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It began from the time I was born. By the time I was three I understood that Mommy had to go in her room with men she hung out with. She told me that she had to make money that way so I could eat. When I turned four I understood that she had been lying. That was when she started to make me go in the room with her while she fucked the random men she brought home. She forced me to watch her as she showed me what to do to make the men "happy," that's what she called sucking their dicks and balls and letting them touch her.

The first time she only made me watch and told me how I should suck them and to not bite them and things like that. A few times I saw one of the men hit her in the face, it made me mad but later, when she found me sitting on the living room sofa, she told me that they were doing something called rape roleplay. When I asked her what it was, she told me that it was when her and her man did what she made me watch them do, only that she pretended she didn't want to suck or fuck him so he had to force her.

This confused me, so I asked her, "Why do you guys do that Mommy?" She sat down beside me on the sofa and put her hand on my knee. "Honey, you're just young, you'll learn soon enough though exactly why I do that," she started. While she was saying this she had started to run her hand up my leg, her hand was on my upper thigh when she continued, "You're going to be Mommy's little slut, you think your ready for that?" she asked me as her hand traveled further up my leg. I started to tell her that I didn't want to do it, but as I opened my mouth to tell her she said, "Trust me, it may take a while but you'll learn to enjoy this," she ran her hand over the space between my legs, "soon enough, my little slut," she rubbed the spot between my legs again, stood up and left. Before she walked out of the room, she turned and said, "Next time a man comes here, you will be pleasuring him, do you understand me slut?" I looked at her and was thinking to myself, Why are you doing this to me? What have I done wrong? When I didn't answer her she walked back to the sofa and slapped me in the face, "Do you understand me? You little slut?

"Yes," I had started crying so it came out as more of a choked sob rather than actual words. She slapped me again, "Stop crying you worthless, pathetic, little bitch. You will say yes ma'am when I ask you a question from now on do you understand me?" she yelled.
"Yes ma'am," I sobbed.
"Stop crying you little cunt," she said, "you are old enough to be a slut now and that means NO CRYING!!!" she screamed in my face.
"Yes ma'am," I said softly trying to stifle the sobbes racking through my body.
"Good girl," she said, calmer now, and patted me on the head before turning and walking back toward the hallway. "The next man will be here probally tommorow if I can pick one up. I want you in the outfit I set out for you when I get home from work tommorow understand?"
"Yes ma'am," I said

When I went to bed that night I noticed that Mommy had set out an outfit for me to wear when I got up, it was a black, silky, training bra and a thong that didn't look like it would cover anything on me. I sighed and got in the bed, trying to concentrate on not crying, Mommy could hear me and she told me I would get hurt if I cried. The tears fell anyways as I silently cried myself to sleep.

The next morning when I woke up I started to get dressed when I remembered the outfit Mommy wanted me to wear for when she brought home her next fuck buddy. I stared at the outfit and started to cry again as I slipped off my pajamas and began to put on the training bra that barely covered my nipples. Once I got the thong on, I started to pace around my room to try and get used to the feel of a strap up my ass. It wasn't comfortable at all and I remember wondering if it was a man who came up with these things.

I walked out of my room in the new bra and paties, down the hallway and into the kitchen where my mom was just about to grab her bag and walk out the side door. She paused when she saw me and smiled encouagingly as I started at my feet and blushed. By then I was old enough to understand that I should keep my body to myself, that's what everyone at my pre school had been taught.
"It's okay girl," Mommy said, "Like I said you'll get used to it soon enough, I'll be back around 3:00pm so you need to be ready for us, I want you in my room, on my bed, in that outfit, you understand me?"

"Yes ma'am," I said, still staring at the floor.
"Get your head up slut," she said harshly, "You are going to start being proud of your body and you are going to love showing it off, understand?"
"Yes ma'am Mommy," I said picking my head up and looking her strait in the face. I know she saw the fear burning in them but she ignored it.
"I'll be back around 3:00," she reminded me, "you'll enjoy yourself, don't worry."

