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First Published: 11 July 2022
The Prostitute's Daughter
by Markus Story Codes: /g7, M/g7g11, ped, caution, rape, sm, torture, piv, anal
Chapter 1: The Prostitute "Hi, I am here for the basement apartment to rent for 700$. Is it still available?" Clara, the emaciated woman asked. "It may be." David looked the short bleach-blonde up and down and then at the sexy mite of a girl that was half hiding behind her mama. The mother looked like she just turned a trick, and the child appeared bedraggled. He pictured himself beating the vulnerable skinny meth-addict and violating her daughter. "I have the money. When can I move in?" Clara knew everything was about money ever since she was her daughter's age. There was never enough of it and some-how everyone was desperate for it. It was the one universal truth that she knew and accepted as gospel. She knew how much her body cost. Her mouth was worth 50$, her pussy was worth 100$ and her ass was worth 200$. The rest of her had so little value that it was not worth the effort trying to sell it. "Let me show you." David led the pair down the dimly lit carpeted stairs to the depressing single-bedroom basement apartment. It was the basement of his own detached house that he had grown up in. Unlike the woman, David didn't care about money. He was gainfully remunerated and had the luxury to pursue his other interests. He had decided to rent it after watching a true-crimes show about a man who enslaved a young child in his basement for fifteen years. "There are NO visitors, NO pets, NO smoking, NO drugs, NO noise of any kind. I inspect the premises daily. There are cameras in all the rooms. The rent is paid on the first, NO exceptions. Show me a proof of identity. If you break any rule I will put your things on the curb the same day. Pay in full now before entering. Sign on the line." David impressed himself. The power-trip that he fantasized about was becoming real. "Um... well... that's ok." Clara was used to being treated like a criminal but his conditions were putting a damper on her plans. She knew the cameras were illegal but it was the least of her worries. She was hopelessly addicted to Meth, sold her body at a discount to five men every night and smoked like a chimney. None-the-less she had no other place to go. The cash that she had was burning a hole in her pocket. She knew if this didn't work out, her next stop was her dealer where the money would disappear in a heart-beat. She would otherwise sleep in the park with her daughter under some cardboard boxes to disguise themselves as trash. A few nights before a homeless man had nearly strangled her to death. It was stupid-luck that a security guard happened to be passing by and scared off the hobo. She had seen the man several times and tried her best to avoid the area. It took a near-death experience for her to rethink how she spent her money. Ironically she was in more danger in David's basement than under the cardboard boxes in the park with the hobo stalker. David went upstairs to his apartment and turned on his camera feeds. He wondered how she would behave knowing that she was being watched. It was a little Normand-Bates but it excited him. He switched to the bathroom-cam and watched the mother disrobe herself and her daughter and slip into the shower. Although the adult women had her charms, he was not interested in her in the least. His passions lay in the underdeveloped, prepubescent girls like the slut's daughter. She had everything he desired; seven years old, flat chested, skinny, no hair below the eye-lashes and oh so vulnerable. "Oh she's cute. Think she's a virgin? " Felicity (David's girlfriend) asked as she approached the screen from behind David. She had met him on a pedo chat room using the Tor browser and never left his side since. She knew he was masturbating from the way he shoulders were swaying. She got on her hands and knees and crawled like a cat under the table to give him some attention. "Ah.. I hope so. The mother is a prostitute so.. keep doing that with your tongue.. so she may not be." He zoomed in on the white crotch as it gushed pee into the toilet. It was 10pm and he heard the door click close. He knew the prostitute was leaving for work and would not be back for several hours. He checked the camera and the little tramp was tuckered out in bed. Like a thief the couple tip-toed down the stairs and gazed at the sleeping beauty in the dim light. He wanted to masturbate and cream on her face while she slept, but didn't want to push his luck. Instead he watched her silently and gently uncovered body her. She had gone to bed in panties and a t-shirt. Felicity slid up behind him and pulled out his penis and massaged him while kissing his neck. When he erupted in his girlfriend's hand she licked it clean as they watched the angel sleep. Before returning upstairs, they made their way to the bathroom and he rummaged through the dirty cloths basket until he found his prize; the blue panties that he saw the baby slut taking off before her shower. He turned on the light