Author's Note: This story contains fiction of an adult nature. It may contain themes involving Incest, under age sex, rape, bestiality, drugs or alcohol abuse. If these subjects make you uncomfortable please exit now. The story is meant for the entertainment of adults as defined by tour local government or society, if you are below this age please exit now. The author does not condone or encourage anyone to act in real life the way the characters depicted in this story act.
I had just picked up the mail from the front door, I stood in front of the living room window sorting through the post, separating out my letter from the dozen or so addressed to my husband, at a guess nine out of ten would be rejections from job applications. James was away in Edinburgh on a three day interview and selection weekend for a Scottish company looking to expand south of the border. I noticed four boys with Millie, my daughter, Amy's best friend, Millie was eight, the oldest girl in Amy's class, Amy was only seven, and the youngest, I always thought that it was a strange friendship, the oldest girl and the youngest, but who knows how friendships work.
The four boys with Millie were all much older, the oldest that I recognised was Robert Kinch, he was about thirteen but looked like an adult, he had already taken over the harvesting of the eighty acre field belonging to his father, that ran Along the right hand side of my house and around the back, I had watched in amazement as he lifted full straw bales on to the back of his father's trailer all by himself. My attention was drawn to the group of children, mainly because they were standing at the end of my drive and because Robert was pulling and pushing Millie, it looked like he was trying to get her to do something that she really wasn't willing to do.
Millie started down my drive, the boys stepped to the left so that they were out of sight behind the hedge that ran round the property, I watched as Millie stopped short of the front door, then Robert's head appeared around the hedge and he told her to get on with it. Millie knocked the door, then looked over her shoulder, I could just see two heads now watching what Millie was doing.
I opened the door, Millie almost jumped out of her skin, "Oh, hello Mrs Cook, can Amy come with me to my house to play please?" Now I was really suspicious, I was sure that Millie's mother would never allow four boys to play with Millie in her house but the question was mute anyway. "I'm sorry Millie dear, Amy argued with her father this morning and he's grounded her for the rest of the day!" Millie's face changed from a sweet smile to a worried look, she looked over her shoulder towards where the boys were hiding, then she turned back to me, "Would you like to come in and play with Amy Millie?" I could see that Millie was mulling my offer over in her mind, then "No thank you Mrs Cook, I'd better be getting back!"
Millie walked slowly along the drive, I left the door open slightly and watched through the crack, I heard Robert asking where Amy was and Millie's explanation, "You're making me look bad in front of my friends, I only invited them to come because you said you could get Amy, now you'll have to look after all of us!" I was surprised to see the group of kids cross the front of my house, I lived in the last house in the lane and to the right of me was just Robert's father's eighty acre field, that and the wood that separated our village from the dual carriage way and the rest of the world. I watched as the group walked to the gate and entered the field, I ran through the house and out into the back garden.
There was a passage through the seemingly impenetrable hedge between my house and the eighty acre field, the passage was made so that grass clippings could be deposited under the hedge on the field side of the boundary, now I was using it to see where the kids were going. Robert stopped about fifty yards into the field boundary with the wood, opposite my house, he stood for a few moments, then after looking all around he slipped through a gap in the hedgerow almost directly opposite where I was standing. Robert pulled Millie through the gap in the hedge, she looked a little reluctant but she followed him. The other three boys all looked all around then followed through and into the woods.
I had walked every path in those woods and I had never found one that came out into the eighty acre field, I was both worried and curious about what the kids were up to, especially as Millie had intended Amy to be a part of it all. I ran on tip-toes across the field, silly I know, the field had been ploughed after harvest and had been harrowed in the past few days so there was no chance that I could have made a sound as I crossed the field.
I found the gap in the bushes, much like my own gap on the other side of the field, the opening was impossible to see from more than a foot away. I stepped into the gap, there was a short tunnel cut through the trees and bushes, then there was an opening, a den, inside the trees, there was no other way out of the den, there were three hay bales on the floor and a roof of black plastic made from the PVC that was usually used to bale up grass for winter fodder.
