Public Enemies (shadowdancer & CrimsonMaster)

[CrimsonMaster]

The Great depression hit many countries around the world starting in 1929. But none was hit harder and no where did it last longer then in the United States of America. Millions lost everything. People who lost their jobs soon lost their homes and where left with nothing. Even the rich had been hurt, but they showed the affects of this depression a lot less then those who didn't have much at the beginning. One of those families who had little was the Taylor's of Texarkana, Arkansas. The Taylor's lived on a small farm just out side of Texarkana. The family was small, just Jake, his wife Mary & their only daughter Annie. Everything was going well for this family until Mary died. Things then went from bad to beyond worse. Jake met Mary when she worked in a brothel. After falling in love, Mary left that life style. She never hid her past from Annie. When Annie was old enough, Mary explained the work she once did. After all, it was how she & Jake met. Mary was never ashamed to have been a whore. That life style led to Mary having a beautiful daughter. It was the spring of 1930 when Mary took ill and died. She left Annie and a distraught husband. Jake who had always been a God fearing man, quickly took to drinking. His drinking also turned him back towards visiting brothels again. But in tough times, it was hard to keep two vices going at the same time. Jake had to stop visiting the local brothels, but that didn't stop his growing desire for soft warm female flesh.

Later that same year during a thunder storm. Annie's drunken father burst into her bedroom and raped his daughter. Jake ripped his daughter's virginity from her that night and it wasn't the last time he'd use her. The farm was still bring in enough money to survive on. Jake sold corn & eggs in town almost everyday during the summer months. During the winter, Milk was the money maker. While Jake plowed the fields, Annie took care of the animals. She milked the cows, gathered the eggs, cleaned, cooked and did laundry. This was her day time work. At night time, Annie could expect a visit from her father unless he had her do nasty things in the living room. At first Annie tried to fight, but it seemed pointless against her much stronger father. The year was now 1932 and spring had come again. It was shaping up to be like every other year. Annie's only distraction from her life was crime magazines she bought in town. These told tails of modern day outlaws like John Dillinger, Baby Face Nelson, Pretty Boy Floyd, Mama Barker and the "The Playboy of Crime" Eddie "Dutch" Mantel. Jake didn't like his daughter reading about these people, but he allowed her as long as she did what he wanted. Meaning that if she wanted to eread such trash. She needed to have sex with him.

 

[shadowdancer]

Annie Taylor's life started out normal. At least, that's how she liked to remembered it anyway. Her mother and father had always been so happy together, and she never seen them fight or get into an argument that lasted any longer than a few days. She lived on a small farm where she lived out her days helping out with chores and playing around in the field. Once she had become older, her mother sat her down and explained to her the kind of life she had lead before marrying her father. It bothered Annie a little, but after some time she realized that if her mother hadn't been a prostitute, she would have never met Jake and they would have never had her. She believed highly in fate and having a destiny. When the Great Depression hit, all the little extra things were gone, but Annie was never sad about it. Until that spring, when a illness came and took her mother away. Her father was very distraught, and she noticed as he took to drinking. Knowing her father wasn't able to cope with his wife's death, she put away her feelings and began to take care of the farm. Her father spent many a night out, until one day it just stopped. She had never asked where he had been going, and it didn't matter to her as long as he came home. On few occasions she wondered where he went, but most of the time he would arrive home while she was sleeping, giving her no chance to confront him on it.

Her fragile existence didn't last long. One night during a terrible thunder storm, her father burst into her room and raped her. It became an every night event, and she thanked her lucky stars when he would become too drunk and pass out before he could take her. The first couple of times she fought, but it never made a difference and eventually she gave up. She consider telling someone, but she doubted anyone would believe her. Nor did she know anyone who she could trust enough to help her. During the day, she took care of the animals and made sure everything in the house was spotless and kept in tip top shape, a way of distracting herself from thinking of what was to come once the sun set. Once it grew dark, she couldn't help but fear hearing the door open, hear her father call out to her. Sometimes he made her do dirty things in the living room. She hated that the most. When cleaning and cooking wasn't enough to keep her mind off of the terrible things Jake did to her, crime magazines helped her relax and keep her mind clear. She would go into town and pick herself up a few, since they were easier to hide. Her father hated that she read them. He called them trash and the only reason he'd allow her to read them was she would do the dirty things with him. Every chance she got she immersed herself in the magazines, fascinated with the tales of the outlaws, fantasizing about how one day she would run away and maybe even get a chance to meet Eddie "Dutch" Mantel, the prettiest outlaw she had ever seen.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

