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I take Sha upstairs to my bedroom. Sha do you understand that if you and I make love, and even though I love you, that I will also love many others?
Yes, Sir. Mother tell me.
So before we begin and I do something that cannot be undone, let us talk about what this means and what it does not mean.
Sir! I know this! I am not your wife. Many others love you. I know this! I know what you not know.
What is that?
You really love us when we do this with you and you will always protect us. And we not have to risk a bad man and a bad life to find good love. We already know you are good. And with that Sha begins disrobing.
Sha is a child. No, I know that they are all children by legal standards if they are under eighteen but, Sha is not very developed. Though she is fourteen there are almost no breasts. The hips are not really wider than is her waist. Her legs are not well defined yet. I know she is fourteen but, honestly, could I tell that she is older than twelve? Not by looking at her. She has a hairless cunt but, I don't think she is shaving yet. I think the hair hasn't come yet.
She looks at me. Am I supposed to take your things off too?
Mmmmm, maybe another time you will. No, I will get them off this time. And with that I am committed. I take, what I have on, off. Sha gets on the bed and waits for me. She is cute, darling and I feel every bit a rapist. No not a violent rapist, this is statutory rape. Yes I know it was statutory rape with Renelyn, Raya and Amzkie but, they at least had breasts and hips and the remains of pubic hair. If I was in Cambodia, it would not be rape but, this is the Philippines.
I take the KY and anoint my rod. Sha asks me what I am doing. I explain it to her. And then I anoint her labia with the KY. We are not engaged in any foreplay. This is an initiation. I lie on my back. Sha straddles me. I explain what needs to happen and that she will feel some real pain as she breaks the hymen. Sha tells me that her mother has explained this to her.
The girl positions herself, takes my tool, moving it lovingly over her cunt a few times, takes a deep breath and just sinks down on me. I do notice a little pause in the beginning but not enough to stop at the hymen. What was there, is no more. We are pelvic bone to pelvic bone. Sha lifts up. I see the blood. Not much but, it is there. She slams down again. If it were not for the KY, God knows what damage I would be doing.
Sha is moving up and down, up and down. She has an intense expression on her pretty face. She is biting her lower lip just a bit. And then at about the same moment, as her eyes shut, her mouth opens and expresses a silent 'O,' I feel juices flow over my rod. Eyes still closed and a determined look on her face, Sha picks up the pace and starts a quickened assault on my rod. Juices are now flowing freely. Sha is breathing hard and rapidly, as she drives herself on, as hard and as fast as she can.
I want to take her from the rear now but decide to wait until she gets winded. Sha is not getting winded. She keeps on going. I reach up and pinch a nipple. There is no breast but, there are always nipples. That causes her to gasp and stop for a second. I take the opportunity to roll her over and put her on her knees. Sha is confused and I tell her what I am doing. OK, so long as we are not done, I can do as I please. She informs me in a very clear voice, she will pitch a fit if I stop now.
Sliding into her is no problem. She is incredibly small but, her cunt has given way for my member. I run deep into her. I start my own movements, in and out. For the very first time in Sha's life, someone is touching her clit. I am rubbing it gently as I fuck her. In only moments, Sha cums hard. I keep it up, and Sha cums hard again. I do not stop and Sha's body just cums undone, clamping so hard on my rod that it is just this side of massively painful. It is enough to bring me to orgasm. Sha gets her reward.
I flop down to the side of the girl.
Wow, Gordon, wow.
Yeh. Wow, Sha. I am curious if maybe she has just turned 14 and ask Sha, When is your birthday. Sha tells me the day, the month, and then the year she was born. Holy shit! Sha is not fourteen. No, na-uh, noooo, shit, fuck, goddamn... NO! I am so fucked. Sha is eleven!
I want to cry. What has Maria done to me?
We are just lying on the bed. I, holding Sha. I, not knowing, what to do or say. My loins dappled with the blood of her hymen, her thighs crusty with my cum that has dribbled out of her.
There is a knock on the door before it opens. It is Maria. She is looking proud. I am ready to kill her. I hold Sha close to me. I want her to know I am not rejecting her, not sending her away. She has done nothing wrong. Yes, I have done something gravely wrong but she is innocent. Her face is against my chest. I suspect she can hear my heart, as I speak to her mother.
Maria, why did you lie to me?
Gordon?
Why did you tell me that Sha was fourteen?
I never tell you that!
Yes, you did!
No! I never tell you her age. You only ask me what grade she was in. I tell you that.
Yes, you say eighth.
Yes, she was in eighth.
Sha, what grade are you in?
From my chest she says Eight!
How? You are eleven.
