The Foster Home
Copyright© 2022 by DBwriter51
Chapter 2
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Two brothers turn a defunct dude ranch into a foster home for innocent teenage girls who have been deemed wards of the state. The beautiful and sexy teens, along with other young women who meet the brothers’ criteria, are used for their sexual pleasure and then turned into prostitutes.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Lesbian Heterosexual Cheating Sharing Incest Mother Brother Sister Father Daughter InLaws DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie First Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Prostitution
The next morning, following Joanne’s abduction, she was coming down from the effects of the methamphetamine high. Now that Blake had drugged and raped her, he knew the only way to keep the young coed under control was to keep her high until she was addicted. Therefore, Blake knew the quickest way to get Joanne addicted was to inject a methamphetamine solution directly into her bloodstream.
The innocent young coed asked, “What’s going on? What are you doing?” as Blake inserted the needle into her arm, hitting her vein. Before she could react, he emptied the syringe, causing a tremendous rush in seconds. The sudden flood of pleasure dopamine hitting Joanne’s brain overwhelmed her, causing immense pleasure and her sexual desire to go into overdrive.
“That’s it; let the drug take you,” Blake said as the innocent young coed softly moaned.
Then, after he rolled a fresh, lubricated condom on his erection, Blake got on top of the young coed again.
Caused by the tremendous methamphetamine rush and drug high, Joanne let out loud sexual moans with Blake between her smooth, sexy legs, driving his hard cock in and out of her pussy. The young coed was lost in the euphoric rush of the methamphetamine, wildly working her hips fucking her pussy up to meet the driving thrusts of the eight-inch cock fucking her. She no longer cared who was on top of her or that he was raping her. All she cared about was the sensation the drug and his fucking her were causing. Then, suddenly, Joanne had the first of three orgasms while being brutally fucked hard by Blake that day.
The following day, after he had already fucked Joanne several times the previous day and night, he called his brother and told him about Joanne. While Blake lived in their parents’ old house, Trevor had an apartment downtown near his work. That evening after work, Trevor fucked Joanne for the first time while using a condom. He could tell that she was extremely high while fucking her and that she did not even know who was on top of her. Joanne, high on meth, gave him a hell of a ride on her sexy body, working her hips.
Afterward, Trevor cautioned his brother, “You need to be careful about how much meth you inject Joanne with. We wouldn’t want her to overdose. She’s too damn beautiful, sexy, and valuable.”
“I’ve been closely monitoring how much I give her. After this week, I will gradually reduce the amount I give her until I get her down to a manageable level. Also, after the first couple of injections, I started injecting her in between her toes. Certainly, we do not want needle tracks on her pretty smooth arms,” Blake told Trevor.
“It’s a shame we could not have gotten Joanne without you having to drug her,” Trevor commented.
“Well, that wasn’t going to happen, and I didn’t know the bitch was a virgin until I fucked her the first time,” Blake admitted.
“I’ll admit Joanne is beautiful and sexy and can make us a lot of money,” Trevor replied.
“Speaking of that, you remember Shaun Staples and Lyle Hamlin? I have already lined them up as Joanne’s first paying tricks,” Blake said.
“Don’t you think it’s quick to have her turning tricks already before we know she is controllable?” Trevor asked.
“You saw how Joanne was when you fucked her. The bitch won’t care who’s on top of her, and besides, we need the money for our project. Shaun and Lyle don’t care one bit if she’s drugged, just that she has a hot, tight pussy and is a damn good fuck,” Blake said.
“I guess you’re right. Just make sure Joanne doesn’t overdose. That would end all our plans for now,” Trevor said.
“Got it covered,” Blake replied.
For the next week, Blake kept Joanne high enough that she didn’t care where she was or that she wasn’t going to her college classes. All she cared about was getting her next injection and a hard cock fucking her. The young coed did not even care who was on top of her while engaging in brutal, aggressive sex, just that he had a hard cock. Blake had arranged for Kitty to go to the college registrar’s office, wearing a wig and posing as Joanne; she withdrew from her classes, saying she was returning home and getting married.
