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Majestic V

Date: 1/31/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Extreme, Hardcore, Young, Author: Me4Lgs, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

want any trouble for you, but that bastard Simpson and that kid that pimps for him, Rick? Those are the ones that I want!!" Betsy looked up from the card and saw the truth in the gray-haired policeman's eyes. "They're scum, honey. They'll use you and turn you out until there's nothing left of you to sell and then they'll drop you like a piece of shit!" Betsy wanted to cry. She knew that he was telling the truth, but just the same her tongue refused to move. She couldn't tell him what was happening to her. "I know, I know that you don't want to talk to me now, Betsy," Jim Richards said calmly. "But I think that you will soon. Call me! Tell me what they're doing to you and I'll help. You have to believe me. I'll help!!" Betsy stood on the corner, watching the police detective's car slip away and into the flow of traffic. For a moment the frightened little girl considered tearing up the card that she clutched and turning her back on Jim Richard's offer of help. But then a sudden calm came over her and she opened her purse and carefully tucked the card away. The moment that she walked through the back door of the Majestic, Betsy could feel it. The little girl shivered when she sensed the cold, tense vibrations in the air. Those vibrations were mean and hurtful and spoke of an awful thing that was about to happen! She saw Grace. The blonde was bending over the candy counter, her hands busily filling the case with fresh candy bars and boxes of goodies. The slim little girl stared ... at the older woman and in her heart she knew that Grace didn't care. No matter what she said or how she acted when they were alone. Betsy could sense a distance between them, a void that could never be bridged. Before the worried little girl could speak and ask Grace what was happening, Betsy heard Newton Simpson's deep voice calling to her from the head of the stairs. "You're late, Betsy. Come up here, will you?" She didn't want to go with him, but, looking up, Betsy saw a hard, demanding look on the handsome theater manager's face. "Hurry, I have something that I want to show you before we open." He didn't even wait to see if she would obey. Newton Simpson turned on his heel and strode away. Betsy darted a quick look at Grace, hoping for some sign of support, but instead the blonde flushed and quickly looked away. "Shut the door, honey," Newton said in a deceptively soft voice. The man was smiling at her, but the smile stopped before it reached his eyes. They were cold as they stared at her. Betsy did as she was told then turned back to Newton. She wanted to stay by the door, but he held out a hand for her and the slim little girl had no choice but to go to him. "I haven't seen you for the last few days, honey," Newton purred. "I've been thinking about you." She was drawn up on the man's lap. As she settled back against his chest Betsy could feel the dark haired man's big prick stir and stiffen against her bottom. "Mr. Baker and I had a little talk about you today," Newton ...