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Alicia's Enslavement

Part 2

Alicia's Enslavement

Chapter 2

By Sirbootnocka


Money changes things


The Jones family was once again sitting around the dinner table, yet all pretenses at the food offered was forgotten. A large stack of one hundred dollar bills, was sitting in front of Carl Jones, the family patriarch.


Carl sat at the head of the table. 5'9" ash blonde hair and green eyes.

Aline, the mother, sat at the other end of the table. 5'4" red hair, blue eyes and body measurements of 34C-28-36.

Amelia sat at her dad's left side, 5'4" with ash blonde hair, 28B-22-30.

Amy was sat closest to her mother. 4'9" same ash blonde hair, and was just into training bras.

Alicia sat at her dad's right. She was a vision to behold. 5'8" 36C-24-36, red hair down to just past her shoulders, with her dad's green eyes.


After a very long, and very strained silence, where he seemed to regain his composure, Carl spoke. "The nerve of that, that, that nigger!" All the girls gasped, as they had never heard their father use racial slurs, in fact, he was usually adamantly against such displays of intolerance. "Where does he get off, coming into my house and asking me to sell him my Alicia, like so much meat? Who the fuck does he think he is?!!"

Then after awhile, "I wish he didn't have that other one with him, I'd have choked the life out of him!"


Ever since loosing his real estate job, when the market took a nosedive three years ago, Carl had felt a growing sense of uneasiness over not being able to provide for his wife and three daughters. The subsequent move to a smaller, two bedroom house, all his girls had to now share a bedroom, and the loss of one of the family vehicles to the repo man, had been hard to bear. A real blow to his manhood.


He didn't know how to do anything else. He had went to the local community college after high school and had been working real estate ever since. Nineteen years in the industry, and then nothing. Not a day went past, that he didn't wish things were different.


How was he going to tell them that his unemployment benefits was at their end? He would get only one more payment.



Aline broke his revery when she spoke. "Carl, what are we going to do?" she asked.


"Well we're not going to sell our daughter, I can tell you that!" yelled Carl. Then his eyes rested on the stack of bills.


"I don't know, I just don't know." said Carl, with weariness evident in his voice.


"Can't we call the police or the FBI or something?" Amelia asked.


"I don't think it would help." Stated Carl. "They are too busy as of late, because one third of the officers have been laid off, as a result of the economy. And if this guy has the kind of money he says he does, then he could tie it up in court indefinitely. Plus he really didn't DO anything, other than beat me up, and I attacked HIM."


"Can we just take the money and leave?" asked Amy.


"No that's dishonest." said Aline.


"Plus we're probably being watched, to avoid that." said Carl


"Well, we can't leave a hundred thousand dollars laying around the house." said Aline.


"Right. I'll put it in a bus-station locker, down the street, across from the church where I get the bread. That's safer than having it in the house." said Carl. "First thing in the morning, while taking the girls to school."


No one noticed that Alicia was strangely quiet during the whole conversation. She was usually very lively and outspoken. Even when their parents went to bed and the girls were alone, doing the dishes, she was quiet.


Everything went as planned the next day. Carl dropped off the money, in a gym-bag barrowed from one of the girls, at the bus station, on the way to drop the girls off at their respective schools.


Things pretty much returned to normal until friday, when the family car broke down. When Carl had it towed to a service center, thereby using up most of what was left of his unemployment check, he was told that the car needed a new transmission, and that it would cost almost a thousand dollars to repair.


He called the schools of the girls and left instructions for them to catch the bus home, then walked home himself. He had to pass the bus station on his way home, and he thought about how much money was there and using some of the money to fix the car. But how could he rationalize that to his daughters and wife?


When he got home he was met with another surprize. A letter from the landlord. Their rent was being raised! Damn!


He told his wife Aline, about the car, and she told him that tonight's dinner was the last of their meat. He hadn't even stopped at the church to get day old bread.


Alicia and Amelia caught the bus home together, and then waited at the bus stop for Amy, before all returning home. Amelia wanted to join the gymnastics team, and had aleady told Alicia. They all talked excitedly as they walked from the bus stop, the four blocks to their house. Right past the bus station. They all looked at it with different thoughts.


Amelia thought about gymnastics lessons and prom that was fast aproaching. Billy Davis had already asked her yesterday, if she would go with him. She told him that she would think about it, and not to ask anyone else, as she was sure she would make up her mind by monday. A beautiful prom dress filled her mind's eye.


Amy was thinking about a microscope better than the ones they had at school. She loved science and she had a report due in a couple of weeks, that would count for about a fifth of this quarter's grade and with the microscope she would be able to get a higher grade than she would without it. She could do better research.


Alicia was thinking about how that money could help her family get the things that they needed and wanted. How life would be much easier on her parents, if they didn't have to worry about money all the time............ She also thought about His eyes when they held her trapped. What was it that she had felt? Excitement? Joy? Fear? All those feelings and more. He was such an enigma.