As the days passed, Jake was becoming more verbally abusive towards his daughter. Very few times did he ever call her Annie anymore. He began calling her whore & slut. Jake demanded that Annie start wearing less around the house. She could wear dresses while outside, or going into town. But at night, Jake wanted to see her walking around naked. He would reminder her who was in charge around here. There were times when Jake would grab Annie by the back of her hair. He would then tell her that he owned her. She was his little slut, to be used whenever he wanted her. The abuse went on and continued to grow. Jake would slap his daughter's face when she dared to back talk him. He'd even place her on his lap and beat her ass with his belt. Jake always tormented Annie by saying he'd planned on inviting over some friends and then let them have their way with her. Jake did this to reinforce in Annie's mind that she was nothing more then a cheap whore. A whore, just like her mother had been. This type of abuse would continue.

It was now late May of 1932. The day had gone by like every other day did. Jake worked the fields and only saw Annie when he came in for lunch. By the time the sun went down, Jake was inside the house. Dinner was over and Jake was sitting in the living room. The radio which served as the only entertainment the family had was playing. Jake was listening to the National Barn Dance, broadcast from WLS in Chicago. By now, Jake was drinking his homemade moonshine. He could no longer afford store bought liqueur so he made his own. The country/western music was playing while Jake sat in his chair. He was getting worked up after his second jar of shine. Jake was getting horny and would soon be calling for his daughter. He figured by now she was in her room, just down the hall. The farm house only had one floor and the bedrooms were towards the back of the house. He imagined that she was engulfed in one of those trashy magazines. Reading about those so called "Outlaws" who rob banks and have shootouts with the police. Jake thought those stories were all made up. He believed that the people Annie read about were just characters created to sell trash to girls who didn't know any better. Jake finished off his second jar of moonshine. He went to the kitchen and returned after getting his third. By now, Jake was ready for some sex. " HEY!.......I want my little whore! " Jake yelled out. His bellowing voice carried very well in the one floor house. " Get your ass in here girl!......Dad is horny! " Jake yelled out again while he undid his overhauls freeing his cock. He grabbed the jar and took a long drink while waiting for Annie to appear.

 

[shadowdancer]

Annie couldn't remember the last time her father had called her by her actual name, now whenever he called for her it was either whore or slut. Soon after her father began calling her those names, he demanded that she start wearing less clothes around the house. First it was no shoes in the house, next she was required to walk around in her underwear, and finally he forced her to walk around naked. When she went into town, she was allowed to wear her dresses. She wasn't sure when it started, but he began walking up behind her and grabbing her by the hair, pulling her against him and saying the dirty things into her ear, about how he owned her and she was nothing but a dirty slut. He would tell her the bad things he would do to her when and where he wanted, and a sense of hopelessness washed over her. He had begun slapping her when she talked back to him, and sometimes of she made him mad enough he would bend her over his lap and spank her with his belt until he decided to stop. He had even begun threading to bring his friends over, and that if he did he would let them do all the dirty things they wanted her to. She was terrified that he was serious, and she prayed that she would never make him mad enough to do that. She had begun to spend most of her day hidden in her room, hoping Jake would leave her alone if he had to go hunting down for her. He had taken to just screaming for her when he wanted her, and she was slowly becoming more and more ingrossed in her magazines, desperate to escape her reality.

