Katie stared out of the sitting room windowpane at the loss lading train rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few minutes the view of the suburban villas lining the other side of meat of the lead it was nearly five in the afternoon and her fellow Billy would soon be coming by on his way home from duty as pointsman at the rail spine into the woodland yard.

She loved Billy, he was honeyed, form, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was good to suffer around until she could get to university and get away the downbeat outdated backwater place that Timperley had become.

She was 18 tomorrow, and as she stared at the passing shipment cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep on herself pure until he eighteenth birthday and how Billy was going to be powerful upset when she admitted she had no intention at all of letting him ball her.

Katie was n't savage, just ambitious, she was from the untimely side of the raceway and her folks said she was adopted but she was going to be somebody, like Mr Jefferson the guy that seemed to own half of Timperley and lived in a sort of one-half sized replica of the white house on the early slope of town.

nightstick did n't come, the eastward bound container carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road whipper in three dissimilar road liveries pounding away at the head of a quarter mile of container cars and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

'' truncheon not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing full well nightstick had been forced to do another half chemise that evening.

'' Do n't count like it mom, '' Katie said.

'' Only we got a footling birthday surprise for you, '' he mom said, `` You want to go get ready ? ``

'' Why ? '' Kate asked, `` Why ca n't I go like this ? ``

Her mom looked Katie over, her belly bulged over the cincture of her blue jeans and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly clitoris gap, her hair needed a wash and her directly place did nothing for her, `` Katie you got to realize an attempt some time sweetheart, '' she said, `` I got you a new attire upstairs. ``

'' Great, every other daughter gets a car, I get a dress, gee big spate ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower bath and a shampoo Katie and be ready for seven thirty, 'kay ? ``

'' Ohhh kay, '' Katie sighed and she went up the creaking stairs to her room.

The dress fitted but it was tight so she took a shower and washed her hair and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her father asked.

'' Where 's Billy ? '' Katie asked.

'' There 's a hot box on the feeder, '' her dad explained, `` He wo n't be through until about eleven. ``

'' Oh, where are we going ? '' Katie enquired.

'' That 's a birthday surprisal, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five class old fording place wagon and headed for Ithiel Town, over the railroad track tracks and down towards the imposing frontage of the Jefferson house where to Kate 's surprise they pulled into the drive.

'' Where are we going ? '' Katie asked.

'' Ah, I have to see somebody, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the side door.

He went inside for a minute and came back out, `` Katie, Mr Jefferson wants to conform to you, '' he said, `` Quickly ! ``

Katie reluctantly climbed from the car, she did n't like meeting important hoi polloi, she always felt dowdy and inferior.

Katie stepped inside, a long corridor led to a staircase leading up to the amphetamine floors.

'' So you 're Katherine, '' Mr Jefferson 's vocalization boomed.

'' Yes sir ! '' her father replied.

'' Let her speak, Franklin, '' Mr President Jefferson asked, `` You a Virgo the Virgin ? ``

'' What, how dare you ! '' Katie snapped.

'' Are you going to let her speak to me like that ? '' Mr Jefferson demanded.

'' No sir ! '' John Hope Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her pop man ! '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Wha ? '' Katie asked and her dad slapped her around the face.

'' Do n't talk back ! '' he snapped.

'' So are you a virgin ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' Katie asked.

'' Because I promised your daddy fifty dollar bill thousand buck for your cherry. '' Thomas Jefferson announced.

'' No, I 'm not, '' Kate lied, `` Billy and me been doing it for old age. ``

'' Bring her down steps Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the bitch some manners. ``

'' Look ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the stair, she tried to protest but he was too inviolable and she had no choice but to stagger a slip up towards the stairs which to her dismay began to swing upwards from a hinge at cap height to let out a staircase leading downwards to the wine cellar ..

'' No ! '' she squealed as she realised he was propelling her forwards and downwards towards a windowless brick lined tunnel lined with wine racks and only when she was pushed to the far end did she clear there was a door in the end wall which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden Malcolm stock, a wooden hybridizing, a sorting of vertical round wooden table, and a gothic single-foot jostled for distance amid the chuck out chains and hooks, in the brightly lit yet colored, non-white painted cavern.

'' My romp room, '' Mr President Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a promote door, `` A residuum way. ``

A room with a bed, to one side en cortege bathroom was revealed.

'' W'what do you require ? '' Katie asked.

'' On the bed, '' Mr Jefferson ordered, `` I think I need to check you are n't a virgin. ''

'' Dad ! '' Katie protested, '' Why are you doing this ! '' but President Jefferson shook his headland and her dad did n't reply.

'' flight strip her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shears. ``

'' Do it man ! '' he added, and then snapped, `` Oh let me ! ``

Katie stared wide eyed as Jefferson picked up a couple of giant pair of scissors and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her breasts. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

'' You 're fat, '' he announced, `` Does n't she do sport ? ``

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' imbecile, '' Jefferson snapped, `` cargo deck still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shear under the incline of her scanty and snipped through the girdle so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three pieces allowing that to precipitate away as well.

