiggling the  dislocated one as my brother looks 
down, fear etched on his face.  Shaking  his head no.
    "Tell me what I can do, and I will  get you the money in a few days.  A 
week."  His lower lip trembling as  he watches the big man holding his 
finger.  I can smell urine and look down  and see my brother has wet himself.  
Not sure I haven't also, as I feel my  thighs trembling.
    The men exchanging looks and then the  one behind me speaking.  "I will 
give you a week to come up with the  money.  All of it is due a week from 
today.  In the meantime, we want  a down payment and interest given to us 
each day.  Payment in full on the  seventh day."
    My brother nodding assent, but he has  no clue how he will get a down 
payment or pay the interest.  He has no  money to begin with.  He has his 
care and maybe he can get two thousand for  it.
    "Good, we have come to an  understanding.  Now as for the down payment, 
I want five hundred right now  and two hundred interest for each day till 
you pay.  Seeing my brother who  is not  good at math figuring out the 
numbers.  The numbers now over  three thousand by the time he pays.
    "I can't raise that.  I can pay  off the loan if I sell my car.  I 
won't get three thousand for it.  No  way."  Hearing him grunt as the big man 
pulls on his dislocated finger and  grasps it with both hands.
    "Well now that is a problem  boy.  Because we are not fooling with you. 
 You pay one way or  another.  I hope you cant walk in here in seven days 
to pay in full."   The man looking over my shoulder and holding my brother's 
eyes.  Then a  nasty laugh as my brother stands helpless with no answer.
    "Here is another solution.  You  pay us the whole amount of your loan 
in seven days.  We will waive the down  payment and interest for other 
considerations.  And you will not have any  broken bones."
    The man releasing my arms and pushing  me to my brother.  "If your 
sister here is willing she can pay the down  payment and interest.  With her 
sweet little body.  Down payment here  and now and come in each day with the 
interest money or willing to pay with  trade.  We will take either.  
Otherwise, down payment will be a broken  arm and a broken finger for each day of 
interest."  His sick laugh ending  the negotiations.
    My body going cold as I hear the  offer.  Looking from one man to the 
other and then to my brother.   Seeing the big man looking me up and down and 
his buddy doing the same.   Then looking to my brother again.  "Would you 
do that for me sis,  please?"  His words chilling me as he looks into my 
eyes.  The prick  wants me to prostitute myself for his gambling debt.  My mouth 
open wide as  I see it in his eyes.
    Looking at the three of them and  heading for the door.  "Break his 
finger."  Stopping and turning as I  hear my brother scream with fear.  Seeing 
his hand grasped as I turn to  look back.  Then walking back to the men. 
    Rage filling me, as I try to look  into his eyes as he will not meet 
mine.  "You fucking bastard," the words  spitting out of my mouth as I look at 
him and then slap his face with my  hand.  Feeling the sting and warmth on 
my palm as I look at him and then  nod my head assent.
    My brother not even trying to defend  me as his little sister, just 
going with their suggestion.  "Go sit in the  corner and be quiet."  My brother 
walking to sit on a chair; just out of  the light of the pool table.
===>  ===>
    Feeling myself spun around and the  smaller man reaching out and 
grabbing my breasts in a mauling fondle.  His  fingers digging into the soft flesh 
as I moan with  pain at the rough  treatment.  The bigger man walking to 
the door and opening it and shouting  that he doesn't want to be disturbed.  
Then closing and locking the  door.  My lower lip trembling as I stand in 
front of the one man and feel  the hands of the big man squeezing my ass 
cheeks.  My legs quaking as I  feel both men now moving their hands over my body, 
pulling and squeezing and  pinching my soft flesh.
    Looking to the corner where my  brother's legs are just visible as the 
men begin to collect their down  payment.  Wondering what my brother is 
thinking.  The prick giving me  up for his fucking habit.  Feeling the hands 
roaming freely.  My teen  body shaking with fear as the men grope and man 
handle my soft  flesh.