As I heard her car drive out of the garage, I sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV. After watching it for a while I got up and made myself breakfast. After I was done eating I went back to the sofa and layed down, I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before because I had been crying so much. I looked at the clock to see how much longer I had before Mommy got home. It was just now 11:00 so I closed my eyes and feel asleep within five minutes.

The sound of the door opening woke me up and I quickly got up and ran into Mommy's bedroom and closed the door so I wouldn't get in trouble. I heard her talking to someone in the living room, as they came closer to her bedroom I recognized the second voice as a man. I started to shake with fear as their footsteps got closer to the room. I crawled onto the bed like I had been told to do and tried to curl up in a ball and cover up as much of myself as I could in the revealing bra and thong. I looked up as I heard the door open and saw Mommy walk in followed by a man.

"There she is, I told you she was pretty didn't I?" Mommy said proudly, "This is her first time, feel free to do what you want, but she doesn't know what to do that well yet, we'll need to teach her."
"That's fine," he replied staring at me, I could feel his eyes running over every inch of my body and I curled up in a tighter ball in response.
"Get your ass over here slut," Mommy ordered. I shook my looked up at her and shook my head no, silently begging her not to do this.
"I said get up you fucking slut!" Mommy yelled and walked across the room to slap me in the face. I saw her coming and scrambled off the bed trying to avoid what I knew was coming. I stood up beside the bed and she stopped in front of me and pulled her hand back to hit me, I flinched and she said, "Say you're sorry for not obeying you fuck slave."

"I'm sorry Mommy," I said quietly and she slapped me across the face, the force of it almost threw me to the floor.
"What the fuck did I tell you to call me slave?" she yelled.
"Yes ma'am," I whispered, holding my hand over where she had hit me, it hurt but I knew if I said anything I'd get hit again.
"Say you're sorry," she ordered.
"I'm sorry ma'am,"
"Good girl," she said as she stepped back toward the man who was watching the whole scene with a smile on his face. These kinds of things got him so fucking horney and he could feel his huge erection straining against his pants already.

"She's all yours," Mommy said to the man, "I'm watching this time so I can coach her easier on how to be better next time."
The man's face broke into a huge smile as he walked toward me. He roughly picked me up and put me on the bed. He shoved me onto my back in the middle of the bed. I tried to get up but he hit me in the stomach and then grabbed me around the neck and forced me to lay back down.
"Stay like that and this won't hurt as much," he said as he ran his hands over my small trembling body, "You will call me either Sir or Master, do you understand me?"
"Yes Sir," I said, wanting to avoid getting hit again.
"Good girl," he said, in the same way that someone would praise a dog during training.

He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself on top of me. I looked up at him with the same look that I gave Mommy, silently begging him not to do anything to me. He just laughed at me as he turned me over and unclasped the bra. He turned me back over and started groping my barely there tits. I started to squirm trying to get away from him as tears began to flow down my face. He suddenly grabbed both my tits and squeezed them harder and harder while ordering my to stay still. When I did he rewarded me by letting go of my tits with his hands and replacing them with his mouth. While he was sucking on my tits, his hands were slowly running down my body and I felt him remove the thong and stick one finger into my pussy.

I yelped in pain and tried to move away from him as he shoved his finger deeper into me.
"Mommy, help me!" I pleaded with her, she just looked at me.
"Get used to it slut," was the only response I got out of her. It was then that I decided to give up, I thought that maybe if I didn't struggle then I wouldn't be hurt as much, just like the man had told me. I grew still under him and he brought his face up from my tits to look at me under him and said, "Good girl slut, now say thank you Master."
"Thank you Master," I whimpered.

