Title: Megan, My Slave Part 1 Codes: Mg Ped Relc Coerc Slow Mdom NoSex This is the best entry point to the stories of Megan and Mike. Starting here will make everything make more sense down the road. Current Stories in this series: Megan My Slave Parts 1-5 Part 6 coming soon. Obviously this is all fantasies and I do not condone pretty much anything that happens in this story. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Being the richest man in town has its advantages for sure. Even more so when its a company town, and you own the company. You can basically be a creepy old man, and no one can really do anything about it. In fact, every once in a while, a young girl is offered to me for an evening for various reasons, and sometimes I take advantage. Usually its a girl whose father has already had her, and usually they live in a trailer park. But Megan was different. Her parents were both floor supervisors. By no means my best floor supervisors, infact they were quite mediocre. But I pay my workers well, and by extension, their supervisors as well. I remember thinking it was quite odd that they both wanted to have a meeting with me, but I accepted and did not think too much of it. Nor did I think it was very odd when they came into my office quite nervous. I remember that Tim, Megan's father, spoke first- "Good afternoon Mr. James, I'm glad you could meet with us, this is a really awkward situation for both of us. But we really don't know what else to do." Confused a bit, I asked them to explain themselves. Cheryl, Megan's mother, who was only in her lower 30s herself, with a natural build, the same gorgeous curls of strawberry blonde and perky c cup tits (which she made sure I saw by wearing a very low cut shirt) leaned forward. "What my husband is saying is that we are in a tough spot. Our house, there is problems with it, and they need to be fixed for us to be able to keep living there. And we are already underwater on it, and our credit cards are maxed out from buying the stuff for the house. We've tried going to the bank, but they turned us down. We don't have any more credit. We have no where else to turn. This house has been our dream since we first met, its all we've ever wanted. We will do anything to keep it." I knew of the house they bought, it was well above what a sensible couple with their income would ever buy. At the same time, It was the sort of house that someone who could actually afford its pricetag would not actually be interested in. It was gaudy and showy without any class. I also knew that the contractor that built it was not very good, and I would never hire him to do anything personally. I also knew of their daughter, Megan. She was an absolutely beautiful 11 year old girl. Kind, a bit shy, just under 4'6" foot tall, with strawberry blonde hair lightly curled down to her shoulders. She was also one of my favourites. Playful, and not entirely innocent, but unloved by her parents, who were always more concerned with acquiring more and "better" possessions, trying and constantly failing to climb the towns social circle. They were always annoyed that they could never find a babysetter for the few times they were actually invited to events, when in reality the only reason they were invited was so I could steal some time with their daughter, giving her gifts and attention, and telling her to not tell her parents. After sitting a few minute or so and considering their situation, I asked who they had spoken to that advised them to come and speak to me. Tim and Cheryl looked at each other, then looked forward to me. Cheryl leaned forward and answered, "The Lawrences. We knew they had come to you for help. We pressed them, they didn't exactly tell us, but we could figure it out, and we are prepared to do what they did." I leaned forward, with a smirk on my face, looking directly down Cheryls shirt and asked "And what is that?" "They let you use her for sex." "But its not that simple though is it. Rodger Lawrence has been fucking his daughter since she was 7. And feeding her his cock since well before then. Nikki is a well trained little slut. We all know that isn't true about Megan. And beyond that, you are in a much more dire financial situation than they were. I get her for a few hundred dollars a night. You are more like needing a few hundred thousand dollars." Tim looked dejected, and Cheryl looked frustrated. I think they thought they could just get out of this easily, and knew this was the turning point. I waited for one of them to say something. Tim looked at his wife. He knew that his only way to keep this beautiful woman was to keep his house. "What do we need to do. We will do it." "Well, really its pretty simple. You will give Megan to me. She will no longer be yours, she will be mine. Both as a practical matter, and she will legally be my daughter. In return I will buy your debt from the bank, and you will both get promotions, and combined bonuses enough to fix the issues with your house. You will not have to pay any mortgage on the house, but you won't have any equity in it either. In 30 years, when the mortgage would be up anyway, you will then have full equity in the house. That is the deal." I looked at the two of them. They looked at each other, then looked down. I remained outwardly stoic, but I knew I had them. They were about to do something they knew to be abhorrent. They were about to sell their young daughter to me as a sex slave. They both looked up at me, and said "yes." Continued! Let me know what you think! https://secure.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=WIGJPPFQFUVFNLZTKHFE