Sue left the house, the car was waiting the engine running.Steve threw his cigarette out the window, he knew she was there.Sitting next to him in the front passenger seat she divided the money without being asked.

"So how was he?" Steve asked." good "she replied, looking out of the window, not wanting to look at him. "Good?" Steve said a sneer in his voice.She knew he would want more details, he always did.

She wondered where they were going, but knew better than to ask.She hoped they would not be too late back, they only had a babysitter till 11.They passed an all night garage, it's orange glow lighting up both their faces for a moment.then started to head out of the city.

"Where did he come?" asked Steve, pulling into a side road, driving more slowly as the road twisted and turned. "Over my tits "Sue said.

The car stopped. "Out" said Steve.When she was standing behind the car, looking over the barren winter fields he spoke again.

"Undo your shirt, and get your tits out of your bra."

She obeyed.Standing there, the cold air hardening her nipples.Her breasts were large, starting to sag now.He raised a hand.Hard he slapped one breast, then the next.She tried not to cry out as the hand fell.The sound of it, against her skin excited her, even as it hurt.

"So you let him come over your tits like the dirty little whore you are" Steve said as he continued beating her breasts, there was a rhythm now, even as they seemed to burn .

Then as suddenly as he started, he stopped.

"Get back in the car "She hurried to sit next to him.She could see his erection, she had wondered if he might fuck her there, by the side of the road.He had done before, the thought started to get her wet, although at the time she had begged him to stop, afraid of someone coming.

They pulled into a lay-by.

"Its time for you to see what happens to slags "said Steve, his voice low." Get out of the car, bend over the bonnet and wait."

He pulled up her skirt so her arse and cunt were exposed, She could hear voices, Steve confirming it was ok, then a cock entered her.thrusting away, her pussy filled and she did not even know who.She pushed back, starting to come.The stranger grabbed her hips and fucked her harder. She came, crying out, and felt his spunk splatter over her arse.

She started to move, but Steve grabbed her hair, whispered in her ear" Who said we were finished, there are men waiting "He pushed her down again and thrust his hand up her pussy.

"Soaking wet, i thought as much."

Steve was obviously speaking to men at the dogging site, Each one fucked her without a word, and then came over her back or arse.Her blouse was sticking to her, Sue stopped worrying about the noise, who might see.She was gasping, crying out.Coming almost as soon as a new cock entered her. She was sore, exhausted.For a moment she wondered what she must look like as man after man entered her, then the next cock pushed past her swollen pussy lips and all thoughts were banished.

Then Steve was lifting her passing her a packet of wipes." Clean yourself up, we only have a sitter till 11." Ashamed she wiped the sticky mess from between her legs, and wiped her face where her make up had run.

Ellie was curled up on the sofa, watching some film when they walked in. A friends daughter she smiled up at them. "She was as good as gold Steve, she always is". Steve smiled, the charming friendly man Sue remembered from when they first met.

"Hi Sue did you have a good night?" Sue could just nod, she wanted a long hot shower to clean herself, to wipe away the memory of how she had screamed and gasped.

"I'll run you home Ellie, sorry we are a bit late, Sue was having a such a good time she did not want to stop."

In bed, waiting for Steve to return Sue remembered the first time he had suggested working. How with her looks and body it made sense, it would tide them over. He would look out for her, drive her to bookings, make sure she was safe. Then slowly things had changed. Fewer men wanted her he said. So he took bookings he would have refused before, 3 men at a time. Old men, men who wanted to only fuck her arse, or piss on her. She tried to object, but each time he would simply reply, "I know what you are, and I know how you come."

"On your knees whore," Steve was back, she got out of bed and knelt before him. A hand slapped her face, bringing tears to her eyes. "If I wanted a whore to suck my cock I'd pay for a fit one, on all fours."

Sue bent, knowing what was to come, the men had covered her arse and back with their spunk. As the belt landed she tried not to make a sound, not wishing to wake her daughter, Chrisy.

