Katie stared out of the parlour window at the passing freight caravan rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few minutes the view of the suburban villas lining the early English of the tracks it was nearly five in the afternoon and her boyfriend billy goat would soon be coming by on his way household from obligation as pointsman at the rail spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet-scented, form, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was dependable to have around until she could get to university and get by the downbeat outdated backwater property that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the exit freight motorcar she thought how she said she had promised that she would keep herself pure until he eighteenth birthday and how nightstick was going to be mighty upset when she admitted she had no aim at all of letting him chunk her.

Katie was n't cruel, just ambitious, she was from the wrong incline of the tracks and her ethnic music 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 half sized replica of the white house on the other English of town.

Billy did n't come, the Orient saltation container mail carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road whipper in three different route legal transfer pounding away at the straits of a fourth mile of container auto and she went to the kitchen to aid her mom.

'' Billy not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing full well billy goat had been forced to do another half displacement that evening.

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

'' Only we got a little 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 waistband of her blue blue jean and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly push gap, her hair needed a wash and her savorless horseshoe did nix for her, `` Katie you got to reach an exertion some time sweetie, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every former girl gets a car, I get a frock, gee big sight ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be quick for seven XXX, 'kay ? ``

'' Ohhh kay, '' Katie sighed and she went up the creaking stair 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 Gerald Rudolph Ford station station waggon and headed for town, over the railroad tracks and down towards the imposing frontage of the Thomas Jefferson mansion where to Kate 's surprise they pulled into the drive.

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

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

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

Katie reluctantly climbed from the car, she did n't like meeting of import citizenry, she always felt frumpy and inferior.

Katie stepped inside, a recollective corridor led to a staircase leading up to the upper floors.

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

'' Yes sir ! '' her begetter replied.

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

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

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

'' No sir ! '' Benjamin Franklin replied.

'' Then slap her down 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 thousand clam for your cerise. '' Jefferson announced.

'' No, I 'm not, '' Kate lied, `` he-goat and me been doing it for years. ``

'' Bring her knock down stairs Franklin, '' Mr President Jefferson ordered, `` Teach the bitch some way. ``

'' feeling ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the step, she tried to resist but he was too strong and she had no choice but to stagger a trip up towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at ceiling height to reveal a staircase leading downwards to the cellars ..

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

Wooden stocks, a wooden hybridisation, a sorting of upright cycle wooden tabular array, and a mediaeval wheel jostled for space amid the discarded chains and hooks, in the brightly lit yet dark, dark painted cavern.

'' My play room, '' Mr Jefferson laughed, `` And beyond, '' he added and opened a further door, `` A sleep room. ``

A room with a bed, to one slope en suite bathroom was revealed.

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

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

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

'' slip 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 brace of giant scissors and started to cut her frock, working upwards from hem towards her titty. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

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

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' Idiot, '' Jefferson snapped, `` Hold still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shears under the face of her pantie and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three firearm allowing that to descend away as well.

Katie stood naked but for her human body coloured guard up stockings and her red low heeled shoes, `` W'what are you going to do ? '' she asked as Mr Jefferson picked up a brace of handcuffs.

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

Franklin turned Katie around, `` Hands to ankle joint, '' President Jefferson ordered, `` On the bed first, and get those horseshoe off her.

Katie let her dad energy her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her horseshoe and stockings off, and offered no impedance as he took the hand handcuff and secured her left radiocarpal joint to her leftover ankle.

'' Why Daddy ? '' she asked, `` Do you really detest me ? ``

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

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

'' So do n't be so surprised, I bought you, ok, '' Mr Jefferson announced, `` You 're damaged goods but you 'll do just fine. ``

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

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your back, lets get a looking, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her back he added `` peg apart. ``

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankles he eased her legs even wider apart, and then his 's fingerbreadth trembled as he eased her pussy sass apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a spicy girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a domestic ass or something ? ``

'' No, just baton. ``

'' And he 's hung like a Equus asinus ? '' Franklin quipped.

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

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr Thomas Jefferson added, `` And close the threshold behind you. ``

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

'' It saved me L thousand one dollar bill ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if baton takes it ? '' Jefferson asked.

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

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

'' fifty thousand dollars would score the world of divergence to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball truncheon for fifty thousand ? '' he asked.

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

'' You 're passably, '' Thomas Jefferson conceded, `` suffer some exercising weight and you could make it big as a whore or smut star. ``

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

'' comic 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 whip from a cabinet beside the bed, `` Ass is best, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her facial expression 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, '' Jefferson ordered.

'' Nng, '' she replied.

'' All right you win, you 're just like your female parent ! '' he chuckled as he set the lash down.

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

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

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

'' What about he-goat ? '' 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 billystick ? '' he asked.

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

Jefferson smiled.

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

'' Oh '' he replied, `` I do n't know. '' and he sat on the bed beside her, he still dressed in his whippersnapper grey suit of clothes with blue shirt and iniquity blue tie, with her handcuffed and naked beside him.

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

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

'' It 's my 18th, near girls get something nice. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' baton Hogan, he works at the railroad siding at the timbre mill, '' she said.

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

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

'' Reliable, solid, '' Jefferson queried.

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

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

'' No, '' she agreed.

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

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

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

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

'' You were eighteen last Th, did you know that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll help oneself you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her Down on the terra firma, `` I 've a collar and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell speech sound does n't run 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 overweight no promise slut he realised he had actually found quite a savvy young Lady and he chuckled as he picked up a phone just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called baton Hogan at the runway spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the earphone. '' he waited a few moments, `` What do you mean he wo n't come ? ``

'' He says he has to change over some cars, '' the manager from the mill explained.

'' Well broadcast him over as soon as he 's through. '' President Jefferson ordered and he laughed.

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

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

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

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll have to do a DNA psychometric test, '' he admitted.

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

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

'' So why ! '' she asked.

'' Why not ? '' he replied.

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

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

'' You 're crazy, 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 ? ``

'' screw billystick ? '' she asked, `` Why ? ``

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

'' feel can we tattle about this ? '' she asked.

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

'' I feel really stupid sitting here naked, '' Katie explained.

'' Yes, I 'll get the leash, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll knock off your headland and make-believe you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh neat ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explain that at shoal ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jefferson slipped a dog catch around Kate 's cervix and attached a leash, `` search no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

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

'' Can I go in the John Cage instead ? '' Katie asked, `` This is shivery ? ``

Thomas Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not make out out, '' he said as he hung her collar on a crotchet high above where she could reach.

Virginia Katherine McMath appeared with Billy William Benjamin Hogan. lots to Jefferson 's bother Rogers wore sorry Levis with his black cap with a flannel shirt shirt and disastrous tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with black trousers.

billy club Hogan by contrast was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr President Jefferson sir ? '' Billy asked.

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

'' You want me to teach to drive the switcher maybe ? '' truncheon asked.

'' Yes, something like that but first-class honours degree I need to chequer you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` check off you 're straight person. ``

'' Sure Mr President Jefferson sir, I never been in no trouble with no body, except the constabulary that is. '' Billy replied.

Katie cowered against a bulwark trying to hide.

'' Got a girlfriend ? '' Mr Jefferson asked.

'' Sure, Katie Benjamin Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a ship's company apartment when I get a promotion, have five youngster, get a station black Maria maybe. '' billy goat replied confidently.

'' Because she says dissimilar, '' Mr President Jefferson said pointedly.

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

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

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

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' he-goat 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 President Jefferson my cherry, 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 back branch splayed as Billy peered at her crotch, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the lips apart baton, looking in, '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said through his hanky as he came across trying to stop his nose bleeding.

'' Can I ? '' billy goat asked and Katie nodded.

'' Are you going to bust her open truncheon, or shall I ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Ginger Rogers has sent for the copper, I guess you have ten minute, '' he lied.

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

His tool reared menacingly, eight maybe nine in of solid garden pink muscle.

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

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

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

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

'' I guess today will have to do,"billy replied.

Katie was lost as Billy climbed on the bed and awkwardly tried to shove his tool in her, it slipped out up her belly and then slipped under down by her ass kettle of fish, as Katie lay helpless her men bound to ankles and unable to guide on him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the showtime dyad of inches back and forth.

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

Katie screamed and Mr President Jefferson stepped forward and covered her entrust hired man with his, `` It 'll be ok, '' he said.

'' It hurts ! '' she said.

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

'' You want my fist again ? '' billy goat asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the manacle from Katie 's lead mortise joint and the one from her right field carpus before pulling her deal around behind billy club 's back and locking them again.

He was just in time for billy grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a moment but that was long enough for Mr Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog collar around billystick's neck opening and attach a short chain from his collar to Katies, a flyspeck padlock through each collar stopped them being easily removed and he took the handcuff from Katie 's ankles.

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

Mr Jefferson motioned Rogers to leave, `` Shall I order a whore sir ? '' Ginger Rogers asked.

'' No, and tell the cop it was a false alarum ok, and is my secretary still around ? '' Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

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

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

'' George ! '' Miss Reilly Jefferson 's secretary cried when she saw him approach, `` What on solid ground happened ? ``

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

'' And what exactly ? '' young woman Reilly said.

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

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

'' The one Marcie said she had aborted, '' he said, `` She 's just 18 and it was beautiful and. ``

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

'' I 'm as horny as hell and you 're the solely adult female here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would call for 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 Democrats and you wear such frumpy clothes but missy Reilly please, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' Oh the pits, '' 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 tore the front end of her dress broad unfold revealing her pocket-sized bloodless panties and bra.
He saw her nipple already responding and as he grabbed her scanty he saw a small wet patch beginning to form. `` Let me assist ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and slide fastener and when she revealed his rock hard penis she inserted her digit up vagina to learn she was ready and then pushed the voider of her pantie aside and pushed his solid erection trench inside her vagina.

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

'' Really, '' missy Reilly smiled,"Do you really think of that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"SOB all those tired bored working girl I fucked when I could bear 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 circuitous bitch ! '' and he stopped humping for a moment.

'' Look you chose to dishonor me, '' Miss Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the tactual sensation of her fingers had made his puppet respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off correspondence and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

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

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

'' George ! '' she protested.

'' You just let me do it when you want me and I 'll compel, '' he said, `` But better get that flab off you if you want to be seen out with me. ``

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

'' Shut the piece of tail up and work your be intimate muscles bitch, '' he said sarcastically.

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

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

'' eighteen damned eld I 've been working for you and suddenly, '' she said, and she felt the warm moisture surge if his passion flooding her womb, `` Oh, you 've cum ? ``

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

'' Eighteen years, '' she agreed.

'' Eighteen, '' he agreed,"I guess I better check on the kids."

Miss Reilly tried to pull her garb closed as she followed Mr Thomas Jefferson to where Katie and billy club were locked together by truncheon's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back legs wide apart as Billy fucked her,"She's my young woman now Mr Jefferson,"truncheon said firmly,"No matter what you or the cops do."

"That's fine billystick,"Mr Thomas Jefferson agreed,"Now you just hold back right hand on shag because my little girl deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson Billy,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five small fry and a station Dipper will be just fine !"

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