Chapter 12

Friday began the same. Awaken by Ronnie with a morning fuck, a quick shower and off to Deek's house. Jimmy wasn't there so Deek had me all to himself. "I can't wait to fist you," he said with a smirk on his

face as soon as we got there. Shit, Ronnie told him. He had some baby oil ready and coated his hand and my pussy with it. His hands were bigger than Walter's but not as fat as the other guy's.

He tried like hell for 20 minutes to get his fist inside me before he gave up. I still wasn't big enough to take a large fist. He got pissed but he'd get over it. He fucked my ass and at 8:20, we left for the motel. My first date would be at 8:30. Damn, who needs a prostitute at 8:30 in the morning!?

True to his word, he had a full schedule for me with one every half an hour until noon. By the time Ronnie picked me up, I'd serviced eight customers. He had a happy meal for me and let me smoke another rock before we headed for the other motel. I really like the new

crack he had as it seemed stronger and lasted longer. My first date wasn't until 1 so we had a little time before I had to work.

The day seemed to drag on as man after man used my pussy or ass to get off on. A lot of the men were coming from Jackson and a few from Baton Rouge. I worked nonstop until 5 PM when I had a no show. Ronnie

was pissed because he had two others ask for that time but it had been taken. He called both but neither could make it on such short notice.

I smoked another rock and grabbed a bag of chips and a soda from the vending machine. My 5:30 was right on time but nothing to write home about, an older, white, thin with a pencil dick. The six o'clock guy was nice looking with a long, fat cock so it kinda made up for the 5:30 guy. My day dragged on as dick after endless dick was pushed into me in one place or another. Only about half were using condoms so I had to do quick clean ups between them.

At 10:00 I had another no show and breathed a sigh of relief. I got to smoke another rock and relax a little before there was a knock at the door. It was 10:25 so I figured it was my 10:30 guy a little early. It wasn't. The 10 o'clock was running late and wanted me to service him now. Ronnie ushered him into the room.

"Make it happen," he said closing the door. He handed Ronnie some money and began to undress. I knew what he meant by that so I parted my legs inviting him in. Ronnie went into the other room to wait for the 10:30 guy. I gave this guy the ride of his life and he kept

slipping out from my thrusts. It actually surprised him that I was strong enough to buck him off like that but I'd been getting a lot of practice.

I was high, pumped up and didn't have a care in the world. He finally came about 10:40 and as soon as he rolled off of me, I sprang out of bed and headed for the next room, dropping the condom on the floor.

Ronnie smiled as I entered the room. He was glad I made him cum quickly to keep up with the flow.

Only once did I fall behind today and made a customer wait about five minutes while I cleaned up. It really wasn't my fault as I was ready when he got there but he didn't like the fact that I had cum inside of me. I needed to wash up first. I smiled at the new guy. He was black and the first one since the African guy from the day before.

After this guy I'd only have two more before I was finished for the day. The good thing is that tomorrow was Saturday and I wouldn't be going to Deek's house in the morning. I only do that on school days. And Sunday Mom gets off of work at 8 PM so that will be a short day too. I could use the break.

"You did good today," Ronnie said as we got into the truck. Some how I wasn't feeling the same way. He handed me a rock as a "reward" to use whenever I wanted. "You do right by me and I'll do right by

you," he said. I sat quietly all the way home. We got home right at midnight and I figured he'd use the time to fuck me before mom got home and send me to bed dirty again.

"Why don't you take a quick shower," he said closing the door. "Just make it fast and go straight to bed, okay?" He was being really nice to me and I liked it. I cleaned up and rushed to bed, getting there

just at a quarter after. Two minutes later I heard mom's car pull in.

I slept until 10 when mom finally woke me up. I was naked but had the sheets pulled almost to my neck. Ronnie forbids me from sleeping with clothes on just in case he gets the urge to fuck me in the middle

of the night. "Breakfast is ready," she said kissing my forehead.

I was jonesing really bad and needed a hit. I remembered the rock Ronnie gave me last night and smoked it near my opened window. I went out feeling much better and mom even commented on how much energy I had. I smiled and ate. I wasn't very hungry, but ate it all anyway. Mom was doing the dishes and Ronnie watched me from across the table.