Her day had gone by like a normal one, her waking up and caring for the animals, making lunch for her brute of a father and pleading in her mind that he would just go back to the fields without asking any favors from her. They weren't making enough money for Jake to frequent bars anymore, and he had takes to brewing his own homemade moonshine. This lead to him being drunk almost all day, and he began to use her more often. She had been hiding in her room after she had finished cleaning up after lunch, reading all her crime magazines and wishing that she could really escape into one. At first, she didn't hear her father calling her, only catching the tail end of what he said. Terror made her cold, and she rushed into the living room, holding he hadn't been calling her long. Once she reached the living room, she bowed her head as her footsteps became heavier, slowly walking towards Jake until she was standing in front of him. Raising her head some, she noticed he had ready half naked, and she tried not to shake. "Yes d-daddy?..." she mumbled, wishing she could be anywhere else.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

Jake grinned at seeing his daughter acting so innocent. He knew she wasn't innocent in anyway anymore. He had used her body as if she was a living sex doll. Used her in every way possible. And still she acted like a little girl. Jake took a log drink for his shine jar while eyeing up her hot body. He smirked when she mumbled out daddy. " Get on your knees slut!......Suck daddy's cock until it's good and hard! " Jake said before taking another drink of moonshine. " We're playing our singing game tonight......Daddy's whore will sing while he fucks her. " Jake added before starting to laugh. The singing game that they played meant that Annie would be on her hands & knees. Her father would fuck her from behind while she sang gospel songs. A gospel show had just come on the radio. It was the same show this always happened too. Jake would normally fuck Annie slowly. Making her sing for perhaps 15 minutes while being fucked. She always cried which just made her father laugh. He enjoyed making her cry during sex. It filled Jake with a sense of power over his daughter.

Jake looked up at Annie waiting for her to drop down to her knees. " What are you waiting for you stupid slut!.......I said get down on your knees and suck my cock! " Jake growled out as his anger started to grow. His eyes narrowed as he told Annie that he'd take her magazines from her and burn them if she didn't do as she was told. Jake followed that up by saying he could bring over some friends for a party. This party Jake spoke of would feature Annie getting fucked by everyone. No matter where they wanted to fuck her. " Once my friends are done with you......Everyone in town will know you're a cheap little whore! " Jake added as he slowly stood up facing his daughter. Annie was running a big risk now. Jake was looking for sex and he'd get it even if he had to pimp out his own daughter.

 

[shadowdancer]

Her face grew red as he looked over her body, and no matter how many times he did it it still embarrassed her. Annie cringed as he spoke, looking away as the foul words left his mouth. She really didn't want to play that game with him. Putting his thing in her mouth didn't bother her as much because it hurt a lot less, and it would end quicker then the others. When he made her play the singing game, she felt dirty and it always hurt the worse. She couldn't but cry while he was hurting her, and he would get so mad at her if she didn't keep singing until he was done. She clasps her hands together, hoping to stall as long as possible. Sometimes he would get too drunk and pass out before he could hurt her, and then she could just go hide in her room and hope he wouldn't wake up. She shivered as she heard the gospel station began to play on the radio, knowing that she would have to start soon or Jake would start getting mad that she wasn't doing as he said.

She flinched as he started to yell at her, fear making her frozen while he continued to yell terrible things at her. She shakily dropped to her knees as he threaten to burn he magazines if she didn't do as he said, starting at the half erect thing in front of her. She had to work up the courage to start, since she already felt like throwing up and would have given anything not to be in this position. She let out a tiny whimper as he threatened to let his friends come over, terrified of all the terrible things they would do to her. She carefully took his cock on her hand, slowly leaning down and licking the head before taking the tip into her mouth. Running her tongue in a circle, she rub the base with her hand, hoping to get this over with quickly and maybe even tire him out enough so they wouldn't have to play the singing game.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