She was also thinking what sex was going to be like with him. She had been thinking about sex more often anyway, and what it would be like with this or that person. She had a boyfriend, but her and Jeff Richards hadn't done anything but kiss. She was saving herself for the right person. She didn't have any particular criteria, she just felt that she would KNOW when and if that person were the right one.


Jeff had asked her to the prom, but she had said no. She had made the excuse that she wasn't interested in prom. How could she tell him that she would probably be someone's property by then?


They all continued walking home together.




Elsewhere.




"How much longer do you think they'll wait, before spending the money, boss?" said Tyrone.

"No more than a couple of days, I think." said Mr. Charlemagne. "They are sure to have had some distinct monetary issues by now."


"You did as I ordered to their car?" He asked.

"Yes sir." Tyrone replied. "The Sabotage went well and the service center told him the inflated prices."

"And the rent increase?"

"Yes boss, they now have to pay almost as much as they used to, for that two bedromm house, as they did for that four bedroom they used to live in."

"Good, then we wait."




Two days later, at the Jones house.




Carl and Aline were in their room talking.


"We just don't have enough of anything to go on." said Aline.

"That doesn't mean we spend the money." stated Carl.

"Can't we just get some food, you know we can't just not eat!" Aline almost yelled.

"If we do, we're gonna have to figure out a way to pay it back." said Carl "If things were just a little like they were with the housing market, I could take that money and make more money off of it, in less than a month. The way things are now, it would take a year or better to make up that kind of money." stated Carl further.

"So we're in agreement then, to spend some of the money?" said Aline.

Carl sighed, and said "yes, we'll spend some, but like I said, we'll have to figure out a way to pay it back.

"How much are we gonna spend?" asked Aline.

Carl said, "We're gonna take one of those stacks, I think it's ten thousand, and do everything we need to do. We're gonna get the car out of the shop, we're gonna buy some food and get these bills caught up. Then if there's some left, we can get the girls some stuff that they need or want. You know, I'm going to buy one of those pre-paid credit cards, so that you can pay all of the bills down, all except the rent. I'll pay that tomorrow. Then I'll figure out a way to pay it all back."

"Ok" said Aline.

Carl stood up from the bed and hugged his wife. "I hope we're doing the right thing." He said.

"Me too." said Aline.


Then they walked downstairs together, where the girls were watching tv. They watched the girls for a minute, and then a commercial for the new casino grand-opening came on and they all watched that.


Carl made up his mind as to how he was going to pay back the money. He would play poker at the new casino. He was always the winner when he and his buddies played. They were having a no limits poker game, at the casino, starting day after tomorrow. "That's what I'll do", he thought, "Not only will I win enough to pay back what I spend, but also enough to carry us awhile." The commercial said it only took fifty thousand dollars to get into that game, and they had the money.


He turned to leave and kissed Aline on the cheek. It was only ten a.m. the service center stayed open til twelve thirty today, as it was sunday, and the check cashing place next-door stayed open til two, where he meant to get the pre-paid credit card.


The service center had already called him and told him that their car was ready and that he could pick it up anytime.


Carl walked out of the door. A man with a plan.




Elsewhere




He sat behind a massive transparent glass desk. His muscular 6'2" frame, naked from the waist down. His pants and suit coat were hanging behind him on a hanger. A naked, except for high-heeled shoes, high priced call-girl, was on her knees, under the desk, sucking the biggest black cock she had ever seen.     It was massive!     About twelve inches long and as wide as her wrist. The head of it was the size of a large plum and it got thicker at the base. She could only get about a third of it in her mouth before it gagged her. The man who had paid for two full days with her, liked to see her gag. He kept pushing her head down on this monster of a cock, so that she WOULD gag. A couple of times he held her head down on it til she thought she was going to pass out. But just before she would see blackness swirling around in her vision, he would release her head. Her hands were tied behind her, so she couldn't even push away from this cudgel of a dick. He hadn't fucked her yet, so there was something to be said for that, but she had only been here for just over two hours. She had been sucking his dick for all of that time. He showed a monumental amount of control. There was a puddle of saliva, snot and tears in front of her, from her, between his feet. A trail of her mascara ran down her face. She was in a constant state of panic because she never knew when he was gonna push her head down on this monster dick again. But through it all, she knew not to stop sucking.


There was another puddle under her pussy that was smaller than the one under her face. She had always liked being objectified, it turned her on. That was the reason that she could do the kind of work that she did. So even though he was a sadistic bastard, she was leaking cunt juice like a sieve. She wished he would just fuck her already. She didn't know if she could handle that monster dick, but she would love to try. So she continued to suck and slobber all over his dick like she knew he wanted.


There was a soft knock on the door. Followed by a male voice. "Boss?"


"Yes." He said, not even looking up from the top the call-girl's head.


"You told me to tell you when Carl Jones was on his way to spend the money."


"Yes" He said, and still he hadn't looked up.