"I got things to take care of today. Deek's is going to help us today. I'll meet up with you sometime later," was all he said before getting up. Mom was putting on her bland waitress uniform and I was

slipping on my tight mini skirt and blouse. I put on a little extra make up like Ronnie likes and waited in my bedroom for him. As soon as mom was out of the house, my door opened.

"Let's go," he said and I followed him out to the truck. Backing out he stopped at the edge of the road and looked at me. "You are really very pretty, Debbie." he said and I smiled. I wasn't sure if that's a curse or a blessing. Maybe if I wasn't so pretty all these guys wouldn't be standing in line to fuck me. If I was fat and ugly I probably wouldn't have anyone wanting to fuck me.

He backed out and started heading towards Deek's. "Come closer, I want to be near you," he said patting my leg. I wondered what he was up to but did it anyway. He put his arm around me and pulled me tight

to him, smashing my face against his chest. "You're a wonderful girl." He was starting to freak me out. Why was he being so nice to me?

He held me like that until we reached Deek's street and then let me loose. "It will take you a while to get used to this but once you do, it'll be a cake walk," he said with a stoic expression.

I wasn't sure how anyone could get "used" to doing this all the time.

"You think you hit a thousand yet?" He asked. I wasn't sure what he meant and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"A thousand?"

"Yea, a thousand. A thousand dicks. You think you've had a thousand yet?"

I looked up at him. Was he serious? What kind of question is that? I wasn't sure if I should answer him or if he was just trying to be funny. I sat silently trying to figure out if it was a thousand yet.

"Well?"

"You really want me to answer that?!"

"Yea, why not? Is it too many to remember?" I looked down at my lap. Actually it was too many to remember and most were like blurs on a fast moving train. "I think it's safe to say it's been at least a thousand," he added with a chuckle.

We drove another block before he spoke again. "Ever heard of Cleopatra?" I'd heard of her but couldn't really remember who she was. "She's like the biggest slut in all history. I heard she fucked like over 25,000 guys in her life time. Fucked over a hundred men in one night a few times." He looked over at me, I guess to gauge my reaction. I gave none. "What you think 'bout that?" I shrugged my shoulder. What did he want me to say? That I was impressed that she was a slut?

"I think you can beat 'er," he said patting my leg. "No contest," he added with a smile. Great. After I'm dead people will talk about me saying that I'm the biggest slut in all history. Just what I want to be known for. I stared out the side window.

I'm surprised that I'm not raw from all the fucking I've been doing. Seems like every waking hour I've got a cock in me. I guess having sex is a lot like walking bare foot on a gravel road. It hurts a lot when you first do it, but after a while you get used to it. My thoughts were broken as we pulled into Deek's place.

"Did you get it?" Ronnie asked as we entered.

"Yea, it's over there," he said pointing to the dinning table. Ronnie rushed quickly and found the sealed package. Deek was alone and guided me towards the sofa before pawing me as usual. The next thing I know Ronnie is standing over us holding a dildo. It seemed normal, a little larger than a man's cock, but had a hose with a bulb on it next to a wire attached to a control box.

Deek was already fingering me and Ronnie dropped down to run the dildo along my crack. Effortlessly he pushed it inside me. Deek began sucking my nipples so I couldn't see what Ronnie was doing, but I soon felt it vibrating and heard the humming sound. Seconds later I felt it expanding inside of me. Twisting my body, I looked around Deek to see what Ronnie was up to.

He was squeezing the bulb on the dildo and it was filling with air, growing larger by the second, stretching my pussy open. I wasn't sure how many times he squeezed it, but it was really starting to hurt. After a few more, I couldn't take it and grabbed for his hand.

"Ronnie, please, it's hurting," I plead trying to push his hand away. Deek sat up to watch and commented on the bulge below my stomach. He squeezed it twice more, sending a ripple of pain throughout my lower body. I jerked backwards, trying to get away from it.

"Hold still," he said giving it one more pump.

"Ronnie, please," I begged through clinched teeth. "Take it out, it hurts."

