[Fiction] Rent Free (R-18)

[interesting]

It wasn't like Tina to do anything like this. Ever. True, she had never been close to her mom, at least, not until recently, when things had started to change. But then again, she had never faced such a desperate moment in her existence. Taking the money was a simple thing to do, really. Facing her mother later, not letting her know that she had taken it - that would be the challenge.

But Tina had every intention of paying it back. Truthfully, as soon as she had walked out, she had decided that, as soon as she could, she would put the money back discreetly. Except that she had no idea how long that would take.

Sitting on the edge of the outside stairs, pondering her misdeed, it suddenly dawned on Tina that, perhaps, she wasn't as desperate or isolated as she thought. Perhaps it was the realization that she couldn't keep stealing money from her mother, but she realized that she knew other sources of income. Given her predicament, it was obvious she couldn't be choosy. And while she wasn't popular at school, she wasn't actively disliked or hated by anyone. And she wasn't blind either. She knew which students had money - and which didn't.

It was Friday evening. She was certain that something was happening somewhere. It was just a matter of finding out where.

It didn't take her long to actually find out. She walked about, knowing around what area some of the bums from her class hung out. She spotted Clyve, a young black who fancied himself a tough guy, even though he had no real gang affiliations and just played the part, hanging around a skate park. He wasn't alone and Tina didn't know any of his mates, but it didn't matter. Clyve was knowledgeable in what transpired around school.

Of course, Clyve was extremely surprised to see Tina walk up to him, but he downplayed it. Some of his mates called him out as they spotted her.

"Who da broad?"
"Some chick from schoolz... wassup Tina?"

Tina gave him a big smile. She was sporting dark pants with sensible shoes, a tank top and an open jacket. The people gave her a look over as she steadied herself, a hand on her hip.

"Clyve. Hey."
"Hey, y'rself. Wassup? Wadda ya wa'?"
"I'm looking for the Rat Pack."

Tommy. Peter. Kyle. The Rat Pack as they called themselves, in honor of the original gang. Kids with money. Kids with their parent's money. Clyve knew them well, even though he didn't really hang out with them.

"Wacha wanna do that for?" he asked.
"Because I gotta hook up with 'em. For a party."
"Oh! Party guys, they are, yep..."
"So?"

Tina knew Clyve could tell her where they hung out on Friday nights. But Clyve wasn't forthcoming with the information.

"If ya wanna party, ya wanna hang wit' us?" Clyve asked.
"Maybe... but I still need to know where they hang."
"What's in it for me?"

Of course, the dreaded question. But Tina wasn't in the mood for negotiating. Her mind was made up.

"What do you want?"
"Gimme your knickers."

An obvious choice, Tina thought.

"I would... but I'm not wearing any."

Her comment made the entourage blush.

"Show us your puss, then..."

Tina barely hesitated.

"I'll show you, no probz... but no touching or anything..."

She paused.

"...you gotta pay for more."
"Pay? Like... how much?"

Tina hadn't really thought about it beforehand, so she had to come up with numbers. She had no idea if the prices matched the market - or for that matter, what the market actually was for sexual favors.

"...a hand is 20, a blow is 50... uh... puss is.... 150..."
"Anal?" asked one of the guys.
"oh... uh..."

Tina had never tried using her backdoor for sex, not even in private, so she had no idea. She imagined it wouldn't be good the first time.

"500."
"Damn..." the man sounded disappointed.
"How much ya gots on ya?" one of the gang asked around.

There were six of them and, perusing their immediate finances, they were able to gather 210 dollars. Enough for a handjob for everyone, but that was it. They argued a little bit, which Tina actually found amusing, until they actually reached some sort of an agreement.

"What if ya don' touch us?" asked Clyve.
"Don't touch you?"
"Yeah... we uh... jerk off on you..."
"Oh!... I don't touch you... uh... ten bucks?"