Once Annie began acting like the slut she was, Jake sat back down in his chair. He watched as Annie started playing with then slowly used her tongue to get him harder. " You're a good little cock sucking whore......Maybe daddy should start selling you like a whore should be sold.......That would bring some more money into this house. " Jake's wicked eye burned like fire as he stared down on Annie. Her hot body would bring in some much needed cash. His friends would pay anything for a chance at fucking her. Jake watched as Annie was working his cock over. He figured she'd try and get him off before the game started. That however, wouldn't happen. Jake wasn't that drunk yet and he was horny for some pussy. Just from the warmth & softness of Annie's mouth. Jake's cock grew very hard. Annie was now working on a fully hard dick. Jake just sat there staring at his daughter. " I know what you're thinking. " Jake said as he reached his left hand out and placed it on Annie's head. " You're thinking you'll make me cum in your mouth......And I won't wanna fuck ya.......Well my little slut.......You're wrong........Daddy is gonna fuck your tight little pussy and cum inside you.......And you're gonna sing every song until I do. " Jake's hand gently stroked over Annie's hair while he spoke. He then gave her a wicked grin. " Now get on your hands & knees.........Face the radio and start singing. " Jake ordered as he stood up.

Jake slowly started to remove his overhauls. He was stripping down to fuck his daughter from behind. " Daddy enjoys fucking you......And when you're a good little slut.......Daddy let's you buy those trashy magazines.......The next one is due out in a few days......You'll get it.....But only if I allow it. " Jake enjoyed the power he had over Annie. She was nothing more then a slave to her father. A slave to be used and treated anyway he wanted. This was her life now. Her father's sex toy and possibly being sold by him so others could fuck her as well. Nearby farmers who always looked at Annie with lust in their eyes. God only knows what dirty thoughts they had about her and how those men would treat her. Annie had become a whore, but didn't get paid like those women did. Her father gave her money to but the magazines she wanted, but that was hardly payment for fucking your father.

 

[shadowdancer]

Her breath caught in her throat as he mentioned selling her, terrified her worse nightmare was going to come true. Hoping he was just threatening her so that she would do what he said, she tried to calm herself down. She could feel his eyes staring at her, hating every moment of it. At least she could block out the words, but nothing could get rid of the feeling of his eyes burning over her body. Once she felt him harden, she began to move a little faster in hopes that he would finish soon and she would be able to go and hide out in her room while he passed out on the couch. She felt disgusted as his cock harden further, and she began to bob her head more quickly, ready for this to be over already. She cringed slightly when he placed his hand on her head, freezing for a second when he began to speak. Beginning to move again, slower than before, her heart sinking as he told her what he planed to do to her. It made her sick as he stroked her hair and seeing his grin as he told her to get into the position that she hated so much. As he stood, she leaned back far enough for his cock to slid out of her mouth, moving backwards and she tried to steel herself for what was to come.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her body and hugged herself for a second, leaning down and placing her hands on the floor. She could feel the thin rug beneath her hands, and she tightened her hands around it. Hearing him removing his overhauls, her chest tightened as she tried not to tremble. She listened as he began to talk again, the names he called her still bothering her and making her want to cry. She knew he hated the magazines she read, and every chance he got her told her how she wouldn't get it unless he said she could. She tried not to think about his earlier comment about bringing his friends over, but it kept in the back of her mind. She knew they made barely enough to get by, and if he could get more money by selling her to his friends, she was worried he would. He liked to drink, and the moonshine was no longer enough for him. Her heart beat quicker in her chest as a minute or so went by, waiting to feel the pain of him entering her and hurting her until he was satisfied. She took another shaky breath, starting to sing the songs playing on the radio, her voice a little bit above a whisper.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

