Message-ID: <3155eli$9708200915@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Rogrtipe@ix.netcom.com (Roger T. Pipe) Subject: [story] ROG REPOST- ALL MY STORIES 1A TURNING THE TABLES ON TAMMY 2/5 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33f95c86.16309181@nntp.netcruiser> **************************************************** The following story and all characters within are fictional.......... It is intended for ADULT entertainment only and contains graphic sexual themes and descriptions. If you are not of age or are offended by such material please DO NO READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!!!!!! ******************************************************* Here is part two....again, I welcome any comments or suggestions either in alt.sex.stories.d or Email. Enjoy TURNING THE TABLES ON TAMMY (PART 2 OF ?) When Tammy arrived at the country club the following day, she was dressed to impress. Her daddy had always been proud of how beautiful she was, and for this special occasion, she was going to make sure she looked her best. After all, her two lazy brothers hadn't even bothered to come home for Christmas, the pricks. Even though the club was closed down that day, it was fully staffed, apparently for the big surprise event. As she walked up to the door, Tammy could feel the eyes of the Mexican grounds crew as they sweltered in the afternoon sun. They watched her five foot seven inch frame strut by dressed in thin white long sleeved blouse, mid length white skirt and a nice pair of four inch heels. Her 38d-24-36 frame was a sight to behold for the tired workers who couldn't help but stare at her despite their loathing for the rude bitch who seemed to think that they couldn't understand her constant insults, besides, her father was that big jack ass who called them all stupid wetbacks. Tammy was a bit disappointed to have to spend an entire Sunday here when she had planned to go with her friends to the beach, but she had to keep up appearances. Inside, she was a bit surprised to find very few of the normal kitchen staff buzzing about. "They should keep these people out of sight so they don't ruin daddy's press coverage." She though walking past them towards the meeting hall where Mr. Lee had instructed her to wait. She was not surprised to see that he was not here yet. "Always late" she mumbled "Just like the Jemaco deal when my father took that contract from you and cost you all that money." Tammy smiled, her father's ruthless business practices were something she greatly admired in him. He wasn't afraid to go out and get what he wanted, by force if necessary. But where was everyone? The ceremony should be starting soon. She sat and waited a few minutes before Mr. Lee entered the room. "It's about time" Tammy said. "Where is everyone?" "Sorry to keep you waiting, but we have a few things to discuss before your father gets here." He replied, wheeling in a cart with a TV and VCR on it. Tammy had a feeling that Mr. Lee was going to make a come on, at some point all men did. And as much as the her pussy needed to be fucked, there was no way an old loser like Mr. Lee was going to get anywhere with her. She stood up and headed for the door defiantly. "I don't have time for this sort of shit." "I can see we won't be doing this the easy way." He said stepping in front of the door. "Get the fuck out of my way, before I tell my father. You know what he'll do to, he'll ruin you." "Shut up and sit down you little bitch!" He bellowed firmly. "This won't take a minute." He grabbed her by the arm and shoved her into a chair. Tammy was too shocked by him to even move. "How dare he lay a hand on me." She thought. "OK, let's get right to the point Tammy. I've never liked you much. You're a spoiled stupid little bitch who thinks her shit is candy and in Princess of the world. Well, my dear, those days are over as of today. Starting now, you are going to be treated like the little gutter whore you are." Tammy had never in her life been talked to like this. What did he think he was doing. One word of this to her father and Mr. Lee would be wiped out. He'd be on a offramp begging for change and his cow wife and daughter would be her personal maid for this outrage. "That's right my dear, I know your dirty little secret. I always knew you were a slut, I just thought you might be smart enough to keep everyone from finding out. A girl in your position should be more discreet." The words were striking close to home now and for the first time, fear hit Tammy. Could he possibly know? She didn't think so, he was bluffing. "Whatever it is you think you're talking about Mr. Lee, I suggest you stop right there. One more word from you and I'll be having this discussion with my father." "Oh, that is the plan dear. See, I have invited your father down here. To watch a very special movie. Here I'll show you." Mr. Lee turned on the TV and hit the play button on the VCR. After a few agonizing seconds, the picture came clear. Then the truly agonizing realization hit her. There on the TV, Tammy saw own face with a huge black cock slapping against it as she sucked on a faceless man's prick. "The video." she whispered, too horrified to move. "That's right. I am your private collector. You can only imagine my surprise when I realized who the how new model of the month was. I just wonder what dear old dad with think of his sweet Princess when he sees this. He'll especially like the part where she gets her cheeks busted by this huge nigger's prick won't he Tammy?" His obvious enjoyment gave Tammy something to fight against. He wanted to think he had one, but she was smarter and more ruthless than he imagined. "Oh yes, I'm sure he will. And I am sure your board of directors, the church council, your wife and stupid cunt daughter will love to know how daddy orders special shot tapes of blacks raping poor white girls." She countered. "Raped?" He laughed. "I have paid twenty dollar whores who didn't beg to be fucked this badly dear." "Of course, that's because you were there with a gun, forcing me to do it. I think the police will love to hear all about that. Should get you put away for a good long time ass hole." Tammy was fighting back well, as he knew she would. This is why he had waited a few weeks before moving in, he