Chapter 9

When they got back to the estate, no one went to sleep, even though it was close to three in the morning. Lisa gathered all the boys in the classroom. She was alone with them once more. She perfectly concealed the pain that was racking her lovely body. To the boys, who stared at her in wonder and awe and respect, she was their Lisa, their protector.

"I think we ought to talk about what happened tonight," Lisa said.

"How did you spring us?" Jose asked. "That's a very long story and it's very late."

"Tell us, Lisa!" Amos said.

"I got you out. It took a lot of patience and trying, but luckily, I got you all free. There'll be no mention of anything that happened in the papers. It'll be hushed up. I took care of everything and I didn't buy the judge with a penny of money. Money, boys, can't buy everything, even though it makes life a whole lot easier."

"Amen," Juan laughed.

"I hope you boys learned something from tonight. Now listen to me. It was a frame up. We all know that. That's the way it is when you're an underdog. They've got to pick on someone and you guys were it, unfortunately. Everyone in this world luckily isn't the way the people in that town are."

She paused. The boys listened quietly.

"Now," she continued. "I'm proud that you didn't resort to violence, start the trouble. I understand that you had to defend yourselves, that's okay. You're men. That's your right as men.

"Now, gentlemen. You've seen bigotry and hatred in action again. Not in the slums. In what is considered a typical American town. There's a lot of hatred in this world. A lot of frustrated, small people who have to take it out on others. The only way to beat them is with education, believe me."

"If you boys can learn from any oppressed people - and you're oppressed people - you were - but when you leave here you won't be any more - if you can learn from any oppressed people, you can learn from the Jewish people."

"How come, Lisa?"

"I'm going to see that you gentlemen get to read the history of the Jewish race. Never was a people so oppressed. Much worse and for a much longer time than the Negroes and Puerto Ricans and Mexicans - you name them - they were oppressed for centuries. But they pulled themselves up. With education. They used their minds. They had nothing. They fought to learn and as they learned, educated themselves, with no help from anyone, they pulled themselves up by their own bootstraps. You gentlemen are much more fortunate than they were. You're getting a chance for an education here, a once-in-a-lifetime chance. Use it. Don't throw it away. If you do, you'll end up back in the grubby streets again."

"If that's what you want, that's what you'll get. It's not going to be easy. You know what you're all up against. But I know - I know and believe that you can all make it."

"Now, gentlemen, let's all go to sleep. It's been a rough night for all of us. Think. Think. That's what you have to do. Think. Learn. Read. Study. You can all do it!"

The boys seemed to swell with pride again. They were smiling and walking tall when they filed out of the room. They whispered their thanks to Lisa. When they had all filed out she took a deep breath and nearly collapsed.

Slowly, she went up to her room. Her brother was waiting for her. She collapsed on the bed and then all her reserve brumbled. She began to cry, sob.

Fred held his sister close, comforting her.

"Don't cry, Lisa. It's all over."

"I have to cry. I've been through sooo much. I have to cry."

He rocked Lisa in his arms as she cried herself out. Then he wiped her red, swollen eyes. She took the handkerchief and blew her nose, laughing nervously, self-consciously.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Fred - "

"You have no need to apologize."

"But I'm acting like a baby, crying this way. I'm so ashamed."

"You feel better, don't you, Lisa?"

"Yes," she sniffed. "Oh, Fred, I ache all over."

"What happened? Did Judge Crawford hurt you?"

"It was pretty rough, but it was just as much my fault as it was his."

"Tell me what happened. You were at his place a long time, weren't you?"

"Yes. Too long. We made a bargain. I gave myself to him for the boys' freedom."

"You didn't!"

"I did. He's a pervert. He slapped me on my breasts, he - "

"The bastard! I'll - "

"He slapped my breasts with his hands. It hurt sooo much and then he beat my breasts sadistically with his cock - "

"He did what?!"

"He had a huge cock - hard - a stud - he whipped it back and forth over my breasts, flogging them - "

"I'll kill him!"

"He whipped me on the behind with a leather strap. It's all welted. He screwed me. Made me blow him. Then he took me in the behind - he didn't even care that it was aching with welts - "

"How could you let that happen? He's so small and old. You could have beaten him up - "

"I know. I made a deal with him and before I knew it, he was beating me. Once he started, I couldn't seem to find the strength to resist him. He handled me as if I was a useless rag doll."

