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Mom's Mistake
by
Jethro Jodhpur
Chapter 13
Kim and Jerry decided that the teacher, her name was Gwen, needed some fresh air. They told me they were planning on taking her out to a clearing close by and stringing her up by her wrists and see how she handled a serious whipping. I cautioned them about making too much noise. Even though it was unlikely anyone was in this vicinity, it didn't hurt to be careful considering what we were doing. Kim was already getting in the swing of things literally, marching behind the naked teacher who was hobbled and had her hands tied tightly behind her back. Every few steps she let Gwen have her strap across the shoulders, back or broad ass. Jerry led the way, ignoring his victim for the moment. I thought that was a good idea. That way she would realize that she was about as far down the food chain as a body could get.
Satisfied that Gwen was in good hands, I turned my attention to Elf, who needed a good talking to and some direction if he was to stay on the team. I found him in one of the back bedrooms just finishing up roping his mother to the bed in a spread eagle position on her back. I noticed that the ropes were really sinking into her fleshy wrists and ankles; that was the kind of restraints I liked to see. There was hope for the nerd leader, that was certain, but this negative attitude he had toward his mother had to change right now. I beckoned for him to join me out in the main room of the cabin. I sat him down and read him the riot act; making sure he understood precisely why I was so pissed off.
"You've got to stop thinking about Fatso as your mom, and start thinking of her as fuckmeat, a potential whore in the making. You are going to be her pimp. I wonder if you know what that means as far as your responsibilities. Your whore must be totally dependent upon you for everything, including the kind of good sex that she thinks she needs. Her customers know she's a whore and they treat her that way; she's just a hole to stick their dicks in and shoot off, nothing more. As her pimp you have to keep her hustling and that means an occasional carrot besides plenty of stick. The carrot is your cock; she must learn to love your cock and believe it's the only cock that makes what she's doing worth the wear and tear on her body. In order for you to establish yourself as her main man, you have to know what the whore needs in the way of loving. Now I'm not talking about going down on her or anything like that. No whore ever deserves having her pimp eat her out, no matter how much money she brings home to him."
"You've got to find out what her favorite position is, how much buildup or foreplay, in your language, she needs before you stick it in, those kinds of things. You have to give her an occasional compliment, maybe her blowjob technique is improving, so you tell her that. Naturally if she gets out of line you whale on her until she begs for mercy, and then you whale on her some more. You have to be strict with her, but not cruel. She's a whore, whores need direction, discipline and sense of being part of something. Just remember these ideas and put them into practice; she'll make you a lot of money and will always appreciate your cock when you give it to her."
I wasn't sure that Elf really understood my theory on what makes a good pimp, but he would have to learn or else I'd cut him loose. It was becoming clear to me that Gwen was the key to getting the right kind of nerd girls to populate my army of sex service workers. She would be the role model for all those nerd girls who aspired to being something more than just some freak with pimples, glasses and a one way ticket to nowhere. Here she is, a teacher, making reasonable money and having a great life meeting all sorts of interesting guys in her other exciting occupation, that of a good earning whore with the protection of an understanding pimp and a bright future in the adult services industry. Gwen might even one day have her own stable of whores working in her brothel. What more could a loser nerd girl have as a goal? She was too valuable to let Elf screw it up for her, not to mention, me.
Elf listened carefully as I told him what I had planned for the three candidates for the rest of the weekend. As far as I was concerned, Gwen was a winner. The only questions remaining were how much of a pain slut she was, and how long it would take to turn her into a well rounded whore. Kenny, me and Elf would be checking out each candidate for her ability to put out. I expected plenty of feedback on what it would take to improve the candidate to the point that she was a money maker. As far as his mom was concerned, I thought she had potential and was tired of spending her evenings in bed with her vibrator. What I had to know was did she like sex enough to be comfortable letting any guy do her? I didn't expect to know the complete answer since she was just breaking out of her shell, but I had a hunch she was going to make Elf, her pimp, and myself, Elf's mentor in the pimping business, plenty of money in a very short time.