of the bathroom and examined them in detail. He found the spot that the lips of her immature vulva had kissed the fabric. The odor of her sex was still pungent and intoxicating. She must have been wearing the same cloths for a few days. He showed it to Felicity but didn't want to let her contaminate it with her adult stink and so stuffed it in a zip-lock baggie to keep in the freshness. Chapter 2: A Fortunate Turn of Events "Knock Knock.. Did you see my mommy?" The scared little girl asked the landlord at his upstairs apartment door. She was still just in her white panties and t-shirt that the couple had so lovingly admired the night before. "Oh, your mommy didn't come back last night? Do you want orange juice while I call her? Come in." David couldn't believe his luck and took the opportunity to entice the object of his desire with his least-threatening voice. He took her by her tiny hand to the table. "Hon, could you bring some orange juice with um.. extra sugar?" Felicity thought it strange to ask for extra sugar. She was on the same wave-length and knew he was talking in code. It didn't take her long to realized what it meant. She quickly added some powdered Rohypnol into the child's glass of juice. They had prepared it the day David had posted his ad for the apartment to rent and didn't imagine they would use it on the second day. "Oh hi Clara.. Your daughter is asking when you are coming home... Oh ok, you will be home later today? Ok sounds good... Yeah sure, I can take care of her until you come home. Ok see you, Bye." David pretended to talk to the girl's mother while she listened intently. "Your mama will come home soon. She went to the toy-store to buy you a present.. Ooops, that was a secret. Don't tell her I told you that." David put a finger to his lips with a smile. "She is buying me a present?" The greedy babe sat bolt upright while her eyes beamed. It was too easy. "Have some juice dear. What is your name sweetie?" Felicity carefully handed the tall glass of orange juice to the impatiently waiting girl. "Thank you.. My name is Zoe." The first-grader sucked down the cold refreshment to both adult's relief. The sedative would take 15 to 30 minutes to put her out. "Do you like cartoons?" Felicity asked and turned on the laptop that was on the table. There was a picture of a toddler being ass-raped on the screen with tears running down her cheeks. Panic stricken, Felicity stood up to block the view and closed the tab before Zoe could see it. "Oh its Baby-Shark song!" Zoe giggled and sang along while the hungry couple consumed her with their eyes. They watched her from the corner of their eyes as her head nodded down and shot back up. Felicity had accidentally put the dose for two adult women and so the effect was that Zoe was out cold after only ten minutes. They picked up her delicate arm and let it drop to determine that she was sound asleep. She was like a toy; her long hair was fanned out on the couch cushion and her arms and legs were invitingly splayed open. They didn't have a plan if the mother actually showed up but they were both prepared to incapacitate her. They could potentially still put her back into her bed and pretend as if nothing had ever happened. "I need to taste her." David put his nose to her neck and sniffed into her hair while Felicity took out her phone to record the impromptu Child Pornography. He licked the small pink lips and pushed in to taste the orange juice in her mouth. He lifted her white t-shirt to explore her chest with its tiny pink nipples. She didn't have any breasts, or any hint of them, just like he preferred. She was badly malnourished by her negligent prostitute mother and her milk-white skin stretched taught over her rib-cage. What he wanted to taste though was a little lower. He sniffed his way down with his eyes closed until he found himself with his nose buried in her covered slit. She had gone to pee earlier and did not wipe herself like most young girls. David was in heaven and inhaled deeply into the moist yellow spot. His patience ran out and he pulled the panties aside to touch nose to prepubescent vulva. He heard that taste and smell enhanced each other so he started licking the sweet spot. He pushed her knees up to her nipples so that her bottom stood up and out. He hovered over the pink opening and dug in like a hungry beast. He took his time tracing the delicate ring of flesh with his tongue. "You are so sexy. Do what you want with her body. Her purpose is to satisfy you." Felicity had pulled down her pants and pushed her middle finger into her twat. "She tastes so sweet. I need to fuck her." David had graduated to licking the young girl's anus. It was so much smaller and pinker than his girlfriend's ass who was twenty years older and stained brown from years of shitting. Her immature anus would be the perfect hole; tight, dirty and would not leave any evidence of the rape. "Fuck her bum, that is what it is for. Her whore mama made her just for your dick." Felicity worked in two fingers with wet slushing sounds into her own sopping cunt. The video of the sexual