The Stowaway's Keeper
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Chapter 58: Snow White
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 58: Snow White - In the 80's, John was looking to go some place no one would know him. He was not planning on starting his new life with a 14 year old girl. She and her friends keep his life anything but mundane, despite his best intentions to keep it that way at his new home. Codes will change as story progresses.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Fiction Incest Brother Sister Humiliation Spanking Gang Bang Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Slow
Having obtained more information than I had expected, I shook the man’s small hand, turned, and walked back into the park. Nearly an hour passed before I spotted the purple and pink highlights in Mandy’s hair. Once again, I followed Mandy, hoping to learn whether there was anything else I needed to know about her. What I had learned from Clayton made me question her fitness for the job. I was concerned about the drug use and her judgment in general. She didn’t seem to know how to avoid drawing attention to herself. That might help her lure in men and fuck them. She seemed more than qualified for that and appeared to enjoy it. But could she convincingly act like the demure mother I needed her to be?
The answer came after tailing her for the rest of the day. She played the part of a normal mother, spending the day with her kids and younger sister at an amusement park. She did nothing out of the ordinary while they rode the rides. The only thing out of the ordinary was that she and the kids were allowed to go through the employee line instead of the general public’s, cutting their wait times. Other than that, it was pretty much just another day at the park.
Back at the hotel, I went over the tape multiple times, along with the photos I had developed. I tried to figure out what I would use when I finally got Mandy alone. I pieced together different parts of the tape into a single short excerpt I could play for her. It would prove I was serious about the damning information I had on her. It captured how she craved light BDSM while high, and how she pulled trains with men and women she didn’t even know. The first photo showed her holding the mask before slipping it on. Other photos showed her naked: sucking a black cock while double-teamed, a nude woman with her cunt on Mandy’s lips (her tongue parting the woman’s folds), and the scar on her stomach while tied to the club table, her pussy already dripping cum.
Once I had finished assembling the packet, I was confident there was enough to convince her to work for me. Then I relaxed. Still, I couldn’t fully relax while watching H.O.T.S. on TV. I spent more time questioning the reliability of a nonprofessional than paying attention to the bad sex comedy. I’d never used a regular civilian before. But this job lent itself to it, provided Mandy didn’t blow the whole thing up or freak out once she realized how little choice she really had in what I would make her do.
The next morning, I staked out Cassandra’s house again. Another day surveilling my unwitting partner. Again, she, her sister, and the two kids headed to Disney World. Once there, they spent about an hour on rides before heading to the not-yet-opened Epcot section of the park. I tailed them there. At the closed construction entrance, I was close enough to catch every word between Mandy and her sister. Mandy slipped her sister a credit card. “Sis, I’m not feeling great. I think I’ll head back to the house. You and the kids stay and have fun. My treat.”
Cassandra pressed, “Are you sure you don’t want me to come back with you?”
Mandy replied, “No, it’s fine. I’ll just grab a taxi and head back to the house. I’ve got my key. I’ll go lie down for a bit. You stay and enjoy the park. Show them all the behind-the-scenes magic for the rest of the day. Maybe if I’m feeling better, I’ll grab a taxi back and meet you around 6:00.”
Cassandra watched Mandy leave, and so did I. But I couldn’t shake the feeling she wasn’t headed home. So I followed her to see if she was really heading back to the house to lie down. It turned out that was the furthest thing from what she did. The moment she was out of Cassandra’s sight, Mandy veered away from the park entrance, heading back toward the area she had been in the day before.
Mandy went to the employee gate she had used the day before and entered the code. Opening the gate, she went back into the area reserved for employees. I caught it right before it snapped and locked shut. I too could slip into the area where I didn’t belong. I figured if all else failed, the very real though very forged FBI badge (with only a fake picture) would get me out of any trouble that might occur.
I was fairly well hidden when I saw a couple of dwarves stand up when they saw Mandy. She immediately went up to Doc and started a conversation I couldn’t hear. I assumed it had to do with cocaine as Doc offered her a quick snort from his vial of white powder. He had a small mirror in his costume’s supposed medical bag. After putting a small pile on the mirror, he made a line out of it. Mandy then bent over and did a quick line. And though it was early in the morning, she swallowed a pill that Doc handed her. To wash it down, she took a big swallow from a glass of what looked like water. The face she made as it went down her throat said it was likely vodka, gin, or rum. More of the dwarves showed up, but Clayton wasn’t one of them.
Mandy talked and laughed with the men there. The dwarves reminded me of a pack of coyotes just waiting until their prey was easy pickings. It only took about a half hour before they had all the buttons of her blouse undone. She hadn’t put up much resistance as the midgets undid the buttons and pulled the blouse open, exposing both her bra and the scar beneath it. Bashful reached between her mounds, and soon both blouse and bra were slid down her arms. Her firm breasts jiggled seductively as they were pulled free of the cups which held them. Exposed, she looked slightly embarrassed as the little hands pulled, pinched, and rubbed her silver-dollar-sized nipples. As the hands played on her nipples, the areola puffed out and her nipples became small pebbles.
