Partners
Day Nine
Robert stumbled downstairs, he had to meet with his lawyers, though he
felt in no condition to do so. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw
Lisa sitting in front of the TV, the pile of videocassettes was laying spread
out on the coffee table, looking at the screen he saw the horrible image of
Carol fist fucking Jamie. Robert couldn't speak, he felt his face go red as
Lisa watched him, she was pale.
"How could you?" Her makeup was streaked. "How could you?" Robert was
speechless. Lisa held up a tape, he could see Day Nine scrawled on the plastic.
"It was delivered to the office, the man said I should get it to you
immediately. The front door was open and I saw all this." Lisa waved her arms
to indicate the mess of the house and the strewn videocassettes. "How could
you?"
Robert sputtered out a few useless and unintelligible words, he had no
answer that would explain what had happened.
"We've got to go to the police!"
"No, no, we can't, I tried to..." Robert blurted out his protest.
"You mean you tried to have him killed? I've watched the tapes!"
Lisa's body shuddered with rage, the anger was clearly visible in her face.
"Don't you want to know what happens?" Lisa held up the Day Nine tape,
then threw it at Robert, she was up and out the door before he could even react.
Robert stumbled down the stairs and stood over the videotape as it lay on the
floor like a horrible beacon.
After the VCR whirred to life the horrible grinning face of Rod appeared
on screen.
"Hey Buddy, we've got a little field trip planned for your little girl,"
The camera shifted to Rod's right and showed Jamie sitting on a small bench, she
was dressed in a hip hugging micro skirt that barely covered the confluence of
her legs. Her young breasts were squeezed into an impossibly tight halter top,
she had on high heels that looked too dangerous to walk in. Jamie had her legs
clamped together trying to hide her sex but there was an obvious shot of her
crotch. The camera moved up to Jamie's face, tears dribbled down her hollow
cheeks, a huge ball gag filled her mouth, her arms were pulled behind her back
and locked together with cuffs. "But we've got to do something to make sure
little old Jamie keeps her mouth shut. We don't want her blabbing and ruining
all the fun, now do we?" Rod tapped Jamie on the head then moved to where Karen
sat, her hands were pulled up over her head and tied, her legs were spread wide
and chained to the floor.
"Ah, your lovely wife." Karen's eyes followed Rod's movements, but
without energy, Robert could see the dark lines of the stitches at her lips.
"Dear, dear Karen." Rod ran his hand through her hair, Robert could
hear her whimper softly. Rod looked back at the camera.
"We're planning to put Jamie on the street tonight and see if she can
help you come up with some money." The camera turned back to Jamie and the
confluence of her legs, she tried to squeeze her thighs even closer together but
it didn't seem to work. She grunted into the gag. The screen shifted back to
Rod.
"I just wanted to give her an idea of what will happen to Mommy if she
doesn't do exactly what we say tonight." Rod walked to a small table set up
near Karen, he picked up a thin shinny metal rod. He moved back towards where
Karen sat while holding the steel high in the air.
"Your wives lovely tits," Rod cupped one of Karen's large breasts in his
hand, "they've regained their normal hue after that first display of ours." Rod
smiled at the camera, Karen started screaming as he lifted the metal skewer
towards her chest, he let the sharp point of the metal run across her skin
raising a small trail of red under the steel's path. "It's sharp, that's good!"
Rod winked at the screen. He grabbed for Karen's nipple and pulled it forward
till her breast was tugged to a conical shape. "Let's just see how sharp it
is." Karen thrashed in her bonds but the various ropes and chains held her
still. Rod moved the point of the skewer to the base of her breast, almost to
the level of her ribcage. Karen's screams were absolutely terrible as the metal
rod penetrated the base of her tit. The long shaft of metal disappeared further
and further into Karen's mammary, Rod only had a few inches of steel left in his
fingers when the sharp point began emerging from the other side of her Karen's
breast. The sharp steel easily punctured the flesh and gleamed red in the
bright lights. The muffled sounds of Jamie's screams could be heard off camera.
Karen's head rolled and then fell forward unconscious. The camera spun and
showed Jamie hopping off the small bench, her eyes were wide and locked on her
mothers punctured tit.
Rod moved casually to the small table and picked up a second skewer.
Karen awoke screaming as Rod pushed the tip of steel through her other breast.
Karen was frothing at the mouth like a mad dog by the time the second skewer had
been pushed through her flesh. Drool ran down her face like a child. Rod moved
to where Jamie sat and knelt beside her.
"So, do you understand what you are to do tonight?" Jamie nodded her
head vigorously up and down.
"And you understand that you're not to say a thing about all our fun to
anybody, right!" Jamie grunted into the gag and bobbed her head up and down.