    The men stepping back,  "strip  naked girl, I want to see all of what 
we are buying with this down  payment.  Looking at the men, eyes wide, 
feeling a slap on my ass, not  gentle, but cushioned by my skirt.  Then moving 
back to the pool table,  till I feel the edge against my ass cheeks.  My hands 
reaching to my tank  top and crossing my hands, pulling it up and over my 
head.  The material  grazing the semi hard tips of my nipples.  My eyes 
closing as I feel a  shiver of sensation.  Then dropping the top to the floor.  My 
small,  hopefully still developing breasts. like small cones thrusting from 
my  chest.  The nipples tingling and swelling, as my hands reach down to my 
 denim skirt and undo the fly and zipper.  Wiggling my ass and the 
waistband  of the jean skirt over my hips.  Standing in a high cut bikini panty and  
feeling my belly quivering as I hook my fingers in the waistband and slide 
them  down my thighs. 
    Standing naked in the stark light of  the pool table.  My small breasts 
looking immature and my hips wider,   as I move my hands from my mound and 
expose the puffy lips of my vulva.   Not only swollen; but hairless.  
Letting these men see what my mother has  not for years.
    The big man stepping into the circle  of the light and his huge hands, 
like paws as I look up to him and his hands on  my shoulder push me down to 
my knees.  The teasing is over now.  Now  is the time for payment.  "Open my 
pants and pull my cock out girl."   His voice loud and deep in the room.  
My fingers shaking as they reach to  his pants and undoing his belt buckle, 
then the button to his pants and pulling  down the zipper with a loud whisk 
of sound in the deal silent room.   Pushing the fly open and reaching into 
his boxer shorts to the outlined  cock.  Feeling it warm as my slender fingers 
grasp and pull it free.   The foreskin already pulling back from the crown, 
ad I look at the blunt  tool. 
    His fingers wrapping in my long hair  and pulling me to his groin.  The 
warm skin of his shaft brushing my  cheek.  Inhaling a deep breath and 
pulling in the musk of his manhood,  coupled with the smell of sweat and urine.  
My eyes going wide, as he moves  my head to the fat mushroom cap and then 
shoves it against my lips.  My  mouth parting and feeling the thick head, 
strectching and then filling my  cheeks.  Bulging them as I gag on the taste of 
his cock.  Tasting of  the early scents.  Trying to swallow as he shove my 
head deep down the  shaft and jerks his hips forward.  Gagging as the blunt 
head finds my  throat quickly and partially blocks my airway.  My saliva 
slipping from the  sides of my mouth, as I gurgle on the thick head and shaft.  
Trying to pull  back from his cock, but his hand shoving me deep on it 
again.  My throat  bulging and struggling for breath as he holds me deep on his 
cock.  His  wiry pubic hair scratching my tender cheeks.  My nose buried 
against his  pubic bone.  His free hand shoving his pants down his legs.  
Grasping  my hair and pulling me off his cock and pushing his boxers down  now.
    Then pulling my head back onto his  cock.  Sawing hard up and down, 
using my head to fuck his cock, rather then  his cock fucking my head.  Spittle 
and saliva spraying on my face and his  groin as I suckle noisily on this 
prick.  His hands locked on my head,  pulling my head deep on his cock, the 
head lodging in my throat as I gurgle  spits and air bubbles, trying to pull 
air into my burning lungs.  Tears  coursing down my cheeks, my eye shadow 
running in black stream to merge with the  spittle around the edges of my 
mouth and hanging in elongating strands from my  chin.
    My whole body shaking as dig my hands  into his thighs and try to push 
myself off of his thick nasty organ.  Eyes  going wide as my brain starves 
for oxgen.  Flashes of red bursts in my  thoughts as my hands weaken and drop 
to my sides, hanging  loosely.
    Then hearing his loud evil laugh as  he releases my head and I choke 
and gasp as the fresh oxygen fills my  lungs.  Spit and snot and tears running 
into my dry mouth.  My hands  grasping my chest as I hear voices somewhere 
around me.  Noise, but not  distinct words.  Eyes watching his engorged cock 
swaying in front of my  face like a cobra moving to the sound of a flute.
    Continuing to choke and hold my  throat, feeling the burning on the 
tissue of my throat now raw.  Eyes  refocusing to watch the big man move back 
and lift his body up to a sitting  position on the edge of the table. 
    "Come here bitch.  You are far  from done."  Looking around the dimness 
of the room, as I knell half  crumpled on the floor.  My hair grabbed from 
behind and yanked.  "Get  you skanky ass over there and suck his cock you 
little cunt."  The smaller  man giving another yank and then slapping my face 
hard.  My eyes focusing  and my brain now registering the words.  Cheek 
stinging and burning from  the slap. 
    Then slowly crawling over to the man  sitting on the pool table.  
Looking up as he smiles and then laughs.   Then pushing myself to my feet and 
leaning over to take his cock once more into  my mouth.  His big hands grabbing 
my head once more and forcing it over the  head of his prick.  Lips 
stretched and then forming around his shaft as I  bob my head up and down his thick 
meaty dick.  My hands braced on the edges  of the table.
    My face a mess of mixed fluids as I  slip up and down his veiny length. 
 Jerking as I feel the other man grab my  ass cheeks and squeeze them hard 
in his hands.  Then pulling them apart and  releasing, slapping one and the 
other.  My body swaying with the slaps of  his palms on the soft flesh.  
Groaning on the cock buried in my mouth as  the man on the table leans over and 
grabs the hard nubs of my nipples.   Twisting and pinching the sensitive 
buds.  Mauling them as I feel another  hard slap on my ass cheek. 
    "Spread your legs cunt."   Another slap as I move my legs apart and 
feel the warm bobbling cock against my  inner thighs.  The smaller man grabbing 
my hips and shoving his erection  between my legs and into the wetness of 
my cunt.  The head spreading my  labia and then rippling into my tunnel.  My 
walls spreading then grasping  his swollen prick.
    His thrusts quick and hard, burying  the length deep in my wet cunt.  
My pounding in my head as I try to  remember to suckle the cock in my mouth 
and then the hard thrusts filling my  young pussy from behind as I spitted on 
the pricks.  Just rocking into one  cock and back to another as they are 
both thrusting at my body now.  Eyes  closed as I try to escape my mind and 
not think of this rape.
    Eyes opening wide as I feel the first  spurt of cum shoot into my mouth 
and coat the back of my mouth.  The next  one again filling my warm mouth 
with cream, and then swallowing a glob of goo in  time to feel the next one 
in my mouth. 
    The man behind continuing to batter  my cunt lips, his heavy balls 
slapping against the inside of my thighs.   HIs grunts and puncuating each 
stroke.  The slap of his flesh on my ass  cheeks and the wet squishy suctioning 
on his cock on my cunt loud in my ears as  I inhale and smell the sweaty musk 
of bodies.
    Eyes looking up as the big man pulls  out of my mouth and sprays my 
face with a splattering of goblets of cream.   The jism coating my hair and 
face with pearly white droplets.  Then his  hand pulling my hair back and 
rubbing his still oozing cock on my face.   Painting and marking me with his cum. 
 The sticky cream mixing with the  other moisture staining my face.  
Slapping his semi hard cock on my face as  he grasping my sore throat and tilts my 
head up to look at him.
    Longs minutes as the man behind me  continues his assault of my cunt 
and finally filling it with strong eruptions of  his semen.  Coating my walls 
and the entrance to my womb with the creamy  seed. 
    "Suck it girly."  The big man  shoving his semi hard cock into my mouth 
again, as my cheeks pull in and out,  sucking lift into his prick.  The 
meaty shaft swelling slowly and filling  my mouth again.  The man pulling his 
prick out and rubbing it on my  face.  His partner now pulling his cock out 
of my cunt.  A soft wet  pop of sound and I can feel the seed moving to seep 
from my entrance and hang on  my puffy cunt lips.