The nerd leader seemed to be changing before my very eyes. "Well, I guess it's time I began breaking in my newest whore. I think Marge and I are going to get along just fine provided she doesn't give me any heartburn. I may have to borrow Gwen to give me a hand training her in the beginning, but that will be strictly business until Marge understands her role and position in my stable. When do you think I'll get a chance to give that little cock teaser, Luci, a drive around the block? Remember, she was my pick hit of the week from all the other nerd girls. I don't plan on turning her over to you on a full time basis unless we have an agreement on who does what to whom when it comes to the any qualified nerdette." I realized that it wasn't going to be a walk in the park for me. Not only did I have to choose the right nerdettes, I also had to arm wrestle with the nerd leader on a case by case basis. However if Gwen turned out to be the magnet, I was already planning on making Elf an offer he couldn't refuse.
I decided that it was time to check in on my little sweetie to see if she was ready for another stretching of that tight cunt. For her sake I hoped the answer was yes, because if not, she was going to find out just how mean and nasty I could be. Then once Honey recovered from the beating she had taken earlier, I intended to sic her on the kid as well. My backup plan would be to let the dogs take a turn on her, then see how much punishment and pain she could really take. My planning was interrupted by the sound of the bedsprings creaking in the room where Elf and his mom were. Then I heard a long drawn out moan from Marge that signaled that Elf had started her evaluation. It would be interesting to see how things turned out by the end of this weekend.
Luci was half awake, curled up almost into a ball on the bed where we had left her. I approached the bed and gave her a good shaking. Her black eyes opened wide and a pout started to form on her face. I dragged her off the bed and pulled her by one leg out to the main room. She was about to get another lesson from yours truly. She was no match for me, and soon her hands were tied behind her back.
Then over my lap she went and I started paddling that flat bottom with my open hand, blistering her butt as she began to scream and yell. To calm her down some, I gave Luci a couple of short punches, one to the base of her spine that paralyzed her briefly and another right between her shoulder blades, driving the air from her lungs. I warned her that any more noise would mean a lot more and even harder punches. She sniffled and shook, but the yelling stopped.
I resumed her spanking and she sobbed quietly as I pounded her ass until it was crimson. It looked as if Buster and Biff would have to wait their turn before getting a chance to tear off a piece of the kid's pussy. I had a woody that hurt and there was only one way to get rid of it as far as I was concerned. I marched her back to the bedroom and dumped her onto the bed. She was still teary eyed, but offered no resistance when I climbed on board and sank my woody deep inside her very wet cunt. I could hear what was going on in the next room and it was obvious that Elf and his mother had begun to devlop a more intimate relationship that hopefully would prove to be very fruitful for all concerned.
Fucking this slant-eyed cupcake was one of the most pleasant experiences I'd ever had, even better than the early days when Honey and I seemed to spend our waking hours fucking and sucking up a storm. Little Luci had calmed down considerably once my dick was planted firmly in her tight little twat. I supported my body on my arms and began to pound that wet hole with long hard strokes and plenty of them. She grunted wth each thrust and shifted her thin body so that I could get into her even deeper. I hammered away without any concern for when I busted my nuts. I had all weekend to fuck this tyke-teenager and I was going to pig out on Chinese cunt.
I began to sweat and the drops started to fall on her. It looked really sexy to see my sweat forming little pockets of fluid on her heaving chest, not to mention her rock hard nipples that told me she was really getting into it now. That just got me harder and I jackhammered that microbod for all I was worth. It was amazing how much dick that immature cunt could handle. I wondered how long it would take me, or her future customers, to finally open that super tight hole enough so she could handle the porn star types, guys with dicks going twelve inches long and maybe three inches across. Better still was the prospect of getting her to the point that she enjoyed taking my cock up her impossibly tight asshole. While I pumped that pussy dry, I wondered just how big, or was it small her dad was?