In the next room Chrisy lay awake, listening to every sound, wishing she were bigger stronger, wishing she could save her mum.

As she drifted off to sleep, lying on her front, trying to ignore the pain, Steve spoke" You have 3 incalls tomorrow."

"But it's a Saturday, Chrisy will be home" Sue said.

"I'll take her to your sisters, she likes visiting her cousins." Steve replied as Sue breathed a sigh of relief, for a moment she had thought. . . but no, like he said she had to work harder now she was older, that was all.

Sitting next to the man she refused to call Dad Chrisy stared straight ahead. She liked her auntie Julie, she understood that Chrisy was 12 and not a baby, not like her mum. But she objected to the way Steve announced she was going, and she had wanted Mum to drive her.

One look at her Mums face as she started to whine shut her up though. Steve would drive her then.

He parked the car, Chrissy froze, knowing what was coming.

"Now don't be like that" Steve said. "You don't want me to be in a bad mood when I go back to your mums do you?". He stroked her thigh, up towards her panties, and she could not help relaxing them a fraction.

"No "she said, barely above a whisper.

"Well then, you know what puts me in a good mood." He carried on circling her thigh whilst with his other hand he unzipped his pants his cock stood up, already erect.

She undid the seat belt and knelt across, anticipating the smoothness of his penis in her mouth, his smell filling her nostrils, She started licking the end with her tongue, delaying the moment when he filled her mouth, choking her and making her gag.

"Good girl" He moved his hand, pulling aside her panties, finding her clit, circling it, rubbing it, pressing down in a way that almost hurt, but not quite. .

He grabbed her head, pushing his cock upwards as he did so, it touched the back of her throat, she struggled to keep her mouth wide open as he rose up and down. Spit was covering his cock, but as she choked she also felt her body responding to his fingers, he thrust deeper, she could taste his saltiness even as her body trembled with the orgasm. Then he came, pulsing into her mouth, choking, gasping for air he held her in place until he was finished.

They drove on to her aunts, the smell and taste of him filling her body. She blinked back the tears and tried to forget.

The first booking arrived dead on time at Sue's house. He barely spoke as she led him up to the bedroom. Tall she wondered if he were shy. She was good at putting men at their ease. She opened her robe.

"I hope you like what you see "she said as she smiled at him.

"Oh yes" He started to undress, she helped him with his belt and trousers, pulling down his boxer shorts he was already erect. A nice cock she thought to herself. Taking it in her mouth she licked from his balls to the tip. Was rewarded with a gasp. Smiling to herself she continued to tease.

"On the bed." She removed her robe and lay back, he climbed next to her, and grabbed her legs, swinging them up wards, she tried to reach for the bag by the bed where she kept condoms, but before she could he pulled her towards him.

"I booked bareback, that's what i am paying for" He thrust fast into her pussy, keeping tight hold of her ankles. Riding her, she felt the orgasm building.

He tuned her over and pulled her legs apart, Spitting on her for lubrication he pushed a thumb up her arse, twisting it around, she backed on to it, wanting to feel it fill her. He pulled out and sue felt his cock where his finger had been. His hand across the back of her neck he thrust deep, making her cry out, Sue was lost again in the world of sensation, orgasms overtaking her body.

Each of the men Steve had booked wanted bareback, each came in her pussy. She felt the spunk from one dripping down her legs as she rushed to the shower to be ready for the next. Minutes of her final booking left her mobile buzzed, a text from Steve.

"Stay in the bedroom, do not wash or clean yourself."

She was relieved to have the chance to rest, the last guy had been younger. A good fuck, he had wanted her to ride him, astride him she had come, he had twisted her nipples, calling her a whore and a slut, sending shock waves through her.

Steve returned home, whistling to himself. Sue was relieved he was obviously in a good mood.