"You want me to take it out?" he asked not taking his eyes off of my pussy. I grunted a 'yes' grasping Deek's arm in a death grip. He stopped pumping the bulb and turned the vibrator off. I was still stretched inside and was panting in short gasps to catch my breath. This hurt even more than when Walter put his hand inside of me.

I watched as Ronnie gripped the bottom of the dildo and began pulling it out. Another round of pain shot through my pussy. He pulled harder, causing the lips of my pussy to stretch like a small volcano about to erupt. Deek held my hands as I tried slapping Ronnie's away from the dildo. More pulling and I cried out. Fuck that hurt like nothing I'd ever felt before. Tears came to my eyes and I watched through blurry vision as I gave birth to the swollen object. It no longer resembled a dildo but looked more like a small football.

It popped free, sending some juices out and causing Ronnie to lose his balance, nearly falling backwards. Both men laughed as he held up the engorged object and commented how big it was. Ronnie pushed a black button and within a second, it was back to normal size. I don't think I could say the same about my pussy. Moving closer, he slid it back into me against my protests.

Less than a minute later I was reeling in pain once again as he squeezed the bulb over and over. I felt like an overstretched balloon about to pop. "You want me to take it out again?" Ronnie asked with a smirk. I knew what he'd do if I said yes so I didn't give him the satisfaction. He would squeeze it once more and repeat the question. When I didn't answer, he'd squeeze it again and ask again. Finally I had to tell him yes or risk him tearing something inside.

Deek held me down while Ronnie began pulling it out again. If this is what it feels like to have a baby, I never want one. It was bigger this time and took more effort to remove it, but by God, he got it out without deflating it at all.

"Damn, look at that hole," Ronnie said as it shot out with a squishy sound. Deek leaned over and whistled.

"Ain't no normal man gunna feel that no more," he said laughing. I felt something cold and wet on my pussy and looked down to see Ronnie was rubbing baby oil all over me and his hand. I knew what was coming next. It took a little effort, but he finally got his hand inside of me. After sliding it back and forth a few minutes, he pulled it out and offered Deek a try.

Deek was doing it harder, trying to fuck me with his hand until Ronnie stopped him. It was getting late and I had my first date very soon.

With my newly stretched hole, I was able to do fisting with most guys and Ronnie loved the fact that I was making him an extra $40 with every guy who did it. The only problem was that I was stretched too large for most guys to fuck me so my ass was getting used a lot more. A few days later Ronnie "discovered" that if he had the dildo in my ass and inflated it, my pussy felt tighter and that helped out for that who wanted to fuck my pussy.

Wednesday was a welcomed relief as I only worked until 3 PM as momma wasn't working. When Ronnie picked me up at the Budget Motel, he had a big smile on his face. I was glad he was happy, but worried just the same. While we drove home he was humming.

"You're in a good mood," I finally said breaking the silence. He looked at me and smiled.

"Yep, I sure am." We drove another two blocks before he said anything else. "Took Gina to the doctor and she's having a girl, just like I wanted. Congratulations, you're gunna be a big sister," he said patting my thigh. Oh, shit. Now what do I do?

I remained quiet until we got home. Mom was in the kitchen making something for dinner and I went into my room to think. I wish I had someone to talk to about this, someone to give me advice and help me do what I need to do. Pulling out my diary I began writing. So much has happened since the last time I wrote anything and I needed to catch up.

Mom left for work on Saturday as usual and we were out the door right after that. Ronnie needed to swing by Deek's to get something before I started working so we headed that way. It was raining that day and we were standing outside getting soaked as Ronnie banged on his door. Finally it opened and a brown hair girl a little younger than me was standing there. Ronnie's eye's lit up. Seconds later Deek came over and invited us in.

"Who's this?" Ronnie asked not taking his eyes off the young girl.

"My niece, Kayra."

"Well, hel-lo Kayra," he said stooping down to be eye level with her. "I'm Ronnie, your uncle's best friend," he added extending his hand for a shake. He stood up and turned to Deek. "Where have you been hiding this little doll?" he asked grinning.

"Don't even think about it. She's my sister's kid and off limits."

