Marcia Goes Back to School

"If you bring a hundred tomorrow I'll let you fuck me and throw in another bj as a freebie!" Marcia said to the blushing teacher, blowing him a flirty little kiss.

"I'll bring a hundred every day from now on angel cakes!" the smitten Mr. Gross said in what he assumed was a seductive tone.

Marcia walked out of the classroom into DaShawn's waiting arms. He held her close and hard and growled into her ear, "You got my money, bitch?"

The blonde whore handed her pimp fifty dollars and said flatly, "The poor bastard only had enough for a blowjob".

DaShawn looked at Marcia with rage in his eyes and raised his hand to her. "Next time he better pay you a hundred or I'm taking the difference out of your hide. Understand me, ho?"

Big tears filled Marcia's brown eyes and she cried, "Yes, Daddy! I'll do better tomorrow. I promise!"

DaShawn touched Marcia's cheek in a tender way with the same hand he had threatened her with and gave her a loving kiss.

Vance was intercepted by DaShawn's right hand man Marcel and the rest of the gang in the park. It was getting to be sunset, and the boy had thought to evade the big brutes pursuing him among the evergreens. Now he realized his folly. He wasn't hidden from Marcel and his crew but all of them were hidden from onlookers.

"You got a choice to make, bitch!" Marcel said matter-of-factly. "We can beat your ass and rape you or you can take your clothes off and take us on willingly and then you'll be under our protection like Marcia."

Vance relaxed. This was going better than he could have possibly hoped. He knew the black jocks meant to fuck him, but he wasn't sure he'd be given the option of being treated like a sex partner rather than as a victim. The pretty long haired boy dropped his clothing revealing his erect penis and nipples and made his best approximation of a girly face. "Let's fuck!" the apple cheeked boy announced.