"Hi babes, " she smiled at him, " how was the drive to Julies?" "Fine" Steve said, "Chrisy was her normal sulky self, teenagers eh", Sue joined him, laughing, Chrisy and him had never been close. Sue supposed she missed her Dad who had walked out when Chrisy was 7. She had been a real Daddies girl. But her and Steve rubbed together ok. Unlike some of her friends blokes he never tried to take over, telling her she was the mum, he would back her decisions.

So here they were having a normal conversation. Sue watched Steve move around the room, wondering what would come next, dare she relax?

He sat on the edge of the bed, pulling back the duvet. Sue flinched without realising it. Thrusting his hand between her legs.

"Where did they come?" Steve asked, already knowing the answer, the evidence covering his fingers." inside me "said Sue.

"Inside you," echoed Steve "you expect me to fuck you when you let any filthy stranger spunk up your cunt, when you could pass any infection on to me"

Sue tried to protest "But they had bareback bookings." Steve looked at her, Sue was surprised at herself" Well it hardly matters to me, it's not like I cant go elsewhere." A light bulb moment, Sue blurted out without thinking of the consequences." You're fucking Ellie aren't you, Steve She's only 17 just a kid."

His hand moved faster than she could, catching her cheek, knocking her head back. Tears welled up in her eyes from the blow, and Sue bit her lip, concentrating on the patch of wallpaper that was coming away next to the window, she was sure they had damp.

"What if I am, shes 17, hardly a child, and who are you to criticise who I fuck, a woman who takes any man, any cock."

In his mind Steve pictured Ellie's small breasts, last night he had bit them and she had cried out, his fingers deep inside her. He remembered her first time, they had been fucking for 3 years, he had lifted her onto his cock, gasping at her tightness. She said she loved him, and would wait for Chrissy to be older. She understood him when he said he felt he could not leave the girl who thought of him as Dad. Steve never understood why some men found it hard to tell women they loved them, it was all Ellie needed to hear.

"Anyway ", he said, "some girls start much younger than 17." Sue looked up at him, "What do you mean" Steve laughed." Don't play the innocent, Chrissy wanders round in her panties and T shirt, flashing her legs and arse at me, you say nothing, you must want her to take after you."

Sue felt like she were drowning in his words, Chrissy was just a child, Steve was twisting things, he had to be." She's a little girl, she thinks of you as her Dad."

Steve continued, ignoring her, "She wandered into the bathroom last week whilst I was having a shower, the little slut couldn't take her eyes off me cock."

Sharon moved towards him, grabbed his hand, perhaps he was right, but Chrissy was still so young, " Please, Steve darling, Please, let her grow up, let her be a little girl, she doesn't know what she is doing." Tears were running down her face.

Steve stroked her head, " It would bother you that much? Sue swallowed, and nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

He lent and kissed her head, "get ready and we will go together to Julies, lets go out for tea, take out little girl out." He smiled, "You get some mad ideas you know Sue."

Over the meal Sue watched Chrissy closely. She seemed quiet around Steve, but then she was not a chatty girl. When he stood up to pay Sue noticed her daughters eyes follow him. Could it be true? Was Chrissy attracted to Steve? She had been brought up not to be a prude, Sue had never locked bathroom doors and regularly walked round the house naked. She wanted her little girl to believe there was nothing wrong with her body. But perhaps she had been too open, encouraging feelings in Chrissy. After all Steve wasn't her Dad, and he was an attractive man.

It would explain why Chrissy had not wanted Steve to drive her, she must be embarrassed, smiling to herself Sue remembered her first crush.

"What you smiling about pet" said Steve. Sue shook her head and laughed, "Ian Davies, I sat behind him in geography, the bluest eyes and i would melt when he spoke to me, something reminded me off him."

"First love eh. . . mine was Clare Jones, never plucked up the courage to speak to her, i was 11 and she was 12, an older woman" laughed Steve.

Sue smiled at her daughter, see she was thinking, it's ok, we all felt like this once. Chrissy would not catch her eyes, and Sue wanted to hug her and say she understood.