Suddenly, the gang's plan came together. Clyve pushed one of them upwards, a man as young as him, black, baby face with dreads laced with blue wool.

"This here is Shassei. We wants ya to devirginize him."
"He's a virgin?" Tina asked.
"Not for much longer!" one of them said, and they all laughed.

"So that's 150 for him," Clyve started counting, "that means 60 bucks left for the rest of us..."
"We really gonna do that?" one of them asked.
"What? Why? Ya chicken?"

The others started to make clucking noises, silencing his resistance.

I can do this, Tina thought to herself. Two hundred and ten bucks. Add that to the four hundred she already had. It was just basic economics.

"All right... but you pay up front... and you tell me up front where the Rat Pack hangs out."
"Done deal."

Money changed hands.

"Rat Pack hangs out at Tommy's crib usually. It's on Vermont Boulevard. Can't miss it."
"All right..."

It was time to do the deed. Although it felt unusual to Tina to place herself in this position, it didn't feel awkward or dangerous. It was all a matter of how she saw it, what perspective she took. It wasn't really that bad, thinking about it. Besides, everyone was willing... so where was the harm?

The group moved to the side of the park, to a forested area. It didn't seem like they would be going indoors. It was happening right here - right now.

[jklivin]

Great update Tina is about to become a busy beaver

[babytbdlgirl]

My slit is dripping just thinking about what'll happen...

[interesting]

It wasn't turning out exactly like Tina had planned, but that wasn't so bad. The young man was taking his pound of flesh from her, his dick buried deep in her cunt as she panted from the exercise. He was young, athletic and it felt like he could go all evening. Tina was on her back, her pants off, her jacket open, her tank top pulled up to reveal her exposed breasts. There were five other men around her, all with their wangs sticking out from their jeans. Two were holding her legs apart for the benefit of their friend, Shassei, who was still going strong. Virgin or not, he was doing quite a number on Tina, hitting all the right spots to really make her explode. The others were huddled around, blocking the view from the outside, jerking off to the scene, their dicks aimed at Tina's belly or breasts for when they would be ready to discharge.

"Better than porn..." one of them said.

In that instance, Tina had to agree. She was revelling in the experience, still feeling in control despite the huddled mass around her. She had, at first, showed them all her pussy, but that had lasted only a few seconds as they had 'helped' her slip out of her underwear. No other form of stimulation had been given on their part before Shassei had gone in for the kill - thankfully, Tina had needed none.

"Goddamn this is good," Shassei mumbled.
"Better than jerking off, hey?" Clyve asked him.
"Ain't no compare."
"Just don't come in me," Tina managed to spit out while being fucked.

The first boy was done, and his shot splurted all across Tina's belly. It didn't take much more for two others to be done upon seeing the sight, and more spunk covered Tina's exposed flesh, most of it landing on her breasts and sliding into the crevice between them. The coolness of their seed was only slightly cooler than the ambiant air.

"Ah shit!" one of them said, disappointed. "I'm done already."
"Just keep watch..." Clyve told him.

After all, they were fucking in a public place, isolated or not. Clyve didn't want any trouble with the law or other gangs.

"Are you enjoying this?" Clyve asked her.
"...fuck yes..."
"You're not moaning a lot..."
"I'm... holding it in... fuck... don't want to draw attention..."
"Is he good?"

He pointed to Shassei. Tina nodded in the affirmative: she really was enjoying the scene and her partner, and she was somewhat disappointed that she couldn't give him a full performance.

"Pump that slut!" one of the boys who was still jerking off said, moments before he too reached the inevitable end.

Clyve had been pacing himself, but he felt ready to blow his load. He moved closer to Tina's face before she could realize it, and blasted her cheeks with his spunk, hitting her upper lip and nose at the same time, laughing as he came onto her face. Tina was shocked - but not surprised. Meanwhile, Shassei was still going strong.

"Dammit man," one of them asked him, "how long you gonna take?"
"Not... much more," he whimpered.
"Not in me!" Tina repeated.

