My Young Slut

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My second daughter was one of the hardest to break in. She was stubborn little slut that needed to be trained. I tried beating her, starving her, torturing her, and letting men play out their brutal rape fantasies on her. Nothing made her submit so I tried a gentler approach. After school I instructed all of her brothers and sisters to go to a neighbor’s house and give us alone time. When she walked in all of her favorite goodies and dishes were around. Being so young she instantly ran to the table until I grabbed her black ass by the hair and stopped her. Now, knowing she did not deserve to just indulge in the sweet treats and yummy dishes she had to sit down and talk with mommy first. I poured her some “juice” and spoke to her about her responsibilities as a little girlie in this family. She guzzled down four cups of the sweet juice until her eyed got heavy. “Mommy, I think I had too much juice” she slurred. She was feeling the effects of the vodka I slipped in her drink. Now that she was feeling nice and drunk I brought in a friend from the club to rub her smooth chocolate legs. She began to resist when I brought up all the delicious snacks she wanted. I asked why she always fought me so hard when I needed her cunnie to make money. The answer she gave made my guest’s cock stand straight up. She said, “I wanna mommy but not for nothing”. My baby has been a whore ready to be used all along! She just needed to see what her pussy could get her. I couldn’t believe it! I was so overcome with pride in my offspring. I told her to look around. Everything on that table was only there because her brothers and sisters used their hot bodies to raise the money. He eyes widened with surprise. She opened her legs wider and opened pussy to be used. I walked away in confidence that she knew exactly what to do. All I heard was the sucking, slurping, and moaning of a drunk and horny preteen for the next 3 hours. My other brats walked in on their cum filled sister passed out in a drunken stupor. Ha! Who would’ve thought all she needed was a drink?

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