I felt it enter my vagina it was inside me deep inside. Turning my hot sticky walls so cold. It slipped into my womb threw my cervix. I swear I could ...eel it fucking me deeper than I have ever felt before. It began pounding me deeper and harder. Licking at my neck and my ear, pulling at my hair. It was breeding me like a fertile whore. It went on forever or it seemed. I could feel a puddle of juice forming on the bed sheet below me so much I could feel it on my stomach. It rammed me deeper. Who knows? If I can show you what a slut's life is REALLY like, you might have a better appreciation for THIS one. I know I do. Now, try again. I want you to THINK in this language, just as any other ghetto ho' does. Lose yourself in the role. In fact, maybe we should work more on THAT right now. Perhaps we need to create a whole new identity for you. That might make it easier for you to get into the right frame of mind. Let's see, what shall we call you? I know! How about... 'Gigi'? Do you. "Not this weekend, maybe the next one." daddy said.I looked at him strangely, "why not?" Your mom and sis are going out of town for the weekend, and we have plans." he smirked at me, "And I have a surprise for you."The rest of the week seemed to last for ever, I was bummed that I didn't get to go out with Alison again but my mind was racing at what daddies surprise could be. Friday evening, my mom and sister drove off, and as soon as their car was out of sight daddy was striping me out of my. I also remembered how “loose” it made her when she was feeling no pain and the way she would rub her heels in men’s backsides when they were giving it to her hard and heavy. I had dreamed of doing it just like that with some of the young boys in church but I knew in my mind that I didn’t have the nerve and I wasn’t about to start in drinking the rotgut my Uncle produced with surprising efficiency.One afternoon down at the still, I went into the weeds to take a long-delayed wee-wee and was.