    "You want her mouth?  The big  man's words filling my ears with dread 
as I realize they are not finished.   My brother forgotten now, as I stand in 
the circle of light from the pool table  and dazedly wait for the smaller 
man to clamber onto the table and pull my face  to his mostly deflated cock.  
The soft shaft glistening in the start light  over the table.  My mouth 
opening as he pulls my hair and head to the  knobby tip of his cock and my lips 
open as they suck the semi hard cock into my  mouth.  Tasting his seed and 
my cunt on the head and shaft.  One of  his hands milking his shaft  and 
tasting precum or left over seed slip  from the small cum slit.
    The bigger man slapping my ass cheeks  hard  and my legs spreading to 
allow him access.  His aroused prick  filling my slick cunt and his grunts 
and groans pistoning me onto the man in  front of me.  My tongue and lips 
working the cock and feeling it slowly  grow in girth and length.  The knobby 
head teasing the back of my throat as  he fucks my head with long slow 
strokes.  His orgasm actually fairly quick  and just a small amount of seed spewing 
from his pee slit into my mouth.   Gulping it and swallowing and sucking 
the knob.
    The large man pounding my cunt with  bruising strokes.  My cunt lips 
sore and raw from the hard pounding of his  boner.  My legs trembling from 
strain and tension as he adds his seed to my  cunt.  Feeling him holding 
himself hard against my ass, and the jerking of  his hips as he empties whatever 
his heavy nuts had to give.
    The big man pulling free and wiping  his goo on my ass cheeks, Then 
leaning down and taking my skirt and wiping his  cock off.  The smaller man 
slipping off the table and finding his trousers  and sliding them up his legs.  
The big man, now grabbing me and spinning me  around and forcing me to my 
knees one more time and then shoving his limp cock  to my swollen mouth lips. 
 Licking his seed and my cunt juices from his  cock and then looking" up 
waiting form my next direction.
    "Get dressed you little slut."   His hand reaching to lift me to my 
feet, with his fingers pinched under my  chin.  "You do have a nice pussy 
bitch.  If your brother doesn't bring  us the interest tomorrow, then you show up 
and pay it girl.  And I think I  will take that ass of yours next.  I bet 
that is nice and tight.  Or  maybe some of our customers would like a bit of 
your young cunt."
    Shoving my head back.  "Get  dressed and get out of here and come back 
tomorrow at noon with payment.   You or your sissy brother."  Looking over 
to my brother now, the man with a  sneer on his face.  "What type of a man 
would let his sister suck and fuck;  because he can't pay his debts."  Shaking 
his head as he opens the door to  the room and goes out front, the smaller 
man following.
    The men in the next room looking in  and seeing me standing naked, as I 
try to cover my body and find my  clothing.   Quickly stepping to the side 
and throwing on my skirt and  top.  Daubing at my cunt with my panties and 
leaving them behind as I walk  weakly out of the back room.  My cunt and 
mouth aching from the  fucking.  My brother walking behind me as I half walk, 
half stumble to the  door.  Not looking at the others in the room as I feel 
the flush of my face  humiliated and hearing laughter of the men in the room 
as the door closes behind  us.
    "Sis sis........................I am  sorry."  His words causing me to 
break down and sob with emotion as I  stumble the long blocks to my car.  
Thankfully he went the other  direction. 
    As I pull my door open and feel the  pain as I lift one leg to sit in 
the drivers seat.  Sweating and feeling  the fullness of my cunt lips 
throbbing as I squeeze my thighs together.   Then locking my doors and pulling my 
skirt up and rubbing myself hard to a quick  and startled orgasm.  My nipples 
acking with tenderness and sensation as I  massage them through my top.  
Eyes closing and dragging another quick cum  from my overheated body.
    Bastards, fucking bastards.  Not  sure if I meant the two men or my 
brother or all three.  Driving home  and hoping my mom isn't waiting there.  
Wondering if I will have to pay  interest tomorrow and how long an hour can be 
if you are pulling a  train...........
 
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