They advance me. I am smart!
Maria looks at me and smirks. See?
Maria! You permitted, no wanted, me to sexually take your eleven-year-old child?
Maria speaking to Sha. Child, are you OK?
Oo, Nanay1.
He hurt you?
Hindi!
It feel OK?
I feel super! [giggle]
You want to do this again?
Very much, Yes!
Gordon, I do not see that anything bad has happened. Clean up. Lunch is on the table. And Maria leaves.
I close my eyes and try to gather my thoughts. My emotions are all over the place. If I am honest with myself, I had just enjoyed sex with a child eleven years old. It is not supposed to happen. I did not believe that eleven-year-olds could ever get sexually excited. I know she was not faking it, so how do I understand what has just happened?
Sha is tugging me. Get up! 'Nay2 say it is time to eat!
I am up and we are in the shower. I wash her. She tries, bless her heart, to wash me. We dry off, redress and go downstairs. Sitting at the table are Jana, Zelle, Cynthia, Renelyn, Raya and Amzkie. Sha and I walk in together. All talk stops. Jana says nothing, just looks. Zelle gasps. Amzkie squeals as she, her sister and Renelyn run to her and hug her. Cynthia is staring and then in a very slow measured voice, asks, Gordon, did I just see what I think I saw?
I do not know what to say. I am tongue tied. Jana however is not too impaired. Cynthia, Gordon had refused to do this. He felt it was beyond anything acceptable. He accused Maria and me of evil things. But Maria and I tricked him into this, because it needed to happen. Sha is Maria's daughter. It was Sha and her mother's choice. Gordon is embarrassed. Please do not make things worse for him. If you have any complaints, blame me and Maria.
Gordon, is what your wife saying true?
Yeh, and... No, goddamn it. No matter how I got setup. It is still my decision and no one else's. My only concern right now is not to hurt Sha's feelings. Mine are irrelevant.
Cynthia turns to Sha who is watching and listening to all this. Child, are you OK?
Yes, Ma'am. I am great!
How do you mean?
Sir Gordon, he try to tell me to not do this but, I want this so bad I convince him it is OK. Only we not tell him my real age until we do it! And a big grin now covers Sha's face.
Gordon, they sandbagged you?
Yes. I guess. But it is still wrong.
Does lying happen a lot here?
Yes. It is a cultural thing. Lying is seen as OK.
Jana, you lived in the USA for years. You know how we treat lies in the USA. Is what Gordon says about lies here being normal, really true?
Cynthia, when we see someone who won't do something for a silly reason, it is perfectly OK to lie to get around the objection. It is the best thing to do. Americans get so hung up on silly rules.
Gordon, I think I am getting a headache. Do you have any aspirin?
Jana jumps up and tells Cynthia she has something for her. I know it is a paracetamol. The pill is given to Cynthia, who asks, Only one, not two? Yes, all she needs is one and then she goes back to her bedroom. Zelle has not said a word. I look at her and all she does is ask me, Gordon are you alright?
I am not sure.
Sweetheart, sit by me, eat something and then we will just lie down and rest, OK? No sex, just rest.
That sounds about right. Thank you.
I motion Sha to come over. I give her a hug, a kiss and tell her she should spend the rest of the day with the other girls. She tells me that, that was her plan and runs off. Jana leans in from the side opposite Zelle and whispers, You enjoyed it. You can't lie to your wife.
I turn to her, kiss her and tell her that she is right on both counts but, it was still a dirty trick.
After lunch, Zelle and I do lie down for an hour until Alona arrives. The rest does me good and I think just being held has helped Zelle who now must deal with a husband who is now working to hurt his wife. Zelle felt sorry for Jonathan before. She did not blame him for his deceitful behavior towards her. Instead, she sought to free him of the self-imposed bounds he had placed on himself. He has repaid her with treachery. I feel a piece of the pain she is carrying.
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Alona's appearance here is singular. She does not look like the woman I met months ago. Not only is she dressed better, but there is an air of confidence about her. She has never been in this house and she looks around, before commenting, This is what I could have had if I could have tolerated semen! Nice place. Actually, she would be out in the field at this point but that is a quibble and I don't mention it.
The three of us go up to Zelle's office. Zelle looks at Alona. This is your show. What do you have to say?
Before I begin, Ma'am, I need to ask you something. I do not mean to be rude but, I need to know how bad you want to hurt Jonathan.
Why do you ask? Are you wanting to protect him?
No! No! I am very angry with him for many reasons. He is a bad man. But he is your husband. If you love him and want to protect him, you need to tell me.
Alona, I want to rip him apart, chop him into little pieces and feed him to the pigs. But I can't use what he has done to me, to hurt him. It will not stand up in the courts.
