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FAT CHARLIE
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by V.P. Viddler
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"Kiss the floor, Miranda," Fat Charlie said.
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And the girl who was lying on her stomach with her wrists
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tied together behind her back did as he said, her long blonde
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hair spreading over the polished wood floor as her soft lips
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pressed against that floor as if kissing a lover with utmost
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passion.
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"Kiss it good," Fat Charlie said, and Miranda's head moved
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from side to side as she caressed the hard wood with her mouth,
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her tongue licking at it, little whimpers coming out of her
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throat. Her body writhed slowly against the floor, her breasts
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flattened on it, her hips fucking it. She was fucking that floor
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for Fat Charlie.
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And Fat Charlie laughed.
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Later, in bed with her, I told her to do to me what she had
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done to the floor.
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In the morning Fat Charlie made her lie naked across the
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table while we ate. Her hands were still tied. Fat Charlie used
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Miranda's hair for a napkin.
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And when we finished eating he used her breasts for an ash
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tray. And he used her yelling mouth as a convenient hole to fuck
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in. Her howls choked on his sperm when he shot it down her
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throat.
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Fat Charlie was a filthy slob. But I couldn't disguise the
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fact that I loved what he did to Miranda. I loved it all. Charlie
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knew that. Miranda knew that.
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Miranda begged me to take her away from Fat Charlie. I told
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Fat Charlie about it. Fat Charlie brought six of his cronies
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around and turned them loose on Miranda. I watched as they used
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her. As she crawled for them. As she fucked and sucked and drank
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piss, I looked her in the eye and I smiled.
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Fat Charlie hung her up by her wrists and all of them
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whipped her. I took hold of the long yellow hair and pulled it,
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pulling her head back, tautening the helpless arch of Miranda's
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body as they whipped her breasts, and while she screamed I gazed
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into her tortured eyes. I kissed her contorted mouth and I fucked
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her twisting, squirming body in the ass as they lashed and lashed
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all over her.
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In bed that night I held her hair and fucked her and made
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her tell me all about what had happened to her. I kicked her out
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of the bed and told her to crawl to Fat Charlie's room and suck
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his cock. Miranda hated to suck Fat Charlie's cock.
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Fat Charlie was her father.
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I was her brother.
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Miranda had seduced me with her body to get me to take her
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away from Fat Charlie. I had fucked her naked body for four days
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before I told Charlie about that. Charlie had laughed and spread
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her out on the living room floor and pulled her body as tight as
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it would go and burned her all over with cigarettes for hours and
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hours. She screamed so loud and squirmed and writhed and twisted
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so hard that I came just from her pain, and my come spattered on
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her body, and Fat Charlie laughed and told me to fuck her. And I
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fucked Miranda's tautly stretched naked, aching body while she
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howled and bucked under me, and then I fucked her mouth, and we
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kept her there for days, fucking and burning and torturing her.
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And now when Fat Charlie tells her to kiss the floor,
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Miranda kisses it passionately, fucking it with her body, and
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whimpering...
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