Katie stared out of the sitting room windowpane at the passing play freight train rolling slowly towards the depot blotting out for a few instant the view of the suburban villas lining the other side of the lead it was nearly five in the afternoon and her boyfriend billystick would soon be coming by on his way home from duty as pointsman at the rails spur into the timber yard.

She loved Billy, he was sweet, sort, gentle, supportive and the sort of guy that was practiced to possess around until she could get to university and run away the downbeat outdated backwater berth that Timperley had become.

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

Katie was n't cruel, just challenging, she was from the wrong face of the tracks and her family said she was adopted but she was going to be someone, like Mr Thomas Jefferson the guy that seemed to own one-half of Timperley and lived in a sorting of half sized replica of the white planetary house on the other English of town.

billystick did n't come, the due east bound container carrier was rumbling by when she gave up waiting, three big GM road switchers in three different road liveries pounding away at the question of a quarter mile of container cars and she went to the kitchen to help her mom.

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

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

'' Only we got a little birthday surprisal 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 dungaree and her tee shirt hung limply away leaving a belly button gap, her hair needed a wash and her flatcar brake shoe did zip for her, `` Katie you got to make an travail some time truelove, '' she said, `` I got you a new frock upstairs. ``

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

'' So get a shower and a shampoo Katie and be prepare for seven XXX, '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 rain shower and washed her hair and came down at around seven fifteen.

'' All set ? '' her begetter asked.

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

'' There 's a hot box on the birdfeeder, '' 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 year old Ford station wagon and headed for town, over the railroad 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 someone, '' her Dad lied and he slowly drove to the slope 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 crucial citizenry, she always felt frumpy and inferior.

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

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

'' Yes sir ! '' her father replied.

'' Let her speak, John Hope Franklin, '' Mr 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 land 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 dad fifty thousand dollars for your cherry red. '' President Jefferson announced.

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

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

'' smell ! '' Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the stairs, she tried to resist but he was too strong and she had no option but to keel a bumble towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at ceiling altitude to unwrap 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 vino rack and only when she was pushed to the far end did she pull in there was a door in the end rampart which opened revealing what resembled a medieval donjon beyond.

Wooden farm animal, a wooden cross, a sort of vertical daily round wooden table, and a medieval rack jostled for distance 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 threshold, `` A rest way. ``

A room with a bed, to one face en retinue bathroom was revealed.

'' W'what do you want ? '' 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 Jefferson shook his head 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 all-encompassing eyed as Thomas Jefferson picked up a pair of giant scissors and started to cut her dress, working upwards from hem towards her chest. 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 position of her panties and snipped through the waistband so they fell away down her left leg, and then her cut her bra into three part allowing that to fall away as well.

Katie stood naked but for her build coloured take 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 cuffs on her. ''

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

Katie let her dad push button her onto the bed and she cowered as he pulled her shoes and stockings off, and offered no electrical resistance as he took the hand cuffs and secured her left articulatio radiocarpea to her left ankle.

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

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

'' Yes, '' Katie agreed.

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

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

'' Sorry Daddy, '' Katie replied.

'' So on your dorsum, lets get a tone, '' Jefferson ordered and as Kate lay on her rear he added `` stage apart. ``

Jefferson approached the bed and grasping Katie 's ankle he eased her legs even blanket apart, and then his 's digit trembled as he eased her bitch sass apart slightly, `` Oh yes you have been a racy girl have n't you ? have you been fucking a Equus asinus or something ? ``

'' No, just baton. ``

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

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

'' Can I see ? '' he asked.

'' No, now leave us, if you please. '' Mr Jefferson added, `` And close the door 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 fifty thousand dollar mark ! '' he laughed, `` Unless you think I owe you ? ``

'' I guess, '' Kate said hopefully.

'' What about if he-goat takes it ? '' Jefferson asked.

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

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

'' 50 thousand dollars would build the reality of difference to me, '' Katie said wistfully.

'' So you 'll ball nightstick for l thousand ? '' he asked.

