Behind Closed Doors
Copyright© 2025 by robb234
Chapter 108: Party Time
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 108: Party Time - fantasy
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Teenagers NonConsensual Reluctant Fiction Incest Rough Interracial
Chris “CT” Stevens was a local celebrity in the hood. First, he made money working the streets selling drugs. Then he expanded, getting involved in prostitution. CT always worked the higher end of business, selling almost exclusively to those in higher incomes. Black, white, Asian or Hispanic- it didn’t matter to CT. If you had the cash, he had the stash and the young girl ass to go with it.
It was CT’s birthday and his closest friends wanted to celebrate. This included at least a dozen men, plus their slut girlfriends, getting together at CT’s mansion for the birthday party. CT’s business partner, Mad Dog, he wanted to do something special for CT this time. He told two of his associates to “ ... go get him a young white girl from South County.” The two hoods went out a few hours before the party, in the late afternoon. They cruised the strip malls, near all the popular stores. Eventually, they spotted two young girls walk out of Target. They seemed to fit the bill. Teens, thin, pretty. No fat chicks. They drove around to where they were walking. Just as the girls got near their Lexus SUV, the boys pulled in next to it. Perfect.
Jeremy quickly got out, small taser in his hand. As one girl came up the passenger side, he acted all polite, smiling, “Oh, sorry, excuse me...” As she squeezed past him, he zapped her with his taser. She stopped, shaking and then collapsed. He acted all surprised. “Hey! Hey, are you ok? Hey, you ok?” Tony came around the back of the car, waving for the driver. She had almost gotten in the car, then saw the other girl fall. She quickly came around, all concerned. As soon as she passed Jeremy to check on the girl, he zapped her too. Quickly, Jeremy and Tony put the two girls in the back seat of their car, got in and drove off. The two men looked all around, but it seems their prank had gone unseen. They had CT’s birthday present. As they drove back to the house, Jeremy called Mad Dog to say they were on their way. As the girls came around, he would zap them briefly, telling them to stay quiet, stay down. It wasn’t hard; the taser was powerful.
Sharon Quigley and her younger sister Jamie had been shopping at Target. Sharon had only recently gotten her driver’s license. Being just sixteen, she was excited to go try new things, like driving to the stores by herself. Her sister Jamie was just barely fifteen. The two had just been shopping for new underwear, and had been headed to Taco Bell for dinner.
Sharon was a typical sixteen-year-old. Very cute face and beautiful, light brown hair to below her shoulders. She stood 5’8” tall, weighed about 115 pounds. She was well into puberty now. Sharon had a full bush of hair above her vagina. A bottom that every boy and teacher in school thought was her best asset. Her breasts were nothing to sneeze at, either. A hefty 33B, she was starting to outgrow her bra again.
Jamie was like her older sister in some ways. She also had beautiful dark blonde hair, down to her shoulders. She stood about 5’7”, weighed about 115 pounds. She had the same butt as her sister, and today she was showing it off some by wearing her too-small gym shorts. Not quite as busty, she still had great legs and an innocent face with some lipstick. Sharon also had on make-up.
Jamie had walked to her side of the car just as a man got out of the car that had parked next to them. He was all apologies and “Sorry...” as she squeezed by. Then suddenly, there was a tremendous electric jolt through her body. Her muscles just quit working; she dropped to the ground. The man had caught her as she fell. She didn’t know what had happened. Everything was a blur. Jamie saw her sister come around the car and then suddenly Sharon was lying next to her. As Jamie still tried to make sense of all this, she was picked up and roughly shoved into the back seat of some car. The car drove off; two black men sitting in front. Wait, she started to talk, cry out, trying to get her muscles to work again. One black man reached back, touched something to her briefly. Another vicious electrical shock went through her, a brief one. Suddenly Jamie was laying back, too stunned to do anything, think anything. Every so often Sharon would move, and then the man would zap her too. Jamie could feel it through her skin. If Jamie moved at all, another sharp jolt would run through her.
Eventually the boys pulled into the driveway. The garage was open, Mad Dog waited there. The two drove inside, parked and got out while Mad Dog closed the door. They opened the back door and pulled the two girls out, both of them still too weak to stand. Mad Dog looked at them. “Where’d you get them?” he asked.