abuse that she was recording was as much for her own pleasure than for her lover's enjoyment. David put his dick down to the warm puckered rose-bud and circled around it like a shark. As if reading his mind, Felicity spit down on the pink target to provide extra lubrication for the oncoming assault. The unconscious ass-slut did not have any fight or resistance as he entered her. Her rectum had never been invaded by something so wide. The pain attacked her subconscious and transformed her pleasant dream into to a horrific nightmare. She could not otherwise not resist the penetration. "Ah her butt is so tight. Look she is crying in her sleep." David's penis was being gripped involuntarily by the Thumbelina. He had pushed all the way up to his pubic hair and as he pulled outward, her anal muscle clamped on his rod and extruded. Tears welled up in her eyes and ran down her cheeks. In her head, her imagination concocted a nightmare to explain the pain. Her subconscious rationalized that her wicked witch mama had just pushed a stick in her bum. The betrayal emotionally devastated her perhaps more than knowing the truth; that a stranger was the one defeating her. David started increasing the tempo of the anal rape. He could feel her sphincter periodically clamp on his meat-stick as if asking for more. Although he had seen many videos of children and even babies being anally raped, this was his first time actually living his dream. Each time he pulled outward, the electric sensation edged him closer. Felicity was dripping wet and decided to use her slick fingers to better use. She ran her fingers along her lovers ass-crack and massaged his ass. He loved it when she would enter a finger and apply a bit of pressure to his prostate. She felt around with her middle-finger for the lump where his gland was throbbing and pushed. "Cum in her shitter. She poops from that hole. She is your dirty slave. Screw her brains out until she dies. Pump in your cum until it fills her brain." Felicity knew exactly what dirty words her boyfriend got him fired up. "Keep it there...I am Cumming." David couldn't hold it in any more. Felicity had found just the right spot as if she just pushed a button. He stopped moving and pressure blew up as he ejaculated rope after rope of semen into the innocent seven year old's rectum. Chapter 3: Ding-Dong the Prostitute is Dead "Felicity, come and see, they found a prostitute dead in the park yesterday.. It a short blonde street-walker she was robbed, beaten, raped and killed.. It was just half a mile from here.. It must be Clara, it fits her description." David was livid with excitement. For the last couple of days they had been "babysitting" Zoe, the prostitute's daughter. They were prepared to capture and enslave the mother as well but were not looking forward to the risk of it. They kept her locked in her basement bedroom and gave her a sedative once a day for her daily rape. "Zoe is all ours now. They have no idea that she had a child or where she lived. The whole article is just two short paragraphs. No one cares about another dead prostitute. It is as if Zoe never existed. We can do anything we want to her." David imagination raced with the abusive possibilities. They proceeded straight to the girl's bedroom and dragged her out by the hair. "What should we do to her first? I want to beat her black and blue and piss down her throat." Felicity asked the owner of the child. She was holding the girl up by the ear as tears ran down her face. "Later. First I want to bust her virgin pussy and have some fun. Put her on the table." Over the last days, David had been busting a nut in her ass every night. He wanted to avoid the physical evidence of breaking her hymen and so hadn't touched it. Now that the mother was not coming back, he could damage any part of her. "Tie her nice and open. Twist her legs open and break them if you have to." David instructed. Felicity took the challenge and splayed the limber sex-doll wide open with the rope. The way she was bound, the pink entrance between her thin legs was pushed out and inviting. He slowly ran his hand methodically from her nipple, over her belly button, across her clit and rested his palm over the mouth of her sex. Her warm vulva pulsed from her frenzied heart-rate. The imp had never been in such a predicament and was whimpering inconsolably. David let the underside of his veiny member rest on her clit. Their two most sensitive body parts were kissing softly. He rubbed in delicate circles to stimulate each other in conspiratorial pleasure. Felicity was burning with jealously just as David intended. He connived to give his girlfriend the motivation to punish the home-breaker. Felicity sat at the chair and watched passively while smoking a cigarette. She would never blame her man for how a younger girl would influence him. Her rage reflected off him and refocused like a magnifying glass on the whore. "Like that my dear? You are so young and beautiful?" David chose his words carefully and smiled to himself knowing that Felicity was listening heartbroken. He would usually call his