The next morning Steve offered to take Chrissy to her gym class. Sue half awake kissed his cheek." Oh thanks Steve, that would be a real help." As they left she hoped that spending a bit more time together would help Chrissy get over her silly crush. Then she went online to check her booking for the week, smiling as she did so.

In the car Chrissy sat hunched, silent. She did not know why Steve had offered to drive her, but she guessed. Then Steve spoke.

"Chrissy your mum needs our help" Chrissy looked at him in surprise" "Mum, why whats happened?" Fear churned her stomach.

"You know the new kitchen?" Chrissy nodded, "Well it seems she was silly and borrowed the money for the new kitchen of the kind of people you should never borrow off."

Chrissy nodded again, she had wondered where the money had come from, mum always changed the subject when she asked about the kitchen, shopping trips or holidays.

"The thing is Chrissy, they say they will hurt your mum, unless she pays them back this week."

"How much does she owe" asked Chrissy, barely able to force the words out.

"A thousand pounds, more than I have, but there is a way we could make it, a way you could help her, and she need never know."

The idea planted Steve left her to get ready for class. Upstairs at the sports center he nodded to the other Sunday morning regulars. Coffee in hand he wandered over to the windows, where proud Mums and dads could watch there offspring twist, roll and contort.

He searched out one of his favourites, little Katie Davies. Her blue leotard clung to her, a second skin that revealed an arse that had known its fair share of stretching. Some of the other girls already had the beginnings of breasts and hips. But Katie was straight up and down, long arms and legs, and hair that always seemed to be trying to escape.

Watching her warm up he waited for the stretches, for that moment when she bent right over, and her secrets were revealed. He was growing hard at the thought of her bent before him, already able to accommodate a full size cock. Usually Steve liked girls with more curves, but she was special. He wondered who was fucking her, smiling to himself he imagined that conversation.

He would stay away of course. Here he was the happy, busy Dad, they might talk about the match, or schools, but it wasnt as if he could ask who had lifted their daughter onto their lap, held them close and whispered "Good girl".

Chrissy was out now. She did have a lovely shape, and the leotard suited her. She would take after her mum in a few years, round, heavy breasts and slim hips. He had wanted her more than once, but controlled himself, limiting himself to facefucking. He was not a man to allow emotions to overule his head, and he knew the money that was going to be made.

The pictures he had used had included some of Chrissy's gymnastics display, as well as her ability at blowjobs he had emphasised her flexibility, and of course, her virginity.

Steve headed outside for a smoke. Taking out his phone he called Jacko, his only friend from school, if Jacko's sort could be said to have friends. His sister had caused a scandal pulling out of school pregnant before they did their o'levels. Only a few people knew that Jacko's Dad was the babies father. Only Steve knew that Jocko's broken arm a year later was caused by his Dad throwing him down the stairs when he caught him fucking his younger sister.

Steve had always known Jacko, but they started hanging out when one day he walked in on him in the boys toilets. A first year was bent over the sinks, Jacko's hand on the back of his neck, his buttocks thrusting. Steve knew what he was doing, and should have left, but couldn't. The whimpering from the younger boy was hypnotic, Steve felt himself growing hard.

"Want a go" said Jacko, a sneer in his voice. Steve didn't know where his voice came from." No thanks, I'll just watch for a bit."

When Jacko pulled out pushing the sniveling boy to the floor he laughed, "You're all right you."

So a friendship was formed. Jacko followed his Dad into the police and they stayed in touch. He could always get the best porn, and although his tastes remained fixed on young lads, he passed enough good stuff onto Steve. He also knew the people Steve needed, the ones who would pay. They could get foreign kids no problem, but nice white girls, still tight and untouched, they went for a tidy sum.

Jacko had spoken to someone who had spoken to some one. They wanted to film, which increased the price. One thing He was good at was negotiation, when he told Steve the price he had to suppress a whistle.