"She's beautiful, man, I was just thinking..."

"I know what you were thinking and I said NO!" She's a virgin and will stay that way, understand?"

"Com' on man, you gotta spread the wealth, if you know what I mean," he said with a wink. Deek turned to walk away and Ronnie followed. "You know what kinda money we're making right now. Just think how much we'd make with two sexy young..."

"Man, what part of NO don't you understand? She's 10-years-old and my sister's kid and there ain't nuttin' gunna happen to her. Period." That shut Ronnie up for a while.

"You fuck Debbie," he said like a last desperate effort to convince Deek to go with his perverted plan.

"Everyone fucks Debbie," he said ushering Kayra into the kitchen and away from Ronnie. That made me feel like crap. Deek came out with a small bag and handed it to Ronnie then sat on the sofa. Ronnie stood there for about a minute before speaking.

"Just think about it, that's all I'm saying."

"I already did. The answer is still no."

We left and I could tell Ronnie was upset. I also knew that he was manipulative and cunning and would find a way to get Kayra, or someone like her, into his twisted scheme.

All night long I went like a pinball machine, bouncing back and forth between the two rooms fucking guys I don't know and never really wanted to know. Most were nice, but a few were a little too rough and one was just cruel. Seven of the men fisted me and the rest were straight fucks. All week long Ronnie had me sleep with the inflatable dildo stuffed inside my pussy and pumped up enough to keep me opened.

This allowed for easier fisting and happier customers. By the end of the night I was sore, but not too much more than usual.

It was a few days later when Ronnie came up with a plan to use Kayra without really using her. I sat listening as Ronnie explained what he wanted. Deek listened cautiously as he laid out his plan.

"Bring her by the house Saturday morning before Gina goes to work. Let her meet Kayra and we'll tell her she's Debbie's friend. That way when Debbie spends the night at her house, Gina won't be suspicious."

"I don't think it's a good idea for Debbie to spend the night with Kayra," Deek said crushing out his cigarette.

"She won't actually spend the night, but Gina won't know that. We'll say she is so that when Debbie doesn't come home at night, she don't freak out."

"I don't understand, where's Debbie going?"

"Working. Right now we have to quit by midnight to get home before Gina does. We're missing a lotta money leaving so early. If Gina thinks Debbie's spending the night with Kayra, she won't worry 'bout her and Debbie can work a few hours more."

WHAT!?! I couldn't believe I was hearing this shit! He wants me to work MORE? I'm sure if he could figure a way, I'd be fucking 24/7. I'm surprised he hasn't found a way yet. I was about to say something when he continued.

"It'll be just Friday and Saturday nights mostly. That's when the business is best. You can call Gina and tell her you're Kayra's dad and ask if it's okay if she spends the night. I'll encourage her to agree, giving us more alone time on the weekends," he said winking. I sat there amazed as he explained his plan and how it could work. Either Deek or Jimmy would have to meet us at the motel before midnight so that he could go home before my mom got there.

Mom met Kayra that Saturday and was happy that I had a new 'little friend'. Since Rachael left I'd had no friends and that wasn't healthy for a young girl. When she asked if I could spend the night, I cringed knowing what was in store for me. Mom was more than happy to say yes and said for me to make sure I left her phone number at home. Of course it was Deek's number, but she wouldn't know that. Mom left for

work at 11:35 that day and I was at the motel by 12:15 ready for the first of many clients.

Ronnie stayed with me until my 11:30 entered the room and I saw Deek talking to him. Ronnie left shortly after that and Deek stood by the door separating the two rooms watching while the twenty-first customer for the day fucked me. The man paid for a straight fuck and was trying to get his money's worth, pounding me as if punishing me for my sins. The man just before him paid to fist me and I had to use the dildo in my ass to make me tighter for this guy.

The man finally came and rested on me for a while before rolling onto his back. I stayed next to him and looked down at the cum-filled condom still hanging on his shrinking cock. "Clean him up," I heard Deek order from the doorway. I struggled to sit up. Not only was I exhausted from nearly 12 hours of non-stop sex, but the inflated cock in my ass made it hard to move. I released the air and moved easier