lover "Dear" after being intimate with her. Felicity felt like a dagger had pierced her heart. He knew that she had a psycho-sexual Body Dysmorphia Disorder that tormented her. She identified herself as a child trapped in a grotesque woman's body and each passing year her pain increased. David would have kept torturing Felicity except that he couldn't wait any longer. He had dragged on the gentleman love charade as long as he could and pushed his veiny member to the nine year old's love entrance. David's glans was pushing into the pin-hole of Zoe's maiden-head. The way Zoe was tied down, she could not move away or resist the direct intrusion. He was splitting her tender skin apart to his total satisfaction. He pushed past her insignificant barrier and soon bottomed-out at the back of the child's vagina. Not even half his length was buried in the clenched muscle. He would not be discouraged and pushed in hard to stretch her out. He knew from Child-Pornography videos that girls even younger could be stretched out to satisfy a man's entire length. How selfish of her to not make an effort, he thought. He pulled out and shoved it back in to gain another inch. There was still an inch to go and the babe seemed to be at her limit. "Give me more, selfish slut!" David pumped hard trying to get all the way in. Perhaps her delicate flesh had reached its limit and would soon rip apart. Felicity watched impatiently for her turn to demolish the thief of her youth. It excited him further to think of what Felicity's would do to the vulnerable girl. He shoved in and finally felt his balls hit her anus. Success, he was entirely buried in his elementary-school cum-dumpster. Capturing his slave was a culmination of weeks of effort and this felt like pay-day. Knowing that there was no rush, he was taking his time. This made the experience more electric than if he had been rushed. The pressure was building up in his balls each time he punched his cock into the cutie. Felicity was finishing off her cigarette and stood up to wait in the abuse queue. "You know what to do." David hinted at Felicity. Given permission she was grateful to release some of her frustration. She already knew what she would do first. She took one last drag from the cigarette to make the end red hot and finally put it out on Cinderella's clit. She would never again steal pleasure from her man. Zoe yelled pathetically as her nerve endings seared and smoked. The damage would be permanent. She would never be able to enjoy the same sexual pleasure that she so fleetingly experienced. David pumped in a few last times, grinding into her melted button and blasted her battered, bruised and bleeding vag, with his cum. He pulled out and let his juice ooze out of her damaged hole. He stepped back to let his jilted lover take revenge on the bound girl. If she survived what would come next, she would graduate to the next step of her slavery. "Now it's my turn bitch." Felicity spoke between gritted teeth. She didn't have a whip so instead used her hand. She slapped the helpless victim on her hatefully perfect chest, belly and face. She slapped until her own hand was numb and the traumatized child was red all over. She was not done yet though and wanted to humiliate her the way she had been. David had been recording the prostitute's initiation and was already getting a hard-on watching the show. Felicity stood up on the table with her feet on either side of bound babe's head. "Open your mouth and swallow every drop of my piss, or I will cut off your head." Felicity threatened and squatted down on her open mouth-toilet. Felicity had freshly waxed her genitals the night before and her labia connected with Zoe's lips as if they were passionate kissers. Except the intimacy was cut short when the warm yellow stream hit the back of the child-mouth. Felicity squirted and stopped to give her toilet a chance to complete her duty. Zoe choked down the salty liquid and was recompensed with another mouth-full. She could not breath with her mouth full and gulped the pee quickly for a chance at air. She barely had a breather before another mouth-full burned her throat. Fighting the ropes she was panicking as she drowned in the evil woman's liquid waste. She took another desperate gulp and coughed. Luckily Felicity did not have a full bladder, otherwise it would have been the end of Zoe's short life. Defeated, violated and soiled, Zoe had survived, and tomorrow would begin her tormented sexual servitude. Chapter 4: Sean, A brother from another mother. "Sean, I am so glad to see you. Come in. Felicity, Sean is here. And who is this beauty?" David hugged his old friend. They had been like two peas in a pod since high-school. In college they had invented a game called "baby-hunting". They were the terror of neighborhood at the time; driving around and fondling unattended girls. Sean had always taken too many chances for David's liking though. Sure enough, one day, Sean had been caught for kidnapping and molesting a three year old girl. He was now a convicted Child-Sex-Offender and somehow he was holding the hand of a sexy