Robert was busily occupied with stripping Millie naked as the other three boys stood watching, Robert didn't stripped off, he just opened his zipper and forced Millie on to her knees, she was about to bend forward and take his, rather large for a thirteen year old boy, cock in her mouth when he stopped her. Robert turned so that the three boys could clearly see what Millie was about to do for him.
I watched, fascinated, as Millie sucked Robert to a climax, fascinated because Roberts cock was so large and Millie's mouth so small, and fascinated because I had never seen the act being performed, my husband and I didn't engage in that kind of thing, to be perfectly honest, we didn't actually like sex, James did give me three babies and he would love to give me three or six more but the actual act, we both avoided as much as possible.
Robert made Millie open her mouth and show the others that it was full of his semen, then he held her mouth closed and pinched her nose, forcing her to swallow the lot. Then he asked which of the boys were willing to pay him a pound to have her do it to them too, Robert collected three pounds and Millie collected three mouthfuls of cum.
I realised that the boys would lose interest in a naked girl as soon as they had empty balls and were likely to be exiting the den at any moment, I ran, again on tip-toes, not to my own garden but towards the gate out onto the road as that was far closer, about half way to the gate I had an inspiration, I stopped and turned quickly, I grabbed a stick, part of a branch broken off of a tree and started to swing the stick as if I was knocking the heads off of weeds. As soon as I finished turning the three boys appeared back in the field, if I hadn't stopped running I would have been spotted, I said, "Hello boys!" And carried on walking towards them, I was surprised that Millie and Robert hadn't appeared behind the other boys, as I reached the opening to the den I could hear Millie grunting and it sounded like Robert was slapping her.
I looked into the den, Millie was kneeling on the floor, bent over the hay bale, Robert was behind her fucking her with a great deal of force, one of the boys cleared his throat and said, "Hi Mrs Cook!" Loud enough so that Robert could hear him over the sound of him fucking Millie. I watched as Millie quickly pulled her dress on over her head, Robert didn't bother putting his cock away, Millie rushed to the opening, leaving her underclothes on the floor.
"I thought that you were going to play in your house with Amy!" "Well, 'cos Amy didn't come, I met the boys and decided to play with them instead!" "You want to come home with me and play with Amy?" Millie looked worried again, she looked over her shoulder and then back at me again, "No, thanks but I better stop here!"
I started to walk again, past the entrance to the den, before I had taken five paces the sound of Millie being fucked again rang out loud and clear out of the bushes, catching the boys and Millie had turned me on a lot but also worried me too, that kind of thing going on in our small village, and that if Amy hadn't been grounded by her father earlier, would she have been next to Millie right now, on her knees, taking Robert or one of the other boys cocks.
I stopped at the end of the field, the three boys were climbing the gate out on to the road but Millie and Robert still hadn't emerged into the field, a thought ran through my mind, 'Would I have been so turned on if Amy had been in the bushes with the boys instead of Millie or as well as Millie?' I couldn't be certain but in the back of my mind I probably would have been more turned on.
I had to decide whether to continue around the field and back to my own house or to walk back past the den, no contest, I turned back and walked towards the den again. Millie and Robert hadn't come out so I guessed that Robert was probably still 'enjoying' Millie's company. I stopped at the entrance to the den, Robert was still on his knees fucking Millie from behind, he must have sensed me, he looked over his shoulders and then all hell broke loose, he lifted himself off of his knees and started to throw himself into Millie, she changed from a gentle sobbing to gasps and cry's of pain, Robert was looking in my eyes as he brutalised the poor girl, inside I desperately wanted to watch but an inner voice was telling me over and over again that he was hurting her because I was watching, Robert was getting off on having an adult woman watch as he violated Millie.