After Trevor recovered from fucking Joann the first time, he wanted another go with her, and this time he wanted it to be hard, abusive sex with her, not merely a fuck. Admittedly, the young, innocent coed had to learn what it meant to be Blake and Trevor’s property. Joanne was going to learn to perform any sexual act, no matter how disgusting or immoral she once thought it.
While Blake could be abusive in his own right, Trevor was the one who really liked to get abusive with girls. He liked it when they were forced to do things they would never have consented to or considered doing. At times, he could be cruel, especially when punishing a girl.
Still high on methamphetamine, Joann did not resist when Trevor got her on her hands and knees. Where she did resist some, even while high, was when he started to penetrate her tiny little anus, but as drugged as she was, Joann’s feeble attempts were not enough to prevent him from quickly slamming his nine-inch cock home in her tight, sexy ass and causing her to scream.
When the young coed frantically tried to crawl forward on the bed, Trevor grabbed hold of her thick mane of long dark-brown hair and jerked her back, also forcing her derrière back, causing Trevor’s hard cock to go deeper into her well-formed, sexy ass. Then, holding onto Joanne’s soft, long, dark-brown hair like the reins of a horse, he gave the innocent coed her first hard back door fucking as she squirmed and wiggled her ass trying to evade Trevor’s hard cock going in and out of her.
Each time Trevor’s pelvis slammed against Joann’s incredibly well-formed, sexy young ass, he pulled back on her hair, causing the beautiful young coed to let out loud groans. Then, stroke after stroke, Joann was forced to take the entire length of Trevor’s hard, nine-inch cock in her tight, well-formed, sexy young ass.
After several minutes of hard ass fucking, the young coed had the first load of male cum deposited in her sexy young derrière. It would certainly not be her last. In the future, she would be taken that way many times. Once the innocent coed was turned out and became a full-fledged prostitute, that would become her specialty. Men would even pay extra for taking her in the ass, over fucking her hot pussy, or having her sexy lips sucking their cocks. They would like the way she always squirmed and wiggled her ass. The once-innocent country girl would never have dreamed of letting men sodomize her.
Now that Joanne had been fucked by both Dupree brothers, Trevor admitted to Blake, “You did a fantastic job acquiring the beautiful and sexy coed,” and asked, “Now that we have Joanne, what about getting her to drop out of college so no one will be looking for her for missing her classes?”
“That’s already taken care of; you know the dope head, Kitty, I told you about, she’s already gone to the registrar’s office disguised as her roommate and dropped Joanne out of college, saying she was going to get married,” Blake told Trevor.
“What about the bitch’s family?” Trevor asked.
“As for Joanne’s parents, she is nineteen and soon to be a drug addict. She will marry me and not return to the little Podunk town, where she was raised. We’ll then have total control over her, and she can start making money for us. In the meantime, Joann can still turn a few selective tricks,” Blake told his brother.
“Are you sure that’s how you want to go, marrying the bitch?” Trevor asked.
“You know we talked about having our own stable of girls after what we did to Kayla Hawthorne,” Blake told his brother.
“That was some years back. Kayla would be, let’s see, ah, she would be twenty-one now, same as you. I will admit that she had one fine, tight pussy on her,” Trevor said.
“Yeah, but she gagged the whole time she was sucking us off,” Blake commented.
“Remember, Kayla was only fifteen at the time and a virgin, the same as you were,” Trevor replied. However, Trevor, at the time they had sex with Kayla, was seventeen and did not admit that Kayla was also his first pussy.
“Yeah, she was my first pussy,” Blake admitted. He got that look guys get on their faces when they remember their first time.
Growing up, the two Dupree boys lived out in the country. Trevor and Blake’s parents were of modest means. Their father worked as a forklift driver at a warehouse in town. Their mother worked as a stock clerk at the local supermarket. They had left Trevor and Blake unsupervised most of the time. Down the road from the boys’ home was a large house on a hill. It was a small ranch with half a dozen horses. That was where Kayla Hawthorn lived. Her father was a prominent insurance salesman with an office downtown. Her mother worked in the procurement office of a defense contractor.
