Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... Manzini has come into a bit of a bind with the law. There was something about raising bond for a manslaughter charge, you see. So I stepped in to help the man in trouble with his problem, and bought all his markers, including yours Mr. Jackson. Unfortunately, Mr. Manzini will not be back in Atlanta to resume his business associations." Dubois explained. That last comment had a deadly connotation to it, all the Jacksons thought.

"So I now hold your loan now, Mr. Jackson, much like mortgage companies buy loans from other mortgage companies. I assure you it is all legal and above board." But somehow, Jeff doubted that statement.

"Did you nice people have a very unfortunate meeting with a group of four gentlemen tonight?" asked Dubois with a light-hearted air.

"They weren't gentlemen! All four of them raped me, you bas...Mmmmph!" screamed Sandra at the phone, before Jeff could cover her mouth to keep from pissing the man off any more.

"Oh, I'm so sorry about that, Mrs. Jackson. Sometimes my associates kind of get carried away with the assignments I give them. I assure you I didn't endorse or tell them to harm you in any way. But I did learn something very interesting about you, Kendra!" Dubois spoke, insinuating that he knew about her virginity!

"What do you want, Dubois?" yelled Jeff into his phone.

"Oh, I want to help you good folks. I'm in the business of helping people, like Mr. Manzini. I am a decent man and do not wish harm come to anyone. I just want to ...

... sit down with you kind folks and discuss a business proposition, in order to help you out of your financial problems. Can we do that?" the unknown man asked.

Suspiciously, Jeff asked, "What kind of proposition?"

"I suggest we all meet at a very public place tomorrow morning, say 10 o'clock. A place that we all can be comfortable and talk peacefully. I am afraid, Kendra, that you will have to miss a day of school tomorrow, because you are involved as well. Why don't we meet at say...the Denny's restaurant in Norcross at 10 o'clock and I will buy you good folks a nice breakfast. Will you all agree to be there," asked the new devil in Jeff's life.

Sandra was seething, thinking that buying them breakfast would make up for the four vicious rapes she suffered last night. But Jeff was able to keep her quiet.

"Yes, we'll be there at 10." Jeff confirmed. "But how will we know you?"

"Oh, you folks will know me. And I certainly know you. Look forward to our meeting!" then the phone clicked and went silent.

"I guess we don't have any choice. Do we?" asked Jeff.

"No, I don't guess we do, thanks to you!" Sandra spat at her husband.

She stood up turned out the light and crawled in the bed with Kendra who pulled up the covers over her and her mom. Jeff reached over to kiss his little girl good night, but instead, she turned over away from her dad. That really hurt Jeff but figured he deserved it.

* * * Thursday morning at 10, a large, black Rolls Royce drove up to ...