Chapter 1: Happy Birthday Whore

Her birthday was always hit or miss after her family had moved to Canada. July was usually warm, and Pamela remembered that first year of playing in the woods behind the trailer park in a tank top and shorts. The next birthday she was learning to skate at the skate rink nearby.

“You’re such a loser!” her brother scowled as she fell for the fifth time on her new skates.

It was birthday number 12 and she always seemed to be the target of teasing, which later escalated into humiliation. Her new skates were just the object of the moment for teasing by her brother and his buddies. It bothered Pam that her brother would use her as a target for impressing his friends to make himself look better. She was always smaller, and with no way of defending herself, she had no choice but to be bullied. She was glad that he didn’t pick on her younger sister, Dianna. That was the one person she could control and she used every opportunity to take out her pent up aggression on her little sister.

Birthday number 19 was a hopeful day. Her new friend, Marjorie, had picked her up from the park and they were headed for their usual hangout in the woods at Marjorie’s uncle’s cabin. He lived alone and the girls were always welcome at Uncle Frank’s place because there was plenty of alcohol, pot and porn. Despite them both being outcasts, Uncle Frank had introduced them to all the cool things a small town in Canada had to offer. This included sex. Today was a day for excitement because she would learn, first hand, some of the things she’d seen online with Marjorie.

At 5’ 9” and only 97 lbs, Pam was usually the weakling in a crowd of two or more. She was a 34 A cup and had often been the target of cruel girls in gym class. They enjoyed teasing her because of her “lack of titties” as they called it. “Pamela Without “ was her nickname from middle school until she graduated. She had learned to deal with it and categorize it along with being bullied by her brother and his friends which only stopped when he went off to college. She was glad high school was over. Things would be better now.

It was a bit warm when they arrived at Uncle Frank’s cabin around 4:00 pm. They found him sitting on his front porch in his rocker smoking weed that he’d grown himself in his “garden” out back.

“Marjorie, my lovely pet! And Pamela without, her trusted side kick. Happy birthday! Are you excited?” he asked as they walked up onto the porch.

The air was thick with the smell floating from his massive home rolled blunt. The girls smiled and giggled as he handed Marjorie the “chill weed” as he called it. He stood up and unzipped his pants as Pam watched with enthusiasm and a twitch between her legs. Her knee length orange skirt covered her white soaked panties, and she inadvertently rubbed her tiny nipples through her sheer white blouse. No need for a bra, of course, and the excitement of a breeze coupled with her fingers instantly created hard nipples underneath. She had been instructed to wear her hair in pigtails, although she wasn’t sure why. She was about to get a crash course in many subjects and she was unable to hide her excitement.

“On your knees slut. Time to suck some dick. Pet, she’s going to need a little help because this is her first time, so you be a good friend and do what I tell you to when I tell you to, got it?” Uncle Frank said sternly.

“Yes Daddy. I’m your good girl,” Marjorie replied.

The look on Pam’s face gave Frank all the ammunition he needed to seal the deal. She had no clue why Marjorie was calling her uncle “Daddy” and he was now calling her “Pet”.

“That’s right, you’re Daddy’s good girl. Today you brought Daddy a nice treat and Daddy promised that when you bring treats, you get treats, right?”

“Yes Daddy!” she said as she opened her mouth as wide as she possibly could.

Frank walked over and pushed her down to the ground, grabbed her head, and thrust his dick into her waiting mouth. Pam watched as the mammoth cock disappeared down Marjorie’s throat. She choked momentarily and Frank pulled his cock from her mouth.

“Come on whore! You can do better than that. Open up for Daddy or I’ll give your treat to your flat little friend here and we’ll see if she gags on my cock!” he said gruffly.

Pam froze as he watched him grab Marjorie’s head and slam his prick into her mouth a second time, his balls bouncing off her chin with a smacking sound. Marjorie let him fuck her mouth roughly as she got the hang of letting her muscles relax. Pam, taking mental notes, watched as her friend’s eyes began tearing up, her thick cheap mascara making black streaks down her face. Frank would stroke his dick with her mouth exactly ten times, then pull out and slap Marjorie’s face exactly twice. He didn’t slap her hard, more like just acting or maybe a way to smear her mascara. It excited or frightened Pam, she couldn’t discern which, but her knees shook and her nipples hardened as she stood watching.

He suddenly stopped and turned toward Pam.

“Your turn little girl,” he said as he dropped Marjorie’s head and slowly staggered toward Pam. “Ok Pet, here’s your treat from Daddy. You get to pick which hole I plug on your little friend here. You like that?”

Marjorie’s face suddenly lit up and turned sinister. She smiled deviously. Pam could tell that her friend was thinking something wicked and nefarious, but she was too naive to take a guess as to what it could possibly be. In fact, she never would’ve guessed it.

“Her ass. Fuck her in her tight little ass. I wanna hear her scream and cry worse than I did my first time, but don’t give her any lube. She needs to experience it like a real woman now that she’s of age. And you can use her little pigtails to hold her while you’re fucking her ass,” Marjorie said excitedly.