"Oh, about the other thing, they can arrange that too." Steve smiled, it was a minor deal in comparison, but as they said, every little helps.

Chrissy came out of the changing rooms, her hair loose, the gym bag swinging as if she hadn't a care in the world. She followed Steve to the car, fastening the seat belt with the silence that maddened him. He imagined making her cry out, forcing her to say his name, sobbing and gasping under him. He felt himself growing hard, but it wasn't the time. Jacko wanted to meet his little money maker, and confirm she was everything Steve claimed.

"I have been busy on the phone trying to sort out this mess your mum has got herself into, we are going to see one of the men," Steve said. She sat, silent and sullen, staring out of the window. "For fucks safe this is important" Steve raised his voice" We have to make sure this guy is happy, or don't you care what happens to your mum?"

"What do you want me to do" Chrissy said, in a tiny voice, still refusing to look at him. "That's better" said Steve" Whatever he wants, but don't worry I don't think it will be anything you are not capable off."

Sue relaxed in the bubble bath, the stripes from her last beating were fading. As she soaped her breasts she remembered the doggers fucking her, coming over and over again. Despite herself she felt her clit aching, reaching between her legs she started to rub, circling, imagining the men fucking her over and over again. Steve would never know where her thoughts had left her.

Chrissy did not like the man Steve called Jackson. He was old and fat, and he looked at her as if she was naked. He also spoke to Steve as if she wasn't there.

"She looks as good as the pictures, they will be pleased "he said. Steve sat on the sofa, smoking and smiled. She liked that smile even less.

"Come here then, lets see if you are as good as he says" Chrissy looked over at Steve, his eyes narrowed. She knew there was no help there. Whatever this man wanted, she was on her own if she was going to help her mum. As she walked over Jackson stood up, and undid his belt. Chrissy had already guessed what was next. He was already erect, She knelt before him and took the tip of his penis in her mouth. Shorter and fatter than Steve's she noticed, as she started to lick.

She heard a gasp, and a hand grabbed the back of her head.

"The little slut knows what to do without being told."

Chrissy lost herself in the taste and feel of the cock. She knew Steve was right when he called her a slut, she did like this. When he first told her to imagine how her Mum would react she had realised she could never let anyone know the dirty things she did. She felt a hand between her legs, Steve was behind her, stroking her thighs, up to her clit, she gasped as he started to play with it faster. Jackson grunted, thrusting his cock into her mouth. She didn't choke the way she did with Steve, instead she was able to suck as she rocked on Steve's fingers. She came holding onto the fat legs in front of her as she did so, and with one last thrust her mouth filled with spunk.

Watching her work on someone else had made Steve hard, time to let her know that when you were with more than one man, you had to leave them all satisfied.

Chrissy sat perched on the edge of the sofa, he jaw aching, her mouth tasting of spunk. She wanted a drink but did'nt want to draw attention to herself. Steve and the fat man were talking, she hoped they would ignore her, but Jackson looked over, asking Steve "How old is she really."

"12" said Steve. Jackson eyed her up and down, "Any pubes yet" Chrissy wanted the floor to swallow her up, looking down she pretended not to hear. Then she realised Steve was speaking to her.

"I said strip" So she did, standing in this smelly front room, her clothes held in her arms, they inspected her.

"No pubes, good, we will say 11, it pushes the price up."

Sue heard the front door slam as she put the chicken in the oven." How did it go" She called even as she heard the thump of Chrissy running up stairs, quickly followed by the slam of her bedroom door." Don't slam the doors, how many times. . . talk to your bloody self Sue."

Steve came into the kitchen, Standing behind Sue he wrapped his arms around her, nuzzled into her neck. She could smell him, feel the start of the bulge in his pants. Laughing she said, "Are you pleased to see me or the roast dinner."

Steve laughed too, "Both", he kissed her neck, "But only if you do yorkshires."

