The Keane Agreement 3

Rachel sat there staring at the numbered book. She couldn’t believe that she had just had sex with 87 different black men. Her face had dried tears down the sides of it and it was still sticky with cum. Her body was totally exhausted and full of sticky semen as well. She sat there reliving the whole experience over and over in her head.

A couple of hours later the front door opened and in walked Michelle. She noticed the living room light was on so she walked into it and found Rachel still sitting there. They both looked at each other with blank stares before Shelly took a seat on the couch.

Shelly: “Have you seen Nadia yet?”

Rachel: “No. I just got back myself. Not too long ago.”

Shelly: “She’ll be okay. She’s stronger than both of us. I can’t believe Daddy did this. All over a poker game too.”

Rachel: “Fuck him! I don’t consider him my Father anymore.”

Shelly: “Mr. Hughes told me that I had to have his children and he fucked me all day long. I must have passed out because I woke up naked on the office couch and he was gone. I’ll never see a courtroom again. My career is over. How bad was it for you? Where did they take you?”

Rachel looked at her sister for a moment then looked down at the logbook in her lap. She suddenly felt ashamed. Some more tears ran down her face. Quietly she detailed the events of her day.

Rachel: “Well, first they had sex with me in the truck. They ripped all of my clothes off…and then when we got to the garage… when they got me to the garage they all had sex with me. Over and over, and over again.”

Shelly: “All? How many were there?”

Rachel looked at her sister again and she burst into tears.

Rachel: “Eighty-seven.”

Shelly: “Eighty-seven???”

Michelle embraced her bawling sister in a hug. They had broken her spirit she thought. Still though, she couldn’t help envying her. She thought about Mr. Hughes and how great it felt when he had been fucking her. She couldn’t imagine how that could be magnified with eighty-seven guys. Rachel was more demure so no wonder it was bothering her so much. They both sat there holding each other and waited up for Nadia.

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Nadia followed the Johnson brothers to their Cadillac. She got into the back seat alone and sat silently as they closed her door and both got into the front of the car. They drove her to their hotel and brought her to their hotel room. Once inside, they explained what they expected of her.

Gregory Jackson: “Okay Miss Keane we have a 4pm engagement today in the hotel ball room down stairs. My brother and I will leave you here until its time. At 3pm a gown and some accessories will be delivered and you should be ready by 3:45pm. At that time we will escort you downstairs and we shall join our party. Do you understand?”

Nadia: “Yes.”

Paul Jackson: “Miss Keane, the men at this party are very important to us. We need you to understand that we are looking for you to make a good impression on them, if you get our drift.”

Nadia: “I understand.”

The Jackson brothers smiled and then they both left. Nadia sat on the bed and thought about her predicament. She wondered what Mr. Hughes had planned for her two sisters. There was no mistake what her role was to be for the rest of her life. She was to become a high priced hooker for black cock. The term escort meant nothing to her as long as she was being pimped out to the highest bidders. She decided to make the most of it. After all, she had rather enjoyed the fucking that Mr. Hughes had given her the night before and she was starting to look forward to what the Jackson brothers had in store for her.

At 2:30pm Nadia undressed and took a hot shower. She was in a robe and her hair was up in a towel when there was a knock at her door. It must be the gown delivery she thought. She opened the door and there was a tall black bellboy standing there.

Bell Boy: “Excuse me Ma’am, I have your clothing delivery.”

Nadia: “Thank you. You can just put it on the bed for me.”

The bellboy did as she asked and put everything on the bed, which included the dress, and some boxes.