But it was too late for Shassei, as his shaft fired its first delivery into the pussy he was drilling. He pulled out for subsequent spurts, covering the outside of Tina's genitalia, and then he was done.

"Sorry," he blurted out.
"...I hope I don't go preggo..." Tina mused, somewhat frustrated despite the pleasure.

There wasn't that big of a chance, given her time of the month, but it still bothered her.

The boys quickly covered themselves up and allowed Tina to do the same, cleaning herself up at the same time.

"You gonna make this a habit, Tina?" Clyve asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"Cause I'm gonna start carrying more money."

Tina blushed. She was amazed at how easily she had accepted the transition from wanting sex to getting paid for it. It all seemed so easy.

Then again, with what she had in mind for the Rat Pack, a stint like this was nothing more than a walk (a fuck) in the park.

[jklivin]

If this was just a walk in the park then the rat pack members are in for a hell of a great time.

[18_sub_TS]

When will we see what happens next

[interesting]

Tommy Piccolo. Peter Lamont. Kyle Sangster. The Rat Pack. They were the best of friends, united by wealth and status. The only reason they went to public school was because their parents thought it would build character. Tina barely knew them, but she knew of them, and their reputation preceded them. Tommy was the wealthiest of the three, that is, his parents had the most money. Their mansion, several acres across, hosted two residences: The main house and the visitors suite. It was a well known fact that Tommy had the run of the visitor's house, and there were stories of parties held at that place which could put to shame college kids (considering most of the attendees were teenagers between 15 and 17).

It was Friday night. There was bound to be something happening. it was what Tina was hoping for. She had been invited once, but had declined, not because she didn't want to go, but because she had no money. She was carrying six hundred and ten dollars. She didn't feel so poor anymore.

Today, though, she had another reason for being there. Something she had heard a schoolmate, not so long ago in fact. She was hoping the rumor was true. Even if it wasn't, she was hoping it would work. Given what she had just agreed to do in the park with the other gang, she really didn't foresee any difficulties in carrying out this next portion of her idea.

Of course, it meant going to a place where she wasn't exactly invited.

Getting there, she spotted the many vehicles in the driveway. She had arrived on foot. It was a little past nine, and therefore still early. Tina walked up to the house. She recognized one or two faces from school, but most were unfamiliar. She walked past everyone and headed straight for the door. It was slightly ajar so she just pushed it open.

"Hello?" she called out.

Someone almost instantly appeared in the corridor, and she recognized him. Tommy. Tall, athletic, handsome, rich. He ran a hand through his black hair.

"Tina?"
"Hello Tommy..."
"Waddefuck are you doing here?"

The question hung in mid-air. Tina could have played it cool, but she had decided to go all in from the first pitch.

"I'm here to... be your slave."

Tommy was shocked, but then his eyes illuminated as he understood what she meant.

"Well then," he replied, "come on in, Tina... let's talk."

She followed him inside, and he shut the door behind her.

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"You do understand what you're offering, right?" Tommy asked Tina, once they were seated in his living room.
"I do... I heard stories and..."
"...and?"
"And it seemed like it would be... fun."

Tommy laughed. He had never expected the shy little Tina to turn up, let alone offer herself.

"Why are you doing this?"

Should she lie?

"Okay, here's the deal," she blurted out. "I owe money to some people and I need cash. I'll do anything for cash... Pam Brown told me you had her do all sorts of stuff and you paid her for it, and I need cash, bad, and quickly..."

Tommy actually seemed sympathetic to her plight.

"How much?"
"... four thousand?"
"Holy crap!"

Just because he had money to spare didn't mean that Tommy wouldn't be surprised. He suspected it was about drugs. Tommy had always kept himself square with his own pusher, but he knew the kind of trouble one could get into if they didn't pay. Tina insisted.