Jeremy said outside Target, in Lakeview, at the strip mall in the valley. Mad Dog leaned down, inspecting them more closely. He touched each girl’s chest. He stood back up. “OK, they’ll do just fine. We gotta get them cleaned up, first. I mean, no more tasing. Take them to the basement, keep them quiet as they come around. I’ll be down later to get them ready.”
The two men picked up the two girls and dragged them through the basement door, down the stairs into the basement. Jeremy and Tony dragged them to two wooden chairs, sat them in them. Using some line, they tied them to the chairs, then put duct tape over their mouths. As they waited for Mad Dog, the two stood around smoking a bowl of weed, blowing smoke into the girl’s faces. Sure enough, the girls started coming around, and were feeling the effects of the pot after a while. As the two men smoked more, Jeremy undid the one girl’s blouse, opened it. He left it on; Mad Dog would want to undress her himself. He just had to see those tits, though. Two luscious, young white-girl tits bulged out of a too-small bra. He just stared. Tony did him one better. He went to the other girl, pulled her shirt up, then pushed her bra up on her left side, exposing her left breast. Not too bad. Small, but nice. Both men enjoyed the view for a bit, then pulled her bra and top back down.
By now, the two girls were more alert. They struggled, but to no avail. They were securely tied. They cried out into their tape, but it was just mumbled sounds. Jeremy went up to Sharon, gripped her face tightly. He pulled the tape off her mouth. “You keep quiet or I’ll tape you up again, you hear me, bitch? Not a fucking word unless I says so. Now, what’s your name?”
“Sh, sh, Sharon ... where are...”
“Quiet! Jeremy snarled. “How old are you, girl?” She told him she was sixteen as Tony kept blowing pot smoke into their faces. Jeremy told her to stay quiet, then moved to her sister. Being scared to death and slightly high now, Sharon did what she was told to do. Jeremy did the same thing to Jamie. “Jamie, huh? Only fifteen? Just last Sunday? Ha ha ha ... Check it out. Fourteen plus four days,” he said to his partner.
The four sat there, as Jeremy and Tony forced the girls to inhale the smoke. Later, Mad Dog came downstairs. “How they doin’?” he snarled.
Jeremy said, “They ok now, boss. We got them good and high. They won’t talk unless we tells them to, neither. They being good girls now.”
Tony added, “That one there is Sharon, sixteen years old. This is her sister, Jamie. She just turned fifteen last Sunday. Mad Dog looked at him. “Really?” He moved closer to her, reached down and put his hand under her shirt, feeling up her young tit. “Damn girl, you doin’ good for just fifteen!”
He stood up, standing in front of the girls. “You gotta do some more things. Then we drive you home, all safe and sound. But first, you gotta learn how to party.” He turned to the two men, handed them some coke. “Get them high, but not too high. They gotta be dancin’ later,” he said. Mad Dog left the room, while the two started forcing the two girls to smoke the crystal coke in their pipe. Mad Dog came back with a shopping bag from Zale’s. He pulled out a small black dress. He told them to untie the younger girl. High now, she did what they said, too scared not too. The big, scary black man held up the dress to her. “You! Get undressed and put this on.”
Jamie didn’t hardly realize she was getting undressed. She did though, only briefly recognizing her nudity. She tried on the dress. It was too small, for sure. The bottom of the dress barely covered her butt, while the top barely covered her boobs. She tugged and yanked on it, but it just wouldn’t come up any more. Her breasts weren’t big yet, but this little dress really made them push up. It felt like more of her boobs was showing than hiding. You could just see her areoles. For some reason, this made her laugh. She asked where the panties were. “There ain’t none,” the man replied. She had a bush down there now, but this dress was barely covering it.
Mad Dog said it would be fine. It had a lot of open areas in it, exposing a lot of her fifteen-year-old body. Mad Dog liked how the side cuts allowed you to see the side of her young breasts. Oh, he’d have his turn on this, that was for sure. He pulled out the second outfit and made the sixteen-year-old put on the black leather skirt. Even pulled down as low as she dared, it still exposed the bottom of her butt cheeks. Jamie giggled. Sharon did too, not sure why. She shook her butt some, making Jamie giggle more. Then the man gave her the top. Sharon blankly removed her open blouse and her bra, then put on the top. It was a black leather vest. There were no buttons in front, so it just lay across her boobs, covering her areoles and nipples and not much else.
Mad Dog told them what their job was. “We got us a birthday party upstairs. When I brings you up there, you two gotta dance. As soon as you get there, you start to dance. Show me how you dance. Now.”
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