had to have a back up plan in case she didn't crack easily. "So," she continued "What do you say you give me that tape and we can forget this ever happened, that is until I need some extra spending money. I think you should be more than happy to toss some cash my way in exchange for me not ruining you life." Mr. Lee sat laughing for a long moment. "I'll give you credit slut, you don't go down without a fight. All right, you got me, I'll give in, but how about we see what else in on the tape. Then I'll give it to you." Tammy's smile of victory was short lived as his last statement confused her a bit. Mr. Lee fast forwarded the tape for a minute, then hit play again. This time the image was less clear, rather dark and shaky, but it didn't take long to see that it was Tammy again. Someone was shooting a video through the window of the fraternity house. An uncontrolled squeak left Tammy's mouth as she watched herself on the screen. Naked, on her hands and knees, a cock in her pussy, another in her ass and a line of college guys waiting to cum all over her face. She remembered that night vividly. They had all fucked her so good. "And in case you're wondering, there is more." He said triumphantly. "I've had people following you for a few weeks now. I have enough tape here to more than convince anyone who see this that you are in fact a cheap worthless slut. Even dear old dad. You know, this could just about kill the old bastard.....unless of course, you can convince me not to show him." Tammy had to fight back tears as the ramifications of the video sunk in, but she was strong. He was enjoying this moment, but he had a lot to lose as well. her father could still ruin him if he showed anyone the tape. But what would daddy do to her? Years of being a Princess had left her with few survival skills and even fewer friends. Stiffen her lip, Tammy stood and took a step toward the door. "You do what you want, No one will believe you anyway." She said feebly. Mr. Lee could tell by the tone of defeat in her voice that he would never actually have to show the video to her father, (a thought which actually did scare him. Who knows what the mean old son of a bitch might do to him. He breathed a secret sigh of relief as Tammy's step was visibly uninspired. She wasn't going anywhere. "Sit you ass down whore" He snapped. "Why don't you just wait here and we'll show daddy together and see what he says." Tammy stopped, tears now rolled down her cheeks as she sat back down. There was no way out of this one. She did not want to beg him, but she could not let him show that tape to anyone. It would kill her father and destroy the entire family. Sniffling she asked the question he had so much wanted to hear. "What do you want in exchange for the tape." Leaning on the table inches for the seated nineteen year old blonde, Mr. Lee felt his cock surge with energy. He was 46 years old and hadn't had a pussy this young and well bred in years. He wanted to enjoy this. What's more, he could do whatever he wanted to her. It was like paying a whore, except no whore he'd ever met had been so beautiful, perfect. And more importantly, no whore was the daughter of the man who had stolen his ideas and his fortune. For all the years Tammy's father had taken food from the mouths of his family, he was going to take it out tenfold on his precious little Princess. His mind reeled with all the wicked tortures he had in mind for little Tammy. It was all he could do to keep from cumming in his pants right then and there. CHAPTER FOUR Wendy was suspicious of her father's talk with Tammy. She knew there was no such award going to Tammy's dad. The whole town hated and feared the bastard. Almost as much as she hated Tammy Douglas, the bitch who had made her high school years a dateless Hell. She and her friends were constantly tormenting her for her shy bookish nature, and her somewhat overweight frame. Wendy Lee was by no means fat, but she was a far cry from that 'model' bitch Tammy Dougals. That plus the ostracization from the popular crowd had made Wendy's high school years dateless and lonely. She was reduced to having to take her pimply faced younger cousin Harold, all of fourteen at the time, to her senior prom. While Wendy heard all the stories of Tammy's sexual exploits, (They couldn't have been true, no one was that big a slut) Wendy had to be satisfied with her fingers and various toys to satisfy her plump pussy. Each and every time her chubby fingers made he pussy cum, Wendy swore to one day get revenge on Wendy and girls like her. Away at college, Wendy Lee found life no better, shy, unattractive and new at an all girls school did not bode well for one's sex life, unless of course, one like girls. Wendy found more and more, that didn't dislike that idea, but as of yet, she had not sampled a woman's pussy. She did find her revenge fantasies about Tammy growing increasingly more sexual. She was in the middle of one of these fantasies in the shower when she heard her father's car pull out of the driveway for his 'meeting' with Tammy. Wendy had three fingers pumping in and out of her open pussy as she held the showerhead down between her legs. The warm jets of water, pulsating on her swollen clit, driving her crazy, making her entire body tense up, almost there. Her mind raced with images of revenge against Tammy. In her mind, she had Tammy tied on her knees with her hands tied behind her back. A black leather blindfold hid her fate from Tammy. A line of homeless men and women, unshowered, unclean and mostly old and diseased were standing in front of lovely Tammy waiting their turn to use her mouth as a cum depository. The cum of a dozen homeless bums dripped out of Tammy's rich pristine mouth as she struggled to get away. Behind her, Wendy knelt, driving a huge black strap on dildo up her precious ass hole. Wendy had both hands full of that perfect long blonde hair, which had always made her jealous (her own thin mousy blonde hair was always cut short to hid its lack of body) Wendy could feel the orgasms flowing through her body as the water and the depraved revenge images sent her over the top. Had anyone been in the house, they would have heard the girl screaming out in anger and ecstasy. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /