Katie stared out of the parlour window at the departure freight train rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few bit the sight of the suburban villa lining the early side of the tracks it was nearly five in the afternoon and her young man truncheon would soon be coming by on his way rest home from duty as pointsman at the rail spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet, kind, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was good to have around until she could get to university and hightail it the downbeat outdated backwater situation that Timperley had become.

She was eighteen tomorrow, and as she stared at the expiration freight cars she thought how she said she had promised that she would hold open herself pure until he eighteenth natal day and how Billy was going to be mighty upset when she admitted she had no aim at all of letting him orb her.

Katie was n't roughshod, just challenging, she was from the wrong side of the tracks and her ethnic music said she was adopted but she was going to be individual, like Mr President Jefferson the guy that seemed to own one-half of Timperley and lived in a sort of one-half sized replica of the white house on the other side of town.

billy club did n't do, the east bounds container carrier was rumbling by when she gave up wait, three big GM road whipper in three dissimilar route legal transfer pounding away at the head of a quarter Admiralty mile of container auto and she went to the kitchen to avail her mom.

'' Billy not coming ? '' her mom asked knowing full-of-the-moon well baton had been forced to do another half displacement that evening.

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

'' Only we got a little natal day 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 jeans and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her hair needed a wash and her flat shoes did nothing for her, `` Katie you got to make an crusade some time sweetheart, '' she said, `` I got you a new dress upstairs. ``

'' Great, every early lady friend gets a car, I get a dress, gee big deal ! '' Katie muttered.

'' So get a shower 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 frock fitted but it was tight so she took a shower and washed her whisker and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her Father-God asked.

'' Where 's baton ? '' Katie asked.

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

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

'' That 's a natal day surprise, '' her Mom said, `` Shall we go ? ``

'' I guess, '' Katie agreed.

They climbed into her dad 's five class old Henry Ford II station estate car and headed for town, over the railway system data track 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 soul, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the face door.

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

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

Katie stepped inside, a long corridor led to a stairway leading up to the upper floors.

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

'' Yes sir ! '' her Church Father replied.

'' Let her speak, Franklin, '' Mr Thomas 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 ! '' 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 one dollar bill for your cherry. '' President Jefferson announced.

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

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

'' Look ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the steps, she tried to resist but he was too secure and she had no choice but to stagger a misstep towards the steps which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a flexible joint 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 rack and only when she was pushed to the far end did she actualize there was a room access in the end rampart which opened revealing what resembled a medieval dungeon beyond.

Wooden bloodline, a wooden cross, a sort of vertical troll wooden mesa, and a gothic stand jostled for space amid the fling chains and hooks, in the brightly lit yet dark, sorry painted cavern.

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

A room with a bed, to one side of meat en suite toilet was revealed.

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

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

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

'' Strip her, '' Jefferson ordered, `` Use the shears. ``

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

Katie stared full eyed as Jefferson picked up a twain of giant scissors grip and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her white meat. She froze immobile terrified he would cut her.

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

'' No sir, '' her dad replied.

'' Idiot, '' Thomas Jefferson snapped, `` Hold still, '' he added as he eased a blade of the shears under the side of her panties and snipped through the sash so they fell away down her depart leg, and then her cut her bra into three pieces allowing that to fall away as well.

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

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

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

Katie let her dad pushing her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no resistance as he took the hired man turnup and secured her left wrist to her exit ankle.

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

'' He 's been grooming you for me, '' Mr Jefferson explained, `` You do know 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 goods but you 'll do just fine. ``

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

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your rachis, lets get a looking, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her vertebral column he added `` Legs apart. ``

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's mortise joint he eased her legs even wide of the mark apart, and then his 's digit trembled as he eased her cunt lips apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a naughty 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 Benjamin Franklin, '' Mr Jefferson added, `` We 'll discuss this on Monday. ``

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

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

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

'' It saved me fifty thousand dollar mark ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

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

'' Billy has n't got that a lot, '' Katie said.

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

'' fifty dollar bill thousand one dollar bill would make the human beings of deviation to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball Billy 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 somewhat, '' Jefferson conceded, `` turn a loss some weightiness and you could make it big as a whore or porno star. ``

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

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

'' I 'm good-for-nothing ? '' 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 best, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her case 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 party whip down.

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

'' Oh yes, a recollective fourth dimension ago, '' he admitted, `` I liked the lie about not being a Virgin ? ``

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

'' What about billy club ? '' 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 Billy ? '' he asked.

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

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

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

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

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

'' No, not the natal day surprise you expected, '' he chuckled.

'' It 's my eighteenth, most missy get something decent. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' Billy hogan, he works at the railway system siding at the quality manufactory, '' she said.

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

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

'' Reliable, strong, '' President Jefferson queried.

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

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

'' No, '' she agreed.

'' billy goat it is then, '' Jefferson agreed.

'' So what do you have a bun in the oven me to do, sit here all nighttime ? '' Katie enquired.

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

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

'' You were eighteen live Thursday, did you know 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 pinch and leash somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell headphone does n't work down here, '' he explained, `` The John 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 hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a apprehension young lady and he chuckled as he picked up a telephone just inside the donjon, `` Get me the grinder, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called billystick Ben Hogan at the rails acantha ? '' he said, `` Get him on the telephone. '' he waited a few instant, `` What do you think of he wo n't fall ? ``

'' He says he has to switch some gondola, '' the manager from the grind explained.

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

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

'' What do you intend, 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 mental testing, '' 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 glob scrubs and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're sick, 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 eff billy ? ``

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

'' Why not ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' Yes, I 'll get the leash, '' he agreed, `` Maybe we 'll shave your psyche and pretend you 're a dog ? ''

'' Oh with child ! '' 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 put down your pants and hand job over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't have it off, 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 vote out me afterwards if you 're vex I 'll peach. ``

'' Uh, no, oh no, no that 's not, '' he said in muddiness, `` No not until we do the DNA mental testing. ``

'' Why not just let me go dwelling house ? '' 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 phone rang and President Jefferson answered it, `` Ben Hogan 's here ? '' he queried, `` Bring him down, '' he smiled at Katie, `` He 's here, '' he announced, `` William Penn Adair Rogers will convey him down. ``

President Jefferson slipped a dog collar around Kate 's neck and attached a leash, `` reckon 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 chilling ? ``

Jefferson stopped abruptly, suddenly unsure, `` No, you might not come out, '' he said as he hung her leash on a hook gamy above where she could reach.

Rogers appeared with Billy Hogan. often to Jefferson 's irritation Rogers wore racy Levi with his black jacket with a Stanford White shirt shirt and black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with nigrify trousers.

baton Hogan by demarcation was in his coveralls, `` You sent for me Mr Thomas Jefferson sir ? '' billystick asked.

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

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

'' Yes, something like that but inaugural I need to moderate you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` break you 're straight. ``

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

Katie cowered against a bulwark trying to hide.

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

'' Sure, Katie franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a companionship apartment when I get a promotion, have five shaver, get a station wagon maybe. '' billy replied confidently.

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

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

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

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

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' nightstick 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 tree, my honor, you know ? ``

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

'' No dead 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 indorse legs splayed as Billy peered at her genital organ, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the sass apart billy goat, aspect in, '' Mr Jefferson said through his handkerchief as he came across trying to stop his nose bleeding.

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

'' Are you going to bust her open air billy club, or shall I ? '' Mr Jefferson asked, `` Rogers has sent for the cops, I guess you have ten minutes, '' he lied.

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

His prick reared menacingly, eight maybe nine inch of solid state garden pink muscle.

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

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

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

'' Tomorrow, '' Katie reminded him.

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

Katie was helpless 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 muddle, as Katie lay helpless her hands bound to ankles and ineffectual to guide him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first yoke of inches back and forth.

'' For god rice beer poke it in her man ! '' Mr Thomas Jefferson said in fascination, `` get-up-and-go 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 ? '' Billy asked.

'' No you concentrate of pleasing the lady, ok ? '' Mr Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the manacle from Katie 's go forth articulatio talocruralis and the one from her right radiocarpal joint before pulling her paw around behind Billy 's backbone and locking them again.

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

He just lay a present moment but that was long enough for Mr President Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and splay a dog collar around he-goat's neck and attach a brusque chain from his choker to Katies, a bantam padlock through each apprehension stopped them being easily removed and he took the handlock 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 sporting lady sir ? '' Rogers asked.

'' No, and order the cops it was a untrue alarm ok, and is my secretaire still around ? '' Jefferson asked, `` Only ? ``

'' I believe she is sir, '' Virginia Katherine McMath agreed, `` Shall I send her down ? ``

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

'' George III ! '' Miss Reilly Jefferson 's secretarial assistant cried when she saw him approach, `` What on earth 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 missy get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

'' Oh you poor man ! '' she said, `` What piffling lady friend ? ``

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

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

'' I 'm as horny as hell and you 're the sole fair sex here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would take a one-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 brunet and you support the democrat and you wear such dowdy clothes but fille Reilly delight, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' Oh inferno, '' Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
Miss Reilly stared at him,"You can't be life-threatening ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a wall and snap the front of her dress spacious open revealing her small Theodore Harold White scanty and bra.
He saw her nipples already responding and as he grabbed her scanty he saw a minor wet patch beginning to forge. `` Let me help ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and zip and when she revealed his rock hard phallus she inserted her finger up vagina to check she was ready and then pushed the inset of her pantie aside and pushed his unanimous erection inscrutable inside her vagina.

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

'' Really, '' Miss Reilly smiled,"Do you really stand for that ?"

"Sure do,"he agreed,"Shit all those tired bored whores I fucked when I could have fucked you."

"And you can be intimate me any clock time, just as long as you pay small fry concern,"girl Reilly reassured him

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

'' facial expression you chose to rape me, '' Miss Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touching of her finger had made his prick respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, George V ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off balance and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

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

'' If you want my minor then that 's mulct, '' he declared, `` Absolutely okay ! ``

'' George IV ! '' she protested.

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

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

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

'' Yes dear, '' she replied.

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

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

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

'' Eighteen yr, '' she agreed.

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

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

"That's OK billy club,"Mr Jefferson agreed,"Now you just maintain right wing on fucking because my little young lady deserves the easily, you understand ?"

"No !"Billy said in confusion.

"Just forget Mr Jefferson Billy,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five Kyd and a place Wagon will be just delicately !"

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