"God! How awful for you, Lisa and you let it happen just for those damn hoodlums of yours."

"Don't call them that!" she said hotly. She wanted sympathy. But she didn't want anyone to say anything bad about her boys.

"Well - That old bastard!"

"And - he put his big, black dog on me after he slapped and whipped me and had me front and back and made me eat him - "

"His dog? What are you talking about?"

"He's a pervert. He has this big, black dog called Sawbones. I was lying on the floor naked. I had fainted. I was so weak and the next thing I knew he brought this dog in and the dog began licking all over me - He even licked over my pussy and - "

"The dog didn't - ?"

"I was trying to get away from the dog. I was so weak and tired and I hurt all over. The judge came over and held me down while the dog licked over me, going for my pussy. His penis was sliding out. It was awful."

"But the dog didn't - ?"

"He was licking my pussy with his big, wet, rough tongue. I pulled myself together and twisted away and up, got the judge's arm in a back twist. I made him make the dog go outside. Then I let him go. Then the old judge nearly had a heart attack - "

"What?"

"He looked awful. I guess beating me, whipping me, laying me - I guess it was all too much for him. He got pasty-white and gasped - I got him his pills and he lay there and then he was all right. I got him to call the police chief and release the boys. As rotten as he was he admitted he went too far by bringing the dog in - he admitted he lost his perverted head. He kept his end of the bargain in the end."

"I'll kill the old bastard!"

"No. Let sleeping dogs lie. Forget it. What's done is done. The important thing is the boys are free and there'll be no scandal. The judge is hushing the whole thing up."

"I'll see a lawyer. We'll sue him for malicious assault on you, well - "

"We'll do nothing. We're going to forget it, Fred."

"But, Lisa - "

"No buts, Fred. Oh, darling, I ache all over. Will you help me undress, please? Be gentle."

"Yes, honey."

Slowly, bit by gentle bit, Fred stripped away his sister's clothes and then she was naked.

"Lisa! God, what he did to you! Your behind's a mass of ugly red welts! And your breasts are all red - "

"I hurt, Fred."

"I'll get some of that special salve that Dad used to use. It'll soothe your body, Lisa, honey."

"You're so good to me," she smiled weakly, feeling dependent on him.

She lay there on her side, naked, her eyes staring unseeing into space, the low light in her bedroom casting a rosy glow on her voluptuous body, now marred by welts and bruises. After a few moments Fred returned with a big, yellow jar. He hopped onto the bed and unscrewed the cap. He dipped his fingers into the scented white cream.

"Here, let me rub this gently into your body, Lisa. It's good stuff. It'll make you feel better."

"You'd better take your suit off first, darling. You'll get it all over you."

"Oh, okay."

He rubbed some of the cream onto her shoulders and then took off his suit. He stripped down to his shorts. Then he bent over his naked sister and gently, slowly, massaged the healing cream into her stinging flesh.

"Am I being too rough, Lisa?"

"No. It feels good."

He rubbed it over her body. He saved her buttocks and breasts for last. Then he rubbed it tenderly into her juicy buttocks, working the cream touchingly over the flaming welts, cursing the judge as he did. He massaged it caressingly over her jutting breasts. Her nipples sprang to life as his hands caressingly fondled her tits as they applied the thick cream.

"Ummm, that feels heavenly," she purred as his hands worked the cream into her breasts, brushing over the excited, springing nipple buds.

"God, Lisa, you have a fabulous body. I hate him for hurting it, hurting you. I hate him for touching you, for forcing you to give yourself to his perverted whims. I hate anyone to touch you, to have you, but me."

"Fred, you're so sweet and loving," she crooned. Then she grinned. "Fred, I'm surprised at you. You're supposed to be healing my wounds."

"I can't help it," he smiled.

"But look at the big hard-on you've got! My, my," she giggled. "It's sticking out in front of your undershorts like a giant tent pole."

"I'm always hardup for you. You know that."

"And I love it. It's very flattering."

"But I shouldn't be thinking about such things now. You're tired and hurt - "

"But always game," she laughed.

"You mean - ?"

