Chapter Two - Pawn Sacrifice



      Beth had been at the Conners home for a week now, but Tommy was
not having things all his own way.  Beth made no secret of the
fact that she was smitten, but she was clearly not going to be a
slave.  Tommy realized that he would have to win her affections
and he was grimly determined to do so.

      John Conners was more than a little amused to see how much
trouble his son was having in his campaign to dominate the
little blonde.  And he was pleased to see how much she took
after him, rather than her mother.  Truly a superior child.

      Meanwhile, John was contemplating his next step.  Angela was,
he thought, ripe for plucking.  But he felt that to be on the
safe side it would be best to resolve the situation with Jane
Sullivan first.  Also, he wanted Anne to have succumbed to
Tommy's charms before he took any of his daughters.  She
couldn't complain about his plans if she were fucking their son.

      It was late afternoon when John arrived at Jane Sullivan's
small house on the outskirts to town.  Jane let him in without
protest and without question.  Even as she longed to ask about
her daughter, she felt her pussy moisten and her nipples
hardened as John put his arms around her and drove his tongue
into her mouth.

      Jane kissed back and moaned in desire and shame.  She had to
hate him; he had ruined her reputation by making her his
mistress, then he had destroyed her will by treating her worse
than a whore, finally he had taken her daughter from her.  But
right now all she felt was want.  She wanted him to kiss her, to
suck her breasts, to lick her pussy, to fuck her in any hole he
wanted.

      John grinned as he saw her respond to his kiss.  He pulled her
blouse open and grabbed her breast, hard.  Jane groaned at the
pain and his cock twitched.  Pulling away, he spoke for the
first time since he came into the room.  "Strip, you slut.  I
want to talk to you, but a good fuck first.  I'll meet you in
the bedroom."

      John was lying on her bed naked and erect when she finally came
slowly into her bedroom.  As he had instructed she was now naked
also.  Her breasts bounced a little as she walked to the bed and
John noticed that the nipples were hard and swollen for his
mouth.  He also saw that her inner thighs were coated with lube
dripping from her pussy.

      "You get on top this time.  I don't feel like working up a
sweat tonight.  Besides, this is more for your benefit than
mine."

      Jane looked like she had just been slapped.  "Please don't be
like that, Johnny." she begged him.  "I love you so much.  Why
do you have to treat me like this?"

      John smirked, "Because you let me.  You are weak and worthless.
Thank God Beth doesn't take after you.

      "Now, get up here and put your little cunt on my cock before I
change my mind and leave."

      Unable to resist him any further Jane mounted his cock.  She
loved the feel of him entering her.  She knew this was the only
way she could be close to him, and she hated herself for
settling for so little.

      It wasn't enough, but it was all she had.

      John was enjoying the fuck on several levels.  Jane's cunt was
still tight and her tits firm.  On a purely physical level she
was a great fuck.  But John was also delighted by way she
crawled to satisfy his whims.  Even more he relished what was to
come.  Knowing what he had in mind for Beth would probably
destroy Jane and he was looking forward to seeing the horror in
her eyes when he told her.

      Jane was temporarily happy.  The joy she felt at once again
being mated to John Conners pushed every thing else out of her
mind.  She was would come soon and then John would come in her
and for a brief moment her life would be complete.

      "Oh, Johnny, I love you," she moaned.  "Fuck me, Johnny, make
me come.  Oh, Johnny let me come on your big cock."

      "Bend down, Honey," he said, "let me at those great titties.  I
hope Beth grows a pair like this."

      Jane leaned forward and dropped her nipples in his face.  She
barely heard his words and they didn't matter now.  She was
about to come.

      As soon as John began to suck and lick and nibble on her
breasts Jane had what was to be her last orgasm.  It was
wonderful and lasted a full minute.  She looked down at John as
he joined her, filling her pussy with his semen.  "Oh, John,"
she whispered, "thank you for coming with me."  Then she
collapsed onto the bed.

      Normally John would have held out longer, but tonight he wanted
to move on.  It was time to tell Jane what was to be.

      Shaking Jane he ordered her to get up and wait for him in the
living room.  Then he went for a quick shower.

      Once again fully dressed John stared at his mistress as she sat
on the couch.  Her body language said she was expecting a blow
and he was ready to deliver it.