He smiled at me as he shoved another finger into my pussy. He slowly started to pump his fingers in and out of me, and the pain was becoming worse. I tried not to struggle but I was finding it impossible not to cry as he violated every part of me.
He suddenly shoved four fingers into my pussy and started pumping them in and out of me. I cried out in pain and begged him to stop as his fingers moved faster and faster. He pulled his fingers out of me and shoved his hand toward my mouth.
"Lick it," he ordered, moving his hand closer, "don't you dare bite me either you cock whore." I slowly opened my mouth and allowed him to shove his fingers into it. When he was satisfied I had licked his fingers clean he withdrew his fingers and stood up. I began to get up too but he ordered me to stay on the bed. I moved back onto it and layed back down on my back praying it would be over soon.

I felt his wieght as he moved back onto the bed. He had stripped his pants and underware off not being able to stand the almost painful erection, he needed release now and I was the one he wanted to give it to him.
"Stay," he ordered again as he moved over me so that his cock and balls were above my head. "If you bite me you will regret it, you understand?"
"Yes Master," I replied.
"Open your mouth,"
I slowly opened my mouth as his cock came closer to me. As his cock slide into my small mouth I started choking and gagged on his huge erection as he pushed himself further into me. He ordered me to suck him and I started doing the best I could, going from what I had seen Mommy do.

"She's a fucking natural," he moaned.
"She should be," I heard Mommy reply as she walked across the room toward the bed, "She's seen me do it enough."
As I was choking on Master's cock I felt Mommy moving her fingers into my pussy again. They continued like that for a while, Master gagging me with his cock and Mommy fingering my pussy.
"Time to fuck her," Mommy suddendly said. He got off me, and slide down so that his cock was placed at the entrance of my pussy.

I felt him start to push himself inside of me and gritted my teeth trying not to scream with the pain that came with him breaking my hymn, I could feel the blood start to lubricate my pussy. He pushed himself halfway into me and I broke down and started sobbing and screaming and begging him to stop.
"That's what I like girl, keep screaming," he said as he started to pull out of me, "You ready for this?" he asked.
"No no no please don't, it hurts," I begged.
"It's supposed to sweetie, it'll get easier once you're streched out some. You have got to be one of the tighest pussies I've ever fucked." he said smiling like that was the greatest thing in the world.

He pulled out of me almost all the way, grabbed my arms and held them above my head, and slammed all seven inches of his cock into me. I screamed so loud I was surprised he didn't hit me. He continued to pump his cock in and out of me as I screamed and cried and struggled to get away. He started to shove into me harder and harder until he gave one last shove and buried himself into me as deeply as he could. I could feel the cum shooting out of his cock and pouring into my pussy. I stopped screaming and winced in pain as he pulled out of me. I lay still on the bed when he placed his dick in front of my face again and ordered me to clean him off.

I silently obeyed, sucking all the cum and pussy juice off of his cock. When I was done he got off me and put his pants back on.
"She's good for a first timer," he told Mommy with a huge smile on his face.
"Glad you enjoyed her," Mommy said, "feel free to come back anytime you want her, she'll be better soon enough once she gets more experience. Get up and put you're clothes back on," she told me. I did what I was told, biting my lip to stop from crying out from the pain between my legs. As I was pulling my thong back on I noticed that there was blood running down my leg.

"Mommy," I said quietly, pointing to my leg when she looked at me.
"Well go clean it up girl," she said sharply. I walked past the two of them and went down the hall to the bathroom to clean the blood off my legs. When I was finished and had some real clothes on I came out of the bathroom to find Mommy standing in the hallway looking down at me. I stopped and stared back at her and realized that she had a wade of money in her hand. She waved it in front of me and said, "It's time for you to pay for you're own shit."
10 comments

Anonymous readerReport

2013-12-31 19:54:50
Not hot or freakish enough

godReport

2009-09-20 22:53:57
it was good but could be longer and more story lines like where is her fother what happen to him

Anonymous readerReport

2009-04-30 21:11:44
LOVED IT FUCK HER ASS NEXT TIME... I came so hard

Anonymous readerReport

2009-04-09 01:32:38
I agree this story is terrible

IENVYUReport

2009-04-07 02:41:26
LOVED THE STORY VERY DETAILED, WISH SHE WAS ME

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