John Kellerman - Raped young runaway

She hated herself for being so weak. But his finger felt better than when she used her own. She began to pump her hips.

"Take it easy," Dan laughed. "I want you to be primed, not exhausted."

"Primed?" she mumbled. "Who for?"

"A special friend of mine. This guy can make me rich, so I want you to be extra special nice to him. He's got a son, too, and he mentioned bringing him along."

Bobbie Ann pushed herself away, staggering to the bed where she sat down hard. Under the loose drape of her robe, she could still feel Dan's finger inside her. She craved to get one of her own fingers down there and caress her clit. Somehow, she managed to resist the temptation.

"I don't like what you're making me become." She started to cry. "I'm only a teenager for God's sake!"

"That's what makes you so valuable. Don't worry, you'll be taken good care of."

Dan opened his pants and pulled his cock out. It wasn't fully hard yet, but as Bobbie Ann watched, it thickened and the tip flared out as Dan worked the skin forward and back. She tried to look away, but her eyes were caught there, caught on the incredible hot snake that her cunt needed so badly.

"Wouldn't you like a good fucking? Right now?"

"No…" She closed her eyes tight and pressed her hands over her face. "Leave me alone."

"Honey, you're so horny you can't even stop wiggling."

It was true. Bobbie had been squirming her hips without even knowing it. She looked at Dan's prick again, at his heavy, hairy balls that he'd pulled out of his shorts. She was breathing rapidly. Her heart fluttered wildly as she threw back her robe.

"Okay, fuck me and get it over with. Hurry up, damn you! Ohhh God, stick it in me or I'll die!"

But Dan just laughed and stuffed his cock back out of sight.

"I just wanted to make sure you're ready for tonight. I wouldn't want to dull the edge of your desire… not with so much at stake." He went to the door. "Senator Billings appreciates young and eager girls. I'm sure he'll come around to agreeing with me on the real estate I want to invest in. You see, the state is going to put a superhighway through that land in a year or so. But no one knows that except me and Senator Billings."

The door closed behind him, and Bobbie Ann was alone. She'd never felt so alone in all her life.

The party, if it could be called a party, was held at Senator Billings big country house. Bobbie Ann could see the patrol car following them after they left town, and Dan showed no surprise that they had an escort. They were all carefully planned and protected, these little sex parties.

Dan had bought her a dress especially for the occasion. There was something about purity involved, so white was her color for this evening. The dress was sexy without seeming to be. It fit her curves without being daring. Yet because it was understated, her youthfulness and long lean body was more than apparent. The frock did what it was supposed to do – Bobbie Ann thought she looked like the typical preacher's daughter on her way to Sunday school. But with a little something extra added – her own innate sexuality.

"Someday your wife is going to find out that you're taking me out and making me do…"

"I've come up with a little plan that'll salve that problem." Dan looked over like he'd like to eat her out right there on the car seat. "I'm gonna have to get you your own place."

"How long do you think I'm going agree to do these awful things for you?" she blurted.

"Don't go getting yourself worked up now. You've got a date tonight… remember? I don't want you going in there with tears on your cheeks."

For a mountain cabin, the house they parked in front of was certainly impressive. Already Bobbie Ann had butterflies. She remembered how her will had been sapped at the last party Dan had arranged for her. The liquor and the male attention had weakened her resolve to cling to some small bit of her sanity. It seemed that after only a little bit of stimulation, her physical being took over completely. She had to give herself up to the breathtaking desires she'd never been able to repress completely.

Inside the large wood paneled room, Bobbie knew who the heavy-act man was even before Dan introduced them – Senator Billings. And she didn't like what she saw. He looked at her like some rare piece of art he'd been offered to handle. His fat hands opened and closed as he devoured her with his eyes. Bobbie Ann had never felt more vulnerable, never felt so young and afraid.

"Damn you if you didn't find a beauty this time, Dan!" he bellowed, walking around her.

Bobbie chewed her lip and tried to do something with her hands. The senator had to weigh close to two hundred and fifty pounds. She couldn't imagine her thin white body crushed beneath him.

But then she had a drink shoved in her hand, and Dan and the senator were talking apart from her. It was being decided, she found out, to let her go upstairs and meet the senator's son first. The boy worried his father, it seemed. He didn't show enough interest in the opposite sex. Bobbie had been brought out to spark that interest. Then the senator would have a go at her.

She felt cheap and ugly inside. But she knew too that once the touching started, once the hot mouths began to fast on her young flesh, she'd be a goner. She wouldn't be able to resist the pleasure tat sex would bring hey.

"Just go on upstairs, hon," Senator Billings said winking. "First door on the right. Johnny'll be waiting for you – if he hasn't climbed out the window."

She went in a daze, finding the closed door as instructed. It took her a moment to find the courage to knock. Downstairs, Dan and Senator Billings were chuckling at her shyness. She knew how badly that heavy-jowled man wanted to delve into her secret hollows, to lick her tender cunt. It was her innocence they were all after – what little was left of it.

She knocked.

The door opened and she stepped past the blond kid who held the knob. He avoided her eyes, shutting the door quickly and walking past her. She saw right away that he'd been drinking. He didn't look over eighteen.

"Sit on the bed if you want," he mumbled. "I don't know why my old man even bothered to send you up. How much are they paying you?" He got a better look at her then and frowned. "God, you're young! I expected some old whore."

Bobbie Ann reddened and pressed her lips together. "No, I'm just a young whore. At least that's what Dan is trying to make me become."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't've said that. It's just that I didn't expect…" He kept looking at her figure under the clinging white silk, dress. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. My dad's pushed me so hard about having sex that I don't think I can even get a hard-on when I'm with a girl. I don't even want to. The way he uses women…" The boy picked up a pint bottle and put it to his lips. Then he held it out to Bobbie. She took it and had a solid slug of it.

"Will you help me?" she blurted suddenly.

"How?"

"To get away. I don't think I can bear to let your father touch me. But after he starts, I'll never be able to stop him."

The blond-headed boy looked at her with surprise. "There's a tree outside this window," he said, smiling. "I'd help you reach it if you want me to."

"You'd get in trouble."

"I don't care. I hate my father. I don't hate you." His eyes were warm but shy.

He turned to the window and jerked it open. Bobbie came over and put a foot up. Her dress rose above her knees as she struggled to get her balance, and the boy reached out to help her. His hand trembled at her waist. Bobbie saw that the front of his pants were bulging out a little. He saw her notice, and his checks flushed.

"You're pretty," he said. "And you smell good."

"I don't even know you and you're helping me to get away…" Bobbie jumped down from the window and faced him. "At least I can kiss you goodbye."