Jake lowered himself down just behind his daughter. She was by now in the position he had asked for. On her hands & knees with her ass in the air like a bitch in heat. Jake's rough hand caressed his daughter's soft ass check as the music started. Annie just began to sing, but at a low tone. This didn't set well with Jake. He expected more from his whore of daughter. This wasn't the first time they played this game. She knew how to do it right. Jake glared down at Annie. It was a good thing she couldn't see her father's eyes now. He was greatly disappointed in her. Jake always got upset when Annie tried to change how their games were played. But in his mind, Annie was a stupid slut who was only good for fucking and she was lucky to do that right. Jake waited a moment for Annie's voice to rise in tone. It never rose about a whisper which pissed Jake off. He raised his right hand and brought it down hard onto her tender ass check. The cracking sound made when his hand struck her ass sounded like thunder inside the old farm house. " GOD DAMN IT YOU DUMB BITCH!!.......CAN'T YOU EVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT!! " Jake snapped out at his daughter. He rose up from behind her. " I'LL TEACH YOU TO BREAK THE RULES OF OUR GAME!!......YOU'LL LEARN TO OBEY ME ONE WAY OR ANOTHER!! " Jake yelled out as he moved up to Annie's left side. He drew back his leg and kicked Annie in the stomach. Jake stomped out of the living room, going down the hallway. He entered her room, grabbed all her magazines and brought them back. Jake glared at his daughter as he passed by her heading for the kitchen. He planned on burning each of those trashy rags and she wouldn't get any more.

Jake opened the door on the wood burner. It was used to help heat the house during the winter months. Jake started tossing in Annie's crime magazines one by one. He yelled that she wouldn't be getting anymore! The last one that went in was Annie's favorite. That issue had a real interview with Eddie Mantel printed inside. The interview was done at a diner outside of Fort Wayne, Indiana last then a year ago. It was the first interview any reported had with one of the modern day outlaws while they were still on the run. Eddie even posed with the reporter for a picture which ran with the interview. This was done to show the reads that the story was really from Eddie himself. Jake yelled out that these were going to burn as if they had gone to hell! With that Jake struck a match on the side of the wood burner. The red tipped match flared up lighting the darkened room. His eyes seemed to glow red watching the fire leap from the match into the air. A wicked smile slowly drew over his face. He'd make that little slut pay now!

 

[shadowdancer]

A low whimper left her as she felt his hands along her ass, turning into a loud yelp of pain as he smacked her. She jerked up as he rose suddenly, whimpering in fear as he started to scream at her. She hadn't realized she had been singing so low, and began trying to think of a way to make it up so he wouldn't be so angry. Her thoughts were stopped when she felt his foot connect with her stomach, another loud cry leaving her and she curled up and throwing her hands up over her head, excepting more kicks. Staying still until he came back, she peeked out and sniffled at the glare in his eyes. She could see her magazines in his hand, and her heart raced as she tried to scramble up. Her side still hurt from the kick, and she followed a safe distance behind her father until she saw him opening the wood burner, and a flood of panic rushed to her veins.

"I'm sorry!" she cried out, dropping down in front of him. "I didn't mean to be so quiet, I'm really really sorry!" Annie felt her eyes water as she saw her precious magazines about to burn. She had to think of a way to keep him from burning them, having no idea what she would do if she wasn't allowed to read her crime magazines anymore. She scooted closer, moving her hand up and moving it along his cock. She leaned down, sucking lightly on the head before looking up at him, her hand still moving along him. "I promise to sing really loud this time, I'll do anything you want me to!" She crawled back on all fours, sticking her hips up and shaking her ass suggestively. "I promise to be good Daddy, I swear!" It sickened her to act like this, like some cheap whore who couldn't control herself. Every ounce of her screamed to keep those magazines safe, knowing they were her last chance at being able to cope with all of this. Without her magazines, she knew she'd just give up and become some mindless slut. She really didn't want that, didn't want to be all the terrible names her father called her, and those magazines were the only way. She began to sing loud enough to match with the radio, waiting for the tearing pain that was sure to come.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