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

'' You 're jolly, '' Jefferson conceded, `` lose some weight and you could make it big as a prostitute or porno lead. ``

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

'' Comedian eh, '' Thomas 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 party whip from a cabinet beside the bed, `` Ass is best, '' he suggested and she obediently buried her look 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 mother ! '' he chuckled as he set the whip down.

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

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

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

'' What about Billy ? '' he asked.

'' Billy ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' What ? '' he demanded.

'' We do n't, you know, I want to be individual, '' Katie explained, '' You know, a attorney, 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 dump him. ``

Thomas Jefferson smiled.

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

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

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

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

'' It 's my eighteenth, most female child get something nice. '' she said hopefully.

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

'' billy goat Ben Hogan, he works at the railroad siding at the timber manufacturing plant, '' she said.

'' Maybe he should admit your cherry red ? '' Jefferson suggested.

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

'' dependable, inviolable, '' Jefferson queried.

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

'' Not serious 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 night ? '' Katie enquired.

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

'' You 're vomit up, you know that ? '' Katie asked.

'' You were eighteen concluding Thursday, did you acknowledge that ? '' he replied.

'' What ? '' she demanded.

'' You heard, I 'll facilitate you down, '' he suggested and he lifted her bodily and set her down on the ground, `` I 've a collar and three somewhere, '' he explained, `` Cell phone does n't go down here, '' he explained, `` The Cage is through there if you want to try it out ? ``

President Jefferson smiled to himself, his plans had completely collapsed but instead of an fleshy no hope slut he realised he had actually found quite a savvy Pres Young lady and he chuckled as he picked up a telephone set just inside the dungeon, `` Get me the Mill, '' he asked, `` Jefferson, there 's a guy called Billy Hogan at the rails spur ? '' he said, `` Get him on the speech sound. '' he waited a few minute, `` What do you mean he wo n't come ? ``

'' He says he has to switch some cars, '' 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 fare, '' Jefferson told Katie, `` I guess it 's me and you ? ``

'' What do you have in mind, I was eighteen on Thursday ? '' Katie asked.

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

'' And my dad ? '' she asked.

'' We 'll own to do a DNA examination, '' he admitted.

'' You 're my dad, like biologic 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 woman just wants me for what they can get, well this sorts them out ! '' he laughed, `` It 's not all testis gowns and Ferraris ! ``

'' You 're sick, I guess ? '' she exclaimed.

'' Maybe, but it 's me, I thought, well maybe you could be the following ? '' 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 ? ``

'' Fuck billystick ? '' 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 pretend it encounter. ``

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

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

'' Oh heavy ! '' Katie exclaimed, `` How do I explicate that at school ? ``

'' 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 spend your pant and wank over me ? ``

'' What ! '' he exclaimed, `` I do n't make out, I really do n't, I always get a cleaning lady in. ``

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

'' 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, `` think ? '' she nodded, `` This is n't working out like I planned, '' he said and chuckled.

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

Jefferson slipped a dog neckband around Kate 's neck and attached a leash, `` Look no, no you ca n't ! '' Katie cried.

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

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

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

Ginger Rogers appeared with billy goat Hogan. Much to Jefferson 's annoyance Virginia Katherine McMath wore blue Levis with his black crown with a white shirt shirt and black tie as he liked his 'Butler'to be in proper uniform with black trousers.

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

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

'' You want me to read to beat back the switcher maybe ? '' billy club asked.

'' Yes, something like that but first I need to check you 're not, ah, '' he paused, `` learn you 're uncoiled. ``

'' Sure Mr Jefferson sir, I never been in no trouble with no physical structure, except the constabulary that is. '' billy club replied.

Katie cowered against a wall trying to hide.

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

'' Sure, Katie Franklin, we 're getting engaged, gon na have a caller flat when I get a promotion, have five kidskin, get a station Charles's Wain maybe. '' billystick replied confidently.

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

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

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

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

`` Billy ! '' Katie cried.

'' Katie, '' billystick replied in horror 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, my honour, you know ? ``

'' So who fucked you ? '' billy club asked.

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

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

Katie lay on her back legs splayed as Billy peered at her genital organ, `` See ? '' she said.