Reluctantly I walked on, passing the three other boys waiting on the road for Robert to follow them out of the field. When I got home I asked Amy what she knew about Robert, the blush on her face told me volumes, I kept on at her until she broke her silence, "I don't really know him but I wouldn't want to be alone with him!" Amy told me that Millie had been going mad about Robert for weeks, all she had talked about for ages was meeting Robert, what Robert had brought her, little presents and the like, and kissing Robert and that she thought that she was actually Robert's girlfriend.
"And what about you, is there a boy out there that you want to be your boyfriend?" Amy blushed a deep red, she became very evasive, and finally she admitted that Robert had wanted her to be his girlfriend before Millie ever mentioned him, I couldn't believe that I was so turned on talking to my own daughter like that, seeing Robert and Millie had started my body and mind reacting, blood was flowing faster between my thighs, taking more and more oxygen to my labia and clitoris, pumping both to larger size than usual, my areola had shrunken down to half its size and my nipples had grown to the point that they were now painful and clearly visible through my blouse.
I had never talked with Amy about sex, I was basically too shy and didn't really like sex all that much, not helped by the fact that James, my husband, was a devastatingly bad lover, not at all interested in sex for pleasure, the only time he wanted sex with me was when I was at the height of my fertility, minimise the number of times he needed to fuck me to make me pregnant. And now here I was, standing in Amy's bedroom, watching four boys walk past the front of my house, my body was 'on display', pupils, I knew, were totally dilated, my nipples trying to burst through my bra and blouse, my vagina was pouring fluid into the crotch of my panties and I knew that my body was swathed in the stench of musk.
Amy had noticed something too, I saw that her eyes were fixed between my legs, a shocked look on her face, I was watching Robert walk past, he had a natural swagger in his walk, the walk of a boy who's father owned half the town and employed six out of ten of the adult population, his swagger was exaggerated now and that was turning me on even more. "Mom, what are you doing?" I was pulled back into Amy's bedroom in a flash, I had been clenching the muscles at the tops of my thighs and relaxing them but Amy had called out as I started to press myself against the footboard of her bed, I was humping myself off against the ball that decorated the woodwork at both ends of Amy's bed.
I was brought back to earth with a bump, I was very shocked at what I had been doing in Amy's bedroom, and as my body stopped controlling my brain I asked myself a simple question, "Where the hell is Millie?"
I ran out of Amy's bedroom, down the stairs and out of the front door, I skidded to a halt at the end of the drive, a tiny pair of white cotton knickers, covered in blood, were lying on the floor at the end of my drive, as Millie hadn't been wearing her clothes while she was being fucked I could only assume that Robert had taken them to wipe his cock on and that he had left them there as a gift for me.
I ran to the field and into the den beyond, Amy was just behind me, Millie was still naked, her thighs covered in her own blood, Robert had been extremely violent in his fucking and Millie had paid a high price to get her first boyfriend. "Oh Amy!" Millie sobbed, "He wasn't interested in me, he only wants you, if I can't get you to be his girlfriend he's told me that he's going to give me to all the boys at his school and after that, if you still won't go out with him, he's going to let his pigs and dogs do me!"
I did the mummy thing, tried to talk Millie into letting me call the police, the state she was in, bruised and bleeding from both her vagina and anus but she was insistent that I couldn't call them. One of the boys had filmed her on his mobile phone, Robert had told her that she had to beg him to take her to the den, he had given her a whole script to say, that if he took her there with him she would let the other boys do anything they wanted to her, and she had said the whole thing on film.
I helped Millie pull her dress on; Amy helped me to support Millie as we struggled to get her to our house. I ran a hot bath and dumped a whole package of salt into the water, Millie lay in the bath and Amy helped to wash her friend, I stood there, biting my bottom lip, trying hard to kill the image of Millie and Robert fucking and trying even harder to stop myself clenching my thigh muscles hard together as I watched my daughter washing between Millie's legs, rubbing her fingers deep into her best friends pussy.
It was getting late, I knew that Millie couldn't just walk in to her house, even after a salt bath and four pain killers she still couldn't walk without a limp, I phoned her mother and asked if Millie could sleep over, her mother seemed relieved, Millie had been missing all day and her mother had no idea where she was, I got the, 'difficult age, over active hormones, period just started even though too young' kind of talk but she seemed relieved to get rid of Millie for the night.
Millie and Amy slept together in the same bed, well I say slept, I could hear them talking together into the early hours of the morning and when I went in to wake them they were locked together, sleeping in each other's arms. I cooked breakfast while Millie took another salt bath, a few more painkilling pills and a cooked breakfast inside her and Millie was ready to face her mother, Amy donated clean knickers to replace Millie's bloodstained ones that I decided to burn rather than try to wash.
I noticed Robert standing at the end of my drive just before lunch time, I rushed out to him, I thought that he was waiting to try and get hold of Millie again or even Amy this time, even though just walking up to him was turning me on, I told him to clear off, not that I had any right to do that, he was on the public highway and the road lead to his father's field. "I'll have Amy eventually, I always get what I want, she'll come and beg me when she doesn't have a single friend left in the world!"
I realised that Robert was being over dramatic for effect but I didn't doubt that he was the boy with influence around the village, he could probably even stop Millie talking to Amy with the 'goods' that he had to allow him to blackmail her. Robert pushed past me, walking towards the field, he was on his own, I couldn't ever remember seeing him on his own before, there was usually one of his cronies hanging around him.
As Robert was about to climb over the fence into the field he stopped, "You can protect her, if I find you in my den, naked and begging me to do you at six o'clock today, I'll forget all about Amy, unless she begs me that is!" He laughed, as powerful men often did while exercising their strength over others.
If I were the kind of woman to admit such thing's I would have to have admitted that the threat that Robert had made against Amy and me had turned me on almost as much as seeing him exercise that power over Millie the day before. My mind was in turmoil for the rest of the day, I was far too shy to ever be seen outside the house naked, especially by a boy so young, but if I didn't go to Robert he would set his sights on Amy, it was my motherly duty to do everything in my power to protect her, even at the risk of my own safety.
I saw Robert coming and going all afternoon; every time he passed my drive he stopped and looked down to my house. It looked like he was making preparations for later if I made the decision to protect Amy by giving myself to him.
I was on edge all afternoon, Robert's coming and going didn't help to calm me down any, I saw him at the end of my drive at five forty-five, he just stood there and tapped his wrist to let me know the time. I had taken the kids to their grand-parents, I made up some excuse that I needed to go into town and would collect the kids as soon as I could, so I was free, and Robert seemed to be giving me the opportunity to have fifteen minutes to get my shit together and follow his instructions.
If I didn't go through with Robert's instructions I would have to masturbate, I was so fucking turned on, I left myself just four minutes before I ran out of the back door, ran down the garden and through the gap in the hedge. I almost flew across the field, dashed through the opening to Robert's private space; I was shocked to see the transformation that had been made to the den. Most of the cover overhead had been cut back, the black PVC roof had been taken down and the straw bales were now protected from the elements by clear plastic sheeting. What had been a dark and dirty place was now very open, very clean and very, very bright, I was taken so much by surprise that I forgot Robert's instructions were to be naked and begging him to fuck me at six o'clock, I could hear him whistling a happy tune as he walked along the edge of his field approaching his den and I was still fully dressed.
All I could hope for was that he would turn up alone and not want to humiliate me more than necessary by bringing his friends along. Robert wasn't at all surprised to see me, and I don't think that he was particularly surprised to see that I was still dressed but it did cause him to smile, "I'm afraid that as you didn't do as I said I'm going to have to make you suffer in some way!" Robert had the kind of look that all evil men had on their face just before inflicting pain on others.
I was given complex instructions as to what I had to do, it was almost as if Robert had seen one of those cheesy seventies adult films from what he told me that I had to do to appease him, I was left under no illusion that I had to follow Robert's instructions to the letter.