All things must come to an end, and without warning, I busted a nut inside little Luci and flooded her insides. She picked up the pace the moment she realized I was hosing her ovaries, and kept the pussy coming until well after I was done filling her to capacity with millions and millions of little swimmers. Now let's face it, no girl as young as this one is going to be the best fuck I ever had, but she was sure in the top ten. It was amazing how much she liked to fuck, and how good she was at it. I was beginning to get very curious about this little cock teaser and pleaser. So soon as I caught my breath, I decided to do some asking about where she learned to fuck like that. A t first she was reluctant to tell me anything. That was before I threatened to put her over my lap and thrash her swollen butt until she did.
Luci Chu proceeded to tell me an amazing story that was too insane not to be the truth. No one could make up anything like that little kid told me. It seems her "parents" weren't her parents. Until she was 13 she had been raised in an orphange in mainland China. Then Mr. and Mrs Chu, who operated a private clinic, he is a doctor and his wife a nurse, managed to fight their way through the red tape associated wth adopting little Luci and taking her to Canada to be raised.This arrangement had nothing to do with their concern for her welfare. Luci Chu was to become a guinea pig for some very weird experiments that the couple were planning on conducting. Dr Chu, being a wealthy man was able to bring Luci into Canada subrosa. To all extents and purposes she did not exist. Shortly afterward the Chus emigrated to the US and had their "daughter" smuggled into the country so there would be no trail to follow when it came to her.
To illustrate just how twisted this pair was, Mrs. Chu used her favorite strap-on to relieve her adopted daughter of the burden of being a virgin. Dr. Chu found out a few months later, and although he was a bit irritated about his wife beating him to the punch, he got busy and was the first to pop her anal cherry, a few months before her fourteenth birthday. So for the last three or four years, both of them had been using her sexually, either individually or as part of a threesome. Mrs Chu taught Luci exactly what her doctor husband liked in the matter of sex from her and she proved to be the obedient daughter, spreading her legs and asshole whenever her father told her to. Putting out for her nerd "brother" was only a very recent thing and she didn't think he knew what she and his parents had been doing.
That still did not account for her appearance. If someone held a gun to my head and asked me how old Luci was, I'd have said maybe 12 or 13 tops! How the devil could she be perhaps 17 and look like a preteen? The answer to that little question floored me. It seems that Dr.Chu catered to a very strange group of people. They ranged over the racial spectrum and shared only a few common traits. All were extremely wealthy, which was a necessity if you were interested in his unique services, and all were fixated on having children that retained their childlike appearance, be they male or female, for as long as possible. That was where Luci came into the equation.
Dr Chu had developed a number of drugs that seemed to be able to suppress the onset of maturity. The trick was to figure out the proper dose to use. He had absolutely no interest in asking why these people wanted this service, only if they could pay the freight for the drugs he'd prescribe. Luci was one of three test subjects he had been using to answer the sixty-four dollar question. In her case he discovered a schedule of drugs and dosages that effectively kept her from developing further. Only recently had she begun to show signs of becoming resistant to the drugs, making her replaceable, shall we say. I wondered why he was effectively abandoning her to me and my budding organization. Then it hit me, he probably hadn't the faintest idea what his boy had done. It was about to hit the fan for all concerned.
There still was the matter of checking out Gwen and Marge, not to mention finding out just how bad Honey had been hurt by Jerry and Kim. Until I could come up with some ideas for how to handle this mess and escaping with a whole skin, no one was to know what Luci had told me. I made sure she understood just how dangerous it could be for the information she gave me to get out. In the meantime she was going to be put through the wringer just like nothing had ever happened. Perhaps that was the only advantage with any kind of a delay. Now I had a few more chances to really put the wood to her since she was operating under false pretenses, and what was a fellow to do in that case, except what I was planning to do.
( To be Continued )
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