I was glad I’d decided to bring along the Betamax portable. Pictures were good, but video was better for getting people to do what I wanted. It had to be, because the whole video setup weighed about twenty pounds: hard to hide and maneuver. With the color video, you could see she wasn’t totally fried out of her mind. She was just high, but she was enjoying the sensations just as much.
Doc was again playing with her breasts along with Bashful and Sleepy. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear that I couldn’t hear. She nodded eagerly, agreeing with whatever Doc had said. I soon got the gist of what they were talking about. Doc undid his pants as the other two continued playing with her tits. With his pants undone, he pulled out his four-inch cock and dusted some of the white powder on it. There was a look of excitement in Mandy’s eyes as she glanced left and right, making sure no one was watching. She pressed one finger to her left nostril, then lowered her face and snorted the cocaine off his dick head, all the way down to his black curly pubic hair. I knew the video so far was pure gold. But a little more wouldn’t hurt.
Clayton came in shortly after Mandy had straightened up and Doc had his mouth covering her silver-dollar-sized areola and the hard nipple atop it, in the center of her puckered flesh. Again, I couldn’t hear what Clayton was saying to Doc. He was clearly not happy and was ranting at the dwarf for having his dick out of his pants, with Mandy’s hand on it. Along with the coke, he was returning the favor and had slid his hand into the loose shorts leg hole. The front of her shorts had begun puffing out rhythmically as short fingers fucked her.
After pulling his hand from her shorts, prompting a loud grouse from Mandy, he took her hand in his, slick with her pussy juice. Clayton led the rest of the cast down a dirt trail to a trailer with a “Turner Construction” sign plastered on the side. The white trailer had a bit of a brownish-green tint to it, clearly not washed or maintained for months in the humid Florida air. The best thing about the trailer was that it had some fairly large windows, letting me see the whole interior. Plus, as they went in, the door was left open and they opened most of the windows for ventilation.
The out-of-the-way trailer worked out perfectly for the seven dwarves and their version of a slutty Snow White. I’d moved closer to the trailer, certain a train would be pulled again and I’d get more footage. The fuller the portfolio, the easier it would be to convince her she had no options. And over the next five hours I had a lot to work with. I made sure the video camera was set up properly. I just wished I had brought more batteries to catch as much of the salacious action as possible.
While I taped Mandy sucking off Doc, it turned out to be a waste of time and battery life. She popped another pill only to get a lot more freaky. After being completely stripped, she got double-teamed while sucking on Sleepy’s dick. Only to be followed by getting her nipples pulled and twisted until she whined out in both pain and pleasure. There always seemed to be another hard dick ready to pump her full of cum. Sneezy and Bashful tied her ankles to a table behind her and bent her over it and secured what looked like a milk crate. Her ass in the air, they secured her wrist to two other table legs far above her head.
I think they put her in the position to let the cum ooze out of her cunt. While the mix of pussy honey and midget cum trickled or globbed out, seven pairs of hands stroked her ass cheeks before trying to leave a red hand print. Mandy jumped at each strike on her ass but seemed to relish the sting they brought. It was not just her ass being turned a bright shade of red. There were wet splats when her engorged lips were treated like her ass.
The sting on her clit seemed to liven her participation and her outburst. She hollered out after a blow was delivered. But it was not so the dwarves would stop. No, she hollered, “Harder, tame that thing.” She did her best at humping back against whoever had their cock in her. She was panting and howled as she came over and over. For the first hour they fucked her face and pussy until all of the midgets were drained of spunk. Plus, they had to get back to their jobs of entertaining other guests besides Mandy.
Sleepy stayed back in the trailer while the rest went to work. I guess one of the other ones told Snow White about the fun they were having and why Sleepy was not back at work. Mandy, on the other hand, seemed to be napping preparing for afternoon, when an attractive black-haired woman with the figure that actually fit in the costume came walking up the dirt path. She saw the imitation Snow White on entering the trailer and said, “What the fuck, James?” I thought she was going to blow the top off the fun and games the midgets were having. Until “You have a hot slut trying to be me and you don’t let me come play?”
Sleepy got a bashful look. “Sorry, Jules, we didn’t know you would be interested.” So Snow White’s real name was Julie or some variation of it.
“Oh hell yes I am interested,” the actual Snow White said, looking about the trailer. “How could I not be interested? She is in the perfect position for playing.” I found it interesting Jules had no interest in how or why the naked woman was in the trailer. She was just interested in playing with her.
Jules began her playing immediately. Her right hand reached out to run a finger lightly up one labia and down the other. The move elicited a light moan from Mandy as she slowly awoke. The loud pop quickly followed the moan as Jules slapped Mandy’s raised ass hard.
A red hand print sprung up as she grunted and bellowed, “Oww.”