eleven year old brunette. "This is my girlfriend Phoebe. Do you like her? I borrowed her from my brother" Sean twirled his sex-pot letting her provocatively short red dress whirl up revealing no panties underneath. Sean hugged Felicity and he kissed her on the lips, more out of respect than out of desire. Although Felicity was anorexically skinny, short and child-like, she was none-the-less an adult and not sufficiently vulnerable. He still took the opportunity to run his fingers in her ass-crack like lovers. "Oh you." Felicity smiled at David and put her hand on his cheek. As Sean and David were practically the same person, Felicity was Sean's proxy-girlfriend. She knew he was not interested in her body but still appreciated his affection. It was an unusual relationship but Felicity felt a deep connection with her other-boyfriend. "Did David tell you about Zoe?" Felicity was excited to invite a new punisher into the basement. She knew that he would encourage David to let loose. Up until now, David had caged, mentally tortured and raped the slave. However, she wanted him to physically hurt her also. David drew the line at permanently damaging his toy. He knew Felicity would let her emotions destroy his play-mate but wanted it to last for years instead of days. "In fact that is why I am here. I just got out of jail but I couldn't resist when David told me about Zoe." Sean wasn't kidding, he was wanted for kidnapping and breaking parole. Over the last few years in prison, Sean had succeeded in killing his fears and was now unstoppable. "Well lets not keep the man waiting. Shall we proceed to the basement? Zoe is due for a good pounding." David led the group down the carpeted stairs with Phoebe in the front trembling with each step. Zoe was locked naked in a dog cage and was wearing a bark-collar. She learnt very quickly that speaking meant an instant horrible electric zap to her sensitive neck. Ever since, trained like Pavlov's dog, she had become as quiet as a mouse. The worst part of it was that when David was hurting her between the legs, the device would zap her for just crying out. "HEY SLUT!" David yelled into the collar. A jolt of electricity shot through her neck to remind her that the sadistic device worked perfectly. He unstrapped the collar and let it drop the floor. Zoe thought that he was having pity on her, but in fact he just wanted to hear her cry out from the beating to come. "May I?" Sean asked permission as Zoe was David's possession and he respected him like a beloved brother. David nodded and took a seat on the couch with Felicity to watch the show. Sean pulled out his penis which pointed straight at Zoe. "Phoebe, suck it?" Sean commanded of his underaged girlfriend. She knew his manhood better than she knew her own private parts. He had been babysitting her ever since she was two years old and had been mouth-raping her ever since. Sean slapped Zoe hard on the face. It connected to her ear and ironically, the deafening blow rang loud in her head. Sean balled his fist and landed a vicious punch on Phoebe's temple. She whimpered in painful apology. Over the years she had become so in-tune to Sean's carnal pleasure that she was an oral expert and could make him cum quickly. He had told her several times to slow down to make it last longer. She knew that in this situation, he would want to take a long time. She had felt bad for Zoe and was hoping to make her uncle ejaculate quickly so that they could move on. She relented and resigned herself to passively hold the sausage in her mouth without moving. It was Zoe's fault that her uncle was angry with her now. She would get her revenge on the the selfish whore. Sean refocused and slapped Zoe again on the other side of her face. She was so well trained to not cry out that she silently swallowed the pain and humiliation without crying out. Sean considered this as a sign of disrespect and so landed a monstrous blow to Zoe's solar-plexus. She doubled over and dropped to the ground like the sack of shit that she was. The disheveled child gasped for breath like a fish out of water. In the mean-time Felicity was mirroring Sean's girlfriend by slowly sucking her lover while he recorded the passion on his phone. "Get her up!" Sean requested of his helper. She quickly got to her feet and pulled the trouble-maker up by her hair. Phoebe was a foot taller than her competition and easily got her back on her feet. Now in arms reach, Sean wrapped his hand around Zoe's neck and lifted her off the ground like a rag-doll. Her face was turning blue from the lack of oxygen. "Spread your legs on the table and hold her legs open." It was Sean's day. He would do all the things he was dreaming about for a long time. He dropped his prize on top of Phoebe without any regard to the their well-being. It was the same table on which Zoe had so completely lost her virginity and now, it would see a most devilish violation. With the two slits lined up he had a difficult choice to make. Should he start with the seven year old who was nearly passed out or his own eleven year old niece with her pretty dress