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Pete's Paradise
by Max Stewart (maxstewart83@graffiti.net)
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A 30 year old woman is crippled in an accident and,
completely helpless to do anything about it, is forced
to endure the sick lusts and perversions of her
husband. Her humiliating and degrading treatment
becomes more and more abusive and she soon finds
herself forced to watch as her husband begins to
sexually abuse and violate their drugged 3 year old
daughter. (M+/F, toddler, extreme-ped, inc, nc, rp,
drugs, bd, tor, ws)
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All events and characters in this story are purely
fictional.
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By the age of 30, Pete had been a pervert for more than
half of his life. He was well-respected by all that
knew him, and especially so since he shut down his own
business to stay at home day after day to look after
his totally paralysed wife.
He appeared to be completely devoted to Bev since the
car accident turned her into a bed-ridden cripple, that
would be a hard enough job for anyone, but he also had
a gorgeous little 2 year old daughter named Holly to
look after in every way as well. Yes, to his friends,
neighbours, and the local church group, Pete was a
pillar of strength and an absolute angel on earth.
What they didn't know however was that his wife's
accident was the best thing that could have happened to
him. His business was failing and creditors were lining
up to drag him through the courts. Not a day went by
that Pete didn't thank the drunk driver for confining
his once adoring wife to her bed for the rest of her
days and for the huge settlement from the insurance
companies which ensured that he'd never have to work
again.
But mostly he thanked him for turning his wife into a
completely helpless and defenceless piece of fuckmeat
that he could rape and abuse in any way that he wanted
to. Her injuries resulted in her losing all mobility
and the power of speech, yet left her mind quite
untouched. Bev couldn't move a muscle on her own but
she was wide awake and could still feel the slightest
of touches anywhere on her body. Pete could finally do
as he wanted to the bitch and there was not a thing she
could do to stop him. He had never been a happier man
in his entire life.
Pete began to sexually abuse and violate his totally
helpless wife in degrading, humiliating and perverted
ways the day she was released from hospital and into
his care. He figured that as he would have to do
absolutely everything for her for the rest of her life,
and there was nothing much she could really do for him
in return, he'd fuck her and use her helpless body to
satisfy all of his filthy perverted fantasies.
All the depraved and sick things he had always wanted
to do to her but couldn't were now possible, and as Bev
could no longer speak she couldn't tell anyone what he
was doing to her. She'd just lay there like a warm
piece of meat with wet holes in it and take whatever he
felt like doing to her. Thankfully she could still move
her eyes and eyelids so Pete could see how she felt
about the sick things he did to her, and he loved
watching the expressions in her eyes as he violated her
helpless body in ways that clearly repulsed and
horrified her the most.
Bev's biggest mistake, apart from getting in the car
that fateful day, was telling him about her past and
that she'd been fucked by over 200 men before she met
him. She'd started fucking around at 13 and had had a
couple of long term relationships during which she
remained faithful to her lover, so to fuck that many
men in the 10 years before they met meant that Bev was
an easy fuck to pick up.
She spread her legs for Pete whenever and wherever he
wanted and enjoyed being fucked best while he talked
dirty to her and told her filthy stories about her
being fucked by perverts and dirty old men. She was 23
when they met, a nurse, 5'8" with below the shoulder
length dark brown hair, and though she was a little
taller and had a wider ass than he usually liked in his
sluts, she had good sized 36D tits hanging from her
chest.
She was far from perfect to Pete, hell she wasn't even
that good looking and looked terrible on their wedding
day in the ugly dress her fat-assed mother made for
her, but all Pete wanted at the time was a leg-
spreading whore for a wife that he could empty his
balls into whenever he wanted to so he married her.
Bev was also an alcoholic who enjoyed getting plastered
on cheap wine every night. He let her drink herself
stupid most nights and often urinated and spat into her
wine without her knowing it, and laughed to himself as
he watched the stupid bitch pour it down her throat.
She'd drink until she could barely stand and walk and
Pete loved it when she really hit it on the weekends
and ended up passed out cold.
He really enjoyed fucking her unconscious body while
swearing the worst filth at her and spitting all over
her face and tits, and often left her laying on the
floor of their lounge with her panties around her
ankles, her tits pulled out of her bra, and a load or
two of cum splattered across her face. She'd wake
knowing she'd been fucked of course, but as she had
once told Pete that if she couldn't stay awake he
should just help himself, she knew it was her own fault
that he treated her like a cheap piece of meat at
times.
After the accident he was happy enough just to dress
her up in stockings, high heels and slutty lingerie and
do her face up with heavy make-up and fuck her like the
cheap whore that she'd been since she was thirteen, but
as the weeks passed it got a lot worse for the helpless
woman.
Pete began writing filthy names and slogans all over
her face and body with her cheap blood red hooker
lipstick, shoving anything he could find in the house
and tool shed that could be made to fit up her cunt and
ass, including his fists, and fucking her as hard and
as lewdly as he could with them. He took dozens of
photos of her suffering his perverted abuse and posted
selected photos on an internet contact site for
swingers and perverts.
Bev proved to be a hit with a large number of dirty old
men from all over the world and was soon being posed,
abused, raped, pissed over and photographed as they
requested. From there on it was all down hill for poor
Bev.
Through this site Pete made friends with a wealthy and
much older man. His name was Bill, he was 68 years old,
a retired doctor, and he enjoyed treating females with
utter contempt so he offered Pete good money in
exchange for the perverted use of his helpless wife's
body. Pete would have let him use her for free, purely
for the pleasure of watching a filthy old pervert do
whatever he wanted with her, but selling her body like
a piece of meat seemed in a way to be poetic justice to
Pete so they arranged for him to meet the 'worthless
cunt', as Bev had been renamed.