"Tommy, I'll do anything. Clean your house. Do your homework. Let you fuck me anyway you want."
"Look, Tina, I don't have that kind of money on me... and I can't just borrow money from my dad. I have an allowance."
"I need it... maybe you can ask the rest of your friends."
"You mean Peter and Kyle?"
"Yeah."

It was true that if the three guys pooled their allowances together, then they might have enough.

"So you'd be a slave to all three of us?"
"Yeah."
"For how long..."
"I... don't know. How long do I have to be a slave for to get that amount of money?"
"At least a month," he answered. "You'll do anything we ask?"
"Anything that's not illegal..." she replied.

It made sense. It was similar to the arrangement they'd made with Pam Brown about five weeks ago,when she was strapped for cash. But that was only for one night.

"How the fuck are we gonna manage that?" he asked her.
"I don't know... look, if I don't give my guy the money for next Friday... he's gonna do things to me that... I don't wanna have done."

Despite his abundance of wealth and his care-free attitude, Tommy wasn't a bad guy. He certainly didn't want anything bad to happen to anyone, least of all getting stabbed or beat up, or worse. The fact that Tina was being so open about her plight was actually refreshing. She wasn't trying to bullshit him out of his money, and she was willing to work for it.

"Tell you what, Tina..." he started to say, "you hang around. I'll check in with the others and... we'll see what we can mange."
"Thank you... I'm sorry to drop in on you like this."

Tommy smiled, undressing her with his eyes.

"Well, I'm thinking everyone can profit from this."

She understood exactly what he meant by those words and, again, she was surprised they didn't affect her more.

[Fantage]

Awesome really cool that Tina is going to be a slave.

[interesting]

"Well, why should we pay her?" Peter Lamont asked his friends.

The three members of the Rat Pack were chatting about Tina's offer. While Tommy seemed inclined to help, and Kyle had no qualms about it, as long as she provided the service she was offering, Peter wasn't too thrilled.

"Well," Kyle asked him, "what were you gonna spend that money on? Hookers and booze?"
"Shut up!" Peter chided him.

Tommy tried to get the conversation back on track.

"Listen, Tina's a good girl... she's cute and she's offering herself up. It's not like this could come back to bite us!"
"Well, what would you have her do?" Peter continued on his rant. "Fucking Pam was fun and all, but it only lasted a night. I don't want to commit to a whole month of getting her to blow me just because..."
"Well, you don't have to," Kyle replied.
"Seriously though, what are we gonna ask her to do for a full month?"
"Look," Peter insisted, "she needs four thousand and we can certainly afford it."
"And you believe her sob story?" Peter asked, skeptical.
"Well, maybe I do. But so what. She's here, she's hot, she's willing."
"All right..." Peter said, "but I want a freebie."
"A what?"
"You know, she does something for free. Shows off her good faith. I'll throw in a thousand."
"I can go fifteen hundred," Kyle said. "And I like the idea of a freebie."
"Ok. I'll front the rest. And we get her to do something for us before we hand her the money..."
"Hang on," Peter continued. "What if we give her the money and she runs off?"

The question remained in the air. Kyle answered.

"I guess... we'll need some leverage."
"Like what?" Peter asked.
"Just come with me."

They walked back to the living room, where Tina was waiting patiently. She looked up and saw the three boys get closer, their gazes fixated on her curves. It was Kyle who spoke up.

"So, we all agreed to help you..."
"Thank you!"
"...on two conditions."
"Name them!"

Tina could not afford to say no, even if a part of her was afraid of what they might ask. She was more afraid of Samson.

"First, you do us a freebie?"
"What do you mean?"
"He means," Peter cut in, "that as a show of faith, you do something for us before we pay you."
"Ok. I can do that."
"And second..."
"Second," Kyle took the stage again, "we want to make sure that you'll... service us for at least a month."
"I will!"
"Well, your word is all fine and good but, as my dad says, you always need insurance."

The word lingered in the air.