I walked almost to the end of the tunnel leading out to the field, I took a very deep breath to try and calm my nerves, then I undressed totally, just out of site of anyone who may have been walking past on the road at the end of the field. I walked back into the clearing, I was about to say my lines when I was taken by surprise, I had been expecting that Robert would be undressed too, I was wrong, as I had been undressing in the passage way, Robert had removed his tracksuit, he was wearing his school uniform, including short trousers, school tie and cap, he also seemed to be playing with a toy car or truck on the top of the straw bales.
I took a second deep breath and, "Robert darling, I'm glad you're on your own, I need you to do something for me!" Robert looked startled, I had never seen him look like that before in his life, he stammered, "Why Mrs. Cook, what do you mean?" I stopped myself shaking my head, the lines that Robert had told me to say had made very little sense to me as he told me them but with him filling in the other half of the conversation it all started to fall into place.
The upshot of the little scene that we were playing out together was that I had to rape Robert, he tried everything in his power to get away from me, he even made me punch him in the face before throwing him onto his back on the straw bale, I had to tear his shorts open, ripping both the button and zip from the rest of the material, then I held him down and straddled him, he wriggled and kicked, then he told me to punch him in the face again, hard.
I actually took great delight in punching him, I just pictured Millie in my mind when I helped her to walk to my house with blood still running down between her legs and I really let my fist fly, great satisfaction indeed, Robert suddenly stopped kicking, he just lay there and I suddenly felt sick, I thought that I had seriously damaged him until he whispered, "Get on with it you silly cow!" I was shocked back into action, straddled his cock, guided it into my pussy and I rode him, I rode him much harder than I had ever ridden my own husband, he lay totally still, it took me no time at all to reach my own climax but Robert was whispering to keep going, I was beginning to get cramp from the unusual position and the effort I was putting into fucking the boy but he didn't get even close to an orgasm himself.
Eventually he told me to go home and wait for his telephone call, as I dressed I peeked back a few times to see what Robert was doing, he still hadn't moved, I was fully dressed, it had been ten minutes and Robert still hadn't moved a muscle. I walked the long way home so that I could keep looking back to watch for Robert to appear back out into the field but he didn't show. Just past my drive I noticed the Range Rover that Robert's father lauded it over the rest of the village as he drove it round, rumour had it that the car had cost almost one hundred thousand pounds and that was more than anyone in the village had ever paid for a house, never mind a car.
Mr. Kinch smiled at me as he got out of his car, he even said, "Good evening Isabella!" As he walked past me, his smile worried me a lot, I ran down the drive, through my house and out into the back garden, I slipped through the gap in the hedge just in time to see Mr. Kinch climb the gate and drop into the eighty acre field, he walked straight to the entrance to the den and after a few seconds I saw him carrying Robert in his arms as if his son were still unconscious, I could even see tears on Robert's father's face and hear his shouting, "How could this happen? Who could have done this to you? My only son, violated like this!"
Robert was still 'exposed', just as I had left him, then, as soon as they reached the field Robert burst out laughing, "God dad, how corny could you get. My only son, violated like this! I think that might have been just a little too far!" Mr. Kinch took out a hipflask and took a large drink from it before passing it on to his son who winced as the alcohol hit the split mouth that two punches from me had given him.
Robert disappeared back into the den and when he returned he was dressed in his tracksuit again, something in his hand worried me a lot, he had one of those tiny palm-cam's in his hand, he passed it to his father who was watching the screen as they walked back to the road, the last thing I heard was Mr. Kinch telling his son that he had done very well, "We own her now, and her whole family!" the sound of both Kinche's laughing out loud as they walked past the front of my house and only stopped echoing around the street when they closed the doors on their Range Rover.
I sat in the kitchen, I had poured myself a stiff drink, I hadn't phoned for the kids to be returned, I was just waiting for the shit to hit the fan, Robert hadn't actually cum inside me and I got the idea that it wouldn't be long before he did, but that story will have to wait until another time, the bread needs one more kneading session before final proving and bread making is one of the few ways I have of getting rid of my anger.
Click here if you would like to comment on this, or any other story by Isabella.