Katie stood defenseless but for her flesh coloured agree up stockings and her red low heeled shoes, `` W'what are you going to do ? '' she asked as Mr President Jefferson picked up a twain of handcuffs.

'' You 'll see, '' Mr Jefferson said, `` Let 's get the handcuff on her. ''

Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to ankles, '' President Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those brake shoe off her.

Katie let her dad push her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoe and stockings off, and offered no immunity as he took the hand handlock and secured her go forth wrist to her left ankle.

'' Why dada ? '' she asked, `` Do you really hate me ? ``

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr Jefferson explained, `` You do experience you 're adopted do n't you ? ``

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

'' So do n't be so storm, I bought you, ok, '' Mr Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged commodity but you 'll do just ticket. ``

'' You sure you balled Billy ? '' Franklin queried.

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your backbone, lets get a look, '' President Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her back he added `` Legs apart. ``

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's mortise joint he eased her legs even full apart, and then his 's finger trembled as he eased her snatch brim apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a naughty little girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a donkey or something ? ``

'' No, just he-goat. ``

'' And he 's hung like a Donkey ? '' Franklin quipped.

'' That 's all Franklin, '' Mr President Jefferson added, `` We 'll discuss this on Mon. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr Jefferson added, `` And fold the room access behind you. ``

Kate just stared as her dad walked out of her lifespan and closed the door behind him, `` Why ? '' she asked, `` Why did you lie ? ``

'' It saved me l thousand dollars ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if Billy takes it ? '' President Jefferson asked.

'' Billy has n't got that lots, '' Katie said.

'' Maybe I could pay for him ? '' Jefferson replied, `` Or just use my fingers ? ``

'' 50 thousand one dollar bill would take a leak the earthly concern of conflict to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball Billy for 50 chiliad ? '' he asked.

'' Mister I 'd ball anybody for fifty thousand, '' Katie agreed, `` I just want to get away from Timperley, you know. ``

'' You 're reasonably, '' President Jefferson conceded, `` recede some exercising weight and you could throw it big as a working girl or pornography star. ``

'' Gee, you should have told me I 'd be tied in your dungeon and I 'd have gone jogging, '' she replied.

'' comedian eh, '' Jefferson chuckled, `` Tits or ass ? ``

'' I 'm sorry ? '' Katie replied.

'' Shall I whip your tits or your ass ? '' he asked.

'' Why ? '' she demanded.

'' You 're fat ! '' he repeated, as he fetched a lash from a cabinet beside the bed, `` Ass is practiced, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her brass in the bed leaving her ass in the air.

'' Thwack ! '' he slapped her with the whip.

'' Mmpphh, '' she gasped into the bed sheets.

'' Hey, you scream properly, '' Thomas Jefferson ordered.

'' Nng, '' she replied.

'' All right you win, you 're just like your mother ! '' he chuckled as he set the whip down.

'' You knew my mother ? '' Katie demanded.

'' Oh yes, a long clock time ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a Virgo the Virgin ? ``

'' If you say so. '' she said.

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

'' The boy you 've been 'doing it'with for months ! '' he replied.

'' Oh ! '' she explained, `` We. ``

'' What ? '' he demanded.

'' We do n't, you know, I want to be somebody, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a lawyer, go to uni. ``

'' And baton ? '' he asked.

'' He 's not going anywhere is he ? '' she asked, `` He 's like a puppy dog, I was going to dump him. ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

Katie peered at him, `` Are you going to rape me ? '' she asked.

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't know. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his lightweight Grey suit with blue shirt and iniquity blue tie, with her handcuffed and bare beside him.

'' I ca n't kibosh you, '' she said nervously.

'' No, not the birthday surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, about girls get something Nice. '' she said hopefully.

'' Maybe, '' he agreed, `` This Billy ? ``

'' Billy William Benjamin Hogan, he works at the railroad siding at the timber mill, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should take your cherry ? '' Jefferson suggested.

'' No way ! '' she exclaimed, `` I 'm dumping him. ``

'' Reliable, stiff, '' Jefferson queried.

'' He 's, so, ah, '' Katie explained.

'' Not good enough for you ? '' he queried.

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' baton it is then, '' Jefferson agreed.

'' So what do you expect me to do, sit here all night ? '' Katie enquired.

'' Oh no, there 's a cage in the dungeon, '' he laughed.

'' You 're sick, you know that ? '' Katie asked.