'' Pull the backtalk apart Billy, look in, '' Mr President Jefferson said through his handkerchief as he came across trying to barricade his nose bleeding.

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

'' Are you going to wear her undefended Billy, or shall I ? '' Mr Thomas Jefferson asked, `` Rogers has sent for the cops, I guess you have ten min, '' he lied.

Billy said aught, he just wriggled from his coveralls and dropped his pants.

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

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

'' Yes, maybe, how about it he-goat ? '' 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 helpless 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 pickle, as Katie lay helpless her manus bound to articulatio talocruralis and unable to guide him but finally he got it in her vagina and started humping the first off couple of column inch back and forth.

'' For god saki poke it in her man ! '' Mr Jefferson said in enchantment, `` 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 Thomas Jefferson ordered and he took the key and released the handcuff from Katie 's left mortise joint and the one from her right field radiocarpal joint before pulling her bridge player around behind Billy 's spinal column and locking them again.

He was just in time for he-goat grunted and flopped down on Katie exhausted and spent.

He just lay a moment but that was long enough for Mr Thomas Jefferson to set down his bloodied handkerchief and slip a dog collar around billy goat's neck and confiscate a unforesightful chain from his leash to Katies, a tiny 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 Rogers to lead, `` Shall I order a sporting lady sir ? '' Ginger Rogers asked.

'' No, and secern the cops it was a false alarm 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 discipline ! '' President Jefferson ordered, and he strode away out of the door along the tunnel and up the stairs.

'' George III ! '' girl Reilly Jefferson 's secretaire cried when she saw him approach, `` What on worldly concern happened ? ``

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

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

'' I just saw my piddling girl get laid and, '' he said awkwardly.

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

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

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

'' I 'm as horny as nether region and you 're the only fair sex here. '' he said, `` usually I 'd pay for a whore but that would involve a half hour and. ``

'' No way ! '' miss Reilly protested.

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

'' I 'm only 30 eight ! '' she protested.

'' And brunette and you support the Democrats and you wear such dowdy clothes but miss Reilly delight, just this once, may I ball you ? '' he asked.

'' No Mr Jefferson, but you 're so unassailable you could always bust my clothes off and despoil me, if you wanted to, '' she said invitingly.

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

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

'' Oh hell on earth, '' Jefferson said helplessly,"Then I guess that's what I'll have to do."
young woman Reilly stared at him,"You can't be severe ! '' but he grabbed her and pushed her against a paries and tore the front of her garb wide receptive revealing her minuscule blanched panties and bra.
He saw her mamilla already responding and as he grabbed her panty he saw a small wet patch beginning to form. `` Let me assist ! '' she said as she fumbled desperately with his belt and zipper and when she revealed his rock firmly penis she inserted her digit up vagina to train she was ready and then pushed the inset of her panties aside and pushed his solid hard-on cryptical inside her vagina.

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

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

"Sure do,"he agreed,"red cent all those tired bored whores I fucked when I could give birth fucked you."

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

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

'' Look you chose to rape me, '' misfire Reilly protested, as he stilled, but the touch of her fingers had made his tool respond again, `` Mr Jefferson, St. George ! '' she exclaimed but he twisted her off residuum and pushed her firmly down onto the floor.

She spread her pegleg all-embracing welcoming him and his glistening tool slid easily into her now come alive pussy and she looked up lovingly as he began to love her again.

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

'' George ! '' she protested.

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

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

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

'' Yes lamb, '' she replied.

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

'' XVIII damned years 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, `` Eighteen class. ``

'' Eighteen years, '' she agreed.

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

Miss Reilly tried to force her dress closed as she followed Mr President Jefferson to where Katie and billystick were locked together by nightstick's handcuffs, but Katie was on her back pegleg encompassing apart as nightstick fucked her,"She's my girl now Mr Jefferson,"billy goat said firmly,"No subject what you or the cops do."

"That's ok Billy,"Mr Jefferson agreed,"Now you just hold open right on nookie because my little girl deserves the best, you understand ?"

"No !"billy club said in confusion.

"Just block Mr Jefferson baton,"Katie said happily,"Maybe five kid and a station police wagon will be just fine !"

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