After dinner they lay on the sofa watching the grand prix. Sue resting her feet on Steve's lap. The roar of the engines providing a lullaby, she felt her eyelids dropping.

"There is something different for you next Saturday, something I think you might like."

Struggling to sit up Sue wanted to question him, dared not speak. Wondering exactly what he thought she might like, if she would have the courage this time to say, no, enough.

"An all night booking at the Marriot, full GFE, dinner, drinks, the works." steve said" You should buy something new to wear, he's paying 400."

Sue sat up now, bookings like this had dried up, she had always loved them. Going to a posh hotel, walking across the lobby knowing that she would be riding a cock, it always excited her. Secrets were sexy she had decided once. Sitting in a hotel restaurant flirting with a man who would take her upstairs and fuck her, for money whilst the waiters treated them like any other couple.

"I'll phone Julie, see if she can have Chrissy" Sue said, already thinking about what to wear.

"I can throw a frozen pizza in the oven" said Steve" We'll manage fine for one night"

The week passed as so many do, filled with the trivia that makes up life. Sue mentioned to Chrissy she was going out with friends on Saturday. Chrissy seemed to get surlier by the day, barely acknowledging she had spoken. Steve seemed to spend most of the week on the phone, he had some work lined up he told her. She was glad his good mood continued. Her bookings had been simple, things should be like this all the time she thought to herself.

"I'm off" said Chrissy kissing steve on the cheek, her small case packed with her things for the night." Have fun pet" said Steve, " Order something expensive, he's paying" They both laughed, it used to be a joke between them what was the most expensive meal she could swing.

At the front door Sue stopped and called up the stairs" I'm off love, be good for Steve, " No reply. Sighing to herself Sue closed the door, she would really have to talk to Chrissy about how rude she had become. But tomorrow, for tonight there was no Chrissy, no Steve. just Susan sexy, desirable and very naughty.

Steve went into Chrissy's room, shook her awake. They had arranged things for late night so the cars would not attract attention. Dazed she looked up at him.

"Come on, time to earn that money for your mum" He pulled off the long t. shist she was wearing, passed her a glass of water. Shaking her head Chrissy tried to work out what was going on. Then decided it was probably better not to ask, just get it over with she told herself.

Steve led her into her mums bedroom. The video camera was set up on the tripod in the corner of the room. "More pictures?" She asked, almost smiling with relief. Yes said steve, more pictures, now be a good girl. She jumped as he took her hand, tieing a length of rope tightly around her wrist.

"What's this for" she asked, the rope was itchy and she didn't like the idea of it.

"These will be special pictures, they need to be to earn the money, now lie on your back on the bed" Chrissy felt her legs pulled apart as he fastened the ropes around her ankles and tied them to the bottom of the bed. Then her arms were pulled upwards. She lay motionless, trying not to think about the fact that Steve could see between her legs." Just get it over with, some pictures, get them done" she kept repeating to herself in her head" Get it done for mum"

Steve went to the camera, Chrissy was in center shot. Her body exposed, legs wide, ready to be used. "Perfect" he said. Walking over to Chrissy he looked down on her spreadeagled on the bed. Reaching down he flicked her clit with his finger. She tried to flinch, arch her body away.

Rubbing her he spoke quietly" Believe me this will be much easier if you are wet, so don't do that" speeding up he watched her face as she struggled against the sensation. Then there was a knock at the door. "Time to get this show on the road" Steve said, leaving her in the room, beginning to suspect there was more than pictures going to happen here.

All 6 men had now arrived. the cash had been handed over. "Well gentlemen, time to party," some had already started Steve noticed. Two had coke, another poppers, they followed him upstairs, knowing what awaited them, they had requested it, but ready now to find out if the reality matched the fantasy.

Chrissy started struggling the minute the lights went on, she saw the men come into the room and knew they wanted more than thier cock sucked.