Jake was all set to toss the flaming match inside the wood burner and get rid of Annie's trash. However, when she came over, touched his cock with her hand and started to suck on it. Jake decided to show some mercy. Annie would still pay a price for her mistake, but he would let her keep the magazines. The price Annie would pay for upsetting her father would be high. Jake blew out the match after watching Annie get down and offer her ass to him. Annie's words that she would do anything he wanted her to rang in Jake's ears. He would hold her to those very words. Jake dropped the now unlit match on the floor. He slowly rose to his feet before walking back into the living room. A dirty smirk slipped over Jake's face while Annie was singing. She was playing the game properly now. Jake lowered himself down just behind hid daughter. He grabbed his hard cock by the base, then began to rub the head against Annie's pussy. Jake wouldn't tell Annie his plans for her. He would just do it and she'd learn a hard lesson about disobeying her father. Jake rammed his cock straight into Annie's pussy. " Keep singing girl! " Jake barked out at Annie as he began fucking her. His cock pushed deep inside while his balls touched her clit. Each forward thrust made Jake's balls slap hard against Annie's bud. " Your mama was a filthy whore.......She fucked hundreds of men for money......You're a filthy whore also.......My filthy whore. " Jake spoke out even while Annie was singing. His eyes looked down wickedly upon his daughter. The song ended and the radio show went to a commercial break. During the times when the radio played adds, Jake would order his daughter to talk dirty. This time was no different. " Tell me what you are!......Tell me to fuck you! " Jake ordered his daughter.

All while Jake spoke, he continued fucking his daughter's sweet pussy. Jake enjoyed how tight she was. Tighter then most whores would be, but Annie only got fucked by her father. That however would change. Jake would let his friends have their way with Annie. It didn't matter how much, or how little money they had. Hell, Jake would barter with them in exchange for his daughter. He'd take chickens, pigs, moonshine, whatever. Jake would even allow his friends to use Annie for a few pennies. At this point, Jake didn't care. He was tired of Annie's silly bullshit. It was high time she learned what being a whore was all about. After all, in Jake's eyes his daughter was a whore. She was born from the womb of a whore to become one herself. Jake would see to it that Annie was properly humiliated and properly used.

The commercial break ended and the music returned. Jake once again ordered Annie to sing. He kept fucking her through three more songs before Jake finally came in his daughter's pussy. Jake removed his cock from Annie. He then told her to turn around and clean his cock. Jake didn't want his overhauls stained by cum. He looked down on her saying to get it all. Jake wanted every inch clean. From the tip of his cock, down to his balls. Once Jake had finished with Annie. He told her to get those magazines back into her room. Jake grabbed his shine jar and swallowed down the last of the clear liquid. He then told Annie about being out of moonshine. Jake said he'd be back in a little while. He needed to go get some more. Making moonshine was illegal and those like Jake who made it, had to keep it hidden. Jake kept some jugs in an old shack about three miles back in the woods. He grabbed the keys for the truck and headed off into the night. Jake however wasn't going after moonshine. He had some hidden inside the house. Jake was driving down to a place where some of his friends would be gathered. A group of men was always playing cards at Old Luke's house just down the road. Tonight, these men would get their chance to have some fresh young pussy. Most hadn't had pussy in years and would give anything to fuck Annie.

 

[shadowdancer]

Annie sighed in relief as she heard her father blow the match out. Her body tensed as she heard his footsteps, trembling as she felt his cock rubbing against her. She knew what was coming, but it seemed that no matter how many times he did this to her, it still hurt. Sometimes it hurt more than other times, and she wished she could just pretend it wasn't happening. Torn from her thoughts, she cried out in pain as he rammed into to her. She began to sing again, trying hard to keep from stuttering. She knew he hated that, and she needed to make sure not to make him any angrier. Her magazines were still in the wood burner, and her father always thought up the most horrible punishments when she mad him mad enough. Trying to turn a deaf ear to his words, she felt tears running down her cheek as he said all those terrible things about her mother. When she was still alive, it had never bothered her, but when her father spoke of her in that way it made her heart sink. A whimper left her throat as the song ended, wishing it was still playing. Jake made her say bad things when the commercials played, and it made her feel dirty. She sometimes thought she hated it worse than when he was hurting her. "I-I'm a dirty whore... I want you to f-fuck me.." She couldn't keep the stutter from her voice, and she tried to keep from whimpering in pain as he thrust harder into her. "I'm daddy's filthy whore.. P-please fuck me.. I w-want you too.." She sucked in a breath, shuddering and wishing he wouldn't make her say those things.

