Chapter 2

Lexi cringed as she felt him hit the back of her throat for the first time and gagged as she tried to breathe. Her cobalt eyes swelled again with fresh tears and she attempted to pull her head back. The preacher let her gulp down a mouthful of air before pulling her back onto his shaft.

In the mind of the 13 year old girl, Her thoughts were frantically trying to understand why her Daddy would betray her this way. She felt hurt, and vulnerable, and humiliated at what he was subjecting her to.

Saliva began too pool in her mouth as his cock slid past her tongue and began to push itself forcefully down the tight hole of her esophagus and as he pulled back out past her lips, she could see the strand of spit that connected to the mushroom shaped head.

She coughed and again gasped for air, trying desperately to ignore the metallic taste of her own blood. She whimpered loudly as his cock began to make her throat feel raw. She would occasionally glance upwardly at him with a pleading expression cast on her tear stained face. He didn't seem to be paying attention.

Apparently, the preacher was enjoying the hot wet confines of her mouth because he had tilted his head back and had begun to pant rhythmically with his thrusts. The loud protesting from his daughter was bringing him close to orgasm again and he quickened his pace.

From behind the double-sided glass, the dark skinned man sat comfortably in a director's chair, occasionally ordering the camera operators to focus on the girl's face, or to zoom in so they could watch her throat bulge when her father forced himself down it. Mostly, he sat there, grinning maliciously and petting at the bulge in his own pants.

Lexi's Daddy grunted loudly as he rammed the entirety of his cockmeat down her throat and began spurting his seed toward her stomach. He exhaled a long sigh and let his hand fall from the back of her head. Lexi doubled over, coughing so violently that she had to swallow back the contents of her empty stomach along with the cum that had glazed her aching throat.

The intercom boomed again with the sound of solitary clapping. "Good job Lexi," the deep voice echoed. " At this rate, you'll be a pro in no time." The sound of the cruel snickering that followed made her brow crinkle inquisitively. What did he mean by that?, she wondered.

At that time the door beside the mirrored wall swung open and four black men walked in. All of them seemed fit to work security. They said nothing as they strode into the room. Two of the men pulled the preacher by either arm and off the bed, quickly dragging him out of the room.

"Wait!" he protested as he watched the other two men hover over his daughter. "We had a deal!" he kept repeating as he kicked his feet along the carpet and was pulled from the room. The door closed after them.

One of the men unchained Lexi's ankle while the other held a bruising grip on the delicate ivory skin of her arm. She swatted futilely at his hand, whining that it hurt her. He still said nothing and he kept his grasp. As the shackle fell loose, the other man took her by the opposite arm and they waited for further instruction to direct them from the intercom.

As the Preacher was brought naked before his captor, he could feel his anger growing. He began to scream at him, "WE HAD A DEAL YOU SICK NIG..." He hadn't even finished his sentence before the man had grabbed him by his shoulders and sent him reeling in pain with a swift knee to the balls. The preacher would have fallen to the floor if the two cronies hadn't been holding him up. He coughed hard as the pain began to resonate into his stomach and he groaned woefully.

"Did I say you could speak?" The captor asked him calmly. "Let me explain a few things to you that you don't seem to understand, preacher man. See, The compound you are in is an underground facility that was used as a research lab back in the days of the second world war. Get it? It's underground. The only people who know it even exists are military and they couldn't care less. It's been abandoned for almost 30 years."

The preacher's face fell as he began to take in the increasing severity of his situation. He began to steady himself on his feet again, his arms struggling against the two bigger men that held him there. The looked at one another like they shared some secret as one smiled knowingly and the other just shook his head.

The captor continued, "Now, this place is my playground and your ignorant ass is gonna entertain me. All we were gonna take was you, but when we saw that hot little wife and baby girl of yours, well... I just couldn't resist making it a buy one get two free special. Now here's the real deal:

From now on, you're gonna call me Master. What I say goes and if you fail to comply your family will pay your consequences for you. Now I know you don't want that so I recommend you obey without question. Do you understand what I'm telling you, preacher man?"

Lexi's Daddy couldn't believe what he was hearing. He thought for a moment before retorting back, "People will come looking for us, you won't get away with this."

The Master smiled at his new prisoner and then let him in on his little secret," Well yeah... I guess that would be a problem for us...", he said with a hint of sarcasm, "it's just too bad for you, that us dumb niggers set up your answering machine to let everyone know that you had to take your family with you to do some missionary work in South America and wouldn't be able to be contacted for the next six months, huh?"

The preacher's eyes widened with fear and his mind began to race as he looked wildly around his room, then noticed that the wedding band on his finger was missing. "What have you done with my wife?", was the first thing he brought himself to ask.

"Oh you mean that cunt with the big mouth and the sexy lil body? She's being..." he paused dramatically, "taken care of."

The Master didn't say anything else to the man who had begun to sob pathetically. He motioned to his cronies and they nodded, then drug the distraught preacher through the other door in the room, down a long winding corridor. He tried to fight them back but his efforts were to no avail.