One spoke, "A proper virgin, fighting us, god that's horny" Pulling down his pants he sat across her, she clamped her mouth shut. Holding her nose tight she struggled for breath." Suck it if you want to breath bitch "he said. Gasping she opened her mouth, feeling gthe cock go in. Leaning against the bed head he rose up and down fucking her face, she contemplated biting it, then he grabbed her nose again. Panicking she felt a tightness in her chest, "Don't get any ideas you are ours tonight."

The other men started to undress.

Steve zoomed the camera in on Chrissy's tearstained face. She had screamed out as the first cock pushed its way to her pussy. Slowly at first he had struggled to get inside her. Then speeding up as he inched his way in. Chrissy had started to beg, "It hurts please stop it."

Steve hoped the microphone had caught that.

By the time the last man entered her Chrissy had stopped sobbing. Lubricated with spunk and her own blood she felt a stirring in her clit. Screwing her eyes tight she tried to ignore her body. But as he sped up she started to gasp. A cock was pushed into her face tasting of spunk, and something else, rusty and strangely familiar she sucked." Good girl, clean it all up" She felt her pussy tighten.

"The little slut loves it "said the man fucking her, pushing into her, his hands under her buttocks, kneading them with each thrust. This time when Chrissy cried out it was as the orgasm shook her unwilling body, and the last man came inside her hot sticky pussy.

Steve untied the ropes from the bed, leaving them dangling from her arms and wrists. Relieved Chrissy lent into him. She was hurting between her legs, but her nipples and clit ached with a different pain. "They all need cleaning pet, but get your breath back first."

The night became a series of unconnected images. Cocks thrust in her face, already growing hard again. At one point some strange smelling bottle was put under her nose. Trying to move away, she disliked the smell. But Steve held it right up to her nostril, holding her by the hair so she could not avoid it. Then she was tied back on the bed, this time on her front.

If it had been painful before this was agony, even the finger thrust into her hurt. She didnt know why they wanted to poke things into her bottom, and hoped they would stop. As the first cock pushed it's tearing way into her she realised they wouldnt.

Then one of the men reached under her as he pushed, another held the horrible bottle to her nose. Playing with her clit as he fucked her bottom she started to move against him without realising she was doing it. Feeling his cock move into her, his hand rub her, lightheaded she came again, and cried out as she did so, unable to hide her reaction.

Someone would want to touch her and she would be led over to them by the ropes on her wrists. Sit in their lap whilst they stroked her, another sat in the ikea chair and fucked her like that, lifting her onto his cock, she clung to him exhausted, as he called her by another girls name and told her to come for daddy.

As the sun started to peer through the windows she was put back on the blood and spunk stained bed. Steve took a few last pictures and the men filed out. Hearing the door shut and the cars start up in the street Chrissy slipped into a sleep that was closer to unconsciousness.

"I'm home" Sue called bright and breezy after a fun night. She had enjoyed being desirable, spoilt in the restaurant then spoiling the client up stairs." Are you both still asleep."

She climbed the stairs, smiling to herself, well one missed gymnastics lesson wasn't the end of the world. Opening the bedroom door it took a moment to take in what she was seeing. The room stunk of sex. Chrissy lay naked on the bed, ropes tied to her. Steve spoke, " Shhhh she has had a hard night don't wake her."

Sur flew at him, "You bastard, what have you done, I'll report you, you. . ."

He caught her hands easily, tightening his grip and twisting till she cried out in pain.

"Oh you will report me will you, when the men were booked by you, on your computer, when you are the whore who has been sending out pictures of her daughter from her email account" Sue looked at him in horror, "This comes out and it's all there, all on your pc, the mails, the prices u auctioned your daughters virginity off for, everything."

Sue couldnt speak, she wanted to run to Chrissy, grab her, leave. But if what Steve said was true, how could she.

"The only thing you have to do Susan is decide whether it will be you or your little slut of a daughter being fucked by dogs next weekend. Some friends are making a film, they aren't paying a lot, but as they say,every little helps."