"What kind of insurance?" Tina inquired.
"The kind where we make sure you comply once we give you the money."

His words seemed threatening and they made Tina cringe. Tommy, the kinder of the three, chimed in.

"Nothing serious, you know. We, uh, take something from you that you really care for and... we only give it back once the month is done."
"Okay..."
"Or," Kyle continued, "we take naked pictures of you and, if you misbehave, those pictures end up on the internet..."

It was like they were offering her a choice. Tina scratched her head, sighing at the prospect. Just because she was willing to do almost anything didn't mean she coudln't think about it, or even be a little anxious. Still, it seemed like a fair deal, given her predicament.

"I suppose, I accept."
"Do you?" Peter insisted.
"Yes. Both conditions. I really need the money..."
"Awesome..."
"So do we take pictures or something from you?" Tommy asked her.
"I guess... you can take the pictures."
"Oh! We will."

Kyle's tone was full of innuendo. Tina had just agreed to the deal. She would get her money today, it seemed, and all it required was for her to play along with their game, provide them first with a freebie, whatever that meant, and then to agree to follow up with them for a month as their slave. The details could be sorted out later. The boys were obviously eager to get the ball rolling.

It dawned on Tina that there were guests in the yard outside, and possibly a few more in the house. If it all started now, what did that mean for the evening? She looked at the three boys and she immediately understood that the night was going to be quite involved.

[jklivin]

Looks like she's got herself in pretty deep looking forward to the month ahead, great story

[IceMaiden]

Really enjoying this

[interesting]

The Rat Pack had pictures. And then some. Tina had upholded her end of the bargain without hesitation. All three members of the rich gang were now fully convinced of her dedication, and had not hesitated to put her to work on the spot.

Peter Lamont had been the most reticent of the three, so it was decided she would convince him first. At first, he simply asked her to strip. She moved to the back of the living room and did so, somewhat seductively, getting down to her underwear. A first snapshot had been taken by Kyle. Then, Peter had pulled his penis out of his pants and asked her to put it in her mouth. They had then taken a selfie of her face with the manhood in her mouth. Impressed but not fully satisfied, Peter had somewhat force fucked her mouth for a minute. She had indulged him, gagging on it the entire time.

Peter had tucked it back in after that, and had ordered her to strip fully. More pictures had been taken, including a few of Tina playing with herself. She had complied with every request, however lewd it might be.

"I'm convinced," Peter had finally said.
"Excellent!" Tommy had replied, pleased.

But Kyle Sangster had insisted on another proof of her dedication.

"Are you on the pill?" he asked her.
"No. Can't afford it," she had replied.

Despite seeming disappointed, Kyle had taken it in stride and retrieved a condom from his pockets. He had handed the camera to Peter.

"Take video while I fuck her. Make sure my face isn't in the shot."
"Okay."

And he had set her up facing forward, towards the camera, as he had mounted her from behind, pulling on her arms to raise her torso for the film as he pounded into her pussy with reckless care. Tina had moaned and gasped for the camera as much as for her partner's pleasure.

"Sweet fuck, what a tight hole," Kyle mused.

He didn't pull out. He continued until he fired it all into the condom, groaning from his own pleasure as Tina enjoyed being on the receiving end. Only after recovering from it had Kyle fully agreed to what came next.

Tina had then offered to service Tommy, but he had declined.

"I have a girlfriend," he had said."
"Yeah, she's got him by the balls," Peter had laughed.

Peter didn't seem eager to finish what they had started earlier so, with the contract fully materialized, the three boys had coughed up the money. She had given it back to Tommy, asking him to hold onto it until the end of the evening. She clearly expected to earn her keep, and that made the boys smile.

"What will you have me do?"
"Well," Peter had intervened," if it's money you want, I say we have an auction."
"An auction?" Tommy had inquired.
"Yeah. Look, we're already giving her four thousand dollars... nothing wrong with getting our money back, some of it anyway."
"What did you have in mind?" Kyle had asked.