"You know how oversexed I am, Fred, darling," she purred. "Even though my body's battered, it's not bowed. I'm always hot to trot and seeing your big, hard, glorious boner sticking out that way stirs me up something terrific!"

She reached out her expert, slim hand, slipped it casually into the flap in the front of his shorts and hoisted his huge, swollen cock out, exposing it to her eager, hungry eyes. She just couldn't get enough cock.

"Lisa - Not in your condition - "

"I'm exhausted. I hurt all over - the cream's helping, though. But, darling brother, your beautiful prick gets me all steamed up. I'm cock-crazy. I admit it. You know it. Why fight it?" she smiled wickedly; her fingers curled caressingly around his big, arching cock. "There's nothing that can make a girl feel better quick when she's low like a big, stiff prick," she laughed.

"You're unbelievable - "

"Don't you like the way I am?" she teased, as she moved the gripping circle of her fingers up and down on his cock.

"You know I love it," he smiled, enjoying the familiar play of her fingers on his cock.

"Take off your shorts, darling."

All at once Lisa forgot the pain that racked her body; she forgot her fatigue; she was once again a lusting creature whose being seemed to be centered exclusively on sex.

Fred pulled off his shorts and sat on his knees on the bed, his huge, naked cock arching, his swollen balls swaying. Lisa lay nakedly on her side, her glittering eyes staring hungrily at her brother's boner as she licked her lips in anticipation.

"Ummm, Fred, baby, you look good enough to eat."

"Are you really starved?" he grinned. He was on his knees. She lay close to him, her face just below his arching prick.

"I'm famished, darling brother and your delicious cock looks like a treat fit for a queen."

"Well, I can't deny a starving girl a meal, can I?"

"You could never be such a low-down dog." She shifted, moving her face close to his hard-on, her warm breath fanning over his aching privates, now filled with sperm.

Lisa licked her tongue wetly over his trembling inner thighs as Fred swayed above her on his knees. She swabbed her pink tongue slowly up and down, first over his inner right thigh, then the left. He groaned. She playfully began to nip at his quaking flesh with her sharp, white teeth.

"Ummm. You taste wonderful, baby," she crooned, her nose grazing against his sack of twin balls. She inhaled the musky, familiar, male scent of her brother's privates, her nostrils flaring. She loved the scent. "And you smell so delicious."

She moved her face up as she lay there on her side. Her ripe breasts touched his legs as she moved in closer. She laved her tongue slowly, lovingly, over his swaying balls, feeling the warm tickle of the hairy sack, thrilling to the familiar feel.

"That feels good," he sighed.

"Your balls look soooo nice and tempting," she purred.

Her sharp teeth began to nibble over the swollen, wrinkled flesh of his hairy sack. She trailed little loving bites over his balls, making her brother pant. She lazily teased him, enjoying herself, biting his balls and licking them with her wet, pink, dragging tongue. Then she moved up.

Her hands went to his firm buttocks, pulling his cock closer to her moist lips. She blew warm breath over his swaying cock. Then she flicked out her tongue and teased his hard rod with the quick, wet flicks of her tongue. Like a gentle snake her tongue flicked and fluttered over the length and thickness of her brother's penis. One of her hands cupped his buttocks, her slender fingers teasing along the deep crack between his cheeks. Her other hand was caressingly fondling his tingling, swollen balls.

"What a tasty treat you are," she whispered.

Her brother grunted in his passion. She lolled her tongue out and dragged it slowly from the underside base to the very tip of his huge erection. She loved the warm, hard feel of his cock under the drag of her tongue. When her tongue reached the head of his cock it paused. She saw the red knob of his cock close-up, a drop of seminal fluid was dripping from the opening of his gland. With gusto she licked it away, savoring its taste.

Lisa began to concentrate her tongue over the knob of his cock. With her expert tongue she traced slow circles over the head of his prick. Round and round her tongue slowly traced wet, thrilling circles. She fluttered her tongue over the very tip of it. She licked it and laved it. Then she began to lick her tongue slowly up and down over his stiff staff, tasting wetly and hungrily every bit of his hard, warm flesh. His cock, swaying and hard, glistened brightly from the wetness of her tongue and all the while her fingers played and toyed with his balls, fingering them, squeezing them, massaging them, caressing them. Her other hand was busy, too. It cupped and caressed his buttocks. Her fingers dragged along the deep, sensitive crack. She dipped her index finger thrillingly at his tender anus, making him jerk and groan. She smiled with lustful satisfaction to herself as she continued to lick his cock.