"He was seen by one of the surveillance details going into that bus station where he hid the money, and then he went to a check cashing place and bought a pre-paid credit card. He only had one stack of money with him, so he only had a maximum of ten G's."


"Is that poker game commercial for the casino running yet?" He said, still watching the girl's head bob up and down on his cock.


"Yes boss, it's been running on every channel since yesterday."


"Good, let's hope he takes the bait." He said.


"Anything else you need me to do, boss?" said Tyrone, liking the look of the naked woman on her knees sucking his boss's dick.


"Not yet." said the seated man. "You may go."


Tyrone walked out disappointed, but hopeful. He had been given other women, when his boss, Mr. Randolph Charlemagne finished or got bored with them, and he hoped this time was no different.


Randolph finally made up his mind that he was going to fuck this girl. He had asked for a redhead, but the service didn't have any. He settled for a strawberry blonde.


He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down on his dick again and watched her choke on it. Then he pulled her head so her mouth came away from it, leaving behind a trail of spit and snot. He stood up, with her hair still in his grasp and dragged her across the room to a couch. He positioned her on her knees, with her head facing the back and spread her legs, to put her in the optimal position to fuck. He rubbed her spit into his cock for lubrication, placed his plum sized cockhead at the entrance to her cunt and slid it along the slit. Up and down, he went, until he was ready. Then he tried to push in all of his twelve inches at once. A big whoosh of air escaped her mouth, as he did.


He set up a leisurely pace, he wasn't trying to cum yet. Still holding her hair he fucked her hard and deep. He still had yet to get all of his dick in her. He was bottoming out, punching up against her cervix. In this position he could hurt her seriously if he wasn't careful. He let go of her hair and grabbed her hips, pushing and pulling her on and off of his cock. This was not love making, this was grudge fucking. Then she came on his cock and it almost angered him. It made him want to try something he hadn't done in a while.


He pulled out of her and untied her hands. He laid her down on her back and entered her again, holding her legs in his arms. He grabbed her legs, right behind the knee and pushed them up and back, folding her in half. Pumping steadily in and out of her, he waited for her to cum again. As soon as she got well into her orgasm he plunged as deep as he could. When he reached her cervix, he kept on pushing. He leaned all of his weight down on his cock and pushed right through her cumming cervix.


Impaled, she couldn't move. She had never experienced anything like this. It was extremely painful, yet she felt more than good. She felt whole. She would do anything this man wanted. She was his, if he would have her.


He had her and he knew it! It never ceased to amaze him. She was truly and inexorably impaled by his cock. He held still for a moment, then pushed and pulled in small motions, fucking her cervix. He waited, allowing her cervix to dilate and make it easier for himself. When she dilated so that it was easy going, he amped up his strokes. Plunging lunges, in and out of her core, he fucked her. Visions of doing this same thing to Alicia, when it was time, came to his mind and caused him to cum.


He came in buckets it seemed. Great, streaming, ropes of cum, straight into her womb. He didn't worry about getting her pregnant, because she wasn't going anywhere, and he knew that he could get her an abortion, if need be.


A low growl escaped him as he came into her womb. "Aaannnnggggghhhh." He almost collapsed against her, as he came. Then he pulled his cock out of her, with an audible pop.

She, in turn, was breathing hard, huffing and puffing. She was a sweaty mess. She tried to speak, but was stuttering and stammering. Th...That was... was .... I ...I... I've ne..ne.. never. Then she broke down crying. Great sobs ecaped her. She was overcome with emotion. He let her cry for awhile, then when she calmed down a bit, he asked her what she was crying about, knowing all along. She said, "I've never felt like that before." Then hiccuped, trying to talk and catch her breath at the same time. She got up off the couch, and somehow it didn't seem right to be standing, so she got back on her knees. He noticed this and nodded. She crawled over to him and threw herself at his feet. "Please, please, don't send me away!" she begged. "Let me stay here with you. I'll do anything, anything you want." He knew this already, but wanted to prolong her agony, so he asked her a question. "What will you do for me, that you havn't already done, because I paid you?" It was a good question. "I'll do anything. You can have all my money. Beat me, anything. He answered, "If I paid you enough, I could have beat you today, and as you know, I have money."


She was crestfallen. He could tell. He waited and feigned indifference. She started to cry again, thinking that she had nothing to offer this man. He walked away, as she cried. Thinking that she would come in handy, to help train Alicia.


She picked herself up off the floor, a sad and broken woman. Where there was once an aire of confidence, she only looked sullen and morose. She started to gather her clothes, as he had made her shed them, as soon as she entered his office. Before she could get to the door, he called her.


"Hey, come here." he said. She walked, slowly, over to him. She didn't make eye contact. She just stood there. "What's your name?" he said. She answered, "Mercedes" He said, "Your real name." She started to hope again, and said, "Meagan, Meagan Hunt." "Well Meagan, I just might, have something for you to do, after all." He said. "Anything." She replied.

































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