      "You know that I intend to keep Beth with me from now on," he
said; it was a statement of fact, not a question.

      Jane nodded, "I will miss her, but it's past time she was with
her father."

      "That," snarled John, "is not the point.  She is not there as
my daughter.  She has never been acknowledged as my child, and
she never will be."

      "But, then why take her from me?" Jane moaned to her lover.

      "It's simple."  John's voice was flat now, like he was
discussing the weather or a loan application.  "Tommy is growing
up and needs a mate.  I don't want to see my genes watered down
any further.  Beth is a strong and superior child; there is more
of me in her than of you.  She will bear him acceptable
offspring."

      "NO!" Jane screamed.  "It's incest; their children could be
deformed or retarded."

      "Only if they take after you," John sneered.  "As for it being
incest, well nobody knows that except you, you ignorant slut. 
Their marriage will be perfectly legal, the children legitimate."

      "I'll tell," she said.

      "Go ahead.  Nobody will believe you.  Just a immoral tramp and
thief, trying to hurt her old boss."

      Jane was confused.  "What are you talking about?"

      John smiled.  "Last summer I let you work in my bank for a
while, remember.  Well, the bank records show that $15,000 was
embezzled.  They also show that you took the money and we hushed
it up to avoid embarrassment.  By the way, you also confessed."

      John gave the cowering woman a handful of papers.  "These are
only copies, so don't bother destroying them," he said.

      Jane quickly thumbed through the documents.  She had been a
bank employee for a short time and she had been happy.  She was
around John all day, every day.  They had quick fucks in his
office before and after work, and instead of lunch she had eaten
his cum every noon.  John had her sign a number of letters and
other documents and she had thought it was because he was
pleased with her work.  Now she saw she had signed a number of
bogus funds transfer orders, fake deposit slips, and a
confession.

      "But this was all last year," she said, in growing fog.

      "I plan ahead.  I've been meaning to breed Beth to my son since
the day you dropped her.  Now I've gotten everything I ever
wanted from you.  I will never see you again; you will never see
Beth again.  Try, and the originals of those documents go to my
good friend the State's Attorney, and you go to jail."

      With that John Conners left.  He barely heard, and paid no
attention to, Jane's last statement as he left.  "I'm not
completely done.  I will fight you," she said.

      For the next week Jane tried to call Beth at the Conners home,
but the staff had been alerted and her daughter never learned
that she had called.  She even tried to break into the Conners
compound, but she was quickly caught and sent packing.  She
haunted the mall and the park and any other place she thought
Beth might go, but never caught her.

      Then she got a call from John.  "Well, it seems you can't take
advice," he snarled into the phone.  "But, I'm not vindictive. 
The story you plan to tell is obviously the product of a
disordered mind.  I think rather than having you jailed, the
proper course would be to have you committed to the state asylum
for the insane."

      "Try it," she said.  "There would be a hearing, people will
know what you are trying to do to my little girl."

      John didn't seem to hear her.  "Of course, such an affliction
might be hereditary.  I would have to protect my family from
such a danger.  The wisest course would be to have Beth
committed too.  Perhaps you two would be able to meet between
the shock treatments."

      Jane collapsed and began to cry.  "No, Johnny, please no. 
Don't hurt my baby.  My God, she is your daughter, too; whether
you call her that or not.  Please!  Don't!"

      "Then you better learn to keep your goddamn mouth shut," he
replied and hung up.

      She was beaten.  She knew how powerful John was, how many
friends he had who would do him any favor.  If she tried to
protect her daughter, she would only destroy her.  Jane saw
herself as a worthless failure as a mother.  There was only one
thing she could do.

      Some years earlier there had been a string of robberies in
Harmony Falls and Jane had begged John to get her a gun so she
could protect herself.  He had presented her with a single shot
derringer.  When she protested that one bullet was not enough he
had replied, "If you use it right, one is all you need."

      As she put the short barrel into her mouth she understood what
he had meant.  One was all she needed.  She didn't bother with a
note; John would simply have it destroyed.  As she pulled the
trigger her last thought was that now the Child Welfare people
would get involved and take custody of Beth.  Anything had to be
better than being left with John.

      Little did she know that one of the documents John had conned
her into signing the year before was an arrangement giving him
custody of Beth in the event of her death.

       John always planned ahead.