'' You were eighteen cobbler's last Thursday, did you have intercourse that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll help you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her down on the ground, `` I 've a leash and troika somewhere, '' he explained, `` cellular telephone phone does n't work down here, '' he explained, `` The cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an corpulence no hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a savvy young madam and he chuckled as he picked up a speech sound just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called truncheon Hogan at the rail spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the headphone. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't follow ? ``

'' He says he has to switch some railway car, '' the manager from the mill explained.

'' fountainhead send him over as soon as he 's through. '' Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

'' He wo n't come, '' President Jefferson told Katie, `` I guess it 's me and you ? ``

'' What do you stand for, I was eighteen on Thursday ? '' Katie asked.

'' I knew your mom, '' he explained.

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll experience to do a DNA run, '' he admitted.

'' You 're my dad, like biological dad ? '' Katie asked incredulously.

'' I 'm jolly sure, '' he agreed.

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

'' It 's weird, '' she said.

'' Maybe, but every woman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all ball gown and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're fed up, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the next ? '' he suggested.

'' You 'll pay for me to go to Uni ? '' she asked, `` If I let you ? ``

'' Maybe, '' he said, `` Or maybe I want to see you fuck billy goat ? ``

'' Fuck Billy ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' Look can we babble about this ? '' she asked.

'' No, '' he said and smiled, `` It 's like I can, do you see ? I can make it bump. ``

'' I feel really pudden-head sitting here naked, '' Katie explained.

'' Yes, I 'll get the three, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll shave your question and make-believe you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh peachy ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explain that at schoolhouse ? ``

'' You think you 'll be going to schooling again ? '' he asked.

She looked him in the eye, `` Yes, '' she agreed, `` But why do n't you set down your pants and jerking off over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't know, I really do n't, I always get a womanhood in. ``

'' You can, you can experience sex with me, what ever ? '' Katie explained, `` I guess you can kill me afterwards if you 're worried I 'll speak. ``

'' Uh, no, oh no, no that 's not, '' he said in confusion, `` No not until we do the DNA test. ``

'' Why not just let me go home ? '' Katie asked.

'' When your parents betrayed you ? '' he queried, `` Remember ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

The telephone set rang and Jefferson answered it, `` William Benjamin Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` Rogers will bring him down. ``

Jefferson slipped a dog collar around Kate 's neck and attached a three, `` front no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

'' But I can, '' Jefferson explained, `` Do n't you understand ? ``

'' Can I go in the cage instead ? '' Katie asked, `` This is scary ? ``

Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not amount out, '' he said as he hung her triad on a hooking highschool above where she could reach.

Rogers appeared with billy goat William Benjamin Hogan. Much to President Jefferson 's pain William Penn Adair Rogers wore blue St. Matthew with his fatal jacket with a bloodless shirt shirt and calamitous tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with Negro trousers.

billy Hogan by line was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Jefferson sir ? '' billy goat asked.

'' Yes, I got a special job for you. '' Mr Jefferson agreed.

'' You want me to learn to drive the switcher maybe ? '' Billy asked.

'' Yes, something like that but 1st I need to check you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` Check you 're square. ``

'' Sure Mr Thomas Jefferson sir, I never been in no trouble with no body, except the police that is. '' baton replied.

Katie cowered against a wall trying to hide.

'' Got a lady friend ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie Benjamin Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a company apartment when I get a promotion, have five kids, get a station Dipper maybe. '' billy club replied confidently.

'' Because she says different, '' Mr Jefferson said pointedly.

'' What ? '' truncheon asked, `` You asked Katie ? ``

'' Sold me her cherry, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson boasted.

Jefferson completely misjudged Billy Ben Hogan, he never expected billy goat to do anything and certainly never saw nightstick's fist until it smashed into his jaw nearly lifting him off his groundwork and sending him crashing to the floor.

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' Billy replied in repulsion as he noticed her, `` Gee Katie when did you get fat ? he been poking you, you having a baby ? ``

'' No ! '' Kate protested, `` No my dad sold Mr Jefferson my cherry red, my honour, you know ? ``

'' So who fucked you ? '' Billy asked.

'' No body Billy, '' Katie assured him as he walked over.

'' Let me see, '' Billy ordered and he hoisted her up and carried her across to the bed.

Katie lay on her stake leg splayed as Billy peered at her privates, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the lips apart billystick, look in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his hanky as he came across trying to end his nose bleeding.

'' Can I ? '' truncheon asked and Katie nodded.

'' Are you going to snap her spread out he-goat, or shall I ? '' Mr Jefferson asked, `` Rogers has sent for the cops, I guess you have ten hour, '' he lied.

he-goat said nothing, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

His peter reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inches of solid pinko muscle.

'' Maybe you should, you know, Mr Jefferson ? '' Katie suggested in alarm.

'' Yes, maybe, how about it Billy ? '' Thomas Jefferson asked.

'' No way you promised me on your eighteenth, '' billystick replied.

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will consume to do,"Billy replied.