She brought her teeth to play, adding an extra sensation to her licking tongue. Her teeth nipped and nibbled up and down and around over his cock, making him tremble and gasp. She teased him willfully, delighting in her power over him, delighting in the oral feast she was preparing with her slowly savoring tongue and teeth and hands.

"I'm in a prime sucking mood, baby," she whispered with a wicked grin.

"Then suck away," he panted.

Her face moved over the knobby head of his swaying cock as her fingers continued to toy with his balls and jab into his asshole. Her moist red lips described a small, tight oval and sucked slowly over the very tip of his peter. Slowly she nursed over the head of his cock, as if she were a little girl delighting in an all-day sucker; to Lisa, her brother's cock was the ultimate lollipop.

Slowly, wetly, her lips sucked and nursed on the very head of his erection. Her jaws were still sore from the huge cock that Judge Crawford had stuffed into her mouth. But she didn't mind the pain. She enjoyed it.

Her lips slowly widened, the tight, wet, elastic circle of her lips made a bigger O. With a noisy, wet sucking sound her lips began slowly to gobble up more and more of his huge, long, thick, cock, inch by slow inch. Fred tottered weakly with emotion and finally lost his balance and tumbled back on his sister's bed, landing on his back. Her lips never lost his captive cock. Her body moved with his and now she was lying across him, her face hovering over his middle, her mouth slowly goggling up more and more inches of his thick cock.

She opened her mouth wider as she consumed more of his hard flesh. The wider she opened her mouth to swallow up his erection, the more her jaws hurt. Now she had half of his huge pole stuffing into her oval lips. Her lips moved down wetly, clingingly and now three-quarters of his cock had disappeared into her gaping mouth. Her eyes were half-lidded and there was a loving, dreamy expression on her face as she sucked to her heart's content.

"Suck, honey, suck. Oh, what a wonderful cocksucker you are, Lisa. Your lips are like hot honey. Eat me."

His entire cock disappeared in the tight circle of her lips. She thought she could feel the head of his cock pressing back against her throat as it stuffed her mouth, sliding over her licking, curling tongue.

Her head began to slowly bob. Her lips dragged up, all the way up, then surged down clingingly again, her tongue working, flogging his wet flesh, her teeth scraping. She loved sucking cock and her brother's cock was special to Lisa. She knew every sensitive inch of it. If they lined up a hundred men and blindfolded her, she was sure she could suck all hundred cocks and still know her brother's instantly. She had been sucking on it for three-quarters of her life.

Her lips began to surge up and down. Her hair swayed over his trembling thighs. Her cheeks sunk in, hollowed, as she sucked avidly. Her eyes rolled back in her head with delight and passion.

Fred began to buck his hips wildly. His cock fucked in and out of her oval, clinging lips. She sucked as if life itself depended on it.

Lisa, as she hungered on her brother's fuckstick, had her brother by the balls and the world by the balls. She was rich and beautiful. She had a harem of boys, each with a big cock that she could sample to her heart's content, in any way she chose. She gave and she got. In getting all the fucking and sucking and eating that she hungered for, she also provided a way for the boys to rise in the world. Truly, her interest in the boys' education was secondary. Her main interest was in their cocks. She gave them pride and manhood as she fucked them and she provided an education for them, too. Lisa was not an altruist. She was getting what she wanted. Screwing. Cocksucking. Pussy eating. Lisa was not unselfish.

Fred came mightily in the hot cavern of his sister's sucking mouth. Her cheeks ballooned out as he filled her mouth with jetting, sticking sperm. Her Adam's apple danced as she greedily, hungrily, swallowed every thick gush of his come. Her lips surged hotly over his jetting prick, draining every drop from his throbbing cock as it erupted and erupted in her mouth. Her fingers squeezed his balls, as if trying to milk them of every last drop of sperm. Her other hand worked over his asshole, her long finger wiggling in and out deeply, thrilling him.

Lisa had what she wanted. It was secondary that the boys from the slums were getting an education at her expense. She had what she wanted: her harem of stiff, huge, stud's cocks.