Her eyes were locked on her mother's chest. The screen image went blue.
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When the image reappeared Jamie was standing alone on a dark street.
The bright red micro skirt barely covered her hips as she stood on the dirty
sidewalk. A few minutes passed, she shifted her weight from leg to leg trying
to maintain her balance on the impossibly high heels. She had a huge purse
dangling from her shoulder, it was bright red like her skirt. The camera seemed
to be set up across the street, Robert thought he could hear Jamie breathing,
sirens and traffic echoed in the distance.
A car pulled up to where Jamie stood, she must have had a microphone
planted someplace on her.
"How much?" Robert could almost see Jamie's shoulders shudder as she
sputtered out a response.
"$50."
"50 bucks, no way, let's say $20, and if you're good, well then, we'll
see about a tip." Robert could hear Jamie whine softly, she seemed to look up
at the camera, then dropped her head dejected and stumbled to the passenger seat
of the car and got in. The camera followed the car as it moved down the street
and pulled off on a side block. The cameraman stood up and started running
toward where the car was parked on the side street. Robert could see the car
stopped in the distance as he heard the audio of Jamie and the man in the car.
By the time the cameraman got into position Robert could see Jamie's head
bobbing up and down in the lap of the driver. The disgusting slurping sounds
made Robert want to be sick. He heard Jamie's muffled scream as her head
stopped moving, then Robert heard the guttural bellow of the man in the car.
Jamie's hands flailed above her head as the john held her head down over his
spewing cock.
Robert could hear Jamie sobbing as she sat up in the car.
"Don't spit it out in my car slut. Here, here's your twenty, get the
hell out!" The car peeled away before Jamie could even slam the door shut. She
was sobbing and spiting up the vile slime from her mouth as she walked back
towards the main road. The cameraman followed at a distance, never taking the
frame off Jamie.
She was only standing on the main drag for a few minutes before another
car pulled up.
"How much for a fuck?" Jamie looked in the direction of the camera for
an instant, then she hesitantly responded.
"$100 a piece." There were two men in the car, Robert could make out
the dual shadows in front seat.
"How about $100 for both of us?" Jamie was almost crying when she
responded.
"I can't do it for less then $150."
"Okay!" The passenger got out of the car and pushed Jamie into the
front seat, he sat next to her so she was jammed between the pair. Robert could
hear something rustling and then he heard a loud slap.
"I'm paying for it, I want to get a feel before we start." Jamie was
sobbing.
"I've got a, a room." Robert heard the rattle of keys.
"Whooooeeee. How old are you honey, you must be a professional." Jamie
hesitated.
"I'm 19." She groaned.
"Didn't your momma teach you to wear panties?" The cameraman was
running across an open field trying to keep the image locked on the car as it
pulled into a nearby motel. Jamie stumbled between the two young men as they
headed toward her room, for an instant Robert hoped he could identify the motel
but it was just a seedy run down hovel found in any town.
The image on screen was almost black as the cameramen moved down a
narrow corridor, then through a small low door. When the image reappeared it
was dark and grainy but Robert could make out his daughter being pawed by the
two men in the motel room, her halter top was down over her belly.
"Can I get the money?" Jamie sputtered out the words. One of the men
moved back from her and pulled out a roll of bills from his pocket.
"Open up that pretty mouth." When she did he stuffed a wad of bills in
Jamie's mouth. She stood with the money jammed in her mouth for a minute while
the two men roared in laughter, sobbing she fought her way out of the grasp of
the men and picked up her bag, she hid the money in the deep folds and pulled
something from the depths. With her head down she stripped the remainder of her
minimal clothes.
"Who wants to go first?" The sweet, innocent tone of Jamie's words
belied what she said. Both men moved toward her.
"We're not going to take turns darling, we're going to fuck you at the
same time!" The pair lifted Jamie off the ground and tossed her on the bed.
"Here are some condoms." Jamie held up the small gold packages.
"We're all friends here," one of the men knocked the condoms out of
Jamie's hand and they tumbled to the floor, "we don't need any condoms." The
other man moved behind where Jamie knelt on the bed and grabbed her arms. The
other man worked off his pants, his cock was huge and already hard when he
dropped his trousers. He moved forward and grabbed for the back of Jamie's head
forcing her mouth down over his member.
The image was bad but Robert could still see well enough to be
disgusted, he could hear Jamie gag as the man's cock drove deep in her throat,
he could almost see the bulge, her lips were spread wide encircling the pulsing
member.
Jamie tried to push away the john as the other man let go of her arms
but the man invading her mouth held tight to the back of her head.
The second man stripped and climbed naked on the bed behind Jamie, he
knelt behind her and took her tits in his hands, molding them between his
fingers while the other man continued to fuck her mouth.
Jamie choked on the invading cock as the man behind her pawed at her
hips and lined his cock up with her sex. He thrust in without foreplay and
Robert could make out Jamie's muffled scream. Salvia trailed down her chin as
the sound of flesh smacking flesh resounded through the room.
The pair of john's continued to fuck Jamie for a few more minutes. She
let out a huge gasp taking in a deep lung full of air as the one man pulled his
cock from her mouth. He disappeared off camera for an instant then returned
with a small tube in his hand. He laid on his back on the bed. The other man
stopped fucking Jamie from behind and she collapsed in a heap on the mattress,
the man on his back tapped the bed.
"Please!"
The man slapped her across the face.
"Time to earn your money slut!" The man's huge cock projected straight
in the air. Jamie struggled to her knees, she was still wearing the impossibly
high heels, she balanced on the heels and straddled the man lying on his back.
"Put it in your ass baby!" Robert could hear Jamie sobbing as she faced
the end of the bed with her back toward the man laying on the bed, his cock was
already coated in lube.
Jamie shrieked as the tip of the man's cock squeezed inside her narrow
asshole. More and more of the cock disappeared into her ass as she gradually
lowered herself onto the huge pole. The man on his back grabbed for Jamie's
chest and pulled her so she was lying on him, he began bucking his hips upwards
as he started to fuck her anally. Robert could hear Jamie yelp in pain with
each thrust of the man's cock, his hands were locked on her tits while the
second man stood stroking his erect cock at the end of the bed. In a few
moments he climbed on the bed and grabbed for Jamie's ankles, lifting them in
the air spreading and her wide, her ass was still impaled on the other man's
cock. The man kneeling between Jamie's widespread legs thrust forward and
buried himself in her sex. In no time the john's were fucking Jamie's teenage
body in unison. Robert could hear his little girl grunt in pain as the pair of
cocks continually violated her body in a horrible rhythm.
The video was poor but it was still gut wrenching to watch for Robert.
Jamie's legs kicked and flailed in the air as she was sandwiched between the two
men who'd bought her services. Robert couldn't tell which one it was who came
first but one of them roared in orgasm. Jamie's body was still being pummeled
by the other invading cock till he too spurted his load deep in her belly.
Robert could hear her whine as the men lay exhausted on, and under, her.
When the two men disengaged their cocks from Jamie's openings she rolled
on her side whimpering softly as the men dressed.
"You were sure worth the money." The man tossed a few more bills toward
Jamie's prostrate body. "Be here tomorrow night and I'll bring some more
friends by." Jamie was sobbing uncontrollably as they slammed the door shut
behind them.
The camera zoomed in on Jamie and her heaving breasts. She lay
whimpering on the bed when Robert heard a tap on the one-way mirror in front of
the camera. Jamie looked toward where the camera was hidden and struggled to
her feet. She left the view of the camera when she stumbled into the bathroom,
when she came out again she was squeezed back into the halter top and micro
skirt.
The video continued to run for at least another hour. It didn't seem to
be edited at all. Rod, or whoever was running the camera, gave Jamie a ride
back to her street corner. It took on a few minutes of her standing on the
block before another car stopped. This time the video was shot from a distance.
Robert could see the car shaking. The audio caught the sounds of Jamie's
humiliation clearly as another man filled her belly with sperm. As soon as she
got out of the car with one man another would pick her up. Sometimes the
cameraman got close and Robert could see his little girl getting fucked in the
cars, one time she was pinned beneath a man in the passenger seat, her legs were
spread and her heels pressed against the ceiling. Robert didn't think he could
take anymore when Jamie finally climbed in a van. Robert heard Rod's voice and
he cringed.
"How much money did you earn for daddy tonight?" Jamie dug into the
oversized purse and pulled out a crumpled wad of cash. Rod held it in front of
the camera and counted out the bills. Robert thought he'd be sick when Rod
counted out $480, he was disgusted at the thought of the number of men Jamie had
been forced to sell herself too for the money.
"Why don't you take off your outfit." Robert could see Jamie's chest
heave as she started crying in earnest but she didn't hesitate and soon was out
of her clothes.
"Why don't you show daddy that pretty pussy of yours." Jamie squatted
down, spreading her knees wide. The camera shook with the movement of the road
under the van. The screen zoomed in on the red and swollen labia of Jamie's
sex.
"Show daddy what those boys shot up into your belly tonight." Jamie
grunted as she stretched her sex lips wide, her pussy was puckered and Robert
saw the muscles of her abdomen clinch. A small glob of white sperm trailed out
of her tiny pink opening, it started dribbling down the inside of her thigh.
Robert heard Rod roar in laughter as the screen went black.