In fact, Bev had a lot of new names, all of them filthy
and degrading of course but as she couldn't speak she
never complained about being called them.
As well as enjoying humiliating and degrading women,
Bill told Pete that he liked to hurt them and make them
suffer as well. Pete didn't mind seeing tears in his
wife's eyes in the least and got hard when Bill said he
wanted to hang her by her tits, shove her daughter's
Barbie doll right up her cunt, and whip and beat her
all over with his belt.
After a small amount of haggling over the phone in
front of Bev, an agreement was finally worked out and
agreed upon. Bill could hurt her as much as he liked
provided he didn't break anything, cause permanent
damage or scarring of any kind, or leave bruises on her
face. Pete had to worry about their daughter seeing her
mother every morning so nothing that Bill as a doctor
couldn't fix could be visible to the child for her to
become concerned about. Bill offered a thousand dollars
for a night's fun with Pete's totally out of luck wife
and an evening was arranged for the following week. It
turned out that it would be the night of their
daughter's third birthday.
Pete's only concern was that little Holly might be
woken and scared by the noises coming from her mother's
bedroom. Bev couldn't scream so her reactions to what
was done to her didn't worry Pete in the least, the
cunt could be thrashing around in agony and no one just
outside the room would be any wiser, the problem lay
with his and Bill's raised voices and the sound of
their leather belts flogging and whipping her body. He
decided to drug Holly with her mother's sleeping pills
so she'd sleep through anything, and began
experimenting with her and them.
Holly was a gorgeous little girl. She was just under 3
feet tall and weighed about 25 pounds. She had thick
curly dark blonde middle of the back length hair, large
brown eyes with thick dark eyelashes, full angelic
lips, and a point to her chin that gave her an elfin
look. She was a happy, vivacious child who could no
longer remember her mother not being bedridden and
looked after by her wonderful Daddy, and she was adored
and fussed over by all that knew her.
His first attempt at drugging his little girl went a
lot better than Pete had expected it would. She drank
her cocoa that night with half a Mogadon crushed into
it and while he expected her to say something like,
"This tastes yucky!" she never said a word. Twenty
minutes later Holly was sitting at the kitchen table
with her head resting in her arms and far deeper asleep
than she had ever been before.
Pete picked her up like she weighed no more than a
pillow, carried her to her bedroom, stripped her, put
her in her shortie summer nightgown, and then lay her
down on her bed. He smiled down at her over how
incredibly pretty and cute and sweet and innocent she
looked, and then a filthy thought began forming in his
mind and his 8 inch cock began to harden. He found that
his mind and cock took a sick delight in the idea of
violating her sweet and pure innocence.
Pete had never wanted Holly, in fact he resented her
existence right from the moment Bev told him he'd
knocked her up. He didn't need another mouth to feed
and held Holly responsible for his whore going off heat
and not wanting to fuck as much through her pregnancy.
By the time Bev was ready to give birth Pete was having
fantasies of raping the bloated cow with an 18 inch
cock and blowing his load in his daughter's lungs while
she was still inside her, but Bev began spreading her
legs again for him soon after the brat's birth so he
showed Holly enough kindness for her to believe she was
loved. He never touched or abused her but he enjoyed
thinking that she was very likely conceived while her
mother was passed out drunk and being obscenely raped
and sworn at by him.
He thought of how much she loved and trusted him, how
she looked at him with such adoration at times, and
now, just how much all of a sudden he wanted to soil
her and mark her as his slut, his property. The more
Pete thought about it the filthier his thoughts about
her became.
He pulled his cock from his shorts and began to lazily
stroke it while looking down on her in the soft glow of
her night light, and through semi-clenched teeth he
called his pretty little 2 year old daughter a filthy
little cunt. His cock thrilled at the sound of it and
it wanted more, so Pete gave in to how good it felt and
decided it was time for his little girl to start
earning her keep.
With the Mogadon working away inside her Holly wouldn't
wake up, no matter what he did to her within reason for
the next few hours. Pete was never one to let an
opportunity to make his semi-useless wife suffer go by,
so he picked up and carried their drugged out daughter
to her mother's room with some of the filthiest
thoughts a man could ever have going through his mind.
His wife was watching a show about a brand of European
tractors when Pete entered the room with Holly draped
in his arms. He thought briefly about how bad life
would be if you couldn't even work a remote and had to
watch whatever station and program the TV had been left
on, then his mind returned to what he enjoyed most,
satisfying his sickest perversions.
He dumped their child onto the waist high king sized
bed next to Bev and told her he'd drugged her with her
sleeping pills. Bev gave him a look of confusion as if
to say "Why would you want to drug her?", and then that
look in her eyes turned to one of horror and disbelief
as Pete stripped naked and leered at her while slowly
stroking his hard and pre-cum oozing cock.
"Your precious little angel, your gorgeous little baby-
girl is going to make it up to me for all those fucks
and cums I didn't get while you walked around refusing
me sex and looking like the ugliest pregnant whale that
was ever beached Beverly. I'm going to do filthy,
hateful things to her that you wouldn't believe a man
could do to his own daughter, and you are going to
watch me do them to her you fucking worthless piece of
cunt!"
The last words were spat at Bev with pure venom and
hatred, and Bev felt more scared than she'd been when
she was first told that she'd be confined to a bed for
the rest of her life. Pete drank in that look in her
eyes as he tore their drugged little girl's nightgown
completely open at the front.
To be continued...
Comments welcomed at maxstewart83@graffiti.net
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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