Ma'am, what I have will do that to him, if you use it. At the very least, it will allow you to annul your marriage to him and force him from any position in the company.
Zelle looks at Alona very hard, and one word at a time slowly asks, What... do you … have?
Alona pulls a USB stick out of a pocket and inserts it into a tablet she is carrying. She taps on an icon and the screen displays Jonathan, naked and grabbing a boy of maybe eight or nine. At least the boy is young enough that the balls have not descended. He slaps the boy, pushes him over the back of a chair and fucks the little boy's ass as the child screams in pain. The video is disgusting and continues until Jonathan has obviously cum. He pulls a shitty bloody cock out of the kid and makes the boy suck him. The kid vomits. Jonathan gets angry, kicks the kid in the gut and then the head, before walking out.
I look at Alona. I am sickened. How did this video get made? Were you there?
No, Sir. Two nights ago, after I find out he buying second tier for Bayan Na, we fight over what he was doing to Ma'am. Then he started acting weird. I see him pick up a very young boy. I was worried. I had a bad feel, in the past, over a few things I think might be happening but, I not sure. When he gets angry with me, he acts bad to others, at least that is what I think. So I hide a camera in the room, and leave it running. This is what I find.
I ask Alona, Will you sign an affidavit saying these things?
Yes of course. I am sorry, Ma'am. I know my time at Bayan Na is now over but, I think what he do is wrong. Wrong to you and very wrong to that boy. I tell him I quit and I not come back to his house.
Zelle sits back and looks at Alona. Was it your decision to purchase these things? She brings a list up on the laptop screen.
Yes, Ma'am. Do I do wrong?
No, you did right. You did perfect. How did you think of those things?
Ma'am, before I live in your old house, I would not understand. But when you live in such a house, you begin to understand why some things are needed and others do not work. I think that was a big help to me.
Do you want to continue working for me?
Yes, Ma'am, if you allow it. Yes, very much. But not with that man. I never want to see him again!
Gordon, can Alona have an apartment here, until we get this settled?
Not in the house here?
No, in case a lawyer asks, because she is a lesbian, I don't want it to look like we are under the same roof.
Sure, we have an apartment that is available.
Good, can you get Maria to settle her in it now? I have some calls to make. Alona, please leave that USB memory stick here.
I walk Alona downstairs, find Maria and Jana, explain what needs to happen for Alona, and leave Alona in Maria's competent care. Jana hangs back with me. She wants the gossip. I tell her enough to satisfy her and not so much as to cause a problem, no matter what is said. Alona has given to Zelle evidence of such wrong doing on Jonathan's part that she needs protection for a few days and it is best that she can honestly say she is not under our roof. You are not to mention this to anyone, including others in the house. OK?
OK. What you are saying is don't tell Cynthia.
Yeh. Exactly.
I know Zelle needs her privacy and stay away from her. Instead I decide to see how Cynthia is feeling. I knock on her door and hear an answer that I might enter.
Gordon, Cynthia moans as she lies on the bed, it the dark room. Come here. I sit on the edge of the bed. No, you bastard. Take your clothing off and fuck me. Tell me if you like fucking an old lady after fucking a child!
I start unbuttoning my shirt, You are not old. What are you, late thirties?
Fuck you! I am thirty-four, you bastard!
So you are younger than Jana. Why do you call yourself old?
Shut up and fuck me. Cynthia pulls back her sheet. She has the handle of her hairbrush up her cunt. She is naked. Now naked myself, I pull her legs up in the air and mount her from above. She uses her legs, now in my hands, to arch her back and get me in deeper. I pull back out a bit and slam in hard. She seems to like that. I continue in the same fashion. Cynthia doesn't have a small tight cunt like the ones I am enjoying here but, I am not complaining. Her cunt is not shaved. But we can deal with that later. Between poundings, Cynthia is talking. You like the young ones? How young Gordon? How young is too young? Oh yes, fuck this old broad. Fuck me good. You gonna waste your cum in this old cunt, stud? Of fuck yes. Fuck me.
Oh, shut the fuck up, Cynthia. I'm going to keep on fucking you until the day you leave. I'm going to make you pregnant by taking your pills away. I am going to have my girls fuck you and you fuck them. If you are a bad girl I am going to rent your ass out. So be a good bitch, say 'Thank you, Gordon' and then be quiet. I pinch Cynthia's nipples hard.
Thank you, Gordon! Cynthia explodes in a big squirting orgasm. I fuck her through it. She cums again, and I keep on fucking. She is screaming, Oh, Jesus, Oh, Jesus, Oh, fucking Jesus. Oh fucking YES! She cums again and I cum with her.