And Peter had explained his idea to the boys, with Tina listening in, and everyone had smiled. Perhaps Tina had smiled a little more because, utlimately, she would be on the receiving end of a very unique experience. One that she might find wholly enjoyable, if she really indulged.

[Fantage]

Please, make another part!I bet they will make Tina be fucked by people that will pay the gang.

[interesting]

It wasn't like any auction Tina had ever seen in the movies. It had been held inside the side house, in the main living room, and all of the party guests had attended, drink in hand. Since this was Tommy's home, he had made the sales pitch. And it had worked. Money had changed hands. And apparently, it wasn't an issue of her going to the highest bidder. It was more like she was going to every bidder, in the order of the amount they had paid.

Kyle had personnally vouched for the quality of her pussy, which had made most everyone laugh, and Peter had hinted at the warmth of her mouth. The attending guests were of Tina's age and above, and half of them were there with their partners although, apparently, that didn't stop them from bidding.

To everyone's surprise, the top bid had gone to a girl, 750$. Her requirements for her investment had been quite specific. It had led Tina to her first lesbian experience (except perhaps what had happened with her mom the night before). However, what had really thrown Tina for a loop had been the very public nature of what she had done. First, the girl - whose name completely escaped Tina - had forced her to go down on her, munching at a fully shaved pussy while most of the attendees looked on. She had provided a strong orgasm, at least as far at it showed. But that was just the onset. Tina had then been stripped down to nothing but her bra, and the lady had put on a thin strap-on (while the crowd cheered on) and had proceeded to ram Tina's cunt, forcing her to cum in front of everyone. And then, after inquiring about certain details, the girls had smothered the strap-on with lubricant and, slowly but fully, inserted it into Tina's virgin ass. Once again, the crowd had been very pleased at the spectacle, and Tina had discovered a new unexpected way to find pleasure.

The entire ordeal, lasting over three quarters of an hour, had left her drained.

Except that it hadn't ended there. At least ten other bids had been entered, so Tina was given some fruit juice mixed with energy drinks, and the next bidder had come up. For five hundred dollars, he wanted her ass, and he wanted to do it without a condom. He pleaded his case until she caved in; he sat on his butt at the edge of the table, his cock reaching for the sky, and everyone had watched him slide it into the girl's asshole as he lowered her onto him. Midway through his performance, he had torn off her bra to fully expose her, and he had eventually filled her up with his full release while she moaned and grunted from the violence on her backside.

Afterwards, somewhat concerned about the impact of all this on Tina, Tommy had called a time off. One of their friends, who was actually older, a nurse-in-training, checked up on Tina, but she seemed to be recovering. The break was merely twenty minutes, and then the bidders resumed their activities on their investment.

For the next few hours, Tina had entertained thirteen partners. Her pussy was fucked again eight times, and all participants wore condoms. Two of these guys finished in her mouth, four on her chest. There were women too. Tina ended up playing with five pussies, using her mouth or tongue, or her fingers, or even her full clenched fist on one. She had also been given in that department as good as she had. Among her partners were three couples who had indulged in her company (four if you counted the two girls who had gone at the same time on her). Even Tommy and his girlfriend, Jayna, had joined in on the fun. And most of it had been done in the living room, in full view. Only a few had requested the privacy of a side room (close enough that everyone could hear even if they could not see).

Tina was, after all of that, in no shape to simply go back home. Jayna, the girlfriend in question, had taken her up to the bathroom, had cleaned her up and then helped her get into a taxi, which had taken her back home.

When Tina's head hit the pillow she shared with her mother, sleep came immediately. Both mother and daughter huddled together, subconsciously, both recovering from their respective encounters. Kisses on the mouth were absently exchanged as arms wrapped around bodies, and sleep allowed the experiences to be absorbed, perhaps in order to prepare the two for what was coming next...