Once the music started again, she began singing. Every so often her voice was interrupted by a cry of pain, or a groan and sometimes a whimpered moan. She had read in one of her magazines that when people did what her daddy was doing to her, it was supposed to feel good. She didn't think any of the times they had done it it had ever felt good. She just knew it hurt, and sometimes it hurt a lot. If felt like a entire century had passed before Jake finished, and she cringed as she felt the sticky stuff filling her. Although she hated the feeling, she was glad because now she knew he wouldn't hurt her anymore for the day. It was rare for him to hurt her more than once, unless he had her early in the morning. Most of the time he only did it to her at night, and sometimes if she sucked him good enough he wouldn't do it at all. She turned around, shutting her eyes as she took him in her mouth, carefully cleaning every last bit of the cum off. He'd get really mad when she didn't and when she finished she stood and quickly gathered up her magazines, almost running to her room as she heard him say he was out of moonshine and he would be back in a little while, he needed to get more. Her heart began to race as she clutched her magazines against her chest. Just this morning she had been cleaning out his things, and she had found a stash of moonshine. Her father wasn't one to forget things, and she knew he wouldn't let her off that easy for disobeying him. Her thoughts ran to his early comment about how he should sell her to his friends, and she realized that was why he had left. She couldn't imagine having to stay and do all those things to his friends, and who knew how many he would bring back. What if it was more than two or three?

Dropping her magazines on her bed, she pulled on a pair of her town clothes as quickly as she could. She began stuffing all her belonging into a bag, which was her magazines and a two of her dresses that she used for going out to town. She ran to her fathers room, her fingers shaking as she pulled out a box from under his bed. He kept some of the extra money he had in here, and she knew it was wrong to steal it. If she didn't, she wouldn't know of any other way to get on the bus and as far away from here as possible. Steeling herself, she took the few bills and stuffed them into her pocket, getting out of the house as quickly as possible and running towards the highway. She was able to hitch a ride for a nice looking couple, and once the dropped her off at the bus station she bought her ticket and found a seat on the almost empty bus. Her thoughts turned to her mother, and she knew she would need a way to make money if she was to survive. No one would hire her since she had no job experience, but she knew she would be able to get a job like the one her mother had. She shivered in disgust as she thought about having to do all those things with other men. She shook her head, feeling a little bit bolder. Her mother had done it, so she would be able to do it. She looked out the window as the bus started to move, feeling slightly happy as she watched the road pass by.

 

[CrimsonMaster]

Jake returned to his house about 45 minutes later. In his truck were a couple of friends. Another truck pulled in, parking next to Jake's. Two men climbed from the front while two more jumped out of the bed. Jake had brought five of his friends to fuck his daughter. They had all agreed to pay Jake ether money, or give him chickens or pigs in return for sex. Jake opened the door just ahead of his friends. He pointed at Annie's room and told his friends to go get the dirty whore. The five men charged down the hall. Upon reaching Annie's room they found it empty. One of the men yelled for Jake who came running. Jake was beside himself with anger at finding Annie gone. He moved about the house thinking that she was hiding somewhere, but Annie was no where to be found. There was no doubt in Jake's mind that Annie had run off. She must have guessed what was going to happen. Jake and his friends left the house, heading into town. He planned on bring back his now runway daughter back home. However, there was no sign of Annie anywhere. Jake slammed his fist on the hood of his pickup truck. He swore that someday he'd find that little whore and make her pay for making him look like a fool. " She'll regret the day she crawled out of her mother's cunt! " Jake growled out, his eyes burned with an anger even Annie hadn't seen before.

St. Louis, Missouri......August 1932. Annie had found her way to the big city and a new life. It may not have been a life she really wanted, but at least she happier now then before. Living in St. Louis was different then her home town. Everything was bigger and much faster here. It held treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross, but it wasn't for the timid. Any small town girl must change, or be eaten alive by those who would prey upon her. Annie was smart enough to know this and smart enough to know a change was needed to survive in this new life. Fate would however have another life in store for Annie. Something far more trilling and also far more dangerous. But life gets pretty boring without some trills and danger.