A few minutes later I get up and start dressing.
Am I one of your girls now?
Only if you want to be. Where are your birth control pills?
In my purse, in the side pocket. Are you really taking them away from me?
Yes.
Then I am one of your girls now.
Good, that means you get to have sex with an eleven year-old.
No!
Oh, sweetheart, yes, you will. And I finish pulling up my zipper before I walk out the door.
Back up in my office, I am responding to some normal issues when Zelle comes in and sits down.
I stop what I am doing, which is no big deal, swivel my chair and give Zelle my full attention.
Gordon, in five months, I am no longer going to be married. The marriage will be annulled. That is pretty much a sure thing. Asshole will get nothing. He will have to move out of the house and he will lose any interest he might have had in the company. If any of his family as much as makes a squeak, we will show them the video. There will be no public problems. I will be a single woman in complete control of the company. If you were single, I would marry you. I would insist on it. I am considering having Alona live in my old house. If she is going to be my buyer, she makes a good point about understanding things. Plus she has shown her loyalty. What do you think?
About the Annulment? Yes. About marrying you? OK but, I am not single, so it's not an issue. About Alona living in the house? Yes, but.
OK, what it the 'but.'
She's a lesbian. Maybe she needs to live with another lesbian, who can also be a buyer.
How do we assure loyalty?
By asking Alona to be the arbiter of that. She has shown loyalty and trust. Reward her with trust.
How do we find a lesbian buyer?
I have an idea. I need to make a few calls but we don't need that resolved until you get the Jonathan piece done.
OK. Good. I think it will be fixed pretty much in one day. Jonathan is back and wants to talk to me about why he had to fire Alona. I told him to meet me at the company office tomorrow morning. Our company attorneys and a pulis detective will be waiting for him when he comes.
Already?
I shared the video with our top attorney. That is all it took. He said if I don't do this I will be in trouble as an accomplice to a cover-up! There is the possibility that he may have to give up his passport. Our government will not want him traveling to other countries where he might do this sort of thing again.
So, if he loses his passport, he can't be a buyer.
Exactly. I am going to do everything I can to him including cutting off his dick, if I am allowed!
Zelle this getting the pulis involved is just a little close to us for my comfort.
I know. It will be OK. Do I have you tonight?
You can but, you won't like the results. Sha had me this morning and Cynthia just had me this afternoon. I honestly don't think I am any good for an encore.
Take some Cialis and let's hope. I need you tonight.
When do you start the roll-out with Cynthia?
Tomorrow afternoon. I want Eve here for that. She should get back about 2PM tomorrow.
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The Cialis is in my bedroom. I take one. I doubt it will do much but, you never know.
Dinner isn't for another couple of hours. I walk over to Alona's apartment and knock on the door. The girl opens it. May I come in?
Yes of course.
Alona, you don't need to worry. I am not needing you sexually and I am Zelle's good friend. You are not in any trouble. Your loyalty is appreciated. Your intelligence has been noted. Your capabilities have astonished Zelle. I am here to plan with you for the future of Bayan Na and you. In all likelihood, Jonathan will be out of the house the two of you lived in as quickly as tomorrow. Zelle wants you back in that house as soon as Jonathan is out.
What if he comes back?
We will put a guard outside. We want you safe.
She will do this for me?
Yes. But I raised a question.
Oh?
Well, we need more than one buyer. I think you know better than anyone else, that two senses of taste work better than just one.
Exactly! Yes, I think that. You see it, too?
Yes. I also think that setting you up with another gay guy is a bad idea.
OK, and?
What do you think if I look for a lesbian lover for you to live with and be a buyer with you?
Really?
Well, we won't know if she is a good buyer until we try but, I think we can find you a lesbian lover to live with and if she doesn't work out as a buyer, maybe we can use her at the store. But here's the concern. We can't know about your lover's loyalty. Only you will know.
I understand. It will not be a problem. I promise.
That's what I told Zelle. Good. I will need you to help me select your wife.
Really? I get to do that? How?
I will explain once I get things set up. OK?
Yes! Yes! Sir, is it OK if I kiss you? Like a friend and not a lover! OK?
Yes.
She kisses me, and no, it isn't like a lover but, it isn't like your maiden aunt either. The hug is pure love. Not sex, no but, real love. As I leave, Alona, pulls me back a little, looks at me in the eyes for a long time, nods and says, I owe you everything good that is happening in my life. Do not think for a minute that I do not know this. You and Zelle will never ever have to doubt me. I not be your sexual lover but, I am your heart lover.
I just nod as we close the door between us.
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