Kayla had often been warned not to ride her horse too far from home alone. Deep in the woods was a shack that loggers had used years earlier. But no one logged there anymore. Trevor and Blake used it as a getaway spot. It was where they kept their dirty magazines with nude women in them. They even had nude centerfolds tacked on the walls. There were only two rooms, one larger, one smaller, and no bathroom.
However, there was an old outhouse down a little trail from the shack. Most of the furniture had been removed. All that was left in the old shack was an old table and a couple of chairs in the larger room. The other room had an old iron railing bed with a thick, heavy mattress with coil springs underneath. That was probably why it was left. Trevor and Blake liked to hang out there. No one ever came around to bother them. They even cleaned up the dust and dirt and treated it like their private clubhouse, slipping a blanket and a set of sheets from their house onto the bed.
It was early one Saturday, and Kayla was out riding her horse. She had ventured farther into the woods than she’d intended to. The young teen got turned around and thought she was heading toward her home, but in fact, Kayla was going the wrong way, carrying her deeper into the woods. That was when the fifteen-year-old came upon the shack. The boys had heard her horse whinny and looked out the window.
“It’s Kayla Hawthorne,” Blake commented.
“Yeah, and she’s alone. I wonder what she is doing this far into the woods?” Trevor replied.
Kayla, at fifteen, was already sexually developed. At 5-foot-2, the petite young beauty only weighed 108 lbs. But her body measurements were a sexy 34-23-35 with nice B-cup breasts and an incredibly well-formed ass. She had pretty brown eyes and long brown hair that hung several inches below her shoulders. Kayla had a very sexy little smile. She was innocent and shy, especially around boys.
The two boys came out as the pretty young teen carefully approached the shack. “Hi, Kayla,” Trevor said.
“Hi, Trevor,” Kayla replied. She recognized the two Dupree brothers; they lived down the road from her home and rode the same school bus to their high school. She and Blake were in the same English class. Knowing the two boys, the pretty young teen stepped down off her horse and tied its reins to some bushes.
“What are you doing this far in the woods?” Trevor asked.
“I got turned around,” Kayla softly said.
“So, you are lost?” Trevor replied.
“Well, maybe a little,” the pretty young teen said softly, hesitantly, not wanting to admit she was actually lost.
“You are a long way from your house. Does anyone know that you are out here?” Trevor asked.
The beautiful young brunette was getting scared by the way the two boys looked at her. Out riding, she was wearing jeans, a pullover knit top, and western boots. The jeans showed off her sexy young ass and the natural little gap between her thighs. The swell of her breasts was very noticeable, as her knit top clung to her body.
“Well, it was nice seeing you boys, but I need to leave now. My mom will be expecting me home,” Kayla nervously said.
When the young teen turned to untie her horse’s reins, Trevor grabbed her long, soft brown hair, saying, “There is no reason for you to leave so soon. We can have some fun. Blake has told me how much he wanted to fuck you.”
“No! Let me go!” Kayla screamed.
Trevor then dragged the struggling 5-foot-2 teen into the shack, with Blake close behind them. Kayla’s small fists were hitting Trevor with no effect. “Get her damn arms,” Trevor yelled at his brother.
Blake grabbed Kayla’s small wrists and twisted her arms behind her back, as she was now crying and begging them to leave her alone. The pain in her arms was unbearable and caused the teen to quit struggling, but she kept pleading with the two boys. Trevor, irritated with the young teen, gave her left breast a hard slap, causing intense pain in her young breast as he said, in a mean, sadistic voice, “Quit your damn whining. You’ll do what we want, or I’ll have to beat the hell out of you.”
With her arms twisted painfully behind her back, all Kayla could do was stand there. Trevor pulled her knit top up past her ample breasts, showing them pushing out against her bra. Even more so with her arms pinned behind her back. Trevor reached around her and unhooked her 32B bra. He then pulled the cups up, exposing Kayla’s nude, young breasts. Trevor could now grope them, making her nipples respond. Kayla was still crying with tears running down her pretty cheeks, but she had stopped begging.
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