hiked up? Four holes begged for his attention. I will just fuck all the holes then, he thought starting with one on top. He greased up his targets with the Vaseline that was conveniently already on the kitchen table. "First hole". Sean narrated to his audience and aimed at the first hole on the top; Zoe's vagina. She was coming back to her senses just as the familiar pain in her groin started. Sean worked the pink pocket for several minutes, that had just finished healing from David's assaults. "Push your finger in with my dick." Sean requested of Phoebe who was serving as an unwilling pillow for Zoe. Phoebe knew it was her opportunity to exact her revenge for her punishment earlier. She felt around until she found the slick member of her uncle pummeling into the tight hole. She pushed in her index finger into the alien world. It was her first time to feel inside another girl's inner-sanctum. She reached over with her other hand and similarly insert her other index finger without her uncle asking for it. She felt her uncle get excited as his tempo increased on her fingers. It was her chance now and so she pulled and pried the tight vagina open hoping to rip it apart. Zoe started wailing as Phoebe's malicious punishment opened up her old wound. Sean pulled out to move on to the second hole; Zoe's ass-hole. "Second Hole" Sean didn't waste any time and shoved it up the brown hole. Her entire rectum was still sore from the day before when David had reamed her with Felicity's dildo. Phoebe let the damaged vaginal muscle go but was not finished with punishing Zoe. She found the wet shaft of her uncle and followed it back to its devastated target. She proceeded with worming her index finger into the ring of muscle, just under Uncle's shaft, to his utter delight. Phoebe got a kick out of hearing her uncle grunt in pleasure and was encouraged to insert her other index finger. It was a first time she felt another girl's bum and hated the brat even more for having to touch her dirty hole. She knew that her uncle was excited by her own bum and wanted to give him a filthy thrill. Perhaps he would not hurt her if she proved her complicity? She dug in and pried open the delicate sphincter. Her uncle saw through Phoebe's pretense, clenched a fist and struck his niece in the the left cheek. Punished again for the girl? She realized her mistake, she had done the same mistake again. Although her face burned she felt terrible for trying to steal the spot-light from her loving boyfriend. "THIRD Hole! Look at my dick it is all covered in shit." Sean nearly yelled out as the veins started protruding from his neck. The captivated audience on the couch blissfully consumed the show. Phoebe knew what third hole implied. It meant that she was next and that he was announcing it as much for his best friend as to frighten her. They had explored physical love over the years and she was well experienced with his masculinity in her love tube. This was different though, she didn't want the whore's filth contaminating her most intimate parts. He would not let his love get in the way of his pleasure and shoved his soiled hard-on into his elementary-school niece's pussy. The invasion physically hurt but Phoebe felt betrayed and cried burning emotional tears. Was she acting again like she had twice before, trying to make him cum and get it over with faster, he asked himself? She knew how he loved girls in distress, defeated and pained. He clamped on both girls necks at the same time while still inside his brother's daughter. "FOURTH HOLE!" Sean knew he couldn't keep going much longer. It was the most perverse experience of his life and wanted to have it all. He let go of the death grip on his niece's neck to guide his pocket-monster to her shitter. He still remembered the first time he had licked it lovingly when she was just two years old. Now he would demolish it and make her hate him. He only cared about his climax. These girls were no more a cock-sleeve for his enjoyment. He just realized that he had not soiled the seven year old Zoe's puss. He pulled out and stabbed it into Zoe's snatch. Almost as soon as he entered her, he napalmed her hot cunt with his jizm. She had gone rigid with convulsions as the oxygen starvation in her brain sent confused messages to her body. He let go of her neck and finished pulsing his seed into her. David and Felicity cheered and applauded at his incredible performance. They put the bark-collars on the devastated girls and locked them together in their new shared home; same small dog cage. "So what will you do? Do you need a place to live?" David asked his old friend. He was truly concerned about Sean's new freedom. "Thanks for the offer. No, I need to get out of America. I am escaping to Mexico. There is a American guy down there who opened an Orphanage. You should see his videos, he calls them 'Orphanage Studio'. Doesn't that sound like a trip? Could you do me a favor though and keep Phoebe for a while?" Sean confided all his plans before disappearing into the night. 5,538 Words.
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