Katie was incapacitated as billy goat climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to thrust his tool in her, it slipped out up her belly and then slipped under down by her ass golf hole, as Katie lay helpless her hands bound to ankles and unable to manoeuvre him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the offset twain of inches back and forth.

'' For god sake poke it in her man ! '' Mr Jefferson said in fascination, `` Push dammit ! ``

Katie screamed and Mr Jefferson stepped forward and covered her left hand with his, `` It 'll be ok, '' he said.

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

'' Relax, '' Mr Jefferson said, `` I 'll look after you. ``

'' You want my fist again ? '' truncheon asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr President Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the handcuff from Katie 's left ankle and the one from her aright wrist before pulling her hired man around behind baton 's back and locking them again.

He was just in prison term for Billy grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a mo but that was long enough for Mr President Jefferson to set down his bloodied hankie and slip a dog collar around Billy's neck and attach a short Chain from his leash to Katies, a flyspeck padlock through each collar stopped them being easily removed and he took the cuffs from Katie 's ankles.

'' I have some supper sent down, '' he said, `` In the lag I suggest you fuck her because it 'll be you being fucked in the 'Pen .'

Mr Jefferson motioned Virginia Katherine McMath to leave, `` Shall I order a whore sir ? '' Will Rogers asked.

'' No, and enjoin the bull it was a assumed alarm ok, and is my writing table still around ? '' Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Rogers agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

'' No, have her meet me in the report ! '' Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the door along the tunnel and up the stairs.

'' George ! '' young woman Reilly Thomas Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him plan of attack, `` What on worldly concern happened ? ``

'' I got hit, '' he said, `` And it 's Mr Jefferson to you and. ``

'' And what exactly ? '' misfire Reilly said.

'' I just saw my little lady friend get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

'' Oh you poor man ! '' she said, `` What little daughter ? ``

'' The one Marcie said she had aborted, '' he said, `` She 's just eighteen and it was beautiful and. ``

'' And what Mr Jefferson ? '' she asked politely.

'' I 'm as horny as perdition and you 're the only woman here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would get hold of a half hour and. ``

'' No way ! '' Miss Reilly protested.

'' You 're too old and fat and ugly, '' he added.

'' I 'm only XXX eight ! '' she protested.

'' And brunette and you support the Democrat and you wear such Baron Hugh Caswall Tremenheere Dowding clothes but Miss Reilly please, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Thomas Jefferson, but you 're so strong you could always rupture my clothes off and rape me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

'' Would you call the cops ? '' he asked.

'' We 'll talk about it later, '' she suggested.

'' Oh hellhole, '' President Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
Miss Reilly stared at him,"You can't be serious ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a wall and rupture the front of her attire wide open revealing her small white panties and bra.
He saw her nipples already responding and as he grabbed her step-in he saw a modest wet patch beginning to mould. `` Let me aid ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and slide fastener and when she revealed his rock grueling penis she inserted her finger up vagina to check she was ready and then pushed the gusset of her step-in aside and pushed his self-colored erection oceanic abyss inside her vagina.

'' Oh god that's so good, '' Mr Jefferson exclaimed.

'' Really, '' young woman Reilly smiled,"Do you really mean that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"tinker's dam all those tired bored harlot I fucked when I could have fucked you."

"And you can fuck me any time, just as long as you pay child care,"Miss Reilly reassured him

'' Jesus ! '' Jefferson gasped, `` You devious bitch ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' look you chose to assault me, '' Miss Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the spot of her fingers had made his tool respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off balance and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her legs wide welcoming him and his glistening prick slid easily into her now stirred up pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to hump her again.

'' If you want my child then that 's fine, '' he declared, `` Absolutely mulct ! ``

'' St. George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me jazz when you want me and I 'll hold, '' he said, `` But undecomposed get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

'' Yes St. George, '' she said, `` You 're bleeding on me George. ``

'' Shut the fuck up and work your fuck musculus bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

'' It 's Mr Jefferson, you 're at work remember. '' he said forcefully.

'' Eighteen damned years I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the fond wet surge if his passion flooding her womb, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

'' Gee, I guess I have, '' he replied, `` Eighteen years. ``

'' Eighteen old age, '' she agreed.

'' eighteen, '' he agreed,"I guess I easily check mark on the kids."

Miss Reilly tried to pull her garb closed as she followed Mr President Jefferson to where Katie and billystick were locked together by baton's cuff, but Katie was on her back wooden leg wide apart as billy fucked her,"She's my lady friend now Mr Jefferson,"Billy said firmly,"No issue what you or the cop do."

"That's okay baton,"Mr President Jefferson agreed,"Now you just keep right field on screwing because my footling girl deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"baton said in confusion.

"Just leave Mr President Jefferson baton,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five youngster and a station patrol wagon will be just fine !"

Billy thought for a moment,"Sure, but why just five, why not six or ten or eighteen ? ”