Author: DrMom - sonofkr@yahoo.com
Title: Karen is Willing - Part 1
Keywords: FF MF anal rape viol caution snuff
Summary: Karen, a mother of two, finds herself in dire straights and turns
to an old friend who is now a madame for the DC elite. 

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When Karen found herself short on money after 
losing her husband she grew desperate. She called 
an old friend who she had gone to college with 
who was now a madame who served DC's elite.

Karen arrived at Rachel's Georgetown condo with 
her children in tow because she couldn't afford a 
sitter. Tommy was 9 and was prettier than most 
girls. Kara was 8 and shockingly beautiful which 
got her attention from men from a young age. 
Rachel answered the door in a short silk robe. 
She oohed and ahhed over the two then showed them 
to her guest room which had cable and a game 
console.

Rachel offered coffee and Karen accepted then the 
two women took seats on Rachel's spacious 
penthouse deck.

"Your children are lovely," Rachel said and Karen 
felt pride.

"Thank you," Karen said, "They're all I have 
left."

"I'm so sorry to hear about your husband," Rachel 
said as the two of the drank coffee on her deck 
overlooking Georgetown.

"It's been very hard."

"I can't imagine what you've been through these 
past months. You should have come to me sooner." 
Rachel reached out and squeezed her old friend's 
hand. Karen began to cry.

"I didn't know what to do. My parents died 3 
years after Harry and I got married. When Harry 
died and left me with nothing..."

"It will be okay, Karen," Rachel stroked her 
friend's cheek, "You're still a smart beautiful 
woman and I will help however I can."

"I...I heard you might be looking 
for...uh...talent?" Karen got to the reason for 
her visit. Rachel looked shocked.

"You?"

"Is there something wrong with that?" Karen 
looked down at herself. She was a natural beauty. 
She had large perky tits (even after two 
children), long legs, a narrow waist, naturally 
wide hips.

"Karen," Rachel looked down, "What I mean is, I 
will just give you money. You don't have to work 
for me." 

Karen's pussy juiced at the thought of her friend 
writing her a check. She had always had a sexual 
response to power which is how she met a 40 year 
old investment banker while still in college. Her 
pussy couldn't have detected that he would start 
a ponzie scheme that came crashing down when the 
economy tanked or his resulting suicide afterward 
though.

"Oh...Rachel," Karen leaned forward, "You have to 
let me give you something in return."

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"How does 20 thousand sound, to start?" Rachel 
had fallen in love with Karen when they were 
friends in college but Karen had only been 
attracted to one thing back then and Rachel had 
not had any of it. But now she did better than 
most investment bankers and what she sold was 
real. She could see Karen's pulse pounding and 
knew her panties were wetter than the hot towels 
at a sushi restaurant.

"That's...so generous." Karen squeezed her thighs 
together. "I could never repay you."

"You could stay a while," Rachel leaned back and 
spread her smooth pale legs to reveal a slit as 
bald as a child's. She unbelted her robe and 
pulled it open to reveal a pair of perky tits, 
perfectly round but no bigger than a handful. "Or 
is the price too high?"

"It would be a pleasure," Karen said and slid to 
the deck to crawl over to her friend's waiting 
pussy. 

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Karen lay in bed next to her sleeping off a 
marathon lesbian fuck session. Rachel watched a 
video on her laptop.

The video was of a very well known politician 
with one of Rachel's girls. The girl had come to 
Rachel a few days before and told her they would 
both be rich as she had recorded herself giving 
the official a blowjob with her cell phone. 
Rachel assured the girl that she had done the 
right thing then told her that the next time she 
saw him, she should lay it on him and demand hush 
money.

What the girl didn't know was that Rachel already 
recorded her clients fuck sessions herself and if 
she wanted to blackmail half of congress she 
could. But that wasn't how she had gotten rich. 
She had gotten rich by selling discretion to 
powerful men. No one who dealt with Rachel had 
ever been the subject of so much as a probe or 
off color story about them. She protected the 
moral majority's leaders by giving them a safe 
place exercise all that power and money they had 
accumulated.

"I made a recording," the girl said as she took 
his surprisingly large cock from behind. The man 
slowed his fucking. He leaned down and whispered 
into her ear.

"What are you talking about?" 

"I have a video on my phone of you getting a 
blowjob and anal fingering from me," She turned 
her head and smiled at the man fucking her. "It's 
very clear."

"Are you blackmailing me?" He whispered and his 
thrusts grew more aggressive. Each stroke 
slamming his cock deep into her. "You want 
money?"

"I want 10 million dollars or I'll send it to the 
media and your wife," His thrusts grew faster as 
if she was turning him on and she began to moan. 

"I guess I had better write you a check when 
we're done." He smiled but she couldn't see the 
look on his face as he pounded her from behind, 
"Or would you like your payment now?"

"It...ohhhh...can wait!" She was getting into it, 
enjoying blackmailing the man fucking her. "Fuck 
me harder!"

"No, I think I'll give it to you now," He said 
and his hands slid around her neck. Rachel 
gasped, her pussy juicing over, "This will be the 
hardest fuck of your life."

His hands closed tight around her neck and he 
fucked her harder. She must have realized what 
was happening then because she tried to grab his 
wrists but his grip was blocking blood flow and 
made her sluggish and weak. Her arms merely 
flailed.

"You stupid cunt," He growled into her ear, "Did 
you think you had power over me? You're just a 
piece of trash, bought and sold to wrap around my 
cock."

He put all his weight on her neck, crushing her 
face into the mattress as he continued to slam 
his cock into her. His hips hitting her ass made 
the loud slapping sounds of hard fucking. He must 
have been banging against her uterus he was 
fucking her so hard but he didn't care. Her eyes 
were filled with panic and she kicked her feet. 
He pushed her body flat on the bed so she 
couldn't move.

"I'm going to tip your boss extra tonight, to 
cover her losses, and because this is making me 
so fucking hard."

"Please...don't...m sorry." She managed but his 
fists just tightened on her throat.

"Fuck you, you loser bitch," He bit her cheek 
hard and blood ran down her face, "You don't get 
to win. Ever! I win. I fuck you. I fuck my 
constituents. I fuck america."

With that he pulled out of her pussy and slammed 
his big pharma ridged cock home in her ass. Even 
with her windpipe compressed she managed a 
wheezing scream. He continued to bite her face as 
he fucked her dying body. Rachel moaned as the 
girl's bladder released. Karen stirred and 
mumbled but did not wake.

He screamed as he came and his arms bulged with a 
final burst of power. The girl was dead, her 
throat crushed. Cum was still spurting as he 
pulled his cock from her ass and let it squirt 
across her body. Her glazed staring eyes did not 
flinch when a rope of jizz landed across her 
face.

Rachel closed her laptop and slid a hand around 
Karen's neck and kissed her awake.

"I need to fuck."

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******The author does not condone violence or anything illegal
or nonconsensual. This is merely a fantasy exploring taboos. *******
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